Alright Time To Rewrite The Post I Sent You That I Remember Because I Must Share Thoughts

Alright time to rewrite the post I sent you that I remember because I must share thoughts

Short story:

Luke and Leia don't know much about their mom

They run into someone who knew her

Who knows where some of her old stuff was

It's just a trunk full of Naboo royal wear

Luke and Leia decided to divide the dresses

This starts being what they wear to republic events

This was done exclusively because I need Luke and Leia both wearing padmes gowns

Din is happy Luke found and likes his moms gowns

He does not like the fact that Luke is now getting even more attention from admirers

He especially hates it at republic events

He and Han team up to chase of other people admiring the twins

Leia knows this is happening

But it doesn't effect her to much so she doesn't care

Luke has no clue

Chewie and grogu are standing on the side laughing at the antics together

This didn't go through the first time apparently

But I had thoughts on the matter so I rewrote what I could

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My dear, darling tortoise, sorry this took so long to answer! After being at my family's for Christmas and my stupid car breaking I've been practically dead to the world 💀 I hope you enjoy this though! I love this idea so much! Leia and Luke would look SO GOOD it causes their husbands physical pain.

Luke and Leia wanted to connect with their mother. They know about their father, for better or worse, but Padme? They felt that she was constantly just out of reach. But as they looked at themselves in the mirror of, what had once been, their mother's room  Looked at the way the chiffon fell around their bodies, the way the gems sparkled, the way the colours matched them perfectly. They felt a connection. They felt her.

The next morning an old Palace worker, who had known Padme, found them fast asleep on the enormous bed, surrounded by clothes and the smell of their mother's perfume.

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After that emotional trip to Naboo the twins had completely cleared out Padme's closet and beauty supplies. And so began their tradition of wearing their mother's garments to all important galas, balls, celebrations and so on.

Now Din and Han were happy for their spouses, they really were. After all the trauma they had gone through with their birth father, not to mention loosing their homes (and an arm) to said birth father, they deserved to have some joy from their parentage. BUT!

BUT!....Did they have to look so fucking incredible doing it?!

Every time the twins strode into a hall (fashionably late of course, the dramatic-entrance-Skywalker-gene was strong), dressed in the most beautiful clothes the galaxy had to offer.

Clothes that both clung to them, high lighting their soft, elegant bodies; but, and lay loose, giving them an ethereal, magical quality as it flowed around their every move. (And if Luke sometimes used the Force to have the dresses billow just a little more..well, who was to know- Obi-Wan, Obi-Wan knew.)

Not to mention the flawless make up, done with their mother's products, she would want them to be used (especially to bring a room full of the most powerful and important people in the galaxy to their knees). And jewellery which brought even more magic to their appearance, as they reflected the abundance of decorative lights.

It was frankly unfair.

Not only did they have to spend the whole event unable to touch their partners in the way they wanted too, and spend hours waiting for the 'acceptable and appropriate' time to drag their spouses to their bed (if they made it that far...). But, even worse, they had to deal with a room full of people who were as desperate as them to touch and pull away the twins.

These people were shameless, becoming even more outrageous as the nights wore on.

The only "good" (depending whether or not you asked Boba Fett) to come from this was that Din and Han had formed a strong bond. A bond that can only be formed through mutual understanding of not being allowed to devour your spouse while having to run around threatening anyone who who dares come close to either one of the twins.

It was exhausting and fustrating. And tonight was no exception.

Din knew he was, technically supposed to be, on Leia duty. Some old senator from Naboo was trying to use the fact she was wearing her mother's style to suggest she should align her self more intimately with Naboo. It was disrespectful and gross to watch, but Leia was using her endless lexicon of diplomatic answers (laced with threats) to deter him. Din was ready to step in at a moments notice - "general organa I have some questions about Mandalore" ...well maybe not that phrasing..but he'd think of something....right now he was too preoccupied with the far corner of the room.

Luke was perched on a window sill, his gown hanging low, revealing his shoulders, delicious collarbones and highlighting his neck (which was disappointingly unblemished despite Din's best efforts...damn jedi.) He was surrounded by dignitaries. A young handsome man was leaning it unnecessarily close. Where the fuck was Han??? This was- did that fucker just stoke Luke's arm????

"-rgana, I would love to continue you this conversation outside im afraid its far to loud and hot in here."

Shit. Uh...excuse..

"General, if I may step in, I have questions about the- this years harvest on Mandalore. Agricultural questions, which need your immediate input."

Despite her polite smile, Din could see her roll her eyes as she lead them away.

"Agriculture? Mandalore is currently barren Din!" She fixed him with a classic Leia Look, "how is Han better at this than you."

Din blushed, maybe that hadn't been the smartest excuse but he was distracted Leia stupid people are caressing your brother!

"Well not right now. Luke is being caressed."

"I think you'll find it's more than that now."

Din snapped his head round.

The man was pulling Luke on to the dance floor, placing his stupid hand on Luke's perfect waist. The blonde just smiled and launched into the dance, completely unaware of the man's intent.

"Stars, bit he is oblivious." Leia sighed, "what's the point of your and Han's stupid 'bootyguard' [not Din's ideal choice of name but Han had insisted] system"

"There's no syste-"

Leia ignored him "if Luke's getting felt up by the most annoying Coruscant senator?"

"Han was supposed to be on Luke duty!"

On the dance floor Luke was actually having fun, the man (who ever he was - Luke never read Leia's summaries of the guests, it didn't involve him so why bother when he could be gardening or make cookies with Grogu) was friendly and a good dancer; which was a better outcome than he had expected when he saw him approach.

The man spun and pulled him back flawlessly, accidentally misplacing his hand further down his back.

When he was spun out again he suddenly found himself in Han's arms.

"Uh? Hi?"

Han twirled them across the dance floor, wow Leia was an incredible teacher...it was a shame she didn't want to be a jedi with him.

"You okay squirt?"

Luke furrowed his brow, "yeah- Why wouldn't I be?"

"That sleemo had his hand practically on your ass!"

"That was an accident after the spin!" He could feel the red blossom on his cheeks.

"Oh Luke. I know you're not as naive as that - I saw you flirt and try to fuck your way round most of the handsome pilots on Yavin and Hoth."

Luke made an indignant noise, trying to make a protest but his face was burning.

"Although you are as oblivious as fuck" Han added with a wink as he spun Luke away.

Suddenly, Luke was met with a broad expanse of beskar.

"That blush looks good on you Cyar'ika" he leaned closer, "but, I should be the only one making you blush like that" he growled into Luke's ear.

The blonde felt his knees go weak, as heat pooled in his stomach.

Din huffed qn unfairly attractive laugh, before adding in the same deep voice, "please tell me we can leave."

Luke grabbed him tighter, swallowing "I think now is a perfectly acceptable time to leave."

The two of them giggled as they "snuck" out of the hall, hand in hand. They barely made it back to their room before Din threw off his helmet, pulling Luke into a deep kill filled with promises.

Han watched the couple throw subtlety to the wind and run away. He turned to Leia,

"No, Han. We're not leaving."

Han pouted, trying to use his best puppy eyes - they always worked for Luke...never for him, but it couldn't hurt to keep trying.

She pushed his face away, looking over at where the grand entrance, (really Luke the main doors???), had just swung shut. She sighed. At least one of them had self-control and decorum. But, really Luke? You couldn't stay for longer that half an hour.

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All children play dress up in their parents clothes; but no one did it as well and as glamorously as them - They are Padme's children after all, it's in their blood.

Happy May the 4th everyone! Featuring the disaster trios of every trilogy (and reluctant members) :]

Could you talk more about your gumbo jar jar au or the frog one? 🐸

hm on close review the frog promise draft is a now redundant drabble from this au. Here it is in its entirety:

“I will never join you,” Luke said with a sneer of disgust.

Palpatine, as well as the nearby politicians, Jedi masters, and reporters were taken aback. 

“I’m afraid I don’t understand your meaning, Master Jedi,” the Senator said incredulously. “Do you mean to tell me that you consider yourself separate from the Republic? I know the Jedi Council had disavowed recognizing you but I never could have imagined...” he trailed off, leaving the crowd to murmur in alarm.

“I mean I will never join the Sith,” the rogue master replied calmly. “I imagine you’re responsible for the traces of the dark side I felt amongst the trade federation leaders.”

“The Sith...I see.” Palpatine took a step back, deliberately reassuring tone and alarmed expression clearly indicated that he suspected the man before him of insanity. “It’s been a very long day and you clearly intended to do good by my humble home world. Perhaps your fellow Jedi can take you to the healers so you can-”

“Why are you working alongside a Sith Lord?” Luke cut off the Senator and addressed Grandmaster Yoda directly. 

“A Sith Lord, you say?” Master Yoda replied. “A most serious allegation, this is.”

Basically, Luke derails the Naboo Crisis by absolutely annihilating the trade federation army, only realizing after the fact when and where he is. This means that Padme turns right around from Tatooine and never voices her vote of no-confidence. Now, Palpatine probably had contingency plans in place, but the public accusation by a Jedi of being responsible for the crisis in the first place, despite absolutely no evidence, hurts his image enough that he’s not going to win a vote, because people will think it’s a power grab. 

And it’s funny cause it’s true but Luke only barely knows that! He’s just accusing Palpatine of being behind the first evil thing he sees and he fuckin happens to be right!!!

Anyway Luke doesn’t focus on Palpatine; there are like 10,000 other Jedi around. He commits himself first and foremost to completing his training with Master Yoda because sometime Yoda just dies and fades into thin air so, you know! He’s not going to procrastinate on that again!

He goes before the council and humbly asks to be taken on Yoda’s student (this is right before Qui-Gon can ask about Anakin- literally, Anakin and Qui-Gon are in the waiting room). He gives several extremely vague banthashit explanations of who he is ‘I’m a follower of the Force,’ where he comes from ‘the Force sent me,’ and why they should train him when he’s way too old ‘the Force willed it.’ Yoda is somewhat impressed because those are some real unhelpfully wise answers and- here’s the kicker- Luke actually believes them! 

He is really committed to being a Jedi! Is 110% all about being a luminous being! This is several years after return of the Jedi and Luke has pretty much just been hanging out in force temples meditating with ghosts so he has quintessential Jedi vibes, he just knows jackshit about anything!

What really clinches it for Yoda is the fact that his robe pocket starts squirming and he pulls out a live Nabooian Salt Frog. And hands it to Yoda like, “These are one of your favorites right? :) I saw it and I thought of you :)”

Now Yoda- let’s step back a second. Yoda is old. Yoda, in his youth, was a bit more feral. He’s a top level predator and the order has always celebrated diversity and being true to your origins! He’s hunted with Tortugans on Shili! He’s unhinged his jaw with Besalisks on Ojom! 

But as the Republic’s boundaries caved in on themselves, he was more and more put into contact with Core senators who tend to be unnerved by more, ah, carnivorous tendencies. And the more he was put into high level positions by virtue of being really frickin old, the more restrained he became in his public behavior. 

Decades passed and younglings who only ever knew his more ‘harmless-prank’ feral tendencies were increasingly shocked and scared to see him occasionally unhinge his jaw to eat a scrocodile whole. Some of the prey-origin younglings from that field trip actually avoided him for the rest of the their lives.

So. Yoda is still a carnivore- but- in private. With his padawans and his closest peers. But his closest peers age and die and his padawans get younger and smaller as the decades pass. He took on two herbivorous padawans in a row and as a result restrained himself from openly hunting with another soul for around for 50 years.

And then there’s Dooku. ‘Ah a human,’ he thinks. ‘They hunt sometimes. Well. They’re omnivores at least.’

And Dooku is- and I’m not saying this to shame Dooku- but he’s prissy. He likes...neatness. He’s not afraid of violence but force forbid it’s untidy. So when Yoda, excited to get his ambush predation on, takes 14 year old Dooku who’s barely ever left the sterile confines of Coruscant on a trip to a swamp world- yeaaahh it doesn’t go well. Dooku- he doesn’t mean to, honestly. How would he even know that Yoda might be sensitive about things? He’s Yoda. 

But Dooku sobbing openly and puking a little in a bush and running away from Yoda because his Master is terrifying and gross. It... kind of puts the nail in the coffin for Yoda being open about that side of himself. He doesn’t really have it in him to try again. People’s view of him is too fixed, they can’t handle him also being a flesh creature so he focuses on the luminous side of him which is and always was, genuinely, more important than him.

And that’s been the last 100 years or so. The thrill of a live kill is just a little piece of himself that he meditates away and that’s ok. He has the force. He has the order. He’s old anyway, a real hunt would probably hurt his joints. 

And then in comes Luke, radiating Light and earnestness and Jedi serenity while also holding out a very tasty looking live frog. And Yoda realizes Dooku’s not around, he’s surrounded by a council he trusts and respects and likes, none of whom are 14 year olds, all of whom have seen the galaxy and seen worse. He is almost seizing the moment but there’s a little part of him that shriveled up when Dooku cried that’s having a hard time accepting this.

“Want it for yourself, you do not?” Yoda cackles, playing off the offer.

Luke smiles sheepishly and pulls out another live frog. “I was saving it for later. Forgive me Master, your senses are keen as ever I see.”

And Yoda...it’s not about the bribe, really, so much as the symbolism, and it’s not about the flattery either, but darn is the kid really pulling out the stops to make himself likable. And he is a kid, to Yoda anyway. Everyone is these days. What does he care about numbers when there’s a boy smiling like his third padawan, an adorable Rodian who took great delight in their more amphibious and wild missions?

Yoda snatches one of the frogs and slowly raises it in a parody of a toast. Luke does the same. The rest of the council quietly watches in various shades of bewilderment and bemusement.

They’re not actually going to eat that right? Mace thinks. Ugh I hate frogs the skin is so slimy. Shaak Ti thinks. I cannot believe they’re not even offering me one. Yaddle thinks.

And Yoda bites the head off the frog in a quick snap of his jaws, the rest following rapidly. Luke does the same- a slight assist from the force helping his less specialized mandible tear through skin and bone in a well practiced move. He chews slower, but finishes the frog soon enough, the rest of the council looking on with deep uncertainty and a tiny bit of hunger, but no actual fear. They’re Jedi Masters; they’ve eaten everywhere, it’s just a little weird for a human to be eating a live animal and Yoda as far as anyone knew only ate stew and also they were in the middle of a council meeting.

Yoda belches and Luke smiles genially.

“Take you on as my padawan learner, I will. Much to learn you have, much to teach you, I do.”

Luke beams. The council looks on in shock. 

“Master Yoda,” Mace Windu says hesitantly, “He’s clearly in his late 20s, at the earliest. If this is about the... frog thing-”

“Was a pleasant surprise, the frog. The reason for my decision, it is not. Had some training already, he has. Know each other before this day, we do. Taking over for a Master passed into the force, I am merely. Our custom, this is.”

Luke bows lowly and an initiate is summoned to escort him to the quartermasters and then the long-empty padawan suite next to Yoda’s chambers. 

Qui-Gon and Anakin are brought in and. Well. It’s a little hard for them to simply reject the boy after Yoda just pulled that stunt. He’s sent to the initiates dorm, eventually. Mace Windu has a headache from the shatterpoints blinking in and out of existence. Shaak Ti is delighted to discuss a hunting trip with Master Yoda and his new padawan learner Luke Svader. 

The force dances.

I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED MY FAVORITE TIKTOK EDIT OF NO WAY HOME NOOOOOOO

IT WAS ONE WHERE THEY WERE LIKE “you don’t remember what she looks like” WITH ALL THREE SPIDERMEN WITH BLURRY FACES AND THEN A LIST OF THEIR ABILITIES

Can anyone recommend any good dad Vader fics? Can feature Luke at any age or any Vader redemption or Luke corruption, I don’t care. Even Force Ghost Anakin is cool! Please just anything involving those two 😭 🤲

Old Luke travels back in time to persuade his younger version to stay away from Kyle Ron, keep training Grogu and marry his hot Mandalorian father in the process.

Young Luke: So there I was minding my own business. This crazy old Jedi shows up. He says he’s my distant relative. I don’t see any resemblance. So he says “How would you like to be happy?” So I said “Sure”.