Legacy of the Force rewrite concept: Darth Caedus is not Jacen Solo, but a new character with a surprising connection to Luke Skywalker and Shira Brie/Lumiya
The premise behind this concept is that rather than character-assassinating Jacen Solo, we see the introduction of Caedus as a new character working as Lumiya’s apprentice as she attempts to create a new dark side order to replace the Sith (assume Dark Nest didn’t happen or at the very least went down differently) and undermine the Galactic Alliance in the aftermath of the Yuuzhan Vong War. As the series goes on, it’s eventually revealed that Caedus (who’s a few years older than the Solo twins) is Lumiya’s son, and has a surprising interest in/connection to Ben Skywalker, though nobody knows why. This leads to a second revelation later in the series, however, where Caedus is revealed to be the biological son of Lumiya… and Luke Skywalker. Turns out that Caedus is actually a byproduct of the brief relationship Luke and Shira had back before she was revealed to be an Imperial agent (you’d probably need to retcon the details from the original comics, but let’s face it - those comics barely fit into the established EU canon as it stands), with Lumiya having raised Caedus in secret and cultivated her son’s natural talent in the Force in the hopes that he’d one day become the instrument of her vengeance against Luke (since he’s continuing Darth Vader’s legacy) and destruction of the Galactic Alliance. Honestly, if they’d gone through with this, I can’t help but wonder how Mara, Ben and especially Luke himself would take this revelation, especially after Lumiya dies and Caedus becomes the main antagonist for the rest of the series…
How do you imagine/want this scenario playing out? Would this have worked out better than turning the Living Jedi Dream into a Sith Lord for shock value? Share your thoughts!
Let your wife handle it, man. She’s good at what she does.
Because I was asked for some Jag and Jaina and goddamn I love these idiots like… WAY too much. You have no idea. My babies. My favourites. Help. Some LOTF or post-FOTJ versions of these two. I’ll prolly post some NJO-era versions of ‘em later.
Bonus:
Nobody can see you’re napping if you wear your helmet.
Oooooh boy. I have soooo many. But my favorite one:
Kesh surrenders and what better way to secure and show loyalty to a treaty then to offer up one of Kesh's most prominent young sabers from a major, influential house as part of the deal.
Could vestara have gotten out of it? Probably. But the potential gain from the political boost far outweigh any other concerns. Especially when taking keshiri marriage headcanons into account
Sometimes life gives you a pile of trash and tells you it’s a gift. You look at this gift and think “am I wrong for not liking it I mean, this is complete and total garbage” but no everyone sees that it IS a pile of garbage. And because everyone sees it is a pile of garbage you realize that recognisition is the real gift L O L
Sakura looked up from the book she was reading to see Naruto holding up a can of whipped cream.
“Yeah, I only opened it up a couple of days ago, it should be fine.”
Naruto shook the can and gave her a wry grin. “You ate this much of it already?”
“You’ve got a problem with that?”
Naruto held his hands up at her glare, though his tone was slick. “Of course not, Sakura-chan, were you plannin’ to finish it off, or would you give poor ole me the pleasure of tastin’ some?”
“Don’t be annoying, Naruto.” She rolled her eyes at him. “Try it with some strawberries, they go really well together.”
Naruto looked at the can again and hummed, nodding his head as he placed it back in the fridge.
“What? Not going to have any after giving me grief? I might finish it now, you know?”
“You’re way too sweet to me to do that,” Naruto said as he sat on the couch next to her, tapping the underside of her leg and she put her feet on his lap as he started to massage them. “I’ll have it tonight for dessert, yeah?”
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They made out like breathing was optional, Naruto’s hands charting the curves of her body as he kept her close to him. Sakura’s hand was curled into the back of Naruto’s hair, turning his head slightly when she wanted to deepen their kiss. It was a symphony of moans and gasps, the slide of their tongues against each other harmonious.
Heat coiled through Sakura’s veins and settling down over her stomach, her head buzzing with the need to be closer to Naruto.
Which is why she whined when he broke their kiss, a quick peck on the edge of her lips before he untangled himself from her.
“W-where are you going?” Sakura asked, blinking out of her kiss-drunk stupour as Naruto left their couch and made his way to the fridge.
“I’m gettin’ my dessert.”
“Now?!”
Naruto laughed as he opened the fridge and pulled out the whipped cream can, shaking it as he made his way back to her.
“Yeah, now. My sweet tooth is achin’. Why don’t you take your shirt off for me?”
“Oh!” Sakura’s face was warm as she pulled her shirt off and then her bra before Naruto pushed her down on the couch.
“Open wide, baby, ‘nd stick your tongue out.”
“Are you my doctor now?” Sakura teased and Naruto winked at her.
“I’ll definitely be givin’ you an injection later.”
“That’s so gross,” Sakura whined and Naruto smirked, shaking the can once more and then gently squeezing on her jaw. Sakura did as Naruto wanted, opening her mouth and displaying her tongue for him. Naruto placed the tip of the can over her tongue, pressing on the nozzle and spraying a swirl of whipped cream on it.
It was sweet, for a moment, before Naruto was on her, his tongue sweeping away the cream and suckling the leftovers on her bottom lip before he pulled away again. Sakura licked her lips like she could still taste that sweetness while Naruto placed the opening against her chest.
“Ah, fuck, that’s cold!” Sakura hissed as Naruto pressed on the nozzle again.
“S’okay, Sakura-chan, I’ll take care of it soon,” Naruto cooed as she finished spraying a generous amount of whipped cream over her tits, like a facsimile of when painted her chest with his cum.
He reached for her breast, gathering the underside of it in his palm, squeezing and pushing the shape of her up before he began licking on it.
His tongue was warm as he lapped up the cream, taking her nipple into his mouth and sucking it clean, even as his lips and tongue worked her over in a filthy manner.
Naruto replaced the cream with saliva, Sakura’s hand on the back of his head, encouraging him to give the same treatment to her other nipple.
“Mmm, yeah,” Sakura moaned as Naruto kissed along her chest, swallowing down the whipped cream as he worshiped her skin. His fingers played with her cleaned nipple, pinching and pulling as he suckled on the other, his tongue running circles over her areola.
Naruto let his teeth tease her swollen nipple as he pulled away, kissing down the mess he made on her chest and leaving spit in the place of cream. His tongue lapped at the skin of her stomach and Naruto began shaking the can again, ready to spray more whipped cream on her belly when it sputtered out with a woosh of air.
“Huh? Empty already? Jeez, Sakura-chan, you could’ve saved a little more for me, y’know?”
“Naruto,” she growled with half a mind to kick him off her, but instead she raised her hips when he tossed the can behind him and reached for the waistband of her shorts and panties.
“No need to apologize. You can make it up to me with my favourite treat instead, yeah?” Naruto pulled her clothes off and throw them over the can, his greedy mouth already kissing wet down her abdomen.
“You’re so dumb,” Sakura said, her breath hitching when his lips met her soaked cunt. She looked down her body, Naruto catching her eyes with his nose pressed down on her mound and her tongue heavy on her cunt.
Sakura’s cheeks flushed when he winked at her, his tongue eager running through her folds. Sakura moaned and pressed her thighs against Naruto’s cheeks, her hands in his hair to hold him down while her hips bucked up and she fucked his face.
Naruto’s moaning into her, his fingers gripping tight on her skin as he moved his mouth up to her clit, her eyes staring up at her as he sucked.
He was always merciless when he got to her clit, tongue lashing over her while his cheeks hollowed from the pressure until she flooded his mouth, her arousal washing away the cream.
