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Skywalker twins meet their clan!

Based off of @prankprincess123 au prompts and @eyeloch native Lothalian au. Don't know why but I want to combine the two ideas. Hope this pleases you. 

The twins meet their youngling clan -including Galen Marek, Ezra Bridger and Mara Jade - for the first time.

A Galaxy reunited. Chancellor Palpatine has been exposed as the Sith Lord Darth Sidious, he flees to wild space with his follwers in tow. Palpatine’s conspiracy reveled thanks to the efforts and sacrifices of Padawans Ahsoka Tano, Barriss Offee and Caleb Dume. With Bail Organa as Chancellor and Padme Amidala as Vice Chair many have joined or rejoined the republic. With Mace Windu stepping down from his postion as Master of The Order and giving the position to his former Padawan Depa Billaba in hopes she will help the mass reformation succeed caused by her Padawan Caleb Dume. Now in the court yard of the Coruscant Temple Anakin Skywalker and his wife Padme Amidala walk with many other parents and guardians delivering their children to their clans. 

 The halls of the Jedi temple were bustling with activity. Returning students bid their families farewell as they start a new year of lessons while the families of new initiates were being led by Padawans. Families that have Jedi in them like the Mareks, Skywalkers and Koons need no assistance finding their ways.

  “How many people are we sharing a room with?” “Will  their be any girls my age?” “Will they be all human or other species?”

  Little Leia and Luke excitedly bombard their father Anakin with as many questions they can think of. Padme chuckled at her husband’s look over the multiple questions.

  “My Sweets, one at a time. Let your Father process them first.” Her children looked at sheepishly. “It’s okay Padme. Luke and Leia are just very excited.” “Yeah Mama, Luke and I are gonna be Jedi like Daddy!” “Where going to be the greatest Jedi ever!” The two seven year olds cheered.

  “Skywalker!“ Anakin turned from his family to the source of the voice, recognizing his fellow knight. “Marek!”

 Kento Marek and his son Galen approached the Skywalkers with two other families in tow. Anakin and Padme greeted their friend. “Galen!” The twins cheered seeing their friend. “Luke! Leia! I want you me my new friends and our clans mate.”  “I'm Mara Jade.” “Hello I'm Jai Kell.” The red headed girl and rusty hair boy greeted.

 The adults chuckled at the chattering children as they try to usher the children to their clans quarters. “Knight Marek aren't we supposed to have one more student with us?” Mr. Jade inquired. “Oh yes were going to meet him with Padawan Dume.”

 “Is Padawan Dume his older brother?” Mrs. Jade asked. “No, Padawan Dume is Ezra Bridger’s future master. They have a special connection called a Force Bond.” Kento explained

 “I’m afraid Ezra is one of the many orphans of war. Him also being a hybrid of a rare, nearly extinct species with a wide array of health concerns that come from being a hybrid is in the Jedi custody.” Padme supplied.

 “Please Caleb No!” “Speak of the Hutt.” Anakin Joked.

 The group came upon a nerf tailed young man with stubble holding a small boy with stripes and tiny spots . A green Twi’lek with tattooed lekku wearing a flight academy uniform helping her companion calm the child.

  “Hera don't let Caleb leave me here!” Ezra cried. “Little love, Caleb and I have classes. So do you.” “Yeah Ezra, you get to make new friends and learn new things. You’ll have lots of fun.” Ezra’s only response was to whimper and bury is snot covered face in the crook of Caleb’s neck. Hera snorted at her boyfriends grimacing face.

  “Padawan Dume. Lady Syndulla. Its nice to see you two again.”  Hera’s lekku twitched in agitation over noble rank being used. “Vice Chair Amidala, its nice to see you too but I'm actually going by Cadet Syndulla.”  She replied icily. “I’m sorry, its just your father seemed to be agai-” “Senator Syndulla does not dictate every aspect of my life Vice Chair!” Hera venomously retorted. Caleb and the other members of the group rubbed their necks or coughed nervously. 

“Riiiiiiggghhhht. Right. Um Ezra look one of your crèche mates are from Lothal too.” Caleb tried to Lessing the tension in the air. Ezra brought his head up from Caleb’s neck to see.

 “Do you want to come down and say hi to the others?” Ms. Kell offered him. Ezra finally decided to come down an introduced himself to the group. Leia and Mara grabbed Ezra’s hands and dragged him to the other children.

 The adults and two teens managed to herd the children to the crèche master of clan wolf. “Welcome younglings to Clan Wolf, for the rest of the week we will be introducing and getting to know one another. Then we will begin your training.” The elderly master addressed everyone. After a brief meeting on the odds and ends, parents said their goodbyes and hugged their children.

 “Be a good girl Mara and don't forget to leave us messages.” “The apartment will be lonely with out you my Sweets.” “I’ll see you again on vistior day Jai.” “Your mother will be back from her mission soon Galen. She’ll be happy to see your new friends then.”

 “Don't worry Ezra I'll come to visit and Caleb will be here if you need anything.” Hera was hugging Ezra, burying her face in his fluffy hair. With the rest of the parents gone. Leia, Mara, Luke, Jai, Galen and reluctant Ezra introduced themselves.

 Leia, Luke and Galen learned Mara, Jai and Ezra were birthday buddies. Mara told them how her parents were astronomers. Jai’s mother was a seamstress. Everyone already knew who the twins and Galen’s parents were. Ezra shyly told them how his father was a doctor while his mother worked in with broadcast towers.

 Once they started talking about animals Ezra began to open up some more. The five seven year olds were amazed by his knowledge. Mara and Leia noticed how soft Ezra hair was and began playing with it. Galen and Luke started to trace some of Ezra’s smaller spots on his arms.

 “Stop! Your not supposed to touch his hair or markings.” Jai panicked. “Its just hair.” Mara stated. “His markings looks so cool.” Galen whined. “Because it’s considered rude.” “But we touch people’s hair all the time.” Luke replied with confusion. Leia who seemed the most diplomatic of the six understood Jai’s outburst. “Our cultures might see it as okay but Ezra and Jai’s don't see that way.”

 “Sorry Ezra we didn't mean to offend you?” “We didn't know next time well be carful.” “Its okay guys next time ask someone but you can still play with my or markings. You too Jai you have permission.” Jai hesitantly began tracing the spots long with the boys. The five developed a circle around Ezra. He felt safe around them and began to purr out of content.

 When the crèche master went to put them down for a nap she noticed the three boys and two girls using Ezra as a pillow. His Purring had lull them to sleep. Taking a picture she sent it to Dume, Skywalker and Marek.

 Marek sent the picture to his wife Mallie, the Jades and Ms. Kell. Skywalker sent it to his Wife Padme, Master, Padawan and various other family members and clones of the 501st. Caleb sent it to Hera, their friend Zeb on Lasan, the Masters of his Lineage, Styles and Gray with the rest of the battalion. Even Wolffe, Rex and Gregor got it sense they were the ones to find Ezra.

 Not wanting to disturbed them the Crèche master placed blankets on them. It caused the children to snuggle into the Ezra even more making him purr louder and mewl like a kitten.  

This took longer then I wanted it too. Constructive Criticism is always welcomed. Hoped everyone likes this.  Now I'm going to bed because I have 4:30am to 2pm shift tomorrow and its 11:40. 

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What sparked me becoming a feminist was how sexist my father, and majority of the 'men' I know are. At first, it was me rubbing successful women and all of my successes in his face out of spite of him and his rhetoric, but then me being a feminist became a way of life for me. And he hates it.

What or who sparked your feminist awakening? Send me an ask or write it in a message (let me know if you want to share it anonymously or not)!

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Imagine your OTP trying to cook.

Ezra: Don't lick that whisk yet, I still need to use it!

Tristan: What, you want me to lick something else?!

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Kanan’s Death and Rebirth

 After re-watching Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2 it got me thinking. What if Kanan does physically die but ends up in a force limbo and ends up talking to his master. Like Harry he would be given the choice to become one with the force or go back. We’ve seen resurrection before with Ahsoka so, its not a stretch he could come back. Maybe its through death he can truly become Caleb Dume once again and be the Jedi he was meant to be through his rebirth. Maybe the score Kanan’s end is the end of Kanan and the return of Caleb. Maybe its just wishful thinking on my part to see him alive.

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A Chapter ends and a New one Begins

Star Wars has always been a constant in my life. It is the only Series where despite all its flaws, I cant help but be optimistic. With most other things I'm a fan of such as Harry Potter, Transforms, My little pony(Yes, I'm a brony. Fight me.) Rick and Morty, Samurai Jack, Dragon Ball, Yugioh, anything to do with DC or Marvel etc., I’m more pessimistic. I don't know what it is about Star Wars but I cant help but feel happy. 

 I grew up watching Star Wars Clone Wars(2003) and Star War the Clone Wars(2008). But I stopped watching it shows like this when I got older thinking I was too big for them.

Star Wars Rebels came out when I was Seventeen, a Junior in High School, during a hard period of my life. I was diagnosed with depression, anxiety and PTSD. So when Rebels came out I fell in love with Star Wars all over again. It made me feel like a little like my self again.

 Fats forward and I'm Twenty-One now. There has been a lot of mile stones in my life. Some good and some bad. I found my first pay check to pay check job and I've worked there for a year now. I’ve made many friends, reconnected with family and some relationships have become strained. My nieces where born and sadly I lost my father to a heart attack. 

 By the time Rebels ends a new chapter will open up for me. My sister and her family is coming back. My Sister, Brother-in-law and myself are going back to school. This Show has given me confidence to write and explore with my art skills. It gave me the confidence to finally start my youtube review channel.

 It will be strange when the show end because I know their are people like @countessofkrownest and @nay-evigilata grew up with it. For those like @amaximinalist  who have gain some opportunities while others like @eyeloch wonder about how their tumblr will be effected. For many the end of the Show will mark the end of a chapter in their lives but giving what we’ve seen with other forms of media, I don't think we’ll say goodbye to many of these characters yet.

Times are scary right now weather it be a personal matter or a public matter. I know @countessofkrownest and @nay-evigilata are worry for their futures as they enter into their final months of school.

 Star Wars Rebels was a simple story, that I believe it reminded us of hope and compassion. I will take what I've learned from Rebels and go forth in many new chapters of life with little more hope. I would like for others to see this and share how Rebels has had impact on their lives. 

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Force Sensitive Clone Children

 So, I have been doing some research into the Mandalorian culture and came across a character known as Venku Skirata. He is the son of the Jedi Etain Tur-Murkan and the clone trooper Darman Skirata. He inherited his mothers force sensitivity. I know them mostly through wiki and @izzyovercoffee post. I've always wondered what if other clones who have biological children are force sensitive.

  How would this effect them? If the Jedi order and republic never fell would they be seen as free people or as property? Would the Jedi train them? Would they be denied to interact with their fathers or family? Would the republic treat them as a new slave army?  We know the scientist on Kamino would treat them as science experiments.

 Ignoring the whole Fett no longer being a Mandolorian debate. How would the Mandalorians react because from what I can infer some Mando trainers adopted a few clones. Would they considered the clone trooper children as Mandalorian children being stolen from them.

 I would love to get a discussion going to see other people thoughts on this.

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Experimental Chapter

This is a experimental chapter on a bigger narrative I'm working on. World building based of stories and head cannons by @amaximinalist and @eyeloch. So credit goes to them.

Tristan exited the birth chamber with a little bundle swathed in two blankets. The first layer was a pale-yellow blanket embroidered with little Iron Hears at the edges. The second layer was a dyed blanket woven from dry grass native to Krownnest and Lothal. Ezra had woven his chest plate design and his favorite nursery rhyme from Lothal into it. 

  He could hear the whispers from onlookers as he broke tradition. Leaving his husbands side and taken their hours old son to a different location before he was revealed to the clan. Ezra understood how the Krownnest pulled at him, being a Jedi, the force always pulled at his husband.

  is family and Clansmen contributed it to Abel Wren guiding him to greatness as the first male heir in 200 years. Abel has always impacted his actions in one way or another. It was as if he could feel the ghost’s disproval or approval him. Especially his disproval when it came to the Empire.

   Whimpering from the baby brought him out of his darker thoughts. Cursing himself he stop a few corridors away from their destination. Tristan nuzzled his nose against the tiny nose of his sons. “K’urr little dear k’urr, we’ll go back to Papa in just a moment. You and Daddy’s little adventure is almost over.” Cooing to his son in hope of calming him.

 Babies were naturally sensitive to their surroundings, force sensitive ones even more so. Tristan just had to be a little more careful with his emotions around the baby. Sighing he continued to their destination.

 The Count finally stepped in front of the ornate double doors that bore his Clan’s iconography. The guards gave a slight bow to their chieftain doing everything they can to avoid looking at his son. It was clearly an attempt to honor the tradition he was breaking. The guards each grabbed a decorative door handles and open the ancient doors for the two Counts.

   He entered the room of Chieftains letting out a breath trepidation. The room held ancient portraits of passed chieftains and was opened to all Wrens. Outsiders of the Clan were only allowed in during the rare time of abdication to see the abdicating chief hang their most recent portrait of themselves. Again, his son whimpered over his emotions and the long absence away from Ezra. He cooed to his son once more.

“Almost done little dear. Daddy needs to speak to someone and then we’ll go back to Papa.” Approaching the portrait of Abel Wren, he kneeled presenting his son. “Count Abel Wren, I am your descendant and follower Count Tristan Wren in my arms is my first born. In the past I declared that my first son would always be named in your honor for the guidance you have given me.”

Many of the Wren children would declare the names of future warriors they would raise into glory. He always picked Abel for his son and Isolde for his mother’s late sister. “In the past I have always felt your approval over it but since my Husband Count Ezra Bridger-Wren pregnancy and recent birth I have felt your disproval.” Tristan chest felt heavy over portraits disproving gaze. The baby began to cry. “At first I thought it was over my marriage to him but then I realized something when we swathed my son into traditional blankets.”

The disproving turned curious gaze of the portrait looked down at his wailing son. “My husband is from another culture, but he stills follows are ways, I have barely returned the favor.” Besides the mixed cultured wedding, a few holidays, the courtship and the enclosed garden that is a replica of Lothal’s landscape Tristan really hasn't done much. Looking at his son’s scrunched baby blue eyes that would one day turned either brown or a darker blue.

“I wished to honor your name one day but right now I must honor my husband and his sacrifices. So, with your blessing I will begin to add more of Lothal’s iconography to the compound. Allowing those of my line know what my husband and sister fought for.” The gaze turned eager, willing him to say more. Like a spell on his son the wailing began to turn into sniffles as the ghost’s emotions changed. “Count Abel Wren, I give you Count Ephraim Bridger-Wren of Clan Wren, House Vizsla.”

His declaration caused the portrait’s gaze to be approval once more. His chest began to lighten over Ephraim’s giggling. Bowing his head last time, the Counts left the room. “Ok little dear were going back to Papa now.” The mention of Papa had Ephraim squealing in delight. Chuckling Tristan placed a kiss on the tuft of brown hair and made his way back to the birthing chamber.

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I have a little cute headcannon due to my Boba Fett Plushy. The Protectors are elite warriors of the Mandalore. Even their armor suggest that you don't mess them. Parents would tell their scared children stories of the Protectors and how they’ll chase away the aruetii or stop the Jetti from stealing them. Little stuff toys were made in their image as newborns or orphaned children were born or brought into the clans. Given as welcome gifts for the adopted and good luck charms for newborns. They would be put on shelves, dressers or cribs as a form of protection and comfort for them.  Probably could be used as engagement gifts too. They could even use them for memorial purposes.

cabur - protector or guardian

ika - little

 So if I was to give these little guys a name I would probably use cabur’ika. Hopefully I translated it correctly to little protector. Different clans would have their own way of making them. You could tell what clan made them based off material and stitch work. As time went on some mandalorian movements such as death watch or the super commandos would make their own.