#Coleman Trebor

[gffa]

STAR WARS CHARACTER ENCYCLOPEDIA (2021) + Fun Facts:

Adi Gallia is respect for her powers of intuition.

Adi Gallia is a valuable intelligence source to Senate leaders, indicating some kind of diplomat to the Senate kind of relation.

Agen Kolar is known to strike first and ask questions later, he is also a valuable member of the Jedi High Council.

Agen is a master swordsmith, not just a highly skilled sword wielder, indicating there’s probably an entire Jedi discipline of sword-making?

"Anakin's bond with his teacher, Obi-Wan Kenobi, is strong. They make a dynamic team in the Clone Wars."

Barriss specialized in tandem fighting and used the Force to keep her actions perfectly in synch with her partner Luminara.

Coleman Trebor is the only known Vurk (from an ocean world) to have joined the Jedi Order.

Depa offers an ordered perspective to the wind-ranging minds of her fellow Jedi.

Jedi Master Mace Windu rescued Depa Billaba from space pirates who destroyed her parents. Eventually, Windu took Billaba as his Padawan. Over the years, they have developed a close bond.

"Kenobi has a healthy independent streak and truly formidable lightsaber skills."

"The bond between Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker is strong as they fight through the Clone Wars."

Plo Koon, Saesee Tiin, and Obi-Wan Kenobi are considered great pilots of the Jedi.

Plo Koon is an awesome fighter and has strong telekinetic powers.

Saesee Tiin has more telepathic powers than most Jedi (who are closer to empathic than anything).

Torgruta Shaak Ti is one of the best Jedi fighters in group combat. Her hollow head montrals sense space ultrasonically, sharping her spacial awareness.

Stass Allie is a formidable warrior, but her talent for battlefield medicine is also impressive. These first-aid skills have saved the lives of troops under her command during the Clone Wars.

Stass Allie and Adi Gallia are cousins.

Yaddle trained Oppo Rancisis.

Yaddle has devoted a lot of time to scholarly interests, and spends much time in the Jedi Archives.

Yarael Poof has a mischievous side and enjoys playing mind tricks on colleagues.

Note: While this book was put out very recently, indicating an intention for these mentions to be canon, I would be careful of taking these as Hard Fact until they’ve appeared in an actual story somewhere (and sometimes they’re already wrong, 2019′s Master and Apprentice shows Qui-Gon was offered a seat on the Council, while this book says he wasn’t).  But they are SUPER FUN details to help expand the world in the meantime!

#jedi order #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #ahsoka tano #mace windu #adi gallia #aayla secura #barriss offee #count dooku #agen kolar #coleman trebor #depa billaba #eeth koth #even piell #ki adi mundi #luminara unduli #kit fisto #plo koon #qui gon jinn #saesee tiin #shaak ti #stass allie #yaddle #yarael poof #yoda #reference #long post #rosario dawson

[infinitepunches]

Everyone asks "Who IS Marrok?" but never "Who WAS Marrok?"

#darth maul returns again #kanan jarrus #anakin skywalker #qui gon jinn #coleman trebor #morgan elsbeth #ahsoka spoilers #marrok #galen marek #barriss offee #star wars #nightsisters #ahsoka tano #dathomir

[bl00000g]

You ever think about how the Jedi council probably has a private comlink channel to bitch about all the other masters?

The councilmembers’ participation in said channel:

Mace Windu: ✅ doesn’t participate in gossip about other masters but definitely complains about padawans

Adi Gallia: ✅ Gossips more about actions then the people themselves

Agen Kolar:❓sometimes, listens a lot but rarely joins in

Coleman Kcaj: ❓ does not participate except for major events

Coleman Trebor: ✅ Does not participate in gossip per se, but gives his opinion on the actions of others

Depa Billaba: ✅ Acts as a counterbalance, offering reasons for why certain actions may have been taken

Eeth Koth: ✅ yes but gossips about actions than people

Even Piell: ✅✅ Gossips about **everyone and everything**

Ki-Adi-Mundi ✅: yes but not about members of the order

Kit Fisto: ✅ yes but only about silly things

Plo Koon: ✅ yes but only about people who deserve it

Saesee Tiin: ✅ offers a more objective analysis to gossip

Shaak Ti: ✅ yes, but *SHE DEFENDS LITERALLY EVERYONE SHE TALKS ABOUT

Stass Allie: ✅ yes but only about political events

Qui-Gon: ❌ (declined to join the council because he can’t be bothered to keep up with the gossip/j)

#yes this is about more than 12 members #sw shit #jedi gossip #mace windu #adi gallia #agen kolar #coleman kcaj #coleman trebor #depa billaba #eeth koth #even piell #ki adi mundi #kit fisto #plo koon #plo koon my beloved #saesee tiin #shaak ti #stass allie #qui gon jinn

[juliearchery107]

And then there's Dooku...

Lucas: And you get a name *throws one at The Emperor*

Lucas: And you get a name *throws two at the Fetts*

Lucas: And you get a name *throws one at the assassin lady that failed to kill Padme*

Lucas: And you get a name *throws eight at all of Padme's handmaidens*

Lucas: And you get a name *throws one at the dinosaur Jedi that did nothing but get shot down by Jango*

Dooku: What about me?

Lucas: You don't

#star wars #george lucas #count dooku #darth sidious #sheev palpatine #jango fett #boba fett #zam wesell #naboo handmaidens #coleman trebor #moteé #yané #eirtaé #rabé #dormé #versé #teckla minnau #saché #when you're one of the main villains but don't get a name

[starwarsweirdos]

Round 1 - Salacious B Crumb vs Coleman Trebor

#bracket #character bracket #poll #star wars #star wars weirdos #salacious b crumb #coleman trebor

[siryl]

An acrylic painting of Coleman Trebor by Jason Edmiston.

#star wars #episode ii #attack of the clones #jason edmiston #coleman trebor #vurk #alien #geonosis strike team

[janjanbinksss]

#Star wars #Bro said 🚶‍♂️ #Coleman Trebor

[direwolfrules]

Some more scenarios I would want in a Star Wars What If? series:

Confirmed Korkie Kenobi (because the only place this would get confirmed would be an alternate universe)

Instead of the Children of the Watch Din gets rescued by the Nite Owls

Obi-Wan falls to the Dark after Satine’s death

Obi-Wan falls to the Dark after Qui-Gon’s death

Obi-Wan as someone else’s padawan

Marshal Commander Fox of the 7th Sky Corps and Commander Cody of the Coruscant Guard

Anakin believes Fives about the chips (their existence, not the Chancellor being behind them)

Qui-Gon survives Naboo

Secret Rebel from the beginning Ursa Wren

Sidious dies from Dark Side corruption before he can enact his plan.

Coleman Trebor manages to defeat Dooku at Geonosis

Sar Labooda survives Geonosis (let baby Caleb have an aunt dammit!)

Sabine actually manages to destroy all the data on the Duchess the first time

Ezra’s second lightsaber is also a gunsaber

Dooku chickens out before he can kill Sifo-Dyas

Jango Fett survives Geonosis

The New Mandalorians are an actual entity in Rebels

Kanan realizes Leia’s Force-sensitive during “A Princess on Lothal”

The detonator remote works at Rishi base

Fives is the one blown up at the Citadel while Echo gets away

Someone other than Chopper follows Ezra to Tatooine

Crosshair’s chip malfunctions like the rest of the Batch

A different Bad Batcher’s chip activates

Force-Sensitive Jar Jar Binks

Mother Talzin makes a deal with the Jedi instead of the Sith

Marshal Commander Rex of the 7th Sky Corps and Captain Cody of the 501st

Bariss gets caught before she can successfully frame Ahsoka

The Death Star malfunctions upon its first full-power firing (Alderaan).

#star wars #star wars au #korkie kryze #korkie kenobi #obi wan kenobi #din djarin #nite owls #sabine wren #ezra bridger #count dooku #bariss offee #jango fett #kanan jarrus #jar jar binks #mother talzin #the bad batch #crosshair #leia organa #qui gon jinn #clone trooper fives #domino squad #coleman trebor #sar labooda #captain rex #commander cody #commander fox #anakin skywalker #satine kryze #ursa wren #clone trooper echo

[hereticpriest]

Mercy Chapter 3: Instincts

Rating: Explicit 18+

MDNI

Relationship: Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

To begin with, some warnings about this story: A/B/O Dynamics, Female Alpha, Male Omega, Some chapters may involve messing with the whole 'alphas are always dom and omegas are always sub' because I think nuance exists even in A/B/O dynamics, Fucking with the timeline (this is a blend of Canon, Legends, and original lore), Minimal use of Y/N (Explained in the first chapter), Reader is an alien species of my own creation and thus has a physical description, Familial bonds explored heavily, Clone rights explored heavily, Violence is more graphic than canon-typical however any graphic descriptions will be noted, AFAB reader, Not beta-read so I apologize for any mistakes.

Chapter Warnings: Frottage/dry humping/thigh grinding, more exposition, fantasizing about your friend, manipulation and discussion of violence. If you notice any missing warnings, please let me know!

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Masterlist - Part One - Part Two - Part Four

Chapter 3: Instincts

By the time you turned twenty-three, you had been going on missions without your Master for a couple of years, often paired up with other similarly aged Padawans or Jedi Knights. You were preparing for the trials at the advice of your Master, as the Council wanted you to take them a little earlier than normal - within the next year or so. You understood why - despite your blockers and your self-control, your Alpha nature was obvious to anyone who saw you. Even other Alphas that you encountered on missions had a habit of deferring to you, which often made your job easier as a diplomatic mediator. Your nature was tamed, but the Council wanted you to face the trials early, believing that that would help you further in your efforts to suppress the instincts that you battled every day.

The Council called for you while your Master was gone on a mission to Dac to help the Mon Calamari with an investigation, and you were pleasantly surprised to find Master Qui-Gon Jinn waiting for you by the entrance to the chambers. Since your old Master left the Order, Qui-Gon had been kind enough to meet with you when he had the time, rare as that was. You would have tea together, sometimes with Obi-Wan if he was around. Something felt very right when all of you were together, and you knew you weren’t the only one who felt it. The older man smiled warmly, placing a hand between your shoulder blades as he guided you through the doors.

“It appears we will be working together, young Padawan. I am pleased to have the chance.” He said as he led you in. The Council was in limited attendance today, though Masters Yoda, Mace Windu, Coleman Trebor, and Ki Adi Mundi were present. You knew many of the Masters were busy on their own missions right now - it was a busy year with many small outbreaks of violence. Master Windu offered a small smile at the sight of you both, and brought up a holo of a planet you hadn’t been to before he began speaking.

He explained that there was a bar on Daiyu in which a Twi’lek bounty hunter named Ros Bartim often collected work and rewards. He was known very well in this bar, and appeared to either know the owner or be one himself. Ros Bartim had information about an exclusive bounty that the Council heard involved an unknown senator on Coruscant. He’s looking for assistance on this job as he is known as a criminal on the Core worlds and can’t travel very easily there. According to Council intelligence, Ros Bartim is an Alpha who only respects Alphas, and won’t entreat with any other designation. He has a lot of respect for powerful Alphas especially, and has been known to gossip a little when loosened up with their presence. Your job was to get the details of the bounty from Ros Bartim, including the origin of the bounty, the reward, the target and the timeline.

You had been selected for this job not only because you were identified as an exceptionally powerful Alpha during your presentation and thereafter, but also because the Council believed that you would be able to follow the will of the Force and the Jedi Code while embracing your natural instincts. This was a huge show of trust, and you felt a hundred feet tall, bolstered by their belief in you.

“You will need to remove your scent blockers for this mission, young Padawan. You will need to listen to your instincts, and behave as an Alpha while retaining your presence of mind. Master Qui-Gon will masquerade as your pack-bonded Beta, and will help you keep your head even if the situation were to get difficult. We trust that you will get this job done without compromising yourself. We’ve sent the details of the mission to your datapad. May the Force be with you.” Master Windu dismissed you, and you bowed before leaving with Master Qui-Gon.

“You’ll need to shower. Pack your things, and I will meet you in one hour in your rooms.” The older Beta instructed, giving you a nod of his head before departing from your side. You put your robes through the laundry to remove the lingering sterile odor of the scent blockers you wore every day of your life as soon as you got through the door. It took you twenty minutes to shower thoroughly enough that you had removed all traces of the scent blockers you had worn, and another ten to pack your bag with necessities. Running entirely on instinct, you began to rub your chin against your cloak, scenting the fabric so it wouldn’t smell so clean and fresh.

“Ah, that’s a smart idea.” Master Qui-Gon commented idly from the doorway, and you looked up at him sharply, startled that you hadn’t noticed him in your distraction. It took you a second to blink back to reality and relax your posture.

“Hello Master Qui-Gon. I should… probably scent you before we go as well. If you’re to be…” You hesitated to say mine, even as the thought made your teeth ache.

“You will need to lean into your instincts for this mission, young Padawan. It may be uncomfortable, but I will not hold anything you need to do during this mission against you. I will need to follow your lead, as I am not as familiar with Alpha to Alpha dynamics. I trust you, Mercy. Do you trust me?” He asked, and you took a deep breath to calm yourself before nodding.

“I do trust you. You… You should refer to me as Alpha. I’ll have to call you my Beta. I apologize ahead of time for any displays of possessiveness - it will take me some time to lean into my instincts, and it will be better - easier - if I start now. Do you mind if I scent you?” You asked, and had to bite back a pleased chuff when he exposed his neck in offering. In the back of your mind, a chorus of your Alpha instincts roared with delight. He wants to be mine, wants to be mine. Big strong Jedi Beta wants to be mine. My pack. It was embarrassing how right it all felt. You’d long known that you were destined for a pack of your own, even if it wasn’t exactly in line with the Jedi Code.

His scent of petrichor, jasmine and frankincense met your nose as you leaned in to rub your chin and cheek against his scent glands, and you grasped at his back, arms around his broad torso. Strong hands closed around your waist, and you chuffed in response, earning yourself a muted purr that had your tail curling around your Beta’s hips. Once his natural scent had begun to blend with your own cinnamon, forest and vetiver, you finally forced yourself to pull back, tamping down on the instincts that drove you to fortify your claim. Two steps back, and Master Qui-Gon coughed quietly, smoothing out his robes as he looked you over.

“That took wisdom and restraint, young Padawan. The Council made a good choice assigning you to this mission.” He complimented you, and you offered him a smile in return.

“Thank you. We should go, before my scent causes a stir.” That drew a laugh from the Jedi Master, and he nodded, leading you out of the dormitories. Like you, Master Qui-Gon only had a small bag with him, and he let you know that you would be taking a small cruiser for this mission. A delighted trill greeted you as you approached the cruiser, and an unpainted astromech zoomed out in front of you. It looked similar to the R2 series, though it had a more complicated holoprojector and optical system than any astromech you’d ever seen.

“D41-Z3, huh? Daisy. Do you like that name?” You patted the top of the droid gently as it gave a happy trill, checking it over for any scuffs, “You need a paint job, Daisy, you’re too cute to be plain silver.”

“That will have to wait, Padawan. Come along.” Qui-Gon encouraged as he began to walk up the ramp into your cruiser. Daisy rolled over to the front of the cruiser and was swiftly loaded into the cockpit, while you followed your companion into the ship. The journey to Daiyu was long, but you spent most of it reading your favourite holonovel with Qui-Gon sitting beside you and pretending he wasn’t reading over your shoulder. The closeness helped temper the storm inside you ignited by your newly freed instincts.

As you neared your destination, you slipped into the fresher and changed into a pair of brown padded flight pants, a white undertunic, a black armoured vest and a dark brown flight jacket. Your lightsaber fit into one of the pouches on your belt, but you also strapped a blaster to your hip, the solid weight of it comfortable enough after all of the years of blaster training you’d had to go through. Qui-Gon met you in similar clothing a few minutes later, though his outfit was looser.

Daiyu was a mess of neon, a cluster of people whose scents were so varied it was almost overwhelming. Qui-Gon’s gentle hand on your shoulder was grounding, and you led the way to the bar via the directions on your wrist comm, projecting strength with your gait alone. You pushed the door open confidently, striding towards the bar while keeping your gaze fixed forwards. A human man bumped against Qui-Gon, and while the Beta didn’t seem perturbed, you let out a low, bone-chilling growl. The man froze, hackles raising at the challenge of a fellow Alpha, but his spine turned to jelly when you bore your teeth at him. Your ears were pressed back to your skull, tail looped around Qui-Gon’s waist possessively.

“Apologize.” You sneered, and the other Alpha dipped his head submissively.

“Sorry for bumping into you.” It was directed both to Qui-Gon, and the ground, but it was enough to relax you. Combined with the way that your Beta rubbed his wrist against yours, the posturing was over, and you turned your gaze back ahead to the bar. Qui-Gon ordered you both drinks, and you scouted the bar for threats, then remembered your purpose here and took a second look around for Ros Bartim. There was a green-skinned Twi’lek Alpha in the prime booth, the one you would have chosen if you were to be in his position, and you made eye contact shamelessly. You only looked away when he dipped his gaze, but you noticed an eager grin tugging at his lips first.

Qui-Gon handed you a mint-green, translucent drink, and you sipped it calmly as you surveyed the room, bringing his wrist up to your mouth so you could press a couple of possessive kisses to his scent gland. It sent waves of calm through you, and you chuffed quietly against his skin as the tension bled out of you. You had never felt so wired in your life - on edge and tense enough you were nearly grinding your teeth. The bartender caught your attention carefully, and you narrowed your eyes at him for a second before calming.

“Your attendance has been requested at a table, Alpha. If you wouldn’t mind, a valued client of ours would like to speak with you.”

You hummed like you were considering it, checking your wrist comm as if you had better things to do, before nodding at the bartender. He directed you to your target’s table, and you led Qui-Gon over, keeping him close as the music thumped away in your chest. There was an invisible barrier around the booth in question that was being projected by a small disc under the table, and if your innate danger sense hadn’t warned you of it first, the Force would have. You walked through regardless, and once inside, the sounds of the bar dulled as if rooms away.

“You look like a woman who knows her way around a blaster.” Ros Bartim greeted you, and you gestured for Qui-Gon to sit first, guarding him with your body. You sipped your drink before answering, voice lax and casual.

“You look like a man who knows better than to waste my precious time.” You replied, watching the effect that had on him. Smelling it too. A hint of tang overtook the spice of his scent, and Qui-Gon met your gaze briefly. He was an Alpha whose interest lay in other, stronger Alphas. Not necessarily an uncommon thing, but useful, in this instance.

“Of course. I have a job, you see.” Ros declared, gesturing to the bartender with two fingers out horizontally, swiped from left to right. It clearly meant something to the other man, as he immediately headed around the circular bar to the far side. You would be nervous, however you didn’t feel anything necessarily malicious from the other Alpha. More… mischievous. “I’m looking for a… business partner. Someone a little more mobile than I am. How are you enjoying Daiyu, by the way? D’you need help finding accomodations?”

Impatience flared within you. A low growl rose in your chest, and the other Alpha stiffened, pressing his back to his seat away from you. Qui-Gon calmly took your wrist in his strong grip, rubbing his chin over your scent gland while pressing your palm to his cheek, a display of possession that sent waves of calm through you. Your ears gave a delighted shiver, exposing you, though Qui-Gon only smiled fondly at you despite very obviously noticing.

“You’ve got a pretty devoted Beta. That’s a lucky thing… rare to find one so attuned to you.” Ros commented, and you chuffed at Qui-Gon approvingly before turning your attention to your target. Your hand fell low on your Beta’s thigh, unassuming but possessive.

“Tell me about the job. I’m not here for a social call.” You informed him while the bounty hunter grinned boldly at you.

“You could be, though.” He informed you, an offer in his voice. He seemed thoroughly disarmed, no longer looking for the trap and instead looking for a treat in your presence. He glanced briefly to the side, then smiled wider and sat back in his seat. The sweet scent of honeysuckle and pear reached your nose, and you watched as a pretty human woman approached in a slinky, shimmery dress of silver sparkle. Ros nodded to her as she climbed boldly into your lap, straddling one of your thighs so as to not obstruct your conversation.

“This is Lani. She’s been pinging my comm since you walked in the door wanting an introduction.” Ros informed you, and you placed a gentle hand on the Omega’s hip to keep her from falling as you adjusted in your seat.

“The pleasure is mine, little one.” You hummed to the sweet woman in your lap, the smell of tang sharp and demanding in your nose, “Tell me about the job. We’ll talk social calls when the work is done.”

Ros grinned widely, watching the Omega girl in your lap as she began to gently rock her hips, but he finally slid a puck across the table to you. You covered it with your hand, sliding it across the table to Qui-Gon. You weren’t stupid - the Omega was both a distraction, as well as a test of your composure and control. Her arousal was real, and she wasn’t drugged, but it was a convenience for Ros. It only made the bait more tempting. Thankfully, while the woman was beautiful, you were able to keep your composure - no Omega had ever affected you nearly as strongly as your Beta’s Padawan, and you doubted one ever would.  Qui-Gon stroking his thumb over your tail where it wrapped around his waist certainly helped your concentration, tuning you back into your surroundings instead of distracting you. Your ears flicked with irritation at the position you’d been put in.

“A… unique buyer wants the Corellian Senator out of the picture. It’s a high profile job, I know. It won’t be easy, but the pay is more than worth the effort. We’ll split the reward 40/60, since you’ll be doing most of the work. I can provide any weapons, transport or access that you need.” Ros explained, drumming his fingers against the table.

“Who commissioned the job?” You asked disinterestedly, bouncing your leg to the rapturous delight of the Omega in your lap. She preened under what she assumed was attention, grinding against your thigh eagerly, chasing her undoing. Frankly, while she was surely a lovely thing, you wanted her out of your lap and out of the way.

“They want the job to be private.” Ros replied, and you snorted.

“And I want to be a Queen. We don’t always get what we want. I’m not going to take a job with that much heat for someone who can’t put out.” You retorted, answering the Omega’s soft whimpers by rocking your thigh for her. Ros watched intently as she took her pleasure from you, and you could tell from the soft pulses in his signature that he was taking more pleasure in your composure than he was in the little Omega’s orgasm. You stroked her hip comfortingly as she trembled, panting for breath, her legs shaking. Your thigh was soaked. You had a brief flash of blue eyes pleading, a soft mouth lax with your affection, and pink cheeks dotted with freckles. You blinked it away.

“Okay, okay. So serious. I bet you’d be real pretty if you let loose, but if you’re gonna be a drag about it… Look, it’s a group of political extremists based on one of Corellia’s moons. The Iron Fists. They want to destabilize the Corellian government for… Stars knows what. A coo of some sort, I’m sure. Either way, they have the funds to bankroll this bounty easily.” Ros finally gave in, and you could tell he’d been dying to tell someone. Dying to brag about the bounty he’d picked up. His eyes lit up as he told you the details, and you hummed appropriately, acting as if it had caught your interest. The small reciprocation had the other Alpha grinning as he leaned back in his seat, at ease when he should have been anything but.

You almost felt bad for him. Almost.

~

Your form shimmered into view on the holotable in the council chambers, and Qui-Gon stood beside your spectral form, arms folded in his sleeves. He was aching to get back to his chambers, knowing despite his weaker Beta nose that the scent of Alpha clung heavily to his form. He needed a shower, and to do his laundry before his Padawan got back from his mission. He didn’t want to throw Obi-Wan’s hormones out of order - the young man had such careful control of his instincts, but something about you seemed to tilt him off kilter.

“Masters, I beg your forgiveness for not coming to the Council meeting. I do not think I would be presentable, and frankly, I wouldn’t want to subject you to how overwhelming my scent is right now. I humbly request time to recalibrate, and recentre myself in the ways of the Force.” You said politely, standing in the living area of your shared chambers with your Master. He was still gone, thankfully. Despite his filtration mask, you would hate to subject him to even the trace amount of your scent he might catch. It was pouring off of you like sweat in the desert sun, and a Beta could be bothered by that even with their weaker nose.

“Grant you this request, we do. Read your reports, we have, and impressed we are with your control.” Master Yoda said, and you felt your cheeks get hot at the praise and the reason for it. You could still smell the Omega’s slick on the flight pants you’d worn, sitting in the laundry waiting for your robes to join them.

“Thank you. I will spend my time in meditation, and return to duty once I have… settled.” You promised, and Master Windu gave you a respectful nod, knowing as you did how much you needed this time. Even now, you ached to have your Beta close to you, calming you. But Master Qui-Gon was not yours, and you could centre yourself without his aid, like it or not. You simply had to remember how, after 36 hours straight of playing the role of Alpha while you arrested the Iron Fists at the Council’s behest. You’d been running on instinct for days now, and even meditation on the cruiser ride home did not even begin to lift you out of it.

You closed the hololink and stripped out of your robes, throwing them into the laundry. Naked, you locked the door to your chambers and placed a keycode override on it to ensure that even the most adamant person would have difficulty getting in. You took the longest, most indulgent shower you’d had in years, scrubbing your skin raw until you finally felt clean. You practically drowned yourself in scent blocker, and opened the windows to let out any lingering scent in the air, then got dressed in only your undertunic and pants, sitting on the round meditation cushion in the centre of the living space.

And there you remained for the better part of seven days, only getting up to eat the meals delivered to your door, or visit the fresher. You decidedly did not think about the reason why the Omega on Daiyu didn’t truly tempt you, nor did you imagine said reason sprawled in your lap the way she had been, desperately rocking his hips into your strong thigh, making the same soft whimpers. By the end of the week, you almost believed yourself.

~

“Master, did you get a new cologne?” Obi-Wan Kenobi asked as he walked into the chambers he shared with Qui-Gon. The man in question was standing in the fresher, changing into his casual robes that he often wore between missions. The bounty hunter disguise and his nicer set of robes were piled in the laundry closet haphazardly, as if he’d stripped in a hurry and tossed them on his way to the fresher. It smelt of crackling campfires and lush forests, of roiling waves and aged leather, of cinnamon and vetiver. It smelt right. It smelt like home. Obi-Wan breathed in deeply, a soft sigh rolling from his lips at the instant relaxation that settled across his shoulders.

“Ah, no, my young Padawan. Let me put my robes in the wash. I’ve just returned from my mission with Mercy.” Qui-Gon explained, and Obi-Wan understood very suddenly. He eyed the robes in the laundry room, pupils dilating. He wanted those robes. They smelled like the comfort of his Master and the warmth of home - like his Alpha. They belonged in his bed.

Qui-Gon placed a soothing hand on Obi-Wan’s shoulder, guiding him away from the laundry room. Once he felt relatively sure that the young man wouldn’t try to get past him, Qui-Gon put his clothes directly into the wash, starting it before Obi-Wan could protest. The older of the two opened the window, then grabbed a scent-blocking air freshener to spray the chambers, ignoring the soft whine of protest from his Padawan. The younger man accepted an extra dose of heat blockers with a bit of a pout that he’d forever deny, then joined his Master for their normal post-mission ritual of tea and idle conversation about missions, temple going-ons, and whatever philosophy question Qui-Gon happened to be pondering at the time.

#obi wan kenobi x reader #obi-wan kenobi x reader #obi-wan kenobi #obi-wan kenobi x oc #obi-wan kenobi x original character #obi wan kenobi x alien reader

[reactorshaft]

I’m probably done making these Jedi cards, so I wanted them consolidated in one post. I made these to highlight some underrepresented Jedi in fandom edits (hence no Obi-Wan, Yoda, Qui-Gon, and the like), but limited myself to characters in the prequels who had a lightsaber pose and a headshot of some sort. So, sadly, no Coleman Trebor, Depa Billaba, Bultar Swan, Stass Allie (though I did borrow her promo image for Adi Gallia), or others. The only other ones I may make in the future are Plo Koon and Ki-Adi Mundi. ...maaaaybe Aayla Secura... (I don’t like her promo images and she doesn’t have good, clear shots in the movies.) 

#reactorshaft images #star wars edit #swedit #luminara unduli #kit fisto #shaak ti #mace windu #saesee tiin #adi gallia #jedi fallen order #star wars prequels #swcreators #I know basically no one in fandom cares about saesee tiin but I like that he wears a clone bucket in the 2003 cartoon #and he was one of the Jedi who directly fought Palpatine

[ospreyeamon]

jedi, sith, and reputation in the era of the old republic

Jedi and Sith have very different attitudes to their personal reputations. For the Jedi their personal reputations matter far less than the reputation of the Jedi Order as a whole. They are more concerned with how their behaviour could affect the perception of Jedi generally by people outside the Order than any reputation they might gain as an individual. Upholding the standing and standards of the Jedi is what the Order stresses rather than worrying about your personal honour. A Jedi does not seek notoriety or fame; infamy or personal brand recognition are signs you may not be doing your job right.

This concern with the reputation of the Order as a whole means that the Jedi Council will sometimes (but definitely not always) place a greater value on image than transparency. The Order strongly prefers to deal with wrongdoing by Jedi internally rather than informing or coordinating with other authorities.

The general public in Galactic Republic tends to view the Jedi interchangeably – the Jedi are courageous and wise and noble and so naturally any given Jedi you run across will be courageous, wise, and noble. This is less true than during the Prequels era though; I think more people would have been able to name a member of the Jedi Council during the Great Galactic War than the Clone Wars even though Yoda had been the Grandmaster for centuries by then. This is because the Order of the Old Republic actually takes measures to manage their public image whereas the Order under Yoda does not, or else does so incompetently (oh Coleman Trebor, why didn’t the rest of the High Council sack you?).

The Republic’s political class are more familiar with individual Jedi because they are more likely to meet them. Jedi often act as diplomats and mediators, and even when out on other business in the galaxy – aid missions, agricultural projects, archaeological digs – would drop by the relevant local authorities to liaise. This is also true for the various forces that make up the Republic’s military. Consequently, there are people in the Republic’s government who are not only aware of the doctrinal differences within the Order but actively weigh in on them, for example when the Republic pressured the Jedi Council to exile Knight Tasiele Shan in response to her petition for the right to marry and raise her daughter Satele.

For the Sith the opposite is true – they are highly preoccupied with their reputations as individuals, with the perception of the Sith hierarchy only mattering so far as it influences that individual reputation. This is partly because Sith philosophy emphasises individualism over collectivism, but it is also the result of the Sith within the Empire being politically and ideologically disunified. The Sith and the Empire do not actually consider this disunity to be a bad thing – different Sith represent the interests of different planets, different industries, different families, different cultures, different philosophies, different priorities. Diversity leads to conflict; conflict leads to growth.

Do the Sith exist to serve the Empire, or does the Empire exist to serve the Sith? When does duty take precedence over honour? Is your duty to your family greater than your duty to yourself? What makes a worthy ambition? Should aliens be permitted to serve in the Imperial Military? Does the health system need more funding?

An Imperial citizen may go their entire life without seeing a Sith Lord in the flesh but they will still learn about them in civics classes explaining why a magocratic autocracy is a great system of government actually and from their portrayals in media. Sith feature heavily in genres like tragic and dramatic operas, making excellent figures of overwhelming passion, betrayal, weighty duty, betrayal, conflicting loyalties, and betrayal. Sith rivalries and political manoeuvring is the stuff of everyday gossip.

Don’t like Darth Thanaton? Lord Kallig is Ancient Knowledge’s new dawning sun – support them instead.

The Sith have a tendency to grow to view Jedi in a similar way to how they view each other – as individuals with their own predispositions who can be understood as being affiliated with varying factions or philosophies within the wider Jedi umbrella. Sith will develop affinities, rivalries, and enmities with different Jedi without seeing anything contradictory about their behaviour. One Jedi may be treacherous while another is honourable. One Jedi may be rigidly reactionary while others study the Principals of Rajivari or hail from the teaching lines of the Telos-Malachor Academies. One Jedi may be part of the Jedi Order, another Jedi may not be.

Lord Scourge is willing to follow the Jedi Knight but only the Jedi Knight, though he eventually warms up to Kira Carsen as well. Darth Marr develops an understanding with Satele Shan which does not extend to the rest of the Jedi Council (possibly excepting the Barsen’thor). Nomen Karr and Darth Baras’ rivalry extends deeper than the professional Republic-Empire intelligence conflict.

This often confuses the Jedi in question because they are not used to being considered so separately from the Jedi Order, and because the Sith so clearly expect the Jedi to treat them as an individual – to be hated, liked, respected, or disdained on their personal merits – in turn.

#Meanwhile in a Galaxy Far Far Away #star wars meta #swtor meta #the Jedi Order #the Sith #star wars the old republic #a wild headcanon appeared

[panther-os]

anakin and like half the fandom be like "FUCK THE JEDI COUNCIL I HATE THEM ALL except obi-wan and plo koon and shaak ti and depa billaba and master yoda and mace windu and adi gallia and eeth koth and agen kolar and kit fisto and stass allie and master yaddle and saesee tiin and oppo rancisis and yarael poof and coleman trebor and coleman kcaj and even piell"

#/incoherent noises/ #star wars #disk horse #jedi council #jedi

[bumpscosity]

YOUTUBE KEEPS RECOMMENDING ME THE VIDEOS ABT THE SAME RANDOM JEDI THAT HAS LIKE 2 SECONDS OF SCREENTIME HELP

HOW MANY COLEMAN TREBOR VIDEOS CAN THERE POSSIBLY BE

#i haven’t even watched any of them I’m losing my mindddd #I’m not clicking don’t recommend tho bc tbh it’s so funny to me #sassy speaks

[starwarsweirdos]

Hello there! I noticed with the other Star Wars brackets on this site that users would become annoyed when characters like Max Rebo or Sebulba (rightly) defeated popular characters.

So I have created this blog to run a tournament JUST featuring funny background characters. I have never run a bracket before so please be patient as I set it up. I am not affiliated with any other Star Wars brackets on this site.

Nominations are now open and will run for one week (ending on 05/12/2023). Please feel free to nominate a character through replies or asks. The only rules are the character cannot have substantial dialogue in a major movie/show/book/videogame.

Below the cut are some characters I'm nominating myself.

Bossk

4-Lom & Zuckuss

IG-88

Dengar

Max Rebo

Sebulba

Oppo Rancisis

Yarael Poof

Lightman

Willrow Hood

Momaw Nadon

GNK Droid

Salacious B Crumb

Klaud

R5-D4 AKA Skippy the Jedi Droid

Lobot

Jek Tono Porkins

Coleman Trebor

Droopy McCool

#star wars #poll #bracket #character bracket #star wars weirdos

[writingbylee]

Hi Lee!! Can I please have a flower for my OC Danai 👉👈 💜

Danai is a Jedi completing her padawan years during the Clone Wars. She was born and raised on Jedha before being brought to the Jedi Temple at the age of 5 following the death of her mother. Danai feels both a deep connection to the Jedi Order and to the Force itself. She is dedicated to her studies as a Jedi, but also to beign a good Jedi in and of itself. She remembers her life on Jedha fondly and still maintains part of her culture in her life, like her tattoos and clothing. Danai is kind, studious, compassionate, logical, and thoughtful. She always takes the time to step back and think on all options and viewpoints before taking action, something she has to grow out of a little during the Clone Wars, when hesitation sometimes means losing men. She's not as good at adapting from situation to situation as some others (like Anakin). She has to learn to be more flexible and spontaneous during the war. Her original master was Coleman Trebor, who, of course, was killed during the First Battle of Geonosis. During the Clone Wars, she is assigned to a new master and it takes a bit of getting used to, but she truly flourishes during this time in a way she never had before.

Danai is a very graceful and fluid person, like a dancer, and it reflects in her fighting as well. Every move she makes looks so natural and ingrained, almost like a dancer. She also seems far more open with her emotions than some Jedi, not in that she's an emotional person, but that she displays them on her expression with more ease than some others. She openly smiles, scowls, laughs. Like I said, she's very studious, and genuinely loves learning in all forms. And there are very few subjects she didn't take to. She struggles with mechanics and engineering, and piloting as an extension, but excels in most other subjects. Her strength in the Force is very spiritual - the ways of the Force itself seem very ingrained in her, making her a naturally wise and spiritual person.

Danai loves spiced tea strong enough to kill most people, rich dark chocolate, fruit, and honestly has one of the biggest sweet-tooths the galaxy has ever seen. You can catch her hiding away in a corner of the Temple surrounded by reading material, or in the practice rooms with her twin lightsabers. Her sense of humor emerges in the form of giving Anakin shit and giggling at puns.

Don't feel like you have to reply either, Lee, but I hope you're doing well!! 💜

Sam!! Danai sounds amazing— i would love to hear more about her and her story!!

for Danai, i chose the cherry blossom!! cherry blossoms represent renewal and optimism in Western culture, based on their delicate appearance and the time of year they blossom, heralding the coming spring. in Japan, and other Eastern cultures, cherry blossoms are considered a metaphor for human life. they bloom quickly, and have a powerful and intoxicating fragrance— but the blooming season is short, calling to mind Buddhist spiritual themes of mortality and mindfulness. oddly enough, in victorian flower language, they are representative of education; usually present at graduation ceremonies.

(excuse the long explanation, cherry blossoms are one of my favorite flowers)

i’m doing alright! i hope you’re doing well too💕

#lee answers #flower ask game #other people's ocs

[bleachellie]

star wars characters who deserve their own show, imo

coleman trebor

max rebo

wald

biggs darklighter

the gonk droid from near the start of episode iv who’s in the sandcrawler with r2 and c3po