PURE FLUFF!!!
Tatooine is horrible. Bold statement but its awful. Its hot, dry and full of aggressive and scary people. As a Jedi you are taught to be able to handle any situation but you, well you could do it. Barely.
You had just finished your Padawan training and were sent on a mission with Obi Wan and Qui Gon. That was the only good part of this trip. Obi Wan was an entertaining Padawan and you got to spend time with Qui Gon.
Qui Gon was a rule abiding Jedi who wouldn’t dare break the rules of the Jedi code. Until he met you that is. You two managed to catch feelings for each other when he was teaching you a few years back and eventually you two formed a secret relationship.
The last few days however, even being around your partner couldn’t lift your mood.
You sat in one of the spare rooms of the Skywalker hut where you, Qui Gon and Obi Wan were allowed to stay. Obi Wan was entertaining Anakin and Qui Gon was clearing his head outside leaving you alone in the room.
You ripped off your robes and threw them to the floor not bothering to fold them and placed your lightsaber on a shelf next to your cot. All you cared about was getting cleaned off.
You had been outside all day in the Tatooine sun. You were covered in sweat and sand without any relief. You were annoyed and stressed and it made it worse to know that you were annoyed and stressed.
You tugged the final layer of your robe off and fumbled over the pile of clothes you had formed on the floor. You let out a loud grunt in annoyance followed by a string of curses.
Undenounced to you Qui Gon was watching this all unfold.
“Rough day darling?” You sat up and looked to see Qui Gon leaning against the door frame with a smirk on his face, clearly holding back a giggle at your reaction.
You stood up and kicked the cloths to the side. He walked into the room closing the curtain behind him. “I will take that as a yes.”
He sat down on the cot as you walked away to get some water to freshen up with. “What’s wrong my darling?”
“Everything! I hate this god damn planet! Its hot, its dry, and its stressful!”
You turned away slamming your hands down onto a table. Qui Gon slowly stood up and walked over to where you were standing. “I can tell your stressed. I am too.” He said, giving your hand a squeeze.
“I’m just so tired.” You said in a shaky voice. “I know darling, but its the end of the day now. Get cleaned up and come rest.” He gently kissed the top of your head and handed you a clean pair of shirts and tank top.
You smiled taking the clothes from his hands. Even though he’d only held them for a second they smelled like him.
Your turned around and took of your outer layer of clothes so you were in a sports bra and panties. Qui Gon sat on the cot behind you and watched your body as you changed. Not in a provocative way, but in a mesmerized way.
You took a rag and soaked in in some water and quickly washed off the sand and sweat from the day.
You quickly put on the fresh clothes and turned around to see Qui Gon with a small smile on his face. “What?” “Nothing, you’re just beautiful.” You walked over to the cot and laid down so your head was on his thigh. He played with your hair and you closed your eyes enjoying his touch.
“I love you Qui Gon.” “I love you too my darling.”
“You look cute together.”
You both jumped and looked at the door to see Obi Wan leaning against the door with a smirk on his face. Qui Gon opened his moth but was cut off by Obi Wan “Don’t worry, your secrets safe with me, as long as I’m invited to the wedding.” He said jokingly.
You both let out a sigh of relief “Thank you Obi Wan, and of course you can be invited to the wedding.”
“Can I make the rings!” Anakin yelled, clearly eavesdropping on the conversation. “Oncourse little Jedi.” “Yay!” He ran over and jumped up onto you and Qui Gon giving you a hug.
*Down the hall* 3PO: Why am I not invited?
Here I was just talking to Mosey playing with camera angles when:
“I barely knew my parents.”
“I BARELY KNEW MY PARENTS.”
I’m sorry WHAT. Does this mean he didn’t arrive at the temple as a baby? He has SOME memories of his parents?? How old was he when the seekers/some other random Jedi found him??? Please I’m going crazy over this 😭
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We're always talking about Anakin's flagrant misuse of the Force, but I'm rewatching episode 13 of season 2 of the Clone Wars (for reasons that will become clear in a couple weeks), and did Obi-Wan just move a chair with to sit down?
This man enters the room, gestures, and the chair moves of his own volition so Obi-Wan can plop down.
So now, I'm trying to recall when Anakin used the Force superfluously. If it's a fandom staple, I expect plenty examples that are iconic enough to be recalled easily. Yet, I'm drawing a blank.
Okay so LISTEN!!! I have been pacing my space-quarters (aka my room) for two days straight trying to figure out what to do for Star Wars Day besides the classics like:
“Watch all the movies” (which, duh, obviously you should do)
“Replay SWTOR or Battlefront” (please wreck people as Leia in my honor)
“Rewatch Rebels and cry over the Space Fam” (which I also highly recommend, especially if you need a good sob in the fetal position)
But THEN I was like... what about the UNHINGED STUFF. The crafting chaos. The snack-based roleplay. The 'I taped googly eyes to my broom and called it a droid' vibe. What about THAT.
So I have compiled for you—a fellow creature of the Force, glitter, and ADHD—this list of alternate, cursed, fun, creative, and very serious Star Wars Day activity propositions (because "ideas" sounds too chill and we are on a mission from the Maker today).
Some are crafty. Some are snacky. Some are just... rituals. Some involve pretending you're a Mandalorian babysitting Grogu at a Walgreens. Do all of them. Do one of them. Do them with friends, your cat, or your homemade Force-sensitive droid that’s just a blender with a mood.
Let this be the year you say “May the Fourth” and truly mean it.
Now go forth, Jedi trash gremlins, Sith chaos goblins, and Mandalorian art school dropouts—and make this the weirdest, sparkliest Star Wars Day yet.
(Also if you want recipes, printable sheets, Lulu plushie tutorials, or dramatic Star Wars quotes rewritten as Mad Libs about toast and therapy, hit me up because I am READY.)
Hide Loth-cats Around Your House Draw some goofy Loth-cats (bad art encouraged), cut them out, and sneak them into random places—bookshelves, cereal boxes, someone's sock drawer. Say there's been a smuggling mishap with an Imperial crate from Lothal and the cats are loose. Tell your roommates/kids/stray Mandalorians they’re on a secret mission to find them before they shred the furniture. Bonus: make one look suspiciously like Ezra.
Make Star Wars Friendship Bracelets Yes. Like it’s summer camp and you’re in a galaxy far, far away. Use colors for characters (black, brown, red, and blue = Anakin; orange, blue, white= Ahsoka, etc). Don’t you roll your eyes—Anakin would’ve absolutely made one for Obi-Wan in a tragic attempt at expressing feelings. Give one to your friend and say, “This is the way.”
Take Your Grogu Plush on Adventures Strap that baby in the car. Take him to the grocery store. Set him at your desk like he’s supervising. Snap photos and post them like you're Din Djarin and your green war criminal toddler is once again touching things he shouldn’t. Add captions like “Refused to nap, bit a cashier. Proud of him.”
Make a DIY Lightsaber... but Bad Paper towel rolls. Wrapping paper tubes. A broom handle. Light-up chopsticks. Go nuts. Decorate them with duct tape and delusion. Challenge someone to a duel at lunch. No real injuries, only bruised egos.
Galaxy-Inspired Art Time Paint a tiny galaxy with watercolors, chalk, nail polish—whatever chaos medium you choose. Doesn’t have to be accurate. In fact, make up a planet and give it a ridiculous name like “Glorpflak 7” and say that’s where your OC is from. Hang your art like you're decorating your X-wing locker.
Make Star Wars Bookmarks Get crafty. Draw Sabine graffiti art. Paint a moody Kylo Ren. Or, better yet, just print a picture of Obi-Wan looking disappointed and write “I find your lack of reading disturbing.” Stick it in your favorite book and let him silently judge you.
Host a “Council of Chaos” Snack Meeting Grab some friends (real or stuffed) and have a snack-based Jedi Council. Give everyone a Star Wars name. Eat blue snacks only. Elect the most dramatic person as Yoda. Argue about whether Anakin was right (he wasn’t). End in snacks and betrayal.
Write “Canon-But-Shouldn’t-Be” Headcanons Why did Obi-Wan name himself Ben? Do Ewoks have opinions on modern fashion? Would Rex listen to sad clone indie-pop? Write one-sentence headcanons and text them to your friends like it’s a cursed prophecy.
Build a “Trash Droid” Tape googly eyes onto a soup can. Add arms made of pipe cleaners and a weird personality. Boom. You’ve adopted a garbage droid named Blorp who thinks they’re fluent in Sith but is just swearing. Be nice to them.
Create a “Mandalorian Babysitter Log” Draw little journal entries or logs as if you’re a stressed Mandalorian writing down the chaos of babysitting Grogu. “Day 4: Child swallowed a frog. Denied it. I saw it. Frog is now hopping inside his mouth. Send help.”
Rename Everything in Your House With Star Wars Labels Toilet = Sarlacc Pit. Sink = Kamino Waterfall. Couch = Wampa Nest. Fridge = Carbonite Storage. Stick post-it notes on everything. Let the madness unfold.
Invent a New Sith Name Put “Darth” in front of something you fear or something mildly inconvenient. Darth PublicSpeaking. Darth SlowWiFi. Darth FlatSoda. Write it in your bio for the day.
Cook Like You’re on the Jedi Temple Cafeteria Staff Listen, do you think Jedi magically eat healthy? No. They have a cafeteria and Obi-Wan definitely brings a sad salad to meetings. But YOU? You're cooking today. You’re the head chef on the Death Star and you're putting BLUE MILK in everything like a menace. Make blue milk, Grogu’s bougie macarons, Anakin's “I burned this toast with the Force” sandwiches, or Obi-Wan’s Sadboy Stew™. Want recipes? I GOT YOU. You just say the word and I will summon them like a Holocron of chaos.
Make a Lula Plushie (Or Horrific Approximation) Yes, the Lula. It’s soft, it’s sacred. Can’t sew? Doesn’t matter. Use socks. Use felt. Use GLUE AND PRAYERS. Name it something increasingly unhinged like “Sir Scurrington of Lira San” and make it your emotional support chaos animal for the day. Take photos of it like it's your child. “First time touching grass.” “Learning to read.” “Biting a senator.”
Create a Star Wars Cooking Show Skit Put on an apron, grab a spoon, and become “Chef Vader.” Tell the camera (aka your phone propped up with a water bottle) that today you're making “Force-Flambéed Tatooine Toast” and “Boba's Boba.” Make up fake sponsor segments. “This episode is brought to you by Dex’s Diner Grease Wipes!™ - When the Force isn’t enough to clean up the mess.” Bonus: make your friends watch it. They can’t escape.
Build a TIE Fighter Out of Snacks Graham crackers, Oreos, marshmallows—yes, it’s time to construct a snack-sized star war. If it collapses, congrats, you're a true Imperial engineer. If it flies? You're terrifying and probably a war criminal. Eat your ship like the New Republic would want.
Design Your Own Sith Lord… Out of Random Craft Supplies Gather whatever cursed items you have: pipe cleaners, feathers, googly eyes, a toilet paper roll. Create a figure and name them something like Darth Confettius or Lady Crayola the Terrible. Write a tragic backstory. "Once a respected glue stick in the Jedi archives, now seeks revenge on all who denied her sparkles."
Make Lightsaber Snacks and Refuse to Share Dip pretzel rods in colored candy melts to make edible lightsabers. Then, aggressively wave them at anyone who asks for one and whisper, “Only a Sith deals in snacks.”
Host a Force Cooking Challenge Tell your roommates/family/imaginary clone squad that you must now cook—but only using “Force powers.” No hands. Wooden spoons in your mouth. Utensils taped to elbows. The food will be awful. You will feel powerful. This will be funny asf, sorry not sorry.
Create a Star Wars Playlist and Pretend You're DJ Rex at Oga's Cantina Make a playlist where half the songs are actual Star Wars scores, and the other half are just unreasonably chaotic picks like “Mr. Brightside” (for Anakin) or “WAP” (for Hondo Ohnaka, don’t ask). Put on sunglasses and introduce each song like, “This next one goes out to the Jedi who died in Order 66… it’s Stayin’ Alive.”
Make Star Wars Terrariums Go outside. Grab moss. Tiny rocks. A weird stick. Put them in a jar and say “this is Dagobah now.” Add a plastic frog and call it “Yoda’s real cousin, Broda.” Bonus points for narrating its tragic backstory like it’s a documentary.
Invent Your Own Star Wars Holiday Forget May the Fourth. Today is Boonta Pie Day. It’s about racing, betrayal, and excessive dessert. Make up a whole ritual. Chant. Bake a pie. Duel someone. Wear oven mitts like gauntlets.
Build a Shrine to Your Favorite Star Wars Character A corner. A shelf. A weird pile on your bed. Decorate it with random objects that “represent” them. A spoon = Anakin (edgy, useful, easily bent). A candle = Ahsoka (glows, but also burns). A rock = Zeb. Add weird fan art, a post-it that says “he’s trying his best,” and worship accordingly.
Unhinged Star Wars Mad Libs Take a serious Star Wars quote and make it ridiculous: _"Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to ____. ______ leads to suffering." Now read it with conviction like you’re in front of the Jedi Council. (Suggestions: “Fear leads to burnt toast. Burnt toast leads to therapy. Therapy leads to suffering.”)
And bestie—if you need more ideas, more crafts, more chaos, more weird Star Wars Day energy—drop a comment and I will RUN to you like Merrin sprinting full-speed to play tongue twisters with Cal Kestis after downing three espressos and a spite potion.
I got you. This is the Way. 💫💥
This is how i hold obitine in my mind: mostly untraumatized (mostly), silly lil cutie patooties and yet moments away from an incredibly catty argument at any given time
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