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#is this a disaster lineage thing?
bibannana · 1 year
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Obi-wan *looking at Anakin and Ahsoka who just crashed a speeder*: I was never this troublesome as a Padawan. You two-
Quinlan *pulling out damning evidence*: Are you sure about that??
Obi-wan *frowning*: What have you- no!! *tackles Quinlan snatching away the holo-images*
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doubledutchratfucker · 8 months
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the progression of the lineages in star wars is so funny to me like count dooku, most pretentious asshole this side of thrawn, sees his legacy in a colourful mandalorian girl with more attunement to the evil lesbian hunting her down than to the force. Mace Windu, incredibly well respected duelist and diplomat, eventually leads to a kid who calls himself jabba the hutt and turned his lightsaber into a gun
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jedi-starbird · 6 days
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No one ever tells Obi-Wan that he is his Master's padawan.
Of course, for most people who had known Qui-Gon Jinn, telling someone else they resembled the the man would in fact be a thinly veiled insult. But still, Obi-Wan feels the absence of comparisons almost as strongly as he feels the absence of his Master.
There is no one for Obi-Wan to push against now, no strong presence at his side, ready to grab him by scruff and pull him back from another reckless stunt. It's an odd feeling. He has been set loose against his wishes. There is no one to his left and Anakin at his heels, but Anakin had needed, still needs, a strong, gentle figure for his prickly but sensitive heart. For even their worst bickering could not hold a candle to the scathing remarks he and Qui-Gon had shot at each other and Obi-Wan knows he cannot push and needle Anakin in the same way.
When Qui-Gon had been alive they had been an amusing, mirrored pair, the maverick and his rule-following padawan. Opposites clashing against each other, yet working together to complete the most difficult missions. Few saw that Qui-Gon's impertinence had indeed rubbed off on his padawan, cultivated from that small, angry initiate, because the only way to rebel against the rule-breaker had been to parrot the Council fastidiously. No one would ever get to see that again. Obi-Wan is one half of a mirrored pair trying to complete a routine on his own. What once was an impish, teasing compliance is now a betrayal of all his Master's values.
"How could Qui-Gon raise such a model Jedi?" He hears them say, "It's admirable that Master Kenobi was appointed to the Council despite his Master's maverick ways."
Padawan Kenobi would have yelled and kicked and screamed. Master Kenobi is serene. It should feel like an achievement. It feels like a disappointment.
Sometimes, Obi-Wan looks at the shape of the man he has moulded himself into, and aches to be his Master's padawan.
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rochenn · 11 months
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man the fact that the entire disaster lineage turned out to become force ghosts despite anakin arguably not deserving it (sacrificing himself for his son after years of genocidal mania doesn't make him a saint) has me thinking like. if the entrance bar for force ghostery is that low whenever it's plot convenient then why can't dooku just Show Up to be annoying as shit??
everyone in this clown show of a lineage has been haunted by at least one of their lineage mates before! except leia! so i think her designated dead old man should be dooku just because it would be very funny to have them at each other's throats while luke, obi-wan and yoda are discussing the deep force lore and han is in the middle slowly losing his mind <3
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threebea · 1 year
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I like the idea the moment Padawan Qui-Gon got to a world with forests that was it. The biggest tree would be climbed. Dooku would turn his back for two seconds and his Padawan would already be stuck. Sure he can get up there, but can he get down? No, his Master dignified Master Dooku who is a great orator, negotiator, and duelist has to climb the tree himself to retrieve his teenage tree happy apprentice.
See also Anakin dipping into all the water the moment he can solidly swim and Obi-Wan having to dive in and fish him out.
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headcanonthings · 10 days
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Random Darksider: I have come to take you. Ahsoka, pulling out her comm: Hang on, let me ask my Master first. Random Darksider: What are you-? Ahsoka: He said he's coming over in five minutes. He's also bringing Kenobi. You should probably leave if you still value your life.
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halfwaytoknowhere · 3 months
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alas my coday fic is still incomplete due to university coursework 😔 all i can offer in its stead is a humble sketch
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voidartisan · 1 year
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The best visual I can think of to describe the differences in the disaster lineage is that if they all had to share a bathroom, Obi-Wan and Dooku would be taking up all the shelf space in the shower because they would have like five hair products each plus fancy soap and shower gel and—
But Qui-gon and Anakin don’t care because they share one giant bottle of unscented 3-in-1 body wash/shampoo/conditioner that has sat in the same corner of the shower since time immemorial and is so glued to the tile that even Obi-Wan has simply given up and started cleaning around it
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backpackingspace · 1 year
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Listen every person in the disaster lineage is just the same type of person. And that person is so annoying that the kidnappers give them back.
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lavandulacosmos · 2 years
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Inktober Day 20: BLUFF (The Sabacc game)
Ahsoka Tano, Anakin Skywalker & Obi-Wan Kenobi
"I've won! Goodbye laundry duty! It's your turn to duke it out, Masters. "
"You heard her. Give up now, dear one. Unless you plan to suffer an embarrassing defeat at this table."
"Hah. Just admit it, Master. You've bombed out - I can see right through your bullsh-"
"Language."
[Star Wars days - Part 10]
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count-doodoo · 1 year
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palps gets a lot of flack (deservedly so) for being a shit teacher but like,, have you seen the disaster lineage?
yoda [light side]: trains dooku [falls to the dark, dies], luke
dooku [light side]: trains rael, qui-gon [dies], komari [falls to the dark]
dooku [dark side]: trains ventress [goes grey], savage [dies]
qui-gon [light side]: trains feemor [repudiated], xanatos [falls to the dark, dies], obi-wan [repudiated (melida/daan), taken back, pseudo-repudiated (tpm)]
obi-wan [light side]: trans anakin [falls to the dark], luke
anakin [light side]: trains ahsoka [leaves the order]
luke [light side]: trains ben solo [falls to the dark]
anyways hats off to NONE OF THEM for succeeding at training anyone.
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cerulianvermillion · 11 months
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We should have Hayden and Ewan in a miniseries starring Obi-wan and Anakin getting into funky shenanigans in the Jedi Temple as they explore and accidentally uncover some of it's lore. Ft. Mace Windu and Ahsoka Tano as braincell and emotional support.
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findafight · 1 year
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Eddie's never met a Jedi. Of course he hasn't. But he's seen a Jedi, way back during the clone wars, when a battalion had helped after seppies had targeted civilian supply lines.
Eddie's pretty sure they were Kel Dor, what with the breathing apparatus. They'd worn tan and woody robes, long and elegant and flowing as they'd weaved between people, helping them stand or tending to wounds.
What had stood out to Eddie, watching this being that was supposedly a fierce warrior of light, was that they...were normal. They laughed and shrugged and cooed at babies, just like anyone else.
That was until the Jedi had raised their hands and lifted a two-tonne shipping crate into the air without so much as touching it. It frightened Eddie, then. Barely twenty and in the middle of a war his planet didn't want a part of. Beings that could lift and toss objects too heavy to move without machinery like they were playthings are not to be unwary of.
Of course. Eddie had spent a lot of the redistribution of rations effort around clones. They'd seemed...fine? While he is no stranger to speaking his mind he had thought well enough ahead that he probably shouldnt ask if they'd wanted to be there. Figured that might get him kicked off the project and he needed the money.
He listened instead. How they called each other things like Spoon and Duck and Trinity and Loopback as though they were names. Maybe they were. Eddie didn't know and didn't want to ask at the time.
But the Clones had been friendly, if formal. They spoke of their general with fondness and respect and a tinge of awe that felt appropriate to seeing what a Jedi was capable of frequently.
Eddie had liked them.
And then Empire Day came, and the Jedi were declared traitors and the galaxy as he knew it fell apart.
It never made much sense, from what Eddie had seen, for the Clones to kill the Jedi. But nobody asked Eddie, so Eddie didn't say. He did get sucked into the Rebellion though, and heard rumours about mind control and sith and a dozen other things.
So no. Eddie had never met a Jedi. But he'd seen one.
Chrissy had spoken about the rumoured Jedi (or-- not-jedi? She said they often refused the title) that stayed in the small Rebel enclave they've been helping. There were two, apparently. She'd met them, even, during a debrief where she'd been discussing how to better use their resources to help her contacts on the Freedom Trail. They'd barrelled in and spoken in such a way that Chrissy would have swore they were of the same mind, had they not been on opposite ends of the room.
"they were polite." Chrissy said, headtail twitching. "For people who interrupted an important meeting." Eddie'd laughed. "One, the Balosar man, he was very insistent that we delay our plans. The other, I think she was human? It's hard to tell, said the force was calling to them and very insistent about it during meditation."
"seriously? And the generals did it?"
"oh no. They argued for another twenty minutes before the not-Jedi threw up their arms and said, in unison Eddie!, 'The shipment will be lost if you go ahead with it. Better late than never, pricks.' and walked out."
So. On an abstract level, Eddie knew that whenever he entered the hangar bay to run maintenance or completely rebuild a ship, there was a chance for him to meet a former? Jedi.
He'd gotten well acquainted with a group of teenagers there, ones who were friends with the younger brother of the heir apparent to the region they were in and liked the make-believe games he ran in his off hours. But he never really thought about the Jedi that supposedly haunted the base until a woman shouted for Dustin, a rodian who was part of his little sheepies and had literal stars in his eyes when Eddie spoke, to come over. Dustin, the betrayer, jumped up and dashed off without even a word of goodbye.
"okay, so the head mechanic needs this-" she gestures to a small smuggling freighter that had seen far better days "hunk of junk out of the way so they can start work on a couple of x-wings. Steve and I figured we could help her out and get you to work on control of larger objects."
Eddie meandered casually over. Just to watch. Just to...see.
Dustin bounced on his feet. "Really? Woah! Where are we putting it?"
She pointed up, to the open vertical entry doors that created the roof of the hanger. "Steve's up there, he'll make sure if your control slips we don't crush the ship or anyone on the floor once you get it high, and he'll get it out and place it where it's supposed to go. I'll be here with you so you don't hurt yourself."
"I'm not gonna hurt myself."
She patted his head "yeah. Cuz I'm right here making sure."
"uhg. Almost wish I never learned you guys used to be Jedi."
"and who would train you then? No one. You and El would be sad little tooka kits all on your lonesome." She raised her voice to yell at the roof, "you ready Stevie?" and it should not have been loud enough to carry, the tone of an after thought, as though she already knew the answer and the question was just for the spectators, but the figure silhouetted waved.
Then, Dustin took a steadying breath, raised his arms, and closed his eyes. Slowly, the ship in front of him groaned and rose up. A crowd had formed, watching a magic thought extinct.
The woman's eyes darted between Dustin and the freighter, one hand loosely outstretched. It occurred to Eddie that neither wore the tunics and robes of Jedi. Dustin ran around in the mismatched pants and shirts of the Rebels' donations, while the woman wore deep greens. There were no dramatic sleeves that swished when they moved, just slightly loose fabric fastened by a belt and holster. He wonders if she ever wore them.
Dustin struggled for a moment, the ship quivering ten feet up, and the woman tensed slightly before he loosened. Eyes open, she deftly moved her arms up with the ship following, an ease in her movements that Dustin lacked. When she dropped her arms as well, the freighter stayed moving upwards, the other not-Jedi, Steve, likely taking over.
"good work for your first go." She said, draping an arm casually over Dustin's shoulders.
"I barely got it off the ground! Don't patronize me, Robin."
Eddie stepped in "considering I wouldn't even be able to move it sideways an inch, I'd say you did pretty well, Dustin."
The kid spun, just as the light comes shining back through as Steve maneuvered the ship out of the hangar. "Eddie! You saw?"
He scoffed "uh. Yes? Why didn't you tell me this is what you did when Im not around"
The woman-Robin, Eddie supposed, tensed. "It's not particularly safe to boast about it. Especially when it's not clear if you're alone."
Ah. Yeah. That did make sense. "Then why practice in a hangar with two dozen people around?"
She shrugged, and looked up. Eddie followed her sightlines and "wait is he gonna-" just as the figure that must be Steve launched himself off the edge of the open roof and towards them. He landed, he's leather jacket flapping behind him, and stood straight, grinning.
Robin laughed. "You'll give someone a heart attack one of these days, Steve."
"eh. No one's died so far."
Dustin smiled too "I'm getting pretty good at my controlled falls too! Oh, Steve, this is Eddie!"
And then Steve turned his gaze on Eddie, and his brain may have melted.
Steve looked like a spacer, windswept from the fall and leather jacket snug around his shoulders, two different holsters visible, his pants deliciously tight. He ran a hand through his hair, his antennapalps bobbing, and stuck it out for a shake.
"so, you're the great Eddie Munson Dustin hasn't shut up about? Good to meet you."
"mmhmm!" He forced his hand out to jerkily shake Steve's. Jeez. It was as though he'd never seen anyone beautiful before. His best friend was a Twilek dancer (and spy) for star's sake. He needed to get it together. Jedi didn't date, Eddie was pretty sure. Something about the force or power or devotion or something. He wasn't sure. He wasn't a Jedi. He wasn't a not-Jedi either.
Steve only smiled and turned back to Dustin. "So. Next time you need to let the Force flow. You're still trying to shove it, which never works. You direct it, like changing the course of a river."
"but not," Robin added seamlessly, and oh, wow, that was weird than you Chrissy "like a dam. Trying to block it won't give you strength. You're more..."
"using a log to ensure the water finds a different path."
"to go where you want it to go, do what you want it to do, without preventing it's natural flow."
"you guys are so annoying." Dustin huffed. "You know that? You can claim it's your Concordance of Fealty all you want but I know your freaky thing is not normal for it." He groaned. "But sometimes I feel when you guys, like, shape it. Change it. What the kark is that about? If I'm not supposed to dam it, how do I change it and use it like you do?"
Both grinned "We're older. Master the basics, we must, before attempting the advanced, young one." The voice Steve used was croaky, an impression.
Dustin pulled a face. "Don't quote Grandmaster Yoda at me!"
Robin and Steve laughed, leaning on each other. Suddenly, Eddie felt as though he was intruding. Though they hadn't told him to leave, they were sharing about...about a relative, Eddie guessed. Someone near to them and their almost-dead culture.
"I can quote him all I want, I drank enough of his atrocious tea to deserve it!"
"he's dead. You're going to sit here and insult your dead great-grandmaster, the last Grandmaster of the Order?"
Steve got Dustin in a headlock "while we mourn their loss, and acknowledge the pain of their untimely and unjust passing, we celebrate their memory. Yoda, the old frog, is one with the Force, and while I can wish for his guidance, I can also make fun of his vile cookies I had to eat at lineage dinners all I want."
"pretty sure they were barely considered edible for near-humans" Robin adds. She caught Eddie's eye, and winked. "Who's up for actually edible tea? Dustin can practice his fine control and pour for us.
Both Dustin and Steve groaned. "The kid is gonna spill all over us for fun, Bobbin."
Concept post Dustin discovers they're jedi
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the-far-bright-center · 9 months
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No such thing as a 'disaster lineage'
I reject this terminology and consider it pure nonsense with no place in my understanding of Star Wars. I feel strongly that each master-padawan bond has its own individual and unique qualities. Painting an entire so-called 'line' with a broad brush and making sweeping generalisations about them merely flattens those characters and relationships and renders them LESS interesting, not more. It makes no sense for each one of these individual Force-bonds to be defined solely by the past and/or future actions of other characters, especially when these characters all make a range of choices and have a variety of different fates. Not to mention it's erroneous and deeply unfair to claim that Yoda's 'line' ends in supposed 'disaster' when the actual resolution of Anakin's storyline in the Lucas canon—aka, the fulfillment of the Chosen One prophecy that brings balance to the Force—is extremely transcendent, restorative, and uplifting.
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lightasthesun · 2 years
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Ahsoka: GUESS WHAT
Anakin: what?
Ahsoka: ITS BI VISIBILITY MONTH
Obi-Wan: *strips*
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anthrotulip · 7 months
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First, to be clear I’m happy that Ezra is found and well. He deserves all the worlds. However, I’m also frustrated with Sabine because if there is one thing people in that galaxy should understand is when faced with ensuring someone doesn't cause or at least delay potential untold suffering/evil or your own personal agenda/needs recent history should show what a gamble it is to chose the latter. Then I remembered though that Sabine Wren is now part of the disaster lineage so…
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