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gatorbites-imagines · 3 months

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Padwan anakin x more dark side leaning reader?

Padawan Anakin Skywalker x dark side leaning male reader

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Featuring my boy Jon Antilles, give it up for Jon Antilles everybody.

You had both been younglings with the jedi, and later Padawans. You had been older than Anakin by the time he joined the order, meaning you were just at the cusp of getting sent off to the other corpse if you didn’t get picked as a padawan.

You had never fit in much with the Jedi. You were too emotional, too quick to anger, and your grudges knew no ends. You still had a chip on your shoulder because Yoda decided to tease you when you were very small, if that said anything about your ability to hold grudges.

You were the child of two slaves, who had served under the worst of the worst. This meant you had been surrounded by darkness and hate since you started growing in your parents’ womb. You had overheard many of the older jedi wonder if that was the reason for your emotional state.

Anakin didn’t fit in much either, having joined so late and being the so called chosen one. Because of this, you two found comfort in each other.

Anakin was so excited about being a jedi, though he also feared living up to the potential. In your eyes he just switched one slave owner for the next, as that was how it felt to you. But he was young and bright, so you didn’t wanna rain on his parade.

But just before your 13th birthday, you were taken as a padawan of one of the lesser known and vaguer Jedi of the order, Jon Antilles. He was a person who followed the will of the force and not the order, and the force led him to you.

He would later tell you that he looked into your eyes and saw the fire raring within you, unable to be quelled and as a result, making you someone who would suffer under the pressure and expectations of the order.

Saying goodbye to Anakin was hard, as you two had found yourselves as the only true friend the other had. Many feared you because of your known anger and revenge seeking tendencies, and Anakin because of the heavy burden of the prophesy.

But as two former slaves, you also both knew that the galaxy was vast, and that you had to go where the currents took you. Anakin also understood, even though he still didn’t fully understand the order, that you didn’t belong within the temple and that you needed to spread your wings.

Before you left, you pressed a kiss to Anakin’s forehead and gave him a bracelet made out of a thick black cord. It chafed the skin but was sturdy enough to take anything that may hit it. It was the last keepsake you had of your parents, and it had been what kept you going for all this time, and now you wanted Anakin to have it.

So, with one last goodbye, and promises whispered in the language of slaves, you left with your new Master, who told you not to call him master but instead refer to him as your teacher.

Jon Antilles had seen the worst the galaxy had to offer, and had no wish to be referred to as master by someone who was once a slave.

Back at the temple Anakin would find himself crying silently and tearlessly in his room, mourning the loss of a friend, his only friend. Obi Wan would feel his grief in the force, and would go to comfort him, knowing what it is like to lose someone so dear to you.

This would most likely lead to their relationship being better in this universe, at least a little. As that one moment helped cement a deeper level of trust and understanding.

Anakin stayed with the order and became more and more skilled, a part of him waiting for the moment you two would reunite. The bracelet stayed around his wrist, though he moved it to some other part of his body to keep it hidden, and other jedi started mumbling comments about attachment.

You thrived under Antilles, as he didn’t follow the orders from the council, the order, or even the republic. He only seemed to care about where the force wanted him, and by extension you, to go.

Your teacher was a firm believer in the light, but he also saw that the dark existed, so when you for the first time grasped the dark side in a life-or-death situation, he didn’t punish you like you feared.

Using the dark side once means it’s always with you, but instead of shunning you, your teacher helps you find balance, at least to the best of your ability.

The dark side is hard to master, and maybe you never fully do. But you never give yourself too it completely, always holding a tight grasp on the light beside it, letting the two feed off of each other to keep you from going down an unforgivable path.

Your anger and grudges still persist, and there are times you end up being needlessly cruel, but you catch yourself before its too late. During these times your teachers help is necessary, until you master it on your own.

Because of the nomadic lifestyle of Antilles and you, you end up ready to go on your own much before most other Padawan. Life experiences matures a person, and Antilles trusts you to do what is right, even if he has caught you practicing lightning or sucking the life energy out of things.

So as Anakin still works hard to be a better padawan and to fit the tight mold the order places upon him, you explore the outer parts of the galaxy, running with bounty hunters and pirates alike.

One might think you would be discovered as a jedi one way or another, but thanks to your less and jedi personality, and preferences for other weapons, you are never figured out.

Your loyalty to the rules of the order are also very very loose, if not nonexistent. The many experiences you have out in the galaxy puts many things into perspective, and you make your own theories and ideas about how the force works, theories that struggle against the rules of the jedi.

During all this time, Anakin can’t seem to leave your mind. Hes always present somewhere in there, the thin thread of a bond between the two of you so skinny its barely there anymore after all this time. But every now and again, you like to give it a little tug, smiling to yourself when he tugs back.

You two meet again during one of Anakin’s missions with Obi Wan, a mission that’s taken them further away from the core than Anakin has been since he was taken in by the jedi.

It’s a mission involving a slave trader who’s somehow smuggling slaves in and out of the republic, and the two jedi were sent to check it out but not get involved, much to Anakin’s annoyance.

They end up splitting up, not wanting to be suspected, and Anakin has to wear something to cover his head to hide his Padawan braid.

In the end, Anakin finds the hideout of the Slave traders, and just as he’s about to report it back to Obi Wan, a figure swoops in and starts ransacking the place.

Anakin can only watch with shock as you tear through the slave traders, the darkness inside you purring at their spilled blood, as the light silently approves of the justice you act out. Its only after you’ve freed all the slaves and take your hood off that Anakin recognizes you.

One way or another he follows you and corners you, in the way Anakin does, eyes wide but sparkling at how much skill you had shown in there, many questions leaving him as he wants to know what you have been up too and how you got here.

Most jedi would probably have disapproved of you killing the slavers, but Anakin had never seen slavers as anyone worth living, not that he could share those thoughts with anybody.

But at some point, you end up taking the Jedi padawan back to the room you booked for the night, where you two spend the entire night talking about what’s happened since last time you met, the bond between you strengthening after so long apart.

After that, you two keep bumping into each other. You had a feeling the force was playing a role in this, and you swore you could hear it giggling in amusement a sit pushed you together with its chosen one again and again.

Whenever you were around, the mission always ended much faster, meaning Anakin could slip away and spend time with you before reporting back to Obi Wan.

During this time, the childish crush he had had on you all that time ago comes back with a vengeance. Even when he sees you use sith lightning for the first time, he can’t seem to feel anything by affection for you.

Anakin knows he should fear you, but even as your turned turn yellow for a second or two as you lean fully into the dark during a battle, he only seems able to find your beautiful.

When Anakin kisses you for the first time, neither of you truly know how to react. Anakin’s never been in a relationship, and you have never really been with anyone you truly had feelings for. But Anakin just couldn’t keep it to himself anymore, even as he knows it goes against everything the order has taught him.

If he truly were to follow the order, Anakin would have to report that you had fallen, even though you still used the light as much as you did the dark. After that he would have to stay away from you, lest you corrupt him. But he just can’t, so he stays, slipping you information so you know where his next mission goes, so you “accidentally” end up with a contract on that planet.

You settle on Coruscant for a while, which means Anakin can sneak out and spend time with you away from prying eyes.

The fact that you use the dark without succumbing to it ends up helping Anakin not fall when that time comes, but for now, you just help him get a better understanding of the force and how you have come to see it as an entity.

Obi Wan regularly wonders where Anakin goes, and worries to some degree, but he does realize that Anakin always feels lighter and more at peace when he returns from his outings, so he lets him have them to himself, hoping his Padawan would tell him if there was anything he needed to know.

As a result of your status, Anakin would start to think about leaving the order someday. Maybe not soon, but maybe one day he would like to leave with you and just go where the force takes you two.

He knows it’s a romantic fantasy, but Anakin can’t help but bask in it, even if he has to do it in secret. Being your partner just brings him more peace than any meditation ever has, and Anakin never wants to let you go.

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obiwan · 7 months

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Hi! I just started watching the Star Wars prequels and I want to read some obikin fanfictions but I don't know where to start so if you have any recommendations for me I could really asappreciated.

Have a good day/night!

Hii! I keep saying I'm going to do this because I have so many messages like this - and what I usually try to do is leave the most "famous" ones out of reclists, because most likely everyone has read them, but they were also the first ones I've read. So I will try to do a combination of both new and old fics which I consider "classics". Also a reminder that I have already posted this this & this before. And oh boy this got long.

✰(Explicit, Complete) When the Abyss Stares Back at You by skyl_tales

Pausing the holovid, Mace looked from Anakin to Obi-Wan. "This holovid was taken on planet Revoran two days ago." In the holovid, the golden-eyed Anakin looked at something just out of frame. There was something distinctly hungry and possessive about that gaze. It made a shiver run up Obi-Wan's spine--because he recognized that look. He'd seen Anakin look that way at Senator Amidala.

But it wasn't Senator Amidala who stepped into the camera's view. It wasn't Senator Amidala the Sith yanked closer and kissed.

It was Obi-Wan. [Obi-Wan and Anakin are sent to investigate the sighting of a Sith Anakin, who appears to be in a relationship with an older version of Obi-Wan.]

This is one of my favourite Obikin fics, and if you enjoy time travel shenanigans chances are you will enjoy this too. skyl_tales wrote some of my favourite fics for this fandom, so if you enjoy this, I suggest you check their other work as well!

✰(Explicit, Complete) If I only knew by wanderlove

Newly knighted Obi-Wan Kenobi and his padawan, Anakin Skywalker, have been sent to Ryloth on a simple diplomatic envoy. While there, an unsettling incident causes Obi-Wan to look at Anakin in a new light and re-evaluate…everything.

The Galaxy will never be the same.

aka: "come for the obikin, stay for the tzai and deep emotional discussions that dismantle every single misunderstanding in the prequels."

Beautiful story!!!! This is honestly one of the most wholesome and "fix-it/what-if" kind of canon obikin fics I've ever read. I really really recommend reading this if you're just getting into Obikin and the SW-verse in general.

✰(Explicit, Complete) Moonlight Serenade by Lemon (@renlyslittlerose)

“Glad you came,” the man said. He pushed away from the lamppost and approached Anakin, his hand held out for him to take. “I realized I never properly introduced myself. I’m Major Kenobi, but you can call me Obi-Wan.”

Anakin took his hand and shook it, their touch lingering for just a little longer than was normally acceptable. It felt like holding on to fire. “Flying Officer Skywalker. But most call me Anakin.”

An accident in 1944 over the fields of France puts an end to Anakin’s flying career. Discharged and sent back to Canada, Anakin must confront the ghosts of his past and find a new path forward.

This is a WWII AU - so beware of that in the first place, but I have always enjoyed historical AUs, and this is very beautifully done. It spans over a long time (my favourite) and does it so well.

✰(Explicit, Complete) To Eden by Unfortunate17

Accused of masterminding the Jedi Temple bombing, Obi-Wan is expelled from the Order.

Anakin is left to pick up the pieces.

This fic. THIS FIC!!!! I don't have anything to say about this - read this fic (in fact read everything written by this author - they have a bodyswap fic called Gray Matter) I really enjoy their characterization of both Obi-Wan and Anakin and the story telling is amazing. Truly love them.

✰(Teen, Complete) Don't be Afraid. by spqr

Tainted by your encounter with the Sith, you are, Obi-Wan imagines Master Yoda saying. Fix you, we cannot. To the AgriCorps, you shall return.

“Padawan Kenobi,” Yoda says, after a moment. “Complete your training, Master Skywalker will.”

Another reverse AU! I realise this is one of those 'either you love it or hate it' tropes, but I do love it, so I include it in my recs. I enjoy imagining the scenarios of Jedi Master Anakin and Padawan Kenobi, so if you think that's something you would also enjoy, give this a chance!

✰(Explicit, Complete) Fearless and the Negotiator by @zimriya

Anakin Skywalker is a superhero. He spends his nights roaming the streets of Coruscant alongside his superhero partner—a man called the Negotiator whom he has never seen without a mask, and yet whom he loves desperately all the same. By day, Anakin works an uneventful nine-to-five at Jedi Inc., doing his best to remember that he cannot murder his coworkers—even if they are called Obi-Wan Kenobi and are the literal worst.

A superhero AU!!! I love his au because it's so well done and so well thought out (the details in this!!!) and I love enjoying Obi-Wan in white spandex. Like that's my bread and butter right there. Either way, if you enjoy marvel-esque superheroes and Obi-Wan and Anakin is the usual idiots they are, give it a go <3

✰(Explicit, Complete) if you love me, let it remain unnamed by @tennessoui

Obi-Wan Kenobi is grappling with his failure to protect his padawan from Dooku's blade. As the galaxy around them plunges into civil war, he overcorrects and refuses to allow Anakin's Knighting ceremony in order to keep him by his side where he will be safe.

His padawan is less than pleased.

Only trying to help, the Force overcorrects Obi-Wan's overcorrection and pulls them into an alternate universe where they run into a different version of Anakin Skywalker altogether.

But Obi-Wan Kenobi is also grappling with new, sudden, and insistent feelings for his padawan. He overcorrects by following the older version of Anakin into bed.

His padawan is less than pleased.

The Force….lets them figure this one out on their own.

OBIWAN GETS TAG TEAMED. OBIWAN GETS DOUB- [gunshot] Look, this fic is hot but beyond that, I loooove time travel shenanigans, and Anakin being pissed off at a future version of himself is so delicious.

✰(Explicit, Complete) Lex Talionis by @intermundia

The ancient Galactic Republic is dying slowly—an ugly death of corruption, sprawl, and decay—with the sin of slavery hanging over its every triumph. The beleaguered Jedi Knights are too few to adequately patrol and police the entire Republic, and are faced with complacency and greed at every turn. Born into a crumbling and stagnant galaxy, Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker are faced with the greatest challenge of all: themselves.

Obi-Wan likes rules and control. When the galaxy around him stops playing by the rules, what is a Jedi to do? Anakin needs rules and restraint. When the galaxy around him conspires to set him loose, what is his Master to do? Falling slowly or falling fast, falling through lust or falling through wrath—it all leads to delusion and moral decay. What can be born from the ashes?

Or, how Obi-Wan and Anakin fell to the dark side, obtained their revenge, and saved the galaxy in the process.

An insane canon-divergence AU, this is so intricate and could truly be a movie of its own lol. It features (eventually) sith! Obi-Wan and sith! Anakin, so beware of that, but I don't want to spoil that story. Also that I would never rec any story that has a sad ending :)

✰(Explicit,A/B/O, Complete) i shouldn't cry (but i love it) by blahzarry

Obi-Wan knew alphas that liked to be taken existed. He knew it was possible. But not once in his life had he felt even tempted to try it.

...It's exactly what it says on the tin. Once again one of those: either you will love it or hate it kind of tropes I think, omegaverse is what it is. If you're familiar with it and the idea of an Alpha Obi-Wan growing to enjoy submission sounds like up your alley (it is mine,) then by all means!

✰(Teen, Complete) that mouth of yours looks like it gets you into trouble by @tennessoui

Obi-Wan Kenobi inhales a powder that compels him to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Good thing Obi-Wan doesn't have any secrets.

or,

by god, Obi-Wan Kenobi is forced to talk about his feelings. It's, on the whole, regrettable for everyone involved. Or it would be once everyone stops laughing about it.

Fairytale tropes! I've always loved truth serum/truth spell trope where one party is obliged to tell the truth. Add one repressed Obi-Wan Kenobi into the mix? Perfection. I looooove this fic so much, it's wholesome and touching at the same time.

✰(Explicit, Complete) The Bottom of the Ninth by @ragnarlothcat

"No baseball pitcher would be worth a darn without a catcher who could handle the hot fastball." - Casey Stengel

Obi-Wan Kenobi is the veteran catcher of the Coruscant Jedi, a talented baseball team that have been down on their luck. The addition of rookie pitcher Anakin Skywalker might be a sign all that's about to change.

Especially for Obi-Wan.

Lmao anyone who knows me a *little* bit knows that I have an obsession with sports aus. This is no exception. Granted I know *nothing* about baseball, but this was a perfect balance of actually explaining the sport without getting too heavily into details and making it a perfect obikin story. WE 👏 NEED 👏 MORE 👏 SPOTS 👏 AUS 👏

✰(Teen, Complete) the sound of your voice (helps me find peace) by izazov

It was a promise to Qui-Gon Jinn that had allowed Anakin Skywalker into Obi-Wan Kenobi's life. But it was Obi-Wan Kenobi who had allowed Anakin Skywalker into his heart.

OR (more accurately):

Five times Anakin had to ask for a story. And one time Obi-Wan offered it freely.

Ahhh this author, this fic. It's so beautifully written, canon compliant au, and it just hurts (in the most beautiful, gut wrenching way). It's beautifully melancholic, I always love their works even if they leave me with a pang in my chest.

✰(Explicit, Complete) Conceal Me What I Am by @himboskywalker

Separatist Propaganda is turning the Republic against the Jedi Order and the Senate sees no choice but to join in a political alliance to fight dissent on a unified front.An alliance is proposed through an arranged marriage,between a Jedi Knight and Republic Senator. Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi are chosen as representatives of the political union by Darth Sidious, meant to bring ruin to the marriage and the public's support of the Jedi,for Obi-Wan Kenobi is not the Beta he claims. But even Sidious does not know of the secret Anakin Skywalker keeps, that he is not the Alpha the galaxy believes him to be.

Another omegaverse fic!! This time with omega Anakin and alpha Obi-Wan in disguise. I read this fic eons ago (read: when I first got into the fandom) but it always stuck with me, because I love sneaky stuff like this - also it's plot driven! It's an au but within the same universe, so again, if you don't have anything against omegaverse, give it a read.

✰(Teen, Complete) we should run after each other (and be with one another) by Resacon1990

Even though he’s still full of anger and rage, he pushes it all aside to force a smile and squeeze Anakin’s shoulders.

“No, Anakin,” he says quietly, “I could never blame you for his death.”

It’s the first time Obi-Wan ever lies to Anakin.

Five times Obi-Wan lied to Anakin, and the one time he told the truth.

Another 5+1 fic!! I love this fic, also semi canon compliant, and very much gut wrenching. I love this kind of story telling where we get to see the span of their lives throughout 5+1 thingies. This is a beautiful story <3

✰(Explicit, Complete) Swear On It by dirkygoodness

Anakin lets his feet take him a good ways from camp before he actually stops, breathing fast from the memory of his dream.

He squeezes his eyes shut tight against it and holds his breath for a moment, trying to get himself under control. Tonight it doesn’t seem to be working, though, because the images of people he knows and loves hurt and bloody and dead just won’t get out of his mind.

YOOO - this is one of the first fics I've read in this fandom and oh my god. It's kind of PWP - but the characterization, the feeling, the EMOTION. It's all there. It's a two parter - read them both, it's so good, it's one of those fics where I read it and I was like. Oh yeah this happened in canon.

✰(Explicit, Complete) Bare grace misery by @thedunesea

Anakin let out a pained sound. “I failed my men, I failed you, and now… and now this. Could you, Obi-Wan? Could you come from this humiliation?” His voice broke, and then he was weeping, hot tears streaming down his face even as he kept stroking himself, his sobs of shame intermingling with his whimpers of pleasure. The mixture was so unbelievably erotic Obi-Wan felt his head spin.

Or: Anakin gets poisoned, and the antidote that saves his life has some uncomfortable side effects.

Ahhh, gorgeous fic! Have to say the only version of Dom!Obi-Wan I enjoy is Gentle!Dom Obi-Wan and this fic does it justice! It's such a nice read - I love some self shaming Anakin and Gentle! Obi-Wan guiding him through those feelings.

✰(Explicit, WIP) toss overboard what is too heavy to carry by @tennessoui

In the aftermath of the Clone Wars, Palpatine dead and untold tragedy averted, the Republic struggles to heal and rebuild itself.

Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi attempt to do the same with their own relationship, riddled as it has become with betrayal, distrust, and hurt. It's not going too well. Desperate and unwilling to accept that maybe their friendship is ruined, Anakin finds a counselor they can talk to, one that specializes in healing "teams."

Or, as the counselor would probably put it, married couples, which they are decidedly not. Not that she knows that though. And not that they know that she thinks they're in a romantic relationship either. What a silly assumption to make. It's not like they're more intimate than lovers or anything.

I know I recced this before, and I'm usually against that but lol. This fic, this fic truly holds such a special place in my mind, it fits in SO WELL with the headcanons I have of Obi-Wan and Anakin, the little questionnaires they answer in the end of each chapter - the EVERYTHING. I'm not even exaggerating this fic is what's keeping me tethered to the obikin fandom atm. I really get a bit stupid when Kit's fics are involved, she is probably the author who got me hooked on obikin, so I would suggest checking out her work in general. I could rec anything and everything from her.

✰(Explicit, Complete) You can call me baby (You can call me love) by @lilredghost

Four times Anakin calls Obi-Wan an old man, plus one time he realizes how much it bothers him.

I love Sub!Obi-Wan who loved being called baby and who is also a bit insecure and this is why this fic is here sue me.

✰(Mature, Complete) Fringe believers and hopeless wanderers by iiscos

A Jedi falls in love with a kind, but poor mechanic aboard the luxurious, ill-fated R.S.C. Terranova.

A Star Wars/Titanic AU

A titanic AU!!! I love this so much, (it does have a happy ending) and the premise is so intriguing, (as someone who has never seen titanic) I love this fic greatly)

Look - this is OF COURSE not a comprehensive list. I tried to compile somewhat of a combo of new and old fics, of course of the ones I've loved. Please do check out the author's other fics if you like their fic you've read! That's a sure way to discover more fic you'll most likely enjoy. Hope you like this, I wish I could do more, but it takes up more time than you can imagine, so, until next time!!!

#obikin #fic rec #fanfiction #answered #this literally took me 500 hours omw

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aceandersonn · 9 months

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Hello! Can I request a story? (Anakin Skywalker x gn!Reader?)

Can the Reader be Anakin's Padawan? Like recently, Ahsoka left the order and Anakin's sorta grieving over it Maybe the reader has recently lost their own Master so they're also upset about that. Reader has an big crush on Anakin and vice versa. but he's typical Ani and acts mean and scary. I dunno, i just liked the idea and saw you were taking requests. Sorry for grammatical mistakes. English isn't my first language <3 Thank you and have a good day!

A/N: Hello there Anon! I am so sorry about the wait. I am writing multiple stories atm and only just got around to this. Hope you like it<3 And let me know if you want a Part Two. I feel like I could possibly add some more to this story. -Ace

The World is a Cruel Place (PART ONE?)

(Anakin Skywalker x gn!reader)

Main Masterlist

Character Masterlist

Story Outline: Your previous Master was unexpectedly killed on the battlefield, and you find yourself with a new Master, who he himself has recently lost his own Padawan. Your new Master is cold towards you, and you fear that you may never get him to appreciate you as a Padawan. Until one day, you find out your very much mistaken.

Word Count: 2918 (basically 3000. . .)

Warning(s): Not proof read, so there is probably mistakes, Swearing, Anakin is a bully, ANGST-y?, MAKE OUT SCENE, maybe hair pulling kink?

It was one of those days at the Jedi Temple where nothing in particular was going on. Except for the fact that you were getting a new Master to complete your Padawan Training. It would have been a big deal to you if it weren’t for the fact your previous Master had recently been killed in front of you only a few days prior. So, you sat anxiously in the council room, awaiting Master Yoda’s decision on who would be your new Master.

The old Jedi was walking around in a circle in the decently-sized council room, stroking his chin and lost in thought. You watched him as he hobbled about, thinking about who he could possibly pick to be your next mentor. It wasn’t before long he stopped in his tracks and hummed to himself, which could only mean one thing.

“Perfect choice for you, I have thought of.” Yoda said cheerfully. You stood up abruptly from the seat you sat on prior. Yoda slowly walked over to you and grabbed both of your hands. “He too, lost a Padawan. Help each other recover, I know you can.” Your eyes widen at his words. A Jedi Master has lost a Padawan? Isn’t a Master supposed to protect their Padawan’s at all cost? Which Jedi Master could be so reckless? “Sense your conflict, I do. About your new Masters old Padawan, yes?” You nodded and looked away from the older Jedi. Yoda chuckled and let go of your hands before heading to the door. “Master Skywalker didn’t lose a Padawan to the Force, young one. His Padawan left the order, she did.” You silently gasped. Master Skywalker? As in, Anakin Skywalker? The famous Chosen One? Yoda once again chuckled and shook his head.

“Didn’t expect Skywalker to be your new mentor, no?”

“N-no, Master. I didn’t.” you stumbled on your words. Yoda reached the door and opened it, revealing the Jedi himself, and his own previous mentor.

“Master Kenobi and young Skywalker, glad to see you, I am.” Yoda announced. You examined the two jedi and gulped when your eyes met Anakin’s. Not only was he taller than you expected, but way more handsome than any holograms you’ve seen of him in interviews. You could feel your jaw slightly dropping open, but immediately clenched it when you noticed Anakin was examining you too.

“Master Yoda, we came here to announce the-”

“Master Kenobi, hear about the War later, I will. Right now, we will discuss young Skywalker’s new Padawan.” Yoda interrupted Obi-Wan mid sentence. You notice that both Jedi’s mouths dropped, but not as far as Anakin’s. His jaw practically fell onto the floor; and his eyes widened so much, you were positive they would pop out of his skull.

“New Padawan? But Master Yoda, I didn’t request-” Anakin began to argue but Yoda didn’t have any of it and hit his leg with his cane, to which Anakin winced at.

“Any complaints about this arrangement, not have, I will. You will train young L/N and ensure her success as a Jedi Knight. Then after her training, become a Jedi Master, you will.”

Anakin seemed to calm down a bit when he heard about his stepping up in ranks to become a Master Jedi. He once again looked at you but with an unreadable gaze. You attempted a small smile to perhaps change his cold demeanour, but he only scowled at you before looking away and re-focusing his attention at Yoda.

You shrugged at his attitude and assumed it had to do with his mission he just got back from. But boy, were you wrong.

+++

“Padawan, why are you late?”

You stood up straight from your slouching position and locked eyes with your new Master, Anakin Skywalker. You looked over to the wall at the entrance of the massive training room where a clock was displayed.

“Master, I am on time. Unless you count those-”

“You’re two minutes late, two minutes of valuable time that I could be training you to be better. Remember my rules, Padawan?” Your master interrupted to continue his rant, to which you rolled your eyes before replying.

“Every one minute late, equals-”

“-ten laps around the training room. So, at the end of our usual training, I expect you to stay afterwards and do your twenty laps. Then you are free to do whatever you want.”

You huffed. When you found out your new Master would be Anakin Skywalker, you thought your life was going to change. You were correct on that; but it wasn’t how you expected. Anakin was incredibly harsh on you and was always going all out on your training. You usually found yourself too exhausted to do anything in your free time, as you normally went to your chambers to have a nap.

The missions you went on were even worse!

Since Anakin Skywalker was a general for one of the biggest Clone Squads, you constantly found yourself on missions that were much more dangerous than the ones you and your previous master went on. People were constantly dying all around you and some deaths could've been easily prevented.

On top of that, the trauma from your previous master haunted you like a lost soul. Your nightmares about them got so bad that you often didn’t sleep at night in fear of having those dreams. An endless cycle of your master getting stabbed by Ventress over and over and over. And as previously mentioned, Anakin did nothing but make you dread things more.

“Padawan, you sure are in Lala Land today, aren’t you?” your thoughts were interrupted when you suddenly tripped and fell over, and met face to face with your Masters chest, to which he stumbled back from and nearly fell over too.

“Oh my! I am so sorry, Master. I didn’t-” you tried to apologise but he waved his hand in dismissal.

“Save it Padawan, I don’t need to hear your excuses. Just, please, try and focus or you’re wasting both of our time.” You nodded your head and began to practise sparring with your Master once more. But it wasn’t before long you once again were knocked from your feet and you fell flat on your back with two lightsabers pointed at your chest.

“What is it, Padawan? You’re usually not this bad.” Anakin said smugly with an evil smirk gracing his features. Oh how badly you wanted to punch the smirk off of it.

“Wow Master, you could at least ask me if everything is alright. Yet again, you never did care for me enough did you?” You said through gritted teeth. Anakin raised his brow at you before deactivating your sabre and handing it to you.

“I care for you, I just don’t frolic around and make you feel special like your previous Master. This is the real world; it’s not nice. So you need to grow up and get used to it.”

You just about exploded with tears right there and then. How dare he talk about your old Master like that? The one person who made sure you were standing here, alive and well today. You stood up abruptly from the ground and stormed out of the room, ignoring Anakin’s orders to return to him immediately.

Once you were a bit ways from the training room, that’s when you let your thoughts cloud your mind. How could such a beautiful man act like such an arse? You will admit, you had a massive crush on your Master. He was tall, handsome, and not to mention, fearless. He was very intimidating, which you loved.

When he first became your mentor, you fantasised about him nearly every night, which often led you to blushing madly when you were around him the next day. But you knew he would never like you the way you liked him. From how he presented himself as a Jedi, you knew he would never break the code for someone like you.

You sighed in frustration to where your thoughts were spiralling your mind into. You clenched your jaw tightly and began to pick up the pace to where your chambers laid.

Why do you like Anakin anyway? All he does all day is insult your technique, and how you could try better. You do try! You began to mumble angrily at yourself, and before long, you found yourself projecting each of your thoughts with no shame at all.

“How could he? That stupid. . .goodie-two-shoed Jedi–”

“Who are you cursing about?” a voice interrupted your small tantrum and you turned around quickly on your heels and noticed it was Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin’s previous Master. Oh, what joy.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Master Kenobi. . .I-I was just–”

“Is Anakin being difficult on you, Padawan?” He asked as he stepped closer to you so you could hear each other better.

You sighed heavily before nodding your head quickly.

“Y-yes, Master. But I think he’s sorta right on some things.” You sniffed and crossed your arms to hug yourself.

“Anakin says things he doesn’t mean sometimes. And, you also need to consider he also just lost one of his closest friends, Ahsoka Tano. He feels like he failed as a mentor. I’m not trying to say what he said was right; maybe it is, maybe it isn’t. But you need to try and be more–how do I put this. . .” He trailed off, stroking his beard as he thought of the correct word. You watched him for a moment before understanding what he was trying to get at.

“I think I understand what you are trying to say. Master Yoda was right, I think we could help each other get over the pain that was left from our past ‘partners.’ But, Master Kenobi, I am not sure how I can start being better for his standards. He thinks I’m weak and not capable of being a Jedi.”

Obi-Wan raises a brow at this and also crosses his arms.

“What makes you think that?”

You inhaled deeply before looking down at the floor.

“Well, he’s always. . .”

“I don’t think you’re incapable of being a Jedi.” A familiar voice interrupts your train of thought, to which you whip your head around and see the man himself that was causing all the problems.

“Hello, Anakin. I think you better make up with your Padawan. And y/n, I think you have some things to tell him too.” Obi-Wan said before nodding his head at the both of you and walking off down the hallways to wherever he was heading originally.

Anakin watched him for a moment before turning his attention back at you.

“Hello, y/n.”

You froze in place at his simple greeting. He has never called you by your real name before. It was either ‘padawan’ or no name at all.

“You called me by my name.” you said quietly, the corners of your mouth threatening to smile.

Anakin raised his brow. “And? Last I checked, it’s normal for someone to have a name. In fact, it would be abnormal to not have one.”

Your face dropped into a neutral one again. Of course he went back to square one where he acts like a complete arsehole for no reason at all.

“What’s the long face for? I didn’t say anything rude to you.”

You sighed, he was right. You were just overreacting over small things. Maybe you did need to grow up and start acting more mature.

“Nothing, just–ignore me. I am going to head to my chambers now, good-bye Anakin.” You began to walk past him but a hand reached out and grabbed you before you could go any further.

“I need to tell you something, but in a more private place. C’mon.” And with a harsh tug, he began to pull you towards wherever he wanted to go to ‘talk’.

“Hey, you can’t–”

You decided it was no use arguing, as his grip only tightened on you arm and you were now being dragged instead of guided. You noticed he was leading you to where all the Jedi Knights rooms laid. You eventually stopped at a door and you caught your breath.

“Um, where are we?” you asked your Master, to which you gained no reply. The door to the room opened and you got pulled into it.

“Hey, you can’t just drag people like that, I think you dislocated my-”

“Shut up!”

His voice started you and you flinched at it. You backed up towards the door and pressed yourself against it. Anakin watched you and followed your slow movement. You soon found yourself pressed against the door and Anakin’s broad chest. You inhaled quickly and tried to get past him.

“I have some things I need to tell you, y/n.” He whispered in your ear. Your breath hitched at the close distance between you and your Master. Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?

“Master Skywalker, please move back a bit. I can’t breathe.” you said, attempting to push him away. But to no avail, he only moved closer to you. You could feel his breath on your neck and you shivered. It was a similar scenario to all your dreams, only you were shoving Anakin against a wall. You felt heat begin to rise to your cheeks.

“Call me Anakin when it’s just you and me.” he said, and your ears perked at this new side of him. Your strict Master was asking you to call him by his first name? That’s a new one.

“What?”

“Anakin.” he simply replied. You rolled your eyes and exhaled heavily.

“No, I know what you said. But, why? It’s part of being a Padawan–” you were interrupted when he shoved you even further against the door and felt his lips brush against yours. At this point, you knew you were a blushing mess; all the butterflies in your stomach were now roaming freely, much to your dismay.

But nothing could compare to the shock you felt when Anakin’s lips met yours. The kiss was soft and passionate, and his lips moulded against yours perfectly; like you were always meant to be together. Then reality came crashing in: your Master was kissing you. All the warnings of the Jedi Council and the Codes filled your mind, to which you disconnected your lips from Anakin. You attempted to once again push him away, but you failed miserably. This man was like a mountain; unmovable.

“A-Anakin, we can’t. It goes against the Code of the Jedi.” Anakin ignored your pleas and began to kiss your cheek and jawline. You felt his hands move to your waist and goosebumps formed on your skin. What was he doing to you?

“Y/n, I don’t care what the Jedi Code says, or the council. It’s all nonsense.” At this point, his kisses were trailing from your jaw to your neck to which you inhaled sharply at the contact.

“A-Anakin. . .this isn’t right,” you tried to hold back a moan but failed when he began to softly suck and lick at the most sensitive part of your neck.

“Shh, don’t talk so much, y/n.”

His hands moved up to your back and he nestled his head into the crook of your neck and inhaled your scent. You moaned quietly when he began to bite at your collarbone.

“Anakin, please kiss me,” You finally gave in, to which he obliged. You felt his lips reconnect with yours once again and you sighed into it. Your hands soon found its way to his long hair and you buried it into his curls, tugging on it slightly. You heard him moan into the kiss and you smirked at it.

“Do you like that, Anakin?” You asked with a playful tone. Anakin nodded his head and continued to kiss you with more passion than before. You then decided to take matters into your own hands and turned him around a full 180 degrees. Now you were the one pinning him against the door.

“W-What are you doing, y/n?” Anakin stuttered, clearly flustered at how fast you took control.

“You have some explaining to do, Anakin.” You said with a harsh tone of voice. Anakin swallowed hard and looked down at the tiled floor of his chambers.

“I-I am in love with you, I think.” he said, barely above a whisper.

“Skywalker, that’s not an apology for how you treated me since I became your Padawan. Do you need me to tell you how to apologise?” You moved your hand into his hair and yanked it, to which Anakin cried out in pain. But you could tell he was enjoying it by the way his breathing had picked up.

“C’mon, Master, I’m waiting for a proper apology.”

“S-sorry, my dear Padawan for being an arse to you. Will you please forgive me and kiss me some more?”

You stared at his sapphire eyes and noticed how needy he looked. It was almost pathetic how your Master, the ‘Hero with no Fear’, was being an absolute child. You sighed heavily and an evil smirk crossed your face.

“No, I don’t think I will kiss you. A wise Jedi once told me the world was cruel and things don’t always go your way. But, I will forgive you, Master.”

Proud at how you used his own words against him, you unlocked the door to his room, and ran out; heading towards where your own chambers awaited.

A/N

Y/N is a freaking badass 😎 Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the story! And, I am taking requests! So feel free to ask for a story :)

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Friend’s brother Rudy x reader

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Meeting your BFF’s older brother for the first time

For @glitterypirateduck’s Fall4Rudy <3 (Surprise, first one to make a noise loses)

Crouching, Rudy stifled a cackle as keys clinked outside. The door swung open, and as the lights came on, he jumped out from behind the couch.

“¡Sorpresa!” he exclaimed with his hands thrown up before his grin dropped.

“Holy shit!” Your brows shot up, hand frozen on the light switch. “Who- Who are you? What are you doing here?”

“Mierda,” he muttered, reaching for the cake he’d set on the dining table. “I’m sorry, I thought this was my sister’s.”

“Uh… Rudy?”

He frowned. “How do you know my name?”

“I’m Dani’s friend. It is her place. I was going to surprise her.” You tilted the pan of warm cinnamon rolls towards him. You were glad you didn’t drop them earlier.

He let out a relieved laugh as he sat down. “For a second I thought I came to the wrong apartment. Come in, come in.”

You closed the door and made your way to the table with your gaze casted down, unwrapping the pan beside Rudy’s cake.

“Hey, I remember you. Are you her friend from university? You moved here recently, no?”

Daniela had shown you plenty of her family photos with the accompanying stories throughout your years of friendship. Even if you never told her, she picked up (too fast) that you found Rudy handsome and teased you about it.

Him recognising you made your cheeks even hotter. You wondered what else she told him.

“Yes,” you mumbled, pulling out the chair across him.

“You have any idea what time she’s coming home? I waited over an hour in the dark. It was getting really boring.”

You chuckled, looking up at him. He had a light stubble with scars on his face the photos never picked up. His loose white shirt hung perfectly from his figure as he leaned back, a shadow of his chest hair peeking over the neckline. He was much more attractive up close.

“She texted me she was heading home. Should be here in 5, 10 minutes.”

“I need payback for waiting so long.” He smiled devilishly and eyed the cinnamon rolls. He leaned in and cocked an eyebrow. “I know just how to annoy her.”

You laughed. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

He nodded in approval. “You’re a good friend. I like you.” He grabbed two forks from the kitchen drawer before carving a roll out. “Did you know she had this phase when we were teenagers? She got every kind of cinnamon soap, candle, essential oil... I hated the smell, didn’t want to go to her room for months.”

“She’s still got those candles in her room.”

He rolled his eyes. “Oh Lord.” He handed you one half on the fork.

You couldn’t wipe the delight off your face as you chewed. He smiled too, the warm gaze of his caramel eyes melted you. You looked away, heart racing. Was it from sharing a little treat or the thrill of being mischievous?

You gestured at the Yoda cake. Old you are, it said on the bottom.

“She, uh, doesn't like Star Wars... At all.”

“Exactly.” He smirked.

“You really love pranking her, huh.”

“She told you?”

“Of course. Told me when she broke your action figure one time, you took the training wheels off her bike.”

“I remember. I took them to school so she couldn't find them, but I lost them instead. Our parents got so mad at me.” He barked out a laugh. “But she ended up learning how to ride a bike properly, so I guess I didn't totally mess up.”

You smiled, finding their relationship endearing. “She misses you a lot, you know. Says she doesn't see you enough even that your base is here.”

“She does?” He sighed. “I do too. Unfortunately my deployments can get unpredictable.”

“I mean siblings are rarely as close as you both. Sometimes I even wish the same for myself,” you said wistfully.

His gaze softened. “That's true. Thanks for telling me, I'll-“

The sound of a car’s locking beep made you tear your eyes off his. “That’s her!”

“Quick, help me turn the lights off.” He stood, chucking the dirty spoons in the sink.

You did, and he guided you to the back of the couch with his phone. Crouching next to each other in the dark, you couldn’t deny his alluring presence, his warmth radiating off him. He smelt clean and fresh of soap, and you itched to lean in a touch closer.

“I hope to see you again soon," he breathed. The light from outside illuminated his sincere smile just enough. "Maybe I can show you around town.”

You bit your lip, averting your gaze. "I'd like that," you muttered.

On the floor, his fingers brushed over yours. “First one to make a noise loses,” he teased. “Then you’ll have to take the fall for the missing cinnamon roll.”

Despite the warning, you let out a chuckle, your heart thumping.

"Shhh," he said as footsteps approached, still smiling.

The door unlocked, and the both of you stood as the lights flicked on.

"Surprise!" "¡Sorpresa!"

Daniela yelped but soon grinned from ear to ear. "Oh my God, you guys!"

Rudy took his cake, wrapping his arm around her at the door. “Happy birthday to my favourite sister.”

She glanced at the cake and gave him an unamused look, shaking her head.

“Happy birthday, Dani!” You pulled her into a hug and presented your gift.

She threw her head back in laughter. "I don't need to ask who did this." She smacked Rudy's arm. "You took my favourite piece!"

He looked way too pleased with himself.

Daniela suggested the three of you go out for dinner. The Parras spoke in English to include you, but they couldn’t help slipping into Spanish here and there. You could only smile in amusement watching them tease each other, Rudy glancing over ever so often as if to ensure if you were having a good time too.

When Rudy excused himself to the bathroom, Daniela shot you a knowing look. She wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close.

“Never would have guessed this is how you were going to meet him, but I hope you enjoyed dinner.”

You gave her a bashful smile. “I did, he’s really nice.” And handsome.

“I’m happy you both finally met. Judging by the way he kept looking, I think you might have a date soon.” She raised an eyebrow, and it occurred to you who she probably picked up the habit from.

You couldn’t help stealing a glance when Rudy walked back to the table. His snug jeans accentuated the way his hips moved as he strode casually. His well-defined arms were on display with his hands in his pockets. He had no right looking so good in such a simple outfit.

“I think I’m going to call it a night,” Daniela announced. “Rudy, would you be so kind to walk her home?”

His eyes locked with yours. “It would be my pleasure.”

After exchanging your goodbyes, Daniela left after giving you one last satisfied smile. She couldn’t be more obvious in setting the both of you up. You had to bake her more cinnamon rolls.

During the walk, Rudy slowed down to your pace when he realised he was walking too fast. Like the gentleman he was, he also offered you his arm which you took with joy. He even made sure to have you walk on the inside of the pavement, keeping you away from traffic. Along the way, he told you of the few places he’d been in the area, adding that he was open to discovering more since he wasn’t very familiar with it yet.

Your feet grew heavier the closer you were to home. You enjoyed clinging onto him a little too much as you chatted. Satisfaction bubbled in your chest whenever you got him to laugh, watching the little crinkles by his kind eyes. You adored the calming silkiness of his voice and how his R’s curled.

At your door, you reluctantly let go of his arm, turning to him.

“I meant it when I said I hope to see you again.”

You beamed at him. You hesitated, but braved yourself to step in for a hug.

He gave you a squeeze and you squealed into his shoulder, making him chuckle. When he pulled away, you hoped your blush wasn’t too apparent.

“Would you like to come in for some tea?”

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The Captain and the Shadow (Rex x Jedi!Reader) Prologue

Summary: Captain Rex was honor and duty incarnate, but working with an illusive Jedi shadow makes him rethink everything he thought he wanted out of life. Rex x GN Jedi! Reader, forbidden love, canon divergent Rating: Mature (Minors DNI) A.N: This idea has been rolling around in my head for a very very long time and, because I have no self control, I figured I'd go ahead and start it! This is just a nice little introduction for you guy, but I hope you like it! Word Count: 1,402 Warnings: Mentions of death and violence

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[Coruscant, 37 standard hours after the battle of Geonosis]

The serene quiet of the illustrious Jedi temple was broken as you threw open the ancient hall doors. No one needed to be sensitive in the force to see the fury etched on your face. You hadn’t expected anyone to give chase, all the other knights were too enraptured by Master Yoda’s announcement, but you felt his presence following in your wake.

“Care to explain your outburst?” The cool yet challenging tone was all too familiar and, despite yourself, it made your anger flare all the more.

Stopping dead in your tracks, you clenched your teeth as you turned. There he was, grizzled, weathered face looking even older than you remembered just days ago, gray eyes staring you down with his arms clasped behind his straight back. Usually, Master Col would have the ability to make you squirm under that gaze of his, make you feel like a foolish padawan all over again. But not today, not now.

“I think you know very well, Master,” there was a bite in the words, but you managed not to spit them like a curse.

One of his graying brows lifted towards his hairline, “If you’re not going to bother keeping your anger in check, then speak your mind, child.”

The familiar game of verbal combat was afoot, his words were a way of tossing your proverbial weapon at your feet, and you picked it up with pride. “How can you be okay with this, Master? A war? They’re sending us into an all-out war?!”

“It would seem so.” Typical of the old man, as unmoving as a statue, refusing to strike, forcing you into the offensive.

“What are they thinking? We’re meant to keep the peace, negotiate, protect the innocent. Now they want to make us into soldiers? It’s wrong, Master.” The words were sweeping blows, meant to push him, meant to scratch that stony defense.

Col shrugged, “Jedi battle all the time, child, why do you think we have such rigorous combat training?”

“Defending civilians from pirates or guarding a prince against assassins is not the same as this and you know it!” You were well aware that he was getting under your skin, but you struck harder all the same. “The Jedi aren’t weapons to be thrown around by politicians. We have a duty to protect life, this war may make us betray our own code!”

“This war is happening with or without us, and the best way to protect the innocent is to end the war.”

“But we aren’t soldiers!”

“We are whatever our republic needs us to be!” His stern voice echoed off the empty halls, and despite the raised tone, his posture and stoic expression hadn’t shifted in the slightest.

You only narrowed your eyes at him.

This standstill was familiar too, a common impasse in your debates. Usually, the debates were about Jedi philosophy and beliefs, or decisions made during missions. It was not uncommon for them to have fire, for you to get heated over the topic, but this…this was different. This time it felt like you were clawing yourself out of a pit, and everyone else was carelessly burying you alive in it.

Col had always been harsh with you, even now, years after being a respected knight of the order apart from him and his teachings. He was stern in everything, but you respected him all the same, and you had thought- no, hoped, that maybe he would see your side of things this time.

‘We are whatever our republic needs us to be’? Bantha shit. There was something else going on, there was so much more here, and you weren’t going to accept it blindly.

After a long moment of staring, unflinching, into your old master’s eyes, you said, “I knew of a time when the Jedi thought for themselves.”

It was a loaded statement, and all the times you had debated history with each other gave a heap of unspoken additions to the sentence. You felt a little too much satisfaction when he closed his eyes and heaved a sigh.

“Yes, it is an…imperfect situation, but,” he opened his eyes again, and they were full of that stubborn resolve, “protecting the galaxy from the threat of Dooku and his army is where we need to be. You would rather leave our troops to the hands of those droids? You would send those clone soldiers into battle without our protection?”

Your fists were clenched even tighter now, knuckles white as the memories of Geonosis flashed in your mind.

Hot, arid desert, blood soaking into the sand, death. So much death. You couldn’t save the Jedi who had fallen beside you, and you were desperate to save this man- this man whose presence in the force felt too young, far far too young. You held him as the bleeding filled the cracks of his shattered armor, pulled off his helmet and looked him in the eyes, even as you felt his life slipping through your fingers.

“I- I’m sorry, General,” he choked, gripping your wrist as if that might help him stay a little longer, “I failed you.”

That clone, that soldier, that living, breathing man had died in your arms. He had apologized to you, as if he hadn’t died for a cause he had no choice in. As if he hadn’t died a hero. How dare Master Col imply that you didn’t want to protect those troopers with every ounce of strength the Force gave you!

“Don’t get me started on this- this ‘Grand Army of the Republic’,” you spat, “that’s even more disgusting! Since when do we condone breeding people to be used like cannon fodder?”

“You fought beside them on Geonosis just as I did, child, they were proud to serve.”

“They don’t have a choice! Master, it’s an army of slaves!”

That actually made him step forward, his intimidating aura invading your sense of space, “So now you presume to know their minds? How dare you speak so degradingly about them. You’ve always been bold, my old padawan, but I never knew you to speak on behalf of another being as if they’re children who can’t think for themselves.”

That knocked you off balance and you actually took a step back. You hadn’t expected him to take that route with his rebuttal and some shame flared in your chest.

After a hard swallow, your tone was actually even again, having lost some of its fire, “I’m not trying to speak on their behalf, Master, but I’m not the only one who thinks it’s wrong. If what they say about the clones is true, then we’re taking on men who’ve been told their only purpose is to die for us.”

Something else was rising in place of the anger now.

‘I failed you’

That man’s life had flickered out before your eyes, you had felt his last shuddering breath in your arms as well as his presence in the Force slip away like smoke on the wind. And you knew countless more of his brothers would die just like him. Protecting the sanctity of life was everything to a Jedi- it was everything to you. It’s what made you proud of your order, it’s what made their tight-fisted philosophies worthwhile. Safeguarding life and the innocence of it was what kept you going, even when there were so many doubts about the ways of the Jedi.

If any of you lost your respect for life, then what would become of the order?

“Master,” you tried to keep the emotion from your tone, but it still came out small, almost meek, a vulnerability that you hadn’t shown to Col in many, many years. “I don’t know if I have the strength to lead men to their deaths.”

The silence that rose between you two was almost deafening.

For longer than you thought possible, Master Col simply stared back at you, those stormy eyes betraying nothing of the slight unease you felt from him through the Force.

“Then, I suppose it is fortunate that you will not be leading troops of your own.”

You blinked. “What?”

“Master Yoda spoke with me before he gathered everyone for his speech. He, Master Windu, and I have agreed that you will not be given your own battalion. Your talents and skills are needed in a…different capacity.”

Again, the air was almost ringing with the deathly silence that followed that. After a moment of his words sinking in, you almost wanted to scoff. Of course you weren’t going to charge into the front lines.

In a war, there were far better uses for Jedi Shadow.

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marvelstars · 1 month

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Star Wars and the Influence of the Force

One of the things I really liked about the Original and the Prequel trilogy is how they call to each other in terms of themes, character moments and journeys.

One of those character moments is the way each character reacts to the force succedenly not showing them everything or becoming nebolous.

In the Jedi´s case they recognize the force is slowly getting darker and try to find the Sith Master even if at first they are wary to believe Qui-Gon the Sith may be back but on EPII and EP III they search for the master because he evidently is clouding the force but they are not quite aware that it isn´t just the Darkside clouding it but their own interpretation of the events happening around them, which Yoda makes mention as Lucas center character to make those comments.

"Yoda says it Ep2.

OBI-WAN: But he still has much to learn, Master. His abilities have made him... well, arrogant.

YODA: Yes, yes. It's a flaw more and more common among Jedi. Too sure of themselves they are. Even the older, more experienced ones.

Yoda after discovering the clones:

Blind we are, if creation of this clone army we could not see.

So in the end the Jedi fall because of the Sith conspiracy to take them and Anakin´s choice of supporting Palpatine because he thought the Jedi were as corrupt as Palpatine always told him. Palpatine did this because the Jedi were the Sith main adversaries but also because the Sith Palpatine and Darth Plagueis, were able to hide where the Jedi would not look, into the larger galaxy, into the institutions of power like the Banks and Politics, instead of confronting them directly as they did in the previous Sith vs Jedi war.

This may not look like it but this is an inversion of what happened in ROTJ with Palpatine and the Sith.

Palpatine noticed in the Death Star that there was a force bond already grown between Luke and Vader when Vader tells him he noticed Luke came to Endor while the Emperor could not sense it despite being more powerful than Vader.

The Emperor then ask Vader if "His feelings are clear" Vader said they are, it was true, Vader didn´t believe there was any hope of changing his decision and believed the only one left to make a choice was Luke.

The Emperor and Vader just like the Yoda and the Jedi before them lost contact of what the force was trying to tell them because they had made up their oppinion on the matter, in Vader´s case he wasn´t aware how much his choices served to cloud or clear from the DS the force and in the end the Sith were defeated as well because as Luke said

"Palpatine´s overconfidence(in his control over Vader and Luke and the galaxy) was his main weaknes"

While Vader´s weakness was believing there was no more to be done about his past choices but when push came to shove he decided to sacrifice everything he had, his life, his loyalty to the Emperor and the Empire, to save his Son, out of compassion. This is what brought again the Jedi he used to be and by saving Luke, he gave an opportunity for the Jedi Order to flourish once more.

The story rhymes and the circle was complete once again

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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Congrats on 900!!! You deserve all of your followers and all of those that come in the future <3 can I request something fluffy with Polnareff?

Long Day - Polnareff

notes: OMG I AM MORE THAN HAPPY TO DO A REQUEST FOR YOU!!! thank you so much for all of your support, it really means the world. i cannot express enough how glad I am to have you as a mutual, even if we don't talk all the time! im just glad i have you as a supporter and i am glad to be supporting you as well <3 i hope you have an amazing week and enjoy the fic :)

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Nothing like seeing Polnareff's cute little face after a long day.

After you moved to France with Polnareff to take care of him and just stay with him after the events with DIO and the Joestars, you started working extra hard. Not only for the Speedwagon Foundation, but for your regular job too. You didn't just have time to research and travel constantly, especially in you and your boyfriend's condition, so you worked somewhere simple: at a flower shop. It was nice and quiet, usually full of older women or men looking for a gift for their partner. The work was extremely easy too, especially with help from your stand, who could cut thousands of flowers in seconds. But even so, the days didn't shorten. You still had to deal with customers and get tons of calls from the Speedwagon Foundation. You didn't mind it, especially since you were getting paid really well in both fields, but god did it make you tired.

So yeah, nothing was better than getting home to see Polnareff smiling at you like an idiot saying that he made you something. Surprisingly, he was an amazing cook and never failed to make you something that you loved.

You would fall into his arms as he would whisper sweet nothings in French into your ear, his warm lips brushing against your earlobe before he would move them to your neck, planting kisses that made you melt.

You would tell him all about your day while eating dinner and he would tell you about his, making sure to explain if he was feeling better or if something was bothering him. Usually it was his foot. It was hard for him to walk or stand for too long without the excruciating pain or even just losing balance.

You and him both were just in not great condition. Your arm was still in a cast and your black eye hadn't much as faded a bit.

But nonetheless, you were both still standing and both still fighting. You were an incredibly strong couple that could do anything if you worked hard enough for it and sometimes that required a lot of patience and a couple of long days.

Getting home, though, was never something that you would get sick of. You would do anything for that French, lovesick idiot and you knew that he would do anything for you too.

You didn't mind a couple more weeks in a cast as long as you were still with Polnareff.

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"Mon cheri!!~~~" Polnareff sang as he heard you open the door. He rushed to you and held you in his arms for a moment, landing little kisses all over your cheeks. His foot was in much better condition than it had been for the last couple of weeks, so he was very able to run up to you and luckily, you were able to take sneak attacks or big hugs as your arm was finally out of it's heavy cast.

"Hi, bubba." You held him in your arms and pressed a kiss onto his nose before placing one on his lips.

"How was your day?"

"Not that busy this time," you smiled and cupped Polnareff's face in your hands. "How was yours?"

"Lonely. I'm just glad you got home early today." Since Polnareff was giant compared to you, he was able to lift you up and place you down comfortably on the couch. "So, what's the plan? Cuddles and a movie?"

"Yes please." You sighed lovingly as Polnareff quickly ran to go turn on a movie.

He scooped you back up in his arms and held you close, burying his face in the crook of your neck. "I love you, y/n."

"I love you too."

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veayrss · 4 months

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Wrong galaxy..?

Summery: waking up in mid air falling to your death in a world that is definitely not earth? Then seeing anakin skywalker and obi-wan kenobi?

Warnings: non

Characters present: Anakin, Obi-wan

Part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, and many more to come..

‘Its cold, why is it so cold?’ I thought, feeling a sudden breeze of cold air, my hair flying everywhere. Then I felt as if i'm falling. I could no longer feel the comfort of my warm bed, cozy blankets, soft pillow, and dark room as now it's bright as if I was outside. I opened my eyes, now realizing I'm in mid air plummeting to my death. “What the.. Ooh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god!” I panicked screaming looking around, I turned and noticed I'm nowhere near home, or what seemed like earth. It was too beautiful and green to be earth unless I somehow teleported to some place- but that would be ridiculous, right? So I’m assuming Im in a dream, I mean that's the only way I can explain it.

“Okay, all i have to do is wake up.. So Vey. Wake up- wake up- wake up!” I start stammering, rolling into a ball, closing my eyes, just in case I do fall. I cursed, realizing I can't wake up, opening my eyes, watching myself fall closer to the ground. “Damnit!” I yell, the ground seeming to come closer and closer, as I'm about to hit the floor I close my eyes shut and wait for the hard impact, but it doesn't come. Maybe I woke up. But it's still windy not as much as when I was falling and bright. I slowly open my eyes and see I'm hovering about 5 feet from the ground.

Then I fell face planting on the ground- and god that hurt. I look up and see two faces I'd never thought I'd see. They both look at me with questioning looks, bothing seemingly on guard. They had one hand on their belt, holding what I can only guess is a lightsaber. “Ma’am state your name.” The oldest told me sternly. I sat up, now sitting on my butt.

I look up at him, my mouth slightly open in a state of shock. They look at eachother confused, but they proceed to take out their saber and ignite it. “WOAH-” I yell , backing up putting my hands in the air. “I'm innocent! Don't shoot- well or cut.. No, should I say stab?” I questioned myself, my hands still in the air. Wind blew again, causing me to shiver.

“State your name.” the younger boy said to me, making me smile but quickly hiding it. “Y/n L/n.” I told them, looking up at the two men. “Why were you falling from the sky?” the older man asked me, easing up on his defensive stance.

“Well I have wings and flew up there.” I said sarcastically, making the youngest man chuckle and the oldest give me a stern look. “No need for the jokes now young one, now tell us how you got here and why you were falling from the sky.” he crossed his arms and slightly opened his legs. I stared at him. Looking back and forth between the two.

“You know, I'd never thought I'd ever meet you two. This is very odd for me as much as it is for you. BELIEVE ME.” I told him, emphasizing on the ‘believe me’. They looked at each other with questioning looks. “Oh uh” I chuckled, “that sounded so bad.. Okay so short story: I'm not from here obviously- I'm from a different world- I would assume is the only logical explanation- and no I don't know how I got here so don't ask. I need to speak with the council too.. Especially Yoda.” I told them, getting up. but I still have to look up at the two men.

“Don’t bother telling me your names-” i said pointing at the oldest, “that one is obi-wan Konobi, and yours-” i moved my attention to the youngest,”is anakin skywalker.” I smiled triumphantly as if I accomplished something great. They looked at eachother again, obi-wan nodding and Anakin looked at me. “Well y/n.. Follow us.” Obi-wan said with a small nod, but before we could start walking Anakin spoke. “Don't try anything stupid either.” he looked at me with a straight serious face.

“I wouldn't, I'm not an idiot.” I told him, rolling my eyes and walking right in between them, “so lead the way.” I said excitedly, smiling as they both started walking to the jedi temple.

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It’s gonna get WAY more interesting trust the process!!!

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Obi wan anakin and ahsoka family soap blurb

So i just rewatched one of @zengers star wars ai videos on youtube (which i can only highly recommend they're the best) and heard obi wan calling anakin and ahsoka 'kids'. And this combined with their relationship what was always big bro little sister and their tired single dad i had an idea of soap about obi wan ahsoka and anakin and their daily life:

Anakin and ahsoka being the kids, anakin the older broher and ahsoka the younger sister and obi wan is their tired single dad raising them (also the mom role with their mom satine already passed away who had loved her beloved kids and husband uncondicionally and was so fun and warm and sweet and is missed every day so badly) and r2 d2 being their pet which dad never wanted but the kids found it lost without a home and begged him that they please could keep it an that they would ofc take care of it (obi dad has to take it on walks and feed it and we know it) but in the end he still loves it aswell. Yoda being their unhinged great grandvather already in retirement home telling dirty jokes at the dinner table on thanksgiving and qui gon being their grandfather living nearby teaching them dumb shit joining them on their stupid adventures. Mace windu being their neighbour who hates kids but especially them two who always destroy his peace and quite, windows and lawn. Yelling over the fence to kenobi to get his fucking brood in control while they always play pranks on him all the time. Padme being anakins girlfriend, rex their cousin and cody, quinlan and obi single dad besties, a bros since childhood trio.

Them (the kids and the dad bros) spreading chaos wherever they go. Kids making the dumbest decisions and going on the stupidest adventures together every day, going on their dads very last nerve and not listening to him most of the time. Them accidently almost blowing up the entire city by trying to get him the best gift for fathers day/ his birthday (they probably forgot it in the first place and gotta apologice) trying to show him how much they love and appreciate him and how sorry they are. They would do everything for him and love him uncondicionally. Obi dad sometimes even joining them on their dumb adventures or himself making the stupid decicions and them experiencing all kinds of chaotic days in normal day to day life.

Episodes where the dad bestie trio and all their kids together go on roadtrips camping and get lost and then get chased by a moose through the woods while some funny song playing the background. Or a funny day trip and then at the drive home anakin would be like "...and that was so funny you should have heard that loud splash when i threw her into the fountain, she was so mad tho. But it was so worth it cause it was sooo funny" "Well certainly not for your poor, soaking wet sister" "oh by the way while we are talking about her....where is she?" "What do you mean anakin? She's right th..." and obi dad then turning blank white in the face after looking in the backmirror while driving realising they had forgotten her in the hotel lobby (still dripping wet) and him than doing a 360. turn weels screaching and yeeting of to get her. Her pouting all the way home and obi wan apologizing the whole time "dear i'm so sorry i don't know how that could have happen your brother was going on my nerves with the pool animal and" and anakin just laughing.

Then in the end of the episodes they'd be sitting on the couch in the living room like "dad you know that we love you so much thank you for being the best of all dads" and these were the rare moments they'd be so serious and he'd be like "aw kids even tho you k*ll my very last nerve every day of course i love you guys too more than everything and i could never imagine my life without you two in it" "and r2" "yeah ofc and r2" and then after a cute warm cuddle anakin would say something like "even tho you're old as f*ck" and crack the moment with the invicible audience laughing and obi dad shaking his head sighing and laughing and then the episode ends.

Just their daily life that would be an awesome, fantastic family comedy soap.

Any show title ideas anyone?

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HoM: FINALE

Warnings: mentions of death, fluff, and so many emotions

Summary: Obi-Wan an yourself are tasked with taking Luke to Tatooine to be with his family.

A/n: this is it, guys… it’s been one hell of a ride, and I’ve enjoyed it all. Thank you for the best summer of my life, and for all the support you’ve given me.

also y'all if you like the story, maybe consider buying me a coffee :)

(Please buy me a coffee, i beg… i’m exhausted)

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This was it, the last mission.

No more fighting, no more loss, and no more war. It was all over, and all that was left would be to deliver this newborn baby in your arms to the people who would become his family. He was so small, so helpless, and unknowing of all that had transpired to enact this circle of events.

When Obi-Wan told Master Yoda about the unfortunate tragedy concerning the fruit of your womb, the old Jedi looked forlorn. He felt sorry for Kenobi, for though he had broken the law of the order and the code that all Jedi resided by, he had been happier with you than he ever was before you entered his life. You were the source of his strength, his better half, and hearing the news that some big part of his happy future had been destroyed before he even got a chance to be excited about it, well, Yoda knew it couldn’t be easy. His compassion was something felt in the room by both Obi-Wan and Yoda.

Since then, your master was by your side through every waking moment. Every step of recovery, he was there. Even when the medical droids told him he may want to excuse himself, for the sights would be hard to handle, he stayed next to you, holding your hand and whispering his love into your ear. You’d bled for several days after the procedure, and though it was normal, Obi-Wan couldn’t help but worry himself. He’d almost lost you, and he already lost his son, whom he’d barely been able to sense and come to know while he was within your body. It should have been too soon to tell, as the pregnancy only lasted the duration of a month and a half, but deep down, he felt it, he knew. He would have had a son.

Watching you sit beside him on Senator Organa’s ship, holding close and soothing a baby boy, his heart was in pain. This was only temporary, and once Luke was with his real family, you would probably feel the affects of it, too.

You were so good with him, the baby. You looked as though you were his own mother, and following this train of thought, he almost believed you were, but then he followed his thoughts to conclusion, and it only hurt him more. Luke wasn’t yours, and he wasn’t Obi-Wan’s. He was Anakin’s and Padme’s, who were now both dead and lost to the force. That was the most devastating of all. They would never get to see their children grow, never get to meet them or raise them the way they had planned. The dark side ruined many a thing, and in just a few days, it ruined thousands of lives forever.

You hadn’t taken your eyes off of the sweet little baby boy. He was precious, his tiny hand wrapped around your thumb and his sleepy eyes beginning to close from the long journey. You were afraid that if you removed your gaze for even a moment that he would stir and his rest be disrupted. It wasn’t until you sensed horrible sadness and grief from the man beside you that you were able to pay attention to anything else.

“Are you okay?” You whispered, turning only slightly to see his heavy expression. It weight on him, and aged him. He looked ten years older just by the look, which couldn’t be changed right now.

He didn’t answer with words, giving an unconvincing nod to you with a fake and dull smile, which instantly was dropped after you looked back to Luke.

“Obi, please talk with me. I know I’m not alone in all of this, but when you put on that face and try to be brave,” you furrowed your brows and felt a lump rising in your throat. How many times could a woman cry in her life? If there was a limit, you were sure you’d soon pass it, if you haven’t already. “It makes me feel like I am… I need to feel this with you.”

He took you in his arms, careful of the baby in yours, and moved you closer to him, allowing your head to rest in the crook of his neck while he held you and Luke against him, tightly. You did not shed any tears, like you previously had expected to, but the pain in your chest still remained.

“I’m sorry,” he shook his head, closing his eyes and focusing soley on you. On your signature, on your body within his comforting hold, and the uneven pattern of your breath, the way it stuttered ever so often to avoid racking a sob. He wanted to cry a million times since everything had happened, but men don’t cry, they stay strong and they hold a stoic position for the sake of the people they love. That’s what he believed, although it wasn’t true. “There has just been so much.”

You understood. Ignoring it wasn’t going to make it go away, but it sure as hell would be easier. To ignore all the facts, and to treat this as any other mission when you knew it would very well be your last. It would keep the sadness at bay, even if for just a little while, but it wouldn’t keep you happy. There would constantly be a nagging feel upon your heart, that you knew was because of disaster, but chose to avoid the chaos that came with it. Emotionally, it would turn you inside out until all that was left would be the chaos and grief.

“It’s a lot to take in, but if we don’t, we’ll eventually suppress everything else, too,” you knew he was taking this harder than you were, because you’d sensed it within him as soon as you both sat down in the small room of the ship. “We have to acknowledge the bad things in order to keep the good things in our memory.”

He, for a split second, actually smiled at your words. You always amazed him, your profoundness was a force to be reckoned with on its own, not to mention the hundred of other fantastic attributes he knew were buried within the wide expanse of your personality.

“How did you get so wise?”

Another smile, but from your own face this time.

“I have a wonderful Master who taught me everything I know,” you pressed a kiss on the skin of his neck, more littered in hair from his beard than usual. It was scruffier than he normally wore it, but as always, you thought he looked beautiful.

“You are way beyond anything I could have ever taught you, my love.”

Luke was gone, out of your arms and now in the safeguarded ones of his aunt and uncle. Two lucky souls in whom would get to watch that baby grow up. Those who would witness his first steps, among other things, and raise him into an adult. They would get to live out the wishes of those who were responsible for Luke being born in the first place. They would be living out Padme’s dreams and highest hopes, along with everything Anakin had ever wanted.

When you first landed on Tatooine, you were immediately reminded of them, Padme and Anakin. It was with them that you came here to find his mother. It was with them that you finally acknowledged your feelings for Obi-Wan, and oh, how they had grown.

Now you were sitting on the edge of the bed in a room, unfamiliar to you, located inside a small Inn on the Mos Eisley territories. You were waiting for Obi-Wan to finish making arrangements for your newly acquired Eopie. He was taking longer than you thought it might take, but weren’t willing to move unless you had to. For the first time since that horrible day had taken place, you were able to just reflect. Thinking about the first life lost, Mak, the lives that were saved, Jocosta Nu and the youngling, and of course, the biggest losses. You’d lost every Jedi you ever knew, either dead or now on the run, never to be seen again. You lost your home, the temple, a great place of solace for someone of your gifts and capabilities to train and improve, and become higher with rank. You lost the clones, so many soldiers turned on you and the others. You’d known them or years, fought for the same cause and given them your trust. The names you thought about specifically right now were: Cody, Rex, Jesse, Fox, and Wolffe. The names you’d spoken the most, the ones you’d always remember. You wondered what would happen to them when this was all over. Clearly this tragedy wasn’t their doing. They were good, honest, and loyal. Never once did they falter in following orders or doing what was seen as right. Now, there were unforeseen forces controlling the legions, and making them do unspeakable things. You feared for their lives when they had served their purpose. You wanted so badly to try and reach them when the grounds were settled, but knew that if they were still out to get you, you could be putting yourself, Obi-Wan, and perhaps even Luke in danger.

Speak of the devil, Obi entered the room with haste, coming over to where you sat and taking your hands to help you off the bed. You stood up without hesitation, but when he lacked an explanation for why he then began pulling you towards the door, you planted your feet and stopped moving.

“What are you doing?” Your confusion laced voice did not deter him, he simply began pulling you along the next moment, though he had an answer this time, however obscure.

“Something I should have done a while back.”

It wasn’t direct, and gave no information, but you knew better than to question him when he started off on a tangent like this. He was determined, that was for sure. His speed as he pulled you along the walkways outside the Inn was not something you so soon expected of him. He was still worse for wear from the previous days behind him.

Once you reached a little building, you were no longer confused, but rather impacted by the sudden jolt of nerves that quickly built in the pit on your stomach. It wasn’t a bad feeling, it was quite joyful given the circumstances, and you followed him now with the speed and enthusiasm he held.

The building had a small sign outside the door that you read as you passed. The galactic basic spelled out to you ‘ordained clergy’.

By the time you made it to the back room of this place, there was a man, finely dressed considering the town, and seemed to be awaiting your presence. Had Obi-Wan already been here? Was this discussed before hand?

“You’ve returned,” the man said, answering both of your questions at once. He’d definitely spoken to the man. “This is her?”

“Yes, sir.”

The man approached you and gave you a warm smile. He reached his hand out for you to shake, and though it seemed weird at first, you shook it anyway. You’d have to get used to the different customs of this planet again. No one here would likely bow as a greeting, not like on Coruscant.

“Are you aware of this man’s intentions with you?” His question was met with a blush on your behalf, as you thought about what all of this meant.

“I am, now,” you looked to him with a slight look of surprise, but also one of genuine and pure happiness. This would be a happy day, despite all the horrors you had witnessed before it. You would be sad that your dearest friends would not get to watch the ceremony, as you did for them, but they would be with you in spirit, and you’d remember them happily.

“I know I didn’t ask you,” Obi-Wan was thrilled that you weren’t upset with him over this, because truly it was the only thing he could think of that could perhaps turn the thunderstorm into a rainbow filled sky. It wouldn’t last forever, the bright skies, but it would linger long enough to dull the pain, if even just for a moment. “But I can’t stand not being married to you for another day. I saw the sign and I-“

“I know,” you cut him off, turning back to the ordained man and nodding to him, as if to tell him you were of sound mind and were ready to take the steps needed to finally join yourself to the man you loved.

He brought you to the front of the room, having you first repeat after him the certain vows that were needed in order to proceed. You couldn’t look away from Obi’s eyes the whole time. There was so much emotion. There was pain, there was anguish, and there was anger, though buried deep behind the blue irises, with just a hint of gold in the middle. Amongst it all, though, you saw the love he had for you, how deep it went, how unending it would be, for all the days of his life, he would love you. Until the end of time. His love and his joy of this moment overcame anything else he could feel right now. It would be felt later, and you’d be there by his side to help him through it, just as he would be for you.

The vows were not the ones you’d wanted to say, as they did not compare to the depth of what you needed to tell him. You would wait until later to spill the contents of your heart to him, to let him know all the things you’d never said before but had always thought about. He wanted to do the same for you, to ravish you with a poetic language like no other, to bring you to tears based solely on his feelings for you.

This moment, though surrounded by chaos, would become the most important of your life.

The man continued the ceremony for only minutes, but you felt it forever, as there was only one more part that you truly cared about. You wanted him to kiss you.

He always devoutly praised you through his kisses, and you were never one to complain, for they brought you to life and made you feel unlike anything that should be possible in the galaxy. Maybe you were so in love with him that anything else seemed drab in comparison, but no, you were a dyad in the force, a powerful duo that could not be stopped when they were together. Any battles you fight together shall be won, words that were once said to you my Mace Windu himself.

“With the authority ordained upon me, I now present you as man and wife.”

You thought you’d been the one anxious to kiss him, but he’d been the one to not even await the finished sentence before he tugged you by your hands against him, kissing you like it was his last day in the universe. He’d always lived each day as if it were his last, and this was no exception. Now that things were going to be different, he’d strive to make the best out of every hour if he needed to.

You melted in his arms while his lips danced against yours. It was deep and romantically synced, every movement bringing sweet bliss. This was love as it should be, persevering, consistent, and overall, true. Come what may, you would love him until your dying day.

You broke apart first, a thought on your mind that needed to be conveyed.

“All my life I never had a family name. I didn’t have a family. When people would ask, I could never give them an answer of what it was, because there wasn’t one… but now there is,” you swept a lose hair back into the other golden strands before breathing out and smiling.

He understood what you meant right away, and mimicked your giddy expression. He was more than filled with joy over this small aspect, only because it had made you so happy. He nodded to you, wanting to hear you say it aloud for him.

“I’m a Kenobi.”

A/N: Fin.

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dwobbitfromtheshire · 7 months

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To Keep Fighting Epilogue

Part One Part Two

@estrellami-1 @goodolefashionedloverboi @wonderland-girl143-blog

A FEW MONTHS LATER. . .

It was still a long road ahead, but Hawkins was slowly recovering. The physical scars were healing, but it would take a lot longer for the others to heal, and some may never. To go through something as horrible as they did, one couldn't expect to come out the other end the same. . .

"Eddie, what did I say about narrating at three in the morning?" Steve asked sleepily.

"I am also journaling, Stevie, and it's supposed to be therapeutic," Eddie said.

"And you can't do it without the narration?" He asked sleepily.

"Nope!" Eddie said cheerfully.

"You should come back to bed. I'm a little cold, and the Buckleys are coming over for breakfast in the morning," Steve said.

"In a minute, dear," Eddie said as he scribbled away. "Hey, have you noticed that Robin's parents and your parents are spending a lot of time together?"

"What are you implying?" He asked.

"You know what I'm implying, baby," Eddie said. "Now, hold onto your boxers. I'll be there in a minute."

"Hmm, let's get rid of these. Oops, I seem to have lost my boxers, and there's nothing between me and these sheets. I also, I seem to have a little problem. I guess I can take care of it myself. . .," Steve said.

"I'm still a vampire. . .blah, blah, blah! Okay, done!" Eddie slammed the journal closed and pounced on the bed. "Precious blood bag, naked you are very."

"Please, tell me that you are not going to speak like Yoda while you fuck me back to sleep?" Steve asked and Eddie grinned. "Your accent is terrible."

The next morning, Steve and Eddie woke up early. Steve, who didn't mind waking up so early, was grinning. Meanwhile, Eddie was scowling and mumbling under his breath as he leaned heavily against Steve while they walked downstairs.

"Steve, why did you let me stay up so late?" Eddie grumbled.

"I told you to get some sleep. Don't make me slap you," Steve said.

"I'll just have Hopper arrest you for domestic abuse. We have an in, I used to sell him weed," Eddie said.

"Yeah, right," Steve said, slapping him on his ass.

"I'm awake," Eddie jolted up.

They stumbled into the kitchen to find John and Maggie moving about the room, already preparing breakfast.

"You need any help?" Steve asked.

"No, thank you, love. We figured we'd cook and then leave the cleaning up to you kids," Maggie said.

"Seems fair," Eddie yawned.

Steve pulled up a chair and smiled when Eddie plopped down in his lap.

"Besides, it looks like your boy there might need some extra sleep," John said in amusement. "He's looking a little dead."

"He is not a morning person," Steve said fondly as he rubbed his back.

Eddie slumped down and buried his face into Steve’s neck.

"It's too early to mock me," he mumbled.

"You two are rather adorable," Maggie laughed.

"I think you might be a little biased there, Maggie. You did make the very lap that I'm sitting in," Eddie said, lifting his head.

"I didn't make you, dear, and I still think you're very adorable," Maggie said, pinching his cheek.

"I think I'm going to need more convincing, Mags, if you want me to be your son in law," Eddie said, smirking, and she laughed.

Moments later, the Buckleys entered the kitchen with Robin bouncing in front of her parents. She bounded over to Steve and Eddie while her parents greeted the older adults.

"Oh, Steve, you have something on your lap!" Robin exclaimed.

"What is it?!" Eddie shrieked and jumped off his boyfriend's lap.

"Oh, it was just a metalhead vampire. It's gone now, though," Robin said.

"Oh, very funny, Buckley," Eddie hissed, baring his fangs at her.

"Ooh, I'm scared," Robin said, deadpan. "I'm shaking."

"Steve, tell her how scary I am," Eddie said.

"You're very scary, baby," Steve said, and Eddie preened proudly.

"Told ya," Eddie said.

"Breakfast is done. Robin, go set the table," Melissa Buckley told her.

"Why me?" Robin asked.

"Because you're being a menace," Richard told his daughter.

Once they settled down to breakfast, Steve made note of his parents' interactions with Robin's, trying to see what Eddie saw. He did notice that they seemed more inclined to talk with each other than the three young adults. Melissa seemed to make sure that she was always touching his mother's arm. Richard, meanwhile, seemed to pat John's shoulder, letting it linger longer than necessary. He also seemed to lean in to his father's space a lot. Steve shook his head. No, he didn't see what Eddie was talking about.

"I don't get it, Eddie," Steve said.

Breakfast was now over. The parental units had retired to the living while the others cleaned up in the kitchen.

"Get what?" Robin asked as she dried a dish.

"Early this morning, he said something about how our parents are spending a lot of time together," Steve said. "I still don't get what he meant."

"Come on, Stevie," Eddie grinned, tilting his head at him.

"Oh my god!" Robin gasped.

"Someone gets it!" Eddie exclaimed.

"I didn't tell you yet, but I came out to my parents. They were perfectly fine with it, and guess why?" Robin asked.

"Because they love you?" Steve questioned.

"No! Well, yes. Apparently, I just missed it because, of course, I did. Before they got together, they dated other people. My mom's ex was named Alex, and my dad's ex was named Jamie. They didn't use any pronouns. How was I supposed to know that Alex was a woman and Jamie was a man? Apparently, they've always been very open about their sexuality and I just didn't pay attention very well. Also, they told me that they're open to polygamy. . .if they met the right couple!" Robin exclaimed. "Oh my god!"

"Oh my god!" Steve exclaimed. "Do you know what this means?"

"That there's a lot more queer people in this town than we thought?" Robin asked and Eddie snorted.

"No! I mean, yes, that too. If this works out, not only are we going to be sort of siblings, but we're going to have four parents!" Steve exclaimed, grinning.

"Well, five, if you illegally marry me, then you get Uncle Wayne too," Eddie winked at Steve.

"You didn't count the other parents that we also have," Robin said.

"Oh. Yeah. Sue, Charles, Claudia, Joyce, and Hopper," Steve said. "How many is that? Ten! That's ten!"

"You're not going to count the Wheelers?" Eddie asked.

"Their daughter is his ex-girlfriend. Plus, Ted, blaugh!" Robin exclaimed, making a gagging noise.

"Our family is not only large but a weird mixture of people," Eddie laughed. "I love it!"

"There is one thing that we all have in common. . . We're all freaks!" Robin exclaimed, and they all laughed. "Thank God!"

"What are you guys laughing about?" John asked as the other three parents followed behind him.

"We're just laughing at our ever expanding family," Robin said, grinning.

"Edward. . .," John said, his voice deep with a warning tone.

Eddie blinked at him. John had never spoken to him like that.

". . .Did you get my son pregnant?"

"What?! No!" Eddie yelped and then turned to Steve. "I didn't, did I?"

"What?! No! Eddie, we're both guys!" Steve exclaimed.

"Well, I don't know, Steve! I'm a vampire! Our town almost got swallowed up by an evil wizard! Anything's possible!" Eddie exclaimed.

"That's true!" Steve exclaimed, looking thoughtful.

"Great, now you've got his hopes up," Robin glared at Eddie.

"Well, it wouldn't hurt to try," Eddie wiggled his eyebrows at Steve.

"His parents are still in the room, son," John said. "It's bad enough that we heard you this morning. We don't need the image of you railing our son. Happy for you, though."

"Dad!"

And so this weird, intermingled but loveable family live happily ever -

"Eddie! If you ever want to have sex with me again, come back to bed!" Steve yelled.

"I haven't finished the sentence, Steve! You can't end a story in the middle of a sentence!" Eddie shrieked.

"Bed!"

"Steve, do you know how fucked - "

THE END. . .

#stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things s4 #joseph quinn #eddie stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson lives #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie fanfiction

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shinseiokami · 2 months

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Mandos and Jedi Are Just Dancing Shadows

PROLOGUE

Tarre Vizsla.

The Jedi Mandalorian.

Manda'lor the Uniter.

One thing history loves to forget is that Alor Vizsla had a child.

A foundling.

His padawan.

Mandalore forgot her. The Jedi remember her, but do wish to acknowledge she existed.

She Just disappeared one day.

Ironic the clan that lost its way, never forgot her.

YOU SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO YOUR BUIR. NOW LOOK WHERE YOU ARE YOU FOOLISH CHILD.

the force was uneasy-unsure-confused

This wasn't supposed to happen.

Well this will change things won't it.

CHAPTER ONE

"Buir! Buir!" Atin shouted from the end of the lengthy corridor. "There's something over here!"

"Careful, don't touch anything Atin." Tarre warned knowing Atin's habit of get into trouble.

Did she listen? No. She did not.

"Elek buir." Atin rolled her eyes as she continued to get closer to glowing holocron. It sang to her through the force.

Come closer young one

Atin slowly reached for the glowing holocron. It pulsed underneath her fingers as she touched it.

"ATIN NO!" Tarre bellowed for Atin.

Too late.

"Buir!" Atin screamed as a bright light consumed her whole being, beskar and all.

"Buir!" Atin shouted. Her voice echoing of the walls of a now empty and crumbling version of the corridor she was just in.

"Buir?" Atin whispered as her voice shook. Her eyes tracing the vines that now decorate the walls that surround her.

Not a soul responds. The walls start to suffocate from the vines as the corridor became an abyss. The walls cried of loss and bloodshed.

Atin stared where her father once stood. There was no evidence that he was ever there. Her chest tightened as the silnce became to loud for her bare. She couldn't keep her buy'ce on it was becomeing to tight to breath. She quickly pried it off as she cradled it in her arms.

The quiet started closing like a pack of rapid strills.

Where is buir?

WHAT DID THAT THING DO?

"Hello?" A deep voice called. "Who's over there?"

"Over here!" Atin yelled. Manda please be some one that will help.

A jedi emerged wielding a violet blade, he shined bright with in the force. "What is a Mandalorian doing here? What is your name young one?"

"Atin Vizsla, Padawan of Tarre Vizsla."

Truth rang through out the force. A large shatterpoint crashed as the young padawan introduced herself.

"Do you know where you are, young one?" Master Windu asked.

"A jedi temple? The one me and buir were sent to." Atin dragged confused on why he was asking her this.

"Tarre Vizsla reported you missing almost 900 years ago." Master Windu explained. "What happened?"

There was silence as Master Windu watched Atin collapse to the floor. She was in complete shellshock. More shatterpoints started to form around her.

"No. NO. I should have listened to him." Atin started panicking. "I touched that thing over there because it started singing in the force and now I'm here. Buir told me not to touch it yet I still touched it!"

Master Windu observed what looked like a holocron. It wasn't Sith nor was it Jedi. It was older than both. It felt like a vacuum that refused to close.

"Let's get you back to the temple and talk to the council about this." Master Windu groaned rubbing his temples.

Atin couldn't understand why the holocron sent her almost 900 years into the future.

She stood in the middle of the council chambers staring at her feet. Listening. Waiting.

"We can't have a Mandalorian in the order! They're terrorists!" one cried.

"She is also still a padawan of this order." Master Windu snapped.

"Her father attched she is." Yoda added.

"With all due respect don't I get a say in this?" Atin interrupted. "I am just as much of a jedi as I am a Mandalorian."

She glared at the green troll. Everyone could tell this was going to be difficult.

"And what do you mean Mandalorians are terrorists?"

"There have been several recent cases of Mandalorians attacking Jedi Knights and some younglings."

"Those are not Mandalorians! Those are dar'manda, and those who kill younglings are demgolkas and hut'uun!" Atin growled. There was an air of finality.

"Well if you want to continue your padawanship, you will need another master." Master Windu began. "The council has come to descion that a council member would be best since they would know your background."

"Ok." Atin sighed defeated. This was the only way.

"Master Plo Koon has volunteered to take over your teaching."

"Who is Plo Koon?"

"That would be me." A kel dor spoke up.

"I accept." Atin replied with a resigned tone.

THE SUN HAS BEGUN TO SHINE

DO NOT LET IT BURN YOU

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The deleted scene that summed up Obi-Wan and Anakin's arcs in AOTC.

I sorta touched on this subject in this post (although it's buried all the way down because it's the longest post I've ever written), but I was reading an earlier draft of the screenplay for Attack of the Clones from July 4th 2000, and landed on THIS scene (Scene 51):

And I'm fucking geeking out.

So Scene 51 is an older iteration of this scene:

It was re-shot and placed earlier in the film because they wanted to add Yoda to the scene, and it's intentionally placed right after the scene where Anakin talks to Palpatine to contrast how Anakin and Obi-Wan interact with their mentor figures.

Anakin gets told what he wants to hear, Obi-Wan is told what he needs to hear. In Lucas' words:

"You can see that Palpatine is sort of boosting his ego to make him feel that he's better than possibly he really is. A lot of his philosophies and things are repeated, later on, by Anakin when he gets into situations about how he should be allowed more freedom, more assignments. We contrast that with the three Jedi and show Obi-Wan's concern about the fact that his apprentice is getting ahead of himself, and he's arrogant. Obi-Wan is put down a little bit by Yoda there 'cause Yoda says that that arrogance exists in the older Jedi too, which is a way of warning Obi-Wan that he may be suffering the same hubris." - Attack of the Clones, Commentary Track 2, 2002

But here's what we lose from that original iteration... ahem... THE EXPLICIT FORESHADOWING OF OBI-WAN AND ANAKIN'S ARCS IN ATTACK OF THE CLONES!

That one conversation with Mace spells out Obi and Ani's inner journeys throughout the film.

Obi-Wan’s arc: learning to have faith in Anakin.

So a character arc is driven by that character's inner flaw. In Attack of the Clones, Obi-Wan is being a stern, overprotective, helicopter parent.

Anakin is better and much more skilled than your average Jedi and so a lot of the concerns Obi-Wan expresses aren’t necessary, he’s just nagging and questioning him pointlessly.

Does he overcome this flaw, in the film? Yes.

Obi-Wan learns to have faith in his Padawan’s judgement and abilities. He listens to Anakin's suggestion and they take down a whole destroyer. He gives Anakin his lightsaber, trusting his apprentice's fighting skills.

Anakin’s arc: duty over emotion & controlling his arrogance.

This one's a two-parter.

On the one hand, Anakin's in love. But he's a Jedi.

At some point, his love needs to take a backseat because if it keeps distracting him, he can't do his job as a Jedi.

Does Anakin complete this part of the arc, in the film? Yes.

Anakin hesitates, he protests... but eventually, he does focus on his duty before his personal wants. Obviously, this is just a first step in a long journey, but that step has been taken.

On the other hand, Anakin is arrogant.

Because he's so skilled, Anakin will keep pushing the envelope, he'll get overconfident and cocky. He'll jump into danger, overestimating his abilities, and it usually bites him in the ass.

Like, Obi-Wan may be overly concerned at times, but he's also right on the money when it comes to this.

Does Anakin overcome this flaw? Nope!

Still angry for having to leave Padmé behind and seeing his Jedi brothers and sisters get slaughtered in the arena, Anakin rushes Dooku, thinking he can take him on by himself, and gets blasted out of the game, leaving Obi-Wan to fend for himself. When he rejoins the fray, he overestimates himself, which costs him an arm.

CONS & PROS of the reshoots in AOTC.

If we look at this scene as it used to be, it gives us a clearer idea of Obi-Wan and Anakin's dynamic, being as it helps set up and frame their arcs more explicitly.

Also, while Windu still tells Obi-Wan to get off Anakin's back in the final version, once again, in this version of the scene it's done more explicitly. Had this stayed in the film as it was, future portrayals and receptions of Mace Windu would've been more charitable. Instead of framing him as someone who "always disapproved of Anakin" we might've seen a slightly more nuanced take on his relationship with the young Jedi in future books, for instance.

But the "show don't tell" saying in screenwriting and filmmaking is a classic. And in this case, while George removed a few lines that told us this arc, he added a few moments in the film to show it to the audience. Among other things:

Obi-Wan and Anakin's elevator scene. Originally, this wasn't in the film. George decided to insert it to establish that, on a normal day, Obi-Wan and Anakin have a pretty good symbiotic relationship. But Anakin meeting Padmé for the first time in 10 years is a catalyst event that makes Anakin act more petulant and arrogant than usual, which in turn makes Obi-Wan more stern. (the argument could be made that this would be more efficient if we were shown the "nest of Gundarks" incident, rather than told about it, but hey)

On Geonosis, when Obi-Wan compliments Anakin for successfully taking down a Core Ship, that moment was added during reshoots.

More importantly, the whole "put the ship down" interaction was drastically changed.

Originally, it was shorter, and the conflict in that scene wasn't as strong. It originally felt as simply Obi-Wan being a stickler as usual and Anakin pulling another one of his tantrums, without realizing that "dude, Padmé's fine, look!"

They shot it like this, and in the editing room one of the Assistant Editors pointed this out to Lucas. There was no tension.

So George reshot it and turned this exchange into a pivotal character moment. Now, there's a whole new meaning.

Obi-Wan needs Anakin by his side, he can't face Dooku alone. If he does, he will get killed. Anakin thinks Padmé is in danger, or worse, that she's dead (and we're not robbed of this tension by immediately showing she's fine).

Obi-Wan reminds him of his job. Anakin still only listens to his own emotions.

Obi-Wan warns him. He'll be expelled form the Jedi Order; real shit. If the roles were reversed, Padmé would put her duty first too. So, moment of truth, what's it gonna be?

Anakin looks inward... and makes a decision.

Says George Lucas:

"This scene with Padmé falling out of the ship - when I originally wrote it and we cut it together - it didn’t quite work. [...] We looked at it, and one of the Assistant Editors said “you know, it really looks like something should happen and it doesn’t”. [...] So we reshot this scene, with Hayden and Ewan, and really brought out the central issue which was not in the first time I shot it, which was ‘if you go back, you will be expelled from the Jedi Order’. And that level of confrontation hadn’t been there." - Attack of the Clones, Director's Commentary, 2002

So yeah. Little something I noticed.

I love this BtS stuff.

Oh and you can read the older AOTC script here.

#star wars #meta #long post #george lucas #lucas quotes #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #jedi order #mace windu #deleted scene #star wars episode ii: attack of the clones #aotc #geonosis #I may have chugged a whole lotta earl grey black tea so Im sorry if its incoherent #bts tidbits

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i feel like dad! matty would dress him and baba in matching costumes for halloween and telling girlie to join them in so they can have matching family costumes. i feel like all different au matty’s would do this

i think so too!! i loved the year the boys all dressed up as star wars characters, and i definitely think that when the kids are teeny tiny matty would dress them up as little ewoks (the thought of this alone is enough to get me weepy) and convince you to dress up as princess leia in return of the jedi while he goes as han solo lmao. or maybe when you just have the one baba, it's baby yoda/mando/bo katan? idk. either way, adorable. and as cute as that it, i think your favourite halloween costume was the year you all went as vampires - the kids were a bit older, a bit more excited to dress up, and matty went a little bit insane sourcing actual genuine vintage goth outfits for all of you to wear lmfao. you were slightly aghast at the effort he went to - it's one night! - but my god you all looked so fucking cool; matty made you do his eyeliner (an experience unto itself i fear) and contour him a bit, and you did the latter on the kids too (although given that they inherited matty's bone structure... they would've been fine anyway lol), and you all ended up COVERED in fake blood... so much fun lol. cuntiest family halloween costume ever i fear <3

#mads answers asks #matty asks #fluff asks #literal d word #dad!matty #birthday baby

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travellingdragon · 2 months

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Star Wars but with dragons

So I drew a few Jedi as dragons for a Temeraire/Star Wars crossover, where some people just are dragons. I haven't really yet decided if everything else would still be much the same (but with bigger spaceships) or if it's set on just one planet. Now originally I made the dragons (Yoda aside) pretty big but I think they should be a bit smaller, so Anakin for example is about as tall as Obi-Wan's chest.

Then I came across @bubblew0lf1's dragon!jedi au (which is very good, go have a look at it!) and their fluffy Obi-Wan inspired me to make mine fluffier too (he still has a scaled face and legs though, big fluffy body and skinny legs ^^).

So here is the updated version of Obi-Wan and Ahsoka:

Dragons who are part of Togruta societies usually imitate the lekku with a headdress, as Ahsoka does here.

Jedi dragons wear a collar to which a medal with the Jedi symbol is attached, and a chain, depending on their rank. The top of the collar has multiple slings for humanoids to hold on and also rings for those who have a harness to clip on. To the collar, tabbard-like slings of fabric are attached, with hidden pouches to store a few things. There are different styles for wearing these slings: an older style features just one piece of fabric which attaches to one side, goes under the frontleg, slings through a ring at the middle of the collar, goes under the other foreleg and then attaches to the other side. A newer style features two pieces of fabric, which cross at the chest.

Initiates wear a medal, which is attached to the collar with strings. Padawans get a string of silka beads which is attached with a cuff to a horn (if the dragon has horns, I definitely need to come up with some alternatives). Idk if this is canon but here beads are continuously added to the string so it grows as hair would do. A senior padawan adds a bigger pendant to the end of the string. As a knight, their beads get made into a chain which then attaches the medal to the collar. Masters get two pendants set within in this chain and maybe also more chains, the longer they are master? I haven't quite thought about this yet.

Dragons don't use their kyber crystals in lightsabers but can instead use them to create shields around them so they don't get shot out of the sky. Maybe they can also use them for attacks but I haven't quite decided on that yet. They wear their crystal(s) upon their forehead, fastened to horns or - especially if they don't have any - a headdress. When a Jedi falls, their crystal burns them and they cannot wear a kyber crystal upon that spot again.

The disaster lineage goes: dragon (Yoda), dragon (Dooku), human (Qui-Gon), dragon (Obi-Wan), human (Anakin), dragon (Ahsoka)

And here's some more doodles:

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Hi! Yes, absolutely, Vader could do that, because that's precisely how he got his bled kyber crystal in canon, that he fought Kirak Infil'a to steal his crystal and force it to bend to his will. He could do the same thing with Obi-Wan’s crystal, but I think two things stop him: 1. After Obi-Wan’s death on the Death Star, it feels like a fire has gone out of Darth Vader. Some of this is that he’s getting older and he’s spent two decades in total misery, but without Obi-Wan to fixate on, with Obi-Wan gone from the galaxy, something vital in Darth Vader flickers out. Oh, he’s still an asshole and he’ll still do terrible things and he’ll become fixated on Luke, but there’s a certain drive in a particular direction that has gone out of him--and one I think that, having been stripped from him, allows him to turn more fully towards Luke, that without Obi-Wan’s pull there any longer, there’s one less gravitational star for Vader to feel the pull of, that now he truly has nothing, Padme’s dead, Obi-Wan’s dead, Ahsoka’s probably dead but if not she’s certainly willing to kill him. What’s the point of bleeding Obi-Wan’s crystal? Obi-Wan isn’t there to see him do it, Obi-Wan doesn’t care about worldly things anymore, Obi-Wan left all of it behind when he let Vader kill him, there’s just no fire in Vader there anymore. 2. I think Vader may also be afraid of what would happen if he tried it. When he bleeds Kirak’s crystal, the Force and the crystal blast a vision right in his face, one that shows him another path he could be on, shows him that he could do things differently, and it’s an incredibly powerful moment that takes all of his hate and rage to overcome. It’s not even Obi-Wan’s crystal and it still shoves a vision into his head of him killing Palpatine and finding Obi-Wan on some random planet and begging for help/death/forgiveness/whatever.

I think he’s terrified of what Obi-Wan’s kyber crystal would show him. after all the times the Force has tried to show him another way, has tried to show him that Obi-Wan loved him (and he can’t look at that knowledge so close to Obi-Wan’s death, to Obi-Wan leaving him again), has tried to show him that he’s spent all these years on the wrong path. I think he’s terrified of the fire that’s no longer burning in him, that he might get lost in another vision if it’s from Obi-Wan’s crystal. I think he already has a saber and Sidious is already disdainful of his obsession with Obi-Wan, so if he bled the crystal anyway, Sidious might punish him for it. I think he’s filling himself up with the mystery surrounding who this boy is that Obi-Wan gave his saber to instead of looking at his actual problems. And I think he’s lonely and this is all he has left of someone he knew loved him. FROM A CERTAIN POINT OF VIEW: THERE IS ANOTHER by Gary D. Schmidt

And it was right at that moment--at that exact moment--that Yoda felt Obi-Wan grow suddenly stronger, and stronger, and stronger, and then move in a quick burst into the netherworld of the Force. And Yoda felt Anakin fall even more deeply into painful loneliness. A loneliness so terrible that Yoda almost felt pity for him.

Vader could bleed the crystal if he wanted to (and there may one day come a story where they decide that he did, because we don’t know what happened to Obi-Wan’s saber after the Death Star, I could see a lot of interesting potential in that story idea), but I think he didn’t because he was too afraid of it and because it was too painful for him to do it, now that Obi-Wan had gone beyond anywhere he could reach.

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