#yulerule

[itstimeforstarwars]

I will now haunt this blog in the hope of more galidraan au snippets.

Looking forward to it so much!

I haven’t posted any wip bits for a while, but now that I’m not actively posting the galidraan au, their frequency will probably pick up again.

I actually do have some passages already on the blog that are from the next fic, but you have to scroll down for a bit in either the #my writing tag or the #galidraan au tag to find them.

I’m glad you’re enjoying the fic!

#yulerule #thank you for the ask! #asks #galidraan au #the temptation to post wips is incredible right now #the first chapter of the next fic is from dooku’s perspective amd tbh i really like it lol #but i shall resist #i will let everyone absorb the last chapter first

[kittimau]

Tagged by @some27-url thank you!!

I'll pass this along to @charlatron @jacklyn-flynn @kemvee @maiaspen @adventuresofmeghatron @howlbrooklyn @yulerule & anyone else who would like to do it 💙

slow burn or love at first sight // fake dating or secret dating (don't make me choose!)// enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers // oh no there’s only one bed or long-distance correspondence // hurt/comfort or amnesia // fantasy au or modern au // mutual pining (literally give me ALL THE PINING) or domestic bliss // smut or fluff // canon-compliant or fix-it // reincarnation or character death  // one-shot or multi-chapter // kid fic or road trip fic // arranged marriage or accidental marriage // high school romance or middle aged romance // time travel or isolated together // neighbors or roommates  // sci-fi au or magic au // body swap or gender bend // angst or crack // apocalyptic or mundane

#tropes #i love tropes #tag game #tag meme #fanfic tropes

[willowcrowned]

Ok, so what if we want Anakin to be groomed by Obi-Wan. Since we have Palps and Padmé already. My first instinct would be a broken, time traveling Obi-Wan, but maybe you have some other ideas?

So you have just unknowingly tapped into the part of my brain that has a deep, deep love for AUs where Obi-Wan is straight up a horrible person. And look— it's really hard to get him to that point, because Obi-Wan is unfortunately an incredible, kind, selfless person who just so happens to be blind in the very specific areas that Palpatine needed him to be blind in, but it is so, so worth it, especially when you can use it to take a look at his absolutely batshit relationship with Anakin, add sex, and ramp the craziness up to 100. (And yes, you can make those aus gen, but then we'd lose a huge dimension of the dynamic that I like, and also it's way sexier when it ends with Obi-Wan on a throne and Anakin in a collar at his knee)

Now I clearly have many Thoughts about this (and just about as many AUs), but since we’re on the topic of Anzati Padmé, let’s do an AU of an AU.

Padmé doesn’t kill Obi-Wan. She doesn’t even get the chance. She never leaves the throne room, never finds him in the generator complex, and he emerges alive. That night, she spirits Anakin away, but this time she has a pursuer.

Obi-Wan hears that Anakin has disappeared along with the queen, and freaks out. He just made a promise to his dying master to train the boy, and now the boy is gone. His grief-struck, traumatized brain hyperfocuses on that one instruction, and leaves in the middle of the night to find them. When the Council gets to Naboo, Qui-Gon is dead, Obi-Wan is gone, and so are Anakin and the queen.

Padmé is very good at staying hidden— much better, in fact, than Obi-Wan is at finding people— but she’s traveling with a nine year old boy, and there’s only so much she can do to hide him. Besides, he’s insisting they go back to Tatooine, and she can’t deny him this, not now, and not if she wants him to trust her.

That’s where Obi-Wan catches up with them— in Watto’s shop, with the Toydarian’s body smoldering on the floor as Anakin screams and screams and screams and Padmé has a strange, thrilled look in her eyes.

Obi-Wan threatens to kill her, goes so far as pulling out his lightsaber, but the way Anakin looks when he begins to swing— well, if he kills Padmé, he may very well be the next smoldering corpse on the floor. So he puts his lightsaber away, and offers to train Anakin as a Jedi. This way, at least, there’s a mitigating influence on him. This way, he has some hope of protecting the child from whatever Padmé is.

(Padmé, of course, wants to kill him, but she can’t. Right now, she’s held hostage by Anakin’s desires just as much as Anakin is held hostage by her. She can’t deny him if she wants to keep him, and she wants to keep him very much indeed.)

So Obi-Wan comes with them, very aware of how much he’s already compromised by letting Anakin off scot free for killing Watto, how much he’s already compromised by letting a creature like Padmé continue to roam the galaxy. But— what can he do, other than try to keep Anakin? What can he do but train him, indulge him, bind him to Obi-Wan as much as Padmé has bound Anakin to her in the hopes that he can prevent even some damage?

In the end, is it any surprise that he finds his moral certitude stripped away? In the end, is it any surprise that he finds himself a hypocrite, a contradiction to everything he’s supposed to uphold? In the end, if he travels with these people, if he lets Padmé feed and Anakin kill is he any better than they are? He couldn’t bring himself to kill them in the beginning for the love of his master, but now that the grief is settled, now that he has betrayed every single one of the ideals he was supposed to embody over and over again, how can he face himself?

He could kill them and leave, but how can he return to the Order like this? How can he be anything but what he’s become? And worse, he likes it here, with them. He likes how open they are, how free with their affection, how Anakin adores him and even Padmé enjoys his company, how they both have no compunctions about holding him tight and never letting go. In the end, is it any surprise that he stays with them, like a moth to a flame? Is it any surprise that he falls into bed with them too?

And, in the end, when he sees Palpatine take over as Emperor, is it any surprise that he begs them to help him destroy the man who killed his master? Is it any surprise that Obi-Wan takes his place, Anakin and Padmé at his side? Is it any surprise that he tries to fix the galaxy he betrayed, ruling it with an iron fist? In the end, is it any surprise that he falls?

#you KNOW we were ending with emperor obi #i just think he's neat #especially with his little attack dog anakin #and his— well no one can really figure out what padmé is to him #consort maybe? #many many people try to assassinate or kidnap her #because she's the only one of the trio who doesn't seem dangerous #none of them are ever seen again #sorry this went a lil off topic #uh #not a lot of grooming here by obi wan #I just— he's not the type? #he'll do other really really awful things if you poke him with enough hot sticks #but he's not going to actively groom a child #he just doesn't see the point #okay cutting this off before it becomes an essay #anzati padmé au au #obianidala #asks #yulerule #star wars #star wars au #my aus

[aziraphales-library]

Lost Fic #51

1. Hello! A while back I read a fic where Crowley discovers all of the clothes Aziraphale has kept from over the centuries, including his corset, and they go and get Zira fitted for a new one and he ends up buting two custom corsets—one inspired by Crowley’s snake form—and i cant recall the name of the fic but at one point zira says the corset feels like “ armor” and not restricting. does anyone know the name of this fic? Thank you! ~anon

2. I’m looking for a fix. Aziraphale and crowley started to have casual sex since the beginning and it eats at Crowley because he loves him, but figures he’ll be okay with this. surprise he’s not, and actually blows up at Aziraphale when aziraphale confesses his love and runs away to an Island and aziraphale finds him and takes him back to a hotel and they have a real conversation. In the end aziraphale kisses him and they make loves instead of just sex. It’s a long one if I remember correctly. ~anon

3. maybe I’m just being impatient lol with the days blending together but I think tumblr might have eaten my ask? I lost an amnesia fic I desperately want to reread. In it sometime in the 20th century both have their memories of each other taken away, and then everything sucks. Crowley gets into drug use, but keeps holding on to Azirphale’s cufflink he found under his bed. aziraphale tries to give away his worldly possessions. Crowley gets bindings to prevent him doing miracles. ~anon

4. Hello! I'm looking for two fics. One has demons being unable to fly, as their wings were crippled in the Fall. HOWEVER, Crowley can fly, even though it's pretty painful for him, as he imagines very hard that his wings are whole. And they look whole. I think he was flying over a lake or something? ~ @yulerule

5. So Im looking for a fic that took place right after the Bastille rescue. Aziraphale was trying to recreate a night he and Crowley slept together; Crowley had Aziraphale wipe his memories but A couldn’t bear to make himself forget.  So they make love and this time Aziraphale asks Crowley to wipe his memories, and C can’t bear to make himself forget.  That was the first chapter.  ~ @gleefully-macabre

If you know one of these fics, please use the number in your response!

~ Mod G

#good omens #asks #lost fic #ineffable husbands #Anon #yulerule #gleefully-macabre #mod g #adult omens

[luminousalicorn]

Hi! So I was re-reading Radiance yesterday. And now I'm re-browsing Effulgence. I vaguely remember that there were two kids that when they combined powers, could reverse Chelsea's destructive emotional connections? They visualized it as a chopped grove of trees I think? I'm trying to find it in Effulgence without re-reading the whole thing. (Unless it turns out to be in Incandescence or something) And I reread all of Elcenia a couple weeks back. Fun times.

I don’t actually remember this off the top of my head at all.  Maybe it’s a fanfic or something?  I posted some Luminosity fanfics back in the day.

#luminosity and radiance #yulerule

[wanderingalicewrites]

Do you mind if I ask about a couple more? Bodyswap and Not What We May Be.

Not at all! Talking about things actually makes me want to go write things, which is always good :)

These two are both really short one-shots that may or may never move out of the WIP folder.

Bodyswap is a short but angsty one. I’ve seen the same plot done a lot of by a bunch of different authors, but the idea spoke to me and I wanted to try my own version of it since it’s so incredibly angsty and hit me when I was dealing with a flare up from my own chronic pain. So I had to at least start it. It doesn’t have much plot at the moment, but it’s basically the idea that Crowley’s body is always in incredible pain because of his Fall / punishment for getting Eve to eat the apple. It currently only consists of one scene, where Crowley is trying to avoid doing the bodyswap, though he knows it’s probably necessary, so he’s making himself drink like a ton of a special tea he brews from plants grown in Hell’s soil that helps deaden the pain. But it’ll go at least a little farther with them actually doing the bodyswap, and Aziraphale managing Crowley’s body, and them both figuring out that Aziraphale actually has the ability to help ease the pain a bit. It starts really angsty and ends really gentle and calm.

Not What We May Be is one where Crowley thinks that, because he’s a demon, he’s just got this natural aura of temptation. And he’s terrified of tempting Aziraphale in any way, so he keeps himself very very walled off, so not even a hint of his aura can leak through. Of course, this also means that he keeps his love walled off as well, and he’s absolutely positive that Aziraphale both a) does not love him, and b) has no idea he’s head over heels in love himself. He’s wrong on both counts, of course, and after Armageddon fails they go back to the bookshop and Aziraphale makes a move. Of course, Crowley realizes that his walls are leaking, and Aziraphale must have been hit by some of his infernal aura, and freaks out thinking he’s done something unforgiveable. Aziraphale then has to calm him down and convince him that no, he’s not been tempted -at least, not in that way, and not at all against his will. It spends some time exploring the idea that the way we think of ourselves isn’t always accurate, and even when we do know exactly what we are, we don’t really know what we can become until we try.

I pulled the title from a quote in Hamlet: “We know what we are, but not what we may be”

#yulerule

[legobiwan]

Hi! So you mentioned Obi-Wan's battle-lust. Do you think it's associated with being brothers-in-arms, especially with Anakin? Do you think he just really likes that working together, utterly perfectly, one half of a whole that they are more of on a battlefield, in a fight, than outside of it?

Apologies for the delay on this! 

I think it’s a lot of things, to be honest. Firstly, the Jedi - maybe not all the Jedi, but many of the Jedi, at least - do seem to exhibit this kind of exuberance in the midst of war. It’s mentioned in the Clone Wars Gambit/Siege books, and I don’t think it’s a totally off-base suggestion. I mean, to fight like that, to achieve victory, to be in the midst of a life or death battle - the adrenaline alone must be intoxicating and then combine it with the fact that the Jedi are Force-sensitive - I can’t imagine how overwhelming that feeling would be. Sure, they are trained to suppress, to balance those impulses, especially in the middle of a battle, but I doubt they would be as effective as they are as soldiers and warriors without it. Perhaps the true meditation comes afterwards. It’s also why Palpatine’s plan was genius, because if you get an entire order whose mandate is peace and turn them towards bloody conflict, they will start to exhibit behaviors that are not entirely Jedi-like.

But I digress.

So let’s assume we take this as a basic premise for many of the Jedi. Now let’s add on the next layer. Specifically, Kenobi. This is a man who we know ruthlessly repressed his emotions, perhaps more so than the average Jedi. And Obi-wan has a lot of emotion, a lot of turmoil that is rarely expressed. He is reserved, refined, the perfect diplomat - completely in control.

Battle, however, is no place for diplomacy. And Obi-wan is known for being a ferocious, cunning fighter, who, when backed against a wall, will completely destroy you. (jar’kai Obi-wan, anybody? That is what this man is capable of.) So much of Obi-wan’s repressed emotion is released via his sardonic, caustic-to-the-point-of-burning-a-hole-through-the-floor humor, but there is still that standard of behavior - it’s a little like having a turning a hose on to full power but only letting a bit drip out because you’ve twisted the tube so it’s blocked. At some point, all that water, all the pressure is going to have to be released.

And what better theater for that than war, where it is acceptable (to a certain degree) to let loose, where the difference between life and death might lie in that expression of adrenaline, that yearn for battle. It must feel so good for Obi-wan to release like that, to chop up some droids. (You can’t tell me he doesn’t enjoy it. The lightsaber twirls. The smirks. The way he goads his enemies.) And still, aside from a few choice moments, he is still repressing himself, even in the middle of a droid army.

Enter Anakin. The polar opposite of Obi-wan. The man who wears his emotions on his tunic sleeves, who is so powerful, so in-tune with the Force that it’s almost overwhelming. I would argue that to a certain degree, Anakin can’t control himself, not pre-Vader, because it’s just all too much, too many emotions at once, too much to process, too much…everything. (And that his transition to Vader weakened him to the point where he could grab on to his still-ridiculous level of power, where he could control it. And a weakened Anakin Skywalker, child of the Force, with control over his abilities is far more terrifying in many ways than a full-powered Anakin Skywalker who just. can’t. quite. keep his grip.)

Anyway, that feeling, that surge of power, of the Force itself. It must be mind-altering, and perhaps Obi-wan’s presence helps to siphon off the wilder aspects of Anakin’s being in battle. It must be the ultimate dopamine hit in many ways, and like all dopamine hits, it must be one hell of a drug. So yeah, I imagine Obi-wan would have a little bit of battle-lust, both for personal reasons and his partnership with Anakin, which is this wonderful, ultimately destructive symbiosis between the two men.

#yulerule #hello there #ask legobiwan #oh boy i should take more mornings off #i feel great #(aside from the impending respiratory illness) #meta #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker

[lurkingcrow]

(2/2)I'm currently reading another fic where old Ben is possessing Councilor Obi-Wan. So. How about. For unspecified reasons/methods, Old Ben (anywhere from just post-66 to post-RotJ ForceGhost) is cosharing (to what extent, you decide, are they separate, or blending) with either CW!Obi-Wan or Padawan/Knight Kenobi. And same with Vader-coshares appropriate Anakin. How aware all 4 personalities R of each other - up 2 U. I'm bad at specifics aren't I. I try to narrow down, yet still go or,or,or.

Why go for “OR” when you can use “AND”?  ;)

Sorry about the delay, corralling this into something doable was a bit of an effort. Even now there’s still an extra scene or two that don’t want to cooperate, so I decided to call it quits and share what I’ve got...

Anakin was five when he went mad.

(“You are not mad child. This is the will of the Force.”)

The voices of course disagree, but Ani knows that the only other people to hear invisible voices that nobody else can are the ones who've spent too long in the desert and ended up addled.

(“Ok, you may have point there... but trust me this is different!”)

When he brings up the issue to his Mom however she just laughs a little sadly and tells him that he's not mad - plenty of children have imaginary friends, and he should enjoy his time with them while he could.

(The voices fall silent, as they always do when she is near.)

Anakin isn't quite convinced. There's something in his heart that tells him something is… not wrong, but not right either. Still, his Mom is really smart so maybe he should talk to them anyway?

And so began his years long relationship with the ghosts in his head.

“You need to get those power converters checked quickly - if Watto ends up using one it’s going to blow up in his face and he’ll take it out on us.” advises the man who claims to be his older self.

Anakin looks from the part in his hand up to where only he can see the outline of a tall man lounging against the wall - the ghosts have become stronger over the years, capable of appearing outside his dreams. It would be nice if they could do more than talk at him though. He looks back at the converter. It looks fine. But then again Big Him hasn’t been wrong about this kind of thing before.

Anakin sighs. “Yeah, ok. At least there's only eight of…”

He cuts off mid word as both he and his other self turn to look beyond the door, where the dark shadows seem to coalesce into another large form.

Big Him glares venomously. “Oh. You’re back.”

The Dark Man seems continues to walk forward, unperturbed by the interruption. The faint echoing hiss of nonexistent machinery fills the back of Anakin’s mind as he nears.

One gloved hand reaches out as if to pick up the part in Anakin's fingers, only to pause as the figure remembers his incorporeal nature.

“You persist in this folly. Why? With my help you could be free of this all!”

“No.” Anakin says firmly, gathering his will and holding his chin high. “You hurt people. It’s not right.”

The black mask regards the boy impassively. “There is little that is right about this accursed planet. You could embrace your power, use it to do great things, and yet you allow this idiotic… JEDI to poison you with his weakness.”

“I am NOT weak!” snarls Big Him, fists clenching. “And it's not difficult to see that the Sith are EVIL!”

Anakin can feel the tension rising in the Force (another thing his ghosts had introduced him to) and steps between the shapes, forcing their attention on him.

“Hey, Big Me? Could you go check on Mom? She should be down at the market by now.”

His older self looks uncertain for a moment, the need to protect their mother battling with the urge to defend Anakin himself. “If you're sure.”

“I'll be fine.”

The apparition disappears, leaving behind only the menacing shadow.

For a moment neither of them speak..

“Why are you so mean? You're him right? The same way that he's me.”

“I am NOTHING like him. Anakin Skywalker was a weak fool.” the Dark Man rumbles.

“But we, you, ARE Anakin Skywalker!”

“No.” Rasps that deep deep voice “ I KILLED Anakin Skywalker.”

Anakin just looks at him sadly.

“And that's why I'm gonna keep saying no.”

*****

Obi-Wan Kenobi is not insane.

He knows this, feels the Force hum with certainty whenever he questions it, and yet he still has no better answer for the apparitions that haunt his waking mind.

“Believe me, if I had any answers for you I would give them. This situation makes no sense to me either.”

Obi-Wan holds back a sigh of resignation as he washes the last traces of mud out of his hair, long experience leaving him comfortable with his unseen company even within the privacy of his own quarters.  

Why him? Of all the beings in the universe for the Force to choose to experiment with temporal displacement, why did it have to be Obi-Wan Kenobi? He may be strong in the unifying Force, may have had the occasional Force vision, but surely there are more important individuals to bestow this on?

Still, no matter his confusion, there's no reason to take his frustration out on his other self.

“I know. I just wish… anyway thank you, for your advice back there. I dread to think what a fool I would have looked like if I’d gone ahead and greeted the High Chief as I’d intended.”

The bearded apparition winces a little ruefully. “It would not have been the most pleasant of experiences, no.”

Obi-Wan slings his towel over his shoulder and looks at the other him with a smile. “Then I appreciate your willingness to help me avoid it.” His mood dampens a little bit. “I think I’ve disappointed Master Qui-Gon on this mission without adding public humiliation to the mix.”

The ghost looks pained. “I understand completely. With the years of hindsight I would still argue that his response was a little unnecessary, I see his position. The desire to see one's Padawan grow and succeed is a Master's greatest pleasure, and I'm sure the harsh words were not intended as such.”

A dry chuckle emerges from the other corner of the room and Obi-Wan abruptly remembers that  there are in fact three presences inside his private quarters.

“Or perhaps he simply did not think. There comes a time when we must accept that even the most revered Masters are fallible, and can be wrong. You of all people should understand this General.”

The General ( for that is what he is clad in battered armour emblazoned with the symbol of the Order and Obi-Wan shudders to think of the circumstances under which Jedi would become soldiers) flinches as if hit by a physical blow before rebounding and locking his gaze upon entering their eldest iteration with keen intent.

“Perhaps. Of course if you wish to elucidate upon the subject I would be happy to listen, Ben.”

The older, sadder, Jedi Master raises one eyebrow, and silently regards his younger selves.

Ben does not talk often, and when he does it is full of regret and deep loneliness. His silence on the specifics of his past have led to considerable tension with the General - one day Obi-Wan will apparently have a Padawan, a Grand-Padawan even, and the General is desperate for information to prevent whatever tragedy will befall them.

(“No.” Ben says the first time the General pushes. “It will only cause you pain. Our young self is the only one of us with the opportunity to change his future right now. To act rashly is to risk losing what precious little hope remains.”)

Obi-Wan can kind of see both their points. He’s not sure he wants to know what horrors the future holds in store, but at the same time he is desperately curious about the people who will come to mean so much to him.

Still it doesn’t matter. Ben is immovable on this subject.

Realising the current conversation has reached an impasse, Obi-Wan attempts to defuse the simmering disquiet.

“It’s ok, what’s done is done. We need to focus on making sure the next time we’re in a situation like that we have alternatives.”

One heartbeat, two, and Ben’s face crinkles up into a genial smile.

“Ah yes. Have you considered the merits of converting some mission funds into small trade items for emergencies? Sewing a pouch into the band of our trousers would minimise the risk of it being lost, and we wouldn’t need to worry about transactions being traced.”

Obi-Wan takes the moment to finish dressing, mulling the idea over.

“ An interesting idea. Why did I never think of that?” muses the General, idly stroking his spectral beard, a keen glint in his eye.

Ben regards them both,eyes ever so sad. “You never needed to. Until we did.”

And Obi-Wan Kenobi  wishes that he was only mad.

#yulerule

[silvereddaye]

Vaderwan, for the prompt?

I got The Good Life by OneRepublic

Lyrics: Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fightLike this city is on fire tonightThis could really be a good lifeA good, good life

The stormtroopers dragged Obi-Wan into the posh sitting room. The lights were off and only the bright warm glow from outside lit the place. A large black sofa sat in front of large floor-to-ceiling windows, which is where the troopers placed Obi-Wan. Then they left. The Force suppressing cuffs still dug into his wrists. He sighed.

He was tired. He hadn’t gone down without a fight. His clothes, leather spacer ones, were torn and tattered. He would be sporting deep bruises in a few hours. Dried blood caked a few scrapes. His side burned where the stun bolt had hit him. He sighed and sank into the sofa. Then he heard the door open.

Boots softly clicked against the tile floor. They grew closer. Obi-Wan closed his eyes. He didn’t need the Force to tell him who was approaching. The boots rounded around the sofa and stopped right in front of him. Obi-Wan took a shaky breath and opened his eyes.

He stood there. The moment Obi-Wan’s eyes hit him, his face lit up with a smile. A beautiful smile that brought bittersweet memories of smiles thrown Obi-Wan’s way in the hallways of the temple or through the viewport of a Jedi fighter ship.

“Obi-Wan,” he said softly with a clear note of happiness and longing in his voice.

Obi-Wan took a deep breath. “Darth Vader,” he responded evenly. He looked just like Anakin Skywalker. Long curly dark golden hair. A cleft in his chin. A scar next to his right eye. But he wasn’t. He was not Anakin. He was Vader. And the gold eyes were proof of that.

Vader sat down on the edge of the sofa right next to Obi-Wan. Their legs were touching. Vader leaned in towards him, and brought his hand up. His real hand. His flesh hand. Obi-Wan leaned into it. He sighed as he felt that warm hand cup his face. Ana-Vader left out a soft chuckle. Obi-Wan realized what he had done. He scowled and threw his body back against the sofa.

Vader leaned in and again placed his hand again against Obi-Wan’s cheek. Obi-Wan closed his eyes. He missed this. He missed this touch. Then he felt the soft lips brush against his cheek. Then there were the kisses. Soft. Light. A trail of them that led to his lips. Vader kissed his lips a few time before pulling back.

Obi-Wan opened his eyes to see Vader licking his lips. “I’ve missed you so much,” Vader said softly. “You gave up quite a chase, but now . . . now you’re finally here with me. We’re together again..”

Obi-Wan’s eyes looked pass Vader to the window. A pain grew in his heart as he saw the city on fire. “You didn’t have to burn the city down,” Obi-Wan whispered.

“Oh, but I was so happy to finally find you. When you’re happy like a fool, you must let it take you over. And I did. Look at how this city is on fire tonight. Celebrating our new life together. Our good, good life.”

I haven’t done any Obikin/Vaderwan in a long time. 

#my writing #tumblr prompt #writing meme #obikin #vaderwan #yulerule

[fireflyfish]

I found the SCARverse quite a while ago, and saved it to read on a rainy day. Today's not rainy, but I read all four? pieces. Ouch. Poor Anakin. I had tears in my eyes. What does Anakin think of the Kenobi being haunted? (I feel this is a perfect question for Halloween :) ) Does Obi-Wan appear to him more than the troops? Communicate a bit more?

Oh my goodness! My dear bambino that’s a lot of angst to take in one sitting! *hug hug* I hope you enjoyed a nice pile of your favorite candy or delicious edible treat to recover from reading the four snippets of SCARverse. It’s not always the easiest read. Okay well Ben Amidala is adorable, as is Mercy Kryze, but who doesn’t love tiny children being cute and smashing Separatist Peas? I’ve always felt peas were suspicious and Padme’s tiny little one just confirmed my worst fears. I wonder what this means for brussel sprouts? Are they aligned with the Sith?!

But I digress! Back to your questions!

What does Anakin think of the Kenobi being haunted?

Anakin finds the idea of Obi-Wan’s spirit haunting the Kenobi to be reassuring. With one caveat. Anakin doesn’t think the ship is haunted so much as he thinks Obi-Wan uses the ship to communicate with him from the netherworld of the Force. 

Anakin sees what he thinks are signs from Obi-Wan all over the place. If a battle goes a way he hadn’t planned the Republic wins big, Anakin thinks that’s Obi-Wan giving them some extra help. The nice weather is a sign from Obi-Wan as is bad weather. He’s not gone into battle because, and I quote, “The Old Man is in a bad mood. Just look at the clouds.”

An hour later, when Republic forces would have already been committed to an risky engagement and would no doubt be in a dangerous spot, it starts pouring space cats and dogs and the Separatist’s droid army gets bogged down in the mud and lighting. 

So it isn’t so much Anakin thinks the ships haunted as Anakin thinks he’s haunted. 

Now the clones and the natchers (natural born troopers i.e. recruits from Republic member worlds)? They think the ship is haunted. They straight up believe the ghost of Obi-Wan Kenobi roams the halls complaining about tea and finding lost boxes of supplies and performing routine turbolift maintenance when they get stuck on their way to some place far more exciting than the mess hall. To a one they are thankful for the ghost they believe watches over them and tries to help them bring as many brothers back as they can. 

Does Obi-Wan appear to him more than the troops? Communicate a bit more?

It isn’t really communication or a conversation in Anakin’s case. It’s more like confirmation of what Anakin is thinking. In The Haunted Flagship, Anakin didn’t act until he felt he got the go ahead from Obi-Wan. Anakin knew what he wanted to do but he needed that affirmation, that metaphorical hand on the back of his shoulder, to tell him that his plan was a good one. 

The ghost very rarely disapproves of Anakin’s attacks but the SCAR usually understands why when he does and reconsiders his attack with the General’s disapproval in mind. 

As for the troops? They’ve heard all kinds of strange whisperings and they firmly believe that if they hear something unexplained, it’s the General and it’s best to report it to the nearest Jedi for interpretation. 

An interesting thing to point out is, while the General seems to truly and deeply care for Ahsoka, she’s not had a whole lot of luck seeking his wisdom and she’s never heard him speak. Ahsoka isn’t quite sure the Kenobi is haunted but it makes Anakin happy and that’s really all she cares about. 

It was so hard for Ahsoka to pull him out of the black hole he fell into after Obi-Wan died that she will do just about anything, go along with whatever ridiculous scheme Anakin has to keep him safe from himself and his own demons. While Anakin and Ahsoka have always been sibling-esque in their Master-Padawan relationship, Obi-Wan’s death led to Ahsoka taking on the reigns of leadership and command much faster than anyone ever intended for her leading to her current position as the youngest High General in the GAR.

Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment! I hope you enjoy the next snippet whenever it decides to let itself to be written. I hope you had a happy halloween and a lovely week!

#Ask Auntie Fishy #SCARverse #Poor poor Anakin #He never wanted any of this #He's trying so damn hard to be the Jedi Obi-Wan believed he could be #And it's so hard #But Ahsoka helps #And Rex and Fives and the rest of the 501st #Everyone tries to help Anakin however they can #But he just refuses to let anyone else shoulder the burden he thinks he alone can carry #Poor little desert boy #Lost without his north star #yulerule

[cadesama]

yulerule replied to your post: I will get to the last prompt, I swear! In the...

Ok, This seems interesting… - I feel like a major question is if they have any copies of the memories of the originals

I’m not sure I posted the snippet I had written of what happens next, but the gist of the premise was that they were going to have Anakin and Obi-Wan’s memories (cut off at a certain point, I don’t recall if I had decided where) and it would be an opportunity/struggle for Anakin to work through his issues without the Force as a hang up. But the original bit of what happens next:

“I don't like it,” Han said.

The two clones, scrubbed, and dressed in Han's two changes of clothes – which he would be needing back – sat at the dejarik table with Chewie, exchanging pleasantries as if “decanted” somehow was not the most accurate term to use for how they'd come to be here.

“I don't either,” Leia replied. She was dressed in a snug white suit, hands curling and uncurling at her sides, brow furrowed as she watched their guests.

“Good. Glad we're in this together.”

Han couldn't say that he had strong feelings about clones. He'd grown up on the holoreels. They grew up a bit differently than most humans, faster, but they did grow up. They were people. These two were another beast altogether. Jedi clones, birthed from who knows what, growing up on who knows what. They seemed normal … ish.

But he couldn't shake the feeling that they weren't.

“Who are they?” he asked quietly.

“Han, you know --”

“But are they?” he asked. He dropped his voice lower, aware that his emotions were quickly going to get the best of him and make him much, much louder if he didn't rein them in now. “How? How could they be? Where would their memories come from?”

The clone troopers, there'd been holodocs about the cloning process. They knew they weren't the original. They had names, given to themselves, admittedly, but they had names and individuality. They had training and lives and even childhoods.

They didn't live in tubes for twenty years.

“I don't know. The Force?”

Han scoffed. Even Luke wouldn't believe that.

“And if they aren't, then what, Han? What does it matter?”

Leia sounded frustrated and Han had to admit that he didn't think this was any kind of Imperial plot against them. He doubted that these two, Kenobi and Skywalker, The Negotiator and The Hero With No Fear, were trained sleeper agents or that such a thing was even possible to be taught while soaking up nutrients in a tank.

“What if --” Han stopped as a thought occurred to him. “What if they aren't clones? There are a lot of surgeries out there.”

“But not a lot of Alliance codes. Han, we came out here to begin with because everything checked out. I don't think Jaybo was leading us into a trap. But,” Leia sighed and rubbed her eyes. Her hand fell to her side and she clapped it against her leg in frustration, fingers splayed. “But we can't ever be too sure. We'll test them when we get back to base.

“If they wanted to fool us with old Jedi heroes, they probably should have chosen at least two who aren't related to anyone we know.”

That was exactly what Han didn't want to hear.

“You really want to bring Luke into this?”

He didn't have the Force and hell, Han couldn't even say he was that good at reading women – or anyone – but he could feel the churn in her gut. It was the same one he felt.

He hated the idea of making Luke hope only to disappoint him.

#yulerule #star wars #my fic #muggle anakin

[stonefreeak]

I just read all your Supreme Chancellor fics in one go. I dropped everything until I just finished (a minute ago). No prompts, just can't wait for Obi-Wan to wake up and for Anakin to return to Coruscant. That psychic attack on Obi-Wan though - really gave away the fact that the Sith Master is concentrating on him, maybe hints that the assassinations are from him as well. Anyway, I wanted to ask if there was a good way to know when you post updates to this fic.

Oh goodness, I feel like that’s a really high praise! Thank you! I hope you enjoyed it :)

Desperate times means desperate measures! Aka Palpatine doesn’t care if the Jedi know that the Sith Master wants one of the masters of the high council dead (that’s kind of a given) and getting rid of Kenobi would have been worth the risk, but NOPE, PALPS, DENIED.

Besides, it kind of doesn’t matter if the Jedi know/suspect that the assassination attempts are actually aimed at Obi-Wan if they can’t prove it. Palps is all about that plausible deniability and gaming the system.

I try to update once a month, around the same time as my last update (so there will be one now at the end of august) but otherwise there’s no real way to know except following the fic’s tag or occasionally dropping in on the masterpost to see if anything new has arrived.

Or  guess you can follow my blog and see the update that way, but idk if that’s the best way. If anyone who reads my fic has tips for how they keep track, help this person out!

#about CK #thank you! #yulerule #I got an ask!

[willowcrowned]

Poor Anakin. Does he ever figure any of it out? Since he's the one luring meals to her... And poor Anakin again, since Padmé would probably rather eat him than let him die...

Padmé, above all else, isn’t wasteful. She can’t afford to be— not with Anakin. She doesn’t know what he is, exactly, or how he came into being, but she knows the chances of her encountering another like him are unimaginably slim. And to encounter another like him in their infancy? Who might respond to her in the same way? Impossible.

So not only is she not going to eat him (at least while he’s still useful to her), she’s going to want to keep him as he is— loyal and beautiful and young. Padmé hunts down a Jedi that’s figured out how to keep from aging, plombs the depths of her mind for the secret, hands it to Anakin, and eats her.

Anakin, of course, is overjoyed; this way they can be together for eternity. But eternity is a very, very long time. Long enough for him to puzzle at least part of it out.

Eventually, he sees what’s going on, but— well, what does it matter? She’s the only one who will ever love him like this, and all he has to do is be good for her. She’s all he has left.

#anzati padmé au #asks #yulerule

[aziraphales-library]

Lost fic post #16

1.  do you have any recommendations for fics where aziraphale realizes 6000 years of "you're the bad one, I'm the good one" have further cemented in crowleys mind the idea that hes less than aziraphale and unworthy of love? bonus points if aziraphale shows crowley just how worthy of love he is ~anon

2.  hi, i'm looking for a fic where aziraphale is trying to smite crowley but crowley falls off his horse and breaks his leg and az ends up healing him instead. it was short-ish and cute but i can't find it! ~anon

3.  Hi there! I was looking for a fanfic where Crowley follows a human into the woods, and Aziraphale follows them. After this the human stabs Crowley and he’s unable to heal himself, and when Aziraphale comes near he hides in a tree trunk and panics thinking Aziraphale will smite him. Have you heard of this one? Thank you so much! ❤️ ~ @jarmalade

4.  Hi - looking for a human au fic where Crowley does drag every week? I'm 76% sure that one or both of them is trans in it. ~anon

5.  Hi! So I can't find a fic even after googling it six ways to Sunday. And I literally can't concentrate on anything else. So I'm pretty sure it's a Raphael! Crowley fic, and the Great Beast is chained up in Tartarus. Whenever we see Lucifer, it's kinda a projection. At some point, Lucifer takes Crowley to the edge of the Pit and threatens him ( and he doesn't know Crowley is his brother). At the airfield, the demonic form of Satan is just another projection, the Great Beast is still chained. ~ @yulerule

If you know any of these fics, please use the number in your response!

~Mod P

#good omens #asks #anon #yulerule #jarmalade #mod p #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #lost fic

[piratekenway]

I just read all your Han Solo is a terrible time traveler tags. That was fun. Is it going to stay headcanony (if so, is there anything else you can share?) Or will a fic eventually grow out of this?

I wrote a fic series actually! I haven’t updated it in a while but one day I will. one day.

#han solo is a terrible time traveler #asks #yulerule

[wanderingalicewrites]

Hmm. A Mirror in the Dark sounds intriguing and full of promise.

It is! It’s a fun one, or at least, I think it will be. It’s another long-ish fic that I plan to do next after Promise.

The premise is very loosely inspired by the filk song The Horsetamer’s Daughter (which is really long, but also really really good.)

It’s a fantasy AU, where rival orders of mages essentially rule of humanity. They claim that because once, long ago, they stopped the world from being destroyed, humanity owes them. And so they rule from high towers, only ever coming down to take away any children with magical talent. Crowley was raised in one of these orders, and, while never really influential, developed a talent for finding out the secrets his bosses don’t want him to know. 

One day, he overhears them talking about a new plan. A child is about to be born who will have the power to save the world from a new disaster. Or to end it. To wipe out humanity so the only people left will be the mages of whichever order controls the child.

So, being Crowley, he decides the best plan of action is to kidnap the baby. He picks up another along the way, and raises Adam and Warlock in secret, moving around a lot so no one ever really catches on to the fact that they’re magical.

Some years later, about when the prophecy is supposed to come to pass, Aziraphale finds himself sent to an insignificant town in the middle of nowhere to collect more children to help power the spells of his order, who are looking for the missing prophesied boy. Crowley, convinced he knows who the boys are, kidnaps him and holds him hostage.

Meanwhile, Adam and Warlock, exploring in some old ruins, find a mirror that holds a terrible power. One that might just bring about the end of the world. 

#yulerule