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How do we feel about time-travel fics where teenage Ahsoka crashes the Kenobi-Jinn Mandalore mission and, while Obi-Wan is having weird courtly love pining nonsense with Satine, Ahsoka herself has managed to hook up with Bo-Katan.
It was supposed to be an undercover thing where Ahsoka hunted out Death Watch! It’s not like they did more than make-out in a corner between training sessions. Mostly they got into really aggressive sparring flirtation and then had to be pulled apart by Pre!
Just. You know. Once Ahsoka leaves Mandalore and goes back to the Jedi she keeps getting weird, love-lorn letters and violent gifts, because apparently, saying she hates slavery and had a bad experience with the Queen of Zygerria in particular means getting a head in a box in the mail, because when Bo likes someone, she flirts via regicide.
19yo Pre is 17yo Bo’s unwilling accomplice in seducing a Jedi.
Ahsoka’s busy getting teased by Quinlan Vos and Garen Muln. This only gets put on hold when the gifts go from “cool knife” to “literal head of a head of state,” and the Temple has to deal with that. It’s not a fun time.
Obi-Wan would join in on the teasing, except, well, Satine.
Qui-Gon is a little disappointed in both of them but he accepts that, in an absurd way, Ahsoka’s admirer is assassinating her way to a better galaxy, so maybe the Force did will this.
Me poking at my various AUs: yet another Ahsoka time-travel fic, this time Jango/Ahsoka/Quinlan
(One of these boys is the rocket launcher on her shoulder, and the other is the stiletto in her boot. Both of them are arm candy.)
I plan on extensively yelling about Yoda’s visions in the immortality arc in the future, but for now please consider this.
Okay, getting this quick remark out of the way: it’s Katooni (the little Tholothian girl) who guides Yoda there. Children are a symbol of innocence, and what’s interesting is that Yoda takes her hand without hesitation after seeing all of the Jedi dead (and specifically Mace, Petro and Ahsoka). Throughout this scene here Yoda is the one asking questions and Katooni is the one answering - she speaks slowly and patiently, almost as if she’s talking to a youngling. –> The embodiment of wisdom manifested to Yoda (in a vision meant to tempt him through his dearest wishes) is a child. Talk about humility.
Now please pay attention to the Jedi in the background.
Here, the three Jedi right in the center of the set are Mace, Ahsoka and Petro - the exact three Jedi Yoda just saw dead and cried over (boy, s6 is so much fun, isn’t it?). So a significant part of Yoda’s deepest dreams is seeing other Jedi safe. He knows how to let go - that’s what this whole scene is about - but he still very much yearns for his fellow Jedi’s safety and happiness.
Onto the even sadder part: have you noticed what’s going on here? Younglings are playing around, and the older Jedi are all talking. Quinlan with Saesee Tiin, Tera Sinube with Gungi, Anakin with Aayla Secura, and Mace with Ahsoka. And not just talking, look at the gif above! Mace is openly laughing at whatever Ahsoka said.
And Ahsoka looks at him like this. (Again, this is right after Yoda’s vision of her dying, desperately asking how the Council could expel her.)
One of Yoda’s greatest hopes is seeing Ahsoka happy with her fellow Jedi, at ease with the embodiment of authority that is Mace.
Yoda loves Mace - he’s the first person he reaches for in the vision of the devastated Temple - and he loves Ahsoka, and part of his greatest temptation? Is to see the rift between the lost child of the Order and its Head healed.
Same thing with Quinlan - the known loose cannon - and Saesee - another Council member. And Tera Sinube is an elder Jedi, talking to a youngling. And Aayla is “just” a Knight, almost a random one, and Anakin is chatting with her.
This follows a pattern: the rogue and the conventional, the very old and the very young, the common and the extraordinary - each pair shows opposites enjoying each other’s company, differences embraced.
(Anakin talking to Aayla instead of sticking to Obi-Wan’s side like he does in the real world is especially interesting - he’s part of the community here, not ostracizing himself like he tends to do. Again, for this to be part of Yoda’s great temptation says so much about how caring he is. He wants Anakin to belong, more than anything.)
And finally, we get this:
(I couldn’t make this part into a gif because of technical reasons, so enjoy the beautiful family picture.)
Once again we find that central theme of healing and wholeness. This part is what convinces Yoda to briefly let go of his (well-founded) doubts and to embrace the vision. It’s his biggest, greatest, deepest desire. The one that could have made him abandon reality itself to stay in this idyllic dream. It’s his unbroken lineage, happy, in the light.
Yoda just wanted them all to be a family. Obi-Wan clearly adores Dooku in this scene (check it out, his awestruck look is amazing), their body language is incredibly warm and open, and they are completely at ease with each other and delighted to be sharing stories. It just screams domestic life.
And that’s it, that’s all Yoda ever wanted. For the young and the old to be content together, a community bathed in light, the gardens filled with the sound of windchimes and the laughter of children. He just wanted to have his family alive and safe and smiling.
. . .
Dammit, I love this frog grandpa so much *sobs*
The idea of Quinlan getting assigned to the Coruscant Guard as their Jedi is just - so interesting, given his power. And given that Palpatine's whole office is Sith Lite at best, with all the decorations and interior design choices, and that Palpatine regularly takes time off from collecting emergency powers to travel to the Outer Rim and run around in a big dramatic cloak terrorizing his former apprentice. Just - how much of that would Quinlan pick up on? Is there any way to hide psychic impressions? How quickly would Palpatine try to have him assassinated after he took the role?
Idk it's just a plot I've seen glossed over before, but playing it out fully would be so neat, and it has the potential to be a really fun fix-it, too.
Hope the words come back to you. If it sparks any interest, QuinObi where Quinlan had to save Obi-Wan after being captured. Maybe the aftermath of that? Good luck!
“Quinlan,” Obi-Wan says, all polite surprise and social grace, like they're meeting in the halls of the Temple and not a desolate moon in the middle of Hutt space. “You found me.”
Quinlan rolls his eyes, dropping the guard whose handprint he used to get through the scanner. “Why do you sound so surprised?” he retorts. “You're the one who kept leaving bloody clothes everywhere, asshole.”
“There's no need for name-calling, Quin,” Obi-Wan reproves, like he didn’t know precisely how much of a heart attack it would give Quinlan to trip over the first bloody shirt rag and see visions of Obi-Wan being kriffing beaten. “And I was operating under the assumption that you would take the information I provided to the Council, obviously.”
“Obviously,” Quinlan echoes, a little grim, and ignites his lightsaber. Eyes the bars for half a second, then sweeps it down hard, right through the metal, and kicks the door open. “You thought I could watch them kick you around seventeen times and not come right for your sorry ass? It’s like you don’t even know me, Obi-Wan.”
Obi-Wan looks politely disgruntled through the two black eyes he’s sporting, but he still hasn’t stood up. “Quinlan, finding the syndicate’s backer is more important—”
Quinlan gives him his best smirk. “Lucky for me that Anakin was around, then, huh? All I had to do was point him in the right direction, pretend I thought you were dying, and let him go. That commander of yours, too.”
It’s a little satisfying to watch Obi-Wan go pale around all the bruises. “Quinlan Vos, you used my padawan as a wrecking ball—”
“More of a laser-guided missile,” Quinlan says, unrepentant, and crouches down in front of Obi-Wan, reaching up. The ysalamiri around his neck doesn’t look like it’s doing all the much better than Obi-Wan; its fur is dull, eyes clouded, and when Quinlan picks it up he can feel its faltering heartbeat. The Force-bubble it projects keeps him from picking up any hint of its past through its skin, and he’s glad for that. Can't do anything but stroke it lightly as the last few heartbeats fade, trying to offer a little warmth in the cold of space, and then carefully, gently sets it aside, brushing his fingers over its fur one last time as the sense of the Force trickles back.
When he looks up, Obi-Wan is watching him with an odd softness on his battered face, red hair in his eyes and mouth twisted in something that’s almost a smile. He doesn’t say anything, though, and Quinlan doesn’t push. Doesn’t really want to know what Obi-Wan is thinking right now, honestly, because it’s never what he wants but it always manages to be too clear all the same.
“You're an idiot,” he says instead, and brings his lightsaber up, then around, and slices through the chain holding Obi-Wan’s hands above his head. He shuts it off as Obi-Wan hisses, and leans forward, catching his elbows before he can pull his arms all the way down. “Easy. You know what muscle strain is.”
“Yes, well, forgive me for not wanting to be chained to the wall any longer,” Obi-Wan says, vaguely annoyed, but his breath catches painfully as Quinlan digs his fingers into sore muscles. He can't do much in the way of healing, but Aayla pulled enough muscles when she was a kid that he knows this. A little heat, a little easing of muscles that have locked up, and Obi-Wan groans a moment later, slumping back against the wall as his eyes slide shut.
“You have magic hands, Quinlan,” he says, and sighs in relief. “Please, never stop.”
“Normally I'm the one saying that,” Quinlan teases, and snickers when Obi-Wan’s boot thumps against the outside of his thigh in silent reproach. Carefully, he eases Obi-Wan’s hands down into his lap, then tips his chin to the side, checking the lump on the side of his head. “Let me guess, you mouthed off and got your skull bounced off something solid?”
“I never mouth off,” Obi-Wan lies with perfect dignity. “I offered an opinion they were inclined to disagree with, and they retaliated with excessive force.”
“You sassed them and got your ass kicked for it,” Quinlan translates. He remembers their missions as padawans, even if Obi-Wan tries to pretend he doesn’t. “Aren’t you supposed to be the diplomatic one?”
“I'm certainly more diplomatic than you,” Obi-Wan shoots back, and opens his eyes. For a moment, he just stares at Quinlan, gaze steady, thoughtful. Then, slowly, he lifts his hands with a faint wince to cup Quinlan's face.
“I'm astonished that you found me, Quin,” he confesses quietly.
Quinlan turns his head, can't physically resist the urge to lay a kiss against Obi-Wan’s palm. “Like anything was going to stop me once I realized,” he counters.
Obi-Wan snorts. His thumbs smooth along Quinlan’s qukuuf, heavy against the golden tattoos, and—
Obi-Wan’s not the type of person who will ever ask for something for himself. Quinlan's known that since they were kids. It’s always a little annoying, especially combined with Obi-Wan’s inability to realize that he deserves nice things, but usually Quinlan can roll his eyes and deal with it and not push. Pushing Obi-Wan is like trying to push a mountain, after all.
Right now, though, Quinlan's tired. He’s coming off a solid week of limited sleep, having to see images of Obi-Wan getting his face pounded in over and over again as he tried to track the syndicate members. The sight of Obi-Wan in the cell was both gutting and the greatest relief he’s felt since finding Aayla in her uncle’s possession, and he physically can't stop himself from reaching out right now. He grabs Obi-Wan, wraps his arms around him and hauls him in to a tight hug, burying his face in coppery hair with a huff.
“Kriff, Obi-Wan,” he mutters. “If you could not make me think you're dead for at least a month, I’d appreciate it.”
There's a pause, startled, and then a heavy breath against his cheek. Obi-Wan’s hand comes up, fisting tight in his dreadlocks, and he wraps his other arm around Quinlan's back, clutching at him in a way he hasn’t since he got back from Naboo with a new padawan, a new Knighthood, and a new grief in his eyes.
“Careful, Quin,” he says, for once a little less than perfectly composed. “Someone might come to the conclusion that you're not the wild, emotionally unavailable free love enthusiast you pretend to be.”
“Did you just call me a slut in flowery language?” Quinlan asks, grinning. “I think I'm obligated to dump you in a sand pit for that.”
“If that’s what you choose to take away from my words, I suppose I can't stop you,” Obi-Wan says airily, but he still hasn’t let go.
Quinlan turns his head, presses a light kiss to Obi-Wan’s collarbone. Gets a flicker of the past, quick and gutting, of Obi-Wan sitting beside him in a dingy bar, Quinlan practically draped over his lap, Obi-Wan’s fingers in his hair. Not one of Quinlan's memories, even if it’s the moment he looked up at Obi-Wan’s face and realized instantly, achingly, that he was in love, but—
Obi-Wan’s memory of the same moment, and an overwhelming sort of fondness, sweet and warm in his chest as he played with the beads in Quinlan's locs.
“Idiot,” he manages, even though it’s hard to get the word out. “I thought—”
Obi-Wan snorts, pulling back, and he touches the qukuuf again, then slides his hands up, fists them in Quinlan's hair. “Apparently I'm not the only idiot here,” he drawls, raising a judgmental eyebrow at Quinlan.
There's no response Quinlan can possibly give except kissing that stupid smirk right off his face.
Happy May 4th! Star Wars sketchdump be upon ye
Dad Maul discovers the joys of fatherhood
I started listening to the Disciple of Darkness (I can't read it, because I can't find the book anywhere, even in electronic form, most likely this is the result of Disney officially leaving Russia and now I'm listening to, let's say, a pirated version of the audiobook, but that's not the point) and that's what I want to say.
First of all, I didn't notice how I had only 10 chapters left, the book is really addictive.
Secondly, if someone had told me when I watched the Clone Wars for the first time that Ventress would not just get a gorgeous head of hair and become much prettier (that's what having hair, leaving the Sith and prettier graphics do to a person) but also fall in love with a Jedi, I would have just told that person I would have laughed in my face.
Thirdly, I'm the only one wondering which of all this should have been included in the story arc of the series, as originally planned? It's just that there are quite a lot of events in the book and they definitely wouldn't fit into a traditional four-episode arch.
I hope they will be reunited. It will be interesting to see how he reacts to the fact that she is alive and someone has set their eyes on her. Who knows, maybe he will react to the latter with the sounds of a jealous pterodactyl.
I'm seeing people shiping Ventress with Crosshair. I'm just sitting here saying she already has her man.
Where is he!? Does he know she lives!?
If I had a nickel for every time a Jedi with psychometric abilities fell in love with a nightsister I'd have two nickels which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice
Pt.10
“Talking about peoples future working in a bowling alley” - Thire
“Holy you actually filled them in and payed attention,must have been a good day” - Fox
“You passing this course your commanders will be very impressed” - Alpha 17
“Holy crap balls” - Padme
“Mummy and daddy giraffes” - Hardcase
“I having a bad day and I’m going to murderer my” - Wolffe
“I disappreciate you” - Sinker
“Wowo we don’t call people turdnuggets” - Plo Koon
“I want to learn how to make crystal meth” - Jesse
“Rex do you want to know the three times I almost died today?” - Echo
“My knuckles are on crack” - Bly
“My lines are straighter than a gay person” - Ponds
“If I had 9 lives I would utilize one of them to kill myself in front of all of you” - Rex
“When a law bills a sign” - Fives
“It’s not mail man anymore it’s Amazon delivery man” - Anakin
“Don’t question the woman’s choices just help her find the daddy” - Ahsoka
“Honest to god” - Obi-Wan
“I keep thinking their jerseys say cocaine” - Quinlin Vos
“Back in my day we made posters out of cool aid man” - Yoda
“That’s kind of fruity in a straight way” - Cody
“I have it in the back of my head but I can’t get it to the tip of my tongue” - Tup
Stewjoni are ancient bioweapons. Designed to hunt darksiders Au
The first time the troops see Obi-wan drop his human facade is when he tears Pong Krells throat out with his teeth.
Obi-wan had been having an uneasy feeling about the other Jedi and had diverted to check in when he saw what the man was doing. Then felt the darkside dripping off the man.
He completely lost his composure. He didn't even try to use his saber. Just launched himself at Krell and tore into him.
In the end Obi-wan was standing there in a daze as he calmed down. Blood all over him.
The troopers that witnessed the scene are in shock. Too stunned to move.
Finally Waxer and Fives pull themselves together enough to approach.
"General Kenobi? Wha-" Waxer starts. Biting his tongue when the jedi snaps his head around to look at him.
His eyes are glowing. Not yellow. Waxer feels a blinding wave of relief at that. Not sith yellow. But blue, with a hint of green. Some of his freckles are glowing too. A strange bioluminesance that theyve never seen displayed before.
"Sir, you okay?" Fives gathers the courage to ask.
Obi-wan blinks. The dazed, almost feral, look in his eye fades. He swollows, then grimaces. Likely from the blood in his mouth. He clears his throat and opens his mouth to answer.
His teeth have changed. Now slightly longer and sharp.
"'M fine." The redhead rasps. Voice holding a hint of something guttural. "The men?"
Waxer glances back to the troops. They still havent moved, but they also seem to have relaxed a bit.
"Fine. Everyones fine. General, what happened just now?" Waxer asks.
The jedi makes an odd trilling noise. "Ah... I may have... Lost my control. I apologize for scaring you all."
Five snorts. "Scaring us? General that was the hottest kriffing thing ive ever seen!"
Waxer doesnt hesitate to punch the ARC trooper.
Quinlan: I’VE FOUND HER! *Force pushes Obi-Wan’s bedroom door open*
Obi-Wan: *jumps out of bed, lightsaber in hand, recognizes Quinlan* Yes, Quinlan, please barge into my quarters. I wasn’t sleeping.
Quinlan: THIS ISN’T ABOUT YOU OBI! I AM HAVING A CRISIS.
Obi-Wan: *falls back on bed* What crisis?
Quinlan: *collapses beside him* MY NEMESIS, MY TRUEST ENEMY!
Obi-Wan: …Madame Nu?
Quinlan: What, no. Jocasta has been regulated to third under MY RIVAL and your skeevy grandmaster.
Quinlan: I’ve found THE COMPETITOR FOR THE FAIR FOX’S HEART. The one who kept slipping in with those cookies and scented thank you notes and who bribed the Guardlings.
Obi-Wan: I know I am going to regret this. But who?
Quinlan: Riyo Chuchi.
Obi-Wan: The senator from Pantora?
Quinlan: Obviously. A truly manipulative schemer. Despicable. Clever. Ruthless.
Obi-Wan: Are you sure it’s the same person? Riyo Chuchi is basically a sentient gummybear.
Quinlan: A gummybear soaked in 100% Pantoran vodka maybe. I thought I was unlucky Obi-Wan. She’s been sabotaging me for weeks and I didn’t even realize it was intentional. I almost respect it.
Obi-Wan: ….and what does that have to do with me?
Quinlan: As the biggest slut I know-
Obi-Wan: Retired.
Quinlan: As the biggest retired slut I know, I need your help seducing a man before that alcoholic gummybear wins.
Obi-Wan: If I help you will not break into my apartment for three months.
Quinlan: One.
Obi-Wan: Two.
Quinlan: One and a half.
Obi-Wan: Deal.
Quinlan: Operation Bag A Fox is a go.
boulevard of broken dreams as a song for fox. it also works for quinfox ('my shadow') and i just really think it works for fox.
Quinlan has sent pictures like this to Fox at least once.
CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi
Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker
CC-1010 | Fox/Quinlan Vos
CC-5052 | Bly/Aayla Secura
CT-7567 | Rex & Anakin Skywalker
Obi-Wan Kenobi
CC-2224 | Cody
Anakin Skywalker
CT-7567 | Rex
Padmé Amidala
CC-1010 | Fox
Quinlan Vos
CC-5052 | Bly
Aayla Secura
Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious
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Post-Umbara Arc (Star Wars)
Pro Jedi
Jedi as Found Family (Star Wars)
Clone Troopers and Jedi as Found Family (Star Wars)
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Canon has been thrown down a reactor shaft and blown up in the cold vacuum of space
and I ain’t a sequels girl
I have never read the books
or comics
My knowledge is from ao3
no beta we die like my sleep schedule
After a very close shave on Umbara, the clones are granted access to the Jedi files. All of them. Edit: Chapter Four Now Up!
@prequelsnet mission 06: minor characters
random Jedi Maul AU sketches (featuring General Kilindi as well)…first, he got a knife, next, he got a gun… the knife trick (x) (x) just prime time with the lads
assorted clone wars doods i cant think of a better caption
(commission info // kofi)
Kit, Depa, Quinlan, Obi-Wan, Luminara, Shaak
Not only just eager padawans, but good friends
lol
Obi-Wan: How come Vos and I are required to attend the next sexual harassment seminar???
Mace: Because I watched him smack your ass and say ‘that shit jiggles’ in what you thought was an empty hallway yesterday and I feel harassed.
Obi-Wan: …yeah I mean. That’s fair.
Obi-Wan is Cal's father this, Obi-Wan is Korkie's father that, blah blah blah -
Hot Take: Cal and Korkie are twins.
AU where Dooku has a heart attack and ends up in a coma because of Old Man Syndrome and Ventress becomes incidentally in charge of the entire Separatist Army but nobody TOLD HER Sidious’s identity and when he reaches out, she doesn’t like his tone and cuts the call before he can convince her he’s her boss’s boss, so she just runs the army HER way, which is still a comprehensive war effort against the Republic and devastating to the Jedi, but in a way that really doesn’t help the Sith Plot.
Ventress: I’m going to be a problem.
Obi-Wan: For us or for the Sith?
Ventress: I’m going to be a problem.
he was the cool uncle
inspired by this post^
Why is this so ACCURATE?🤣 To be fair, though, they are aloud (even encouraged) to care, they just have to put the good of all first... but this is still hilarious.
The Jedi code: No attachment! No romantic partners! No family!
Anakin sneeking off to meet up with Padme after a night out with the 501st, whilst hiding adoption papers for Ashoka: What attachments? No attachments hear!
Obi Wan sat on Cody's lap whilst waiting for a message from Satine: Be mindful of the code padawan.
Aayla removing herself from Bly's face for 0.5 seconds: What did you say?
Kit Fisto waiting to call Aayla and Bly so they can meet up for date night: You must listen to master Yoda, attachments are dangerous.
Ploo koon and Shaak Ti surrounded by clone younglins as they fill out adoption forms for the entire army: Emotions are not the Jedi way.
Depa Billap tucking Caleb into bed: You must learn to let go of your feelings.
Quinlan Vos in the middle of checking in with Aayla and having given Bly the shovel talk: Listen to Obi Wan, he's usually right.
Mace Windu sitting worriedly at medical waiting for news on his injured men: As Jedi it is are duty to follow the code.