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Star Wars Time Travel AU #27 Part Two - Suicidal Misunderstanding AU

Continuation of this 

By the time the hovercar finally pulled into the temple, Obi-Wan’s tremors had mostly quieted. Cody awkwardly manhandled him out the vehicle door. Obi-Wan didn’t resist; he mostly seemed to be dealing with the overwhelming situation by refusing to open his eyes. 

“Master?” Cody absently noticed that Anakin’s robe was tied modestly, with no other layers peaking out underneath; wherever he was before Cody called, he had left half-dressed and in a hurry.

Obi-Wan started shaking again, burying his face into Cody’s pauldron.

“Yeesh- you’re really a wreck,” Anakin observed bluntly but not without sympathy. “Honestly, you’re taking all the fun out of the situation. What’s the point of getting drunk if you act so pathetic that your smug padawan can’t even mock you afterwards?” Anakin hesitantly laid a hand on his master’s shoulder.

It was uncertain whether it was the words or the touch that succeeding in garnering a positive response, but finally Kenobi seemed to pull himself together. With a deep breath, the high general straightened up, opening his eyes to look Skywalker square in the face. He continued to hold eye-contact, expression gradually shifting from steely resolve to open faced delight.

“ANAKIN!” Obi-Wan flung himself at his former padawan with obvious joy. “OH ANAKIN! IT’S YOU! IT’S REALLY YOU!” They staggered with the force of Obi-Wan’s enthusiastic bear hug.

“Were you expecting someone else?” Anakin managed to get out, shocked by his Master’s uncharacteristically loud and emotional greeting, as well as slightly breathless from the intense grip. Obi-Wan didn’t answer; he just held Anakin tighter. 

“Man, what did you drink?” he tried to ask instead, deciding to return the hug fully and deal with any later consequences later.

Obi-Wan shifted back enough to make eye-contact again. His brow furrowed in thought. “Just some Jawa beer to wash down the spice doses.”

“SPICE DOSES?!?” Cody and Anakin both shouted in alarm. Anakin grabbed at Obi-Wan’s face, examining the man’s pupils before pulling back his lip to look at his gums. “You don’t look like you’re dosed up. And the only thing you smell like is middling quality alcohol.” he concluded doubtfully. “Are you sure that’s what you took?”

Obi-Wan stopped to think again “The Jawas that sold it seemed pretty confident. I would be more likely to entertain the possibility that I was ripped off were you not standing here with me.”

“I- Wwhere- When would you have even bought spice from Jawas?” Anakin asked, exchanging bewildered looks with Commander Cody. 

“They seem to like stopping by my hut, even when I don’t have anything to steal or buy. I suppose there’s not many opportunities for sentient contact out on in the wastes,” He mused.

Anakin only looked more confused, reasonably confident that he would have known if Obi-Wan owed a home on Tatooine. 

“Heart rate was slightly elevated to normal on the ride over, sir.” Cody added dutifully. “Well within average human normal, and not consistent with spice use or alcohol poisoning.”

“His presence in the force is... strange,” Anakin said while patting Obi-Wan soothingly on the back. “I’d have to take him to the healers to confirm, but my best guess is he's having a bad reaction to something he drank. There are certain alcohols that can cause side-effects and unexpected reactions in force-sensitives. Though I can’t believe that after all the lectures he’s given me, he would be stupid enough to drink one.”

“He...did have an unknown mixed drink a bartender gave him on the house,” Cody said with a sinking sense of failure. “Could this have been a targeted attack?”

Skywalker clearly looked pissed at the idea “If it was, then that bartender committed an act of treason.” Only the fact that he was still supporting Ob-Wan’s weight (in what was rapidly approaching the second-longest hug they had ever shared) kept him from taking command of the troopers to interrogate a bartender. 

“Sir, do you want me to accompany you to medical and make a report?” Cody asked.

Anakin hesitated, thinking while Obi-Wan rested his chin on his former padawan’s shoulder. As amusing as the idea was in theory, he didn’t really want to humiliate a vulnerable, emotional Obi-Wan by dragging him through the heart of the temple to be gawked at and judged.

“No.” He finally decided, “Even if he somehow managed to miss the fact that he was being poisoned in a civilian bar, he’s more than capable of processing toxins on his own, and I’m more than capable of monitoring him overnight. We’ve got a full field med-kit in our quarters- I can take a blood sample tonight, and ask him what he wants to do with it once he sobers up in the morning.”

Obi-Wan readjusted slightly as Anakin shrugged, “It’s also possible that he just, you know, overdid it drinking, which isn’t anyone’s business but his own. I mean, he hasn’t exactly had the opportunity to cut loose when he’s a High General all the time; his tolerance might not have been where he was expecting.”

Cody saluted in acknowledgement of the command decision. He ruthlessly quashed any doubts, reminding himself that General Kenobi had, in fact, asked for General Skywalker by name, and Skywalker was likely to better informed on Jedi responses to alcohol. 

“Master, let’s get you to our quarters so you can sleep this off,” Anakin reluctantly pulled back from was now officially the longest hug Obi-Wan had ever given him. “Can you walk by yourself, or do you want me to help?”

The unusually peaceful smile Obi-Wan was wearing started to slide away. “Our quarters? Our quarters were destroyed. There’s nothing to find there now but ash,” he stated, as if gently reminding Anakin of a known tragedy.

Cody, still standing by, sucked in a breath.

“Besides,” he continued mater of factly, “You were barely ever in them at this point anyway. Even for a dream, it would be a lot more realistic for me to go to my quarters and sit in the dark trying to memorize casualty lists, while you’re out somewhere unknown, carousing with Padme presumably.”

“Carousing with Padme?! I - why would you- Master!” Anakin fumbled out, addressing the last point first before processing the rest.

“And is that seriously what you do when you have time off? Just sit and memorize the names of everyone who died during the war? That’s - that’s seriously sad Obi-Wan, we are talking about that when you sober up.” Not giving Obi-Wan the chance to defend his extremely sad hobby, Anakin plowed on. 

“And our quarters are fine, I know that- uh- I know I haven’t been around a lot, but I was just in there earlier today, they look practically the same as they did when I was a padawan. Whatever you saw, here and now - I promise you - here and now the temple is fine. We’ll talk about your vision or your hallucination once you sober up, I promise.” Anakin ended emphatically, gripping Obi-Wans shoulders and staring directly into his eyes.

The miniature rant seemed to work. 

“That sounds nice,” Obi-Wan said smiling, “I would love to see our old rooms- I know it didn’t really matter either way to you, but I always took comfort in the fact that you never bothered with requesting a new room after you were knighted. I know, I know that between how rarely we were temple based and Padme, it probably just didn’t cross your mind, but it was nice to have some tangible reminder of our connection, even as the war and the growing darkness stole everything else.”

Anakin truly didn’t know how to respond, the raw emotional honesty somehow even more painful than the crushing hug. Obi-Wan reached up to smooth back his hair like he was still a child. He then walked a few steps to face the extremely out-of-depth Commander Cody.

Not hesitating, Obi-Wan pulled Cody into a tender hug which he couldn’t help but lean into. The commander brought his arms up and around but hesitated to actually make contact, instead ghosting his hands along the general’s back.

“I always wanted to do that,” Obi-Wan whispers into Cody’s ear. “I can never thank you enough for all you’ve done; I never would have gotten through the war without you. I wish...I wish I could tell you that I consider you one of the best of men, and one of the best of friends. But... I can’t. Even if I abandoned my last mission to search you out, even if I succeeded in finding you, you would never allow me close enough to do this.”

Cody’s heart is racing, trying to decode the General’s words over the ringing white noise in his ears. He stops breathing entirely as Obi-Wan shifts to press their foreheads together, allowing him to focus entirely on the feel of the general’s breath, the sight of tears trickling again from red-rimmed eyes. “Goodbye, Cody.” he finally exhales.

And with that he turned and walked away, not looking back.

Next (Part Three)

[star-whores-a-new-hoe]

3? Its my lucky number 🤷🏻‍♀️

Sugar We’re Going Down by Fall Out Boy! I’ve been listing to this one since middle school and I still don’t quite know what the lyrics are but I love it!

[snootsnoot-fiction]

for being so nice and cute, copy this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. 😇🥰🌈😘

[spitfire101]

Women are paid less and expected to run the household (ie. cleaning, laundry, dishes) so they’re forced to worker harder in society and still get less respect and rewards for their efforts. I’ll burn the patriarchy and it’s ingrained misogyny with my misogamy. All that can be found in marriage and family life is happiness for the male and obstacles for the female. And I refuse to procreate for social expectations when it’s not something I’m prepared to do. Men don’t have to give up their lives for children the way a woman does. Even for stay at home mothers, that in itself is a full time job. Yet when a man comes home he’s allowed to neglect his fatherly duties because he’s had a long day at work. The stay at home mother’s work never ends. There is no relaxing beer and detox from a hard day for women. Stay at home moms deserve respect, just as a working mom deserved respect. The men can burn, they no longer deserve the human decency they never extended to the women. Credits to @wonderingrealist

[eylle9]

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Rules: Tag nine people you want to get to know better. (I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to tag this much)

Thanks for the tag! @hawkeykirsah

Favourite colour: Unsurprisingly red :)

Currently reading: Anything that is in German because I have a big German exam on Tuesday

Last song: Bıktım Dünyadan by Şanışer (ft. Sokrat St) There is English subtitles in the video for the ones who is curious about it.

Last movie: It has been so much time since I watched one but ahh maybe Thor: Ragnarok

Last series: Loki

Sweet, savory or spicy: If I have to choose one, sweet

Craving: Time to read the last issue of The Magnificent Ms. Marvel comic that came to Marvel Unlimted last week

Tea or coffee: It is so hard to choose. I'm going to say tea just because I'm planning to make it in a few minutes.

Currently working on: Actually, I have started writing a fic based on a lullaby from Alderaan. (@crazyinfj do you remember it?) I might finish it after my German exam, it won't be so long anyway.

Tagging: @crazyinfj (I know you are not active right now but there needs to be a few notifications when you come back, right? :D) @attornsky @anyanat @wonderingrealist @gammacousin @brucebannerneedsmoreappreciation @im-the-letter-t

If you have done it before or don't want to do it, you don't have to. Please don't feel any pressure to do it. Also please let me know if you don't want to be tagged!

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Thank you for the tag! @wonderingrealist for the tag to list my top 10 female characters from 10 different fandoms then tag 10 people :) (note: Im not apart of 10 different fandoms sorry about that ;)

Enola Holmes (Enola Holmes)

Padme Amidala (Star Wars: Prequel Trilogy)

Emma Frost (X-Men)

Wanda Maximoff (Marvel)

Diana of Themyscira

Beverly Marsh (IT & IT: Chapter 2)

Leia Organa (Star Wars)

Barbara Gordon (DC)

Robin Buckley (Stranger Things)

Luna Lovegood (Harry Potter)

No pressure tags: @consultingcriminal @queerneto @driedleeches@nio-bee-um @rottenlimez @tistheweirddays @spell-cleaver @imadetheline @lovetoreader @justhpshipping @lanthimo

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thank you for the tagging precious @boonki 💖 !!

Three ships: Obikin, Dinluke and half-seriously Anidala

Last song: Sergei Prokofiev: Symphony no. 1 op. 25

Last movie: Solo: a star wars story

Currently watching: I barely watch anything but... forever rewatching clone wars, falcon&winter soldier (why not?), the crown

Currently reading: Dark Disciple by Christie Golden, Factfulness by Hans Rosling, Unfinished Tales of Númenor and Middle-earth by J.R.R. Tolkien and re-reading Watership Down by Richard Adams

Currently craving: Daylight and sunshine and silence and calmness... aaand a cup of lapsang tea

no pressure tags 💛💛: @wonderingrealist @nixie-deangel @falleen @holdurhuxbby 

[haileythenerd]

Thanks @wonderingrealist for the tag! (Literally this is from like two days ago but I never check my notifs bc I’m dumb)

Three ships: hanleia, anidala, obitine (sorry that they’re all Star Wars but it’s the hyper fixation atm)

Last song: Only Women Bled by Alice Cooper (10/10 a great song written about women and domestic violence)

Last movie: Monty python’s Life of Brian

Currently watching: TFATWS and Clarice

Currently reading: y’all really think I have time to read? It’s university exam season in Canada baby 😂

Currently craving: a DQ blizzard

Tagging: anybody who wants to do this bc I’m too lazy to tag people and tagging people always gives me MASSIVE anxiety for this kind of stuff

[spitfire101]

“Oof” and “bruh” are my go to words when I don’t know how to respond.

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[nevertheless-moving]

Obikin Crisis AU Part Four

Read Previous Parts HERE

Star Wars AU #18

Obi-Wan made his way to the public training sallies, nodding in polite acknowledgment at the curious stares and double takes he garnered. At this point rumors of their appearance in this timeline had spread throughout at the temple. And while Anakin’s differences from ‘Ani’ were more stark at first glance, Obi-Wan clearly carried himself differently enough from ‘Obi’ that the contrast was obvious to anyone looking for it.

Anakin had waved him to go on ahead, promising to catch up, as he studied the news of all things.

He walked in to find his and Anakin’s ‘counterparts’ locked in a fierce duel. Which was what he was expecting to find, it was why he was there; he had been looking forward to comparing their dueling forms. 

But. 

Something about this just instantly put him on edge. Was it simply the strangeness of seeing himself duel from this angle? No, he had watched holo-recordings of himself before for training- there was... something else off putting about this.

Was, was Anakin showing off? It looked, well, different from how he typically showed off, less unnecessary flips and more...flexibility? Yes, that smirk accompanying the full-body split was definitely smug, but it was also decidedly different from any cocky look his Anakin had directed at him before. It was...weird. And made Obi-Wan a little uncomfortable.

And himself! At first he was mostly focused on the favoring of Ataru over Soresu- it was fascinating, but not entirely surprising. He had switched to the more defensive form in response to his failure to save Qui-Gon and his need to watch over a young padawan. It wasn’t shocking that without that impetus, this version of himself would instead continue to refine his mastery of form IV. He was briefly intrigued at the thought of pitting his form iii against his alternate in combat but was quickly distracted by other- irregularities in the form.

Brief puzzlement fell into recognition which dropped immediately into horror. This- he had to be mistaken. There was no way...

Oh sweet force, that was his most flirtatious fighting stance. And not casually flirtatious, either. That was- oh fuck he did the unnecessary-lightsaber-hold-readjustment with hair flick. He was watching himself do the LIGHTSABER HOLD READJUSTMENT HAIR FLICK COMBO at his padawan. With smile. Not the ‘Charming Negotiator’ smile, but the wouldn’t-you-rather-stop-fighting-and-do-something-more-interesting smirk. Oh gods, now he was doing the full body undressing-with-eyes-up-and-down-lookover. At his PADAWAN.

Fortunately he wasn’t quite close enough to hear what they were saying but judging by Ani’s flushed response it was definitely sexual.

He let out a strangled panicking noise and looked around wildly, expecting someone, anyone to intervene. But if any of the other casual combatants in the room were watching they were either oblivious to the depravity before them, or inured to it. He honestly didn’t know which would be worse. 

He began slowly backing up, unable to look away from the train wreck in front of him. This was- this was worse than that time Qui-Gon got drugged and started rhapsodizing about Master Tahl’s poise, and he hadn’t been able to make eye-contact with either of them for weeks after that! He stumbled out of the room and fell back against a wall, clutching his chest.

Before he could even regain his bearings, Anakin walked up. 

“Are you alright, Master?” He asked somewhat concerned.

Obi-Wan clenched his eyes shut, unable to even look at the innocent boy he had raised and apparently, in this universe, defiled.

“Oh yes, yes, I’m fine, perfectly fine,” Obi-Wan lied. “I was just- thinking about some of the, um, metaphysical implications of travel between universes. Anyway, why don’t we- why don’t we leave the temple for today? See if Dex’s is any better in this universe, what do you say?” 

He forced himself to open his eyes, resolutely staring past Anakin’s shoulder and trying to pretend as though his fundamental understanding of himself as a moral being hadn’t been shaken to the core.

“Um, as great as that sounds, Obi-Wan, we’re not really supposed to leave the temple for casual reasons? And we came to the dueling rings to compare our fighting styles with our selves, remember?” Anakin replied slowly. “Come on, I really want to spar ‘Knight Kenobi.’”

Obi-Wan grabbed Anakin’s arm, then let go quickly, pulling back as if burnt. “Absolutely Not!” he said in an overly high pitched voice.

“What?” Anakin said grinning. “Is this you really embarrassingly bad at fighting? I knew my prodigy lightsaber skills had rubbed off on you over the years.”

Obi-Wan winced. “Yes, yes that’s it exactly, I’m- I’m absolutely the worst in the reality, no need to go in there. Lets just, ignore Mace and go out in the city, come on now.”

Obi-Wan flapped his arms wildly at the man, unwilling to make unnecessary body contact after being forced to bear witness to...unnecessary body contact. 

Anakin squinted suspiciously. “Ok, I don’t know what exactly you’re so desperate for me not to see, but you do get that I definitely have to see it now.”

Anakin started to stride forward and Obi-Wan threw himself wildly in the way, shoving Anakin back. “Anakin! Don’t ask me to explain why, but please, for the love of the force, do not go in there.” 

Anakin got a gleam in his eye and Obi-Wan’s heart sank, realizing there was more or less nothing he could say at this point that would turn the man back now. 

“Anakin, don’t-” But it was too late, he had already leapt over Obi-Wan’s head and was now darting inside.

Obi-Wan ran after him, feeling ill. 

Anakin managed to make it halfway across the room before skidding to a halt and letting out a strangled squeak. Knowing he was going to regret it, Obi-Wan couldn’t help but follow his gaze. He gasped. Almost incredibly, the combat had gotten even worse in the minutes he had been out of the room. Both of them had inexplicably lost their sabers, and Obi had Ani pinned to the mat face down, arms trapped over ahead.

They were pressed together and panting.

Anakin  turned to his Master, looking frightened. “Obi-Wan, what-” he let out, slightly too loud.

Obi-Wan just threw his robe over his former padawan’s head in response and began dragging him away. “I told you not to look” he whisper-shouted.

At this point, their dramatics had gathered the attention of everyone in the room. Their alternate selves had jumped out and were watching them bewildered. 

“What is-” Obi tried to ask, but Obi-Wan cut him off, hysterical. “You just- you stay away from us!” he shouted. The dopplegangers exchanged a confused glance.

“Obi- uh, Obi-Wan, seriously, what-” the poor harassed twin of his young apprentice tried to ask, but they were already nearly out the door.

“I’M SORRY!” Obi-Wan shouted back. “I’M SO SORRY!”

[snootsnoot-fiction]

@kenobismullet tagged me 😭🥺 to list my own top 10 female characters from 10 different fandoms and tag 10 people, ive been tagged in something thank you!💜💜

Killer Frost (DC)

Penelope Garcia (Criminal Minds)

Callie Torres (Grey's Anatomy)

Ahsoka Tano (Star Wars,, not watched tcw yet, but already love her, and ive seen Mandalorian)

Luna Lovegood (Harry Potter)

Willow Rosenberg (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Charlie (Supernatural)

Donna Noble (Doctor Who)

Scarlet Witch (Marvel)

Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf)

No pressure tags; @rentskenobi @stardancerluv @star-whores-a-new-hoe @sunsetkenobi @wonderingrealist @lunarthoughts @averyhornygirl @inthatmomentwewereinfinite @lemonboy-milo @criminalmindscontent

[spitfire101]

When you get this, respond with five things that make you happy! Then, send this to ten people in your notifications. Spread the positivity. 🖤 🌼

1. Anime

2. My nephews and nieces

3. Tumblr mutuals

4. Cool fall days when the leaves are changing colors

5. My wonderful friends that are there for me when I’m upset

Tagging: @getawaypogue @aczhang777 @wonderingrealist @chili-aux @haveyoouseenmyglasses @roobgumball95 @lunathewolfofnothingness @sundove88 @coolcoelacanth @academiaenthusiast And whoever else wants to do it

[nevertheless-moving]

Favourite Fanfiction Tropes

coffee shop or flower shop • alternate universe or fix-it • enemies to lovers or childhood friends • angst or fluff • love at first sight or pining • modern au or historical au • soulmate or unrequited • fake dating or secret dating • breakup and makeup or proposals and weddings • get together or established relationship • oblivious pining or domestic fluff • hurt/comfort or crack • meet the parent or meet cute • time travel or parallel universe 

thanks for the tag, @crcgeneralwandsmith ! no actual repost pressure y’all, thought this one was fun-but-not-too-intense.

@willowcrowned  @wonderingrealist  @waukrife  @penguinkiwi  @synnefa-kyria @ourhitofsucrose  @dukev027 , @manwhensbrunch , @ionfusionpunk , @sergantbarnesbitch  @ouzoathena11

*edit* *i love seeing how many people are vibing with this! but please feel free to repost instead of reblog (the notifications are increasing exponentially which is really, really cool but i can’t figure out how to mute them and its a lot)*

[snootsnoot-fiction]

Tagged by @wonderingrealist thankachu🥺☺️

Three ships: Sterek, 'Life is short, and you are hot', Pepperony (just cus the shipname)

Last song: Five Colours in Her Hair by McFly

Last movie: The Amazing Spiderman (i think)

Currently watching: Criminal Minds

Currently reading: A Street Cat Named Bob

Currently craving: Peace and quiet, and an americano

No pressure tags; @lemonboy-milo @rentskenobi @stardancerluv @star-whores-a-new-hoe and anyone who wants to

[snootsnoot-fiction]

Thank you for the tag🥺 i made myself a cat

Tagging; @wonderingrealist @star-whores-a-new-hoe @stardancerluv @kenobismullet and anyone who wants to

Picrew tags give me such a random feeling of joy😂

Here’s a new one I found

Tagging: @ninas-waffle @newtpotter250 @arnoldthe-pygmypuff @weepingnovellas @wolfnzy01 @blackpheonix @alonlyfangirl @anyone else who wants to!

[snootsnoot-fiction]

Thank you @wonderingrealist 🥺

No pressure tags; @lemonboy-milo @rentskenobi @stardancerluv @star-whores-a-new-hoe @inthatmomentwewereinfinite

I was tagged by @firehart9 to use this picrew💜💜

It's me and Felix when he was a baby cause he literally fit in my hands when I adopted him 😍🐈‍⬛😍

I'll tag @readbythestarlight @novemberhush @dinkryze and anyone else who'd like to make one! No pressure, as always 💜