#I love qui gon but he’s really stupid

[nerdyerror]

Hate it when people are like: qui gon was a wise sage

Like people he was legitimately dumb as shit, my mans decided that it was a good idea to fight an enemy he and obi wan were already struggling with ON HIS OWN. Like he knew Obi-Wan had some of the most accurate visions in the order and was like, “nah fam live in the moment”

Like he gambled for a slave boy instead of just using his lightsaber

[prahacat]

#fml#i can't think about him too much lest i go insane#him and his big stupid castle and no-one to share it with#imagine your social life reduced to nothing but horrid powerful people‚ your psychpathic boss‚ your old family who now hates you and your -#- various apprentices that you occasionally fling lightning at but end up caring for anyway#i think that just does things to your brain.#you build up layers upon layers of awfulness with all sorts of fossils inside them#and in the process you get farther and farther away from your core while also putting more and more pressure on it until it boils#which is why i really like the “he'd rather burn them down than allow them to continue to fester“ part#it's so on point#at his core he's a teacher and someone who cares so much but his circumstances compress those traits into something kinda twisted#and boy you're gonna need a BIG excavator to take some of that pressure off#anyway sorry for the ramble and the sediment metaphor but. ughh this guy#he really gets my little brain gears grinding#meta#count dooku#rael averross#qui-gon#UGHHH (prev tags by @rochenn)

May I ask about your Star Wars fanfics? I wanted you to know I really enjoy them to read on my off time!

May we know your opinions/ headcannons on Dooku and Qui gon's relationship?

How was there dynamic during there early years?

Do you think deep down in when dooku is alone in Sereno, asleep he dreams of seeing his old padawan one last time?

This lyric comes to mind I added on to it.

"Alone and forgotten, i never thought he'd look at me again, but he smiled at me, and I held him.. just like I used to do. Like I used to when he was scarred as a child. Or maybe he was holding me?

Holding me to the light as he used to hold me and look at me, those eyes so full of hope and admiration"

You may absolutely ask me about my Star Wars fics! Thank you for reading my stories! (I swear one day I'm going to finish off those WIPs, aaaaaaaaaa).

Caveat that I'm not as active in the fandom these days (on a bit of Star Wars sabbatical), but I do feel (and I'm someone who melds Master & Apprentice, Jedi Lost, and Dark Rendezvous into canon as I see fit) that in contrast to Dooku's relationship with Rael (which was surprisingly casual, especially as Rael aged. This, if I may be allowed a small tangent, is probably a combination of Rael's aggressive form of charm and Dooku's inexperience and youth)

...but anyway, in comparison to Dooku and Rael, there's this...distance, on the surface, that Dooku keeps from Qui-gon. Their relationship, at least the trappings of it, is more formal, their roles more defined. (This being said, anytime Rael pops by and the three of them are together, those neatly constructed walls start to crumble). This doesn't mean Dooku doesn't care about Qui-gon. He cares, deeply. But as we see in Tales of the Jedi, Qui-gon's apprenticeship years mark the true beginnings of Dooku's disillusionment with the Jedi Order and his slow fall to the Dark Side. And I think part of this detachment from Qui-gon (even as he shows a ferocious protectiveness over him) is, in part, Dooku trying to shield Qui-gon from his more insidious desires and actions. (This backfires, on more than one occasion, when Dooku chokes the crap/lightening attacks/otherwise manhandles out of various enemies who were either threatening his Padawan or were obviously part of the bloating corruption that was metastasizing across the entire Republic).

And to get back to their relationship, we have Dooku being a little more standoff-ish. A little older, a bit more bitter, in general. And young Qui-gon is less outwardly brash than Dooku (at least when he was younger) and Qui-gon is definitely intimidated his new Master. (Although he respects him as a teacher and while Dooku is an exacting, demanding instructor he is also always fair. Whatever his personal troubles are, Dooku is never anything less than a damn fine teacher).

So yes, Dooku cares. Qui-gon's death had no small part in his eventual choice to join the Sith and I have no doubts whatsoever that he dreams both of Qui-gon and Rael regularly as he lies alone in that gigantic, empty bed on Serenno. (I think Dooku, as much as he was trying to manipulate Obi-wan in AotC by bringing up Qui-gon's name, was also being completely honest with Obi-wan in that moment. Actually, he was wholly honest with Obi-wan that entire scene and got shot down due to - at least as Dooku would have seen it - Jedi indoctrination).

And it's this caring that helps to bury Dooku in the end. Caring about his Padawans. Caring about the Republic. About Serenno. About the Jedi. For a man that is so stoic and proper, he is passionate and invested in the future of all the different organizations and governments and societies he's tasked with defending (to the point he'd rather burn them down than allow them to continue to fester). But more than any of that - the Jedi, the Republic, Serenno - Dooku is a teacher. A teacher who is instructing in an intense, one-on-one relationship that puts him in the position of half-mentor/half-parent. We see it when he and Rael embrace after meeting again years later; we see it when Dooku asks an adult Qui-gon for information about this Sith, to protect Qui-gon; we see it when Dooku is forced to turn on Ventress; we see it when he tries to recruit Obi-wan again and again (and, for the record, does not kill him in the bridge scene in RotS when he easily could have crushed Obi-wan with that platform).

This is all to say Dooku cares. And that, to some degree, was exactly the problem.

[jedi-enthusiast]

I’ve seen a couple posts floating around about the Jedi Apprentice books- (which I’ve only absorbed via fandom osmosis) -and the relationship between Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon in fics, so I just figured I’d toss in my two cents.

Personally, I don’t really have any particular opinion on Qui-Gon, he’s a very middle ground character for me—I don’t love him, I don’t hate him, I just think he’s neat. This gives me the advantage of being able to read any number of fics with him in it and his relationships with other characters can be varied, and none of it will really affect my enjoyment of the fic.

However, there is a particular characterization I like above all the rest.

I love the characterization of- "Qui-Gon is trying his best to do the right thing and be a good master for Obi-Wan."

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The- "Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan's relationship was always perfect" -characterization of their relationship is just plain boring, in my opinion---but so is the- "Qui-Gon was just a shitty master and never actually cared about Obi-Wan" -characterization.

The former just leaves a very small sandbox to play in, in my opinion, especially in regards to angst---since I know we all love to put Obi-Wan through the ringer. Perfect things, in general, tend to leave very little wiggle room, so I generally don't really like them.

The latter, though, just...doesn't make sense for Qui-Gon's character or the Jedi in general. Qui-Gon, in the movies and even in the SW novelizations by Matthew Stover, never really comes across as someone who would be actively abusive.

Someone who sometimes makes decisions that hurt those around them, which is a normal human thing? Yes.

Someone who abuses and hurts their padawan intentionally for...reasons unbeknownst to me? Definitely not.

Plus, the Jedi aren't stupid. They would, very easily I'd say, be able to tell if someone was being abused---and like hell they would allow that to go on and not immediately remove that padawan from their abusers care. There's just no way.

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For me, the perfect characterization in fics is that Qui-Gon is always trying.

He's not perfect, no one is, but he's trying so hard to be a good master and to give Obi-Wan the support and care he needs. Obviously there are mistakes from both sometimes, that's just the nature of being a person, but every time Qui-Gon tries so hard to make the right decisions for the greater good and Obi-Wan.

This, of course, leaves room for Qui-Gon to make the wrong decisions sometimes---which means double the angst on both sides, which is always fun to write---plus, more importantly, it leaves room for both Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon to grow.

It means that they don't have to stay stagnant, stuck either being perfect or horrible, with no room in between.

It means that Obi-Wan can still have his Traumatic Past Events™️ without having to bash Qui-Gon to do it.

And it means that they can mess up sometimes, but still make up and be the master-padawan duo that we all enjoyed seeing in TPM.

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So yeah, those are just my thoughts---take them as you will.

[tennessoui]

Miss Kit as mistress of bikin aus how funny would it be if canon ahsoka tried to change events and ended up in a time period where obikin are adults and she's behind their first meeting only to discover they just immediately are Like That and want to bang. All your aus where they meet as adults and are Like That inspired me but I couldn't help thinking what poor canon ahsoka would make of her master and grandmaster being such openly horny messes around each other

ok lol BUT what if it’s like. Time traveler Ahsoka who like…..has an instant reset button a la Michael in the Good Place, and has gotten it in her head that the galaxy is really better off if Anakin and Obi-Wan never meet because even in the canon timeline and with a wife, anakin was weird about obi-wan & even with a whole Jedi order that he adored, obi-wan was weird about anakin

so it’s really for the best if they never ever even meet and Ahsoka is going to make that happen!! In her first attempt, she decides to save qui-gon so that he raises anakin as his padawan instead but that just makes obi-wan and anakin even WEIRDER about each other for some reason??? Anakin grows up wanting obi-wan’s approval more than anything else in the entire galaxy and obi-wan takes 2 different padawans just so he never has to go on missions with his old master and anakin, and the galaxy STILL falls apart

Reset button, ok. So. Ahsoka buys baby anakin and Shmi from slavery and frees them. Years later, she’s aghast as she watches smuggler Anakin cozy up to promiscuous slut Jedi Master Obi-Wan even though his padawan, a baby Ahsoka, is RIGHT THERE. After one night together in some backwater cantina, they become weird about each other AGAIN. Sidious finds Anakin because Obi-Wan “””reforms””” him and gets him a job in the Senate (so they can more easily carry on their stupid affair) and Sidious convinces Anakin that Obi-Wan could never really love him because he loves the Jedi Order too much….Anakin Falls, galaxy destroyed—RESET BUTTON

Ok. Ahsoka manipulates it so that Obi-Wan is sent to the Agricorps and not kidnapped and enslaved so he just becomes a farmer instead. Good. Safe. He’s happy or he will be — ok. Oh shit anakin gets sent to the AgriCorps because he’s too angry and untrainable and now he’s meeting Obi-Wan who recognizes himself in this angry teenager and takes him under his wing and shit, now they’re being weird about each other — RESET BUTTON

ok!!!! Ahsoka convinces obi-wan’s parents to not give him to the Jedi Order. Instead, he’s raised as…huh. Prince of Stewjon? Ahsoka didn’t know that but that explains so much about obi-wan’s innate bitchiness and haughty eyebrow movements. Fine, that’s ok. Anakin doesn’t like royalty—no never mind, anakin LOVES royalty how could she forget that anakin married a former queen??? It takes one Jedi mission for padawan anakin to be head over heels for prince obi-wan and then suddenly he’s taking every possible mission to Stewjon he can to convince obi-wan to sleep with him oh NO obi-wan keeps rejecting him but Ahsoka recognizes that fond twinkle in his eyes as being the same way he looked at anakin in the original timeline they’re being WEIRD ABOUT EACH OTHER AGAIN. RESET BUTTON.

ok. Ahsoka KIDNAPS baby anakin to raise by herself in the corner of the galaxy where obi-wan and fate will never find them. baby anakin’s first word is inexplicably “obi”. Ahsoka knows how this is going to go. RESET BUTTON.

[kcrabb88]

I got some excitement when I posted that little Blood Makes Noise snippet, so I thought I'd talk a little bit about it! Don't always do that before I post a fic but I'm really really excited about this so here's some of the fic lore to tide over until I get deeper into writing it since it'll take a bit with my other projects :D

It's set from 1988-95/96 in New York City during the height of the AIDS crisis

Qui-Gon, an ACLU attorney and anti-war protestor, adopted Obi-Wan when he was four after his single mom, a client of Qui-Gon’s, was killed by the police

Qui-Gon is Dooku's son, and they're Jewish. Dooku is a former US Rep and is cantor at the synagogue they all attend and things are ... complicated

Tholme, a PI, adopted Quinlan at age 8 (and later on Aayla). Quin's birth parents immigrated from Haiti and died when he was five

Qui-Gon and Tholme, who are close friends, move in across the hall from each other and Quin and Obi-Wan become the best of friends from age 8 on

Quin's a violin prodigy and composer who later starts a punk/rock band and teaches music in an NYC public school

Obi-Wan is a political science professor who also writes political and investigative pieces for The Village Voice and tutors low-income kids at his local JCC (Bail is his editor)

Both of them are in ACT UP and also did crisis line work for the Gay Men's Health Crisis group that was the pre-cursor to ACT UP

They've been stupid in love forever and keep sleeping together but don't become a couple until right after Obi-Wan's HIV diagnosis (for various reasons that will be explained in the fic)

Eventually Anakin and Shmi move into the same building as Obi-Wan and Quinlan and become super close

Obi-Wan writes hit pieces on Palpatine, a former US. Rep who now works for the pharma company that's responsible for jacking up AZT prices (and Palpatine just so happens to be Anakin's estranged grandfather)

Little Padme will also be in this! Her dad is a city councilor

Obi-Wan IS one of the lucky earlier on HIV/AIDS survivors (it's just a very hard road)

I won't spoil it all but! Some lore. Really excited to dig into this!

[rochenn]

ohh hello there 🍈+ 🫐

Eyyy thank you! :D

🍈 Who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? Free pass to rant about blorbo opinions.

Am I supposed to choose just one blorber? Cruel, but also LET'S FUCKING GOOOO

Dooku. Man. To get some technical stuff out of the way, I think he has a castle in the Serennian hills that isn't an egg-shaped chrome dome. A *really* nice one made of painted stones and wood. Old. Full of portraits of his ancestors and with a stupid whimsical garden that has only become more whimsical ever since he stopped hiring people to trim it. I also think he has a room full of traditional swords in there. Steel blades, all types of lengths and edges, and he knows how to wield each and every one of them to perfection. That room has been collecting dust for a while, though. It comes up in Gone with the Light and I'm VERY excited to write that segment! Hehe

And I just love his inner world - or lack thereof. Old fuck in a castle who can't seem to keep anyone around for one reason or another, but he never makes himself acknowledge the pattern that's so obviously there. His internal monologue is so tasty to write, partially because he's his only hypeman, and also because he has no idea who he is unless he forces himself into the Sith grindset. That way, he doesn't have to think about all the painful stuff so much. Between the genuine revolutionary intent of his younger days, his Jedi upbringing of even younger ones and his present holding on to Sith teachings for dear life, he is lost. There is so much MEAT to him and whatever the hell is going on inside that thick skull man <3 The loneliness and denial always comes up in some way

Also, a more basic headcanon: he's a BIG eater. That body needs a lot of energy even in his old age, considering its dimensions and what he does with it. Back when Qui-Gon hit his growth spurt they could hit a pantry the way the locusts hit the fields of Egypt - in contrast, Dooku deliberately under-eats in official company. Diplomatic dinners, long-winded negotiation meetings, the days he inevitably has to spend with Sidious, you name it. The Republic has an abundance of overly indulgent Senators and Count Dooku, leader of the Confederacy, very much does not want a reputation like Orn Free Taa's. Whenever we see him in canon there's a 50/50 chance of him being hungry as fuck (I am convinced of this because it amuses me greatly)

🫐 What’s your favorite underrated thing in your fandom? (A ship that only you seem to write for, a character there’s almost no fics about, a trope that criminally hasn’t been written yet, etc.)

DEFINITELY the Dooku & Asajj dynamic! It's the sort of juicy but under-developed part of canon that you'd expect to have a couple hundred fics, and among them some of those lifechanging longfics. You know the type. But tragedy strikes... we're not getting that for these two. There's barely anything. I am planning to rectify that because they make me insane and I need to drag more people into the insanity pit with me until the numbers add up. I swear I'm already following every single person who has ever been unwell about them in the character tags augh

Thank you for the ask! <3

[padawansuggest]

Ok, so I was supposed to draw one small fanart, but I got carried away and created an au ^^''

Jedi cats Au

(Disaster lineage edition)

Yoda: Small green cat with tufts of white fur on his tail tip and across his spine. He loves being cuddled by the younglings as he tells them stories(basically their therapy, grandfather cat) and going on occasional trips to Dagobah for meditation (at least, that's his excuse). What he really does there is hunting frogs(he claims they're good for his bones) and camping out in the swamp(the whole trip traumatizing Dooku in the process).

Dooku: Huge white cat with brittle yellow eyes and spiked-up fur. He doesn't change much in his cat form, but when he does, he spends most of his time sunning himself on the council chairs(you can't blame him, cats can't resist such a good sunning spot), skulks around the temple corridors looking elegant and graceful, and steals sith holocrons out of nowhere so he could 'study' them(they were later confiscated and thrown out of the temple when Qui found out). He never lets anybody pet him except for Sifo, Jocasta, Qui, and sometimes Yoda(his adoptive father figure), or Obi-wan(his grandson whom he's secretly proud of)

Qui-Gon: Greyish brown cat with long silky fur and leaf-green eyes. He mostly hangs out on the temple's huge tree or goes on trips to Lothal to have tea with Loth-cats and wolves. (The Loth-cats kind of worship him as their 'god', and the wolves invite him and his apprentice for night strolls and 'singing to the moon' meetings)

He also randomly adopts kittens(padawans; in this case, Obi-wan, Anakin, and recently Ahsoka)

Obi-wan: Small auburn cat with darker splotches and grey-blue eyes. He's smaller than his apprentice but twice the sassiness. Cody loves to cuddle him and stroke his soft fur for hours while talking about how his day went(Obi doesn't mind^^). As a kitten, he constantly kept Qui company while he studied at night(at least that's what he says when Qui complains about his student/son being annoyingly cute and knocking over his mug of tea on purpose every five minutes).

Anakin: Brown tabby emo with sky-blue eyes. He hates sand, is very chaotic in many ways, and has a talent for annoying Obi(he actually passes down his 'abilities' to Ahsoka, who becomes more like her master). He also holds a record of being the most troublesome padawan in existence.

Despite all this, Padme finds him adorable (he often sneaks out of the temple in his cat form to meet his gf), but Obi-wan and Ahsoka know better(sure, he's nice and charming, yet can also be pretty stupid and reckless).

Ahsoka: Sleek, lithe, orange cat with white tail and blue stripes. Her Lekku still exists in her cat form as well as her facial markings(the Lekku are used to communicate with other cats or Jedi, and also play an important part in balancing their bodies while they leap agily or pelt across obstacles at high speed). 

Toruguti cats have very short, smooth fur on their bodies(the pelts are mostly an orangish hue, with blue stripes appearing on the back of their flanks as they get older), but their tails are often white, bushy and flecked with blue stripes.

She's one of the 501'th's favorites because she often hangs out with Rex and the clones(sharing stories, playing games... etc)(the clones especially love placing random things on her head until she moves). As her species are carnivores, she has an instinct for hunting small animals(sometimes leaving her half-dead prey on Anakin's desk like the cheeky adorable prankster she is).

I might upload some headcanons and designs btw

Have a nice day ^^

😭 NOT OBI CUB LOOKIN LIKE A LIL LIPN CUB PLZZZZZZ😭

Lil baby man who looks like an infant permanently no wonder he wants a beard so bad in human form.

Soka’s Lekku is so cute and I love how pissy Ani is. They’re all precious to me. Swamp kitty Yoda is so perfect.

[charmwasjess]

I actually really like Sifo-dyas’s characterization in The Living Force, just this absolutely harried man.

Of course he’s making bad decisions! Why worry about the present when each second is bleeding into a future that is horrifying beyond description.

(I know it’s no longer him who orders the clone army in canon anymore, but this version of him seems much more like the kind of man who would do something like that.)

I mostly agree with you about Sifo-Dyas’s characterization in the Living Force! 

We’ll eat for years on Seeker Sifo. (I always thought it was cute that as a kid, Sifo-Dyas had found out who his own Seeker was, and that it was a cool High Republic Jedi to boot?! No wonder he wants to be one.) And I like that the book seems to go out of his way to establish that Sifo-Dyas wasn’t just on the Council as a token guy, but he was their whole Future Department, and that his departure left them seriously lacking in their ability to perceive that. It adds some complexity to the Council’s comments on how clouded the future is in the prequel films.

The last time we saw Sifo-Dyas in any Star Wars property, it was 2019 in Dooku: Jedi Lost. We leave him collapsed on Serenno, completely out of his mind, laughing and crying on the ground after watching Dooku burst a fucking dragon out of the planet. It's seriously great to pick back up with our boy's story in this book, and get some content about the period after that devastating moment. Content which suggests he’s not only been functioning, but on the Council and clearly an important person there, acting with agency and an agenda to try to save his people. 

And pissing off Even Piel lol. He deserves to be a problem, as a treat. This is Lene Kostana’s son, after all. He is a person Asajjj Ventress thinks is too rebellious, whose stated reason for breaking into a forbidden Archive section full of dangerous artifacts is “because I’m a troublemaker.” I love a sweet, soft Sifo characterization as much as the next person, but let’s face it, he’s a sarcastic little shit who spends most of Dooku: Jedi Lost choosing chaos, probably because his own defiance is the one thing in his life he feels any control over. 

And I love your point about his (understandable!) disregard for the present. In that way, he makes the perfect conflict/foil for the Living Force and Qui-Gon’s message about living in the moment. 

Not to contradict you on this last point, and please, someone chime in if I’m incorrect about this - I think current canon doubled down on Sifo-Dyas definitively being the one to order the Clone Army. In the canon novel, Force Collector, the main character finds Sifo-Dyas’s last recording before his crash, where he explains his whole reasoning behind ordering the Clones and takes responsibility for it. And I think the Clone Wars episode “The Lost One” also discusses his involvement in the plot, initially collaborating with Dooku before being murdered and Dooku taking over/sabotaging the project with the chip interference. Dooku: Jedi Lost seeming to go to some length to create backstory around that particular detail - why Sifo-Dyas would go specifically to Dooku with the Clone project (not realizing he’s fallen) and how he had secure, untraceable means to get in contact with Dooku after all those years. (That stupid cursed comlink Dooku gives him at the end of the book in case he ever needs him.)

[themoldysausage]

Spoilers for Star Wars: The Acolyte

Alright, I'm in brother. The sets are beautiful, I'm so happy to see aliens again, the fight choreography is neat and clean and fast. Gotta say I wasn't prepared for the twin thing, genuinely surprised me.

Disappointed we don't get Yoda, he would absolutely be alive and at the very least on the council around this time, but I understand his absence.

The only I don't like is Osha. I think she's a very weak character, she does a lot of blatantly stupid stuff that doesn't make sense. Like, sees the dead jedi master and just, gets herself in perfect position to look suspect, what are you doing? Love everyone else though. Mae's great, Yord's perfect, Jecki's quirky, and Sol is a perfect Qui-Gon adjacent who fills exactly what I want from a jedi of this period. Loving the show, I am so satisfied.

It's so exciting that we're finally going back in time instead of forward or present, we've been begging for years and this the perfect way to gradually start going back. Like I genuienly forgot about the trade federation and the fact they were established in this time because it's been so long since they were mentioned.

I don't think Pip needs to be a droid. It doesn't really talk (or even make beeps), so there's no point in making it a droid instead of just a multi-tool.

Uh, other thoughts... the actors are great, Lee Jung-Jae is perfect in everything he does as always but especially in this. Dafne Keen is doing an awesome job being an annoying little shit, and I mean that in the best way. And Charlie Barnett made me feel something not safe for work

Again my only problem is Osha, Amandla Stenberg is just very stiff in the role, nothing against her, like, as Mae she's doing great, but as Osha? She's not really nailing that plucky sarcasm that I feel like they're going for.

Anyway, I will be ignoring the reddit/twitter hate for this show, cause I'm buckled in, I love it

[jedimasterbailey]

Hello, friend. 🖤🤍📖💀 for the ask game, please. 🙏

Hello there friend 💙💚 Thank you for the ask and thank you for choosing some questions that really make me think 🤔 let’s do this!

Link to the original ask questions below if y’all wanna play along which please do because I love to snoop 👀

🖤- Which character is not as morally good as everyone seems to think?

Dooku and yes I know he’s a Sith Lord and not considered a hero by any means but since the Tales of the Jedi episodes (which I love btw don’t @ me there) but I feel that fandom kinda looks at him like they do with Anakin. That even though Dooku and Anakin have done HORRIBLE INEXCUSABLE crimes that killed so many people and betrayed their loved ones that just because they “had their reasons” then that makes them worthy of sympathy when in reality that shouldn’t be the case. Dooku didn’t do what he did for the greater good or to serve others; he did what he did to serve himself and what he wanted. Dooku knew what the Empire was going to be (I.e. an all human regime that oppress alien races) and yet still went along with it thinking he could rule that regime himself one day. I don’t care that he was hurt by losing Qui-Gon or Obi-Wan; he still hurt and betrayed them regardless. If you ever read the Master and Apprentice book by Claudia Gray, you would come to find out Qui-Gon was 1.) terrified of Dooku because of his very dark actions 2.) Overlooked him for his first Padawan (Aveross I think his name was?) and 3.) Fixated on his own interests over being a proper teacher for Qui-Gon. In short, Dooku is a pretentious self serving privileged man of status and power and that’s that. The moral compass he has is whatever benefits him.

🤍-Which character is not as morally bad as everyone else seems to think?

Mace. Windu. For fucks sake y’all he is NOT a bad man! Had it not been for Anakin’s choices, he would have ended the Clone Wars once and for all and brought peace to the galaxy avenging every single soul who have lost their lives or sacrificed so much in the war that never needed to happen. Anyone who has read the Legends Shatterpoint novel or pay attention to Mace’s actions/words in the Clone Wars show and in the movies can see that Mace is a very admirable Jedi that anyone should look up to. His fighting style is all about using the Dark Side against those who use it which means this man has had to master his own demons for sake of doing good. That is a very rare quality even amongst the Jedi. He stays true to himself and Jedi philosophy within reason despite others trying to sway him. He also raised Depa who we all know is a wonderful woman who went on to teach Kanan who was a great Jedi. So yes, Mace was more than deserving of his rank and if he was such a bad man who come no one in his lineage ever turned to the Dark Side or left the Order? Clearly he was doing something right. And don’t even go down the tone deaf “he was mean to Anakin” route because Mace was always understanding, trusting, and respectful of Anakin, he was just trying to save Anakin from himself. We love and respect Mace Windu in this house 💜

📖-If you had to remove one book from the series, which would you choose?

The Ahsoka book for sure, sorry to those who like it but it’s not for me and that’s okay since not all books are gonna be everyone’s taste. As a Barrissoka stan I can’t stand whatshernuts constantly being up Ahsoka’s ass and causing her problems. Ahsoka was doing just fine on her own trying to survive after very traumatic events, losing everything she knew, and learning to survive in a galaxy that wants you dead for who you are until of course the stupid ass village needed saving. The book could have had a much better plot. The only parts of the book I liked where when Ahsoka was alone in her thoughts processing and trying to decide her next move. We could have had a very healing story much like Obi-Wan did in his show but nope. Furthermore, I’ve got beef with E.K Johnson for many reasons, the major one being that she’s a very ignorant person that tries to be the “white savior” so… yeah not fond of her work, her views of these characters we love so much, or the story she made for Ahsoka.

💀-If you had to choose one major character to die, who would you choose?

Palpatine of course because without out him the entire galaxy would be spared from mass genocide, destruction, pain, suffering, and pure evil. All of our favorite characters would have a much happier ending 😭 we also wouldn’t have dickheads like Tarkin rising to any position of power.

Link to original unpopular opinion asks

[anakinskywalker97]

Trash Compactor pt.3

I kid you not I re-wrote this three different times each with a different story. Blah. Hope you all enjoy it and thank you again for all the love.

Summary: Anakin gets angry and his self-control snaps.

Warnings: Sex, loss of virginity, rough-ish, somnophilia? The reader is sorta unconscious at one point - it's consensual though.

Previous parts

Your path to being a Jedi was messy. Still at Padawan at 25 should be embarrassing, but much like Anakin there was something in you that inspired fear in the council. You had come to the temple later in life, Master Rhys Tyren had found you and insisted on training you. That was all good till he passed away, leaving you without proper guidance for a good few years. None of the masters wanted to take you on leaving you alone. 

You had lots of teachers and lots of work to do staying at the temple. Part of you accepted that this would be the path the force had chosen for you. It was against the normal way of doing things, but your skills did not progress so the chances of you being a threat were lessened. 

Anakin had always been nice to you, his eyes were always filled with a sadness you didn't understand. He didn’t like that you were confined to the temple. He’d encouraged you to challenge them a few times but it wasn't what the force wanted. When he became a Jedi Knight, he insisted on taking you on as a Padawan. The council tried to argue but the force was so clear and heavy on the decision you were sure even a youngling could have known what it was deciding. 

You stood still as he braided a chunk of your hair behind your right ear, wrapping it in string. He refused to shave your head and they already felt the partnership was a mistake. 

“If they wanted your hair short they should have completed your training before it grew out again.” He had whispered to you. You were nervous, you could feel the fear radiating off the masters in the room. Whatever their old eyes could see was lost on you. You had an opportunity to be a Jedi, they saw something else. Something forbidden and outside of the traditions they felt kept them safe from the dark side. Obi-Wan on the other hand looked very proud of Anakin, possibly the only purely happy person in the room. 

You wondered then if Obi-Wan hadn’t respected Qui-Gon’s wishes to train Anakin if he would have been left brushed aside as you were?

You woke up and stretched knowing why this memory had come back to you. 

Master - you wrapped yourself more tightly around him. Enjoying these last few moments of calm before the chaos of Coruscant would take over. 

Yes - His mechanical hand ran down your back careful to miss your tangled vines of hair. 

Why did you take me on? - You were surprised that you never thought to ask. This was the only way for him to become a full master, to have a Padawan that passed the trials. If anything your age and capabilities with the force put him on the fast track to becoming the youngest master ever. But he had chosen you at what you now knew was a very difficult part of his life, his marriage had crumbled and the war was taking a heavy toll on him. 

I don’t really look at relationships like that - He gave you a curious look. 

“No, I mean why did you take me on as a Padawan” Your voice was clear. 

“You're my friend. I wasn’t going to leave you trapped there.” He sighed. “I respect the council, but that doesn't mean I think they always make the best decisions. Keeping you from being a Jedi because they are afraid of what you might become is stupid.” 

“Part of me thinks maybe the force just held on to me till I could be with you.” You whispered feeling vulnerable. Part of you knew in your heart this was ture. 

“Well, if that’s the case. Maybe I’ll forgive them.” His tone was light but you could feel something in his chest. Something that was yours. Your mind went back to what today held. You had to show your skills to the council to prove you were progressing. The first time you would be assessed as Anakin’s Padawan. The first time you had been assessed since you were 17. 

You weren't exactly nervous. Anakin was an excellent teacher, but you knew they would be judging him and Obi-Wan even more harshly than they would be yourself. 

“Stop worrying, you don’t have to defeat your opponent. Just have to show off your form.” Anakin interrupted your thoughts. 

“They don’t care about my form though, they care about what you've taught me.” Anakin snorted at your words. 

“Well, alright don’t do anything Sith-like and don’t have a panic attack and I should be safe.” He smiled at you. 

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Your stomach was soured when you realized who you would have to fight. You would have rather gone up against Master Yoda or Windu. Chase Vernok was not the person you wanted to go up against for an assessment. The guy was possibly the most annoying person on the planet. You and him had never gotten on well, he had made it his personal task to make you miserable when no one was watching. You thought about striking him down but something inside you was wiser than that. They wanted a reason to hold you back, take you from Anakin’s teachings. 

The arrogance dripped off of him and you were angry for a moment knowing that this was acceptable, but you struggling with the loss of your master? Better hold her back. You being slightly emotional at times? Better hold her back. 

He was the same age as you and had been a Knight for a long while. You took a breath as all eyes were on you, now was not the time to lose your temper. You needed to be perfect even if it was only out of respect for Anakin and Obi-Wan. 

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Anakin was trying hard not to be jittery. Having her go up against a former classmate seemed a bit rude. Normally you would go against a Padawan the same age as you, seeing as there were no Padawans your age they should have let you go up against a master. Something more respectful than this twirp. 

He looked over-confident, and even with your good posture, it was something you seemed to be lacking. You looked calm and a touch indifferent. It was an interesting choice, but it did make the kid opposing you look twice as stupid.

You both bowed to each other and a spark of anger burned up inside him. He didn’t like watching you bow to someone like that, he didn’t like the idea of you bowing to anyone. Obi-Wan sat beside him a perfect image of calm as always. Anakin followed his Master's example and centered himself. 

The fight started and he felt it was strange watching you move separately from himself. Normally in battle, you were side by side. In training against each other, but still together. 

You were holding back. This was obvious to him and Obi-Wan, anger surged through him at your slow movements and cautious approach. You disarmed the boy in a very short time. Master Windu’s eyebrows raised and Anakin wished he could get onto the mat to show them what you were actually capable of. 

You turned to move off the mat as you were supposed to when the boy challenged you again in possibly the worst way. Light Saber up he charged at your turned back. Obi-Wan’s hand gripped Anakin’s arm preventing him from standing up and for a moment he knew it would do nothing to contain him he could use the force to throw this kid out into deep space.

Let her show off - Obi-Wan’s clear voice rang in his head. There would be hell to pay, but he would let you have your moment. 

You were ruthless with your form. Eventually, you pulled his saber from his hand and used the force to pin him to the ground. You stood with two sabers holding him to the ground as he struggled. Thankfully you were softer than Anakin was. When you did it you looked graceful, as if you were holding him down effortlessly to prevent him from causing more harm. Only Anakin could feel the anger in your chest. 

“My back was turned.” Your voice was slow and almost soft. There wasn’t a lick of anger or rage present somehow making it more scary to Anakin’s ears. Your eyes moved up to meet the council. They regarded you with the same frosty looks of reservation. 

“The match is over,” Windu said with a nod giving you the permission you wanted to release your opponent. He was red-faced and angry. So much so that Anakin wondered if there was history between the two of you. Obi-Wan released Anakin’s arm once you were safely off the mat. 

The next pair of Padawan’s both ran over to you before moving into the center. They must have been about thirteen, they hugged you tightly. 

“Are you leaving now?” One of them asked in a sad tone. You ran your fingers through the boy’s short hair. 

“No, I get to stay till the end.” You smiled and they both let out a soft cheer. They were called away to start and you sat on the floor cross-legged like the rest of the padawans. However, it didn’t take long for one of the younger kids to weasel their way through to sit on your lap. You watched the boys fight with attentive eyes while more kids came to sit next to you. 

He didn’t think of what you were leaving behind when you came with him and Obi-Wan. Normally missions would come and go, with time in between to be at the temple. Because of the Clone Wars, you hadn’t been back. 

The kids seemed to sacrifice their form for a moment with you. Anakin was starting to understand why the council was not happy with who you were becoming. Anakin thought about telling you through the bond to get the kids to behave, but he couldn't bring himself to. The day ended and you stood behind to tell each padawan that they did a good job. They had a million questions about the war and being famous on the Holonet with Anakin and Obi-Wan. Anakin just observed his previous anger still fresh but hidden under his appreciation for you. 

“She’s clearly progressed.” Windu came to his side, there was an edge to his tone that Anakin didn’t like. As if implying you had cheated. 

“She’s exceptionally gifted,” Obi-Wan answered for him. “We are very proud of the progress she has made.”

“I’m sure you are,” Windu responded. “We think it’s best she spends some time here-” 

“Go she must.” Yoda appeared quickly,  his eyes looking at you talking with the children. Windu made a face but nodded. “Proud you should be.” 

Anakin was as frustrated as he always was after talking with them. Knowing that they wanted to speak with Obi-Wan without him he moved to your side. 

The kids looked at him with the usual sort of adoration. His presence interrupted your Q&A. 

“We should go.” He said almost sad to leave. The kids let out a huff of annoyance before saying their goodbyes. He could see it in their eyes that they were sad to leave you. He watched them struggle to conceal it and he felt sick. 

Chase came over to you his former master watching him closely. He looked like he was going to try and brush off what he had done to you. 

“Sorry about -erm.” He nodded to the mat. Anakin wanted nothing more than to take the boy onto the mat and beat the living shit out of him. 

“That’s alright.” You shrugged. The boy’s eyes looked up to meet his and he took a step back and then decided to turn on his heel and walk away. 

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You didn’t get to spend the night as you had hoped. You said goodbye to everyone and felt sadness grip your heart as they left. Anakin stayed close to your side. Once back on the ship, you could feel the conversation coming. 

There was a war raging inside him and you wondered if it would be best to stay in your own bed. There was a sense of injustice, you and him were held to a very high standard while everyone else got to operate within a different world. 

He pushed you to keep moving past your bedroom and you figured this was unavoidable. Obviously, you were just as annoyed as he was. They don’t want you to stay with Anakin and become more powerful, but they don’t want you at the temple where every young mind seems drawn to you. Your anger was a weapon, but it was your kind heart they feared even more. 

This was something new to think about. Your mind was busy trying to think all these thoughts for the first time. There was a darkness surrounding Coruscant, one you were determined not to let touch you. 

His hands quickly framed your face and your body was pressed against the door. His weight was against you then his mouth found yours. You were caught off guard and felt your thoughts slip away as he held you there against the door. Your whole body was trapped and your face was held in place tilted up to him. He was forceful and while resisting him felt like it’s own kind of fun you were so overwhelmed with him you lacked the power. You liked that he was finally taking from you. His tongue pressed into your mouth and you sucked on it. You could feel his carefully constructed rules start to break away. 

He picked you up and rushed you onto the bed. His hands made quick work of your clothes. He laid you there on the cool sheets, spreading your legs open. He moved away slightly his eyes focused on the mess he had made out of you. He got undressed and moved on top of you. Your heart shuddered when you started to understand what was about to finally happen. 

You could feel the possessive anger radiating off of him as his lips met yours with a savage hunger. Your heart sank, this is want you wanted but you didn’t want him to be angry. Possessive was fine, if anything it was encouraged. Anakin was always so cautious and soft with you, seeing him like this was almost enough to make you forget yourself. But the anger, anger led to regret. If he regretted this after your heart would break. 

We don't have to - you said as your hips rolled up on him as he stretched himself out on top of you.

I think your body has a different opinion - he smirked and you wanted more than anything to give in to this pull. Your love for him was stronger than that. 

Anakin - he froze looking down at you. - I don't want you to do something you will regret later. 

Your eyes looked up at him and you could feel the tears collecting. 

Could never regret you - he said softly. The head of his cock brushed your opening and your hips bucked up without thought. You bit your lip trying to hold it back. - I've tried to think of every reason not to do this. - he didn't need to finish his thought. 

You had relentlessly given him every reason why he should over the past few days. He slid his fingers in you for a moment moaning at the mess. He worked you open and you knew full well it would do nothing in terms of prepping you for what was about to happen. His fingers were big but not in comparison to what was next. 

He ran his fingers along his cock spreading your wetness over himself. The head of his cock pressed against your pussy. He pushed himself a little further and everything stopped. His fingers found your clit but the pain shot through you. The mix of pain and pleasure was new to you as Anakin was a very generous lover. His pleasure of feeling the impossible tightness of your cunt flooded through the bond and you drowned in it.  

His need for more of you was overwhelming and you pushed your hips up to take more of him. He groaned and you weren't actually sure how long you could handle this. Your body stretched to accommodate him, tears in your eyes from the mixed sensations. He found a spot in you that made you cry out. You had all of him, his fingers stopped touching your clit as you were sure you were going to cum. 

He stopped there for a moment trying to find his own composure. When he pulled out slightly and moved back inside you it hit you like a tsunami. You couldn't get a hold on it even if you wanted to, the pleasure paradox you were trapped in went beyond your physical capabilities. You came around him, the sensation had more depth than you were used to. Your pussy choked around him tightly and you felt his orgasm begin crashing into yours. It felt endless and something had officially worn down inside you. Anakin's force presence dominated yours and the bond it created was so strong you felt like it would withstand any distance. 

Sorry - he said panting with his forehead pressed to your shoulder. 

Why? I'm the one that caved first - your face got redder with embarrassment, still unable to open your eyes. When he moved again you let out a deep moan. 

Try again? - you whimpered wanting more of him.

Practice makes perfect - His tone was dark and it made you clench around him. You wanted him to hold you down like he did in training, force you here on the bed till you got it right. This was an unfamiliar side of yourself. 

You were more relaxed meaning he could properly fuck you. You could finally feel the full force of him moving inside your body. He needed you so badly, an emotion you didn't think he felt as deeply as you did for him. He kissed you, bit at the soft skin of your neck, sucking deep bruises into your flesh. You clawed at his back and your fingers knotted in his hair. Even with him pounding into you, you needed him closer. Desperation was flashing through your bones as you craved him. How could two people get any closer than this?  

His fingers found your clit once again and you lost the ability to breathe for a moment. You felt his force presence pull your hips up as he drove himself further inside you. 

You cried out loudly. The feeling was so strong it almost hurt as it tore through you. You felt him empty himself inside you, your orgasms feeding off of each other till you fully passed out. 

Your body had reached its limit. You felt his heavy body rest on yours for a moment before he rolled off of you to avoid crushing you. 

His hand held yours, an unnecessary gesture as you could feel his mind. Feel his blood moving through his arteries. You guys were so tightly bound together that you could have searched through his memories if you had the energy. 

You fell asleep and woke up to him picking you up. He carried you against his chest his hands grabbing your ass. It made sense once you felt the water surround you. It was hot, far too hot for his liking. But to you it was perfect. He held you there your face safely above the water line resting on his shoulder. The water rose to your upper back as you settled in. 

His hands traveled between you to try and clean up some of the mess he made but you groaned against him. Your wetness was shameful. 

You knew water didn't make things more wet, but his cock nestled inside you returning to your core with little effort. 

His fingers rubbed your clit and it didn't take much for you to start milking his cock again. You could tell he wasn't satisfied before your orgasm ended. Your mind was hazy and you faded out knowing he’d keep pushing you. 

Your body responded to his touches without your consciousness. He took another orgasm from you, holding your hips down firmly as to fully enjoy the way your walls got him off. 

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Anakin could tell you weren't conscious. You had fallen somewhere beyond. Didn't stop him from needing you. He should feel disgusted with himself, but all he felt was the need to have you just one more time. 

“One more for me.” He whispered knowing full well you couldn’t hear his encouragement. Your cunt was unlike anything in existence. It was impossibly hot and tight with a magnet pull that made him wonder if he would be stuck here forever. You had submitted to him so entirely that he wondered if it was your trust and faith in him that had him pulled so far under.  Your body came around him again and the the white heat engulfed him one last time as he spilled what was left of himself inside you. 

His body relaxed in the water and he tipped his head back. His mind was clear for possibly the only time in his life. He felt himself move away from the bath. 

He ended up somewhere other, detached from his body. It was both dark and bright at the same time. A purple haze had washed over what felt like open space. Stars created a comforting glow on the platform he was on. He heard your voice and he turned to see you sitting cross-legged next to Qui-Gon. 

His hand was held out to you, shock hit all three of them when your fingers collided with his. A thought of panic washed over Anakin as he realized where they might be. Had he killed the both of you? His temper was too much he shouldnt have taken it out on you like that.

“Told you he would make it.” You said confidently and Qui-Gon laughed. 

“Yes, I am not at all surprised to find either of you made it here. I am surprised you decided to finally get serious about meditation.” Qui-Gon looked at him brightly but Anakin was still too stunted to move closer. Your face flushed and you looked down at your hands for a moment. Thankfully in this form they were fully clothed. 

“Only Obi-Wan has meditated enough for me to get through to him. But even he hasn’t reached a level where he can visit me.” 

“Where are we?” Anakin asked finally moving closer, sitting next to you. 

“It’s complicated,” Qui-Gon said. “Here is what you need to know.” 

If the information had come from anyone other than him Anakin would have denied it. Palpatine was like a father to him. Qui-Gon had harsh thoughts about the council, and what the living force would demand from Anakin in the end. 

The end of the Sith, but also the end of the Jedi. 

“I won’t let him.” Your voice was calm but defiant at the same time. 

“You will.” Qui-Gon looked at you with soft eyes. “He is the chosen one and you were chosen to be at his side, you will rebuild the order in time.” 

Anakin thought about it for a moment. 

“Does Obi-Wan know?” 

“About the two of you?” Qui-Gon answered. 

“No about all this.” Anakin thought but then immediately wanted to know the answer to both questions. 

“Not all of it but most of it, I wanted to speak with you first.” Anakin took a breath at these words. If Obi-Wan sided with him, he would have his family, without a doubt he knew they could complete this task. 

“Does Obi-Wan know about us?” You asked softly, blush creeping up on your face. Qui-Gon laughed and Aankin could tell he was considering his words carefully. 

“Yes.” 

“Kriff” You whispered. 

“It’s not hard to see if you have clear sight.” He winked with a sad smile and Anakin knew it was almost time to say goodbye. He didn’t want to leave Qui-Gon, his child-self inside him was screaming. “Just stay close to each other and you’ll be alright.” 

“Wait, what about Master Rhys?” Your eyes looked into the void as if he might jump out suddenly. 

“Ah, it took some time for me to find my way here. Unfortunately, I was not in time to assist him.” You nodded sadly. “I’m sorry that my time had come so early, I had intended to be there for you both till the end.” 

He stood and the two of you followed. Anakin pulled him into a hug. 

“Thank you.” He whispered wishing he had more time to explain himself. More time to be with him. He gave you a hug and then everything faded out. 

He needed to speak with Obi-Wan but his body was beyond tired. It took a great deal of effort to get the both of you washed off in the shower. By the time you were both back in bed, the whole galaxy could have been burning and he wouldn't have it in him to move. 

While he slept he was still more aware of you than normal. The effort it took to ascend to where ever that was knocked him clean out and he was a great deal more powerful than you. 

He kept his arms around you until you finally picked your head up. 

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“Did that actually happen?” You whispered your eyes finding his. The light of a nearby sun was pouring in through the window. 

“Yeah. Are you alright?” He asked softly, there was an edge in his eyes that gave away how deep his concern for you went. 

“I’m more than alright.” You stretched. You were sore, your hips were covered in bruises and you shuddered to think about what your neck looked like. Your relaxed aura put him at ease. 

“Sorry about losing my temper like that.” You had to strain your memory to think back to yesterday. Ah yes, Chase. 

“You can lose your temper like that any time.” You winked at him. He kissed you and for a moment you thought he’d take you again but he stopped and pulled you back into his arms. 

“We need to talk to Obi-Wan.” He said in a sad tone. The whole world was about to unravel. 

“Anakin.” You said his name realising you found it difficult to call him master now. “I’ll follow you through the dark side and back to the light.” His eyes were observing you carefully. “But, please promise me the kids won’t get hurt.” 

He smiled at you and you relaxed. 

“Going to be a lot easier to rebuild the Order with actual Jedi. I don’t think we will have to kill anyone other than Palpatine to restore balance.” He lied. You could tell it was a lie, one with good intentions and hope. It was good enough.

[boybandjediorder]

may i ask about ketcha and ramses?? their expressions are everything to me

YES YOU MAY ASK ABOUT THEM!!!!!!!! IM JUST GONNA GIVE YOU BOTH OF THEIR BACKGROUNDS!!! theyre the silliest guys ever and i love them

(here's a doodle of them just chilling,,, ramses is asking if ketcha wants to eat space crabs and ketcha is like yes anything sounds good rn)

Ketcha Kitch and her padawan Ramses Odare are Jedi from the Prequels Era alskdfj Ketcha trained under Master Rolf Shandard, a Bothan man who smoked way too much space weed with Qui-Gon. She always had a habit of disappearing around the temple and reappearing in odd places, most just chalked it up to her Umbaran heritage, but Rolf saw something more in her and trained her differently than her peers. She was only nineteen when she graduated as a trained shadow who has only been identified thrice since she graduated from her padawanship and was knighted. The first was just a year later when she met her master's second padawan--eleven year old Dess Creit.

When Ketcha was twenty-nine, Ramses was found, in the center of a burning Zabrak village and orphaned, when he was about six years old. Nobody knows how the fire started and nobody knows if there were any survivors. Ramses, well, never really adapted well to live at the Temple. He could be angry and he did all of the meditations to try and control it, but it was still hard to overcome. The Council was concerned with his odd sort of connection with the Force, that always felt tentative at best. he turned twelve and he wasn't selected by any of the masters. It was looking bleak and Ramses was looking towards a career in the AgriCorps.

But then Ketcha Kitch made her second appearance since she was knighted. She chose Ramses as her Padawan.

Together, they disappeared back into the shadows. A year and a half later, the Clone Wars started.

Ketcha overall is very stoic and keeps her emotions very close to her chest, but she's far from emotionally inept. She's very skilled with the active and living force, having a blue saber. she can be sarcastic and snarky and very much has A Look whenever somebody says something stupid, but she would never reprimand somebody for learning. She can recognize good and bad and when somebody actively chooses to do good. She doesn't believe in black and white and rather anybody can change, for better or worse.

Ramses is kind of a jokester, but there's always something brewing just beneath the surface, kind of like a pot that's been filled with a little too much water and is always close to simmering over. He doesn't do well with crowds and noise, which is why becoming a shadow was almost a blessing. However, since he never connected with anybody back at the Temple and since the only Jedi that he actually grew up with was Ketcha, his connection to the Jedi culture is very loose. His saber is a light blue. He loves to cook and make up stupid songs. One of his belts is actually just a spice belt full of all sorts of spices that he smuggles on and off the different planets they visit--oh yeah, Ramses is also very skilled in burglary and stealth.

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Tbf, I think that the council should have told Obi-Wan they were putting Anakin in the creche first regardless of whether Obi-Wan was stubborn about it or not. Like the kid is still getting trained, you'll still get to be his master, but both of you get to take a breather for a few years. Low stakes interactions where Obi-Wan visits him but they're not being force to cohabitate and could heal a bit before Obi-Wan is tasked with the health and safety of a tiny child. Getting thrown smack into a padawan-ship was probably pretty isolating too, and Anakin was a social butterfly with a lot of friends on Tatooine so he was probably lonely and I bet the other kids were unsure what do to with him, another thing the creche would have fixed. Plus Palpatine probably couldn't request an initiate come visit with him, especially without supervision, the same way he could a padawan. So Anakin at least could have a few years to get his bearings without poison spilling into his brain. I'm not even entirely sure why they didn't, unless maybe Obi-Wan was threatening to leave or something?

Actually, thinking about it, I think I'm going to put most of the blame on this entire mess on the council. As much as I like them, they seriously dropped the ball. Qui-Gon failed to explain his intentions, but before that he did explain that they found Anakin, a very powerful force sensitive child, in the same town as someone who he believed was a sith but who was clearly at the very least a darksider, who also attacked them as they tried to leave with Anakin. Regardless of any reservations about Anakin's age, that's a direct threat to Anakin's safety, and they had no way to know that Maul wasn't directly targeting Anakin for recruitment. Qui-Gon shouldn't have had to say he'd train Anakin to try to force their hand, they should have just said they'd train Anakin, if only for his protection. Heck, at the very, very least they shouldn't have let Anakin leave the temple at all until they could be sure Maul hadn't followed them and a proper relocation effort could be made. So many things could have gone better if everyone had just simmered down and took the time to actually think things through right at the start of it all. ��

You are so right, anon, I'm clapping during all of this ✨

Honestly the introduction of Anakin to the Jedi is one of the - many - canon events that I don't even know what to do with. Like. like. I write Shisui-centric, I know something about having to rationalize the ridiculously bad (his eye went WHERE), but the whole attitude of the Jedi council to Anakin is just.... 🤦🤷

I'm pro Jedi, I'm very much in the camp of Love Is Not Attachment etc when it comes to the Jedi mandate etc, but Christ alive why the heck don't they wanna take in an ex slave, let alone one as strong as Anakin. Ohhhh his future is clouded. HE WAS A SLAVE FIVE MINUTES AGO. the jedi are supposed to be freeing people and shit... Let's enfranchise the little tyke?! Vaccinations, a health check, THERAPY-! Ohhhh a powerful darksider just happened to find you 10 mins after you found this kid with the force sensitivity of a nuke? COINCIDENCE, TOSS HIM ON THE NEXT BUS SHUTTLE.

I think maturity is really when you can call your favs out without getting butt hurt. I love the Jedi. This scene with the council? So stupid it hurts.

Qui-Gon: this child has no father so must be the prophesized Chosen One!

What Mace should've said: idgaf about your astrology shit, space monks look after all who need them, get this kid a juice box and a doctor

[gffa]

What do you do when you start hating/gets annoyed with a character that you previously liked/was cool about bc of bad or "i personally don't like it" writing? I loved the mandalorian, but since the slight at the jedi in that random episode in the middle of tbobf i'm so bitter about him, i can logically reason with myself that he's being kinda prejudiced since he doesn't know shit about jedi but i just can't get over it and i feel stupid tbh. That's also happening with ahsoka and i'm sad about it

It can be hard to get over a character bashing other faves or when they’re used as a weapon against your other faves and I don’t have a perfect answer, I still have to work at it and I can’t always get over it. But a few things help me: - I have friends who like those characters, like Din or Ahsoka or Qui-Gon, and they also like the Jedi at the same time.  I think of their affection for those characters and I want to be on their side, I want to share in that joy, so I determinedly look at the bad writing as “how dare you do this to my friend’s Blorbo!” and focus back on the things that they love about those characters. - I stop and think about:  What do I really want out of my experience in Star Wars fandom?  Sure, I get mad about Felony’s writing sometimes or I get mad at how people try to use Qui-Gon as a weapon against the other Jedi, but then I try to take a step back and ask myself if I really need the whole of fandom to be my playground.  Hell, do I even need the newer content to be my playground all of the time? And the answer is that I don’t.  I have the movies and TCW.  I have my group of people who like the same things I like and enjoy the characters in a fun way.  In five or ten years, when I look back on my time in this fandom, I want that to be what I experienced.  Because when I look back at my fandoms from 10 years ago--that’s what I remember.  Hanging out with funny people in our little corner of the fandom.  I don’t remember the vast majority of dumb things people said or the things that annoyed me about the writing, I remember chatting with people about character interpretation or what if ideas. The entirety of Star Wars doesn’t have to be for me.  I can just mentally snip out the parts I don’t feel like dealing with, nobody can stop me from going, “Felony has to prove himself to me with each episode and he failed on that one, so NOPE bye bye to that dumbass interpretation.” - Fake it until you make it.  We’re all human, we all have our salt days, we all get annoyed by stuff, but the more we focus on those parts, the bigger they loom in our minds.  I find that it actually genuinely does help to just say nice things about the character!  I find myself annoyed by how fandom uses Ahsoka as a weapon against the Jedi sometimes, I find myself salty every time I try to talk about Filoni’s writing of her, so when I got a lovely ask about her relationship with Obi-Wan in season 7, I decided I was determinedly going to talk about her with as much sympathy as I could.  And you know what?  By the time I was halfway through that, ruthlessly snipping out any parts where I started to get salty about her or complain about her writing, I was back on the Ahsoka Affection Train! Writing something that is purely affectionate about those characters can genuinely help.  All you need from fandom is the corner of people you surround yourself with, and if you’re surrounding yourself with people who love Din or Ahsoka or Qui-Gon and who love the Jedi--that’s what the Star Wars fandom experience is.  You don’t have to “win” at the source material or anything, all you gotta do is “win” at fandom, and you can do that by building the space you want around you and just going, “Nah.” to the rest of it!

[turtlemagnum]

warning, long, spoilers

ok so, now that i've slept on it i think i can formulate thoughts on episode 1 in more depth. first of all, there's the good:

i liked the actors for the most part. the kid that played anakin, while admittedly not a spectacular actor, was also a little kid so i can't hold it against him. in terms of visual casting, i'd say he was about perfect, you can really see a resemblance between him and a young mark hamill, so whoever picked him out did a good job. the guy who played qui-gon and obi-wan were also pretty good, and they played off of darth maul really well in their fight. i'd honestly say it was one of the best parts of the movie, at least partially due to the fact that it was an almost completely nonverbal sequence with really good choreography. realistically i know that a double bladed sword is stupid, but they did a really good job of making it look plausibly capable in the fight. both the fake padme and real padme had good actresses, and all of these guys playing off one another in various ways really highlighted the best parts of the movie imo. shmi's actress was also really damn good, had an excellent way of portraying the weariness in her eyes, and when anakin left you could really feel like she was happy for him to be free but sad that she wouldn't be able to come with him. if there's any bad in the movie, the actors aren't remotely to blame. and that's without even mentioning how fantastic palpatine's actor was, really convincing as both a cunning yet outwardly honest appearing politician and a sith lord pulling the strings behind everything. 10/10 cast, really

i touched on this, but i honestly really liked the fight choreography for the most part. at least with the stuff with actual human actors, i'd put it all at about on par with the original trilogy. i will admit that jarjar bumblefucking around accidentally killing droids was, at time, pretty funny.

the soundtrack was good. it was a star wars movie, that's like saying your steak is good at a gordon ramsey restaurant, enough said

i honestly really liked the aesthetics of a lot of the world design. it's probably at least partially because i first became Burdened By The Curse by the kotor games which themselves heavily took from prequel era aesthetics, but overall i'd say most environments look nice.

i really liked any and all political aspects to the whole thing. from what i understand that's something a lot of people didn't like, but personally i'm not one of those Capital G Gamer types who thinks politics in media is a bad thing. it's really lovely seeing the flaws of the republic on full display, and you can really tell how they're gonna get exploited by palpatine in his ascent to emperorhood. i honestly really like what i've seen so far of the overarching plot of a liberal democracy slowly descending into the depths of fascism, weimar republic style.

i honestly really like all the foreshadow-y bits sprinkled throughout. the scene panning to palpatine at the end when yoda openly wonders if maul was the apprentice or the master, the jedi order being acutely aware of the dark trajectory of anakins future, it's all just so... mmm, chef's kiss. they really took advantage of the fact that we know where all the pieces are eventually gonna fall, some cosmic irony shit right there.

and now... The Bad;

ok so easily the worst goddamn thing about the movie was the racist shit in it, right? what with the whole greedy alien bug men with vaguely japanese accents, the large snouted, greedy, desert dwelling little freak with patchy facial hair and a vaguely jewish accent, the gungans speaking with a vaguely jamaican patois (couldn't tell you how many times they said "ting"), all of these were very easily the most uncomfortable parts of the whole damn thing, like holy shit george. i'd need a fucking crowbar to properly unpack all of that shit

springing from that, the gungans in general. aside from the racist shit they mostly weren't that bad, but i will say that specifically any time boss nass was on screen i wasn't having a good time. jarjar wasn't that annoying, but i do think that the movie would've been better either without him or with him written completely differently.

some of the CGI looks janky. i will say that unlike the stuff retroactively added to the original trilogy, it tends to look a lot more "natural", which is to say it looks like it was designed to be as such from the beginning. frankly, i find there to be a certain charm to the jankass CGI, but at the same time if it were shot with practical effects i probably wouldn't be like "hmm, this would've looked better with CGI", y'know?

the dialogue was, at times, rather clumsy. the whole "are you an angel?" thing gets memed a lot (with good reason), and frankly i think the movie would've been better without it, but it's not movie ruining or anything.

honestly, aside from our First Point here, i think the most egregious thing was the fucking pod-racing part. a complete lack of visual clarity, was mostly just CGI and noise, terrible section. i've heard people talk about how some movies will have sections that are there for the audience to leave for sustenance refills/bathroom breaks as to not miss anything important, and i think this is likely a peak example of that. absolutely wretched, pacebreaking, with barely anything remotely interesting happening

[secretsolarsystem]

Sith!Obi-wan finding out that Qui-gon just got a new Padawan and thinking “huh, I could pull a Xanatos and kidnap the little one, in all honesty I’m making him a favor” just to then discover that this is not a little initiate, but an ex-slave how’s mother is still a slave and he is just done with his former master’s bullshit

friend!!!!!! bestie!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm not sure how true to the prompt I ended up staying BUT I really hope you like reading this as much as I loved writing it, omg it was so fun!!!

pls enjoy this 2.1k canon-divergent, Sith!Obi-Wan, padawan!Anakin, Fallen!Anakin, obsessive Anakin, mentions of a murder and the uhhh aftermath <3

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Sitting in his booth, Obi-Wan took the last sip of his drink, sighing at how the smooth whiskey went down his throat, immediately warming his veins. Maybe he was stupid for drinking whiskey on the hottest planet he’d ever been on, but he’d never been one to choose convenience or comfort over quality and taste. His many white layers proved that.

He really had no desire to be on this Force-forsaken planet at all, but when his master gives an order he is to obey, unless he wants to deal with Lord Sidious. That was how Dooku kept Obi-Wan in line, since he knew there was little else actually keeping Obi-Wan loyal to him as an apprentice. Obi-Wan had learned enough that Dooku was no longer relevant to him, but, apparently, Dooku was to play an important role in Sidious’ plans for the big war that was about to break out, so Obi-Wan and Dooku circled each other just enough to keep the other alive.

Because Obi-Wan had a role to play, too. Sidious knew how good he was at negotiations, and so while Obi-Wan wouldn’t necessarily be a general like his master, it would be his responsibility to ensure they had the weapons and resources they’d need to fight this war. Which was how he found himself here, decompressing after the first day of negotiations with the Hutts, some of the most unpleasant sentients Obi-Wan has never had the displeasure of speaking with.

The one drink definitely was not enough to compensate for what he’d been through that day, so he made his way to the bar for another. As he waitede for his second drink, a tall, gangly thing burst through the cantina doors, face contorted into a scowl and cheeks glistening with tears. Obi-Wan took in the sight before him, and immediately realized he knew this tall, gangly thing. This was Anakin Skywalker, Qui-Gon Jinn’s padawan.

Yes, Obi-Wan knew Anakin Skywalker – knew of him, at least. Obi-Wan had been in his early twenties when he learned of Anakin’s arrival to the Temple and the Jedi. When he found out that Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan’s former master, had taken Anakin on as his new padawan, Obi-Wan had considered taking the boy for himself. He’d be doing him a favor; Qui-Gon Jinn practically ensured that no one flourished under his guidance, what with his cold demeanor and palpable indifference towards his pupils.

That was Obi-Wan’s experience, anyway.

But Obi-Wan didn’t. Sidious forbade him, and it would’ve gotten messy with Dooku, considering the Rule of Two they abided by as Sith. Plus, as much as he was loathe to admit it, Obi-Wan did still hold respect for Dooku. The man took him in and taught him power Obi-Wan had never believed he could wield when he found Obi-Wan, freshly Fallen and awfully torn up about it. Under Dooku’s tutelage, Obi-Wan harnessed the Dark with finesse and confidence he never would have gained with Qui-Gon.

Now, looking at Anakin in this cantina, Obi-Wan can see that Qui-Gon had failed him, too. His tear-soaked face and still trembling lip were proof that Qui-Gon had neglected to acknowledge his padawan’s apparently very strong emotions, and therefore failed to teach him how to channel them to his benefit. Not to mention, the boy’s Force signature was emanating Darkness; it felt fresh, it felt suffocating, it felt never-ending.

When Anakin locked eyes with Obi-Wan, Obi-Wan gave him a once over before taking his drink back to his booth. Sitting down, he was unsurprised to find Anakin there, looming over him like a dark cloud. Taking a sip, Obi-Wan glanced up, waiting for Anakin to speak. When he didn’t, Obi-Wan said, “Hello. Can I help you?”

“Yes,” Anakin said, voice thick and hoarse, surely from the crying.

When Anakin didn’t explain further, Obi-Wan set his drink down with a roll of his eyes. “I can’t if you don’t tell me with what.”

“Teach me the ways of the Dark Side,” Anakin said, hands balled into fists by his sides. His shoulders were rising and falling with harsh breaths, and his red-rimmed eyes looked like they’d fall with fresh tears at any moment. He was the visage of a boy ready to Fall, surely much like how Obi-Wan must have looked when Dooku took him in.

Still, there were too many of Sidious’ plans in motion for this to be feasible. That, and the fact that Sidious had specifically forbidden Obi-Wan taking on Anakin specifically as his apprentice.

“No,” Obi-Wan answered, turning back to his drink. As expected, though, Anakin did not move. “Go back to the master you already have, little Jedi. I’d like to enjoy my drink in peace.”

Taking the seat across from Obi-Wan, Anakin splayed his hands out on the table with a hard smack, jostling Obi-Wan’s drink in his hand from how Obi-Wan rested his elbow on the table. Anakin was impossibly lucky none of the liquid spilt from the commotion.

Looking back at Anakin with an incredibly unimpressed and quite annoyed look, Obi-Wan set his drink down. “I won’t say it again.”

“So don’t,” Anakin bit back. It was now that Obi-Wan could see the gold starting to swirl in Anakin’s blue irises. Obi-Wan wondered what had happened – what had just happened, because this was all too fresh – to make Anakin Fall so hard and so quick.

“Then I have nothing to say to you,” Obi-Wan responded, though it wasn’t said with much finality. He was growing more and more curious about Anakin – a dangerous thing for both a Sith and the object of their curiosity.

“If you won’t say yes, then tell me how to get you to say yes,” Anakin pressed, his eye contact unwavering. It was intense, the kind of gaze one could drown in if not careful.

Obi-Wan Kenobi was nothing if not careful. “You know what I am.” It was not a question. Anakin nodded once. “Then you know of the Rule of Two.” Anakin nodded again, but with a bit of hesitation, now. “I’m afraid there’s already two.” Well, technically three, but it was accepted that Sidious was an exception.

For the first time, Anakin broke their eye contact, looking down at the table. But Obi-Wan could tell he did it not in disappointment or acceptance of defeat, but in thought. He was trying to think around the one rule the Sith abided by. It intrigued Obi-Wan, so he continued to drink as he watched Anakin think.

Eventually, by the time Obi-Wan’s drink only had one sip left, Anakin looked up, brow furrowed with new determination. “Who is your apprentice?”

Obi-Wan cocked an eyebrow, the corner of his lip quirking up. “Why?”

“Because I’ll kill them,” Anakin answered immediately.

Barking out a laugh, Obi-Wan downed the rest of his drink before standing and straightening his clothes. If he had an apprentice, Obi-Wan considered, he just might tell Anakin who they were, just to see if he’d really do it. It sent a sick thrill of satisfaction through Obi-Wan’s being, but he kept that to himself.

“I’m sure you will, little Jedi,” Obi-Wan said. “Until then, my answer stands.” Then Obi-Wan made his way towards the bar, paid his credits (only because he needed to keep the Hutts somewhat appeased), and left, all while feeling Anakin’s eyes boring into his back and his Force signature doing its best to wrap around and keep Obi-Wan.

–

It is not until three years later, when Obi-Wan is staying at some terrible inn on some terrible planet to negotiate with some terrible people, that he sees Anakin again. It starts with a knock on his door, to which Obi-Wan calls out, “The sign says ‘Do Not Disturb.’”

The knocking continues, so Obi-Wan closes up his notes from today’s talks with an irritated sigh and walks over to the door, opening it with a scowl. “Can you not read-”

The jab dies on his lips when he sees Anakin Skywalker staring back at him with completely golden eyes.

He steps aside and lets the boy – no, the man – in, watching him stalk inside as he closes and locks the door. Anakin is taller than before, which is quite the feat, and his Jedi attire is filled out by bigger arms, broader shoulders, thicker thighs. His hair is no longer in that Force awful padawan cut, but now falls in long curls. When Anakin turns to face him, Obi-Wan notes the scar running through his brow and eye, his one gloved hand, and the bag in his other hand.

Obi-Wan has many questions, but what he says is: “Congratulations on your knighting.”

Anakin huffs, his face as severe as the day Obi-Wan met him on Tatooine. “Doesn’t matter now.”

“Why not?” Obi-Wan asks, stepping further into the room and towards Anakin. Anakin straightens up, but it doesn’t seem to be a defensive move. If Obi-Wan didn’t know any better, Anakin almost looked like he was displaying himself for appraisal.

Tilting his head, Anakin gave Obi-Wan a look that suggested he couldn’t tell if Obi-Wan was stupid or joking. “I think that’s obvious. It’s only gotten worse since we met.”

“You’re not blaming me now, are you?” Obi-Wan asked with a grin.

Narrowing his eyes, Anakin’s grip on the bad tightened. “Who should I blame? Your apprentice?”

Smile growing, Obi-Wan clasped his hands together in front of himself. “Did you kill them?”

“No,” Anakin answered, throwing the bag to the ground. It landed with an incredibly heavy thud. “I did kill your master, though.”

Being careful to hold his smile in place, Obi-Wan looked down at the bag, understanding. He was sure that if he opened it, he would see Dooku’s head. How dramatic of Anakin.

“Ah,” was all Obi-Wan had to say.

“It was easy, considering all the practice I’ve had,” Anakin went on. Obi-Wan did not look up from the bag. “When we met, I’d just killed a whole village of Tusken raiders. After, I killed the man who owned me and my mother as slaves. Then, after searching and searching for your unworthy apprentice, I finally put it together. You were the apprentice all along.”

“Brutal and clever,” Obi-Wan murmured. Dooku’s head was in that bag. Obi-Wan wasn’t sad, per say, but felt a pang of hurt that he hadn’t been the one to do the honors, as is customary. It would’ve been the respectful way for Dooku to die.

And what would this mean for the war? Was Obi-Wan to become a general now? What would Sidious say to this glaring wrench thrown carelessly into his plans? Would he kill Obi-Wan for this? Would he kill Anakin?

Obi-Wan had a feeling he would not do the latter. Anakin was important to him, in some way. There must be a reason Obi-Wan couldn’t have taken him for himself all those years ago. Sidious always had reasons that no one else was privy to.

“So I did what I had to do, to get you to say yes,” Anakin continued, dropping to his knee beside the bag containing Dooku’s head. “So say it.”

Shaking his head minutely, Obi-Wan looked to Anakin, his eyes wide and golden where they were not swallowed by pupil. Adrenaline? Or arousal? Probably both. Anakin was surely getting off on all this death; it was hard not to. And maybe he knew how good he looked kneeling at Obi-Wan’s feet.

“There is another, more powerful Sith lord,” Obi-Wan said. “He will not be pleased by this.”

“Then I’ll kill him, too,” Anakin growled, his resolve unwavering. “I’ll do whatever it takes, Master.”

A shiver ran through Obi-Wan at hearing Anakin Skywalker, kneeling before him, call him Master, a shiver Obi-Wan could not hide. Anakin noticed, and he pressed forward on both knees now, and suddenly it looked like he was down there for something other than pledging himself to Obi-Wan.

“He cannot be killed,” Obi-Wan dismissed. Sidious was far too powerful to be killed, no matter how enraged and determined Anakin was. “But, he is the exception to the rule.” It took him a moment, but Anakin understood what Obi-Wan was saying. The Rule of Two would still be honored if Obi-Wan took Anakin on as his apprentice. “Are you certain this is what you want?”

“Yes, Master,” Anakin answered immediately.

Baring his teeth, Obi-Wan asked, “And what of your other master? Do you still feel loyalty towards him?”

Another immediate answer. “No, Master.”

“And if I told you to kill him?” Obi-Wan probably wouldn’t, but Anakin didn’t need to know that. He just needed to answer the question.

“I would, Master,” Anakin vowed, his voice as firm as his gaze.

“Very good,” Obi-Wan purred, reaching out to finally sink his fingers into Anakin’s hair. It made the man below him shiver and flutter his eyes shut as he leaned into the touch. Obi-Wan smiled, incredibly pleased. “Yes, very good, my apprentice.

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