#Obi Wan x Siri Tachi

[roseaesynstylae]

Siri Tachi and Satine fighting over Obi-Wan? Oh, no. Satine and Siri taking the piss out of Obi-Wan while he hides behind a pillar and Anakin laughs his ass off.

[kittystargen3]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31154264/chapters/162568399

Story Summary: A time traveling Grandmaster, to the Prequel Era, trying to fix the mistakes the Jedi made, and get rid of a certain Sith too. Only Time Travel is not that easy, as Yoda will soon learn.

Hello Everyone, I've posted another chapter to Time Travel: to the Past Yoda Goes. Below is a small selection. Please use the links above to read more.

Chapter 72- Big Reveals

It wasn’t long after their impromptu training lesson with Jango’s Blaster weapon, they were on their way again.  Kent thought it was very cool that he would let them all have a shot with it.   They were traveling through the halls of their once home, feeling very much like they were in the middle of a scary movie, where Master Quarmall would come up with an excuse to leave the room, and offer the weakest amongst them an excuse to follow him out.  It had been three years since Kent had taken his offer, and, as brave as he was, if Master Quarmall would come around the next bend and ask them, “Who wants more snacks?” He wouldn’t say no.

Of course, if Master Quarmall did come around the next bend, it would probably be as a possessed Sith.  Kent shook his head.  That was not the thought he wanted to have.  

Kent refocused on the path ahead.  They were following Anakin, or the path Master Siri insisted would lead to Anakin.  Kent was eager to see his brother again, and save him from this torment.  He didn’t know what it would feel like having a Sith in one’s brain, but he could imagine it.  Sith of old were trained with pain and torment.  Like they would actually cause themselves pain to enhance their abilities.  His face puckered with disgust.  

“Who do we have here?” the voice came from ahead in the hall.  It was familiar to him, and yet in a very shrill way, unfamiliar as well.  

Jango issued a couple of orders to his younglings in their language.  Kent just clutched the Blaster he was given and shrunk back towards Siri.  

“Ha ha ha ha.” That voice laughed.  Buzzes went off from Blasters in unseen locations as a shadow appeared up the hall.  “I’ve conquered all the known forces in the universe, worthy to be conquered.  Mandalorian, yup, I’ve conquered them too.”  He said a couple of words in a foreign tongue, and though Kent didn’t know what they meant, he could tell that Jango did.  His face became very red, and he fired his blaster. 

The bolt never reached its target.  The Sith merely wiped his hand and it was absorbed into the universe again.  That was when Kent realized where he recognized that voice from, as he saw a face.  It was Master Obi-Wan!...

[handmaidenofamidala]

Obi-Wan x Siri:

Childhood friends to lovers, workwives, growing up together and navigating the tension that is the emotional detachment of two Jedi knights, mom and dad energy as they grow up to mentor Ferus and Anakin, her fate is heartbreaking for both the reader and Obi-Wan as we truly got to know this character.

Obi-Wan X Satine:

Bootleg anidala, she appears for one arc and is killed off before we get to properly know her so her death is only upsetting because of Obi-Wan's reaction. Obi-Wan admitting he would leave the Order if his girl asked is not in line with his character. Also, her pacifism and politics made little to no sense.

[the-delta-42]

An AU where Satine didn't die

Satine: *To Bo* This time next year, I'll be Obi-Wan's second wife. Bo: What do you mean 'second' what happened to the first one? Satine: Ah, Siri. Tragic really, she got shot.

[knightofthenewrepublic]

Anyone else who read the Jedi Apprentice series watching Skeleton Crew now?

At Attin was giving me vibes a little similar to Kegan, the planet Obi-wan and Siri had to go to evil high school at.

It's not quite the same, Kegan was a lot more overtly dystopian. But they both had isolationism, mass surveillance, and having your job be assigned to you. This really feels like a planet you'd see in the old Legends kids books

[comebackali]

Jedi Quest The Changing of the Guards. We are already starting out STRONG with Obi-wan watching Anakin be annoyed by senate bureaucracy:

(& being impressed with him, noting his growth, saying he’s a MAN now 💕)

vs. Obi-wan watching Siri be annoyed at senate bureaucracy:

Whelp there it is:

[laferelady]

Siri Tachi & Obi-Wan Kenobi (art by neuronet)

[palfriendpatine66]

🚨New Fic Alert🚨

I ventured into a lot of new territory for the More to Love event and wrote a Quinlan Vos/Obi-Wan Kenobi/Siri Tachi threesome. Check it out if that sounds like it might be your jam, or explore some of the other works in the More to Love collection (or even add your own!)

[sira365]

I Found You In The Shadows of The Lantern Glow

pairing:  Obi-Wan Kenobi/Siri Tachi rating: general audiences word count: 2.9k ao3 • star wars masterlist

Summary: Carrying the weight of his deception, Obi-Wan Kenobi wanders Theed. Siri Tachi is on a mission, with the added burden of grief. The whole planet of Naboo is celebrating the Festival of Light, its streets overflowing with life, a dazzling spectacle to behold. Nights like this uncover more than just the beauties of the galaxy.

A/N: Story concept inspired by "Green Jade Festival - Lantern Festival” , a poem by Xin Qiji written in the Song dynasty.

眾裏尋他千百度，驀然回首，那人卻在，燈火闌珊處。 «青玉案·元夕» 辛棄疾 A thousand times, I searched for her in the crowds. When all of a sudden, I turned around, And saw her there in the dim lantern light. “Green Jade Festival - Lantern Festival”  Xin Qiji

In one the many rooms of the Theed Royal Palace, two Jedi Masters convened, handling the aftermath of an undercover mission that successfully thwarted a devious Separatist plot to kidnap the Chancellor of the Republic.

     “I guess I can’t put this off any longer.” Obi-Wan half-heartedly said, his chuckle uncharacteristically rough and low.

     “That is indeed the case. Rako Hardeen’s voice in your body is an unsettling combination, Master Kenobi.” Mace Windu stood to the side of the room, his lips unmistakably curved upwards. Despite his stoic manner and composed temperament, he was unable to hide his amusement towards his colleague’s plight.

     Sighing, Obi-Wan moved his wrist towards himself, tapping a few buttons on the screen of his communicator. A hazy blue projection popped up, displaying the words ‘Confirm Voice Modulator Ejection’ in a cool, fluorescent white. 

     “Well, let’s get this over with.”  He looked over at Master Windu, hoping for some verbal support, only to be met with the same bemused grin. 

     The moment he hit select, the spider-like modulator began folding out its legs, making Obi-Wan cough at the sudden irritation in his throat. The modulator started its ascent from his larynx, crawling up, its metal claws digging into the walls of his neck. Obi-Wan forced himself to sit down on a chair, choking on the clawing contraption. Even the experience he had with the device when he first swallowed it down did not prepare him for the discomfort of it going out. 

     “Breathe through your nose, Obi-Wan.” Master Windu called out from where he stood, sympathetic. 

     Finally, in what felt like an eternity, the modulator fell out of his mouth and onto the floor, leaving Obi-Wan wheezing like a Boonta Eve podracer engine (and pilot) in its wake. 

     Master Windu placed a hand on Obi-Wan’s shoulder, steadying his reeling form. 

     Obi-Wan said between pants, “I hope I never have to do this again.”

     “Thank the Force you’re not a Shadow, my friend.” 

     “Bless their souls.” Obi-Wan carefully rose from his chair, holding onto Mace Windu’s arm. 

     Droids, battlefields and Sith Lords had all wanted to render Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi to such a deficient state, but a puny, little voice modulator beat them to it.

     Such were the strange contradictions of the galaxy. 

     Siri Tachi was on a mission to gather intel on San Hill, the Chairman of the InterGalactic Banking Clan and heavy financial backer of Separatist forces. Her investigation led her to discover unusual monetary transactions between the banking clan and an unnamed party that peculiarly operated out of Naboo. The strangeness did not end there. With further digging, she found that all the assets involved in the exchange could be traced back to an account held by Damask Holdings, a Muunilinst entity that had dissolved��years ago. 

     She managed to identify a broker who frequently worked with Hill. The middleman was native to Naboo, and was back on the planet, apparently for the Festival of Light. Siri found it quite ironic that a man who sold out the Republic for a living would be so committed to the holiday.  Alas, analyzing the complex intricacies of human behavior was not a part of her job, and she followed him all the way to Theed with no further questions.

     Siri waited in front of a fruit stall, pretending to check out fresh produce. She picked up a starfruit, but her focus wasn’t on its texture or weight. The stall was conveniently right across a candied Shuura stand, where her target was patiently standing in line. The man sure had a sweet tooth, Siri thought to herself, he’d already had Theed’s signature plasma cloud dessert and a Jogan fruit tart earlier. 

     Siri loved a good night out, but it was taking an awfully long time for this man to go back home, whose whereabouts Siri was trying to locate. She’d broken into his work office a few days ago, but couldn’t find the documents she was looking for. She figured he probably kept them somewhere closer. 

     Intel gathering missions normally took a considerable amount of time, and Siri was a forbearing woman, but she didn't like how this assignment was dragging on. This operation had been rough, and it wasn’t because of the nature of the task itself, though Siri wished it was.

     She was meeting up with a contact in a seamy bar when she found out.

     "Kenobi's fucking dead!" 

     "Remind me to give Rako Hardeen a call to congratulate him. Fucking mad lad, that one."

     "A Jedi got knocked out by a sniper?"

     "I'll drink to that!"

     She remembered the laughter that had erupted, the boasts, the toasts, and the liberal flow of alcohol. She had a front row seat to the celebration of Obi-Wan Kenobi's murder.

     She didn’t believe it at first, there was no way that Obi-Wan Kenobi, Jedi Master and General of the Grand Army of the Republic, could have been taken out by something as uncivilized as a blaster shot. That was not a death worthy of a man as insolent as Obi-Wan Kenobi. That was not how her crechemate, her dear friend, was supposed to go. But then she saw it on the Holonews the next day, bold and underlined. It wasn't a headline one could easily miss. 

     She had swallowed down her emotions upon hearing the confirmation.  She had been in the middle of hacking into a computer terminal and security patrols could have stopped by her floor at any moment, she couldn’t afford to be distracted. It was just her luck that she’d had to find out through a television set left on after hours in an office building.

     Even with the restraint of a Jedi, a part of her floated between utter disbelief and grief at the passing of Obi-Wan. Maybe it was because she was so far away from home when she found out, or maybe it was because she didn’t want to accept that he was gone, but the weight of Obi-Wan’s death hadn’t quite sunken in yet. She just wanted to finish up the mission and head back to the Temple. She knew she had to see his grave. His departure had been so sudden and so unthinkable , she needed to see a headstone, an engraving, something tangible , to understand that Obi-Wan Kenobi was truly, irrevocably, one with the force. 

     Her target happily munched on his candied Shuura. The confection was served on a stick, and the man eagerly rotated and adjusted the skewer to get new bites while ambling along the street. Siri continued trailing him. 

     Turning into a less busy road that led to more residential parts of Theed, Siri’s wishes were granted, the man was ready to turn in for the night. The pavements became dimmer and eventually began to lead up a hill. Benches lined the trail, occupied by doting couples. She was concerned that she would look out of place in what seemed to be a popular courting spot, but figured if she walked like she knew where she was going, it would appear that she was on her way to an intended destination. 

     Siri was thirty meters behind the dealer when he stopped at the top of the hill. Siri saw him crouch next to a tree, his bent form outlined by the glow of a lantern hanging from a branch, seemingly to catch his breath. She noted his unfit state and filed this piece of information away in a corner of her mind. Must be all the desserts, she considered. 

     By the time she reached the hilltop, the man was a quarter of the way along the trail that led downhill. There were less people on this path, and she figured continuing her pursuit would raise the man’s suspicions. She’d seen him glance backwards a few times, though not at her specifically. She had a pretty good view of the rows of houses beneath the hill from up here anyway. All she had to do to find his address was to keep an eye on him as he walked back to his house, a simple affair. 

     Hopefully, she would find the papers and contracts in his home tomorrow afternoon, then she’d be well on her way back to Coruscant by nightfall. She blinked away a few stray emotions at the thought of returning to the Temple. She wanted this mission to end, and she wanted to go home, but home wasn’t going to feel the same now, not anymore. 

     Siri leaned her arm against the tree. To any observer, it would look like she was admiring Theed’s nighttime cityscape. Standing in the shadow of a lantern's glow, she watched and waited.

     Senator Padme Amidala had kindly invited the Jedi to join the official celebrations for the Festival of Light, extending their stay on Naboo.  Mace Windu took pity on Obi-Wan for having to suffer through an excruciating voice modulator extraction, and offered to complete his administrative duties for him, giving him a well-deserved night off. Thus, Obi-Wan Kenobi found himself with a rare commodity in his hands, free time. 

     If one finds themselves in Theed during the Festival of Light, a spectacular commemoration of Naboo joining the Galactic Republic, not taking the opportunity to revel in the festivities would be a crime against merriment, and Obi-Wan was far from a criminal.

     Strolling through a buzzing crowd, he reached into the force, feeling it hum with joy and happiness. The streets of Theed were teeming with life. Vendors set up shop along the roads, glow sticks and other festive ephemera brightly on display. Children ran after each other with their lanterns, the masses no barrier to their chase. Teenagers chattered in loud groups, exuding an air of wannabe maturity and jaunty spirit mixed with a sweeping undercurrent of angst, enjoying the prerogative of youth. They brought Obi-Wan back to his adolescence, which seemed to get further and further away with each passing day. He pondered when he had gotten so old. A small family walked by him, the parents carrying an infant, and Obi-Wan saw the little one’s eyes wide open in bewilderment, surely experiencing the magic of the festival for the first time.   

     No building was left undecorated, and festive streamers flowed down from every beam. The city was a kaleidoscope, and every turn of Obi-Wan's head revealed a different beauty. There was much to do, and plenty to admire. 

     The night sky was a flurry of colors. A mild East wind brushed past, and lanterns hanging from rooftops and tree branches swayed along its gentle current. Candle light flickered with the breeze’s delicate touch, causing the vibrant hues of the ornate lanterns to radiate outwards into a warm, fuzzy glow. The clacking of horses’ hooves blended in with the cheers of passersby as lavish carriages rolled across cobblestone, trailing behind handsome steeds. The notes of the flute danced brilliantly through the air, twirling and twisting, gracefully singing a Naboo folk song. A glimmering pearl revolved in midnight blue. The full moon shone brilliantly above the city.

     The Naboo were known for their impeccable style, and tonight proved to Obi-Wan that it was no lie. Ladies dressed up to the nines walked the streets, draped in rich satin and decadent velvet. They adorned their hair in jade clips and ruby Millaflowers, its subtle fragrance following their laughter that echoed off tan walls.

     The night was dazzling, yet Obi-Wan found himself drawn to the little things that hid behind the elaborate. He spied a dusty alleyway filled with old trinkets and skulking Loth cats, out on a prowl for dinner; a woman on a third-storey balcony was clipping wet clothes onto a clothing line, muttering something under her breath while sporadically casting disapproving glances into her apartment. Obi-Wan thought he saw a story there. 

     Walking further down the road, it began to take on a gentle gradient, and the crowds became thinner. Few lights lined the ascending path, and it could well be considered unilluminated compared to Theed’s main street. However, the darkness was not a deterrent, in fact, it may have been favored, as couples sat on dainty benches along the lane, exchanging whispers and shy blushes in the comfort of privacy gifted by the night.

     Obi-Wan stood at the start of the trail, looking up to scan the small hill. Naboo’s climate was well suited to vegetation, and he imagined its grass covering to be a lush, verdant green under daylight. If he had time tomorrow, maybe he would come out here again and appreciate the knoll in its morning glory. It was an interesting sight to see in Theed, which was built mostly on flat terrain.  

     Obi-Wan’s glance reached the top of the hill. There, a single tree stood, the king of the mountain. Its leaves rustled in the wind, and its firm branches curled upwards into a crown.

     Out of a sudden, he stopped his perusal, his vision zeroing in on an inclined figure beneath the tree. Opening up his senses, he felt a familiar signature hovering in the force. It was faint, but he recognized it immediately. After all, it wasn’t one he could easily forget. 

     Under the faint light of a lone lantern, Obi-Wan saw a wisp of blonde hair. He blinked a few times and took a second look to check that his eyes were not deceiving him. They weren’t, it was the undeniable outline of the person he held dear.

     There, far away from the crowds and the action, standing on a dimly lit hilltop, was Siri Tachi.

     Council members were, reasonably, not privy to every ongoing operation in the Order. Obi-Wan had not expected to find Siri in Theed during the Festival of Lights. His face fell when he realized that the last time they spoke was through a brief comcall a week before he transformed himself into Rako Hardeen. Obi-Wan’s faked death had spread like wildfire, especially among the more objectionable circles that pestered the galaxy. His heart clenched at the thought of the news reaching Siri, who likely would have been in character on a mission. That wasn’t how he’d hoped the person he cared deeply about to find out about his demise, and it pained him that he had probably put her through more emotional turmoil in already precarious circumstances.

     Obi-Wan stayed planted to the spot, unsure of what to do next. He wondered if going to her and opening up with a simple ‘Hello there’ would be appropriate, though an apology would probably be better suited. People thought dead turning up alive again were generally not met with warm hugs or pure elation. Shock, confusion, then a rightfully deserved angry tirade would likely be his fate if he did approach her, Anakin had served him the same dish prior. 

     Siri’s presence was calming to Obi-Wan, its familiarity was grounding, and carrying the weight of his deception on his shoulders, Obi-Wan needed the solace. As much as he wanted to stay in her presence a little longer, even without her knowing, Obi-Wan knew that walking away would make a wiser choice. He wanted nothing more than to see his friend again, to show her that he was alright, but that would be selfish of him. This wasn’t the right time or place to deal with the elephant in the room that was his status of being. This setting wasn’t conducive to delivering a tasteful exposé, the kind of reveal that Siri deserved.

     He took in Siri’s form one more time, her frame illuminated by a soft, golden glow of a lantern. To him, her stance aired strength and focus, two qualities that always left Obi-Wan enamored.

     Just as he was ready to leave, the figure on top of the hill turned to his direction. He remained where he was, unable to move away, transfixed by a silhouette’s stare. 

     They couldn’t see each other’s faces, but they were sure their eyes met.

Out of the blue, in dim light and haze, Lost lovers stood, entranced in their gaze. They found each other, to have not to hold, In the faint shadows of the lantern glow.

«青玉案·元夕» 辛棄疾 東風夜放花千樹。更吹落、星如雨。寶馬雕車香滿路。鳳簫聲動，玉壺光轉，一夜魚龍舞。 蛾兒雪柳黃金縷。笑語盈盈暗香去。眾裏尋他千百度。驀然回首，那人卻在，燈火闌珊處。 “Green Jade Festival - Lantern Festival”  Xin Qiji At night, an East wind brushes past. Lanterns hang like flowers on trees, sparkling and vivid. Lantern light casts down on the streets like a shower of stars. Lavish carriages and handsome steeds roll across the roads. Splendid music spreads through the air, The moon revolves slowly in the sky. The dragon dance unfolds all through the night. In fine silk, with jade clips and ornaments, Ladies leave a trail of giggles and perfume. A thousand times, I searched for her in the crowds. When all of a sudden, I turned around, And saw her there in the dim lantern light.

[satinekryzeweek]

I'm not familiar with all of the different Satine Kryze ships out there, could you provide a few examples? I want to rotate them in my brain while I prepare for the event

Hi Tiptaptiptap,

Thank you for the question! While this event is not focused on romantic/sexual relationships, submissions featuring ships are more than welcome! We're hoping to keep Satine the center of the event, as she's often reduced to a stereotypical love interest meant to further the plot of beloved fandom men. Our goal is to showcase how multifaceted and complex her character can be 💙 That being said- here is a fun list of characters people like to ship her with!

Most Common Ships:

Satine Kryze x Asajj Ventress

Satine Kryze x Arla Fett

Satine Kryze x Breha Organa

Satine Kryze x Darth Maul

Satine Kryze x Mon Mothma

Satine Kryze x Padmé Amidala

Satine Kryze x Obi-Wan Kenobi

Satine Kryze x Siri Tachi

Satine Kryze x Ursa Wren

Threesomes / Foursomes:

Satine Kryze x Asajj Ventress x Latts Razzi

Satine Kryze x Breha Organa x Bail Organa

Satine Kryze x Darth Maul x Obi-Wan Kenobi

Satine Kryze x Obi-Wan Kenobi x Commander Cody

Satine Kryze x Padmé Amidala x Breha Organa x Mon Mothma

Satine Kryze x Padmé Amidala x Sabé (+/- other handmaidens)

More details on the event will follow soon, so stick around for more Satine goodness (or check out our Rules and About) 🌸 We'll also be reblogging older fandom works using the tag #pre event showcase leading up to the week!

[mayxthexforce]

do you ship anything heterosexual at all or are all of your ships about some fetish of male ships, many that aren't even gay?

Tell me you don't follow my blog without telling me... also I'm grabbing the word "fetish" and putting it on a high shelf until you actually learn what it means because if you think people of the same gender being in committed relationships is a fetish, you should maybe go outside and have a human interaction for once.

As for my "heterosexual" ships. I have bisexual muses in F/M ships, such as:

Kilindi x Maul, Drakka x Maul, Sabé x Anakin, Leia x Han, Leia x Boba, Melee x Anakin, Tahiri x Jacen, Voe x Ben/Voe x Kylo, Tahiri x Anakin Solo, Luke x Mara Jade, Rook x Maul, Trace x Rex, Merrin x Bode, Cal x Merrin, Sabé x Obi-Wan, Obi-Wan x Siri Tachi, Obi-Wan x Cerasi, Merrin x Boba, Galen x Juno, Dark Apprentice x Juno, Sabé x Fox, Sabé x Rex, Luke x Tula Markona, Nuru x Ahsoka, Feral x Ahsoka.

Those are only the ones I can come up with off the top of my head that I've tagged on this blog more than once. I'd tell you to follow me for more good stuff but you're clearly tasteless, otherwise you'd know all of my ships by heart. Here! Remember to touch some grass on your way out!

[depressinggreenie]

Star Wars Pairing Tags

Here are the tags for searching and blocking purposes.

Disclaimer: I may have missed some. Not all of the pairings tagged I am interested in or support but have mentioned or touched on at least once.

*For Top/Bottom / Sub/Dom / Omegaverse specific character dynamics: I tag them "#X Character Name"

ROMANTIC/SEXUAL  ★ Bail Organa/Breha Organa/Obi-Wan Kenobi - #BailBrehaObi  ★ Bail Organa/Obi-Wan Kenobi - #BailObi  ★ Captain Rex/Commander Cody - #Codex  ★ Commander Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi - #CodyWan  ★ Haja Estree/Obi-Wan Kenobi - #Hajawan  ★ Kit Fisto/Mace Windu - #Kit Fisto x Mace Windo  ★ Kit Fisto/Obi-Wan Kenobi - #KitObi  ★ Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker - #Anidala  ★ Padmé Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi - #Obidala  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker - #Obikin  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/Asajj Ventress - #Ventrobi  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/Darth Maul - #Maulobi  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/Everyone - #Obi-Wan x Everyone  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/Hondo Ohnaka - #Hondo x Obi-Wan  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/Mace Windu - #MaceObi  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/Obi-Wan Kenobi - #Obicest  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/Other - #Obi-Wan x Other  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze - #Obitine  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/Siri Tachi - #ObiTachi  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/The Son - #Soniwan  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi/Quinlan Vos - #ObiQuin  ★ Satine Kryze/Hondo Ohnaka - #Hontine  ★ Steela Gerrera/Ahsoka Tano - #Ahsoka x Steela  ★ Qui-Gon Jinn/Tahl - #JinnTahl  ★ Xanatos Du Crion/Mace WIndu - #MaceXan  ★ 212th Attack Battalion/Obi-Wan Kenobi - #212th x Obi-Wan

PLATONIC  ★ Bail Organa & Breha Organa & Obi-Wan Kenobi - #Obi & Organas  ★ Bant Eerin & Obi-Wan Kenobi & Garen Muln & Reeft & Siri Tachi & Luminara Unduli & Quinlan Vos - #Obi & Siblings  ★ Commander Cody & Obi-Wan Kenobi - #Cody & Obi  ★ Dooku & Obi-Wan Kenobi - #Obi & Grandpa Dooku  ★ Haja Estree & Obi-Wan Kenobi - #Haja & Obi  ★ Kit Fisto & Obi-Wan Kenobi - #Kit & Obi  ★ Padmé Amidala & Obi-Wan Kenobi - #Obi & Padmé  ★ Mace Windu & Jedi - #Mace & Jedi  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker & Ahsoka Tano - #Disaster Trio  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi & Ahsoka Tano - #Obi & Ahsoka  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker - #Obi & Ani  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi & Hondo Ohnaka - #Obi & Hondo  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi & Jedi Council - #Obi & Jedi  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi & Jedi Council - #Obi & Council  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi & Mace Windu - #Mace & Obi  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi & Plo Koon - #Obi & Plo  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi & Siri Tachi - #Obi & Siri  ★ Obi-Wan Kenobi & Quinlan Vos - #Quin & Obi  ★ Qui-Gon Jinn & Obi-Wan Kenobi - #Jinn & Obi  ★ Yoda's Disaster Lineage - #Disaster Lineage  ★ 212th Attack Battalion Members & Obi-Wan Kenobi - #Obi & 212th

[kittystargen3]

Story Summary: A time traveling Grandmaster, to the Prequel Era, trying to fix the mistakes the Jedi made, and get rid of a certain Sith too. Only Time Travel is not that easy, as Yoda will soon learn.

Today I published a new chapter to my fanfic, Time Travel: To the past Yoda Goes. Below is a small selection. Please click one of my links above to read more.

Chapter 67- A Hiccup

Anakin turned around to look, and stretched his Force-senses as far as he could.  Then he sighed in disappointment.    Yoda had gone off to get the artifact alone.  All because he alone, apparently, knew the passcodes to the doors and the secret boobytraps in the Vaults to get it out.  Or that was what he told them, anyways.  

Dooku had been reluctant to let him go alone, but was now leading the youngsters in Meditation.  Even a few of Jango’s ade were sitting around, pretending to follow along.  

Poison Spitter and Jango marched in circles around them, each keeping an eye out for anything unexpected.  Poison stopped in his circles and went to check on Siri.  She was sitting, trying to help Dooku’s lesson, but she was feeling uncomfortable for some reason.  

Jango stopped too, and came around to see what was going on.  

“Kaysh cuyir yaihadla bal te ik’aad aalar bic’be buir’be dar’jarkiv” Anakin could not understand any of what they were saying.  

“Shi kih haryc.” Siri answered them.  “Ni ven’udes sa vi slanar.”  It felt like she was trying to reassure them. 

Anakin turned away from their conversation and tried to reach out to Yoda again.  It would’ve been easier if he had a bond with the Grandmaster, but he didn’t.  He hadn’t even thought about forming one until just now.  

“Okay everyone, we are going to reach with our minds to the light.” Dooku instructed them.  “Anakin, are you reaching?”

No, Anakin’s mind supplied, but he didn’t say this outloud.  He silently rolled his eyes and started to do the meditation exercises Dooku was leading them through.  Maybe, they would help him expand his senses, like earlier meditations with Master Mace had done.  It was worth a try, anyway.  ...

[katarok]

My answers because I have time to kill. Here are the summaries based on what I think would happen.

1. We would get the OG plan for Star Wars, originally Lucas wanted to tell a more gritty story with Anakin having been the general princess Leia was seeking on Tatooine, where he would be raising his family far from the Empire. Instead Anakin was declared dead (then Vader) and his role was given to a new character Ben.

2. That is a whole fan fiction on itself. But It reminds me a bit of the old Legends romance of Obi Wan and Siri Tachi, if she was evil like Palps apprentice we could get a Mara Jade x Luke Skywalker similar story.

3. Obi Wan would follow Dooku, and together they would fail to destroy Sidious and possibly die. Anakin wouldn't lost his limb and got burned on Mustafar and would reign as Emperor Vader.

4. Prison time or execution for war crimes, or Luke would convince the new republic to keep him under his protection to act as some short of guardian for the new Jedi order.

5. Too little too late, who would listen to him, order 66 happens in mere weeks. There isn't enough time. But Maul on early rebellion perhaps with Saw's partisans doing good old terrorism. That would be fun, what fun. (Until he got killed by Vader)

6. I don't think the story would have changed much. Perhaps Luke would join a bit earlier and perhaps Leia and Luke would have known they are siblings from the get go. No kissing Hoth scene.

7. We would get Star Wars. Originally the Emperor was meant to be nothing more than a figurehead. And warlords like Tarkin where the ones who truly had the power in the Empire. It wasn't until the Empire Strikes Back where it was decided that the Emperor would be a strong dark sider.

8. Damn that actually changes a lot, Anakin is made Jedi Master, why because he trained a padawan to the rank of Knight. So he passes one of the biggest hurdles to be a master. With Anakin as a Master and access to the Forbidden Force Healing section of the library to save Padme I don't think he can fall so easily, so we get answer 1.

9. Lego Star Wars, rebuild the Galaxy?

10. That happens in the legends series Dark Empire, he becomes Darth Luuke. Fun Fact it is thanks to Dark Empire that we have the Darth title for Sith Lords, originally it was just the first name of Darth Vader.

11. Nothing would change except Ahsoka sticking on with the Rebels crew for a few more adventures. And we wouldn't get one of the best fights in all of star wars

12. It was too late for them to change anything. Order 66 was hours away. Maybe she could nudge Maul to join her in the Rebellion.

13 - 14. Not much would change for the crew or the plot. Kallus and Grand Inquisitor aren't huge players to make the impact last.

15. Man that would help the Rebellion a ton. A strategist on Thrawn's calibur would be a massive pain for the Empire but until Luke destroys the Death Star causing the Rebel Alliance to unite then he wouldn't be able to use his strategic brilliance to the fullest.

16. I assume you meant the Republic. Answer 1.

17. I think that happened for a while, but eventually Ezra and Thrawn had to part ways because being a ruthless fascist isn't something you can work aside to live with another.

18. He would be either an Inquisitor or Maul's apprentice. If they ever make a what if, I want to watch him and Maul take over the Galaxy.

19. Then I guess Palpatine loses, happy ending? Anakin after the war is over, leaves the Jedi Order to raise his children with Padme on Naboo happily ever after.

20. :) :) :) oh this happens. In Legends at least. I won't spoil things, go read the

Yuuzhan Vong War

I'm not the only one who thinks we need a Star Wars What If Show, right? And specifically these What If..?

What If... Anakin Skywalker didn't fall to the Dark Side?

What If... Padme Amidala was force sensitive?

What If.... Obi-Wan Kenobi became a Sith after Qui-Gon's death?

What If... Darth Vader lived at the end of Return Of The Jedi?

What If... Darth Maul left the Dark Side after Palpatine's betrayal?

What If... Padme Amidala lived in Revenge Of The Sith and raised Luke and/or Leia?

What If... Sheev Palpatine wasn't Darth Sidious?

What If... Ahsoka Tano didn't leave the Jedi Order?

What If... the roles were reversed? (every bad character is good and viceversa)

What If... Luke Skywalker fell to the Dark Side?

What If... Darth Vader didn't fight Ahsoka in Twilight of the Apprentice?

What If... Ahsoka Tano and Darth Maul became allies in Clone Wars?

What If... Alexsandr Kallus redeemed sooner?

What If... Kanan Jarrus saved Grand Inquisitor in Fire Across the Galaxy and he reluctantly became part of the Ghost Crew -just to stay alive- until he truly became a rebel?

What If... Thrawn became a rebel instead of an imperial?

What If... the Empire fell, but Anakin Skywalker didn't, and he had to raise Luke?

What If... Thrawn and Ezra had to put their differences aside to survive after Family Reunion – and Farewell?

What If... Ezra Bridger became a Sith?

What If... the Order 66 didn't happen?

What If... the Empire and the Rebellion had to work together to stop a threat, far more dangerous than the Empire ever was?

[knightofthenewrepublic]

Obi-wan: Siri reminds me of the sea.

Garen: Because she is beautiful and mysterious?

Obi-wan: No, because she scares people and she's full of salt!

[sirikenobi12]

"Bane did not want his legacy to be his lineage,” Zannah corrected. “Bane chose those he felt would be strong enough in the Force to continue his own life.”

“He thought he could cheat death using essence transfer?” He asked.

“No, he thought he could conquer death.” She coldly replied.

(Or - the past always has a way of coming back to haunt you)