#SWCW AU

[asexual-cat-furry]

ATTENTION, everyone writing a modern-day Star Wars (specifically Clone Wars-era) AU: even if Coruscant doesn't exist, "coruscant" is a real word and therefore the Coruscant Guard doesn't need to be renamed

[cruisercrusher]

Y'all will not BELIEVE the fucking building i am back in

[giggles-and-freckles]

hi abi!! partners in crime au with swcw characters of your choice please <3

from this prompt list

“I can’t believe you used to live here.”

Obi-Wan sighs. “That was a long time ago.”

“Still,” Padmé says. She looks up at the towering ceilings in wonder. “The Jedi Temple. It’s gotta —”

“Did you miss the part where we are breaking-and-entering?” Obi-Wan whispers. “A situation like that generally calls for some level of silence.”

“No one in this wing of the building is even awake.”

“There are many nocturnal Jedi, Padmé.”

They continue quietly down the long corridor. It appears Padmé is right. They don’t pass a single sentient being — which makes Obi-Wan have a bad feeling. It shouldn’t be this easy.

“Do you remember the combination?” Padmé asks, once they've stopped in front of the door.

“I don’t need the combination.”

“Oh, right.” She grins. “The Force.”

Obi-Wan rolls his eyes, but lifts his hand nonetheless. It’s more difficult to do these menial sorts of tasks than it used to be, but he’s more than capable of picking a combination lock. He watches in satisfaction as the dials turn and click into place.

“Show-off,” Padmé laughs, bumping Obi-Wan’s shoulder as she hurries into the room.

The furniture is in the same place it always was. A couch against the window, a chair in the corner. The small dining table nestled between the countertops. 

But it looks as if a gundark has moved into the place.

“Stars,” he whispers in horror, looking around the disaster zone. There are grease spills across the floor, droid parts littering the furniture, and —

“No way.” Padmé squints her eyes to better see in the dark room. “Obi-Wan. Is that…”

“That’s a piece of pizza stuck to the wall.”

She begins to cackle in delight and turns toward Obi-Wan. “How’s your blood pressure? Are you alright? Do you need to lie down? It must be difficult to see your old home absolutely trashed.”

“Stay quiet,” he says with a scowl. “Let’s find it and get out of here. Before we develop a respiratory infection.”

He hasn’t been completely honest with Padmé. For the past several weeks, he’s warred with himself on whether or not to tell her the truth about this trip to the Jedi Temple. To fetch his old lightsaber, he told her. Realistically, he knows it’s not here. They’d taken it from him long ago and there was no chance of them stashing it in his old quarters. He isn’t sure what the Council does do with the lightsabers of Jedi who walk away from the Order, but it isn’t this.

At the same time, Padmé’s too smart to have believed him in the first place, so she must have an idea of what’s really going on here.

“Check the bedroom,” Obi-Wan says. Then, as an afterthought, “Stun only.”

Padmé snorts. “Yeah, yeah.” She disappears into the bedroom. 

It’s been more than ten years since he’s been in this room. Everything was different then. He was so young, naive…Qui-Gon was alive.

He doesn’t have time for sentimentality. Not right now. He moves to the cabinet under the sink and slides his hand along the inside wall, looking for the latch. When he and Qui-Gon lived here, there were cleaning supplies kept in this cabinet. Now, it’s empty.

Which shouldn’t come as a surprise, given the state of the rest of the quarters.

He finds the latch and lifts it, pulling the inside wall out to reveal the compartment Obi-Wan was looking for.

The door beeps twice.

Obi-Wan jumps up from the floor.

“Padmé!” he hisses. But it’s no use. The door to the bedroom is too thick, and if he yells louder, he’ll be heard.

There’s one more beep and then —

“Uh…” The man frowns in confusion. He’s holding a plate of — stars — pizza. “Did I go to the wrong room? Because —”

The bedroom door opens and Padmé emerges. “Obi-Wan?” The click of a blaster.

“No!” he shouts.

The man’s plate falls to the floor as a blue lightsaber quickly takes its place in his hands.

“No, stop!” Obi-Wan yells, throwing his hands up. “Put the weapons away! Both of you!”

“This is my room. You’re —”

“Obi-Wan, look at him, we could take this guy.”

Of all things, this draws a scoff from the tall man. “You could not —”

“We absolutely could! You —”

“Hey!” Obi-Wan cries, then looks toward Padmé. “Set down the blaster.”

“No way. He’ll kill us!”

“He’s a keeper of the peace,” Obi-Wan says, fixing the Jedi with a look that serves as both an olive branch and a reminder. “We’re in his home. If you put down the blaster…”

“Fine,” Padmé grumbles, lowering her weapon.

“Can we be rational?” Obi-Wan asks, emphatically. At this point, he’s willing to accept a response from either of the other individuals in question. He should have better prepared Padmé on how to interact with those who wield lightsabers. They don’t often come in contact with Jedi when running jobs. Because their business is unrelated, and because Obi-Wan does his research.

He has no desire to interact with another Jedi in his life.

“How did you get in here?” the Jedi demands, his lightsaber still beaming. It illuminates the room.

“Complicated question,” Obi-Wan counters.

“He picked the lock, dumbass,” Padmé contributes from behind him. “I thought Jedi were supposed to be smart.”

The lightsaber hums in intensity as the Jedi grips harder at its hilt.

Obi-Wan closes his eyes, wondering what he did to deserve this.

“We mean you no harm,” Obi-Wan assures him.

“Speak for yourself. I haven’t made up my mind one way or another.”

“Please, Pad—”

The Jedi steps forward. “If I don’t start getting some answers, I’m gonna stop being so agreeable.”

“This is you being agreeable?” Padmé questions. “No wonder you bailed on them, Obi-Wan.”

Obi-Wan shuts his eyes, hoping if he can’t see the conversation taking place, maybe it will disappear.

“Bailed on…” the Jedi pauses. “No way.”

Obi-Wan takes a breath. “Just —”

“Obi-Wan. She keeps calling you Obi-Wan. You’re…no way.” The room is cast back into darkness as he extinguishes the lightsaber. “You don’t remember me.”

“What?” 

He moves across the room and flips on a light. It stings, to be so abruptly greeted with the insulting fluorescents he’d forgotten about. Qui-Gon had always kept lamps in here to avoid ever using the main light.

Obi-Wan isn’t sure he’s ever seen this room so bright.

The Jedi stands before him, boldly, and Obi-Wan realises this is no man at all. It’s a boy. He’s tall, to be certain, but still possesses all the gangliness of youth. His eyes, bright blue, are beyond familiar, but Obi-Wan can’t place them. 

“I’m Anakin Skywalker.”

Padmé’s blaster clatters to the floor.

“You’re…” Obi-Wan stammers.

Padmé regains her bearings before Obi-Wan. She moves out from behind Obi-Wan and stops with her boots practically touching Anakin’s. She pulls back the hood of her cloak and looks up at him. “Ani? My goodness, you’ve grown.”

Anakin doesn’t seem to know what to do with this, but Obi-Wan doesn’t miss the way his cheeks pinken at her words. 

“Padmé,” Anakin says in awe, his eyes moving over her. “I can’t believe it’s you. You…” He frowns. “You were a queen. How did you —”

“Not anymore,” she says quickly and steps back.

“But you were so good at it! I —”

“People change. So do galaxies.”

Anakin turns toward Obi-Wan. “And you. You left the Order. As soon as we got back from Naboo. I —”

“Yes.” It’s not a memory he cares to relive.

“Why?”

“It’s not important anymore.”

“Not important,” Anakin echoes cooly. Something shifts and Obi-Wan can tell the intrigue of this reunion has worn off for Anakin. “Huh. Thanks for giving me a heads up on that, by the way.”

Obi-Wan sighs. “It wasn’t —”

“No, no,” Anakin says, shrugging his shoulders in false nonchalance. “It was great fun, really. You know. Leaving behind everything I’ve ever known only for my first master to be murdered and my second one to completely abandon me.”

“I’m sorry. Truly. I didn’t mean for you to be hurt in the process.”

“Hurt?” Anakin questions. “I didn’t have a chance to know you enough to be hurt by you. Just betrayed. But I got over it.”

“Clearly,” Padmé mutters.

He rounds on her. “I don’t know how you fell from grace, but it must have been a pretty steep tumble if this is what your life has turned into. Breaking into the Jedi Temple? What are you even trying to do? Kill me?”

“Of course not,” Obi-Wan says quickly.

“Rob me?” Anakin asks in surprise. “You must have forgotten how being a Jedi works, old man. There’s nothing here worth having.”

“Who trained you?” Obi-Wan finds himself asking. He can’t get away from the what-ifs.

“Why do you care?”

“I’m only curious. After all —”

“After all, it could have been you, if you weren’t too much of a coward to try.”

“My leaving had nothing to do with you, Anakin.”

“Master Skywalker,” he corrects. There’s vitriol in his words, but there’s also pride. “Because I did it. Without you.”

“Congratulations,” Obi-Wan says, and he finds that he means it.

Anakin scoffs and folds his arms across his chest. “You didn’t answer me. Why are you here?”

Obi-Wan shifts his glance toward Padmé and begins to speak carefully. “I was coming to retrieve something.”

[friendlyfaded]

i posted a thing

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40804035

this is another installment of the swcw series. it’s kind of short, but it be like that sometimes. lasko meets marie and sweetheart proves once again that they deserve their nickname. let me know what you think!

[creme183]

Sleeping Echo from College AU.

He deserves a nap with Lula, okay!?

[empress-kenobi]

I want more Xanatos and Obi-Wan fics where they have the weirdest sibling relationship. And Qui-Gon has nothing to do with it except for how they met.

Keep the whole Xanatos kidnapping Obi to lure Jinn to his death, but it doesn't work so Obi is left in the mines for months. And during those months Xanatos left to track down Jinn and when he comes back Obi had killed the guards and freed the other slaves. And Xanatos’ only option is to take care of the kids who don't have family.

This takes up most of his time and turns him back to the light side but he's more of a gray Jedi.

While Obi has come to the conclusion that the Jedi didn't want him, but he still wanted to learn about the force and help people. So there's just this 13/14-year-old going around the galaxy visiting old temples (Jedi and sith) just to teach himself. Then he's getting bored of teaching just himself so he starts recruiting force sensitives that have no affiliation.

And Xanatos hates how he starts the recruiting which is; Hi I'm Obi-Wan want to join my cult?

Then he talks about how the Jedi are a cult, how society in general is a cult, so everyone just picks the cult they like the best, somehow it works 99.99% of the time.

[inafieldofstarflowers]

Yeah, Fives died not knowing Echo was alive, and Echo had to live without Fives, but let’s not forget that REX had to live with that also, & probably be the one to tell Echo about Fives’ death (from a FIRST HAND account, no less), & then find out that Fives was RIGHT just in time to have to let a ship full of brothers die and bury them

I’m not okay.

[darthsuki]

I’ve been plagued for the last two days by a Clone Wars fic idea that is simultaneously wholesome and irredeemably filthy, and essentially it boils down to the summary of ‘clone squads are sometimes assigned an Emotional Support Partner who is equal parts counselor, mediator and spouse in order to keep morale and loyalty as high as possible—somebody gets a job and at least several fairly loyal not-on-paper-but-you-know husbands while the clone squads are less inclined to do things that, you know, make accidental babies happen.’

Could this be an excuse to develop my old Umbra squad? PERHAPS

[dontgetsnippy]

In light of me being sporadic with updates with this fic, I will now be posting updates on my longass Star Wars Alternate Canon fic, Secrets of the Sith, on this blog. I’ll be posting under the tag #Secrets of the Sith AU regarding progress on the fic and when a new chapter might be up. Feel free to send me asks or chat with me about this, it’s always fun to talk about!

At this moment, Chapter 16 should be up (at about 100k+ words). Not sure when the next chapter will be, but it is mostly already written, just not edited and not in a state I’m happy with yet. Chapter 17 will be the end of Act II and after that it’s the exciting Act III.

For those who haven’t seen this fic yet, it’s an alternate canon to Revenge of the Sith, centering around Ahsoka and Anakin, but a ton of helping of Rex and Obi-wan as well. Written by me and edited by my cousin, SupremelySalt (thanks bro). 

Big thanks to everyone who has stuck around for the story so far and thanks for the patience between updates!

[codywan-ao3-library]

Love heals all wounds (so they say)

By: K_R_Closson

Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Legends: Jedi Apprentice Series - Jude Watson & Dave Wolverton, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types

Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Rated: Teen And Up Audiences

Other Tags:

Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence

Fix-It

Obi-Wan is a healer and this changes his path

Planet Melida | Daan (Star Wars)

Planet Mandalore (Star Wars)

Battle of Naboo (Star Wars)

Planet Tatooine (Star Wars)

Qui-Gon Jinn Lives

Obi-Wan and Anakin have a healthier relationship than in canon

Obi-Wan does not take Anakin as his padawan

Medic Obi-Wan

References to Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008)

Canon-Typical Violence

Order 66 Didn't Happen (Star Wars)

Word Count: 36712 words

Language: English

Chapters: 13/13

Completion Status: Complete

Summary:

Vokara speaks before he can. “I didn’t come here for your permission. I don’t need it. I am a Master Healer, and it is my right to take an apprentice.”

“And you want Obi-Wan Kenobi?” Mace Windu asks.

“Yes,” Vokara answers.

Or, Obi-Wan is wanted, becomes a healer, and this changes everything.

Link to fic: AO3

[mr-gallows]

Self-indulgent comic of my fanfic? On my blog?  It’s more likely than you think.

The Errant Knight

[clonewarswritings]

I have to admit the most fun part of the Squadron Spouse AU is not the potential for crazy worldbuilding or spicy shenanigans, it's not just because I'm stubborn about taking crack-fic ideas and making them work.

It's because I have never seen a force quite as stubborn, willful, and completely ready to kill a man as a military dependant, especially a spouse.

I am not joking for a single moment when I say that taking the equivalent of military spouses and putting them in the clone wars setting will single-handedly decimate Order 66 and make Palpatine personally strangle whatever senate member was the first one to offer the companion program as a legitimate policy.

[cruisercrusher]

So uh. Hahaha 🤡 here you go!

[findafight]

Last Chapter of A Song They Sing (Of Their Home) Is up!

Pairing: codywan

Chapter Summary: Much needed Discussions are had, agreements are made. Many hugs given.

Fic summary:

After weeks of travelling from spaceport to spaceport and listening to the natborns whinge about the sand in their armour or the rough clothes they use to be less conspicuous, CC-2224 finally spots an almost-familiar figure draped in brown robes. It is surprisingly unsubtle for someone meant to be in hiding. He does not see the face of the hermit wandering away from Mos Espa, but there is a pull in his chest and a screaming in his mind that tells him he has found Kenobi.

--- Post order 66 au where Cody is ordered to finish what he started, and along the way remembers himself.

[friendlyfaded]

HELLO 😘 just wondered if you knew if there is a ship name for Milo/lasko/sweetheart? As I swear I heard a really cute one, but it has escaped me ;u;

wait, really? there is? if anyone knows what it is, please let me know! that ship is my pride and joy so i’d love to know what y’all call it!

[creme183]

Chapter Summary:

In which Tech receives an intervention.

Story Summary:

In which the Bad Batch goes to College in Washington DC and are trying their hardest to figure it all out.

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With Tech triple majoring, Wrecker on two athletic scholarships, Echo stretching his new legs without his twin for company, Crosshair getting into trouble, Hunter trying to father rather than be a brother to Omega, who never seems to be bothered by anything that goes wrong, it was anyones guess how they kept it all together.

TL;DR: The Slice of Life Chronicles of The Bad Batch in a modern AU/College AU

Rating: 

Mature

Archive Warnings:

Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

No Archive Warnings Apply

Fandoms:

Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon)

Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types

Relationships:

Crosshair & Hunter & Tech & Wrecker (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

Crosshair & CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo & Hunter & Omega & Tech & Wrecker (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

No Romantic Relationship(s)

Characters:

Tech (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

Hunter (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

Wrecker (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

Crosshair (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo

Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives

CT-7567 | Rex

Cid (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

Ahsoka Tano

Barriss Offee

Luminara Unduli

Chelli Lona Aphra

Original Female Character(s)

Jango Fett

Boba Fett

Additional Tags:

Original characters are minor

Alternate Universe - College/University

Crack Treated Seriously

Crack and Angst

Fluff and Crack

so many feelings

based on my experiences as a art student as well as a law student

Hurt/Comfort

The brothers love each other so much

Alternate Universe - Modern Setting

Implied Sexual Content

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD

mentions of past trauma

Family Feels

Family Dynamics

Other Additional Tags to Be Added