#Sifo-dyas

[emily-escott]

Recently knighted 👨‍🎓

[charmwasjess]

Still thinking about Galidraan, about the Legends vs Canon treatment of Dooku’s character, namely his exit from the Jedi. 

It’s funny how much it matters to me and improves Dooku’s story that he didn’t leave the Jedi out of growing disillusionment with the Order itself. In the current canon, it’s all framed around a very Padme-esque disenchantment with current political makeup of the Republic, the Jedi being used by the Senate and political machines inappropriately, and how planets with little wealth or influence are left out. In the penultimate moment of crisis, he leaves for Serenno, not because he can’t be a Jedi any longer. Because of a conviction that he could truly make something better. 

And I don’t mean to suggest that he never expresses any criticism of the Jedi or particularly, the Council. He seems to have founded that characteristic trait within the Disaster Lineage. (Ironically, the person in Dooku’s story who should have the most legitimate reason to have a personal problem with the Jedi Order is fucking Sifo-Dyas, who never seems to have considered leaving and literally dies telling the camera he did it all to save the Jedi, but that’s a different post.) But that isn't what compels Dooku to leave. In fact, he remains close with the Order for years afterward.

Why it matters to me is because that detail makes Dooku ultimately betraying the Order SO MUCH MORE FUCKED. 

Because they weren’t an old score he was settling. It wasn't seething resentment that boiled out into revenge years later. They were innocent collateral damage of his decisions. His family. His lineage. His legacy. It makes his treachery so much more personal. He had a wager, power for a horrible cost, and he took the power and paid the horrible cost. Sidious really gets him with:

If Dooku hated them and had always thought they deserved to be destroyed, it wouldn’t have been a true Sith bargain, the trade off wouldn’t have tallied. In the same way that Vader could not have existed if Anakin hadn’t loved Padme and yet still killed her.

If Dooku was just a horrible, conceited, power-hungry ass who expectedly traded the kinda shitty people in his life for a shot at more power, it wouldn’t be a very good story. If he really didn’t give a shit, why would Sidious make that his initiation? But if he does - does care deeply about Sifo-Dyas, does love Qui-Gon like a son, is touched by Yaddle’s kindness and sympathy, begins to see Asajj as a true apprentice, consistently tries to save Obi-Wan out of affection, still considers the Jedi his true family - and yet still dooms them all, how much more tragic and horrible and sickening and real and interesting is his story?

[smhalltheurlsaretaken]

by the way, having dooku's tipping point be killing yaddle in TOTJ is kind of dishonest. since he killed sifo-dyas when valorum was still chancellor, yaddle is confronting a fully fledged sith lord (because he's already received his 'darth' title) who has already killed his best friend in service of the dark side. not much tipping over left to do. i'd much rather have seen that part of dooku's story animated rather than pastalony bringing in a council member just so he could make her an ex council member out of nowhere.

[weirdcatperson1]

Yan Dooku, Jocasta Nu, and Sifo-Dyas fall asleep studying one evening and wake up with six and a half decades of possible future memories. Follow this trio as they attempt to hold the galaxy together while grappling with mistakes they will never make, and betrayals that will never happen.

[cross-d-a]

Fandom: Star Wars, Prequel Trilogy, Jedi Apprentice Series, The Wrath of Darth Maul, Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars Legends: Tales of the Jedi

Chapter: 29/?

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi & Xanatos, Qui-Gon JInn & Feemor, Feemor & Bruck Chun, Xanatos & Qui-Gon Jinn

Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Xanatos, Qui-Gon Jinn, Feemor, Bruck Chun, Bant Eerin, Tahl, Quinlan Vos, Ahsoka Tano, Orykan Tamarik, Cay Qel-Droma

Additional Tags:  Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Liberal Use of the Force, It Gets Worse Before it Gets Better, Found Family, Secret Identity, Yoda’s Disaster Lineage, Redemption, Psychological Trauma, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, PTSD, Panic Attacks, Slavery, Minor Character Death, Graphic Death, Graphic Injury, Body Horror, Force Ghosts, Minor OCs, BAMF Obi-Wan Kenobi, Everyone Needs a Hug, Everyone Gets a Hug, Xanatos is a little shit but we love him, Protective Feemor, Bruck Chun gets some character development :)

Summary:

“Young Bant Eerin is having…difficulties.”

Feemor frowns. “Master, we have no way of knowing what she is truly seeing. It could be past, present or future— and we do not even know if the future she sees will come to pass.”

Even so, Bant’s visions are troubling, full of shadow and violence. At the centre of it all is one person. Sometimes man. Sometimes boy. Sometimes something else entirely. But it is always Kenobi, there is no denying that. His essence is the same, no matter how it twists and warps and crumbles.

“If we could only find him—” Qui-Gon interrupts himself, gaze far-off. “In another life, maybe, he could have been my- my padawan, but now…”

Feemor worries for his former Master. And for this strange youngling he’s never even met, and likely never will.

-

In which Obi-Wan acts in the only way he knows how after a lifetime of regret and self-sacrifice.

But the thing with that is this: Obi-Wan has thought himself to be alone for far, far too long. And he is not the only player on the field.

[idlywoolgathering]

I've been reading all the Star Wars books since getting back into SW recently, but I just finished Dooku: Jedi Lost. And oh boy. Okay. I'm fine. I've always loved Dooku as a character and I have so many thoughts about his whole story now but first and foremost- DOOKU HOW COULD YOU KILL SIFO THAT'S YOUR BOYFRIEND ??? unbelievable. the tragic lovers star wars trope strikes again.

[dapurinthos]

He purposefully picks the most foolish of the possibilities that spring to mind. He remembers laughing over a book on old Serennian festivals in a corner of the archives on a day not long after the Celebration there turned sour, coming across someone’s old journal talking about D’Astan Sector traditions of mountainside marriage fairs being likened to the bride-shows used by Kitel Phard emperors to pick their spouses. “Off to judge a maiden’s fair or set someone on fire?” “No one judges maidens anymore, Si.” Dooku makes a flying visit to the Temple on New Year's.

it's a little sideways, but it technically was this week's mines monday that inspired part of this scene that i've excised from the galaxies 'outside pov' folder because it demanded to be written.

[jaguarys]

On the note of the last post. I'm just constantly turning over the idea that Dooku KNEW what was in his future.

I think it's very intrinsic to both his and a lot of the Sith's descent that they think they can outsmart Sith ideology. I imagine Dooku thought he could get by learning and not falling into it himself. He was fed up with the Jedi, yes, but that didn't mean he immediately flipped sides. He still respected them and was respected in turn.

But that's not the way the Sith work. It's not possible to just dip a toe in. The Sith know how to get to you, to get into your head, and to draw you in before you even notice it, and by that point you don't even want out.

And I think it adds another layer if Dooku knew. If he was told by Sifo-Dyas for decades to be careful, that he was destined to fall, that he would lose, and yet. He still does.

[astranite]

Complementary Strategies

✨first fic with these two’s wonderful ridiculousness posted✨

Yan Dooku, Jedi Knight, favoured diplomat of the Order, trained negotiator, flopped down face first on the floor in his formal robes. “You are far better at …peopling, than I am, Sy.” Sifo-Dyas, also of the above, snorted and followed suit, lying down near enough to have an arm overlapping Yan’s back. “Barely.”

@charmwasjess :D

Also greetings everyone come say hiiiiii!!!

[purple-ant]

Jenza: You are gay for my brother.

Sifo-Dyas: You didn't even try to make it a question.

Sifo-Dyas: It's not really correct though. Yes, I'm gay, but for your brother? Let's just say if Dooku was a woman, I would be bi.

[emily-escott]

wip sneak peak todayyyy

[charmwasjess]

In a mood, so have a handful of my favorite "about Sifo-Dyas re: badass" quotes from current canon:

“I’m warming to this Sifo-Dyas. Not only does he seem to be the only one willing to stand up to Dooku, but he has a rebellious streak so large you could fly a Dreadnought along it.” -Asajj Ventress, Dooku Jedi Lost -

“Master Sifo-Dyas was a powerful Jedi,” Yaddle said. “Powerful, yes. Great at many things - including prognostication.”  -Yaddle, The Living Force -

I always sit next to Sifo-Dyas. I think you’d like him. He’s my best friend, although Master Braylon insists we shouldn’t form attachments. Most of the time I don’t have any problem with that, but Si’s different.  -Dooku, Dooku Jedi Lost

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“I’m afraid we’ll never replace what Master Sifo-Dyas could do when it comes to sensing the future.” -Mace Windu, The Living Force

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Only one boy saw through my bluster, an Initiate as likely to cause trouble as I was expected to excel. Perhaps I needed someone to burst my bubble. Perhaps I just needed a companion. But whatever the reason, we became inseparable. -Dooku, Dooku: Jedi Lost

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“He was always in a big damn hurry.”  -Even Piell, The Living Force

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"Sifo-Dyas is an explorer, while I am doomed to endure ridicule from my students." -Dooku, Dooku: Jedi Lost

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“And the truth is, we won’t make it out of this alive.” He looked exhausted and frightened, but determined. “If that’s the case, so be it. But there are things that mustn't be lost. This is what it's come to - and I want... I want everyone to understand that I've done my best.”  -Sifo-Dyas, Force Collector

[count-doodoo]

one of the many funny things in canon is just sifo-dyas' entire existence. like, what do you mean, you just accidentally created a character on whom the entire saga kind of hinges and whose figurative ghost haunts every major event long past his death, because, like, the clones. you're telling me you made a typo and now OOPS count dooku had a seer best friend who was actually (?) the one to order the clones and whose relationship with dooku was pivotal to dooku's fall? whose murder may have been dooku's tipping point???? and we, like, never get to see him?????? HELLO???????

[ravensilversea]

One Day

Prompt(s): Time Travel, with side of Family

Warnings: Fox snipes both Jango and Palpatine mostly off-screen, mild description of looting a dead body, questionable decisions and morality in general

Characters: Commander Fox, Sifo-Dyas

Additional Tags: Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Minor Character Death, offscreen minor character death, Palpatine and Jango both die and Fox is only slightly sorry about one of those, Angst, Emotional, Hopeful Ending, Referenced Order 66

Summary/Description: Fox still isn’t sure where the moral line falls for purposefully going out of his way to clone his brothers again versus never giving the brothers he knew and loved a chance at life, but he knows which one he prefers. And he refuses to let them be sent off to die again.

Jango Fett was a cold, cocky bastard who thought himself nigh invincible. Unfortunately for him, Fox had once hunted an identical brother through thousands of other identical brothers and the lower levels of Coruscant, so hunting a single bounty hunter through the Outer Rim really wasn’t as hard as Jango thought it would be. A carefully aimed blaster bolt was all it took in the end. Afterall, his armor was similar enough to the armor Fox had worn day in and day out.

Fox hated, still hates really, how much like his brothers Jango looked when he peeled off that priceless armor and swiped a vial of still warm blood from the man’s rapidly cooling corpse. How much like Fives he looked. He reminds himself again, and again, that this is the man who willingly let millions of his clones be created to die, who chose exactly one to acknowledge as his own. Tries to hold onto the resentment and anger and jealousy he felt as a cadet.

One day, Fox will hand the beskar pieces to Boba and tell him that it was his father’s armor. Boba will try to correct him, say that it was their father’s armor, and Fox will shake his head and say, no, yours and yours alone. On that day, Fox still won’t know if he handed the armor over to apologize to the Boba he once knew for taking his father from him again, or to Jango for denying him his son.

Fox still isn’t sure where the moral line falls for purposefully going out of his way to clone his brothers again versus never giving the brothers he knew and loved a chance at life, but he knows which one he prefers. A bit of slicing and a cryptic message, and Fox had a decent idea of where and when Sifo-Dyas could be found.

Ao3

Which is how he finds himself in a bar, still in the Outer Rim, and for a place in the Outer Rim, the bar is fairly clean. Fox can’t find any suspicious smudges on his glass, or any glass he takes a glance at, and the bar counter isn’t greasy or caked with dirt. The windows are set in the wall in such away as to show only the sky, which this late at night makes it look like the place just opens out into starfield. There’s also a comfortable amount of people, not too many to be crowded and loud, not too few for conversations to echo all over the place.

One day, Fox will walk into a newly opened bar on Coruscant that is always crowded and loud and smelled of sweat and grime. He’ll buy a round of drinks and sit at a table by himself with a drink at each empty seat. “I’m not busy now,” he’ll whisper, “but it’s too late for that isn’t it?” The night will grow late, and he’ll leave a tip and a collection of untouched drinks meant for brothers he turned down in favor of paperwork, only to never have another chance again. He’ll have no intention of ever returning.

Fox slams his drink back and gestures for a glass of water as Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas makes a fairly subtle entrance, for a Jedi. He’s quiet and weaves through the people and tables without anyone noticing him, well, except for Fox who had been keeping an eye out for Jedi robes. Grabbing his glass, Fox makes his way to the table by the window that Sifo-Dyas chose.

“Evening,” Fox drawls and slides into the seat across without bothering to ask for permission. He wraps his hands around his water glass. “Rumor has it that we can help each other out.”

“Can you now?” Sifo-Dyas hides trembling hands in the sleeves of his robe. 

Fox… doesn’t know what to say. A thousand angry, resentful, vindictive words claw at his throat, but the man in front of him looks nothing how he imagined. Lined face with brown eyes not quite as dark as the clones’ he would order. Long mostly silver hair with patches of dark, almost black, brown pulled back into a bun that’s falling down. Trembling hands, how he keeps using the reflections in the window to watch what’s happening behind him, just like how Fox’s brothers would when they came back from the frontlines.

Fox almost pities him. Almost wonders how he got to this point.

One day, Fox will walk into the Jedi Temple on Coruscant for the first time, for the five hundredth time. He will stand at the foot of a white infirmary bed and look down at an older Sifo-Dyas who will be unsure about whether his smile would be welcome. One day, Fox will hold this man’s hand and be among the people he asked to be at his bedside when he breaths his last, and then he will stand with his hands clasped behind his back at the funeral. One day, Fox will wonder about this man he never knew and regret never allowing himself to consider knowing him.

This is for his brothers, he reminds himself. Brothers this man bought and paid for to fight a war he didn’t bother trying to stop. “I can deal with your Sith problem.”

That gets Sifo-Dyas’ full attention. “What Sith problem? The Sith have been dead for a thousand years!” he hisses, leaning across the table.

“You’re the seer, you tell me.” Fox leans in as well. 

For a moment, neither move. Neither speak. They sit there, mere inches apart.

Sifo-Dyas sighs and leans back. “I see a war, not the Sith,” he says. “I see the end of the Jedi, and selfishly, I want an army that will never turn on them.”

For a moment, Fox burns. For a moment, Fox is numb. His men, his brothers, created for the Jedi, for the Republic they served, and something made them turn on both those things. Something that was supposed to ensure their never-ending, never-dying loyalty to people who gave varying levels of ‘don’t give a shit’ about them. Something that he didn’t even realize happened until he woke up over a decade in the past, thinking it was a dream.

“Your plans will bring about the destruction of the Jedi. Your army. My brothers.” The words fall from his mouth like bombs.

Sifo-Dyas flinches. Fox pretends the grief on his face is at least in part for Fox’s brothers. One day, he will wonder if it was.

“Though,” Fox takes a sip of his drink and looks out to the stars, “technically, it’s most likely the Sith’s plan now.”

“Who are you?”

Fox laughs and laughs for a while, until he’s almost sobbing. He wishes he had something stronger than water now. “The poor fuck who watched his brothers die,” he says. He closes his eyes, takes a breath, and looks at Sifo-Dyas again. “So my deal is this: I deal with your Sith Lord problem, and you pay the Kaminoans to clone every, single, one of my brothers. No strings, no army, no ties to the Republic. If any of them want to fight, it will be their choice and their choice alone.”

One day, Fox will hold every, single, one of his brothers. One day, he’ll teach them how to walk and talk and sing and laugh. He’ll watch them run through meadows he didn’t quite believe existed for a decade and swim in peaceful lakes instead of endless storming oceans. One day, he will teach them how to do so many things from repairing ships to sewing clothes to cleaning weapons to planting crops. And one day, he will wake up each morning with the knowledge that his brothers have a future. That his brothers are free.

To his credit, Sifo-Dyas takes the deal, no questions asked outside of hammering out the exact details. When the contract is signed, he stands and looks at Fox for a moment. He whispers an apology that Fox doesn’t acknowledge, not now, and leaves without another word. Fox doesn’t care. He’s had enough of the Republic and enough of the Jedi.

The blaster shot that takes Sidious down is infinitely more satisfying than the one that took Jango.

[chi-chi-chimera]

Chapters: 55/? Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Darth Maul & Kilindi Matako, Darth Maul & Savage Opress, Feral & Darth Maul & Savage Opress Characters: Darth Maul, Kilindi Matako, Savage Opress, Feral (Star Wars), Jango Fett, Pre Vizsla, Bo-Katan Kryze, Satine Kryze, Silas the Mandalorian (Star Wars), various cuy'val dar cameos, various Jedi Additional Tags: Time Travel, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Death Watch (Star Wars), Mandalorian Culture (Star Wars), not so much unreliable narrator as oblivious narrator, Found Family, Good Parent Jango Fett, Canonical Child Abuse, Mandalorian Adoption (Star Wars), Asexual Jango Fett, background Jango/Silas, Good Pre Vizsla, (somewhat), Haunted Mandalorian Darksaber (Star Wars), Mandalorian Politics (Star Wars), Obi-Wan Kenobi - Freeform, (he's in a bit of act one then comes back later), Worldbuilding Series: Part 10 of Star Wars Fic Collection Summary:

Maul dies on Tatooine and wakes up over 40 years in the past. He quickly seizes the opportunity to change his fate and free himself from his Master, to save his brothers, including the one he doesn't yet know he has, and plot a new revenge against Darth Sidious with the advantages of time, foreknowledge and a surprisingly familiar Mandalorian face. It isn't only his own destiny that Maul's actions will change for the better, but that of Jango Fett and the entire Mandalorian people.

As far as the Force and the Ka'ra are concerned, healing hearts through the power of family and friendship will just be a nice side effect of saving the galaxy from its terrible future.

Chapter Summary:

Feral Opress is growing up, Obi-wan has a penpal, and Dooku talks to an old friend.

[buckys-baby-boy]

Dooku: Maybe the real monster was the friends we both literally and figuratively murdered along the way.