#Yoda assigned her to Anakin and Anakin only

[tomicaleto]

I saw a post mentioning Ahsoka was originally assigned to Obi-Wan and I’m like ??? Like, yes Obi-Wan asked for a new padawan but the first thing Ahsoka says as she arrives is that she was assigned to Anakin

Edit: if you don’t want to read the tags: I rewatched the scenes from the movies and it’s said several times she was assigned to Anakin by Yoda himself and at the end it’s implied Obi-Wan helped. She was never assigned to Obi-Wan.

[whitejays-galaxy]

Designing the entire disaster lineage as cats🐱(Reupload)

I accidentally made some design errors, so I had to redo them... To make up for my mistake, there's a small surprise in the end ^^

The disaster lineage:

This is their actual size chart

My favorite trio:

Dooky and Quiggs becuz they deserve more love:

Ref sheets:

Horizonstar/step(Yoda): 

Name Meaning:

"Horizon" carried the meaning of him being the leader of his clan, a beacon of light in the distance, "Step" meant he was always one step ahead of his clanmates, thus using his knowledge and power to help his cats.

Frostshard(Dooku): 

Name Meaning:

I chose "Frost" because of his cold, collected, haughty demeanor, and "Shard", his presence being able to hurt others, like when you touch a broken shard of glass. It also represents his sharpness.

Sagepelt(Qui-Gon-Jinn):

Name Meaning:

"Sage" symbolizes his wisdom of the living Force, spiritual sanctity, vice, and virtue, which some knights thought he was delusional, while others respected his high moral standards.

If you look at a sage plant, the leaves are fuzzy, and they often grow in large swishing bushels, hence the suffix "Pelt"

Hazeldusk(Obi-Wan-Kenobi):

Pls ignore his traumatized face

Anyway

Name Meaning:

I chose "Hazel" because of his pelt color and warm/comforting personality. "Dusk" has a deeper meaning; Hazel trains Skyfire, who turns to the dark side and brings Dawnclan's legacy to an end; therefore, Hazel teaches the one who brought the "Dusk" of Dawnclan's era.

Skyfire(Anakin Skywalker): 

Name Meaning:

I chose "Sky" because of his godlike abilities, for in many countries and religions, the sky was where the gods lived, "Fire" because of him being ferocious yet warm/loving like a small bit of flame in a hearth. It also foreshadows how he would fall, consumed into flames.

Tawnyrain(Ahsoka-Tano):

Name Meaning:

I chose "Tawny" because of her pelt color, and "Rain", symbolizes her abandoning the teachings of Dawnclan when she goes into exile, like the rain washing over dust and grime, the corruption of Dawnclan ways, coated over her innocence and pure heart. 

Long yap incoming...

<Lore>

<Dawnclan/ The Jedi Order>

Dawnclan was created over a thousand years ago by four Force-sensitive cats: Sunspirit(Cala Brin), Tigerblaze(Rajivari), Valorsoul(Garon Jard), and Eclipseshadow(Ters Sendon). 

"True justice cannot be driven by emotion. We knights can set our passions aside, and seek the truth without fear or favor." - Sunspirit

"When Dawnclan's order began, I saw we must be dedicated to peace. To calm our emotions, and end war across the galaxy. If we fought, it should only be in self-defense. That is the founding principle of civilization." - Valorsoul

"So much is fleeting. But I remain. And I remain the cat I was." - Tigerblaze

"I am Eclipseshadow, keeper of the histories. A founder, and chronicler, of Dawnclan." - Eclipseshadow

<About Dawnclan>

-They walk the dreams of their ancestors in Starclan, a clan created by the light side of the Force.

-A Force-Sensitive kit is taken to the temple at a very young age, training in the basic forms of dueling.

-Padawans(apprentices) train for approximately two years with their assigned Master, the names usually ending with a 'Paw'(a universal suffix meaning apprentice or student)

-Knights must at least have trained an apprentice before they can be selected for the Dawnclan Council, a group of the most talented cats.

-A Dawnclan knight is forbidden to take a mate or have kits.

<The Dawnclan Code>

There is no Emotion, there is Peace

There is no Ignorance, there is Knowledge

There is no Passion, there is Serenity

There is no Chaos, there is Harmony

There is no Death, there is the Force

<Darkhaven/ The Sith Order>

It is hard to know the birth of Darkhaven, yet one thing is for sure, evil has lurked since no beginning nor end.

The official name of these dark warriors was created by Hellfire, a soulless she-cat whom many say was the embodiment of evil itself.

The Fate Wars, the first great war in the Galaxy, led to the victory of the knights of Dawnclan, who built their main camp on the ruins of Darkhaven.

After the events of the Fate Wars, two more happened during the history of the Galaxy: 

The first was the Cold War: in which former Darkhavener Corvidheart(Darth Revan) challenged the Emperor Vortexvoid(Emperor Vitalle) to reclaim balance on both sides.

The second was the Grey Wars: Darkhaven leader Stormcutter(Darth Malgus) brought the Dawnclan order to its knees and took over for a long time. This caused a rebellion act against the Darkhaven Empire by normal citizens, and as a result, the Republic was born - an invisible group that consisted of various clans and tribes to discuss peace and to help each other in crisis.

Many years passed after the Grey Wars, and one by one, the warriors of Darkhaven were hunted down by the knights of Dawnclan.

Nightshade(Darth Bane), the last known leader of Darkhaven, and the maker of the Rule of Two, swore revenge. They will always lurk in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike. 

Her apprentice Plagueshadow(Darth Plagueis) continued her work in silence, training the dreaded Lightningstrike(Darth Sidious), who would create the most feared and powerful Darkhavener of all time: Lord Deadsoul(Darth Vader)

<About Darkhaveners>

When a Dawnclan knight falls to the Dark side, their features grow haughty and sharp because of the Dark Forest water.

Only Darkhaveners have orange eyes.

They usually have red crystals on their foreheads but in rare circumstances, purple or black could be seen also.

They communicate with the Dark Forest, an everlasting place of the Dark side of the Force, with murky water and wizened trees.

They have the Rule of Two, only allowing a Master and an Apprentice to live.

<The Darkhaven Code>

Peace is a lie, there is only Passion

Through Passion, I gain Strength

Through Strength, I gain Power

Through Power, I gain Victory

Through Victory, My Chains Are Broken

The Force shall set me Free

About Kyberclaws:

They glow red hot at the tip when unsheathed at battle mode. But they can't use them for long, or the heat would kill them(Yoda/Horizonstar has a record of using them for a full thirty minutes)

They are functioned by the Kyber Crystals on their foreheads and could cut through anything except Beskar Wood( a tree known for its silvery wood and toughness, used by the Mandalorian cats)

A Dawnclan cat develops this ability once they are 6 moons old, as their bodies mature enough to withstand the claw tip's deadly heat.

About crystals on foreheads:

The Crystals are the main source of the Kyberclaw's power, and when forcefully taken, it would cripple the owner for eternity(like a bird without wings)

When a Dawnclan cat dies, the Crystals turn a dead-looking grey, devoid of all power.

About Droids in the Au:

They are animals that are neither living nor dead(such as rats, foxes, shrews, badgers...etc)

Their commander controls them with the Smoke Crystals(used like comlinks)

About Starships in the Au: 

They are huge birds of prey tamed by the cats.

Alright... the surprise... I'm actually astonished you scrolled all the way down here.

Cuddle Pile!!!

This is one of my oldest Aus that I'm working on; it's a mix of my two favorite fandoms: StarWars and Warriors(cats)

Anyway, hope you guys enjoy this👍

See more of my Cat Au designs here :3

The Disaster lineage (Yoda, Dooku, Qui, Obi, Anakin, Ahsoka + lore)

Prequel villains (Sidious, Dooku, Maul, Vader + Lore)

Kit-Fisto

Plo-Koon and Ahsoka

Sifo Dyas and Dooku

Disaster trio(Obi, Ani, Soka) doodles

Smol comics(ft. Qui, Rael, Sifo, Dooku): pt 1

Aayla Secura and Quinlan Voss

Luke and Leia

DO NOT COPY ANY OF MY CAT DESIGNS

This is a PERSONAL AU and they mean so much to me

[twinterrors29]

Cody gets bitten by a werewolf sometime during the war, and can transform at will with no full moon requirement, effectively becoming himself as a very large dog

he and Obi-Wan conspire to keep this fact hidden, as they're very aware of the danger of the Kaminoans finding out and disappearing him into their labs

when Order 66 goes out, Cody has a split second to fight it

and, well. wolves aren't exactly good soldiers, and you can only sort of expect them to follow orders.

transformed, Cody runs straight to the General, but when he gets there, he realizes that he can't actually warn him of the danger, because he can't transform back to explain without the Order taking hold

but he can whine sadly and pull on Obi-Wan's ridiculous sleeves with his teeth until Obi-Wan gets the hint and lets him lead him away to safety in a stolen ship

they make the rendezvous with Bail and Yoda

(Bail: what's with the dog Obi-Wan?

Obi-Wan, sweating: it's, um, a service dog

Yoda: ...fake, that sounds, but okay)

and then Cody and Obi-Wan make the trip to the Temple to disable the beacon, with Cody fighting off his brothers as nonlethally as he can while Obi-Wan does his best to follow his lead

after they find the evidence of Anakin's betrayal and receive Yoda's assignment, Obi-Wan sobs into Cody's fur the whole flight to Padme's apartment, and then silently the whole flight out to Mustafar hidden aboard her ship

while Obi-Wan is busy fighting with Vader, Cody manages to drag Padme's unconscious body back aboard her ship, then sneaks back closer to the fighting just in time to see the end of the duel

(if he waits to act until Obi-Wan is just far enough to not notice when Anakin's screams cut out, well, that's his own business)

he follows Obi-Wan back to the ship and drapes himself across the man's lap the whole way to Polis Massa

after Padme's death and her children's birth, Cody demands that they keep at least one of the babies

(look at his puppy dog eyes. how can you so cruelly deprive him of tubies like this.)

so Luke grows up with his Uncle Ben and their very strange, very large dog, Cody

when they end up on the Death Star nearly two decades later, Cody materializes from wherever he'd been lurking on the station just in time to drag Obi-Wan to safety during his duel with the Grand Inquisitor

as soon as their bedraggled group arrives on Yavin, Rex shows up to eagerly greet his former General; Cody, while thrilled to see his brother alive, starts viciously growling at him as he approaches: he might not understand in detail how the chips work, but he knows what he experienced that day, and he's seen what his brothers have done since then

Obi-Wan explains the situation to the man from the Cody-approved distance of half the hangar away, how Cody transformed one day and has refused to turn back since, and Rex immediately expresses his confusion, asking if they haven't removed Cody's chip

(Cody: I assure you, I did NOT let anyone microchip me!)

following Rex's explanation, Cody rushes them all to the medbay to undergo surgery, leaving Obi-Wan to explain to Luke how their 'dog' is actually his other Uncle

while Obi-Wan and Cody are distracted desperately making out with each other in the medbay, Luke sneaks off to destroy the Death Star, setting them up to all live happily ever after

[lunarnightt]

𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ― PROLOGUE

Soulmates? What is a soulmate? A soulmate is someone who you feel a deep connection with, someone you are ultimately bounded to for the rest of your life and possibly in the next one. 

In the Jedi Order, a soulmate is assigned to each Jedi upon achieving the rank of Knight. This tradition symbolizes the maturity gained after leaving behind the role of Padawan. The connection is believed to help ground Jedi emotionally, serving as a reminder to resist the pull of hatred—a path that leads to the dark side of the Force.

Every Jedi Master has a soulmate, every knight has one as well. 

The soulmate bond can be either a blessing or a curse, depending on who fate pairs you with—sometimes even a mix of both. For some, the connection becomes a source of strength, while others exploit it as a means of power over those without one. After all, not every Jedi is granted a soulmate, and even when they are, their partner is rarely another Jedi. Instead, soulmates often come from outside the Order, adding complexity to an already delicate dynamic.

Jedi are strictly forbidden from forming attachments with anyone outside the Order, a rule that often complicates the soulmate bond. The Grand Master holds firm to the belief that such relationships pose a threat, potentially leading a Jedi toward the dark side of the Force. While this notion might seem far-fetched or overly cautious, history has proven otherwise. Past transgressions have shown how love and loyalty can cloud judgment, and as the saying goes, history has a way of repeating itself.

For many years, soulmates were strictly forbidden among the Jedi, even if two individuals felt the natural pull of such a bond. The Council believed that any attachment, even one between Jedi, could lead to dangerous emotional entanglements. That all changed years ago, during my father Qui-Gon Jinn's time as a Padawan. It was during this period that the Order, in a rare moment of leniency, allowed Jedi to acknowledge and embrace their soulmates. This decision paved the way for him to meet my mother, forever altering the course of his life—and mine.

My mother passed away during childbirth, and all I know of her comes from stories told by others. They describe her as a beautiful soul and a remarkably powerful Jedi. Beyond that, I know little about her. My memories of my father, Qui-Gon Jinn, are only slightly clearer. He died when I was just nine years old, leaving me with only fragments of moments to hold onto. Still, I knew more about him than I did about her.

What I do know is that they both loved me deeply—my father, especially. He often told me how much I reminded him of her, particularly in my personality. After his passing, his Padawan, Obi-Wan Kenobi, stepped into my life as a protective older brother, helping to care for me until I was assigned a master. That master was Yoda, who quickly became a father figure to me, offering the guidance and support I desperately needed in those early years.

Of course, I was always beyond excited at the thought of meeting my soulmate—eager to understand firsthand the connection my father had shared with my mother. I dreamed of experiencing that same profound bond for myself. But at the same time, I couldn't ignore the reality: depending on who you're paired with, soulmates can be vastly overrated.

Especially if it's Anakin Skywalker.

A/N— Hello, my babies! Lookie here! The prologue of Anything but you! As always, give your feedback in the comments! I hope you guys enjoyed it! I love you all!

[renlyslittlerose]

Kinktober Day 2 - Sexting

For @chirpchirpmuahaha 💗

Just Text Me - 1,743 Rating: E Content: Established Relationship / Explicit Sexual Content / Sexting / Masturbation / Obi-Wan Kenobi is a Menace / Dirty Talk

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'Thinking about that pretty cock of yours.'

Anakin stared down at his comm-link on his wrist, re-reading the innocent letters that combined to create a message that was anything but. At first he thought he'd hallucinated the message, his propensity for daydreaming when it came to imagining Obi-Wan in a variety of positions and circumstances finally getting the better of him. But no, the message remained there clear as day, hovering above Anakin's wrist in small, electric blue font.

Obi-Wan was texting him.

About his cock.

In the middle of a debrief with the 501st.

Anakin was brought back into the room when Ahsoka shifted, her shoulder pressing up against his as she slumped further in her chair. Before them Rex stood in front of a holo-map, the sharp lines of his face highlighted as he dutifully went over their last battle with the aplomb that only Rex could muster even after all these brutal months. Around them the other clones listened intently, matching furrowed brows and bright eyes across their faces.

Another chirp from Anakin's comm-link alerted him to a new message. Covering the comm-link with his hand he straightened up slightly and tried to pay attention to the report. He was a General of the Republican Army and a Jedi who had reached the rank of Knight. He was respected and well-regarded by the men who sat and stood beside him, and called Master by the young Padawan currently trying not to fall asleep next to him.

He shouldn't look.

He couldn't look.

Even though he really, really wanted to.

His cheeks burned and his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't contain the small patter of excitement that coursed through his body any time he thought about how Obi-Wan Kenobi was sending him lewd messages. It wasn't often he stepped out of line in such a fashion. Any time they so much as brushed hands in public Obi-Wan would straighten up, pull away, and fuss with his collar of the hilt of his lightsaber in an attempt to distance himself from Anakin. It was only in the privacy of a bedroom or the thin walls of a tent that Obi-Wan would suck on Anakin's tongue and palm him through his trousers, desperate little huffs slipping past his lips as he painted Anakin's body with his adoration.

He did not send 'lewd messages' and he certainly didn't do them when away on assignment.

Another chirp.

What if it was important? What if it was someone trying to inform Anakin that R2 had done something 'needlessly violent' again, or that he'd done something 'needlessly violent' again and had to report to some command post to get a lecture from Master Yoda over a holo-call?

Taking in the room quickly, Anakin made sure no one was looking at him before he opened the messages.

KENOBI.O: 'I adore the way in which your come rests on my tongue, the vestiges of it tasted throughout the day as I long and wait for our inevitable reunion.' KENOBI.O: 'Sometimes the memory of how your legs spread and your back arches as you beg for my cock, are all that get me through the day.'

Anakin swallowed thickly.

"You okay, Skyguy?"

Anakin slammed his hand over his comm-link and glared sharply at Ahsoka. "I'm fine," he gritted out.

"I was just asking." Ahsoka rolled her eyes and slumped further in her chair, her arms crossing tightly around her narrow frame. She sent Anakin another look before she turned her attention back to Rex.

Rex, for his part, was still prattling on as if his General and his Padawan hadn't just sniped at each other like a pair of vexis.

Another chirp.

Slipping his hand away, Anakin opened the message and turned slightly from Ahsoka.

KENOBI.O:'The sounds you made last week when I tongued you open were simply divine; the taste of the sweat along your thighs even sweeter. Tell me, darling, how many times have you come from the memory this past week?'

Anakin held back a groan and bit the inside of his cheek. Hard. He could feel Ahsoka pressing against their bond, a little irritating tremor that worked its way into Anakin's teeth, but he blocked her out best he could and slipped into the warm space where Obi-Wan's presence was kept. Though they were separated by starlight Anakin could still feel Obi-Wan, soft and reassuring.

And turned on.

With a steady hand Anakin replied.

SKYWLKR.A: 'Haven't had time to get off this week. Been busy. But I'm just saving myself for you :)'

He waited a few seconds before Obi-Wan replied.

KENOBI.O: 'That's not a very exciting reply. Do better.'

Anakin rolled his eyes. Of course Obi-Wan would criticize his text messages.

SKYWLKR.A: 'All night and every night I wack off to the thought of your thick cock and big balls, oh Master of mine.'

A soft flutter of annoyance went through their bond, barely felt but still there all the same.

KENOBI.O: 'Anakin.' KENOBI.O: 'Be a dear and help me through this session. I've been edging for the past hour and I realize what I truly need is you. Now help me through this or I'll withhold from you the next time we're together.' KENOBI.O: 'I won't even let you smell my undergarments.'

Anakin let out a low keening sound.

"Skyguy?"

"I'm fine," Anakin snarled at Ahsoka.

He stood then, not giving Ahsoka's startled look time to make him feel bad. With a curt nod to Rex he slipped through the crowd of clones and situated himself in one of the back corners, tucked away save for the presence of a droid that cooed quietly when Anakin approached. Pressing into the corner, he pretended to look invested in important business - which he technically was - and returned to his comm-link.

SKYWLKR.A: 'You touching your hole?'

It took only a moment before Obi-Wan replied.

KENOBI.O: 'No. Think that's a problem? Did you want me to?' SKYWLKR.A: 'Yeah. Suck on your fingers and then rub the spit against your hole. Get it nice and wet.' KENOBI.O: 'Will you be doing the same?' SKYWLKR.A: 'I'm in a debrief. Can't. But I'll call you when I'm out.' KENOBI.O: 'The call will have to go through encrypted channels, darling.' SKYWLKR.A: 'So? Let them know how much I want your cock in my mouth. Let them know how good I am for my Master and how I let him train me in all sorts of things :)' SKYWLKR.A: 'And let them know how much you love to fuck me. How you use your Padawan for your own pleasure. How much of a slut you are for my cock and hole.'

There was a lull after that, and Anakin knew Obi-Wan was touching himself. He could almost picture it - Obi-Wan spread out on the bed, one hand wrapped around his fat, long cock while the other fussed with his hole, pushing but never breaching, thick, rough fingertips rubbing against the puffy rim. Or maybe he was playing with his nipples while he touched his hole - Obi-Wan always did love it when Anakin pinched and bit and licked them, getting them nice and pert and swollen.

Finally, another message appeared.

KENOBI.O: 'What else should I do?'

Anakin glanced around the room to make sure the meeting was still going and that no eyes were on him, before he shot off another reply.

SKYWLKR.A: 'Hump the bed and keep playing with your hole.' KENOBI.O: 'Rather undignified, don't you think?' SKYWLKR.A: 'I do it all the time.' KENOBI.O: 'The point remains.' SKYWLKR.A: 'Don't pretend you're better than me. I know you're a slut.' SKYWLKR.A: 'Now hump the bed, little jack-rabbit.'

Another lull. Anakin hoped Obi-Wan was humping the bed, but knew he probably wasn't. Sometimes he made Anakin do it while he watched, saying he liked how desperate Anakin looked as he took his pleasures from the bedding. It wasn't as good as having Obi-Wan's hands on him, but the sight of Obi-Wan sitting as he fucked himself was enough to make Anakin come every single time.

SKYWLKR.A: 'You fucking your bed?' KENOBI.O: 'No. It's too narrow.' SKYWLKR.A: ':(' SKYWLKR.A: 'Then what are you doing?' KENOBI.O: 'My hand. The old fashion way.' SKYWLKR.A: 'Old is certainly descriptive.' KENOBI.O: 'Do you think you're being cute?' SKYWLKR.A: 'I know I am :) now keep going, old man.'

There was another lull, but Obi-Wan replied first after a few moments.

KENOBI.O: 'I'm close. How shall I finish?'

Anakin rolled his eyes at the use of 'shall' but pondered the question all the same. How should he finish? A variety of images flashed through Anakin's mind - Obi-Wan thrusting up into the hollow of his hands, or finally slipping a finger into his hole to play with his prostate, or maybe sat on the edge of the bed in front of a mirror, watching himself as he--

"General?"

Anakin looked up from his comm-link to see that the men were dispersing and all that was left was he, Rex, and the little droid.

"Uh, what?" Anakin asked. He shifted slightly, his tabards sliding gracefully across his groin.

"The debrief is over," Rex said slowly. He peered at Anakin. "Are you... alright?"

Anakin smiled tightly. "I'm fine."

"It's just..."

"Speak freely."

"Maybe you should see a medical droid about that flush of yours. We were on that cold planet for a while - you might have picked something up."

"I'll think about it. Now uh... you're relieved." Anakin nodded his head toward the exit.

Rex, for his part, saluted and left as instructed, no backward glances or looks of suspicion sent Anakin's way. As soon as he'd slipped through the door Anakin returned to his comm-link and typed his message.

SKYWLKR.A: 'Angle your hips up against the wall and come all over your face. Soak yourself in your come and then lick what you can from your lips and beard.' SKYWLKR.A: 'Make yourself as dirty as you make me.'

A moment passed, Anakin's blood rushing furiously though his head as he waited for the inevitable confirmation.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, a message popped up.

KENOBI.O: 'Too late; I've long since finished.' SKYWLKR.A: '????? ??????? ??????????????????' KENOBI.O: 'You took too long to respond. I told you I was close.' SKYWLKR.A: 'How did you come then??????' KENOBI.O: 'The 'old' fashioned way. With my hand.' KENOBI.O: 'Now get back to work, darling. You are on duty, are you not?'

[anakinskywalkerog]

My Very Soul (Chapter 33)

Anakin Skywalker x Jedi!Reader

Link to Chapter 32

Warnings: grief!! depression!!! tread lightly!! things will get better, our girl will heal, but please engage with this only if you feel good/healthy yourself! also, drama/angst, but that's what you get from me

Summary: Anakin comforts you after the death of your Master; you wrestle with some difficult truths, and agree to train with someone new

Word Count: 2.7k

It was heavy. There was no other way to explain it. Your grief was a heavy pillow, suffocating you as you lay in your bed. You felt like the sheets might swallow whole you under the weight. The feel of Anakin's arms around you faded in the face of the soft, quiet, heavy feeling pressing on you. It was like being underwater. It was like trying to fight wind stronger than a hurricane. It pushed you down, and you felt like you had no strength to fight against it.

You'd awoken after Felucia in the Temple's medical chamber, Anakin at your side. You had no memory of anything that had happened after Yuma had been killed, and you didn't understand why Anakin looked so full of relief, why he had tears in his eyes at the sight of you. Obi-Wan had simply explained that you had lost consciousness, similar to the way you had when encountering Dooku's presence. Something in Anakin's face told you that it wasn't quite that simple.

Still, you couldn't find it in yourself to care, much, about what had happened after your Master had been taken from you. You couldn't find it in yourself to care about anything at all, other than the arms that remained around you, other than having Anakin by your side. You found that there were times when even that desire started to fade; when you felt the heaviness pressing in and lost any feeling at all.

"Y/N," Anakin whispered, shaking your arm a little, reaching over to run his fingers gently through your thick hair, pushing it away from your face. Every so often he would say something like this, something soft and gentle, like he were trying to make sure you could still hear him.

"I'm here," you replied, not looking at him, but reaching out and gripping his sleeve. Anakin brushed away the tears that fell softly and steadily out of your eyes and onto the sheets of the big bed in your Jedi apartment, situated in the Knight's Billet in the Temple. This is where you had remained for days, barely moving, barely sleeping or eating, struggling to fight the weight in order to keep breathing.

After you had left the medical chambers, you had recounted to the Council how Vyra had lured you into that cave, how she had manipulated the severity of the battle on Felucia and used the Sith dwelling to call to you in order to trap you and 'torture' you. You had told them what she had said of her reason for doing so, her grudge that she had held since you had been assigned your mission on Serenno. You had explained what she had recounted about Dooku and his mysterious "Master"; you'd noticed that Yoda and Windu had shared a look at that information. You couldn't bring yourself to care, at the moment, what that meant. You had struggled for breath, standing in the center of that circle of Jedi atop the tall tower, as you had recounted the last moments of Yuma's life: how she had been in the throes of a horrible vision, caused by the poison that made her live through her worst fears. You could barely get the words out when you described Vyra killing your Master, and taking her lightsaber. Obi-Wan had stood up to walk you out, his hand on your back the whole way back to your apartment, his face grim. You hadn't emerged since.

"Y/N," Anakin said again, stroking your face, your arm. "You need to eat something." You shook your head. The thought of moving at all, let alone eating, drinking, sounded too hard. You felt the heaviness pressing in on you.

"I love you," Anakin said again, and the agony in his presence was like a spark, a stabbing pain that brought you out of the heavy feeling, if only for a moment. Your eyes filled, again, with tears.

"I know," you whispered, looking into his eyes.

"I'll be here with you," Anakin said, reaching forward to kiss your eyelids, brushing the tears away with the gentle press of his lips. "I won't let them make me leave."

"You can't stay forever, Ani," you sighed, curling into him, wishing your words weren't true.

"I won't—"

Anakin cut off his words, feeling the same disturbance in the Force that made your senses heighten. Someone was coming.

A soft knock sounded on the door of the apartment. You and Anakin both looked at each other, sensing the presence that stood outside.

"Maybe he'll leave," you breathed into Anakin's ear, not moving. Anakin remained still, listening. You waited, holding your breath.

"Y/N," you heard, Obi-Wan's soft voice calling through the door as he knocked again. If he came into the apartment, it would only take a few steps past the kitchen for him to see through the open bedroom door, where he would find you and Anakin in bed together—

"What do we do?" you whispered, panicked, your eyes widening. Numb with grief you may be; but if you and Anakin were caught, it could risk your position in the Order. Anakin's eyes darted around, and landed on the tiny wardrobe built into the wall. Jedi Knights were granted little storage space, as they were not to keep possessions of their own.

"Anakin, he'll sense you!" you whispered frantically, but Anakin was already up and running in his boxers to the wardrobe. He sucked in his gut and used the force to close the wardrobe's doors as you heard Obi-Wan's voice sound again from outside the door.

"Y/N, I'm coming in," Obi-Wan said, his voice gentle and suppliant. You pulled yourself up in your bed, fighting against the heaviness in your limbs as you used the Force to summon your robe, hastily throwing it on over your nightgown as the door to your apartment opened and Obi-Wan stepped inside.

"I'm sorry to disturb you," Obi-Wan said as he walked forward to stand in the open door of your bedroom. You knew you probably looked like Moraband; you hadn't visited the refresher in days, and your hair was a tangled mess on your head. You felt Obi-Wan's thoughts linger on the dark circles under your eyes.

"That's all right, Master," you replied, your voice hoarse. Obi-Wan walked forward and pulled the chair near the window around so that it was facing you. You gulped as he turned, looking back to you as if to ask, may I ? You nodded, gesturing that he should sit. Obi-Wan had never been inside your apartment before—his presence startled you enough that you felt the heavy numbness backing away from you.

"I came to bring you this," Obi-Wan said, leaning forward in the chair and pulling something from the pocket of his robes. As he reached out to hand it to you, you sighed in amazement.

"How...?" you asked, leaning forward to take your lightsaber from him and gripping it. You felt each familiar divot of the hilt like you had found an old friend lost to time; you felt the ghosts of tears prickle behind your eyes, and you willed them away.

"I recovered it for you, on Felucia," Obi-Wan responded quietly. "When you were found, in that cave." His tone was careful, quiet, and solemn. "I wanted to return it to you before, but...it seemed a difficult enough moment." You thought back to facing the Council, to the whirlwind of emotions you'd faced upon waking up here, in the Temple, without your Master, for the first time in your life.

"Thank you," you managed to get out, looking back up at him and keeping your tears at bay. He simply nodded. You looked around, feeling awkward, working to keep your gaze anywhere but on the wardrobe behind Obi-Wan's back.

"I also..." Obi-Wan started, and you met his gaze, his face lit by the rays of sun streaming in through the partially closed blinds. "I am also here because I wanted to make a proposition to you."

You squinted, gripping your robe around yourself, inclining your head to indicate that he should continue.

"You are, of course, under no obligation to do so..." Obi-Wan started, rubbing his hands over his mustache and through his beard. "But...I know how important it was to Yuma that you work on your ability, to block out the presences of the Sith." At these words, your heart dropped. The weight came back in full force, pushing you down. It was an effort to keep yourself seated, to not lay back into the sheets and give in to the heaviness that pressed into you. You swallowed, nodding. "I would like to continue your training, in that regard," Obi-Wan said, watching you intently, his voice soft. "Not to pick up where Yuma left off, necessarily. But to work to make sure you are fully in control of your abilities...so that, when the time comes that you must protect yourself, you are as prepared as you can be. I would like to do everything in my power to help you."

You struggled to breathe evenly, working the air in and out of your lungs. You knew that Obi-Wan meant well—that he was trying to show care for you, and for Yuma, by offering to help. And you knew you needed the help, knew now that your susceptibility to the dark side of the Force was a liability. So you couldn't help but hear the unspoken truth behind Obi-Wan's words—that it was your fault, what had happened on Felucia. That if you had made more progress in your lessons with Yuma, she would still...

Be here, you finished in your head, your eyes welling up against your will. You didn't need Obi-Wan to tell you. You knew the truth. You knew who was responsible for Yuma's death.

"Y/N," Obi-Wan started, leaning forward like he wanted to do something to comfort you, but you shook your head, letting the tears fall.

"I'll do it," you said, pushing against the heaviness. "I'll train with you." It was all you could manage. Obi-Wan paused, as if debating, then leaned back in his chair, putting his hand down.

"Good," Obi-Wan replied, his voice contemplative. "I'd like to start right away, given that the war has made it so my time at the Temple is limited. Tomorrow?" You nodded, looking away from him, your face flushed at your embarrassment. You'd never cried in front of Obi-Wan, and you didn't like it—you didn't want to feel weak around him, the Jedi who was always so very much in control. Until recently, you'd thought of yourself and Obi-Wan as similar souls, similar warriors who kept their emotions in check. You now realized that you were useless in more ways than one, that people like Obi-Wan would always surpass you. You wanted to go back to sleep.

"The last thing..." Obi-Wan continued, his voice unnervingly gentle. "I wanted to tell you," he said, leaning forward in his chair, waiting until you looked up to meet his gaze, "that you aren't alone. Though I know that no one and nothing could ever replace what Yuma was to you—to all of us—I want you to know that you still have family, here. That you still have a mentor that cares for you deeply." You blinked, the brazen affection in this statement disarming you.

 "And that if you ever need to discuss anything," Obi-Wan continued, "anything, even things that you wouldn't bring to others in the Order, you can come to me. Whenever you need." You could have sworn Obi-Wan glanced infinitesimally toward the wardrobe, but it was so fast, you must have been imagining it.

"Thank you, Obi-Wan," you said, your voice small, your gratitude sincere. You felt so much affection and adoration for the Jedi Master sitting in front of you. You wished only that his faith in you wasn't so displaced. You felt your body shaking, the effort of pushing off the weight beginning to wear on you.

"That's all," Obi-Wan said, smiling at you as he stood, walking toward the door. "I'll expect you in the meditation chambers tomorrow." You nodded, feeling drained. "Don't—don't be unkind to yourself," Obi-Wan added, pausing in the bedroom doorway to turn back to you. "All of this is hard enough as it is." You nodded again, wondering how he could sense what you were thinking so accurately. Obi-Wan turned away, striding for the door to the apartment.

You listened as the front door slid shut, waiting, your heart beating. He didn't return. You sank back into your pillows, pulling the robe around you in a cocoon as you heard the wardrobe door slide open.

Anakin didn't say anything as he lay down next to you, pulling your whole body and cradling it in his arms, burying his face in your hair.

"Training might be a good thing," Anakin whispered, in a tone like he was trying to sound optimistic. You pulled yourself closer to him, your body quivering as if you were cold. You felt the tears at the edge of your eyes again, felt the quivers turn into quiet sobs.

"I'm here," Anakin said, kissing your head and stroking your back. "I'm here." What else could he say? Everything certainly wasn't okay. You tried in vain to calm the sobs, but they continued. Whenever you fought the numbness enough to stave it off, this was what happened. It was, in some ways, worse to feel.

"I should have been there," Anakin said vengefully, his voice shaky, "I shouldn't have left you." You inhaled, quickly, another sob breaking out of you.

"Are you saying—are you saying that you could have prevented it?" You pulled back in Anakin's arms, looking him in the face, your eyes wide. "That it's my fault, that she's...that she's...?" you felt your body continue to shake. Unfamiliar anger pulsed through you, the bitter anger that was only self-directed. You needed somewhere to put it. Nothing made sense, anymore. Your brain turned to fire.

"No, of course—no, Y/N, of course that's not—" Anakin started, alarmed, gripping your arms as you pulled farther away from him.

"You don’t have to say that, because I already know!" you replied, shouting now, as you pulled yourself out of the bed, standing before him. Anakin was on his feet immediately, his arms outstretched for you, but you backed away. "I know what happened is my fault entirely!! If I hadn’t—choked—if I had just listened—"

"Y/N, no, no, that's not it, no, listen to me, that's not..."

"You heard Obi-Wan," you continued, sobbing again. "And you said it yourself. Yuma was right. I was a liability, and because of me, my Master is dead."

"Y/N!" Anakin was shouting now, reaching out for you again, but you pushed him away, backing into the corner of your bedroom and sinking to the floor.

"Just leave," you choked, closing your eyes, feeling the world around you start to sway. "Just go." The world was starting to fade.

"Y/N," Anakin said gently, moving toward you slowly, his arms outstretched like he was approaching a loose rancor. "Y/N, it isn't your fault. None of it was your fault. I didn't think that for one second, and neither does Obi-Wan."

"Just leave," you repeated, softly, your sobs coming freely now. You didn't deserve to be comforted. You wanted to descend into oblivion. You were starting to lose the feeling in your legs, in your arms. You looked around, but saw that your vision was blurring over.

"I can't do that," Anakin murmured softly, and you felt his hands prying at your arms. You hadn't realized you'd been gripping your knees so tightly. You started to breathe quickly. "Look at me, Y/N," Anakin whispered, and you looked around, frantic now, your eyes clouded, unable to see. "Come back to me," Anakin breathed into your ear, and you blinked, his face swimming into view.

"I can't ever leave you," Anakin said, pulling you into his arms right there on the floor. You wanted to reply. You wanted to tell him that you couldn't ever leave him, either. You wanted to promise that the two of you would be together forever. But the world had changed, when Yuma had been taken from you. Or, you had changed. You now knew that everyone, no matter how much you loved them, would someday vanish. You didn't understand it—how one day, someone could be so very real, and the next, they could be gone. And Anakin would vanish, someday, too. You leaned into him, feeling how very real and alive he felt, with his arms around you. You felt the heaviness descend as you wept.

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NEW CHAPTER UP NOW!!!!!

just imagine this Obi-Wan comforting you after reading this angst 😂🤓

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[starpains]

I'm curious about the AI Au 👀

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It's an AU that I started writing months ago, and was very excited about, but then suddenly I got very demotivated for various reasons. I still love the idea though, and I AM going to finish it one day.

The fic takes place in the GFFA, but Anakin is not a Jedi in it, or even human. In fact he's a very (very) realistic android. Obi-Wan is a jedi and gets stranded in space. It makes him find a planet in wild space nobody knew existed which is something out of Westworld (the HBO show), where realistic androids with feelings are made to be used however people like.

Since I've written around 5k of the fic already, I am able to share sth, which will be the very first bit of the fic:

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So, this is how I die, Obi-Wan thought idly as he ate the last ration bar on his spaceship. He had one small canister of water left; if he really tried to conserve it, maybe he could last a week. Is there a point in prolonging this, though? He had been stranded in space for two weeks now, drifting in the black nothingness, completely alone save for R4, who was turned off, having run out of energy after failing to power up from the out-of-order ship. His comm devices weren’t working without power, and even before that, he had trouble getting any sort of signal in the middle of the nowhere he’d found himself in.

The possibility of anyone stumbling upon him in the wild space was so close to zero that he didn’t even dare to hope. Instead, he found himself meditating most of his time away, trying to accept the death that was likely to come sooner rather than later. Sitting cross-legged on the floor, covered head to toe in emergency thermal blankets, he looked like a golden cone with a tangle of unkempt ginger hair sticking out from the top. There was no one there to judge him. When they found his frozen corpse in two thousand years, he would be well past caring.

He kept having weird dreams, probably induced by the prolonged lack of sustenance, perpetual cold and overwhelming loneliness that he had no way of overcoming. He was a social creature, always had been, so it was no wonder that two weeks without anyone closer than lightyears away he was starting to lose his mind. The dreams were surreal, too abstract to make any sense of them.

Shadowy figures haunted him—black holes in the Force, alive yet dead at the same time. He could barely make sense of it. Every living thing had a presence in the Force, even plants, let alone sentient beings. But these figures, though humanoid in shape, had less presence in the Force than the grains of sand on Tatooine. Obi-Wan found them highly unsettling. How he wished he could go to the Archives and try to find some meaning in these visions. Were they just the deluded imaginings of a dying man, or was the Force trying to tell him something? For the first time in his life, he wished the Force would just leave him alone. He found no comfort in it anymore.

His one hope was that Ahsoka, his Padawan, wouldn’t be left to fend for herself. He wished that another Jedi Master would be assigned to her, allowing her to complete her apprenticeship and achieve the rank of Jedi Knight. His unfortunate demise should not stand in the way of her path to knighthood. She would make a magnificent Knight—he could only hope the Council would see that too.

He wondered if she was searching for him alongside the 212th Clone Battalion. It was possible, but they wouldn’t even have a starting point. His mission had been a top-secret foray into the Outer Rim, known only to Masters Windu and Yoda. That was before he’d made three separate hyperspace jumps, chasing his elusive target. In the end, his ship had been hit by some kind of weapon, leaving him powerless and stranded while his target escaped into the void, with no way for Obi-Wan to contact anyone.

The weight of his circumstances pressed down on him like a heavy shroud, sapping what little energy remained. Resigned to his fate, he drew the thermal blankets tighter around his body, seeking warmth that never quite arrived. The emptiness of the surrounding space felt almost alive, as if the stars themselves were watching, indifferent to his plight. He exhaled a long, weary sigh, his breath fogging in the cold, stale air. There was nothing more to be done, no strategies left to consider, only the endless stretch of silence. With one final glance at the inert form of R4, he closed his eyes, surrendering to the darkness that seemed eager to swallow him whole.

[redfour0]

Anyway here is my redo of starwars

part one

(longer post)

Everything changes because Obi-Wan actually hates politicians. Sorta.

Instead of just stabbing him, Maul slices Qui-Gon diagonally as PadObi-Wan gets into the room, causing his master to poof. Obi-Wan still gets Maul, like in canon, and everything progresses like normal.

So besides that its just Obi-Wan hating politicians.

For about five years. Now 14 yo Anakin goes to Obi-Wan to talk about the fact that he still has a crush on Padme (bc palps isn't whispering lies into his ear), and Obi-Wan says "Ani its been five years you met her once I don't want to be rude but please get over it" or some Jedi version of that. Anakin eventually does, and continues on as a padawan till AOTC.

The pair are still assigned to protect Padme, but Anakin sees her as more of big sister than anything else. The trip to Naboo only solidifies that. Since he is more open with his master, Anakin tells Obi-wan about his visions of his mom, and she was given slight protective measures, so she never get taken by the tuskins. Obi-Wan finds the clones, gets trapped on Geonosis, sends out the signal, which still get to Anakin because he was being a silly boi and visiting his mother with Padme.

Much of AOTC is similar, but Anakin doesn't lose his hand because he is smart and waits for Obi-Wan. Dooku still gets them with a force shove, escaping (for now).

Anakin is still a padawan during the war now, losing his hand to Dooku on Christophsis because Dooku went there instead of Asajj. Anakin is knighed after that, getting Ahsoka and a note telling Obi-Wan "field knight him ;)" from Yoda (or some jedi equivalent of that). Anakin doesn't know what to do with the padawan braid so he just pockets it for now.

Now that TCW has started, Anakin and Obi-Wan are sent their separate ways as they fight around the galaxy, meeting up every few weeks to fight together (they happen to be besties, along with their commander and captain).

Enter the fact that I, at heart, am a hopeless romantic and a sucker for forbidden love. Rex and Anakin are together by the year one mark. Dispite the two of them being terrible at lying, obvious, over all STUPID- no one finds out. In fact, everyone outside their inner circle think Anakin and Padme are dating, despite many people (mainly said inner circle) walking in on them

Cody and Obi-Wan end up together by year two, both much better at hiding it and being aware of their surroundings. No one ever finds out.

[thecleverqueer]

I think if your goal was to try and convince Ahsoka that Anakin was a piece of shit master that ultimately wasn’t good for her, the only person that could do that effectively would be Rex.

Rex questioned Anakin in his teachings, and often scoffed at him when he did questionable shit. Rex could be like, “so, you remember how he basically told you that he didn’t want to deal with you when you told him you were assigned as his Padawan?” Or “yeah, I practically begged him to stop making us stun you over and over and over again after you laid out cold on the floor for an hour, but he just wouldn’t listen.”

And, Rex would absolutely remind Ahsoka what an asshole Anakin could be when he found out Anakin was Vader. I’m not wholly confident that Rex was ever made aware (we know Ahsoka, Obi-Wan, Yoda, Baylan, Luke and a handful of others know, but I’m unsure if it was general knowledge). Rex would consider what it did to him and his brothers, how they were forced to kill their generals and commanders (people they saw as friends), how he was personally tasked to kill someone he viewed as a baby sister, and how Anakin was directly responsible for the death and disregard of his brothers after the Clone Wars ended. Rex wouldn’t be forgiving.

Ahsoka would listen to Rex because he is a mentor figure to her. He is someone she loves and trusts deeply. I believe he’d be the only one with the clout to do it… if someone were trying to make the point.

[margindoodles2407]

How taco Tuesday saved the galaxy please!

HAHA You are in LUCK, this is a bunch of BULLET POINTS so you get the WHOLE THING

MUAHAHAHA

HOW TACO TUESDAY SAVED THE GALAXY

AKA The AU Where Nothing Goes Wrong And Everyone Gets To Be A Big Happy Family (AKA TAUWNGWAEGTBABHF)

A Star Wars Crack-Treated-Seriously Fix-It AU by Margin and Margin's Friend

The Premise

All the bad things that happen in the Star Wars prequels are prevented because Anakin and Obi-Wan established a tradition of Taco Tuesday with friends when Anakin was a young padawan.

The Premise, Broken Down

Tacos are an invention of Tatooine. They’re easy and inexpensive to make and can be garnished with practically anything. When Anakin was a child, Shmi would make them often for this reason, but they were so poor that she could hardly ever afford anything other than cheese and the spicy peppers that somehow thrive in the planet’s arid climate. (To this day, cheese and pepper tacos remain Anakin’s favorite.) Though they weren’t anything much, the simple love and care that Shmi put into the meagre meal established them as Anakin’s most favorite food.

After the events of The Phantom Menace, and early into Anakin’s apprenticeship, he shyly mentions to Obi-Wan that he misses his mother’s cooking. Intrigued about Anakin’s native culture (because he was the only member of the original party who didn’t get to go on that field trip to Mos Espa) and earnest to find ways to understand and befriend his young Padawan, Obi-Wan begins to research traditional Tatooinian cuisine- and Anakin gives him tips as they haphazardly learn to make tacos together. They both highly enjoy their experience, and before they realize quite what’s happened they’ve established a tradition of making tacos together every Tuesday night.

As time passes, they begin to invite friends over to share their taco-making exploits.

In the early years, this means a lot of visits from Obi-Wan’s best friend Quinlan Vos and his own apprentice, Aayla Secura (because the Anakin-Aayla childhood friendship happened and you CANNOT and WILL NOT change my mind).

About three years after TPM, 12-year-old Anakin spontaneously invites Master Yoda over, without Obi-Wan’s knowledge, and he shows up about halfway through dinner, leaving Anakin delighted and his poor master very confused. Yoda continues to just show up, uninvited, from then on, and after the initial shock wears off, taco night without Yoda is unnatural and unheard of. 

Obi-Wan himself, taking note of the mounting tension between his Padawan and Mace Windu, decides when Anakin is about 15 to begin inviting the Master over for taco night as well. Mace doesn’t care for tacos, but does quite enjoy nachos- another Tatooinian invention- and he and Anakin come to the realization that Anakin’s favorite kind of taco, cheese and spicy pepper and crickets, is practically the same as Mace’s nachos in a taco shell. It is the first of many times they will learn to reconcile their differences in such a manner.

Inevitably, Attack of the Clones happens. Padme is still almost assassinated, Obi-Wan still finds out about the Clones and Kamino, Anakin is still assigned to be Padme’s bodyguard and they still fall in love. But Shmi Skywalker doesn’t die. Because in this timeline, instead of a lavish dinner in a gazebo on the shores of a Naboo lake, Anakin makes tacos with Padme and his mother in Cliegg Lars’s kitchen… using ingredients that they bought while their transport, due to a technical oversight and a malfunctioning engine, was landed for a refuel and repair on Tatooine. 

Anakin wants to share his favorite food with the woman he loves, and while in the market, Anakin can’t stop thinking about his dreams about his mother. Their transport will be stopped for a few days, due to the amount of time needed to refuel and repair such a large ship, so he decides to ask around for her while they’re here anyway. He still meets Watto, Cliegg, and Owen and Beru. He still rides to the Tusken camp where his mother is still imprisoned. But he arrives days- nay, weeks- earlier than in canon. He can still save her. Shmi doesn’t die in his arms. The Tusken Massacre doesn’t happen. Anakin gets his mother medical attention and she is saved. By the time they return, though, his and Padme’s transport has already left for Naboo, but they decide Tatooine is still safe enough for Padme, so they let her hosts in the Lake Country know they’re safe but won’t be staying with them after all, and the Larses are kind enough to provide residence for Shmi’s son and the charming woman he’s traveling with.

Obi-Wan’s broadcast still reaches Anakin and Padme, and the battle of Geonosis still happens. The Clone Wars still begin. Anakin is still knighted, still secretly marries Padme, still takes Ahsoka as his Padawan. But in this timeline, there are Taco Tuesdays. 

Even on missions, as often as they can, Obi-Wan and Anakin make time for their taco dinners in some fashion. And their stretches of time on Coruscant absolutely provide for this. Various people come and go, but by the middle of the war, there is an established guest list that meets every tuesday night:

Anakin and Obi-Wan, of course. Ahsoka, naturally, because she’s their little sister. Rex, usually with various members of the 501st trailing behind him, and Cody, as often as he can make it, with at least half of the 212th. Yoda and Mace, who have been coming without fail every Tuesday since they were first invited, unless their lives are endangered or they are halfway across the galaxy. Padme, too, desperately needs a break from her senatorial duties, and as wife close friend to Anakin, she’s more than welcome.

And that’s not even getting into the various guests that will show up at Master Kenobi’s apartment, usually without warning but always welcomed with open arms. Plo Koon, Ki-Adi-Mundi, and Luminara Unduli will drop by whenever it is possible for them; Ahsoka will bound in dragging sweet, nervous Barriss Offee behind her at least half the time; Aayla, as Anakin’s closest childhood friend, stops by when she’s not overly preoccupied by something else, usually trailed by her husband Commander Bly or her former master, Quinlan Vos; during particularly tumultuous sessions of the Senate where representatives from nearly every Republic and Neutral Planet are called, it isn’t uncommon to see Padme walking in while in the middle of a conversation with the ever-well-received Duchess of Mandalore. Plenty of Clones can be expected at any given gathering, as well as any Jedi and/or Padawan who just needs a meal.

There are many reasons why so many people are drawn to Taco Night: the warmth of a family, the laughter of friends, the immutable fact that tacos are so diverse that everyone can technically be eating the same thing yet have exactly what they want on their dinner. And the conversations. The discussions, whether jesting in nature or of a more serious subject. 

And it is a mix of all of these things that leaves a mark on Anakin Skywalker.

From the beginning, even back in the days when he was nine years old and it was just him, Obi-Wan, and their apartment’s tiny kitchenette, he had a sense of home. Of a love similar to the one he shared with his mother- not exactly the same, never the same, but not quite so different as he had thought, and a good kind of different. He still misses his mother, of course, but he comes to realize- in a way that his canon self never did- that love multiplies, not divides. That to love Obi-Wan, and then Padme, and then Ahsoka, and then all his other friends, does not diminish his love for his mother. That to have a new family does not mean that he has forsaken the old one. He learns the difference between empty, jealous attachment, and full, warm, self-giving love.

And he learns to listen. The conversations that his family- his large, eccentric, taco-loving family- hold can range from silly (it is perfectly acceptable to tease Obi-Wan for eating tacos with a full set of cutlery, and to laugh at the fact that Ahsoka’s tacos are meat, and only meat, including having a slice of ham as the vehicle instead of a flatbread- Togruta are carnivores, after all) to serious (why exactly attachment is forbidden, what attachment even is, if and how it is possible to reconcile the current state of affairs in the galaxy with the peacekeeping nature of the Jedi), but one thing stays the same- people listen. In this universe, over meals of bread and cheese and various meats, Anakin learns to think about the other viewpoint. To compare, contrast, and reconcile his own beliefs with the opposing viewpoint. To observe, ponder, digest, what the other person is saying before blurting out something rash, or acting on impulse. Anakin learns to listen. 

And listen he does.

For it is not merely Anakin Skywalker who is changed by these weekly dinners. In various manners, the events that transpire at Taco Tuesdays prevent horrible catastrophes taking place.

Barriss Offee’s descent into despair.

The deaths of so many valiant and virtuous men and women.

Awful tragedies within and without the ranks of the Clone Army and the Jedi Order.

Most importantly… the mess that is Revenge of the Sith.

Because he learned to listen, to think, to be mindful of his thoughts and actions while around the dinner table, Anakin doesn’t let his anger get the better of him in the General’s Quarters aboard the Invisible Hand. He does not bow to the pressure of Palpatine to kill Dooku, instead remaining firm in his Jedi principles and insisting that Dooku be kept in custody. 

Because Barriss Offee never betrayed the order, Ahsoka was never framed. She was never expelled. She remains Anakin’s padawan. And so she continues to attend Taco Tuesdays, and one late night, utterly exhausted and thus lacking the filter formed by a fully-awake and alert mind, she comments that Senator Amidala is looking a bit fuller around the waistline than usual. And suddenly it’s not just Anakin and Padme aware of her pregnancy, it’s three Jedi Masters, a Padawan, and at least seven Clones. 

(Needless to say, everyone privately arrives at the very logical conclusion that Anakin’s the father. But at the moment, there are bigger fish to fry, including winning a war and getting the senator proper medical attention.)

The Council still asks Anakin to keep tabs on Palpatine, and Palpatine still forcefully appoints Anakin to the Council. He is still not made a Master. But years of learning while lounging on Obi-Wan’s couch with a taco in hand to listen, to observe, to be mindful have changed several things about Anakin. For one, he no longer blindly trusts the Chancellor. His observations and his intuition tell him that something about the man cannot be trusted. So he is, in this timeline, less reluctant to keep an eye on Palpatine. And for another, he is more understanding and respectful of the Council’s decisions. He may not personally agree with the decision to withhold the title of Master from him, but he understands that to be on the Council at all is a great honor, and he is hopeful that perhaps, someday, he may achieve the rank of Master through his wisdom. 

Obi-Wan is still sent to Utapau. He still confronts Grievous. Grievous is still killed. But back on Coruscant, something is different. Because, Obi-Wan may not be there at the moment- but, in this timeline, he’s not the lynchpin holding Anakin’s fragile sanity together. In this timeline, Anakin is wise. And in this timeline, he is not haunted by the deaths of his mother. Of the Tuskens. Of Dooku. Of the visions of Padme’s death.

When Palpatine asks Anakin to the Opera, intending to plant the seeds of doubt about his loved ones’ safety in the young Jedi’s mind, Anakin has to politely decline. I’m sorry, Chancellor, he apologizes. But that’s Tuesday night. I already have a commitment to keep. No one hears the Tragedy of Darth Plagueis the Wise that night.

Palpatine is astronomically frustrated. He has no new apprentice. He knows it’s only a matter of time before the Jedi, finishing tending to Dooku’s severed hands, begin to question their prisoner. He knows that his plan is falling apart at the seams. So he makes a final, last ditch effort to bring Anakin to the Dark Side.

He summons Anakin to his office one bright, clear morning. And he reveals that he’s Darth Sidious. He smooth-talks his way through Anakin’s righteous anger, promising him everything the Jedi can give him and more. He will make Anakin a Master. He will make his marriage to Padme safe and known. He will give him unlimited power, and Obi-Wan and Ahsoka can be his right-hand men. They will rule a glorious empire, together.

And perhaps Anakin starts to falter. Perhaps he considers it. Perhaps it truly does tempt him, for though he is wiser in this universe, he is still only a human, proud and prone to selfishness. 

But one thought, only a single thought, crosses his mind.

He asks, “But do the Sith have tacos?”

It is a foolish question, and he knows it. Instantly, his face burns with childish shame. But he was not asking whether or not the Sith can make the Tatooinian staple, not really. He was asking, really, if the Sith can give him the love and warmth and understanding of the weekly dinner meetings. If the Sith can give him a family. If the Sith can touch his soul.

Palpatine is taken aback, for a moment. Then, a smile crosses his face. “Of course,” he promises. And he strides over to his fridge and pulls out… something. A taco, he assures, but in a bag for convenience. And made with high-end, Coruscanti delicacies, not the crude aboriginal toppings of Tatooine.

And Anakin is disgusted. Because this taco is not a taco. Not in the sense that Anakin means. It was mass prepared by droids in a factory, not individually crafted by the hands of someone who knows and loves him. It is filled with bland, blanched pastes, not the symphony of colors and flavors that represent a galaxy of cultures in the palm of his hand. It was made to be nibbled on alone, on the go, not enjoyed with all the people he loves when he made time specifically for them. It is everything that a taco isn’t. It’s empty. Void.

Soulless. Just like the Sith.

Palpatine- rather, Darth Sidious- lies dead at Anakin’s feet, his head cleanly and painlessly severed by an arc of brilliant azure.

With the death of Sidious comes the death of the War. Order 66 never happens. The Jedi Purge never happens. Darth Vader, Ben Kenobi, Fulcrum, and the Rebellion are never born, and Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Ahsoka Tano, and Padme Amidala never die. The Empire never rises from the ashes of the Republic. Bail Organa is elected Supreme Chancellor in the wake of Palpatine’s demise, and he ushers the Republic into a new golden age of peace and prosperity. Padme succeeds in convincing the Senate to pass the Clone Rights Bill, and millions of men rejoice as they are free to live as citizens of the Republic. 

And speaking of Padme- nine months have passed. She does not deliver her twins, dying, on a transport ship from Mustafar, but alive, well, and healthy in a hospital on Naboo, just as she had wanted so badly. She names her son Luke, and while Obi-Wan is still the first to hold him, it is not because of Anakin’s absence or Padme’s lack of strength. Anakin is right there, holding his wife’s hand because she still has one more baby to deliver. Obi-Wan is simply giving his assistance to a friend in need. And Anakin names his daughter Leia, and it is Ahsoka who holds her, torn between excited squeals of I get to be an AUNT, good Force she is the cutest little girl and a quiet, hushed reverence for the tiny life she holds in her hands. 

One final note on the Skywalker Family. Now that the War is over, it can be properly addressed: Anakin broke the Jedi Code, not merely by violating his vow of celibacy but by concealing this truth from the Council. Despite all he has done for the Order- which is acknowledged and given its due praise and recognition- he cannot be allowed to remain in it. Yoda, Mace, Aayla, and Obi-Wan- as well as many other Councilmen and Women- all wish it were not so, but the rules are very clear. And yet, Anakin is wise in this universe. He acknowledges his fault and his deception. He humbly accepts his expulsion, because he knows full well that he deserves it. And so he remains on good terms with the entirety of the Jedi Order. He is even allowed to keep his Lightsaber- because, Jedi though he may no longer be, the Force is still with him. And after all, this lightsaber is his life. 

Ahsoka is transferred to Obi-Wan to finish her padawan training. Anakin and Padme retire to Naboo, where they raise Luke and Leia in relative peace- that is to say, as much peace as you can get when your last name is Skywalker. They are happy. They are very happy. The twins love, and are in turn adored by, their Uncle Obi-Wan and Aunt Ahsoka, on their father’s side, and Uncle and Aunt Bail and Breha on their mother’s. They are doted upon by their Grandmother and Grandfather Naberrie (Padme’s parents) and spoiled by their Grandma and Grandpa Shmi and Cliegg, and Aunt and Uncle Beru and Owen. When it is discovered that they are both incredibly Force-Sensitive, Anakin has to practically wrestle the Council to not admit them to the Creche because all his Jedi friends want to train his children. Luke and Leia have, literally, thousands of uncles and/or cousins in the Clones, who are quite protective of their niece and nephew/baby cousins. No one is exactly sure what Satine is to them, but whatever it is, she has been quoted as saying, in private conversation, that she wishes they were hers, so clearly they have a loving relationship.

And when they are old enough to eat solid food, they, too, join the still-continuing throng of family that gather in Obi-Wan and Ahsoka’s living room every Tuesday for Tacos. 

And they love it.

[stellanslashgeode]

WIP Wednesday

I've been slowly putting together my Undercover Cop Becomes the Mafia Don's Daughter's Bodyguard AU, "Don't Get Captured" and here's a preview.

When a man is denied the right to live the life he believes in, he has no choice but to become an outlaw.

Chapter 1

  One-Thousand years of peace. One-thousand years since the Sith were vanquished. One-hundred plus since the Nihil Crisis. What a time to be alive.

  Sure, there were tons of problems all across the Republic and beyond. The bureaucracy was vast and creaky, prone to cronyism and corruption. Corporate overreach and colonialism. Piracy and crime syndicates.

  But that’s what the Jedi were for. With the Sith extinct, diplomacy and harmonious enforcement of Republic law was their most visible mandate, as well as religious instruction. Being an example to the Galaxy of what peace and justice can accomplish. A paragon of aspiration for the lay people of the Galaxy. At least that’s how it was supposed to work.

  Ahsoka Tano felt a mounting excitement for her impending graduation from the Academy. She wasn’t the most academically-inclined student, but she was shaping up to be an excellent Jedi. 

  She was running parade field drills and mentally revising the guest list for her graduation ceremony when she felt a prickling at the back of her neck, as if the Force were making her wary of upcoming fortuitous changes. She glanced to her right. Under the shade of an arcade walkway her master, Anakin Skywalker, was having an animated conversation with Grandmasters Yoda and Mace Windu. This was not an uncommon sight, her mentor often clashed with the senior leadership, but when he pointed to Ahsoka and then looked utterly exasperated she had a feeling life-altering changes were afoot. 

  That afternoon she was summoned to the northeastern temple spire, the Reassignment Council Tower. Her throat felt dry and she couldn’t help breaking out in a cold sweat. Nevertheless she gathered up what professional gravitas she could muster and reported in. 

  She was led to a small lounge rather than the main tower chambers. Mace greeted her and asked her to wait for a few minutes while he consulted a report a messenger had just delivered via datapad. It was strange seeing the normally stoic grandmaster seated casually on an armless sofa framed by the evening commute of thousands of Coruscant civilians. Yoda was seated nearby, his eyes closed in quiet contemplation. Her master, and his master Obi-Wan Kenobi opted to stand off to her left. Kenobi had a vaguely grave feeling about him while Anakin seemed worried. Ahsoka sought to empty her mind of desires and worry. She stood at attention holding her left wrist with her right hand patiently waiting for the meeting to begin in earnest.

  Eventually Mace scrolled down to the bottom of his message, signed the pad with its stylus, and handed it back to the messenger, who quietly departed. He put his hands in his lap and focused his attention on the young Togruta.

  “Padawan Tano, thank you for joining us.”

  “Yessir.”

  “We have a special assignment that requires a talented young Knight. We have gone over the personnel files and feel you are a perfect fit.”

  Ahsoka readjusted her posture to stand even more at attention. “Sir, I am not yet a Knight sir.”

  He almost smiled. “We are aware, Padawan Tano. We cannot divulge the exact nature of this special placement until you accept it. Only that it is undercover work. Deep cover. It may be the work of years. You would ascend to the rank of Knight, but in a private ceremony attended by only those in this room. In public, you would be stripped of all rank and privileges and escorted out of the Temple gates in disgrace, as a civilian. Do you understand?”

  Ahsoka slowly inhaled through her nose and nodded. “Yessir.”

  Yoda, still with his eyes closed, tapped his gimer stick cane on the marble floor. “Everyone in your own creche would consider you a failure, and a dropout. Consider this, before acceptance.”

  Ahsoka frowned. “Sir, is the assignment of such importance as to require such sacrifice?”

  Mace made his lips a tight line. “It is.”

  “Then I shall attend to the will of the Force and follow that path.”

  “You need to be sure of this, Ahsoka.” Anakin tried not to sound like he was pleading. Ahsoka could sense the emotional resonance of the four men and her master had the most trepidation about this mysterious assignment, followed closely by Obi-Wan.

  “Master, if this assignment is worth doing I would be honored to accept it. Glory be damned.”

  Yoda finally opened his eyes. “Damned? Curious choice of words you have.”

  “Are you confident in your decision, Padawan Tano?” Mace asked.

  “Sir, if this is to count as my Knight trials, I accept.”

  “One last thing,” Mace leaned back on his couch and crossed his legs. “Was there anything peculiar about the datapad I was reading earlier?”

  “Sir?”

  “Just generally, search your memory.”

  “Sir, there was a sticker on the back of it.”

  One of his eyebrows raised a millimeter. “What about it?”

  “It was a triangle.” Ahsoka closed her eyes, picturing the object in her mind.

  “What color?”

  “Purple, sir.” She tried not to have it sound like a question.

  Mace smiled warmly, which was always a welcome sight. Yoda looked over at him and nodded. Mace reached into his robes and retrieved a holoprojector disk. He thumbed it on, and it broadcast an image of an adult woman in an orange prison jumpsuit and white cowl, her hands cuffed behind her back, being escorted by two Corrie Guards flanking her. “Do you know who this is?”

  “Sir, that is formally-Jedi Master Luminara Unduli.”

  “She has done much damage to the Order’s reputation, do you know why?”

  “Sir, I believe she was sent to Mirial to bring that system’s criminal cartels to justice but co-opted them instead.”

  “The truth, this is.” Yoda muttered, looking away from the image. Viewing the image quite affected the four men. Ahsoka could feel Obi-Wan’s heart plummet in particular.

  “Supreme Chancellor Organa has asked us to redeem our honor by shutting her operation down.”

  “Sir?”

  “Yes, Padawan?”

  “Is she not in custody? Already serving a sentence?”

  Obi-Wan cleared his throat. “She is able to continue directing her syndicate from her prison cell.”

  Ahsoka looked over at him. “How? Didn't we put in the Spire?”

  Mace answered for him. “Since we were only able to charge her with tax evasion and money laundering, the most we could do is place her in a maximum-security facility where she retains visitation rights.”

  Ahsoka nodded.

  “You will be assigned to the Little Mirial district here in the Capitol. You will join the ranks of petty criminals and become affiliated with the Illuminated Syndicate. You will rise in the ranks and get as close to Luminara Unduli as you can. All the while, you shall be collecting intelligence on their activities. Hopefully, we get enough to wrap the organization up and put former Master Unduli in the Spire.” He gestured across the room. “Knight Skywalker has volunteered to become your handler, whom you shall covertly meet with to report your findings. Am I clear?”

  “Sir. Crystal clear, sir.”

  “No trepidations have you?” Yoda asked.

  “Sir. Of course I understand the gravity of the matter, that the Jedi Council not only requires my success, but the Supreme Chancellor as well. How could I refuse, sir?”

  Master Kenobi nodded and scratched his beard. “You are hereby taken off all regular duties to receive special training. From the Jedi in this room, and a select few others. Until then, find your peace and wrap up the affairs of your old life.”

  Ahsoka swallowed, and the gravity of what was being asked of her increased. Her old life, her new life. But what was her life if not service to the Jedi and the Living Force. Surely, she was making the correct decision. “Thank you, sir.”

  “You are dismissed, Padawan.”

  “Thank you, sir.” She took a few steps towards the door, then paused. “If I may, Master, Master Kenobi. Were you dueling earlier?”

  They exchanged looks before Anakin responded. “We did, to blow off some steam.”

  “It looks like you accidentally mixed up whose lightsaber was whose. Might want to fix that.” She turned again towards the turbolift.

  Anakin unhooked Kenobi’s saber from his belt. “Alright, pay up.”

  Obi-Wan dug in his pockets for a few loose credits. “We appear to have chosen the right candidate for the job.”

  Anakin looked at him darkly, then over to the grandmasters. “I’ve been clear about how I feel regarding my Padawan’s first assignment. But if I was to trust anyone to go into that den of snakes, it’s her.”

[inlovewithfictionalmensblog]

𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ; Anakin skywalker

The feeling of loving someone who doesn't feel the same.

Jedi partners, Y/n Jinn and Anakin skywalker, have always been inseparable , one could easily think that they were in love, but how wrong they would be , seeing as though anakin skywalker has always been in love with Padme and Y/n.. well y/n is another story.

Warnings : angst!!! Violence, sadness , tears , fluff , y/n is qui-gons Adoptive daughter. The other woman vibes.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・.✫・゜・。.

——𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 , and then years did. Y/n Jinn was only a four year old girl when qui gon found her and took her in with a lot of convincing in the council. He was allowed two padawans thanks to Windu and Yoda.

Y/n was a quiet, observant, and brave jedi, listening to what was said and seeing things others were too busy to notice. Y/n rarely trusted anyone. She was even skeptical of Obi-wan at times, but somehow, in a strange way, a young, talented boy by the name anakin skywalker managed to step in and earn her trust in only a matter of seconds.

'Are you a Goddess?' He had asked her. Staring at her down, he was a boy , none other than maybe three years younger than her. Dirty blond hair and bright ocean eyes , his face was musty and dusty, but to her, he was a little adorable boy, who was probably a slave. And when she had asked him, he got offended and corrected her. That was the day she decided that she could trust him.

There was something about him, and she couldn't quite figure it out, which was rare since she was always able to know everything and anything in just the look of their eyes.

Obi-wan had used it against her at times, claiming that she'd rather trust a boy she'd only met instead of the man who's always been like a brother to her. In which, he had a point. But y/n always dissed him and rolled her eyes.

Only days later , the worst had happened, and y/n was left devastated. She had been so angry and heartbroken, she'd wouldn't leave her bed for days. Only left it when windu came to her, giving her the news that she'd be assigned to a different jedi master. Which was himself, while Obi-wan officially became one himself and was to train anakin. Y/n felt it was unfair but she did not argue.

Four years had passed, and both Ani and y/n were assigned to a mission. It had been four years since they saw each other , but now Anakin was older and much taller. Not older than her, but unfortunately, taller. Y/n and Anakin had become best friends by the end of the mission, and to that day, they were still bestfriends. But unfortunately, as his best friend, y/n had to listen to him yap all about his crush onPadme Amidala.

Which never bothered her, no , of course it didn't. Why would it? He was her best friend and that was it. But soon, that changed. Y/n began to feel things she knew she shouldn't feel, and when they both returned to coruscant for a mission to protect padme, her feelings only grew.

Seeing anakin and padme together had destroyed her insides. When she saw padme comforting anakin after his mother's death, when she saw them playing in the field in naboo , saw them kiss under the deck by the lake. All those moments had hurt her, especially when he had confessed his undying love to padme.

Y/n didn't know what to do. Anakin noticed the change in y/n. Seeing how quiet she was, she barely spoke to him and looked at him in the eye , she barely even got close to him. He didn't know why, which was rare. Because he always knew why.

It was odd. The only time she spoke to him during the entire mission was when he lost his arm, she had fought count dooku with the help of obi-wan, she had fought so hard, Anakin didn't even know if it was her fighting. It was the last thing before he shut his eyes.

The last time was when he was scared to show her the new replacement for his hand.

"This doesn't change anything, ani." Her voice was soft, gentle. Anakin was so ashamed, he couldn't even look at her. "I wasn't too quick, y/n. If I was quick enough I would still have my hand."

Y/n shakes her hand and gently grabs his metal hand, closing it with hers, her gentle eyes meet his. "There wasn't anything you could've done. Count dooku was too strong, but that doesn't mean you were weak or slow." She takes a deep breath, contemplating things.

Anakin worries for a moment, seeing her distracted face. "What's wrong?" He questions. He's searching for her eyes. She shakes her head and lets go of his hand.

"Talk to me. I feel like you haven't talked to me through this entire mission." He pleads, the sun was setting, it was warm and they were still in naboo and standing exactly where he and padme kissed.

Y/n avoids his stare and sighs. She walks toward the rails and lays her arms on it while staring at the clear blue lake. "I'm leaving." She let's out, finally. Anakin is confused.

"Leaving back to coruscant? I understand master windu wants you back but surely you c—"

"No, ani." Y/n turns herself, her eyes burned from the tears that were already swimming up. Tears shimmered in her eyes, and she takes a moment, "I'm going back to my planet. Y/p/n."

Anakin is quiet, silent. " For how long?" He asks.

"I don't know." Is all she can say. She's shrugging, sniffling. "I just need a break, I've already ta—"

"What about me?"

She's staring at him now. He's sad, confused, hurt. He doesn't want her to go. "What about me?" He repeats . He steps closer, and she takes a step back. He pauses. Raising a brow, he senses there's more to it.

"Y/n what aren't you telling me?"

Y/n looks away, "Look at me." He tells her she does. Her eyes are glossy she can barely see him clearly. "What aren't you telling me?" He says. Softly, gently. But he's eager to know.

"Nothing. There's nothing more to say." She's quick and blunt with her response, but he's not having it. He shakes his head, not believing it. He walks closer to her, almost to intimidatingly. "Tell me."

Y/n shakes her head, "I can't." She breaks down, tears falling down uncontrollably. Anakin rushes to her, grabbing her and pushing her into his arms. He doesn't know why she's hurting so much, but he wants to know. He's eager to know what's hurting her so much.

She's sobbing, clutching onto his robes. She inhales his strong scent like it's the last thing ever. After minutes of silence , she speaks, "I can't love you anymore." She whispers. She instantly feels anakin freeze underneath her. Her cheek is still pressed against his chest. He's stiff.

"I can't do it." She says again and done again. There's only silence. Anakin didn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't that. He'd always loved y/n, but it was never like that. "I've loved you while you've loved her.." her voice breaks, Her arms tighten around anakin.

Anakin blinks.

"Talk to me." She says, but she doesn't pull away. "You haven't talked to me." She whispers, quieter. Anakin is shocked, to say the least—speechless.

"Y/n—" he's shaking his head now, a sad expression painted all over his face. His metal hand is cold on her skin, yet she can feel every inch of his rejection from just it. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you."

Y/n feels it. Feels her heart bleed from all the cracks. She nods. "It's padme, isn't it?"

"It's not just padme." Anakin is quick to say. He shakes his head, thinking hard. "I've just never seen you in that way. You've always been my best friend.."

Y/n pulls away in silence. "Y/n." His tone is soft. Y/n ignores him. She understands. She nods and smiles softly. She tries to smile genuinely. Anakin stands in front of her. He's just as hurt now. "I hope you get everything you want, Ani. Everything and more." Her tone is genuine. It's shaky and woggly.

"Y/n.."

There's many things she wants to say to him, but she'll just keep quiet. It's better that way, she's said enough. 'I love you, ani.' Is what she wants to say, 'choose me.' Is what she wants to say. But instead, she says the only thing she can.

"I love you more than a friend. I know I shouldn't, and I know it's wrong. But it's true." She says, sighing. "I can't be 'just friends' with you. I can't be just your friend, not when I'm thinking like this and it's not fair to you... these feelings.. this infatuation. But I can't do it anymore—I can't keep pretending to not love you anymore. Because even when I try not to... I end up loving you more. More than a friend should. I still want you more... more than you ever would me.." y/n doesn't look at him as she finishes. She avoids staring at him.

Y/n looks up to see him staring at her, but still, he doesn't say anything. "I love you, anakin. And it's because I love you, that i can't be near you anymore. "

She leaves him once again. He's standing straight. Staring into the lake, staring at the spot where y/n stood, confessing her love for him. All he did was stand pathetically. He doesn't chase after her, he doesn't scream for her. Because why would he?

He didn't feel anything for y/n, he loved padme. Padme was always his first choice, y/n was just his best friend . That's all she was, and all she'd ever be.

She was just 'the friend.'

In other words, she was the other woman. The woman he'd never choose, the one he'd never love.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・✫・゜・。.

[marymary-diva17]

New Padawan

anakin x padawan reader x Ashoka + the 501st

A young twi'lek girl had finally reach the rank of padawan, and she had been summoned to meet with grand master Yoda. The grand master had shared some wonderful news with the girl, the gurl had been shocked by the new that was shared between grand master and padawan. Now she had began her journey of padawan hood and maybe soon jedi knight, she was living the temple she once knew so well and heading off world to start her frist stage of being a padawan.

y/n " ohh I can't believe I'm really here" you had walked off the republic ship that drooped you off, the republic was one planet that had recently joined the republic.

y/n " okay I need to find the masters" you had been give orders to join this misson under the orders by Yoda himself, and now you were trying to find the jedi masters. You were totally lost at first until you spotted some clone troopers.

y/n " maybe they can help" you were about to go up the clone until they spotted you, and made their way towards you.

???? " hey kid are you from the temple and republic base with all the supplies and mission report"

y/n " yes I'm padawan learner Y/n l/n"

???? " well hello there kid I'm Jessie and his Hardcase"

y/n " hello I'm also looking for the jedi master as well I have news from grand master Yoda to share"

hardcase " well come with us kid we will bring you to them" you had nodded your head and soon followed them, you felt very nervous about this situation as you are meeting well know jedi masters. You had only see them from a distance and never talk to them in person.

Jessie " don't worry kid there no battle here we are safe"

y/n " oh that good to know"

hardcase " well let hope your new is good kid we are going to need some good new right now" after some walking you soon reach a group of people that seem to be talking among each other, soon the two trooper stopped walking.

Jessie " sorry for interrupting the meeting generals and everyone but we have a guest here from the temple" soon everyone looked at you as you were standing there.

Jessie " this is padawan y/n she has arrived from the temple with the supplies and some new"

Obi-wan " welcome padawan y/n"

y/n " hello"

Plo koon " i was not told a padawan will be joining us after the misson has anyone been assigned a new student"

Obi-wan " not me yoda mention nothing to me at all"

Plo koon " nothing ti was well anakin and Ashoka"

Ashoka " well I did talk with master Yoda not to long ago but taking a padawan as I feel like I will be good teacher"

anakin " you are to young spins maybe the kdis here to be taught by one of us that have been here longer"

Ashoka " oh come on you don't trust me skyguy I can be a good teacher"

Obi-wan " enough both of you are acting like a child like the padawan speak"

y/n " thank you master kenbio well I have been assigned as master anakin skywalker padawan ...."

anakin " see I told you the kid has been assigned to be experience jedi snips maybe wait a couple more years"

y/n " well I have also be assigned as master ashoka tank padawan as well" everyone had gotten quite while looking at you as you were, sharing the news.

ashoka " see sky guy I did a padawan"

anakin "is has to be fake"

y/n " no master with all respect this has been set and decided on my grand master Yoda, if you wish to speak with him you can but he said it was the good idea and I cna learn from you both"

obi-wan " this had never happen before a padawan having two masters"

Plo koon" We will have to obey Yoda words and go with his decisions, this might be good for both of you in the end she can learn many things"

ashoka " looks like you are stuck with me for a bit longer sky guy, first we share the 501st and now a padawan"

anakin " yes it seems like that"

ashoka " well come on kid let me show you around and introduce you to the troopers see you all later" ashoka soon walked towards you and soon started guiding you away from the everyone as jessie and hardcase had left a while ago.

anakin " well master if you excuse me I most go help Ashoka with our padawan" anakin soon went after the two he was soon able to join them, as obi-wan and pro koon watched even they were confused about the move Yoda had done.

[fictionfromthevoid]

Headcanons - Saving Anakin Skywalker

this is part 2 of my Anakin Skywalker best friend Headcanons x so make sure to read them.

when he first starts having nightmares about Padme dying you are on a mission, so you learn about it only after he has talked to Yoda and Obi-Wan

since you know about their marriage he can talk to you a lot more freely

You don't necessarily believe that the nightmares are visions, because no Naboo with access to medical care has died in childbirth in like a thousand years

But you also know that telling him that would be of no use because he is convinced of it and terribly afraid

So you take his fear seriously and promise to help him keep Padme safe

This takes a huge weight off his chest because you are the first one to really be there for him. Obi-Wan tells him to keep his feelings under better control and Yoda to be happy that people become one with the force. 2 things that did nothing to soothe his unbearable fear.

So when you tell him that you understand his fear and are there to help him he will hug you and thank you because he is so relieved that he isn't alone anymore

When he has nightmares and you two are on a mission, Padme is away, doesn't take them seriously or he just doesn't want to bother and disturb her constantly he often ends up at your door.

You either talk it out over a warm cup of tea, tears and hugs or you hold him until he has fallen asleep again. When he's asleep you try your best to keep nightmares away from him with the help of the force, often losing sleep yourself in the process

You do research about death in childbirth and use the temple achieves to learn about force healing and other ways to prevent death through the force

You keep him updated with your findings. This makes him really feel like you care and assures him that you are actually trying to help him and therefore strengthens his trust in you

When Anakin is assigned Palpatine's bodyguard you are alarmed. Anakin has told you that he convinced him to kill Doku and wanted him to leave Obi-Wan behind and since then you don't trust the Chancellor one bit.

You have no idea what his intentions are but you are just suspicious of him.

So you always ask him what they have talked about and try to set his mind right when you spot manipulation against the Jedi

Palpatine tries to break Anakins trust in you

So when Anakin becomes distant you confront him and ask him what Palpatine has told him

You talk it out and he goes out of the conversation with more trust in you than ever and a slight wariness against Palpatine

So when he is waiting in the council chamber for Windu and the other council members to take hold of Sidious he asks you to wait with him because he knows that he might not be able to stay there on his own

You are there to comfort him and help him detangle his thoughts

He tells you about how Palpatine might be his only chance of saving Padme, but you make him understand that it is not improbable that the chancellor put the visions in his mind in the first place

if he was able to conceal himself from the Jedi order for so long and presumably has the power to manipulate the Midi-Chlorians he might as well manipulate Anakin's mind

You keep him in the temple long enough for Windu to be able to kill Palpatine

When you feel the disturbance in the force as the darkness lifts from the galaxy you hold him as he grieves

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All paths lead here. Part seven

Master list

A little more Smut in this one but not loads.

Conflicted Anakin.

Morning came too fast, the bright sun beaming through the open curtains. You groan at the sound of a communicator beeping in another room. Anakin shifts beside you, sitting up and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. He looks back at you, a smile forming on his face. This was right. He thought to himself. A feeling of an incoming presence catches his mind. Anakin dresses quickly.

"My Padawan is approaching. You should dress my love." He kisses your hair before marching into the living area. His Padawan stands by the elevators.

"Good morning Snips." Anakin bounced over to her.

"Master, are you…um Master Kenobi is on his way up." She looked around herself.

"Good, I need to speak to you both." He shows Ahsoka to the sofas and asks if she would like some tea. The fourteen year old accepts and waits, knowing in her chest her world will shatter at any moment.

You awake and dress stepping out to the living area.

"Good morning Ahsoka. Excuse me, I have some work I need to get on with." You leave them for your study. There was no work to do, but you could feel the tension in the room between them.

The lifts ding and Obi-Wan steps into the apartment. Anakin took in a long breath, searching for the right words. His master stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

"We have unfortunate news this morning. Where is the Senator?" The elder man asked. Anakin kills his thoughts of leaving the order when his master explains the situation.

"Padme gathered intel that new battle.droids are being made on Geonosis." Obi-Wan explained, "we have to go."

"If you're going to war, how can I go with you? I have no skills for battle." You don't want to panic.

"We will teach you, there will be plenty of clone troopers. Yoda has agreed to assign you your own garrison. They will protect you but also train you in the use of blasters and battle plans. Anakin and I can teach you other things," his eyes flick momentarily to Anakin, "you will be safe."

You agree.

"We will also not be the only Jedi fighting." Obi-Wan finished.

"Very well. I will make myself ready," you stand from your place on the sofa.

"The Chancellor has requested to see you both before we leave." He indicates to you and Anakin. The latter stands to walk with you.

"Wait, what did you want to tell us?" Ahsoka calls out. Anakin meets your eyes briefly.

"It can wait." He mumbled, guiding you to the elevator with a hand on the base of your spine. When the doors close and you are finally alone you lean into him. Anakin shifts, making you stand back on both feet.

"What did I do?" You blurt.

"Nothing, we just…we can't do this right now." He folds his arms over his chest, effectively cutting himself from you. You mouth an 'oh', stepping further away from him. You can't stop yourself from scratching your palm and biting the inside of your mouth. The rest of the journey to the Senate building is quiet. You speak only when necessary. Anakin holds his hand out to help you into the speeder but you ignore it. A pain in his chest twinges.

The Chancellor welcomed you both into his office, quickly ushering everyone else out.

"Wonderful to see you both. Listen I am not best pleased that you are both going to Geonosis. It frightens me that you'll be in such an awful place so soon after your ordeal y/n. I have fetted the clones for your squad and they are of utmost skilled and loyal men."

"Thank you Chancellor. I appreciate that." You reply before excusing yourself from their present. Palpatine turns to Anakin.

"Is everything okay my boy?" He asks. Anakin slumps his shoulders and falls into a chair.

"I've done…things I should not have."

Palpatine circles his desk to sit beside the Jedi.

"You and I both know in this war and this galaxy some rules must be bent. For the good of the republic."

"I'm not sure if it is the republic I do them for."

"I understand. The heart is a strong muscle and can often over power the mind. The things I would have done for my own love had she returned my feelings. Alas I was unlucky in matters of the heart." Palpatine nostalgically thought back to his younger years.

"I am conflicted. As a Jedi should I always follow my mind? What if my mind aligns with my heart, even though I know it is wrong?"

"Anakin, my dear boy. Your heart is what brought you here to start with." The office doors open and you walk back in, "well, I have much work to do. Please stay here, I will have the squad sent to you momentarily. Anakin, your body knows exactly what you should do." He pats the youngest hand before leaving the room. You shuffle awkwardly forward.

"Anakin, I don't know what I did to upset you-" he cuts you off by slamming himself into you. His lips are crashing into yours and he pushes you until your back hits a wall. His hands feel like they are everywhere, pulling the hem of your skirts up to your waist and digging into your thighs.

"I panicked, I'm sorry. You did nothing wrong. I love you." He panted between words. You can feel his erection pressing against your heat and wetness coats your underwear.

"Kriff." Anakin growls out, one hand raises and flicks the door lock across the room. He pulls his fully hard dick from his trousers and lifts you up, your back still against the wall. He is using the force to hold you so he can use both hands, pushing your underwear aside and lining himself up. You're pulled down onto him and he fills you quickly and completely. There are no niceties from the night before. No gentleness in his movements. This is not the making love of your first time but a pure passionate display of his need and want of you. His breath pants onto your neck as he thrusts into you. Your hands clutch at his robes and hair trying to gain anchorage to him.

"You're mine, now." He purrs into your ears. "No one else will ever have you now."

Your moans are enough to confirm your agreement. Is he….he is….Anakin Skywalker is using the force to stimulate your clit as he fucks into you, sloppy kisses left on the exposed skin of your neck.

"Anakin, I'm going to-" you don't get to finish the sentence, your orgasim hits like a train, bursting from you with a cry of his name. Anakin fucks your through the pleasure until his own end comes and his seed spills into you once more. He doesn't pull from you straight away. Holding your body to the wall he leans against you further.

"We shouldn't be doing this." He whispers, "but I'm not going to stop. I want you to marry me, y/n."

"Yes, of course I will. Anakin I love you." You're gripping onto him, legs shaking with the effort of still being held against the wall. As Anakin's dick softens it slips from you and you feel the combined slick drip down your thigh.

"I should see a doctor before we leave. It could be difficult to explain a child." Your words strike something in him, a yearning he was unaware of. A wicked smile creeps along his face.

"No, I…I'd like to have a child with you. If you would want that, I mean."

You can't decipher the emotions in his eyes but they fill your stomach with flutters of excitement and fear.

"Well, if it happens then." You say.

"I love you." He smiles once, it drops and then reappears brighter and wider.

"I love you too Ani." You whisper.

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Ahsoka Tano: From Padawan to Galactic Guardian

We're just about teetering on the edge of summer, and you can almost hear the lightsabers hum in anticipation as Disney+ prepares to roll out the highly-awaited series, "Ahsoka."

Set for release this coming August, the show promises to take us on an epic journey over the course of eight riveting episodes. Now, as we wait with bated breath for the curtain to rise on Ahsoka's solo act, how about we take a nostalgic walk down memory lane and trace her thrilling odyssey from an eager Padawan to a formidable Galactic Guardian.

Ahsoka Tano, a character first introduced in the animated series "Star Wars: The Clone Wars," has undergone significant development since her initial appearance. From her fledgling days as Anakin Skywalker's spirited Padawan to a key figure in the impending series "Ahsoka," her development has been nothing short of extraordinary.

Ahsoka in The Clone Wars & Rebels

When Ahsoka Tano first appeared in "Star Wars: The Clone Wars," she was introduced as a talented but impulsive Jedi Padawan, assigned to Anakin Skywalker by Master Yoda. Over the course of the series, Ahsoka's character evolved significantly. She started as a somewhat naive apprentice, but her experiences during the war and her close relationship with Anakin allowed her to grow into a capable and independent young Jedi.

However, Ahsoka's journey in "The Clone Wars" was not always smooth sailing, as she faced numerous trials, both physical and moral. She was captured by Trandoshans, led a group of younglings on a perilous journey, and even faced the notorious Sith Lord, Darth Maul.

Pivotally, however, it was the bombing of the Jedi Temple, an event for which Ahsoka was wrongly blamed, that led to her most significant character development.

Accused of a crime she did not commit, Ahsoka was expelled from the Jedi Order and put on trial. Although her innocence was eventually proven, the incident left Ahsoka disillusioned with the Jedi Order, and she chose to walk away. This marked a significant turning point in Ahsoka's story, setting her on a new path as a lone wolf navigating the galaxy's tumultuous landscape.

Ahsoka's story continued in "Star Wars: Rebels" as the mysterious character known as Fulcrum. Now operating outside the confines of the Jedi Order, Ahsoka used her skills and knowledge to assist the burgeoning Rebel Alliance against the Galactic Empire.

Her role in "Rebels" showed a more mature Ahsoka, one who had learned to rely on her instincts and intelligence rather than just her Force abilities. She was no longer the young and somewhat naive Padawan but a wise and formidable force in her own right.

Ahsoka's past came back to haunt her when she faced her former master, Anakin, now the Sith Lord Darth Vader, in a dramatic and emotional confrontation. Despite the pain and betrayal, Ahsoka showed incredible strength, vowing not to leave Anakin a second time.

At the end of "Rebels," Ahsoka set out on a new mission to find the missing Ezra Bridger, a young Jedi who had disappeared during the liberation of his home planet, Lothal. This journey is expected to be continued and explored in the upcoming "Ahsoka" series.

Ahsoka's Appearance in The Mandalorian: Connection to Rebels and Beyond

Ahsoka Tano made her live-action debut in "The Mandalorian," portrayed by Rosario Dawson. Here, we see her as a seasoned warrior, pursuing her own missions independent of any faction.

Her appearance in "The Mandalorian" not only serves as a bridge between her past roles in "The Clone Wars" and "Star Wars: Rebels," but it also sets the stage for her upcoming standalone series, "Ahsoka."

When we last saw her in "Rebels," she was setting off on a mission to find the missing Ezra Bridger. It seems this quest is still ongoing during her appearance in "The Mandalorian," as she is seen interrogating an Imperial Magistrate about the whereabouts of Grand Admiral Thrawn, a high-ranking officer of the Galactic Empire known for his strategic brilliance….and also the last known person to have contact with Ezra Bridger.

Thrawn's name-drop in "The Mandalorian" signals that he is still a significant player in the galactic events and suggests a direct connection between Ahsoka's mission and the unresolved storyline from "Rebels."

Furthermore, Ahsoka's refusal to train Grogu, the Child, citing her experience with Anakin Skywalker, shows her character's growth. It reflects the wisdom she's gained from her own experiences and the lessons she's learned from her former master's downfall.

Ahsoka's appearance in "The Mandalorian" serves as a springboard for her upcoming series. It connects the unresolved plot threads of "Rebels," particularly her mission to find Ezra Bridger and confront Grand Admiral Thrawn, to her future adventures.

Ahsoka in the Upcoming Series

The upcoming series "Ahsoka" is set to expand on her character's journey even further. As Ahsoka investigates an emerging threat to the galaxy following the fall of the Empire, we are set to witness a more mature and seasoned version of Ahsoka.

Her character's evolution is even reflected in her physical appearance. Dawson noted that the character's montrals had been rebuilt with "technology that didn't even exist when we first started," resulting in them being longer and having a 3D-printed skeleton inside them that allowed for more fluid movement​​.

Additionally, the series is also set to feature a younger version of Ahsoka, hinting at possible flashbacks to her past that could enrich our understanding of her character. This gives us an opportunity to see how far Ahsoka has come, not just from her days as a Padawan, but also from her younger years.

Conclusion

So, there we have it - Ahsoka Tano's remarkable transformation, from her humble beginnings as a headstrong Padawan, to the wise, independent force seen in Rebels and Mandalorian, is a testament to the rich storytelling and character development that's become synonymous with Star Wars. As we await the unveiling of "Ahsoka" this August on Disney+, one can't help but marvel at how Ahsoka has truly evolved into one of the most beloved characters in the Star Wars Universe.

The highly anticipated series "Ahsoka" is set to debut in August 2023 on Disney+ and will consist of eight episodes.

Are you looking forward to watching Ashoka on Disney+?

Did I forget any key moments about Ahsoka’s past?

Let me know in the comments below and remember; it might be a lot of simple tricks and nonsense, but the force will be with you, always.