#anakin: *stabs him* hi :D

[musewrangler]

How about a Dracula au for the Skywalker family (plus Han and our favorite imperials)

I’ve been doing Dracula daily and am in the mood for vampires

Ok this is a fun one! You're full of the good ideas for this. :D Thank you!

Luke thinks something really creepy is happening with this Count Palpatine, but he can't quite put his finger on it. He's good with making the best of things after all, and frankly his Tatooine based firm sending him off planet to do this audit was a dream come true. This part of the planet was nice and cool and he thought it was pretty in its own way if a bit creepy. Besides, he has lots of time to write messages to his fiance, Mara.

Mara feels like Luke's messages are getting increasingly weirder, even for a farmboy. She shows his messages to Leia, Colonel Veers, Dr. Han Solo, and Captain Piett, as well as the twins' estranged father, Professor Anakin Skywalker. Anakin is suspicious from the get go, having had many vampiric encounters around the galaxy.

Mara travels to Naboo when a message reaches her that Luke is very ill. Around the same time, back on Alderaan, mysterious things start happening and Anakin travels from Coruscant to meet them when he hears of this and informs them that they are dealing with a very powerful vampire who is creating more vampires on Alderaan. They form a small band and begin to make a name for themselves as they hunt and kill vampires. But they can't seem to catch the main one.

Mara and Luke return from Naboo with Luke much improved and happy to announce that Mara is his wife. Mara shares what she learned from Luke and the medics about Count Palpatine. This confirms Anakin's suspicions about the identity of the powerful vampire. Piett---being very skilled with weaponry--- sources silver imbued knives. Mara produces her own from the sheath on her leg---Anakin sees the glint in her eye that doesn't bode well for Palpatine.

Mara begs Luke to kill her if she is to be cursed to be a vampire after her death. Luke is fiercely determined this won't happen and it is he who decapitates Count Palpatine as Dr. Solo stabs him through the heart with one of the wooden stakes Veers had carved for them all. Due to the success of this unlikely team in killing Palpatine, they decided to go into the Vampire hunting business around the galaxy, and so the SSD Executor, captained by Piett, strikes fear in the dead hearts of vampires when she appears in a system.

[grapenehifics]

WIP Wednesday (3/3)

This is it; the final WIP Wednesday before Pick Up the Pieces starts going up on AO3! I am simultaneously extremely and not at all ready. ANYway, part 1 and part 2 are linked here...or you can wait eleven more weeks and read it when it shows up in the fic :D

For two whole seconds, not only their table but every table on the floor went deadly silent. Then all hell broke loose. “Why I oughta…” the Besalisk started, but didn’t have time to finish before headbutting Anakin in the gut so hard Anakin flew backwards, landing on his ass directly on top of the table next to theirs. The Besalisk and the Trandoshan had both stood up, and were reaching for his neck, hands outstretched. The Ugnaught was standing on their card table, gathering up whatever credit chips the other two had left behind in their haste to throttle Anakin.

But Anakin’s sudden arrival had also disturbed the card game that he was currently sitting on, so all four of those players wanted to pummel him, too. “Hey!” Anakin shouted as he tucked and rolled, trying to get underneath the table and out of range of flailing arms. “Don’t come for me! He’s the one who hit me!” He pointed at the Besalisk. Only one of the card players was dumb enough to fall for this, but it only took one. The Besalisk and the Trandoshan were now waylaid by four more people, and that number soon increased to eight when Anakin, who had made it under the table, quickly stood up, tossing the table off his back and over and to the side. Cards, drinks, chips, and credits went flying everywhere.

The Trandoshan, at some point, had noticed the Ugnaught, and was trying to chase them down, but was slowed by a drunken Weequay who had jumped on her back. Anakin ducked a punch from a man who looked human but was twice as tall as Anakin was, and then, while he was crouched down anyway, bit someone else on the leg and ran away before they could catch him. He grabbed an ale glass from off the ground and smashed it over someone else’s head, then grabbed another one and took a long drink before ducking yet another punch. He threw the empty glass over his shoulder, letting it fall where it would.

He’d lost sight of his original companions, by that point, but that was all right. He had a train to catch, anyway. He wove underneath the legs of a Lasat, who never paused in clobbering the human he was holding by the shirt collar, and stopped by the door.

Anakin allowed himself a moment to turn, watch, and enjoy the mayhem he had caused. There wasn’t a single patron who wasn’t engaged in some sort of brawl. Even Maz Kanata, who ran this particular dive, was busy trying to hold back an Ongree who appeared to be trying to smother a Zabrak.

“Hey, Maz!” Anakin shouted over the din, and she looked up at him, the sunlight streaming through the window glinting off her goggles.

“This better be worth it!” she shouted back, stabbing a ringed finger angrily in his direction. “You boys still owe me from last time!”

“Love you too, Maz!” Anakin called happily, then ducked to avoid a glass that hit the door frame exactly where his head had been a second before. He heard the train whistle again and decided not to push his luck (considerable though it may be). He ran outside, dodging blaster bolts, this time (the fight had apparently escalated from a brawl to a shootout, sometime in the last couple of seconds, but Anakin couldn’t help that now).

He ran through the courtyard and into the forest. It was easy to find what he was looking for, what with the way the gravtrain shuddered and shook everything in a five-klick radius around it. The shaking got worse the closer Anakin got, and by the time he could see the train the ground was shaking so badly he worried the planet’s crust might split in two beneath his feet.

“Come on, come on,” he muttered to himself, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

It was obvious why Maz wanted this damn train off her planet. There was a gash right down the middle of the forest, where employees of the Czerka Arms Corporation had felled rows upon rows of ancient trees and then left the detritus to rot where it lay. Even the trees that were still standing, on either side of the track line, were black with soot. Anakin breathed in smoke, despite the fact that he was standing on damp, almost wet, earth.

The gravtrain roared closer. The second the engine car passed Anakin, he started counting out loud to himself. “One, two, three,” he said, and then he jumped.

[tarisilmarwen]

Ahsoka: "Master and Apprentice" & "Toil and Trouble" Liveblog

Let's GOOOOOOOOOOOO! :D

We've added Marrok and Hyuang and one of the mercenaries and Chopper and Sabine to the opening character swivels, nice.

Digging this drum cue.

And we get an opening crawl! Nice.

Hilariously this bridge sequence feels more Star Trek than Star Wars.

Good for this captain he's very suspicious.

Hi Baylan! Hi Shin!

Aaaaaaaand they all dead.

All right, well thus far I can say I definitely like Baylan's heavy forceful presence and Shin's near feral nimbleness and speed.

Also digging the general Black Knight feel of Baylan, when he calls her "Lady Morgan" here.

Definitely feeling Zeffo vibes off this temple here.

Aligning the pedestals to light up each of the map icons definitely feels like it'd be a perfect JFO minigame lol.

That... is a Treasure Planet map.

Love how these droids move.

Welp, they blew up quite a bit of the ruins.

HEEEEERRAAAAAAAAAA! :D

Oh and she does have the lekku markings, nice.

I'm sorry, lol, the height difference is gonna bug me, Ahsoka with her large montrals was like... one of the tallest characters on the show and LA!Hera's got inches on her here it's unintentionally hilarious.

Makes LA!Ahsoka look like a shrimp.

This is a call to improve the alien makeup Disney, I'm sorry I will never not be disappointed in it.

My heart. :(((( Hera came to believe that Thrawn (and most likely Ezra too) died in the Liberation of Lothal. The quiet fearful hope on her face as she's holding this map.

"If Thrawn survived, does that mean Ezra--?"

FRICK I WAS NOT PREPARED.

And Lothal looks beautiful. *sniffles*

Hi Ryder!

And Jai Kell got to be Lothal's senator! SWEET.

BEAAAAAAAAN!

The camera shot that introduces her. *chef kiss*

Sabine being A MESS because she misses Ezra so much and she can't stand being at the dedication ceremony honoring him. :((((

There she goes to the tower.

KITTY!

SKRUNKLES MY LOVE!

We don't ever learn its name do we? Then I'm calling it Skrunkles.

OHHHHH I heard Sabine's theme! With the pan down to her stored armor.

The cat is really too cute, they did a fantastic job on it.

Ezra's theme playing too aaaaaaaand frick I'm dead.

"Hey Sabine! Sorry for disappearing on you." YOU HAD BETTER BE SORRY YOU LITTLE SHIT.

Ha ha now I understand all the weird Sabezra related asks I got over the weekend, y'all were trying to warn me.

Like I've said before, canon validation isn't my be all end all, I love these two and that's not gonna stop.

SORRY DAVE, I'VE BEEN ON THE HELL TRAIN TOO LONG, YOU CAN'T GET ME OFF NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO.

Also? Eman is nailing this.

And there's the Nightsister reveal.

I'm slightly confused as to how and why Baylan knows that Ahsoka had Sabine as her apprentice.

Like, where to find Sabine, that's easy, obviously she's on Lothal, she's the local hero and protector.

But why does he know about Ahsoka's connection to her?

Anyway, Lothal still looks beautiful.

Bury me in Sabine having maybe prophetic nightmares and waking up gasping Ezra's name.

*weeps*

"Everyone was there." "Not everyone."

OW PAIN STABBING.

Natasha is killing it with this look like she's trying to hold back from crying.

They cut out the "It's been a while." line, huh. Interesting choice.

Oooooooo Sabine has doodles in one of the bunks on Ahsoka's ship!

This dialogue seems a bit redundant to the Hera-Ahsoka scene. Like, isn't this the same conversation she had with Hera?

I can't get over it, lol, it's literally a Treasure Planet map. Love it.

"The map stays here." You're going to turn around and Sabine's is gonna be GONE honey.

See, told ya. Lol.

Callbacks to Maul scenes from Phantom Menace, nice.

Skrunkles is adorable. I love him.

Ohhhhhh we are definitely exploring Ahsoka's lingering guilt over leaving the Order, leaving Anakin, before his Fall.

That design looks a bit like a Celtic knot. Maybe tying into the whole Authurian legend theme with some of the names and aesthetics?

WOAH OKAY HA HA EZRA GOT THRAWN WAAAAAAAAY MORE LOST THAN WE'D THOUGHT.

Sabine are you seriously planning to go off looking for Ezra by yourself?

You've got it baaaaaad girl.

Okay, glad they finally explained where the turbolift was in this thing lol.

Youuuuuuuu didn't need to lurk, Shin? Literally could have just taken the map and left?

Ho ho Shin grabbing the lightsaber in order to throw Sabine around.

Ooof that's gonna scar.

Soooooo was Shin just being Extra and wanting to fight another Jedi?

Bet that was it.

"For our friend, Ray" RIP good man. :(

Star charts credits nice!

These are gorgeous and I wanna study them so much more closely. I think there's a chimera? Some kind of worm thing.

PURRGIL!

The score is also excellent and I love Sabine's theme and Ezra's theme throughout.

Bet Sabine had to spend quite a while in a bacta tank. Good thing she got medical attention right away.

Corvus?

Seatos! Okay. And a "reflex point"? Color me intrigued.

Loth-kittes aww.

Ahsoka's looooong sigh when she sees that Sabine's been rewatching Ezra's holo, lol.

IS THAT A USB CORD? LOLOL.

A lovely little moment between Hera and SAbine here.

Nightsister ichor!

I am loving the star map.

"Thrawn calls to me... across time and space." Okay lady sure take a cold shower before your crush gets too hot okay.

So there are a LOOOOOT of plot McGuffins in this story thus far lol.

I'm sorry, Shin's actress is so dead I need her to emote more in her quiet scenes, simply being vicious and feral in fights isn't working.

The Phantom II looks so beautiful.

CHOPPER! HELLO MUDERBOT I MISSED YOU.

Oh wow we're actually exploring the fact that rebuilding the New Republic is messy and complicated and you can't just fire and/or jail a bunch of low level civilian machiners just because they worked on Imperial ships.

And we're ALSO getting some hard-handed slapping Ahsoka in the face with the fact that she's a mess and needs to deal with her mess.

"I see you still have your lightsaber." "Ezra's lightsaber."

AW FRICK THE WAY THAT CORRECTION GOT ME.

Filoni I love the messy prickly falling out between Ahsoka and Sabine but I would really like... ONE paragraph of exposition about why Sabine went to Ahsoka and asked to be trained, or however that happened.

I mean I know I can inference that she was desperate to feel closer to Kanan and Ezra and mourning them and trying to be the hero Lothal needed and worked up in her feelings about, "If Ezra's not here to be Lothal's Jedi I have to be." but the general audience might need some help.

OH GOSH THAT LITTLE SWALLOW AS SHE TAKES HER SABER AGAIN AND LOOKS AT IT.

So I'm confused is it that the New Republic was lazy and/or too trusting/too willing to give ex-Imperials another chance just to keep some kind of order and peace and infrastructure in place or are they just that bad at uncovering spies?

Because there is a good point that not everyone who worked for the machine of the Empire has to be rooted out and displaced from their jobs and livelihoods, that just builds resentment, makes it easier for the Imperial Remnant to gain support.

At the same time though I feel like this is tying into the general New Canon "The New Republic is incompetent." trend that I'm not a fan of.

Next setpiece yay!

Love Ahsoka using the droid as a body shield.

LOL CHOPPER.

Oh, have we remembered we need to clear atmosphere BEFORE jumping? Thanks that's great. SW been slacking on that.

Oh what? Oh this is new, hang on the bulleted lists have a character limit.

Where were we?

The new Chopper model is so much more expressive than the one they build before, it looks great. Very much like the cartoon.

SKRUNKLES I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.

And cue the Kanan parallel scene with Sabine.

OH FRICK THE SCENE AT THE MEMORIAL I'M NOT READY FOR THIS.

Gimme a minute.

Right so even if you don't ship them, their bond is hugely undeniable, they are in fact the Most Important People to each other, she misses him so much and she's been drowning in her grief about him.

Ngl the finger touch is still getting me.

"It's more me." Frick, how she's been hiding away from her true self, essentially cosplaying as Ezra because she thought that was what Lothal needed, and now she's struggling to understand who she is now.

MY GIRLS ARE MESSY AND EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED AND SO SO FLAWED AND I LOVE IT.

Oh what?

Are they building a hyperspace ring? A special one???

Oh OHHHHHH ARE THEY BUILDING A SUPER STARGATE EQUIVALENT?

(Reference, on the show Stargate SG-1 the plot revolves around a network of alien wormhole transportation devices called stargates, that connect to each other across the galaxy. But to connect to OTHER galaxies you either needed a plot device energy source called a ZPM or YOU HAD TO BUILD A REALLY REALLY BIG HUGE HONKING STARGATE.)

Ohhhhhhhhhhh they are MAKING A SHIP CAPABLE OF EXITING THE GALAXY I WAS RIGHT.

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE THAT WAS A RUSH.

I am very nicely happy with how things are unfolding, aside from a few nitpicks here and there about the worldbuilding and backstory that's been kept from us. (Ahsoka and Sabine's whole... everything.)

But it does not look like Sabine is Force Sensitive, which I'm glad about. I've seen a couple people salty about her being a Jedi and honestly between the two options of "Make her Sensitive and retcon large parts of Rebels" or "It's a new era, there are No More Rules, we can't be picky about who we take on as Jedi so sure let's have a non-Sensitive, Ahsoka maybe thought it was safer that way anyway", I know which one I'm picking.

The whole plot with the celestial navigation is fascinating. I need to study screencaps of the starmap and the end credits for clues because WOAH BOY DID I NOT EXPECT EXPANDING BEYOND THE GFFA.

Ezra baby come hoooooooooome. :(((( Your girl misses you.

Wew lad, I hope there are plenty of gifsets, 'cause Imma reblog 'em all.

[thewriterowl]

i feel like luke “was given a glowing plasma sword and then the guy who was going to train him immediately got his shit rocked so he hasn’t yet had time to have the importance and significance of lightsaber etiquette drilled into his head” skywalker would 100% use his lightsaber to roast marshmallows with

and i feel like anakin “has absolutely had the importance and significance of lightsaber etiquette drilled into his head” skywalker has, and some point, as well

Luke: (with the shiny saber) Oh it's hot...let's make toast and make s'mores! :D

Anakin: (with the shiny saber) Oh it's hot....LET'S STAB PEOPLE :D

[ragnarlothcat]

Had some random thoughts in the morning, you know that joke where you "steal a kids nose" the gotta nose :D Well what if it freshly knighted Obi Wan and his Padawan Anakin where he does these "ho ho got your nose" but Anakin starts crying because he really believes His master just stole his nose

Also the Ani little happy dmace after killing Merrik what if he turns to Obi Wan all giddy expecting to be praise for stopping him blowing up the ship

Either this is an AU where Obi-Wan and Anakin meet much earlier (which does sound adorable!) or else poor Anakin is very slow to pick things up for a nine year old 😂 The concept is cute though and we do know Obi-Wan is good with kids! Imagine Obi-Wan had ended up with a tiny Anakin? Too cute! Maybe for an AU where Anakin was found as a baby and raised in the creche which I'm sure has been done but I now suddenly want to go read 🤔

I like that we're all still talking about the post-murder happy dance because it is charming. I don't know if Anakin would have been expecting praise for murdering Merrik but he did save everyone's lives and saved Obi-Wan from having to kill a person in front of Satine I guess. And yeah Anakin could have cut off Merrik's arm but that doesn't seem to have occurred to Obi-Wan either (which is weird because that's sort of his signature move at this point) so maybe Anakin genuinely thought it was the only thing to be done? Maybe he did think he deserved praise and got mild disapproval instead. Still, pretty positive for having stabbed a guy!

[certified-anakinfucker]

tagged by @patchmates — WELCOME TO THE CIRCUS ♥️ i’m doing this on mobile like an ass so sorry abt the formatting

Rules: Name six Star Wars characters (dead or alive) you would invite as guests to a dinner party.

In no particular order!

1) Canon Anakin Skywalker. I’ll just bite him if he gets mean and put him in the timeout corner.

2) Teenage Mace Windu. Like, fifteen year old Mace. Because I love him care him adore him and he wreaks havoc

3) Rachi Sitra. Anyone who can kick Vader’s ass multiple times is a friend of mine.

4) Darth Vindican. He’s hot. And a Sith Pureblood. And embarked on a journey to find his Master (Darth Ikoral) who left to find another colony of Purebloods. And then he came back to fight his way back onto Korriban, survived getting stabbed, only to be killed by his student Malgus as he looked over his homeworld. He’s also hot.

5) Darth Rivix. He’s hot. And can use pheromones on people (Zeltron). And he spies on you really openly. And then he gives you a cute smile. He’s usually right but he’s so fucking shifty about it, and if you’re mean to him he’ll make it seem super unfounded. Gaslight king.

6) I SAW SOMEONE PUT JON ANTILLES SO I’M GONNA SAY FAY!!! Because I love a woman born an undetermined amount of time ago who has been a Master longer than many have been alive and she is so full of love and compassion and light and is so in-tune with the Force and I love her so much she would tell amazing stories and-

npt — @perasperaadastrawriting @jekyllnahyena @british-hero @calamity-aims @kemendin @walk-ng-d-saster and open tags bc i cant think of more people yet

[sukugo]

SCREAMING HE JUST FUCKING KILLS THE GUY. AND HIS SMILE ALL :DD I LOVE HIM

[deadmomjokes]

Omg I can’t believe I forgot to mention, my just-turned-3-year-old daughter watched Phantom Menace and LOVED it.

My husband was telling me about a dream he had that featured JarJar Binks, and naturally my daughter asked who that was. We figured we’d show her a little bit of the movie, just the bit that introduced JarJar, and she’d be content.

NOPE.

Miss Thing was enthralled. The robot droids! The spaceships! So many lasers! JarJar makes funny sounds! That little boy says “Yippee” all the time!

This kid who can barely make it through a 90 minute movie designed for children her age sat on the couch and watched the entire 191 minutes of this live-action, dialogue-driven political intrigue space opera and loved it. She even got mad at her dad for him daring to suggest that we could skip the “just talking” parts. “NO. Don’t skip it. I like to see the talking parts.”

It was kind of stressful for us, because there’s a lot more in that movie that needs explaining than we remembered. But we sat with her the whole time and talked about things she was seeing on her terms and at her level to make sure none of it overwhelmed or upset her. Even without our explanations and input, she followed a lot of what was going on, and a lot of what was being said by the characters. A little too much, for our nerves’ liking.

We were really, really hoping she’d have lost interest by the time the Duel of the Fates and death scenes came around, but of course she was still happily paying entirely too much attention. All she had to say about Maul’s fall down the pit was a simple, “Oh. He broke.” And she was a bit concerned during Qui-Gon’s funeral, but we explained that he wasn’t part of his body anymore, and his body didn’t feel anything, so the fire didn’t hurt him, and that was that. Totally chill.

Highlights from her watching include:

*opening crawl* “WOAH. That’s a lot of words!!!” Do you want us to read them? *terrified* “NO.”

Immediately determining the battle droids are called “bonker droids” and the droidekas are “roly droids” or “ball droids” interchangeably.

*us explaining that the holo messages are like video calls* “Oh. Is he gonna call his grandma?”

Dad: See that guy? His name is Maul. *giggling* “MALL? Like the store???” (cue a quick pause for a discussion on the concept of homophones)

*meets Watto* “He’s a butterfly!” Because he has wings? “And because he has a straw mouth! ... Nose!”

“How come Anakin’s mama doesn’t want him to do the pod race?” She’s worried it’ll be dangerous and he’ll get hurt. “Oh. Maybe he should wear a helmet to be safe.” (The absolute JOY on her face when she saw that he did, indeed, wear a helmet for the race....)

*scandaliazed gasp* “JarJar! We don’t lick things!”

Singing the Daniel Tiger “It’s okay to feel angry, it’s not okay to hurt someone” song to Darth Maul when he attacked on Tatooine

“That’s Yoda!” Yes, it is! “Why is he OLD?”

*points at R2D2* “It’s that blue fire truck again!” Is it a fire truck because it put out the fire on the spaceship? “No, it’s because he says ‘wee-oooh’ siren sounds.”

"Is a laser electricity?” No, it’s something different. “So why is it made of light when electricity makes light too?” *sweats in I-didn’t-take-that-class-in-college* .... .... ... Hey look, the droids are back! “Yay! :D”

*us explaining that Qui-Gon’s body got too hurt, and that’s why he died* “Because Maul did a stab with his saber?” Yeah. “... He was not careful.”

She’s very excited about the possibility of more Star Wars, but we’re gonna skip the rest of the prequels. Explaining one death and a bit of robot deactivation was one thing, but I am not about to show my toddler assassinations, gladiatorial death matches, and violent decapitation, let alone the implied murder of actual children.

To A New Hope it is!

[bluezeri]

alright yall. pt 2 to the swtor anakin au. ive yet to come up w a better title so uh.

1 | 2 | 2.5

so revan happens. its starts out fine. an attack on korriban? sure why not. an attack on tython at the same time as korriban? okay thats a little suspicious though. whatever, at least hes figuring it w this hot sis agent. they go to manaan and like canon stuff happens. if he met lana beniko, a sith, in his original time, he wouldve been and idiot and refused her help, even at the cost of his own life. but because hes so much more balanced now, he literally Could Not Care Less, and figures a temporary alliance will be fine as long as they figure this shit out.

except this is a lot bigger than they thought it was and this alliance is lasting a lot longer than then it was supposed. again, he still doesnt care that they have a sith on their side, the problem is that he is very much falling in love with the sis agent, and that is Not Good.

see bc the jedi here were able to balance anakin out, he finally saw a little bit of sense in the jedi code. he knows that having attachments can be fine, if the person knows how to control emotions and not let it get in the way of their duty. hes fears that he does not have the capability to control himself, because he remembers padme, and how he would anything for her, even if he didnt realize it at the time.

... speaking of padme, thats another reason hes scared. because having a crush on theron, means hes moving on. not just from padme but from obi wan and rex and cody and the life he had before he came here. he thought he had came to terms with it, but it seems not.

its on his mind the entire time hes on rishi, but he knows better to let it distract him from missions. but thinking about does him some good, and he actually accepts it this time. its all fine and dandy. except just bc hes come to terms w it doesnt mean he isnt in love with theron yeah thats still a problem pls send help-

anyway canon happens, they do rishi shit, him (finally) talks to theron and wow a kiss!! they theres a high chance it wont last, but theyre enjoying it while they can.

everything else kinda goes as canon from theres, and now kotfe time >:D

ah. a droid army. again. wait how are these droids more advanced than the ones 3500 years in the future that doesnt make sense?? whatever he'll figure that out later. except he doesnt get a chance to bc hes frozen in carbonite and the emperor is in his mind.

and the emperor is fascinated. he originally chose anakin bc he was a powerful jedi knight that managed to destroy his physical form of vitiate, but this? this is even better. a jedi with knowledge of the future, who has past corruption that he would be more than happy to exploit.

anakin resist during the uh. the carbonite dream thing and valkorion must admit, the jedi have done a very good job of healing him and returning him to the light. but he will get his way eventually.

of course anakin is freed eventually, swamp shit happens, hes bonding with koth over piloting and fixing things, hk is... a little wierd but whatever.

asylum happens, arcann attacks, and anakin faces him alone, like in canon. but the thing is, he looks at arcann, consumed is hatred and anger, and even a little bit of grief, and he sees himself. a few years ago, that was him. maybe he wasnt gone that far yet but damn was he close. so he does the most jedi thing imaginable and tries to talk to arcann, turn him to the lightside.

he gets stabbed for it.

they finally get to odessan and fuck theron is here. somehow he looks even better than the last time he saw him. he goes to the meeting, they hang out in a cantina. he talks to theron and force is he so happy he doesnt have to hide his relationships anymore.

the rest is fairly canon, anakin is an ls commander, no one gets killed (by him). when he defeats arcann in the battle of odessan, he lets senya get away. he knows they'll both be back.

later, arcann will ask him how he knew. anakin will smile and say "because i used to be you." arcann has a newfound respect for the commander after that.

[willowcrowned]

#9 with Anakin and Obi-wan.... maybe Ahsoka too if you’re feeling spunky :p love your writing!!

Ahhh thank you!! I am always feeling spunky :D 

9 - “Yeah no shit, dickweed.”

(Mildly AU by virtue of the fact that it says people went to space therapy when we all know very well they didn’t. Also a bit of a fix-it, because it’s me.)

“We’re trapped.” Anakin’s voice is echoey, half drowned out by the lapping of water against the cave walls.”

“Thank you, Anakin,” Obi-Wan replies, acerbic, “for that incredibly helpful analysis.”

“Happy to be of service,” Anakin replies, way cheerier than Ahsoka thinks he should be given that they’re trapped in a cave. Again.

“I can’t shift the rocks in front of the entrance,” Ahsoka says after a quiet minute.

“Don’t try,” Anakin replies, “you might bring the whole thing down on us.”

“Like you did on Lkrii?” Ahsoka can hear the tinge of annoyance in Obi-Wan’s tone, a sure sign that he’s exhausted. 

She resists the urge to groan. If Obi-Wan is already exhausted, there’s no way he’s going to be able to keep it together until they get rescued. That means bickering— hours of it— mixed with tense, hurt, silences. Ugh. Maybe she can go drown herself in the lake she hears. It would at least be better than what’s about to happen.

“That wasn’t my fault,” Anakin says. “I was just trying to get help. You were hurt.”

“I was fine. Just a minor stab wound.”

“You were bleeding out!”

“Barely!”

Ahsoka lets out a long groan, and the bickering stops. Oh blessed, blessed, silence.

“Ahsoka?” Anakin calls. “Are you okay?”

“I am going to go insane if all you two do is argue.”

“We are not arguing,” Anakin protests. “We’re having a...” He trails off, trying to think of a word that doesn’t prove Ahsoka’s point.

“A civil disagreement?” Obi-Wan suggests.

Ahsoka snorts. “Yeah, well your “civil disagreement” is heading towards a straight up crazy bitch—”

“Language,” Obi-Wan and Anakin chorus automatically.

 “—fight,” Ahsoka finishes, “so please knock it off for, like, three hours. I have a headache.”

There’s an awkward pause.

“So what do we do now?”

Ahsoka huffs, sitting down on the ground. “Never have I ever?”

“Absolutely not,” Obi-Wan says, at the same time as Anakin says, “No way.”

“What about eye sp—” Anakin pauses. “Oh.”

Ahsoka snorts. “Yeah.”

There’s another awkward silence.

“Do we really argue that much?” Anakin asks.

“Yes,” Ahsoka answers immediately. She sighs. “I know it’s how you two show love, since both of you have childhood trauma revolving around rejection— I’m assuming— but it’s exhausting to listen to sometimes.”

“Ahsoka,” Obi-Wan says, a note of pride in his voice, “have you been psychoanalyzing us?”

“Padmé gave me some books to help me deal with Anakin.”

“Hey! Wait— I don’t have childhood trauma.” Anakin sounds somewhere between indignant and confused.

A very judgmental silence ensues.

“Weren’t you a slave until you were nine?”

“He was,” Obi-Wan says.

“And you didn’t go to therapy for it?” Ahsoka asks. If she’s going to do this, she may as well do this properly.

“He did.”

There’s a guilty silence from Anakin’s direction punctured by the sound of water.

“Oh, Anakin,” Obi-Wan says after a moment. “You didn’t!”

“It wasn’t helping! I couldn’t tell her anything!” Anakin huffs. “Besides, the Chancellor said that I was very well adjusted.”

“You were a slave for nine years!” Obi-Wan cries. “How could you possibly have been well adjusted? I was a slave for two weeks and it took years of therapy to even start working out!”

“You were a slave for two weeks?”

“Yeah,” Ahsoka says, “on Bandomeer. Do you not know about that?”

“What’s Bandomeer?”

“Master Obi-Wan,” Ahsoka asks, “you never told him?”

“Obi-Wan, why does she know about this and I don’t?”

“Everyone in the crèche knows the story about Master Obi-Wan! Abandoned at thirteen, sent to the Argicorps, and coming back as a padawan. He’s a legend!” Ahsoka frowns. “How could you not know?”

“No one ever told me!” Anakin protests. Then, quieter and more hurt, “Obi-Wan never told me.”

“It seemed... insignificant next to what happened to you,” Obi-Wan says, voice soft again. “I didn’t want to make light of it.”

“I would have wanted to know anyways,” Anakin says.

“I know,” Obi-Wan replies, sighing, “I know.”

“Wait.” There’s a frown in Anakin’s voice. “Do you have childhood trauma, Snips?”

“Master,” Ahsoka says, in her slowest, most patient, voice, “I have been fighting in a war since I was fourteen. This is my childhood trauma.”

“You’re traumatized?!”

“Yeah no shit, dickweed!” Ahsoka cries. “Of course I’m traumatized! We’re all fucking traumatized!”

Anakin and Obi-Wan are so shocked that they don’t even reprimand her for swearing.

Ahsoka sighs. “We should all be going to therapy.”

“I don’t—” Anakin starts. “The Chancellor— won’t it be rude to imply that he’s not enough of a friend to help me?”

“That’s— Anakin, sometimes we all need to complain about our friends,” Ahsoka replies. “And don’t tell me you don’t want to complain about me or Obi-Wan sometimes. Instead of complaining to someone who has a stake in the conversation, it’s good to just... say it to someone who doesn’t. Someone you don’t have to care about hurting.” She frowns. “Besides, you don’t have to tell him.”

“Huh,” Anakin says. “Okay.”

Ahsoka lets out a long sigh she hasn’t realized she’s been holding in. “We all good here?”

“We’re all good here,” Anakin affirms, “though we will be talking about some of the words the clones are teaching you.”

“Yes,” Obi-Wan adds, “what, precisely, is a dickweed?”

“A weed made out of dicks.”

“A dick made out of weeds.”

“Could be either, really.”

“Good word, though.”

“Yes,” Obi-Wan says, amusement coloring his tone. “I may just have to save it.”

[kaminobiwan]

cannonball

pairing: obi-wan kenobi x jedi!reader

summary: Throwing all caution out the window, Obi-Wan dives headfirst into a long awaited confession. At least, he tries to. The universe seems to leave an obstacle for him at every turn, but Obi-Wan is nothing if not persistent.

a/n: Oh my goodness, this has got to be my proudest piece. It was one of the victims of the incident™ and I had to rewrite the whole thing from scratch, but I actually think the final version came out better than the original! The title is inspired from the summary of my previous fic Indulgence, but this one is actually the cornerstone of all of my jedi!reader x Obi-Wan fics: every one of those has stemmed from this storyline idea that has been living in my head for so long. Suffice it to say this is THE fic that I have wanted to write from the beginning — my pièce de résistance, if you will.

I hope you enjoy :-) p.s. here's my taglist form

In all the years he’s known you, Obi-Wan swears he only ever started to lie to you during the Clone Wars.

In his defense, he’d been lying to himself, too. Forcibly crushing down his much-deeper-than-platonic favor for you in the hopes that it’d disappear, forgotten in his darkest recesses, was exhausting in more ways than one. One’s mind can only be dishonest with the heart for so long.

But after more than a year and a half into the fighting, he’d felt too many times the choking fear that he’d never see you again — be it because of his death or yours.

So he’d given up in repressing his emotions, and let himself feel. In the precious minutes of reprieve amidst the horrors of combat, sometimes the only thing that could console his jaded and war-torn soul was the memory of you.

He wonders how he managed to continue for as long as he did before allowing himself to consciously love — it was well into the conflict when he came to terms with it. If he closes his eyes, he can easily remember the exact moment.

Geonosis. His return to the forsaken planet.

The chaos of it all had been staggering. He’d barely been able to hear Cody’s warning before he was shot out of the sky, and the crash that claimed the lives of nearly everyone in the transport had been just the beginning of the hellscape he’d endured.

There was an instant where he’d been sure he was going to die on the field, seconds before the remainder of his battalion was about to be overrun.

He remembers the gunfire surrounding him, piercing the falling bodies of his men as he laid helpless and injured. Cody’s shouting amidst the mayhem. The stabbing pain of his ribs that had blackened the edges of his vision. The dirt that had caked his face and armor. The sheer amount of it had been maddening.

And yet, as the bugs had closed in around him and he’d forced himself to his feet to meet his imminent end, the only thing that had run through his mind was...you.

Your name, your face. The dissatisfaction at the fact that the last time he’d seen it, it’d been distorted, static and blue from the holo you’d shared with Master Unduli. The way you’d hidden a smile as she interrupted his competitive jeering with Anakin ahead of the battle.

At least he’d made you laugh, he’d thought, and with that, he’d ignited his lightsaber.

And then the reinforcements had come. And he’d been left to sink back down on shaking knees with the image of you burning in his brain until the concerned presence of Ahsoka materialized at his side.

He hadn’t had any time to process the stunning realization that he was in love with you. He’d scarcely had a second to gather himself before he was already spouting a revised attack plan to take the droid factory, reverting to autopilot the way he always did when he assumed his identity as a war general.

But the universe had seemed intent on not letting him escape it, regardless. Just days later, he’d saved your life — you’d arrived at Point Rain with Luminara only to be taken by the Geonosian queen to be turned into a mindless, shivering zombie.

“I still haven’t forgiven you for that, you know.” You’d chirped, while tapping his nose teasingly.

“What? The stunt with the worms? You know I wouldn’t have actually let it go up your nose.”

“No, for disobeying an order to fall back and leave us behind.”

His heart had clenched at your words. Never in a million years would he abandon you if he thought there was the smallest chance of saving you. He knew that, finally.

But the fear of losing the only life he’d ever known outweighed the fear of losing you, and he’d settled with yearning for you from afar. It would be enough, he’d convinced himself. He refused to burden you with the knowledge that he’d been pining helplessly for you for Force knows how long, and ruin the careers in the Order you’d both worked so hard to construct.

That was, until now.

Until he’d seen Satine Kryze again, after decades apart, and she’d declared her surviving affection for him from all those years ago, Anakin witnessing the whole thing. After he’d seen the weight of her unspoken truth upon her shoulders. And although he regretted that he couldn’t grant her the relief from her wanting, he’d resolved that he didn’t want to spend the rest of his days the same way — slowly being crushed by his own supression. Even if his feelings were unrequited.

So he’d decided that he’d tell you, Jedi Code be damned. He wouldn’t hold it in any longer.

As the Coronet docked on the landing pad where the Chancellor was waiting, he’d been jittery with anticipation. That, and disoriented from the events that had transpired on the way there. He’d blubbered uncharacteristically when Satine had caressed his face in farewell, Anakin watching delightedly at his back. Then, as he’d turned to find a speeder to make his way to you in the Temple, the universe had yet again toyed with him — you were there, appearing on the platform out of nowhere like a summoned spirit, but not making your way towards him.

No, you were walking straight towards Satine.

You didn’t seem to notice him or Anakin behind you, welcoming the Duchess with practiced cordiality and leading her to the airbus where the other Senators were boarding, glaringly obvious that you’d been assigned on escort duty. Obi-Wan held back a groan. Of all the Jedi.

Anakin had practically collapsed in hilarity, a hand heavy on Obi-Wan’s shoulder. “The Force works in mysterious ways, Master,” he crowed. “I finally get that one.”

———

You’re perched high up on a viewing balcony of the Senate Chamber when he finds you, a little before Satine is set to address the Republic.

“You’re certainly off your game today,” you exhale an amused laugh as he skids to a stop, attempting to compose his appearance as he approaches you. “Anakin told me all about what happened on the Coronet en route to Coruscant.”

His blasted Padawan. Obi-Wan could strangle him.

“I didn’t teach him to gossip,” he grumbles, coming to stand beside you. He'd run the whole way here to catch you, but his rapid heartbeat isn’t from physical exertion. You’re as tranquil as ever, though, and your presence relaxes him despite.

You give a snort. “Maybe not intentionally. He definitely learned how to operate outside the lines of the Code by watching you.” He knows you’re poking fun at him, but his breath catches at the mention of the doctrine that dictates you both.

But he’s set on telling you. Today.

“Actually, I was hoping to talk to you about something similar.”

You turn to the Chancellor’s podium as his voice reverberates through the hall, but Obi-Wan’s hearing is fixed on you. “Of course, Obi, but it’ll have to wait until later. I think your friend is about to speak.”

He opens his mouth to reply, to bring your attention back to him, but you’re focused on the proceedings. He doesn’t like the jovial way you say friend, as if you’re almost happy about it, but he forces his gaze to follow yours as Satine begins her address.

Which, of course, goes terribly wrong. Because nothing seems to want to work out today.

Even your usually optimistic features are set with a grim expression as a testimonial from Satine’s own Deputy Minister slights her leadership, and the Senate turns against her. As her repulsorpod retreats from the center of the chamber, you cast concerned eyes towards him.

“Go,” you urge him, and he’s frozen between staying or leaving. “She needs you. I’ll buy you some time with the security detail.”

Obi-Wan doesn’t want to depart from your side, words hanging on the tip of his tongue, but he knows you’re right. He nods at you gratefully before chasing after Satine.

———

He tries again in the evening, while you’re between shifts of guarding the Duchess’ guest quarters.

“She seems...interesting,” you nod to the Mandalorian guard that passes by to take your post, speaking low enough that your conversation is relatively private. “She certainly had much to say about you.”

Obi-Wan wanted to scream. It seems everyone had been able to get you alone except for him. “I told you about that year on Mandalore after I came back,” he protests, and you shoot him a pitiful wink.

“Not the way she described it.”

Before he can demand just what Satine had let on, the sound of rapid footfalls draws both of your attention to the guard you’d greeted earlier. “Master Jedi! The Duchess is gone. We don’t know for how long.”

You curse lightly and rush down the hall to follow the Mandalorian, and Obi-Wan is about to do the same when his comm buzzes on his wrist.

He sighs in frustration. He knows exactly who it is.

———

After he’d relayed the untampered evidence to Padmé in time for the Senate convocation and Satine had been released from custody, Obi-Wan makes his way to your quarters in a determined stride. The past couple days were nothing short of a wild Bantha ride from start to finish, and he was tired of tiptoeing around you.

As he raises a shaking hand to knock outside your room, he stalls in a moment of fleeting hesitation. The impending metamorphose of your relationship nags at his brain, and he pauses. What he’s about to do will indelibly transform the dynamic between you, for better or for worse. It dawns on him that there won’t be any going back from this.

He hears your voice from a distant memory of late nights in the Temple gardens, basking in the light of the stars. Of course everything will change. Nothing can stop that.

So be it.

He stands as tall as he can manage, and knocks resolutely.

You open the door looking ready for bed, clad in a billowing camisole, face dewy from the refresher and hair still damp. He smiles at you as you open it wider. “Hello, Obi.”

He shuffles inside, meekly nodding in apology of his interruption. “I thought I’d come see you.”

Like routine, you’re already heating up a pot of water for him as you search for his favorite tea in your cupboard. Ever so thoughtful. His heart flutters beneath his robes. “I’m glad to see you found the Duchess,” you chime lightheartedly, “I had a hunch when you disappeared earlier.”

His hand finds the back of his neck. “I hope I didn’t make you look too bad, being on protection and all.”

You shake your head dismissively. “I was just glad to hear she was safe. You helped save her people from Republic occupation.”

Altruistic honesty radiates off of you, and his chest drops, in a good way. You care, and it’s written all over your actions.

You’re the best person he knows. Without question.

For a split second, Obi-Wan wonders if he even deserves you. But he pushes the thought in the back of his mind for later, hell-bent on not letting anything get in the way of what he wants to say.

“There’s something I need to tell you.”

You face him fully, abandoning the tea as you take in the seriousness of his posture. He sucks in a stunted breath.

“It’s about —”

“I know.”

He startles, momentum lost as you interrupt him suddenly. Your gaze is penetrating. “What?” He asks dumbly.

“It’s about Satine, isn’t it?” Your bare arm comes up across your body to hold the other, and Obi-Wan finds himself staring at the way your too-long pants brush the floor as you sway to one side. Your sleeping shirt brushes the middle of your thighs, and he realizes how utterly small you seem in the moment. “You feel the same way about her that you used to.”

His eyes snap up to yours at your words, mind reeling. It takes him an eternity to force out a single word.

“...No.”

You tilt your head confusedly, and Obi-Wan wants to pinch himself to test if this is some sort of stress-induced hallucination. “No? You do know she’s positively infatuated with you, don’t you?”

“No, I —” he shuts his eyes desperately. “I mean, yes, I know, but I don’t —” he breaks off abruptly, opening his eyes at you with newfound willpower. Blast it.

Obi-Wan crosses the room in three steps, reaching his hands out to cradle you delicately as he pulls you in for a bruising kiss.

He hears your breath stutter, shock just about vibrating off of you, but in the next second your eyelashes graze his cheeks as you close your eyes and lean into him. His heart pounds in crazed gratification, and Obi-Wan feels downright dizzy from the sensation. He’s going to faint, he’s going to die right here in your arms —

Your hands find the top of his chestplate, fingers curling against it, but after a beat of his body singing with joy, he feels you apply the smallest pressure on his armor. You detach your lips from his slowly, and he blinks dazedly at you when you pull away. Disbelief paints your frame.

“Obi, what —”

“I love you,” he says quickly, hands still on either side of your face. “I’m in love with you. I’ve been in love with you. For so long.” One of your hands reaches up to clasp his own against your cheek. “I know that this goes against everything we’ve ever been taught, and you must be confused. I’m sorry.” He breaks off for a second, eyebrows creasing, because he’s not sorry. He could never be sorry for what he’s just done, not with the feeling of your lips still rippling in tingles through his brain. “But I had to tell you. I just...couldn’t go on without you knowing.”

Your mouth opens and closes as you flounder in his confession, and he studies you with more intensity than he’s felt in ages. He’s suddenly hyper-aware of everything about you, offhandedly concentrating to memorize every tiny detail. He’ll relive that kiss a thousand times over for the rest of his life if it’s the last one he’ll get.

“I — I don’t know what to say,” you manage to let out, and he presses his forehead to yours before releasing you. Say you love me, his heart cries. But Obi-Wan pushes the sentiment away.

“It’s alright,” he promises gently. You stare at him as he squeezes the hand that’s still holding his. “You don’t have to say anything.”

“Obi-Wan, I —”

Whatever you’re about to say is cut off by a loud knock from outside, and the way you jerk back from him pricks at his emotions. You quickly pad to the door, opening it a crack as he attempts to conceal himself from your unexpected visitor.

“Sorry to bother you so late, Master,” Anakin’s voice fills the air, and Obi-Wan shrinks further into the shadows. “I’m just checking in before I leave for Vanquor. I wanted to make sure you’re still available to train Ahsoka while I’m gone?”

It takes you a little to formulate a response, your eyes still wide. “Yes — of course, Anakin, always.” You attempt to shut the door, but Anakin speaks up before you can.

“Actually, I was hoping to ask you for some advice as well, if you don’t mind.”

You can’t look at Obi-Wan without giving him away, so he sends a subtle wave of reassurance your way, hoping you pick up on it.

The tension releases from your shoulders, and you nod at his old student. “I’d be happy to. Give me a bit to get ready,” you gesture behind you, “and I’ll walk you to your quarters.”

Anakin must nod in return, because you close the door without another word. You reach up to grab your outer robes from where they’re hung on the wall, and turn to him with a tormented expression.

Go, it’s his turn to coax you as he mouths the word silently. It’s alright.

Your eyes are shining with emotion that he can’t quite read in the dim light, but eventually you slip on your cloak and shoes and open the door once more. With one last lingering glimpse at him in the corner, you disappear into the hall where Anakin is waiting.

As he feels your presence dwindling away, he sends a final thought into the vacant room, more to himself and the aching emptiness of the Force than to you.

I love you.

[meantforinfinitesadness]

“I have to try.”

Uh, okay. So. I’m posting this here as well as on ao3. This is another step in my many step process called “the notes don’t matter, just write for fun” thing. The first step was actually writing something. 

This is from a random sentence starter prompt list and when I find that list, I’ll link it here. The prompt is “I have to try.”

Warnings: Major Character Death (I’ll warn you now....it’s Obi-Wan.)

Tag List: @tjfinnigan @ewanmcgregorismyhomeboy12 @yellowisharo

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Obi-Wan’s heart seemed to struggle with choosing between beating out of his chest and breaking. His eyes were cloudy with tears and his breathing was shaky. 

He could feel Cody’s hands holding tight to his shoulders. Padme was valiantly trying to keep her sobs silent. 

All around them, destruction was all they could see. Buildings had collapsed. People had been killed.

And the cause? The reason for Obi-Wan’s heart beating too fast and threatening to break? The reason Cody kept a tight hold on him? The reason Padme struggled to keep her sobs silent?

Anakin.

The boy Obi-Wan raised. The man who fought by his side. The husband of the sobbing Senator.

Anakin had...done something. Obi-Wan wasn’t sure what. He did know that it caused Anakin to...well...stop being Anakin. The boy Obi-Wan raised was gone. Now, there only seemed to be a man bent on total destruction.

Some had tried to stop him. They were not successful. Obi-Wan knew there had to be some way to save him. But what?

Obi-Wan forced himself to stop and think. What needed to happen? What had gone so wrong before? What--

Oh. Everyone that tried to stop Anakin had been killed the second a weapon had been drawn. So, maybe…

Obi-Wan nodded to himself. He knew what needed to be done, but…

Obi-Wan took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He looked inwards at himself. He looked to the Force, seeking guidance. A warm feeling spread through him. He got his guidance, his confirmation.

I will do what I must. He thought. I have to.

Opening his eyes, Obi-Wan was not surprised to see more damage had been done.

This needed to stop, and Obi-Wan knew how to make that happen. 

“I’m going to save him,” Obi-Wan said. 

“Yeah?” Cody asked. “That went so well for everyone else.”

Obi-Wan blinked and turned away from the destruction to face Cody. “The boy I raised is still in there,” Obi-Wan said. “I know he is.”

“Obi-Wan,” Padme’s voice was soft but thick with tears. “It’s no use. There’s nothing we can do.”

Obi-Wan smiled. “I have to try. I refuse to give up on him.” Obi-Wan swallowed and, with a shaky hand, took his lightsaber, his life, off the clip on his belt. His lips twitched into a tremulous smile. He held it out to Cody. “I want you to have this.”

Cody’s breathing hitched. He shook his head, eyes wide and almost fearful. “No. No, I--”

“Please,” Obi-Wan whispered, his voice breaking. “Please. I...there’s no one I trust more than you to keep it safe, my dear.” He said, honestly. “I love you.” Obi-Wan shoved the lightsaber into Cody’s hand and whirled around. 

He stalked forward with resignation and determination.

“Anakin,” Obi-Wan called to the other. “Anakin, please. I know you can hear me.”

Anakin spun around. Rage burned in his eyes and his face twisted into a snarl.

“So you can hear me. Good.” Obi-Wan smiled briefly. It did nothing for Anakin. Obi-Wan licked his lips and raised his hands. “I’m unarmed,” he said. “Let’s talk. Please. We...we never were good at that, though.” Obi-Wan hummed. “Well, I suppose we were good at talking, just never good at saying what we should have.”

Anakin had yet to attack him. His lightsaber (still blue, thank the Force) hummed menacingly. He stood there and just looked at Obi-Wan.

“I’m sorry I brushed your dreams about your mother off. I’m sorry I told you they passed in time. That was my failing.” Obi-Wan’s mouth twitched. “Well, one of them, I suppose.” He took a few slow, careful steps nearer to Anakin. “Dear one, the years I spent teaching you were some of the best years of my life.” Obi-Wan frowned, lowering his eyes, he said, “I’m sorry I never told you that. I’m so, so sorry.” Still nothing. Obi-Wan sighs and takes two more steps.

He’s much closer to Anakin now. Maybe too close. It doesn’t matter. It wouldn’t matter.

“Anakin, Padawan,” Obi-Wan smiled. “I’m proud of who you’ve become. I’m so happy I was your teacher. I should have said it more. I’m sorry.” Obi-Wan took a deep breath, calming his beating heart. He said, “Please, come back. I know you’re still there.” With a softer voice, he added, “I’m proud of you, and I love you.”

That sets something off in Anakin. It sets something off so quickly. Obi-Wan...isn’t able to stop what happens.

The blue lightsaber burns through Obi-Wan’s chest. The older Jedi’s eyes widen and his breathing falters. His mouth opens and closes in shock.

“--nakin?” He manages to push that part of Anakin’s name out.

It seems to have done something. That or...well, stabbing Obi-Wan must have done the trick.

Anakin’s eyes are wide and full of tears. He seems to understand what’s happened.

“No,” the younger Jedi whispers. He deactivated his lightsaber and catches Obi-Wan as his legs give out. A pained grunt is pressed to Anakin’s neck.

Anakin sobs as the actions done come back to him. He cradles Obi-Wan close. Tears spill from his eyes, landing on a pale, wounded, dying Obi-Wan.

“No,” Anakin cries again. “No, Master. Obi-Wan, please. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry. Please--”

“D-dear one,” Obi-Wan’s pained words are difficult to hear. “Hu-sh now. Dry your tears.” A small fragile smile graces Obi-Wan’s face. “S-so proud of you.” He swallows loudly. He raises a weak hand, trying to touch Anakin’s cheek. Anakin chuckles wetly and lowers his face for Obi-Wan, allowing his fingers to graze his cheek. “Kn-knew you were in th-there.” Obi-Wan’s breathing slows even more.

“Master, please don’t go. Don’t leave me,” Anakin whispers, squeezing his eyes shut.

A barely-there touch has Anakin opening his eyes seconds later.

Obi-Wan’s lips twitch into a slightly bigger smile. “‘Ways with you,” he musters the words out of his mouth. “‘never leave you.” His voice starts to fade, his smile starts to slip. “Love you.”

The light fades from Obi-Wan’s eyes. His smile falls, his head lolls. His breathing stops, and Anakin…

Anakin’s sobs echo through the damaged area.

(Years later, a Force-sensitive happens upon that spot. Tears fall from their eyes as emotions long leftover in the Force overwhelm them.)

[ladyvader23]

The Lost Saber

Set in the Dad Vader Chronicles Universe, this short is dedicated to @silvereddaye as a belated birthday present! Silver is such a great friend. She works so hard for her Star Wars server, and she’s so talented. Her art is beautiful, and I have the privilege of playing D&D with her, where she has one of the coolest characters ever! She’s just so awesome and I wanted to write something for her and the idea of Leia stealing Vader’s saber just...seemed entertaining enough for that very occasion. I hope you enjoy Silver! 

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Vader did his best not to panic. How many places could his lightsaber be, after all? He was certain he’d had it on his belt when he’d returned home the night before. He was certain he’d had it when he tucked the twins in bed. Leia had, after all, asked him about it, and he’d explained its properties as a weapon and companion in battle. It was an odd choice of a bedtime story, he had to admit, but she’d seemed satisfied afterwards and didn’t complain when he told her to sleep. 

Then he’d seen it in his meditation chamber that morning, and he distinctly remembered grabbing it...but now he was in the Imperial Palace and it was gone. 

And the Emperor was watching him expectantly, a disobedient moff shaking in his boots as he awaited judgement. 

The plan was to scare him before killing him by igniting his saber and casually and slowly moving towards him, letting the tip of his saber singe the ground. Then he’d stab him and let the man die a slow and painful death. 

But there was no saber on his belt. 

“Have you lost something, Lord Vader?” On the surface, Palpatine’s voice was as benevolent as ever, but there was an edge of annoyance there. Vader didn’t need the Force to tell him that. 

Vader didn’t answer. Memories of all the times he’d lost his saber as Anakin flooded his mind, memories full of Obi-Wan giving him long admonishments and lectures that...he’d basically given Leia the night before. What kind of father was he, if he couldn’t even follow what he’d told Leia? Already he could picture both of the twins losing their lightsabers and when he brought it up, they’d point out that he’d lost his and--

He crushed the man’s windpipe and he dropped to the floor. 

“That was not what we decided.” There was definite venom in the Emperor’s tone. 

“The wait for punishment had the same effect.” Vader pointed out. 

The Emperor scoffed and waved him away, irritated. “Come back when you are prepared for your job.” 

Vader didn’t argue, and he was grateful that he didn’t have to explain the embarrassing situation further as he strode out of the throne room. 

Where could it have gone? 

He racked his brain, trying to remember what he might have done that would have required him setting it down. He couldn’t think of any, beyond briefly stopping by Captain Piett’s office to have a word with him. Had he set it down there? He didn’t know why he would have…

His comm rang and without thinking, he picked it up. “I am busy, this had better be an emergency.” He snarled, assuming it was an idiotic officer with news on Rebel movements. 

“Um. Hi, this is Miss Kengall, Leia’s teacher?” 

Vader stopped in the middle of the ornate palace hallway. He paid no mind to the guards side-eyeing him from where they stood. “Is something wrong?” Already his mind conjured up a million things that could have happened--most of them caused directly by Leia. But if someone had threatened her and he was without his lightsaber...though he technically didn’t need the saber to protect his children...

This day couldn’t get any worse. 

“Well,” Vader’s jaw clenched. This woman didn’t know how to get to the point, did she? “Leia...um. She’s got your lightsaber.” 

He stopped cold.

“It was show and tell. She wanted to show your--oh, stars, she’s turned it on--” 

He heard the whoom of a lightsaber waving around, along with children exclaiming in wonder. 

An image of Leia chopping a limb off of a child, or worse, entered his mind. While he’d dismembered plenty of people with a saber, it somehow was very different when the one wielding the weapon was a five year old. 

“I am on my way.” He turned the comm off before the teacher could protest and began hurrying as quickly as he could towards his speeder. 

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When he arrived at the school, he found Leia waiting for him in the principal's office. Apparently, her teacher was at least competent enough to get her to hand over the weapon, because it sat on top of the principal’s desk. 

“Ah. Lord Vader.” A short, portly, balding man greeted as he entered the office. “I was just explaining why--” 

“Leave.” He growled as he glared at Leia. He watched her sink into the too-big seat, as though that would spare her from his wrath. 

“But...it’s my off--” 

Vader stretched out a hand. The man flinched, but rather than strangling the idiotic man in front of his daughter, he called the saber to his grip. 

“...Very well.” The principal attempted to sound calm as he stood. “I’ll...I’ll leave you to it.” 

Vader waited until the man was gone and the door had firmly closed before he took a few steps forward. The office was small, so it only took him two steps before he was towering over his daughter. 

He didn’t even know where to begin. It was pure luck that no one had been injured because of her foolish actions. She refused to meet his eyes, too, which told him she knew she was in big trouble. 

“What have I told you about asking for permission before taking things that are not yours?” 

That seemed like a reasonable place to start, even though taking a lightsaber was far more serious than her taking one of her brother's toys. 

Leia squirmed in her seat. “I...I have to pee--” 

“You do not. Answer my question. Now.” 

He had never harmed his children. They were far too precious. But he had no qualms about using the vocorecorder in his helmet to its full intended effect when the time called for it. 

“...I need to ask.” 

“Why?” 

Leia squirmed more. “Because it’s not nice.” 

He hadn’t ever explained it that way. He was a Sith, he did not care for niceties, but he supposed it worked. “And why else?” 

“Because it’s against the law and I’m not allowed to break the law till you say so.” 

That was the reason he’d always given when explaining why stealing was wrong. 

“And did I say so?” 

“No.”

“Then you should not have taken my lightsaber.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “What you took from me is very serious, Leia. You could have hurt or killed one of your friends. You are too young for such violence.” 

“I just wanted to have the coolest show and tell.” Leia mumbled. 

“I could have assisted you with finding something far less dangerous.” He paused as a thought occurred to him. He hadn’t actually ever shown Luke or Leia what a lightsaber could do. There had been no reason to. They were too young to accompany him anywhere that would have shown them how dangerous it was, and he doubted any of their cartoons portrayed lightsabers. 

“Leia. I want you to watch closely.” He said, igniting the blade. As the hum filled the room, she reluctantly looked up. 

Just as he turned and sliced through the principal's desk with ease. 

She jumped, staring wide eyed as the metal desk collapsed, the edges where he sliced through melting. He turned the saber off and motioned. “One day you will learn to wield your own saber, but without proper training, you could have done this to one of your friends or your teacher. Do you want to do this to them?” 

Leia was still staring wide-eyed at the desk as she vigorously shook her head. 

“Do you understand why I am so angry with you for taking my lightsaber?” 

She nodded. 

“Explain it back to me.” 

She finally tore her eyes away from the desk, huffing as she did so. She never liked it when he made her prove that she understood, but she also knew he would not give in until she’d done it. “I could have hurt someone.” 

“And you could have hurt yourself.” Carefully, he knelt down to her level. It was more difficult than usual, given the room’s small size and the chopped desk in the middle of it, but he managed. Barely. He reached up and cupped her cheek. “One day I will teach you to use your own. I promise. But for now, I do not wish to see you hurt because you didn’t listen to me. Do you understand?” 

Tears welled in Leia’s eyes and she nodded before throwing her arms around his neck. 

He was still angry...but it subsided slightly with her little arms around his neck, and he patted her back soothingly. 

“You are grounded for the foreseeable future. No holovision. No friends. Not until you can prove that you’re responsible again.” He told her as she pulled away. 

She pouted and held up two fingers. “Two days.” 

“This is not a negotiation.” He pointed at her. “Prove you are responsible and we will revisit the matter of privileges.” He paused. “And I’m sure you are likely suspended from school as well. You will have plenty of time to think on the meaning of responsibility in the meantime by writing a letter of apology to your teacher.” 

Her pout deepened into a scowl, but she knew when he was unswayable. 

He stood and clipped his saber back to the belt where it belonged. “Get your things. We are leaving.” He told her as he motioned with his hand and the door to the office opened. 

Where the principal stood, waiting. 

“I...ah, assume Miss Leia understands what she did was wrong?” The man nervously asked as Vader approached, blocking his view of the office within. 

“I have dealt with it.” Vader answered simply. “How long will she be suspended?” 

The man swallowed nervously. “I...that won’t be necessary--” 

Vader took one threatening step forward and shoved his finger into the man’s chest. “I do not care for your fear of me. You will discipline my children the same as you would any other. How many days would you suspend a child for such an infraction?” 

He watched the man pale. “Uh...I, uh...thr--three days?” 

Vader’s gaze narrowed. That seemed lenient for a child who’d brought a weapon to school. He leaned forward until he was practically in the man’s face. “You are certain?” 

The man shrinked away from him. “...A-a week, but it was really--” 

By then, Leia had emerged from the office, her pink princess backpack slung over her shoulders. Vader stepped away from the man and placed a guiding hand on his daughter’s back. “She will see you next week, then.” 

Without another word, he guided Leia past the school secretary droid and to the front office door. 

He did not miss the principal gasping, “What happened to my desk?” before they left.

[monako-jinn-stories]

Echo X Fem!Reader FanFic

A Returning Echo ~ Before the Citadel

Main Master List

Story Master List

Chapter Six

Chapter Eight

Chapter Seven

Just a note that I will be using the Galactic Standard Calendar for this, so weeks/months will be how they are in Star Wars and not IRL

“General Skywalker, the cavalry has arrived.”

With that phrase, your men charged forward, surrounding the enemy from all sides. You began to tear through them, droid parts flying everywhere from blasters and grenades. You heard cheers from the 501st, glad to finally have relief. You made your way forward, trying to find where Anakin was. You spotted Ahsoka’s saber amongst the droids. You ran over to help, slicing through a droid that had snuck up behind her.

“Ahsoka,” you yelled over the sounds of fighting. “Where is Anakin?”

“He and Rex should be over that way,” she said motioning to her left before deflecting another blaster shot. You helped her finish off the small group of droids before running off in the direction she pointed you in. You quickly found Anakin, and you could see his movements were tired but strong.

“How’s it going?” You said when you reached him, covering his back as more droids came.

“Oh, you know, the usual,” he said while deflecting a shot.

“That’s why you needed our back up?” You joked. He took a brief second to give you a look before blocking a shot that had been aimed at you.

“Might want to pay more attention to the battle,” he said mockingly. You huffed and rolled your eyes before speaking.

“Tell this squadron to fall back and get behind the gun ships. My men will take it from here.” He nodded and yelled the orders into his comm link. You did the same with your own troops.

“Jawa squad! I need you over here, Anakin’s men are falling back.”

“Yes sir!” You heard from over the comm link. They moved over to join you, pressing on into the battle. You ran forward again, seeing more of Anakin’s men retreating as your squads took their place. To your right, a cannon hit some of Anakin’s troops. You quickly ran over and found Fives on the ground. He had been knocked off his feet and thrown back by the impact. As he lay on the ground, a droid was approaching and aiming at him. You ran over and covered him, taking the droid out.

“Nice to see you again, Fives,” you said as you reached down to pull him up.

“Thanks, General Jinn. Nice to see you as well.” You smiled in response before turning back to the enemy.

“Keep heading back, we have this under control,” you told him. He nodded and turned to continue his retreat.

The ground shook as more cannon shots landed around you. You spotted where they were coming from and ran over to the cannon.

“Uh oh,” you heard the droid controlling it say before you pulled it off and stabbed it. You then cut off the barrel of the cannon so that it would be useless.

“General Jinn, all of Anakin’s men have retreated to behind our gun ships!” Hex informed you over the comms.

“Alright, then let’s keep going. We can’t afford to lose this battle.”

You ran forward again, ripping through the enemy with your saber. You quickly realized that the enemy had changed formation, and your men would be closing in on each other soon, so you gave a new command.

“Jawa squad, fall back!” You shouted into your comm link. “Everyone, form position D-26!” Your men began to move, preparing to change tactics. When you met up with Sans again, you could feel his excitement through the force. “Alright, now!” Your men all charged forward, converging on the enemy in a way that no one would be in the line of their own fire. The droids were easily overwhelmed by your forces, and fell quickly.

The last group of droids stood surrounded, weapons in the air in surrender.

“Hold your fire,” you yelled. You walked up to the group with Sans, Hex, and Steele, lightsaber in your hand.

“We surrender! We surrender!” The droid said while shaking.

“That’s nice,” you said before the four of you finished them.

“Nice work,” Steele said, high-fiving Hex.

“General!” You heard from behind you. “Over here!” You ran to the clone who called your name. He was holding one of his brothers in his arms. You knelt down by the clone and pulled off his helmet.

“General,” he muttered out.

“Shh, Bomber, be calm,” you said. He took a few shuddering breaths before looking at you.

“It’s going to be okay,” you said. “We won’t leave you. Just relax, you’ll be fine.” You looked at the blaster shots in his armor. “You fought brave and well.”

“Th-thank you, General Jinn,” he said. “It was an honor…serving with you…y/n.”

You gently held his face as he closed his eyes, breath starting to come in more evenly.

“And an honor to have you as my soldier,” you replied. A small smile came to his lips before you felt his spirit join the force. You bowed your head for a second before standing up. He was the only one of your battalion who lost their life today. You always prided yourself on having the least clone casualties in battle, but every time one of your men died, it was painful. You made it your duty to know every single one of their names, and it made watching them die that much harder.

You gave his helmet to Tie, who had been the one to call you over. You felt his loss and hugged him. You could feel that they had been close, and that they had come up in rank together.

“He’s still with you, Tie,” you said gently. “He’ll be watching over you until you meet again.” He nodded, looking at you with tears in his eyes. “It’s okay to be upset, don’t hide it. It shows you have a heart.” He nodded again, letting the tears fall. He walked over to the rest of his squad and they all passed the helmet around, already missing their fallen brother.

“That was some impressive fighting,” Anakin said while approaching you.

“I’m glad you liked it,” you said while turning to look at him. Close behind him were Rex, Fives, and Echo.

“If I would have known you fought like that, I would have requested to join your battalion instead of the 501st,” Echo joked.

“Well, I’m not sure you would enjoy it, if I’m being quite honest,” you said. “We like action a little too much, and we’re pretty unconventional in our ways.”

“Yeah, doesn’t sound too much like Echo,” Fives laughed. “Mr. ‘repeat and follow orders.’ Thanks for saving me, by the way. I guess I owe you one.”

“Just find a way to make a fool out of Anakin and we’re even,” you said.

“Hey!” Anakin replied. “Why me? I didn’t do anything! As a matter of fact, I was doing perfectly fine until you arrived.”

“Aren’t you the one who called me for support?”

“Yeah, and I’m beginning to wish I didn’t.”

“What do you mean, general Skywalker?” Echo asked as he put an arm around you, causing your face to instantly flush. “She saved our asses, and looked cooler than anyone else while doing it.”

Rex and Fives looked at each other, then back at Echo with smirks. Anakin just gave him a questioning look. Echo realized what he was doing, and sheepishly grinned at you before slowly removing his arm.

“Well, the missions not completely over,” Anakin said. “We still have to take out that small comm tower. Y/n, Echo, you come with me to handle it. Rex, Fives, you go find Ahsoka and start getting everyone ready to leave.”

“Yes sir,” Rex responded before he went to find Ahsoka, Fives following behind after he gave his brother a nudge and winked at you.

“Come on, you flirts. This should be quick,” Anakin said, leading you two towards the cliff the tower was standing on.

“How did they get this up there,” you grumbled as you made your way up. The path was narrow, and the stone beneath your feet was loose. Every few steps would have a bit of rock falling as too much pressure was applied.

“They probably landed a ship up there and then flew off,” Anakin responded.

“And we couldn’t do the same?”

“No, this is far more fun,” he joked before his foot slipped. He quickly moved and pinned his body to the wall.

“Yeah, absolutely thrilling,” Echo said sarcastically as he paused, testing the ground. You took a moment to look out below you. Your brows furrowed as you tried to make out a figure on the ground. You realized it was a lone droid, and before you could say anything, it blasted under your feet.

“Y/n!” Echo shouted as you caught yourself, holding onto the rock with one hand. He reached down to help you up, but the rocks you were holding onto were crumbling under your weight. It felt like an eternity watching him reach his hand down to grasp your free one. He had almost reached you when the rocks under your hand started to move.

“Echo!” You screamed as they came loose from the rest of the cliff. You felt the fear come from him as you began to drop. Anakin was quick to act, grabbing you and throwing you to the top of the cliff with the force. You laid for a minute where he had thrown you, still in slight shock from the event. As you stood up, him and Echo reached the top.

“Are you alright?” Echo asked, rushing over to you. You nodded and turned to Anakin.

“Next time, you’re doing this alone,” you said while pointing at him.

“Hey,” he said, throwing his hands up defensively. “I didn’t know it would be crumbling when we climbed.” You huffed before you walked over to the small tower.

“We just destroying it?” You asked, pulling your saber out.

“Yeah, it won’t be much use for us, and we don’t want it falling back into separatist hands.” He joined you and began to help you destroy it. You broke all the parts so that nothing could be scavenged or used for anything else.

“Now how do we get down?” You asked, kneeling at the edge. You don’t know why you did, you had always been slightly scared of heights, and looking down only made you dizzy.

“We jump,” he replied. You spun around and looked at him like he was crazy.

“You’re out of your mind,” you nearly yelled.

“Just use the force to slow your fall and you’ll be perfectly fine this time,” he responded, fake sweetness in his tone.

“What about me?” Echo said. “I’m not exactly a Jedi and I don’t have a jet pack with this armor.”

“We’ll catch you,” Anakin offered. Echo didn’t look like he completely trusted that idea, but shrugged anyways. Realizing this was the only way, you sighed before looking back over the edge.

“See you at the bottom,” Anakin said, leaping forward. You grumbled to yourself, copying his action. Echo watched as you two dropped, and when Anakin signaled, he jumped as well. He fought the shout that threatened to leave his mouth as he plummeted down. When he neared the ground, you and Anakin began to slow his fall.

“See?” Anakin said when you were all safely down. “Nothing to worry about.” You punched him in the arm before walking over to your troops.

“You should invite me next time you decide to go skydiving,” Sans said as he walked over to you. “You looked like an angel flying down when you jumped.” You bit back a laugh as you felt the jealousy come from Echo. You glanced to see the glaring expression on his face, which Sans didn’t see as he was standing in front of Echo. You gave Sans a questioning look, to which he asked, “what? The mission’s over. I have time to flirt now.” You bit the inside of your cheek, glancing again at Echo. Sans noticed this time, and turned to see the clone behind him.

“Oh,” he said. “My bad. You must be the competition. My name is Sans, Commander of the 17th battalion.” He held out his hand, and Echo’s face turned confused before he shook it.

“ARC-Trooper Echo,” he said.

“Well, Echo, I’ll leave you here with the lady. From what I’ve heard, she’s got her eye on you as well.” Sans winked at you before walking off, leaving you slightly red from his comment.

“Competition?” Echo asked stepping closer to you.

“Oh, it’s nothing. He’s been in love with me since we met, but don’t worry,” you said, “I’ve never been interested in him.”

“And you’re interested in me?”

“Mmmmaybe,” you said, smirking as you responded. “What would you do if I was?”

He gave a small smile as he stepped closer to you again, your body’s almost touching. He reached up to your face, holding you so that you looked into his eyes. You felt your cheeks redden more, and were about to lean in when Anakin interrupted.

“Alright, it looks like everyone is ready to- oh,” he said, looking up at you two. Echo glared at him as you pulled away, biting your lip shyly.

“Sorry,” he said, “I can just- Uh, go over here?”

“No, it’s fine. What were you saying?” You said.

“Uh, everyone’s ready to head back to Coruscant. Just waiting on us to board the ships.”

“Alright, let’s get going then. I’m ready to get back to the temple.”

“You were having that much fun on Dohbar?” Anakin teased. You stiffened slightly, remembering the events of the past few days.

“Something like that,” you responded before going to your gunship. “I’ll see you guys back there?”

They nodded and headed to their own gunship.

When you reached Coruscant that night, you noticed that your royal transport ship was back. You had expected Codo to stay a while longer on Dohbar, but it seemed that he left shortly after you did. Perhaps he had been called back by the council. You started making your way, going to find him when you heard someone call for you.

“Y/n,” Echo said, catching up with you. “I was hoping we could talk some more tonight.” You pursed your lips, not wanting to leave him but needing to find Codo.

“I’m sorry,” you said, “but I have to find someone right now.”

“Oh, well, I could help you,” he offered.

“No, that’s alright. It’s pretty late anyways, and you’ve had an eventful few days. You should go get some rest.”

“Are you sure?” He asked, slight disappointment in his tone.

“Yeah, I’m sure. But we can talk tomorrow?”

“Oh, uh, yeah. That’s fine,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow, then,” you said before you headed off. As Echo watched you leave, he couldn’t help but wonder if he had done something to make you not want to talk to him. Had he been too forward with the attempted kiss? He thought you had also been going for it. He told himself that it was nothing, and that you really did have to go talk to someone. Something about the way you acted told him otherwise, though. He sighed to himself before he noticed Fives approaching.

“Troubles with the lady?” He joked, trying to lighten Echo’s mood.

“Yeah, actually,” he responded. “I didn’t say or do anything that might make her want to avoid me, did I?”

“No, not that I can remember. But you do smell.”

“So do you,” Echo shot back. “If Shaak Ti was around, she’d run from you faster than a ship jumping to hyperspace.”

“Shaak Ti loves my smell. Especially when we’re-“

“Alright, that’s enough,” Echo said while shoving his brother. “I don’t need to know about what you two do when you’re alone.”

“You sure? I could give you some pointers for when you and y/n-“ Echo smacked his brother in the back of the head, earning a chuckle from him.

“Just trying to help a brother out,” Fives said, dodging another swing.

“I’ll be helping your face meet the ground if you don’t shove it,” Echo mumbled.

Fives just laughed again and threw his arm around his brothers shoulders. “Come on, let’s go get dinner and then head to the barracks. I’m starving and we BOTH smell awful.”

“Master Windu,” you said when you saw him in the halls. You had been wandering the temple, thinking of where you might find Codo. “Do you know where Master Daawa is?”

“I believe he was heading to the garden the last time I saw him,” Mace responded.

“Thank you, Master,” you said before running off. You found Codo sitting in a bench, looking out across the garden.

“Kwol wanted me to tell you he was sorry for how he acted,” Codo said when you sat next to him.

“Well, Kwol is an adult. He can tell me himself if he really means it.”

“Y/n, my little one. Don’t be like that. You know what you asked of them, it was a hard decision.”

“I know, and it’s my fault that it took so long. I should have told them in the beginning when I found out.”

He nodded, agreeing with you.

“Yes, you should have. But it’s a mistake long past, and you cannot change it. You can only accept it and move forward. Learn from it. Do not repeat it.” You looked out across the garden, taking in his words.

“What did they decide?” You finally asked.

“They decided to let them come back with me after they talked to me about it. I explained to them the path that the Jedi follow, and what Ringo and Tayah’s lives would become. I explained that your situation had been different than most, and that if they allowed their children to come here, they might not see them again. They understood, and agreed to let them go.” You didn’t know how to react. You hadn’t believed your friends would let them go, but you also didn’t think they would want to keep them from their training. You hadn’t had any clue of what they might do, so either answer would have shocked you.

“I assume your helping Anakin went well?” Codo said changing the subject.

“Yes, it went alright. Though I almost fell off of a cliff because of him.”

“How did he manage to cause that?”

“Well, it wasn’t directly his fault, but he asked me and Echo to join him in climbing up to destroy a small communication tower. The cliff it was on had a very loose and unstable path, and a droid shot under my feet as we climbed. I managed to catch myself, before the rocks under my grip came loose. He did catch me with the force, so I guess he sort of made up for it.”

“You were with Echo again,” he commented, seemingly ignoring the rest of the story.

“Yes, I was.”

“He seems to be around you quite a bit as of late.”

“Well, I mean he is apart of the 501st and I have helped Anakin a few times recently.”

Codo held his chin for a second before responding.

“I suppose you’re right. But be careful, little one. Remember, he is a soldier and you are a Jedi. He may not survive this war, and you aren’t supposed to have strong attachments.”

“That’s a little hypocritical coming from you, isn’t it?” You said defensively.

“While I’ll admit to forming a strong, father and child like bond with you, I have never had a romantic attachment. I can sense you have strong feelings for this clone, even after only knowing him for a brief time.”

You were silent after his words. He was right, you were falling for him even though you barely knew him. But you couldn’t help that the feeling in the force when you were with Echo captivated you.

“I feel bad. Earlier, I think he might have thought I was blowing him off, but I was in a rush to find you,” you said.

“Well, are you worried he’s upset by your actions?”

“A little, but I did tell him I would talk to him tomorrow.”

“Well then. I suggest you get some rest so you can see him in the morning.” You nodded and stood up, covering a yawn as you did. You walked back inside and headed straight for your quarters. You took a quick shower before getting into bed, thinking again of that clone that caught your eye.

The next morning, you woke up and jumped out of bed. You ate breakfast then quickly got ready for the day. You practically fell out of your room as you stumble out the door, trying to get your boots on while running to find Echo. You had made it to the hanger, about to fly over to the clone barracks when Obi Wan stopped you.

“Good morning, y/n,” he said as he approached you.

“Hello Obi Wan.”

“Where are you off to in a rush?”

You bit your tongue for a second. You couldn’t exactly tell him you were on your way to meet up with Echo, he would wonder why.

“I’m just going to visit some troops,” you said, not exactly lying but not being completely honest.

“Well, I actually was about to look for you. I have a mission for you,” he said.

“A mission?”

“Yes. Come with me, I’ll explain as we walk,” he said as he turned towards the doors.

“But, I-“

“Yes?” He raised an eyebrow at you questioningly.

“Never mind,” you said. You’d just have to visit Echo later in the day.

“This mission is going to be an undercover mission,” he started. He explained the mission details to you before he told you how long it would be.

“Two standard weeks?!”

“Yes, two standard weeks.”

“But that’s ten days!”

“Yes, I am well aware of that, y/n.”

“I can’t just disappear for two weeks!” You said, stopping in your tracks. Obi Wan turned to you with a confused expression.

“You never had any problem with doing it before,” he countered while folding his arms.

“Yes, well, before I didn’t- I mean now I have-“ He raised an eyebrow at you as you tried to find the best words to use.

“Go on,” he said.

“Argh!” You gave up, not feeling like arguing about attachments right now.

“Y/n, is there something going on that I should know about?” He asked while eyeing you.

“No, Obi Wan. You know everything that you need to know.” He held your gaze for a second before he turned and started walking again, an unconvinced look on his face.

“I do hope you don’t start keeping secrets from me,” he said as you reached the library. “I need you to head out right away. Good luck,” he said while walking into the doors. “Oh, and don’t tell anyone about this. It’s undercover for a reason.”

“Wait, did you make me walk all the way here for no reason?”

“I wanted someone to walk with to the library, so I thought I might as well take you,” he said as the doors closed.

“But the hanger is all the way back on the other side!” You stared daggers at the closed doors in front of you, no doubt that Obi Wan was snickering to himself on the other side. You huffed to yourself before turning and walking back the way you came, grumbling about how Obi Wan was in for it when you got back.

[skywalker-swift]

I would love to hear more about tangled dinluke 👀

omg hello there I would love to talk more about it (this got super long so it’s going under the cut)

OKAY so cast of characters Luke as Rapunzel, Din as Flynn, Palpatine is Gothel, Anakin and Padme as the King and Queen, Leia would still be in this but just not born with magical powers so Luke and Leia still get separated, Din’s various vaguely criminal friends as some of the men in the ugly duckling, Artoo as Pascal, maybe Miggs and someone else as the stabbington brothers (i love miggs but thinking about the one episode in season one with the prison) and Max is IG-11, calling it now 

Anyways, basic plot of tangled still stands, Palpatine finds the flower and sings the song

Padme gets sick while pregnant with the twins, Anakin searches and finds the flower to save her, and thus the twins are born and alright, but Luke has this bright golden hair

Palpatine breaks in to steal a lock of hair, hair turns brown, steals a whole ass baby instead 

Palpatine raises Luke as his own, hiding him away from the outside world, and of course Luke sees the lights on his birthday and always the kid full of adventure longs to see them up close. Begs Palpatine to take him but Mr. Master Manipulator turns it against Luke, and continues to make Luke scared of the outside world

So Luke spends a lot of his time painting, cooking, so on and so forth

Anyways with the Brothers, Din steals the crown from the castle, and Grogu is there of course, which is the main reason Din is wanted by the kingdom, but because Din is always wearing a helmet, I think he might be more lax in this AU (haven’t figured that out yet), they can’t get what they think his face looks like on the wanted posters

Continued chase scene with the horse, Din ends up in the tower where Palpatine is hiding Luke away, and Luke just fucking decks him with the frying pan, and take Grogu away from him, who is super confused but likes Luke even though his dad was just knocked out, watching as Luke and Pascal try on the crown

Palpatine comes back, Luke tries to show him Din, and then the fight occurs, and Luke ends up asking for paint instead, so Palpatine leaves and Luke thanks Grogu for being so quiet

Luke and Artoo wake Din up, who is super confused by this pretty man with super long hair, and eventually he agrees to take Luke to see the floating lights, and Grogu is happy cause he likes making new friends!

Just imagine baby luke touching grass for the first time!!! Din is like literally what the fuck but also Luke is adorable so like whatever

Din tricks Luke into going into the Ugly Duckling because Din is not a fucking taxi service thank you very much, but then that goes wrong, and everyone is like Luke your dream is so cute!! Din your dream sucks 

Skipping forward to the scene in the cave filling with water Din tells Luke his name is Din (He’d been going by mando before, whoops sorry for not mentioning that sooner) and Luke is like I have magic hair and Din is like what the actual fuck 

aNYWAYS luke saves the day like always, and Din is like what did i get myself into, I DIDN’T SIGN UP FOR THIS but luke is so pretty and actually interested in knowing about Din, and so the orphanage thing is still real but Din tells him how he got Grogu, who just loves Luke so much, so Din takes that as a good sign, and Luke heals Din as well

Palpatine catches up to Din and Luke, and tries to convince Luke about Din’s true nature, and Luke is just like “I think he actually likes me,” and Palpatine “Toxic Kidnapper” manipulates Luke again with the crown 

Skipping forward a bit, just imagine their day in the city with Din and Luke, with Grogu so happy to see his Dad just so happy with someone for once, and Artoo, Grogu and IG are all like DANCE WITH HIM YOU FOOL cause there’s Luke looking like actual sunshine, and Din doesn’t dance, and then IG pushes him into the dance, and just Luke and Din holding each other at the very end of the dance (AHHHHH) OH and the little girls braid Luke’s hair cause i’m not taking out the long hair out of this plot luke would love his hair 

BEFORE THEY RELEASE THE LIGHTS DON’T THINK ABOUT HOW SAD PADME AND ANAKIN WOULD LOOK WITH LEIA, STILL TRYING TO FIND LUKE AFTER ALL THIS TIME AND HOPING THAT THIS TIME HE FINALLY COMES HOME BECAUSE THEY AREN’T COMPLETE WITHOUT HIM AHHHHHH

So, boat scene happens, and just Grogu sitting on Din’s lap so happy, and Din just calming Luke down about how if his dream doesn’t add up, and Just soft looks from Din and when the floating lights start appearing, Luke is just so happy, and Din is like “fuck I fell for him,’ and Luke eventually looks and sees Din and is like ‘fuck i fell for him and his little baby is so cute,’ so they send off lights together, and are holding hands with Grogu just happy to be apart of this and to see his dad look happy like that

Stabbington Brothers Spotted! On the shore, so Din is like, I should finish this so maybe Luke, Grogu and I can all live a happy life somewhere, and of course they knock him out and set him up pushing him across the lake on a ship, 

Luke and Grogu are just waiting for him to come back when the brothers threaten them, so Luke takes him and runs, and Palpatine saves him, so Grogu goes with Luke back to the tower

Din wakes up in prison, and he’s about to get executed, and all he can think of is Luke and Grogu, and he sees the brothers in jail cell, and threatens them, they tell him that Palpatine took them with her after scamming him

IG goes and gets the ugly duckling guys, and they get Din out of there, hook hand is def boba i forgot to mention that earlier, and Din and IG race towards the castle, where Palpatine knows he’s coming. 

Din gets there, Luke lets down his hair, Din makes it up the tower, sees Luke and Grogu in chains, Palpatine comes behind Din and stabs him, Grogu is crying and angry, and Luke is just resisting

Palpatine tries to get the two of them out of there, and Luke tells him that he will fight everyday of his life, unless he can save Din, then Din is locked up, and Luke is just like stop talking let me heal you, and Din cuts his hair instead of letting Luke heal him because he would rather Luke and Grogu be free than himself be alive

Palpatine turns to dust like the little bitch he is

“You were my new dream,” “And you were mine,” don’t fucking look at me

Grogu and Luke crying over Din, Grogu in Luke’s lap, then bam magic powers rescue the day, and just picture Grogu staring at the light

“Luke..Grogu?” and they just throw themselves on Din, who just so happy to have them both in his life, and Grogu in Din’s lap when he kisses Luke for the first time, don’t look at me 

the reunion scene with luke’s family, Padme staring at her son, and Leia throwing herself onto Luke, and Anakin wrapping all three of them into the biggest hug, and Padme pulling Din and Grogu in as well  DON’T FUCKING LOOK AT ME PADME WOULD HAVE LOVED DIN

And then the final scene with Luke being the one who like “after many times of asking, I finally said yes,” “Luke...” “Okay!! He finally said yes :D” and then Luke, Grogu and Din live happily ever after as a little family 

Omg sorry this is so long but here you go!!! please ask me more questions about this AU with details i might have missed!! thank you so much for your ask! also sorry about any spelling mistakes I was just so fucking excited when you sent this ask) 

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~ Ghosts: A Very Self Indulgent Clone Wars Story. Part 1 of ? ~

~ Title says it all. Includes a few but not all of the clones. More Jedi centrered this time, no I don’t care if that’s not how the force works it is now. Rated E for everyone. ~

~ yes I will get back to the other story very soon don’t worry about it ~

It had been a month since umbara but it felt like way less. No matter how much time it still seemed fresh in everyone’s minds. The world the 501st and 212th had been deployed on wasn’t helping any either. It was currently dark, and foggy. And chilly. It wasn’t below zero, but it was cold.

Tup couldn’t sleep. The atmosphere reminded him far to much of umbara and it was to cold in the barracks to rest. Plus his favourite heat source had run off. The nerve. So, he paced the halls outside the barracks. The planet already had a base built, as it was republic controlled. But the battalions had been sent there in preparation for a large scale separatist attack. That didn’t help his nerves. Nor did the fact he had heard the general and the commander discussing this planets unusual force and supernatural activity. But of course, that was just stories they tell to scare young padawans.

Suddenly he felt a chill and saw some of the thick fog from outside roll into the halls. That was weird... he walked in the direction it was coming from to see what was up.

It was coming from the hangar. The hangar doors should be closed for the night, but instead they were wide open. In fact, Tup knew they were closed before. How did someone get them open alone, and so quietly? The fog was pouring in from the outside and there was a dark figure standing alone in the massive opening. Only their shadow visible against the pale grey-blue of moonlight lit fog. The hangar still had all the lights off so he couldn’t make out any details.

“H-Hey... you’re not supposed to be here!” Oh tup hated the way his voice trembled. He shouldn’t be scared here, he could take whoever it was, even without a blaster. But it felt incredibly off. Whoever that was, didn’t feel like a vod.

Whoever it was turned around and their two glowing eyes pierced through the fog and right into tup.

“D-Dogma? Is that you?” It certainly looked like Tups brother, and of what Tup could make out, had the same armour. But it felt wrong. Very wrong.

Two double bladed lightsabers folded open, cutting through the dark. A green sabre in his left hand, and blue in his right. Tup screamed loud enough to wake the whole barracks.

Whoever it was cleared the distance between them in almost no time flat, way faster than a clone should be able to move. But in the light of the sabres, Tup finally got a good look at who it was. It really was Dogma. He had been right the first time. But at the same time, it wasn’t. Everything from his body language to the bloodthirsty hatred in his eyes while his face remained close to neutral wasn’t the brother Tup knew. It was beyond unnerving. And the low whir of these specific lightsabers was familiar to him. As if he could ever forget what the traitor Krell’s own lightsabers sounded like.

Tup backed away, dodging the strikes as they fell towards him. There weren’t any openings in the attackers defences, and Tup was just in his blacks. It was all he could do not to be struck through with each blow.

“What are you doing!? What’s going on!?” Tup rolled out of the way of another attack, but by the looks of it the other trooper was done playing around with him and the next strike made contact. Tup was struck through his shoulder and down across his chest. But before the second, killing strike could be placed, a squad of five troopers entered the hangar and opened fire.

The blasts were deflected and dodged, tup was thrown against the wall with an invisible shove. The attacker dashed towards the troopers, and with a few expertly placed swings the squad was quickly dispatched. The attacker disappeared into the base as Tup’s vision faded.

“Someone’s causing quite a ruckus in the hangar right now. Im surprised you’re not awake.” Qui-gon jin was standing near obi-wans bed, obiwan was still asleep. He was on his side, facing away. Face pressed against the pillow. “You know... it’s something big this time. Your troopers are in serious danger.” Quigon didn’t really expect obiwan to get up, or respond. He never did.

“They’ll be fine. Go bother cody” obiwan mumbled into his pillow.

“No I- wait, did you just respond to me?!”

“Mmmm should i not’ve?” Obiwan rolled over and suddenly the realization hit him and he sat straight up with a jolt “WAIT MASTER QUIGON?!”

“Yes, I’ve been here the whole time. I thought you couldn’t see me! You’ve been ignoring me this entire time?!”

“No, no of course not! I just couldn’t see you until now! Wait, you said something about disaster in the hangar?” Obiwan got up and threw on his outer robes, grabbing the lightsaber on his bedside table. Quigon disappeared.

Obiwan rushed to the hangar and immediately stopped when he saw the five dead troopers near the entrance. He cursed quietly under his breath. Not quick enough. He ignited his lightsaber and sensed what he could from the room. The hangar doors were open, but he only felt one other life form in the room, and it was weak. Not whichever separatist had done this. If it had been a separatist at all. This attack was unusual. The doors left wide open but no droid force, and all these wounds were from lightsaber. He pressed a button on his comm link

“This is General Kenobi, the bass is under attack. The separatists are already inside the building, I want all squads active!”

The security system kicked on and Kenobi approached the other life form slowly. It was a trooper, attacked with a lightsaber just like the other five. This one didn’t have armour on, probably couldn’t sleep. The trooper was shaking, but it wasn’t that cold. He didn’t have much time, but still he ripped a strip of material from the bottom of his cloak to wrap the wound, and wake the trooper. As he thought, he was terrified.

“Can you tell me what you saw, trooper?” Obiwan kept his voice steady and calm.

“Krell he... Krells dead he cant... he-it’s...-“ Tup was falling over his words and Obiwan gave up on trying to get a straight answer once he realized this was an umbara trooper. He heard a distant lightsaber activate and quickly gave Tup the rest of his cloak and took off back down the hall he came.

Kenobi came face to face with anakin and ahsoka. Definitely not so he was looking for. Right? Right.

“They hit the command room. Communications still seem to be working fine, but all the trooper in there were attacked.” Anakin reported.

“Any survivors? Do you know who it is? One of your troopers is alive in the hangar but he couldn’t give me a straight answer. If we know who this is we’ll have a better chance of stopping them.”

“No survivors. But-“ all three of their comms beeped, alerting them to an occurrence in the western corridor, near the main power generator. Anakin and ahsoka took the main route while obiwan split off on a different route, to corner them.

The power cut out for a second as the knight and padawan made their way to the generator, before the backup lighting kicked on. Anakin and ahsoka could see a blue and green glow across the wall as they turned a corner, expecting to see General grievous. Instead they saw a clone, retrieving a double bladed lightsaber from a freshly stabbed brother.

“What are you doing!?” Anakin growled. His eyes told him that was one of his own men, but the force screamed danger and darkness. The clone turned to face the two Jedi, grinning at them.

The clone spoke, and it was a mixture between a clones voice and something else entirely. “You don’t know what these are, do you? Clones are weapons, created to turn on their makers. Mutiny is in their blood. I’m doing you all a favour. But I suppose you are still to naive to see that.”

“My men are completely loyal! None of them would turn against the republic. Not like you... I know who you are” Anakin was holding back, he did know who this was, but he didn’t know what, or how it was. If he struck now, it would be in fury and confusion

Ahsoka shot anakin a puzzled look, not understanding. “Master, isn’t this one of our men?” She asked quietly.

“No. This is the traitor Jedi. Pong Krell.” Anakin took a high swing, parried. Four blades left little opening in his defences. Anakin gave a slight force shove to off balance krell before striking for the middle, parried, fake mid and a high strike and- anakin is force thrown down the hall. He didn’t see the trooper’s hand even move for such an attack. Krell fled, and Ahsoka went after him. But he activated a blast door with the force and jumped through before ahsoka could.

Anakin was up and right beside ahsoka, cutting through the door. But before they could finish it sprung open again. Master Kenobi.

“We lost him!” Anakin cursed.

“Well did you see who it was?” Asked Kenobi.

“Yeah. Pong Krell. I know he was confirmed dead on umbara, but there’s no way it wasn’t him. I think he’s possessed one of my troopers or something. It’s not a mental problem with the trooper, as he could use the force. And fight in a way no trooper I know could.”

“That is... concerning to say the least. How do you suppose we stop this menace?” So the trooper on the hangar had been right. Obiwan should have believed him.

“Well he died once right? Why not kill him again?” Ahsoka chimed in.

Anakin was thinking the same thing, but he would have rather his padawan didn’t say things like that in front of his master.

“He was killed once and he came back. Clearly that didn’t work the first time. We should apprehend him and see what the council has to say about this. I think it would be wise not to kill him.” Obiwan didn’t really want to end up killing the trooper as collateral, but with the situation escalating, he might just have to.

A blast door slammed shut between Rex and his squad. Then a few more down the halls. Rex waited, blasters raised. He knew what would come next. It was no surprise to him when the blast door separating him from his group finally opened again, with his enemy standing at the ready. Four dead clones at his feet. But what was a surprise to him, was seeing that his enemy was Dogma. One of his own troopers. With the lightsabers of the traitor.

“Stand down trooper” Rex seethed. How could Dogma do this? He was so loyal! Dogma took a step forward. “Drop your weapons! Or I will be forced to shoot you!”

“Captain Rex. Is that any way to speak to an authority figure?” That didn’t sound like any clone Rex knew of. That sounded like...

“Stand. Down. Trooper.”

“For a mutinous clone such as yourself? I suppose it is.” The lightsabers whirred as they swung into motion, charging the captain. Rex shot back, but his bolts were easily deflected. He dove out of the way of the swing, but as he raised his blasters to fire again, they were cut in half. Krell raised to swing.

Rex was about to roll left when something else told him “no.” Time stopped for a minute as unseen hands guided the captain back to his feet, and his hands right onto the attackers. The other trooper looked surprised but fought back, trying to angle the blades into Rex. Rex struggled back, but he was losing. The other trooper somehow much stronger than him. “May I?” The same voice asked politely.

“Go for it.” Rex answered aloud.

Suddenly, it was as if rex was an outside observer to his own body. Watching through his own eyes. Whoever was in control now wrenched the green sabre out of Krell’s hand and pushed him back. “The force...” Rex thought. Rex’s body turned off one blade of the sabre and got into a ready stance. The opponent shifting and doing the same. Rex watched bewildered as his body moved on its own, all the grace and skill of a master.

“I sense I’m no longer fighting a-“ krell was saying, but whoever was helping Rex didn’t pause for a monologue. Their blades clashed once again but each move krell made was parried almost before it could happen. Rex had experience fighting dual bladed opponents, and he would not lose again. Wait, no, that wasn’t right. Krell caught them in the brief moment of confusion and Rex’s friend didn’t block in time. The blade nicked Rex’s leg.

“Anakin!”

“What, Master?”

“I sense... I sense master quigon is in danger.”

“What? How! He-“

“This way!” Obiwan suddenly turned a corner, heading away from the barracks where the group was originally headed. He began cutting through a blast door that blocked his path, and anakin joined to speed up the process. They heard a blast door open and close somewhere on the other side, and they got the door open just in time to see Rex and a lightsaber clatter to the ground.

Anakin and Ahsoka ran to him, Ahsoka turned him over and supported his head in her lap.

“He’s alive” Anakin breathed, relieved.

Rex blinked awake, back in his own body “hmm? Wha? That was strange...” Rex got up and grabbed a blaster from one of the dead clones “doesn’t matter right now, he went that way, we need to stop him!”

“Just wait up Rex. He’s probably already long gone. But you’re not dead, what happened?”

Rex stopped and looked back at anakin “I... don’t really know. I had help. I thought it was one of you, sirs. Their voice sounded a little like General Kenobi’s. I was asked permission and when I agreed it was like someone else took over my body. Definitely a Jedi. They fought off krell for me, but left once I was safe. I got a strange glimpse of a memory from them, they’ve fought a Sith with double bladed lightsaber before, but they lost.”

“You had help from my old master, Qui-gon Jin without a doubt. If he left you afterwards, than I think we may be able to get your trooper back. Set that to stun.”

Dogma was spotted in the medical-wing so kenobi and Rex headed to his last known location and Ahsoka and Anakin ran for the medbay itself. Anakin suspected that was where the real target was. The medbay was cleared best it could be, on Anakin’s orders but there was only so many places for the wounded to go. The blast doors were closed but they all knew that wouldn’t hold him.

As two lightsabers pierced the door Anakin held up a hand for the combat medics positioned behind makeshift barricades to hold their fire, before the door was kicked in.

A mixture of bolts set to kill and stun filled the air in an instant, but krell was good, and he dodged and deflected his way through the chaos. He force-shoved the medics to the ground and the two Jedi took that as their cue to switch in.

Anakin leaped up and struck down hard in a downward slash, that was deflected to the right. Ahsoka sweeper left but she was parried and flipped backwards against the returning strike. Though the Jedi continued to exchange strikes, it was clear that Krell was outmatched against two opponents. Ahsoka dropped her sabres and began to levitate, force choked without krell seemingly lifting a finger.

Anakin took another slash at Dogma. He had to break his focus before is padawan ran out of air. But his attack was deflected. On the return strike though anakin locked sabres with him, putting his weight behind it. Krell had to bring the second saner to match the force, or he would be cut with his own blade. The sabre lock was taking to long though and ahsoka was struggling harder.

Suddenly with a loud metallic clang of aluminum against someone’s skull, Dogma deactivated the lightsabers and fell to the ground, along with ahsoka. Anakin put away his own lightsaber.

“Did you just-“

“Yes.” Said Kix, holding a folding chair. “Now if you have binders I suggest you take him to the brig quickly because I have no idea how long that’s gonna hold.”

“Sir yes sir” said Anakin, still stunned.

Obiwan Kenobi Met Skywalker and Tano at the brig. Dogma hadn’t woken up yet, but they were going to try to expel Krell from him anyways. Obiwan opened the cell and the three Jedi entered. The cell closed behind them.

The Jedi pried into the clones mind, which was much harder to do when a dark Jedi was actively trying to keep them out. It was clear now, the two entirely separate entities, one weaker and dormant, the other much stronger and controlling. But after a few hours, they had started to blend. After just a minute rex had gotten access to a little of Qui-gon’s mind, but now it looked like e dominant force was trying to absorb the other into non existence. Skywalker solved this the best way he knew how. Applying tremendous force to both sides. He squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his hand into a fist, driving a wedge through the troopers mind.

“No, Anakin!” Obiwan withdrew, but anakin was still putting on more pressure, slowly moving his hand closer to the clone’s head. He was struggling now, ahsoka had to hold the clone in place, they were trying to resist the power.

Anakin was getting frustrated, and the dark presence didn’t want to move. But it was budging.

“Stop Anakin! You’ll kill him!”

Skywalker wasn’t paying any attention to Obiwan. He was so! Close! He pushed harder. The clone screamed. But he drove that wedge just an inch further and withdrew.

Anakin opened his eyes. The clone had stopped struggling, or screaming. Skywalker thought he actually had killed him before ahsoka said

“Pulse is back. He’s breathing again.”

“Good.” Anakin wiped his hands “let’s go then. We can question him when he wakes up.”

The three Jedi left the cell before Obiwan began lecturing anakin. “You almost killed him! Why didn’t you stop when I told you to!? That was dangerously close to the dark side you know. That was brutal!”

“Yeah well Krell’s gone. I think. Thanks to me. So, you’re welcome.”

Anakin stormed back to his quarters.