#and the jedi council just. did not see that at all. because their relationship with revan and malak was damaged

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aside from some generic comments about revan's hunger for knowledge and power in their youth there's an overarching preconception from the jedi council on dantooine that revan was corrupted/turned by 'something' as opposed to just. falling. it's literally a formula: revan was a little bit of a problem child, and then Something Got At Them because they were a problem child and didn't listen to reason, and now no one is surprised. when speaking to all the other members of the dantooine council, they give various permutations of alluding to something out in the outer rim corrupting revan and malak to the dark side (or in vandar's case, outright stating it).

jedi master lamar is the most antagonistic towards the player character, he's the only one who actually believes that it's possible that revan and malak fell before the mandalorian wars

PC: What happened on the Outer Rim to corrupt Revan? Vrook Lamar: I do not believe Revan and Malak were corrupted on the Outer Rim. They had begun their journey down the dark path long before the Mandalorian threat appeared. Here on Dantooine they discovered a sinister cave, a place where the strength of the dark side overwhelms the light. Perhaps this discovery was what first corrupted them… or perhaps they sought the cave out because they were already corrupted. Whatever the explanation, the Order was unable to turn them back to the light. Had the Council taken more decisive action in this matter, perhaps Revan and Malak could have been stopped. But in this we failed.

but even he makes a mention of the ratakan ruins possibly corrupting revan and malak somehow. the logic of it makes sense, considering the last jedi to fall and become Everyone's Problem was exar kun, who was turned by freedon nadd in some sith ruins. and in the context of just the game it's all very black-and-white, but taking in what comes out of the comics there's a deep rejection of the role the jedi council played in alienating revan and malak from the jedi order. if anything, the council would interpret their actions during the lead-up to the war as attempts at damage control for the inevitable storm that would be the jedi civil war. and again, none of this is acknowledgement of revan's fall as a something they wanted. it's always about something corrupting them, something dark and evil reaching out and winding its grip around them. and compare that to kotor ii, where you speak with others who had known revan during wartime, who had been on revan's side, that it's suggest that their fall is something they did of their own volition.

[sinsofnivan]

ani x reader smut

can't stop, won't stop. — Anakin Skywalker x YOU — SMUT!

SUMMARY: anakin just loves spoiling you rotten, buying you the things you want, giving you the things you want, and giving you all the pleasure you craved for.

all of it.

PAIRING: ANAKIN SKYWALKER/you.

WARNINGS: porn without plot, fingering, inappropriate use of the force, dirty talking, overstimulation, forced orgasms, save me service dom anakin, established relationship, au where the jedi council isn't really that strict yk.

WORD COUNT: 855

A/N: i can only think of one person that's name ani and that's my pookie wookie anakin skywalker. if that's not him, idrk who you mean . . . crossposted on my AO3.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT!

your cunt squelched ridiculously loud as anakin slipped his fingers in and out of your slit, his digits coated with your addictive essence. you laid on top of your boyfriend, back resting on his chest, and your body secured in place by his metal hand; squeezing and toying with one of your nipples. "ani," you squirmed, and anakin only shushed you as he licked and gently nipped on your cheek. "shh, baby," your body writhed, back arching beautifully—and anakin wished he could see it from above. 

"you don't want obi-wan to hear you, do you?" anakin whispered in your ear, a tongue tantalizingly running over the delicate shell. "or maybe you do . . let everyone in here know that you're mine," his laugh rings in your ear, and you gasped when you feel a thumb run over your soaked clit. "you like that, baby? you're clenching around my fingers so tight," before you could even say anything else, his fingers began to pump into you in an ungodly pace—and you had to slap a hand over your drooly mouth to keep the noises at a minimum. 

the tips of his fingers kept hitting in all the right places, curved upward to keep grazing against that spongy nub that made your eyes cross. a cold, familiar sensation circled around your clit, but it's not his fingers, no—you knew his fingers better than that—and you can only assume it's him using the force on you. the hand on your mouth is useless because you squealed when you feel your clit being gently pulled and pinched. "anii . . ani—! stars, oh my stars," 

"yeah? y'feel good?" you could only nod, mind only focusing on this bliss he could give you. "it feels good—love it when you fingers fuck me!" you babbled. "i don't believe you. if you really felt good—," you feel a suckling sensation on your clit, and you're left stupefied and slack-jawed. "if you really felt good, you're gonna cum. gonna make a mess all over my fingers," "but i'm not—'m not close yet," "oh, but you are,"  he cooed, doubling the intensity on your clit. "you are, baby. don't you feel that?" 

and you were at a loss for words.

coherence forgone, all you could do was stammer anakin's name. you hadn't even noticed he moves beneath you, making you wrap an arm around him as he captured your lips. it was sloppy—your tongue only languidly glissading over his. it's messy, and anakin did most of the work, but he's not complaining. he loved you like this. "come on, baby. don't you feel good? do you want me to stop?" he won't stop, of course not, but he wanted to hear how much you needed him. it always made his cock twitch under those restricting undergarments.

"nooo . . no p , please,"

there it was. his precious girl. "then you're going to cum for me, baby. you know y'wanna," another curl of his fingers against your sensitive spot makes you wail and sob, your orgasm spraying everywhere all over his hand. "theeere you go . . " anakin had his eyes affixed to your pussy—how his knuckles were glimmering with your essence, and how your cunt gushed with every slide in of his fingers. "there we go uh-huh. that's it," he kissed your temple, encouragement whispered into your ears—though, you haven't processed his words yet. and he didn't stop there, no. 

he would purposefully slide his fingers slowly, and shoving them back in swiftly and forcefully, coaxing small fountains from you. 

and you? 

you were a drooling mess—eyes barely open and only whining when anakin was riding your orgasm out with his teasing fingers. "i knew you could do it, baby." he purred, capturing your lips once. "what do you say?" "th , thank yo—♡?!" your words were abruptly cut off, his fingers began to fuck into you again, with your squirt making it easier for him to reach the deepest parts of you; the sucking sensation back on your clit—and more intense than ever. your eyes were wide, legs beginning to quiver from overstimulation, but you could feel phantom hands keep your legs spread. "a , anii—♡! m, my cunt—!"

your moans echoed around the room now, and probably outside those thin walls. he didn't care if passersby or obi-wan or whoever the fuck else heard anymore. "yeah? what's wrong with your cunt, baby? c'moon, tell me." "cunt's feelin' s, sensitive—oh my stars,♡!" "aaw, you poor thing . . . think y'just need to cum, Y/N." that thumb brushing over your clit is not a coincidence, and a grin quirks up on his lips when you screamed his name, your body doing as he says and cumming hard.

his pace doesn't stop this time, and your pussy ached with oversensitivity—and anakin could see it from how your hips bucked, trying to writhe away from his merciless fingers. "do you want me to stop, darling? want these fingers to leave your cunt empty and cold?" and oh, you precious thing. anakin couldn't stop himself from chuckling as he watched you hesitate, and then shake your head. 

"that's what i thought . . give me a kiss, baby," 

end.

A/N: i will make a part two of this, but i just want to let people know that i accept requests! <3 thank you for reading!

[queenbasicallynotbasic]

read a couple fics in which anakin marries padme then finds out that jedi don't forbid relationships and he's kind of a bitch in them

and author is like 'omg anakin didn't trust obi-wan enough to tell him' and obi-wan is all sad and disappointed in anakin and i just wanna say this

we all remember chancellor palpatine's role in anakin's life, right???

like

found this absolute gem (derogatory) in the wookieepedia

anakin's twelve in this.

twelve.

i mean-

palpatine has been filling anakin's ears since he was nine.

i think that he says something that anakin wants to hear or agrees with - and then twists it to something else. and he does this for thirteen years straight.

did something wrong? didn't tell kenobi because you're worried he'll scold you? don't worry, child, I'll never scold you for anything. you can come to me whenever you want, tell me whatever you want.

feeling angry? the jedi say to let go? well, yes, you're young, it can be hard to let go of feelings this quick. it's not wrong if it takes you a few days - a few weeks - a few years to let go.

kenobi went on a mission and didn't tell you? i think he should've. well yes, the council told him not to, but if he had told you, how would the council have known? i think he didn't tell you because he didn't want to tell you.

you think he trusts you? you think they all trust you?

they don't.

and if they don't trust you, should you trust them?

let me give you an example.

suppose you're going to the gym everyday with your friend A. you're eating healthy, and all that jazz. it's been two weeks and your friend B drags you to the mall. she wants you both to eat out.

i'm going to the gym, you tell B. i can't eat out.

well, you haven't been eating out for two days, right? B smiles. what's one cheat day?

she's right, you think. i've been eating healthy for two weeks - what's one day?

and then it happens again four days later. then again. then again.

and suddenly you realise that you're eating out four days a week and your meal plan's gone to hell.

because not eating out takes actual effort - you need to control yourself. and nothing's wrong with losing that control once or twice. but when there's a person right there, nudging you in the other way, making some pretty valid points, it's easier to give in and listen to them.

[you can't say that anakin shouldn't have listened to palpatine, he should have controlled himself nonetheless. i'd like to reiterate that he was nine.]

i think that even when he found out that palpatine was sidious, anakin didn't realise exactly how much he had been manipulated by him. he still genuinely thought that most of the "friendly advice" that palpatine had given him had been exactly that, friendly advice. he listens to palpatine because he's been doing that for the past thirteen years. of course the chancellor knows best.

and after mustafar, when palpatine tells him that he killed padme in his rage - he thinks himself too far gone. he regrets ever turning, but who is he supposed to go back to? obi-wan? his brother the man he just tried to kill? he's done so many heinous things. he can't be redeemed.

and in any case, he doesn't deserve redemption.

i think anakin realises the extent of palpatine's manipulation when he tries to turn luke in return of the jedi.

when palpatine tells luke, replace your father. take your place beside me.

that's when anakin realises just how long he's been manipulated by this man - like how he is trying to manipulate luke. when he realises that everything he's done has been on the whims of the chancellor, sees that he is redeemable. when he finally finds someone to go back to - in his son and in his daughter.

and the jedi returns to the light.

[ladysarai]

10 Star Wars Fic Recs for Fanworks Day!

So, today is International Fanworks Day! I saw this post for Feedback Fest 2025, asking for comments "recommending 10 fanworks. Tell everyone why you love these works and why they should check them out." And because I am ~EXTRA~, I decided to make a Tumblr post for this.

But then I realized I could not keep it to 10 recs total and decided to do two posts--one for Inception, and one for Star Wars. There is NO rhyme or reason to the fics recommended here, other than "this is a story I linked to @nutterzoi and told her to go read RIGHT NOW and then when I saw the link I thought 'oh I should read that again'."

Here be my Star Wars fic recs! They are all prequel era, because I have a problem and that problem is named Obi-Wan Kenobi. Recs under the cut!

Trail Markers by @ooboowoonkoonooboo: A modern AU, which I was super hesitant at first, because to be honest? I have been taking my fandom faves and shoving them into Star Wars AUs for the last, oh, almost 30 years. But this was about high altitude climbing! And Codywan! And a special interest of mine is absolutely high altitude climbing and Everest, and here they are climbing Annapurna. (What's even more impressive is that the author ACTUALLY DID THEIR TREK, which. Is probably why it's just so amazingly excellent.) But the writing is fantastic and emotional and the backstory of Cody and his brothers kept me reading when I should have been doing other things. I have not been able to stop thinking about this story since I read it.

New Growth by @outpastthemoat: I was a Jedi Apprentice fan back in The Day, and have a new fixation with Melida/Daan (because look. As an adult, thinking about Qui-Gon abandoning a 13 year old Obi-Wan on a wartorn planet where adults are fighting and killing their own children is really fucked up, and I like the exploration of that). ANYWAY, I have read a BUNCH of post-Melida/Daan fics, but this is my favorite, and from Qui-Gon's POV. He is such a complicated character with a lot of flaws and I love that about him, but he's also a Good Man. Having a Padawan is like having a plant, and the fic includes this line: “No child is ever low-maintenance,” Tahl returns. “You just weren’t paying attention.” I absolutely adore Qui-Gon needing to think of Obi-Wan as a plant in order to realize what he needs to do to help him.

The More I Live the More I See this Life is Not About Me by K_R_Closson: A fic in which Clone Wars General Obi-Wan Kenobi touches a Sith artifact and turns into his 13 year old post Melida/Daan self. (I mentioned the fixation, right?) It's so good, with excellent clone POV (hi Cody ilu), and the tension that comes with knowing they need Obi-Wan to be his adult self again but seeing the boy who doesn't want to be General Kenobi. The conflict that Cody and the clones have regarding forcing someone to do a thing they don't want to and the parallel with their own lives is just. Chef's kiss.

After the War by antheiasilva: It is Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan, so if that's not your jam, be warned. But it's not generally mine either and I love this story to pieces. It's set after the war, in a world where Qui-Gon lived, and it has a really amazing concept for how they defeated Palpatine. It also really does not shy away from showing the PTSD Obi-Wan would and should have after the war. But like: Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Anakin, Padme, Ahsoka and the baby twins all living together in Naboo's Lake District. Come on now. Bonus points for the complicated relationship they all have with the Jedi Order, too. It's just full of found family feels.

Patron Saint by @andthepeople: SO FREAKING GOOD. It's an always-female Obi-Wan AU, and I am obsessed with how being female does and does not change who Obi-Wan is and how she manages her role as a Jedi Master and council member and General. The relationship between Obi-Wan and her troops is the heart of the story and the love they all have for each other is just. GUH. Please read this story. The ending is fabulous and has Obi-Wan pulling a Jean Grey Phoenix X2 move that just. I can see it. Everything about this is perfect. (Also it's Codywan.)

And I Fear Nothing by @fox-trot: Unfinished, and that is heartbreaking, because this story is so good. I literally read it all in one six hour sitting, and it's another fic that won't leave my brain alone now. Obi-Wan is on Tatooine with Luke, Leia, Cody and Rex (and later, perhaps a few others). It's all Found Family and PTSD and how they all heal and hurt each other. I love it unconditionally.

The Legend of Liob by killbothtwins: Honestly one of the most entertaining and hilarious stories I have read in a LONG time. A photojournalist is posted to the 212th to help with PR for the war. Someone (Boil) impulsively creates an imaginary trooper, and things spiral out of control from there. But this imaginary trooper does save the day! In just about every single way. It's got great humor, amazing clone and Obi-Wan characterization, and a fabulous plot. Do yourself a favor and read it.

Silent (and So Near) by @tessiete: Another story I have not been able to stop thinking about since reading it. It does say Chapter 1/6, but idk if more will be written or not. I personally do hope so! It's SO well written, and full of emotions. Qui-Gon lived through Naboo, and now the Clone Wars have come and he is NOT interested in being a General. Just. Qui-Gon's feelings and thoughts are so fascinating to me, and his relationship with Obi-Wan and Anakin, guh. The lengths that Obi-Wan goes to to keep Qui-Gon safe from himself. The river stone. Anakin's attitude. I am obsessed with this version of Qui-Gon, tbh.

[to speak of precious evenings] by @cillyscribbles: OH I love this story. First of all, the way with words is just. Beautiful. But taking the "Cody and Obi-Wan get drunk together and talk" plot and turning it into this is a talent. It's beautiful.

Every Shadow by @kenobster: SO. VERY. GOOD. Unfinished, and I hope that it won't stay that way, but just as an FYI. I swear, this is the post Zygerria fic I need. Everyone's trauma after that arc is here and they are all hot messes having terrible times. But it's done well, and the writing is amazing. Do heed the warnings, but nothing explicit is in the fic. This is another story I can't stop thinking about.

[sammys-magical-au]

Alright I’ve had caffeine and I’m wired so here’s my fucking rant of the day

I’ve seen the take floating around that “the Wrong Jedi arc only encourages Jedi-critical fans to hate the Jedi more and also destroys a decent Master-Padawan relationship with Barriss and Luminara”, and I almost shit my pants out of rage because there’s so many things wrong with that statement

First of all, if you can watch the Council dismiss, accuse, expel, and basically condemn a 15 year old girl to death when she was innocent, and then proceed to gaslight her when she is found to be innocent by going “haha I guess this was just the Force’s way of saying you’re ready to be a Jedi Knight, you can come back now lol” without even taking responsibility for what they put her through, and after all that you have absolutely nothing critical to say about the Jedi, that’s actually insane.

Second of all, Barriss and Luminara’s relationship as Master and Padawan clearly was not that healthy. I won’t deny that Luminara cared for Barriss and vice versa, but Luminara quite literally said to Anakin that she thought it was best to leave Barriss and Ahoska to die on Geonosis, just because she “felt her slipping away” - and this took place at a time when Barriss and Ahsoka were EVEN YOUNGER than they were during the Wrong Jedi arc. I don’t give a fuck if that’s the “Jedi way”, it’s child abuse and straight up neglectful, plain and simple.

And my THIRD gripe with this is that Anakin’s Padawan-Master relationship with Ahsoka is RIGHT FUCKING THERE. Is it the healthiest either? No, but at least Anakin actually cared enough about Ahsoka to save her life and give two shits about whether she died or not - AND tried as hard as he could to prove her innocence during the Wrong Jedi arc when practically nobody else did. Oh, but wait, y’all only see Anakin as Vader so his good actions don’t count I guess, right? And his relationship with Ahsoka is automatically inherently toxic because *checks notes* he genuinely loves her and wants to protect her. I see.

I guess my point here is I hope some of y’all in this fandom never have kids if you’re fine with them being treated this way in media, it says A LOT about how you view kids irl 🤦🤦

[sparkplug02]

hc that the reason Mace Windu was scowling at everyone but particularly at Anakin so much between the Phantom Menace and Revenge of the Sith wasn’t that he was upset or that he disapproved or whatever, but that he has major RBF. This is a consequence of being able to see shatterpoints in the Force but not knowing what those shatterpoints are connected to.

It’s easy when you’re fighting someone. Mace is playing the video game of life with the training module permanently enabled. Hit the bright spots with your lightsaber and you win the fight. Simple.

But now he’s involved in politics and management and government and he’s on the Council and there isn’t an active threat at the moment but people are still glowing. Mace is pretty sure he isn’t supposed to fight all these people but that only marginally narrows it down. Should he talk to them? Help them? Teach them? Give them space? Send them on a retreat? He doesn’t fucking know.

He also doesn’t know why he should do these things. These are shatterpoints, but for what? What are they involved in that matters so much to the Force? Eventually, everyone has a glow of some sort, because the Force connects all living things and everyone makes a difference in someone’s life. At least, that’s the conclusion he comes to.

Mace has been side-eying the Disaster Lineage for generations because they’ve always had stronger shatterpoints for as long as he can remember but he cannot for the life of him figure it out until it’s too late.

First it was Yoda. Yeah, that’s understandable. This 800+ year old frog is probably involved in who knows what, maybe just stay out of that one when possible. Then again, Mace thinks, if he’s got that much going on, why is he trying to lead the Order? Shouldn’t he be taking care of whatever it is he’s so important to? He doesn’t even like the administrative side of the Council.

Dooku is one of Mace’s biggest regrets. When he left the Order after Qui-Gon’s death, Mace thought maybe this was the lynchpin to figuring out those shatterpoints, and maybe Dooku’s journey would lead him outside the Order. He was one of the people who kept in touch with Dooku after he left, right up until he became a Separatist. That day on Geonosis was a mindfuck in many ways to many people, but in THAT way to Mace specifically.

Qui-Gon was the first person to tip off Mace to the fact that this lineage was particularly important and increasingly so. One bright shatterpoint in a lineage was significant. Two was rare. Three was unsettling. Not only that, but each apprentice had been brighter than the last. Qui-Gon had never glowed so brightly as he did right before he left for Naboo and never returned. It was at this point that Mace started feeling uneasy around the Disaster Lineage. Not because he didn’t like them, he loved them dearly, but their bright shatterpoints was starting to be a consistently negative omen.

Obi-Wan continued the upward trend in brightness. At this point, Mace didn’t know whether to intervene in his and Qui-Gon’s relationship or step back. When Qui-Gon died, Obi-Wan’s shatterpoint grew stronger, and Mace made a point to keep close to the young Knight and to watch over him as he grew into a Master. He didn’t mean to take the young man so seriously, but he didn’t want a repeat of Dooku or Qui-Gon with this Jedi he had grown so fond of. If he accidentally intimidated Obi-Wan, it was only out of care and concern.

So of course, when Anakin walks up with the strongest shatterpoint Mace had ever seen at fucking NINE YEARS OLD, yeah, he was apprehensive at best. Again, not because he didn’t like Anakin. He was a kid who had grown up in slavery who was separated from their only parent, that would weigh on anyone. When Qui-Gon died, Mace feared for Anakin’s life. When Dooku became a Separatist, Mace feared for his fate. That prophecy was the last thing on his mind. For all Mace knew, it could apply to Anakin or it could apply to someone else, or it could be something completely obsolete. What he DID know was that these physical embodiments of shatterpoints were growing more worrisome by the generation.

Ahsoka was, thankfully, not so nearly as strong of a shatterpoint as her master and grandmaster. She was the first in her lineage to be so, and Mace hoped and prayed that she would fare better than those who came before her. Right up until her trial, of course, at which point she became a much stronger shatterpoint, almost rivaling Obi-Wan in brightness. He thought they were out of the woods when she was proven innocent (thank the Force Skywalker is a bit of a loose cannon) only for her to follow in Dooku’s footsteps and walk away into the sunset.

So yeah. By the time Revenge of the Sith comes around, this is how the Disaster Lineage stacks up: Yoda is even more reluctant to fulfill his administrative duties and is carrying the weight of the entire galaxy on his mind, Dooku has been outed as Darth Tyrannus and is now dead, Qui-Gon has been dead for over a decade, Obi-Wan is sporting grey hair at a whopping thirty-five years old, Anakin is rapidly losing mental and emotional stability, and Ahsoka left her entire support system behind. Mace can’t be in the same room as Anakin or Obi-Wan without being blinded by their shatterpoints, the war is at a critical point, and Mace has no fucking clue what he’s supposed to be doing anymore.

Cue Chancellor Palpatine, aka Darth Sidious, who has successfully hidden HIS COLOSSAL MOTHERFUCKING shatterpoint from Mace this entire damn time. Anakin tells Mace that Palpatine is a Sith Lord, and he’s almost grateful. This must be why Anakin’s shatterpoint is so strong, he figured it out. Okay, you, massive shatterpoint, STAY PUT and let me handle this. I don’t want you to die and I don’t want you to go rogue. Please stay safe.

Once Anakin finally connects the dots, there’s no point in hiding it anymore, so once that fight starts in the office, Palpatine drops the shielding. Mace is back to the basics: hit the shatterpoints with your lightsaber. Not only does Palpatine have the only shatterpoint that has rivaled Anakin’s ever, but it might be the only reason Mace survives that fight.

Then here comes Anakin, bounding in when Mace SPECIFICALLY told him not to. He’s trying to kill one shatterpoint, trying to protect the other, and the Chosen One turns.

The entire reason he’s had RBF is that, without Palpatine’s shatterpoint to connect the dots, Mace has been trying to figure out what the deal is with this lineage for thirteen goddamn years and he doesn’t figure it out until Anakin’s already falling down the slope into Darkness.

[saintmurd0ck]

lakeside dreamin'

masterlist

pairing: jedi general anakin skywalker x f!reader

summary: anakin reminisces about your lives together while he's away fighting in the clone wars

warnings: heavy angst, mentions of canon events in TCW, canon typical mentions of warfare, some smut/spice, mentions of sex, minors DNI 18+ only

a/n: to the one anon who requested this maybe a year ago? i saw clone wars anakin and it was over for my brain 🫠 anyway love you guys and leave a comment or reblog if you liked this! 🥺

song pairing: love on the brain (rihanna)

The war was taking its toll.

Day after day, planet after planet, all Anakin knew now was his place on the battlefield. And his role in leading the victory for the Jedi and the Republic, even though their dogma preached peace, not violence. Every skirmish brought a new kind of horror to his once uncomplicated life, whether it was watching Separatist droids and clone troopers alike, cut down as easily as marsh reeds, or the simple fact that his relationship with the Force was dwindling towards something impure. Something he couldn’t make sense of, and would surely raise more questions than answers if he were to confide in his Masters. It wasn’t that he contemplated reaching towards the Dark side, or thought of the kind of evil only the Sith could endure; it was more like an isolating numbness that spread from within, and before long, Anakin felt the cloud settle over his mind.

He was tired of seeing smoke — the kind that billowed in every direction, stinking of despair and lost hope on his front, despite the war turning to the Republic’s favour. It was the sound of unending blaster fire and the repetitive ignition of his lightsaber that haunted his nightmares, and with only the company of his clone legion, his Padawan Ahsoka and the occasional appearance from Obi-Wan, he felt himself starting to slip.

He was overwhelmed, and encumbered with burden. 

Never before had he experienced such guilt, anger and suffering — towards his army, towards the civilians caught in the crossfire, and towards his relationship with you. 

The secret life the two of you led, away from the Order, felt like something out of another galaxy, another lifetime. It was as if eons had passed since he’d last seen you, and yet the world was constantly evolving — not towards freedom, but into a more destructive version of its past. Even for a Jedi General (and, one could argue, because he was a Jedi General), Anakin had little comfort, and much less sway in which systems he visited and what he took part in. Seeing you was absolutely out of the question, but it wasn’t like he bothered to even ask, out of fear of inviting a lecture from Obi-Wan, or Maker-forbid, an audience with Master Yoda. 

At least things like facilitating training for the Onderon rebels allowed him to feel more of himself, and to an extent, a sort of unity with the Council, but all of that was quickly replaced by the more sinister side of the Separatist Alliance, such as the trainwreck on Zygerria. Liberation didn’t exist there. Not until Anakin showed up.

It was these events that really compelled him to look inwards, to not just seek the Force’s guidance, but to use it in tandem with a coping mechanism that would get him through the war. 

And so the vignettes began. Slowly, at first. 

It started off as little glimpses of your life together, slices of euphoric nostalgia that weaved their way into Anakin’s being. He didn’t realise just how much he yearned for you; not simply the way your skin felt on his, but the pureness of your energy, the reminder that good truly did exist in this world. As much as these images were a solace to his sanity, they brought about a sense of malaise. Contrition, actually, if he sought the Force for the purpose of clarity. Even though it all existed in his head, allowing himself these indulgences felt like once again, he was breaking Code. 

But could it really have been that bad, if it honed his focus? If it drew him back to the bigger picture, of the why? Reminding himself of who it was he fought for didn’t erase the atrocities, but it gave him that flicker of hope, knowing that the sum of his actions equalled a better world for you. 

And some selfish, miniscule part of him figured that if he could lead the victory, he’d be pardoned when the Order inevitably found out about the life the two of you shared. It isn’t as if no-one already knew. He was sure Ahsoka was aware. Rex, too. He doubted when it came to Obi-Wan, but then again very little got past his Master. 

While the memories of you lay fresh before his eyes, they seemed to sharpen at specific points throughout the day; often in the thick of battle, or when he woke up in the middle of the night, drenched in a cold sweat, nothing but thin shafts of moonlight illuminating his body. It’s like they were stitched perfectly amongst the real action, scattered at perfect intervals that jerked his body into manoeuvre.

The sweetest images had always featured the lake. 

Armed with nothing more but his wits, his back pressed against the cold, wet stone in a cave on Vanqor, he reminisced about that first night with you by the lakeside. The sweet smell of wildflowers carried in the breeze, heightened by his affinity for the Force. He recalled the gentle lapping of the waves on the shore, and how the two moons cast their milky glow upon the shimmering surface of the water. And you — radiant, almost ethereal in the soft light, and the way your lips brushed against his neck, filling him with the kind of heat that flooded all at once. Not even the screech of the pursuing gundark could have interrupted this moment in time. He felt his breathing go ragged, because he remembered what happened next. He gritted his teeth, thinking about the way he moved inside you, and how you tangled your fingers in his hair, pressing chaste kisses to his mouth, his chest, whispering his name in sinful bliss. The gundark didn’t stand a chance. Not when Anakin’s motivation for getting out alive laid in sweet promise, embedded in these visions.

His name felt the most natural rolling off your tongue, nevermind that that was truly the last real thing he possessed, unmarred by time and the influence of the Jedi. In that moment, when you’d taken him over the edge with you, crying his name so loud he swore someone had heard, he knew he’d give it over to you if you’d asked.

He thought of the lake again when he was in Felucia, crouched low amongst the sillum. His lightsaber grew heavy in his hand, the ridges suddenly awkward in his palm, but the grip he’d started to lose on his lifeline gave rise to something he couldn’t ignore. 

It was another temperate day and the sun had created the most brilliant reflections on the surface of the lake. With the grasses and trees swaying in the wind, Anakin closed his eyes, reaching out with the Force. He didn’t prod or poke, but rather he cast a wide net, a delicate caress, to connect with the life that teemed. It sang to him in a multi-layered harmony, acting as a prominent reminder that the Force flowed in all living things. And when his eyes fluttered open, he watched you carefully as you walked towards the water, your feet crunching on the smooth pebbles that made up the beach. You turned around to give him a dazzling smile, moving with deliberation to slip off your clothes. Your laughter echoed in the crisp air as you dived into the lake, disappearing under a swathe of emerald green, only to resurface in the middle with a large grin plastered to your face. He didn’t hesitate to jump in, to shed his clothing on the spot. A shudder ran down his spine at the thought of what happened shortly after. 

Sometimes it was hard to return to the present, to remember that he’d sleep alone that night while you were only just waking up, systems away, most likely after another fitful slumber.  There were times where he thought these visions would serve no other purpose than to derail him, when the temptation of your touch shadowed his desire for victory. These moments guided him to channel the Force within, so as to remind himself of why he was doing this in the first place. Because it was more than just a coping mechanism. It was an anchor. A thrumming pulse point. A gentle acknowledgement of the life he wanted to come back to.

It’s then that he wondered when enough would be enough, when the war would come to a stalemate, as it so often did in their history. The tide was turning, and he knew it.

And there it was again, that kernel of hope, that ember of light that shone in the depths of his soul. Even reduced to a ghost in his memory, you were tangible, so tangible now. He wouldn’t let the Separatists win. He couldn’t, because there was too much at stake. And so if thinking of you, in these ways, helped him remember that, he wasn’t going to stop. 

Not for anyone. 

[marvelstars]

I was thinking about the worst part when it comes to Obi-Wan and Anakin´s relationship issues wasn´t the tragic end in ROTS but those seeds planted at the start of their story where Obi-Wan resented Qui-Gon´s attention for Anakin while he felt the boy wasn´t much to look at and a future issue for his master with the Council in the long run which made Obi-Wan worried for his master reputation and how this would be affected while he could care less about Anakin´s well being or his pov or even his feelings on the matter.

The worst part is that Anakin didn´t just listen to Obi-Wan´s words, he could feel all of this from Obi-Wan as sensible as he was with the force and he could deal with Obi-Wan seeing him as a problem as long as Qui-Gon was alive and seemed to genuinely care for him even if nobody else at the Jedi Temple seemed to care but when Qui-Gon died he should have felt very lonely with a new guardian grieving his master who saw him more like a promise to his master legacy than a person.

Imagine all those times 9 year old Anakin missed his Mom or cried himself to sleep thinking about her, wondering if she was alright while other padawans teased him about his former slave status, his lack of formal education or his difficulty understanding concepts they have been told since they were babies, while not having any close relationship for the mere fact he didn´t grow up with them and his master more or less agreed with them even if he didn´t openly said it.

Anakin didn´t even have someone to have his back while he was growing up at the temple, because from their perspective those were issues he had to get over, no need for someone to support him emotinally or simply showed him some empathy, those were the same issues Obi-Wan had with Anakin since the moment they meet and while Anakin certainly did his best to grow into his potential, stydying hard and doing well on his studies, he was hardly recognized by his master, when his efforts were seen as arrogance instead of efforts to get the approval of his master and his peers.

Imagine that level of loneliness that your only company during your development years were the droids who helped you remember home and your Mom while at the same time feeling guilty for not feeling welcome at the temple because you were free and feed while your mother and friends were slaves and often lacked food and no one in the area could even begin to understand how Anakin felt and why except "Palpatine" but instead of helping Anakin he used this to manipulate him, get his trust and later make him fall to madness and the darkside.

The Sith Lord master understood better than anybody else at the Jedi temple that Anakin needed a father figure, not a master or a cold envoirment because that was familiar to him, that gave him emotional strenght and stability and more importantly, that make Anakin trust them and give his loyalty, no wonder he decided leaving Anakin to train as a Jedi in such circunstances were proper eteps towards becoming his sith apprentice and that irony probably didn´t escape him or Vader once he fell to the darkside but I don´t think Obi-Wan quite got that understanding until later when he saw Luke grow up with the Lars family but certainly not in the first few years post ROTS, he probably just reflected on where did he go wrong with Anakin.

[antianakin]

(Anon pls) So I don't know if its anywhere else but my country had a 20th anniversary revenge of the sith remaster, and it was the extended edition. Can I just say IT WAS SO COOL TO SEE IT IN THEATRES FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE!!! I LOVED IT. Anyways, It really made me think that anidala was cute and real for a hot minute, but good god despite being powerful and smart these people are so stupid about their relationship's consequences! There is reasons why jedi don't get married, or obsess over their loved ones safety (no matter who the loved ones are! I sometimes obsess over my best friends health because WOW there's a food illness epidemic where he is jesus christ ANYWAYS) and its like Yoda said, you must prepare to loose everything you love because you just might and it'll make you unstable as a person whose powers is directly linked to their mental state! Augh!! then palpatine played anakin like a fiddle (like he always does) while using padme as carrot in a metaphorical carrot-stick metaphor to turn sith. And he does because despite his knowledge and power hes stupid boy man baby and double stupid because whirlwind romance shit going on. I low-key think palpatine in his sithly ways sent visions to anakin, who is known for not getting visions (except about his mother and now padme). And the delicious tragedy but sad and devastating is that padme does fucking die. Because of stress and domestic abuse and STRESS THAT HER PARTNER TURNED INTO A MONSTER ("my plans are gone, i am numb and dying emotionally" = "loosing the will to live") THAT TRIED TO FUCKING KILL HER. AND ANAKIN THAT ASSHOLE. THE LEADER OF THE COUNCIL THAT SUPPORTED YOU AND AGREED ON YOUR INTEL ABOUT SHEEV BEING A SITH AS TRUE, IS SUDDENLY A TRATIOR? Bruh Its also weird like so much anti-jedi shit i see online (reddit, tumblr, tiktok) is like, directly said out of palpatines mouth. Like almost word for word. "Dogmatic Jedi" "all sides of the force" "they are distrusting and blind to the truth", etc etc. Its 2am. Ill be back soon. Was amazing to see on my birthday. Yoda did some force blocking shield shit in the fight against emperor palpatine in the empty senate, blocking lightning. So cool. Adios

Sorry I haven't responded to this for several weeks, but I'm so glad you got to go see it and had fun seeing it in theaters for the first time!

Revenge of the Sith was the first Star Wars film I got to see in the theaters, my dad took me because he really wanted to share it with me, so I made sure to go again with him for the 20th anniversary re-release so we could celebrate that anniversary for us, and it was also really fun.

[gffa]

On the topic of book recs, what do you think of Master and Apprentice? I read it when it came out and it’s been so long the only thing I meaningfully remember was liking Rael and I’m honestly still surprised he hasn’t shown up more.

Oh lmao what to say about that book--there was so much I liked! But there was also so much that utterly baffled me! I spent a lot of time trying to get my head around the narrative of the book, what it would tell me versus what it would show me, and that kind of drove me crazy and I wrote so many posts about it, to the point that I'm sure I was deeply annoying lol. Ultimately, I like the book! But I like it in a very specific way--that I think it shows Qui-Gon as someone who is deeply flawed in a very caring way and he should be allowed the space to be flawed without it being used to condemn him. Like, so much of that book drove me crazy because Qui-Gon would say he didn't think the Jedi should be so tied to the Republic and that it was mistake, but then what saves the slaves at the end of the story? That Obi-Wan acts as a representative of the Republic so that the organization was forced to let them go. But this isn't remarked on, it's just there! Or Qui-Gon would say that the Jedi aren't doing more to change things and then, when he is offered a chance to be on the Jedi Council, where he could make the changes he was looking for, he turns it down because he doesn't want to stop being Obi-Wan's Master and wants to continue doing whatever he wants. But I'm not sure the narrative recognizes the structure it's setting up, despite that it kept coming back to it again and again. So, ultimately, I recognize I may be reading against authorial intent (but honestly I'm a Lucas-centric fan, so that's the only word of author/authorial intent I often care about XD), but to see Qui-Gon being written as kind of full of himself, but in a likeable way, someone who didn't see the things he was doing while preaching at others, who was kind of terrible with actually talking to Obi-Wan (the book does acknowledge this!) made me actually enjoy it, but in that specific lens, rather than with Qui-Gon being 100% right or 100% wrong. My other qualm about the book is that it was billed as a Qui-Gon & Obi-Wan story, but honestly it's really not. Obi-Wan is there a lot, he even gets many point of view scenes, but the story didn't really have much to say about him (and it's not the author's fault, I thought she did great with Obi-Wan's character in her From a Certain Point of View story even when it was from Qui-Gon's point of view!) and I wound up with nothing to say about Obi-Wan in that book. Me! Nothing to say about Obi-Wan in a book! How??? But I loved the relationship Qui-Gon had with Dooku--for memory, I think it was a lot warmer than some people see it? Which made sense to me, given that Dooku seemed to genuinely think Qui-Gon would have joined him when he talks to Obi-Wan in AOTC. And I enjoy Rael as a character, too! I wish he'd shown up in more, other than Dooku: Jedi Lost, because he's such an interesting addition and a semi-reflection of Anakin's character (given his struggle with the Jedi lifestyle, the late adoption, etc.) There were also some banger lore quotes (that one about Qui-Gon saying that the Jedi creche taught them all about how darkness was inside them all is one I trot out often) and I think I'd enjoy a reread. I know it sounds like I'm bashing on the book or on Qui-Gon, but honestly I don't intend it that way, and I'd actually like to reread it someday to see if my feelings have evolved on it.

[anakin-pilled]

𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴 - anakin skywalker x fem! reader (part one)

pairing: anakin skywalker x fem! reader

wordcount: 4.8k

warnings: minimal uses of y/n (trying to avoid writing this as much as possible but sometimes u need to!), awkwardness, anakin needs a break, POV switching (im trying something new, but its still in 3rd POV), reader is a popstar (very loosely based of taylor swift), too many scenes (i'll limit it next chapter) rating: 18+ (my blog is 18+ only)

rating: 18+ (my blog is 18+ only)

taglist: lmk if u want to be added!

author's note: well, here it is!! my first anakin fanfic!! i was listening to gorgeous by taylor swift and it just reminded me of how much i hate beautiful men (hayden christensen) and the effect they have on me and then this feeling just spirialed and became a fanfic--and my first ever mini series! i'm aiming for four or five parts? enjoy!!! (proofread but if u see a mistake pls tell me). sorry if the first part is boring, i'm just trying to set the vibe and introduce the major plot elements! creds to saradika for the header!

All Anakin Skywalker wanted was one, uninterrupted kriffing break. Yet, even that seemed like too much to ask from the Maker. With an annoyed sigh, Anakin quickly ended the call on his comlink and made his way out of his living quarters and towards the Jedi Council’s meeting room. “What do they want from me now?” Anakin thought to himself. 

It wasn’t unusual for Anakin to sport an attitude, but lately, his foul mood had been exacerbated in the last few months for several reasons. Anakin’s recent breakup with Padme laid heavy in his heart. As the war raged on and both of their duties called them away for weeks, even months, at a time, the young couple rarely had time to see each other. It was supposed to be a small break at first–Padme was working on an important bill that could change the tide of the war, so she wanted to focus all her energy on gaining support for the bill from fellow Senators and campaigning for its passage on the Senate floor. So, Padme suggested that she and Anakin take a quick pause on their relationship until she was finished with the bill. But even after the bill passed, Padme was too consumed by her senatorial duties to put her all into a relationship. Anakin was just as busy on the battlefields, traveling to distant systems, and ensuring that the Separatists did not win any more than they already had. However, he was still willing to put an effort into their relationship because he loved Padme more than life itself. Padme was Anakin’s first love, and they had already been through so much together. Didn’t that mean something? It was late one night when the couple retired to Padme’s apartment that she dropped the news. Anakin felt as if his whole world shattered. He begged on his knees to Padme, to give them another chance. She insisted it was for the best and that she would reach out to him in a few months when she felt ready. Anakin would be lying if he said a part of him was shocked. After all, Padme put her job as Senator above everything else. But still, it hurt knowing that the one person who he would abandon everything for, would not do the same for him. 

Aside from the breakup, Anakin was tired of the constant fighting, the rising death toll, and the never-ending chaos that always seemed to follow him. The 501st Clone Battalion’s most recent war campaign was brutal, and they lost a few men to Trandoshan separatists while in battle at a small, Outer Rim planet. Anyone could see that Anakin thrived in war. He was nicknamed the “Hero With No Fear” for a reason. But, the death of his men, or any man under Republic forces, always left his heart and mind unsettled. 

As Anakin reached the door to the Jedi Council, he quickly shook his head as if to ward away his dark thoughts. He really should meditate more. The door opened and Anakin was greeted with the sight of the Jedi Masters sitting in a circle, he noticed many of them appeared via holoprojectors. 

“Hello masters,” Anakin said with a bow. He looked around until he met eyes with Obi-Wan, who happened to be off-planet at the moment. Obi-Wan gave Anakin an uneasy smile which blared the alarms in Anakin’s head. Anakin was already in a defensive mode due to his rocky relationship with the council. 

It was Mace Windu who spoke first. “General Skywalker, we have called you here today to discuss an upcoming mission. It is to our understanding that you are currently on a break right now, however, you were specifically requested by the Chancellor for this task.” It must be an important mission if the Chancellor himself requested that Anakin carry it out. 

“There will be an upcoming charity event hosted in honor of the Republic to raise funds for the war effort. The event is being held in Corulag in ten rotations from now. While Corulag is part of the Republic, there have been recent Separatist activities within the planet and its system,” Master Windu continued.

“And what will I need to do while in Corulag?” Anakin asked with a slight edge in his voice. He really didn’t want to travel off-world.

“You will be the personal escort and bodyguard to the charity’s main event, singer (Y/N) (L/N). She will be performing a show as part of the charity and her presence is estimated to bring in a lot of credits for the war effort. While we don’t personally believe there will be a threat on her life, the Chancellor suspects that the Separatists may try to infiltrate the singer as a way to ruin the charity’s efforts.” 

Anakin felt his annoyance flare up again. He was being taken away from his well-deserved break time to babysit a singer? This was a job that even a Padawan could carry–Ahsoka could do it with her eyes closed. 

Even through the holoprojector, Obi-Wan could see the tale tell signs of his former student’s growing anger. He pitied the boy. Obi-Wan felt that Anakin deserved his break, especially after his most recent mission. However, it was not up to Obi-Wan alone to make these decisions. With the war prolonging itself more than necessary and the expenses rising every day, the Republic needed as many credits as it could get from its supporters. Obi-Wan quickly piqued up from the side to calm his friend, “Anakin, the Chancellor personally requested you as the singer is a family friend of his, and he trusts you. The Council will discuss giving you vacation time after completing your mission.” As vexed as Anakin might have been at first, he certainly didn’t want to disappoint the Chancellor. He had no choice but to accept the mission. Anakin silently nodded to the council. 

“Recieve more instructions tomorrow, you will. Rest for now,” said Yoda from his chair. 

And with that, the meeting was over. Anakin said his goodbyes with a bow and walked out.

After Anakin left the meeting, he headed towards the Jedi Archives to conduct some research on his new mission. He wasn’t interested in who the singer was, or what she did. Rather, he wanted to know what kind of person she was–was she a controversial celebrity, or did she stay in the lines? Anakin prayed he wasn’t dealing with some crazy, entitled celebrity who did whatever she wanted. That would make his mission harder than it needed to be. He had heard of the singer’s name in passing from Ahsoka, who kept up with recent trends via the HoloNet. As a General and a Jedi Knight, Anakin no longer had the same sense of freedom that he had as a Padawan, even though he had much less freedom than his other Padawan counterparts. “Perks of being the Chosen One, I suppose,” Anakin bitterly whispered to himself. 

Anakin filtered past the front desk of the Archives after giving Madame Jocasta a quick nod and small time. He wanted to be in and out so he could get food from the Temple’s cantina before retreating to his living quarters for the night. 

“What do you mean they are assigning a Jedi Knight as my security detail?! I thought this was supposed to be a simple concert for a charity event, why are they assigning a Jedi if there is no imminent danger?!” you exclaimed to your manager, Gido Frisco, with a pointed look. 

When you agreed to perform at this charity event, you did so because you wanted to help raise credits for the Republic. Your management discouraged you from having any outspoken opinions on politics as it could lead to alienation from fans and tabloid backlash. But after your home planet became a recent victim to Separatist forces, you could no longer idly sit by and continue living as if the war didn’t affect you. When the charity’s organizers approached you to do this event, you happily agreed because all the credits earned were going to a meaningful cause. To the Republic. To democracy. 

The event was to consist of several performances by famous artists from throughout the Core Worlds, but you were the headlining event. Though you would humbly deny it, your popularity superseded everyone else set to perform. The media and your fans dubbed you “the Galaxy’s princess” due to your popularity as a singer across the Galactic Core. You hated that nickname. You were very far from a princess–you were just lucky enough to be born with an innate musical talent. Nonetheless, you were still treated as if you were royalty. 

“Look, I’m going to be blunt with you. There has been Separatist activity in and around Corulag, but we don’t predict that it will directly affect you. Think of the Jedi as an extra security personnel. They won’t let anybody or anything hurt you,” explained Gido. 

“Who is we?”

“We as in myself, and the Chancellor. He was quite worried for your safety when he heard of your acceptance to perform.” That made much more sense. The Chancellor, an old family friend of yours, often looked out for you throughout your years on Coruscant. You had no family on the planet as all your family lived on Bar’leth, only visiting you every few months. While you saw them as often as you could, the help and care they provided you was limited to messages on your holo tablet and calls via communicator. The Chancellor took it upon himself to help you whenever he could. You were extremely grateful for his help, but you couldn’t help but feel unnerved by the thought of having a Jedi accompany you. You knew Jedis were the peacekeepers of the galaxy. As the war started and worsened, the Jedi were thrust into a new, partial position. Where the Jedi went, trouble unfortunately followed. Would more trouble follow you if you were accompanied by a Jedi than if you were not? Only time would tell. 

“Very well. And when will I meet this Jedi?” 

“You will meet him tomorrow morning. Please do not stress the situation. We are merely taking precautions. Rest for tonight and we will talk more in the morning. Goodnight, princess.” And with that, Gido walked out of your apartment and you were left alone.

You walked outside and onto your balcony and observed the night sky. Your eyes followed the speeders flying through the air–a cacophony of honks and whizzes! reached your ears. You leaned upon the stone masonry of the balcony’s railing and rested your elbows on its surface. You then laid your cheek in your palm and closed your eyes as the lights of Corscuant reflected off your statue. You took into the slight breeze of the night and enjoyed this moment of serenity. Who knows what the next few rotations will bring? You could only hope you would suffer a nicer faith than your home planet. Your eyes opened, and you retreated into the lush interior of your apartment and began your nightly routine. 

Holy kriff, this man is kriffing gorgeous! Those were the first words that popped into your head when you saw the Jedi knight walk into your living room. It was early in the morning. You thought he was only supposed to accompany you at the charity benefit, but your team thought it would be best if he accompanied you throughout the week as you prepared for the event and ran errands. 

As he walked closer to you, you felt your mouth run dry and a creeping heating sensation sprouted from the base of your neck to your cheeks. You could only hope he didn’t feel the heat radiating off your body. He was wearing dark-colored robes, with a maroon long-sleeve undershirt, and only one leather glove on his right arm. Was this a fashion statement of some kind? Gido spoke up before you could say anything. 

“Welcome, and thank you for being here Jedi. I can assure you that it means very much to us and I hope that you find yourself comfortable for the next few rotations. Our team will do its best to ensure you are properly accommodated. My name is Gido Frisco, and I am (Y/N)’s manager.” Gido reached out his hand for Anakin to shake. Anakin took his hand in a firm grip and replied.

“Thank you. My name is Anakin Skywalker, general of the 501st Legion. I will do my best to keep (Y/N) safe.”

Anakin. You had heard of him before–he was the Republic’s poster boy and a very successful leader. Though you knew of him, you had yet to put a face to the name until now. Instead of making eye contact with the man, you simply stared at the ground until Gido included you in the conversation. 

“And this is (Y/N),” Gido said. 

You then looked up at Anakin and made eye contact with the gorgeous man in front of you. Your eyes widened slightly as you took in the color of his eyes. They were a dazzling shade of blue that was highlighted by the scar running down the right side of his forehead to underneath his eye. 

There was an awkward moment of silence before you stuttered as you reintroduced your name to Anakin and shook his hand. Shit, he's strong, you thought as he shook your hand with a firm grasp. If there was one thing you were weak for, it was a strong man. A strong, beautiful man!

“Pleasure to meet you too. I’ll be at your service this week,” Anakin stated with a small smile. Kriff, even his voice was attractive! You could only stare at him and nod. You were truly at a loss for words. Wait, can he hear my thoughts right now? You thought to yourself. You heard the Jedi could use the Force to read minds, but you didn’t know if this was just a rumor. You hoped it was just a rumor or you'd find yourself burying yourself six feet under the ground out of embarrassment.

“Well, now that you two are acquainted, I’ll be taking Anakin so we can go over the security details. Stay here until then.” Gido then led Anakin out of the room and that was the last you saw of the Jedi until dinner time. 

When Anakin woke up the next morning, he walked toward the Temple’s catina to grab a warm cup of caf and breakfast. The food was meager most days, but it beat having to live off the plain-tasting ration bars that he ate most of the time when he was on missions and campaigns. As Anakin walked through the tables to find a seat, he was greeted by the site of his former master sipping on a cup of tea and conversing with Ahsoka. 

“Ahh, Anakin. Nice to see you this morning. I am terribly sorry that you have been called upon for another mission. I do believe that your rest was well-deserved, but unfortunately, I had no power over this decision,” Obi-Wan stated as he continued to sip on his tea. 

“Thanks, Master. I can’t say I’m particularly excited about this, but hopefully, after this is done, I can properly enjoy my rest.”

“Master, you’re so lucky! I am so jealous of you right now. I wish I could join you, but Master Sinabu has requested that I assist him in a few lessons with the younglings,” Ashoka pipped in. “Hey, do you think you could get me an autograph?” She was excited. Ahsoka was no stranger to being in the company of high-profile people, but most of the time, it was limited to officials and members of the Senate. Boring! The thought of her master working with one of the most famous singers of this generation was honestly hilarious to her. A part of her wished it was her on this mission instead. The last time Anakin was on babysitting duty was when Ahsoka first joined Anakin as his Padawan was to rescue Jabba the Hutt’s son. Much like Anakin, Ahsoka believed this task could’ve been carried out by a Padawan, but as Obi-Wan explained to her, the Chancellor personally requested Anakin for this task. 

“Snips, I’m there to protect, not get autographs. Try practicing your mediation skills, and maybe I’ll get you an autograph,” Anakin said with a small smirk on his face. Much like him in his Padawan days, Ahsoka found meditating tedious and boring. He honestly should meditate more to set a better example, but Anakin’s teaching method was more of “Do as I say, not as I do.” 

“Oh come on Skyguy! You owe me this favor after I saved your butt back on Florrum. What would you have done if I wasn’t there to save you from all those assassin droids?” quipped Ashoka with a slight raise in her eyebrows. Damn, she got me there, thought Anakin to himself. But, he wasn’t going to let her have this win so easily. One might say that Anakin was acting immature for his age, but he and Ahsoka’s relationship thrived off witty remarks and friendly competition. Anakin’s relationship with Ahsoka was one of the most precious things in his life. 

“Except I won our last sparring battle. That makes us even, no?” Ahsoka’s smile quickly dropped, and she glared at her master. Anakin took a sip of his caf and continued, “Only kidding, Snips. I’ll try to get you that autograph. I might be too busy trying to keep this singer out of trouble.”

Obi-Wan observed his former student and Ahsoka with fondness. “Do not worry, young one. You will beat Anakin one day. A student is only as good as their teacher, and you have a good teacher. I would know–I taught him,” Obi-Wan joked with the two. “Anakin, I hope this mission goes smoothly. I know how badly your last assignment went.” Obi-Wan placed his hand on Anakin’s shoulder and squeezed it.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Though Anakin’s ego subsided since he lost his arm at the Battle of Geonosis, it didn’t mean he liked talking about his failures. The Separatists somehow acquired important Republic intel and managed to ruin Anakin’s battle strategy with a surprise attack. He and his men just barely made it out on time before a full Separatist takeover happened. Anakin’s appetite was ruined by the thought of it. 

Suddenly, Anakin’s commlink beeped and he knew it was time to head out to the hangar and receive his instructions for the week. He said his farewells to Obi-Wan and Ahsoka before going to the hangar, where he was surprisingly greeted by the Chancellor. The older man smiled at Anakin and shook his hand.

“Anakin, my boy. I cannot express my gratitude to you for accepting this assignment. You see, I specifically asked for you because I knew that I could trust you with my dear family friend. I do hope that you take care of her well.” 

“Of course, Chancellor. She will be safe under my watch.” 

“Now, she shouldn’t give you any trouble. She is a well-mannered girl. However, I have just received secret Separatist intel and wanted to share it with you before I visit the council. According to the intel, Count Dooku has ordered intelligence to interfere with the benefit. Our report says that he is planning on hacking our broadcasting signal and threatening the talent for the whole galaxy to see. For what, I do not not know. While we do expect the benefit to raise many credits for the Republic, the show will also provide a boost in morale for the citizens of the Republic. I theorize that Count Dooku wishes to ruin the public’s perception of the Republic’s efficiency and control over the war and the talent are a way to do this,” explained Chancellor Palpatine.

Anakin furrowed his brows. “Seems like Count Dooku is running out of scare tactics. Chancellor, the Jedi will ensure that the benefit proceeds as expected and that no harm comes to anyone there.” 

The Chancellor smiled at Anakin’s words. “Thank you, my boy. Now I mustn’t take any more of your time. I will let you go now. You will receive more information on the Separatist intel later on.”

Anakin and the Chancellor shook hands once more before Anakin boarded his ship and plugged in the coordinates provided to him by the council. 

Anakin’s first impression of you was that you were pretty. A delicate kind of pretty that Anakin had only seen in one other person before, Padme. But as quickly as the thought entered his conscious, he pushed it toward the back of his mind. What was he even thinking? He chalked up to him missing Padme. Yeah…Anakin just missed Padme and now that he was in the same familiar situation that he was in a few years ago when he first met Padme, familiar feelings are rising. After all, this wasn’t the first time Anakin had been sent on bodyguard duty for a well-known beautiful public figure. 

Your manager introduced himself to Anakin and then introduced you to him. Though he wasn’t excited about this mission, he couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit relieved that he would be staying in your luxurious apartment for the next few rotations until you traveled off-world. It wasn’t very often that the Jedi were afforded such accommodations. Anakin had spent his fair share of nights seeking refuge in strange, foreign biomes with only mere sticks and leaves as shelter. If he couldn’t sleep in the comfort of his private quarters at the Temple, he might as well enjoy the lavish high-rise Coruscanti apartment. 

Despite Anakin’s initial impression of you, your reaction toward him was…intriguing. Based on his research last night, Anakin couldn’t anything on the HoloNet that painted you in a bad light. Sure, there were the occasional tabloid articles that made outrageous claims about you, but all of those were overridden by the amount of good publicity you got. Charismatic, friendly, confident, a sweetheart–these were all words used to describe you by the various media outlets. But the person standing in front of Anakin seemed everything but that. 

Your nervous energy radiated off you and permeated Anakin’s senses through the force. You avoided eye contact with him until your manager forced you to properly look at Anakin and introduce yourself to him. You definitely didn’t seem as confident as the Holo Net made you out to be, but Anakin didn’t fault you for this. He’s sure you felt nervous in the presence of a Jedi because it implied that there was some danger lurking around. If there wasn’t, he wouldn’t have been assigned to his task. What did you know about the terrors of war and the cruel reality of death and destruction? You were just a rich celebrity located within the safe confines of the Galatic Core. Anakin felt a twinge of jealousy at this notion. He knew that he belonged with the Jedi, but Anakin couldn’t help but feel envy at the fact that you were simply an innocent civilian whose daily life was virtually unaffected by the war. You didn’t have to witness violent bloodshed, say goodbye to your comrades, and live life constantly on the move. Sometimes Anakin longed for his days on Tatooine when he lived with his mother and worked in Watto’s workshop. He was a poor slaveboy, but at least he had his mother, and life was relatively peaceful. Before Anakin could harp on these thoughts any longer, he caught a stray thought that didn’t belong to him. 

Kriff, even his voice was attractive! Anakin was sure the thought didn’t belong to Gido, so he could only assume that it belonged to the woman standing in front of him. Anakin internally smirked to himself. Could it be that Anakin made you nervous for reasons other than him being a Jedi? Perhaps…you found Anakin attractive. Anakin didn’t care if you found him attractive, but it did boost his ego a bit. It seems his split from Padme was affecting him more than he thought. Since when did trivial things like this matter? 

Anakin looked over you once more before following Gido to discuss the schedule and plan for the upcoming rotations. 

Dinner was…awkward, to say the least. It was just you and Anakin eating in your dining room. Gido had some business he needed to attend to so he could not join you for dinner. Anakin insisted that he could eat somewhere else as he did not want to intrude, but you insisted that he eat with you. It was the polite thing to do. But after you insisted that Anakin sat with you, you realized that you had nothing to talk about. A singer and a Jedi Knight turned war general? What would you have in common? A pregnant silence enshrouded you both. Only the soft clinks of silverware could be heard. 

You sipped on your water every few bites to calm your nerves. This was so unlike you! Honestly, you were never one to shy away from anyone’s presence. A part of your job was selling a likable persona to the public–countless interviews, media appearances, meet and greets! You had done these all with grace and a smile. Yet you couldn’t find the proper words to say to the gorgeous man sitting right across from you. Geez, he must think I’m one of those stuck-up celebrities, you chided in your head. You were far from stuck up, but something about Anakin set your nerves on fire and made the social part of your brain feel like mush. Sweat started building up in your armpits as you thought about it. You had to do something to salvage your reputation and stop yourself from sweating through your outfit.

You cleared your throat and looked up from your dinner plate. “So, Anakin. How do you know the Chancellor? I hear you’re friends with him.”

“I’ve known the Chancellor since I was a little boy. We first met when I left my home planet after I was discovered by a Jedi named Qui-Gon Jinn. He was Naboo’s representative back then.”

“Oh, that's interesting. My family goes way back with the Chancellor too. My father and him studied at the same university on Naboo. Though my father was a few grades below the Chancellor, they became good friends,” you replied. 

Anakin nodded at your story before focusing his attention elsewhere. You internally deflated once you saw he did not seem to care about keeping a conversation. However, if you were going to spend the new few rotations together, you’d rather it not be more awkward than it already was. 

“Uhm, where are you from? You mentioned that you left your home planet. I’m not from Coruscant either! I am from Bar’leth.” 

“Tatooine,” Anakin answered curtly. The way Anakin said Tatooine almost made you think that he disliked his home planet. He didn’t say it with any fondness, or longing. 

“That’s in the Outer Rim, right? I’ve never been. How is it?” you questioned.

“Hot, lawless, and sandy.” Another short answer.

You got the impression that Anakin wasn’t exactly fond of his home planet, so you decided to change the subject of conversation. “You travel a lot as a Jedi. Which has been your favorite planet so far?”

Anakin was silent for a moment before, as if he were thinking deeply about it. In reality, Anakin knew his favorite planet. Naboo. He only paused for a moment because he was unsure if he wanted to reveal this information to you. Though it was seemingly an innocent question (and it was), Anakin felt it was a vulnerable question. Naboo is the planet he spent days frolicking in the lush, romantic meadows with Padme, falling deeper in love with her as the days passed. Naboo represented a part of Anakin that no longer existed–an Anakin that didn’t know the pain of losing a mother, losing a part of himself in the process. When his mother died, gone became the young boy with a golden aura and eyes full of hope. On Naboo, Anakin was still bright and naive with a laughter full of joy and excitement. That Anakin died the day he and Padme set out to find his mother on Tatooine. Anakin wished every day to the Maker that part of him could come back from the dead and replace who he currently was. To better days.

“Naboo. That’s my favorite planet,” answered Anakin. He decided to be truthful instead of responding with a random planet. Anakin didn’t know what compelled him, but he knew you were only being polite. 

“Naboo is beautiful. Though I mainly grew up in Bar’leth, I spent a lot of my childhood summers in Naboo. I don’t think there is any other planet with views as stunning as Naboo,” you revealed. 

You felt that there was nothing else to say. The remainder of the dinner was quiet. Though there wasn’t as much tension as before, it was still awkward. You finished your dinner as quickly as possible before retreating to your personal quarters for the evening. 

To be continued!

[reverie-verse]

Anakin Skywalker x Reader: Crabbiness Equals Love

Prompt: You’re from Earth, He’s from a Galaxy from far away. You’re sort of a normal person, and he’s a Jedi, that’s tasked with bringing you back to the council. You’ve known him for a few months and you’ve both had a rocky relationship, you’re friendly one minute and arguing the next. But what happens when the two of you are finally forced to work together? Things tend to come to light in odd ways…

Enemies + Friends =Love 🫶🏽🥹😊

Fluff this is definitely fluff😊

Yes I gave you knowledge in fighting because let’s face it, ain’t nobody safe out here in these streets. 😩😬

You have some knowledge in technology of the ship, given that you’re an engineer. 🤷🏽‍♀️ It’s how I developed the story😩

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“ Master, we've been stranded out here for two days! Go talk to her.” Ahsoka points out to you, Anakin had his arms crossed, staring off into the distance. Rex tried his best not to laugh, taking it as his cue to visit and speak with Obi Wan.

“ No” Anakin doesn’t budge, instead he sighs a deep sigh.

“Master, can’t you see how hard she’s working over there, tinkering away on the ship. Even R2 is going over there to help her out”Ahsoka tried a different approach, sounds of metal and sparks could be heard, R2 makes his little way across the dirt to get to you.

“ She's fine. She doesn’t need my help.” He continues his long distance staring, his stubbornness at an all time high. Ahsoka groans, throwing her hands up in the air. She turns away from Anakin making her way towards the ship. She could hear you cursing as you were banging on the pieces of the ship. She shook her head figuring she’d have to try to persuade you to speak with him.

“ Y/N?!” She calls out to you.

“ What?!” You replied as you twisted a piece of electrical together.

“What’s going on between the both of you?” Ahsoka lifts her eyebrow up at you, as she peeks into the little hole of which you worked out of.

“ Nothing” You replied, taking to wires and conjoining them, testing out to see if they’d work.

“ Really? Why do I get the feeling it’s not true” Ahsoka says sneakily, trying to get you to explain the situation. Or maybe reveal a detail about the relationship between the two of you.

“ No-Well-No-you know what, I need a power converter. I can’t do this without it, and that means I need to go into the city” You changed the subject avoiding Ahsoka’s statement.

“ Great!-“ Ahsoka smiles “-Anakin will go with you- ANAKIN! You have to go with Y/N to the city!” Ahsoka turns on her heel, making her way out the ship and to her Master. Anakin had moved to stand next to Obi Wan and Rex.

“ No, you go with her” He shakes his head, he refuses to be with you right now.

Obi Wan only smirks before speaking out “ I agree with your padawan, I think you should go with Y/N”

“ I don’t care what my padawan thinks, I’m in charge” He retorts.

“ Yes, while that is true, but I out rank all of you, so you will go with Y/N to the city,” Obi Wan replied as he rested a hand under his chin. You were standing at the end of the ramp. You grit your teeth, clenching your fists. Ahsoka smiles from ear to ear, Rex had to turn away from the scene.

You and Anakin both glared at each other. The word “Fine” left both of your lips roughly, as the irritation builds between the two of you.

“ Get your cloak” Anakin orders.

“ I am getting my cloak-here’s yours asshole” You threw his cloak at his face while you tugged yours on.

Anakin glared at you, catching it with ease shrugging it on. “ What did you just call me?”

“ I called you a-“

“ -Be safe you two! We’ll watch the ship while you’re gone!” Ahsoka interrupted you as she ushered the two of you along. From the looks of it, the two of you walked with a large amount of space between you, neither one of you wanting to be near one another. It was quite amusing to be honest.

Rex shook his head, a smile on his face “ Are you sure you want to send just the two of them? They might end up killing each other.”

“ Captain Rex, the hope is that they won’t kill each other. Maybe by the end of this the two will get along. “ Obi Wan sighs, shaking his head.

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The two of you neared the city limits, as the two of you were about to enter, Anakin pulled his hood upon his head shielding his face, causing you to do the same. Both of you instinctively inch closer together, as your eyes surveyed the crowd. “ Stick close and don’t touch anything” Anakin whispers to you.

“ Oh come on, what are you, my gatekeeper? It’s not like I planned to touch everything while in the process of running away.” You replied sarcastically, your eyes landed on a building that looked as if it sold parts. That was the first shop you intended to visit, you began to move in that direction, Anakin hot on your heels, his eyes never drifting from the crowd.

“ No but you aren’t a jedi either, so someone has to watch you” He retorts, as he quickly wraps a hand around your bicep, pulling you back into him, to keep the creature walking past you, from crashing into you. His grip on you wasn’t as hard as you’d expect. He held you firmly but not enough to cause bruising. Interesting. You were less timid from the time you were first introduced to this life. By now you were becoming accustomed to it, the creatures, and the planets. The life of the galaxy.

“ Yeah well, I don’t need a babysitter. And who's to say I won’t become one just to spite you.” You yank your arm out of his grasp opening the door, your eyes looking for the section of materials you need.

“ Y/N that’s not how that works-What is your problem?” Anakin asks as he surveys the shop.

“ My problem? I should be asking you that, you're the one who’s got a stick shoved up his ass twenty-four seven.” You had finally found the piece you were looking for, you grabbed it turning to Anakin to show him the piece that you found. He of course had to make sure it was in good shape and condition before purchasing the item.

“ What’s that supposed to mean?” He asks you in confusion.

“ It means that you’re crabby all the time, at least with me. You're not that way with Ahsoka, Obi Wan or even Rex. Or that Senator woman” You take the item off the counter carrying it in your arms, Anakin takes his leftover credits, placing them in his pocket.

“ That ‘senator woman’ has a name, there’s nothing going on between her and I…-I’m not crabby with you all the time..” He tries to defend, as he ushers you outside, he makes sure to place an arm around your waist, keeping you close. He could feel an uneasy disturbance through the force, someone was here, and he could feel their eyes on you both.

“ Really? Cuuzzz it kinda looks like it- Listen all I’m saying is that ever since you and your space warriors came to earth to take me away on your little spaceship. You were fine but then after that two week grace period you’ve been nothing but crabby-hey!” Anakin pulls you into an alleyway behind a bin, his large hand covers, your mouth, your back pressed tightly to his chest, his side pressed against the wall, shielding you from the creatures who stopped at the alleyway.

“ Which way did they go?” One hisses out.

“ I don’t know, I lost them in the alleyway”

“ She’s with a jedi” Another growls.

“ So, it’s just one jedi against the four of us.-” The other voice chuckled darkly. Anakin’s com link blink, a sound emitted from it. You looked up at him as he looked down at you, he let go of your mouth as the two of you rushed to turn it off. Obi Wan’s voice comes through before you both could get to the button.

“ Anakin, where are you two? I do hope that you aren’t fighting. Ahsoka has finished a portion of Y/N’s work we still need that other piece-”

“ Did you hear that? It sounds like we got company” The group inched further into the alleyway.

“ Anakin? Come in, Anakin?” Obi Wan’s voice grew more irritated by the second.

“ Awe man, does that mean we gotta fight the lizard people?” You looked towards Anakin who was shaking his head at your reluctance.

“ Yeah-” His answer was short as he moved you out of the way, he lifted his wrist to his mouth “Obi Wan I’m a little busy right now, we’ll get there as fast as we can-”. Anakin pulled out his lightsaber, igniting it as the group of four closed on you both. You moved off to the side, your eyes landing on a speeder that remained stationed on the side, the owner nowhere in sight. The group grew closer, lifting their weapons up, pointing at the two of you.

“We take them together-Y/N?!” Anakin calls out to you as you take off running. You threw whatever object you found on the ground at one of the lizard guys. Using him as leverage you knocked the weapon out of the other guy's hand, the three of you now engaged in hand to hand combat. Anakin deflects the shots taking down his enemies. He too, is engaged in hand to hand combat, as he easily takes them down. However one of the enemies pressed a button on their wrist signaling for back up, a much larger group of thugs emerged from the opposite end of the alleyway.

“ Shit there’s more?!-“ As you both fought.

“ What did you expect, for there to be less?!” Anakin yells back as he kicks his opponent back.

“ I don’t know, maybe?!-“ You socked your opponent in the face, as he ducked your eyes landed on a speeder across the way,”- Anakin the speeder!” You yelled as you flipped a guy over, rolling yourself over his body, using his weapon to shoot at the other men.

“ I know-Let’s go!” Anakin twirls his lightsaber blocking off the shots, he slices one weapon in half as he force pushes his enemy away. You took off running for the speeder, Anakin following behind you. The two of you weave through the crowd, getting on just as the owner walked out of a nearby shop. The two of you hopped in starting it right away. Anakin drove the speeder while you sat facing the back of the speeder pointing your weapon at the enemies. As they fired at you both, you fired back at them, Anakin swerved through traffic. He makes a hard turn causing you to slide over, losing your shot.

“ Damnit!-” You shouted as you realigned your targets.

Anakin too busy lost in thought he smashes his foot on the break causing you to yet again lose your shot and slam into the dashboard. “ Anakin?!” You glared at him.

“ You think I’m crabby?!” The vehicle completely stopped in the middle of traffic. Anakin turned to look at you.

“ What?!” You replied in disbelief and shock.

“ Do you?” He insisted.

“ Are you kidding me right now?! We are in the middle of a speed chase and you want to talk about being crabby?!-“ Your grabbed your weapon, fixing yourself back into your position as the other speeders got closer. “-Now’s the time to start moving!”

“ I’m finishing the conversation we had earlier! Answer the question!” Anakin was determined.

“ Are you-Fine-Yes I do! Are you happy now? Will you stop arguing with me and drive?!” You started firing, hitting one of the targets causing them to fall off their speeder and crash into a building. You switch targets aiming for another one, you follow it.

“No I’m not crabby! No, I won't drive, not until we sort this out- together!” He crosses his arms.

You looked away from your target glaring at him “So help me-if you don’t start this damn vehicle-ugh fuck it!” You pull back your weapon slamming your foot down on the gas, Anakin momentarily takes his foot off the break, the two of you once again swerving out of traffic. Half of your body rests on top of him as you move through the current of vehicles, you aim to get the hell out of dodge. Anakin switched seats with you, allowing you to take hold of the driver's seat, and him the passenger. A hand that belonged to Anakin as he gripped onto your shirt holding you in place to keep you from falling out. The two of you shifted from side to side from your aggressive turn. The two of you barely make it out of the city, leaving the thugs behind in the dust so to speak.

The heat of your skin pouring through your shirt, it warmed his hand. For a second Anakin thought of what it might feel like to touch your skin. To feel the heat of it against his. The chemistry between you too was undeniable, the level of comfortability has always been there. For Anakin you were the one person he could be himself around. He could be sad, mad, sweet, humorous, annoying, over confident, and boyish. But you, you were honest, sarcastic, you were hilarious, you were kind and charismatic. You were right though, he was being a dick to you, sort of these past few weeks. When he first met you, you were kind and you offered to help where you could and when you could. He liked that about you-there were a lot of things he liked about you-he just wasn’t ready to admit it-not with so many people around…

By the time you reached the ship, you threw your cloak off and to the side of the ship with Anakin hot on your heels. Ooo you were so mad, you could literally murder him, not really but you wanted him to trip and fall on his stupid pretty face. Ugggghhhh. You grabbed the piece that Anakin helped you buy from the shop getting ready to work on it. Ahsoka, and Rex seemed to find a way to make themselves busy. Obi Wan held an amused smile on his face. “ I take it the two of you are still working on some things”

“ Something like that” Anakin shrugs with a smirk on his face as if he had a plan set in motion. A plan that only he wanted to know, Obi wan shakes his head smiling to himself. The two head to the cockpit with Rex following behind. Ahsoka, joins you in finishing your work with the converter, the ship finally starting up allowing you all to leave the planet.

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You were sitting at the table near the kitchen of the ship, you had a cup of water. Your hair pulled out of its tight hold, allowing it to be in its natural state. You had your hands cupped around the cup itself, you stared down into it. Your mind adrift, your thoughts chaotic, you were perplexed, confused, exhausted and attracted to someone who might be attracted to someone else. Anakin was Anakin, you knew that and you knew the type of person he was. Sure the two of you hadn’t always fought, there were times you guys actually got along but right now he was insufferable. Annoying, he got under your skin on purpose, you just know it.

You rubbed your eyes, heaving a sigh, as if on cue Anakin himself walks into space. As if he had known you’d be thinking about him. You stood up taking your cup with you, you walked to the sink pouring it out and washing before setting it back on the rack. You turned to leave the space but not before Anakin reached a hand out grabbing your arm, causing you to stop in your tracks. “ Hey, hold on” He says softly.

“ Why? So you can irritate me some more, no thanks-“You moved to pull your arm out of his grasp.

“No, but I’m tired of arguing,” He admits.

You lift an eyebrow at him “ Really?”

“ Yes..and I’m sorry.” He says, his face contorting into a softer look.

“ For?” You sighed.

“ For my crabbiness” He couldn’t help but smile.

“Anakin.” You groaned.

“ Y/N” He whispered back, the grin never leaving his face, a chuckle rumbles from his chest.

“ That’s not funny,-” You tell him, a small smile of your own fights it’s way into your face.”-But, apology accepted I guess. I’m sorry for calling you crabby.”

“No need to apologize for it, I was an asshole these past couple weeks..” He looks down at the floor before looking back up to you “-As for the senator, it’s complicated.”

“ You were a pain in my ass…But tell me about your situation maybe I can help” Your hip leaned against the counter, your arms crossed. Your heart hammers in your chest at the same time sinking.

“She’s only a few years older than I am, she’s all I’ve ever known, she’s familiar” His hip against the counter matching your body language, Anakin completely faces you, he’s standing a little closer than he was before but not enough to force you to look up at him.

“But I thought Jedi aren’t allowed to fall in love”Your head tilts slightly to the side as you pondered the thought of it, Anakin tried not to follow your head movement, it was cute, your curiosity.

“ Well attachments are forbidden, possession is forbidden, but compassion is unconditional love- also forbidden-but these things…are crucial to a Jedi’s life” He smiles softly.

You squint your eyes at him “ I don’t-are you sure? Cuz I don’t think that’s-what the Jedi meant when they said forbidden..”

“ Y/N” He huffs.

“ Okay cool we’re just gonna ignore the code got it. So I assume that your friendship between the Senator and you has blossomed into-something more?” You gestured to him with your hand.

“ No, not exactly”

“ No? Wait hold on. You just said she was familiar, I’m lost- then who are you talking about?” Your eyebrows creased together.

“ She is familiar as a friend, someone like Obi Wan or Ashoka. I thought that she would mean more to me but then there was you” He whispered gently, he moved from the counter's edge, stepping closer to you, his hands taking hold of your hips pulling you towards him. Chest to chest his head angles downwards, your head cranked up to look at him.

“ Me?” Your eyebrows shoot upwards in surprise.

“ Yes, you. I can breathe when I’m around you, I can think, I can feel the weight of the order and the galaxy lift off my shoulders. You challenge me, you intrigue me, you guide me, you show me how to be better.” he dipped his head closer to yours, nudging his nose with yours. Your body and mind give you away instantly, melting in his hold, it was something you realized you hadn’t felt in a long time. His touch was intoxicating, and to him you were breathtaking. Such a quick switch of emotions, but he was done pushing you away, and you were done with ignoring how you felt about him.

You whispered, sucking in a breath before releasing it, “ I-You-This-Please tell me this isn’t a joke, cuz that would be really mean.”

“ If I was joking I wouldn’t have confessed the way I did. ” He smiles, one hand lifting up to cup your jaw, his thumb grazing against your cheek, he rubs his nose with yours as tilting his head to the opposite side. Within a second his lips were on yours, your hands grip his clothes, the hand around your waist tucks you further into his body, the hand that held your jaw, his long fingers connecting with the back of your head and hair. The two of you twisted in opposite directions, his lips engulfing yours in such a sweet, passionate languid pace though it quickly turned into a frenzy of rushed kisses. He was practically devouring you and you were fighting to keep up with him. You had to pull back needing air, you shook your eye, you needed to calm down for a second.

Anakin smirks, your eyes searching his face, his hair falling out of place, his lips swollen-“Shiiitttt, you’re dangerous-” You admit your chest heaving up and down, causing him to laugh. His hand slips from your neck and cheek moving to join his other hand around your waist.“-No I am serious, no wonder why so many women, and men fall at your feet” You laughed with him. He buries his head in the crook of your neck. Your arms wrapping around him holding him in place.

“ Mmm I don’t know what you’re talking about-” His lips move against your hot skin as he speaks.

Ahsoka steps through the threshold with a grin of her own “ -I take it all is well?” She asks, her voice startling you both, Anakin releases you, the warmth of him slipping away along with him. You lean with your back against the counter, your hands resting on top of it.

“ What, do you want snips?” He huffs as he stood half way in front of you.

“ Oh you know, just checking up on my Master and friend-” Ahsoka smirks as she lifts an eyebrow between the two of you. “-And to tell you both that we are nearing coruscant. Obi Wan wants you both up front.”

“ Thank you!” You tilt your head to the side to look past Anakin, giving her a sweet smile. Ahsoka nods as she walks away from the door moving towards the cockpit. Anakin turned to you causing you to shrug offering him the same smile. “That’s our cue” you push off the counter heading out to the hall.

Anakin follows behind you as he leans close to your ear “This isn’t over” He whispers to you, he kisses your cheek slipping into the cockpit. You rolled your eyes at him, which only made him grin from ear to ear. The two of you take your seats, Obi Wan and Rex piloting, Ahsoka in front of you.

“ Oh good, the two of you are finally getting along.” Obi Wan states. The two of you looking anywhere but at each other, sharing what could only be described as happy and secretly enjoying the new found relationship.

[momentov1vere]

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who's the master and who's the padawan??

and what's their stories?

ty for asking :D I think I've finally finished writing out at least the basics of their storylines so I can share them now yay!

ok everyone buckle up this is going to be a bit of a long ramble (I will try to keep it kinda short but we'll see how that goes lol)!

So here's Jedi Master Kalliri Ersha and her padawan, Sira Turil :)

They're a Clone Wars-era Master & Padawan duo! Enjoy the lore (if you end up reading all of it lol)

Kalliri

Kalliri Ersha is a Togruta Jedi and Sira's master. Kalliri and her master (unnamed at the moment) weren't the closest because he believed very strongly in the traditional Jedi ways (no attatchments etc etc) but they were close-ish and he was an excellent teacher.

Kalliri was knighted a little earlier than usual because the Jedi Council thought they needed more generals and believed that Kalliri was experienced enough to enter the field as a commander. She did pass her Jedi Trials, but she felt a bit pressured by the Council and didn't perform to the best of her ability. The Council did not care bc they were a bit shortsighted and just wanted another general. Her master did not agree with the Council's decision (neither did Kalliri tbh) but couldn't convince them she wasn't ready, so she was given command of a clone squadron and sent into the field.

She struggled with being commanding at first and made a few bad tactical decisions, but got the hang of it eventually. She and her squad favored steath missions over head-on attacks, but were all good fighters. She became very close with the Captain of her squad (platonically) and the two led many successful missions.

About a year after she was appointed as a general, Sira became her padawan. The two were close already because Kalliri and her master rescued Sira from the wreckage of her home after it was raided and her family was killed. Kalliri was a bit of an older sibling/parental presence in Sira's life and they were very protective of each other.

Kalliri does not survive Order 66 because she sacrifices herself to save Sira. She distracted the troopers long enough for Sira to escape and was able to put up a little bit of a fight, but they overtook her in the end, rip :(

Sira

Sira is Pantoran & Kalliri's padawan. She was taken in to the Jedi Order by Kalliri & her master after her home was raided & her family was killed.

She was young enough that she had not been given her tattoos yet and went much of her childhood without them, but eventually got them, basing them off of Kalliri's facial markings because she was the closest thing she had to family.

She had a few short "relationships" but ended them before she felt she made a real connection because of the Jedi rules, which had been drilled into her a bit by Kalliri's master. The longest was with another padawan, Rowan, but they were discovered by Kalliri's master and forbidden to speak again. She looked for him after Order 66 but found that he'd been killed after it-- which didn't completely surprise her, as he'd been training more as a healer than a fighter, but she closed herself off to pretty much anyone after that for fear of losing them.

Sira is incredibly curious and was always interested in learning what she could about pretty much everything, but she was especially interested in the Force. She found some old texts when she was exploring an area of the Jedi temple (that she shouldn't have been in) and started messing around with Force abilities, one of them being Force lighting. Kalliri found her while she was in the middle of creating it and Sira got scared, so the lightning went out of control and she accidentially scarred herself and Kalliri, who was trying to calm her down.

She still sometimes uses the lighting (and other 'dark side' fighting techniques, hence the purple lightsabers) but tries to avoid it because she remembers what happened the first time and regrets it. Kalliri wasn't mad but made her promise to be more careful if she was going to be "experimenting" with the Force.

Sira survives Order 66 thanks to Kalliri's sacrifice and spends a lot of time on the run (as the surviving Jedi did). She got into a few close calls with Inquisitors but had learned a lot from Kalliri in terms of stealth so she was able to avoid them most of the time and did whatever she could to not draw attention to herself. She becomes a bit more like a Gray Jedi, and fights with herself a lot to avoid falling completely to the dark side, but manages to stay between Dark and Light by reminding herself that Kalliri wouldn't want her to fall to the dark side.

She wanted to help the rebellion but felt she'd be insulting Kalliri's memory by putting herself in the path of danger, so she only did non-confrontational things, like bringing food to poorer communities, and would hide at the first signs of the Empire. Eventually she meets Nia Cordorra, a Force-sensitive Chandrilan rebel, and Nia convinces Sira to join her in the Rebellion. Sira agrees but only to non-combative missions, in order to honor Kalliri's memory, but eventually she realizes that Kalliri would've wanted her to help people even if it put her life at risk.

She does many stealth missions with Nia and the two grow close & fall in love :D. It took some time bc of Sira's fear of losing the people she cared about, but Nia is patient with her and they make it official a year or two before the Battle of Endor.

Nia and Sira fight in the Battle of Endor-- Nia as a commander & pilot and Sira on the ground-- and both survive. Once the Empire is defeated and the New Republic is founded, the two move to Coruscant and get married. Nia becomes a Senator in the New Republic Senate and Sira studies to become a history professor, vowing that she would not let the mistakes of the past be forgotten or overwritten.

That's all I have for now!! TYSM for reading this far if you did, sorry for how long it was lol I just had a lot of thoughts about these two :D

I've only had them for a few days but I love them like my own children lol

I'll probably come up with some other stuff but I had a lot of fun coming up with these backstories and I hope to draw more of the characters from their stories soon :)

[annashafransky]

Unpopular opinion: Clone Wars 2003 by Genndy Tartakovsky is much better and more logical than TCW Filoni

to begin with I would like to say that maybe TCW as a separate work from the prequels (from the whole trilogy) is quite workable, however as a single whole with them... sorry, but here either the prequels need to be re-shot for TCW or TCW simply needs to be cut out... especially when there is an alternative in the form of Genndy Tartakovsky's micro-series

let's start with the plot. Tartakovsky's is as laconic, clear and short as possible, but at the same time he can SHOW the whole story in a short time, yes, he can show it, not tell it, which is the most important thing for animation + it solved the problem with "strange dialogues" in the prequels. In this animated series, everything in the plot is interconnected and if you cut something, it will be something else. Tartakovsky was able to tell a good interesting story in literally two hours, which cannot be said about TCW

Filoni had 7 seasons, 90% of which can be safely cut out, if not 100%, and nothing will be lost. Most of the episodes are unnecessary filler slag. No, I understand, fillers are everywhere, like in Adventure Time, but in Adventure Time almost all fillers are interconnected, appear in the subsequent plot, and most importantly, all the arcs of filler characters are remembered in the finale of the animated series. In TCW, fillers are there just to be there, they do not affect anything in the end and do not appear in the main plot. With the main plot, everything is even worse.  Not only does it break and create holes in the prequels and leave a lot of questions, like why in the show Grievous and Obi-Wan fight all the time, although in the third episode it is obvious that they are seeing each other for the first time (yes, for the first time, otherwise Grievous would not have said that Count Dooku trained him to use lightsabers, and Obi-Wan would not have been surprised by his mastery of 4 swords.) or that Yoda knew about Order 66, but for some reason did nothing, nothing at all, to avoid it, but it is also very drawn out. The main plot and characters in it are a turtle that carries a snail on itself, where the turtle is the plot, and the snail is the characters. That is, the plot barely moves, and the characters in it are even slower.

Now about the characters. In Tartakovsky's Clone Wars, we saw a smooth transition from the Anakin at the end of Episode II to the Anakin at the beginning of Episode III. At the beginning, he is also impulsive, overly arrogant and in some sense childish, and at the end, of course, he is still arrogant and acts on intuition, but he is already clearly more mature than he was at the beginning. I also want to note that Obi-Wan was portrayed more than well in this animated series. He certainly cares about Anakin, but he does it more like a strict parent who seems happy that Anakin returned alive after the battle with Ventress, but scolds Anakin for disobeying his orders. He is also still absolutely faithful to the Jedi principles and also believed that Anakin should not be trusted with major missions, since he sees that Anakin is still immature.  They had such a relationship in the second and third episodes. + just in case for all those who disagree about the third episode, I will remind you that when Anakin was not given the title of Master, it is damn clear that Obi-Wan agrees as always with the Council on this issue.

In TCW, everything is absolutely messed up. Anakin is not the same as in the prequels from the very beginning, he doesn't even match the image from Revenge of the Sith, let alone the second episode. And don't give me your template excuses like "he's just fine", "he's more responsible and they finally gave him freedom" and so on, I know, I've seen it. Anakin can't be fine, because in that same second episode his mother died, his hand was cut off, and he also got into a secret marriage that threatens him with expulsion from the order. He never felt comfortable around the Jedi and even with Obi-Wan he felt constrained, because in some sense the order for him, a man who was a slave as a child (which is practically never remembered in TCW, except for some episodes, and even then it's remembered crookedly and most importantly, it's forgotten in the following episodes) is something like "slavery".  The only person with whom he felt free was Padme, who in a sense replaced his mother, well, if we consider the order as Anakin's slavery. With her, he was never constrained and was always sincere. In TCW, everything I listed is forgotten. Now he feels free among the Jedi, communicates with Obi-Wan as if he were a friend, but with Padme, in a sense, he even has the same constrainedness, which in essence should not be. Also, Anakin himself turns into some kind of self-confident macho, which again cannot be for the reasons I wrote above. And all his attacks of the dark side are practically no different from what other Jedi did in the cartoon, and with Anakin it does not look like a surge of egoism, but as a completely normal phenomenon.  Even the fact that he beat Clovis up can't be called jealousy, since he openly harassed Padme and tried to kiss her. Anakin's real jealousy began in the third episode, when he began to strangle Padme herself, and unreasonably, without listening to Padme, who did not know that Obi-Wan had climbed onto her ship and Anakin immediately decided that she took Obi-Wan so that he would kill him, although before that she said that she wanted to run away with him and asked him to come back, since she loved him. And even if these attacks of the "dark side" did happen, they ultimately did not leave any imprint on Anakin and were simply forgotten in the following episodes. Yes, in the prequels there may have been few shocks for Anakin, but Anakin himself is a very sensitive person and they hit him very hard from the very first episode.  In fact, the movies showed the path to the dark side well, which Yoda spoke about "fear, anger, hatred, suffering". I never understood what people still lacked.

+ I would also like to add about how Filoni turned Obi-Wan from a correct Jedi in all respects into a weak-willed wimp, a hypocrite and a brute. Let's start with the fact that he was turned into a walking flirt and a joker. Yes, of course, in the films he could sometimes joke, but he did not do it every second phrase ... His relationship with Anakin is more like male friendship with an age difference, which was a priori not in any of the films, and even in Revenge of the Sith, although he certainly began to treat Anakin more gently. Obi-Wan would never have offered to give Anakin a padawan, because he saw how immature he was, and a padawan is a big responsibility. Of course, he loved Anakin, but he was not like Qui Gon, who in some sense he was exposed in TCW. He cared about him, but still knew about his immaturity and, like the Council, did not trust him.  And what made him a hypocrite and a goat was that disgusting, lying love story, which Obi-Wan should not have had A Priori. If Obi-Wan had a love story like Anakin, he would have given him at least some advice BEFORE Episode II, since Anakin constantly talked about how he dreamed of Padme, Obi-Wan would not have kept silent about it.  In the prequels, that's the whole point, that he can't give Anakin meaningful advice about his mother and Padme, because he himself simply hasn't experienced it, and don't tell me that "unlike Anakin and Padme, Obi-Wan didn't have an attachment to Satine🤤", it feels like I, a person who doesn't like TCW, watched TCW better than some fans.He had it, and what a one, otherwise he wouldn't have violated the Jedi code and the council's orders for her sake, like when he went to save her, although Yoda EXPRESSLY forbade him to do so, although Obi-Wan yelled at Anakin in the second episode when he wanted to save Padme (but I'll probably write a separate post about this in more detail)

and finally the last thing - philosophy. Genndy Tartakovsky has no problems with this, he clearly conveyed the prequels' philosophy that is necessary for children, about how your actions determine what you will be like and about how if people close to you scold you, it does not mean that they are doing you harm, and those who flatter you do not necessarily do you anything good, like, for example, how Palpatine fed Anakin's ego, doing this because he was simply using him.

With Filoni, everything, absolutely everything, has slid into gray morality. Now no one is guilty of anything, and the Jedi are portrayed as real goats. What can I say that the creators even found an excuse for the Sith, Darth Maul, in the spirit of "he is not guilty of anything, this world is just very bad, that's all." Even the essence of the balance of the force did not escape the notorious gray morality. Starting with the Mortis Arc, the reinterpretation began from "balance = no Sith" to "Balance = evil and good must be according to plan, and it is better that they do not exist at all" 🤦‍♀️. I will not repeat myself, why this is stupid, I have already written above.

by the way, for those who didn't know, initially Genndy Tartakovsky was supposed to continue further work on the Clone Wars, which Lucas really wanted (and Tartakovsky, unlike Filoni, understands the essence of the prequels as primarily an epic, since he himself has an epic in the form of Samurai Jack), but Genndy didn't want him to work only on Star Wars and left and ... to be honest, he did the right thing for himself (sadly for Star Wars, but for himself, Genndy Tartakovsky made the right decision. He is a talented director, animator and screenwriter, he doesn't need Star Wars to reveal his talent + if he hadn't left, then perhaps we would never have seen the gorgeous finale of Samurai Jack and the gorgeous animated series Primeval)

so the clone wars 2003 is suitable as a bridge between the two episodes, and if you don't like prequels, then TCW is an alternative for you, but TCW can't be called a bridge between the episodes. NOTHING

[memoiich]

Rex x reader where he has just come back from a mission with Anakin and he is so stressed and needs to relax. Ani and Ahsoka are intense and he has a permanent head ache because of them.

YES ❤︎︎

❧Thank you so much for the request ☙

꧁𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 ꧂

Pairing: rex x senator!reader

W.c: 0,8k

Delight filled every step you took back home. You had had a late lunch with Padme in which she had revealed that her husband would be coming home. She had let that secret slip years ago after you had foolishly confessed your love for the captain in his care. If Anakin was returning, so was your lover.

You started to speed up at the thought of seeing him again. Some relatively naive people thought that all clones were the same but you knew better. They would bring up how they all have brown eyes but Rex's eyes caught the light so perfectly that you thought the sun was made for him only. Or how they were all cold soldiers yet late at night no touch could warm you like his. None of them knew how separate the clones were from one another, none of them knew that no one compared to Rex.

You got home before he did. starting to make an easy dinner which quickly turned more lavish and complicated by the thought of the nutritional dense rations the troops ate. You were just done setting the table when you heard the familiar sound of armored boots outside in the hallway. You rushed to the door, opening it to see your tired man standing there with his hand near his head. He said your name softly with the desperation of a gungan on fire.

You pulled him into your shared quarters immediately. Not only was he clearly tired, a relationship with a clone was unwanted by the republic just as much as a jedi by the council. Rex sat himself down on one of the chairs at the table “You shouldn’t have” he spoke quietly. You shushed him gently as you fiddled with his armor, relieving him of the republic's uniform.

kissing the side of his temple, you whispered to him “Eat before it gets cold, my dear”. He was about to take his first bite when his fork hurled to the floor as he flinched to his head, groaning in pain. You should have known from the moment you opened the door, the cluster headaches were back.

You went over to the sink to get a wet towel. Rex looked over at you. Maker how he loved you. The mission had gone on for 2 months longer than expected, leaving both of his generals stressed and agitated. Not wanting them to fight he had stepped in, separating the two. Anakin yelled and screamed the entire way back home and Ashoka kept throwing snide remarks towards her master. In the heat of the moment, they had forgotten about rex proneness to headaches.

On his way home, the stress had gotten to Rex. Worries flung through his head, he had been gone for far too long and hadn’t been able to reach you.What if you had found another, a man with his own face, who could stay by your side weeks at a time. In pure despair he had prayed to any higher power that would listen for you to wait for him. He didn’t know if they would listen to an unnatural creature made for war. The forlorn soldier had nothing to offer you and was too selfish to let you go.

He thought about you, as he waited for his nerves to settle.Your soft voice that calmed him so greatly, your touch that made him feel human. The smile he dreamed of for 3 months. He fell asleep and woke up on Coruscant.

Now he sighed as you laid the warm towel on his forehead. You looked at him expectantly “how was your miss-“ “ I’m sorry i was away for so long” rex interrupted “ i promise that i will take better care of you, my love” he said sorrow clear in his voice. You petted his arm “no man has ever pleased me as you have Rex” you took a moment to collect your thoughts “i wait for you for evermore, if it means to kiss the man i love” you answered honestly. You pulled him into a hug while you brushed your lips to his.

His headache had started to still, Anakin wasn’t screaming, Ashoka was probably sleeping and he was in the arms of the woman he loved. He broke the embrace and took the new fork you had carried with you. He thanked you sweetly and started digging in. The dinner had cooled down but to him it tasted godly. In the end, he asked for his 5th plate, making you giggle.

Rex guided you to your bedroom, it being rather late. He pulled you closer to him, stroking your back tenderly. You were cuddled up into the side of his scared torso fast asleep. Rex listened to your faint snores while he counted his blessings. His headache was over and you were near him.

Tomorrow life would run its course again but for tonight he was at peace, for tonight he was a man with his lover.

I hope you enjoyed it {cause i liked writing it :)} ❤︎︎

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[tennessoui]

It's a kit fic so it's wonderful but that's not a satisfying ending 😭😭😭 what happens next! I obviously read the whole thing in one sitting so I've got some thoughts. First, water titles are back! Shame on obiwan for thinking anakin would leave him. When I heard set was on a mission I knew that made more sense, I'm still surprised the council managed to talk him into leaving the temple at all. I'm surprised obiwan managed to wait so long to ask about anakin and didn't then immediately go to find him. I also need you to know i shed physical tears over those com messages. Until the end I really did think anakin was getting the sent ones just cause of how caught up in obiwans perspective I was. The dream at the beginning of chapter 9 got me teared up too and the emptiness obiwan has when he thinks anakin is dead. That's probably enough rambling thoughts, but what happens next 🥺 they were just getting to realize how much they love each other

ahhh thank you I’m glad you were very excited for the fic!!

(in-depth spoilers beneath the cut)

I feel like anakin’s motivations while obi-wan is asleep are interesting because he really should probably go do something else, this isn’t healthy and he probably recognizes that. He’s also only 17 and then only 18 and then only 19 so he’s a baby. I think he definitely learns to trust vos as a stand-in, temporary master, and so when vos brings this career path up to him out of concern for him, he says yes - thinking as well at the time that he can just come back whenever obi-wan does wake up. And I can definitely picture anakin thinking that if he goes on a solo mission to the outer rim and aces it as a spymaster and obi-wan wakes up, obi-wan will be sooooo impressed with him and will absolutely see him as older and more mature (and more attractive and more romantically compatible, etc)

as for Obi-Wan not contacting anakin sooner or leaving to go find him, he probably regrets it a little! but it just wasn’t that sort of story 😊 for one, he’s physically very weak and in recovery after waking up and in no position to go out looking for anakin; for another, he’s trying respect what he thinks is anakins wish for space from the Jedi. He has his commlink frequency and if anakin wanted to talk to him, he’d respond to his message. And that ties in to the fact that their relationship before the coma isn’t great - he probably thinks anakin really does want space from him specifically. They were in the rocky period of anakin’s teen years (where anakin is very moody and obi-wan doesn’t really know why but it’s definitely because anakin wants to be treated as an adult and also cause he has feelings for his master)

as far as what happens next, I’m not sure! I know it’s a bit more open-ended than any of my other fics, but I spent a whole lot of time in the fic writing about how everything was wrong because they weren’t together (obi-wan is a withdrawn character who misuses the Force and can’t confide in any other Jedi, he’s too overly emotional and attached to anakin; anakin is…well, Vader) and so it felt right to end it at the moment where they’re together again and have reached some level of honesty/understanding - because if they’re together, everything will be alright in counterpoint to when they’re apart.

I suppose they return vos to the council with a little note saying who Sidious is so that can wrap up the clone wars because obiwan does have a conscience still. Then they. Fuck off to some distant corner of the galaxy for a bit for cuddles and kisses and falling in love