#the liar: obi-wan

[anghraine]

My mostly-instrumental playlist jumping to "This Is War" while I was putting together a SW post got me thinking about my old habit of watching SW+This Is War fanvids and categorizing how they assigned the roles, esp OT-era ones.

My personal opinion of some appropriate OT-era movie assignments is:

The Good: lots of options actually (the Rebellion generally is best in my books)

The Evil: the Empire, various specific Imperial characters, etc (most comical if it's Motti being choked though)

The Soldier: Jyn and Cassian, or if only going OT, shots of Rebel soldiers or stormtroopers (one incorporating the PT would do better with clonetroopers though)

The Civilian: Baze and Chirrut or Bail Organa or Mon Mothma or Lando in ESB or Han (add PT and definitely Padmé)

The Martyr: Alderaan (or Bail specifically if you want a person) :(

The Victim: Owen and Beru (or Alderaan, or the Rogue One team generally/anyone on it)

The Prophet: probably Yoda (or weirdly enough, Palpatine—lots of emphasis on his foresight!)

The Liar: Palpatine (or Obi-Wan, lmao)

The Honest: it'd be pretty funny if it were Vader, but I'd go Chewbacca

The Leader: got to be Leia (could also be Mon Mothma)

The Pariah: Obi-Wan or Yoda or ANH Han

The Victor: Luke (or, depending, Luke and Leia)

The Messiah: Anakin, of course (I object to anyone else for this one!)

[jedi-starbird]

Alpha-17 and Obi-Wan being friends (derogatory) on 17's part and friends (threatening) on Obi-Wan's part is such an underrated dynamic

They could be so funny and terrifying, like Obi-Wan went through a soul shredding experience with Alpha-17 as his only company. They're friends because what else are you gonna be after you witness each other at absolute rock bottom from torture.

It's like 'dog put in cage of cheetah who's threatening to go crazy', except the dog is a grizzly bear and also threatening to go crazy.

Emotional support trooper except the trooper in question has never done any sort of supporting in his life and is actively an emotional distress trooper to a great number of the CC batch.

I want them texting everyday, I want Obi-Wan mailing handmade BFF bracelets to Alpha and Alpha sending pics back of him flipping off the camera but still wearing them, I want Alpha using Obi-Wan to keep track of and occasionally terrorize his cadets, I want 17 ending problems in the GAR (like Krell) before they begin because Obi-Wan has him shipped out on a personal transport at the first opportunity, decked out with slug-throwers Obi-Wan got him for his decant-day.

Natborn officers think this is all just an odd indulgence of General Kenobi, the Vode, however, correctly identify it as a goddamn threat and their danger assessment of Obi-Wan ticks up significantly.

When Alpha arrives on Kamino, Shaak Ti presses a shiny new comm into his hand. It has the Jedi Order symbol painted onto it alongside a smiley face sticker, and it pings immediately with a new message: Hello! I hope you're settling in well!

Alpha stares at the message, stares at the singular contact named 'OWK' and then stares Shaak Ti in the eye as he pitches the comm straight into the ocean. Shaak Ti's serene smile only grows larger as she calmly reaches into her robes and pulls out an identical comm, only this one has a frowny face sticker, and presses it into his hand. It lights up: I'm afraid we've bonded, Alpha :). Alpha shuts it off and pockets it with resignation.

Cody arrives on Alpha-17's personal recommendation.

A-17: He's the most difficult little bastard I have. You're perfect for each other. OWK: Thank you, he's very handsome :3 A-17: No. Stop.

The first thing he asks once he gets comfortable is who his general is texting so much that has him swinging his legs and twirling his hair. Cody assumes it's Anakin, given they seem joint at the hip anyway, but little does he know Obi-Wan's ability to consistently have the Weirdest Relationships Ever.

"Oh, it's Alpha-17, I understand you're familiar with each other?" Hmm. OK. Cody.exe is experiencing a processing error, please hold. He exits the room instead of answering. The next day he peeks over the General's shoulder when he's texting and sees walls of rambling messages from Obi-Wan. Alpha-17 replies every hour with a single text: Lose this number. Obi-Wan giggles. "He's so funny." he says.

When Obi-Wan meets the rest of the CC batch, Cody makes sure to stand perfectly angled so that he can record the reactions when his general cuts off their introductions with "Oh, no need, Alpha-17's told me all about you." It's always immediate FEAR.JPG followed by a slow spiral of What The Fuck.

What do you mean by that General. What does that mean Cody. What do you mean they text. No. Cody. What the fuck is happening, Cody. Alpha-17 doesn't have friends he has enemies and enemies he tolerates enough not to shoot on sight.

OWK: Wolffe reached for his vambrace? when I mentioned you A-17: That's where he keeps his spare knife. OWK: Hm that does explain the way he eyed me up, ambitious. A-17: Clearly not enough, he should have followed through. I taught them better.

[obikinetic]

A shoulder to pass tf out lean on 💟

[smhalltheurlsaretaken]

Hear me out: Korkie is Obi-Wan's secret nephew.

[ezrisdax-archive]

gif ask challenge: @rannochs asked: codywan + glitch

[tennessoui]

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH BABWNB IS MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE!!! <3<3 (sorry I just had to shout it out somewhere after seeing your recent asks about it😅)

i have also been working on the next chapter of building a boat with no blueprints!!! (3 guesses on what my holiday project is for this year lol)

here is a lil snippet!

“Good,” Obi-Wan decides, relaxing slowly. That sounds right. That sounds good. “He is heavier as well, I’ve noticed that too.” Crys’ mouth twitches at the corner. “Yes, General, you have been doing a good job feeding him  as well.” If Obi-Wan were twenty years younger and still prone to egotistical displays of self-satisfaction, he’d preen at these words. As it is, he only moves his hand from his hip to stroke through the youngling’s hair, flattening an errant piece of blonde. “Well, truly, the praise should go to Anakin—and perhaps Captain Rex, who has been such a good sport about Anakin pilfering his pudding cups.” Anakin cranes his head around to look at him with a very serious expression painted across his small features. “I’d never steal food from you, Obi,” he promises. “Never. You need it.” “Do you know what, Ani’ika,” Crys says, “I have been telling him that for years. Perhaps your buir will listen to you.” “I believe this is Anakin’s medical appointment,” Obi-Wan says lightly, dropping both hands back onto the youngling’s shoulders, thumb brushing along the raised, pink scar of the incision at the back of his neck. “I am here only in camaraderie.” “And in a very clever attempt to avoid a Council meeting, no?” Crys asks, turning away to pick up a device from a small table. “Commander Cody has requested that I inform him the moment that this check-in concludes so that he may, ah. Well, the word ambush was used, sir.” “Was the word mutiny tossed around as well?” Obi-Wan replies dryly. The commander will, of course, get his wish. He’s very stubborn in that way. But Obi-Wan was going to eventually attend that meeting anyway, and he would like that on record. 

[pandora15]

Angstpril 2023 Day 1 Prompt: Liar

tw: character having trouble breathing, open ending

Obi-Wan knew, from the moment that he agreed to take on this mission, that it would be difficult.

Faking his death, having to pretend to be someone he wasn't for the sake of his own survival, having to interact with the likes of Cad Bane and Count Dooku himself without getting his cover blown…

Well, he knew from the beginning that it would not be easy.

But none of that was as difficult as it was to return.

The transformation from Rako Hardeen back to his own body was uncomfortable — painful, leaving him shaky and somewhat feverish. The vocal emulator wreaked damage to his vocal chords, and Master Che had confirmed that there was likely some infection in his throat that she'd like to monitor over the coming days.

Which obviously meant that he was stuck in the Halls for now. It wasn't ideal, but considering the fact that he couldn't keep down most foods because of his throat and his entire body ached any time he tried to move at all, he supposed it made sense.

Obi-Wan didn't exactly like it, but even that wasn't the worst part.

Anakin wouldn't speak to him. On the ship when they were returning from Naboo, he'd maintained his distance, and once Obi-Wan had gotten his commlink back, he'd sent Anakin messages frequently, only to receive nothing.

Obi-Wan knew that the deception had upset Anakin. He understood why — more than most, he understood.

But he had hoped that Anakin would also understand why he did it.

"You lied to us," Anakin had said, when Obi-Wan had approached him on the ship. "What else have you lied to me about? Do you even care about any of us?"

Obi-Wan had no response to that — how could he, when he knew that Anakin was right? He did lie to them, after all.

And now he was here, alone, because he did what he knew to be right. Anakin wouldn't speak to him, Ahsoka wouldn't speak to him, Cody wouldn't speak to him, the Council wouldn't speak to him.

He'd succeeded on his mission, and yet —

He'd failed them all.

Letting out a sigh, Obi-Wan placed his commlink back on the table next to the bed. He winced as his throat spasmed at the rush of air, and then he coughed, bending forward slightly to gasp for air.

That seemed to trigger a chain reaction of sorts. The more he gasped for air, the more it irritated his throat, causing him to gasp even more. And the air wasn't even traveling down his throat properly, which meant that —

He couldn't breathe.

He couldn't breathe.

The room seemed to tilt on its axis around him as he shuddered and gasped and placed his forehead on his knees. There was a ringing noise, muffled by the blood rushing in his ears, followed by the sound of footsteps. Voices surrounded him, but he couldn't make them out, not until —

"Obi-Wan?" A hand on his shoulder, pushing him back until he was lying back again, head arching backward in a desperate reach for air. He couldn't speak, couldn't breathe, couldn't —

"Okay, okay, just hold on." The voice was gentle, soothing. "Your throat has swollen up too much. You're not getting enough air."

There were hands holding him down, the hiss of a hypospray, followed by the feeling of everything getting floaty and blurry, until…

His eyes snapped shut, and the memory of his lies that constantly plagued him faded away.

[skywalkerela]

*Rey takes a deep breath.*

"Rey Skywalker."

Everyone in the cinema and at home:

"SHUT UP BITCH YOU ARE NOT A SKYWALKER!"

"YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE SKYWALKER!"

"YOU'RE JUST A PALPATINE, NOT A SKYWALKER!"

[cosmic-ships]

"What are you up to now? I thought you were having a moment to game?"

"I was but I just wanted the in game radio now I'm doodling"

"What are you doodling?"

"Random things, whatever comes to mind really...mainly my little stick figure guys causing shenanigans, I made you, Ani, and me! Hah they aren't good.. not that stick figures are supposed to be good— anyways mini comics"

"Well its personal for you, a fun moment to look back on...Kaden I must say, you're very adorable."

O///////O "C-Come aga...again..?"

"Would you like some tea?"

"Hey..he...hey you can't jus—"

"I'll be right back. You stay, I'll get it."

O ////////////////////// O "what the fuuuckkkk"

[nerdyerror]

There are two types of tragic heros:

The ones that have to much faith in their own judgment.

And the ones that do not have enough.

[hellowkatey]

technically

for Angstpril Day 1: Liar Obi-Wan is asked to take on another facial transformation mission that may ruin his already-strained relationship with Anakin.

For the hundredth time, Obi-Wan wondered if he was doing the right thing.

By this point, Obi-Wan knew this thought was becoming performative. A dilemma posed for his own sanity. This was because he had precedent for this particular type of betrayal.

His relationship with Anakin never fully recovered from the last time he died.

This is different, he repeated to himself when he laid back on the medical table. There will be no theatrical falls or fake funerals. Anakin probably… hopefully… never find out this ever happened.

The large needles that pressed into his head stung far worse than the last time. Obi-Wan’s eyes screwed shut as the facial transformation program initiated.

You’re still lying to him, though.

As far as his former padawan knew, Obi-Wan was deployed in the Outer Rim. He even sent a message that his comms would be limited due to interference from the planet’s atmosphere. That technically was the case with his flagship and the men aboard.

Technically.

There were lots of technicalities these days. Obi-Wan was getting rather tired of them.

Droid casualties were technically not loss of lives.

Jedi were technically trained for battle situations.

Obi-Wan was technically not breaking his promise to Anakin that he wouldn’t lie to him again.

Yet, here he is. One room over from where he was born again as Rako Hardeen the last time he was asked to perform a mission that was technically for the good of the galaxy. Obi-Wan had to be the one to undergo the procedure because he was technically the only one who could play the part accurately.

The machines finally stopped whirring and the pressure subsided. Obi-Wan remained lying back with his eyes shut until the throbbing of his head started to reduce.

What-ifs were already flooding his head. What if…

…the chancellor figures it out?

…the 501st is deployed with the 212th?

…I truly am killed on this mission?

…Anakin finds out?

Obi-Wan swallowed hard, finally inching his eyes open to adjust to the fluorescent overhead lamps. A medical droid hummed with satisfaction and then handed him a mirror.

“Facial transformation is complete. I will be right back with the voice modulator, Master Kenobi,” the droid said and buzzed away.

Obi-Wan held the mirror's reflective side down for a long moment. His stomach turned just thinking about the face he would see staring back at him. Every ounce of the Jedi wanted to call the council and tell him he couldn’t do this. As much as he tried to convince himself the reward was greater than the risk, Obi-Wan wasn’t sure anything was worth the pain it would bring to Anakin and the irreparable damage it would do to their already-strained bond.

I’ve allowed this to go too far. Even if Obi-Wan wanted to stop things, he knew too many pieces were in motion. Now, it truly was more dangerous for him to bail than to go through with the mission.

Chancellor Palpatine had been raising too many red flags with the Jedi Council. They needed more intel on his movements, but there were very few close enough to the ruler that would be willing to report on his private matters. The council suggested asking Anakin, but Obi-Wan quickly shut down their request. Anakin was fiercely loyal to those he cared about— the Chancellor was one of those lucky people.

Obi-Wan slowly turned the mirror around. The clean-shaven face that gradually came into view was horrifically familiar in a way that felt like a saber to the gut. Obi-Wan’s fingers quivered as they traced down the vertical scar that nearly took his right eye.

Forgive me, padawan.

Anakin himself would never betray the Chancellor.

But… perhaps the Chancellor would reveal his true character to one he believed was Anakin.

[mutalune]

hey siri how do I stop feeling gutwrenchingly anxious in the guilt way for using the treatment methods available to me to not be in constant misery

[orion-kenobi]

star wars continuity being in shambles is wonderful actually. it accidentally adds so much to the characters. i know it’s because qui-gon didn’t exist when the OT came out but i would give so much to see obi-wan’s in universe explanation of his quite frankly bizarre choice to never mention qui-gon to luke, or say that he’d never owned a droid. the prequel trilogy was born and obi-wan went from kind old man with tragic past to chronic liar.

[nonbinary-tatooine]

anakin would send dick pics with his lightsaber hilt for scale

[sleepy-hyperfixations]

I love dooku apprentice Obi-Wan

"boohoo obi wan was such a stickler as a padawan he was all by the books and wouldn't break a rule to save his life"

my brother in christ. he was the worst one out of his entire lineage. he just learnt to poker face. man stayed behind on child soldier planet as a kid because he told qui gon to fuck off. he has never followed any rule but his own, he just knew how to lie. and also to be a bit more refined about it than his master and padawan

[thechaoticfanartist]

"Have Grim and Obi-Wan reunite" I said. "It'll be happier" I said.