#but i do think anakin's a bit of a genius

[phoenixyfriend]

Okay so, originally, I pitched this on discord:

Ahsoka… but distressed dapper. She's still a tog and all, but she's otherwise right out of a film noir setting. Rugged Detective. If Anakin were still around he'd be freaking out over the cigarette.

@jebiknights responded with:

this is a great image for post-jedi Ahsoka but also ngl part of my brain went straight to padawan Ahsoka trying to solve a mystery in the temple pretending to be a noir detective, sucking on a lollipop with a fake mustache like Nino did in s4 of Miraculous Ladybug fdijirdgjs She hasn't received shadow or spy training yet shes got a long way to go 😂 she hums her own theme music whenever she can get away with it

And we were off to the races!

I met us in the middle: after she leaves but before RotS.

Her sleuthing leads to Sidious through the most ludicrously indirect route possible.

She's not even a PI. She's a mechanic on the lower levels. She just stumbled into a thing and put on a costume to hide her identity through judicious use of Hat.

She's got an apartment across the hall from some girls who work in the red light district and one time some guys were harassing them and Ahsoka kicked them out through judicious use of Armbars And Catching Punches, which was impressive without being actively violent or revealing her Force abilities, and it was... fine? They're friends now, have pizza once in a while. Ahsoka likes hearing about their lives.

But then they decided to come to her for advice on a whole Thing at work, where they overheard some stuff about a drug deal that's taking place worryingly close, and maybe she could just keep an eye out when the deal goes down in case things go south? Please?

Ahsoka does so. She overhears things about the war in the deal (which is about information, not drugs), and. Well. She doesn't want to call home for help when she's making a whole point about needing to find herself away from them, so maybe she can just do a little digging of her own?

The red light girls insist she needs a cool outfit for her PI work (they do not care that it's not PI work). They are very excited about this.

At some point she runs into a junior Corrie Guard and steals him for a bit. He is officially "missing" and unofficially Fox was just like "fuck it, sure, help the shiny not-Jedi, I don't care." Now Ahsoka has a clone roommate/sidekick/backup who is, in fact, much more experienced in this than she is, but also has far fewer contacts and resources since they can't use CG databases while they're running this op. Meanwhile, Ahsoka has Friends, and some of her friends know a guy who knows a guy.

Fox doesn't tell the Jedi because technically this doesn't involve them (Ahsoka didn't mention the war stuff), and he has an Outside Contractor and a Coruscant Guard working on it.

He'll let them know if it goes anywhere, but for now he's assuming it's grandstanding lowlifes, and will leave it to the baby Jedi and babier Guard.

jebiknights:

a probably way too young cg helping Ahsoka while Fox aggressively pretends it isn't happening has such good- ohmygod this has psych vibes just a lil bit I've been on a psych comparison kick lately tho so

Ahsoka is trying so hard to be cool

listen psych is my favorite framework for the consulting detective schtick lmaooo AND SHES TRYING SO HARD but shes like what 16? just not there and living in the non-jedi/non-battlefront world for the first time sidgier

Her hypercompetent psychic is a babyfaced 9yo

i was thinking that she would be the psychic bc jedi but honestly convincing everyone that its the shiny corrie is so much funnier also just imagining all the stupid names they call each other as aliases

Sidekick I meant hypercomptetent sidekick

that… makes more sense ngl i was ready to yes and you all the way tho turn it into a gods whats the Jude Law movie where "Watson" is the genius who hires an actor to play "Sherlock" and has him pretend to be the genius or st?

I am, however, open to a Detective Conan situation, which has a lot more context so I'll actually use a different reference and say she pulls a Cyrano de Bergerac.

Ahsoka is stage-whispering instructions to her Corrie Guard, feeding him lines so he can pretend to be psychic while she sneaks around with significantly less eyes on her.

Also the red light girls stay involved they are so excited to Help even though Ahsoka keeps trying to keep them uninvolved for Safety. The girls love teasing her shiny friend. Please remember that all of this nonsense is happening while Ahsoka tries to dress like a prototypical film noir detective.

wait wait wait but if we go back to the original gag of, lowkey being a lil Psych/chaotic Sherlock inspired… shiny being a baby medic?? he tries to be a voice of reason but also enjoys the chaos too much, gets wayyyy too into the play acting and bad covers, but also knows how to patch up the reckless former jedi lol. Ahsoka sometimes just showing up in the Corrie medbay not for a check up but to drag the shiny into shenanigans

Fuck yeah, baby shiny Guard is now a baby shiny medic (Guard). Ahsoka regularly sneaks in through the vents to kidnap him.

Quinlan figures out she's doing Things through psychometry by accident but decides to let sleeping dogs lie until she finally shows up a the Jedi's door like "hey I need help."

The Jedi and various commanders all think it's a standard "the world is bigger and harsher than I thought and as a teen I want to come back to stability," but instead... it's "Chancellor's a Sith Lord."

Though tbh the shiny might just suggest she go to Quinlan first.

REAJGRIGJAERI Quinlan was not prepared for this at all I'm just imagining him as the airplane gag where every new thing Ahsoka reveals is just "I picked a bad day to stop [addiction]"

tbh I initially pitched the AU for Gay Reasons and that's why I was thinking post-RotS but I am now in love with mostly-competent-fumbling teen Ahsoka and her shiny friend.

#Ahsoka Tano #Original Clone Characters #Commander Fox #Original Characters #Quinlan Vos #star wars #the clone wars #film noir #kinda #psych #phoenix posts

[willowcrowned]

If Anakin hadn't been in love with Padme, do you think he still would've gone off the rails? Or do you think he would have found someone else to fixate on?

(He's the straight version of #gayDisaster, but I can't help but wonder how much of that was Padme's dramatic queen influence.)

the thing you have to understand about anakin is that he is bananas. his brain is a giant banana split with three scoops of vanilla ice cream and a pool of chocolate syrup and a single tiny maraschino cherry that comprises the part of his brain that questions his biases but that cherry is buried by the big old hunk of mushy gros michel swimming around his brain cavity just waiting to pour out of his ears at the slightest innocuous provocation. anakin skywalker thinks he’s the specialist little guy in the world and also god’s most hated creature and he hates himself for being alive and he hates everyone else for being alive and crucially. crucially. he cannot articulate any of this

and THEN. on top of the giant gooey mess that was once anakin’s brain, you add a literal evil genius, the kind of mastermind who looks at a traumatized child and is already imagining which bits of him he’s going to cut off to make a giant evil cyborg to do his bidding. palpatine took one look at the soup filling anakin’s skull and went ‘okay I can work with this’ and promptly started adding cyanide and never stopped.

there was no escape for anakin. there was never going to be an escape for anakin, because if it wasn’t padmé it was going to be obi-wan or ahsoka or rex or any one of a million other people with palpatine waiting at the end of the tunnel like the most evil grandpa you’ve seen in your life

#if palpatine wasn’t around then still no but anakin would have gone off the rails way earlier #UNLESS someone got him to a child therapist and brought his mom along. then he’d maybe have a chance #star wars #asks #anon #anakin skywalker

[ahsoka-in-a-hood]

I always feel sort of betwixt and between when it comes to Anakin

When I watch RotS I really do just come away thinking Anakin is insane. He had a mental health crisis. Frankly the more people try to convince me Anakin was fully cognizent of himself and his choices and thought he was doing the right thing the more insane he sounds. He was not rational. It’s not like I think evil is caused by mental illness- I don’t think Dooku or Sidious are mentally ill. Sidious makes some big gambles and he got a little funny at the end with his father-son cage matches, but he’s just quirky. He’s a fully functioning evil little man. But Anakin? His neurons are misfiring. It’s the way everything he does is utterly and completely self destructive. He takes a nuke to nearly everything he ever cared about. He shreds himself piece by piece. Idk about everyone else but I only start to self-harm like that when I’m death spiralling. It’s the way less than a week ago he would have unhesitently given his life to defend the jedi but now he’s rambling about them being evil traitors. It’s the way he really does love Obi Wan but he betrays him. It’s the way he spends the next 20 years in an abusive relationship with his new master, punishing himself and everyone else the whole time. Vader was not a happy man, not even a tiny little bit. It’s the way there was no substantial internal logic at all to Palpatine’s deal but he doesn’t question it. Anakin is maybe not a genius but he’s not actually that stupid. He knows how negotiations with the enemy work. But reason had nothing to do with it. It’s the way there’s this clear through line in the movies where he keeps getting asked to choose between the jedi and his other family, and when he’s nine he chooses the jedi, a traumatic separation, but because of that he isn’t there to save his mother and he falls, a traumatic event, and then the same pattern of events begins to repeat itself in the form of his dreams, the beginning of the same sequence repeating, and Anakin, always wrapped in chains of destiny, is completely subsumed by the inevitable doom. Those dreams look and smell and taste like a trigger. All Sidious really had to do was confront him with that same recurring choice: the jedi or Padme. It didn’t matter that his terms were batshit. He can maybe help save her, a clear liability to his imperial plans, with some unspecified power he maybe has? But he hardly needed to sell it with logic. By that point Anakin was fucked up enough to believe the mere act of choosing Padme over the jedi would save her. Everything else would fall into place.

But it’s not like I think Anakin was some sweet guy before he snapped. Sometimes people really make him out to be too good before he fell. His negative traits are established back in AotC and carry on throughout tcw. He’s a already a baby fascist. He’s already extremely adept at dehumanising people. He murders a whole village of indigenous people and justifies it by claiming they’re animals. That didn’t come out of nowhere. He’s prone to violence. He tortures prisoners and lies about it to the other jedi. He knows full well that he’s privately acting in ways that go against the moral norms of his society, but he feels entitled to authority among them. Anakin as Vader is perfectly believable. Who he becomes when he loses his last marbles is defined by who he was when he still had them.

#sometimes i ramble #anakin skywalker #idk i get frustrated sometimes about how so often he either depicted as too horrible as anakin or too sweet? #and i guess i'm just here thinking he's a fuckboy who went fully nuts

[nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius]

Thrawn: 1, 7, 10, 26, and 28.

My first impression of them

Ohhhh so THAT’S the blue guy my brother keeps going on about, he seems cool

(I was right, he is in fact, cool)

7. A quote of them that you remember

“I do not require glory, only results” always sticks with me because the way he turns around when he says it gave me chills

10. Describe the character in one sentence

Evil blue genius who’s really into art

26. When do you think they were being "themselves" the most?

Literally any time he went off about his art collection lmao

28. The most unnecessary thing they ever did?

I haven’t gotten my teeth into the books yet (that’s a job for the summer) but there’s a bit where Anakin is apparently mispronouncing his name (even though it’s spelt exactly the same in the text which makes it even funnier) and he’s like no it’s MITTH'RAW'NURUODO and Anakin goes THAT’S WHAT I SAID and they’re both so extra, it’s the funniest shit ever

#thanks for the ask!

[ragnarlothcat]

What are some outfits that you have yet to put anakin in that you’re just like “one day, one day I will dress him in that 😌”. Also I feel since Deborah chow has gifted us with so much, that she might be open/willing to dressing anakin up in some sort of flashback? I guess some people might argue that it’s OOC or it doesn’t make sense or it’s simply whack! But all I can say to those people is: you’re boring, you’re a fake fan & I hate you. Because anakin in a leotard when? 😩

I think you sent this to me before episode 6 aired, I just have no time management skills. Because yes, Anakin in a leotard when??? I mean, what we got was amazing and I love the pain and suffering and emotional depth. But would it have killed them to include a scene where Anakin and Obi-Wan are dressed in scandalous outfits for no reason? As I said to anyone unfortunate enough to be within earshot over the past five weeks: why hire Hayden Christensen and not undress him even a little bit?

I have a lot of outfits that I'm already shoehorning into some upcoming fics (cute swimsuit, leather, that kind of thing) but Anakin really does look incredible in everything and sometimes I haven't contrived a reason for him to wear it yet.

Mostly the things I want him in that I haven't tried writing are outfits for things I know nothing about. There was a gifset for some movie where Hayden is wearing a fancy military uniform (with the medals?) and I would love to write about that but I don't know anything so I'd either have to do research (ew) or make Obi-Wan exactly as stupid as I am and stick to his POV. Similar vein, one of those mechanic jumpsuits with the top half tied around the waist? Great look! But I don't have a mechanic Anakin au because I neither know nor care how engines work.

Other outfits: spandex for no reason, doctor's coat (some sort of baby genius Anakin is already a surgeon at like 24 maybe?), Anakin with some piercings (that's not exactly an outfit, but I'd like it to exist). But the brain rot is real because whenever I see anyone wearing anything in any context I immediately wonder if the Star Wars men would look good in it. The answer is yes 100% of the time.

#asks #anon #anakin in outfits #but i saw a nice jean jacket and thought anakin would look good in a jean jacket #that is the most generic item of clothing imaginable what is wrong with me #he would look good it it though #obikin #kenobi spoilers #briefly

[pykestowatchoutfor]

“Sky Command”Sucks!: A Note on Art and History on the Margins of the High Republic

This is an expansion of some thoughts I brought up in the wonderful Cerebro discord so credit to my interlocutors over there for bouncing some of this stuff back and forth!

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I’m in the middle of catching up on phase one of The High Republic, and finding myself really more engaged than I expected with these younger-reader novels. I’ve found that the distinction between the main novels and the YA novels is very thin, and seemingly predicated more on where the books’ senses of scale fall than on differing degrees of sophistication (the YA novels being a bit more interested in close studies of a smaller cast of characters and their difficulties with the contradictions of their milieus versus the larger scale ensemble stuff in the adult novels), and while the junior books are definitely very much pitched towards a younger audience, they still feel substantial and interesting enough to justify a read, particularly since they breeze by.

Anyway, I was struck by this brief scene from Chapter Nine of Justina Ireland’s Mission to Disaster. Avon Starros, a precocious young genius held captive by the Nihil, is with a bunch of other kids when their captors drop off a little treat:

So-- narratively, this is important because Avon, being a precocious young genius, is able to cobble these shitty old video game consoles into a means to have the ship’s doors and gain temporary freedom. But it struck me-- throughout the High Republic material, we’re told with some frequency about stuff people do for fun, and more tellingly, pieces of mass media that they enjoy. Holochron movies and serials, musical recordings, and here, even video games with enough cultural cachet that even a century on this disparate grab-bag of young hostages recognize them! 

It occurred to me that the original trilogy is very much a product of its time in terms of the horizons it imagined for telecommunication, mass media, and entertainment in a sci-fi universe with otherwise fantastic technology. Off the top of my dome, peoples’ pleasures are mostly low-tech, local, and non-professionalized. In the first six movies, and again I’m making no pretense to rigor here, people fill their spare time with:

1. Shooting rats in the desert 2. Shooting the shit at Tosche Station 3. Drinking 4. Listening to jizz wailers 5. Playing space rock ‘em sock ‘em robots 6. Fine dining 7. Bloodsports 8. Watching dancers 9. Yacht ride 10. Podracing 11. Fucking 12. Death sticks 13. Whatever strange opera Sheev and Anakin go to 14. Oh, I forgot sabacc! 

With the exception of the opera and the Boonta Eve Classic these largely seem to be provisional, unsanctioned affairs done by people who momentarily find themselves with nothing super urgent to attend to. We don’t know if Max Rebo is the best musician in the galaxy or just the guy who can blow jizz better than anybody else immediately on hand. We don’t know if kids on Tatooine and kids on Alderaan are reading the same books, hearing the same fairy tales, listening to the same music, etc., and it seems eminently plausible to me that most people live in pretty tightly circumscribed spheres in the world imagined by the original trilogy to the extent that people could become quite hazy on what the jedi order was like in the space of a generation. So much of A New Hope is about the perils and precarity of getting information from one place to another-- Vader choking Ozzel through the screen in Empire Strikes Back is as much about the unworldly miracle of video conferencing as it is about the unworldly miracle of the Force.

So it’s interesting to me that in the “golden age” of the High Republic there does seem to be not only more consistent and widespread galactic-scale communication technology, but also more (and more widely disseminated) culture. Avon and Petri and their fellow prisoners are from a grab bag of planets and a grab bag of species but they all find a common distaste for the tacky, outdated games dropped at their feet by their captors.

I think that’s a cool little way of telling me something about the world these kids live in-- what they can afford to take for granted, what common cultural coin they hold in common.

 And what’s more-- that they can appreciably manage to assess and dismiss this game for being old and out of style is extraordinary. One of my little qualms with KOTOR and SWTOR-- games which to me range from a fun enough MMO to a masterpiece of the medium-- is that despite taking place thousands and thousands of years before the movies, fashion, architecture, and engineering design seem frozen in time. The bad guys wear chic black and grey-tone Hugo Boss-ish numbers, the jedi wear their demure brown tunics and cowls, regular joes and josephines run around in their dusty, well-worn flight suits-- same as it ever was, same as it ever was. And I get the utility of this-- it communicates to a casual player “hey, this is Star Wars!” with a ruthless efficiency, AND it suggests something about cyclicality and repetition on the visual level that is reinforced and challenged by turn in the script. But all this only makes sense to me on the level of myth-- in the real world, of course, art changes, fads come and go, taste mutates and meanders along. A videogame from a century ago would be demode to a little kid, no less than a videogame from a mere decade ago might turn off a child in the real world. This feels so beautifully in keeping with the OT’s lived-in, patch-work look-- it implies a kind of relationship between people and their objects that is subject to change, and suggests that we can learn about the people by observing the changes closely enough. Time doesn’t stand still, and people rush to keep up with it-- our machines break down, our hip new kitchen remodels gradually fade into kitsch, and no shit Petri does NOT want to play FUCKING Sky Command!!!!

We see this quite a bit in the High Republic stuff really! People talk about cheesy holovids and compare their real life experiences to the fiction they grew up consuming, Bell and Burryaga help defuse their fear creeping through the dark underbelly of Starlight by cracking jokes about  “fright holos” (I imagine Claudia Gray and I are on the same page about “horror holos” being a mouthful). There’s a ruefulness to this-- these are all suggested to be kids’ stuff, fantasies that act as a contrast to the all-too-serious situations the characters find themselves in. They outgrow art on a personal trajectory too-- or expect that they should-- but keep calling back to these really tangible cultural touchstones-- a tension that feels kind of rich and delicious as a grown-ass woman reading Star Wars novels and finding them frequently delightful. Just as much as the gleaming, pristine temple garments and the spectacle of the Starlight Station itself, this sense of a wide-spread, easily accessible, and historically mobile aesthetic culture does so much to convey that something between here and the Prequels was lost, something which did meaningfully bind people across the galaxy together.

[lilisloverboys]

“Good job,” I smile and nod, “I was thinking of putting him in the classes to help him speak- what do you think?” I ask Feemor, knowing he needs to sign off on it anyway.

"Absolutely," Feemor nods, "Let's get him speaking as soon as possible. I want to dig into that genius mind I feel in him." He focuses on Anakin a bit more, slowly studying his mind, but pauses when Anakin whines. "My apologies."

[anakinh]

sw brotherhood ramblings (spoilers!)

okay so SW Brotherhood was really good. The plot was weak at times but the characterizations and character relationships (esp between Anakin and Obi Wan) is A+++. And isn’t that why we’re here? To read about the characters? It’s not called Star Wars: Good Plot (although the plot itself is fine enough)

I just finished it so I haven’t had time to stew, and I haven’t read anyone’s opinion on it or read much from the author with the exception of the acknowledgements (surprisingly informative) and one (1) tweet explaining that blitzball is from Final Fantasy X which is the most important piece of canonical Star Wars lore of all time. Anyway. Spoilers below the cut since I wrote a lot.

Overall I love it.

There were several weak spots, especially in the plot - for example, why did Obi Wan accept such a bad bargain in the first place? I guess he was desperate, but the investigation never would’ve worked with what he had. Ketar was also the weakest character imo. His descent into villainy is obviously supposed to mirror Anakin and I think also be a reference to the "angry young man without support or healthy emotional outlet” to “we’re all domestic terrorists” pipeline irl but it was very rushed and happened very quickly. Like this dude went from angry to terrorist in a few days? And we never really got to hear his Tragic Backstory until the trial, which didn’t help in his favour (although the nuance on how badly the Republic treated Cato Nemoidia was well done). It does, however, in a rushed way, show us how people exploit angry young men for terrible purposes, and how leaving them aside and assuming everything’s fine without affirming that you care or checking leads to terrible consequences which, hey, in this political environment probably helps. To be fair to Ruug, she did try at first before she got busy. Also the be fair to her she was only busy for a few days, but this whole thing took several days which, again, feels like it’s a bit too fast to be realistic. The final confrontation with Ketar was also quite heavy handed and messy, since Mill was narrating his emotions at every turn (we know he’s angry, thank you Mill, that’s been obvious for a while now) while Obi Wan and Anakin often talked to each other on the side... while Ketar was holding a detonator for a bomb and monologuing? Where did they have the time.

Another weak part is that imo it relies far too heavily on Anakin-related dramatic irony. Now, to be fair, what’s the clone wars without increasingly heavy handed Anakin-related dramatic irony? [deep sigh] It also mentions the memes a lot. Like, I get that technically Anakin is right and sand is, in fact, coarse and rough and irritating and it does, in fact, get everywhere, but every time you mention it I remember the meme and it makes things funny. Is this part supposed to be funny, Mike?

The golden, shining spotlight is the characterizations (barring Ketar) and the Anakin and Obi Wan relationship, though. And to a lesser extent the Anakin and Mill Alibeth relationship, which is adorable and Mill is the light of my life. Astonishingly, Obi Wan isn’t characterized as a perfect being who can do no wrong and Anakin isn’t characterized as a dumb impulsive idiot! I mean, don’t get me wrong, Anakin is both dumb and impulsive, but he’s also compassionate and caring and he loves so fiercely and he’s a genius who likes to fix things. And Obi Wan level-headed and eloquent but he also acknowledges mistakes he made with training Anakin (and he’s not gonna fix them, as we know) and he has blind spots he doesn’t consider. I have become so jaded with the way fandom portrays the two of them lmao. Even a tiny smidgen of Obi Wan not being perfect is enough to make me happy. Anakin’s relationship with his new arm is also nicely done. In the Prequels (specifically, in side notes) there was this very ableist idea given by George Lucas (and said to be believed by the Jedi Council) that his arm being cut off means that he is weaker in the Force due to the lack of midichlorians. Luckily, the Jedi Council never mentions this here and Anakin does have problems with his arm (understandable, it’s a new prosthetic) but he comes to accept it as a part of him and useful. What a breath of fresh air. Another very good reference to the difference between the more expressive TCW Anakin and the less expressive Prequels Anakin is the explicit note that Anakin puts on a monotone when he speaks to the Jedi. This ... fits. Anakin in TCW tends to be more expressive, Anakin in the Prequels is less, yes, but he sounds the most natural in the first 20 mins of Revenge of the Sith and when alone with Padme. It’s a very good tidbit to fill in.

Anakin and Obi Wan’s relationship is wonderfully done. They obviously care and love each other. The ways they work with each other, the ways the reign each other in, highlight their good parts and mitigate their bad, their slow acceptance that they’re equals now, both of them chilling out with regards to each other. The banter... it’s a great way to show them sliding into their Clone Wars relationship while acknowledging the friction (but care!) in AOTC. The way Obi Wan wishes Anakin was here to get him out of the mess because Anakin always manages to find a way but when Anakin shows up he immediately protests about having a plan that Anakin ruined. Anakin trusting Obi Wan to take care of himself and focusing instead on the bigger picture instead of his loved ones. Genuinely unprecedented for this boy, we love to see some growth. ([stares out into the distance])

Anakin and Mill are adorable, he’s always been good with kids (heavy...handed...Anakin-based...dramatic...irony....) and it shows in how he cares about her and encourages her to follow her heart. And he tells her that he’s learning from her and he does! He notes some things that he wished Obi Wan did for him and he does it for her! Genuinely so cute.

Obi Wan and Ruug... is probably something we should have more of. She seems like a rougher, more cynical version of Obi Wan - clearly meant to parallel him the same way Ketar parallels Anakin, except he could also see bits of Anakin in her. She’s also just a very cool character. Brave and good, but also cynical and pragmatic and hardened by war. We don’t get to see her interactions with Ketar as much, especially after he starts talking to Ventress, which is on purpose but still to both of their detriment. I also like how Ventress is more of a manipulator than a fighter here. Good to remember all of her skills, and good to remember that she also has reasons to dislike the Republic.

Side note, while I am talking about relationships: Anakin and Padme are so obviously in their Honeymoon Phase and it’s so funny. Obi Wan suspects but each time he’s like “are they... nah. No. I am going to think about something else.”

There are also some legit criticisms of the Jedi that I like being delivered. Like obviously they’re good, they’re trying to be good while the Republic is asking them to stray further from their vows, but lookat little Mill Alibeth pointing out that for a peacekeeping force, the Jedi place way too much value on their swords. Also Ventress pointed out some stuff but that’s was more in the manner of a creative use of the truth to make a better lie. It’s a well done piece of manipulation, certainly, but it’s not as impactful.

Lastly, author Mike Chen noted that he read the Revenge of the Sith novelization in his acknowledgements. Based and it shows and I love him for it. Literally bits in the narration that ties directly into that novel. The continuity of it all. [Chefs kiss].

#me.txt #sw brotherhood #sw brotherhood spoilers #okay that's it for now #I actually have a lot more on how it ties into the Revenge of the Sith novelization #especially with the burning furnace heart and the sun dragon #and the 'even stars die' mantra (fun fact: meant to be an informational trip by Obi Wan. Nice job there) #but it's been a while since i've read it and i honestly don't know if I really want to read it again #¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #i had to hit post on this because it was making my computer wheeze

[incorrectdisasterlineage]

anakin: i sometimes get the feeling i use my high iq for the wrong things. 

obi-wan: you sometimes get that feeling?

#incorrect quotes #incorrect tcw quotes #incorrect star wars quotes #anakin skywalker #obi-wan kenobi #q #i mean it's not like iq is the only thing that measures intelligence #but i do think anakin's a bit of a genius #but also a dumbass

[wisteria-lodge]

Why do you hate the term "gifted"?

"Gifted" is a term that got a lot of play in American educational systems in the 90s though the early 2010s (it’s now slowly losing favor - and funding.) But at its height there was a lot of specialized programs for "gifted" students, a lot of specialized testing, that kind of thing.

And like... who came up with this term? "Gifted" is literally a synonym for BETTER. Some teachers taking a bunch of 12-13 year olds, dividing them into groups and calling one group "better?" Who thought this was a good idea. The ones who aren't chosen are either going to use this as more evidence that school is bullshit, OR they'll take this message to heart (and there is so much stuff about labels being self-fulfilling prophecies. You tell a little girl that 'girls aren't good at math' enough times, she'll start to believe you.)

Then the kids that ARE chosen as part of the "better" group... well, they're going to start feeling that weight of expectation - you are special, you are marked out as being something special, you had better be extraordinary. Which actually a terrible thing to tell a kid in the process of figuring themselves out. "Gifted kid burnout" is very, very much a thing. So many ex-Gifted kids saying, "I should be doing more/accomplishing more/working harder. I was supposed to be BETTER." A lot of them write into me.

And then there is the selection process itself. I was a gifted kid, of course I was. I had a huge vocabulary, read a lot, had a really good memory, and was "mature." (Another terrible thing to call a child - as far as I'm concerned, a "mature" child is one who is docile and good at mimicking authority and/or shouldering too much responsibility too young.) But my SISTER, who is a GENIUS, I mean it, she's smarter than me... SHE wasn't a "gifted" kid because she wasn't "mature" (read - she was a lot more emotionally well-adjusted and less of a suck-up.) She didn't read like I did (because she was teaching herself how to use Photoshop and video editing software, and making short films with her stop-motion maquettes.) And she didn't have the autism-memory superpower.

Because what gifted kids really are are out-of-order kids. Different aspects mature at different rates for different people, it's really that simple. So, "gifted" kids have certain skills that kick in early, but that generally means they have to wait on other skills that are... less flashy. More invisible. (No less important.) And part of gifted-kid disillusionment is watching other people "catch up" to them, while they're going back and learning the older lessons about identity, and self care, and socialization, and play.

There is this idea of a skill "carrying a weakness" which is VERY applicable to gifted kids. If those gifted programs were better, they probably would have taught us about things like executive functioning - which none of us knew how to do, because we all had some other skill (memory, meta-reasoning, background knowledge etc.) that carried us through the eighth grade curriculum. That's also a common gifted kid experience - falling apart later on because at some point your "superpower" isn't enough anymore, and you've got nothing else to fall back on.

I teach a lot of kids that would have been called "gifted" back in the 90s. Kids with tremendous skills, tremendous accomplishments, with the presentation of someone much older. I think of them as anakins, because to me - Anakin Skywalker is the platonic ideal of "gifted kid." Tremendously skilled, wants to seem older, but... a kid, with a lot of sticky bits of his psyche that aren't getting looked at. There are so many lessons about emotional maturity and what it means to be a functional person that just haven't kicked in yet. So, when I teach them, I focus on that. "Gifted" kids want to feel safe. They want to play. They want to be listened to. When they are scared, or unsure, or upset - they want a safe place to put those emotions. They don't want to be told to act more mature. They DON'T want to feel like they have to constantly have to impress you. They don't want to constantly have to live up to some kind of ideal.

#gifted kids #teaching #teaching stuff #one of my causes #gifted kid burnout

[thehimbolineage]

My Favourite Quotes From the Revenge of the Sith Novelisation in a Stupidly Long Post.

Because Matthew Stover is a genius. (It’s mostly just quotes that make me sad).

“Across the Republic- in words or pheromones, in magnetic pulses, tentacle-braids, or mental telepathy- the message from the younglings is the same: Don’t worry. It’ll be alright. Anakin and Obi-Wan will be there any minute.”

“It’s not uncommon for an exasperated parent to ask, when faced with offspring who have just tried to pull off one of the spectacularly dangerous bits of foolishness that are stock-in-trade oh high-spirited younglings everywhere, So, which were you supposed to be, Kenobi or Skywalker?”

“Obi-Wan kept hoping to hear some of Anakin's old cocky grin in his tone, but he never did. Not since Jabim. Perhaps not since Geonosis. The war had burned it out of him. Obi-Wan still tried, now and again, to spark a real smile in his former Padawan. And Anakin still tried to answer. They both still tried to pretend the war hadn't changed them.”

“[Obi-Wan] is the ultimate Jedi. And he is proud to be Anakin Skywalker’s best friend.”

“They are closer than friends. Closer than brothers… Neither can imagine their life without the other. The war has forged their two lives into one.”

“Anakin and Obi-Wan would never fight each other. They couldn’t. They’re a team. They’re the team. And both of them are sure they always will be.”

““Anakin.” Obi-Wan’s voice had gone soft, and his hand was warm on Anakin’s arm. “There is no other Jedi I would rather have at my side right now. No other man.”

Anakin turned and found within Obi-Wan’s eyes a depth of feeling he had only rarely glimpsed in all their years together; and the pure uncomplicated love that rose up within him felt like a promise from the Force itself.”

When the Jedi Council asks Obi-Wan to lie to Anakin.

““We-” Obi-Wan shook his head helplessly. “We don’t keep secrets from each other.””

Any time Obi-Wan openly disagrees with and argues with the Council on Anakin’s behalf.

When Anakin loses it at the Council.

““Anakin,” Obi-Wan said softly. He gestured to an empty seat beside him. “Please.”

And something in Obi-Wan’s gentle voice, in his simple, straightforward request, sent his anger slinking off ashamed, and Anakin found himself standing alone on the carpet in the middle of the Jedi Council, blinking.

He suddenly felt very young, very foolish.”

Obi-Wan speaking.

““[Anakin] will stop at nothing to save me, for example, because he thinks I would do the same for him.”

Mace and Yoda gazed at him steadily, and Obi-Wan had to lower his head.

“Because,” he admitted reluctantly, “he knows I would do the same for him.””

Obi-Wan discusses his discontent with making Anakin spy on Palpatine.

““Yes,” [Obi-Wan] said slowly. “That’s why I don’t think [Anakin] will ever trust us again.”

He found his eyes turning unaccountably hot, and his vision swam with unshed tears.

“And I’m not entirely sure he should.””

“For a moment [Padmé] said nothing, but as [Obi-Wan’s] footsteps receded she said, “Obi-Wan?”

She heard him stop.

“You love him, too, don’t you?”

When he didn’t answer, she turned to look. He stood motionless, frowning, in the middle of the expanse of buff carpeting.

“You do. You love him.”

He lowered his head. He looked very alone.

“Please do what you can to help him,” he said, and left.”

Obi-Wan and Anakin’s conversation before Obi-Wan leaves for Utapau.

“So no, it wasn’t that [Anakin] wanted to go. It was more, inexplicably, that he wanted Obi-Wan to stay. There was a cold void in his chest that he was afraid would soon fill with regret, and grief.”

More of that conversation.

“…if he could just tag along and play the Kenobi and Skywalker game for a few days, everything might still be alright.”

“Now [Obi-Wan] really missed Anakin…”

“Which made [Obi-Wan] also aware, again without surprise and without distress, that he would very likely die here.

Contemplation of death brought only the slight sting of regret, and more than a bit of puzzlement. Until this very moment, he had never realised he’d always expected, for no discernible reason-

That when he died, Anakin would be with him.”

Anakin’s first proper words to Windu after finding out about Palpatine.

“Anakin took Mace’s arm in a grip of desperate strength, and used it like a crutch to hold himself upright.

“Obi-Wan…,” he said faintly. “I need to talk to Obi-Wan—!””

Obi-Wan’s beautifully written reaction to Order-66 aboard Bail’s ship.

“A curve of knuckle, skinned, black scab corrugated with dirt and leaking read—

The fringe of fray at the cuff of a beige sleeve, dark, crusted with splatter from the death of a general—

The tawny swirl of grain in wine-dark tabletop of polished Alderaanian kriin—

These were what Obi-Wan Kenobi could look at without starting to shake.

The walls of the small conference room on the Tantive IV were too featureless to hold his attention; too look at a wall allowed his mind to wander…

And the shaking began.

The shaking got worse when he met the ancient green state of the tiny alien seated across the table… The shaking got worse still when he turned to the other being in the room, because he wore politician’s clothes that reminded Obi-Wan of the enemy who still lived.”

“Obi-Wan fought to stay in his chair; the pain inside him demanded motion. It became wave after wave of tremors.”

“Grief punched a gasp from his chest… Obi-Wan sank to his knees beside the fallen Jedi.”

““This wound, no blaster could make.”

An icy void opened in Obi-WAN’s heart. It swallowed his pain and grief, leaving behind a precariously empty calm.”

Obi-Wan’s reaction to the confirmation of Anakin as Darth Vader. (This killed me).

“Obi-Wan, staring, wished that he had the strength to rip his eyes out of his head. But even blind, he would see this forever. He would see his friend, his student, his brother, turn and kneel in front of a black-cloaked Lord of the Sith.

His head rang with a silent scream…

Fumbling nervously, Obi-Wan somehow managed to shut down the holoscan. He leaned on the console, but his arms would not support him; they buckled and he twisted to the floor.

He huddled against the console, blind with pain.”

““Don’t make me kill Anakin,” [Obi-Wan] said. “He’s like my brother, Master.””

“After thousands of hours in lightsaber sparring, they knew each other better than brothers, more intimately than others; they were complementary halves of a single warrior.”

“This was not Sith against Jedi. This was not light against dark or good against evil; it had nothing to do with duty or philosophy, religion or morals.

It was Anakin against Obi-Wan. Personally. Just the two of them and the damage they had done to each other.”

“The man he faces was everything Obi-Wan had devoted his life to destroying: Murderer. Traitor. Fallen Jedi. Lord of the Sith. And here, and now, despite it all…

Obi-Wan still loved him.”-

“This is how it feels to be Anakin Skywalker, forever:

The first dawn of light in your universe brings pain. The light burns you. It will always burn you. Part of you will always lie upon black glass sand beside a lake of fire while flames chew upon your flesh.

You can hear yourself breathing. It comes hard, and harsh, and it scraped nerves already dawn but you cannot stop it. You can never stop it. You cannot even slow it down. You don’t even have lungs anymore.”

“There was no Vader. There was only you. Only Anakin Skywalker.

That it was all you. Is you.

Only you. You did it. You killed her.

You killed her because, finally, when you could have saved her, when you could have gone away with her, when you could have been thinking about her, you were thinking about yourself…

It is in this blazing moment that you finally understand the trap of the dark side, the final cruelty of the Sith—

Because now your self is all you’ll ever have.”

THIS BOOK CAUSED ME PAIN.

#this was an unecessarily long post #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #anakin angst #obi wan and anakin #revenge of the sith #Matthew stover #this book is a crime against humanity in the best way possible #I cried an embarrassingly high amount of times #I’m sorry #star wars #sometimes this book read like fix-it fanfiction and then I remembered what happens at the end and I cried

[well-its-not-human-anymore]

Ok so like......a little bit ago you did some general headcanons for the TMNT boys in a relationship and I just love to imagine donnie with an s/o who's also a huge star wars fan like......picture sparring but the two of you just start making lightsaber noises and quoting lines as a form of banter.....and sometimes you start little fights about it because it's just fun to be like "you know I think Greedo shot first" and hear him go "whAT" three rooms over and rush to wherever you are......or having marathons every so often and needing pause every 10 minutes because one of you has another rant/theory about what's happening........and like cosplaying together and raising both your confidence and just having fun with it.......and the general shared fan behavior over merchandise and characters.....sorry your headcanons just inspired me and I wanted to share some of my thoughts. Anyway have a great day :)

Hey guys I'm back! Sorry for such a long hiatus, had some life shit I needed to work through. School's out and summer has been pretty okay so far, but if you've got any college tips for me please message me, I'll take all the advice I can get.

Anyways- I'm doing what I can to get back into writing, TMNT was a mild hyperfixation that I had a while ago, I never expected to gain so much traction on here for my writing. I hope you can understand my surprise when I got so much positive feedback and I do feel a little guilty for all of the requests that have sat in my inbox for months.

But no matter- I'm back now with a vengeance and I will be doing my best to push out more content. So thanks for being patient! Now that that's out of the way, let's get this show on the road.

TMNT Headcanons

In which everyone is afraid to ship people in the Star Wars universe in fear that they might be siblings (aka, Donnie's s/o is a huge star wars nerd and everyone else is fucking sick of it)

Donnie was dead on the floor the second you made a Star Wars reference in front of him

dead in all capitals

dead in italic font

dead™

thing was, he'd already thought you were cool before you made the reference, you were Casey's friend and you weren't scared of him or his brothers

he had the very vivid memory of you yanking a crowbar out of a discarded toolbox in an alley when you'd first met and using it to hit a foot soldier over the head

that hadn't surprised him too much, it was the noises you were making with your mouth

"are you-"

"yeah," you shrugged, "making lightsaber noises makes me feel better about rocking his absolute shit with this thing."

Donnie was a little wary of you after that

but it admittedly turned into admiration when you'd started dating

well, most of the time, you jumping at him at 3am screaming "you were the chosen one!" because he'd accidentally eaten your leftovers wasn't what he'd call endearing

it did make him careful not to eat your food however

and god knows you two couldn't get 5 minutes into a movie without pausing it to dissect the plot, much to everyone else's annoyance

the worst times were when you didn't pause it, the others would watch you talk for 15 minutes as the movie went on before you stopped and had to rewind

what should've taken only 3 hours ended up lasting 5 or 6

the others eventually banned you two from watching star wars with them

you were fine with it, more time to talk anyways

sometimes it was extremely helpful, spirit-lifting if you will

you wouldn't, it sounded really cheesy and you were lactose intolerant as fuck

but it did help when the mood was a little sour

you'd walked in on the entire family moping about, you didn't have to ask what happened, you knew they'd had another fight

your eyes landed on Leo first and you decided to roll with it

"I did it."

they noticed how low your voice was first, and when they looked at you your expression was dark

"Uh... did what exactly?" Mikey was the first to respond

"I killed them- I killed them all. Not just the men. But the women and children too."

maybe it was your face, maybe your horrible impression of Anakin, whatever it was it made Raph snort so hard he fell into a coughing fit

Donnie did that near imperceptible giggle he always did whenever he found something funny and hearing that sent Mikey into a fit of laughter

Leo cracked last, not laughing entirely but he gave you that amused side smile and shook his head

yeah, you were pretty good at lifting the mood

sometimes it served very helpfully as a method to get Donnie out of his lab

one day when you were over having lunch with the others you immediately noticed your boyfriend's absence. you didn't comment- usually he came out on his own accord

but he didn't

Raph had sighed and rose to retrieve his younger brother

"hang on a sec Raph," you were mumbling through a mouthful of sandwich and waving at the wall of muscle. it took a moment for you to swallow your food before you winked at the others

then you raised your voice just a little and announced-

"yeah- that's an interesting take on that, but I still say that Greedo shot first"

you counted on your hands, your eyes twinkling with amusement

3-2-1-

"YOU WHAT?!"

"there we go."

all six and a half feet of the purple genius came tumbling down the hall and into the kitchen, gaze landing on you in complete and utter shock

"Works like a charm, hey darling, it's lunchtime and you need to eat."

"But-"

"You can chastise me later, now sit down and put food in your face."

he managed to shut his mouth and sit down at the table and at that moment the rest of the family burst into rambunctious laughter

Donnie was halfway through his second sandwich when he looked up at you again

"you don't actually think that, right?"

You snorted into your apple juice

"Of course not Donnie, I'm a dumbass, not an idiot."

I had SO much fun writing this, forgot how much I missed doing it. I hope you like it! And thanks for being patient with me!

-Mars 🌠

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt headcanons #tmnt x reader #tmnt donatello #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2014 #ask response #askbox #submission #answered

[transmalewife]

You mentioned disliking the Clovis arc before. I agree completely, but can I ask why you had an issue with it?

well I haven't seen it in a while but mostly because it's. bad? like most of tcw is a bit all over the place and pointless, but some arcs stand out for not only being pointless but actually detrimental to canon. like i love ahsoka but tcw is a fucking terrible show, with brief moments of genius burried under an entire swamp of filler. and i can excuse that, the hideous style, the horrible unimaginative costumes, the shallow overarching plot and happily watch it as a mediocre kids show to get more ahsoka, ugly padme and ooc anakin, but even i have my limits.

So like i've talked before about how i hate tcw changing anakin's characterization to be more of a typical macho action sci-fi/fantasy rugged hero, most likely as a direct cowardly fan service response to the reaction to anakin in the prequels. (I have to add that part of that is again, kids show, everyone is speaking in cool one liners, overpowered, and doing stuff meant to make every 8 year old boy watching piss himself in glee and demand a toy lightsaber. But there are kids shows with fucking amazing stories. atla is imo one of the best written stories on tv period, not just in terms of cartoons. tcw is.... not that). and the clovis arc is basically the nail of the cofin of both anakin's and padme's characters.

with my friends we used to say the tcw made padme into The Woman and she really is nothing else here. In tpm and aotc padme is rushing into danger with a blaster. she's shown to be more competent than the jedi at times, including when it comes to combat, and even though it's usually played for a joke, its still an integral part of who she is. she will get out of a situation if she needs to. she's 3 steps ahead politically and physically. She will solve a problem if needs be. in fact, as terrible as the clone wars movie was, one thing it got right, is padme going after a hutt with nothing but a blaster to save anakin. in the show, padme is a damsel in distress, and rarely anything more. even though she sometimes tries to deal with it herself, the narrative keeps putting her into that role, and having anakin (or Ahsoka) rescue her. padme planned and won a battle at 14. she took the lead when they were infiltrating geonosis, and it was her idea in the first place. later she fell out of that ship and immediately took command of the first soldier she could find. she tried to shoot dooku's ship down with a blaster for fucks sake. she's reckless, she's violent, she's smart and strategic, she's in charge.

Anakin knows that, and that's why he loves her. their relationship is actually a really interesting reversal of many typical heterosexual ideas of romance. He's younger, less worldly, more emotional. an awkward teen crushing on someone far out of his league. it's basically self insert one direction fanfic come true for him. Padme's rich and powerful. his love for her is his main drive. and that love always presents in following her lead. fucks sake he flirts with her by saying hey wouldn't it be cool if you were a dictator? you're so smart i think you should rule the galaxy. because i could make that happen if you want.

she tells him no when he kisses her, and he accepts it. he asks again, literally crying, in the fireplace scene, and then accepts her final answer as no and drops it. he's surprised and confused when she kisses him on geonosis. He's not possesive. remember, the possesive love is bad vs compassion unconditional love is good is not jedi dogma, its a pickup line from anakin. but even then, his love for padme is unconditional. he loves her even when she doesnt want him. he loves her even when he doesnt see her for a decade. is it childish, unrealistic, and fucked up in its own way? yes. but its not possesive in the "If i can't have you, no one can" way. its not jealous. in fact, anakin isn't really a jealous person in the prequels. he doesn't have any problems with owen being Shmi's stepson

now, the problem is, none of that is half as clear in the actual source material. star wars is a mess, with massive tone problems. like to get any of these you have to fight the irresistible cringe and power through i like sand, through jar jar, through so much bullshit, but it is there. and boy are those tone problems glaring in tcw. star wars deals with some incredibly dark shit. slavery, death, war, grief. and by deals with, i mean doesn't deal with them at all, just brings them up and never really explores them. and tcw could have been the perfect solution to that. they finally had the time to actually explore it. and instead they gave us a 4 fucking episode arc of droids dicking about on a planet with a tiny alien general. 4 fucking episodes. i will never get over that. half a million dollars per episode and they did that with it.

you can make a good kids show that deals with war and death, still has comedic moments for the babies watching, and actually introduces them gently to the topics at hand. again, atla. you have to show the characters being hurt and affected by the tragedy. you have to take a break once in a while and use the filler episodes to let the charaters breathe and process. you can't be so scared of the trauma you've written that your filler just doesn't have the main characters in it at all. what tcw seemingly did is went ok what are the prequels about. war, death, slavery, anakin going bad. ok. now, what do kids like? cool weapons, quips and silly bullshit. tcw actually betrays a really mean approach to it's audience in how bad it is at times. it tries to mascarade its incompetent writing under "its for kids anyway, it doesnt need to be smart".

aaanyway, circling back finally. one thing the prequels did not have, one complicated topic they did not have to introduce if they knew they couldn't write it gracefully, is sexual harrassment. they didn't have to. they chose to include it. it was unnecessary and in poor taste.

in an ideal world, where tcw is good, consistent with padme's and anakin's characterization, and actually deals with the shit it brings up, i can see the basic premise working. a show in which padme doesn't need rescuing in every other episode she's in could have made a point about how uniquely violating sexual harrasment is by making padme freeze up and need help. it could have made anakin give into his darker instincts and beat a sleazebag half to death. but then it made him actually evil and working with dooku, so he deserved it anyway its fine. and then at the end he dies so padme and anakin can be happy together and its never fucking adressed again that she broke up with anakin. because surely once the other man is dead The Woman must want to fuck the only other alternative again. its fine.

anakin has loved padme since he was 9. he risked his entire life's work, his dream of being a jedi to marry her. then she breaks up with him. devastating, right? worth exploring, right? ooooh noooo we wrote an emotion, men don't have those except anger, quick, quick, let's cut to 2 episodes of jar jar dicking about in a cult.

it also cheapens a lot of rots imo. It takes away from the confrontation on mustafar if Padme's been afraid of anakin before. it takes away from the earth shattering impact of her finally having to face the consequences of marrying a mass murderer. it also takes away from the absurdity of anakin in the throes of madness and palpatine-induced delusion accusing her of choosing obi wan over him. it takes away from the denial both padme and obi wan were living in to ignore the signs of anakin getting worse as the war goes on, if the signs were that obvious. season 6 does that a lot, by reavealing pretty much every part of the conspiracy and just having them not fucking deal with it, because there's no ahsoka and they ran out of ideas so let's just remind people the plot of rots. it also takes away from itself, if the point its trying to make is anakin is excessively jealous, its a bit fucking stupid to do it with a character who's already put padme's life at risk.

i would have been a lot harsher if you'd asked me a year ago, probably bc i haven't seen it in a while and dont remember how shit it is, but there are things i like about it. anakin's slow descent into darkness, that was done much better with subtle character beats in season 7. padme drinking wine and going to shows (opera? I think) like the clueless aristocrat she is, while people die, that i really wish had been explored more than that hideous scene when she finally remembers her servant is a person with a family. and thats already me being generous because i dont think that was ever intentional.

anyway, tldr. it gratuitously uses sexual harrasment as a plot device without actually exploring it, it shits on padme and anakin's characters and the plot of rots, and it perfectly encapsulates everything bad about tcw.

thankfully tcw has enough blatant inconsistencies with the pt that i can just pick and choose what is canon and what isnt so. clovis arc is but a bad dream jar jar had in that cave next episode.

#not rereading this stream of consciousness baby. i was gonna just say its bad but ive missed writing sprawling star wars meta #besides if you're asking me you knew it was gonna be this long #clovis arc #star wars #star wars meta #anakin skywalker #mine. #ask #anon

[tommysparker]

Never Forget You [Chapter 3]

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Jedi!Reader

A/N: hey y’all! thank you for your patience with this chapter. enjoy!! :) [also totally didn’t have this in my drafts then forget to post earlier pfftttt whaaaatt?]

Warnings: angst with a tiny amount of fluff. anakin finally makes his debut in this series. it gets better just stay with me. long italic paragraphs = flashbacks

Anakin Skywalker had witnessed many things over the years. 

Giant beasts? At least once a week. Sith Lords? Becoming too common. Droid armies? All year long. Looking death in the eye? Simply another day in the life of a Jedi. 

Nothing could ever have prepared him for the sight he was currently witnessing. 

Obi-Wan Kenobi, his Master, The Negotiator, the Jedi Council’s most prized Jedi…sulking.

It has been a full week since You returned to the Jedi Temple and Anakin couldn’t help to think his former Master’s mood and your arrival were connected. He was vaguely aware of your past friendship, only hearing bits and pieces of the adventures you had together as Padawans. 

During his days under Obi-Wan’s apprenticeship he would often hear about how “a wise Jedi I once knew” would do certain things. He wanted to know more about this oh-so-great Jedi, however, any time the young boy asked his Master would always brush him off with a mournful look in his eyes.  

He didn’t understand at the time but now he’s beginning to piece together that perhaps there was something more between the two of you. 

“You think Master Y/l/n and Master Kenobi were courting?” 

“Keep your voice down, Snips,” Anakin hushed.

“Sorry, sorry. But Master,” Ahsoka lowers her voice, “what led you to that conclusion? I’ve hardly seen them together since Master Y/l/n came back. What makes you think they could be lovers?” 

“That’s just it, Ahoska. They’ve been avoiding each other like the Rakghoul plague. Obi-Wan told me they were such good friends, and now that they’re back they can’t stand to be in the same room as each other? I don’t buy it.” Anakin looked back to where Obi-Wan sat with Commander Cody, no doubt brainstorming new battle tactics and liberation plans. 

“So what do you suppose we do? Set them up or something?” The look her Master gave her made her regret her words the moment they left her mouth. 

“Come on, Snips. It’s a good idea. We get them to stay in the same room so they have no choice but to confront each other and talk things out! It’s genius.” Anakin smiled, his eyes still on his former Master. He had a feeling if Obi-Wan were to find out about this plan he would be in for a major lecture but he couldn’t bring himself to care at the moment. He couldn’t stand to see the old man look so miserable, not if he can do anything about it. 

Ahsoka crossed her arms and followed her Master’s gaze. Something was clearly different about her Grand-Master. He had put his full attention into ending the war, which wasn’t new. However, she could tell something was off. He no longer came out to the landing zone to greet returning fighters, stayed away from the meditation and training centers as well as the Jedi Archives which was the most off-putting observation considering that was where he spent most of his time.

Anytime someone needed to find Obi-Wan Kenobi, the first place they would check was the ancient history section of the Jedi Archives. 

“I don’t know why you find so much interest in these old books Y/n/n,” Obi-Wan complained from across the table. “Can’t we go practice our lightsaber skills instead?” 

You smiled. “Nuh uh, mister. If I won the wager you promised to sit with me during my reading time. Now shush, and read.” You pushed the unopened textbook toward the pouting Padawan. “Maybe you’ll actually learn something.” 

Obi-Wan stuck his tongue out in a childish manner, sighing dramatically when you gave him a certain look and reluctantly opened the cover and began to read Tales of The Old Republic. 

Safe to say from that point onward, Obi-Wan would join your daily Archive visits with zero complaints. 

You close the book, careful to make sure no pages fell out and gently push it back into its place on the shelf. Using the force, you carefully push the ladder you were currently standing on over to the next column and begin nitpicking through the array of old texts. 

It took a few days for you to settle in and readjust to the Jedi Temple life. Once you had, however, things quickly took a turn. 

Master Yoda requested that you help train some of the younglings who were having trouble advancing into the next stages of becoming a Jedi. In all honesty, you much rather have had the freedom to roam for at least one more week, but the new role presented an excuse to not be around a certain blue-eyed Jedi. 

“Looking for something?” 

The voice startled you, causing you to jump and lose your balance on the ladder. You yelp as you begin to fall towards the ground, bracing yourself for the hash impact and the bruises that would add to the collection on your side still currently healing.  

Instead, you feel a pair of arms catch you, one under your back and the other behind your knees in a classic bridal style. The hold felt secure instantly, and you instinctively clung to the tunic of your savior. You look up to thank the person for preventing any injuries, but the blue eyes staring back at you made your mind go blank. 

Obi-Wan stared back, unsure of what to say. This was the closest he has been to you since you left a decade ago. He longed to have you in his arms, to hug you, to regain that safety net you provided he knew he could always fall back on.

“Um...thank you, General.” It came out as more of a question, your mind still reeling from almost falling and also the fact that the man who you had been actively avoiding just happened to be in the same place you spent hours of your youth together. 

“Obi-Wan, please. No need for formalities, darling.” The old nickname slipped out, and he was about to apologize when he noticed the light blush that spread across your face. Perhaps not everything about you has changed. 

“Right...Obi-Wan. Well, I’ll be on my way then,” You rushed, trying to pass by him but he stopped you once again by the call of your name. 

“Y/n/n’s wait. Whatever game you’re playing, frankly I am not a fan of it.” Obi-Wan crossed his arms and furrowed his eyebrows. 

“What are you talking about?” You turned around and looked at him confused. 

“You were the one who summoned me here,” he stretched his arms out, “here I am and now you’re trying to run away again. I hardly think that’s fair.” He was beginning to get frustrated. He came in with his heart on his sleeve, ready to finally talk to you after so long and find out why you’ve been keeping your distance. Now, all he felt was betrayal and irritation at the ongoing dance you insist on doing around each other. 

He preferred to dance like you did in your youth, but alas this was nothing but another sign he needs to get mind out of the past.  

You scoffed lightly. “Again? What is that supposed to mean exactly?” You knew exactly what he meant, but you didn’t want to admit it. You’ve been denying it for ten years and Force be damned if you’d admit it now. 

“You’ve been avoiding me since your return--” You open your mouth to protest but he ignores you and continues “--and then you send the youngling to bring me here, only to try to flee upon my arrival,” He frowns, lifting his elbow and resting it on his remaining crossed arm. “I know our history can make things...difficult in the present time,” He glanced around cautiously as he spoke,”but I would appreciate it if we make an agreement simply to not speak from now on. No more games.” 

You blinked, head tilting slightly as you waited for him to finish. “Obi-Wan, I didn’t ask for you to come here. Nor would I ever involve younglings in personal matters.” He should know that, you thought. But should he really? 

His face fell from annoyance to embarrassment, his arms falling to his sides. “Oh.” He wasn’t sure what to do now. It was his own fault for getting his hopes up. I should have known better. 

You purse your lips and nodded slowly. “Well, I’m glad we at least came to an agreement. Goodbye, General Kenobi.” You took your leave, forcing yourself not to look back as you felt his eyes watching your figure. 

Obi-Wan let out a frustrated sigh, knowing he just ruined any and all changes of reconnecting with you. In his defense, however, you were the one avoiding his attempts at friendly conversation and refusing to meet and make up for lost time.  

Still, something didn’t feel right about this. 

“What the kriff was that?” 

Ah, there’s that something. “Anakin, please tell me this was not your doing.” 

Anakin smiled guilty, Ahsoka coming out from behind the bookshelf to stand next to her Master. 

“It was Snips' idea.” Anakin shrugged, flinching when he felt her punch his arm. “Ow!”

“You were the one who came up with the plan, and now look! Master Y/l/n and Master Kenobi will never get together--” Ahoska stops herself, realizing she said too much. “Oh no.” 

“I beg your pardon?” Obi-Wan looks at them both incredulously. “First of all, Master Y/l/n and I are simply…” he wanted to say friends, but even that was a reach at this point, “acquaintances. We knew each other in the past, and in the past our friendship shall stay. As for ‘getting together’, you both know very well any implication of that goes directly against the Jedi Code.” He crossed his arms tightly as he scolded. 

“I can tell you harbour feelings for them, Obi-Wan. You don’t need to lie to us.” 

“Whatever feelings I may or may not have for Y/n are unrelated. You must understand your responsibilities as a Jedi. No matter what emotional sacrifice we must make.” He made a point to look at Anakin at the end, knowing he won’t follow the implication but at least hoping he’ll get the message.     

“We’re sorry, Master.” Ahsoka looked down in shame not at what they had tried to achieve, but at the cost and clear damage they caused. 

Obi-Wan sighed, running a hand over his beard before resting it on her shoulder. “It’s alright young one. You meant no harm. Perhaps some things are better left forgotten.” 

Oh, if only it were that simple. 

A Padawan approached the three of them quickly. “Excuse me, Master Yoda sent me to tell you he and Master Y/l/n are waiting for you all in the council room.” 

Of course, these things never are. 

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[willowcrowned]

TCW Obi-Wan was trying so hard to be zen and NOT disappoint both Qui-Gon and his younger self any more than the whole "high general" thing already had, but then Anakin did a Anakin does, and... well. Kamino probably has facilities to hold Maul until they can circle back around to Coruscant, right?

The thing about Obi-Wan is that it’s less him trying not to disappoint his younger self and Qui-Gon (because, let’s be honest, he’s been thinking he’s a disappointment to Qui-Gon for the last twelve years— he’s pretty sure it’s a lost cause), and more that he really needs them to think him (a) competent and (b) not totally insane if they’re going to help him convince the council. So Anakin running off to rescue his mother, and then to Kamino is both good and bad.

The good part is that they’re seeing what he has to deal with on a daily basis (and while Qui-Gon himself is a bit of a wildcard, he’s not Anakin, so it is shocking for him), which at least gives him a little maneuverability when it comes to trying to explain, well, everything. The bad part is that he can’t control Anakin, which is a big mark against letting him be in charge— after all, that was pretty much his one job for ten years, and if he couldn’t handle that, what can he handle?

But all this, of course, is assuming that Qui-Gon and young Obi-Wan have any clue what in the genuine fuck is going on, which, well, they don’t. Obi-Wan has been reticent and Anakin (while he was on Naboo) dropped accidental hints, but not actually anything that gave them more than a sketch of the situation.

They know Obi-Wan trained Anakin, they know Qui-Gon died, and they know that TCW’s Obi-Wan and Anakin are in the middle of a galaxy-wide war. Even if Qui-Gon isn’t inclined to be forgiving (which I don’t think he is), that’s really just not enough information to work off of.

So you have this bizarre situation where TCW Obi-Wan is refusing to talk about his feelings (of which there are many) with TPM Qui-Gon or even TPM Obi-Wan, which creates The Most Awkward Atmosphere Ever, while at the same time the TPM gang is basically constantly trying to ply him for information.

And TCW Obi-Wan, whose explanation will be tied up in a lot of trauma he doesn’t want to relive, only wants to explain it once, to the Council. (He’s also very aware that telling Qui-Gon might not do anything for them. The Council is not necessarily inclined to listen to him, especially when the Sith returning feeds into his narrative about why they need to get the boy trained.)

So Obi-Wan needs to go to Kamino. He can’t leave Anakin there, because Anakin is a bit of genius but also more than a bit of an idiot. But he also can’t leave Naboo, because TPM Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan are going to demand to come with him, and they can’t leave Maul unattended.

And they absolutely cannot bring Maul to Kamino, because the Kaminoans have a direct line to Lord Sidious, and if there’s one thing Obi-Wan wants to avoid, it’s giving Maul a flip phone with his Master’s number predialed.

Obi-Wan is in a dicey situation, and it just keeps getting dicier.

#that poor man #there's a solution there that doesn't leave Anakin on Kamino #and also doesn't let Qui-Gon go there where he can and will start asking questions that are going to alert the sith more than they already h #ave #but it requires that Obi-Wan trust himself #and uh #that will require explaining Emotions #so it's a rock and an even harder rock for him #phantom of the past au #willow's aus #star wars #star wars au #asks #phoenixyfriend #obi wan kenobi #qui gon jinn

[nevertheless-moving]

thanks again to @dykerory and @willowcrowned for this genius au. this is an incomplete collection of very specific set of headcanons/daydreams i had about a tangential version of your au that made me emotional in the middle of the woods. whenever you feel the time is right, i’m very eager to hear your og version on the ‘but obi-wan, tho!’, because i admittedly pushed this one’s resolution really far chronologically because i wanted batman to be involved.

continuation from here

note: my understanding of dcu is as sporadically informed as my understanding of the gffa. 

newly graduated clark kent gets his first journalism job and starts settling more and more into the superman thing. the rest of the justice league has been around but his entrance onto the scene is the one that really inspires the various heroes to actually start coordinating to deal with the weirdness magnet that is dcu Earth. Clark is in his early 20s. Anakin is in his late 30s.

He’s been living on Earth, without the force, for nearly 2/3rds of his life. He has a close knit circle of friends who were kind to him even when they thought he was just a weird and crazy emo cult victim (the gradual increase of public encounters with aliens and superpowers sparks some awkward apologies, Anakin at 38 just waves his friends off, smiling and changing the subject, neither confirming nor denying his high school ramblings of spaceships and magic. it doesn’t really change anything).

He lives an hour’s drive from smallville, and runs a successful auto shop. people travel from pretty far to check out some of his more wild and specialized motorcycle abominations. makes enough money selling them to rich idiots to fund his free auto-class and auto-repair programs for impoverished communities.

It took a while but he eventually came around to the idea of helping people without physical force (ironically, this is happening around the same time Clark is coming to the realization that he can help people with physical force). Generally respected as a pillar of the community. When people start to realize how profoundly weird he is as a person in a number of inexplicable ways, someone will generally pull them aside and quietly whisper that he was in a cult at a child, no one really knows much about it except that it’s what inspired his anti-modern-slavery work, which is a little telling. Not married. Was in a long-term relationship for like 9 years. It didn’t end well but no-one knows the details.

Has several cats. 

He’s- wistful but settled. He’s been through a lot of therapy. He meditates every morning and night, clearing his mind and examining his emotions in the way Obi-Wan taught him. He thinks Obi-Wan would be proud of him. He know his Mom would be.

Once he gets used to the idea, he never really stops loving the concept of learning just because. Duel bachelors degree in in african american history and american literature, masters in engineering, masters in astrophysics a phd in theoretical physics, another phd in medieval folklore. He’s worked a lot of jobs. 

He was already pretty well versed in astronavigation back at the temple. Over the course of his time on earth, he gets more educated in earth astronomy and physics. With is increased knowledge, his theory for ‘how did i get here’ shifts from slight hyperdrive miscalculation, to big hyperdrive miscalculation, to some sort of hyperlane incident. he realizes that none of the stars he knows are familiar in any NASA database. He must be beyond wildspace, which helps him let go of the last bit of hurt he felt that Obi-Wan never found him.

Then he really learns physics- and- light doesn’t exactly work like that right? He thought it was just primitive Earth understanding but... he gets a phd more or less accidentally, trying and failing to disprove that the speed of life is constant constant.

Get’s another even more accidentally, explaining how alternate universes might form if we assume slightly different universal constants. He publishes his thesis anonymously around the same time metas are becoming a household term, and at least one science journalist speculates on it and how alternate universes might explain the increasing prevalence of wildly different superpowers. He doesn’t claim credit for the honorary diploma awarded to the unknown theorist- he doesn’t want to risk drawing any attention to him and by extension Clark, who’s alien differences are far more of the ‘military experiment interesting’ variety then his.

He stops tinkering with Clark’s ship. He finally gets how it works. Now that he realizes how FTL travel has to work in this universe, tinkering with the mechanical generation and harnessing of the massive quantities of energy necessary to do is startlingly familiar. But it doesn’t matter. No matter how far and fast he travels, he’s never going to be able to get back to the life he used to know. 

Perhaps this is what being the chosen one actually means- he’s meant to live a life without the force, so that when he returns to it in death he’ll be able to somehow...educate? the force? maybe?

Ok, he’s not great at the metaphysical spiritual side of things, but he does accept that going back is out of his control, and he’s doing good here, even if it’s not galaxy altering.

Despite all the therapy, he never doubts that his early life was real. He has his saber and deep, deep down he can feel a spark in the kyber. He can’t do anything with it, but it’s there. There’s also pieces of the utter wreck that was his ship in the cellar, next to the sleek unblemished pod that Clark arrived in. Shortly before Clark becomes Superman, he asks for his help in melting down his old ship to make unearthly alloys. 

He’s not surprised when Clark tells him he met a ‘real’ ‘magic’ user- it stands to reason that considering how relatively easy it is to convert energy from one form to another in this universe (Clark can fly), at least one kind would bend to sentient willpower in a similar way as the force does.

It’s still a little nervewracking showing his lightsaber to someone new for the first time in a decade. Zantana scrutinizes, bewildered. 

“There is some sort of power locked within, but it’s unfamiliar to me,” she admits finally. “I could probably brute force it and force the energy to release itself, but it would likely destroy the container.” Anakin politely refuses. 

Later, after the justice league’s formation, Clark mentions to J’onn that he has a friend who might be able to work on his ship. J’onn is extremely doubtful when he’s brought to a bizarre autoshop in the midwest that looks half-like a roadside attraction. Anakin sighs and digs his hands into the guts of the craft, muttering incomprehensibly and yelling at clark to melt down some pieces from the special scrap pile. A few days later he explains the patches he’s done to an impressed J’onn. When he asks how a human came to learn such things, he’s absently informed that,

“I used to work in a junkshop in Tatooine. All sorts of ship parts came through.”

“I’m unfamiliar with this world.”

“Tell you what, if you ever meet anyone who’s heard it of it, send them my way, and I’ll make your next repair free.”

“Oh! I’m afraid I don’t have any earth money...”

“Ugh, of course you don’t. it’s cool, capitalism sucks anyway and everyone’s entitled to free transportation, regardless of the area they happen to live. I do ask that if you can’t pay for the repairs that you spend an equivalent number of hours either attending one of my free auto classes, or volunteer at a community-led charities of your choice, here I’ll get you a pamphlet-”

So the Martian Manhunter becomes a weekly volunteer at a Midwestern Food Waste Reclamation Facility. J’onn J’onzz ends up becoming Anakin Skywalker’s friend well before he becomes comes truly comfortable around Kal-El. For a telepath, 39 year old Anakin’s Jedi orderly mind is a soothing relief.

(again, Anakin has spent far more time meditating on Earth then he ever did at the temple. Before all this, spent five years dutifully memorizing the Jedi way even as he struggled to live up it’s basic practices. For the first few years on earth, religiously practicing every meditation technique Obi-Wan ever taught him, thinking obsessively about the philosophies he never had time to really process, is just a desperate attempt to reconnect with the force, prove himself worthy of it. But even after he gives up on ever touching the force again, he keeps up the practice, he can’t release his emotions exactly, but he does find peace. The tendency to stop mid-rant to earnestly pronounce made up zen bullshit and then sit quietly for an hour before picking up on his tirade again as though there was no interruption is one of the things many things people find profoundly weird about him)

Kal-El doesn’t stop asking new aliens and dimensional travelers if they’ve ever heard of Coruscant, or Hutts, or the Jedi Order. Anakin might have given up, but Superman remembers his older brother scrubbing away his own tears to focus on helping Clark calm down enough to touch the floor again. The more the Kryptonian’s powers developed in alarming ways, the more Anakin set aside talk of missing his home galaxy. Anakin might have claimed it wasn’t like that, but Clark was determined to take every chance his increasingly weird life threw at him, no matter how vanishingly small.

In the middle of his first battle with Braniac, Clark starts insulting his incomplete database. The world collector pauses, demanding a more precise explanation. Clark complies, giving his best technical description of Coruscant’s cityscape, Tatooine’s binary star system, and so on. Braniac is so distracted that Superman recovers completely from his kryptonite poisoning and easily saves the day.

Neither the lantern corp or the denizens of the neutral zone have the answers. Superman doesn’t mention it it Anakin, but he never stops looking and listening.

“How did you even meet that guy?” Flash asks curiously after stopping to say hello on one of their after work laps of the country. 

“Aliens among us support group,” Kal-El responds deadpan. 

“Oh. Wait, what? He’s an alien? I thought he was from the future or something! You’re messing with me. No way that’s a thing. How many people are in the support group? This is a joke, right?”

“Sorry, most of them aren’t out and I don’t want to violate their privacy- a lot of them have high profile jobs. How do you think I met J’onn?”

“SUPES I’M FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW YOU’VE GOTTA STOP”

Anakin is just sort of vaguely known by a solid chunk of the super community as ‘that one midwestern zen space mechanic’ and no one really questions it because everyone’s life has just gotten so goddamn weird. A few of them know he used to be a space wizard of some kind. Space wizards now being a regular hazard of life on earth, no one has reason to doubt this, and it’s as good an explanation as any for Anakin’s general vibe.

well. almost no one doubts this. Batman does not simply accept Anakin’s general bullshittery without carefully investigating and drawing his own conclusions. He does not share these with anyone.

But one day Clark- this is well after Superman became Kal-El to him, and not long after Kal-El tells him to call him Clark- comes up to him and asks for his help finding about an alternate universe. Knowing and dreading where this is going, Batman stalls,

“Shouldn’t you be asking one of the league members who regularly travels between universes?”

“I have, over the years,” Clark admits, awkwardly scuffing a boot on the floor of the cave. “But no one’s familiar with the exact one I’m looking for, and I thought since you’re a detective, and also one of the smartest people I know, you might be able to help me...”

“You’re an investigator yourself, and you can survive the vacuum of space,” Bruce shoots back flatly. “I’ve told you before Gotham is my priority, and this has ‘personal project’ all over it.”

“Come on, B, please,” Superman pleads, trailing Batman around the cave like an overgrown puppy. “In a few months it will have been 30 years! He’s my brother! Just let me see the research you’ve already done!”

“Who says I’ve already done research on your brother?”

Clark shoots him a look. And Bruce concedes the point with a grunt.

“I’ll need need to talk with him first,” Bruce finally concedes. “Bring him by the cave. Take the-”

“Take the tunnel entrance, I know, I know,” Clark agrees with a grin. “This doesn’t mean he’s authorized to know your secret identity. Thanks Bruce, this means a lot. I’ll ask him tomorrow about his schedule.”

Superman flies off and Batman scrubs his face with a gloved hand. After a moment he pulls up Anakin’s file on the main monitor. Bruce honestly respects and likes the man, as much as he respects and likes anyone who’s not family. He admires his sense his style, appreciates his upgrades to the batmobile, and is impressed by both this civil rights work and his additions to the scientific community.

That doesn’t mean he’s not convinced that Anakin’s brother is a bit insane. Again, he’s not judging! He dresses like a bat to scare random henchmen and beat up actual demigods! He wishes his rogues gallery was as capable of directing their ptsd-inspired delusions and staggering intellects towards such productive pursuits!

Bruce was already in quiet awe of the Kent’s ability to raise an outrageously superpowered being without blowing up a chunk of the country; their success in derailing a supervillian origin story just puts him over the edge. He stares at the three most likely profiles he’s pulled together. Christen Jones, from a negligent family, death certificate filled out suspicously sloppily at age 3. Earl Lucas, went missing at age 9, both parents dead in a violent assault. And Jake Hayden, who at age 5 disappeared along with the rest of his family in a seismic accident later linked to Luthercorp.

Anyone of them could have suffered on the streets for years and coped by establishing an elaborate fantasy world, aided by self medication, only to eventually be picked up by the Kent’s and start healing. Certainly Anakin had the intellect to create worlds in his mind. All his rogues were smart enough to create their own little realities in their heads- it doesn’t mean they were actually reachable. 

Unfortunately Anakin had a Kryptonian younger brother who was determined to actually find the space wizard knight homeworld, even as the 'Jedi’ in question had slowly moved away his reliance on the delusion as an adult. Batman really didn’t see any way bringing up his conclusions to Anakin or Clark could possibly be helpful, and so many alien allies had a ‘If you find about the Jedi please contact Kal-El of Krypton on Earth’ pamphlet that it would be excruciatingly awkward to try and discretely correct anyone.

Bruce was not looking forward to this conversation.

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