no but I could write an actual review about Stories of Light and Dark. I won't do it but I do have things to say. like man I might just talk bout it later but this book has so many issues that could have been easily avoided. the writing on most of the stories is not bad too it's just that the book is constructed very poorly. There was one extremely well written story I liked a lot and I do believe the rest of the stories could have been like that if the book wasn't stupid. I will explain this just not now

The Lineage

From right to left, Nathandra (Master), Kresna (Knight), Sokta (Padawan).

Sokta is one of the NPC in my story and Kresna’s Padawan, however since it was not his choice (the council order) and Kresna feels like he doesn’t fit to become a mentor (not like he wants anyway) Nat ended up co-mentoring the young Jedi.

ok but reading the new kenobi book (so very vague spoilers below) there were a couple of things that got me thinking about chiss skywalkers (because of who i am) and why they are Like That and I think it comes down to 1. faith, 2. training and 3. using the Force as a tool

Faith -> Obi-wan specifically mentions that connecting to the Force as a child was easier (pg. 19). Now as a teenager he struggles a lot more, due to his own ideas of what he wants to do with the Force and his personals issues. So its easier to use the Force when you're young because you have no preconceived notions about limits, or that this is a weird thing that you're doing, but as you get older and realize what your doing, it gets harder. So like, it's broadly the same for skywalkers, but worse because everyone expects that they're going to lose access to the Sight as they get older, so it becomes sort of a self-fulfilling prophecy, they think they're going to lose it, and they've been told that they're going to lose it, so they do. Somewhat tangentially, skywalkers can probably also only conceive of using the Force the way they've been told, they have no idea what else it could do.

Training -> Obi-wan mentions that "If Force adepts weren't identified and trained young, their connection was haphazard, chaotic. Dangerous even, at times. And in a lot of them it faded." (pg. 220), so perhaps whatever training (if any) the skywalkers get just isn't enough to really control what they're doing, they're just using whatever innate talent they have for navigating or telepathy or whatever the case may be.

Using the Force as a tool -> Obi-wan eventually realizes that part of his problem in connecting with the Force was that he was using it wrong, "In their minds, it was a tool to be wielded, not a cycle to join...He had wanted things from it, wanted it to do things for him" (pg 318). But the whole conceit of the skywalker program is using children, and by extension the Force, as literal tools (navicomputers), adding just another reason why they struggle to connect with it and can only use it in a certain, limited set of useful ways.

So i think overall its pretty clear why this happens but what's more interesting is Vah'nya like girl what is up with you? im fascinated, but tragically don't think Vanto's gonna find the answer in his spreadsheets lol

(Also imo it's theoretically possible for any former skywalker to regain access to the Force, or current ones to keep it... if there was anyone around to teach them)

Day 11 of Art! Iriz'idolorec'sapla, aka Ido, new Jedi padawan as the Wheel of Fortune! Chosen for her chaotic ever-changing life with mixed fortune, and her awareness of whatever passes for Karma to her.

Ziverah’s Gathering (a star wars fan fiction)

(please note, that these pictures are of them as teenagers and padawans, but the story takes place in during their gathering, so as of the story Ziverah is 10, and Azera is 9.)

Light shone through the large pillars leading out of the Jedi Temple. Creating an ethereal light that made it difficult to see out. As if the whole temple was surrounded in a bath of light. Five younglings stood in a row facing the exit, the centermost youngling was the blue-skinned Irizi’Ver’Aheldi, or by his core name, Ziverah. His red eyes glowing faintly, illuminating his face. Next to him, another blue-skin, but this one lacked the red eyes, and had yellow face tattoos. He was a Pantoran, named Azera Faris. On Azera’s right was a taller youngling, a girl though it was hard to tell, with pale gray skin and bulbous black eyes reflecting the image she saw like a mirror. She was a Kaminoan, one of the few to ever be taken to the Jedi temple. To her right was a boy with red skin, and long horns protruding from his forehead, a Devaronian, impatiently tapping his foot.

To Ziverahs right was another boy, human with light tan skin, and brown eyes, with a never ending cocky smirk plastered on his face. Terav Emiris. Ever since Ziverah had gotten to the temple, he had been relentlessy bullied and abused by Emiris, who gave him the uncreative name, ‘Blueskin’.

And finally, to Terav’s left was a sluglike being, with slime oozing out of their many pours. A  wide emotionless mouth with big eyes looked around impatiently. They were Bymba Narugo. A Hutt who had been taken to the temple after displaying rare force capabilities. Rare for their species that is, Hutt’s generally had no connection to the force, but Bymba was the exception.

    “hey, Zi!” Azera whispered to him, “Do you know why we were called here?”

    Ziverah shrugged, “Not a clue.”

it continued on for awhile, the younglings chatted to eachother, about the circumstance, people offered up theories but most where quickly dismissed.

    “isn’t it obvious?” Emiris spoke up, “me, Bymba and Vrogen are all gonna become padawans, and you three are getting kicked out for being such massive failures.” the human, Hutt, and Devaronian starting laughing.

    “Psh, if anyones getting kicked out, it’s you three for being such massive Nerfherders all the time” Azera said, rolling his eyes.

    “No Bimbi kanogo ti ma sleemo mo kopcha ka” the hutt spoke up as he laughed.

    “yeah, shut your mouth blueskins!” Terav said.

    “You’re only insecure because you know you’ll never be good enough to face up to blue power! We were always better in the force than you.”

Ziverah saw heat rush to the humans face, which caused him to let a small smirk out.

    “as if two Pantorans could ever match up to me in anything!” Terav stammered out.

    “I’m not Pantoran, Terav, I’m Chiss.” Ziverah finally spoke up.

    Terav chuckled annoyedly, “oh yeah what’s the difference, you’re all blueskins!”

    “The difference,” Ziverah said, approaching the human, “A Pantoran will fight you, and leave you on the ground, with scrapes and bruises, you will be humiliated and beaten.”

    “tch” Terav let out as he was about to rebuttle, but was silenced,

    “But a Chiss, will watch, and wait, and when the perfect oppurtunity arrises, we will strike, with such veracity that you will not even know what happened until it was too late. And you will be broken. Nothing left of your will to drag you from the floor and back to whatever hole you crawled out of. That, is the difference between a Chiss and a Pantoran. “ Ziverah finished.

Ziverah turned away from the now frightened human, to find his Pantoran friend beaming, and cheering him on. Everyone else just watched. When Ziverah returned to his place at Azera’s side, he asked,

    “Zi, is that stuff you said about the Chiss true? Are your people actually that scary?” he said smiling at him,

    “I wouldn’t know, Az. I’ve never met any other Chiss before.” he replied, “I just said all that to get him to finally shut his mouth for once.”

    Azera chuckled, “well it worked!”

they both glanced over at Terav, now standing at attention, slightly trembling.

    “Maybe a bit too well…” Ziverah admitted.

    “pah!” Azera waved his hand dismissivly, “He had it coming!”

Ziverah just nodded, without saying another word.

Ziverah and Azera were friends since they both arrived at the temple. They came around the same time at the same age, and bonded quickly over their similarities. Their similar sounding names and blue skin for two. But ever since then their personalities just meshed. Azera was always ready to stick up for Ziverah, he never took any word lying down which lead to him getting in trouble many-a-time. Whereas Ziverah acted as a calmer voice of reason for the pare. Helping to get Azera out of trouble whenever he could. They grew so close that the other younglings started calling them, ‘the blue duo”.

Suddenly two pares of boots tapping against the marble floor echoed through the hall, and two men moved to the front of them.

    “greetings younglings, no doubt you wonder why we have called the six of you here.” the man said, in a deep smooth voice.

he had long brown hair tied into a loose ponytail that draped around his back, bleeding into his brown robes, It was Jedi Knight Qui-gon Jinn.

    “That will be answered in time. This,” he gestured to his right, “Is my new Padawan. Obi-Wan Kenobi.” the teenager smiled, and waved at the group, “he and I will be guiding you on a special trip to the planet Illum.”

As Qui-gon said this, the group errupted into a cascade of questions, as all but Ziverah vied for Qui-gons attention.

    “all your questions will be answered in time, but please keep this orderly”, Qui-gon said.

Suddenly, giving Ziverah as slight startle, Azera’s hand shot up, as he jumped up and down to get Qui-gon’s attention. The Jedi pointed to him,

    “youngling, Azera Faris?”

    “Yes, Master, Qui-gon, what is on Illum?”

     Qui-Gon chuckled warmly, “patience young one, that is a suprise.”

more hands shot up in the air, and Qui-gon called on the devaronian,

    “Youngling, Vrogan Nalnast.”

    “Is it true that you took down the famed bounty hunter, Shenda Mol on Numidian Prime?” Vrogan said,

the question confused Ziverah, until he looked at Vrogan and saw the extatic smile on his face at the sight of Master Qui-gon Jinn. Then he recalled something he told him a few years ago, ‘My favorite of the Jedi masters? Well he isn’t a master yet, but I’ve always looked up to Qui-gon Jinn.’

    “Yes it is, but can we keep the questions about the trip?” Qui-gon said, if he was startled by the question he didn’t show it. Except a subtle increase in temperature around his face.

The flurry of hands continued, and this time, called on the Kaminoan girl who has thusfar been silent.

    “Yes, Youngling Kari Konlu?”

    “can you atleast tell us wether the trip will be for education or entertainment?”, she said in her monotone voice

    “I suppose you could say education.” Qui-gon said, “but now I think it’s time we move on, don’t want you to be late for transport.”

and with that, they walked off, wiith the younglings following close behind.

The transport ship vibrated as it whirled through hyperspace. As a youngling, Ziverah never traveled often, but when he did he always layed his head on the wall and closed his eyes. Feeling the vibrations, he imagined it as the force moving through the ship as it did everything else, and connected to it. Putting himself in a meditative trance that made the trip take less time. But he was roused from the trance, by the shifting of the seat next to him, he looked up and saw the Padawan from earlier, sitting next to him.

    “you were very quiet earlier,” he said, in a silky, melodious voice.

His hair was short everywhere except the braid hanging from behind his ear and dangling past his shoulder, he had kind eyes with ocean blue iris’s starring back at him.

    “I usually am.” Ziverah said, “you’re Obi-wan kenobi, correct? Master Qui-gons padawan?”

    he nodded, “and you are?”

    Ziverah paused for a moment, “Ziverah.”

    “Ziverah, what an interesting name for a Pantoran-” he began to say,

    “I am not a Pantoran.” Ziverah interrupted.

    “My apologies.” Obi-wan said sencerely, “may I ask then, what you are?”

    “I am Chiss.”

    “then it is a perfectly normal name for a Chiss.” he conceded.

And then, as if apparating out of nowhere, Azera ran up, jumping himself on the seat next to Ziverah, nearly bouncing him off, due to the soft cushions.

    “hey Zi! What’chya talkin’ about?” he said, as he panted to catch his breath.

    “are you Chiss as well?” Obi-wan asked Azera,

    “Nope! Pantoran.” he said still taking in heavy breaths.

    “Oh well thats just confusing.” obi-wan said grinning.

As he said that he glanced his eyes somewhere else, transfixing them on it. Ziverah followed his gaze to see Qui-gon beckoning him over.

    “it was very nice to meet you, Ziverah, and… Azera was it?”

    Azera nodded, “Nice to meet you too, master Kenobi!”

Kenobi grinned and walked toward his master.

Ziverah turned to Azera, who had finally caught his breath,

    “on the subject of your name, Zi,” he said, “I’ve been meaning to ask, what does it mean?”

    “how do you mean” Ziverah asked, cocking his head?

    “well most species in the galaxy have two names, a first name and a last name, but I’ve only ever called you Ziverah, so I can only assume it’s a nickname.”

    “well, Chiss have different naming systems to other species. We have a family name, and two personal names. I don’t know any others, but my full name is, Irizi’Ver’aheldi. From what my note said, each name is given a core name, something quicker to pronounce. Mine is Ziverah.” he explained.

    “Yikes, I’ll stick to calling you Zi!” he said giggling.

    Ziverah giggled too, “And I’ll stick to calling you Az.”

the rest of the trip was uneventful, the younglings talked amongst eachother, coming up with more theories as to what was on Illum. With the theories slowly increasing in asburdity. Until it was Azera’s turn,

    “ok what if, theres this ancient snow serpent living forgotten under the ice? And theyre gonna make us fell the great beast! Using only sticks.” he said, dramatically acting out each word.

Everyone cackled out in laughter, as Qui-gon came into the room.

    “Looks like your all having a good time.” he commented, “please be seated, we’re about to land.”

as the shuttle landed, Qui-gon and Obi-wan opened the ramp, letting the younglings out of the ship. The cold air hit Ziverah like a landspeeder. Though after a few moments he got used to it. The others didn’t have the same luck. Though they all wore thick layered, wool jackets with hoods, they still shivered and complained, Bymba most of all. Zivera and Azera stayed close, practically huddling together for warmth, even though Zivera didn’t truly need it.

They followed the Jedi who seemed as unphased by the cold as he was.

After ten minutes or so of walking, they came to a cliff face, covered in thick blue ice. Qui-Gon knelt down and wiped away the snow at his feet.

    “de sa no dedee, choy? Kankee a teeksa?” Bymba said.

    “Bymba’s right! You’ve lead us into a dead end!” Terav yelled over the roaring snow storm.

    Obi-wan turned to face the younglings, “Oh, Is it now?”

    “everyone, focus your energy to the cliff. Only together can we open the way.” Qui-gon said, as he and Obi-wan stretched their hands out to the cliff.

Reluctantly everyone did the same, including Ziverah. He stretched his mind out to the force, ‘lift’ he commanded, ‘lift’ he said again, ‘lift’ he said one more time, this time hearing the voices of the others in his head, thinking the same command.

And as he opened his eyes, the cliff began to shift, square pillars shot up from the peak rotating as they did so, revealing an enterence leading further into the cliff.

Obi-wan looked back at the dumbfounded Terav and Bymba.

    “Quite the dead end, isn’t it?” he said, smiling at them.

Inside the cliff, was a large room made of ice, it seemed almost a mile tall, with a giant crystal hanging by chain in the center ceiling. The ground was blanketed with powdery fresh snow, coming in by a large hole high up on the wall above the enterence, which let in a beam of light. In the center of the room was a stone pedestal, atop which meditated  the green alien, Master Yoda. Behind him a massive wall of ice cascaded from the ceiling to the floor, in a wavey waterfall like pattern.

The group approached Master Yoda, Qui-gon and Obi-wan stepping to his side, as the younglings got closer, Yoda gestured for them to meditate with him. Ziverah, Azera, Terav, Kari, and Vrogen all sat in the lotus position, Bymba just closed their eyes.

A few moments passed, and Yoda finally spoke.

    “A long way, you have come. Curious, you must be.”

Ziverah was the first to stand back up, followed by Azera then the rest.

    “you are here to undertake the Gathering.” qui-gon said.

    “protectors Jedi are, and yet, protect can you, with no weapon?” Yoda said.

    “as you know, all jedi are equipped with a lightsaber. Ever wonder how they work?” Obi-wan said.

The group murmured,

    “power, a machine needs to function, a battery, provides it, machines, lightsabers are, batteries are the kyber crystals.” yoda said.

This time, everyone but Ziverah and Kari gasped, and began murmuring with more excitement.

    “excite you, I thought that would” Yoda said, as he giggled to himself.

    “To get a Kyber crystal, every Jedi goes into the cave, there they’ll walk until they feel the call, then they harvest it.” Qui-gon said,

    “trust in eachother, and trust in the force, and you’ll find your way out.” Obi-wan finished.

Yoda stretched a hand toward the sky, straining as he latched on to the giant hanging crytal on the ceiling, and started to turn it. As the crystal turned, it hit the beam of light, redirecting it on the ground, the other younglings ooed and awed as the beam danced across the ground, eventually landing on the massive wall of ice, which melted near instantly into a puddle of cold water on the ground.

    “hasty, you must be, in an hour, the ice will reform.”  

Ziverah then chose that moment to raise his hand,

    “Yes, Irizi’ver’aheldi?” yoda said,

for a moment, he was taken aback, not only had master yoda known his full name, he used it and pronounced it correctly, he stammered into the question,

    “u-uhm I was wondering what happens if we don’t get out before then, Master Yoda.”

Azera looked at Ziverah in surprise at the sudden stutter. Ziverah gave a glance to Azera that told him all he needed to.

    “Then you’ll be trapped in the cave until the next rotation, in seventeen days.” Obi-wan answered for him.

The crowd let out another gasp.

    “hurry you must” yoda said, “trust in eachother, and trust in the force.”

and with the that, the whole group rushed into the hole, with Bymba being the last to enter as they slithered along the ground leaving a trail of warm slime, melting the snow beneath them.

The group came to a set of three open doors, each door leading off into a different direction. The cave walls surrounding them were dark, and blue. With ice coating every inch. The group stopped and looked around.

    “Great, a fork. What are we gonna do now?” Terav said, as he rubbed his hands together.

The group bickered for a moment about the correct course of action, until Ziverah spoke up,

    “It’s obvious.” he said, “we split up. I’ll go with Azera, Terav will go with Bymba, and Vrogan will go with Kari.”

Azera tugged at Ziverahs jacket, getting his attention.

    “are you sure about this Zi? You heard what master yoda said, we need to trust in eachother.” he said,

    “he also said to trust in the force.” Ziverah replied,

Azera nodded,

    “and I trust you.” he said finally, “you’ve never lead us wrong before.”

the Chiss smiled,

    “then let’s get moving.”

The cave looped endlessly. Every wall was the same, it made it hard for the Ziverah and Azera to find their way. What made it more difficult was having no set destination. Ziverah had no idea what to look for, or if he’d even know It when he found it. All he knew was that Azera had trusted him, and he needed to make sure that trust was not missplaced. If he steered him wrong he could end up trapped in the cave for seventeen days. Ziverah would never forgive himself for it. He had almost given up hope, when he felt a glint, something pulling at him. He perked up slightly.

    “this way!” he said, “I feel it.”

the two came into a room, two flat walls of ice converged into a narrow dark hallway. At the end, Ziverah swore he saw light, glinting as if shining off a stone.

    “Do you see that?” Ziverah said, pointing.

    “No, I don’t see anything it’s too dark in there. Chiss can see heat right? Is it that?”

    “no, this is different. There is not a source of heat in this whole network. All I can see in the heat spectrum is you and I, and Kari and Vrogan a few feet that way.” he said gesturing in the right hand quadrant of the room, “no, this is more like a glint of light at the end of the hall.”

Azera bumped his shoulder with his fist.

    “I think that’s your crystal Zi! That would explain why I can’t see it.”

Ziverah nodded, as he stepped toward the hallway. He slowly layed one foot in the pitch black darkness, tapping the ground and then put his weight on it, he did it again, testing the ground, then stepping forward. He did it a third time, but now there was nothing there. His was dragged down by gravity forcing him to cling to ground with his other and grabbing the walls with his hands to stop his movement. But they were too slippery and he was wearing gloves, he struggled to find friction as gravity started to overtake him, and soon his other leg gave way, his heart jumped into his chest as he fell into the black abyss, he faintly heard his name being called,

    “Zi!” Azera yelled out.

He thought it was over, cause of death falling into a hole before he even became a jedi. But suddenly, he felt his descent slow, ceasing until it was stopped all together. Then, he began to rise, and return to the lighter cavern. As his head came over the cliff he just tumbled down, he saw Azera, struggling to hold him up with the force. He physically strained as he held out both hands stretched towards him, he began to pull Ziverah towards him when he gave out, and the Chiss grabbed the ledge with both hands, and clung for dear life. His burning red eyes wide with fear as to what just happened.

Azera clambered over to him and grabbed his hands, heaving as he pulled the boy up to safety.

Both blueskins layed for a moment, catching their breaths. Ziverah put a hand over his heart trying to calm it’s tempo as it beat rapidly. As he calmed, he steadily returned to his feet. And walked over to Azera, still on the ground.

    “Thanks Az…” is all he could think to say, as he offered his hand.

    “don’t do that again!” Azera said between breaths as he took the offer.

Now both back on there feet, Ziverah pondered. ‘how do I get across if there is a chasm? One I cannot see no less. There has to be a plan…’.

    “Maybe….” Azera spoke up, breaking Ziverahs concentration, “you gotta just jump.”

    “what?” Ziverah said, taken aback.

    “Zi, every time you must do something you make a meticulous plan. It usually works but here, maybe the force wants you to go on instinct.”

    “but I can’t see, I have no idea how far back to go, how fast to run into it, or if I’ve got to use the wall!” Ziverah retorted.

    “exactly, you’ve got to go off of faith, and trust that the force will guide you.”

Ziverah, pondered it, and finally nodded to Azera.

    “great! In the meantime I have a Crystal of my own to find.” Azera said, walking away.

    “You won’t stay to catch me again if I don’t make it?” Ziverah asked

    “trust in the force” Azera responded, doing a bad impression of master Yoda, and giggling as he turned the corner.

Ziverah was now alone, he stood at the back wall facing the chasm, first he measured in his mind the distance from his position, to the hallway, then he did the math as to how fast he’d need to run in order to do the jump. But he recalled what Azera said, ‘go off of faith and let the force guide you.’, and as much as he didn’t like doing something completely blind, he resigned himself to it. He discarded the calculations from his brain, and closed his eyes, and reached out to the force, asking it to guide his steps. He breathed in deeply, and exhaled. And he took off into a sprint, in each step he felt the force flow through him, and into his feet. As he got closer to the chasm he felt another tug, ‘jump’ he heard in his mind, as if whispered to him, and he did. Then another tug, and, ‘run the wall’, he heard again. And he obeyed, planting his feet into the wall and running along it as he had done the ground, sliding his hand against the other wall for balance. Another tug, ‘jump’, and he pushed off the wall into open air.

Meanwhile, Azera is still wandering the cave tunnels.

    “crystals crystals everywhere, yet not a one to use.” he said to himself. The blue walls continued on, as if neverending. The same ice everywhere and he still didn’t see a glint like Zi had. ‘what gives?’ he thought, ‘there ARE crystals in this place right?’.  Just as he was about to give up hope, he turned a corner and saw it. A glinting crystal at the end of the hallway, poking out of a pedestal made from blue ice. He felt the crystal call to him, almost singing for him. His eyes went wide at the sight of it,

    “yes!” he celebrated, pumping his fist into the air.

He broke off into a sprint beaming at the thought that he and Zi were gonna leave the cave together, and they were probably gonna be first ones out too. And Yoda’s gonna say, ‘Good job, you have done. Crystals you have found. Spectacular jedi you will become’. He imagined the last part in his terrible Yoda impression from earlier. All that faded into fear, as he felt the ground give way, and fall inward. He fell into a slide as he came down with broken pieces of ice mixed with snow, until the landed at the bottom, almost covered in snow, he dug around, until he finally found air, he took a sharp inhale as he breeched the mound of snow covering him.

Azera looked around, attemping to reorient himself, behind him was a steep ice slide, slick and slippery. ‘yeah, I’m not gonna be able to go back up that way.’, he thought. In front of him, a sheer iced cliff face, with jagged rocks jutting out of it, in a pattern that seemed almost intentional. He sighed,

    “I’m gonna have to climb you, aren’t I?” he said to the cliff,

the cliff did not respond.

    “very well.” he said rolling his eyes as he started up the cliff face.

He grabbed a sturdy looking rock, and placed his foot down on another, and hoisted himself up, putting all his weight on the rocks, but the second rock gave way, crumbling like sand causing him to fall back down.

    “oh it’s gonna be like that is it?” he said to the cliff.

Again the cliff did not respond.

He rubbed his hands together and started up the cliff again, this time he got about half way before he again grabbed the wrong rock, and fell back down into the snow, which padded his fall.

He growled, and started back up again. And again he fell, back into the snow. He tried four more times, each with the same outcome. He grew more and more frustrated at eacch attempt.

On the seventh attempt, he fell back into the snow,

    “This is a bunch of Krayt Spit!” he yelled out angrily.

He sat up,

    “I wish Zi were here right now. He would know what to do!” the Pantoran said to thin air, “what would he do, he would probably look meticulously at each rock, and calculate the best path to the top.”

he got up, and pat the snow off of his jacket.

    “it’s better than doing the same thing over and over.” he said to himself.

And began analyzing the wall, looking at each rock, noting in his mind, that some appeared cracked, he noted each one and slowly he came to what he believed would be the best path up. Finally finished, he approached the wall.

     “alright wall, prepare to be climbed!” he said,

it might be snow fever, or it might be the caved playing tricks on him, but he swore the heard the cliff snicker at him. He put the thought aside and began his ascent upward. Careful to only step on and grab sturdy rocks, one by one, rock by rock he made his way close to the top. His heart came into his throat though, when he accidentally grabbed a cracked rock and it broke away. But he quickly grabbed a different rock and yanked himself forward.

    “Kriff!” he expleted to himself.

A second to calm himself and he was back on his way, now double checking each rock to be safe, until he eventually came to the top, pulling himself up with every ounce of upper body strength he had left, he rolled on to the ground, letting out a sigh of relief as he realized he was finished.

He struggled to his feet, and now saw the crystal up close. It was jagged, thin towards the top bulging at the bottom, glinting at him, flashing as if excited that he finally was able to take it. Azera smiled, as he reached forward and yanked it out of it’s socket in the ice pedestal.

He turned back towards the sheer cliff, this time he jumped forward as hard as he could and used the force to boost him the rest of the distance, and he landed safely into a roll, on the other side.

Ziverah tucked into a roll, as he hit the ground hard. He came out of the roll into a knealing position, in front of an ice pedestal. He stood, and on the pedestal was his crystal. He gently grabbed the shard from it’s socket, and held it up to the light shining from the other side of the chasm. Through that light he saw the crystal slowly change color, going from a clearish blue to an opaque green color. He placed the crystal in his pocket. Satisfied, he repeated the steps to get to the crystal, to get back, landing on the otherside into another roll.

Ziverah exited the room back out into the tunnels. He made his way through running his hand along the left wall, hoping to find Azera and leave. But as he did, he noticed that the caves seemed different than before, as if the tunnels had shifted, leaving him lost. He was about to worry, but then a thought occurred to him, ‘trust in the force’. And he closed his eyes, reaching his other hand forward, and let the force guide his steps. ‘left’, he heard, and he moved left. ‘right’ he heard again and he obeyed, ‘up, right, right, left, left, down,’, the voice stopped, and he opened his eyes, to find the door where he’d come in at, half way frozen. With Master Yoda, Master Qui-gon, and master Obi-wan standing patiently, a warm smile graced Qui-gons face upon seeing him. He stepped back out of the cave, ducking his head slightly below the ice-wall.

    “first out,” Qui-gon said, “Did you find a Kyber Crystal?”

he rummaged into his pocket, and pulled out the green crystal from before, holding up for Qui-gon to see.

    “Ah, Green. Just like mine, and master Yoda.” Qui-gon said,

as he did so he reached into his robe and pulled out his lightsaber, it ignited with a loud buzz, startling the young Chiss for a moment, Ziverah looked at the beam of the lightsaber, and compared it with the color of the crystal, then he smiled.

    “What does the color mean, master?”

    “no one truly knows,” Qui-gon answered, “Some believe that green represents one with good will, one who is always willing to lend a hand.”

    “That it represents the mind, others believe. Blue, you will find in those who train in the saber, green you will find in those who train with the force.” Yoda said.

Ziverah looked down at the green rock in his palm, and thought back to how he’d used the force to get it, ‘very fitting.’ he thought. He turned to face the cave, and then sat down, crossing his legs, the other Jedi did the same.

He waited for a few minutes, and grew worried. Vrogan, Kari and even Bymbi had come out, with their crystals. The only two remaining, where Terav and Azera.

    “master, is Azera alright?” he spoke up,

    “sense him, I still do, fine he is.” Yoda said

    “Do you think he’s coming out soon?”

    Yoda giggled, “trust your friend, do you not?” he asked.

    “I trust Azera with my life.” Ziverah said, a slight dramatism in his voice.

    “Hmm, then trust the force you do not?”

    “Trusting the force is what allowed me to harvest my crystal.”

    “then trust, you must, that your friend will be fine.” Yoda said, bobbing his head slightly.

Ziverah said nothing further, he knew that master Yoda was right. But the thought crossed his mind, ‘what if he’s injured, what if he needs help? What if he’s screaming out for us right now? Can master Yoda even sense an injury?’, he was about to speak up again, but before he could he heard a tapping sound echo out of the cave, and Azera appeared from it, unscathed.

Ziverah lept up from his seat and jogged over to his friend, and embraced him in a hug.

    “woah, how long was I in there Zi?” Azera asked, slightly shocked.

    “Long enough to make me worried.” Ziverah replied, dusting snow off his hood, “can I see it?

Azera perked up, as he shoved his hand into his pocket, yanking out a Cyan crystal, and holding it up for Ziverah to see, as Ziverah did the same.

They both returned to the group, as they talked to eachother about what had happened to get the crystal.  Ziverah telling Azera that he was right, and that he just needed to trust the force, and Azera telling Zi about the rock cliff, and how he took his time and plotted the course to the top. After a while of them talking, it became apparent that Terav was lost. The door was almost closed and still he hadn’t come out. Ziverah approached the door, but Yoda stopped him, placing his cain in front of him.

    “Exited you have, enter again you may not.”

Ziverah stared at the door, he found himself hoping that Terav made it, rooting for him. He didn’t know why, he had basically tortured him for his entire life and yet he felt sorry. And the ice slowly crawled down, until it reached the ground, and with a bellowing creak, it was done. He was trapped inside.

    Yoda shook his head, “Move we must, approaches night does.”

he was about to turn to follow him, when he heard a thump on the wall. And then another, and suddenly he heard muffled yelling. He turned and saw a faint outline of Terav banging and screaming on the wall. He felt a pinch in his heart.

    “What are you waiting for, youngling?” Qui-gon asked from behind him.

Ziverah turned to face Qui-Gon, burning red eyes, transfixed on him, a saddened look in them.

    “I can’t leave him.” he said.

    “and why not? He made your life miserable, and did the same for countless others. You could very easily teach him a lesson.” Qui-gon proposed.

    “I can’t. I want to, but I can’t. I feel the force, tugging at my heart, telling me to go back, that saving him is the right thing to do.”

Qui-gon nodded, and gestured, the rest of the group had already gone to the ship, even Master Yoda and Obi-wan. But Qui-gon stayed. Ziverah approached the ice wall, he focused again, and heard muffled sobbing on the other end. He placed his palm on the ice, and closed his eyes. And he concentrated on one word in his mind,’shatter’, nothing happened. He concentrated harder, ‘shatter!’, again nothing happened, one more time, ‘SHATTER!’, and finally the ice wall like a pane of glass shattered into a hundred pieces, revealing the shriveled boy on the otherside, tears streaming from his eyes. Terav looked up at Ziverah, and went wide eyed,

    “B-Blue skin? Why?” he said, quivering, “w-why would you help me?”

    “Get up Emiris.” he said, putting on a veneer of coldness in his voice.

Emiris got to his feet, and followed behind Ziverah. Who looked at his palm, and noticed a slash across it, bleeding deep crimson blood. Qui-gon noticed, and halted him. He told Terav to go wait with the others while he helped Ziverah, and when he was gone, Qui-gone brought bandages out from under his robe.

    “That was a very noble thing, Ziverah.” Qui-gon said, as he wrapped the bandage around his palm.

    “It was the right thing to do.” Ziverah replied.

    “Indeed,” Qui Gon agreed, “You’ll make a fine Jedi.”

Ziverah accepted the complement without a word,

    “Master Qui-Gon,” he asked, “would we really have left him had I moved on?”

    “no.” he said smiling warmly, “In the event that a youngling is unable to get out the cave, we normally break the ice ourselves.”

    “why didn’t you?”

    “because… something told me that you’d do it. And that I needed to let you do it.” he said, thoughtfully.

    “just as you didn’t need to wrap my hand, you could have given me a bacta stim, but this way you get an excuse to talk with me.”

    he smirked, “you are smart lad.” he said, “come, they’ll be waiting at The Crucible.”

    “The Crucible?” he asked, wrinkling his nose, “we’re not taking the shuttle back to Coruscant?”

    “no.” he said as he led him along, “first you must build your lightsaber.”

he sat in his seat, next to Azera, in The Crucible. Talking with him about what had just happened. As the engines hummed and hyperspace blazed outside the window. Their conversation was cut off, by Obi-wan coming out from a room on the portside,

    “younglings, if I may have your attention.” he said, as all the younglings gathered around him, “You have passed this test and earned your lightsaber crystals.”

at that, Terav slouched in the corner, crossing his arms.

    “But there is one more step, you must construct your lightsaber.” he finished, “To help you, may I introduce, Professor Huyang.

a funny droid came out of the very same room, slowly shambling his way towards the group. he had gold plating, and a backpack which was actually a set of tools and machines attatched to him. And a strangly shaped head that overall looked old and archaic in design. His metal hands where held behind his back as he reached the group.

    “these are them?” he asked, in a funny accent. “I swear they get younger every year. They have all passed The Gathering?” he asked Obi-wan.

    “erm, no, master Huyang, the one sulking in the corner never found his crystal.”

    “what a shame, he’ll have to try again next year.” he said, ernestly.

Terav sneered at the words, and the pity. His expression went from that of dissappointment to anger,

    “what all could I learn from a droid anyway!?” he lashed out.

   “excuse me young man!” Huyang protested, “I have been on this ship for several thousand years! I’ve trained many Jedi before you and I’ll train many Jedi after you! Call me what you wish but these old memory banks contain the knowledge of every Jedi’s lightsaber to ever come on this ship. From Master Revan to Master Yoda himself.” he finished, satisfied with his retort. Which only served to make Terav sulk even more.

    “now what will you have? Leather bound? Carbon? Corundum or doonium, purgyll bone to-”

he was interrupted by Ziverah raising his hand,

    “May I have Nyix?” he asked.

    “Nyix?” Huyang asked, “I have had many strange requests over the years but I have never heard of a Jedi requesting Nyix.” he pondered, “let me see if I have some.”

and with that, he turned the corner of a counter on the far side of the room, which closed off a room lined with storage cabinets, which seemed to go on for infinity. Rustles and clangs sounded from the room, as he mumbled to himself opening and closing cabinets and pulling and putting back drawers before he walked back with a drawer in hand, filled with various metal and leather lightsaber parts.

    “you’re in luck youngling.” he said, “we do indeed have Nyix.”

he examined the boy, slotting down a magnifier over his optic lense,

    “In all my years aboard this ship I haven’t seen one who looks like you.” he said, “blue skin, like a wroonian or a Pantoran, but those eyes, bright red without even an iris or pupil.”

    “I’m not a Pantoran.” Ziverah said, “or a Wroonian.”

    “ah then what are you?”

    “I am a Chiss.”

    “I’ll have to add Chiss to my memory banks.” he said gleefully, as if happy he finally learned something knew after a thousand years.

He didn’t respond, he was tired of having to tell people that he wasn’t Pantoran. He felt bad, saying it too. He felt like it upset Azera, though in actuality, Azera didn’t care.  

The lesson only took a few moments, explaining the inner mechanisms that let a lightsaber function, where the Kyber Crystal should slot in, and overall how to put the pieces together. He explained that any mistake in any part of the process would lead to a failure, and that if that were to happen you’d need to start from the beginning. And after the lesson was finished, Ziverah got to work constructing the lightsaber.

Now with the lightsaber constructed, all he needed to do was slot in the Crystal. He fished the green rock out of his pocket, and slotted into the chamber, and slid the handle back on. He backed away from his work, station, held out the lightsaber angling it away from himself, and pressed the button. With a loud skreech it burst to life, lighting the whole area in a bright green glow, it now stood contained in front of him, letting off a dull hum as it held in place. He gently swung it, making sure not to hit anything, as he did it made a faint woosh sound as it collided with the air around it. He turned it off.

Huyang came over to him to inspect his lightsaber,

    “quite an interesting design, not many have had the forethought to put a basket on the hilt.” he said, examining the hilt with his magnifier.

    “It is just as important to protect your hands as it is to protect your body.” Ziverah replied.

    “indeed,” Huyang said, curiously, “what is this symbol you’ve etched into the tang?”

    “It is the crest of the Irizi family.” he answered, “It was the family I belonged to, back when I was in the Ascendancy.”

    “I see…” he said, trailing off.

He handed the saber back to Ziverah, and left to go inspect Kari’s saber. He was about to set the saber back onto the workstation, before Azera rushed over, lightsaber in hand, his face bright with glee.

    “Zi!” he called, “look at my lightsaber.” he said, thrusting out the hilt to be inspected.

It was similar to his, it had a basket hilt, and a leather grip, but the basket was wireworked whereas his was solid nyix with triangular holes punched in, Azera’s basket was Aurodium, shining and glinting in the synthetic light of the ship, as well as the pommel which was etched with filligree unti the small spike that poked out the bottom.

    “I based the design off of the sabres and swords that I see soldiers carry when I’m back on Pantora.”  he explained,

    “Soldiers on Pantora still carry swords?” He asked,

    “mostly ceremonial, but yeah!” he said, “now show me yours.”

Ziverah smirked, as he handed Azera’s lightsaber back to him, and held up his, the Nyix shining bluish hues from the lights, casting a shadow on the dark leather grip.

    “You have a basket hilt too!” he beamed, “we’re basket brothers!” he said, giggling.

    “I guess we are.” Ziverah said, laughing at the joke.

Like a trigger, the smile faded from Azera’s face as he handed Zi’s saber back to him. Ziverah’s heart pinched at the sudden change in expression. He put his hand on his shoulder,

    “hey, Az, what’s wrong?” he asked worridly

    “It’s just…” he paused, “when we get back to Coruscant, their going to match us up with masters. There going to send us out on missions, we’re going to be away from eachother for months at a time…” he lowered his head, “I’m just worried that when we become padawans we won’t be friends anymore.”

    “Hey” Ziverah said calmy, “nothing could ever make me not want to be your friend. You’re my ride or die.”

    “promise me.” he said, “promise me that no matter how much time we spend apart, that we will always be friends.”

Ziverah paused for a moment, got a serious look in his eyes and said,

    “I promise.”  

Oh, friends, there is so much good Obikin fic about our two favorite idiots in the STAR WARS fandom out there and I have a huge back archive of recs to show for it, but sometimes it’s hard to know where to start when you’re new or haven’t read anything in awhile, so I wanted to put together a list of Starter Recs that I think are great places for a beginner who’s just dipping their toe into the waters! There are many, many fics that are often times some of my favorites that will not be on this list, because these are the ones that I think are specifically useful to those who are just kind of figuring out what they like or aren’t really sure they 100% ship it and just kind of want to test things out. And also because if you made me list my actual favorites, it’d be literally thirty times as long as this, and that might be just a bit overwhelming. So, here, have my suggestions for where to start! Joinnnnn usssssssss. OBIKIN RECS - CANON-COMPLIANT UP TO BEFORE EVERYTHING GOES TO SHIT: ✦ Equinox by lilyconrad, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, sith!obi-wan (sort of), d/s, 95.9k    During the Clone Wars, Obi-Wan and Anakin crash on a remote planet and take shelter in the ruins of a grand estate only to find they are not alone. ✦ Upfall by bell (belldreams), obi-wan/anakin & some obi-wan/satine & ahsoka & cast, NSFW, 166.8k    Anakin is doing just about everything he can to hold himself together; it won’t last. ✦ the sound of your voice (helps me find peace) by izazov, obi-wan/anakin, 34.7k    Five times Anakin had to ask for a story. And one time Obi-Wan offered it freely. ✦ Lex Talionis by intermundia, obi-wan/anakin & ahsoka & cast, NSFW, sith!obi-wan, sith!anakin, 187k    How Obi-Wan and Anakin fell to the dark side, obtained their revenge, and saved the galaxy in the process. ✦ starbird by imaginarykat, obi-wan/anakin & cast, 8.8k    Anakin thinks he knows everything about Obi-Wan but doesn’t. Anakin thinks a lot of things, actually, and he’s wrong about most of them. Anakin’s whole world view is turned upside down. Obi-Wan is having the time of his life. ✦ small gestures and grand vows by loosingletters, obi-wan/anakin & cast, 6k    Five times Obi-Wan and Anakin show how devoted they are to each other, and one time somebody demands proof and they are insulted. ✦ Across the Stars by unfortunate17, obi-wan/anakin & cast, NSFW, time travel, 14k    A story of how Obi-Wan and Anakin have thousands of firsts between them, fates intertwined by the will of the force across space and time. Or, Obi-Wan is the Time Traveler’s Wife. ✦ love is a battlefield (not a one-night stand) by izazov, obi-wan/anakin, 15.5k    For all his skills as a negotiator, Obi-Wan does a poor job of handling the aftermath of spending the night with his former Padawan. (He gets better at it. Eventually.) ✦ what heaven did you leap from, dear love? by loosingletters, obikinn, obi-wan/anakin, 3.2k    Surely Obi-Wan hadn’t meant to call him that. It was just a slip of the tongue, he told himself. But that didn’t stop his heart from racing and his palms from getting sweaty. ✦ Abyssus Abyssum Invocat by Burning_Nightingale, obi-wan/anakin, 10.3k    While searching for Separatists on the very edge of the Unknown Regions, Obi-Wan and Anakin discover three things. A Chiss pilot in desperate need of their help; a Jedi Temple more ancient than the Republic itself; and a dire warning. ✦ Into the Archives by skygawker, obi-wan & anakin (& some anakin/padme) & palpatine & cast, 104.9k wip    After hearing the legend of Darth Plagueis the Wise from Palpatine, Anakin decides that his best chance to save Padme is to break into the restricted Holocron Vault of the Temple Archives to search for information about Plagueis. Predictably, all does not go according to plan. Revenge of the Sith AU. ✦ Satellite Mind by intermundia, septemberist, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 19.3k    Five times Obi-Wan heard Anakin’s thoughts, and one time Anakin heard Obi-Wan’s ✦ Aggressive Negotiations by RagnarLothcat, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 15.7k    Five times Obi-Wan makes use of Anakin’s beauty in a negotiation, and one time someone turns the tables on him. ✦ It’s How You Learn by Is0lde, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 10.6k    Anakin and Obi-Wan spar in Jar'Kai and it ends up exactly how they both planned. ✦ Moment’s Silence (Common Tongue) by Gwendolyn (storiesofchaos), obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 8.1k    Three occasions in which Anakin comes in his pants. ✦ Seed by bell (belldreams), obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 44k    When Anakin falls prey to a lethal poison, Obi-Wan has no choice but use all his resources to heal him– no matter how reluctant he is in administering the antidote. ✦ Over and Over by obiwanobi, obi-wan/anakin, 1.4k    “I love you,” he blurts out, loud and impossible to miss. Obi-Wan blinks once, twice. And freezes. The first time Anakin tells him is a mortifying experience. ✦ hey there by retts, obi-wan/anakin, 4.6k    ‘Sick,’ says Anakin, stood in the doorway of Obi-Wan’s room aboard their ship. 'You’re sick.’ 'No need to sound so delighted over it,’ grouses Obi-Wan, bringing his fist up to his mouth to cough feebly into it. Damn. 'I’m not, Master.’ ✦ O Trespass Sweetly Urged by Artemis_Unbound, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 8.6k    Anakin and Obi-Wan witness a sex ritual while on a mission. Obi-Wan doesn’t understand why Anakin is so scandalized by this, until Anakin admits that he’s never had sex. Obi-Wan…might need a minute to process that. ✦ Too Hot by secretsolarsystem, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 4.8k    Too Hot: A game where two players kiss without stopping and without touching each other. If one player touches the other, that player loses. The winner gets to do whatever they want to the loser. OBIKIN RECS – THE DARTH ASSHOLE CAT DYNAMIC THAT’S CLOSER TO THE SHOW’S RELATIONSHIP POINT (SOMETIMES FIX-IT, SOMETIMES NOT): ✦ Sear me by thedunesea, obi-wan/vader, NSFW, suitless vader, 9.9k    “So here we are, a failed Jedi, a Sith, and our imminent deaths. I leave it to you to choose how we will meet our demise, whether fighting or doing something else entirely.” ✦ Make Your Siren’s Call by intermundia, obi-wan/vader, NSFW, 4.5k    After a visit to check on young Luke, Obi-Wan spends the night in a cave nearby. He struggles to fall asleep, his mind reaching out into the Force, and is surprised by a visit from his old apprentice in his dreams. ✦ to touch the light, darkest by treescape, obi-wan/vader, NSFW, 6.5k    Obi-Wan begins to fuck Vader back to the light. ✦ Mirage by intermundia, obi-wan/vader & obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, time travel, omegaverse, 17k    The Force switches AotC Anakin with Kenobi-series era Darth Vader. ✦ (Un)happy Reunions by izazov, obi-wan/vader, 4k    After defeating his former Padawan but sparing his life on Mustafar, Obi-Wan had hoped that their paths would never cross again. He should have known better. ✦ Homestead by JSwander, whohatessand, obi-wan/vaderkin & cast, NSFW, 46.2k    Obi-Wan deals with a troubled newly widowed Anakin, two twins, and desperately needs a hug. ✦ game plan by treescape, obi-wan/vader, NSFW, raised as a sith!anakin, 11.2k    Or, Vader keeps capturing Obi-Wan during the Wars. Obi-Wan keeps escaping. It’s kind of a thing. ✦ Neutron star collision by thedunesea, obi-wan/anakin & cast, 66.2k    In the aftermath of Order 66, Anakin Skywalker’s miraculous survival after his confrontation with the new Sith Apprentice Darth Vader ignites a sparkle of hope in the remaining Jedi, in the fledgling rebellion and, above all, in his former Master, who had thought he had lost everything to darkness. ✦ love is not a victory but neither is it pain by Himboskywalker, obi-wan/vader, NSFW, 4.7k    Five years after Anakin Skywalker falls Obi-Wan Kenobi helps lead the Rebel Alliance against the Empire.But hope has reached its end,and General Kenobi confronts Vader in a desperate effort to save his men and the last threads of the rebellion. ✦ nothing compares to you by RagnarLothcat, obi-wan/anakin & cast, nsfw, time loop, 40.5k wip    Sometimes you only get one chance to make things right. But when you’re Anakin Skywalker, Chosen One, sometimes the Force intervenes to give you a second chance. Or a third. Or a fourth. ✦ Prompted - Chapter 5 by intermundia , obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, spanking, rough sex, 2.3k    5. suitless!Vader / resentful!Obi-Wan (Spank a Sith back to the Light AU) ✦ Don’t go blindly into the dark by obiwanobi, obi-wan/anakin, 3.5k    Anakin falls to the dark side earlier than expected, gets scared by his own impulses and decides to hide somewhere nobody will look for him. It doesn’t stop Obi-Wan from finding him. ✦ Replaceable by ibex_ascendant, obi-wan/vader, nsfw, ~1k    He buries hands of flesh in thick, auburn-colored hair. He knows this is a dream. ✦ Pivot by Phosphorescent, obi-wan & anakin, 1.3k    “What would you have me do, Anakin? Just… walk away?” “Or you could join me.” OBIKIN RECS - DO YOU WANT THEM TO KISS BUT DON’T WANT TO WADE THROUGH THAT GROSS PLOT WHILE STILL GETTING INSIGHTFUL CHARACTERIZATION? I GOT YOU: ✦ Collar by bell (belldreams), obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, d/s, 9.4k    “You have to be sure, Anakin. Once we’re in, we’re in.” “I think I can handle being your sub, Obi-Wan.“ ✦ This Was Obi-Wan by Himboskywalker, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 5.3k    With how proper and refined his master is,Anakin just can’t figure why he sits like that, all spread-legged and obscene.But after a mission goes awry and he sees Obi-Wan naked for the first time,the question isn’t why,but more like how he’s possibly going to survive with the knowledge. ✦ Home Again by lilyconrad, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, d/s, mild bondage, 1.7k    When Anakin’s emotions overwhelm him, Obi-Wan is always there with a firm hand and clear eye to help him find his way back from the dark. ✦ It’s How You Learn by Is0lde, obi-wan/anakin & cast, NSFW, 10.6k    Anakin and Obi-Wan spar in Jar'Kai and it ends up exactly how they both planned ✦ Good Form by ranianke, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 15.1k    Obi-Wan needs help shooting a training video. What could go wrong? ✦ Lifeblood by Himboskywalker, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 8.3k    The ancient people of the Zeffo contact the Jedi in a cry for help,they need force users who can connect to the living force,who can save something dear to them. But the price of life is itself something dear,and one Obi-Wan is not sure they can pay. ✦ Persistence is Key by ToolMusicLover, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 2.2k    Anakin has been making suggestive remarks all day, when they’re finally alone together Obi-Wan finds himself succumbing to Anakin’s persistence. ✦ Bloom the want by ToolMusicLover, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 13.5k    Upon being reunited with Obi-Wan after a number of months apart, Anakin struggles with his Master’s continued distance, but perhaps there is something he can do to get his attention. ✦ Exile Vilify by nessa_j, obi-wan/anakin, nsfw, 1.4k    Anakin struggles with the horrors of war, Obi-Wan tries to offer comfort. ✦ that which rages in the place of dearest love by shipwrecks, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 4.4k    He loves Obi-Wan but he’s not going to let him tell him to calm down like he’s still a padawan who doesn’t understand anything about the galaxy. He understands plenty—the galaxy is cold and unforgiving, dark and pain, he’s known this longer than anyone. OBIKIN RECS – IF YOU WANT TO GET YOUR FEET WET IN A WORLD WHERE THEY WEREN’T TEACHER AND STUDENT TO SEE IF IT’S FOR YOU: ✦ wicked thing by imaginarykat, obi-wan/anakin & ahsoka & cast, nsfw, sith!obi-wan, 117.4k wip    There are rumours of yet another Sith Lord hiding among the Separatists. The Council sends Anakin to investigate. Anakin has a bad feeling about this. or, the story of how Anakin exists in a perpetual state of intense embarrassment, Obi-Wan is enjoying it a little too much, and everything is, generally speaking, a gigantic mess. ✦ Conceal Me What I Am by Himboskywalker, obi-wan/anakin & cast, NSFW, omegaverse, senator!obi-wan, 108.3k    Separatist Propaganda is turning the Republic against the Jedi Order and the Senate sees no choice but to join in a political alliance to fight dissent on a unified front.An alliance is proposed through an arranged marriage,between a Jedi Knight and Republic Senator. Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi are chosen as representatives of the political union by Darth Sidious, meant to bring ruin to the marriage and the public’s support of the Jedi,for Obi-Wan Kenobi is not the Beta he claims. But even Sidious does not know of the secret Anakin Skywalker keeps, that he is not the Alpha the galaxy believes him to be. ✦ Needing/Getting by chapstickaddict, obi-wan/anakin & luke & leia & ahsoka & cast, NSFW, alternate canon, 198k    Anakin is a paranoid, over-protective hot mess doing his best to raise his weird pack the way Padmé would have wanted. How the hell is he supposed to do that when his kids and not-apprentice make him haul a half-dead Jedi Master home like a lost pet? OBIKIN RECS – LOOK, JUST TRUST ME, IT’S GOOD: ✦ à la carte by RagnarLothcat, obi-wan/anakin & cast, NSFW, modern au, 55.6k    Anakin Skywalker is a perfectly normal grad student. He spends his days at the robotics lab, his evenings working at an upscale restaurant and his weekends on inadvisable hookups. That is, until Obi-Wan Kenobi saunters into his workplace and sweeps him off his feet. ✦ The Snowball Effect by Ghost_Owl, obi-wan/anakin & ahsoka, modern au, 11.3k    Anakin had not meant to nail the cute guy from his building in the face with a snowball. Obi Wan had absolutely meant to hit him back. ✦ when all we have are shadows by tennessoui, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, modern au, 8.3k    Anakin’s gone when Obi-Wan wakes up. He’s left a note, a little cutesy message with a smiley face and awful handwriting. He has a class he can’t miss, it says. Obi-Wan’s gone and fucked a college kid. ✦ Too Hot by secretsolarsystem, obi-wan/anakin, NSFW, 4.8k    Too Hot: A game where two players kiss without stopping and without touching each other. If one player touches the other, that player loses. The winner gets to do whatever they want to the loser. OBIANIDALA RECS – BECAUSE ANAKIN SKYWALKER HAS TWO HANDS AND REALLY, REALLY WANTS IN THE MIDDLE OF THAT SANDWHICH, AND WE HAVE FEELINGS AFTER ALL THOSE PADME MENTIONS: ✦ Only Ones Who Taste by maravilla, obi-wan/anakin/padme, NSFW, 3.4k    "Have I ever noticed what?” she said, half smiling and fixing him with a stare. “That Anakin – he – I mean, we’re not here to talk about Anakin.” ✦ more than a candle by jenmishe, obi-wan/anakin/padme, NSFW, 50.3k    How Anakin, Obi Wan, and Padmé realize many things, which include, most notably, how they feel about each other and how to handle said feelings. Oh, and in the meantime, they deal with a megalomaniac Sith Lord. ✦ Exposure Therapy by septemberist, obi-wan/anakin/padme, NSFW, 10.1k    Anakin struggles to overcome jealousy in his relationship with Padmé and Obi-Wan. They decide to help him in an unconventional fashion. ✦ Only Ones Who Taste by maravilla, obi-wan/anakin/padme, NSFW, 3.4k    “Have I ever noticed what?” she said, half smiling and fixing him with a stare. “That Anakin – he – I mean, we’re not here to talk about Anakin.” ✦ Diplomatic relations by Tenillypo, obi-wan/anakin/padme, NSFW, 6.2k    It was late when Padmé Amidala got home, and there was a Jedi sitting in her living room.

I put all my Chiss characters there : D

Ain'res - I think dont need to introduce at this point but, Ex Cipher 7, Ghost agent, a sith hunter.

Darth Lazarus - LS Sith Warrior with Quinn romance (in my mind) (still cannot forgive they didnt unlock him at Kotfe/Kotet) Can go berserk and full DS at that moment. Full hate on Chiss astendecy when he was banished as a kid.

Eli - Cipher Thirteen, master of seduction, sniper

Zair - Former padawan, had few masters but because of the chip that block his Force they didnt stick along. Leave order and joined SIS

Rinosle - Republic soldier, never seen Chiss Astendecy. Leader of own special force squad and protecting a Force user from isolated planet that dont know much about galactic war

Radan - Bounty hunter thats follows the creed.

Well thats it for them (I try to decide who will be good match for Arcann romance and Rass Ordo romance...)

I already knew Legacy of the Force would be filled with occ stuff and my expectations were low, but even then I'm kinda just blinking because

There's literally a separate phantom Lumiya isn't controlling in her cave rambling about how it will soon possess Jacen at the start of the series. Like??

Lumiya: Vergere was a Sith. Here's how she was trained by Palpatine around the time he was training Dooku despite the fact that she left Republic space around the time Anakin Skywalker became a Padawan

Jacen: Yeah this tracks

Nelani: Is it crack. Is that what she's making you smoke, you're smoking crack?

Jaina goes from not giving a shit about the Chiss Swarm War incident at the start to 'I hate my brother so much for that', with the kicker line of claiming she tried to reach out to him when she noticed him going dark which, uh - when?

Mara: I'm going to follow my Sith Assassin training and try to kill Jacen. This can't possibly backfire in any way shape or form

Jacen himself literally comes across as possessed. There are several instances where he just starts talking to a voice that is edging him on

On that note, Alema straight up Force influenced Jacen into shooting his parents while they were rescuing Jaina Ben and Zekk. Dark Nest abilities aside, what? This is followed in the next book by The Voice convincing him firing on the Millennium Falcon was the right choice

Karen Travis, every five seconds: Mando Mando Mando

(No, seriously. What do you mean the 'Mandalorians saved the New Republic from the Vong', what are you on about, they literally just cameod in NJO)

Mara: Lumiya can't possibly be controlling Jacen

Lumiya, meanwhile: I can successfully Force trick Luke into thinking I'm not trying to hurt him after literally trying to decapitate him and also I got him to hold my hand mid battle <3

On that note, Luke joking about wanting to bang Lumiya while Mara is actively being jealous of a relationship that ended 40 years ago was 😭 bro what

Mara: your childhood was good compared to mine (well, duh, but Jaina's childhood wasn't sunshine and rainbows??) and you're too busy wanting to get spitroasted by Zekk and Jag to do anything about your twin going dark

Jaina: What the fuck?

Jacen, meanwhile: I and Jaina's childhood was shitty enough that I can't tell if I actually loved my parents or if I was just going through the motions because I was expected to love them

Everyone is on crack except Ben who is Child and Baby and did not deserve half the bullshit flung at him

Anyways, this has done nothing but cement my personal theory that this entire book series was Abeloth fucking with everyone

Ooh, fun ask game, Geode! I'm curious about 14 and 22 with a headcanon for Barriss please. :D

Thanks for your interest! Let's see...

14. Is there a character/ship you were sure you would never write/draw but now you've changed your mind?

I must admit I do love writing a rare pair with Barriss and they kind of come spur of the moment. I just happened to have finished reading Queen's Hope when I was writing my first fic, and I liked this one background character who was in like 8 pages. And I thought they're should someone writing about this one hypercompetent personal assistant, Tepoh. So I wrote zher in the story. And then I realized the state Barriss was in when they met would really get Tepoh's attention, and that zhe could give her some great advice. And maybe they should eventually smooch.

I certainly never thought I would write anything related to the Chiss Ascendancy novel series but then we got Thrawn in the same trailer as Barriss and taking her to the Ascendancy would be a great way of getting her out of harm's way. And then wow, I get to write Ar'alani and Eli Vanto and all those great characters. That was a little intimidating, because those Chiss fans are a very passionate bunch, but it seems to have gone over well and I was even asked to include the fic on a Thrawn Rare Pairs list!

I even wrote a Resistance fic as an excuse for a very silly rare pair fic! I guess the most honest answer to the question is if a character gets my interest and I want to write them it just seems natural to see if they would be a good, or interesting fit for some shipping.

22. Give us a headcannon for Barriss.

One of my main goals is bringing in bits of Legends Barriss and grafting them onto her current version. Because there is so little left two work with, and she was a fairly well highlighted character for the old 2002-2005 original Clone Wars multimedia project.

One thing I find interesting is that she was born on a refugee ship and brought to the temple not as a 3–4-year-old toddler, but as an infant. That means someone in the temple, probably a lot of Jedi, cared for her and bottle fed her and stuff. That's like, really interesting to me. I don't think Luminara did it alone. It would have been her generation of Padawans and Knights, so Obi-Wan and Quinlan, Shaak-ti. You have to assume she needed a lot of care. And being brought up in the temple gives her a different perspective. You can see why she felt safe there, and why she bombed the hangar. That was the portal to the outside world and the war, from the place she felt safe and the place that did violence upon her. She wanted to shut it down as to delay as many missions as possible, to keep the younger generation safe.

It is a warped perspective born on grief and hurt, but that's what I think happened.

Time to finish Yoda: Dark Rendezvous!

Blue man.

Some cool concepts for future Star Wars stories because I’m so bored right now

A Jedi accidentally stumbles across the World Between Worlds and ends up witnessing/living through major historical events from different eras.

A group of High Republic Jedi, or non-Force sensitive archaeologists, exploring the temple on Yavin 4 (the eventual Rebel base) and finding out it’s haunted by ancient Sith, so like a horror story or whatever.

The ancient Jed’aii have a large civil war that ends in the creation of the Jedi on Ahch-To.

Rey trying to rebuild the Jedi Order, post-TROS.

A group of (former) Jedi Padawans and clones whose chips malfunctioned band together to survive a post-Order 66 world.

Just a comedic parody of whatever the hell Ezra and Thrawn were doing after the events on Lothal.

Rebels hunting down Imperial remnants after the destruction of the second Death Star. (this is me begging for the Aftermath series being put into a show or trilogy)

Just anything from the Old Republic era from before the Rule of Two because the Sith were cooler when there were more of them.

Tarre Viszla, a Mandalorian, becoming a Jedi.

Leia and Luke meeting their cousins, because yes, they actually do have cousins and nobody says anything about this.

Ahsoka exploring Tython because why not.

A group of Jedi leaving the Order and creating what eventually becomes the Sith Order.

Anything about Revan because he’s cool and he’s canon so...

The Chiss involvement during the war between the Old Republic and the Sith Empire (because this is canon).

An irrelevant Republic solider/officer goes on a mission and ends up investigating Palpatine’s Contingency plan.

Whatever Inferno Squad was doing after the Battle of Jakku.

The Delegation of 2000. Just anything about them please.

A Sith and a Jedi are siblings but also sworn enemies. (Old Republic era)

The undervalued Padawan of the Jedi librarian discovers that someone is stealing relics and writings on Sith teachings and discovers that the Sith are infiltrating the Jedi Order.

Rae Sloane rebuilding the Empire in the Unknown Regions.

A Rebel spy infiltrates the Empire disguised as an officer but ends up going down the Star Wars equivalent of the alt-right pipeline.

A group of grieving Alderaanians seek revenge on the Empire, post-Death Star.

The Wayseekers (Part One)

Circa 232 BBY

The Crew of the Stellar

Memyit Gad -> Contracted surveyor for the Republic. She is a hard working Nautolan woman who often exudes a quiet tranquility. Memyit is stoic and intelligent, but stern. She took up the Republic surveying job after a long stretch of teaching geology for a university on Alderaan.

Le’varia -> Pilot and resident mechanic for the Stellar. A Twi’lek with many stories to tell about the frontier, she’s a boisterous but wary woman. Le’varia holds a dark secret though, she wasn’t always a trusted pilot in the Republic fleet— a long time ago she worked as a raider in the Nihil.

SD-88 “Aye-Dee-Aye” -> Scout droid that belongs to Memyit but personally prefers Le’varia’s more easy going demeanor. Her name is derived from “eighty-eight” morphing into “eighty-aye” to “aye-dee-aye”.

The Jedi

Nimari “Nim” Eneudu -> Jedi Knight and archivist on Starlight Beacon. She is a kind hearted and inclusive Miralan woman who works diligently at her job as an archivist on the up and coming Starlight Beacon. Nim continuously doubts herself, which has hindered her progress as a Jedi. The Force aids her in ways it does not for other Jedi, Nim often hears “whispers” in the Force— telling her what things to take a deeper look into.

T’sora Jarliin -> Jedi Master and one of the few Wayseekers in the order, Nimari’s former master. T’sora is a charismatic human man with a jovial streak. Unfortunately he’s prone to dismissing people if he doesn’t immediately see them as valuable. For years T’sora struggled with finding a purpose, eventually he took to wayseeking to find it. While he struggled with that, the man was plagued with visions of a blue girl with glowing red eyes being tormented by sinister visions.

Cyrin Tay -> Jedi Padawan without a master. While on a mission to the outer rim the young Zabrak’s master passes away of an unknown illness. He is taken under the wing of T’sora, but he finds the older man unnerving. T’sora thrusts the padawan onto Nim, Cyrin is not happy but he does not protest. He is quiet and lacks a boldness most Jedi have. He holds a keen interest in lightsaber arts.

Kevaxe “Kev” Coyper -> A retired Jedi Master. Kevaxe was once T’sora Jarliin’s master but they do not hold a close bond anymore. The Mikkian is closer to Nim, trying to guide her through periods of uncertainty and conflict. They are a relaxed being, someone who is always going with the flow of the Force. Seemingly nothing can stress them out, except for their former Padawan’s erratic behavior. Kev can most likely be found on Jedha, or in the crèche with the younglings.

The Cultist

Te’ilok -> A former sky-walker herself, she took to caregiving after she lost her third-sight. Te’ilok is a stern woman with deep running passions. After loosing her ability to see into the future, far more than what was required of navigating, she became increasingly paranoid. Te’ilok sought out a sky-walker with similar abilities and whisked her away from the ascendency. Using a vergence in the Force, the Chiss amplifies her sky-walker’s abilities. This obsession has formed a cult of various species throughout the Chaos, former sky-walkers, and Chiss. Te’ilok is the leader of this cult.

Ire’reoni -> The first Giver. Ire’reoni was the original sky-walker kidnapped by Te’ilok. Her vision has faded since she has reached maturity. The Chiss was once a quiet girl but slowly she is coming into her own. Ire’reoni is a cunning woman with a soft spot for the sky-walkers used by Te’ilok. She disagrees strongly with the way Te’ilok handles things and would do almost anything to take what she believes to be her rightful place, the leader of the cult. For now, she stays in the shadows until her moment dawns.

Ara’kloi -> The current Giver. First T’sora saw visions of Ire’reoni but now he sees this tormented Chiss girl. By far she is the most successful Giver with the most vivid and accurate visions. Ara’kloi is Te’ilok’s favorite. Nothing much is discernible about her personality, she is either receiving visions or sleeping. Even with Ire’reoni’s weakness for orher sky-walker’s she lacks much sympathy for Ara’kloi due to her favoritism by Te’ilok.

Hello Tumblr, I am an aspiring author, and I dabble in writing fanfiction on the side for fun. A couple of you may remember me posting a short story called Ziverah's Gathering to my page less than a year ago, well i have decided to post that, and it's sequel Star wars Padawans to AO3.

So anyone who is interested in star wars, and seeing a queer mlm best friends to lovers romance between a Chiss and a Pantoran Jedi padawan set in the clone wars, with flashback chapters every now and then throughout the story, come and check out Star Wars Padawans.

Ahsoka Show Episode 2 - Spoilers/Thoughts

Okay, now for episode 2 thoughts. (I've posted my reaction to *that* moment at the end of episode 1, and it's resulting consequences in this episode, in another post).

SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT! DO NOT SCROLL IF YOU HAVE NOT WATCHED THE EPISODE YET! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Okay, I ranted about my dislike for Sabine's injury here. Moving on.

Literal chaos child. Sabine is the natural successor of the disaster lineage force sensitivity or not lolol. "I uh, I unlocked the map. And then lost it. And then lost all my backups. But everything's fine I swear!" Anakin would be proud.

I gotta say it, Baylon's ship makes me think of the Marauder just a bit.

I am loving these nightsister temples. So cool. Very Celtic/stone circle/mapping the planets and stars vibes.

Ahsoka trying to trace the fight between Shin and Sabine almost felt like she had some Psychometry skills ala Quinlan Voss going on??

AHSOKA PET THE DANG LOTHCAT. YOU MUST PAY TRIBUTE BEFORE ENTERING THE ABODE.

Love that she's so calm feeling that droid coming down behind her before taking it out.

Huyang vs Hera as Sabine almost blows them all to pieces...gotta love it. I need to see Tech and Huyang hanging out together. They would either be besties or drive each other insane.

I really love the practical effects of all the droid and machine builds in this show. It feels even more detailed and realistic than props in Mando.

Hera just still doesn't quite feel like Hera to me :/ And it's not MEW's fault at all. It feels like costuming and dialogue choices. Love her talk with Sabine though. I'm fascinated to know what viewers who have never seen Rebels are thinking of these scenes, bc they have no idea the backstory behind these two and the mother/daughter, older sister/younger sister nature of their relationship.

The CGI here is absolutely gorgeous when Morgan opens the star map. I also love how it is much more extensive and detailed than what Sabine was able to get. And the hint of green nightsister magic!

It will be really interesting to see if she's referring to the Chiss homeworld, the Yuuzhan Vong, or something else by "other galaxy".

I really want to see more of Baylon and Shin's history. She is attached to his every word and obeys his commands very seriously. How did he come to take her on as his padawan? When did he find her? What made him abandon the Jedi order (did he have doubts before the Clone Wars? Or just found a way to survive after?) So many questionssss.

Ahsoka and Hera, on the detective trail. Love it. When this series was announced, long before it was apparent that it would be Rebels season 5, I had hoped it would be Ahsoka hopping around the galaxy solving mysteries. This is fun to see.

Guys. I am trying SO HARD to not fall down the "imperial remnants and new republic politics as the galaxy tries to rebuild" rabbit hole that my brain eagerly wants to fall down whenever they start bringing up these dynamics. I was almost losing my mind during the Dr. Pershing episode in Mando season 3, and this is whetting my appetite again. Idk if I will someday need to write fanfiction about this or copious amounts of tumblr posts, but you have been warned. Star Wars and politics and the navigation of the collapse of empire and the redistribution of status and wealth and goods and the devious ways that can all quickly start to fall apart...okay I'll stop myself. When we get to the Mon Mothma episode...heaven help me.

Again, the subtle facial expressions in this show are so good. Not all of the dialogue is escaping cheesiness, but the facial expressions are conveying a wealth of emotions that is backing and grounding each line of dialogue.

This scene. THIS SCENE. Okay, I promised I would talk about Sabine's Jedi training and supposed Force sensitivity that we all have been wondering about since the trailers. I was not thrilled about the idea of Sabine being retconned to be force-sensitive. There's no hint of it in Rebels, and it would feel like a shocking contrast to her lineage as a Mandalorian if it wasn't handled properly. That said, I went into it with a relatively open mind, and have not been overly bothered (more just confused and wanting the backstory) on her and Ahsoka all of a sudden having this master/apprentice relationship that has taken place off screen and that obviously did not go well. Sabine has trained with lightsabers before (the Darksaber and Ezra's lightsaber), and it did make sense to me that she could want to know how to use it more effectively and want to be closer to the practices of what made Ezra who he is in his absence. Why Ahsoka would have agreed to train her...that I am unclear on. I wonder if her failure in that also contributed to her telling Din that she couldn't train Grogu. Anyway, all of this has been a "what the heck are you up to Dave," but I haven't hated it.

All that said, I didn't really want Sabine to be Force sensitive bc I also hate when Star Wars, or Star Wars fans, try to make everyone have latent force abilities in ways that feel like a cop out, like it's the only explanation for a character being cool, or having value, or tying into the plot (I am not trying to call out anyone in particular here, just the concept). Star Wars is not only about Jedi, and while it is almost always about the Force, that doesn't always happen in the highly specialized, exclusive ways we see from force users like the Jedi and the Sith. So, I was hoping, let's see Sabine trying to tap into the fact that the Force is inside everyone, but not everyone can access it to the same capability. Let's see her trying to gain certain skills and practice a way of existing in the world that goes beyond some fancy lightsaber moves and meditation rituals. Let's see a Mandalorian who already has a distinct and powerful way of fighting and philosophy in the world, attempt to mold it with another, almost opposite, approach. And I think that's what we are getting! (maybe this should have been it's own post, oops).

Huyang's no nonsense talk to Sabine is exactly what she needs to hear. For all his sass and directness, he doesn't lack compassion in how he chooses his words with her. And yet he also isn't afraid to eviscerate her (lack of) Force abilities with the most Jedi worthy burn I've ever heard "your skills would fall short of them all." He's been around for 2500 years. I don't think Sabine is force sensitive ya'll. At least not in a conventional way. And yet, Huyang, who has been the keeper of lightsabers and Jedi youngling training for generations, is not at all discouraging her from applying herself to try. His tone is exceedingly gentle with the words "the only time you are wasting, is your own." Is it possible to marry a droid? Pretty sure he's husband material lol.

Also his hands look like medieval gauntlets. So cool. They outdid themselves on the practical effects here.

Star Wars has Solid State Drives?? (Sorry the SSD reference was kind of funny).

Alright, Ahsoka against a droid and a former Inquisitor. Easy peasy.

Hera and Chopper (who looks FANTASTIC btw, there is no distinction between Choppper animation and Chopper live action LOL), in the Phantom and their dialogue back and forth was perfection.

That lil force push and lil backflip midair and lil shoulder turn to miss the lightsaber from behind 👀 please more force usage from Ahsoka! In her own show!

Very interested to learn more about Marrok too. Their stunt actor is really good.

Girlie is pulling out the Mando armor. We're getting serious now.

"It's not loyalty. It's greed."

I liked Sabine's part in this recreation of the end of Rebels, but I didn't really love the retcon on Ahsoka's. Where is her staff? Why is her cloak a different color? Where is Morai? It just fell kind of flat for me. Like the live action hasn't earned the emotional gravitas and hope that this scene held in Rebels. Again Dave, really fascinated to see where you're going with all this.

Finally, Ahsoka's ship is cool. I would travel around the galaxy with her for sure. And, the unique way that holograms show up on Morgan's ship is very, very cool. Can't wait to see what next week holds!

WIP Wednesday | 01-03-24 | temple mistress & sopherfly

Today’s WIP Wednesday is for a different pairing than usual, and @temple-mistress and I are very excited to share it!

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Knights Out: the hallowed—if somewhat underground—annual bash for all the Padawans who have ascended to Knighthood in the past year. (Not openly endorsed by the Council or any self-respecting and proper Jedi Knight.) It’s not uncommon to find Council Members and other revered Masters dancing on tables, participating in drinking contests, or sucking someone off in a corner at Knights Out. Organized by a semi-secret host each year, no one is actually ever invited to the party, but somehow word of the date, time, and venue always seems to fall on the right ears.

Ol’ Quinny’s missed you, baby. It’s good to be back.

Strolling through the venue, Quin takes in the raucous, hedonistic atmosphere with a huge grin.  Another year, another class of new Jedi Knights celebrating their promotion in every single degenerate way possible.

Quin wouldn’t have it any other way.

He’d missed last year, in deep cover for a weapons smuggling operation on Lothal, and by the looks of it, Knights Out is bigger and better than ever. Quin figures he’ll never tire of this scene, of watching all the outwardly prudish and repressed Masters and Knights of the Jedi Order let loose like it’s the last time they’ll ever get to drink and fuck. He likes to think it’s healthy, for the good of the Order and the Republic and all that, to work out that sexual aggression at least once a year. More fun than a trip to a mind healer, too.

Unless it’s that Chiss mind healer in the boots on Devaron…

He spots Fisto in a booth, boots propped up and spread out on the table while a familiar set of blue lekku pop up rhythmically into view. That’s my girl, Quin thinks proudly, giving the Nautolan a jaunty salute. Fisto smiles widely—all teeth—and Aayla pulls off long enough to blow Quin a saucy kiss. He isn’t jealous—he never is, sex is meant to be shared and Quin is generous—but it does quicken his step. 

He’s already had a couple of decent hookups tonight, but he’s saved the one he knows will be the best for last, and his cock jumps just a little in anticipation: Mace fucking Windu, the bald, grumpy-ass, Master of Vaapad, Seer of Shatterpoints, Deputy Grandmaster of the Jedi Order.  

Titles don’t do much for Quin, and none of them impress him nearly as much as the man’s thick, delicious cock, incredible stamina, and a nearly imperceptible refractory period. He also has to admit it doesn’t hurt his ego much that he gets to be the one to see Mace Windu sweat and beg and shout out Quin's name when he comes.

Quin scans the bar area, smirking when he sees that dumbass Skywalker pulling Kenobi into the back room behind the bar. He’s almost tempted to follow them, see if they’ll let him watch this time. Quin laughs at the thought, knowing better than to even hint at a joint maneuver—between Skyboy’s scowl and Sithy-Wan’s glare, it’d totally kill the vibe.

It was a good run with Kenobi for a couple of years, a casual fuck here, a hand job there—nothing serious, which was what made it perfect. Now that he’s got Skywalker, Kenobi is all heart-eyes and moonbeams, and, Quin shudders, monogamy. No, Quinlan Vos wants to fuck and be fucked and enjoy all the benefits of shared pleasure without limit. 

Not one to look too closely at a good thing, Quin nevertheless knows this arrangement with Windu is…different. It’s more than just fuck buddies, and not just because Windu would frown deeper than Kenobi does whenever Quin casually suggests a threesome at being called anyone’s buddy. Quin doesn’t know quite how it’s different, it just is, and he likes it. He likes knowing that Mace will stand up to him, tell him off, shut him down if he deserves it. Few are brave enough to try. Even fewer succeed, which makes Windu all the more attractive.

And a godsdamn good fuck.