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A hodge-podge of Imperials and Separatists for your viewing pleasure.
#darth vader#darth maul#alexsandr kallus#count dooku#orson krennic#moralo eval#osi sobeck#mitth'raw'nuruodo#general grievous#wullf yularen#wilhuff tarkin#asajj ventress#sheev palpatine#darth plagueis#star wars#grand admiral thrawn
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isn't it weird how in the Clone Wars TV show we find out there's a maximum security prison in Coruscant staffed by clones and a big deal is made out of escaping it when
fucking everyone has escaped the Republic Judiciary Central Detention Center at least once
off the top of my head I can count Cad Bane, Aurra Sing, Bossk, Boba Fett, Moralo Eval and Obi-Wan Kenobi all escaping (Ziro was technically released and let's be real that fat fuck couldn't break out if he tried). All of these individuals were maximum security prisoners and enemies of the state. And in the span of three years they all broke out. Hell, Cad has escaped at least three times
like did Jango Fett fuck up Oovo IV so badly they couldn't put them there? was palpy breaking them out? how in the hell are all these terrorists escaping what should be the best prison in Coruscant. a fucking tween and his lizard friend could break out. what the fuck
#star wars the clone wars#star wars#the clone wars#tcw#boba fett#cad bane#bossk#rako hardeen#aurra sing#moralo eval#ziro the hutt#obi wan kenobi
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little redraw of a Moralo screenshot from season4 ep16
#artists on tumblr#illustration#star wars#the clone wars#phindian#moralo eval#moonlenoirart#screenshot redraw
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Silliest Star Wars name, round one
PLEASE VOTE BASED ON SILLINESS OF NAME ONLY!!!!
#silly sw name bracket#star wars#polls#moralo eval#elan sleazebaggano#wild that the second one has nothing to do with the owner of twitter#pure coincidence
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Cad Bane: We need to get through this locked door. Eval, give me your credit card.
Moralo Eval: Here.
Cad Bane, pocketing it: Thanks. <kicks the door down>
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how long do you think it took Moralo Eval to become a criminal mastermind?
I think he basically achieved this, at least enough to try and sell it as his niche, in his early twenties. With the way I write his backstory, the murder of his mother (which he confessed to at 9 but didn't actually commit) was his way of launching himself out of a stifling, normal life and into something violent. Moralo was always a schemer, always a manipulator, and as a young boy, he was just starting to cultivate those parts of himself.
Being put into a Phindian rehabilitative center (essentially juvie with an aim at giving violent and asocial children and teens a way to reintegrate constructively into society) gave him a testing ground of damaged and troubled youths. He built his sense of self by manipulating the people around him with his budding charisma. This worked better on Phindians, who could communicate subtly with pheromones, and where doublespeak was normal style of communication.
On actually escaping Phindar for an ecumenopolis at 13, where he'd have greater opportunity to break into "criminal enterprising," Moralo found manipulating non-Phindians much harder than anticipated. Other criminals didn't have the patience for his grandiose speech, and his carefully crafted charisma fell flat. He was in survival mode for several years, until he could pass as an adult to non-Phindians. He fell back on sheer tenacity. I think he'd try to build as many working relationships as possible with tactical plans alone once he reached an age where most people took him seriously as a young adult, and not the teen he really was. From there, it was just a matter of years building successful heists to craft a reputation of value.
His reputation, judging from the way other characters treat him in the Deception arc, is probably as a proficiently brilliant plan engineer in spite of his personality and volatility. Moralo definitely started calling himself a criminal mastermind before anyone else.
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What's your favourite part of the clone wars deception arc? Are there any scenes you wish had gone differently?
OKAY (lets hope I don't fat finger and delete this one lol)
Clone throwing toast at Cad Bane.
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I have a hard time picking a favorite moment because I love a lot of things in this arc. Its full of blorbo moments for me, even if its very flawed. Its flaws are sort of what its built on though so I can't say that I'd change anything since the biggest flaws (the silly plot and character decisions mainly) are its foundation.
Not necessarily a change, but I guess I'd add some sort of example of Moralo being a 'genius' that they claim instead of just implying he designed the murder box and thought up the kidnapping plot (? which did he? Because how much of that was Dooku and Palpatine?) I don't think they show it effectively in the arc as is. Just a quick moment of him actually thinking up something that proved successful I think would be sufficient because he comes off as too ineffectual otherwise.
I'd also probably add more Boba and Cad interactions. And maybe a mention of Jango of some sort. That history has been hinted at, it would've been a good time to mention it here too.
I'd also have Cad, Hardeen and Moralo bitching at each other more. I could go for about twenty more eps of whatever messy vibes this whole thing had going for it. The back and forth power flips in different configurations between the three just to have to suck it up and work together again a second later is comedy gold. The fact is was a space road trip on the lam is just a plus for me too.
#star wars#stormytitanspeaks#ask answer for anon#deception arc#cad bane#obi wan kenobi#moralo eval#we like the vibes here sir
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I know it's probably been said, but it's a bit on-the-nose that they named the two villains in Ahsoka 'Skoll' and 'Hati'. Kind of really straightforward, innit?
#Ahsoka#Norse mythology#okay it's far from the most overt character name in canon#Moralo Eval anyone? Imma Gun Di?#Star Wars
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But are you a queen supporter or hater?
#and half native to boot#also#the only politics we discuss here is ways to kill palpatine#a star wars blog#and a jarjar fucker#a cad bane lover#and would take moralo eval out for a night on the town#star wars
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So proud of myself for finally giving an OC one of those determinist Star Wars names. Yknow. Like Cad Bane, the asshole. Like Moralo eval, the guy with no morals. Or Sidious, the guy who is insidious.
And now I've made Atrem the tailor. The guy who puts. A trim on y
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[chapter four] the secret history of anakin skywalker
the attempt
pairing : assassin! reader x anakin skywalker
word count : 3k
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you have only known one truth about this war, the republic and the seperatists are two sides of the same coin. but now, your master count dooku has disposed of you after your consequent failures. his betrayal fueled your thirst for revenge. and in the cruel twist of fate, you have found yourself with an arrangement with the enemy. general anakin skywalker is willing to do what it takes for the republic to win, even if it meant dealing with you, his nemesis.
chapter summary
rako hardeen escapes with two known bounty hunters on orandia. anakin skywalker claims obi wan kenobi remains alive. and a revelation by cad bane made you head down a bar and drink the night away.
warnings : drinking, contains spoilers for star war's 'the clone wars' season 4, episodes 16-17.
notes : omg hello beautiful darlings! thank you for your patience for this overdue update 🥹 i really tried to outline how this'll go and suffice to say i think i've decided to commit to an ending that feels right (for the most parts). also, i've published on ao3 as well, so if you want to read there, here's the link.
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The first saloon in Nal Hutta leads you to a trail to Orandia.
Rako Hardeen had not been alone. He has escaped with two known bounty hunters, Cad Bane and Moralo Eval. They had just left the planet when you and Anakin Skywalker arrived.
The Jedi emanated a rage you recognized. You noted it in his silence. How his eyes darken after realizing he had been so close to catching the man who killed his master.
Now, your ship enters the atmosphere of Orandia. A silence blanketed your mind, there were so many things that had gone wrong. You've exhausted yourself trying to find the reason for all of the things that unravel. It is simply how things are now, and you're at the mercy of fate, or rather, Anakin Skywalker's.
You center yourself on the task at hand. Finding Hardeen would secure your alliance with the Jedi.
"There!" Skywalker points towards a ship loading gas.
Your eyes followed the direction he was pointing at. You recognize Cad Bane entering the hatch.
Skywalker unfastens his seatbelt. You saw the desperation in his intense glare.
"Hold on, they're leaving" You hissed as Skywalker stood up.
You held on to the control yoke, cursing under your breath at Skywalker's recklessness. You steered the ship, following Bane's ship.
You never really excelled in flying, and it was exacerbated by the way your ship was falling behind. You heard Skywalker grunt in annoyance.
Skywalker leans down behind you, extending his arm to grab ahold of the yoke. The coldness of his bionic fingers touching yours made you flinch.
"We're trying to follow Hardeen, not lose them" He comments.
You pulled on the accelerator, and your ship levels with Hardeen's.
Skywalker presses the button on the control board and the upper hatch opens.
Before you could even implore him to slow down, he was already out, jumping toward Hardeen's ship midair.
What an idiot, you cursed.
Your ship's velocity kept on accelerating and when you turned your face, a huge hill appeared. With all your strength, you pulled the yoke, your heart racing faster than your ship.
The ship manages to get past the hill, but it screeches from the contact. The system started blaring an emergency alarm. Your instinct commanded you to your feet, bracing yourself for the crash landing.
When you open your eyes again, a numbing pain accumulates on the temples of your forehead.
You force yourself to stand up, despite the blurriness of your vision. You held on to the walls to move out.
When your mind clears, you see the smoke of Hardeen's ship in the distance. You ran up, following the light of Skywalker's saber deflecting blaster shots.
When you got near, Hardeen was strangling Skywalker by the throat. He uses the force to push you back, but you persisted.
Cad Bane was walking away, back to their ship. "Ah, Wraith" Bane half turns when he sees you.
Hardeen stands up, Skywalker falls limp and you swallow your terror.
You eyed Skywalker's lightsaber on the ground, and you drew it with no hesitation.
You stepped forward, stance ready to deflect shots, carefully shielding Skywalker away from their range.
"Skywalker, stand up," You say through gritted teeth.
Rako Hardeen studies you as if he was trying to figure out how you were igniting a saber for the Jedi.
Bane fires his blaster, allowing Hardeen to run back to their ship. You charged, but Bane's shots kept you from going any nearer.
"Why Kenobi?" You yelled to Hardeen, accepting the fact that you won't be able to pin him down just yet.
"Why did Dooku want Kenobi dead?" You insisted after Hardeen's silence.
Cad Bane sneers "Oh, you mistake it, Wraith"
Their ship's hatch was beginning to close. "Kenobi was an excess. The bounty was to kill you."
You felt your blood drain from your head, and your grip on the lightsaber loosened.
"But you're not worth the hunt anymore. Dooku has new priorities, so you're free to live another day."
The hatch closes and the ship zooms up, jumping to hyperspace.
Your knees buckle. You hadn't even considered the thought that Count Dooku would have sent someone to ensure your death. The small part of you that hoped it had been an attempt to rescue you wounds you. As if the initial betrayal didn't hurt, this made it feel even worse.
Skywalker sits up, and you feel yourself caving in. Your breaths become shallower and it felt like the ground was disappearing and you're falling with no end.
You remembered thinking the world ending not long ago. It has steadily been crumbling ever since.
When you turned to face Skywalker, he had an expression you couldn't decipher. Empathy, confusion, offering solace, he seems to be able to exhibit all.
You handed his lightsaber back. Looking away, as if you felt him see you so vulnerable.
Skywalker stands straight. The rage and wild instinct he had before vanishes, and you despised that he was looking at you with some sort of pity.
"Obi-Wan's alive" He states.
You tilted your chin at his claim.
"I thought I was imagining it then, but he's undercover as Hardeen"
You raised an eyebrow, half-convinced that he'd been so drowned in grief he was becoming deluded.
"And if he was, why would he not tell you?" You challenged his eyes to contradict you, but he looked away as if he too was only considering it. You know you could be gentler at his good news, you just can't find the heart to be more hopeful. You hoped the way he is doing now, and you're hollowed by the truth of it.
The bounty was to kill you.
"The ship crashed, we'll have to find a new one," You said.
Skywalker presses on the holo channel on his arm. The device emits a crackling sound. "There's no signal, We need to find reception"
You nod, it was getting dark anyway, so it'd be best to stay where people are.
You soon found a small village nearby. Since the planet is Huttese territory, the streets are covered with a malaise you recognized. A sense of bracedness, it all felt too familiar. So, you kept walking close behind the Jedi.
"Here" Skywalker halts in his steps, finally gathering a reception.
You stopped to survey the surroundings, you were standing in front of a bar. Finally some good luck. You thought to yourself.
"Great" You expressed with a triumphant smile. A drink would dull the feelings you were having.
Skywalker's attention shifts to your enthusiasm and you see his lips pursed in annoyance as he follows you inside.
You sat at a bar stool, Skywalker next to you. You had no credits, but that problem will have to resolve itself later.
"Two please" You ordered to the bartender.
"Tempting, but no" Skywalker comments on the shots in front of you. He presses on the holo channel. Mace Windu had been dialing him to inform him that he shouldn't interfere with Obi-Wan's mission. He missed all six of them.
You suspected Saint Windu, always dogmatic, to have been the one to purposefully leave Skywalker in the dark. Dooku always commented on Windu's involvement with the Jedi Council's misguidedness. Dooku was not wrong in teaching you that
Skywalker's exterior becomes an expression of dissent. You tried putting yourself in his shoes. Wondering if being blatantly lied to by the Order you are guided by feels like a betrayal.
Did they not trust Anakin Skywalker?
Is he not supposed to be their chosen one?
You downed your drink. The bartender comes back to pour you another.
"I was under the impression that the Jedi Order worked as a collective" You delighted in the excess of boldness brought by your third shot.
"I did too" Skywalker answers plainly. "They won't be able to send Ahsoka til early tomorrow"
You sighed, after all that occurred, you wanted to rest. The Jedi Order would never run out of Padawans to deploy to come to rescue Skywalker. Perhaps, the Council did not want Anakin following undercover Obi-Wan again.
"You've scared them off, cheers to that" You raised your shot.
Skywalker's eyebrows furrowed "What's that supposed to mean?"
You took your drink, your cheeks beginning to warm from its effect. "Well, you have these— outbursts" You criticized. "You're too involved with your feelings, maybe they wanted to delay you"
Skywalker's expression hardens, you wanted to laugh at how obvious he was with how he was feeling.
"How can I not? They made me believe Obi-Wan was dead." Skywalker eyes the glass of alcohol, and you see him try to resist the urge.
You felt a tinge of guilt rush through you for judging Anakin's turmoil. Anyone else who'd face the same betrayal he feels now would react in the same manner. You certainly would.
"Ever since your Council got involved with politics, they became too concerned with appearing righteous." You tried speaking more leniently. "They'd not want to appear as though they want to seek revenge for their dead. It'd make the Jedi look vindictive."
"It would be justice to avenge Obi-Wan" He doesn't hide the anger coating his voice.
"Yes," You agreed. His eyes pierce on yours.
"Unfortunately, they are too caught up with appearing... holy." You were having trouble trying to be eloquent in your buzzed state.
You saw him withdraw— as if he did not really disagree with your opinion. You noticed that this was becoming a pattern with him— there's a place in his mind he runs to.
Skywalker puts his drink to his lips and he grimaces at the taste. You chuckled at his expression. "What is drinking also forbidden?"
"Not entirely"
"But you don't?" You pried. Skywalker does not answer.
Perhaps the act of his drinking was an attempt to spite the Order he holds with utmost importance. If they can lie to him, he can do this.
The bartender comes back to refill both your drinks.
"You Jedi, holy, righteous saints," You thought out loud. "Honestly, your denial of emotions is the reason why you're so susceptible to giving into them...in extreme amounts"
"Yeah?" Skywalker turns to face you with eyes narrowed, locking into yours. Wanting to defend his beliefs. "And you're so sure your Sith manners are superior to our constraint?"
"I'm not a Sith" You cringed at the thought.
Skywalker's head retorts. "But you're Dooku's apprentice"
"Doesn't mean I'd give in to his cruelty"
"So you're not a Sith, what are you?"
You scoffed a breathless laugh, what are you? who are you really?
You got caught by his gaze. For a moment, you felt like you were willing to talk to Skywalker nakedly. To let him in. His eyes seemed inviting enough to let you vent out.
But you looked away.
"The same as you" That much you could say, an elusive comparison. You took a slower sip of your drink. "Perfectly crafted weapons, targeted at the right people."
Skywalker's expression softens. You thought, there was some sort of understanding he contemplated on. He, the peacekeeper reduced into a hound dog for the Republic, and you, the oppressed become a warrior leaving bloodshed.
You place your glass down, deciding you've had enough for the night. The alcohol was supposed to make you forget for a moment, but it just made you feel like you wanted to ball up and cry.
"You're right, you know," Skywalker says after a while. "I don't agree that we should keep repressing our emotions"
You wondered if he'd been able to say that out loud to any of his Jedi accomplices before.
"It's not evil to use it." You shrugged.
"You give in to it because it's reliable, it delivers you results. Anger is not supposed to be antagonized, it's your mind communicating how it feels it has been wronged. How you act on it is what matters. Anger is... corrosive, as much as it is helpful" You recognized your words as some of what Count Dooku has taught you. Lessons you lived by, lessons that made you an effective force wielder.
You sadly thought about the many ways these lessons are now tainted with resentment. Because all of it had been for nothing. All of it had been to serve your master's interests, and he needed you to be his tool, his weapon.
You were snapped out of your thoughts by Skywalker raising a hand for the bartender to refill his drink.
"Did Dooku teach you that?" Skywalker's eyes were hooded, the intoxication manifested in his eyes. Everything else seems perfectly controlled, and you find yourself growing jealous of that, because now, your cheeks are warm, hands held tightly into fists, heart beating rapidly.
"You forget, he was once a Jedi, he was proudest of his padawan, Qui Gon Jinn"
Skywalker looks down as if he is remembering too "He was the best of us"
You're flooded with the many situations in which Dooku has made it clear you'd never be half as good as Qui Gon Jinn. "Indeed" You answered with a clipped voice.
"I think he realized the importance of acknowledging the presence of our emotions and how to act without being informed by it" Skywalker narrates. "It never meant much to me, I was too young to understand."
Then he smiles, but one out of a resignation. "I still don't know how to"
You mirrored his expression, surprised by the similarity you shared.
It's easier to imagine not giving in to rage when you're not nearly drowning in it. But it eats at your soul. It corrupts, and in the heat of the moment, it feels more cathartic to find a release by giving in to the destruction. At least, for you, your anger has always defined you. Why seek to control it when it is the only thing that can protect you? Maybe Qui Gon Jinn was really better than you, in that sense. Dooku has never really finished your training. He utilized the way you were an angry little thing.
"The answer must be in the attempt" You look up to Anakin.
It must have been the alcohol, but for one moment, you saw Anakin Skywalker smile with some sort of understanding.
The Bartender takes a long look before the both of you. "Your poisons not going to refill by itself you know" He had a sour expression you wanted to laugh at. "Pay up, then I'll leave 'ya to 'yer business"
"Oh, right, my companion here was just telling me how we'll pay you up" You raised both your wrists to Skywalker, to make it painfully obvious that you won't be able to use the force.
Skywalker's eyebrows knit when he realized what you were asking him to do.
"You don't also happen to have a spare room or two to stay for the night now, wouldn't you?" You quirked.
The Bartender eyes you both suspiciously. Skywalker sighs and raises his fingers, not taking his eyes off of you when he said "We're your guests and you'll give us a room to stay for the night"
You saw the idea sink to the Bartender, he nods and pours both your glasses. "Follow me" He smiles complacently.
"Thank you" You mouthed, taking your last shot and standing up to follow the bartender.
"I'm not sleeping on the floor" You crossed your arms as you stared at the singular bed in front of you.
Skywalker sighs almost imperceptibly. "Well, are you sure you don't have an other rooms left?" He turns to the Bartender who shakes his head profusely.
Skywalker's shoulder slumps, he walks towards the bed, tossing the pillow on the floor.
Skywalker shifts uncomfortably on the floor. "Good night" He mutters.
"Good night" You answered, sitting at the edge of the bed.
You wanted to tell him he can take the bed. You knew you're not going to sleep. The small voice festering your mind was commanding you to stay awake, to not lay vulnerable in a room with Anakin Skywalker.
He swore never to hurt you.
You can't entirely reason out the voice that remained. You can't hint that some part of you is still scared.
Not when Kenobi is apparently alive. You were anticipating he'd bring it up. The very reason you were working with him is because he wanted to avenge his master.
You relied on his grief for mercy, without it, you're not quite sure if you mattered to him anymore.
Will he turn me in? Will I live the rest of my days rotting in Coruscant?
But he did not abandon you tonight. Not yet.
Maybe he was too wounded by what the Jedi Council did to him to decide what your future will be like. It was odd, how you were discovering so many layers to Anakin Skywalker. It hadn't been so long ago when he was just a face you encountered on the battlefields of the war. Now, he feels more... real, it's quite unsettling.
To realize that even a Jedi, who is supposed to live by being of service to others, can act according to his grief. To see the chosen one lied to by the Council that was supposed to be nourishing him. To see yourself in his conflict, his anger, and his suffering. To have the bed when he's supposed to be hating on you.
You thought, perhaps you were more similar than you want to admit. He listens to your philosophies. And you don't like how he looks at you like he thinks you're still worth saving.
You won't allow him to know you. It will be an open invitation for humiliation.
In the morning, you'll have to meet with your inevitable faith.
The initial buzz of the alcohol died and you're only left with your heavy heart.
It kept bringing you back to the truth that Count Dooku, the closest thing you could've called a father, sent bounty hunters to ensure your death.
You were lost. There's nothing left to lose.
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writing the politics of star wars is so challenging as it is stimulating (bc if i'm taking account of the canonical setting, i think filoni has some bias from where he stands), this whole story began as a self-indulgent enemies to lovers fic, writing a background for a reader (which acts as my original character) whilst not really finding sense in the whole 'seperatists movement' is quite... the challenge 😄 though, i hope that i can establish a set of values for the reader character so she can be believable and worth rooting for.
anyway, it's not that serious 😭 i just want to make sure that the time you spend reading this is worth it esp since i'm planning a really painful slow burn (bc it's what gets me personally haha!). so thank you for the continued support and interest darlings🩷
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Writing Patterns (Tag Game)
Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there’s a pattern!
Thanks for the tag @tennessoui! This is a fun one, and I absolutely know right away that it's going to call me out LMAO.
Obi-Wan watched as the speeder screeched to a halt, breathing an explosive sigh of relief as Master Windu and Anakin leapt out at Moralo Eval with their sabers drawn. (I'm Losing It, and I'm Losing You Too)
It creeps up on Obi-Wan innocently enough, so slowly that he doesn’t notice it at first. (Suffocate Me (I'm Still Breathing))
The first time it happened, Anakin was a mere fifteen years of age. A fact that Obi-Wan first became painfully aware of that night, much to his chagrin. (Get My Way)
The galaxy was burning. (Those Eyes Like Fire)
It was an uneventful night, one of many. (the way you bend, the way you break)
Footsteps, measured and controlled, echoed against the high vaulted ceiling of the Temple as Obi-Wan strode through the empty corridor. (Taste of the Divine)
It feels like things between them have changed overnight. (out of our hands)
Fingers trailed against vines framing crumbling brick, stiff and sharp in death. (lure me into your lethal kiss)
It started like this. (the way you say my name)
Sleep is an enigma, a foreign concept these days, despite how desperately he needs a good nights rest. (Falling Deep Into You)
It's painfully obvious that I love me a good emphatic, short one-liner HAHAHA.
No pressure tags: @palfriendpatine66, @thegingerwrites, @dreaminghour, @underacalicosky, @barmadumet, @amadwinter.
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The day Obi-Wan died, a piece of Anakin went with him.
He'd grieved him the way the Earth grieves the sun in winter, a more apt metaphor because like the sun, he came back. When the sun returns, the ground celebrates it, relishes in the warmth and light as consistent as it had been at the beginning of time.
But suns had been nothing but cruel to him. Anakin remembered a time when he craved that warmth compared to the chilled void that was space. He remembered crouching in the corner, back to the metal hull separating their cots to the ship's beating heart, until Obi-Wan had tugged at his sleeve and brought him back to bed.
The next time he'd return to Tatooine, it would be to deliver his mother's body home. He'd stopped associating himself with that desert wasteland soon after, didn't bother visiting his surviving relatives when they'd left her to rot. They could die there, for all he'd cared. They probably would.
The Knight hadn't felt a rage akin to that since the day Rako Hardeen shot a hole through his Master's chest. Anger came easier when the enemy was a stranger. Now, it just felt like punishment.
Heat. Hot. Cruel. Obi-Wan was alive, and Anakin's temperature ran a high as the sand under the desert sun.
The man's profile stood out strong against Coruscant's skyline, features prominent and doused in shadow as he recounted what he'd managed to find on his mission. It had been an overwhelming success. His death had been entirely convincing in attracting the attention of Moralo Eval, Obi-Wan's high-standing status as a senior Jedi a worthy enough wager to outweigh suspicious and favor respect in the Republic Prison. His Master had the Council's full approval, and that was a wager heavy enough to outweigh Anakin's.
"Your death was most convincing," Plo Koon commented, voice crackling through the holocom.
Obi-Wan paused. "I'm not the one to thank for that."
Anakin had left before he could be formally dismissed, and his Master hadn't stopped him.
Anakin wanted desperately to hate him. He wanted Obi-Wan to beg for his forgiveness, for ruining something perfect they'd had together. He wanted to hate him for lying, for letting him grieve, for using Anakin like a pawn and then pushing him to the side when he was no longer needed. He wanted to hate him for taking away the last piece of home the Knight felt he had left.
But the war would and did continue along without them, and the months after were akin to grieving a second death. Anakin grieved the way his Master's gaze made his skin crawl, the way it made him want to break. Obi-Wan was infuriatingly calm, as unshakable as a tree braving the wind of the storm, and Anakin wanted to grab him and make him scream just so he wasn't alone, just so he would admit he felt the distance between them as potently as the Knight did. He wanted to drag Obi-Wan into the guilt, the hurt, the loss that he'd left his best friend alone in. He wanted Obi-Wan to say he was sorry.
Time eventually eroded away the sharper edges of their broken halves. By the time their wounds had healed, they just didn't fit together anymore.
The day Obi-Wan died, a piece of Anakin went with him. It would be the only part of him his Master got to keep.
#anakin and obi wan#anakin skywalker#anakin x obi wan#obi wan kenobi#obikin#star wars#rako hardeen arc#i wish they'd touched more on this in the series fr#such a great arc and they should've fought in the aftermath sorry#vent writing#anakin's pov so consider that bias
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Y'know, like a bear or a twunk or something
He's not really in the scene or anything, he just happens to fuck guys
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This has been by far the hardest ask I've ever sent, I'm still not fully convinced you didn't ban mobile-me or something 💀😂
Technical issues aside, to the actual ask!
There is a lot there I'm curious about! I'm not even touching Umbara tho, no thanks, still not over it the winner is: Western AU outline! 👀 I'm in a yeehaw mood 💜
LOL I don't know why my tumblr wouldn't let you send an ask. I swear you're not banned!
The Umbara one is actually funnier than you would think. It's an abandoned wip at this point, but I still think the premise is just weird enough to be interesting. It's an isekai fic where the reader wakes up on Umbara during that arc, knowing everything that's going to happen and trying to prevent it. I just really wanted an excuse to meet real life Fives and be surrounded by clones
The Western AU! It's a Cad Bane x Reader fic, so I'm not sure how much you'd be into that XD I haven't gotten far with it yet, so I'll just give you a quick rundown of the plot:
Reader gets held up during a train robbery by the outlaws Moralo Eval and Cad Bane. Eval decides he likes her as his prize, and Bane doesn't have time to argue the point about taking hostages.
They tie her up and take her with them back to their camp. Eval wants to "claim" his prize, and Bane tells him to knock off with that shit.
Eval doesn't, and Bane shoots him.
Reader expects she'll be next, but instead, Bane gives her Eval's horse and tells her to leave. He'll have moved on by the time she can alert the law, and now he gets to keep all the loot for himself.
"Ain't no use shootin' a pretty lady. Waste of a sweet, warm body."
So he's not exactly a gentleman, but he doesn't hurt her, and he lets her go. She keeps thinking about that, even after she finds a nearby town and tells the sheriff (with very poor directions back to the camp), and even after she returns home, safe and sound. To a cold house and an even less warm husband.
She thought that was the last she would see of the outlaw, until one night when she notices a light on in the barn.
#cad bane x reader#star wars#western au#star wars western#outlaw cad bane#doublesunsets#that's as far as i got but pretty much reader is going to run off with a sexy outlaw
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We need to talk about the Rako Hardeen arc. Namely, how circumstances lined up so it really couldn't have been anyone other than Obi-Wan going undercover.
The Council is told there is a plot to assassinate the Chancellor. This plot involves Eval Moralo gathering up a bunch of the Best of the Best bounty hunters to determine who the Actual Best is, and have them be the one to kill the chancellor. Was this his own idea? Who knows.
The Council feels that the best way to stop this is to infiltrate the group of bounty hunters. They can't just make up a new bounty hunter--they wouldn't have enough of a reputation for Eval to trust them. But they also needed a bounty hunter that didn't have a lot of close contacts, who would know if something was Off about how he was acting. Which is how they end up settling on Rako Hardeen.
As it stands, Rako Hardeen has not done anything impressive enough to even be considered for this bounty hunter party, so they need to contrive a situation that puts him on people's radars. They also don't know where Eval's little get together is happening, but they do know he's currently in jail and planning a jail break. So they want something big enough that their chosen bounty hunter will end up in prison alongside Eval and can help him escape to garner some trust.
So you have a bounty hunter from Concord Dawn who doesn't have many close contacts, has a reputation for being a sharpshooter, and can easily be put into position and then replaced. Who are you going to have play this guy? Well, you need someone who knows about the culture of Concord Dawn--and its complicated relationship with Mandalore. Someone who perhaps speaks some of the language. And someone who is a decent enough marksman. Also, it's convenient that if the person who is to play him has a part in giving him the necessary street cred.
So of course, Obi-Wan ends up being chosen for this part. He knows about Mandalorian culture and history, and probably a fair amount about Concord Dawn as well. He possibly speaks some of the language (never confirmed). He's a good marskman. And he is a High General, a Council member, visible enough that if Rako Hardeen were to actually kill him, it would make a huge splash.
I don't think Palpatine told the Jedi who to use. At most, he may have found a way to plant the idea of Rako Hardeen being their fall man, knowing it would probably lead to Obi-Wan ending up in the position.
As for Anakin not being told--operational security is a serious issue, one that has blown up in their faces before. Is it worth risking the life of the chancellor--of Anakin's friend and mentor--just to reassure Anakin in the short term? It's not like Anakin wouldn't have learned the truth after the assassination attempt was foiled. And anyway, we see him being angry in the moment, but that's also probably partly because he could have unintentionally hurt Obi-Wan. We don't see any lingering anger or trust issues because of this (though it's also a kids' show that doesn't always follow through).
So yeah. Once Rako Hardeen was chosen, it was inevitable that Obi-Wan would be the one who was "killed" to go undercover into the role. It couldn't have been anyone else, at that point.
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