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the ache of nostalgia

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in fox’s defense, he didn’t know WHO the chair belonged to

(quinlan did)

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Korkie is Obi-Wan's bastard pass it on

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Is there a word that’s a mix between angry and sad

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there are certain codywan tropes that will always get me.

the oh moment

the 'after the war' promise

Obi-Wan asking/offering Cody to drop formalities and call him by his first name (in various colours, flavours, shapes and sizes)

Obi-Wan flirting with Cody and blushing like a maiden when Cody flirts back

Cody knowing exactly what he's doing to his General and exploiting it

Obi-Wan losing his eloquence in Cody's proximity

Cody being his usual brilliant, no nonsense, smart as fuck self

hands!

one is or both of them are touch starved

Cody being a romantic

Their banter

Obi-Wan pining from afar but never doing anything about it

Knuckle kisses

Obi-Wan tracing Cody's scar

unofficially married they just don't know it yet

just having each other to rely and fall back on in all kinds of ways

Obi-Wan just being absolutely enamoured

Cody being the sun

Cody and his fixation with Obi-Wans eyes

shared custody of Obi-Wans lightsaber

Duty above love even though there's so much love

hugs. hugs. hugs. embrace. holding each other.

Obi-Wan info dumping in ADHD and Cody being all heart-eyes.

The fear of rejection but just wanting the other to be happy

"my dear Commander" , "darling"

TBC

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Yeah, sure, we could be sad about the deaths of so many of their friends and family, we could be sad that Yoda's only company is a ghost who is reminding him of all the dead grandbabies that are no longer with them OR-- I could absolutely lose my shit at how annoying Obi-Wan is EVEN AS A GHOST. LOOK AT HIM HE HAS CLEARLY BEEN BOTHERING YODA FOR AWHILE NOW "YOU'RE STILL HERE?" YODA ASKS WHILE OBI-WAN IS DELIBERATELY LOUNGING AGAINST YODA'S TABLE WITH THE MOST INSUFFERABLE GRIN ON HIS FACE AND THEN FOLLOWS YODA AROUND ON HIS MENTAL HEALTH WALK BOTHERING HIM WITH MEMORIES OF WHEN HE WAS A YOUNGLING AND YODA MADE PASTRIES WHILE BANT HELPED WITH THE FILLING IT'S SO FUCKING CUTE AND HILARIOUS (BECAUSE OBI-WAN IS THE FUNNIEST GHOST IN THIS GALAXY) WE'RE NOT EVEN THINKING ABOUT HOW BANT IS DEAD AND NO MORE JEDI BABIES WILL GET TO HELP YODA MAKE DUMPLING FILLING

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Maybe something for the bruck chun has a crush?👀

Okay, so Qui-Gon never found Obi-Wan when Xanatos sold him off to the mines, half a decade later Qui-Gon and his Padawan Bruck Chun are on Mandalore protecting the Duchess when Bruck meets a very interesting individual.

Snippet:

Bruck stared at the lightsaber, a hint of horror dawning on him as muted recognition set in. He twisted the hilt in his hand, noting that while it had been adapted, the original hilt had very clearly been built for a smaller hand—a child’s hand. 

He tightened his grip around the hilt, a snarl slipping free as he glared at the armored figure that had just saved them. “Where did you get this?”

The figure turned towards him, the still lit lightsaber humming threateningly. “It’s mine.”

Bruck narrowed his eyes. “Is it your trophy? Do you hang it on your best, proof of you skill.”

He knew the history between Mandalorians and Jedi, but this, this. “Hand it over, Chun.”

Bruck didn’t ask how the Mandalorian knew his name, he’d been guarding Satine for several months, and it was no real surprise that there were those who’d learned his identity.

“He was a kid. Do you tell people that when you show off your trophy?”

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I'm not going in any specific order, just in the order in which these prompts nudge at me. This one is from @bolithesenate. Not entirely sure this is what you were imagining... the crime got replaced by Dooku being... Dooku-y and judgmental. It also got a little longer than planned... But I kind of want to play with Komari and Obi-Wan some more... so maybe???

*tosses Komari & Obi or Rael & Obi as Master-Padawan pairs here and runs away real quick*. I just like imagining the total chaos these would bring. Especially the Komari & Obi,,,, what crimes would they commit.

Yan stared down at the tiny thing—an initiate in pristine white tunics, staring up at him with wide, guileless eyes—in front of him. “What is this, Komari?” he asked, edging away.

“My new padawan,” his apprentice informed him, tone nearly belligerent.

Yan sent her his most censuring look, but Komari didn’t quail or retreat. Instead her jaw jutted out in sheer obstinance. It was… unusual. Komari had always been nearly desperate to keep him happy with her, but in this moment, such thoughts seemed to be the furthest thing from her mind.

“You are a padawan,” he informed her. “And still several years away from your knighting.” He glanced back at the—oh Force—child, who was still watching him silently, those wide eyes making Yan entirely uncomfortable.

“Well, he will be my padawan,” Komari informed him, not even the slightest bit deterred. “His name is Obi-Wan Kenobi. I found him and a padawan crawling through the air ducts trying to get into the kitchens.” She sounded disgustingly proud. “I’m going to teach him how to do it better.”

Yan wanted to know what, exactly, Komari had been doing investigating the air ducts, but decided that was a lesser concern at the moment. “And where is this other initiate?”

“Quinlan’s a padawan, Master Dooku,” the initiate corrected him. “Master Tholme took him on as soon as he turned ten.”

Tholme. Tholme was from Qui-Gon’s creche clan, he remembered. A Shadow. Yan had heard that he’d taken on some sort of rapscallion apprentice, but he hadn’t had a reason to be introduced. “And how old are you?” Yan asked the initiate.

The initiate shifted on his feet a little. No sense of confidence, Yan diagnosed. They’d have to do something about that. 

Force, no, there would be no doing something about anything. Because this was not Komari’s future padawan. 

“Eight,” the initiate told him.

Five years until the child was thirteen. It was possible that Komari would be knighted by then. But highly unlikely.

Yan narrowed his eyes at the child, who didn’t look away. Perhaps he didn’t lack confidence entirely; Yan was aware that many of the younger generations considered him… intimidating. An impression he had done nothing to try to alleviate.

“Well, Initiate Kenobi, I’m afraid that Komari is mistaken. She will be returning you to the Initiate Quarters immediately.” He turned his gaze on Komari, making certain that it was perfectly clear that he would not take her insubordination on this matter.

Komari glared at him, but wrapped an arm around the Initiate’s shoulders. “Come on, Obi-Wan. I’ll take you back to the Initiate Quarters. For now.”

Yan shook his head as she left with the initiate in tow.

Her future padawan indeed. Yan thought not.

5 years later

“Where is Knight Vosa?” Yan asked, searching through the ranks of Jedi. Galidraan’s air was cold against his skin where his robes did not protect him. They were preparing to approach the Mandalorian encampment with orders to surrender, but he could not find his former apprentice.

Knight Thriff winced. “Uh, the padawan said something about a bad feeling?” Thriff said. “Knight Vosa decided they needed to investigate. They left before dawn. No one knows where they went.”

Yan had not expected for Komari to be knighted so soon, but finding Initiate Kenobi five years ago had lit a fire inside of her that he hadn’t been able to temper. She’d been determined to be knighted in time to take Initiate Kenobi on.

She had dedicated herself so entirely to her training that Yan had run out of reasons to keep from Knighting her three months before the boy’s thirteenth birthday. She had arrived at the Council Chamber the day after her knighting with Kenobi in tow and the first bead already picked out for his braid.

The council had agreed unanimously to allow the partnership, despite Yan’s own concerns on the matter. Mace had actually gone so far as to tell him that the shatterpoint between the two of them was bright and beautiful and that Mace expected great things from them.

He had not wanted her to bring her new padawan with them to potentially fight Mandalorians. But Komari had been adamant that she wasn’t leaving him behind at the temple.

His comlink chimed.

He pulled it from his utility belt. “Master Dooku,” he answered curtly. 

“Master.” That was Komari’s voice. “There’s a second encampment of Mandalorians in the southern quarter to blame for the death of the civilians in this quarter,” she informed him. “Death Watch.”

“How do you know this?” he asked, surprised. “We had no intel—“

“Well, Obi-Wan and I found the intel,” Komari said. “I’ve left Obi-Wan with the True Mandalorians—“

Horror filled him. “You what?”

“—Fett and I are investigating this second encampment. I’ve negotiated a temporary truce between our group and his.”

”You—“

“See you soon, Master.” The comm call cut out.

Yan felt the wind curl around him as it blew. He was not sure whether it was that or the sense that Komari was falling further and further from his reach that sent the chill down his back.

“Your Master is going to be okay,” Mand’alor Fett comforted a shaking Padawan Kenobi where the boy hovered over Komari’s sleeping form. Yan stood a few steps away, staring down at his unconscious former padawan, bacta patches over her side where a slug thrower had ripped into her.

Yan knew that it was likely his responsibility to comfort his grandpadawan, but he had never been good at comforting. Nor could he bring himself to do so when it was, in many ways, young Padawan Kenobi’s fault that Komari had been hurt.

If she had just listened to Yan and left the boy at the temple… But no, the boy had run into the battle against Death Watch despite orders to stay out of it.

“She’s a fighter,” Fett continued.

“It’s my fault. I should have stayed out, like she told me, too,” Kenobi whispered.

“You should have,” Fett agreed, not bothering to soften that blow. “Kyr’tsad isn’t the place for an ad, but you saved Myles’ and Alena’s lives. We won’t forget that.” Fett rested a hand on Kenobi’s shoulder. “You were trying to protect people, your Master is going to be proud of you for that.” He stood from his kneeling position. “Come on, I told Vosa that I’d keep you safe until you were off planet. Let’s see what we can do about teaching you to use a blaster in the time we have left.”

Yan watched as Fett led a reluctant Padawan Kenobi away. Yan looked down at his former apprentice. He remembered when she had been entirely devoted to him. But that hadn’t been the case in nearly five years. Now her devotion lay elsewhere. Yan had never thought he’d yearn for those days. But at least then, she’d have listened to his words of caution.

Still, perhaps she would listen now, when he cautioned her about her padawan.

If the two of them were not careful, they would stain the legacy of their lineage.

10 years later

“You trained her well,” his Master said, voice low and cruel. “Perhaps, too well.”

“She is a credit to my lineage,” Yan said, keeping his voice even. He hadn’t been pleased when Komari had been chosen to go to Naboo to spring the trap that his master had set. It could be no coincidence that it was one of his own apprentices sent. He knew that his Master was attempting to ensure that his ties to the Jedi be more… permanently cut.

A sickening part of him had just been grateful that it hadn’t been Qui-Gon that had been sent. Qui-Gon who, when he was honest with himself, he could acknowledge as loving most. But then, if Qui-Gon had been sent, then perhaps his Master would not be quite so displeased with him. Qui-Gon had always been something of a maverick, but a maverick who could be depended on to follow certain expectations.

Qui-Gon would have removed the Queen from the planet, would have gotten her to Coruscant to plead her case.

Komari and her padawan had never been quite so predictable. Galidraan had been the start, but not the end, of disobeyed orders and unsavory partnerships. Yan had fought constantly with the horror that could not quite stop the pride he felt when Komari and Obi-Wan became known as the team to send before the boy had even turned seventeen.

Perhaps Yan should have known that Komari and Obi-Wan would have ruined his Master’s plans now. But, neither he nor his Master had expected for Komari and Obi-Wan to join forces with the Queen, her handmaidens, and a force of Mandalorians to take the planet back.

Yan wasn’t even sure how they’d gotten word out to the Mandalorians that they required aid. But then, his former apprentice and her apprentice had always been remarkably capable and entirely unorthodox.

He had tried to caution Komari against maintaining the friendship she had built with Jango Fett ten years ago on Galidraan, but she had retained it regardless. Had done worse and encouraged an impressionable young Obi-Wan’s own friendships with the two Mandalorians he had saved on that Galidraan battlefield.

The fruits of that relationship had borne out now. Naboo relieved from their blockade before his Master could use the circumstance to gain the power he desired and his Master’s more brutish apprentice—Darth Maul—captured and contained.

“A credit to your lineage,” his Master repeated, disgust cool beneath the words. “There will be consequences to this setback, Tyrannous.”

“I understand,” Yan said evenly. He steeled his heart. He knew what this would require

He had lost Komari fifteen years ago, when she had arrived in his quarters with an eight year old initiate with wide, guileless eyes. It had been a gradual loss. That his new Master sought to make it permanent… Yan had made his choice.

But perhaps…

Yan did not allow his new Master to see the small kernel of hope that burned in his chest that maybe his former apprentice would subvert his expectations in this, just as she had in everything else since that day fifteen years ago.

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Aggressive PSA About Dick Grayson

I’m going to address the two ton elephant in the fandom: the fan interpretation of Dick Grayson. 

Dick Grayson is not an eternally happy-go-lucky, trusting, or friendly guy. There, I said it. Dick has flaws. Bring on the pitchforks, fandom, I’ll fight you to the death. I’m glad that Dick Grayson is such a popular character, but the fact that so many people characterize him wrong drives me crazy. 

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A History of Modern Palestine: One Land, Two Peoples

Where Now for Palestine?: The Demise of the Two-State Solution

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The one-state solution: A breakthrough for peace in the Israeli-Palestinian deadlock

The Persistence of the Palestinian Question: Essays on Zionism and the Palestinians

Fateful Triangle: The United States, Israel and the Palestinians

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JUST THA BOYS.

artist: kryptik_studio

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The clones go back in time to fix the galaxy. The only problem?

They're all ghosts and the only one who can see them is Obi-wan.

Who is 3.

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I headcanon that all of Yoda's finest teacups were made by younglings

In fact most masters of the order's finest teacups were made during crèche crafting time when the kids were learning pottery.

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How about something for Commander Swap 👀

So the Commander Swap AU is one that I am actually cowriting with @babygirlbridger! The very basic premise, essentially, is that Cody and Fox's postings are swapped from the very beginning--with Cody becoming the head of the Coruscant Guard, and Fox becoming the Marshal Commander of the 3rd Systems alongside General Kenobi and the 212th.

Cody makes this the Senate's (and especially the Chancellor's) problem. He is a tactical genius, after all, posted on the homefront and lacking adequate enrichment. Jedi Shadow Vos maybe has to get involved a little bit.

Fox makes it Obi-Wan’s, but Obi-Wan is also very good at being a problem so it's all fair, really. I'm sure the way the general’s limping and the angry red lines down the commander's back and the suspicious thumping from their respective quarters are no cause for alarm.

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Writing a Star Wars au where obi wan is maces padawan but obi wan and qui gon are still close and they annoy the order by being like cats who consistently bring mice to your door.

Amazing, I love it, them still being inexplicably close cause the Force Decrees it and Mace is like ...padawan pls, have some standards.

Them as cats bapbapbap-ing each other in the hallways and dragging trouble to Mace's doorstep.

I also interpreted it as like they take turns being the cat and mouse and it's like oh look Qui-Gon's kidnapped the ginger padawan again and he returns Obi-Wan to Mace covered in mud. 4ft teenybopper Obi-Wan dragging 7ft passed out Qui-Gon to Yoda/Dooku’s doorstep like "I have been successful in my hunt! Praise me! :3 also Master Jinn got suuper poisoned by a plant he ate while we were out so good luck bye 👋"

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Your opinions on Rael Aveross? Yee-haw, or no howdy?

Oh, YEE-HAW. Giddy up, Rael Averross!

I admit, it took me a sec to warm up to Rael. If you include Dooku's Sith-era when he was self-medicating with apprentices, the man trained so many students already, characters ripe to be fleshed out, and now instead they invent a new one?? And it's this cowboy-ass talking motherfucker?? (The audiobook voice didn't do me any favors.)

But THEN. Rael. Under that crack cowboy exterior, this is such a fascinating character. He is clearly Dooku's firstborn son - a duelist, Council problem child, card-carrying disaster lineage asshole with all the requisite drama and trauma - but he also has some wonderful warmth to the character. He treats Qui-Gon like a baby brother. He checks in on Dooku's emotional health repeatedly and isn't afraid to speak the truth in love to him. (Hell, he confronts him about his feelings for Sifo-Dyas?) He talks about Master and Padawan dynamics in terms of love and family. He's physically affectionate. He smokes, he curses, he drinks. He fucks. He also says, of Yoda, and I'm quoting directly from Gray's Master and Apprentice novel here: "up the hell, he should shut." There was no going back for me with the character at that point.

I think I like Rael most of all for how he shows us what a Jedi can look like. And for how tremendously his inclusion fleshes out Dooku, in turn, especially early in his life.