#Thank you for asking Dya

[charmwasjess]

6, 13 and 18 (Dooku) for the fandom ask, please :D

6) Show us a bit of a WIP!

:D You get the Sifo + Dooku + Time Travel Piece that I'm "definitely" "not" "writing." Some Asajj + 20 year old Dooku team-up nobody asked for. Especially not Asajj. -

Asajj studied him again, more appraisingly this time. He did look disconcertingly familiar.

Did Dooku have an heir that she’d never heard about? She’d clocked the boy as younger, what with all his naivete and whining, but now that she really looked at him… Nineteen? Maybe twenty years old? The age lined up disconcertingly well with Dooku’s first days as Count. A hereditary title, after all, passed from father to son. The idea of Dooku reproducing was nauseating, of course, though it was at least a little funny to imagine the former Jedi’s face upon being informed that House Serenno required his “gift” to ensure the bloodline’s survival.

But no. Why would House Serenno surrender an heir to the Jedi? She didn’t need to see the long braid to recognize that this was clearly one of their Padawan Learners; he reeked of a sheltered Temple upbringing. She could practically smell the refectory milk on his breath.

“Why do you want to be the one to kill Count Dooku so badly, anyway?” she asked, instead.

“He killed my best friend!” His voice broke on the word best, but his fury streaked, vibrant as a comet in the Force.

Asajj almost choked on her laugh. It was so melodramatic. Cliche. Like a line from an overwrought holonovel, spinning out in predictable plot hooks before her eyes. This Jedi child was pathetic. She ought to get them into space and send him to look for Dooku out the airlock. It seemed like it would save her and the Jedi both a lot of trouble.

She thought of her sisters.

Vengeance. Thick and sweet and tangy, like spoiled cream clinging to her tongue. It belonged to her, but no less to the others whose lives Dooku had crushed out for no better reason than because he could. She was here to glut on the Count’s blood. Who was she to deny this hungry child his own right to the feast? Dooku made a big corpse. There was plenty for all.

“Do you know how to sit down and shut up?” Asajj turned briskly to the ship controls. They had already wasted too much time.

“Yes.” A lie. She could tell that without even looking at him.

“Yes, what?” She prompted, glancing back. Maybe she just wanted to hear him try to call her “my lady” in that ridiculous, overformal Coruscanti accent of his.

He swallowed audibly, clearly uncertain. He glanced again at the twin lightsabers at her waist and seemed to decide. “Yes, Master.”

Asajj couldn't help the small, startled laugh that broke from her chest. That hadn’t been what she was expecting. No one had ever called her that. She felt surprised at the strength of her own reaction. Perhaps this would actually be amusing. At least, for a little while.

“What is your name?”

“My name?”

Asajj rolled her eyes. “You have a name? Or should I just refer to you as ‘idiot’?”

She watched his hesitation, saw those big, guileless brown eyes drift and refocus. Black fucking stars, he lied artlessly, like a child.

“Sifo-Dyas. My name is Sifo-Dyas.”

13)What's a character or ship you haven't written/drawn yet but would like to some day?

I know I went backwards here writing the most unknown/unpopular character in the series with Sifo-Dyas to the most popular, but I'd really like to spend a little bit more time with Obi-Wan. He's got a large role in the next chapter of Twelves Months to Murder Count Dooku and I'm really excited. I really like the character. Kenobi changed something for me about him.

18) Type [charater]'s name and tell us what the autocomplete suggests as the next word

Lolol. "Dooku FOUGHT." "Dooku only" and "Dooku Nu" were other suggestions. Yeah, that really says it all. No notes, google.

[bolithesenate]

Hi! For some reason it wont let me ask from the blog I want it to, which is why the random name, but I really love your stuff! Quick question - what do you think would he Dooku/Sifo Dyas/Jocasta/Jaster’s main rule(s) for Padawans/foundling-child-thingy?

Sorry if this is boring or smthing its just Ive decided your word on these things is law!

Thank you!!! Xxxxxxx

eyyy!! never apologize for blessing my inbox with asks! especially not about the blorbos!!

Now, I'm not entirely sure on what you mean with 'what their main rules on children' are.... but that just means my answer gets to be more elaborate.

Sifo-Dyas:

In my head he is the most child loving of the bunch. He would THRIVE on taking a Padawan and honestly I could even see him have a biological child most out of all four of them. But he bars himself from either because of his visions – since there's no telling on how they would interact with a Master/Padawan bond or smt similar he isn't willing to risk a child's wellbeing for his own desires.

That being said, he lives all the more vicariously through Dooku and Jocasta when they take Padawans. (As well as visits the Crèche any day he can) In any universe he and Jaster are a thing he definitely tries his best to be of assistance there as well, even if just as a long-distance-father. He doesn't care if someone claims it's attachment. Raising children is only good and just and if he can help in ANY capacity he will do so and you'd have to kill him first to make him stop.

(And even then his Force ghost probably would find ways to meddle)

Dooku:

Dad-in-denial-supreme.

His stuck-up ass will loudly proclaim he doesn't like children and that they are too noisy and erratic and then turn around and immediately take the next best street urchin under his wing. Provided they look at a lightsaber with even a modicum of interest.

I mean, considering the NUMEROUS apprentices he has in the different flavors of canon (Rael, Qui-Gon, Komari, Sev'rance, Grievous, Assaij, Savage) this man simply is MADE to teach.

In fact, people wiser than me (hi Jess), have famously said that he'll actually go stir-crazy if he doesnt have someone to drill in makashi.

He isn't the best at emotions, but that's what he has Sifo for. And also he WILL offer each and every one of his Padawans/Apprentices/pseudo-children a place in House Serenno's actual lineage, even if just to spite his dead father and brother. But only after they turn 18/are knighted. Whichever comes first. (similarely to Jaster, he refuses to paint any more of a target on a child's back than strictly necessary)

Jaster:

As absolutely child-loving as most Mandos are. He would have adopted many more children already if not for the target that his existence as Mand'alor paints on them.

So while he tries to find them good homes, unless he is directly responsible for them or honor bound in some other way to adopt, he might refuse to say the words (even if it pains him gravely).

In any universe where he's in a relationship with the rest of the blorbos, you better bet he sees their Padawans as his foundlings-by-extension. Even if all the Jedi WILL argue that it is not the same (except Sifo, Sifo can has and will support this interpretation of the Master-Padawan bond until his dying breath). Although, again, he might not ever make it official. Politicians have many enemies. MANDALORIAN politicians doubly so. That isn't beneficial for a child's health long-term.

In any universe where he never gets to be Mand'alor tho he has like 10 foundlings MINIMUM.

Jocasta:

Last but not least. For her, children/padawans were a very distant thought most of her life. Biological ones she would never have in my opinion – either she's infertile to begin with or she got a permanent solution to prevebt pregnancy early on.

And while she did eventually take on three Padawans (yes, Olee counts even if she was stolen from her), she always considered them more students/peers than children in the familial sense. She just isn't very maternal in any capacity, but that is fine.

While she isn't involved a lot in the child-rearing aspects of whatever kids the other three drag along, she very much IS always up for bending some rules in favor of her precious nepo-niblings. Being the Head Archivist lets you get away with quite a bit.

Especially if it ultimately benefits the kid in question academically.

I hope the answer you were looking for is in here, otherwise let me know! I'm always up for talking more about the blorbos!

[valen-dreth]

📙 for any of ur ocs

📙 What kind of subjects (of conversation, of discussion, in school or whatever) does your OC find interesting or engaging or that they can talk for hours about? What kind of stuff do they just find fun?

What things bore your OC to tears and they couldn’t care less about? Why?

Let's go with Dya! Thank you!

She's absolutely Fascinated by 3E Morrowind history, especially anything pertaining to Barenziah. She grew up as an orphan in Riften and reading about Barenziah as a kid she thought she was JUST like her. Even now she continues to collect all of the book series and any other novels that take place in Morrowind. She's also never been to Any part of Morrowind; a part of her is worried that she's going to be disappointed since most of her sources are about the province prior to the Red Year.

Something she really Doesn't care about...... she finds Daedra to be really uninteresting. They're just a fact of her life, she doesn't spend any time thinking about them at all. lol

[xamaxenta]

Ace yawning and showing off his huge sharp chompers and Marco misses his mouth twice with his spoon cuz he was staring like uhh

Namur helpfully points out that hes got sauce on his shirt and Fossa asks if he’s had enough sleep as of late

Thatch however knows because Thatch always knows and Thatch is also incredibly nosey (this has nothing to do with his magnificent schnozz being almost as large as his hair—)

“I hear he was raised in the jungle.” Thatch says conversationally

Ace still sits a small ways away from them, newly appointed second division commander and he’s still holding them all at arms length

“Heard he took out hunter beasts thrice his size with his bare hands.” Thatch adds, his voice lowered to a dramatic hush

Marco would’ve challenged that if they hadnt seen him take out a sea king solo the week prior

“Whats your point” Marco phrases his question as stoutly and forthright as he can muster this early in the morning

“What im saying is youre a beastie.”

“Thanks.” Marco says dryly

Ace yawns again like a large cat, heavy canines on display

Marco gives up on his breakfast

“And what im catching on is that you wanna be his dinner next—“

Marco stands abruptly, its not that Thatch is wrong, its just that Ace has keen hearing and as far as hes concerned, Ace doesnt see them as anything beyond a working relationship

“We will talk about this later.” And by later never, everyone knows this because Marco is unfortunately a very busy man

“Sure.” Thatch draws out the syllables annoyingly, his grin coy in the smarmy manner he’s always gotten into trouble for

Marco leaves trailing blue gold plumage, the back of his neck prickling from the gaze of a new predator following him all the way out of the mess

Ace remembers to blink when the door closes gently behind Marcos retreating form and he looks down at his empty plate and then at Deuce

Deuce regards him with faint disconcert but that might just be his general expression, its hard to tell with the mask

“Dya know your eyes do this weird thing when you do stuff like that?”

Ace doesnt know, what he does know is hes gonna go get thirds, he offers seconds to Deuce who declines

“What does that even mean?”

“Your pupils do this weird cat slit dilation thing.”

“Cats are cool.” Ace replies and walks off unperturbed towards his apparent weird cat shit.

Deuce thinks maybe he couldve explained himself a little better, or maybe Ace truly doesnt really care. He’s not exactly worried about Marco or anything, Ace is young and strong sure but still leagues beneath anything the phoenix was capable of.

He’s not supersitious but something nags at his subconscious, invest in earplugs, they. Probably would come in handy

[threebea]

People say Obi-Wan and the Jedi by extention, stiffled Anakin's emotions and Anakin couldn't open up to him or anyone else. This is the reason why he explodes.

In the 2002 film Attack of the Clones our first scene with Anakin and Obi-Wan involve them discussing a traumatic dream. Obi-Wan asks if it concerns Anakin's mother which implies the two have discussed these dreams and Anakin confided in him about it. Obi-Wan tries to comfort him. Sometimes dreams are just dreams. It's not a callous disregard of Anakin's emotions. Obi-Wan is speaking as someone who has lived in a community of psychics that have visions. Anakin is nineteen in a time of heightened stress where he thinks he should be promoted. Anxiety dreams are more likely than visions, and even visions can be fickle as we see with Sifo Dyas building an army to defend the Jedi that ends up slaughtering them, and Anakin killing his wife when he was supposed to save her.

Anakin then changes the subject to talk about the woman he has had a crush on since he was nine, making a very direct statement about how he's rather dream of her. If he feared Obi-Wan's judgment of his amorous emotions he would have swallowed them down and not brought them up.

Although Obi-Wan reminds him of his commitment to the Jedi Order which cannot be easily broken he isn't exactly clutching his pearls, and Anakin pokes at Obi-Wan's suspicion of politicians.

Anakin begins to show dissatisfaction with Obi-Wan when he is being viewed by said woman he likes as a little kid compared to Obi-Wan's Jedi Master. He also feels because of his natural abilities he should be able to take his trial to be a Jedi. Obi-Wan disagrees because of the obvious arrogance Anakin shows about his powers.

Mace Windu known fanon Anakin hater suggests that Obi-Wan is being too clingy and he needs to let Anakin spread his wings and fly for a solo mission with Anakin's forever crush. Thanks for the hookup, Mace. Yoda who also gets a reputation as anti-anakin agrees, poking fun at Obi-Wan mentioning a lot of Jedi can be rather arrogant. Flashback to Pada-Wan Episode I for the most handsome twerp in space bullying Jar Jar Binks.

Yoda and Mace: he's at that age, but your smothering isn't going to help him grow.

Obi-Wan: As his primary teacher I don't think he's ready, but if you think he is then alright. (Spoiler Alert, he was not ready)

Anakin, because of dreams that involve his Mother but do not give him any specifics eventually takes unnecessary risk, tries to abandon the mission Obi-Wan said he wasn't ready for, then brings his mission to Hutt controlled Tatooine for what could still be an anxiety dream (he's on a mission with his crush!). He proceeds to watch his mother die (being right about the vision does not mean he did not put his feelings before his duty) and seeks horrible revenge killing an entire village of sand people, including woman and children who are implied to have not taken part in Shmi's torture.

Anakin, having just lost his mother and also knowing he did a horrible thing that the Jedi would not approve of blames everyone he can for his actions. He blames Obi-Wan for holding him back.

Anakin never blames Obi-Wan for not letting him find Shmi. He blames Obi-Wan for not knighting him (which as we saw in Phantom Menace it's actually up to the Council, although Obi-Wan putting a good word in would maybe help). Anakin is blaming Obi-Wan for not letting his use his full power potential by keeping him a Padawan, after the scene where Anakin uses his power without any restraint.

Padme (for some reason) reassures Anakin it's normal and human to be angry and the Jedi are forever misinterpreted as emotionless rather than having taught their students emotional regulation (so they don't slaughter a village, not that you need to be masters of your emotions to not slaughter a village or anything. Just saying.)

Like, Padme is talking him down and soothing his obvious emotional breakdown at the loss of his mother. There are a few theories on why she doesn't see him killing the Sand People as repulsive or at least indicating a red flag. (Star wars wants aliens to be seen as normal people but also wants movie monsters. Anakin kills a bunch of Geonosians too when he's the one sneaking onto their planet and he's being executed for espionage, not murder so...) whatever the intention for Padme is there, she ends up showing Anakin that she accepts his dark side (pun intended), although she might not really understand the extent of what he's trying to communicate.

Anakin never tells Obi-Wan about killing the sand people, and he also does not tell Obi-Wan he has married Padme.

Is this because he can't open up to Obi-Wan because Obi-Wan raised him to push all his emotions and fears down and never speak of them? No, we already have evidence they had spoke about the nightmares more than once and Obi-Wan was worried enough to bring it up.

Does he actually truly hate Obi-Wan for holding him back and resent him bitterly and blame Obi-Wan for his Mother's death? No he once again disregards orders with the smallest nudge from Padme to go and try to save him. A task that he does not accomplish, puts the woman he was supposed to guard in the hands of the people that want her dead, and has to fight in a gladiator arena. I'm starting to think he wasn't ready for this mission. And is overconfident in his abilities which allows him to justify actions he should not be taking especially as a Jedi...man Obi-Wan really knows him.

I can't remember if it's in the deleted scenes or RotS canon but Palpatine knows about the sand people slaughter. Anakin doesn't tell Palpatine this because he trusts him more than Obi-Wan, he tells Palpatine this because Palpatine will be sympathetic and say acting on his anger by going into a blood frenzy was natural.

Anakin couldn't tell Obi-Wan because first, the sand people slaughter would have meant he would be scrutinized. Would he get kicked out of the Jedi? Probably not actually. Like legally he's probably in the clear considering how Tatooine has been shown to work. Jedi wise we have storylines outside the moves that imply it would be the Jedi's responsibility to get him back on the right path especially if the law has no jurisdiction. Either way he wouldn't be knighted anytime soon. Second, he did not tell Obi-Wan about the marriage because as a Jedi who understands and adheres to the code Obi-Wan would believe in the real danger that kind of relationship could hold for Anakin and he would make him choose one. He already said as much when Padme falls out of the shop when they go after Dooku.

If you want to talk about bad moves on Obi-Wan's part it's the he convinces Anakin not to go after Padme (who is basically fine) because he can't take Dooku alone and (unintentionally imo) convinces Anakin through his attachments rather than through duty.

So Anakin doesn't tell him knowing he would have to pick because he believes he is powerful enough to be an exception to the rules. No Jedi should have a romantic relationship but he can because he is special and he can handle it (it's like there's a pattern). Meanwhile, Palpatine and Padme both reinforce the idea that Anakin is more 'human' than other Jedi.

Jedi teaching is: even if you're angry you should not let your anger control your actions and kill people. Palpatine's lesson is: give in to hate and bloodrage without thought and don't hold yourself back even if it hurts others and yourself.

This is not me being Anti-Anakin. I think he's a great tragic character. I think he does love Padme, I think he was devastated by losing his mother and that his trauma at being a slave and having to leave her so that he could have a better life all added to what came later.

But he was also arrogant because of his natural talent, and thought he was above the rules because he always thought he was powerful enough to be an exception.

When Obi-Wan tells him he's won because he has the high ground there are a number of things he could have done in that moment, but he jumps from the position of disadvantage because he thinks he is powerful enough to overcome it.

His fear is how he got manipulated, but his arrogance constantly led to his downfall and gave Palpatine ammunition.

[vaguely-concerned]

I’m on a Star Wars books roll so here we go with my — unhinged thanks for asking! — thoughts on Dooku: Jedi Lost, specifically the audio play. Short version: I fucking loved this one! For maximum emotional devastation, pair with Master and Apprentice and Padawan the way my stupid ass did and then be sad about it forever I guess that's what I’m going to have to do.

 Long (LONG oopsie) version:

- So. First of all, let’s get the most important thing out of the way on this here old man yaoi website. We all agree dooku and sifo dyas explored each other’s bodies right. Or at least definitely would have if not for the laws of this order etc., potentially. That’s not just me. Good. Thank you. We can now move on 

- Secondly. Well. Guess I’m just going to be inconsolable about Sifo-Dyas forever now. I miss the days in which he was just a throwaway line in AotC spawned by a random misspelling to me, rather than an eternal raw aching wound in my heart

- poor poor ventress just reading through all the proof that dooku absolutely does have it in him to be a good dad I mean master and just — idk got tired of that and went the force lightning route with her. I love the move of having her dead master hang out with her all that time as well (having her slip up and refer to ‘us’ did something to me, god this is so sad. Is he actually there in spirit or is it just her grief dreaming him up because dooku is awful and cold as a cliff  wall and she needs some kind of attachment figure even if she’ll have to reinvent him herself, rebuild him word for word, gesture by gesture. Pain. sorry about your terrible track record with father figures asajj) 

- Lene: (About Averross): He hasn’t changed. 

Dooku: (In the warmest fondest voice you ever heard) And I hope he never does

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH MYSELF? MUST I SET MYSELF ON FIRE TO ESCAPE THE PAIN???

Another strong showing for Rael in general, btw. He’s so warm and charming as a presence even though he’s also a little chaos gremlin. (He’s quite similar to how Sifo-Dyas was when he was young in some ways, I can definitely start to see what Dooku responds warmly to in terms of character traits.) 

- the fact that good ol’ sheev showed an interest in rael, dooku and anakin… interesting huh! He’s just got a soft spot for the disaster lineage I suppose, maybe there’s an element there of luring yoda’s most direct lineage into the dirt with him without yoda even noticing for the longest time. Also cackling at the idea that he looked at qui-gon ‘too fucking stubborn and insufferable to fall to the dark side out of sheer spite’ jinn and went ‘...not that one tho’ fhdskjfa. And obi-wan is more like ‘that one blorbo all my little guys seem wild about but I just don’t get it guys’ 

IF rael’s refusal to join dooku at the end of ‘master and apprentice’ is the last word (which I am not convinced of ;___; be safe cowboy jedi we never see in mainline canon so far), then he’s the only one who has dodged palpatine’s attentions. Wonderful if true love that for him

ALSO rael is one of the few people we know to be on (or at least to consider himself on despite what palps might think lol) first name basis with palpatine. Hilarious. I concur with dooku never change rael 

- Sifo-Dyas: That’s insane. 

Dooku, deadpan: Yes.

Sifo-Dyas: The worst plan I’ve ever heard.

Dooku, somehow even more deadpan: Most probably. 

Sifo-Dyas: I’m in. 

Crying… weeping and dying………… what if someone could have helped sifo with his unfortunate prophecy propensity and they hadn’t drifted apart. Clone Wars averted methinks if dooku still ended up leaving the order he would have been too busy having tender gay sex with the love of his life (and only person who can call him out on his shit and have him actually listen) to be a war criminal (I am being extremely facetious of course this is very much a ‘time traveler killing baby hitler’ situation where the underlying forces causing this point in history are way too powerful to avert the catastrophe in one move. but at least palps would probably have had to pick someone else to wreck the galaxy through and sifo-dyas would be kissed & held instead of going slowly mad. A net plus some (I, me) would say) 

- I just wanted to applaud both the writing and the voice acting for the characterization of Dooku in this, from his young self trying so hard to be haughty and self-possessed but also being like, y’know, twelve and a dweeb and easy for Sifo-Dyas to pull into trouble, to the dry wit and warmth he shows with Rael and Qui-Gon or his sister later. It took me a little while to get into the voice acting specifically (the actor makes no attempt at going the full Christopher Lee, which in hindsight was probably wise), but now I love it. It gets a bit goofy in places but you know what, I am a long time lover of audio plays, that’s part of the charm 

- “Master, have I done something wrong?”

My heart is clenching… do you think… that master yoda’s deal with leaving his student to try fucking everything to have some kind of relationship with him until he just breaks down in tears of despair… is the kind of thing that maybe started a little bit of a generational trauma cartwheel through the ages. The point that bb!dooku is arrogant isn’t without merit and he strikes out incredibly ungracefully about it (in fact I would be a lot more worried than yoda seems to be that he decides to try to kill a tree about it, ‘I felt like destroying something beautiful’-style)  but I just don’t think a… fourteen year old? A teen anyway, Is going to learn what you think he learns from this. I simply don’t believe that silent treatmenting kids will teach them emotional intelligence I guess especially if they already struggle with that naturally lol 

(It is exactly the same mistake (in my opinion) that Qui-Gon makes with Obi-Wan, too, just leaving the kid completely alone and forcing them to come to you every which way for comfort or guidance instead of meeting them or reaching out to them. Especially once you see that really Dooku’s prime emotion/big core wound right from the beginning is loneliness. And that doesn’t only come from a feeling of superiority (which to be sure is also a big factor), because he has no idea where he comes from until he meets his sister. I don’t think the jedi as a whole were unsalvageable by any stretch of the imagination, but Yoda specifically… you are on such very thin ice with me at this point you little green fuck. You’re very funny and moving in yoda dark rendezvous and that’s all that’s keeping you in my somewhat good graces.)

- Okay, coming back a bit later I think I’ve found the right words to say this. more precisely dooku has two big issues which you can later see haunting all the way down his lineage — loneliness and control. (and not incidentally the intersecting elements of the two haha.) We see from his relationship to sifo-dyas that he’s not incapable of having close mutual relationships with an equal, but that kind of crashed and burned for reasons neither of them could really help and after that it seems quite telling that he has the easiest time with deeper connection in a teacher-student sort of form. I think his affection is unconditional and real, but you can’t get away from the fact that he also has the most control in that relationship structure by default, he gets to dictate what form it takes to a big extent. He doesn’t trust other people — the underlying idea ‘Only I can do this’ that eventually leads him down the Separatist path is there the whole way. It speaks both to a sense of superiority and an utter lack of faith that other people can or will help him. And then that echoes down through the master-padawan line: 

Qui-Gon with his self-righteousness and utter refusal to compromise leaving him isolated among the jedi (only he is right. Yeah the Force told him so. Don’t worry I’ve got a permit *insert parks and rec I can do whatever I want meme here*), Obi-Wan with his anxiety and perfectionism and incredible sense of shame and responsibility that he should be able to carry the whole world on his shoulders alone and beating himself up for failing, all feeding into not knowing what to do with Anakin and his complete lack of control of himself and his desperation to gain and maintain connection and love (which earns him the title of ‘Dooku’s least favorite family member’ fhdsa his immediate disdain for him is so funny and so in character. Repress and go slowly mad like a normal person anakin the way you’re carrying on is just undignified and that is much worse than being evil)… 

- Rael gently telling Dooku to take on another padawan soon… so sweet, so sad, local cowboy jedi looking out for his dad. Also highlights something about Dooku I think is true: that he does much better and seems to have an easier time holding to the light when he’s responsible for someone else. Again, I do feel like Dooku’s core problem is loneliness, but it seems like raising kids is the one point where that relaxes somewhat. Maybe if Sifo-Dyas had stayed in a better mental place and they kept in touch it could have been different.

- Lene Kostana is SUCH a character! Charismatic and deeply fucked up, when it’s revealed how her and Sifo-Dyas’ relationship remains long after his padawan stage is done I felt a little bit sick, to my surprise. Because that could just be kindness on her part, of course, it’s good that he has someone he trusts to look after him when he can’t himself, but also there’s something… queasy about the way it keeps him continually young, in a way. (Notably he still calls her ‘master’ even as an adult, when they’re working together. Not uncommon in Star Wars, of course, but together with everything else going on vibes-wise… hm.) The inherent unreliable narration of this story really worked for me in this regard especially — do we know that young Dooku was entirely wrong when he sensed the dark side in her? She certainly is willing to go to lengths that are… worrying! in her fascination with sith shit, she tempted children into a dangerous place they didn’t understand and couldn’t know the consequences of and she continually puts sifo-dyas in situations that are implied to be a risk to worsening his condition. Run of the mill incredibly irresponsible at best, sincerely sinister at worst. Did she choose Sifo over Dooku because he’s more vulnerable and shapeable? There is an undercurrent of something icky and emotionally incest-y going on with how she relates to Dooku and Sifo-Dyas in general (right down to the ‘NO, no one can know about this’ intensity after the… evil moss cave. I can’t believe I’m this emotional about a book with an evil moss cave). I don’t think she’s a proper sith in any way and I also believe there is real affection there on all sides, but idk something about the whole thing makes me deeply uneasy. Yoda where the fuck are you your son is out there with his irresponsible mom again they’re looking for dirty needles in haystacks and they’re not even wearing any gloves

- dooku telling sifo-dyas he can come back to haunt him if he likes as a joke… well well well I’m sure that doesn’t ring with some dramatic irony at some point down the line lmao

- honestly looking back at master and apprentice after reading jedi lost makes qui-gon's apparent lack of reaction to dooku leaving seem — let's call it highly suspect haha. rael asks him if he's spoken to dooku after and qui-gon is like 'no. why would I. it's literally fine. anyway this topic is done now'. (and rael seems to just go ‘*older brotherly knowing* uh-huh’) meanwhile he's thinking about dooku *all the time* trying to figure out his role as master to obi-wan, thinking about being a padawan himself, the parts of his life he shared with both dooku and rael. The jedi doth protest too much methinks  

ALSO how much of qui-gon thinking the council was too lenient with rael after he had to kill his padawan is about that actual situation, and how much is a ‘our family still likes my older brother more than me even though he Fucked Up so bad and breaks just as many rules as I do’ sort of deal mixed with his own neuroses about how he’s failing obi-wan (to which rael’s situation symbolizes the worst possible outcome, i.e. the kid dies and it’s basically your fault). Many thoughts. 

- moment of silence for jenza of house serenno. Girl your only sin was being surrounded by asshole male family members and I’m so sorry I think you did all you could with what you had to work with here.

Not… entirely sure how dooku’s claim to the title supersedes hers — is he a year older than her? (she’s eleven when they first meet, he might be twelve or older at that point I don’t remember haha) Does she just give up her place in the inheritance order? Are primogeniture and male heir preference factors in Serenno inheritance law? Not the most important thing honestly it works anyway thematically but could have been clarified quickly!

- interesting to see that the council’s restrictive policy against engaging with prophecies had a surprisingly big impact on how things went down. Kostana has a lot of responsibility in Sifo’s fate for insisting he keep it secret, but there is genuine fear for what might become of him if the rest of the order finds out he’s got 24/7 futurevision hovering over him threateningly… listen it’s not like the poor guy can help getting the future constantly pumped into his brain at nightmare resolutions, I think maybe if there had been more willingness to at least engage curiously with the concept of prophecy and how it works, even if you don’t put your faith in the particulars of what the prophecies say, this wouldn’t have had to be such a shitty isolated secretive life for him. hearing him slowly fall apart over the years considering how bright and lovely he started out... oof is all I can say 

- when dooku was a good jedi he was such a good jedi!!! The scene where they’re saving the kids from the collapsing hospital, every time he teaches his students anything…the impulse of someone has to do something about this! that made him so good at saving lives turning dark with the tarnish of frustration and rage over the years… nooooooooo problematic grandpa why did it have to be like this :(

- …do you think infant jedi can sense what’s going on around them in the Force. Because it makes a very sad kind of sense if dooku on some level remembers bodily or in the Force that he was not only abandoned but rejected in disgust as one of the first things he discovered in the world. Oh boy. With all the ways attachment relationships can go wonky in the first few years in real life I don’t even want to consider how much more wrong it can go when the baby is fucking psychic lol

- vaguely related: the way dooku seems to find the very idea of being truly reliant on anyone, emotionally or otherwise, personally offensive, terrifying and humiliating lol. Yoda saves him from being crushed by rubble and he is outraged because that means he can’t save himself (and his newfound sister) without anyone’s help like he thought for one glorious moment he could. The fantasy of perfect emotional self-sufficiency, doing away with all the messiness and risk of interpersonal relationships and cutting off the possibility of really being abandoned again. It’ll get ya every time. This is also a thing you see reflected in his lineage — they’re all quite inward-turning that way until you get to anakin, to different extents and with varying presentations but it is there I think. Qui-Gon turns to the Force, Obi-Wan to perfectionism and shame and rumination, Rael to the bottle and depression and hedonistic apathy, but they all struggle hugely with letting anyone in to help them. Dooku’s line are all much more comfortable being the helpers rather than the helpees, as it were.  

- “Thank you for everything, Lene. Tell Rael and Qui-Gon — tell them… tell them the Force will be with them, always”

Emotional terrorism against me specifically and personally. You asshole you just excused yourself from the non-attachment rules there’s literally nothing in the world except you to stop you from reaching out and telling your children you love them yOURSELF why are you like this

- the recurring theme of dooku seeing something beautiful (the tree in the temple, the tirra’taka as a child and an adult) and ending up lashing out to destroy it… but the tree was old and mighty and he was young and new and couldn’t truly harm it, so he was saved from his own impulsivity. And then when he sees the tirra’taka as an adult he loves it immediately. And in the end he still mangles and destroys it. He didn’t mean to, but he did. He woke it up and hurt it just by existing as a child and then he had to kill it as a mercy because he was too powerful at that point for anything to buffer his mistakes. The parallel with the bird he loved that he also couldn’t protect. He starts out with an aching loneliness somewhere at the core of him through no real fault of his own but by the end it is entirely his own fault that it’s worse, because he starts wrecking everything he loves in an almost absent-minded but definitely intentional way, like it’s a nightmare he’s listening to through the door as it happens in the next room over. He really IS the ‘I just felt like destroying something beautiful’ central of the jedi.

at the end qui-gon is dead and through dooku’s own influence, however indirectly. Rael has had to turn away from him. Sifo-Dyas is dead on Dooku’s own orders and so is his sister, he might as well have done it with his own hands. (though I think it’s very interesting that in each case he didn’t do it with his own hands, he consistently uses a middleman.) He lives within the coldness of his sterile empty castle and horrifically mistreats the one person he might have found something like connection with the way he did with his students before (Ventress), deliberately trapping her in a similar state of utter desolate isolation and telling her, essentially, ‘We’re like this as people and nothing can be done to change it. We can’t escape, we’re already doomed, stop trying, it’s too late. You are just like me (and if you aren't already I'll make you like me)’. And that’s the closest thing he gets to love anymore. When he accused Ky of using her ‘as a salve for his own loneliness’ and you’re like well well well mr projection man how’s that working out for you. He is completely, shatteringly alone and he is so entirely as a consequence of his own actions and he's too far gone to understand or care. I’m howling you useless fucking FOOL dooku  

- dooku 🤝 john gaius

“Hm. I have observed that there are in fact many flaws in our society and the government is deeply corrupt. So if I kill a few billion people here and there in order to fix it, is that not basically okay when you really think about it” 

Dooku making salient points about the political and ethical failures of the Republic and then, just when you think he’s onto something, he goes and makes The wildest fucking decisions about what to do about it. Sure. dark magic and genocide are probably the only ways out of this you’re so right bro. If we make enough minuses to add together surely we’ll end up in plus sooner or later

- *head in my hands once more* I can’t believe I am genuinely emotionally invested in someone called Count Dooku with the looks of a knockoff dracula and ultimate moral character to match right now this is terrible. hey. hey dooks. what you have to go and fuck everything up so bad for huh I’m so incredibly sad now

there is something to be said about how getting to see glimpses of what dooku looked like in the light makes it so much more heartwrenching that he never came back. he could have, a thousand times. and every time he chose not to.

[calcedon79]

Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, put the last line of what you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as you want or have words

Thanks for tagging me @charmwasjess   and @weirdcatperson1

Okay, all right, you asked for it. Once again, I'm playing around with the Sith AU universe.

Right now I'm consulting the forbidden book and thinking about where to place the divergence. The idea is for the story to begin when Dooku chooses Serenno.

Lene watched the departing figures for a moment. The tall form of Yodas Padawan and his delicate sister.

A new chapter had begun. A smile played around her lips. It was not a friendly smile. Her eyes remained cold. Yes, they would meet again. Someday.

She turned to her apprentice, took the dazed man by the arm and pulled him along. “Come, Sifo-Dyas.” She plucked the communicator from Sifo's trembling fingers. He would not need that.

The time had come to complete his training: to mold the perfect vessel to rule the galaxy – an apprentice who could see the moves of enemies before they even conceived them.

With every step they took, the aura around the old master grew colder, with every step the warm violet of her pupils faded to a sulfurous yellow.

As usual, I'm very late for the game again and everyone and their aunt are already tagged. So everyone who wants to play should feel tagged.

[dixonsgirl93]

Pleasure and Pain

MDNI

Word count: 2k

Merle Dixon x fem!reader ~ inspired by this post by @sleepyowlwrites

Smut with little plot. Enjoy!

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Merle appeared at the cell of your door.

“Fuck! Merle. What dya want?” You groaned.

“Wondered what all the moaning and heavy breathing was all about. Thought something more interesting was going on.” He admitted, his smirk fading as he watched you.

“Oh get lost. I’m in pain. I pulled a fucking muscle running from walkers.” You tried to sit up and winced at a twinge.

“In your back?” He asked, stepping into your cell.

“I… I bent down to grab my bag that slipped off my shoulder. Honestly, it was so stupid. Lucky Rick was there, pulled me to safety but…it really fucking hurts and I can’t sleep.”

“Well shit. You need to work out more.” He stepped closer to you. You looked up at him. He was smirking. “I can help with that.” He said, his voice all sultry and flirty.

You scoffed. “Yeah. I’m sure you could. Instead of that though. Maybe you could just…” You looked up and pondered for a moment. Was this a good idea? “Rub my back? Since you’re here.”

“Not what I had in mind.” He said, his eyebrows raised for a moment, thinking about it.

“Please Merle. I’m in agony. You know I wouldn’t ask otherwise.” You pleaded. He watched your face and something in his changed to sympathy.

“Don’t know what use I’m gonna be with one hand but all right. Turn around.” He sat down on the bed as you turned away. His body radiated heat and you felt yourself start to relax. Admittedly, it had been a long time since you had really been close to anyone.

You felt his hand on your hip and your breathing hitched. He moved his thumb, surprisingly gently, along the side of your spine, right at the base of your trousers. Your eyes fluttered closed as the pain subsided a little.

“S'it workin'?” Merle asked, his voice very close, his breath in your hair.

“Mmm.” You replied, relaxing your shoulders a bit.

You heard a soft chuckle and felt the metal of his right hand rest against your other hip. The bed moved under you as Merle shifted closer. He pressed the flat of his hand against your lower back, applying more pressure. This time a soft noise of pleasure escaped you. Merle chuckled again. He leaned forward, pressing his body to the back of yours slightly. His voice and hot breath were in your hair. “You know, this might be easier if you were laying down.”

“Merle.” You warned.

“I just mean, you might be more comfortable, take the weight off your back.” He murmured.

You sat and thought about it for a few seconds. You really were enjoying his hands on you but needed the massage, not sex.

“As long as you promise no funny business. I am in actual pain, you know.” You turned to look at him and winced again. Damn back pain.

Merle put his hands on your shoulders to keep you still. “You have my word. Lie down.” He stood up and you hesitated, studying him and then you stood and awkwardly lay on your front, head resting on your arms.

“Good girl. Shuffle over a bit.” You did and he sat next to you, his hand finding your back again. He lifted your shirt and cool air brushed over your skin. Your heart raced. He placed a hand flat on your lower back and worked the pads of his fingers into your muscles. You resisted making noise in both pleasure and pain as your muscles contracted at his touch.

“Not so hard. It hurts.” You murmur. Immediately he softened the pressure and worked both sides of your back. “Thank you, Merle.”

“Not the best I could do.” He said.

“Better than you think.” You said softly, closing your eyes.

“How long am I gonna be doing this for, huh?” Merle joked.

“Well, last time this happened to me I was in pain for about a week so…”

“A week?! Little lady, I make no promises for no funny business if you want me to do this for a whole week.” His hand traveled up your back, warm and strong. He did that all over and it was such a lovely sensation.

“That’s fair.” You admitted. His hand paused in the middle of your back.

“What was that?” You could hear the smirk in his voice.

“I… Well…” You started.

“Do you want me, babydoll?” Merle leaned down over you, his hand moving down your side to the waistband of your trousers and there he stopped, teasing.

Your breathing was heavy as you turned slightly to look at him. “Maybe.” You confessed softly, blushing.

Merle’s smile widened. “Well, I’ll be damned.”

You slowly rolled over onto your back, it hurt but you manage it.

“What are you doing? Don’t wanna massage anymore?” Merle teased.

"That really what you wanna do after I just told you I want you?" You smirked up at him.

Merle waved a hand. "Well, you didn't actually say it." He leaned his metal arm on the bed next to your head, his other he rested on the bed next to your hip as he stood and lifted a leg, pushing it gently between yours. You let him and he leaned his head down to your ear. "I'd really like to hear you say it, properly." He leaned his head down and kissed your neck gently. Your heart raced, the pain in your back now in the back of your mind.

"I want you, Merle." You whisper in his ear. He leans up, face inches from yours, a hungry smile on his face.

"That...was even better than I imagined." And before you knew it, his lips crash to yours, hungrily, messily. You respond by pulling him closer and wrapping a leg around his waist.

He moves down and lifts your shirt, taking a hard nipple into his mouth and your eyes flutter closed at the sensation. His tongue hot against your cool skin. You arch your body up into his mouth. You craved more of him. He moves back up to kiss you, leaning on his metal hand to caress your other breast with his hand. He wasn't very gentle but you didn't care. Just having him touch you sent waves of pleasure through you.

"You want my cock, huh?" He presses his, now obvious, erection into your thigh before moving his leg and nudging it between both of yours. Here he presses his erection against your aching pussy. He rubs up against you a couple of times, eliciting a soft moan from you. "Talk to me, sugar. I wanna hear yer tell me how much you want me."

"Please." you squeak. "I need you to fuck me, Merle."

He grunts in what you can only imagine was frustration at the barriers before getting up and unbuckling his belt. You couldn't help but watch him, arousal pooling in your groin. He shoves both his trousers and underwear off, revealing his rather impressive cock. You look up to find him smirking at you.

"Oh, you're desperate are you? Desperate for me." He smirks and nods to your bottom half. Before you can answer, he finds his way back between your legs. With one hand, he unbuttons your jeans and tries to pull them down. "Never wished for two hands more than I do now." He says darkly, working on your trousers.

You shove them and your underwear off and he throws them to the floor. Now you were on display for him and he eyes you hungrily again for just a second before he's leaning over you, guiding his cock at your pussy. You felt the head gently push against you and you couldn't decide if you wanted him to go slow, to savour the feeling, or thrust in all at once. Instead he left it there, just pressing and leaned down and kissed you hard once more.

He leans his head down and bites your neck hard. You groan and grip his arms at the pain and pleasure of it. "You're the sweetest fucking thing, Y/N. I can't believe I have you here. Begging me to fuck you." You gripped him closer, lifting your legs to hold him to you and just as you do that, he slams his cock into you, fast, hard, pressing his body into you. You grip him and moan against his shoulder.

"Fuck." You whimper, fingernails pressing into his skin.

"What's wrong, baby? Too much? Want me to pull away?" He chuckles teasingly at you and you respond by gripping him to you tighter.

"No. Don't" You whimper again.

His mouth is quick, hot and delicious against yours, his lips surprisingly soft too. He pulls back and slams into you again. Again. Again and again, faster each time but just as rough. "Fuck." He growls against your mouth and your pussy contracts at the sound, making him moan again. "Fuck, you feel so fucking good." You could hardly keep quiet so he kisses you hard, leaving his mouth against yours, causing you to moan into each others mouths with each thrust.

He grunts and lifts your leg with his one hand and with the metal prosthetic, attempts to lift the other. This made him feel even deeper within you. He shakes his head. "I'm gonna cum already, Princess. Your cunt is too good."

You decide you don't want this to end yet and so, because your back pain would hurt worse, you put your hand against his chest. "Wait." You say, breathlessly. He stops, deep inside you and looks up at you.

"What?" he frowns but not like he's annoyed.

"Let me get on top." You say and he smiles. "What? I can't have you finishing too soon, can I?" you smirk back. "Help me, though. My back still hurts."

"Bossy. I kinda like it." He teases and with his help, you manage to staddle him on the bed. You reach under you to grab his erection again, teasing it at your pussy. You decide to leave it there as you slowly reach down to kiss him. He smirks knowingly and wraps his arms around you. He brings his face to your ear and whispers.

"Don't think you have the control up there, darling." He then grips you tightly and pushes you down on him, filling you up and somehow it felt like it hit even deeper from his angle. Your breath hitches and then you gasp, feeling him throb inside you. "Jesus." He gasps out. "Hot damn, baby. You're full of surprises, aren't ya?" He starts fucking you from underneath, holding you tight to his body with his metal arm he reaches around and grabs your ass cheek, suddenly spanking it. You gasp. The sound of the smack reverberates throughout the cell.

"Merle!" you scold, breathlessly. "We'll get caught!" Merle chuckles and continues his relentless fucking from underneath. He moves his hand to your pussy, his expert fingers finding your clit quickly, working it in circles.

You feel the edge of an orgasm and grip onto Merle hard, pressing your face into his neck. "You gonna cum for me, baby?" He murmurs into your ear. At his words the orgasm rips through you and you let out a loud cry, and then bite down on Merle's shoulder to suppress it. Your walls clench and Merle soon follows you. His cock throbbing hard as he cums inside you.

"Fuck, sugar." Merle grips you tighter against him, pressing his cock all the way inside, spilling every drop into you. "Too damn good." he whispers. The waves of your orgasm finish and you collapse against him, breathing heavy. His grip on you releases and his hand finds your hair, stroking gently. His heavy breaths ruffle your hair.

For a while neither of you say anything, trying to catch your breath.

"Round 2?" Merle asks. You lean up to glare at him. He couldn't be serious. But no, he wasn't because as soon as you look up, he barks out a laugh. "Kidding!" He raises his hands and lets them fall gently to your back.

[dapurinthos]

not watching the last episode of obi-wan kenobi at this time because i don't want to be laid out on the floor for the rest of the day.

so it's 'end of initiate trip to the senate time'

“Come and meet Senator Palpatine,” calls Master Gallia. No thanks. Not unless someone gets real cool real fast about me attempting to turn him into a ’saber-kabob. I make a strategic retreat behind the tallest and most cape-wearing of the nearby adults. I slide around Sifo-Dyas and squeeze up next to Dooku like I’m a burr catching onto a loose thread. I duck against his leg and pull his cape back into place, completely submerged in the darkness except for my feet. There’s probably a metaphor in that. Dooku twitches his cape back. I grab for it. “What are you doing?” “Senators have bad juju.” Sifo-Dyas hides a laugh in a cough. “Juju?” asks Dooku. I can see Sidious heading this way. Great. He’s probably going to say hello to his good friend Count Dooku. I tug at his cape again. No luck. “Baaaad juju,” I repeat, ducking around behind him to the side further away from Sidious and not made useless as a hiding spot. I peek one eye out. “The Senate is a wretched hive of scum and villainy filled with delusional Inner Core dwellers who think they can go on ignoring the exploitation of Rim-outward planets by the very same companies they were bribed into letting sit in the Senate. They get fat off their profits while not paying the taxes needed to fund the socialist programmes the Core Faction wants to establish in the outlying regions who are correct in saying that the Core Faction doesn’t understand what life is like further out.” Sifo-Dyas looks Dooku up and down. “Taking up ventriloquism at this stage in your life?”

[b00rad]

Heeeyyyyy I just wanted to pop in and sayy you're probably one of my favourite artists online! Its hard to describe with words but your linework and the SPECIFIC way ya shade skin and scales just has such a palpable tactility I don't see from anyone else! I can't describe your artstyle in any other way than 'skateboard deck core' and it makes me go oho ehe aha!!!

Sooo I wanted to ask which art software ya use? OH and brushes too, how dya get yer brushstrokes to have that specific scratchiness? I'm a beginner artist myself and i find it helpful to learn from other people's techniques, it's a leech's life for me

OO and 1 final thiiing, your malenzo interpretation is to DIEEE for! I haven't played MH so maybe he's just like that idk, but I ADORE him!!! Thank you SINCERELY for the gay bastard representation

Oh man, this was a delight to see after not checking tumblr for a while aha. "Skateboard deck core" is new and I super dig it LMAO

Thank you so much! I use CSP and altered a brush I downloaded recently for my main inks, otherwise I just use random textures/brushes I found on the Clip Studio store from a few years ago

[charmwasjess]

For the ask game - 5, 7, 18 for dooku?

5) Out of all your fanworks that include Dooku, which is your favourite?

If I had to tell people to just read one of my Dooku fics, I think it would be Milk Run.

I think it's my best Jedi Dooku character work, and I loved writing his dynamics with Qui-Gon, Jocasta Nu, and Sifo-Dyas. It's a longer work, but hey, fuck being self-deprecating, I'd vouch for every page of that shit: if someone gets to the end of chapter two, where Dooku very awkwardly and earnestly tries to explain Jedi sex life to Qui-Gon, and doesn't love the fic by then, I'll give the reader a free coupon for… uh, *turns out pockets* I guess an essay on Legends/EU. :D :D ??

7)Is there a piece of clothing you think Dooku is particularly fond of/that you imagine them wearing a lot or like to draw them in?

I go with the characterization from the novels that Dooku is very fastidious about his Jedi uniform, keeping it all neat and perfect, very rarely if ever out of uniform. Like Sifo-Dyas and Jocasta Nu's depictions, he's got those warmer colored tan/gold/cream/warm brown Jedi tunics with the little flourishy gold detail work on the sleeves and hems.

I like this because it's fun to write the rare times when he needs to be out of uniform for a mission or something, and he's completely awkward about it. And it's fun foil with my headcanon that Sifo-Dyas is out of uniform a LOT with his underworld work. I like imagining them side by side looking like they came out of different eras.

Seer of the Cosmic Force, fated to speak with the froth of doom on his lips? No, it's that guy over there in the hoodie and the manbun, trying to convince the barista to take a coupon for a complimentary drip coffee but instead give him a free extra large matcha frappe with a five squirts of coconut syrup and extra whip.

18)Type Dooku's name and tell us what the autocomplete suggests as the next word

You know, I tried this in my SMS to see if it would give me a different answer than my previous, and got "Dooku cleaned"

Hmmmmmmm. *making direct eye contact with Sifo-Dyas*

[ejzah]

A/N: We’ve got Callen, Arkady causing trouble by proxy, babies speaking Russian.

***

Callen, holding Sophia: You know, I never ask to hold you, yet somehow I always do. You have very tricky parents.

Sophia, roughly patting his cheek: Love, dya G.

Callen: Kensi, Deeks, I take know responsibility, but I think Sophia might be trying to speak Russian. She almost said ‘uncle’.

Deeks, exasperated: Oh yeah, they’ve been doing that for a few weeks now. Arkady’s influence.

Kensi: Caleb is starting to pronounce his ‘v’ like a ‘w’.

Callen, detangling Sophia’s hand from his shirt: I thought you’d be more upset.

Deeks: There’s only so much we can do. They’re like little sponges.

Kensi, nodding: At the very least, they’re picking up English, Spanish, and Portuguese at a faster rate.

Caleb, running past them: Vodka!

Deeks, pursing his lips: Once again, thank you so much, Uncle Arkady.

[valen-dreth]

♒ - cooking/food headcanon and ♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon for any OC(s?) of your choosing! I don't know ur ocs well so I can't choose Just One

i'll go with dya again! thank uuu

She's very practical with her tastes in food as well as what she's cooking. She grew up an orphan at the Temple of Mara before her brother joined the Thieves' Guild so she's never really been exposed to any sort of extravagant food. Spices came through Riften by way of Morrowind, so at least she doesn't like her food bland, but she will prioritize the main parts of a dish over any sort of seasoning. How anyone could have passed her off as the Gourmet is beyond me

Her biggest hobby is reading! It was a HUGE source of comfort for her growing up; she always keeps a copy of Three Thieves and any Barenziah books she can find on hand. She's especially interested in reading about Morrowind but I'm not sure how much she actually wants to visit anymore

[purple-ant]

IT'S WIP WEDNESDAY, MINES

here is a tiny snippet from the next chapter of my silly marriage au fic, Single Seers

“So...?”

“Yes, sorry,” Dooku slowed down to their previous walking pace and let go of Sifo-Dyas’s hand. “Servants. The first days the castle was empty, only a couple of droids left by Ramil, but Jenza was not happy with this way of things, so one day I returned from the city and was greeted by all these “my lord” and “your grace” from every corner.”

“You've dealt with servants before.” For a Jedi negotiator like Dooku, many missions involved luxurious houses and meetings, and they required maintenance.

“Yes, but not like that...” Dooku waved his hand, as if unable to convey the entire palette of emotions in words. “...Devotees. It is their honor and greatest joy to serve House Serenno, behavior that is familiar in other contexts of course, but has never been directed at me. And not within a month!”

Sifo-Dyas couldn't help but laugh as he saw Dooku get worked up, earning him an offended look.

“Laugh, laugh, I’ll ask you again after a week of “Mr” and “Sir” and “Will you allow me to accompany you every step of the way, sir, so that, Forebears forbid, you don’t need to do something yourself, sir?”

“Of course,” Sifo-Dyas smiled. “Should I also thank you for hiding information about my arrival?”

“Yes, believe me, none of us wants to find out how they imagine the future consort should be greeted.”

“Hah, I guess...” curiosity killed the loth-cat, but Sifo-Dyas felt that if he didn’t ask now, he would never be able to. “You know, you might not have waited for me to answer.”

“I wouldn’t even think of doing this without your consent!” Dooku was indignant, then frowned. “I’m not sure that this can even be done without the information and consent of the other party.”

“No, I’m talking about the call,” the seer’s smile twisted. “I bet there would be a line of nobles out the door if you had even mentioned that you were looking for a partner.”

“And I would spend the rest of my life listening to the Force, waiting for a stab in the back, or, even worse, watch their attempts to manipulate me,” the future count winced.

“Well, you would spend the rest of your life with me,” Sifo-Dyas did not know what emotions he put into these words. Something very similar to hope.

“And, you know, I don’t take my words lightly,” Dooku apparently wasn’t finished. “I still honor my knightly vows, even though my allegiance may no longer lie with the Order. Serenno and its people are my priority, and I intend to fulfill my every oath as a Count. Marriage will be no exception.”

Sifo-Dyas's heart stumbled, leaping to his throat and falling into his stomach, skipping a stop in his chest. He wanted to hit himself first for such a childish reaction, and then Dooku for such a choice of words.

“I had no doubt,” he managed.

“Seriously,” Dooku turned to Sifo-Dyas, and yes, there was not a hint of joke in his gaze when he looked into the eyes of the seer. “If I had to choose one person to spend the rest of my life with, sharing everything this world tries to throw our way, it would be you.”

[miloformula123fan]

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Hi, I'm so happy you finally got 200 followers, I have been reading your things for some time, so I'm really prudente of you, anyways.

-hi I'm a 19 yrl, I'm really short, like really short (4'10) I have brown longish hair and wavy, but i straighter it a lot (It's dead) , I wear glasses most of the time, I don't wear a lot of makeup, I'm skinny but I have big thighs, and I have kinda long hands.

I'm really good at writing and reading I love it, but I suck at math (I'm failing rn), I speak English and spanish fluently (I'm mexican) and I’m on my 6th year of German, I love to travel to places (last year I went to 7 different countriez) I don't have many friends bc a lot of ppl see me as mean (I have a rbf) and think I'm rich (I'm a broke college student pls help) I'm more on the introvert side, but I will say something if I don't agree with you, I have a lot of family issues, I'm the middle child and they are boy boys (I feel forgotten a lot). I go to the gym quite often, but don't eat well, I like ro listen to all gentes but most indie- pop, my style is also very different, I will sometimes be wearing like 🎀 outfits and other dyas more emo like outfits, I'm a lowkey sad person and have really low slef steem. Last fun fact bc I'm 100 yapping but I have this crying chart and I have cried 3 times this week, so I'm a big creer.

I'm really sorry of it's really lingering, but yeah. Thank you!!!

aww, thank you so much mirrorball! i really appreciate it.

i paired you with...

arthur leclerc

he's a lot taller than you

would love to pick you up, and big spoon and give you piggybacks.

would love to hold your hands

would love to hug you every time you cry until you feel better

would love to read your writing (if you're okay with it)

would buy you so many books

would travel the world with you and try and teach you french (seeing as he is french /s)

he'd love your resting bitch face to scare other people off

would help fund your college if you wanted

loves the way you can stand up for him and yourself

his mum would adopt you, no questions asked

he will always try and match your outfits

raising your self esteem

vibing with all your music

come with you to the gym all the time

hope you enjoy :)

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A lost life explored

Many moons ago I got an ask inviting me to speculate on what would have happened if Obi-Wan had stayed on Melida-Daan. At the time I didn't find that likely, but I fudged a workaround for the anon who asked.

While my opinions have shifted a lot since then, I still lean towards the idea that Obi-Wan would still have found his way back to the Jedi, no matter what.

HOWEVER.

I read a fic today wherein a holocron of Sifo-Dyas apologized to Obi-Wan "for the life I took from you" by manipulating him to come back to the Jedi. The fic itself is very streamlined, so it never really goes into detail about what Obi-Wan's life would have been like without that interference.

In the fic there's brief mention of how Young!Obi had been meditating and "lost time," regaining awareness only after his friend had been shot and the peace talks began to fall apart. This is when he decided to call the Jedi for help and eventually wound up rejoining them.

If you want to take it literally, you could say that the "life" Obi-Wan lost was Cerasi, but now I want to play around with that a bit.

Let's say that, if Sifo-Dyas hadn't interfered, Obi-Wan would have been awake and aware and able to stop Cerasi's assassination. The peace talks would have continued. Perhaps the assassination attempt would have been used to help levy stronger compensations from the Olds. Obi-Wan becomes the Negotiator and a tentative ceasefire agreement is reached.

He does NOT call the Jedi for help, but does send word to the Senate in order to get some official ratification going via a lawyer or other legal representative. No loopholes allowed, no backing out, the Melida and the Daan are going to cooperate, dammit.

As "payment" for the Senate's generous help (ha), Melidaan agrees to a little more oversight from the Galactic Senate. This, at least, helps to unite the three warring factions, who don't want Big Government encroaching on their planet and their resources. A Senate Oversight office is set up in Zehava (the capital).

Obi-Wan also reminds the fledgling united government that they're entitled to have a representative in the Senate. No, not Obi-Wan, he's too, ha, young for the job, though he is elected as an aide to the new senator and everyone is expecting him to take over when the time comes.

Obi-Wan isn't exactly happy to be back on Coruscant, but he's determined to do all he can for his adopted planet. ...And maybe help out a few other unfortunates who've been pushed under the carpet.

Basically he becomes a very small thorn in the Senate's side, one that becomes progressively larger until it's too late.

He charms the other aides. He befriends the panhandlers on the surrounding streets. He makes inroads among the criminal element. Very little happens without Obi-Wan noticing it, and very few pay him any mind because he's "just a kid."

Obi-Wan, who goes by "Bee," now, always seems to be buzzing around the Senate- when he isn't getting into mischief. The Jedi who come to the Rotunda never seem to encounter him; he's very good at playing least-in-sight when they're around.

By the time events in the prequels roll around, he has indeed become the Senator for Melidaan and has a vast network of informants. He isn't able to stop Palpatine from becoming Chancellor, but thanks in part to his whisper campaign the vote is closer than Palps expected.

All efforts to have Bee eliminated fail, usually in ways that seem to be accidental or coincidental. Some of the assassins even develop a rapport with him, particularly Zam Wessel, who is both delighted and annoyed by his ability to identify her no matter what face she's wearing.

He also interferes on Anakin's behalf, once he notices Palpatine's interest in the boy. Not through anything dramatic, just by adding distractions. Mechanics looking for help with ship repairs. Droids who obviously need some TLC. Leaving his office door open as he watches podraces just as Ani happens to be passing by. Even when Palps refuses to let Ani get sidetracked, all it does is generate resentment rather than unwavering loyalty.

As a courtesy, Zam tips off Bee about her contract on Amidala, only to find herself waking up in his office later on with no idea how she got there. Amidala is safe and has a couple extra security guards who absolutely are not criminals or reformed assassins.

The clones are still discovered and the war still kicks off, but there's a lot more questioning of why, how, and what. We'll says Palpatine's initial grab for emergency powers fails, though I don't know enough about what those are to say how it affects things, other than pissing him off.

Commander Fox isn't sure if he wants to shoot Senator Bee or marry him. The man is a menace, but can be damn scary sometimes. He also connects Fox into his whisper network, which the Corries will then help expand.

I dunno how things will play out in the end, but Palpatine isn't going to have an easy time with anything and I don't think the Purge will happen. Or not completely.

Bee will also eventually find out that the he wasn't as "hidden" from the Jedi as he thought; they knew who he was and where he was, but respected his decisions to live his own life.