#master fay

[jewishcissiekj]

Star Wars and text posts except it's just Asajj Ventress-centric ones. very specifically chosen to me but probably don't mean a lot otherwise

[roachsauce]

[twinterrors29]

Satine, after meeting Fay and hearing her explain that she doesn't carry a lightsaber: see Obi-Wan, there's a way for a Jedi to protect people without drawing a blade! Obi-Wan, having seen the bodies wrecked by telekinesis and all the newly-amnesic people who have been sent home to rethink their lives: I'm on board with this approach actually, but I don't think you actually would be

[blackkatmagic]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Granta Omega & Fay (Star Wars), Granta Omega/Alpha-17, Jon Antilles & Nico Diath & Fay & Knol Ven'nari Characters: Granta Omega, Fay (Star Wars), Alpha-17 (Star Wars), Jon Antilles, Knol Ven'nari, Nico Diath, Dooku | Darth Tyranus Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Age Regression/De-Aging, Rescue Missions, Families of Choice, Force Blanks, Humor, Murder, Angst, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Fix-It of Sorts, The Force Is Weird (Star Wars), Eldritch Fay Summary:

A six-year-old breaks Granta out of prison on the condition that he help her. Granta maybe should have asked quite a few more questions before he agreed.

[direwolfrules]

Another Mando Time Travel AU (I Don't Know What This Is This Started As A Totally Different AU We Don't Even Get To The Time Travel Till The End)

Tarre Vizsla's relatively peaceful afterlife is rudely disrupted by one Jaster Mereel. Now every time the Ka'ra meets, Jaster's always talking about his son.

It only gets worse after Galidraan, and honestly, Tarre can sympathize. He too would curse up a storm if his entire movement was slaughtered and his son sold into slavery. He actually did perform some of the more colorful acts of vengeance that Jaster describes, all those years ago when he was crude matter, and the Sith had kidnapped his padawan. It was part of what had made him leave the Order, once the Sith had been defeated. The shame of those moments of raw, unadulterated violence, the whispers in the halls that perhaps he was simply too Mandalorian...they had followed him since he was a babe in the creche, but towards the end they had grown in number and volume.

Then one day, Jaster starts cursing Jango's name. It honestly shocks Tarre enough that he breaks his most important rule: not engaging in conversation with Mand'alor the Ridiculously Loud. He's curious, sue him.

(Inside his head Tarre cannot help but chuckle, because his master had often said his curiosity would be the death of him. Now that Tarre was dead, would it be the life of him? He doesn't know. All he knows is his friend Fay would have groaned at that poor excuse for a joke.)

Turns out Jaster's son, his precious boy, his poor, brutalized child, has decided to help in a Sith plot that would see the Jedi destroyed, all for the low price of millions of enslaved sentients.

Tarre – who avoided looking at the affairs of the living after his descendants sacked Coruscant and stole the Darksaber from the Temple where he left it, turning his tool for peacekeeping into a weapon of war and giving the anti-Mando factions in the Senate all the ammunition they needed to unleash the Dral'Han – tunes back in. He's horrified by what he sees.

He can't help but watch as the Clone Wars wages through the galaxy, as Manda'yaim is subjugated by the Empire, as Mando'ade are so brainwashed by the Sith (and oh how it burns, that the ancient enemy managed to slip through their fingers all those years ago) and their propaganda that they build the very weapons the Empire turns on their fellow verde. His brief moment of jubilation at seeing the Mandalorian rebellion nearly succeed is crushed by the Night of a Thousand Tears.

It's horrible, and made even worse by the realization that out there in the darkest edges of the galaxy, hidden away like the spider-roaches they are, the Sith survive. They had devastated his people, both his peoples, and they had survived with plans to do it all over again.

The Ka'ra meets more frequently now than anytime in Tarre's memory since the Dral'Han. Or the first Dral'Han, he supposes.

Things had gone so wrong, the Manda was full of souls who had lived too-short lives and the Force was constantly screaming in pain. Mandalore, Geonosis, Alderaan, Serenno, all were devastated by an ill-tempered madman high on the pain he caused and his army of sycophants. That much needless, senseless death leaves lasting scars on the fabric of the galaxy.

"If we could go back and fix it all..." It's Mandalore the Binder who says it. Harswee's greatest native son had been silent since the burning of his homeworld's fields. Where once there had been herds of wooly-nerfs and banthas grazing without care, now there was only blackened ash. To hear him speak now in that rumbling, gravely drawl of his...they cannot help but all pay attention.

It's a simple statement, one that most of their number had been thinking, but never said aloud. What was the use in longing for the impossible?

But then, Tarre thinks, is it really so impossible?

Tarre's curiosity would be the death of him, his old master used to declare, before indulging his inquisitive padawan's bad habits. Sometimes, such indulgences led to Tarre and his dearest friend exploring long abandoned Temples with little to no supervision. And in one of those Temples, there had been holocron upon holocron dedicated to the study of Time and it's relation to the Force.

It was Fay who put together the fragmented ramblings of half-mad acolytes, the accounts of failed rituals. It was Fay – who the Force loved so deeply even then – who figured out how such a ritual would work. And it was Tarre who she chose to share this information with.

It was heretical, a piece of the Force that tread dangerously close to the Dark. Tarre had shoved that knowledge, that terrible burden his dearest friend had inflicted upon him, deep into the recesses of his mind, never to be accessed again. Until now.

To fix it all, to send back the consciousnesses and/or bodies of a few chosen champions...it's tempting. It tempts Tarre almost as much as the Dark did during that one horrid year, when his master had been killed, his riduur assassinated, his people ripping themselves apart—

He brings it before the Council of Kings. It's the only way to be sure he's not being guided by his own selfish desires. The Mandalores of the past are a vast group, filled with individuals as varied as the stars for which they are named.

The vote is a close run thing. For all the Mandalores who ascended to the position through their love for their people, there are just as many who rose to power through force of arms or hatred of the Jedi. Many of the latter view Tarre's very presence as an insult, as do some of the former.

Surprisingly, it's Mandalore the Indomitable who breaks the tie. The former Mand'alor had served his Sith master faithfully in life, had died to fulfill his oath, and millennia later the Sith repaid his sacrifice with the blood of millions of his own people. He detests the Jedi, he makes this point very clear, but he loves his people more. Let the jetii in their ranks perform his Force osik. Even if the very thought of such an act makes him feel sick to his stomach, the survival of their people and their Creed is more important.

With the vote decided, Tarre merely has to pick his Champions. The range of the ritual can only go so far back. The Force is infinite, but Tarre's presence within it is not. He had gone through great lengths during his early life to not seem too strong, too much of a threat, and his efforts had resulted in a rather limited way of thinking.

He brings in Jaster to help make the decision. As annoying as the man could be, as much as Tarre disagreed with him on matters of morality and honor, he was quite knowledgeable about the destination time period. Both of them made their careers not just on the strength of their arms, but in the force of their personalities. They know what they need to look for in potential champions: those who would follow the orders of the dead, those whose skill set would prove apt for their designated theaters of war, and those who could be manipulated through their honor and beliefs.

That last one, the manipulation, it leaves a sour taste in Tarre's mouth, but the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.

In their dreams that night, two young Mandalorians and a Jedi are offered a choice by Tarre. They all accept.

Simultaneously, at the very edges of the Manda a father speaks to his son for the first time in many years, and in the face of his buir's stern disappointment the son reverts back to that orphaned fourteen-year-old. He agrees to his orders, and dreads facing his greatest mistake.

And in the Force, the essence of what was once a young knight who sacrificed himself for his family is plucked away from the collectiveness he had been lost in, and offered a similar choice. He eagerly accepts.

[bolithesenate]

in a fight, Kad, right?

[padawansuggest]

So in the baby-wan AU (hilariously, it is tagged that, but that post has gotten too big to keep reblogging lmao) where Obi-Wan travels back to a 7 year old body with all the PTSD, the first time Jaster (his new Mando’buir) mentions that a little Mando’Jetii should have armor, Obi-Wan mentions that he wants bracers (they’ll have to be plated so he can flex his wrists) made of cortosis metal, and Fay agrees very sagely, informing the very confused Mandalorians that Jedi can’t wear much (if any) beskar because it messes with their connection to the force, but cotorsis is a metal that deactivates lightsabers on contact.

Jaster, who now knows that his newest son cannot use beskar and will never train with a lightsaber, decides then and there to hunt down enough cortosis for bracers and greaves and a small midsection wrap (meaning not quite plates, so much as criss crossing wraps of metal that’ll curve around his midsection with the hope that the cortosis would stop a saber and deactivate it in time not to be cut) and maybe a beskad too, so he can still have a weapon himself after a saber has been deactivated.

This unfortunately means that he will not be sparring against other Jedi unless they trade their sabers for a beskad, but a few of his friends will happily comply with that to get him some solid practice.

They also have a small flashback when Jaster asks why Obi doesn’t want a helmet and will refuse one if offered. Mainly, a flashback where he stutteringly tries to explain the mask Ventress put on him and what it did and why it was scary and that he was like that for over a month while people thought he was dead and she hurt his friend and- yeah. Jaster gets his first taste of Jedi PTSD and some of the most fucked up shit you can do to a living creature both in one go. He is horrified and now Obi-Wan is being plied with kisses and snacks by many verd’e.

Jango immediately teaches his baby brother his favorite bad words. He’s only 14 so he knows ALL the best words that’ll have Jaster yelling at them, but Jango is an adult now so Jaster isn’t as stern when telling him not to say them, which takes ALL the fun outta it, so he has to make sure the baby knows to tell Jaster all the cool new words he’s learned. It’s important.

While they’re on Mandalore, Obi-Wan gets fitted for his first armor (which are made of leather for extra protection before he’s old enough for metals) and Fay gently rebuffs the need for weaponry (the nice female Mandalorians fawn over her thinking she’s young till they realize she’s over 1200 at least and met Tarre a few times lmao, Fay is living for pretty woman fawning over her tho) but eventually accepts a baton of cortosis with the understanding that force suppressants exist and if she was suppressed, she still wants a way to turn off a saber. They’re a little shocked when she tells them she can turn off someone’s saber mid-battle with just the force, which shocks them because they thought Jedi had ways to keep that from happening. They do, she’s just stronger than that.

Fay keeps giggling when she tells the council they finally have another Mandalorian Jedi in the order again. They sigh really loud at that and tell her she better figure out their political situation so they can help get rid of the terrorists they said they had a group of now, so they can make the planet safer for Obi-Wan and any other kiddos that end up there. This, of course, is how Agricorps end up involved as they should, lmao.

[panther-os]

I need an Arla Fett and Jedi Master Fay buddy cop fic actually

Fay, millenia-old traveling hermit Jedi Master with wisdom and skill beyond any other force sensitive in the galaxy, iirc apprenticed to the mand'alor tarre viszla who made and first wielded the darksaber:

Arla, forty year old bundle of trauma, sister to the Mand'alor, with 3mil enslaved competently violent niblings, who has a single knife and is about to make that everyone's problem:

Fay: ffffuck ;;;;; im lov her

[olives-and-lilies]

Guess who got to work on another bang~! Over at @swbigbang

I got to illustrate for the Bonds of Beskar Sequel: Dagger’s Dominion by @popjeckdoom

Getting a chance to do a more traditional portrait scene for the third piece was just so much fun, I’ve missed getting to stretch my skills like that. I don’t bring it out very often, but it was SUCH a hilariously cute scene. Read it, you’ll love it. I promise.

Our beta Beth-the-Human recommended doing a metallic wrap instead of just cloth, and an Arabic technique called tulle-bi-telli, so Wolffe got this beautiful but complex Beskar woven fabric that kicked my ass to illustrate, yet was so worth it.

[jewishcissiekj]

Just spent too much time making an awful The Dark Woman meme it's bad out here

Posting it won't just stay in my gallery for nothing

[kyuremking]

Chapters: 4/?

Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Luke Skywalker, Fay (Star Wars), The Force (Star Wars), Tarre Vizsla, T'ra Saa (Star Wars)

Additional Tags: Time Travel, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence:

Luke deals with a sith shrine in the depths of the jedi temple

[cienie-isengardu]

[blackkatmagic]

call me haunting update

Chapter 3 is now up!

[fwakes31]

So who’s it gonna be in the Kenobi series then? 

Kenobi's track record of people dying in his arms (legends and cannon)

Cerasi - shot by a sniper in front of him

Siri Tachi - fatally injured, Obi-Wan tried to help but Siri stopped him knowing it was too late

Qui-Gon Jinn

Zam Wesell

Master Fay 

Satine Kryze

Asajj Ventris 

Tiplee 

Padme 

Maul

Only a week to go!!!😬

[direwolfrules]

Random 3 Mandos AU exchange I just thought of:

Jaster: Yes! Befriend the Jetti’ad! Then use her to get into the Archives!

Korkie, who’s tired after dodging six assassination attempts in one day: Can’t I just go to bed?

Jaster: No. I need to see Tarre Vizsla’s holocron. You don’t understand Kor’ika, rumor is in addition to his personal thoughts on Mandalorian law, he also recorded a bombass cocktail recipe on it.

Tarre: Actually the cocktail recipe was on a separate holocron. Gave it to Fay and that glorious bitch never gave it back. Also stole my favorite tunic.

Korkie: I just– that tracks. I don’t know why I bother, I’ve turned out semi-sane in spite of you all. Now can I please go to bed?