It's done! Have a sith!Obi-Wan, probably plotting nasty things, judging by that leer.
I tidied up some thoughts on this lad's AU and figured I'd put them here under the cut, mostly to have a handy place to look them up later, and because I'm never gonna gather enough oomph to actually write a fic about it, so I might as well just headcanon-dump xD
I figured it's a bit like an Obi-Maul switch-up, with both taking the place of the other in the larger narrative: Maul's going around the galaxy with Qui-Gon grumbling mildly about picking up pathetic life forms, and Obi-Wan's been Sidious' apprentice since Palps went on vacation to Stewjon and thought "hmm, that baby over there smells like the Force and future murder".
Now, this version of Obi-Wan will grow into a being driven completely by his selfishness and hedonism. A vain and deeply greedy man, seeking the power of the dark side to own everything he finds pleasing, beautiful or satisfying in any way. And what he cannot own, he cannot bear to see in the hands of someone else.
He is terrified of his master's power, and that has kept him in line, but he's been also stewing in the rage of feeling entitled to so much, and not being free to pursue his hunger to its full extent (I'm assuming Sheev patiently cultivated this mental place for him, too, for what's more easy to manipulate than a person who Wants so much, so desperately).
The story goes mostly the same, with the switched up roles for Obi-Maul, right until the end of Phantom Menace. Obi-Wan's right about to stab Qui-Gon when he has a moment of "Huh, what a waste, though" so he just beats the shit out of them both without actually killing them, then calls Dooku going “mission, accomplished, the Jedi are neutralized, and also, I got me a souvenir :)" Dooku goes "Child, wtf, that's my old padawan“ and Obi goes “well, it's my your old Padawan now“
And this is how you all find out a friend on discord sold me on quiobi xD
I know I’ve been away for long, I just happened to break my arm (yeah, that exact arm I use to draw) so I have not much to share by now.
Anyway, I almost recovered, and in the meantime I read a lot of cool stuff at Ao3, so I can’t wait when I will start to drawing again (because I have far too much of images in my head for far too long already)
There’s 👇🏻 my arm btw then and now. Please don’t look if you’re impressionable
Have you ever thought how strange is it, that two random men you don’t even know and haven’t ever met make you wake up every day and live your silly little life day by day, step by step, making it a bit less silly and bit more happy?
They made me live in general, then they made me cry, they made me laugh, look after my friends, take care of myself, love my man, love my family, even sometimes enjoy my life.
Then they made me to go back for my arts, reconsider its place in my life, restart my arts and go explore for my own vision and style.
And they are with me along the whole way, already for 10 years they make me live. Hope they will stay with me long after.
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