The Gang à la Jude Watson era padawans! This was by far the crowd favorite at the @legacy-expo last year <3
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The Gang à la Jude Watson era padawans! This was by far the crowd favorite at the @legacy-expo last year <3
It would be so cool if, in the Star Wars universe, the Jedi archives had a lineage file for each lineage. A lineage tree, similar to the one for the House of Black in Harry Potter....... Keeping this in mind I just want Anakin and Ashoka to learn about it sometime during the clone wars, looking at their lineage only to fine that it's the lineage with the most drama....... their grand/greatgrandmaster left the order/turned into a sith lord, Qui-gon repudiated his first padawan, Feemor, his second padawan Xanatos left/recounced the jedi, and Obi-wan....aged out/left the order himself but returned........ Similar to how the Black family tree had some members burned off....of course the lineage would have their members redacted or X'ed out.
So Skeleton Crew did Kegan with At Attin, and now with At Achrann they did Melida/Daan.
What's next, Telos? Cirrus? Yinchorr?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: Star Wars, Prequel Trilogy, Jedi Apprentice Series, The Wrath of Darth Maul, Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars Legends: Tales of the Jedi
Chapter: 29/?
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence
Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi & Xanatos, Qui-Gon JInn & Feemor, Feemor & Bruck Chun, Xanatos & Qui-Gon Jinn
Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Xanatos, Qui-Gon Jinn, Feemor, Bruck Chun, Bant Eerin, Tahl, Quinlan Vos, Ahsoka Tano, Orykan Tamarik, Cay Qel-Droma
Additional Tags: Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Liberal Use of the Force, It Gets Worse Before it Gets Better, Found Family, Secret Identity, Yoda’s Disaster Lineage, Redemption, Psychological Trauma, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, PTSD, Panic Attacks, Slavery, Minor Character Death, Graphic Death, Graphic Injury, Body Horror, Force Ghosts, Minor OCs, BAMF Obi-Wan Kenobi, Everyone Needs a Hug, Everyone Gets a Hug, Xanatos is a little shit but we love him, Protective Feemor, Bruck Chun gets some character development :)
Summary:
“Young Bant Eerin is having…difficulties.”
Feemor frowns. “Master, we have no way of knowing what she is truly seeing. It could be past, present or future— and we do not even know if the future she sees will come to pass.”
Even so, Bant’s visions are troubling, full of shadow and violence. At the centre of it all is one person. Sometimes man. Sometimes boy. Sometimes something else entirely. But it is always Kenobi, there is no denying that. His essence is the same, no matter how it twists and warps and crumbles.
“If we could only find him—” Qui-Gon interrupts himself, gaze far-off. “In another life, maybe, he could have been my- my padawan, but now…”
Feemor worries for his former Master. And for this strange youngling he’s never even met, and likely never will.
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In which Obi-Wan acts in the only way he knows how after a lifetime of regret and self-sacrifice.
But the thing with that is this: Obi-Wan has thought himself to be alone for far, far too long. And he is not the only player on the field.
Little family photo of Qui-Gon, Tahl, Obi-Wan, & Bant!
the Jedi Apprentice books are really just Obi-wan going through the horrors what the actual fuckkkkk
[Excerpt from tomorrow's update for my current Jedi Apprentice AU fic (the rest of it is here) because I'm editing, and this part is a particular favorite of mine]
The moonlight disappeared, obscured by another passing cloud, and Obi-Wan’s form faded into a different silhouette. Qui-Gon saw the boy that he had taught with such eagerness, the boy he had wrapped in his cloak on many a cold night, and loved and cared for as his own child. The boy Qui-Gon would never see again, except in memory.
Xanatos was gone, but his face remained, a flicker of blue eyes and dark hair and an unforgettable scar in the shape of a broken circle. Qui-Gon wondered what would have happened if he had never chosen Xanatos. If he might have been sent to one of the Service Corps, and perhaps to wiser teachers and a better fate.
Obi-Wan had once hoped that Qui-Gon would choose to be his teacher, and show him the ways of the Force—but that part of Qui-Gon had gone away along with Xanatos and never returned.
The Jedi in the AgriCorps would teach Obi-Wan instead. He would be in better hands, there. He would have a chance to find a place in hearts that did not bear so many scars. The boy was easy to love. Obi-Wan did not need Qui-Gon.
Qui-Gon did not need Obi-Wan.
It made no difference that Qui-Gon could feel Obi-Wan’s relief through the Force as the boy pulled the warm cloak around himself, or feel him drift quietly off into sleep at last. Obi-Wan was young. His mental shields were weaker than the more experienced Knights and Masters Qui-Gon was accustomed to interacting with. It meant nothing.
Qui-Gon stretched out on his sleep-couch and attempted to quiet his mind, pushing away the unwelcome memory of Xanatos’ icy gaze, and the knowledge that he could feel it the moment Obi-Wan began to dream.