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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
What would the Galactic Empire look like if Ahsoka Tano had allied with Maul and taken on Palpatine and Darth Vader? Probably not what you would think. It certainly wasn’t what Darth Tano had anticipated her path to lead, as she walked towards her throne.
Amazing fan art by @manofbeskar
Day Five of Sapphic Ahsoka Tano Week
SEPTEMBER 5 | MASTER: A person skilled in a specific craft and able to teach others; a title reserved for those who have shown exceptional devotion to the balance of the Force and superior combat skills.
Sokabine
Sith!Ahsoka
She’s mommy, she’s daddy, but above all else, she’s master
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I didn't know you were taking prompts!!! But if you still are — “I’ll always be here for you.” for Obi-Wan and Ahsoka?
My dear, my inbox is ALWAYS open for prompts, I swear half my fics are prompt fics lol!
For anyone confused or wanting to play you can send in a Fluff Prompt or a Cuddling Prompt an Angst Prompt (I swear I reblogged a list of those and I know I posted fic for it, but now I can’t find the list????) or just something you’d like me to write! Sentence starters, fic titles, etc etc etc. :D
Also, forgive me, there’s a tiny bit of angst in this because suddenly it became canon to the Twilight Sith!Soka AU but it’s still mostly fluff!
Ahsoka cursed softly as she stared at the unmarked tea box. It wasn’t like her day hadn’t already been frustrating enough but to get so close to her daily allotted dose of poison only to cruelly have it ripped away from her...it was nearly the last straw. She tilted it to pour a few leaves out and hummed thoughtfully as she sniffed and poked at them, as if she was versed enough to know just from that what kind of tea it was. Brilliant, she’d just have to waste some to find out.
“Rooibos I’m afraid,” Obi-Wan chuckled lightly from behind her, a small wash of blue light poked around Ahsoka’s arms before he moved to her side. “This is not the tea you’re looking for.”
She slowly, carefully, put the lid back on and then proceeded to tap it against her forehead in a satisfying thwaping sound.
“Mmm, quite.” He chuckled.
It turned out that Anakin was not the only Force ghost alive. Alive? Ahsoka squinted at the tin again, frowning at her bony fingers as she took a deep breath. Existing maybe, arguably alive. But where Anakin had only had the bravery to face her that first time on his own terms, always deferring to her after she’d left Dagobah, Obi-Wan had no such compunction.
Which was wildly hilarious if she thought about it too long. Anakin Skywalker being polite and overly formal while Obi-Wan Kenobi often just waltzed into her life without a care before vanishing again.
“This one here,” one of his incorporeal hands poked at another unmarked tin, “Strong enough to keep me up a whole day, and bitter enough that I wouldn’t waste it.” Somehow his eyes managed to twinkle through the glowing. “So it should suit you just perfectly.”
She snorted, one hand covering her eyes as she tried to not smile. Damn him. “I am not that bitter.”
His eyebrows shot towards his receding hairline as he stared her down.
Bastard. “...anymore,” she grumbled while switching to the other tin.
Inside of this one is a much smaller leaf with the occasional spot of gray among the brown. Like the whole hut, the tin was covered in dust but the inside is pristine. Obi-Wan may have given up many comforts while living on Tatooine, but apparently suffering stale tea was not one of them. A small sniff almost makes her gag, it’s overwhelming. Smoke and funk and stinky feet.
“You drank this?” Ahsoka asked, aghast on his behalf.
Obi-Wan smiled benevolently as he sat on the counter, shifting slowly as the memories came to him until there was no longer an old man but a young one instead. She will never say it, but Ahsoka likes when he changes to look like this. Like her best memories of him.
“I got tired of Cody stealing my kaf, so I got creative.”
The faintest smile tugged at her lips. “I see, and now decades later you’re trying to kill me.”
He tilted his head back to look at her literally down his nose. “You are the one who calls caffeine poison. I’m merely assisting.”
“Too much of it kills you and it developed so animals wouldn’t eat it,” Ahsoka shrugged but still went about preparing the pot, “therefore, poison.”
The spoon she was using to measure the leaves out passed through his armor covered hand before she dropped the remaining leaves back into the tin and sealed it. Apparently the limit for three cups of tea was pitiful.
“Oh don’t pout, you’ll thank me later.”
“I do not pout.” Ahsoka grumbled as she waited for the water to boil.
As they lapsed into a comfortable silence Obi-Wan slowly changed back to the age he was when he died. Slain by Vader she’d learned, almost backsliding as the rage and horror and pain washed over her. Her fury nearly boiled over at her grandmaster’s flippant, “Well I did tell Anakin not to do it, but he never did like listening to me.” She’d yelled and he’d left, and then a few weeks later he returned to point out an error in her paperwork.
And then a few days after that to mock her pitiful attempt at cooking. A few weeks after that he popped by to chat. Months later he scared the kriff out of her while she’d been on the fresher and he simply vanished into a mortified mist.
But more and more he came all the same. Usually to chatter idly with her, but sometimes to assist her.
Like now.
Ahsoka had come back to Tatooine to gather whatever might be left of Obi-Wan’s corporeal life. It had mostly been as a distraction while Barriss was meeting with the boy. She carefully put the tin back down and made sure to not lose control of her grip and dent it. Barriss was off meeting with Skywalker and Ahsoka had known that trying to stay home would be foolish. So she came here instead to pack and clean and sell the place if possible. She wasn’t surprised that he would show himself here, it was his home after all.
All the same.
“Why are you here?” She finally asked, making sure to keep her eyes trained onto the pathetically slow burner.
There was a pause before he asked, voice soft and small. “Do you want me to leave?”
She snorted again and glared at him, “What did I just ask you?”
Obi-Wan shifted a bit. Hair growing and thinning, wrinkles coming and going, but his eyes always sharp and bright. “...two reasons. The first, well, simply put I had a promise to keep with you that I failed at rather spectacularly.”
At her confused look he paused again, before smiling warmly, “I did say I’d always be there for you.”
It was kind of funny that her first thought was about how she thought she’d lost the ability to blush, all the burst capillaries in her face over the years and training should’ve stopped something so obvious. But the way he said it, the genuineness she felt in the Force, she was flushed from head to toe. The wiggling feeling in her chest wasn’t discomfort though, no it was...goodness, it was warmth. She didn’t know how to explain it. The soft edges of the feeling and the energy behind it.
She returned his smile with as much of the strange gooey feeling as she could before looking back at the burner, of course since she’d been distracted the water was now boiling. She pulled it off the heat and waited until the bubbling settled to pour. “And the second reason?”
“Yes, the more pressing one.” He didn’t even give her a half second to tense up. “I missed you.”
“...you missed me?”
Obi-Wan frowned at her, befuddled before answering. “Of course.”
Like it was just that simple.
Ahsoka counted down the seconds until she could take the leaves out, reaching through the Force to him. Cradling the feeling of his presence as best she could with her own.
Maybe it was.
She poured her first cup and without allowing herself too much time to smell took a sip. It was as awful as it smelled. The second sip was no better. The third was somehow worse. But with the stimulant hitting her system Ahsoka found she didn’t care that much.
She still tilted her cup towards him. “I understand you want to spend more time with me, but killing me isn’t the way to do it old man.”
Obi-Wan laughed, fingers lacing together over his stomach.
The rest of her time there, he hovered by her side with a bland smile to cover his vicious barbs, and occasionally commented on her stimulant addiction with too much glee.
She was going to miss him when she left.
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“Your survival, however, is...most unfortunate. What do you want with me?”
Anakin’s face crumbled, the earnestness in his eyes almost physically painful. “I want nothing, Ahsoka, I wanted to...I just wanted to speak with you.”
She scoffed, “You have always wanted something from me. Out with it.”
(His fingers on her throat, the leather gloves unnaturally cold on his mechanical hand. “Then ensure you remain useful.” He waited until she choked, waited for that small thrill of fear before he released her.)
“Not always,” Anakin whispered desperately, “Not always.”
Your twilight au is the type of angst I try to find in every fandom 😭 The visceral yearning for bonds old and new that is strangled into submission because of a past hurt is 😍
And the layers you give to every connection Ahsoka has?? She has been taught to hate during her time as a sith but it doesn’t bury her natural inclination to love and the internal battle she goes through whenever she interacts with anyone for an extended amount of time is DELICIOUS
(I’m keeping this short cause I don’t want to strain your eye by making you read an essay on why the twilight au is the Best™️. But once your eye gets better you bet I will be turning in an essay on why I am framing it (and everything else you write) up on a wall)
aoikjhfdgkjasdf b-bro!
The Twilight Sith AU is so near and dear to me honestly lol, I dumped a lot of anxiety and depression into this baby but I also played with a bunch of things I normally don’t. For instance, making things chronologically out of order until Ahsoka actually has her shit somewhat together and then making it actually go in chronological order. Like, man, I have so many feelings for this fic!
So it’s just awesome to see people who stand up on their chair in the giant auditorium that is tumblr to shout about enjoying it too :D
I love angst in the framework of eventual comfort, because that’s really life sometimes. And sometimes the happy ending still comes with messy loose ends and things that will never go away. Ahsoka falling and having to claw her way back out just really allows that scaffolding to pay off. And having the ability to see how she interacts with others is just *chef kiss*
Like, I think I was IMing with someone (You?????) a while back about the fic and her relationship with Luke specifically. And like, damn, I want to write that so bad but it’s just not in the cards quite yet. Because she’s learning to cope finally, and one of the faulty logic loops going in her head is that she can shove as much hatred at him as she wants because he took her place and Vader loved him more, and she is totally ignoring how unfair that is considering Luke didn’t even know she existed. Like, they would not do well together b/c of Ahsoka’s insistence that he ruined everything, knowing full well that he didn’t.
I kinda want her to be forced to run into him thanks to Ezra working with him to rebuild the Order. Because there is a gulf of difference between:
the boy (affectionate)
and
the boy (furious disdain)
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I would like to see the essay!!
Best comment I’ve ever gotten on Twilight came in last night.
“This is not good parenting Vader.”
10/10 love it!
Did ghost!anakin ever visit Ahsoka in your twilight au? And if it tickles your fancy can we get a snippet of what her reaction is like?
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A Very Good Question! Which I was compelled to answer in not a snippet but a chapter because mmmmMMMMMmmmmmm this was a great additional!https://archiveofourown.org/works/8086108/chapters/41766191
Sith!Soka sketches
