Hi guys, sorry for the recent inactivity.
So as it is, we’ve been dealing with a bunch of household members contracting COVID for the past week (and we’re still not out of the woods in that regard), so I needed to destress even if a little.
Ended up doodling Rey and Ben from my AU just..being cute (used pose references from kibbitzer). Ben’s imagination was running wild that day.
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Yeah I’m at galaxies edge ⭐️
Why that scene remind me the bi flag?
A thought on clones and sleeping: I’ve seen a lot of headcanons about claustrophobia from sleeping in pods, but I think it is FAR more likely that clones have trouble sleeping in anything except a pod, at least for the first month or two after they leave Kamino. They have slept in enclosed, secure spaces for their entire lives, and then they get out in the field and the barracks are all bunk beds, and all OPEN. You’re exposed on all sides. Those shinies definitely have trouble sleeping for a while, and I bet a lot of them pair up and sleep back to back in their bunks so they can feel a little more secure.
I drew these for my nephew’s nursery, and thought I’d share them here! Still a noob artist but I’m pretty proud of these!
the boys at sunset
So I had an idea to recreate a Star Wars scene a long time ago from when ACNH released and now that Warp Pipes have been added and I figures out what I can do, I did it!
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Mace: I’m disappointed in you, Skywalker
Anakin: This means… literally nothing to me
Angstpril Day Eleven: “This isn’t you.” cw: comparing the dark side to addiction
Obi-Wan swallowed. He had never thought about what it would look like from the outside to see someone you love so much fall so deep into the dark. He had been so used to relying on it, perhaps that was also the reason he had reached for it so easily when Anakin was in danger. The dark side was just like spice, addictive and disconnecting.
“Anakin, this isn’t you,” he said, his hand hovering above his lightsaber, ready to ignite it at any second.
He could hear the dark sing seductively. It was practically begging him to use it, to subdue his wayward soulmate, make Anakin submit. Obi-Wan had trained in the dark for decades, Anakin was still tripping on the edge of the light, had barely got his first shot. How dare he assume he could take on Obi-Wan—
“Oh, it isn’t?” Anakin cooed, golden eyes fixated on Obi-Wan as he carelessly dropped Ahsoka’s body like she was nothing. Obi-Wan wanted to rip out his throat for that action alone. Ahsoka was theirs to train and cherish, how could Anakin treat her like that!?
“But you’re still you when you use the dark? You’re such a fucking hypocrite, Kalum.”
Anakin’s words struck worse than Sith Lightning.
“I see it now,” Anakin continued. “You were just too weak, weren’t you? You couldn’t contain the dark. That is the reason why Sidious threw you away, why you keep trying to reach for the light even though you weren’t meant for it. But I’m not like you, no. I won’t let anyone else die.”
They never should have followed the beacon, they never should have put a foot on this Force-damned planet.
“Anakin, please. Don’t make me do this.”
He had sworn to protect Anakin. Even when he had nothing, when the world seemed like it was too much, Anakin had been there. He couldn’t lose him.
Anakin’s face turned into an ugly sneer as he ignited his lightsaber. “Your weakness and false lessons are the reasons she is gone. I listened to you, over and over again because I thought you were right. I let them remain alive when she died in my arms because I thought you wouldn’t want me to. But you were just jealous and afraid. You knew I’d be strong then you! I should have killed them, slaughtered them all like the animals they are!”
By the end of his rant, Anakin was screaming and the Force around him split open the earth, creating new pathways for the lava to flow through. Somewhere above them the Son was cackling.
“Don’t try it,” Obi-Wan begged, realization settling into his bones.
He couldn’t kill Anakin. He wouldn’t.
“Watch me!” Anakin screamed and threw himself at Obi-Wan.
(Continuation of this installment in the glorious Coconut Anakin AU)
The thing about Obi-Wan is that he is not, strictly speaking, sane. One could generally make an argument for his sanity as a child, but it certainly slowly breaks under the force of repetitive trauma that is never dealt with. He surely has the appearance of sanity— he fakes it well enough to fool himself (though, to be fair, I doubt he’s really looking)— but he is, as the experts would say, a few bananas short of a smoothie.
Now, as we’ve slowly peeled away the layers of his supposed sanity (through what might theoretically be called psychological torture, were he a real person and I someone capable of stranding him on a desert island planet with a healthy coconut supply) to reveal the freak underneath, I think we’ve talked about him and Coconut Anakin quite a lot. He constructs his padawan out of coconuts, theoretically to help him think, in actuality because he’s deeply lonely and Anakin is, god help him, one of his coping mechanisms.
What we have not talked about is Anakin’s voice.
I did briefly mention, in the first post I made about this au, that Obi-Wan does the voices for both Coconut Anakin and himself when they’re arguing— and that his accent is very bad, his impression moreso. Now obviously, this is mostly for the purpose of “bouncing ideas off of someone” (read: him desperately trying to imitate what he considers normalcy in order to restore some degree of sanity to his seriously unhinged state), and clearly deeply fucking weird, but I do not think this is the only way he interacts with “Anakin.”
That is to say— I would be very surprised if, during his tenure as crazy coconut lover du desolate island, he had never heard Anakin’s voice in his head. If nothing else, he certainly had dreams about him talking. Which is why hearing Anakin’s voice while awake perhaps doesn’t have the effect Anakin was hoping for.
He thinks Anakin is a hallucination. ....And that’s why the conversation goes like this:
Obi-Wan turns around, a small smile creeping onto his face, and Anakin relaxes imperceptibly. It’s not— it’s not normal, that’s for sure. Obi-Wan just refused to let go of a flaming coconut while shrieking, and that’s not standard Obi-Wan behavior. But still. That’s an Obi-Wan smile— small, but with a softening of the eyes that Anakin knows all too well.
And then it keeps growing, and something is off again.
“Anakin!” Obi-Wan says. “I wondered when you would show up again!”
Anakin blinks once, twice, and opens his mouth. Nothing comes out. “Again?”
This is sunstroke. This is clearly sunstroke. Except it’s nighttime, and Obi-Wan is barely burnt.
Anakin’s eyes widen and he rushes into the surf, grabbing Obi-Wan’s head with his hands, prying apart his eyelids, and tilting them up towards the moons. With a sinking feeling, he realizes they’re not really dilated at all.
Obi-Wan hums contentedly, another sign that something is wrong. He doesn’t touch Anakin ever. The one time Anakin tried to give him a hug, he’d flinched back and given Anakin a look like he’d gone crazy.
“This is nice,” Obi-Wan says. “Anakin never tries to touch me.”
Anakin stares for a minute. “I grabbed your head.”
“Mm. And now you’re holding it.”
Anakin has been told that he has a tendency towards panicking— actually, Obi-Wan told him that, which is not fair and totally wrong, since Anakin is great under pressure. He makes his best plans under pressure. But anyways, he’s not panicking now. He is not. He’s just... mildly unsettled by the fact that Obi-Wan hasn’t complained once— that he said Anakin touching him was nice.
“You know,” Obi-Wan says, “I almost wish we could do this more often.” He sighs lightly, the sort of sigh he usually gives when they’re out of caff, or one of his tunics has a stain. “I’ve had a lot of time to think, here. And I wonder— well, did I do the right thing? I got left to run a war when I was thirteen, and I turned out alright. And I didn’t leave you on any planets.” He pauses. “Maybe I should have left you on a planet. Is that a good idea?”
Anakin backs away in horror. Whatever this is, it isn’t Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan didn’t get left on a planet at thirteen. Obi-Wan wouldn’t— wouldn’t do any of this. Something is very, very wrong, and he needs to figure it out fast.
Obi-Wan sighs that same gentle sigh, and turns back to looking at the ocean. “I’ll see you again soon, sometime, probably.”
Anakin doesn’t know how to respond, so he leaves him there, and goes to comm Ahsoka.
Guys....what did Obi-Wan do with Maul’s body??
Did he do the pyre thing like a Jedi? Did he bury him? We know Obi-Wan wouldn’t just leave the body. It was like Obi-Wan was burying/burning some of the last remnant connections to his younger Jedi past and that hurts me to think about it......