all the mace


Daisy Johnson in Agents of SHIELD: ‘Broken Promises’

Senior Initiate Kenobi

Hello There! I just wanted to thank everyone for their overwhelming response to my first little bit fun with Ahsoka and Tiny BB! Obi-Wan. (That is totally his name now and no one will convince me otherwise.) I am so, so humbled by all of the lovely comments and tags and reblogs you’ve given me and I cannot thank you all enough!

And now, we return to our previously scheduled Adventures of Ahsoka and Obi-Wan!

And if you have no idea what I’m talking about Part One is right here! And you can find Part Three here!

Was Ahsoka losing her mind?

“I’m sorry. What did you say your name was?” she sputtered in shock.

If it was possible, the boy in front of her looked even more crestfallen than before, his blue eyes darting off to the side as he hunched his shoulders defensively and bowed his head. “My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi.”

Yes. Ahsoka decided she was losing her mind.

Or maybe this a dream? Or a Force vision? Yes! Let’s go with Force vision. But what is the Force trying to tell me?

And why did this tiny version of Master Obi-Wan look so terribly depressed?

“It’s nice to meet you, Obi-Wan,” Ahsoka finally said, returning his bow with one of her own. “Where were you headed in such a rush?”

Obi-Wan seemed startled at her kind words and looked up at her, his wide blue-grey eyes doing that squinting thing Master Obi-Wan’s did whenever Anakin was trying to pull a fast one over him. It was almost comical coming from a child half her age.

Comical and heartbreakingly familiar.

“I was on my way to saber practice with Master Drallig,” Obi-Wan sighed, apparently deciding that Ahsoka was to be trusted. “I’m afraid I shall be late now. Master Drallig will be most displeased with me.”

Saber practice? With Master Drallig? Then that meant…

This is the Temple. I’m in the Temple. On Coruscant. This is a vision of the past. Of Obi-Wan’s past.

But why was the Force showing her this?

“Why don’t I go with you and explain it to him?” Ahsoka offered, a smile on her face. “If it hadn’t been for me, I’m sure you would have been right on time, right?”

Obi-Wan bit his lip and looked off to the side, his hands clasped behind his back as he rocked on his heels. “Ah… well, to be perfectly honest, Master Ahsoka, I am already tardy for my instructions.”

“How late are you?” Ahsoka asked, incapable of believing that Obi-Wan Kenobi could be late to anything, let alone to a class on lightsaber instruction. Anakin, yes, but Obi-Wan? Never!

Obi-Wan frowned. “Class started fifteen minutes ago.”

“Fifteen minutes ago?” Ahsoka echoed, shocked. That did not sound like the Master Obi-Wan she knew. “Why are you already so late?”

And why do you still look so sad?

Pursing his lips, Obi-Wan managed to get out a pained but polite answer. “I was talking with Master Sinube and he can be a bit… loquacious. It would have been terribly rude of me to interrupt him! He is a very wise master and I… eh-hem. And now I am even more late, Master Ahsoka.”

Then Initiate Obi-Wan did the same thing that Master Obi-Wan did when it was clear he was done explaining himself: he pulled his hands from behind his back, set his chin, and nodded solemnly. When she had been younger it had been intimidating at first, then amusing and now, to see the origins of that little head nod on such a small boy, it was positively endearing.

“Well then at least let me go with you to explain my part in this whole mess,” Ahsoka smiled, a soft and affectionate laugh following her statement. “Where is the class being held?”

“In the Northern Solar Room,” Obi-Wan explained, marching forward and his head held high. “And thank you, Master Ahsoka, but you need not impugn your honor on my account. I, alone, am responsible for my actions. I chose to offend Master Drallig’s sense of punctuality and I should pay the price for it.”

Ahsoka shook her head, a feeling of warmth and affection for this tiny version of her master’s master suffusing the Force. “I think my honor can take the hit, Obi-Wan.”

Obi-Wan looked back at her, one eyebrow arched in skepticism. He gave her a long look with those clear blue-grey eyes before he came a conclusion and shook his head. “As you wish, Master Ahsoka.”

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we can:

  • go to little cafes and try their coffee
  • spend 7 hours at half priced books
  • take naps
  • go on picnics in the spring
  • hold hands
  • paint each other
  • play ukuleles and make up shitty songs
  • talk about philosophy
  • watch movies with your mom
  • go on bike rides until we get lost
  • get tattoos (ill let you design mine)
  • go camping and smell like bonfire together
  • bake macaroons and other cool treats
  • star gaze on my roof
  • laugh a lot and be happy with/for each other

they tell me you’re out there. and i cant wait to meet you.

  • Plo Koon: You have our most humble apologies, Ahsoka. The council was wrong to accuse you.
  • Mace Windu: This was actually your great trial
  • Plo Koon internally: fuckin really mace all I was trying to do was admit we fucked up one diddly damn time and you have to make this about the trials can we do this later after she and skywalker embrace as we completely admit that we WERE. WRONG.
  • mace windu: beats palpatine fair and square, is powerful asf, put the fear of jedi into pasty sidious
  • fanboys: palpatine was acting weak!! he only wanted to show anakin that the jedi were fakes uwu!!
  • finn: holds his own in a light sabre fight, blasts that mofo ren in the effin shoulder, shocks pasty kylo beyond recovery
  • fanboys: kylo was only toying with him!! he was taking it easy the whole time uwu!!
  • me: I sense a pattern

Maybe if we all concentrated on his mind together.

anonymous asked:

For the au meme, would you do a Obi-wan as Mace 's Padawan ?

  • Yoda has Plans, of course, but recently-Knighted-his-padawan Mace Windu is wandering through the Temple alone and pondering upon adding a few new Vapaad moves, missing having Depa as a sounding board now that she’s taking missions of her own, and literally trips over an initiate that is full of anger and righteousness and a deep, abiding love for the Order and also about to apparently get shown off to somebody in an exhibition match or something, which, WHY, HE IS PERFECT, WHO NEEDS TO SEE ANYTHING ELSE IF THEY’VE MET HIM?? Also, there’s the suggestion of at LEAST three shatterpoints literally SITTING on this fucking kid, and they are fucking INTENSE ones because they are all decades out but they are also all rock-solid and Mace can already see them starting to show. If the Force has ever wanted him to sit the fuck up and Take Notice more than this, he could not even THINK of when it had been. 
  • “I realize you’re busy at the moment, but you don’t have a prospective Master, do you?” he asks, eyeing the kid’s right ear. There is zero sign of anything even resembling a braid but it’s polite to ask and all. “Uh–what?” Obi-Wan asks stupidly. Mace tries to remember how you woo a padawan into accepting your teachings; Depa sort of just latched onto him and things went smoothly from there, he’s not really sure how to just adopt one cold. Then again, the direct approach has served him fairly well in life. “The Force is telling me you would be a very suitable padawan for me, and I would be honored to prove myself as a suitable master to you,” he tries. “Will you accept?” 
  • Obi-Wan has never said “YES PLEASE” so fast in his LIFE. It’s MACE GODDAMN WINDU, Vapaad Master and all-around badass and CHAMPION OF THE JEDI, of COURSE he says yes. He goes to the exhibition match against Brock just dazed and confused af and also not entirely sure he’s still supposed to do it now, but also FUCKING DYING OF JOY TO THE POINT HE CAN’T STOP GRINNING. Everyone is like “um Obi-Wan are you okay” and then Mace sweeps in behind him and claps his hands down on his shoulders like “HEY so Master Yoda, I know you’re doing a thing here but I’d like to take my new padawan to get a haircut and put a braid in if that’s cool with you?” 
  • “What,” Yoda says blankly as the initiates all freak out and Qui-Gon IMMEDIATELY takes the opportunity to FLEE LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER, BLESS YOU MASTER WINDU HE OWES YOU ONE, HE OWES YOU TWENTY-ONE. Yoda is like FUCK, SO CLOSE I WAS. Brock Chun is eeeeven more pissed than in canon, probably, that’s definitely gonna bite someone in the ass later. <<;; 
  • And ah yes the impending first meeting of tiny Padawan Kenobi and Jedi Knight “you literally JUST Knighted me and you’re ALREADY taking a new padawan, Master, omg take a VACATION why don’t you” Billaba. It will be BEAUTIFUL. ❤

Star Wars Age!Squash AU, Comic #08

Padawan Era - Xanatos & Obi-Wan

Obi-Wan Kenobi barely avoided being sent to the Agri-Corps and losing his chance to become a Jedi when he was chosen as the Padawan of Xanatos du Crion. Only a few hours have passed and Obi-Wan is still buzzing with disbelief while his friends congratulate him when he is suddenly contacted by his new Master. He has not packed and doesn’t even have the time to say good bye as he scrambles to obey, eager to not disappoint Xanatos. But his new Master’s orders get stranger and stranger, and Xanatos only provides sweet smiles and no answers. Obi-Wan doesn’t know whether he should be wary of their suspicious activities or whether he should just be grateful he has a Master willing to take him at all. Obi-Wan quickly realizes he knows very little about his new Master.

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oh my GOD, so in “Unfinished Business,” the last episode of the Bad Batch arc, there’s a scene where Mace and Obi-Wan jump into a room filled with a ton of battle droids.

As all the droids turn around all, who’re these dudes, Mace MAKES A SPEECH.

“My name is General Mace Windu of the Jedi Order.  At this point of the Clone War, I have dismantled and destroyed over one hundred thousand of you Type 1 battle droids.  I am giving you an opportunity to peacefully lay down your weapons so that you may be reprogrammed to serve a better purpose than spreading the mindless violence and chaos which you have inflicted upon the galaxy.”

And Obi-Wan is just like, “what the FUCK, Master Windu.”

Spoiler: it does not work.

I just really love Mace Windu, okay.

Midnight Talks Obi Wan x Reader

request: “Sharing a bed with Obi-Wan, not necessarily smutty but like more like cuteness.”

warnings: none

word count: 337 (very short, sorry!)

a/n: hope you like it! enjoy!

Your day had been long and stressful. Your X-wing broke and you tripped down the steps in front of your coworkers. To top it all off, you ran into Mace Windu, who was not happy with you at all.

All you wanted was to wipe your existence off the face of the earth but alas you could not. It was late and you hoped a good nights sleep would fix your bad mood. You opened your bedroom door to see Obi Wan already laying down between the sheets. He rolled over and sat up to look at you.

“(Y/N)? Why are you getting home so late?” He asked you. You had been dating Obi Wan for a while now and you still were incredibly grateful for how caring he was about you.

You took off your shoes, not even bothering to change into your pajamas. “Very, very long day,” you replied lazily, plopping down on the bed. Obi Wan immediately wrapped his arm around your shoulder and brought you closer to him. He kissed your temple lightly.

“What happened?” He asked. You went into a long explanation about all the bad things that had happened all day. Obi Wan was vert attentive and didn’t interrupt until you finished. He frowned and you sighed, resting your head on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry. If its any consolation, I have embarrassed myself many times in front of Mace and my fellow co-workers. One time I was practicing with Master Yoda when I dropped my lightsaber. It doesn’t sound like a big deal but as a Jedi you are trained from day one to keep a firm hold on your lightsaber. Most people watch us train on their lunch breaks, so 15 people were also watching me.”

You stifled a laugh and hugged Obi Wan tightly, kissing him passionately. He ran is hand through your hair and you pulled away, laying your head on his chest. His heart was beating fast and you smiled, wondering how you got so lucky.

imagine if kitster banai had been extremely sensitive in the force, too, and qui-gon had taken them both with him.

it takes some finagling, and a lot of desperation on anakin’s part, but kitster’s apprenticed, too; and now they’re an inseparable disaster duo hellbent on making yoda tear the rest of his hair out.

sneaking out for street racing? check. trying to see if they can use the force to fly? check. stealing all the bolts from mace windu’s office chair? TRIPLE CHECK. kitster videotapes it and anakin puts it on the holonet and they raje in the views.

jedi kitster with double sabers - “KIT YOU’RE GONNA CUT YOUR HAND OFF WITH THAT REVERSE GRIP -” “LET ME LIVE, ANNIE” - and the both of them honoring tatooinian traditions in secret, slowly becoming disillusioned with the jedi order but wanting to change it. they’re going to free the slaves.

they get yelled at for being attached every other week, but it doesn’t stop them. nothing the jedi do can stop them - padawan banai, how did you sneak out of a locked room with no windows? padawan skywalker, scaling the side of the temple to crawl through kitster’s window is inappropriate conduct!

the second anakin dreams of shmi, kitster talks anakin into stealing a ship and flying to tatooine. they’re grounded for months, but it’s okay because anakin has an encrypted channel he speaks to his mother with and kitster has bragging rights.