Nothing makes me hate Mace more than this scene. Obi-Wan has just become the victim of a terrorist plot against the people of Coruscant, suffered major organ damage and was bleeding out in Anakin’s arms, and now Mace is giving Anakin a lecture about being worried?
Here is where we begin to see just how much it tears him up to be a part of the Jedi Order. If he hadn’t rushed to the scene, Obi-Wan would have been dead. How is that wrong? The Force can’t be with you when you’ve broken your back and shit.
Tired Obi-wan gets a break during the war pls? H/C flufffffff?
When was the last time he slept?
Obi-Wan honestly wasn’t sure if he was confessing it and the
aggravated look on Cody and Helix faces, not to mention the low,
whispered conversation the two carried with each other as if they
were plotting told him it must be more then two days.
But that wasn’t important. He could catch some sleep once he was on
the shuttle again back to the Negotiator, right now he had a council
meeting to attend and pay attention to.
Though his vision was blurry he could hear just fine and responded to
the others and offered information he had managed to scrounge up,
meager as it was as he was always busy with some battle or refuge
When did his chair become this comfortable though?
‘Hmm, that’s not a good sign.’ He thought tiredly while leaning
more back, stapling his fingers a bit together and pinching the
fragile skin between thumb and index on his right hand to remain
It wasn’t doing much and Obi-Wan felt his chin tip forward and then
he knew no more for several hours.
“I told you he looked unwell.” Depa scowled at all of them. “He’s
running the damn army on his own almost. If he’s slept more then
four hours this entire week then I’m a bantha’s uncle.”
Mace sighed and stood since he was closest to Obi-Wan, kneeling down
quickly to carefully tip the Jedi’s head back a bit. Another point
of evidence was the lack of reaction to the touch, Obi-Wan just kept
“…He’s got shadows so dark they almost looks like bruises
around his eyes.” Mace offered in disapproval.
“You mean he doesn’t have blackeyes? I thought he was just
healing.” Kit offered in surprise. “You human species sometimes
heal so slow.”
“No. This is lack of sleep.” Mace grunted. “Must be the first
time he’s felt safe enough to fully conk out since he’s not
reacting.” He sighed then carefully let Obi-Wan’s chin back down,
looking around. “I think we can all agree that he’s not getting
sent out again today. Can anyone cover for him and work with
“I can.” Adi offered softly. “He doesn’t mind my company.”
“Good, for now the 212 and Kenobi are planet bound until he’s
better.” Mace nodded, looking to Yoda who nodded in return in
“Fought hard Obi-Wan always have. Tearing himself down not
necessary should be…perhaps time to part up the tasks he has?”
“…We’ll review his responsibilities and see if some of it can
be divided up.” Mace offered before standing and bending, sliding
his arms between chair and the man to lift him into his arms. “But
for now I think we’re going to get Kenobi to his quarters, inform
his commander, inform Skywalker and let him sleep.” The man offered
firmly. “Any objections?”
“None. But sit on him you might have to when he wakes.” Yoda
snorted. “Or sneak away he might.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Mace shifted Obi-Wan further into his
arms, feeling the copper head fall on his shoulder before he made his
way to the doors.
date night every wednesday (bc Fridays are busy) and sometimes it’s fancy, other times it’s not (”What do you mean Panda isn’t romantic? This is peak romance right here.”)
randomly massages parts of your body without asking
“What are you looking at Shiro?” “Only the most beautiful person in the universe.” “You’re a loser.” “But a loser who’s in looove~”
*soft sigh* “How did I get so lucky?” you’d think you’d be used to this, but it still makes you blush years later
“You’re so perfect, absolutely perfect.” “Shiro…I’m picking up dog shit.” “Yeah~”
has pictures of you, your daughters, and your pitbulls (3) all over his work area
there’s a small voltron dedicated area too, but it’s tiny compared to his family area. Lance is appalled.
“You won’t believe how cute my girls were this weekend!” proceeds to whip out the new 63 photos long album on facebook
speaking of, amateur Dad Photographer Shiro
he’s got a fancy Cannon with a bunch of different lenses
weekend daughter photoshoots are a hoot
your girls grow up loving it, being dramatic, imitating tyra banks, wearing ridiculous outfits, they are owning that back yard
they continue pretty much until the girls are like 13, because “It’s embarrassing dad!” “Ok, but I’m supposed to be embarrassing?”
Soccer Mom Shiro
he’s got shirts that say his daughter’s names and numbers for every sport
he’s got noise makers and flags
the obnoxious parent who heckles the refs
“Hey ref! Did you come from FootLocker!? Because that was BULLSHIT!”
“oH SCREW YOU COACH! YOU WANT ME TO COME OVER THERE AND SHOW YOU HOW A REAL ELBOW GETS THROWN??!!”
he gets red carded, a lot.
you don’t even fight it anymore
the team loves him though because he’s super supportive of the other girls and he brings some killer snacks
not homemade though, he can’t cook for shit
remember his Expedition? He finally traded her in for a new version and is the official Mom Car™ for team/friend trips
let me repeat, he can not cook for shit. but for some reason he can throw it down of the barbecue
convinced it’s a perk you unlock after childbirth
very protective of his daughters, but respects their right to privacy and right to do their own things
but he taught them how to fight, so every fuck boi within a 10 mile radius knows not to fuck with the Shirogane Twins
he chugs that Respect Women Juice
wants to break a kid the first time a daughter cries over a romantic partner. but then he remembers murder on Earth is illegal.
overly supportive in whatever his daughters and you choose to pursue
just overly supportive in everything really
he basically lives for you guys
doesn’t get sick for some reason, so whenever someone is sick in the house, Nurse Shirogane/Dad is on it
“Who wore their shoes in the house?? Seriously?”
*pinches his nose with a deep sigh* “I’m sorry, my daughter punched Travis. But frankly, he kept harassing her even after she told him to stop snapping her bra strap. So the question we should be addressing here, Principal, is why your teacher allowed this sexual harassment to continue and did nothing to help my daughter?” Guess who got detention? Not his daughter.
Wants to cry a bit when his daughters start asking questions about sex
but he’ll be damned if they don’t know everything
it was actually a good family talk, after the initial awkwardness
The Hot Dad
his daughters’ friends all have a crush on him and he can’t figure out why
it’s totally not because he’s hot
or that he’s actually interested in what they have to say
or that he does yard work shirtless
or that he remembers random facts about them that they thought he would forget
his daughters are grossed out
you think its hilarious because you get to tap that
drops off his girls at school
“Have fun! I love you! Make good decisions! I miss you already!”
“OmG DAD GO HOME!”“GROOOOSSS!”
goes to pick them up and has a little sign like people do at the airport that says “Shirogane” with like glitter and hearts and shit
the twins are embarrassed each time but they secretly love it
threw up the first time he had to change a poopy diaper
he did it though. he did it.
sings around the house a lot, just little random song parts or to the dogs
“Where oh where are my pup-py dogs~?” the dogs come slipping and sliding around the corner every time you guys come home
*badly and purposely out of tune* “And there’s the love of my liiiiife!!!~” “Oh stop it Shiro!” “She thinks I’m talking about her~. but I’m talking about the noo~odles~” *you throw a noodle at his head*
accompanied by bad dance moves
speaking of puppy dogs, has 3 pitbulls that look vicious as hell but they’re just as sweet as him
they are wonderfully trained and big babies
his ‘other children’
wouldn’t hurt a fly, but ain’t nobody fuck with you guys on walks
Their names are Mr. Murder (Murds for short), Cupcake (Cakey), and Rebel (Bells). He didn’t name them. The girls did.
There is also a grumpy house cat that nobody knows how old it is or how you acquired it. The Captain has just, always been…
Cappy showed up one day and never left
he’s a solid grey Blue Russian/Siamese mix with green eyes that rules the dogs
only loves Shiro and tolerates everyone else (he loves you guys really, but Shiro is his person)
Shiro baby talks him, “Who’s a good murder cat? You are! Yes! You!!!”
the house cleaner, his house and yard is spotless.
once broke out a ruler to measure the grass. you made fun of him.
“I swear to God, if Jim’s nasty ass tree grows over the fence this year, I will cut it down. I don’t give a fuck.”
fond of power washing
hot mechanic, does his own car work
head kisses for everyone! you are a well kissed family
also you’re the couple that’s always got your hands linked, arms wrapped around each other, or just leaning against each other
you’re always touching. always.
family Halloween costumes
Halloween is his JAM
lives for Halloween decorating
watches House Hunters religiously
The one who drags the family to World Market and Kohl’s for house decor
the house is definitely decorated for every major holiday
and he’s actually really good at decor? Like, you wouldn’t think so given with his clothing style and bad hair cut, but wow. you’ve got a nice house. (yes, i’m dragging Shiro)
you’ve come home routinely to the girls doing is hair and makeup and nails
“Hey honey, look how pretty I am. Didn’t the girls do a wonderful job?” “Just…marvelous dear.” “Right? Your turn is next.” oh no…
doesn’t wash off the nail polish, nobody makes fun of him. nobody.
tries to make you breakfast in bed on your birthday and valentine’s day
he can only make harboiled eggs and toast
when the girls get older, it gets more elaborate because they can help
super excited to teach the girls how to drive, but worried about dying
screamed more than once in the car and tried to slam on his invisible break
“Please…stop… you’re making my hair whiter…”
“I said SLOW, THIS IS NOT SLOW!!!”
Hands are pressing on the roof of the car and he’s twisted in the seat trying to brace himself
one day he figures out how to work the crockpot and can now contribute to family meals
loves taking you guys camping
tent camping, because RV camping ‘isn’t real’
everyone needs a personal bear mace and a dog at all times
the cat goes too, on a harness
family snuggles in the hammock for star gazing. including said pets. it’s a big hammock.
everyone has an absurd knowledge about space. he was an astronaut and lived in space for a few years, so yeah
routinely uses Scary Aunt Allura as a threat
selfies!!! he has a lot of surprise ones where he just comes up and kisses you and takes the picture
the girls are selfie queens too family pictures happen. a lot.
“Family selfie!!” “We’re at Albertson’s????” “Don’t care, get in here.”
just, embarrassing but totally authentic dad!Shiro melts me
Hey I'm trying to write a scene where one character is fighting using hook swords while the other is simply using a mace. I want for the fight to end in the mace user winning, however I'm having issues figuring out some weaknesses to using hook swords online and I'd rather have them win the fight in a more creative way than just brute forcing it since even though physically the mace user is stronger, they're effectively on the same level as far as actual fighting goes. Any suggestions?
You’ve got a serious problem and that problem is mismatched weaponry.
A mace is twenty six inches long.
A hook sword is roughly thirty three and a quarter.
That’s an almost eight inch difference in length, and it’s only the first issue.
The hook swords are faster with a longer reach, lighter, and there’s two of them. The blades on the hilt and the pommel mean they can still be deadly in close range, even potentially switching into a reverse grip.
The second point is these weapons were considered difficult to master, and due to Chinese traditions with martial combat come with the experience of an entire martial art behind them. That’s one of the northern styles like Northern Shaolin. The one aspect to ground yourself with about Asian martial arts tradition is: the more advanced the weapon, the later it’s learned.
For the purposes of these traditions your basic weapons serve similarly to the basic hand to hand techniques learned when we begin training in any style, and these weapons form the foundational understanding of all weapon types. We cannot battle the sword if we do not understand it, we cannot battle the staff if it is unknown. The technique used when wielding a basic staff are the foundation for those utilized with the three-sectional and so on.
European training systems don’t really work this way and were far less formalized, though it’s much more difficult to know what their training looked like. Either way, the mace has a much lower entry level in terms of skill.
Add to that, dual wielding weapons is extremely difficult and the longer
the weapon the more difficult it becomes. Your hands and arms need to
be able to perform complex techniques simultaneously, together and
separately, with a balanced body. Your mind must track both weapons, and
utilize both tactically against your opponent or the one you’re not
using becomes a liability. A well rounded dual wield system will utilize
one weapon (or in this case both) as a means of defense, to block,
deflect, or disarm incoming strikes while the other attacks. Or, they attack together. Two weapons can blitzkrieg on a multitude of angles, strike one after the other, left and right, high and low, forcibly keeping their opponent on the defensive.
It is a very aggressive form of combat and difficult to master. When it is, (with workable weaponry designed for dual wielding) you’ve got a very dangerous fighter.
So, we have a the wielder of a complicated, unusual, difficult weapon designed for speedy, unarmored civilian combat and from a system requiring significant time investment against a guy with a mace.
Unless the one with the mace has armor and a shield, the hook swords have the advantage. They are also designed to be used in unarmored combat, and function in that role far better than a mace. The mace is a specific weapon with a very limited battlefield role as it’s meant to use blunt force to crack open tin cans.
There’s the additional point that dual wielding effectively in battle also requires a fairly high level of training, as there’s much higher risk of the blades catching on each other. Also, given one weapon is European (assuming we’re discussing the European variants of the mace) and the other is Chinese (including the information that the hook sword was a fairly rare weapon to see in use) the idea that they’re on the same level so far as training is unlikely.
Two people from two different styles are unlikely to ever be “equally matched” due to stylistic differences and training approaches. This is part of why two different people trained in two different styles are so exciting when they’re fighting because “equally matched” is thrown out the window into the unknown. And anything so far as versus with these two is merely supposition anyway as the two cultures were at very different technological points when they encountered each other.
In fairness, the hook swords would be similarly mismatched against the rapier due to its length and might be cut to pieces about as quickly. What advantages the hook swords have versus, say, a spear, are out against longer bladed weapons.
Chinese weaponry like the hook swords tend to favor circular motion, the whole weapon is bladed, and falls towards cutting as opposed to striking with the tip. The dual hooks allows them to hook weapons for a disarm, or stop them midstrike. It can also hook arms, legs, or around the back of the neck, with blades on the pommel and handguard meant to keep it’s use in range transitions.
The mace is a weapon that also moves in circles because of how it gains force, the problem is it’s slower. The heavier head on the mace is means by which it generates force, creating greater momentum as it swings. It’s not a matter of strength, but physics and not entirely dissimilar in concept to a baseball bat. However, the heavy head means it will be slower compared to a light blade like a rapier or an epee which are closer in type to the jian and also designed around the idea of unarmored combat.
The one with the mace needs a shield. They needs some way to get close enough to their opponent to bring their weapon into play, otherwise they’re just sitting there with their thumb up their ass as they’re being carved to pieces.
The big issue with weapons is if the other guy can hit you before you can hit him then you’re in serious trouble. I’d worry less about brute force. If you want the wielder with the mace to win, they need a way to get close enough to hit before any other consideration comes up. Then there’s the hook swords’ and their ability to create an escrima stick like defense with blades. Blades whose design intent is to be wielded together.
There’s nothing equal about it, the character with the mace is at a serious disadvantage. One which will get him killed in a straight fight.This isn’t the kind of disadvantage which can be brute forced through, your hero is going to need to be clever. That cleverness begins with utilizing his environment in order to limit the hook swords utility and ability to move.
The answer to dealing with the katana in a modern environment is a tight hallway, preferentially with furniture. Best case, they unsheath it and it ends up in a wall. Worst case, they’re stuck with thrusts. The katana doesn’t thrust that well compared to other swords.
Figuring out potential ways to defeat a weapon in combat begins with understanding how the weapon moves and what you plan to bring against it. It’s not statistics. It’s not physical strength. It’s not equal levels of training. Or anything outside what’s happening in the moment. You have the person and you have the weapon, and it starts by figuring out how both work together (and separately).
Any “here are two cultures who never encountered each other, who had better weapons?” question invites fanboy infighting that usually benefits no one. Besides that, while there’s more available information on Eastern martial cultures than there used to be, the Chinese martial traditions are still insular. To really understand the weapon you’d need to have a conversation with those who practice with them, preferable the masters. Cross-referencing history for when the hook swords were in use and what kind of combat they saw would also be helpful. Fortunately, Chinese cinema and Hong Kong action films will provide you with lots of choreography to chew through.
The Chinese did have a mace variant called the
Chuí, which eventually lost it’s head and moved on to beating people with two metal shafts.
I have no idea if any of this helps, but hopefully it gives you some grounding to work from.
I’M SO SORRY I promise this is the last one!! I also had requests for Yoda as Nick Fury which works too, I just couldn’t pass over the perfect opportunity to do a triple-combo Samuel L Jackson meme because of reasons XD
i’m sorry these just keep getting more and more sketchy and ridiculous
Anakin: [text] obiwan Anakin: OBIWAN [13:05 Missed call from ANAKIN SKYWALKER] [13:07 Missed call from ANAKIN SKYWALKER]
Anakin: pick up ur phone omg pick UP [13:10 Missed call from ANAKIN SKYWALKER]
Anakin: OBIWAN PLS Obi-Wan: Good grief Anakin I’m in a council meeting!! Anakin: i need u to come back to our quarters Obi-Wan: I thought you were leaving an hour ago, why are you still on Coruscant? Anakin: i was supposed to go but i can’t leave u have to come back Obi-Wan: Anakin I swear if you locked yourself in the bathroom again I’m going to take the door off entirely. Anakin: NO it’s not that i need help 😭
Obi-Wan: Well have Ahsoka help you, I’m at work Anakin: no i don’t want to ask her for this Obi-Wan: Anakin if this is some kind of ploy to get me over there… Obi-Wan: It’s not professional. We’ve discussed this. Anakin: omg its not like that Anakin: there is this gigantic bug by my lightsaber its horrible 🕷 get rid of it Obi-Wan: Are you serious? I have seen you EAT actual insects before. Anakin: i know but this is HUGE and its purple and i think its making sounds and i cant leave without my lightsaber PLEASE Obi-Wan: FFS, hang on, I’ll be home in 5 minutes.
So sauntering-down has been giving me de-aged clone feels, but what would happen if the JEDI were the ones to be De-aged? Imagine the poor clones trying to cope.
Cody can’t get over how TINY General Kenobi is(He was a little guy before, but this is stupid cute) and won’t stop floofing his padawan-hair. Obi-wan is still a snarky little shit, but his wit stings a lot less when one of his comebacks is interrupted by his voice cracking
The clones in Quinlan Vos’ unit are amazed how little he changes. Quinlan didn’t really grow up, he just got taller. Similarly, Gree has to deal with Yoda as an infant, and is amazed how little this changes things. Yoda is still bald, , getting into trouble and largely unintelligible. The only difference now is that Yoda is SO tiny that he now fits comfortably inside a helmet, which makes for adorable pictures that are immediately uploaded to the holonet.
Fives and other clones on Kamino almost don’t recognize Shaak Ti, her facial marking change so much. The finally believe it’s he after she addresses the kaminoans attempts to experiment on her with her usual “Do-I-Have-To-Cut-A-Bitch?” tone. Shaak seems to have forgotten much of what she has learned about patience and Fives ends up following her around trying to dissuade her from disemboweling people for being obstructive.
post-puberty Aalya’s Clothes do not fit Pre-puberty Aalya, even though they are nearly the same height, and Bly and the rest of the troops panic and scramble to cover her with whatever fabric they can find, which turns out to be their sleepwear and a tarp. She looks fabulous anyway.
Ponds is amazed to discover that Mace needed eye surgery in his teens, and now that he’s a kid again, is so near-sighted he’s legally blind. He and Trap take turns leading him around like guide-dogs until they can find a set of glasses for him. His hair is back as well, and the texture fascinates them, though they try to be polite about it. Mace knows it is only well-meaning curiousity and eventually lets one of them braid it while he squints at the reports.
There is panic among the Wolf Pack. Droids? No problem! Giant monsters? Got this! Tiny Plo? WHAT THE FUCK DO WE DO!? The first issue is that Plo’s mask nearly falls off during the change, and only stays on because Wolffe Tackles him and pins it in place. There is a scramble to find another mask, then the trials of trying to keep a telekinetic and perhaps too trusting six-year-old out of trouble on the outer rim. The Pack forms a peramenent guard around the tiny Kel-dor, and wolffe spends most of his time carrying him becuase it’s the only reliable way to know where he is at all times.
The winner though, is Rex, who arrives at the temple days later looking a mess and like he hasn’t slept in a month with Baby Ahsoka in a harness on his chest and Anakin on one of those little kid leashes. The restraints do little to keep the out of trouble- Ahsoka can still levitate things off his belt (Like blasters) and the leash is still long enough for anakin to run into traffic, off ledges, and into all manner of danger.“I am not prepared for this level of responsibility.” Rex mutters before collapsing.
Okay I'm totally going to need you to convince me how this is going to be okay because right now I actually feel pretty sick. I don't see how they have enough time once they leave the framework for Fitz to deal with this trauma. Fitz has killed a woman now, even if he wasn't aware he was doing it. And if he tortures Daisy, I just don't think I can watch that. To come out and have their happy engagement would be wrong and rushed. When do they get to heal? Where is the payoff???
Hi Anon! And anyone else who needs this…
Its Going to be Okay!
This story isn’t supposed to be happy or fun, we are in a reality built by a crazy, evil book influenced, programmed by the questionable Dr. Radcliffe, and obsessed with becoming a real girl AIDA here. She has twisted each and every single character. Fitz and May more than anyone else.
I’m just going to run down my major points here. I hope it helps. Again I am not ashamed to say that I am still enjoying this arc. Its uncomfortable and frustrating as all get out. But it has me rooting SO HARD for Fitzsimmons right now. For the entire team right now.
Fitz partly a distraction:
We all know that something the writers do is the fake out. They have us looking at and focused on one thing so we literally don’t see the truck that is coming at us from left field. Season 2 for example. When Real Shield made their move it looked like they were our big bad of the season, that would be the arc. When in fact it was Jaiying and the Inhumans that were the bigger threat. So right now they have the fandom so wrapped up in Fitz….that we are ‘missing’ that thing over in left field about to hit us. A betrayal is coming guys and its going to hurt.
Fitz has been brainwashed:
This is not our Fitz. Period. Iain said at Wondercon that they were two different people. Two different characters. Radcliffe said when talking to him, he talked about our Fitz as a different person, because he was. We saw over and over throughout the episode AIDA manipulate him. I see things like taking his hand, asking for him to protect her, of vocalizing they are trying to take him from her as the triggers. You know how we know he’s been brainwashed…how down right TERRIFIED AIDA was of Radcliffe talking to him. That Jemma was taken out of the picture even before she could be a factor in his life. That AIDA boasted that she had manipulated this world and those in it to meet her needs and wants. Yes, she fixed a regret but each regret built on her fantasy.
With Fitz this goes well beyond fixing a regret. I still believe that initially making him the son his father wanted was just step one in AIDA’s process. AIDA took him as her own.
Everyone is Dark:
We’re not done yet here guys. We have more oh please no moment coming with everyone coming. And yes, Fitz is one of the most drastically different and one they are making sure to highlight but I am uncomfortable with everyone.
Coulson: Yes he’s breaking thanks to Tahiti but he still let Hydra take off with one of his own students. The big reason I think we have Coulson back is he is getting that “you did make a difference/Shield needs you arc here”. Mace is not the leader that Shield needs…he wasn’t in the real world and he won’t be here.
Mace: I am really worried about this version of Mace. While he is doing the right thing I’m afraid he’s going to do some things in that quest that aren’t good. Not to mention that he is a massive threat to the lives of May and Fitz. He will kill either one of them given a chance. He almost reminds me of Jaiying a little here with the “One of us” comment from the promo especially makes me thing of this.
Mack: He will do ANYTHING to protect his daughter (and low key worried how he found the Resistance so easily here guys). He sold out Daisy. But what was very interesting was his view on Inhumans. When we first met Mack he was ‘against’ them for lack of a better word. It was work with Daisy, Coulson, and Shield that helped him change his mind and become one of their greatest protectors.
May: Has been twisted as much as Fitz has. She has been in there the longest. Gone through the most ‘reboots’ of the Framework. It was her team that beat up Daisy. It was her that manipulated Mack using Hope. She is number 3 in Hydra and is a huge threat to her own team as well as a target.
Ward: So leery of Ward. I really fear Jemma will be who he betrays again. And its also interesting he could have gotten a shot on Madame Hydra there…#1….instead aimed for Fitz Hydras #2. Just saying guys…our master manipulators might be at work again here. For him if it comes down to giving up Jemma to save Skye…he’s going to give up Jemma to save Skye. Just as Mack gave up Daisy to save Hope.
They are their own worst enemies:
AIDA is likely the worst villain they have gone up against, a horrid culmination of everyone they have faced before. She isn’t dumb she built this world for HER. She is using loopholes to her advantage. Otherwise I firmly feel that everyone but Fitz would already be dead. So since she had to keep them alive she manipulated (even bragged to Radcliffe that she’d done it) those regrets for her gain.
She also has been in everyone’s heads. She’s been around the team before. She knows they are the biggest threat to her when they are working together as a team. So she either split them up or turned them on each other.
She has also made them each others dragons. It is clear now AIDA is in Madame Hydra. She knows right where Mace and the Playground is but allows the Resistance to continue because it feeds into the manipulation. Especially with Fitz, its another thing he has to protect her from.
I discussed in my meta last night that AIDA seems to be trying to make it so the team won’t ‘want’ to save Fitz (more lies, more manipulation). Here he’s The Doctor, Mace won’t bat and eye if he can kill him Isn’t going to give Jemma the resources she needs to get him alive. AIDA has painted Jemma as the villain. Leaving Jemma pretty much alone now in trying to save him (oh look another parallel). She has Coulson for now but I’m betting he will be pulled away too soon by saving Daisy or getting to May.
She took Fitz as her own:
A lot of what AIDA has done was to build this world how she wanted. To get who and what she wanted, and she wanted Fitz. Someone who would love and protect her. Made her happy. Her interaction with Radcliffe very telling. We said that Fitz treating her like a person would come back…and boy has it ever. She also wanted someone that loved and protected her like Fitz did with Jemma…so she took Jemma’s place. May too, she’s ‘rewarded’ May with a high position because I believe May respected her, liked her, called her brave.
But in taking Fitz in so many ways we really do have an epic love story set up here. Jemma is going to have to fight to get him back. I feel like part of that whole spectacle on the island with Agnes was for show. That AIDA knew Jemma was there set up that whole thing with Agnes so Fitz would see it. Try to shake Jemma, make her think that he was too far gone,. It also took away the little support Jemma had found. Leaving her alone in trying to save him. AIDA is scared as heck of Jemma and her saving him.
AIDA also doesn’t have him fully yet. Fitz says he would cross the universe for her but he HAS done it for Jemma.
Fitz is in there:
In the horror of feels that was last night we saw Fitz peeking through more than once. And every single time we saw it it was because Jemma was in the mix either in person or in a picture. And only with Jemma, May, Daisy, and Radcliffe had no effect (though Radcliffe planted seeds, very important seeds).
Aside for Coulson who is aided by Tahiti we haven’t seen anyone else ‘break through” at all.
May: Came into contact with Fitz, Daisy, and Mack…nothing.
Mace: Came into contact with Jemma, Mack, and Coulson…nothing.
Mack: Came into contact with Daisy, May, Mace, and Coulson…nothing.
Engagement is Endgame:
When we look back at interviews from Loeb, Jed, and Mo they have been hinting at this arc all season. And they have been setting up an engagement for Fitzsimmons all season too.
“This young man as you have never seen him before” that was what Leob said at SDCC and also where we first heard the ‘reward’ talk. And we have seen them pay off everything so far. And coupled with the timing of Jed’s quote in EW, engagement coming up in 15, hints all season, and getting their middle names. I think once they are out they aren’t going to risk it again.
“It could happen. If they ever get back together, that’s something that could happen in their future.”
And I’m sorry to say this but this is TV, A drama at that, we have to jump through all sorts of hoops to get this kind of pay off. That is part of why we are now tearing our hair out and crying until Jemma gets him back. And when she does the pay off will be worth it. Look at what we got after Hogface.
AOS has never ‘dealt’ with trauma and recovery very well. Even Daisy’s recovery a victim of the Ghost Rider Arc. It is often done over hiatus or “off camera. Now we have a situation where its the whole cast that will have things to deal with. So yes, we will miss seeing it but because we don’t see it doesn’t mean it won’t happen.
We can also have the healing ‘begin’ in the Framework, especially for Fitz as he helps get everyone out or plays a part in stopping AIDA once as for all.
Sorry that was a lot but I hope it helps. Just remember its always Darkest before the Dawn and our Sunrise is coming guys.
Ahh??? aHH?????? Um, //AHH??!??!?!?!?!?// Oh my god the latest Twin Suns chapter, oh my god?!?!?!?!? Twin Suns has ALWAYS been my favorite of your stories holy shit, I mean I absolutely love them all but Twin Suns will forever be the one nearest my heart especially with Ben's interactions with Anakin and Cody and /holy shit/?!?!??!?!?! Please please please please PLEASE tell us what happens next!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The two stare at each other in the dark void where the only light
seemed to come from them, both faintly smiling as they take in the
differences and yet the similarities between the two.
The slender versus the broad, the thin versus the muscled, the curls
versus the straight and youth against age.
Yet the copper hair, the freckles, the mole, green eyes and hell,
even the shape of his nose remains the same.
“Is it done?” Obi-Wan questioned lightly, sitting cross legged in
“I think so…yes I believe so. Or it will be soon.” Ben hummed,
mimicking the position before looking around. “Am I dead?”
“I’m not sure. That question is far more… unsettling
considering I never existed in the first place really.” Obi-Wan
hummed. “Do you think you are dead?”
“I hope not. Mother would miss me and Anakin still needs me.” Ben
rested his hands on his thighs. “And Cody… I would have liked to
build a life with him.” He offered more quietly.
Obi-Wan quirked his lips a bit at that. “Then perhaps you should
turn back then.” He looked behind Ben.
Ben turned, blinking at the light shining far in the distance behind
him. “…Will it take me home?”
“It may. If you want it to. Will has a lot to do with what one can
do and can’t do, especially with the Force.” Obi-Wan hummed.
Staring at the light for a few moments, Ben got up and started
walking towards it, leaving Obi-Wan behind as the older man fades to nothing.
There’s screaming, it feels like its in his head but Ben can’t
quite… connect it to anything… or anyone?
Wait no, no Ben knows that scream, that scream is Anakin.
Is Anakin screaming in his head?
There is also the sound of lightsabers.
Of loud yells, enraged and Ben knows at least one of those too.
Mace Windu yells a lot when he does the Vapaad.
Gingerly he shifts and opens his eyes, staring at the dark ceiling of
the chancellor office, a breeze stirring his hair.
That makes him flop his head to look towards the window that’s
broken open at…wait, when did the window break open?
He can’t remember, his last memory was staring at Palpatine and
He’d been run through.
The Sith had run his saber through Ben’s chest and Anakin…
He reached out towards his twin and felt the other stutter to a halt,
shock and then pained relief and anger suddenly running through him
from the others side.
Ben shifted a bit more and looked towards the saber fight happening,
Mace and Depa working in tandem against the Sith with Shaak and Plo
providing backup when either falters. Master Jocasta is sitting
against the wall, a hand clamped to her hip as she watches with
narrowed eyes, burn marks clear on her fancy tunic.
And then her eyes land on him, going wide. “Ben?” Her whisper is
lost in the sounds of the fight but Ben can read her lips.
It makes him smile before he slowly and gingerly shifts, feeling the
hole of his tunics shift against his tender skin even as he gets to his feet
and pulls his own saber from his belt, moving slowly as his free hand
cups his chest.
It hurts still.
He’d check later as he moves with shuffling steps into the right
position, leaning on the Chancellor’s desk and waits.
The moment feels frozen as suddenly Master Windu and Billaba sees him
over Palpatine’s shoulder, their eyes going wide and shock pinging
through the Force. It distracts the Sith who turns around right in
front of Ben.
“Hello.” Ben offered in the sudden dim only broken from the wind
from the shattered window and then his saber as he activates it, the
blade piercing through Palpatine’s chest in a mirror to what he had
done to Ben what feels like hours before for the redhead.
Still staring at Ben, the man lets out a choked breath of air before
falling back to the floor.
Just like that the fight ends.
Ben lets his saber fall from his fingers and leans against the desk
once more, free hand cupping his chest as he raises his eyes to meet
his fellow Jedi’s and give a meek smile. “…I don’t feel so
good masters.” He offered before his eyes closed as his strength
But he doesn’t hit the floor, warm arms wrap around him and cradle
him close. “Easy Ben.” Plo murmurs, his voice sounding off but
perhaps that was with exertion. “Lets get you to the healers little
“Mmmn…Okay. Lets go home? I think Anakin wants to yell at me…”
Ben made a low noise as Plo carefully picked him up.
“Yes, lets get you home child.”
“I don’t know what to say masters.” Che glanced to the medical
room where Ben was resting, eyes closed and a hand resting on his
stomach. “He should be dead. If a saber went through his heart he
should be dead. But the there’s only pink scar tissue on his chest
and his heart looks as healthy as its always been.”
“His Force presence has changed too, does that mean anything?”
Mace pointed out, frowning and looking to the mind healer who
“The chaotic nature of his Force is gone yes. At best we can figure
out it seems the chaotic nature swelled into healing him. But we
don’t know, at best we can figure out is that a Force miracle has
happened. We’ve never quite understood why Ben’s nature has been
so chaotic anyhow.” He shrugged, running his hand over his eyes and
then pinching the bridge of his nose. “Its times like this I wish I
was back on Jedha, at least Jedi didn’t come back to life there.”
He offered dryly.
Jocasta gave a quiet snort and then smiled when Ben looked at them
with tired, curious eyes. “I think I don’t care honestly. I’m
just glad he hasn’t left us quite yet.” And then she waved the
cane she was forced to use until her hip could be rehabilitated at
the knight. “Hey! No! You keep down!”
The rest of healers and Mace looked to the sheepish looking man who
had been about to push himself up with his elbows on the bed.
Slowly Ben lowered himself back down under several raised brows and
gave them his best smile that caused Che to quickly cover her mouth
to hide her snort though the twitching lekku’s gave her amusement
“Well, I’ll set an apprentice healer to guard his room. Its good
to know some things remains the same.” She offered dryly as Ben
tried to awkwardly reach for a mug of water as they watched while
Mace snorted at all of them but moved into the room to provide help,
taking pity on the redhead who beamed gratefully up at him.
@bodirooks and I had thoughts about Obi’s culinary prowess, and listen. Obi
Wan’s cooking is. a Mess.
Ahsoka, Obi Wan and Anakin on
long af missions, separated from the clones for days on end. And Obi Wan tries
so hard because he’s Space Dad, but he can’t cook. Like. at all. Ahsoka and
Anakin don’t want to tell him he sucks but. He set the rice on fire
He can barely do the space
version of instant meals ok he burns that shit too. space ramen. FLAMES.
(Mustafar just looks like any kitchen Obi has stepped foot in)
He’s so hopeful about it too
every time. And Anakin is weak okay, so he just. tries SO HARD not to hurt Obi
Wan’s feelings!! Even tho “you can tell me, Ahhnakin, it’s alright”
Meanwhile Ahsoka is seen visibly
giving her portion to the nearest animal. It won’t eat it. Anakin just fucking.
tries to eat more so Obi Wan doesn’t focus on Ahsoka. And Obi just can’t figure
out why Anakin is so sick the next morning?? Ahsoka pats his back afterwards as
he tries not to be sick in front of Obi
Obi can’t even tell his own
cooking is bad, bc he’s so used to it. The three of them end up making friends
with this ship of space pirates Hondo is borrowing for a while, who are all
Rough and Tough but get along with Obi and co in the end. They stay for a day
after things are over, and Obi Wan decides to make them food, and. Anakin tries
SO HARD to dissuade Obi from showing his gratitude this way
The space pirates are like THE
FUCK is THIS. they refuse. REFUSE to eat it. And this is after half the pirates
are in love with him. They still can’t do it. They end up eating food
the pirates cooked that night. Obi is…Mortified.
The pirates are even MORE
mortified that this perfect floppy haired creature is so horribly bad at
cooking. They give him a month’s worth of provisions, free of charge, bc
they’re highkey worried about Obi surviving, and don’t want their favorite jedi
Obi Wan pulled this shit with Qui
Gon too!! Qui Gon lit just. never ate what Obi made. He never once told Obi,
just made grand elaborate excuses, and Obi never found out.
It’s like a jedi meme, literally
everyone besides Obi Wan knows about Obi Wan Kenobi’s terrible cooking. and any
time someone messed up even a little bit, it’s immediately ‘YOU PULLED A
KENOBI’ (Obi hears the phrase once and Doesn’t Get It. he lowkey thinks it’s
There’s a picture everyone has of
the Mustafar-esque state of the kitchen after Obi was done with dinner once.
the Ultimate Space Meme
Even the bb younglings Know!!
It’s always “No thank you Master Kenobi, we already ate.” “But it’s five in the
morning” “We woke up early, Master Kenobi :)” Some tiny four year old is like
“It’s okay Master Kenobi, I can’t boil water either” bc Obi did, on one
memorable occasion, set water on fire. No one yet understands how, but no one
He isn’t even allowed to make tea
usually. Not for others, at least; he’s happy drinking his own swill.
But things work out bc Anakin
makes backup meals. He’s actually highkey a fantastic cook?? He learned on
Tatooine to do it when his mom was too busy, and they didn’t have a Lot there
so he learned to make delicious things from v little, so when he has a wealth
of ingredients he makes magic happen
Obi Wan offers to help Anakin out
bc he’s Polite, and Anakin highkey panics. “N-no master that’s okay you take
“But Ahsoka is doing that” “Uhh
the clones need to hear the Plan for the seige”
“Ahhh-nakin you told them the
plan yesterday. Also we never follow the plan” Anakin’s just like. sweating.
The ‘ahh’ in Ahhnakin gets longer the more Anakin deflects.
Finally one day Ahsoka sits him
down. “Master Kenobi….your cooking is the Worst” and he’s like WHAT NO!! She
points to the sick bantha nearby “I fed him dinner last night.” And Obi’s just.
floored. He had No Idea. “He’s been looking down for ages, dear, surely it was
“Master, he’s been eating your
dinner for ages. I feed him dinner every night.”
Anakin’s just like Ahsoka what
have YOU been eating!! “……..his feed.” Anakin’s been desperately trying to
cut her off since she first started talking, and now he’s still insisting Obi’s
food is great, Ahsoka just has a
Obi Wan Confronts the other jedi
about it and Yoda refuses to answer him. “Rest, I need. Hmm. Yes.” Mace just. “Kenobi,
your cooking is terrible. You almost killed Master Fisto last year.”
The day he finds out tho. He’s so
Upset. He’s never going to admit it, but he definitely sulked. A real pout and
everything. A lot of people Swooned tbh but they were also v relieved. Until he
decided all he needed to do to fix it was practice more.
“What do we do?” Daisy asks breathlessly. “He’s made an atomic bomb and we can’t get close enough to shut it down.”
“We call (Y/N),” Phil declares and Daisy’s eyes widen.
“You really think it’s gotten that bad?” Daisy questions and Phil nods.
“We need her help.”
Two sharp raps on your door yank you out of the Harry Potter world and into reality.
“Miss (Y/L/N),” the new directors voice calls.
“Come in!” you invite and he opens the door. He looks serious and desperate.
“We need your help,” Director Mace says and your blood runs cold. If they need your help it must truly be a dire situation.
“Let me get dressed,” you mumble and slide off your bed. Director Mace nods and leaves you be.
Shuffling to your closet you pull out your catsuit and domino mask.
Time for Lucy to come back out.
You aren’t called into the field unless it is an absolute emergency, your powers are erratic and extremely powerful.
When you aren’t stopping world ending scenarios you’re working on Agent Morale for the Director.
“So I walk in, disable the bomb, extract Robbie Reyes, and arrest his uncle?” you remark.
“Yes,” Director Mace confirms and your stomach twists. “Fitzsimmons designed this box to hold the uranium.” He hands you a bulky briefcase and nods.
“I’ll be back in ten minutes,” you grumble and stroll into the building.
You’re instantly met by ten armed men.
Closing your eyes you let your mind open and your powers flex out. With one wave of your hand they all fall to the ground unconscious.
Walking through the building is easy for you.
You have full use of your brain giving you amazing skills such as telekinesis, shape shifting, mind reading, mind control, time control, and more. The downfall of your powers is that they can lash out unpredictably and they can destabilize your body to the point where you can become nonexistent.
You stroll into the main part of the building where Eli Morrow has the bomb making Eli whip around to face you and Robbie Reyes weakly look up.
Robbie is trapped in a radiated box around the bomb while Eli torments him.
“Who are you?” Eli demands.
“Lucy,” you answer and hold up a hand. It’s all too easy to reach into his mind and shut it down temporarily. He falls to the ground allowing you complete access to the bomb.
“From Shield?” Robbie croaks as you approach him.
“Yes, I’m going to shut off the pain center in your mind and pull you off those spikes,” you inform. With just the lightest concentration you reach into his head and numb the brains pain center, then you pull your hands back and use your telekinesis to pull him off the spikes and set him on the ground in front of you. “Next I’m going to speed your healing process.”
Robbie stares at you in awe as you wave your hand over his torso making his wounds close immediately.
“Are you inhuman?” he whispers in shock.
“No, I’m a brain experiment gone right,” you answer nonchalantly and step into the irradiated box around the bomb. You are unaffected by the radiation as you walk through it to get to the bomb.
Holding out your hands you cautiously pull the uranium out from under the bomb switch. It takes intense concentration to withstand holding it with your bare hands but you do it.
You can feel your molecules separating as you stretch the limits of your abilities.
Once it’s out you summon the radiation safe box from the van outside and place it in.
“Lets go,” you tell Robbie and step away from the radiation.
“Why don’t they use you all the time?” he questions incredulously as you leave the building together. You drag his uncle behind with your telekinesis as you walk.
“My powers are dangerous and if I use them too much my molecules separate and I disappear,” you explain and hold up your free hand to show him the increasing transparency of your skin. “Not to mention I’m not an official agent. I only came to Shield because the team rescued me.”
Robbie says nothing more and as soon as you clear the building agents swarm you.
“Good job today (Y/N),” Phil praises as he peers into your infirmary room. After every mission you do Simmons has to stabilize your atoms in the infirmary.
“I don’t like this Phil,” you deadpan and he frowns. “I don’t like the new director, I don’t like all this security nonsense, I don’t like Shield when I’m not with you and the team.”
“I know, I miss the way things were too. Just please be patient (Y/N) the team is coming back together. Daisy is an agent again so she’ll be staying,” Phil tells you and you inhale deeply.
“I’ll be patient.”
You’ll just wait until your team is back together.
In Zygerria fics: Cody and Rex being extremely careful not to do anything remotely pushy towards obi-wan, even in just a platonic way. Obi-wan lowkey just wanting to curl up next to some people he trusts(in a nonsexual way, just be with people that he knows wouldn't hurt him) and highkey wishes that two of his favorite people weren't avoiding him since the tape got released(bc that's what he thinks is happening, he doesn't realize they're just trying really really hard to respect his boundaries)
He can sleep through the entire night,
that’s a change for the positive.
Or so both the mindhealers and Depa
He can handle Anakin touching him
though if it comes without warning he does flinch if only ever so
slightly and Anakin is good at helping him remain on schedule.
Ahsoka helps too though that makes
Obi-Wan feel shameful, she’s not even fifteen and here she is
helping him try to recover. It makes him feel worse some days and
better other days. Worse because if there’s one thing Ahsoka does
not need in the middle of this war, it is to take care of her broken
up grandmaster and better because she cares for him.
He tries to take it with a grain of
salt and not hurt himself with the former knowledge, focusing on the
So he does better. He feels better.
He spars in the great salle where
people come and go and he moves through the halls and he meditates in
the garden. Obi-Wan is usually left alone when he meditates happily.
And that brings him to his next step.
He can hear the buzz of conversation
already as he slowly walks towards the hall, can hear Jedi who never
leave the temple, the younglings, the to old or the to broken. Can
hear the ones who have a few moments to breath on Coruscant.
Obi-Wan freezes outside the doors and
looks to the blond behind him quickly, eyes slightly wide.
“Don’t push more then you want to
Obi-Wan. Whatever you’re thinking in that copper head of yours, you
don’t have to do this.” The blond offered quietly. “Me and you
can have something to eat in your quarters like usual.”
“…I need to get better Anakin.”
He rasped out.
“Getting better doesn’t need
pushing to hard, to hard and you break yourself. You’re not made of
unbreakable star material Obi-Wan.” The knight reached out slowly
and rested his hand on the others shoulder. “We can go back if you
“But I want to go in. You say I’m
making progress. Healer Liren says so too…” Obi-Wan swallowed
and then looked down. “No one in there is going to hurt me, not
“Unthinking words can hurt just as
much as an action.” Anakin squeezed his shoulder gently. “If
you’re not ready, then you’re just not ready Obi-Wan. Come on, lets
go back to your place. I’ll even call up Ahsoka and see if she wants
to eat with us, shared meals always taste better.” He grinned
convincingly to the other.
“She must have other things to do
then to cater to a…to me.” Obi-Wan shook the hand off his
shoulder and then stepped through the doors of the commissary,
gritting his teeth a bit.
He could do this, he knew he could do
this. He was going to do this.
He got into line and grabbed a tray,
feeling more then seeing Anakin slide in behind him and grab a tray
Thanks to his shaving, it took several
moments before anyone noticed him.
But when they did…
Well it was pretty clear by the hissing
whisper going through several groups of padawans which spread to the
Knights and then the Masters. By the time Obi-Wan had a full tray, he
could feel discreet glances towards him. He wanted to hide under his
bed at that moment.
“Master Obi-Wan.” He looked
up quickly and nodded to the voice calling for him. “Master
“Come sit with us?” The Korun
offered. “Its just me and Depa at our table and I’d like to
speak to you about some of the Senate legislation.”
“Of course, if Anakin is welcome
too?” Obi-Wan mouth felt to dry and his stomach was rebelling
against the thought of food even as he followed Mace to the table
with Anakin right behind.
And then he almost sighed in relief
when he felt most gazes stop. Okay, upside to sitting with Mace Windu
at least, no excess staring as he settled down with his back to the
“Are you alright Obi-Wan?”
Depa questioned quietly, peering at the pale man.
“I could do better.” Obi-Wan
confessed before carefully spooning some soup into his mouth. Over
his head the three other exchanged looks but made no comments as it
was up to Obi-Wan how hard he pushed.
“I was honestly hoping to be able
to leave the temple soon. Return to the field.” Obi-Wan offered
in what he felt was a steady voice while breaking apart a bread roll
to dip in the soup.
“That would depend on what Healer
Liren says Obi-Wan.” Mace cautioned quietly before changing the
subject to the legislation he wanted to speak about. Or at least
pretended he wanted to speak about. Obi-Wan gave his opinion while
crumbling the bread roll slowly on his tray until Anakin placed a
fresh one in front of him, giving a pointed look but saying nothing.
Obi-Wan forced down a few more bites
after that look and honestly felt a bit accomplished. He was out in
public, eating a decent sized meal. Perhaps he could convince Liren
to let him return to field…he hoped. At least he’d get to see the
clones then and…
No, no thinking of them right now. It
wasn’t like he’d seen them since the Whole incident.
Okay, when a Jedi comes tearing through
the clone barracks sporting a scowl, you tend to get a bit worried.
When that Jedi is Anakin Skywalker, you
jump out of the way and wonder what poor vod managed to piss of
Anakin Skywalker who likes them more then anyone else in the entire
“Rex! Cody! Where in Force blasted
nutsacks are you two?!” He snapped before focusing on a trooper
with blue. “Fives, where is Captain Rex and Commander Cody?”
“I um, I saw them in the north rec
Fives and Echo watched the dark dressed
Jedi march away before Echo looked at Fives with wide eyes. “What
did those two do to piss of him?”
“My guess? Something with general
Kenobi.” Fives shrugged and nodded at Echo’s wince. “Yeah…”
By the time he reached them, someone
had warned them that he was arriving and he found them alone at a
table, a sabbac deck neatly cleaned to the side.
“Can one of you tell me why in
Force name you are both avoiding Obi-Wan?” He snapped at Rex who
had spoken to him.
“Av-we’re not avoiding him sir!”
Cody stood quickly, glancing at Rex before back at the General.
“No? That’s what Obi-Wan thinks.”
He glared at the two.
“Oh Koth.” Rex groaned,
dropping his head in his hands. “That wasn’t our intention.”
Okay, that was a saving grace for the
two. Anakin slowly calmed down. “What is going on?” He
“We…we didn’t want to push him
sir. He’s been through something…traumatic.” Well at least
Cody had picked up on Obi-Wan’s silver tongue while working with him.
“And the last thing he needs is us two trying to…”
“What he needs is support,
friends, being able to take his own decisions.” Anakin growled
before rubbing his chin. “But at least your actions came from a
place of concern. That’s something at least. Look, he misses both of
you and he thinks because of that karking vid that you two don’t want
to associate with him on a personal Level.”
“That’s not true!” Rex stood
quickly too now. “Sir.” He added and Anakin gave a snort at
the delayed title.
“Look just…call him, hear if he
wants to meet up or something. He does, so just show up at the temple
after you called him. He needs to remember that most people, the
people who cares about him doesn’t care about the vid. This is hard
enough as it is without people starting to avoid him…” Anakin
sighed. “He needs to remember that he’s cared for and that we
don’t blame him… he needs to heal.”
Tucking closer to the narrow chest in
front of him, Obi-Wan closed his eyes as he listened to Anakin’s
quiet voice, listening to him sing. It wasn’t a language familiar to
him and Obi-Wan had a feeling that it had to do with his slave
upbringing but he wasn’t going to question Anakin as gentle fingers
threaded through his hair, steady and familiar even if the touch was
one he hadn’t experienced before.
One moment he had been just fine,
sitting on the couch with tea in hand.
The other the world had closed in on
him and all he could think was how terrible he was, damaged and
Anakin had sat down on the other side
of the couch, talking quietly to him, coaxing him back to Coruscant
instead of a place far off in his mind before quietly offering to
hold Obi-Wan, arms open in welcome.
Obi-Wan had stared at them before
sliding forward and resting his face against the narrow chest, still
trembling faintly even as familiar arms wrapped around him and
started to slowly stroke his hair in a welcomed touch of affection
that never shyed away from Obi-Wan.
And then Anakin had started to sing,
quietly as he pulled the older man closer, offering more comfort in
his actions then words alone.
“…Depa and Kit aren’t like
this.” He offered quietly when the song ended.
“Depa and Kit has had years of
healing and coping. And people heal differently Obi-Wan.” The
blond offered in return. “Some people never recover. Not fully.
But you’re doing good Obi-Wan and you know I’m here for you. The rest
of the Council too.” Anakin teased the copper fringe. “Ahsoka
isn’t far away and you know that our troopers has your back.”
Obi-Wan burrowed a bit closer.
“And relapses are normal.”
Anakin continued. “Just…tell us what you need. Need space?
Okay. Need a hug? okay. Need to throw Yoda of the Council Tower? I’m
totally there for you.”
The older man couldn’t help but snort
in silver of amusement. “The latter depends on if he gets to
keep his hover chair or not…”
“I vote for not.” Anakin said
“Oh Anakin.” Obi-Wan chuckled
quietly against the others clothes.