Just reread one of my fav star wars fics a variable star by @twigcollins bc chekov's obi-bomb gun finally went off congrats
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Just reread one of my fav star wars fics a variable star by @twigcollins bc chekov's obi-bomb gun finally went off congrats
lil flashy gif i tried under the cut

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inpired by the fic A Variable Star by twigcollins on ao3 (based on a scene from chapter 22)
This is my second time reading this fic and I 100% recommend it if youāre a fan of obi wan kenobi and canon divergent AUs
Heās got a beskar stiletto that slid into his boot without leaving a trace, that Arla refused to let him leave without. Ā A lightsaber they donāt know about. Ā A Trilla that they donāt know about, and Obi-Wanās never considered risking her anyplace as dangerous as the armory - but it might not be the very worst idea. Ā If he arms up Jango and some of the older ones, if they hit hard and move fast enough, how many others could they deal with before the rest knew what was going on?
All of them.Ā The Dark says, with the absolute confidence of one who cares entirely about the swing with zero interest in the follow-through. Ā Kriff, just imagine what the Sith Empire must have been like - any of them - primed for total war with their favored source of power cheering them all on. Ā Destroy their enemies, their allies, themselves - as long as something happened, the Dark was all in.
Is it that their cruelty feeds you, or that you encouraged it in them?Ā Obi-Wan wonders.Ā Which one came first?
Murder. It says. Murder murder murder.
Yes, thank you.Ā Obi-Wan thinks.Ā Hush.
Itās almost like that barrier between the Light and Dark isnāt so impermeable - like there may not be a barrier at all. Ā As if the words we use are mere approximations of what is, let alone what could be. Ā The demands of a child, that the ineffable pin itself down for our approval.
Did you practice these speeches inside that holocron?
Itās a gift.
āYou know, I could have just had my baābuir assassinated.ā Ā Draye says. Ā āA fine, honorable tradition of senicide among the ancient Mandaāyaim, Iām almost certain I heard a story once. Ā It might have even been from him.ā
āThe Kaāra consign your soul to dying stars if you pay someone to hit your elders in the head with rocks when theyāre not looking.ā Ā Phelyx says.
āNo, no - I would have done it myself, with respect and dignity. Ā And to make sure it stuck. Ā Taken him on a lovely picnic, found a nice, hungry krayt dragon. Even made sure I polished his armor first.Ā An apex predator - thatās a compliment.ā
āHe would have just left you everything he had in the will.ā Nelo says. Ā āSame results⦠and you would have had to spend all that time tracking down the dragon.ā
ā⦠kriffing monsters, the elderly.ā
āHeās only doing this because youāre his favorite buāad.ā
āFeel free to space yourself at the earliest possible convenience.ā

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They used to compete for me, you know. Ā I was an honor. Ā The highest honor. Ā Now, it seems I am again a curse.Ā No bitterness at all in the soft, amused tone.Ā What a marvelous absurdity. Ā Existence.
A lifetime of lessons on finding peace and withstanding darker emotions, the importance of calm in moments just like this are⦠obliterated, replaced with nothing but raw, blank fear. Ā Obi-Wan is vaguely aware heās only making it worse for himself, the fear compounding itself in a vicious cycle, but he finds is entirely unable to stop. Ā
āHow are you still here?ā Ā He whispers, so quietly he can barely hear himself.
You mean because of that?Ā A dark, gloved hand flicks out from beneath the robes in a minute yet utterly dismissive gesture at the cuff around his wrist.Ā Iām on the other side of it, little one. Ā You canāt block out whatās already here with you. Ā Itās doing you more harm than good, anyway. Ā Better to just scrap it now and be done with it.
Ā Yes, letās just abandon the only thing allowing Obi-Wan to cling to that last thread of composure, let alone sanity. Ā He stands very still, tries to get his breathing under control. Ā Focuses on the fall of sand, the most normal and least threatening -
Are you certain of that?
Obi-Wan looks closer.  The sand is⦠rising in the column, not falling, disinterested in either gravity or whether or not he can handle one more impossibility right now.
Peace. Ā Knowledge. Ā Serenity. Ā Harmony. Ā The Force. Ā The short-short version, for when thereās no point in pretending he can think in complete sentences, or that everything isnāt kriffed well past repair.
Ah, the sage wisdom of the gardeners.Ā The voice means Jedi, Obi-Wan thinks, and itās spoken with a sort of fond, contemptuous amusement. Ā The gentle sympathy of watching a tooka kit try and fail to climb a flight of stairs.Ā Of⦠limited utility, perhaps, circumstances being what they are. Ā In their defense, it is a very nice garden.
Obi-Wan finally turns, forces himself to face the cloaked figure head-on⦠which gains him nothing. Ā The hood is deep cut, the cloak trailing the ground, concealing everything, and even when Obi-Wan leans forward just a bit, trying to catch a glimpse beneath, the perspective⦠shifts impossibly, showing him nothing new. Ā A bit foolish, really, to think it matters whether not the Sith has a face. Ā
Who are you?
Iām⦠a hypothetical. Ā A theory let out to play with the galaxy. Ā A wager, maybe. Ā Consider me your oriāvod, if youād like.
Not kriffing likely.
You may call me⦠Genet, then.  It serves as well as anything.
Genet. Ā Gray. Ā A perfectly mild name - if it wasnāt a lie, and if Obi-Wan couldnāt hear that undercurrent of amusement still threading through every word.
What are you, then? Ā A⦠Sith that worked with Mandalorians?Ā Ancient, if that were true. Ā Xanatos had been so proud of what he had discovered - his interesting trinket. Ā So eager to show it off. Ā
If Iāve been in your head all this time, perhaps Iāve just learned the language alongside you.
In his head, all this time. Ā Obi-Wan does not dare to let that thought linger long.Ā I donāt trust you.
Oh, please donāt, little one. Ā It makes all this far more interesting.
Rereading A Variable Star by twigcollins because its scope and depth are staggering
Who needs sleep