favourite fics from a galaxy far far away
The best Star Wars fics, in my personal opinion.
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The Weeds in the Wilderness by ealcynn
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
15 Nov 2024
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A man wakes on a cold and desolate moor. He knows he is hurt. He knows he is alone. What he doesn't know is what he is, or where he came from. He doesn't know even his own name. But there is something else that this man knows, and that is that if he doesn't get help soon, he is going to die. And on this strange new world, there are so many dangers.
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- Part 1 of The Weeds in the Wilderness
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hurricane on the edge of oblivion (with nowhere to go) by Cross_d_a
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Wrath of Darth Maul - Ryder Windham, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Legends: Jedi Apprentice Series - Jude Watson & Dave Wolverton, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace, Star Wars Legends - All Media Types, Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars Legends: Tales of the Jedi (Comics)
06 Oct 2024
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“Young Bant Eerin is having…difficulties.”
Feemor frowns. “Master, we have no way of knowing what she is truly seeing. It could be past, present or future— and we do not even know if the future she sees will come to pass.”
Even so, Bant’s visions are troubling, full of shadow and violence. At the centre of it all is one person. Sometimes man. Sometimes boy. Sometimes something else entirely. But it is always Kenobi, there is no denying that. His essence is the same, no matter how it twists and warps and crumbles.
“If we could only find him—” Qui-Gon interrupts himself, gaze far-off. “In another life, maybe, he could have been my- my padawan, but now…”
Feemor worries for his former Master. And for this strange youngling he's never even met, and likely never will.
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In which Obi-Wan acts in the only way he knows how after a lifetime of regret and self-sacrifice.
But the thing with that is this: Obi-Wan has thought himself to be alone for far, far too long. And he is not the only player on the field.
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- Part 3 of he leaves sand and stardust in his wake
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Luminous by HopeofDawn
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones
11 Mar 2024
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"If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine."
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“70 …” 68 said slowly, taken off-guard. 70 wasn’t a brother normally inclined towards ghost-tales. “Ben isn’t real. He’s just a baby story--something the tubies like to pretend is real.”70 shook his head, his face set in stubborn lines. “He might not be. No, listen--” he gave 74 a glare when it looked like his brother wanted to interrupt again. “I’ve heard the stories, and they’re always the same. The tubies all know what he looks like. They all know he’s a jetii, before anyone ever told them what a jetii was. You know how the longnecks keep batches of tubies separate. There’s no way any of us, or any of the older vod, could have told them about him. But it doesn’t matter. All the batches know about Ben.”
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The Path of Sand by sirladyknight
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
11 Nov 2023
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Overwhelmed, Obi-Wan heads to the one place where she knows she'll be alone.
AKA the Tatooine Route.
(This makes more sense if you read The Expulsion first.)
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- Part 3 of Different Paths
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Reprise I by Elfpen
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Original Trilogy
17 Oct 2023
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Ben Kenobi dies aboard the Death Star in the year 0 BBY. He wakes up shortly thereafter in the Jedi temple in the year 41 BBY. Haunted by memories and regret, Ben must forge a new path for himself in the Jedi Order of his youth while navigating the murky waters of time travel. Crafting a better future from bitter experience is hard, but learning to heal is even harder. Major AU.
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- Part 1 of Reprise
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The Capture of Cerberus by husborth
Fandoms: Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types
22 Jun 2022
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For the first time in twenty-four years, Obi-Wan sees his padawan's face again. It's a painful reunion.
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- Part 4 of Mythology
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“You slaughtered the Jedi, my people—our people—by the hundreds, by the thousands. You did not spare even the children. You have brought war and death to every corner of this galaxy, you killed the people who trusted you, you hurt even the people who loved you.” Ben’s voice rattled off the walls. “I believed in you! You were the Chosen One, you were going to end the war—destroy the Sith—end our suffering! We needed you. We all believed in you. There was not a Jedi in the whole of the galaxy that anyone believed in more than the Hero With No Fear, but you betrayed us all. You strangled Padmé—”
“Do not speak her name!” Vader thundered. “You turned her against—”
“You did that yourself!” Obi-Wan shouted. “You did that yourself, Anakin! And what for? All these years, you—you—have haunted me. Not an hour passes that I don’t wonder—what was it for? What did you want? What did the Dark Side have that you—that was worth setting all the galaxy aflame for? What could be possibly worth all of this pain you have caused?”
A spot on the ceiling bent upwards, beaten by Vader’s rage in the Force. “I owe you nothing,” he hissed.
Ben raised the lightsaber again, and held it just a hair’s breadth from Vader’s throat. “I want to know,” he said. “If I was truly like a father to you, then—”
“The power to stop death!” Vader said, in a long rush of words that felt like they were tripping over each other. “I had visions. I had visions of my wife dying in childbirth, as my—as she had died before. I knew it would come to pass if I did not take action, and my Master—my true Master—came to me. He made his offer. The Dark Side could stop death if I were willing to do what it took to learn. I took him at his word. I trusted him. And I showed no mercy as he had ordered.”
Ben shivered. He had seen what Anakin had done. Vader was many hideous things, but a liar he was not. Luke wasn’t, either. Luke was no liar. Luke was the son of the man who had killed his people, but he was the son of his son. Ben had once wanted to be Anakin’s father as much as Anakin had wanted it, and that was the agonizing, awful truth at the heart of it all; he would never recover from how much he had loved Anakin, and he could not re-stitch his soul, after half of it had been cut out. He had once wanted this boy as much as this boy had wanted him, once. But his boy had shown no mercy.
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Ennosigaeus by husborth
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy
08 Jun 2022
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Darth Vader takes his twin fourteen-year-old children to Vjun to hone their combat skill ever further. Combat skill, though, isn't the only thing on Luke's mind.
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- Part 2 of Mythology
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He’d asked his father once, sitting next to him in his father’s meditation chamber, how it was that she died; why it was that every year he brought them to her tomb to hold an hours long silent vigil, where he knelt at the foot of the great stone coffin that held her bones, and rested his helm against it. He would stay, still as the crest of a mountain, for hours, while behind him Luke and Leia fidgeted under the dappled light of white-and-red glass, trying to figure out how they could grieve a woman they’d never known. Luke had asked, and Vader, his mask off, had started, cloudy, gray-slate eyes narrowing, before he said in his small, withered voice, she was betrayed. On the night you were born.
Who betrayed her? Who would?
Vader’s immense gloved hand had taken Luke’s, and squeezed, maybe a little ungently. Worry not, for I have killed him.
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The Family Icarus by husborth
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy
04 May 2022
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In a universe where Darth Vader uncovered his lost twins and raised them in the heart of the Empire, Luke more-or-less accidentally instigates the most painful family reunion the galaxy has ever seen.
The Skywalkers are broken family of angry people; but blood is a force just like gravity.
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- Part 3 of Mythology
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“Leia,” Vader rasped.
He always said her name with so much emphasis on the last syllable. Only Luke said it the same way, because she had trained herself not to. The Emperor always said it Lei-ah, with the heavy front of the word. But Lei-ah—it was the way a similar-sounding word was said in Huttese; layah, the name for wildborn anooba pups. Her name was albūl, it was from Naboo, but the proximity of Naboo and Tatooine had allowed for lingual intermixing—what meant justice and death in albūl became the word for wild pup, because there was no intelligence, powering the galaxy. Just a game of chance, and one that Leia had lost, bitterly. Justice, death, and little dogs.
They’d lost their aunt and uncle when they were young; seven years old, the both of them, and Gardulla’s move on Jabba’s old territory had come with a spike in protection fees, the taxes every landowner on Tatooine had to pay to the Hutts to guarantee the protection of their land. Jabba’s paid men would kill anyone who just so happened to live on Gardulla’s land, the justification went. Revenge for the fact that she’d ousted him. The protection was a lie—it was just another way to ground down the soul of person, for wupiupi, the only real goal the Hutt ruling class ever entertained. Their aunt and uncle had been unable to pay. Moisture farming was never going to be able to make up the difference. Water was expensive, but not expensive enough, and the Lars’ debts were older than Gardulla’s newest claim to the land, anyway. Gardulla’s debt collectors had decided to kill them both, seize the land as payment, and what else was to be done with the two seven year olds left, orphaned twice, but to sell them into a profitable life of slavery? But they were no orphans, and Gardulla had paid dearly for making that mistake. They were no orphans. She would never live to make another one. Vader hadn’t just killed her—he had melted her flesh from her body, his nine year old twins standing behind him, watching. She still had nightmares about the sight, from time to time.
All that would harm you will meet the same fate, Vader had told them both.
Sometimes Leia wondered what would have happened if Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru had been able to pay that price, and she and Luke had grown up as mere moisture farmers—was that winning or losing the game of chance? She could never tell.
“Father,” she said, tightly.
“You are here,” Vader whispered. “You are here…”
His hand cast out, clumsily crawling over the cot, knocking into the bars of the railing, and then Leia swallowed the bile in her throat, stepped forward, and squeezed it. It was colder than it should have been, but not freezing; the gauntlet blotted some of the heat of the prosthetic, but she had feeling it was oddly warm, both like flesh and unlike it at all. The Force stirred the crown braid close to her hair, trailed down her neck, squeezed her shoulders—like a whisper of wind, with smoke hissing at the back of her throat. Like the updraft of a campfire, that curled to embrace her, like the bloody maw of a krayt huffing hot breath.
“I am,” Leia said, because there was nothing else to say.
“My children,” Vader said. “Together… at last. He could not prevent it. He could—never prevent—it. It is… fated.”
How much blood is on this hand, Leia wondered, as Vader’s thumb brushed over knuckles, a little roughly. If she were anyone else other than Luke, he would have crushed her hand—he could bend metal with his grip, mere bone was nothing. A little roughly was as gentle as he could ever be. With prosthetics as heavy as his, it was a wonder he could be gentle at all.
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center stage by deniigiq
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types, The Mandalorian (TV), Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
17 Jan 2024
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They arrive as a pack.
(This fic explores Academic Outsiders' POVs of the Jedi Order)
1. Anakin gives his first presentation at an academic conference. Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, and the troopers show up to cheer him on.
2. Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon encounter a child development researcher shortly after Obi-Wan's time on Melida/Daan.
3. An old tailor tracks the fall and revival of the Jedi through their clothing.
4. The clones get a perfume made just for them by a couple of troublemaking perfumer students.
5. A biochemist attempts to study Grogu.
6. Ahsoka teaches a food writer, Luke, and Ezra about Jedi cuisine.
7. A scholar of social media experiences the GAR's meme-making machines in real life.
8. An researcher studying Mandalorian coverts finds himself in the Armorer's forge.
9. An archaeologist discovers a jedi artifact within their own family and tries to determine what to do with it.
10. Shmi Skywalker asks some questions before she gives her son to the jedi.
11. A cashier's dying mother drives him to join a cult that worships the jedi.- Language:
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12 Jul 2021
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It is the master that supports the trauma. It is the master, acting as parent, that helps the apprentice learn how to move forward and keep moving forward. The masters lead by example; they show the apprentices how to react and how to process, which is why the children are so attached to their masters. Chera could write a book about surrogate families and individualized support systems in this place.
Right now, however, what she can do is give Obi-Wan a bouncy ball.
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Lives Well Lived by husborth
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types
01 Jul 2021
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In an universe where Anakin finds out that he's going to be a father sooner, he manages to reveal this information to Obi-Wan in a way only he can: spitefully. Or, Anakin and Obi-Wan go to a bar.
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03 Jul 2021
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Obi-Wan wasn’t certain if it was the alcohol—but there was something hot, and sharp, where his heart normally was. He wanted to stand and march out and never speak of this again, walk away and leave all of Anakin’s intensity—ten pounds of crazy in a five pound bag, Siri Tachi had once described him, and at the time Obi-Wan had resented it, but now he saw it written in front of him—behind, return to something like serenity, to something like order. Concepts Anakin knew nothing of.
He knew Anakin better than anyone else in the galaxy, and he had never seen Anakin at peace, and he was starting to think he never would.