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I never chose the salt life the salt life chose me

@lavengadoraaa Made me think of you. :)

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Life

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To those whom I consider my mentors and inspiration in The Way of the Salt.

(it’s a compliment please don’t kill me)
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(part 2) Stories of a Dark Lord start sweeping the continent as an oblivious Newt continues on - stories of a Dark Lord who commands the fiercest of beasts, who has no mercy on his enemies. And the stories grow in the telling, helped along by sightings of Newt with animals and how he takes down more poaching rings. They say there’s a new Dark Lord, drifting along the fringes of society, with no followers - a Dark Lord as of old, more interested in research and knowledge then conquest (cont)

(part 3). They say this is a Dark Lord all the more dangerous because he cares nothing for humanity, just for his own pursuits. Eventually, the rumor reaches Europe, reaches Theseus - who raises an eyebrow, and writes his brother a letter. Newt, meanwhile, is SO TERRIBLY EMBARASSED. He didn’t mean for the rumors to spread, he didn’t mean to - WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY’RE CALLING HIM A DARK LORD THESEUS, THESESUS, THIS ISN’T FUNNY! (cont)

(part 4). Thus, Newt Scamander becomes an unwilling (and very grumpy) Dark Lord. Who doesn’t actually use dark magic. …I now simply have the mental image of Newt facing off against Grindelwald, and Grindelwald peering at him in recognition, going “Wait a moment, aren’t you Lord - ” Newt just /burns/ red. “YES YES ALL RIGHT LET’S FIGHT ALREADY. Please?”

None of them realize that Newt is not, in fact, a Dark Lord, he is a magizoologist who loves animals far, far more than he values his own safety. He just also happens to be very talented at dueling. 

Theseus, meanwhile, just about busts a gut laughing. Newt won’t talk to him for weeks after. 
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(part 2) Stories of a Dark Lord start sweeping the continent as an oblivious Newt continues on - stories of a Dark Lord who commands the fiercest of beasts, who has no mercy on his enemies. And the stories grow in the telling, helped along by sightings of Newt with animals and how he takes down more poaching rings. They say there’s a new Dark Lord, drifting along the fringes of society, with no followers - a Dark Lord as of old, more interested in research and knowledge then conquest (cont)

(part 3). They say this is a Dark Lord all the more dangerous because he cares nothing for humanity, just for his own pursuits. Eventually, the rumor reaches Europe, reaches Theseus - who raises an eyebrow, and writes his brother a letter. Newt, meanwhile, is SO TERRIBLY EMBARASSED. He didn’t mean for the rumors to spread, he didn’t mean to - WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY’RE CALLING HIM A DARK LORD THESEUS, THESESUS, THIS ISN’T FUNNY! (cont)

(part 4). Thus, Newt Scamander becomes an unwilling (and very grumpy) Dark Lord. Who doesn’t actually use dark magic. …I now simply have the mental image of Newt facing off against Grindelwald, and Grindelwald peering at him in recognition, going “Wait a moment, aren’t you Lord - ” Newt just /burns/ red. “YES YES ALL RIGHT LET’S FIGHT ALREADY. Please?”

None of them realize that Newt is not, in fact, a Dark Lord, he is a magizoologist who loves animals far, far more than he values his own safety. He just also happens to be very talented at dueling. 

Theseus, meanwhile, just about busts a gut laughing. Newt won’t talk to him for weeks after. 
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Anakin blinks at the data-rod thrust into his hands; Padme, standing beside him, echoes his confusion. “There must be some error.” His wife - his beautiful, glorious, legally-wed wife - smiles graciously at the blue-and-red Mon Calamari tapping his fingers on a data-slate.

Said courier simply looks bored. “Are you the legal spouses of one - “ he checks his data-slate “-Obi-Wan Kenobi?”

Padme frowned. “Well, yes - “

“Both of you?”

“Yes, but I don’t see - “

“Then one Xanatos of Telos left that to you in his last Will and Testament.” The Mon Calamari nods at them before turning on his heel and striding away. 

***

Xanatos of Telos.

Anakin knows the name. He felt Padme’s hand tighten in his as she registered just who had left them the data-rod he’s currently clutching like a life-line. Telos, under Xanatos, was the first planet in the galaxy to pass anti-discrimination and equal rights laws for Change-children. Outworld, under the legendary CEO, employed more Changechildren and at better salaries then literally anywhere else; practically every Changeling Equal Rights group is either inspired by or can trace its roots directly back to the efforts set in motion by one Xanatos of Telos, Xanatos du Crion.

They have a personal message from Xanatos of Telos.

It doesn’t take long to load the message. Anakin sits backward, Padme at his side, as the well-known profile shimmers into existence. Xanatos du Crion is - was - a darkly handsome man, the pale, almost milky skin of his face marred by a single scar; he’s dressed in elegant, understated robes as his signature smile - polite, genial, and somehow managing to give the impression that he’s laughing at a private joke - twists across his face.

“So.” The voice is - was - as darkly compelling as the man himself; the holo-image smirks at them. “You’re the being - or beings - who married my little brother.”

Wait.

What?

Anakin is so busy choking on thin air that he nearly misses the next sentence.

“I’m guessing that he didn’t tell you.” Xanatos’ holo-image is idly inspecting the fingernails of one hand. “So, to clarify a few matters - yes, Obi-Wan Kenobi is my younger brother, and yes, the boy is one of the most closed-mouthed, reticent beings I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting.” He rolls his eyes. “I’ll give it a moment to sink in.”

The holo waits a polite span of seconds before continuing. “If you’re getting this, I’m dead. Otherwise, I would have had you kidnapped, and interrogated you on your intentions towards the brat.” Xanatos smiles cheerfully at them. “He’s the most stubborn, annoying, thick-headed, smart-mouthed, idiotic, self-sacrificing youngling I’ve ever had the displeasure of meeting. I care for him quite deeply, and if you ever manage to hurt him, I will drag myself back from the underworld by my fingernails and tear your still-beating heart from your chest.”

“Gods.” Anakin mutters, impressed in spite of himself at the sheer menace radiating from the holo. 

“So!” Xanatos’ image claps his hands together. “No doubt you know some - or all - of what I am about to tell you. But here are a few things that you need to know about my little brother - verify whatever he’s told you about his past, preferably from an independent source. His childhood was - not the best.” The imagine flickers momentarily - or perhaps that’s just a shadow passing across du Crion’s face. “But it’s Obi-Wan. He would tell you that he’s just fine even after having both legs amputated by blaster-fire.”

“I was practically the only positive influence in his life as an adolescent, and even then, he had to keep my involvement in his life a secret from the Jedi - and especially one Qui-Gon Jinn.” Xanatos sneered at the name. “He’ll tell you that Jinn was a dutiful Master. A good man. He wasn’t, but you’d never get the brat to admit that under torture.”

The image sighs. “I guess what I’m trying to say is - take care of the brat. When he loves someone, he loves them with his whole heart - he’s a gullible optimist who only thinks the worst of himself - “ And, well, that does sound like Obi-Wan “ - when he’s one of the best people I’ve ever known. Too many people have hurt him.”

“You’re now the legal owner of a bunch of jewelry that’s currently rotting in one of my vaults. It belonged to my mother - part of her dowry, I believe, from when she married my father. It’s been in the family for ten generations, but if worst comes to worst, don’t hesitate to sell it - Obi-Wan’s far more valuable then dead metal and cold gems.” Xanatos winks at them. “Welcome to the family.”

“And by the way - “ The now-familiar smirk heralding a shocking revelation once more snakes across that familiar face. “You might want to ask Obi-Wan what I left him in my will.”

The image splutters and dies, leaving only silence in its wake for a long, timeless moment.

Padme is the first one to speak. Each word is chosen with care and deliberation.

“Anakin.”

“Yes?”

“We’re going to pin Obi-Wan to the bed when he comes home and interrogate him within an inch of his life.”

“Yes, dear.”

Morality

Oct. 6th, 2016 06:13 am
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After reading a bunch of stories featuring mercy, practicality, and ruthlessness in equal measure, I have to wonder.

At once point in time is it morally correct to eschew mercy - the hope that people can be BETTER - in favor of cold-blooded practicality? (Removing a threat before it has the chance to grow into something serious). I’ve seen people arguing both for and against this in various works.

My stance: Mercy without justice is unmerciful, justice without mercy is unjust.

When the aggressors are a threat that cannot be contained, mercy needs to mean protecting the immediate victims. That’s my hard line. Everything else can be taken on a case-by-case basis.
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Obi-Wan Kenobi: This weapon is your life!

Bennu Kenobi: No it isn’t. I’m not going to automatically die if I lose my lightsaber - there are more important things then ‘sabers, and I know the schematics so I can always build another one. Are you saying that the trillions of people who don’t have lightsabers and use blasters instead are zombies or something?

@lectorel

Years later, Bennu’s brother will throw his lightsaber aside, and say ‘I am a Jedi, like my father before me’.

A weapon’s not a life.

Exactly. 

…past!Obi-Wan’s not sure what to make of the pity in Luke and Bennu’s eyes at her pronouncement.
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what does turkish delight taste like and is it worth the events that occurred in chronicle of narnia: the lion the witch and the wardrobe

From what I recall, it tastes vaguely like a thick, sugary jello cube dipped in powdered sugar. 

People have done stranger in the name of dessert.

It was the middle of the war, and rationing was in full effect, which probably also had something to do with it.

Also it was literally Betrayal Magic.

That too.

Anon sent me this:

Anonymous said: Somebody wrote an essay about Turkish delight that I can’t locate just now.   IIRC, it’s fussy to make, is basically a delivery system for lots and lots of sugar, and historically was flavored with expensive things like rosewater.  So it was a symbol of ultimate luxury to a child evacuee in wartime England.
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hamelin-born:

…I’ve read a couple stories where Obi-Wan reacts - poorly to the infamous scene in the Council chambers where Qui-Gon (according to some perspectives) basically dumps him in order to train Anakin.

Has anyone read/heard of a story where *Anakin* is the one who is filled with…

HOW DO YOU DO THIS TO ME OH PARTNER IN EVIL? *sniffs, sobs*. Obi-Wan will be Anakin’s friend for *life* because of that - seriously, how often has *anyone* defended that padawan, wholly and honestly, without a second’s thought? And Obi-Wan will defend Anakin to the *death*, even against Qui-Gon, even against the Council, because this is a child - this is a good and honest and true child, and he deserves better, and you will not hurt him. 

This is an Obi-Wan who doesn’t wait for Qui-Gon’s dying command - who invites Anakin into his *own* quarters without being asked, who stockpiles food and piles furniture in front of the door in an effort to make Skywalker more comfortable. THIS is an Obi-Wan who sees Anakin, not as his responsibility, but as his brother from the very beginning.

…in a very weird way, Anakin and Obi-Wan both have to learn together how to be *free*.

(And Qui-Gon SO has the imminent heartbreak coming - when he looks at his padawan’s eyes and sees the empty desolation there, the quiet heartbreak, the acceptance - not good enough never good enough why am I not good enough? why doesn’t anyone want me? why doesn’t anyone care? what am I doing wrong?  and Anakin’s sheer protective fury - a dragon roused to fury, standing at bay as it protects one of its own - and the hardness in those eyes, the sudden reclassification of Qui-Gon from tentative friend/teaching to outright enemy, someone who should be stood against even in the face of no hope.

He has lost both his children in a single moment, and it’s all his fault.)

BROTP forever!

Obi-Wan will maybe forgive him, if they have time. But Anakin’s trust is gone.

Teaching him is going to be an interesting adventure this go around, because Anakin suddenly sees the master-padawan relationship as much less safe and trustworthy. And since he, apparently, is the only kriffin slave in this temple who knows better than to trust his owners, he’s got to look out for all of them.

He misses his mom. She was always much better at dealing with the aftermath of formerly favored pets being discarded. She knew the right words to explain the betrayal, and the proper rituals to help them discard the emotional ties between master and victim. Anakin has always been the one to defend from external threats while his mother sewed up the emotional wounds. Here, it’s only him and his memories, and he has to make it work.

It’s more of a reciprocal relationship between Anakin and Obi-Wan this go-through - Obi-Wan teaches him the Force, and Anakin is *determined* to take care of his fellow former (?) slave. He’s also probably ferociously protective of our favorite Kenobi - a good thing, considering that Obi-Wan is probably just as determinedly protective in response.
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…I’ve read a couple stories where Obi-Wan reacts - poorly to the infamous scene in the Council chambers where Qui-Gon (according to some perspectives) basically dumps him in order to train Anakin.

Has anyone read/heard of a story where *Anakin* is the one who is filled with righteous indignation at the idea of Qui-Gon treating Obi-Wan like that? Because I think that it might be fairly obvious to him that Obi-Wan all but worships the ground his Master walks on, and the idea that he could be shvoed aside, just like that, is - not terribly reassuring or complementary with regards to Qui-Gon’s character.

…I think that Anakin defending Obi-Wan, who, according to the Jedi Apprentice books, is actually fairly insecure with regards to his Master, might cement a lifelong friendship between the two.

Anakin, filled with the righteous indignation one vulnerable person feels for another, bristling in outrage. “You told me you weren’t that kind of master,” he says, stepping between Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon.

(And he is afraid, so damn afraid, because Qui-Gon has his implant controller, Qui-Gon owns him, and he’s already defying his new owner. But he won’t let this happen. Not to Obi-Wan, who thought he was free and loved, who doesn’t know how this works.)

“You told me,” Anakin repeats, drawing down into himself, world narrowing to the master before him and the betrayed behind him. “You lied. And you lied to Obi-Wan about it too. You’re exactly like them. Got bored with your toy, and picked up a new one, like our feelings don’t matter. Like we’re things.”

“Anakin!” Obi-Wan at his back, burning with his hurt, hand reaching to stop him. Anakin took a half step to the side, and smiled at him over his shoulder, pressing all the reassurance and promise-of-safety he could into the expression.

“It’s cruel,” he said, looking back at Qui-Gon. And plays his ace. “And you promised him better than that, I know you did. So you finish what you owe him, or you activate my implant right here, because I’m never going to obey you if you hurt him.” Anakin jerks his chin up, defiant, and braces himself for the outcome of his gamble.
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…note to self: lectorel and hamelin-born make for a terrifying combo with heart-wrenching tear-inducing plunnies that are strangely determined. Treat tumblr feed with according caution.

*trudges off trying to ignore Soul Mate shenanigans where Obi-Wan’s life has hit a new level of tragic, while teeny Kenobis are determinedly gnawing at an ankle*

This FANDOM, man.

<3

lectorel? Does this mean that we are officially in cahoots?

*offers the glomp of congratulatory welcome*

(Come, join the angst-heartwrenching-bittersweet-OMG side. We have feels.)

Absolutely! Partners in evil.

Yes! We shall be a duo the likes of which the internet has never seen - a plague upon the fandoms! The dark counterparts of norcumi and dogmatix. But where they use their powers for fluff and shinies, we shall be the heartwrenchers - the angst shall flow at our command, and the feels drown the sun! All shall love us and despair!

Yeah, I hope you didn’t need any of those feels any time soon. ;)

We’ll also continue to prove *just how damn evil we are* by continuing to kick addictive bunnies in your direction.

@lectorel and I have - a reputation, of sorts.

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