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midnightfuckingmayor:
sith au fic idea: weird force shit pulls the sith versions of anakin, obi-wan, and ahsoka into canon during the clone wars
for some reason they can’t back until the war is over, so they end up bunking with the jedi after it’s confimed that they’re from another dimension and aren’t about to kill everyone
and the sith version of obi-wan freaks the order out the most because it’s nearly impossible to tell him apart from the jedi version
the sith version of anakin is noticeably more savage and impulsive, the sith version of ahsoka is cruel in a way the jedi version isn’t, and then there’s sith obi-wan
he speaks and talks and gestures like the jedi version, he has the same sense of humor, the only way to tell them apart is if he drops the glamour concealing the red of his eyes
the jedi versions of ahsoka and anakin watch this man that looks like their master casually torture and kill and can’t help wondering how much darkness their obi-wan hides
If there is one thing Obi-Wan knows above all else, it is his own capacity for darkness. So when alternate Sith versions of Anakin, Ahsoka, and himself appear, he is the only one not phased. Beyond the reality of parallel universes making literally anything possible, the idea of Obi-Wan being a Sith is rather sensible. All it would have taken was a single step to the left –with Xanatos, or on Melida/Daan, or fighting Maul, or one of the hundred thousand other moments when Obi-Wan has felt himself tempted.
Anakin and Ahsoka are clearly not so comfortable with their darker selves and the Sith are likewise unnerved by their lighter counterparts. The four of them look to be on the precipice of a bloodbath purely on the basis of their differing Force alignments. Obi-Wan resists the urge to sigh. Everyone talks about Sith and Jedi, Dark and Light, as if they are separate species when really all of them are just fallible sentients doing whatever they think is right or necessary. Violence really isn’t necessary in this situation.
Obi-Wan glances over at his counterpart and they share an identical smile. Yes, his Sith self has clearly also come to the conclusion that they are hardly different at all. Certainly less divided than the two Anakins or two Ahoskas. It seems the cooler heads of the two Kenobis must prevail.
“For the sake of minimizing confusion, please call me Venge.”
“Of course, Darth Venge. But only if you call me Obi-Wan.”
“Certainly, Master Kenobi. Thank you for the tea.”
Four sets of eyes stare at them in horror.
(Just wait until the Council hears about this.)

murdersshewrote:
midnightfuckingmayor:
sith au fic idea: weird force shit pulls the sith versions of anakin, obi-wan, and ahsoka into canon during the clone wars
for some reason they can’t back until the war is over, so they end up bunking with the jedi after it’s confimed that they’re from another dimension and aren’t about to kill everyone
and the sith version of obi-wan freaks the order out the most because it’s nearly impossible to tell him apart from the jedi version
the sith version of anakin is noticeably more savage and impulsive, the sith version of ahsoka is cruel in a way the jedi version isn’t, and then there’s sith obi-wan
he speaks and talks and gestures like the jedi version, he has the same sense of humor, the only way to tell them apart is if he drops the glamour concealing the red of his eyes
the jedi versions of ahsoka and anakin watch this man that looks like their master casually torture and kill and can’t help wondering how much darkness their obi-wan hides
If there is one thing Obi-Wan knows above all else, it is his own capacity for darkness. So when alternate Sith versions of Anakin, Ahsoka, and himself appear, he is the only one not phased. Beyond the reality of parallel universes making literally anything possible, the idea of Obi-Wan being a Sith is rather sensible. All it would have taken was a single step to the left –with Xanatos, or on Melida/Daan, or fighting Maul, or one of the hundred thousand other moments when Obi-Wan has felt himself tempted.
Anakin and Ahsoka are clearly not so comfortable with their darker selves and the Sith are likewise unnerved by their lighter counterparts. The four of them look to be on the precipice of a bloodbath purely on the basis of their differing Force alignments. Obi-Wan resists the urge to sigh. Everyone talks about Sith and Jedi, Dark and Light, as if they are separate species when really all of them are just fallible sentients doing whatever they think is right or necessary. Violence really isn’t necessary in this situation.
Obi-Wan glances over at his counterpart and they share an identical smile. Yes, his Sith self has clearly also come to the conclusion that they are hardly different at all. Certainly less divided than the two Anakins or two Ahoskas. It seems the cooler heads of the two Kenobis must prevail.
“For the sake of minimizing confusion, please call me Venge.”
“Of course, Darth Venge. But only if you call me Obi-Wan.”
“Certainly, Master Kenobi. Thank you for the tea.”
Four sets of eyes stare at them in horror.
(Just wait until the Council hears about this.)
