#jedi genocide
fr they’re doing so well at giving us an obi wan who genuinely wants to do the right thing, but is so debilitated by his fears and trauma that he can’t function nearly as highly as people him expect him to. he’s obi wan. he’s witty and quick and capable and arguably the best jedi of his generation but he can’t reach for his lightsaber first. he can’t talk about the family he couldn’t bury, and the brother he watched get consumed by flames and hate. he doesn’t want the responsibility of his name, or his order, bc if he couldn’t save anakin, how can he be trusted to save anyone else? he sees anakin in the desert. he almost collapses when he feels vader. he can’t fight him and hasn’t tried to fight in years and practically lets himself get caught. he hasn’t touched the force in a decade. he’s in pain, but he wants to be strong. for leia. for luke. they need him, but he doesn’t want them to. the galaxy needs him, but he cant. not yet.
Burning Heart, Burning Mind - Pandora151 - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]
Surprise! I wrote this quick fic yesterday and finished it this morning. It has references to Episode 3 of Obi-Wan Kenobi so be careful if you’re trying to avoid spoilers :)
Thanks!
Okay I said this in a reply elsewhere, but I’m going to give it its own post also
So yes, there are absolutely some Holocaust parallels what with ordinary people hiding Jedi in hidden rooms and a freedom trail out of empire controlled space (also slavery underground railroad parallels) but can we not just make this into a Jedi as victims thing, and remember that the episode also showed how much the Jedi were *still* holding onto their faith, decorating the room with symbols of their faith, and writing proverbs on the walls?
That they still tried to find hope that they would get through this and again be able to practice freely? Please don’t just say that the parallels of Jedi to Jews is that of being victims. There’s more to it than that.
Anyway back to my fic about all the Jedi who left their marks on the Wall now and have a whole lot of feelings about how they were not just doing it for themselves, but for all the other Jedi who might see it, and the ones who would never get the chance to.
girl help im experiencing shrimp emotions about the Jedi refugee bunker messages
It’s–these are the barest handful of survivors of a galaxy-wide genocide, and none of them will ever see another of their kind again. So they carve their names into the walls, just in case. Maybe one of your friends is still alive and you’ll never see each other again, will not, cannot, but the Force is with you still and maybe someday they’ll see your name and know you got this far. Maybe someday you’ll see theirs.
But then it’s not just the names, it’s–the sigils. The blessings. The Jedi maxims.
A smuggling ring that evacuates what should have been the next generation. These Force-sensitive children who will never, for their own safety, be raised among their own kind. Will not. Cannot.
Separate the lock from the key. Scatter the survivors, never in the same place, so that only one (one of these Jedi who take strength in connections, who were nevermeant to be alone) can be lost at a time. In case there’s an after. In case someday, somewhere, for someone, there’s an after.
The Archives were seared from existence. Surviving Jedi temples and outposts and scattered texts are reduced to rubble every day whenever they’re found and it would be madness to send a child looking anyway. So how do you pass on what little remains? How do you tell these frightened children who should have been Jedi what they had the right to know? How do you give them the culture that could have been theirs?
Scratches on concrete. No way to give them long messages, no time to try. This is the only chance you will ever have to tell them something, to make sure the core of who the Jedi were survive, to try to help them understand. To preserve.
What do you pass on?
Proverbs. Meditation mantras that double as survival advice. The sigil of your Order, all the comfort your kind have left. (The base of what will someday become the rebel starbird, rising from ashes, but they don’t know that yet, half of them will die before they see it.)
What do you pass on? Only what’s most important. Only what cannot ever be lost.
The Force will be with you always. Only when your eyes are closed can you truly see the Way. For light and life.
Andnames.You were never alone.
There’s always hope.
sorry vader is a petty ass drama king bitch I really do live for that but I still haven’t processed ‘quinlan vos survived order 66’
