Ani's Fanfiction Recommendations

[Sam Tallav]

Name: The Farmboy and the Archeologist
Link: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/12903242/1/
Summary: Doctor Aphra and Luke Skywalker have moments. Sometimes poignant, sometimes funny.

[Sam Tallav]

Name: Sequel Trilogy Rewrite
Link: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13457662/1/S ... gy-Rewrite

Summary: What if Rey had actual personality, flaws, motivations, received training, and wasn't inexplicably all-powerful? What if Finn and Poe weren't relegated to unimportant side roles? What if Luke Skywalker wasn't turned into a parody of all things Star Wars? This fic aims to fix the myriad plot and character deficiencies of the Sequel Trilogy in a way both respectful and positive.

A Word From Ani: A thorough joy of a read. Eloquent descriptions, vivid imagery and perfect characterization. Gets a little stagnant towards the last two or three chapters but quickly recovers. Still a work-in-progress, making me starve for more.

[Zechs Merquise]

Are there ratings? Like G, PG, NA-17. o.o

[Sam Tallav]

Are there ratings? Like G, PG, NA-17. o.o

Uh... both of the ones I recommended are rated T (Teen), and most of the ones I read are. If I ever find an M (Mature) one that isn't just smut and worth sharing with people, I'll specify it's for 18+ eyes only. But I doubt it'll ever happen lol

[Sam Tallav]

Name: Reprise
Link: This one's a long series of four parts (til now, still continuing). This is the link to the first one: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11612505/1/Reprise-I

Summary: 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.

A Word From Ani: Alright, I don't normally read or enjoy time travel fanfictions, but this one is something else. The author's style of writing is amazing, and the way they develop the character of Ben Kenobi is phenomenal, plus his relationships with Qui-Gon, the younger Obi-Wan, Anakin, Dooku, and several thoroughly well-written OCs. Absolutely a wonderful read for all Ben Kenobi and Jedi fans, and tea lovers. Definite, definite, definite recommendation.

Sample Excerpt:

Eventually, the topic turned to Obi-Wan and, by a matter of course, Qui-Gon. Ben was in exceptional control of his emotions even when the matter came up, but Yoda was, if nothing else, astute to a fault.

"Bristle at the name of your old master, you do," the troll said, using the Force to pour their tea in an airborne dance. Ben watched the display sullenly.

"It is with the Force," the platitude was a farce on his tongue because it was not with the Force, it was with him: forged into the deep valley between his eyebrows.

"Hmm," Yoda's enigmatic hum encapsulated a thousand words at once. He drank from his tea and sunk contentedly into his seat. Ben prepared followed suit, but upon tasting the brew his face twisted into a grimace and he choked into his cup.

"Master Yoda," He asked once recovered, looking at his small ceramic bowl with deepest betrayal. "What kind of tea is this?"

"Expensive tea it is," Yoda chided as if reprimanding a tasteless youngling. "Spit it onto my carpet you do, most rude."

"It's terribly oversteeped, Master, it's gone bitter." Ben said, sniffing tea with an uncertain look. He blew out the smell and rubbed his mouth.

"Making tea I have been since before your ancestors were born! Oversteeped it is not. Drink too quickly you do," Yoda said, taking a slow, snub-nosed sip. "To anxious are you to get to the end. Savor it you must."

Ben eyed the grandmaster with suspicion. He was, after all, talking to a creature who hadn't cleaned his floorboards in centuries and whose apartment smelled of moss and stale air. Still, with great reluctance, Ben lifted the cup to his mouth and drank. He willed himself to endure the bitter sting on his tongue to savor it as best he could.

To his utter surprise, the tea turned sweet on his tongue - as sweet as if he'd laced it with the finest aged honey. He sat back in his seat half in surprise and half in pure relief, swirling the taste around in his mouth before swallowing.

"Oh," he said, mollified. Yoda chuckled into another sip.

"In its homeworld, anli-itey this tea is called."

"Bitter sweet," Ben translated.

"Yes. Good things, sometimes wait for them we must. Fine tea masters know this." Yoda took another appreciative drink. "Make good Jedi, tea masters would, hmm?" He chuckled at his own joke.

Ben took a second taste, bitterer and sweeter than the first. He watched the dregs swirling in the bowl, unassuming and unpredictable. He glanced up at Master Yoda and wondered how the troll was so good at hiding his seemingly boundless knowledge. "A metaphor," Ben nodded. "Point taken, Master."

"Metaphor?" If the look of surprise on Yoda's face was artificial, Ben would never have guessed it. "Not metaphor this is. Tea this is. Hmmph. Look for metaphors in tea you do now. Brood too much you do, as told you I have so many times."

Ben wondered distantly if resting and waiting were the same, or only related. He took another sip and found the bitterness easier to bear. "Of course, Master. My apologies."

[Master Buggie]

Name: The Farmboy and the Archeologist

Man, I really misread the title to this one.