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Biting His Own Tale Anthology by ADragonsFriend
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
15 Oct 2026
Summary
When Depur sends Vader back to Tatooine for the third time, Anakin visits his mother. He cannot go to her grave, but the place she died is a ruin. Surely, he can go there and talk to her. Before, there was nothing left for him to lose, but now there is Leia, just the right age to be his child, and the world he broke before she could see it.
Anakin speaks his regrets to the desert, until the wind whispers back.
He awakens, 18 years in the past, in the moment before his first evil.
Is this a piece of Ar-Amu's promise? The will of the Force? Yes, of course. But whichever you believe in, know that the trickery of Ekkreth will surely play its part.
Anthology containing:
The Children of the Mother
When Darth Sidious sends Vader back to Tatooine for the third time, Anakin Skywalker visits his mother.
Eighteen years earlier, Beru Whitesun waits for Shmi Skywalker's child to return from the desert.
Or,
Whether by Ar-Amu's promise or by the will of the Force, Anakin Skywalker finds himself in the long past.Between the Desert and the Ocean
A series of visitors, journeys, and concessions.
Or, life changing field trips, and the lack thereof.
Loss in the Arena
Geonosis eats the Jedi alive, and it spits some of them back out the same way.
Obi-Wan Kenobi grieves for what is not yet lost.
Aayla Secura grieves and loses nothing.
Elder Sisters
In the story of one sister, Ekkreth discovers an egg in the desert.
In another, Anakin begins to settle in to the past.
Here There Be Monsters
Rex’s general reminds him of nothing so much as the ocean.
Or, as it turns out, time travel is easier to hide than the marks left by spending a decade and a half as the emperor’s executioner.
Glittering Chains
On Christophsis, Asajj Ventress follows her master's orders, Obi-Wan Kenobi has a knee injury, and Sargent Slick awaits execution. None of this is precisely Anakin Skywalker's problem.
But long ago,
Ekkreth was going along, not looking for trouble, and they met a woman who had forgotten where she came from. She was called Keekta Du.
In the House of the Sun
After a disastrous attempt at finding freedom in promises of a Sith Apprentice on Christophsis, Slick has been sent to Tatooine. He comes bearing gifts.
Tales of Ryloth
Ryloth is a land of vicious predators, deep forests, and endless stone. Many paths converge there. Even Ekkreth has visited a time or two.
Three venators hang in the sky above Ryloth, a blockade in their way.
Lessu is a captured city, a Jedi comes to free it.
Two generations ago, a storyteller came to Ryloth. Her grandson has grown up free and rebelious.Jedi Wonders
Jedi Master Mace Windu goes to the Senate to follow a promise to its reasonable conclusion.
(Further than) the Eye Can See (there are Stars)
There is a body in Obi-Wan's arms and a body on a pyre.
There is a maze which cannot be mapped and a desert stretching beyond the horizon.
There is a boy carving stones and a girl holding a star in her palm.
There is Depur’s rage, and there are Ekkreth’s red red feathers.Or,
Ventress, Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Ahsoka walk into a sith temple.The Supreme Chancellor's Diary
Supreme Chancellor Palpatine does not have time in his busy schedule to keep a journal. Luckily for future historians, Ekkreth has hired a ghost writer.
Senator Amidala receives a mysterious invitation.
bubble up, bubble away
CT-9166 has been guarding the old Jedi Temple on Verilli for almost three hours when he disobeys orders, and gets stuck with a head full of memories not his own.
The Form of her Heart
She is satisfied. She is happy. She is Barriss Offee, Jedi Padawan and healer. She is all of these things. In one world, she is even a loyal Commander until she spends weeks pouring out her bitterness at Letta Turmond’s easy prompting. Then, well…
But with a red feathered vigilante comes a different offer, and another choice.
This Story Can Kill You
After Ashoka is badly injured by Count Dooku, and the 501st is recalled to Coruscant for leave, Anakin has little to do but wait and worry for his student. Ekkreth's plans have ground to a halt for the moment, awaiting the next opportunity to inch the restraining bolt around the galaxy a little closer to falling off.
Over the course of two conversations, he finds it.
Darth Vader tells Count Dooku about a story.
Shelves: Star Wars Fics
- Site:
- archiveofourown.org
- Words:
- 267,232
- Status:
- In-Progress
Estelle is Trying Her Best but Those Olympians Make it Like...Really Hard Anthology by CaffeinatedFlumadiddle
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan, The Trials of Apollo - Rick Riordan
12 Jul 2021
Summary
Anthology containing:
Hello Ocean, My Old Friend
Poseidon keeps getting offerings from Percy’s baby sister. He doesn’t quite know how to feel about this small child vying for his attention…At the very least he would keep Zeus from blowing up whenever her prayers interrupted council meetings.
Or
Rick Riordan gave us Estelle Blofis and I am thrilled. She's going to get Poseidon to attend family events even if every god on Olympus kills her.
Stayin' Alive, Ah, Ha...Oh
"Perseus," Poseidon said and paused "How do you feel?"
"Dead." Percy nodded. That seemed accurate. Poseidon rose his eyebrows. "Because I am dead." He added...In case that hadn't been clear. He looked down at his body - which felt very strange because he shouldn't have a body. "You have put me in a flesh prison." He observed. Poseidon opened his mouth as if to respond and then instead looked over at Hades.
"Look, brother," He said with a raise of his hands "I did my best."
There was a beat of silence in which Poseidon stood back up and ran a hand over his face.
"Well," He grimaced as he looked down at his son "I suppose it is time to answer his sister's prayers."
Or
Percy was murdered in the lamest of ways but luckily has the coolest sister ever to help him with the whole 'living' thing again (aka I still love Estelle Blofis).
Here Comes the Groom('s Father)
"Sir?" Charon called, shoving a soul away when they tried to jump in the boat "What's the verdict?"
Hades tossed him the drachma and sighed.
"Technically...No rules were broken. It appears Mr. Snuffle Puff's spirit will meet the judges of the Underworld." He said and looked down at the cat. "Good luck."
"Mister who now?" Charon asked, eyes sparkling for a moment as Hades glowered at him. Mr. Snuffle Puff jumped on the boat, knocking Charon's sack of coins into the river as he did so. "Son of - you'll be judged of that!" Charon scowled, trying to grab at the coins. Hades sighed walked away. He really hated Estelle Blofis.
Or
Estelle Blofis is determined to get Hades to his son's wedding. Little does she know she has been annoying him for years now. Percy loves and supports his little sister as she annoys Olympus.
In the Name of Love
“You take it back!” Estelle said, voice high and panicked. Aphrodite grinned as the room turned to her. “You take it back right now, or I’m gonna send Nico after you!”
“The girl is harassing you too?” Poseidon asked skeptically. Aphrodite hummed. In truth, they were more harassing each other than it being an unrequited relationship. Still, the Blofis girl had been... well, she was Jackson’s sister. Enough said.
“Estelle?” A voice called from somewhere in the girl’s realm. “What are you doing?”
“APHRODITE MADE ME FALL IN LOVE, AND SHE NEEDS TO CUT THAT SHIT OUT RIGHT NOW!”
Ah, young love.
Or
Estelle may have made a name for herself annoying Percy’s godly side of the family, but it turns out Aphrodite can annoy her right back.
The Less You Know
“Cluck!” Estelle said brightly. Athena sighed. “Read?” Estelle tried again, shoving the book back at her. Athena stared. While it was most certainly beneath her to entertain this child in any capacity… well. This Estelle was related to Perseus Jackson. Gods only knew that her intelligence would not be nourished in that household. While she had heard plenty of nice things about the mother, Athena was of the belief that no intelligent woman would ever willingly spend time with Poseidon.
“Very well,” Athena said slowly and took the book back. “But you must learn to read yourself. I understand that your brain is not developed, but that should not stunt your perseverance to gain independence and pursue intelligence on your own.” She warned. “You aren’t dogs-”
“Woof!”
“I do not have high hopes for you.”
Or
Annabeth is the sole reason Athena hasn't blown up Percy's little sister. Well, that and she accidentally becomes indebted to a snotty teenager.
Thieves in a Temple
“Fine,” Percy said and took a long breath. “You can hold her for a second, but no funny business. I’ll hunt you down,” he added under his breath and then paused. “Wait. Estelle, can I give you to Hermes for a second?” He asked. The baby reached up and grabbed his ear.
“Knees?”
“Hermes.”
“Knees!” Estelle said excitedly. That must have been a yes because Percy sighed and handed her over. Hermes squealed.
“She’s so small!” He declared. “And potato-like!”
“Dude. Don’t call my sister a potato.”
Or
Hermes is suspicious that Estelle Blofis is Luke Castellan reborn and Percy is not tolerating this god checking in on his sister so much.
Fly Me to the Moon
“Well,” Hephaestus said thoughtfully. “What weapon do you think you would be adept with?” He asked. Estelle tapped a finger to her lip.
“I play a lot of Call of Duty with Percy,” she offered and Hephaestus frowned. “So maybe a gun? I-”
“Do not give her a gun,” Artemis interjected quickly. Estelle gave her a betrayed look. “Do… do not… give her a gun…”
“Will Solace has a gun!” Estelle offered, clapping her hands together. Hephaestus glanced at Artemis who grimaced in return. “So, even though it’s not really a Greek weap-”
“I will not give her a gun,” Hephaestus decided.
Or
Artemis gets a new huntress. It's a... work in progress.
Let's Start a Riot
“You…threw a brick at him?” Ares asked, a little mystified. Were there just random bricks laying around this playground? “Did it hit him?” He asked. Estelle looked up with teary eyes and nodded.
“In the face,” she said with a wobbling lip. “It looked like it hurt a lot. Now I’m the mean one and in trouble.”
A pause.
“Good job,” Ares said and her mouth popped open. “Hey, look at it this way. That punk won’t be mean to you again and you’ve established yourself as a tough guy… maybe stop crying if you want to keep that up,” he said and Estelle blinked.
“My brother says it’s okay to cry.”
“Your brother is a sissy and if you’re crying then you’re a sissy too,” Ares dismissed. Estelle quickly wiped the tears away.
“I am not a sissy!” She grumbled and Ares shrugged.
“I don’t know. You kind of look like one.”
Or
Ares can't decides if he loves or hates Estelle Blofis... but he's leaning towards hate. Definitely hate. Gods, she is annoying.
Cherry Wine
"Bye."
"Bye? Where do you think you're going?" Dionysus asked Estelle and watched as she took a few steps forward, almost falling every time. He sighed and followed. She took a few more steps before glancing back at him.
"Bye!"
"No, I'm being forced to stay with you."
"Buh-bye!"
"I hate you so much already," Dionysus muttered and continued to follow her. She appeared to be on a mission despite having no idea where she was heading. A few times she tried to navigate towards the camp, but was stopped by the boundaries. Dionysus watched as she pressed against it - brows pulled together in confusion before tapping on the invisible barrier.
"Hello?" She said and looked at Dionysus before pointing at the wall. "Piano."
"Pia-? What?"
Or
Dionysus thought he was being sneaky by having Sally Jackson indebted to him, but now that he's met her daughter... bad decisions might have been made.
Shelves: Percy Jackson
- Site:
- archiveofourown.org
- Words:
- 96,919
- Status:
- In-Progress