#didn’t write this post about anakin specifically

[cienie-isengardu]

Cienie's Star Wars sidenotes

While doing research and writing down the last pieces of Funeral Rites of the Clone Troopers, it became even more clear how The Clone Wars animated TV series did a great disservice to Jedi, especially in the context of medical care for clones.

TCW has clone medics, both as part of combat units (e.g. Kix from 501st Legion) and working apparently in the medcentre as sometimes was presented on the screen.

The role of doctors treating wounded troopers was given to Kaminoans (Nala Se) and droids and sure, those two groups were part of the whole GAR’s medical system in the Legends too. However Jedi Healers (doctors), as far as I remember, were seen treating mainly other Jedi like Yoda

and even then TCW barely paid attention to force healing as an important skill. 

The research about medical care for clones gives a pretty drastic idea of what was happening during and after battle which is understandable why the show destined for younger viewers didn’t go into full details about triage of wounded but considering how many dark themes were put in the same show, I dare to say not showing medical care provided by Jedi or common Republic doctors and nurses (who btw are a rare example of republic citizens conscripted into army during the war) actually is unfair. The show reduced one very important aspect of Jedi - they weren’t just generals and commanders either sending or leading troops into battle, they also provided medical help, whether they were specifically trained at healing or not. 

In Legends, we could see Jedi Healers assisting the army on various occassions, working in triage area like in Republic comics series:

The triage unit, where Jedi healers labor to save the lives of the wounded, was set up safely behind the line of battle. But as the fortunes of war shift, so do the battlelines.

and worrying first about wounded even in the face of serious danger

Master Saa! We’re cut off! There’s no way to get the wounded out!

and searching for survivors

Master Saa is hurt! She pulled the trees on top of us for protection...

and working in hospitals

Follow me Skywalker. We have much healing to do. The Jedi sickbay, where we treat the most severe injuries. And our own, of course. Master Offee has saved countless lives. She seldom leaves her post to rest. But we all work long hours.

Not to mention the whole Medstar duology dedicated to padawan Bariss Offee, doctors and nurses serving in Republic mobile hospitals close to frontine - and yes, forever I’m gonna be bitter about how TCW/New Canon treated the most iconic Jedi Healer.

(The cover art for Medstar: Jedi Healer by Dave Seeley)

When padawan Skywalker arrived at New Holstice with his troops, he was immedialy called to assist in the nearest sickbay

“Are you injured, master Jedi?”

“Not really, no.”

“Good. You can make yourself useful by heading to the nearest sickbay. We need all the Jedi healers we can get...”

and for context, this is Anakin two days after after Jabiim, one of the worst war campaigns Republic experienced so far, the solely survivor of Jedi Pack traumatized both by the loss of his comrades and what happened on the planet and forced to make a devastating choice is literally told to get at work ASAP because every Jedi in between assignment was working here hard to heal the most wounded..

Though no healer himself, Anakin even force-healed injured trooper on battlefield to stop him going into shock:

Supporting the commando trooper with his left arm, Anakin warded off blaster bolts on the run. The rest of Squad Seven supplied cover, blowing STAPs out the sky with uninterrupted fire. Cody motioned everyone into a shallow irrigation trench just short of the mound. By the time Obi-Wan arrived, the troopers were deployed in a circle, and continuing to pour fire into the sky. Anakin slid into the trench a moment later, lowering the commando gently to the muddy slope. Squad Seven’s medical specialist crawled over, removing the commando’s ravaged utility belt and deeply dented helmet.  [...]

The harvester’s pincers had crushed the armor into the commando’s abdomen. His skin was intact, but the bruising was severe. With only half the original army of 1.2 million in fighting shape, the life of every clone was vital. Blood and replacement organs - - what the regular troopers referred to as “spare parts” - - were readily available - - “easily requisitioned” - - but with the war reaching a crescendo, battlefield casualties were on the rise and treated as high priority.

“Not much I can do for him here,” the medspec told Anakin. “Maybe if we can get an FX-Seven air-dropped - - ”

“We don’t need a droid,” Anakin interrupted. Kneeling, he placed his hands on the injured commando’s abdomen and used a Jedi healing technique to keep the clone from going into deep shock. [Labyrinth Of Evil]

(and included request for evacuation of the wounded trooper when Cody called for artillery support)

In Republic comics series alone we could see Jedi showing concern for the wounded troopers at various moments, putting their well-being as priority:

or helping (healing) wounded enemies:

And I won't lie, it is frustrating how Legends, especially Republic comics series that had around 40 issues put so much pressure on Jedi Force healing and how Jedi care for wounded troopers while The Clone Wars (New Canon) that lasted for decade or so kinda ignored the issue? Which is unfair to Jedi and clones alike. The first are presented as less caring, at times indifferent? the latter deserved to have all the available medical help, not just Kaminoans and droids.

#star wars #jedi #jedi healers #clone troopers #legends vs new canon #anakin skywalker #luminara unduli #bariss offee #aayla secura #mace windu #i wil be bitter forever for how tcw treated bariss offee #i demand new canon to bring back the jedi force healing their troopers and wounded in general

[deejadabbles]

Take a Ride (Rex x fem!Reader) Spice!

Summary: Rex had always had amazing thighs, but now there was only one fantasy you wanted to fulfill with them.

Fem reader, no mentions of physical description.

This is a 18+ content! Minors be gone!

A.N: So, after @littlemissmanga gave her analysis of Rex's armor in this post, I had way too many thots about how to abuse that armor. This is the result! Nothing but filth here folks. I sort of had a jedi reader in mind when writing this, but that's never explicitly stated, just has general "forbidden relationship" vibes.

Word Count: 3388

Warnings: Thigh riding, slightly dominant Rex, secret relationships, dirty talk, armor kink (sort of?), clothed male, praising, mutual masturbation, porn with minimal plot (riding Rex's thigh into the sunset. that's it. that's the plot)

Rex was a smart man. Observant, tactical, intuitive. And you were an open book to him.

Or at least, that’s how it felt whenever you locked eyes across the room. You didn’t have to spell out your desires to him, not now, not after so long of learning every inch of each other. He didn’t need you to bite your lip or bat your eyelashes, it was all there in the subtlety of your gaze, the rise of your chest, the clench of your fingers.

All he had to do was catch your gaze, and he knew what you wanted.

It was good, for so so many reasons, but paramount among them was the fact that you could hardly flirt so openly with him. The two of you had to learn to communicate with nothing more than the smallest of gestures, the shortest of glances. The only times you could truly call out to each other, beg for each other, demand each other, was in the stolen moments of a locked office or cheap hotel on Coruscant.

So really, it shouldn’t have come as a shock, that he could read your wants, when he caught you staring at something more specific than his whole (damn sexy) person.

No one could blame you. Rex always had amazing thighs, you loved biting them as you teased him mercilessly, loved gripping them when you had him moaning at your mouth, and you loved being tangled in them as he buried himself inside you. You had always loved his thighs, but this made something new flare in you, now that you had noticed a certain…detail in the new clone armor.

How had you never noticed it before? Every free moment you had near him was taken up with staring him up and down, knowing you’d never get your fill of him. You had memorized every inch of his body, gazed endlessly at the armor that kept him alive day after day.

So why had it only been when he pounded you from behind while in full armor that you noticed his tassets had ridges to them?

Your body throbbed at the memory, the way he had sought you out the moment he was back on the ship after weeks apart, the way he had ripped your clothes off with such desperate need, the way he took you hard and impatient.

It was only in that moment that you felt them digging in, the subtle little peaks cresting the full length of the armor piece. And now they were all you could think about. Rex had always had amazing thighs, but now there was only one fantasy you wanted to fulfill with them.

Rex was observant and tactical and intuitive. He knew all your subtle looks and gestures, so, it didn’t take him long to figure you out when you started staring at one part of him in particular.

The first time he caught you staring was during a briefing. To your credit, you were still listening to Anakin’s report, you were just also stealing glances because you were a skilled multitasker. You had been feigning contemplation, letting anyone who might look your way think that you were staring at nothing in particular, while you were actually focused on those little raised ridges. When you sensed you had been ‘gazing absently’ for too long, you made yourself look up- only to catch Rex’s eye.

He tilted his chin up just the slightest bit before looking away.

In the private language of your subtle gestures to one another, that might as well have been a knowing smirk. 

Of course, he knew you were thinking about him, but, he probably didn’t know exactly what you were thinking; besides general heat and need, right? Force, he probably assumed you were staring at his codpiece, it certainly wouldn’t be the first time. The knowledge of your exact fantasy was safe.

But that was an assurance that became harder to hope for the second time he caught you staring.

You were helping him run drills, stopwatch pulled up on your bracer, clocking every trooper who ran Rex’s course. At first, Rex had been pacing along the end of the track, hands behind his back in an authoritative stance as he watched his men work. Then he stood to the side, hands on hips as he barked orders. If both of those hadn’t been distracting enough, then he had propped his leg up on a crate as he called for them to keep going and live up to the 501st standards. 

That did you in.

The way his thigh was level, lined like the perfect seat, was too much. Your mind was racing with the most impure thoughts, the ideas of what the hard, angled plastoid might feel like made heat fill you almost instantly. It just might be the perfect shape, slotting perfectly against your clit, between your folds. And with Rex being the one under that armor piece? Maker, you knew he’d buck and roll you perfectly against it, make sure it moved just right for the friction you’d crave and-

Kriff!

You almost- almost didn’t stop your watch in time when Fives came darting past you.

You could already feel the mess pooling in your panties, just the thought of it all making you wet- that would be fun to deal with for the rest of the drills. Somehow, you managed to keep your voice mostly steady when you called out Fives’ time, but, when you met Rex’s eye again, you knew you were caught. He held your gaze firm, a silent knowing passing between you, that he had heard the barely there shake in your voice. The stare was practically a smug scolding, reminding you that it would be a long time before you could change out of the sopping underwear. He allowed his gaze to slide south, glancing over your core as they turned to Fives. Something no one but you would notice.

Considering all the other times you had stolen glances at his thighs, you had thought that he wouldn’t make the connection, having only caught you twice. But you should have known better, you should have known he’d figure you out.

Once the drills were done and everyone was making their way out of the simulator, you trailed far behind everyone else, trying to get your breathing under control. Keeping your mind out of the gutter for the rest of the training had not been easy and you were ready to change into clean undergarments.

Until you passed an adjacent corridor and felt hands grab you.

You gasped as they pulled you in, but the familiar feel of your captain filled your senses as your back hit the cold wall. Lips closed over yours before you could so much as blink up at him, gloved hands scrambling to find your wrist and pin them beside your head.

“You should know better than to look at me like that in public, mesh’la,” Rex growled against your mouth.

“You’re one to talk,” was your panted retort as you glanced down the empty, but still very open corridor. This was not like Rex, he never indulged in you in such an easy place to get caught. As appealing as the fantasy was, neither of you could stomach what would happen if you were caught.

He hummed in response, even as his legs started moving, “That look of yours worked me up too much,” one slotted itself between your thighs, shoving them apart as it pressed into you.

And you let out a shaking moan.

Rex only chuckled as you clamped your hand over your mouth, face hot as he pressed his armored limb against your throbbing center. “So, that is it,” he mused into your ear, “That’s what you’ve been thinking about. You think you're so sneaky, stealing looks at-”

He paused suddenly, going stiff as you heard it too: armored feet closing in. Rex flew off of you as fast as lighting, but you still barely had time to lower your hands into a dignified position before the troopers rounded the corner.

The men instantly saluted when they saw you two, but otherwise paid no mind as they marched by. Still, it was enough for both of you to come to your senses. Rex still looked at you out of the corner of his eye, breathing just a little ragged as you both waited for the group to be out of earshot.

When Rex spoke again, it was low and clear. “My office. Tonight,” the pupils of his eyes were still blown wide as he flicked them downward, to where he had likely felt how soaked you were. “And don’t change out of those.”

“Sir yes sir,” you hummed, because you knew it would make him just as wet as he made you. The shuddering breath he let out told you it took all his willpower not to pin you against that wall again.

The night couldn’t come fast enough.

It was only through years of self-discipline that you were able to get any work done at all, between your mind replaying that scene over and over again. Rex’s body holding you at his mercy, his hot mouth devouring yours, even the thrill of almost getting caught. Above all though, you ached at the brief preview of his thick tight bucking up against your core.

You were glad you hadn’t bothered with changing (as per his orders), because the clean pair of panties would have just been ruined as you turned the memory over in your head again and again. 

Getting through your daily reports was the worst part, Rex’s words coming back to you between each line of text you managed to type. Of course, it was almost a blessing, because when Skywalker came by to check on you, you still had a pile of work to groan about: the perfect cover. Everyone would think you were busy working all night, not sneaking off for a secret rendezvous.

And when you finally thought it was late enough to slip away unnoticed, you never flew through reports faster.

The corridors were empty save for the occasional trooper who saluted you, so there were no setbacks when you reached the door of his office. 

“Enter,” came his voice after a short pause when you knocked.

When the door slid open, you were greeted with the sight of him sitting at his desk, leaning back in his chair, legs spread wide, and chin resting on his fist. You sealed the door the moment it closed, not taking your eyes off him as it locked.

“Finally,” Rex hummed, a hint of a smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. Then he beckoned you closer with the hand that wasn’t supporting his head, “Come here, cyare. I’ve been thinking about this all day.”

He didn’t have to tell you twice, you made your way across the room, shifting off your first, outer layer of clothing as you went. The garment fell to the floor as he slid his chair back, leaning forward to pull you between his legs. 

Rex’s hands were instantly pushing your shirt up, “Take this off, sweetheart, I want to have a nice view.”

A whimper at the combination of his words and hands left you, but you did as told, stripping your top half while he pulled at the belt of your pants. Fingers worked their way across your skin as he slid them down your legs. He had obviously regained his patients in your hours apart, because he took his time sliding his hands over the backs of your legs as he made his way up to your underwear.

Only then did he take his eyes off your body, lifting them to meet your own, right before his hand cupped your pussy. Your head fell back with a moan as he massaged you through the fabric and hummed with approval at the wet state of them.

“You’ve been like this all day, haven't you, mesh’la?”

“Yes,” you breathed, but managed to look back at him again, “that’s what you do to me, Rex, just thinking about you gets me wet.”

Once upon a time, Rex would have turned red at such filthy, bold words, so awkward and unsure of himself, but you two were well past that now. 

He proved it when he said, “Oh, I know what you’ve been thinking about, cyare.” 

Rex always struck fast when he had a plan in mind, and here with you was no different. He grasped your hips, those big hands of his able to move your body any way he wanted, and he wanted you against him. 

An ‘oh!’ of pleasured surprise rang through the room when he pulled you down to straddle his thigh. He didn’t say a word as he shifted you, lining you up perfectly with the ridge of his armor. However, when you tried to rock yourself against him, his hands gripped your hips in warning.

“No. Not yet,” he said and despite the firmness, his tone was gently patient, “You don’t move until I tell you, mesh’la.”

Your skin prickled at the soft command, you loved it when he got like this. “Anything for you, Captain,” you made sure your own voice was delicate, practically a moan of its own.

And oh, did Rex’s smile turn dangerous as he said, “Good girl.”

With that, he kept his eyes on where your still-clothed core met his armor, and started pulling you forward. Pleasure rippled up your body instantly, and he let out a pleased chuckle when you had to reach out to grip his shoulders for support.

“You’re already soaking my leg. Just thinking about this got you so worked up?” Rex let out a little mock of a disapproving noise, then started back in on the sentiment he wanted to say back in that hallway. “You thought you were so sneaky, stealing glances at me like that.” 

His hands gripped your hips harder, digging in just enough to leave a faint mark as he kept dragging you forward against the hard length of plastoid, sending pulses of pleasure through your core. 

"You don't think I notice, the way you look at my thighs? Is this what you were imagining? Were you thinking about how perfect it might feel, hard between your legs?" He finally looked up from the mess you were making of his armor, eyes locking with yours again, "Tell me how it feels, cyar'ika.”

The answer came out like a needy whimper, “Perfect!” The ridge got higher and more pronounced the further up you went, and it pressed so deliciously against your clit. “Maker, it feels perfect- you feel perfect, Rex!”

He hummed approvingly, then looked back down at his handiwork. Rex heard the sounds you let out as he pulled you higher and higher up his leg, and as always, he was a smart, intuitive man.

“Right here,” he whispered, seating you right at the point where the peak of the armor was highest, digging into your most sensitive spot delightfully. “There we go, perfect.” 

That’s when Rex started rocking you back and forth in short motions, making rapid bursts of pleasure coarse through you. He was testing the waters and loving the resulting cries you let out. 

“Just the right spot for you, and the perfect view for me,” Rex hummed in approval.

He wasn’t wrong, your bodies were close, but not so flush against each other that he couldn’t see you grinding against him. Unfortunately, that’s when he stopped his rocking motions and let go of your hips.

You didn’t bother hiding your whimper of disapproval, but he only cupped your face lovingly.

“You’ve been a good, patient girl, cyare. Now, I want you to get yourself off. Ride me until you come, understand?”

“Yes- yes, sir.” Your mind was so hazy with need, but, the desire to please your Captain broke through the blissful fog, “but what about you?”

“Me?” he chuckled again as he dropped his hands and leaned back, eyes drinking in your almost naked body, “I told you I wanted a view, and I’m going to enjoy it.”

In that case, you would give him more than a view, you’d give him a show.

Despite still feeling shaky, you managed to let go of his shoulders. Your half-lidded gaze stayed on his as you started trailing your fingertips across your collarbone. The way his tongue darted out to wet his lips as he watched made you smile. Then, just as you started moving your fingers between the valley of your breasts, you rocked your hips forward.

That pleasure burst through you again, making you throw your head back, not caring how graphic you sounded as you took what you had been craving, what you needed. 

“Oh no you don’t,” Rex scolded, “keep your eyes on me, mesh’la,” his hand reached down and cupped his codpiece, “want you to look at me while you have your fun.”

You obeyed, whimpering as you rocked back and forth and met his eyes again. Maker, the way he looked at you, hand rubbing himself down while his gaze took in your wandering hands and your thrusting hips, only to dart back up to your eyes again. Since the first night he saw you bare, and all the other heated moments, Rex always looked at you like that. He looked at you as if you were the most intoxicating sight in the galaxy.

That alone made you quiver, but the way your climax was already starting to build had you shaking. You knew your body and knew how to get your end, and as much as you wanted to relish the moment, you weren’t sure you could last long with his hungry gaze watching your every move.

As your lower body pulsed with every rub against his thigh, you cupped your breasts, biting your lip at the added sensation. Pleasure wracked through you on both ends now, and it was hard to keep eye contact with him as you moaned and gasped.

Rex let out a pleased noise at the show you were giving him, “By the force, you look so perfect like this, my perfect girl-” his breath hitched on the last word as his hand continued to work at his cover cock.

You were close now, climbing to the peak, spurred on by him getting off from nothing but the sight of you. Fingers pinched your nipples, as your own thighs clamped on either side of his. Somehow, as your rocking became fast and shallow, you still kept your eyes locked on him, that coil tightening and tight-

“Scream for me, cyar’ika,” Rex growled, “scream my name!”

That’s what did you in, and his name came out a ragged wail when your orgasm ripped through you. It was a whole-body kind of climax, the kind that sent numbing ripples of pleasure all the way to the tips of your fingers and toes.

Rex’s arms were around you in an instant, pulling you against the hard plate of his chest as you shook and heaved your ragged breaths. The armor was cool against your burning skin, and Rex rubbed his hands up and down your back with care.

“That’s my girl, doing as asked, keeping your eyes on me the whole time, making pretty sounds. Now look at you, so spent, you enjoy riding my thigh that much?”

Despite the fact that you knew it was a rhetorical question, you nodded your head against his chest, which made a chuckle vibrate under the armor.

“Well then, we’re going to have to do this again, aren’t we? I liked watching you get off like that, mesh’la. You were stunning.”

“Thank you,” you panted, sounding tired and half dazed, breath fogging up his armor, “thank you for always knowing what I want.”

Rex kissed your temple, then he was pulling your body into the position he wanted again, this time curled up in his lap as his hands wandered where they liked.

“You know giving you what you want, is what I want, cyare. Always.”

As soon as you were able to move without shaking, you were going to give this perfect man anything and everything else he may want.

Tag list: @blueink-bluesoul @dystopicjumpsuit @sinfulsalutations

@freesia-writes @wings-and-beskar (you two seemed interest so I hope you don't mind the tags lol)

#captain rex x reader #captain rex x you #sexy rexy #I thought this would turn out longer #but since Beth inspired a whole second ass smut fic with Rex last night #I decided to save some of the themes I was gonna use here for that #so #hopefully it's not too short ;) #just some pining and thigh riding #deeja writes #captain rex x y/n #captain rex x jedi reader #sort of. gotta have those forbidden feels #deeja is completely unoriginal with her titles lmao

[gabbasposts]

>How they’d react to you loosing both romantic and platonic feelings after knowing you liked them<

Star Wars: Skywalker Men, specifically the original boys.

Warnings: angst, language (I think 💀), +18 even though this has no nsfw, I plan to write for that in the future so yeah lol (also gifs aren’t mine, I just wanted a nice sky gif because I’m talking about my favorite Skywalkers, and I wanted gifs of them that kinda showed how they’d feel towards the situation lol)

A/n: My first official post on this blog (which is funny considering I’ve had it for so long lol) but just a heads up, I’m now just entering my Star Wars phase so I’m going to be honest, I’m a little clueless 💀 ofc like any fanfic writer who wants to write good shit, I fact check as best as I can, but if things aren’t correct or seem off, I’m open to criticism lol

Anakin:

At first he’s relieved…

He already is romantically involved with Padme, and he doesn’t want someone sabotaging his relationship and making things complicated because they feel the need to declare their love for him when it’s obvious he doesn’t feel the same way about them.

And you of all people should know (especially if you were super close to him) that he’d never feel that way to anyone other than Padme, yet alone you…

It’s bad enough Padme seems to be becoming restless with his new ideals, and his methods when it comes to wanting to keep her safe… the last thing he needs is for her to gain a reason to cut him off for good.

All because of a witless misunderstanding, from someone he never even looked at that way to begin with.

Yes, he’s told you things he’s never told Padme before… things he now regrets considering it’s not obvious you view him in a light that you think he also sees you in, but isn’t that what friends do?

He won’t immediately go off on you… he still respects you (again, most likely because you know shit he doesn’t want others knowing 🤡) in a sense, but at the end of the day, he puts his foot down before you can even get in a retort.

You are a friend.

Padme is his lover, and soon to be mother of his child.

Nothing would change with that…

He begins to ignore you.

Wanting to see if you’d understand his message at first.

If you push him, still wanting him to realize your feelings for him, let’s just say… your officially no longer a friend, and he isn’t above doing things to both silent you (because he doesn’t want Padme finding out you had feelings because your already a friend and he works closely with you) but he’d make you understand you’ve fucked up with him.

If you back away after his harsh, solid, and honest reaction towards the fact he would never feel the same way, he’d calm down, happy you understood you place at his side.

He first notices your sudden indifference to him when your suddenly able to be in a room with him in it, and your eyes can suddenly meet his.

They don’t hold the hurt, or embarrassment that was easy to both sense with the force, as well as read on your face and in your body language.

And he’s happy about it. Things can finally return to normal… or so he thought.

That’s when your behavior towards him changes full fledged as well…

Fights with Obi that you usually would come to his defense and try to back him up (not just selfishly because you liked him) factually, and in calmer tone than he typically wouldn’t be able to muster when Obi would bring him to that point of anger… suddenly became you acting like you weren’t in the same room.

Sometimes you didn’t even go the full mile of pretending to be preoccupied with something else like dealing with your light-saber, or suddenly checking your map… you’d just stand there, starring at him once Obi put his foot down on something, a stoic and indifferent facial expression on your face.

When he’d confront you about it, you’d simply state you were loyal to the Jedi order and your previous actions were more or less caused by your irrational feelings towards him…

This would one, sadden him because in his mind, realizes now that you weren’t doing those things because you were a genuine friend who wanted to support him when he needed it, you were simply hoping he’d realize your effort, and develop the same feelings you had towards him.

And it would anger him because how could you be so dumb to think he would ever return your feelings when he was clearly and so obviously in-love with Padme?

You were able to throw away your moral code even if there was a possibility that you didn’t agree with him on things, all out of the hope that there was a small chance he liked you back, and he’d view it as romantic devotion to him…

You’d go against your Jedi way which yes, he knew he had no right to be judging when it came to that considering he went against every Jedi rule just to be with Padme, but he at least had a good reason.

You on the other hand didn’t… again, he didn’t return your feelings so why would you risk everything you built up in terms of working towards receiving your Jedi title, only to sabotage it for someone who didn’t like you?

This ultimately leads to a fight.

However, if your truly over him and even show shame to even liking him to the point you tell him it was a weird phase or something, then the chances of a fight will probably be lowered weirdly.

He understands phases… he also understands putting hope into someone, praying they’d realize your potential and worth and while he doesn’t respect you did so hoping he’d understand or even leave Padme for you, he can relate.

Just don’t expect him not to be bitter towards you for it.

No he didn’t like you, but he thought you were his friend.

You were there for him when master Yoda told him he was too emotional and he needed to learn to center his emotions, you were there for him to mediate fights with Obi, another person he had considered a friend up until the point he got harsher with his actions and words and utter refusal to see that Anakin would do anything to protect Padme, as well as his genuine views and methods… it was too much.

While he didn’t love you the way you wanted, it felt like a loss he could’ve still had some control over.

Maybe if he hadn’t felt comfortable enough to go soft around you… maybe if he hadn’t showed his true colors, colors that not even Obi-wan had gotten to see…

Only naturally, he starts to dislike you.

When your fighting an enemy together, you better pray you can hold your own because he purposely doesn’t stick near you.

Luke:

Like his father, he’s relieved at first. (but that also depends on how you take it…)

If your calm about it, (at least calm enough to hold up a front in front of him until you can be alone) he’ll smile sadly, realizing that even if you take it the “right” way, you’re still probably disappointed by it.

After all, pouring your heart out to those you wish to love and have love returned to you isn’t something you just up and recover from immediately.

He’ll ultimately try to find a way to excuse himself in a kind matter… only because it’s undoubtedly awkward as hell to just up and kick start a new conversation after that.

Of course he’s not going to just up and ditch you without making sure nothing is going to change between you two platonically.

That’s the difference between him and his dad 💀 (but then again, Anakin still has a bit of a better reason to distance himself and not try to salvage the friendship. After all,the woman he’s with is having his kids and he loves her deeply, something he’s shared and told you most likely if you two were hella close, but still)

After some time apart, (maybe sleeping on it, or say you confessed to him before he had to depart to somewhere else) the next time you’d see him, he’d greet you normally and would pay close attention to your demeanor even though he’d be doing his best and acting as if nothing has changed between you two since your confession.

When he notices your smiles seemed more strain, and you tend to seem hyper focused on your task rather than acknowledging him when he enters a room like usual, ultimately he becomes saddened by it, but he won’t confront you… yet.

He’d try to hang out with you like you two would typically do after training or a hard mission, and would joke and ask you how you were doing, but when he realizes your not as actively doing the same back, and your actions not words don’t seem as genuine, that’s when he grows frustrated.

He’ll begin to give you distance… wanting to see if you’d take the bait and try to see what’s wrong due to distance usually not being his thing.

He’s lost people he loved before and while his love for you isn’t romantic, he still loves you and wants you in his life.

He wants you too, to realize that your getting rid of a solid friendship just because he doesn’t return you feelings… he has put his life on the line to protect you before, and even now while your acting this way, he’d do so again with out a second thought because the way he cares for you is deep… he wants you to realize that.

He hopes you will…

But ultimately, the only thing he gets from you is maybe a small smile if your walking past one another, or a nod of acknowledgment when you two are in the same places.

Finally he’d confront you, growing both saddened and slightly annoyed.

“I still want us to be friends… were your feelings always just… a crush you had on me?”

Surely you wanted to be platonic with him before anything else…

How you respond ultimately is what makes or breaks him when it comes to how he feels about you.

If you tell him you started developing feelings towards the midst of your friendship, he holds a slither of hope that he might be able to convince you to be his friend again by reminding you of the times you had before you developed feelings.

If you tell him you always had feelings for him, prior to formally becoming friends… as much as it pains him, he knows that there is no chance of ever returning back to having a normal friendship with one another… because at the end of the day, it’s clear you always saw a prospect of him realizing your feelings for him, and not that of simply wanting to be friends.

He’d nod, smiling sadly and apologize for not feeling the same way… but not before thanking you for being his friend.

Because at the end of the day, even if the friendship was one sided, he enjoyed your company and he’d miss the memories you two shared.

IF you take it badly… (example: “But… I thought because we were so close, you maybe saw something in me too…”, “What? No, all the things we’ve done together… they didn’t mean anything?” Etc, you know… the delusional route 💀)

That’s when his frustration rises.

As calmly and carefully as he can (because still, he wants to see if he can salvage the friendship) he’ll explain to you that the moments that you took as romantic were always platonic for him.

That it isn’t fair that your punishing him by pretending you not only never had feelings for him, but that you never cared for him to begin with by acting like he simply was another acquaintance you worked with instead of someone you already established both a friendship and memories with.

He’s shared some of his most intimate moments and thoughts with you… his secrets, as did you.

And he’s risked his life for you and even though you were acting as if you didn’t know him now… he still would if you were in trouble… he loved you.

…Just not in the way you clearly wanted.

It might escalate into an argument.

With him defending his right to not be entitled to loving you the way you clearly wanted, and you still trying to prove you always looked at him in a loving manner that you wanted him to realize.

Ultimately there’s only one route that follows after this, and that’s the end of your friendship as you both know it.

It’s sad… and he’ll always miss you as you do him… but one thing you should know about him, and should’ve always known about him even once you had managed to escape acquaintance field with him, is that he would always and had always remained true to his feelings.

And he would until the day he died even if he missed you badly… as a friend.

#anakin skywalker #star wars anakin #anakin skywalker x reader #luke skywalker #star wars luke skywalker #luke skywalker x reader #star wars #angst #I made this while drunk as hell because I always get in my feelings and want sad shit when I’m drunk for some reason 💀 #skywalker family #also first post lol #gabbasdumbthoughts #I love skywalker men lol

[renlyslittlerose]

Last week was the one year anniversary of me posting my first obikin fic, and over the last year being a part of the fandom has brought me so much joy and happiness and enthusiasm once again. Some of you knew me before 2019 and were aware that I was working on my Masters in the Classics, which included a massive thesis. While working on the thesis I was also working part-time at the museum, as well as battling a few chronic illnesses - some of which still affect me today - all of which drained me physically and emotionally. When I had finished my thesis and graduated from the program I was well and truly burnt out. 

 2020 was rough for everyone, and I was contented to just exist without doing much of anything that could be seen as creatively productive. But then 2020 came and passed and I thought maybe I should get back on the saddle, and started working on my own original story. I fell off of social media, didn’t interact in fandom, and tried to grind out a story that wasn’t working like I had hoped it would. 2021 and I still wasn’t ‘feeling it’; I had gone from writing about 1-2k words a day to 500 words a week - if I was lucky. A part of me wondered if I was tapped out for good, that I didn’t have it in me anymore, and that my thesis was my last creative outlet - my last hooray.  I know it sounds a bit dramatic, but when you go from creating almost every day since you were sixteen years old, to suddenly believe that the well has run dry is terrifying. Maybe I was done for good - maybe I wouldn’t create something I was proud of.

And then Kenobi came out. I was a massive prequels fan since I was nine years old and the Phantom Menace came out, and an even bigger Darth Vader fan, but I had never interacted with the fandom in any meaningful way. I was contented to just watch the films and the shows and leave it at that. But as I was watching I had the epiphany that Obi-Wan and Anakin were actually ~roommates all along. I started reading obikin fic, came back on tumblr to see what sort of fandom there was, and suddenly found myself with ideas again, and a desire to create something. 

So I wrote my first fic ‘Sacred to the Gods’ based off of a thesis I wrote during my undergrad about the psychology of a Greek demigod. It took me about a week to write, but in that time I had a lot of fun - the words started to come more easily, the vibes were there, and the passion was slowly but surely returning. One fic turned into another, and then another, and suddenly I had written two multi-chaptered long-form fics, some shorter multi-chaptered ones, and a bunch of oneshots, all about our favourite duo. 

And in the that span of time, not only was I able to rediscover my passion for writing and feel inspired again, but I met so many amazing, incredible, kind, passionate, creative people who welcomed me with open arms. I was used to fandom being sort of a gate-keepy thing, where if you were the new kid in town it would take you a while to work your way into any circles. But it didn’t happen with this fandom. I went up to a few people, held out my macaroni art, and was overjoyed to see them take it and immediately put it up on their fridge.

There are a lot of people I want to thank, and I should thank, from those who read my stuff, those who send me asks on tumblr, those who bookmark and kudos and comment, and those who followed me, but there isn’t any space to do all that. So I hope that a general ‘THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU’ will suffice. Thank you for giving me my passion back, thank you for supporting me, thank you for being an awesome community that has it’s issues, but still cares deeply about the art they’re creating, and who care about fostering a community. 

However, there are a few people I would specifically like to address, because I don’t think this post would be complete without you. I’ll put it behind a cut because this post is already cumbersome:

@bi-wan || My beloved! You were the first person to follow me on tumblr after reading one of my fanfictions, and the first to reach out to me to be my friend. Thank you for reaching your hand out to me and dragging me into the fold. Because of you I’ve made so many good friends who I treasure dearly - including you. 🥰

@ragnarlothcat || I feel like you and Cam are a packaged deal, and so I thank you for being curious about me and checking out my work, and for allowing me to occupy both you and Cam’s comfy little raccoon haven. You’re so supportive, and your work was some of the first I read in the fandom which truly secured my desire to be a part of it. Thank you 💖

@intermundia || I’ve told you this before, but you were the first person I approached in the fandom when I decided I wanted to dip my toes into the experience, and your warmth and welcoming nature secured my desires to be a part of this group. The fact that you support my stories and are so passionate about it really fuels my desires to keep creating (as well as feeding my ego). Thank you for being such a good presence in the fandom.👑

@theseptemberist || I have a feeling that Will told you about me, and I am so glad that he did because we’ve struck up such a friendship that I can’t see myself without. Our chats on discord over the past few months have been wonderful in so many ways that are too innumerous to say here. Thank you for sharing your heart, and for being so kind and empathetic. And thank you for sharing your encyclopedic knowledge of fandom tea ☕

@unspuncreature || Just like Rag and Cam come as a team, you and Cal (and Wren, even though I’ve never spoken to her but feel like I know her) are the trio that delight and entertain. Thank you for your brilliant art and creativity, thank you for letting me bounce all my ideas off of you, and thank you for collaborating with me. You’re brilliant 💗

@kyberkenobi || Beyond the fact that your filthy brain inspires me and delights me, and the fact that you’re willing to goed me on when I come up with something that’s delightfully nasty, your maturity when it comes to fandom is refreshing. At the threat of sounding like a proud grandma, you’re still so young and yet you’ve got a lot of shit figured out - most importantly, that fandom is supposed to be for fun and write what you want to write. Can’t wait for us to finally collaborate one of these days 💕

@dininginspace || What can I say? You’re a delight, you’re incredibly funny, you’re kind and understanding, and you’re the best cheerleader a loser like me could ask for. The fact that you jumped on the Buffy bandwagon when I drove by on it secures you as one of my favourite people. Thank you so much for your early and continued support 🧛‍♂️

@nuandia || Thank you for chatting with me all the time; keep up your writing, it’s brilliant and worth it, even if you doubt it sometimes. 💖

@grapenehifics || I had just finished watching MASH when you commented on Moonlight Serenade. The noise I made when I saw your username, followed by the continued joy I get whenever I see you on my dash or in my inbox, or when I see you’ve posted something new for the world to enjoy. 🧡

@palfriendpatine66 || You’re a delight. You’ve got things figured out, and how you can write so much with the life you’ve got is incredible. Keep going - you’re a gem. 💎

@binaryeclipse || Love chatting with you on discord, and being able to throw out random things about Canada into the chat that doesn’t need explaining - you just get it. Especially when it comes to Alberta politics. It doesn’t always feel like a safe space out there when you’re an Albertan who loves her province but also hates so many things about it, but you make me feel as if I can be a contradictory mess and still feel as if I belong in Canada. Your muse will come back soon, I trust in this ✨

@treescape || Your work is sublime and an inspiration. I read your fics first when I went hunting for things to read, and was immediately captivated. When you followed me back and weren’t at all weirded out by me bounding over to you like an excitable golden retriever, I was very grateful - I am very grateful. Can’t wait to see what you create next. 💛

@starsdies || Thank you for listening to me; thank you for being so inspiring; thank you for helping with community events and exchanges. And thank you for streaming The Last of Us for me because I’m too cheap to buy HBO Max. 🙏

@tessiete || You fact-checked the details I put into Moonlight and all I can say is THANK YOU. Sometimes I feel like I’m getting too lost in the details, but its people like you who google that shit that makes me feel good about my obsessions. 🌸

#personal #obikin #thank you everyone #I know this is messy and gushy and gross but whatever #Im sick with a cold so I get to be mushy gushy

[palfriendpatine66]

Making of Monday aka why is Criminal Minds taking so long!?

Let’s talk Criminal Minds - my obikin serial killer au - which features the most planning I’ve ever done and will probably ever do again for a fic. More specifically, over the choice to use a nonlinear timeline. I'm going to break it down below the cut:

The premise of the story was always Anakin becomes obsessed with serial killer Obi-Wan while he’s in prison through sending letters back and forth. I knew the letters were going to be an important part of the story, showing how their relationship developed before they really met. I started writing everything chronologically, where at first the story was told in a large part through their letters back and forth (and also had a lot of being in their minds and seeing their reactions to the letters) and their own separate experiences. Then the story shifted when Obi-Wan was released from prison, as it was told through their experiences together. 

It went something like this: 1. Intro (Post breakup Anakin watching a true crime special and deciding he’s going to write to reporter/imprisoned killer Obi-Wan) 2. First Letter /  Obi-Wan’s WTF reaction 3. They meet for the first time in jail 4. Anakin makes his first kill, calls Obi-Wan to tell him about it 5. Obi-Wan is released from jail 6. Anakin drags him back into a life of killing - they become partners in crime 7. They become partners carnally 8. Anakin outgrows Obi-Wan’s mentorship 9. They run into Padme 10. The End

Then I decided I wanted to have a “flashback” chapter that showed Obi-Wan’s first kill. I wanted to contrast his first with Anakin’s and at first I just slipped it in before Anakin’s first kill. But once the idea of flashing back and jumping forward was introduced it was easy to realize I could do it with the whole story. I knew @sendpseuds would tell me to go with it and tell the story I wanted to tell - that there was no reason to stick to chronological order just because it was easier. I argued with them a lot in my head because I knew it was going to be a giant pain in the ass once I started messing with it. But I finally got lots of advice from them, and they were right of course, it was so worth the effort. I played with the order of events A LOT, tore my hair out, and ended up with this (at one point):

Phone call - Obi-Wan finds out Anakin has killed

First letters / they establish a relationship

Obi-Wan is released from jail and doesn’t want to kill

Flashback to Obi-Wan’s first kill

Anakin convinces Obi-Wan = Partners in Crime

Their first meeting (in jail)

Partners Carnally

Anakin’s first kill

Obi-Wan’s descent to killing

Anakin’s descent to killing

Anakin outgrows Obi-Wan’s mentorship

Padme run in

The end

I didn’t love it, but it was closer. 

Once the outline was in this order the letters I had already written didn’t make quite as much sense anymore, at least not in the order they were in, and it was hard to figure out where to put them in relation to different events. I started rewriting some of them and reached the major turning point in writing this fic. I shifted my focus from using the letters to introduce the main events of the chapter to highlighting a theme within it. I turned the purpose of the letters into showing the reader something I wanted them to learn about Obi-Wan or Anakin (or their relationship), and then have that element be at play in the “event” half of the chapter. It didn’t change the story I wanted to tell but it shifted the shape I wanted it to take. I was super super excited by these changes and took them to @yourfavoritefridge who helped me reorder and draw out specific themes.

I ended up with something like: 

Anakin’s First Letter / Anakin’s Phone call

Obi-Wan writes: Don’t Be Like me / Flashback to Obi-Wan’s first kill

Anakin writes: I Know Your Secrets / Their first meeting in jail

Anakin writes: I’m Not Enough / Obi-Wan’s decent to killing

Obi-Wan Writes: Prove Yourself / Anakin’s first kill

Obi-Wan Writes: Chill Out Kid / A killer is born

Anakin Writes: Identity / Obi-Wan is released and reluctant to kill

Anakin Writes: You’re A Part of Me/ They become partners carnally

Obi-Wan Writes: Better Yourself  / murder competition

Anakin Writes: Poor Me / Padme run in

Obi-Wan Writes: Commitment / The End

Some of these chapters have been consistent from the get go. For example, Partners Carnally (soon to update as chapter 6) was one of the first scenes I wrote for this story, and I ended up writing a letter to compliment the unhinged sentiments of the chapter that’s basically been the same ever since. But largely as I’ve written the letters they’ve really driven the events of the story, sometimes changing the events of the chapter themselves to reflect the theme, or change the order I wanted the chapters presented in. 

My current working outline (complete with asterisks) is:

Phone call

expectations vs. reality - Obi-Wan’s release/reluctance to kill

[anakin: they’ll regret it] – Obi-wan’s first kill

[Anakin: Identity] – Partners in crime 

[Take control] —Obi-wan’s descent into killing

[Anakin: you’re a part of me] - - - partners carnally

*** 7-10 subject to change??? ***

7. [Anakin: I know what you did] --- 1st meeting in jail

8. [Obi-Wan: Prove yourself ] ---  Anakin’s first kill

9. [Obi-Wan: chill out,] --- Anakin becomes a killer and ironically chills out

10.[ ?better yourself? ] --- Murder competition / fuckfest

11.[Anakin: Padme/sob story] ---Padme encountered

12.[Obi-Wan: you deserve more] --- commitment/the end

#making of monday #writing process #obikin criminal minds #obikin serial killer au #my wips

[barmadumet]

Ahsoka Episode 5 Spoilers Below!

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Okay, I’m going to do something I never do, and I don’t think ever have done – I’m going to do the “take” thing – put my opinion online. I don’t like to do this, because I feel like there is ALWAYS someone opposed, and I just don’t want any bad energy revolving around my beloved escape from reality.

For the last twenty-two hours, I have been profusely hitting the ❤️­s on other posts, jumping up and down and hugging people, and basically just doing the equivalent of shouting, “ANAKIN!!!” but I’ve yet to really try to discuss Episode 5, because, quite frankly, it’s just been too freaking emotional for me! I have all these feelings that I don’t know how to sort out, and I've honestly felt like I could burst into tears at any given moment, all day long. I went through this with the Obi-Wan Kenobi series, and I remember I felt literally insane for a WHILE. Perhaps, I should’ve written something like this back then – writing is my outlet, after all.

So, here we go. . . I don’t have many followers, and I know many people won’t read this, but I just need to get it out!

A couple of weeks ago, my dear friend, Wibz asked me, “What kind of story do you like? What kind of fic do you like to read?” I replied sappy, mushy, hurt/comfort, of course. I told her I like dialogue – dealing with emotional ups and downs - HEALING. I told her I liked fix-its and time travel, and I specifically said I like seeing into ‘what could’ve been’ scenarios, and I mentioned by name the movie, “It’s A Wonderful Life.” And the thing I really love about that movie is the ability to visit the past. I like stories that take us back – and not just as a flashback, but a present character being able to look at their past and reflect. You probably know where this is going by now, but the way we finally got our long-awaited Clone Wars ‘flashback’ couldn’t have been more perfect in my opinion.

And the thing that has made me the most emotional through all of this was simply seeing that first battle in live action. I will admit, upon viewing the first two episodes of Ahsoka, I felt the show might’ve been better presented in Rebels animation. Well, I can now, happily admit I was wrong.

We saw the brutal beginnings of the Clone Wars at the Battle of Geonosis in Attack of the Clones, and we see the heart-breaking conclusion and the end of the war in Revenge of the Sith. My personal opinion is that we have been very fortunate to get a great show about the time in between, however; being short, animated (directed at a younger audience) episodes, there are emotional aspects that are rushed through and not fully explored. If you’ve read my insanely long fix-it fic, then you know that it carries through these Clone Wars episodes that I love so very much, BUT in writing it my own way, I was able to put in all the drama I wanted to see – the breakdowns, the tears, a deeper look into the trauma of fighting in a war. And yes, there have been some amazing Star Wars novels that do this, but again, seeing it in live action. . . seeing just how young Ahsoka really was, seeing her mourn the injured and deceased clones. Having her and Anakin address the fragility of life and getting to hear that conversation about it. . . Now the viewing audience has a grasp on just how bleak this time period was. I didn’t know how bad I needed to see this – a human turned Togruta actor conveying those destroyed expressions and defeated body language. The impact was more than I expected, and it wouldn’t have been the same in animation.

The other super tear-jerky part for me was the theme of ‘Live or Die’ ‘Fight or Die’ . . .I can’t let myself get into too much detail about this, but if you know me, and you know my story, then you know. Great. I’m crying again 🤷🏻‍♀️ This was just such a powerful message for ANYONE struggling in any aspect of their life, and it sincerely helped me to rise another day, and will be a continued reminder, probably for a while.

You all know how much I love Anakin (and Obi-Wan), and so much of the hype is revolved around his character right now, but this personal journey we find Ahsoka on is truly beautiful to me. I was honestly uneasy about the way Ahsoka was portrayed, thus far, in our other series. She didn’t feel like Ahsoka to me. I accepted and understood that her character had been through much in her short life, and that much time had passed since we last saw her and she would've evolved, but overall, I honestly (😬) didn’t much enjoy what we got of her in live action. I kept my expectations for this show at the minimum. I try not to predict what might happen in canon Star Wars, because I never want to set myself up for disappointment. I strive to go in with an open mind and a clear head and just enjoy the show. But I’ll admit, I was hopeful for Ahsoka’s character development in this. . . and so far, I find myself satisfied. It has now been acknowledged how severely Anakin’s turn impacted her – that was a necessity in my opinion, because of course it did. And it’s still unfathomable to me, but I feel like we got to witness her getting her closure with Anakin 😭 At the end of episode 5, I was finally getting the Ahsoka vibes I was longing for. And let’s not ignore just how ’Ahsoka’ she was in the past scenes with Anakin! I was in awe of how her different animated fighting stances over the years translated into live action. It was her! And this is probably a great time to also mention: that was Anakin, too! In the beginning, we saw him on that World Between Worlds walkway training Ahsoka – the orchestrated footwork, the lack of aggression . . . It felt like the Anakin we see in the lightsaber kata training video Ahsoka watches in Rebels! We have not seen this in live action! We have not seen Anakin as a Master to an apprentice! 🥹 And again, I didn’t know how bad I needed that. Later, when we are taken back onto that WBW walkway, we see him fighting like we’ve seen in Revenge of the Sith. It’s Vader! And he’s so pissed and intends to kill! I won’t spend too much time gushing the way most already have – the Sith eyes, the flawless ROTS attire we already loved given back to us, and the Clone Wars look brought to life. . . the hair 😍 Just seeing him, Hayden Anakin, fight in a Clone Wars battle in live action! So strong and mighty 💪🏻 with such determination and sensitivity. . . with just the right amount of cockiness 😉 He’s perfection. And I think this is noncontroversial opinion everyone would agree with lol.  

And maybe you do or don’t agree with this part, but I feel Anakin’s appearance was 💯 open to interpretation, and I think that’s GREAT. This character means so much to so many people, and there is never a way to satisfy everyone when it comes to storytelling. Everyone had/has different opinions of how this should’ve been handled. Was Anakin a Force ghost? Was the entire encounter all in Ahsoka’s head? Was Anakin something else entirely? Was he Vader? Maybe you have an answer to this question and you are certain in your theory – that’s awesome. I think that’s the way it should be. We get to “make things the way we want them to be” WITH CANON! 👏🏻 I am not yet certain of what my own theory is. I’ve watched it four times, and I am still processing it all. One thing for sure, I’m glad the WBW was involved. Again, if you know of my preferred way to ‘fix-it’ then you know what that means to me 🥰

I think I’m done 🫣 I just needed to release these feelings! And I feel we are so blessed. I still can’t believe this really happened. And I am so thankful to get to share in the joy with all of you 💖 Okay! I think I’m ready to talk now if y’all want to talk! 🤭

#ahsoka spoilers #a barma take? #that hasn't been done in the history of tumblr #hope you aren't insulted #this is basically a review I guess? #ANAKIN! #FEELINGS! #AHHH! #I love the feelings

[ghostofskywalker]

Hello, Tori. I got a request for ya: unfortunately, I don’t have a writing prompt but I got the comfort trope. Basically I’d like a fluffy Anakin x General Reader.

Maybe with a Thanksgiving theme at the Jedi Temple? ✨ Love your work!

hello, thank you for the request!! i tried to work thanksgiving as seamlessly as i could into star wars canon, so this is a post-clone wars au where anakin never turned evil and him and the reader are secretly married. i hope you enjoy!

words: 830

summary: a new tradition for the jedi involves attending dinner and talking about what you're thankful for, and your husband almost reveals your relationship to everyone at the table.

anakin skywalker masterlist 

Thankful For You 

When you and Anakin walked into the room, you both stopped at the sight of the absolute feast that adorned the large table. Neither of you had ever seen this much food before, and coming right out of a war only made your recent experiences with nutrition that much sadder. But now that the war was over and the galaxy was finished rebuilding from the chaos of the past few years, it was time that the Jedi came together once again.

You couldn’t remember the planet that this tradition originated from, but Master Yoda spoke of a celebration where those involved acknowledged the things they were grateful for over a shared meal with their families, and it was decided that the Jedi would host one of these events. The war had hardened every one of you, and it was the desire of the council to return to the peacekeeping ways of the past, something to which you agreed.

You were cautiously optimistic about this evening, but Anakin wanted nothing to do with it. He sulked and sighed when you first informed him of the invitation, and grumbled in annoyance when you told him that attendance was mandatory for all Jedi. He understood why he had to attend, as this was also serving as a memorial for those that had been lost since the outbreak of the war, but that didn’t mean he was too happy about it. He wanted to process his grief for his fellow Jedi and his fallen troops privately, rather than attend this kind of spectacle, and it had taken several kisses to get him back in a good mood.

It didn’t help that Anakin held some resentment towards the Jedi Code, specifically the part about not forming attachments. Despite your best efforts to remain a perfect rule-following Jedi, you had fallen in love with him as the two of you grew up together, and you had gotten married just before the beginning of the war. You were incredibly grateful that both of you had lived to see the conflict’s end, because your master had been one of the fallen, and both of you had come close to death on several occasions.

“I don’t know how I’m going to survive this dinner,” he said as the two of you were getting ready to leave. “Can’t we just tell them that we won’t be able to make it?”

You raised your eyebrows at him. “And when someone asks why both of us couldn’t attend, what are you going to say?

He was silent for a moment, then gave a (wholly unconvincing) fake cough. “We were sick?”

“There’s no way Master Yoda is going to buy that banthashit excuse.”

He sighed. “You’re right.”

“Come on, it won’t be all bad,” you said. “We can see if Obi-Wan sets a new record for most glasses of wine drank in one sitting.”

You took your place at the table between Anakin and Obi-Wan, Ahsoka across from you. The food was delicious, with half the dishes on the table being things you had never heard of before, but everything went together perfectly. You held Anakin’s hand under the table whenever you could, a slightly risky move given your present company, but you didn’t care.

When Master Yoda suggested that everyone go around and mention one thing that they are thankful for, Anakin slipped up for a moment. “The people I love,” was his response, and he quickly added “including my close friends in the Order and those who helped me during the war.”

You held your breath as you attempted to nonchalantly look around the table, wondering if anyone was going to say something to him that might expose your secret. For a second it looked like Obi-Wan was about to open his mouth in response, but he seemed to decide against it at the last moment. You wouldn’t be surprised if Obi-Wan had his suspicions about the two of you already, but you were glad that no one voiced any concerns.

You went next, and you chose to cite your current company as what you were thankful for, as well as all the fellow Jedi that had been lost during the war and all the clones you had grown close to throughout your time as a general. That seemed to user in a solemn moment for everyone, and your husband’s little slip up wasn’t brought up again.

That night in bed, you laid your head on Anakin’s chest, truly thankful for the comfort and warmth that sleeping next to him offered. “I really hope they don’t make that a regular event,” he said, moments before turning the lights out.

“I didn’t think it was that bad,” you said. “But I would prefer if you managed to keep the fact that we’re married a secret in front of the entire Order if we have another one though.”

“Hey! No one noticed anything.”

You stifled a laugh. “Sure honey. Just go to sleep.”

- the end - I no longer have a taglist! If you're interested in being notified when I post, you can follow my library blog @ghostofskywalker-library and turn on notifications!

#anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker x you #anakin skywalker x gender neutral reader #anakin skywalker fanfiction #star wars #star wars x reader #star wars fanfiction

[tennessoui]

I had my evening unexpectedly free, so I present:

My top ten tennessoui au’s of 2022 (specifically the small ones/ones that don’t have fics)

Gone, but not forgotten 😔🙏 (/j)

(10) - Playmaker au (this is only so far up bcs it has a a lil christmas ficlet and gets updated/posted about frequently)

(9) - Freudian slip au (it has a fic BUT IT ISNT TALKED ABOUT ENOUGH!!! I LOVE IT SM!!!!)

(8) - cheating au (ONE OF MY FAVES!!!! gets posted about a lot tho so it’s high up the list)

(7) - pool boy au (i feel like everyone forgot about this one BUT I DIDN’T!!!)

(6) - remedial mechanics au (this one slips my mind every so often but then I get the joy of rediscovering it)

(5) - pirates of the caribbean au (this was literally my life line at one point I’m not even joking. it’s not my favourite anymore, but it’s close to my heart fr)

(4) bartender au/when all we have are shadows (MY LIGHT!!! MY LOVE!!! MY EVERYTHING!!!!!)

(3) - professor can fvck me au (I ALMOST FORGOT THIS ONE BUT ITS ACTUALLY THE BEST)

(2) - twilight au (IT MAKES ME SO FERAL AJSJSJ PLS ITS SO SMALL IN COMPARISON TO THE OTHERS BUT IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME AHAHAH)

(1) - bodyguard au (*INCOHERENT SCREAMING* ITS JUST SO AND I JUST AND ITS SO AND I LOVE AND ITS JUST AND YEAH ITS SO)

honourable mentions:

- that one actors au that im pretty sure I dreamt???? they’re fake dating but actually real dating and it’s a whole thing and it made me giggle and kick my feet n shi 🤭

- haunted house fic from like 2 years ago?? was that real???? or am i crazy???

also literally all of ur au’s omg they all make me 🥹😍😞🤩😭🥵😱🤭

LOL omg thank you so much for this

(playmaker au)(freudian slip au)(cheating au)(pool boy au)(remedial mechanics au)(pirates of the caribbean au--squick tag: a/b/o)(bartender au)(professor can fuck me au)(twilight au)(bodyguard au)

(honorable mentions: costars au, haunted house au)

i literally adore asks like this because i have so many aus and stories but when people tell me a list of their favorites im like ooooh ok i think i can see the sort of dynamic you like the most (at least in my writing) based on the things most of these aus have in common for example most of these feature a gruff, rough around the edges obi-wan --probably tattooed-- coupled with an earnest, pretty boy anakin who obi-wan is a tad unreasonable about. one of them is really into their age difference and the potential power dynamics there. it's probably anakin, but obi-wan is gonna get a lot of pleasure out of it too

this is sooooo valid we love a toppy obi-wan who wants to pinch at the bridge of his nose in frustration until his partner slips onto his lap and kisses away his worry lines even though he tries to remain grouchy etc etc

#asks #aw but also no really thank you this was so fun to read :D #i especially love your reasoning #i promise cheating au is getting a fic soon #but i also did write a bodyguard au ficlet for christmas but nothing nearly long enough to go on ao3 for my standards #anyway thank you for making me smile!! :D #fully aware playmaker and remedial mechanics dont really fit the other threads i pulled out #but theyre both some of my favorites too....anon just has amazing taste #obikin

[arcielee]

Interview With a Writer

This is a tentative series idea I had to reach out to writers whose completed stories I just absolutely fell in love with and just want to share with the rest of Tumblr. ♥ Its continuation is solely based if these talented beings are willing to answer my questions or not.

Name: bittersweetarts

Story: Little Lamb // ao3

Paring: Aemond Targaryen x Reader

Rating/Warning: Explicit, sexual themes, misogynistic behaviour (borderline sexist) depictions of violence and death.

So, when did you start writing? 

I started writing during primary school, like a lot of people do. Funny enough, my first completed short story was essentially a fanfic about my classmates during a natural disaster (which is so embarrassing I know), and the worst part is that I did show it to my closest friends at the time. Thankfully, I wrote it by hand and only have the memory of it as a keepsake, so no one can ever read it now.

Where did the plot for Little Lamb come from? (Was it a daydream on repeat in your mind, fan vid, etc.)

I have always been the type of person to obsess over fictional characters, but when House of the Dragon episodes started coming out, I didn't obsess over anyone, which caught me off guard (I started watching GoT when the first season premiered, and though I was too young for it, I was obsessed).

But I was interested in the history of the Targaryens so I decided to read Fire & Blood, and the moment that we were introduced to Aemond's character, it was game over for me. I became obsessed, but at the time (September 2022), there were practically no stories, and I felt like I had read them all.

This is when the plot of the first chapter began marinating in my mind and, one evening, I was not feeling great mentally and just drafted the first chapter to feel better. I didn't plan to post it, as I never had before, but decided to on a whim. From then on, I really only continued the story due to the amazing response from the community! The rest of the plot's inspiration essentially came from an accumulation of all the books, fanfics, and stories I have read.

Was there anything in specific that inspired your Reader portrayal?

I had never written in second person prior to Little Lamb, and had only done so to not have to actually create an original character as that takes more effort (like coming up with their backstory, how they fit into George R. R. Martin's world, etc). I didn't intend on publishing the first chapter, let alone finishing the story, so to begin with, I wrote a very plain character/reader that any person could relate to. However, as I continued writing the story, this was less possible, so I tried to create a character that felt real and tangible, with the virtues and flaws of a real person.

Do you feel your Reader compliments Aemond well?

I hope that the Reader in Little Lamb compliments Aemond well (or at least my interpretation of Aemond), but that really is up to the person reading the story!

Explain your interpretation of Aemond Targaryen. What drives him? Why is he the way he is in Little Lamb?

The way I characterise Aemond is more so based on Fire & Blood rather than the TV series, as I had read the book first before he was introduced in the HotD. Aemond reminds me a lot of Anakin Skywalker (from Star Wars) and Paul Atreides (from Dune) in that he possesses the qualities of a Byronic hero – he is a generally good person haunted by his past. In my opinion, Aemond's main motivation is to protect those he considers family, as he understood that no one would protect them otherwise, and he learned this lesson in a brutal way when he lost his eye as a child and had no one on his side except his mother.

Was there another character (OC or canon) in your story you enjoyed portraying? (And why?)

I didn’t explore other characters too much as Little Lamb is not very long (its word count is only about sixty thousand), but I did really enjoy writing Daeron Targaryen into the story whenever it felt appropriate. The show-runners in HotD decided to not include him Season 1, which saddened me because I loved him in Fire & Blood, but I do think that he will be included in the next season. I am not going to mention anything about his character (as it would probably be a spoiler since he hasn’t been introduced in the TV series yet), but in case anyone is not aware of him, Daeron is Viserys and Alicent’s youngest son, and he ends up becoming an important (and bad ass) character in the Dance of the Dragons. I really enjoyed writing about him because there is so little about him, both in canon and in fanfiction, and I have a massive soft spot for him.

Do you think you would do a sequel?

I thought about it, due to how positive the response to Little Lamb was, but decided against it as I think that story had reached its natural end. Due to the nature of the story (as it is a second person narrative with an ambiguous reader), I feel like expanding the story would make it convoluted, and I did write it randomly one evening, so it has many plot holes which I cannot patch up.

However, I did start a new HotD story, with an OC, and that story is incredibly more fleshed out and thought through, so that is what I am working on currently. Unfortunately, progress on it has been slower, but I hope to be able to regularly post chapter updates on it soon.

Do you have a personal favorite story you'd like to share?

Definitely! I am a reader more so than a writer, and my favourite story is The Fool and the Dragon by @prince-aemond-targaryen​ – it is a beautiful story, written in such emotive language and a plot that is so absorbing, and I have re-read it multiple times now! I began reading it when the first chapter was published on AO3, and her updates were what brightened up my days back then. By far my favourite Aemond fanfic, but I am on Tumblr and AO3 most evenings reading fanfiction, and love most of the ones I come across.

#interview with a writer #iwaw1 #i hope you enjoy #♥ #aemond fanfiction #aemond targaryen

[violethowler]

So 3 years ago when I was in the peak of my excitement over the final season of The Clone Wars, @darrowsrising DM’ed me with a question about the potential ways that the writing of Anakin Skywalker in the Star Wars prequel era could have influenced Pierce’s writing of Darrow in the Red Rising saga given how Pierce is a Star Wars fan

I started writing out my thoughts and then promptly forgot about it and never got around to finishing my draft.

3 years later I was going through my computer and had a burst of inspiration so I’m finally getting around to posting this. Sorry it took so long @darrowsrising!

The original question:

'Lo! Sorry to disturb you, but I saw that the clone wars is back and I was reminded of that discussion we had about Anakin being manipulated...I was thinking, because Pierce is a SW fan - is Darrow what Anakin should/would have been if he had a strong will?

Well, just in terms of chosen ones, so to speak...maybe pierce wanted a strong willed individual that is empathetic, but won't fall into the deep end, no matter the tragedy  (at least not that deep of an end), because it suited his story more, compared to the way Anakin Skywalker was built as a chosen one...

My thoughts:

I personally feel that it’s not so much a question of Darrow having a stronger will than Anakin so much as it is a question of environment and choices. Remember that scene in Golden Son where Darrow leaves Ragnar to decided how to respond to the revelation of Darrow’s true mission, saying that if the Sons hadn’t given him a choice in the whole carving and Institute plan, he would have broken?

Based on my own observations and other analyses I’ve read over the years, Anakin is what Darrow would have been if the Sons hadn’t given him that choice, mixed with the whole “my family comes first, fuck everyone else” attitude that Sevro had early on in Dark Age when Anakin finally breaks.

He’s also a lot like Darrow at the beginning of Golden Son: not sure what his allies want from him and scrambling to hold onto what he can in an environment where he has no one to support him.

While the Sons of Ares sought out Darrow because he had something that made him stand out as a potential candidate for the whole carving plan, the Jedi didn’t even want Anakin to begin with and only took him in because they figured “there’s a Sith running around so if you really are the chosen one I guess we’d better keep an eye on you”. Where Darrow’s allies nurtured his talents as they trained him for the Institute, Anakin had to hide away parts of himself in order to try and fit the Jedi council’s expectations.

Before the war started he was timid and shy because he was trying to be what the Jedi wanted to be, and as a result of growing up in slavery he feared being thrown out if he wasn’t good enough. Once The Clone Wars began, he became more confident and assertive because being a military leader gave him enough authority and fame that he couldn’t be kicked out of the order, but he never felt secure enough that he could feel comfortable leaving when he got fed up with the council.

(I think there may also be a degree of learned helplessness involved, as well as a desire to have it both ways when it comes to his desire to be a Jedi and his illicit marriage)

There are a few other ways that I feel like Darrow could’ve been potentially written as a response to Anakin’s arc in the prequels. But for this specific element, I feel the best way to sum it up is that if the writing of Darrow was influenced by that of Anakin, then it would be in the sense of exploring what someone like Anakin could’ve become if he’d had been allowed more autonomy and agency over what to do with his life after being freed, instead of going from one bad environment to another.

#star wars meta #red rising meta #red rising saga #anakin skywalker #darrow of lykos #darrow au andromedus

[cypanache]

18, 22 & 27 for the Fic Writer Asks

18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?

This was challenging. For two reasons: 1) when I don’t hate my own writing I actually like quite a bit of it; and 2) often what I particularly like about a line isn’t the specific line but the way it builds on things layered earlier in the scene or even 3 scenes ago so it doesn’t translate well to being excerpted. So I had to look awhile to find one. But I do really like the last two lines of the first chapter of A Trap of Your Own Making. Not because they're a particularly brilliant piece of writing, but because they set the tone. They tell you exactly what this story is. It's a love story but it's not a love story. It's a tragedy within a tragedy, it's already happened, you can't change it:

This is how they fall asleep. Anakin tucked safe in the space between them. Missing each other by millimeters. Unable to reach out, incapable of turning away.  It's a pattern they’ll repeat for the rest of her life.

22. Do you know how your fic will end before you start writing?

So when I go to write the first section I usually have the broad brushes of tone (happy, sad, bittersweet) and the general direction of what’s going to happen. And then by the time I’m a chapter or two in I can probably tell you how the final scene will look if not the final line. I think for every WiP I have in progress right now I know, if not the closing line, at least an anchor line of dialogue that I’m writing toward.

Now sometimes that does change on me but when it does it’s because I’ve adjusted the end. I never go back to not knowing how it will end. So once you get past one or two chapters I’m always writing in a very specific direction to a bit of anchoring dialogue

27. Is there a fic you were nervous to post/share? Why?

Oh Trap, hands down. Star Wars is a huge fandom with a long history, a complicated “canon” and many people with lots interpretations and opinions. I was taking a not terribly popular pairing and looking to slot them right into canon. To conceive of an interpretation of the universe where everything happens exactly as shown and Obidala was a great unseen tragic love story that played a driving role in those events. That felt somewhat blasphemous to both the larger SW fandom but even to the smaller Obidala community where I hadn’t really seen an interpretation like this. (Trust me if I had I would not have taken this crazy project on). So I had no idea how it would be received, if people would tell me I’d gotten the characterizations all wrong, had completely missed some important part of canon … just flat out hated it? I honestly didn’t know.

But you’ve all been so kind. I’ve been overwhelmed by how pleasant and welcoming this little corner has been. So thank you all.

#obidala #cy writes things #cy answers things #fic author ask game

[sarcastic-sketches]

Ghost of Tatooine

It’s time to make specific posts for all my AUs because they just keep happening help me

This one I’m actually writing a multi-chapter fic for (so won’t spoil too much) and will hopefully do some art for in the meantime. I want to write the whole thing before I start posting but I’m happy to answer questions about it.

I was watching the OG Trilogy with a friend and I couldn’t help but wonder what it would have been like for Anakin to have actually been there. But having him there physically would have changed way too much... but as a Ghost? That only Luke can see?? HMM

The premise is that Anakin chooses to fight Darth Sidious after the Chancellor reveals himself instead of going back to the Temple and gets himself killed. He then 'wakes up’ as a Force Ghost at the end of RotS and spends the next 19 years watching over Luke. Downside, the Empire is still a thing. Ya boy is half-Force and not nearly enough was done with this fact in canon, so miss me with that ‘he didn’t learn how to do that!!!’ argument.

Nobody can see him or hear him except his son and even then Luke can’t actually hear him until he’s learned to key into the Force a little more through Bens training. For 19 years they manage to communicate through various visual means (Luke gets very good at charades as a result) and Anakin even manages to keep Luke out of trouble while he’s stuck on Tatooine. If Obi-Wan gets mildly suspicious about how much easier Luke was to watch out for compared to his father he doesn’t think on it too hard. For some reason Anakin is kind of tied to Luke and can’t wander too far from him without exhausting himself in the Force and he has to retreat back into the wider, less tangible cosmos to recharge. So, he isn’t aware of Leia to start with. Since Luke cannot hear him, and therefore tragically misses the memo that this is his dead father, he refers to Anakin as his Ghost (not a Destiny reference actually even if that mental image is funny) ... until he starts his Force training and it’s the first thing Anakin blurts out he’s so happy.

Luke: Hey, so you know that ‘imaginary friend’ I had that never really went away? Obi-Wan: [already not liking where this is going] Yes...? Luke: Turns out he’s my dad! :D You know, the guy you were telling me about. Obi-Wan: [internally screaming] I’m too old for this

Despite the premise sounding extremely depressing I’m actually aiming for something quite light hearted here. Anakin may be dead af but he still gets to watch his kid grow up and didn’t become a murder cyborg for the Empire as a result.

Anakin: I see this as an absolute win!

#sw au #star wars au #star wars #star wars writing #Force ghost!Anakin #Ghost of Tatooine

[stardusthuntress]

Some people get upset so easily. Someone made a comment about how Tales of the Jedi wasn’t about the “real Jedi”, and how it needed more about their life at the temple… so I reblogged it explaining how it’s so nice that Star Wars is now treating people like they are human and not perfect, and how seeing the disillusionment and search for hope was so important to the story, and they got all hurt that I was being “anti-Jedi” and that they only allowed pro-Jedi comments on their blog. And ya know, there’s nothing wrong with them not wanting those alerts of comments on the blog. And they are sorta correct, I’m not a big fan of the Jedi because of the way they were portrayed as idols and then they proceed to leave a trail of destruction in their wake that they don’t have to clean up. Because they have forgotten what it is like to be normal and not blessed with the connection to the force. But I love how it is because of that that Anakin struggles and eventually falls. There’s so much realism in that! But the post I reblogged made me realize that the original post was from a person who I should not be following because we have clashing views on the humanity portrayed in Star Wars. Rather than getting angry at each other and spreading hate via lengthy and constant reblogs, maybe I should just make my own post. But that doesn’t mean we can’t have meaningful discussions about the beautiful portrayals of humanity in Star Wars. Maybe that person needs it to portray the ideal case, and who am I to deny them that? But personally, I love that Star Wars is really diving into the grey area where real people live, so I deleted my reblog and decided to make it into a post of its own because I really like that Disney is making Star Wars into a space that portrays the struggles of the real world and how nobody is perfect and I want to share that so they know it is appreciated. Maybe I did word it a bit strongly (I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, I was just writing down what was in my head because it got me thinking and I like cerebral stories), but that doesn’t mean we can’t discuss our differences of opinion in kind ways. Personally, I don’t think I would be a big fan of a soap opera about the perfect life at the Jedi temple… but that’s just me! Maybe other people would really like that, and there’s nothing wrong with that! So, lemme explain why I really liked the new show! And let’s all try to discuss our favorite things about the show kindly instead of argue about opinions, sound good?

So here are my thoughts, with a little bit more than I originally posted.

I really like the Tales of the Jedi because the way they wrote it begs the question: are the Jedi really upholding the Jedi values anymore, or have they forgotten what it is to be Jedi? Perhaps these few are those who began to remind the Jedi of what once was, and what needs to be again. People aren’t all good or all bad, real people exist in the grey area, and that’s finally getting explored in Star Wars and it’s wonderful! People need role models that aren’t perfect, because perfection is unobtainable, unrealistic. We need hope that you don’t have to be categorized as bad if you just don’t quite fit the ideal model. All I’m saying is: people aren’t perfect, so why does media so often portray them as such? It’s beautiful to have complexities, and the Tales of the Jedi gave us exactly that!

Tho I would like to know more about all of the others too! Especially the disillusionment cases: what happened to Bariss? Was there a specific mission that made her ache so much she turned on her friend? What about Luminara’s capture, what happened? That Jedi we see under the cloth in Bad Batch, who was that and who were they as a person? Like Homer’s Iliad and odyssey, part of the true meaning of a story comes from the life lived before the fall - we must know the fallen to truly understand the horrors of war.

“To defeat an enemy, you must know them” Thrawn (Rebels). As the Empire knew it’s Jedi, and it’s Clones, and it makes their fall that much more painful! After all, Star Wars has always been a tragedy. The clones became such wonderful men, and they never did receive the respect and kindness they should have for fighting to protect a way of life that they would never know.

And there’s a question I think we need to know more about: the moment Order 66 went out… there were far more clones than Jedi in the galaxy… many Jedi were said to sense a rumbling in the force, was it truly JUST that of their fallen compatriots, or was it also the moment the Clones - their best friends - were suddenly overcome by anger and hatred (as is the Sith way, because it IS indeed blinding) and disconnected from the humanity the Jedi and clones had bonded over, as their minds snapped and they literally lost control? How many clone minds were screaming into the force in that moment? What did that feel like? And perhaps more importantly, who or what gave the survivors the strength to continue after the fall? And what role did the disillusionment have as they continued onwards? We saw Bail give Ahsoka hope when she most needed it. Where were the other kind souls who kept other survivors on their feet?

#star wars #tales of the jedi #totj #clone wars #tcw #bad batch #tbb #rebels #swr #Thrawn #order 66 #kenobi series #andor series

[solarlotus]

Summer House AU

So, I was chatting through an idea on discord and decided to post snippets here or I’ll just never write anything. Maybe one day I’ll pull it together for A03. Obi Wan is at his family’s summer house writing a book, Anakin is the local gardener/pool boy/odd job man. Set in non specific part of Southern England.

Obi Wan was finding it hard to concentrate. His desk was facing the window, something he usually enjoyed, the view was stunning; well maintained but natural looking gardens, verdant hills leading to the beach, a craggy cove with golden sand and crashing Atlantic surf. It was a pleasant day, not as hot as forecast and he was still comfortable in a long sleeved shirt, albeit with the sleeves rolled up. 

The distraction was Anakin. Anakin Skywalker had crashed in his life in late May, fresh off a plane from Canada, all long limbs, blue eyes and eagar to earn money. He was staying with his relatives, the Lars who owned a lavender farm and wellbeing retreat on the otherside of the cove and arrived on Obi Wan’s doorstep clutching a homemade flyer advertising his gardening services. 

Obi Wan had hired him on the spot. Qui Gon had left the gardens in a dreadful state, deciding he was too old to be bothered with that sort of thing before leaving the house altogether to go backpacking around Asia with his old friend Kit. Obi Wan loved flowers, he loved the trees and the wildlife, but he didn’t know one end of a trowel from the other and Anakin looked keen and athletic.

He was too athletic. Anakin was currently planting a lavender hedge (which Obi Wan had a guilty feeling he’d liberated from Owen Lars’ field) in nothing but a pair of football shorts and work boots. It was most distracting when he was meant to be writing about Islamic influences on Renaissance scientific thought in sixteenth century Italy. 

Obi Wan blushed when Anakin looked up and waved, evidently aware he was being observed. 

‘Shouldn’t you be working?’ Anakin called up to the open window. He shoved the spade he was using into the earth and wiped his brow with the back of his hand, his curls damp and skin golden. He was nineteen. Nineteen.

‘Quick break, it’s looking good. Are you sure Owen doesn’t mind me having these?’ Obi Wan asked, eying the row of lavender.

‘He’s fine,’ Anakin grinned. ‘You worry too much. Obi, do you have any soda?’

Obi and soda, two words that would have infuriated him coming from anyone else. Obi Wan always felt a twinge of annoyance when his name was shortened or young people used Americanisms. But on Anakin’s lips the words sounded beautiful, and besides, Anakin wasn’t American as he often reminded people. 

‘In the fridge,’ Obi Wan answered. He had brought a selection of fizzy drinks cans last time he was at the supermarket as Anakin always asked if there was soda. ‘Help yourself,’ he added. Obi Wan didn’t trust himself to go down, not when sweat was beaded on Anakin’s chest and his shorts were so tight. Obi Wan would have to deal with the situation first. 

Dealing with the situation had become a shameful and regular occurrence since Anakin barrelled into his life. He would do what he always did, go to his bedroom, lie down, take out his hard cock and jerk himself off fast as he closed his eyes and thought of the beautiful boy downstairs. He didn’t linger or take his time, it was shameful enough that he couldn’t trust himself to be around the boy without getting hard. He imagined Anakin over him, on him, in him. Afterwards Obi Wan was filled with shame and recriminations, and swore to himself it would be the last time, at least the last time while Anakin was innocently downstairs.

TBC

#obikin #AU #snippets #Anakin Skywalker #Obi Wan Kenobi #Summer House AU #Obi Wan is full of shame #Anakin is hot and a massive tease #Anakin is a constant distraction #my writing

[kalinara]

I would die for a meta on your thoughts about the reylo (which, let’s be honest, is basically just the kylo ren) fandom.

I don’t know. Maybe I’m biased. But I am straight up CONVINCED that the reason we lost out on a trilogy focusing on the trio is because of how much absolute annoying NOISE they made about #savebensolo online, which somehow convinced the movie directors that it was a cashcow making idea.

There’s the Rise of Kylo Ren comics, which apparently set up how Kylo didn’t burn down the school and it was all a big “misunderstanding”, but you will never convince me that that was the plan for kylo’s backstory in The Force Awakens. I specifically remember them talking about wanting Kylo to have an anti-redemption arc to parallel Anakin’s “redemption” arc, where Kylo would grow more and more entrenched in the dark side as the trilogy continued on. Him killing Han was supposed to cement that turn from the light.

And then, suddenly the rest of the movies start focusing more on him than Rey and her relationships with her friends. To the point where there are still Reylo fans who say that rey’s ending isn’t a happy one, because she “doesn’t care about Poe and Finn” as much as Kylo.

Rey didn’t even need to end up without a love interest! I know there are people who wish she had ended up alone, but Finnrey was set up in the very first movie. They flirted! I even would have accepted The Duel of the Fates script with a poe romance if it would have been done well, or even finnpoe.

Instead, we had our main female character risking it all for Kylo in the Last Jedi, which, in canon, is three days post The Force Awakens, after Kylo slashed Finn in the back with a lightsaber so close to his spine that it’s absolutely amazing he isn’t paralyzed.

What if Finn had died? Has anyone ever thought of that? He was in a coma at the end of tfa. People die from injuries while in a coma all the time. Let’s say Kylo threw everything down to come with Rey at the end of tlj. How would that go if they arrived and leia and poe had to break it to Rey, “yeah, finn’s fucking dead, man. Sorry.” Is Rey just supposed to be cool with that and let Kylo go on his merry way? Perhaps date him after that?

There are legitimate reylo fans who believe that Kylo should have lived at the end of tros and went back to the resistance with Rey to have a family and live happily ever after. Just… be pardoned for all his crimes. They really believe that Rey should worship the ground Kylo walks on to the point where she would bring him back to Finn, who he almost killed, and poe, who he tortured, and have her steadfastly defend him against her two friends.

It just—infuriates me so much. We really could have had it all. But certain parts of the fandom made it all about Kylo Ren, to the point where it didn’t just retract from the trio; it also retracted from Rey’s character herself.

Sorry if I ranted. You just have some awesome takes and I’m thinking again about the sequels and the potential they had, lol.

Aw, I really appreciate your kind words. But unfortunately, I don't have any behind the scenes information for you.

I do think, based on the end of the Last Jedi, that Kylo was set up as the big bad. And this may be projection, but I don't get the sense that JJ Abrams really wanted to write Kylo's redemption. The man's written morally ambiguous characters before in his career, and pulled off more dubious redemption arcs. I think he could have sold Kylo's arc better, if he really wanted to.

I haven't read the comics and I honestly don't care about them. They've never been that relevant to my mind, when it comes to evaluating Kylo as a character. My own take is that, whether or not he was to blame for the temple's destruction, he had options besides joining a regime that's obviously a Nazi-allegory, that enslaves children and commits genocide. I judge him by the decisions we see him make on screen, and those are pretty damning.

That said, I mostly enjoyed Rise of Skywalker. Kylo's redemption didn't work for me, but we also saw him die and that made me happy. Rey had an ambiguous moment that might or might not have been romantic. I don't think that's enough to ruin her. At almost forty, I have an old person's cynicism: young people sometimes fall for the wrong people. In my eyes, it's more important that Rey gets a happy ending with the people she actually loves: Finn and Poe. And TROS gave me that.

It's okay to be dissatisfied with the movies, and I'm always in favor of folks ranting about what makes them unhappy. But it's also okay to move on. The Star Wars Universe has a lot of lovely material right now, and more to come. Perhaps there'll be something more to your taste if you give it a chance?

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HEY 🥸 I’m wondering if you wouldn’t mind talking about when you started your Tumblr and how you got into writing fanfic? I’ve been discouraged because I am posting my imagines and it doesn’t get a lot of engagement. It also takes me a long time to write and you seem to be able to write more so good on you, I’m wondering if you wouldn’t mind giving some tips for how to get people to read your work? Obviously your writing is exquisite so maybe tips on how to be a good writer? Or if you could talk about your journey with Tumblr that would be helpful, THANK YOU

hey glad to hear you’re writing and sure i can ramble about my Tumblr experience 🤡🫠 sorry this is long

i first joined Tumblr in like 2011? 2012? and i was a sad little teen posting very shitty poetry and photography. as far as i know that blog still exists (😳) but it hasn’t been updated in like ten years and i don’t have the password to it anymore 😂

the second Tumblr i had was in 2015 or 2016, and it was deep into my disordered eating phase. the “fitblr” trend, if anyone was online and remembers that. posting ridiculous pictures of my “progress” and my “meals”. we don’t need to talk about her. thankfully that brain is dead to us, and that blog has been fully deleted

that brings us to this blog: in i think March? of this year (2022), i, now a fully fledged adult person, made a tumblr page because i was DEEP into a renewed obsession spiral surrounding Hayden Christensen and his return to the Kenobi show. i’ve talked a little about this before, so i’ll keep it short, but basically: i have OCD, which is characterized by obsessions and compulsions. the last time i was obsessed with Hayden Christensen was somewhere around age 11? and having it return and in such a huge way was really weird for me and difficult to deal with. obviously this all coincided with some difficult life stuff i had going on, but the obsession was very uncomfortable—i was searching the internet constantly for any new Hayden content, i was watching old interviews over and over again, and it wasn’t enough to satisfy that compulsive impulse, so i made a Tumblr in order to find and interact with other Hayden fans. and it worked! and posting about Hayden and the OWK press tour became the compulsion that allowed the obsession to express itself comfortably…it’s hard to explain.

part of my compulsive cycle at that point was obviously watching the star wars movies over and over again, and (i don’t think i’ve yet told this part of the story) one night my wifi fully went out and i didn’t have access to the movies/my compulsion. this was anxiety producing for me, so the way i chose to try to cope with it was writing a few thousand words in Anakin’s perspective. those words never made it to the internet, but that’s the moment i realized writing fanfiction made me feel good/calmed me down.

and the rest is history 😂 jk, but idk, i just started maladaptive daydreaming (which i always do) specifically in the star wars universe, and then i started writing those imaginings down. it’s actually difficult, because part of me thinks that doing this whole Tumblr and fanfic thing has kept the obsession active for longer…but, the obsession is not clinical anymore, and i do think fanfic has added more joy/positive things to my life than negative things.

as for being a good writer—as i said, i’m an adult with a college degree and i’ve read a lot. if you are younger and haven’t had as much education, you shouldn’t compare yourself to other writers. i do consider myself a writer and i have been working on other writing projects for years—i was writing other stuff before i got into fanfiction, which i consider a low stakes place for me to play and not worry about the end product. just practice!! imagine stuff in your head and write it down. and make sure to read a lot, because reading gives you a lot in terms of grammar and how to put your ideas into language. how to get people to read your fanfiction? truly i have no idea. give the people romance? haha that seems to work. just keep posting and eventually people will find your stuff!! and feel free to come off anon and i’ll boost your work 😉

that was so long bc i can RAMBLE and i guess i like talking about myself haha! if you read this far, you get a prize

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