#yes it's gay anakin now go back to sleep

[transmccall]

answering the questions from this.

feel free to answer yourself.

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who is/are your comfort character(s)?

severus snape, marty mcfly, stiles stilinski, anakin skywalker, obi-wan kenobi, jonathan byers & michael from the good place + soooo much more.

lighter or matches?

can’t get either to work bc fine motor skills go brrr

do you leave the window open at night?

rarely

which cryptyd being do you believe in?

the real question is do they believe in me /j

what color are your eyes?

very dark brown

why did you do that?

do what??? lmao

hair-ties or scrunchies?

hair ties even tho i don’t use either

how many water bottles are in your room right now?

just the one, it’s reusable

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

it depends on the day

would you slaughter the rich?

just call me robin hood /hj

favorite extracurricular activity?

writing ig??

what kind of day is it?

it’s a thursday lol

when was the last time you ate?

uhh about 4-5 hrs ago

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

depends if it’s cold or humid but if former-yes

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

cat dad (of 4) & dog uncle 🥺💜

can you drive?

bout that…

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

nearsighted

what hair products do you use?

uhhh, just shampoo lol. i prefer lush shampoo but i usually end up using typical brands. i don’t like gel in my hair and luckily i have hair that kinda just swoops into place ~

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

i mean sure i’ll do it but my steadiness is crap

do you say soda or pop?

pop

something you’ve kept since childhood?

not my sanity lawl

real answer is childhood stuffies

what type of person are you?

a dork

how do you feel about chilly weather?

love sleeping in the cold but i prefer outside to have a bit of sunshine if it’s chilly so it’s not too cold. fall is my ideal season.

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

looking at the stars?

perfume/body spray or lotion?

lotion bc allergies are so bad with the former

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

usually Gay Moments with loved ones. no i will not elaborate >:)

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

uhhh, good question. prob around 7 hrs but severely interrupted coz insomnia a hoe

do you wear a mask?

depends on setting & how many people are close

how do you like your shower water?

scalding hot !

is there dishes in your room?

nope, one thing i’m good at. bothers me greatly to leave any.

what type of music keeps you grounded?

usually slow melancholy types

do you have a favorite towel?

i have a tiny fluffy soft one that can engulf me and it’s so chefs kiss

the last adventure you’ve been on?

gee i’m not sure what one considers an adventure but the last place i went was visiting my friend rj. before that was travelling to the states, towards the end of last year. by myself for the first time. :)

is there a song you know every word to by heart?

many! even ones i thought i’ve forgotten ages ago

what’s your timezone?

EST (eastern standard time)

how many times have you changed your url?

on this account only a few times but always came back to this url. my old account it had to be over 20 lol oops.

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

lauren :) whose @ i have forgotten oops

a soap bar that smells good?

they all just smell like soap to me ? lol i only ever get the plain ones. but body wash is a diff story.

do you use lip balm?

hardly. i don’t like the texture.

did you have any snacks today?

yeh i had hersheys chocolate !

how do you take your coffee?

usually with caramel creamer

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

lol not proud to say but either reddit or facebook (rn purely for the groups i’m in)

what’s your take on spicy foods?

i can’t handle spicy food but some are good if they are mild and not overpowering.

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

lawl nice try fbi

can you remember what happened yesterday?

uhhh i gamed a lot? had a nap? idk what else. oh ! also had therapy.

favorite holiday film?

elf or christmas with the kranks

what was the last message you sent?

“nice bong” rofl

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

accidentally did when i was super younger but intentionally i think around 15

can you skip rocks?

no! >:(

can i tag you in random stuff?

always, i love being tagged in things. :)

#wclfstar answers #wclfstar speaks #forgot to finish this! finished at 11pm feb 2 but scheduling to post for the 3rd

[willowcrowned]

Okay but has anyone considered Obi-wan/Cody/Satien (is that how its spelled?) Regardless, hes got two hands for his two mandalorians, the au where this happend is gotta be top notch ridiculous ye?

Okay thank you so much for giving me a reason to think about this, because this AU contains three things I adore: polyamory, ships where everyone is frighteningly competent, and Obi-Wan

In this AU, Ventress is somehow even less well-adjusted (bear with me). What this means is that, instead of taking a gap year and finding herself after her family is brutally murdered, she decides she needs to get revenge even more now. What does this mean? In the short term, she still becomes a bounty hunter, but in the long run? She’s looking for a Sith lord team up so she can punch Dooku (with a lit lighstaber) in his stupid, elitist, backstabbing face.

So when Maul invades Mandalore, what happens? Ventress comes right along, ready to give her ‘I know we hate each other, but consider teaming up to kill someone we both hate even MORE’ space TED talk. And though Maul may be terribly annoying, a closet theater kid, always in a tits out kind of mood, and denying his gay awakening, he’s not stupid. He knows Sidious is coming for him, sooner rather than later, and he knows he needs more people on his side than his (impressively beefy) brother. He and Savage agree to the team-up.

Cue Obi-Wan showing up, ready to save his sort-of girlfriend, and finding Pre Vizsla, who got REAL sus the second ANOTHER lunatic with a red lightsaber showed up, occupied by capturing Maul, Savage, and Ventress. 

Obi-Wan saves Satie, who convinces him to call Cody for a quick evac, and they’re running away, flirting, and arguing over shooting things (as usual), when they spot Ventress, Maul, and Savage, about to be executed.

Oh, they both think, hell no. And then, because they have a stupid moral code that makes them do stupid moral things, they go save them.

A little background on Obi-Wan at this point: He has been fighting in a war for over two years. He is exhausted, close to a breakdown, and seriously questioning his place as a General. Next to him at all times, supporting him, helping him, and saving him, is Cody, who is clever, kinder than he has any right to be, and is, of course, devastatingly handsome when he does his special, unique-to-Cody half-smirk.

Obi-Wan, to put it mildly, is totally gone on him. Obi-Wan also, to put it less mildly, is his commanding officer in an army that Cody can’t leave on pain of death. To do anything— make any advance beyond the flirting that he engages in with most people— would put Cody in a very uncomfortable position, whether or not he returns Obi-Wan’s feelings. So Obi-Wan watches him from afar, hoping against hope that his affections are returned, and that one day, after the end of the war, there will be a future for both of them.

A little more background on Obi-Wan at this point: He has always respected Satine. Their correspondence fell apart just a few months after the end of his mission with Qui-Gon, but he’s been keeping up with her professional accomplishments for years. Over time, the love he bore for her faded, leaving him with good memories and an enduring appreciation for her courage, her cleverness, and her ability to deliver devastating blows to someone’s confidence with a few well-placed words.

Until he sees her again. And yes, alright, he might be angry that she’s choosing to stay out of the war— he knows what good she could do— but he understands her fears, understands the very real possibility that if Mandalore gets embroiled in yet another war, they may never recover. The thing is... well, she’s still very beautiful, especially when he’s yelling at him, and as slowly as his feelings had faded then, they come back in a rush now.

He has very much fallen in love with Cody, and he is very much still in love with Satine.

Cut back to the present— Obi-Wan and Satine rescue the three most annoying Sith in the galaxy and get the heck out of dodge. Cody, because he’s Cody, comes swooping in with a last-minute rescue.

At this point, two things are occurring.

The first: Obi-Wan is stuck in a room with four people he’s periodically flirted with over the past few years, two of whom he’s desperately in love with, one of whom he had a weird encounter with that he can never tell Anakin about when she and him got trapped in a middle school auditorium, and one of whom is definitely wearing no shirt and all that jewelry for a reason. It is Supremely awkward for him.

The second: Every single person in that room, each of which is (barring Savage) deeply attracted to Obi-Wan, is realizing that Obi-Wan is dressed in Mandalorian armor, and while Obi-Wan in three layers of tunics and a cloak is an absolute knockout, Obi-Wan in Mandalorian armor may very well kill them (and he won’t even have to touch his lightsaber to do it).

For one single moment, everything is absolutely still as they all stare at each other.

...And then Maul starts on the ‘I will rend your flesh from your bones, feel my wrath, Kenobarrgh’ spiel, and Satine stuns him. Oh, and Savage. Ventress agrees to watch the two of them if they don’t stun her, and Obi-Wan agrees.

Which then leaves him, Cody, and Satine in a room alone.

A word on Cody at this point: He has been bred from birth to be the perfect soldier— loyal, clever (but not too clever), and rigourously adherent to protocol. Yet, within three months of knowing Obi-Wan, he’s, well, calling him Obi-Wan in his head. Even just that is a gross breach of protocol, but he’s compromised in more ways than one. He talks to Obi-Wan, now, not just as a subordinate, or secondary advisor, but as a friend, as a councilor. Every time Obi-Wan touches him— never for longer than a brief second— his skin lights up under his armor. One time, Obi-Wan fell asleep on him for half an hour, and Cody’s was sure everyone would hear his heartbeat. 

What he’s doing— how he feels— he knows it’s putting Obi-Wan in danger, knows that if the Kaminoans had wanted to the clones to be equals to the Jedi, they would have told them so. And look, he knows what the natborns would call the way he’s feeling, but he can’t feel that way. He’s a clone— he’s expendable by definition. Even if, on some off-chance, he makes it out of this war alive, there’s nothing for him. Obi-Wan couldn’t care for him like that, couldn’t care for a man with the same face as millions of others, born and bred only for war. So it doesn’t matter how he feels.

A word on Satine at this point: Obi-Wan, when he left, was a gawkish, bumbling thing of red hair and freckles and the sweetest smile. Obi-Wan, when he came back, was graceful, eloquent, and very, very handsome. He is also infuriating. (This does not change how attracted she is to him in the least.)

She’s not a romantic, really, but she is a realist, and she knows she’s loved him in some form or another for over twenty years. She knows she can’t ask him to return it— knows that asking him to leave the order for her wouldn’t just be for her, it would be for Mandalore, and while the politician in her cries for her to claim him, the person in her who loves Obi-Wan could not abide tearing him away from his culture for her own purposes. She still loves him, deeply and irrevocably, and she knows he still loves her. (Maybe, she thinks, after the war... But she can’t afford to be sentimental).

What do Cody and Satine have in common? They’re both extremely competent, both instinctively ruthless, and they both love Obi-Wan. Oh, and they’re also both immediately jealous of their counterpart.

They know they shouldn’t be. They know it’s not fair, not when Obi-Wan isn’t theirs anyways, but it doesn’t change the surge of envy and dislike that happens when they see Obi-Wan use the soft voice he only uses for the people he likes best on the person across from them.

Cody knows he can never compare to the Duchess, who is beautiful and well-spoken and has held Obi-Wan’s heart since they were fifteen. Satine knows she can never compare to Cody, who has been at Obi-Wan’s side every second since the war’s beginning, who is so much closer in ideals to Obi-Wan than she is, however it might appear on the surface.

Fortunately, they don’t have to deal with it for long, because Ventress comes in with Maul and Savage and proposes a team up, at which point Maul reveals the identity of the Sith Master.

Obi-Wan swears a string of words that Cody and Satine are both very impressed by, and agrees to the team up. Cody and Satine, who are both going to Coruscant anyways, agree to it too.

What ensues is a good deal of scheming, during which Cody and Satine avoid each other like the plague, Obi-Wan is repeatedly told to get some sleep, and Ventress cuffs Maul to a door on multiple nonconsecutive occasions. When they get to Coruscant, Satine has already told Padmé, who has in turn told her group of anti-war (and anti-Palpatine) senators, Cody has given Rex a heads up, and Ventress, Maul, and Savage have been metaphorically sharpening their lightsabers for ages.

(It occurs to Obi-Wan, at one point, after he’s woken up from his enforced 25-hour nap, that Palpatine must have created the clone army for a reason— must have a failsafe in place— and he asks Ahsoka to pull all the data the Kaminoans have on the clones. They find out about the chips, and Ahsoka immediately immediately holds the Kaminoans at laser sword point until they reprogram every order into a command that dissolves the chip.)

The thing about organizing a coup together is that it makes it very hard to avoid each other. Cody and Satine are forced to work together, and, what do you know, it turns out that even with seething jealousy at work, they end up respecting each other. (Note: Obi-Wan comes into a room at one point to see them both bent over a commlink, heads together and hands nearly touching. He short circuits.)

In any case, coup, Palps dies, Republic fixed, whatever.

What’s important is that Obi-Wan gets really, really injured— so much so that he might die. Cody and Satine have dealt with him being dead before (Deception arc anyone?), but this? Watching him slowly fade, knowing there’s nothing they can do about it? That’s worse.

One night, when Anakin has fallen asleep, they have a long conversation in low voices about Obi-Wan, darting from fond to furious to devastated over and over again. If he wakes up— if, not when— they agree to say something to Obi-Wan, to let him know that they love him. It’s a meager consolation after all they’ve been through, but this is the end, in one way or another, and they deserve to be honest with him.

(Cody thinks, privately, that he will be— well, not tossed aside, because Obi-Wan isn’t the sort of person who does that, but there won’t be a place for him by Obi-Wan’s side anymore. Obi-Wan is a Jedi, a negotiator, a peacekeeper, and Cody is a soldier for a now-ended war. He is already steeling himself to accept Obi-Wan’s polite rejection with equanimity, to not cause more pain to the man. (It will be easy, he knows, to wish him every peace, every happiness. Cody has only ever wanted to see Obi-Wan happy. This does not mean it will not be painful.) Obi-Wan said once that he would have left the Order for Satine if she’d asked— she will ask, now, and Cody knows Obi-Wan will leave, can see the love written in his face, in his spine, in his hands, whenever he is around her. Satine will ask, and Obi-Wan will leave, and Cody will be left to look for a place in this new galaxy.)

(Satine thinks, privately, that Obi-Wan’s feelings for her must be long faded, replaced by his obvious ones for Cody. Obi-Wan is a warrior, a Knight, and Satine is a diplomat who foreswore violence long ago. She is already steeling herself to accept his rejection with grace. (It will be easy, she knows, to wish him well. She has only ever wanted good things for him. This does not mean it will not be painful.) He said once that he would have left the Order for her if she’d asked, and whatever he’d felt then for her pales to what he feels now for Cody. Cody will ask, and Obi-Wan will leave, and Satine will rule as she always has.)

And then Obi-Wan wakes up.

Cody and Satine let him have his long talk with Anakin first, partially because they know how important it is to him, partially because Anakin wouldn’t let them if they wanted to, and partially because they are dreading their own coming conversation. When Anakin has finished, and Obi-Wan is asleep again, they go in, hand-in-hand, and wait for him to wake up.

When he does wake up, he sees them holding hands and immediately comes to several wrong conclusions. Wrong Conclusion A: Cody and Satine are in love. Wrong Conclusion B: Cody and Satine are going to try to break the news that they’re in love to him gently. Wrong Conclusion C: This conversation is about to break his heart.

Then they speak.

At the end of it, Obi-Wan has some Thoughts. Thought One: alkdfjhskhsgjljlbhkgkjbjvnab,gkjvn;qlerghjsv?????!!!!fwbfwlkrehwogwhuwrijvhfdbhkf!!!! Thought Two: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Thought Three: Oh, we’re all idiots. Fantastic. 

He then passes out, because being on the edge of death for days and then having a shock to your system this big tends to do that to you.

When he wakes up, he is mildly more coherent. Then he sees that Satine and Cody are asleep on each other, and the coherence is lost, but he does manage to wake them up and get across three things:

Thing One: He is desperately in love with them both.

Thing Two: He’s leaving the Order for a multitude of reasons, but they are a Significant Bonus.

Thing Three: He would very much like if they both held his hand while he falls back asleep.

Cody takes Obi-Wan’s right hand, Satine takes Obi-Wan’s left hand, and the three of them stay like that, fingers intertwined, for a long, long, while.

#this is. Long #obi wan DOES have two hands #i have not checked this for grammar mistakes #asks #missstar489 #obi wan has two hands au #codywan #obitine #codyobitine #star wars #star wars au #obi wan kenobi #satine kryze #commander cody #willow's aus #god this is 2.4k #no wonder it took me so long #me: I'll just reply to this ask real quick :) #me an hour later: oh. oh no

[thewriterowl]

Ugh Owl. I read starbound anon’s dad vader fic cos you recced it and now i’m suffering waiting for an update, why’d you do this to me 😭 can I please get some fluffy doting dad vader head cannons to tide me over?? Pretty pretty please??? 👉👈

ISN'T IT AMAZING?? That fic is killing me.

Ok, let me think of something...I may be super influenced by the Rod is Mightier than the Lightsaber cause, well, how could I not?

Luke is Baby(tm) as we all know. he has Vader wrapped around his finger. Vader has to be careful because his first instinct is let Luke have whatever he wants. Luke is this heart of gold spot of sunshine who wants everyone to be taken care of and loved and forgiven and it just can't happen (this is Vader, not Anakin, after all) as he is to stay in his throne and rule the galaxy as he wants. Luke just needs to be the doted on prince as his father rules everything with an iron (but still nicer than sucky Palpatine) fist.

Look, Luke is a sub. I am going to die on this hill and you can never change my mind on this. Of course, there is nothing sexual between him and Vader, but even when he is rebellious, he has this instinct to follow orders when presented in a certain manner. He isn't aware what it is only when he is pushed just right he begins to do as told. Vader, of course, figures this out and is very...torn. He will not let this out to anyone but he will use it to his advantage. He only feels mildly upset about taking advantage over Luke's weakness but only mildly...especially when Luke get's stubborn and does something he shouldn't. Luke gets sulky but quiet and says "yes sir" and maybe "yes daddy" when he is really pushed. (Vader can understand this because when he was with Padme he was a switch and she was a Dom--this will never be different to me lol though I may read fics otherwise lol)

Now, Luke doesn't have to be this prince at all times. Vader wouldn't do that to Luke. Even he has a limit of royal imagery and such. Luke can drink and gamble, he can race (safely), he can do less-than-princely hobbies to keep himself entertained. Vader is also fine with him mingling with "peasants" that Vader approves of. Vader can see that most of them are better than senators and royals anyway.

Vader is bound and determined to have Luke follow in his mother's footsteps and have a crazy wardrobe of beautiful outfits. Luke is not interested. Too bad. He is too pretty to not be dressed up. He needs to be the envy of the entire galaxy. Vader doesn't want people lusting after Luke, but Vader is still Anakin...he has to show off and he is possessive, so he has to show off his prized possession of his baby son.

Luke just sulks.

Luke asks about Vader's time as Anakin and his mother often. Vader does his best to avoid some topics (his time on Tatooine, the loss of his mother, Obi-Wan) but he finds himself able to open up more and more with Luke pleading for more information.

It is probably through talking with Luke that Vader comes to the confirmation that no, Padme and Obi-Wan were not sleeping together.

Luke: (squinting at his father) Wait, you think they were together behind your back?

Vader: I do, my son.

Luke:...dad...from your stories...Obi-Wan sounds like a whore for Mandalorians.

Vader:....what?

Luke: I'm pretty sure he was sleeping with that commander clone. Not mom.

Vader: (ultimate dense idiot as everything clicks into place) HOLY SHIT HE WAS GAY FOR CODY.

Luke got his dense-ness from his dad but even he could tell Obi-Wan was head over heels for the clone, and anything in Mandalorian armor, even from the biased story-telling from his father.("HOW DID YOU THINK MOM WAS CHEATING ON YOU?!" "IT WAS OBI-WAN! I WAS ALMSOT PREPARED TO CHEAT ON HER FOR HIM! EVERYONE WANTED HIM!" "WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST ASK FOR A THREESOME?!" ".....OH MY GODS WHY DIDN'T I JUST ASK FOR A THREESOME?!")

Luke tells Vader of what he has been through, being careful to not include information that could hurt the rebellion. Vader is impressed about Luke's ability to take down the monstrous beings known as Womp-Rats, how he survived a Wampa, the info that he was a speed demon (Takes after his papa in that)

They find they have a lot of similarities.

Vader is probably the first person who learns that Luke really only likes guys. It's not uncommon in the galaxy by any means (I refuse to allow homophobia in a SCI-FI/Fantasy...it makes no sense so there is no such thing here, the end). So, Vader knows to file that away in the future if, for any reason, he will allow Luke to get married and wants to help his son with romance. (prideful Anakin peeks through; he knows he was hot stuff and had the attention of many people...maybe not to Kenobi level, but he had his own fans! so there)

Luke is surprise to learn he is so much like his mother. So many compared him to Vader. But Vader assured him that he may have a lot of similarities in looks to Anakin and may have his need for speed but his sweet personality, need to protect, nurturing, and selfless nature is all from his mother.

Luke may get a little teary-eyed over this. He's not too upset about being compared to Anakin...but he just thought he had nothing of his mother, so to hear he did really means a lot.

Vader is obsessive. he looks after his son and ensures his health and safety constantly. He cannot ever be at risk or he may just lose his already crumbled sanity.

Vader has no desire to ever see his baby get in a relationship. He has no idea how he'll ever be ready if it somehow happens.

#owl inbox #luke skywalker #darth vader

[cross-d-a]

fic tag game

aaahhh @vishcount thank you for tagging me!!! These are so fun and I adored reading about your fic journey~!  ೖ(⑅σ̑ᴗσ̑)ೖ ❤

OH as a note!! For the ppl I tag at the end I don’t expect you to read all of this bc it’s A Lot!!! but I figured you might want to do this game yourself? haha :)

Name: cross-d-a shortened version of my first ever username. unfortunately stuck with it now haha but i’m fond of it :p wish it was cuter tho!!

Posting the rest of this under the cut so it doesn’t eat up people’s dashes!! 

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Fandoms: 

oKAY YIKES there are....honestly too many too name. I’ve got a short and obsessive attention span so it’s either all or nothing with me usually. When I can stay in a fandom for a long period of time it’s a miracle. I’ll name the bigger ones that I’ve all written fic for! Even if I’ve never posted them haha

Right now I’m very firmly into Daomu Biji (dmbj). It feels like it’s both got a crap ton of content and yet barely anything at all haha. Maybe because the English fandom is so small. But at least there are a bunch of dramas and books!!! I really, really, really adore dmbj so much!! And a large part of that is the fandom!!! It's been a really cool and unique experience! Everyone in it is truly so kind and wonderful, and I’ve made some really incredible friends because of it (looking at you vish!! ❤). I’ve got a bunch of wips, but I’ve only posted two fics for dmbj!

Before this I was very into Guardian and mdzs. MDZS was my first foray into cdramas and Guardian’s Zhu Yilong really suckered me into watching more haha I also have fics for both these fandoms!

My very first fandoms were Fullmetal Alchemist, D. Gray-Man and Naruto. My very old ffnet account has fics for these and I’ve got a bunch of newer wips on my tablet. Then Star Trek, Twilight, BBC Merlin, Sherlock, Death Note, Harry Potter, How to Train Your Dragon, Battlestar Galactica, Avatar the Last Airbender and Marvel were a few of my main ones in high school. Plus a bunch of anime (like Fruits Basket! and Kuroshitsuji and Natsume Yuujinchou). 

Then college hit and I renewed my childhood love of Tolkien (mainly lotr and the Hobbit), and Star Wars. I also found Teen Wolf! Then after college it was Stranger Things. 

I find myself in a cycle of mild fondness and complete obsession with these fandoms haha I go back to Star Wars at least once a year!! Then I’m in the gffa hole for a few months. Marvel also reoccurs, depending on how interested I am in new content! Star Trek I always always always go back to. TOS is my comfort show and it will never fade from my heart ❤

But for now I’m stuck in cdrama hell and I love it

Tropes: 

Time travel, found family, whump+hurt/comfort, fairytale-like elements, resurrective immortality (thanks to a “Nine Lives” Hobbit fic), CROSSOVERS

I’m a slut for all these things so they often worm their way into my plots haha

I also just- love weird premises. I think that’s the anime influencing me haha

Fic I spent most time on: 

My series he leaves sand and stardust in my wake (main fic is hurricane on the edge of oblivion), I have...spent five years on now. I have done so much research for this fic it’s insane. 

The premise is force ghost!Obi-Wan getting shunted back into his tiny 10 year old self. I incorporate a shit ton of legends and I try to stay as canon as possible. I basically want this au to feel like it’s 1000% plausible while still getting all my gay shit. It’s chock full of whump, redemption, found family, minor characters turning into major characters, and I’ve got slavery uprising on the mind, too. It’s just- everything I could ever want to explore in the Star Wars universe basically. 

It’s my first big project. I started doodling and scribbling ideas in the margins of my notebook in my Scottish History class. I adore it so so so much. But, because of my hyperfixation and fleeting intense obsession with things it makes it- really difficult to consistently update. I leave it for months at a time and I am constantly guilt-ridden about it. Because it’s my baby and I have a lot of wonderful readers. I fear I’ll never be able to finish it. Especially since I’ve written so much and I’m still only in the beginning of it. ( ; A ; )

Also, I’ve spent so much time with Xanatos, Feemor and Bruck that they just feel like mine now. I can’t read any fics that involve them, it’s too strange. Which is a damn shame because I love them so much haha OH ALSO!! I think it’s the first really big fic to include those three?? So I’m very proud about that haha (I’ve had so many ppl comment about how they actually Give A Shit about these three and are Invested bc of me haha)

Favorite fic(s) you’ve written: 

hurricane on the edge of oblivion (with nowhere to go) (Star Wars)

My long-term passion project. My love-letter to Star Wars, I suppose. Reading it now I feel like a lot of it is clunky or long-winded, but I think it really shows the foundation of my writing today :) Main characters are Obi-Wan, Xanatos Du Crion, Qui-Gon Jinn, Bruck Chun and Feemor. Eventually we’ll get to Maul, Savage, Feral, Shmi Skywalker, (more!) Ahsoka, Anakin and a shit ton of clones ❤

things we hunger for (Guardian)

My Ye Zun self-indulgent fic. It’s a time travel amnesia Weilanzun! Honestly has some of my fav writing I’ve ever done. It’s so soft and really indulges in the hurt/comfort. It gives Ye Zun the friends and family I think he deserves. Also, he gets to grow into a (mostly!) functional person and I adore him.

the beast that slumbers within your soul (mdzs)

Jiang Cheng centric fic!! I feel like all my favourite fics I’ve written are love letters haha. This is one def my love letter to Jiang Cheng. This fic possessed me for two whole days. I wrote 16k in almost one sitting. I went to sleep at 6 in the morning bc I couldn’t stop writing. And when I drifted off I kept thinking of new ideas so I’d whip out my phone and write down lines and notes. I- have never ever ever felt that way about anything. It was- insane. It felt insane. It was so amazing. I’m still riding the memory of that high.

 Basically Jiang Cheng actually finds Baoshan Sanren and it turns out she’s a fox demon and Jiang Cheng is descended from wolves. It’s- okay I said the fic above this had my favourite writing?? That was a lie. This has my favourite writing I’ve ever done. It’s unfinished bc I am in dmbj hell but I am still excited about the next chapter which features Wei Wuxian’s pov!!

the whispers of spirits (dmbj)

My current passion project. In a way it kinda feels similar to hurricane? Bc multiple povs, incorporating different aspects of canon (we’ll get there!! I promise!), shit ton of research, etc. etc. I really really really love it for so many reasons. I’m basically taking all the things I was unsatisfied with in Reboot and Sha Hai and running with it. Found family and whump galore! It’s also a love letter to the women of dmbj who really deserve so so so much better.

Honourable mention to:

One Day (you’ll have given more of yourself than is meant to be taken) (Marvel)

This fic also kinda possessed me. I just- couldn’t get rid of the idea of a trans!Thor. And I mean a mtf Thor! It’s just? So many people look at Thor and go “that’s a Real Man.” Full stop. They never think there could be anything more, and it really really really bothered me. So I wrote out my feelings. I’m not trans. I don’t have that experience at all. I’ve had issues and confusion about my gender but nothing like this. I just wanted to do justice to this idea of Thor in my head. And I still feel a bit nervous having posted it. But I've gotten so many comments from people who really connected with what I’ve written? So I’m very very thankful I wrote it and it has a very special place in my heart. It’s a very cathartic fic.

Fic I spent least time on: 

Probably we rise (Star Wars) and I think it shows haha. I wrote it in response to Dave Filoni posting a drawing of Ahsoka and Gandalf telling her “People thought I was dead, too, and look how that turned out...” So I incorporated Ahsoka (and Din and Grogu and Ezra!!!) into the ending of Rise of Skywalker, kinda explaining how I think they could all still be alive. :)

Longest fic: 

hurricane is my longest fic (159k) but I’m kinda worried whispers will eclipse that.....

Shortest fic: 

Of my posted ones it’s The Five Moments it Took Tony and Scott to Admit They Were Best Friends (and the first time they ever did), currently clocks at 1.6k. It’s unfinished tho so maybe that doesn’t count.... otherwise it’s we rise which is completed and 2k.

Most hits/kudos/comments/bookmarks: 

hurricane overall has the most of all these. Though I don’t think hits counts as much bc it’s multi-chapter. If you discount multi-chapter stuff, most hits goes to my obikin smutfic Homecoming, bc people are horny af haha

Fic you want to rewrite/expand on: 

If I had energy I’d like to rewrite the beginning of hurricane bc it feels so so wordy. I’d want to expand on One Day bc I really would like to write a whole series with trans!Thor. And like- I’d really like the focus to finish any of my WIPs.

Share a bit of a WIP: I really wanna share my Guardian/dmbj crossover that I started back in August. Bc I adore the idea of wu xie&shen wei&ye zun triplets! Plus time travel!!! I dunno if I’ll ever finish it tho ( ; A ; ) It just feels like a lot to deal with right now.

This scene takes place during the Mountain Awl arc. Guardian crew and desperado fam run across each other at the village! Wu Xie has recently found out that he’s adopted and he’s searching for answers in the area Sanshu originally found amnesiac!toddler!Wu Xie in :) Gonna pull two snippets bc I’m v excited and this might be the only time anyone else sees this fic haha:

“Oh?” Pangzi focuses on Yunlan now, lips twisting. “You think I’ve ‘got the wrong guy,’ huh?” He laughs, but it’s not a nice sound. “That’s rich! Are you that cocky or are you just stupid?”

Bristling, Yunlan drops his hands and scowls. “Excuse me?”

“Sir,” Shen Wei tries. “I think—”

Pangzi’s eyes snap back to Shen Wei, sharp and blazing. “How dare you fucking steal his face!”

What?

Automatically, Zhao Yunlan turns to Shen Wei, but the professor looks just as shell-shocked as Zhao Yunlan feels which- is seriously something. Since everything about Shen Wei is so carefully controlled, kept to the minimum. Except for those delightful little smiles that bloom across his lovely face, or the startled little bursts of laughter that fall from his lips. Or even when anger and frustration spark across his features, cracking his calm veneer open enough that he can see a glimmer of what lies beneath, the fire in those eyes. Zhao Yunlan delights in those moments, makes a game of making Shen Wei’s control slip.

He tells himself it’s nothing more than a game. Nothing more than trying to find out what makes Shen Wei tick.

Zhao Yunlan’s always been very bad at lying to himself. Or very good. Depending on who you’re asking.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Yunlan splutters.

But before anyone can say anything else, a very familiar voice calls:

“Pangzi? What’s wrong?”

Yunlan can feel Shen Wei stiffen, and Yunlan himself is pulled to that voice like a planet in orbit, like the inevitable plummet to the ground.

Another shadow wavers in the doorway before it steps out onto the dirt. Light illuminates shaggy hair, limning it gold, sharply casting everything else in shadow. But as the figure nears, the contrast softens until Yunlan can see the newcomer’s face properly and- and—

“Wu Xie!” Pangzi growls. “We’ve got ourselves an impostor!”

The man wearing Shen Wei’s face steps up to them, brows furrowed and mouth pulled down into a sharp frown. He glances between them, eyes landing on Shen Wei. His scowl deepens. He opens his mouth, but then—

“Wu Xie?” Shen Wei breathes, all trembly and lost and hopeless.

Heart in his throat, Yunlan turns to Shen Wei again. Turns and flinches at that stricken look upon Shen Wei’s pale pinched face.

“A-Xie?” Shen Wei chokes. “Didi?”

and

Pangzi snorts. “Professor?”

“I-it’s true!”

Startled Yunlan swings his attention over to Jiajia who clenches her backpack to her chest, face screwed up in admirable determination. “P-professor Shen took me and Xiao Quan on a field trip to investigate an archeological site around here!”

“Oh?” Wu Xie drawls all slow and amused. “Well, what a coincidence. We’re archeologists, too.”

“With guns?” Yunlan bites out.

Wu Xie raises a brow, grin full of teeth. “Well, you can never be too prepared.”

“Right,” Yunlan drawls right back. “Are you a professor, too, then? You come here with your students?”

Wu Xie outright grins. “You could say that, I suppose.”

Out of the corner of his eye, one of the men rolls his eyes. He’s the one with sharp features, glasses and looped earbuds. Does he think it’s appropriate to listen to music at a time like this? Yunlan admires the man’s gall.

aahhhh vish thanks so much again for tagging me!! This was so fun to relive my fic memories!! I’m gonna tag @alwaysaslutforshakespeare @jockvillagersonly @tehfanglyfish @lichelleme @undyingsunshine @humanlighthouse  @thewindsofsong I’m curious about your guys’ writing and fandom journey!! As always, no pressure to actually complete this!! I just thought it was fun ❤

Wow if you read all of this I am very humbled and impressed, thank you!!

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#cross talks #my fic #fanfiction #uhhh what else do i tag this as i dunno #about me #cross posts #wip fic

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Clonetober #21 Clones and Their Jedi(s) 3/10 part 4

In the last story not the Thanksgiving Story but the other story, Cody helped Obi Wan relax after what Fives, Hardcase, and Anakin did to their Break Room and for destroying Obi Wan’s FAVORITE Ceremonial Tea Set that Master Qui-Gon Jinn gave him for his Birthday. Cody gave him a soothing bath and warm pjs. Obi Wan fell asleep when he laid down on Cody’s chest. Now I’m going to tell you about their Wedding Gift Registration.

After Obi Wan had a good night's sleep on Cody, he and Cody started to make a Wedding Gift Registration List the next day. I decided to do it in Obi Wan’s room because he didn’t want to do it in their MESSY Break Room after what THOSE 3 did. This is what they wanted. (I looked up a website to see what would be good gifts for gay/any type of couples who are getting married.) 

2 Soft Bathroom Robes

A irobot vacuum or a Shark Cordless vacuum

A Shark Steam Mop

Knife Set

AMAZON Gift Cards

Cutting Boards

A New Ceremonial Tea Set

Picture Frames

Coffee Maker (the nice ones like the one you see in coffee shops)

Baking Sheets

Pot and Pans set

Silverware

Plates and Bowls

Mugs/Glass Cups

Bath Towels

Oven Mitts

Crockpot

Wedding Album

Big Soft Blanket

Bed Sheets and Pillow Cases

Chess Set

Toaster

Towel Plunger

Anything That Would Be PERFECT Gifts For Them

After they made their list, Cody wanted to show Obi Wan a Surprise that he got when Obi Wan said yes to marry him. They went on the ship to where Cody was taking Obi Wan. Obi Wan was blindfolded so he wouldn’t see where Cody was taking him to. Once they landed, Cody took off Obi Wan’s blindfolded and told him to open his eyes. When Obi Wan opened his eyes, he was confused. He saw a sign right where they were standing that said “SOLD”. Obi Wan asked Cody what did that mean. Cody smiled at him and handed him a Hologram. When Obi Wan saw what was on the Hologram, he almost dropped it. Obi Wan was crying with JOY as he hugged Cody and told him “Thank You” then they kissed each other. Now if you were wondering what Cody gave Obi Wan was a House that was going to be built just for them. I’m going to use the House from the Thanksgiving Story I wrote.

When they came back from what Cody showed Obi Wan, they saw Fives, Hardcase, and Anakin Coming out of Obi Wan’s ROOM! Cody asked them this, “WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN OBI WAN’S ROOM?”. Anakin told them that they came to say sorry to Obi Wan about what they did to their Break Room and how they broke Obi Wan’s Ceremonial Tea Set. After they said that, Obi Wan told thank you and ran straight into the room to see if THOSE 3 did anything to their Wedding Registration. When Obi Wan checked, everything was just like they left it. He was relieved that they didn’t do ANYTHING to their Wedding Registration because he couldn’t take ANY MORE stress just from THOSE 3 and planning for his and Cody’s wedding.

Obi Wan and Cody were thinking of food they should serve at the wedding reception. Obi Wan thought that maybe they can have Jesse and Kix make some food. Cody said that they should have PROFESSIONAL Caters because he reminded Obi Wan about what Fives, Hardcase, Anakin, and Wrecker did to Rex and Ahoska’s Wedding Cake. (That’s in my Clonetober # 20 Captain Rex.) Obi Wan had a shiver down his back just thinking of that. They decided to have mini sliders, salad, soda drink/lemonade, a candy bag station (where you can fill A bag of any candy that they have there and also have someone stand by it to make sure that SOME GUEST don’t take more then 1 BAG), and the Wedding Cake. They told Jesse and Kix to make 2 sheet cakes JUST IN CASE something happens to their wedding cake which they were happy to do.

Now it’s TIME for me to tell you HOW THEIR WEDDING WENT!

Obi Wan and Cody were SO excited that they are finally going to be a COUPLE. Obi Wan was on the left side of the altar with Anakin and Qui-Gon Jinn behind him. Cody was on the right side of the altar with Rex, Waxer, and Boil behind him. You would usually have BRIDESMAIDS at Weddings but since they are guys, it would be awkward to have them for 2 MEN Marrying each other. They also didn’t walk down the aisle because….Obi Wan didn’t want people to get confused on which one was getting married if each of their Groomsmen were walking down holding hands. Anyway, they did have Leia and Omega come down the aisle even though Cody and Obi Wan were already at the altar. They wanted them to do it. Luke did the same thing except that he was carrying the rings and not doing what his sister and Omega were doing. When Luke got to the altar, he put the pillow down on the floor and ran down the aisle saying, “SORRY UNCLE OBI AND UNCLE CODY. I NEED TO USE THE BATHROOM!”. Everyone laughs, even Cody and Obi Wan. Anakin was a little embarrassed that his son said that but he always told Luke that when you have to go, you have to go. The Wedding was still on even if Luke was in the bathroom. Once Luke came back, Cody asked Luke this, “Did you wash your hands after using the bathroom?”. Luke looked down at his hands and said “OOSP. I WILL BE RIGHT BACK!”. Both Cody and Obi Wan smiled at each other. NOW that Luke washed his hands, he was standing next to Cody.

When the Priest said the “ IF ANYONE HAVE ANY OBJECTION FOR THESE 2 TO NOT GET MARRIED, SPEAK NOW OR FOREVER HOLD YOUR PEACE” thing, THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED. Just as he said that, Duchess Satine opens the church doors and says “I DO!”. Everyone turned to look at who said that and were SURPRISED to see Duchess Satine standing in the middle of the aisle in a WEDDING DRESS! She starts walking up furiously to the altar to confront “her” fiancé. This is what happened.

I’m spacing them out so you guys can read it more easily.

Cody (whispers to Obi Wan): I thought that we decided to NOT invite her.

Obi Wan (whispers back): I didn’t…

Obi Wan: ANAKIN!

Anakin: WHAT?!

Obi Wan: DID YOU SEND AN INVITATION TO SATINE?

Anakin: Yes. I didn’t know if you did because you had a “?” by her name.

Obi Wan: …..

Anakin: WHAT?! Why is everyone looking at me? I didn’t want her to feel left out.

Padmé: Anakin. You don’t invite people who you used to like even if it’s someone else's wedding.

Anakin: OHHH. Ossp. SORRY OBI.

Obi Wan: (sigh) I wished that I cleaned up those papers before Anakin found the list.

Satin: HOW COULD YOU?! You said that you love me! WHY ARE YOU MARRY HER AND NOT ME?!

Everyone Stares at Obi Wan with shocked looks on their faces.

Obi Wan: Satine. You know that I can’t marry you. If we did, you would have to leave Mandalore and live on Coruscant. Your people need you! Plus, CAN’T  you SEE that I’m a Jedi and Cody is a Clone. We are both Guys!

Satine: WHAT?! I WOULD NEVER ABANDONED MY PEOPLE! WHY ARE YOU MARRYING A CLONE? WERE YOU CHEATING ON ME? HAVE YOU BEEN LYING TO ME THIS WHOLE TIME? Were you using me just to take over MANDALORE?  I KNOW THAT YOU ARE NOT A JEDI! I know because one of MY BEST FRIEND IS A JEDI. I wouldn't marry him! I know he loves Cody and I’m happy they are getting married. I got an invitation to their wedding. I wouldn't be jealous of him getting married to Cody.

 Obi Wan: Why are you here? You should be on your home planet taking care of your people. What about your nephew Korki Kryze? Who would make sure if Korki is safe if you are away? I don’t think you would be able to be around Anakin because he….

Satine: YOU LEAVE KORKI OUT OF THIS! I WOULD NEVER ABANDON MY NEPHEW! Why would I be around Anakin Skywalker? I would NEVER have him near my NEPHEW Korki. I wouldn’t let Anakin or that guy watch over him! (as she points to Qui-Gon Jinn without looking at him)

Everyone turns to Qui-Gon Jinn

Qui-Gon Jinn: WHAT?! I never even met your NEPHEW! Not to be rude but, I don’t think I can. I’m too old to take care of him. Plus, I don’t  think I could take care of him nor would I take care of Anakin on my own. Just think of what Obi Wan has told me about….

Anakin: HEY! I don’t need someone looking after me! I’m old enough to take care of myself EVEN if Obi Wan cares about me. I can handle things on my own. I only ask him for some ideas whenever I need his advice with Luke and Leia. Sometimes I ask Waxer and Boil to watch over my kids while me and Obi Wan are out in a battle and when Padmé is in a Senate Meeting. They are great Sitters because they recently adopted Numa into their family.

Waxer (whispers to Rex): Padmé is the one who ALWAYS lectured him on how he can’t ALWAYS have me and Boil watch Luke, Leia, and our child Numa. Sometimes we need a break too. We haven’t gone on a date in awhile. He only asked us when he goes out drinking with Fives and Hardcase while Padmé is in a meeting.

Rex: (couldn’t hold in his laughter) He does that?! So that’s why I haven’t babysit the twins. Also, I don’t think they should be around Fives and Hardcase.

Boil: Yep but you would make a good babysitter when Fives and Hardcase isn’t around.

Rex: Thanks. Let me know when you babysit the twins. I would love to spend time with them and I’ll make sure Fives and Hardcase aren’t around.

Boil: We will let you know.

Obi Wan: I’m sorry Cody. I don’t think I should go through with this. I can’t marry you or Satin. I’m sorry.

After Obi Wan said that, he let go of Cody’s hands and ran out the church from the exit close by.

Cody: WAIT! Obi Wan!

But it was too late. Obi Wan ran into the woods that was near the church. Padmé and Ahsoka talked to Satine and told her that what she did was wrong while Cody ran into the woods to find Obi Wan. After they talked to Satine, Satine was confused on why she was here and wearing a Wedding Dress. They were shocked to hear that. They asked her what she meant when she said that she was confused. She told them that she WAS getting married to SOMEONE ELSE and thought that her FIANCÉ was marrying someone else. She also told them that been getting headaches recently and that her fiancé was giving her medicine. She showed Kix the medicine and they all found out that it was for people who have seizures. Apparently, the meds she was giving was making her see things that weren’t there. Kix gave her an Ibuprofen to help her. After she took it, her headache started to go away. She apologized to everyone as they told her that it wasn’t her fault. Satine felt SO bad that she ruined Obi Wan’s Wedding. Padmé told her and a couple of Coruscant Clones to go to the “HER” Wedding and arrest the guy who did that to her. They all agreed and left to go to the Church that was just a few blocks UP the street from where Obi Wan and Cody’s church was. Satine used Kix Comlink to tell Cody what happened to her so he could tell Obi Wan. She also told him that she was sorry that she accidentally crashed their Wedding and NOT her own.

After Cody heard that on his Comlink, he told her thank you for telling him and that he sent a message to Rex to tell the Priest to call the other Church Priest and tell him to stop “Satin’s Wedding”. The Priest that was there for Cody and Obi Wan’s had another Brother who was also a Priest at the other Church. They had to stop the Wedding for a Few hours so some of the guests would come back when everything was sorting things out. Cody then turned off his Comlink and kept looking for Obi Wan. (I forgot to mention that Cody and the others were clothes that you would see/wear at Church.) Cody was about to call for backup when he heard someone crying. He started to head into the direction where the crying was coming from. As he walked towards the sound, he knew ACTUALLY who was crying. It was Obi Wan. As Cody was running, he FINALLY found Obi Wan. He was sitting behind a tree. Cody knelt down and hugged Obi Wan. Cody told Obi Wan that everything was going to be OK and told Obi Wan what Satine told Cody about why she was at their Wedding. After Cody told that, he helped Obi Wan get on his feet and hugged as he was telling him it was OK. As soon as he calmed down, they headed back to the Church to get back to their Wedding.

When they got back to the Church, they noticed that most of the guests were gone and some of Cody’s Brothers had left to help Satine with HER Wedding problem. Obi Wan didn’t care at that point because he was happy that he was FINALLY getting Married to Cody. After they got married, they had to go straight to their Wedding Reception because of how long it took to deal with this WHOLE mess. Cody sent out a message to some of the guests to tell the others to come to the Wedding Reception as they headed to THEIR Wedding Reception as well.

Once they got to their Wedding Reception, Obi Wan was nervous that there would only be a few or no guests at all. Cody reassured him that everything was going to be fine. Obi Wan nodded his head and gave him a kiss before walking in the room. Obi Wan was stunned that ALL the guests were here. Everyone cheered and congratulated them. Even Duchess Satine was there but NOT in a Wedding Dress. She told Obi Wan sorry and that hope he would forgive her for what she did. Obi Wan hugged her and told her it was OK and Thank You. After Obi Wan hugged her, he and Cody started the Wedding Reception. Obi Wan looked at the clock and saw it was starting to get late. He whispered to Cody and said that they should cut the cake first so Luke, Leia, and Omega could have a slice of cake before they have to leave to go home for bed. Cody nodded and told everyone that since they arrived late, they are going to cut the cake and have the food served before leaving. Cody and Obi Wan started to cut the cake and each fed each other a piece of cake when Fives, Hardcase, and Anakin almost ran into the cake as caterers were taking it back to the kitchen to have it cut and giving it to the guest. Those 3 were DRUNK and were playing with a Frisbee as they were waiting for Cody and Obi Wan to come back to their own Wedding Reception. Luckly, they didn’t fall into the cake and everything went well. They are NOW happy to be together forever. I almost forgot to mention the day after the wedding, THOSE 3 started their community service while wearing THOSE Pink Christmas Carol Bunny outfit. They only had to wear it THAT day. The other days, they wore clothes to get dirty as they were doing their community service. Cody took a picture of them in their Bunny outfits before they got it dirty. 

Thank you for reading my story. Hope you enjoy it. Please let me know how you like it and if you want me to tag you in some of my stories. Also, please tell me what last name I should give Cody and Obi Wan.

@twistedstitcher27 @bloom-domino-akrum 

#codywan #clonetober2021

[icsek]

Obikin Equestrian AU Part 4/?

Or read here on AO3 as ‘Pursuit’

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Ben genuinely felt bad about the injury and had made allowances for it, but this was getting ridiculous. Injury or not, there was no reason for Anakin’s towel to keep falling off after the shower right in front of him while he was preparing dinner. It was always followed by Anakin loudly groaning as he slowly bent over to pick it up, giving Ben a full view of his perfect ass that made him glad there was a countertop obscuring his lower half.

As if seeing Anakin’s naked ass on a daily basis wasn’t enough, he could also hear his moans late at night that sounded suspiciously like his name.

This couldn’t continue or he’d end up giving in to the temptation, no matter how much he knew he shouldn’t. Not only was Anakin his employee and student, he was basically the adopted son of a friend, and sixteen years his junior. No matter how much Anakin seemed to want him, he shouldn’t give in.

Thinking about it wasn’t helping, he needed to do something. Maybe a dip in the pool while he waited out the worst of the heat before heading back to the barn to help with the night turnout.

He groaned when he saw Anakin in the pool as he approached it, towel in hand. There was no way he was going to win today it seemed. Wait, was Anakin wearing his old pair of speedos? Oh yes, those were definitely his, the bright red color with the odd pattern of black lines recognizable and distinct in contrast with the sun-kissed skin.

Ben took a moment to just admire the view of Anakin laying face down on the pool float, apparently napping, his firm body on display for Ben’s hungry eyes. For just a moment, he allowed himself to think about slipping in the pool, tracing wet patterns on smooth skin, running fingers through the dirt blonde hair, pressing kisses to the fading purple line of bruising across his back, teasing the crevasse between the two plump globes. It was an enticing thought, giving in to the desire, at least once.

Or he could slip in the pool and dump Anakin off the float and enjoy watching him stutter. Yes, much better option.

Quietly, he set his towel down and slipped into the water via the stairs, taking his time to make sure he didn’t make too much noise. Anakin was floating in the deep end, still sleeping as he moved slowly through the water until he was standing on his tip toes right next to him. Without further ado, he surged up, flipping the float, and Anakin, right over.

He laughed as Anakin sputtered to the surface, looking confused, a bit sleepy, irritated and altogether too adorable. His laughter didn’t last for long, cut off by a large splash of water to the face.

“Ben! Not cool!” Anakin was pouting, crossing his arms with a slight wince, not looking nearly as amused as he’d thought he would.

“You looked far too comfortable laying there in my speedo.” He raised his brow, daring Anakin to complain some more.

A blush spread across his cheeks as he ducked his head, rubbing the back of it in a familiar gesture of bashfulness, “I hope you don’t mind, I really need to go home and get the rest of my stuff.”

“I’m just teasing you, Anakin. I don’t think I’ve actually fit in those for at least ten years. Consider them yours.” He smiled warmly, “Now that you’re able to move a bit better you should probably go visit Breha and Bail, at least for the weekend. We’ve survived the last four days without you at the barn, we can survive another three.”

It’d give him a break from Anakin too, some time to cool his loins, maybe even find a friend for a night at a local bar to get his mind off the young man. The last time he’d gotten laid was months before Anakin had started working under him. Yes, that was probably his problem, it had just been too long and Anakin was the only attractive man around him that he saw with any sort of frequency.

“If that’s okay with you, Ben. It’ll be nice to catch up for a few days.” Anakin smiled one of his genuine shy smiles that made Ben’s mouth go dry and his heart skip a beat. A break would definitely be welcome.

“None at all.” He couldn’t help but return the smile, knowing it looked more like a dopey grin on his own face.

An awkward silence stretched between them as they both continued to stare at one another, unsure what to say next. Ben was rarely speechless or awkward, but Anakin always seemed to bring it out of him. He didn’t want to be the one to break the silence, didn’t want Anakin to think he was demanding he leave right now.

Luckily Anakin broke it, “Well, then, I’m going to shower before I leave. Might as well head up there today. If I leave now I should be there in time for dinner.”

“Make sure to text me when you get there to let me know you made it.” It was only noon and the drive to Ocala was four and half hours. Plenty of time for Anakin to make it before it got dark.

“Will do. I’ll be back Sunday.” Anakin pulled himself up out of the pool, giving Ben yet another view of his magnificent ass. Yes, Ben really needed to get laid.

Even though Anakin had only been staying in the house for four days, he’d been a frequent guest for meals and the occasional soak in the bathtub since there was only a shower in the barn. Now, with him back visiting home, it seemed too quiet and empty. He’d originally planned on going to the bar tomorrow night, but staying home alone wasn’t appealing tonight.

Decision made, Ben went through his closet to pull out his single pair of jeans and a blue button down shirt that complimented his eyes. He checked his hair, brushed his teeth and slipped on his shoes before grabbing his wallet and the keys of his SUV and leaving for West Palm to hit up one of the bars there where he was less likely to be recognized.

The bar was packed with the Friday night crowd, as one of the few reputable gay bars in West Palm, it stayed busy and full during most weekends. There were better bars in Ft. Lauderdale, but he’d not felt up to driving an hour each way and the bartender here served good drinks. He took his drink and sat at the bar, taking a minute to look around if anyone caught his interest.

An hour later found him with the company of an attractive man in his early thirties named Cody. He was the same height as Ben, but a lot more built with sleeves tight around muscled arms, and a haircut that suggested a military background. As they talked, he learned Cody was in fact still active military on leave visiting one of his seven brothers that lived nearby. Cody was exactly the type of man he preferred: attractive, intelligent, and temporary.

Their flirting continued until Cody suggested they take it back to his hotel room up the road and Ben agreed. In the hotel room, they didn’t waste any time stripping the clothes off each other and rolling on the bed. He’d been right about Cody, the man was very attractive, all hard planes and thick muscle, but he didn’t feel right under his hands. There was too much muscle, his limbs were too thick, more powerful than graceful, not at all like Anakin’s long, lean body. Still, when Cody’s mouth wrapped around his cock, he could easily close his eyes and pretend it was Anakin between his legs instead of the other man.

Except he wanted to taste Anakin first, drive him to new heights of pleasure with his mouth and fingers. Feel him stretch around his fingers first, taking his time to be careful and gentle, make it so good he’d be begging before the night was over. And wouldn’t that be a pretty sight, Anakin beneath him begging for Ben to please take him hard. Not that he would, not the first time at least. He’d take it slow, leave Anakin hovering on the brink, getting him near the edge and then backing off. Ben wouldn’t let him come until he could no longer hold back. And his face, twisted in pleasure-

He barely managed to keep from moaning Anakin’s name as he came in the condom in Cody’s mouth, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood. Cody smiled up at him with satisfaction, his lips glistening with saliva that ran down his chin. When he returned the favor a few minutes later, he could only imagine it was Anakin that he driving to the peak.

Ben had it bad.

#obikin equestrian AU #the slow burn continues #Ben has it bad #Ben's spank bank #there be smut ahead #but you're gonna be disappointed #obikin #obi-wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #icse writes #fic; pursuit #part 4

[eversall]

Hi! Are you still taking Saphael prompts?? If you are, here's mine: "your friend wrote your phone number in a public restroom as a prank and my drunk bff has called you with my phone, i'm so sorry, also your friend is a dick" Ft Simon as the poor guy whose phone number Jace has written in the public restroom and Magnus as Raphael's drunk bff, whose phone he used to call Simon. Hope you like it, but it's ok if you don't ^^ Love your fanfics!

fml this is a really cute prompt and it started out all light and funny and then devolved into serious stuff at the end I AM SORRY I HOPE YOU LIKE IT (also if you were to come off anon and be my friend i would love you forever and also be able to link you on ao3 as the prompter for this fic

if i ever had your number i think i would use it // read on ao3

“Er.” Simon says, but that seems to be enough. “Simon?” Raphael asks. “The one and only.” He says weakly, making jazz hands even though he knows Raphael can’t see them. “Heyyy, Raphael.”“You – why is your number in the Pandemonium bathroom?”.It starts because Jace and Simon get drunk together one night without Clary, and since Clary serves as about eighty-five percent of their impulse control they’re hammered within two hours and ready to implement all of their Very Bad Ideas, the ones that are horrifying enough to make Alec grind his teeth and potentially slap them upside the head.

It starts because Jace is a dick.

Well. To be fair, it starts because Jace and Simon get drunk togetherone night without Clary, and since Clary serves as about eighty-five percent oftheir impulse control they’re hammered within two hours and ready to implementall of their Very Bad Ideas, the ones that are horrifying enough to make Alecgrind his teeth and potentially slap them upside the head.

“Which is rude.” Jace informshim as he gets a tattoo across the side of his stomach. Simon makes anagreeable noise, too engrossed in the delicate line of triangles he’s justgotten tattooed across his shoulders. “How are your triangles doing?”

“I think they’re ready to experience the world!” Simon shouts, gettingto his feet. The tattoo artist doesn’t even look at him as she puts a hand onhis shoulder and shoves him back into his seat. He goes willingly, trying tofigure out what he should name the triangles. Luke, Leia, and Anakin? Frodo,Bilbo, and Sam? So many options!

Anyway, Simon figures that if anyone’s to blame, it’s Clary, because ifClary had been there Jace wouldn’t have gotten the fantastic idea to carve Simon’s number into the tiny piece of wallnext to the mirror in a bathroom at a gay club. Actually, his idea is just tocarve something, and when he asksSimon for any number between one and one hundred, Simon rattles off the digitsto his cell because that’s the only thing he can remember. Jace doesn’t seem toquestion the fact that the number is definitely not between one and onehundred, but instead dutifully transcribes it into the wall. And that’s thestory of how Simon’s phone number ends up in a hidden corner of a clubrestroom.

Well. That’s not the entirestory.

.

Simon’s working late when he gets the call. He’s hunched over a list ofpotential mergers, chewing on the end of his pen as he types in risk analysisand bemoans the fact that his boss is a hardass, and also Simon is hard for his boss’ ass, and isn’t that embarrassing? But he wouldn’t be here if itweren’t for the fact that Raphael asked him to finish these, and Simon sort ofhates the guy but sort of loves him too. It’s – complicated.

Lily, who’s the other data analyst and who he shares an office with,likes to gleefully tell him that it’s not thatcomplicated, and they’ve all got bets going on when Raphael and Simon ‘crackfrom the tension and start banging’, and that she thinks he’s good for Raphael.That’s the hardest part to hear. Simon can take all the innuendoes and thegood-natured teasing, but when people genuinely tell him to go for it he sortof shuts down. Because – nope, there’s no way that Raphael Santiago, a powerhouse of a business mogul, would ever beinterested in Simon Lewis.

He’s lost in his self-deprecating thoughts when he gets a call, and hefrowns as he checks the screen. Speak of the devil – why is Raphael calling himthis late at night? He cautiously takes the call and brings it to his ear.

“Hello?”

“HELLOOOO, I’M LOOKING FOR A GOOD TIME!” A voice shouts down the line-a voice that is definitely not hisboss’. Simon yelps, pulling the phone away from his ear and staring down at it,bewildered, before he brings it back up.

“I’m…sorry?” he hedges. There’s sounds of a scuffle on the other end, amuffled thump, and then –

“A good time!” the voice continues, the words slurred. “That’s why yournumber’s here, right? For a good time?Well, have I got a deal – no, a steal– no, stop it Ra – let go of me, I’mgonna get you laid – anyway my friend Raphael is sorely in need of a good time because he has a stick up his ass so – “

Simon’s having conniptions atthis point. His mouth is hanging open and he’s staring blankly at the screen,trying to figure out how this is his life. The other man’s voice cuts off, andthen starts up again, sounding out of breath like he’s running.

“So listen carefully I need you to do whatever it is you do becauseRaphael keeps mooning over this new employee he has and wow he needs to ask that dude out already so if you could blow himor something and restore his confidence- “

“BANE!” a clearer voice shouts, and oh, that voice Simon recognizes. He winces as the phone makes a staticnoise, more alarming sounds coming from it, before Raphael speaks.

“Hi,” he says, his voice low and raspy and oh God, Simon wants to die rather than have this conversation. “I’m sosorry about my friend, he’s very, very drunk. He found your number in thebathroom at Pandemonium, I don’t know if – “

“My number?” Simon splutters,dropping his pen. “What?”

“Yes. I presume you didn’t know anything about this.” Raphaelcontinues. “I’m so sorry to disturb you – “

“Fucking Jace.” Simon mutters, half to himself, as memories of theirnight out rushes to the forefront of his mind. “Of course he’d do somethingidiotic like that.”

“Jace – Jace Wayland?” Raphael asks, and Simon freezes. Shit, how dumbis he that he forgot his boss doesn’t know he’s talking to Simon? “Do I…knowyou?” There’s a pause on the other end of the line, and Simon closes his eyesand prays dear God please open up a holein the ground straight to the nearest volcano and dump me in there.

“Er.” Simon says, but that seems to be enough.

“Simon?” Raphael asks.

“The one and only.” He says weakly, making jazz hands even though heknows Raphael can’t see them. “Heyyy, Raphael.”

“You – why is your number in the Pandemonium bathroom?”

“So, funny story,” Simon runs a hand through his hair, “You know Jace,one of the legal reps for the Clave – well, he and I went out one night and…hemight have put my number there? We were pretty…out of it, to be fair.”

“Right.” Raphael says, and there’s a strange note in his voice. “Youknow that’s a gay club.”

“Yeah?” Simon frowns. “I know. Who was your friend on the line?”

“Oh, Magnus.” There’s the unmistakable sound of a whoop in thebackground, presumably the Magnus Raphael is talking about. “He ownsPandemonium. He just, ah, is going through something.”

“Poor guy.” Simon commiserates, before something occurs to him withgrowing dread. “Wait, Raphael, Magnus said something about – you having a thing for someone at work.”

“That’s none of your concern.” Raphael says, his voice firm andno-nonsense. Fortunately, Simon’s pretty immune to that voice, because it’salways coupled with that hint of a smile tugging at Raphael’s lips as he looksat Simon, so.

“Oh but it is.” Simonwheedles, his heart caught somewhere between elation and dread. If he finds outtonight that Raphael actually has the hots for someone else, it’s going tosuck. There’s no way around it. But still – isn’t it better to know then to be left in limbo? “Come on,Raphael, I’m bored and I need something entertaining – “

“You’re bored? Go watch one of your ridiculous shows.” Raphaelresponds. “Also, I don’t think my…feelings…are entertaining.”

“There’s no TV in the office, I can’t watch anything. And I didn’t meanto imply anything less about your feelings.” Simon hastens to say. “But, youknow. It’s you! Who has the mighty Raphael Santiago fallen for?”

“The office?” Raphael asks, ignoring the rest of Simon’s sentence.“You’re still at work?”

“Oh. Yeah.” Simon says, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “Justfinishing up the risk analysis.”

“It’s almost eleven. Go home, Simon.” Raphael says, his voice tired.“I’m sure someone is waiting up for you.”

“Nope.” Simon huffs out a laugh, idly tracing the keys on his keyboard.“I, uh – no one’s waiting up for me.”

“No?” Raphael asks. His voice is quiet now, and Simon almost misses thenext words. “That’s a shame.”

“Right.” Simons says, his voice thick. There’s a sudden lump in histhroat that he can’t swallow around, something nameless and infinitelyterrifying, full of possibilities, settling around him at Raphael’s words. “Um.You?”

“What?”

“Is anyone waiting up for you?”

“No.” Raphael laughs bitterly. “No, I – don’t have what it takes to bein a relationship.”

“Don’t have what it – are you drunk?”

“No.” Raphael is silent for a while before he speaks again. “Just verytired.”

“Then go home and sleep.” Simon rubs a hand over his face, theadrenaline draining out of him as he considers that it really was ridiculous tohope, just a little, that Raphael thought of Simon the same way Simon thoughtof him. “I’ll finish up here and leave soon too.”

“Alright.” Raphael says on the other end, and then he hangs up. Simonstares at his phone for a few minutes before he fires off a text to Jacetelling him exactly where he can shove himself and his drunk ideas. The tattooswere nice, but the late-night phone call from his boss breaking his heart was decidedly not nice.

He shuffles together his reports and stacks them up, regarding themwarily. It’s time for him to go home and sleep off his melancholy mood. Heshuts down his computer and is just grabbing his keys when he hears footsteps.

“Hello?” He calls, cautiously peering out of his office. In the dimlight, he sees someone familiar walking down the hallway. “Raphael? What thehell are you doing here?”

Raphael comes to a stop in front of him, his eyes intense as he looksat Simon. He’s wearing jeans and a leather jacket, and to be honest Simon didnot know Raphael owned anything other than suits. He looks really fucking good, as always, and his usuallyperfectly styled hair is mussed lightly, making him look like he just had sex.Simon swallows.

“You should know what happened tonight.” Raphael says seriously, andSimon frowns.

“I know what happened.” Hereasons. “It’s fine, honestly, Raphael, you couldn’t have known it was mynumber that your friend was calling.”

“He called the number because he was drunk, yeah, but also because hegenuinely wanted me to get my mind off of my feelings.”

“Right.” Simon attempts to smile, but judging by the look on Raphael’sface it came out more like a grimace. “Is everything okay?” Raphael is silentfor a long time, and then he swallows audibly.

“You.” He says to Simon. “They’re feelings for you.”

Simon is floored for a second, unable to do anything but gape atRaphael. The blanket of terror and elation from before is back, crashing intohim. He feels like a string pulled taut, hovering on the edge of a precipice.He never could have imagined that it would be Raphael instigating this.

“Really?” Simon manages to croak out. Raphael nods, and Simon breaksout into a grin. “Oh, thank Godbecause I feel the same way. About you.”

Raphael flinches at thatrevelation. Simon frowns then, taking in the tight lines across Raphael’s faceand the way he’s clenching his fists. “Raphael? What’s wrong?”

“You should know.” He gets out, his voice tight. “When Magnus calledand said those things about…having a good time, and all that – I don’t do that.Magnus wouldn’t even have called and said those things if he weren’t drunkhimself. It was a joke.”

“I figured as much.” Simon says slowly. “But you’re trying to saysomething else here?”

“Yeah, I’m.” Raphael exhales, and crosses his arms defensively. “I’masexual. I’m never going to want sex.”

Oh.

“I feel very strongly about you, Simon.” Raphael continues, his voiceveering into anguished territory, leaving Simon dazed with the amount ofemotion that’s behind his words. “I didn’t think I would ever feel anything aboutanyone, and I was okay with that. Butyou’re – different. And you deserve to be happy. This isn’t how I imaginedtelling you, but beggars can’t be choosers.” He says, shrugging his shouldersand giving Simon a self-deprecating smile. It’s heartbreaking.

“You make me happy.” Simonblurts out, desperate to alleviate the sadness that Raphael is carrying. “Ialways – your sense of humor is really aggressive and it took me a long time toparse out that when you were insulting me or not, but – my feelings for youaren’t based in sex.” He says.

Raphael makes a startled noise and steps back, searching Simon’s facefor something. Simon swallows and stands his ground.

“You – really?” Raphael asks.

“I’m not gonna lie and say that I immediately know what to do aboutit.” Simon says firmly. “We need to sit down and have a long talk about yourboundaries and my boundaries and how this is going to work out, but God – Ilike you. A lot. I want to work it out. I want to try, and I – I mean, do you want that?”

“More than you could know.” Raphael says slowly. Simon reaches out atentative hand.

“Can I…?” he asks, his voice unsteady. Raphael makes a noise and pullsSimon forward, wrapping him up in a tight embrace. Simon slides his arms aroundRaphael’s back, burying his face in Raphael’s hair and sighing contentedly.

“You use too much product in your hair.” Simon mutters, nosing over thestiff strands.

“This is a romantic moment.” Raphael fires back, tightening his grip onSimon’s waist. His voice is muffled as he presses his face into Simon’s neck.“You’re ruining it.”

“I’m making it better.” Simon counters, laughing. Raphael pulls backand looks at him, his eyes warm and trusting as he leans in to brush his nosealong Simon’s cheek.

“You make everything better.” He whispers hoarsely, his voice soft andawestruck.

“So do you.” Simon whispers back, his voice equally as awestruck.

It’s almost midnight, and they’re in a drab high-rise office buildingin the middle of New York. Raphael smells like alcohol and sharp perfume, likethe club he’s made his way from, and Simon’s phone number is still etched intothe corner of a wall somewhere in a public restroom, something he really shouldtake care of. He and Raphael still need to figure out how a boss-employeerelationship is going to work, and they’re standing next to rows and rows ofcubicles. It’s not exactly a fairy-tale romance. It’s the furthest thing fromthat – it’s just them swaying slightly, wrapped up in each other, under theweak fluorescent lights of the office.

But it’s more perfect than anything Simon could have ever imagined,because Raphael is here, in his arms,and that’s enough of a fairy-tale for him.

#saphael #simon lewis #raphael santiago #shadowhunters #i write sometimes

[avada-matata]

I was tagged by @kikikikimagure so we’ll see how this goes

Rules-answer the questions, tag 20 peeps

Nickname: Nellie, or nell irl just call me that here too w/e

Star sign: aries

Height: 5'6" ish

Time rn: 15:23

Last thing I googled: Yuri on ice (lol it’s for refs)

Fav music artist: prob like fall out boy, Hayley kiyoko, the cast of Hamilton, u no

Song stuck in my head: read u wrote u by ru Paul (yes from ru Paul’s drag race and specifically katyas part lol thx gab)

Last movie I watched: Hurricane Bianca on Netflix, fantastic movie and before that the Bee Movie I shit u not

Last show I watched: either Tokyo ghoul or Yuri on ice I honestly forget which one

What I’m wearing rn: black fuzzy socks, black leggings, gray turtleneck shirt and over that a penn state football crew neck I stole from my dad, 4/6 possible earrings and my hairs up if ur wondering

When I created this blog: probably like mid sophomore year which was like..2013? Maybe? (It was honestly disgusting and superwh*lock like if I saw my blog from back then appear on my dash I would hit block so fast lmao)

The kind of stuff i post: mostly memes and fan stuff of whatever fandom I happen to be in at the time and also art :D

Do you have any other blogs?: ya I got one just for art which is @lanadarthrey and one for a webcomic I’m planning which is @polariswebcomic and another one that I’m not tagging but just lets me keep up with stuff I make/is a URL saver

Do you get asks regularly?: lmaooooooooooo I have one friend who sends me asks when I rb the thingys and she’s amazing and that’s about it lol

Why did I choose my URL: ok it’s like avada kedavra and hakuna matata but like mixed up idk it amused me

Gender: female

Hogwarts house: I think I took the pottermore quiz twice and I got hufflepuff once and then gryffindor but at my hp club at school I got sorted into slytherin?? So I don’t know lmao

Pokémon team: Valor!!!

Fav color: its always been purple as #1 but I also like navy and maroon

Average hours of sleep: lmaoooo over break it was prob like 10-12 cuz I’d stay up till like 4 and sleep hella late but now that classes r gonna start I’m gonna say like..in the 4-7 range lol

Lucky number: 8 (it’s not lucky it’s just my favorite number for years so)

Fav characters: oh god here we go.. Ahsoka Tano, Darth Vader/Anakin Skywalker, Darth Revan (not the grease white guy revan, the fem or nb revan), Moana, Mulan, Princess Leia Organa, Luke Skywalker, Finn (sw) god I love him, Rey (sw), Yuri Katsuki, Touka Kirishima (Tokyo ghoul), Peridot, Amethyst, Yang (rwby) Sombra (even tho I’ve never played overwatch in my life lmao) um that’s all I can think of rn

How many blankets do you sleep with?: currently.., 4

Dream job: astronaut (shut up I love space), if not that then something else in the field of astrophysics, hopefully exoplanets

Following: 4991 lmao Im tryna go through that and narrow it down but it takes fucking forever man

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#nell speaks #u don't have to do it if u don't wanna tbh