#ノstim

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ Dr. House & James William agere stimboard ໒ ˚⁎

╭ with a red and black theme !╮

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╰ read my dni b4 interacting !! ╯

[traumagenic-positivity]

╱|、 (˚ˎ 。7 |、˜〵 じしˍ,)ノ

here we go, for everyone here <33 a cat!

kitty!!!! we've adapted saying "kittyyyyuhh!!!" as a vocal stim, but also just a default word for any animal,,

we saw a dog and went "kittyyyuhh!!!!!!" it's jover </3 /silly!!

[localcatmutt]

I GENUINELY enjoy wearing tails. Even if I weren't a therian, I would love the accessory. Not only are they beautiful and unique, but they also allow for people like me who have autism to stim with the texture of the fur.

If i could, id wear a tail all the time. It brings me so much comfort and peace. I love the way it looks. And i match them to my outfits.

Unfortunately the world sees tails differently. Some will accuse you of killing innocent animals before you can even explain the ethical source you got it from. Others will call you slurs or degrade you in many ways.

But... tails are no different than chains, necklaces, earrings, or any other accessory. It expresses yourself. And adds a touch of nature to your outfit. I mean, for centuries people all around the world wore fur. Wether its in the form of a hat, boots, coats, scarves, or embellishments to other casual clothing pieces. I dont get why so many hate on wearing tails.

As long as its from an ethical source, then... there really isnt any harm to it. If anything you are honouring the death of the animal by not letting any scraps go to waste.

If i could id honestly wear one everywhere. Including work. ヽ(´Д｀;)ノ

[pyromegalomaniac]

Hehhhhh

anyways Wally Darling x Reader who has stims. (Scratching[self or objects close by but not people], making random noises, bonking people, biting (gently), tapping, leg bouncing etc)

they stare at each other for hours no blinking allowed

Holy wowzers, 112-writes!! This is such a prompt!! Very prompt!! Gosh my head is swirling with ideas... Enjoy!!!

(♡˙︶˙♡)

Wally x stimmy!reader headcanons

🍎👋👏🙌

Flicking the stems on apples

Playing with Wally's hair

Wally likes to sing, and sometimes you'll join in even if you don't know the words by making background noises

Repeating words and phrases a lot to yourself

Wally likes stimming too!!

He repeats stuff too, and sings and hums to himself a lot

His ascot is a very soft material, and you both like running your hands over it

Sometimes to greet people you'll gently bonk their noggin

It's hard to reach because he's so tall but Barnaby thinks it's really fun and started doing it too

If you have a pet you like scratching and stroking them

Same thing with stuffed animals

Just nomming on people (especially Wally)

Getting little nicknacks to play with from the bugdega like rubber bands and such

Sally noticed you like moving your whole body to stim so she'll cast you for dancing parts in the plays she puts on

Julie has taught you plenty of clapping games, and it's fun to play those with her

Hopscotch also

You and Wally like to lay on the ground on partly cloudy days and look at the different shapes in the clouds

Or just look at each other

Looking at the bright patterns in Wally's clothes

You and Wally will doodle with either paper and pencils or paint

Wally doesn't doodle anything in particular most of the time, just swirlies

Listening to him sing

And his laughter

Sometimes you'll just roll around on the ground

Barnaby thinks that's really fun to do and he'll roll in the grass with you

Or laying completely still and not doing anything

Maybe looking at something

Wally loves doing that with you

Hope I got the vibe you were looking for 112 writes!!! I had fun writing these, and I was able to draw from some of my own experiences since I stim too!! I tried to get every sensory type I could think of, but I couldn't fit any more than two audio based ones in there or it'd probably get too long... oh well!!!

Thanks again for the request, I had so much fun writing these and I look forward to doing more in the future!!! Much love!!!

ヽ(>∀<☆)ノ

[patchwork-stims]

❄️ -> The Winter King (Fionna and Cake) stimboard

📝 -> With bigender stims and minor snow stims

✏️ -> Requested by: @francizmayhem

📁 -> X - X - X | X - ❄️ - X | X - X - X

✉️ -> Requests: Open!

📌 -> Divider by: @zerowhy

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This took sorta long (|||´-`) I was lucky to find a few bigender stims since it's not that well known (･ω･) I hope this looks ok ( ≧∀≦)ノ

[gins-stim-emporium]

doatomosoup ( doatunny x mr. tomo x me ) stimboard (with stim toys) FOR ME AND @doatunny !!!! ヽ(>∀<☆)ノ

balloon dog / drawing / jesse pinkman?!

tangle / 💝 / squishy

pencil spin / triceratops / paints

[starstruckstufful]

hiii!!! i noticed your requests were open sooo could i request a stimboard of yugi mutou from yugioh ? :3 with cards and purple/pink slime maybe? with no soap stims :3

yugi mutou stimboard with cards and slime stims for anon

here u go ! ヽ(*￣▽￣*)ノ

🃏 purple/pink stimboard 💫 requests open ✔

x | x | x x | o | x x | x | x

[angelo-the-doctor-of-feelings]

hi mikey. i’m really sorry i made you cry when i sent that ask to donnie.-G

Don't worry about it!

Dr. Feelings is very very emotional. I appreciate you taking the time to write to me! That's... very thoughtful & kind, but no need to apologise.

。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。

I hope you are feeling better now?

If that is the case, then every tear I shed was worth it.

It's my goal to make people happy.

Donnie came bursting into my room with his phone up & showing your inbox to me while tears streamed down his face. Donatello & crying? That doesn't happen often! I do know why.

You two are very similar. That is why he was so upset. He saw himself in you.

Donnie has made similar experiences than you & he felt the same way as you do. (Oh gosh, hopefully he won't be mad at me for sharing this.)

That made me cry.

I wish you a great day or night! ✨️

Edit: link to the post that is referred to

[ttwistaa]

⋮ 【 welc˳ 2 my blog .ᐟ 】 ⋮

𝘇 𐰁 this account is ran by a minor ,

︻デ═一 . ~ ~ ~

this is mostly just a stim/food blog, but as u can tell, im not as active on here

— ser , any prns.

unfortunately, i deal with severe anxiety and bpd which obviously affects my daily life , so im not even as active on tiktok either. i also get burnt out easily especially since i have a busy life

if u see a gifset made by me, ITS BY ME, unless stated. if u decide to use it, pls credit me thanks

i dont really have a dni list, just as long as ur not weird u can interact :p

— ☆ : thats prtty much all ノ have a good day

[ remade intro. ]

[lune-yaks]

✩Sketches of the day !✩

ヽ(；▽；)ノ

(Click on the drawings for better quality)

Random Yakko using references found online

And Warners doing a bunch of stims that I do !

[kittykittyanon]

SQUEEEEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEEE!!! ヽ(>∀<☆)ノヽ(>∀<☆)ノ!!!!!!!!!!!!

CHIIIIPPPP!!! GAHHHHHHH THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUUU!!!

UTS A CAT!!! ITS SA LOAFG CAT!!!!! SCREAMING JUMPING UP AND DOWN HOLDING THIS POST LIKE SIMBA!!!! ヽ(>∀<☆)ノヽ(>∀<☆)ノヽ(>∀<☆)ノ(≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦) (≧▽≦)!!!!!1!1!1!1!!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!!

STIMMING STIMMING STIMMING THIS PICREW BRINGS ME SO MUCH JOY LOOKK!!! LOOOOOOKKKK!!!!

SILLIES!! SILLIES!!! — @hystericalseavision @aggressiveanon @ittybittyworm @ziipzeepzop-eez @fluffyr0cky @skrapa-doodlzz @finleyforevermore @lykaiosthinks — LOOK!! LOOK!!! ((don't forget!! no pressure!!! if you do it,, then you do it;; and if you don't,, then you don't!! no pressure (≧▽≦)!!))

loaf chain !! make yourself into a loaf cat and tag your friends !

@rosethorn-zz, @ezandaces, @sunnyinajar

[hamelinsnightmare]

悪食娘コンチータ

🥩 🔪 🥩 🔪 🥩 🔪 🥩 🔪

[anything-viva]

soon...

[purplehazestims]

↳ tsukasaki stimboard w/ pink stims ヽ(*´▽)ノ♪

☆ ☆ ☆ | ★ ☆ ★ | ☆ ☆ ☆ . psd

[st4rsinthenight]

★M'kay, I am calm now, I suppose. Still a bit shocked, in a positive manner of course.— Im still happy stimming while typing this. /srs

maybe your sona got caught snatching donnie's stuff (つω`｡)?? it's supposed to be present dontron,, but he looks like future donnie so i guess he can also be that...? whatever you want!!! ヽ(>∀<☆)ノ(((o(*°▽°*)o)) (((o(*°▽°*)o)))

huuhhhh. it is a pretty cool scenario erh, they are like a alien borrower, who is a little too curious about the kind of stuff thay humans.. mutants— living beings in general have and such. Curiousity got the cat killed expect the cat is stellar being from outer space and.. they are not killed, yet, but rather caught by a mutant softshell who is also a scientist. Get caught little dum-dum, they be chased around for interrogation and such (—‹ —).

*..little nightmares theme songs playing in the background* (specifically 'The Way Out' it would be suitable for a chase that may or may not escalate into something more.. heated in the process?? I dunno)

((alt context could be that steren accidentally vwooped themself into the bad end future and was noticed by future purple man? (•⩊•)))

Oooh, Isekai I see— and in an universe where the world is basically infested with alien species. Alien species which tale says that they came from the stars as well.. wait a moment that could giveanotherreasonfordonnietohuntthemdown. /silly They may be seen as some sort of a threat to the base, thanks to how the Kraang has destimated the planet and well.. steren/astro is an alien after all.

Also the reference that you used for my sona is like peak humour. I think. /gen

the original donnie looking down at steren before i realized it doesn't quite make sense and extended it with the addition of tilting everything,,, and the height difference between steren and donnie ((6 inches is 15.20 cm and 5'3 is 160 cm)) that i used!!!

Okay so, I assume that you had trouble with the perspective. Understandable, drawing perspective sucks and it can look a bit.. odd. More so trying to accurately capture the height/angle that you want the characters to look at. If that makes sense (—‹ —;). Though it is still cool that you tried, and you as well did some research on their heights as well— (accuracy is cool guys) /gen + /pos.

I feel envious of my sona's height. Why can't I be at a size where I can reach someone's ankle ?? I mean, I would encourage them to bite his ankle (and steal his moment) in case he tries to capture em or something that. Erh, they have no mouth. So that would not be an option. Still, I can envision them latching their tiny form onto his ankle or something and such, muahaha — scare the smart kid (or ..the old man).

sorry if i'm annoying you with these random art posts,, i don't want to make you feel like you have to respond every time (＃＞＜) (＃＞＜) !!!

M'kay, two words: It's fine

..more words, feel free to skip through this: I actually feel quite happy when you, or anyone else for that matter, creates something based on my stuff and such. Though I may get a little overwhelmed by it, positively though, I am not annoyed, you don't have to worry about that. As for you being worried about me feeling pressured about giving feedback, it's okay honestly. I do enjoy giving feedback to others and let them know that I acknowledge their work and such— as well as share my thoughts on stuff that is either made for me, or not. Though, I may not always give the same kind of lengthful feedback. I think. So in short, yeah, you're fine (0 ›0). /gen

i remember seeing you say something about a first-person g/t horror game and i thought of this a while after!! i think i drew this two to three days ago?? i drew steren first then donatello;;

..weeeergggg. /POS

first thing I am noticing is that you took inspiration of my idea for a G/t first person horror game. which, woah— this just give me the idea of—

*... little nightmares theme songs increasing in volume*

after that i realized that if i wanted it to be from the pov of steren looking up at him; i'd have to either redraw the entire thing ((i realized it only after i finished rendering)) or duplicate everything and use the transform thingy to fix the perspective and move the color layers to fit into the lineart :PPit made me take a break from it for like a day or two cause i got a little overwhelmed after shrimping over my pc screen for a few hours but i finished it!! ta-daahhh!!!! it still kinda doesn't look right to me

...urrhhh, unneeded reminder to not let your self get overwhelmed while doing something urh— shrimping over a computer screen ain't exactly the healthiest thing y'know. Glad you allowed your self to take a breather after all that work you put onto the art-piece though.

Erhhh, what else. I dunno. Cool gift =P /gen★

click on the image and up your brightness for the second pic!!! it came out darker than i expected it to LMAO ((it looks lighter on my laptop screen :<))

@starsinthenigth i'm not sure what the context of this is,, maybe your sona got caught snatching donnie's stuff (つω`｡)?? it's supposed to be present dontron,, but he looks like future donnie so i guess he can also be that...? whatever you want!!! ヽ(>∀<☆)ノ(((o(*°▽°*)o)) (((o(*°▽°*)o)))

((alt context could be that steren accidentally vwooped themself into the bad end future and was noticed by future purple man? (•⩊•)))

from left to right;; it's the reference i used for the fisheye lens thingy ((brock lee,, found it after searching 'fisheye' on pinterest HSHFKDJF)),, the original donnie looking down at steren before i realized it doesn't quite make sense and extended it with the addition of tilting everything,,, and the height difference between steren and donnie ((6 inches is 15.20 cm and 5'3 is 160 cm)) that i used!!!

sorry if i'm annoying you with these random art posts,, i don't want to make you feel like you have to respond every time (＃＞＜) (＃＞＜) !!!

i remember seeing you say something about a first-person g/t horror game and i thought of this a while after!! i think i drew this two to three days ago?? i drew steren first then donatello;; but after that i realized that if i wanted it to be from the pov of steren looking up at him; i'd have to either redraw the entire thing ((i realized it only after i finished rendering)) or duplicate everything and use the transform thingy to fix the perspective and move the color layers to fit into the lineart :PP

it made me take a break from it for like a day or two cause i got a little overwhelmed after shrimping over my pc screen for a few hours but i finished it!! ta-daahhh!!!! it still kinda doesn't look right to me ((i feel like donnie should still be a little bigger than that..? not sure though,, i can't exactly visualize how it would look very well)) but i don't feel like editing it a second time (ノ*°▽°*) (ノ*°▽°*) !!!! /lh

[crispyjenkins]

fic with ahsoka as Obi-Wans Padawan? Maybe some angsty jangobi? (Used to be together but broke up and now they pine from afar™️)

(i’m devastated that i don’t get to write ahsoka much, especially as obi’s padawan, so that an anon would come into my inbox.... and request jangobi on top of it..... seriously, though, thank you! can’t say i wasn’t inspired by @autumnchild22’s Kenobi Tano AU, but this doesn’t share almost anything with their take of events (ノ*´◡`) i’m flattered y’all thought i could do something of theirs justice lmao

i have written entirely too much backstory for this one, i think my brainstorming ended up longer than the actual fic so like. rip. 

support artists and writers by reblogging, message me for more info if this confuses you!)

  It surprises everyone except Obi-Wan that not only does Jango join the clones on the front lines, but he does so as the ARC troopers’ medic. That the son of the Mand’alor murdered by the Jedi would allow his kid to be apprenticed by a lifetime Council member is already hard enough for the galaxy at large to swallow; believing that the man who had at once been the most feared bounty hunter in the Outer Rim wouldn’t even ask for a command position? Impossible.

  Obi-Wan knows better. Just as Obi-Wan had picked up Soresu because he could not protect his master on Naboo, Jango had learned to put people back together because he could not save his buir on Korda 6. 

  Besides, Obi-Wan thinks Mace is a wonderful match for little Boba, even though he’s joining the Jedi older than even Anakin had been. Knowing Mace was among the Jedi to liberate the spice freighter Jango had been sold to, and that he had continued to check in on Jango for years after he got his armor back, Obi-Wan actually finds it rather silly that others on the Council had thought Jango would trust Boba to anyone else. 

  Which does leave Obi-Wan in quite the predicament, when less than a year after Anakin's knighting, Mace sends him a new padawan in the middle of a campaign. 

  Ahsoka smiles with all canines, and calls Anakin Skyguy, and has to be tricked into wearing more armor because, according to Cody, she is "not to take the General's lack of self-preservation as the status quo, nor as the basis for field safety." Which, rude, Obi-Wan wears plenty of armor when the situation calls for it; he simply doesn't find many situations where plasteel has kept his men or the Jedi from dying horribly.

  Letting Ahsoka gallivant around a battlefield in a tube-top without even a cloak, however, is out of the question, and Obi-Wan thinks Waxer does a brilliant job in sizing down the armor to fit their collective padawan over the next few months. Force, had Anakin really been younger than she when he first started taking him on missions?

  "Master?"

  Obi-Wan blinks, and smiles down at Ahsoka standing next to him, his apprentice looking quite dashing in the orange paint of the 212th. "Sorry, my dear, what were you saying?"

  She shrugs, eyeing him suspiciously. "'Was just asking if we would be working with the ARC troopers on Kiros; Captain Fordo said he would show me how to use a blaster rifle next time they were on the Negotiator."

  The Kaminoans intended for a few ARC troopers to be sent with each battalion, but it had quickly become clear that Jango had not trained them that way. Instead, he had raised and created a strike team so efficient, it would have been a waste to separate them; Obi-Wan knows Jango had hand-picked them from cadets, had searched for a spark in them that the Kaminoans hadn't already snuffed out completely. Jango had been like that once, too.

  "I would be surprised if we didn't," Obi-Wan decides on, turning back to observe the 212th loading into the Negotiator, and he would be, because the ARCs are often deployed with Obi-Wan’s men, have been since the Battle of Kamino. "But I have not heard anything from Master Shaak Ti, nor Captain Fordo as of yet."

  Ahsoka scrunches up her face into a pout, an amusing show of her age that she usually does not allow. "We'll probably get halfway through the mission and they'll just show up."

  Obi-Wan chuckles. “Hm, yes, probably,” he agrees, starting to make his way down to the hangar to join his men with Ahsoka trotting along behind, “but perhaps I can convince Captain Fordo not to surprise us too badly this time.”

-

  When the ARC troopers finally storm the Kadavo Processing Facility with Anakin and the Jedi on their heels, the warden Agruss is already dead.

  The sudden swell of Jedi presence is nearly blinding after a month of helplessness, but Obi-Wan can't tap out, not yet. Rex, satisfied and vindictive and relieved, sways dangerously and automatically reaches out to Obi-Wan to steady himself. 

  That Rex trusts him enough to not even think about rank before asking for help warms Obi-Wan in ways he doesn't yet have the words for — he wraps Rex's arm around his shoulders and takes half his weight happily.

  "Thank you," Obi-Wan finds himself murmuring as he helps Rex towards the doors, and only smiles at the captain's bemused expression. 

  "Whatever for, General?" he asks, even as he looks back over their shoulders across the room, to Agruss impaled to his chair with the electrostaff still sparking. Then he returns Obi-Wan’s smile, shaking his head. "That's not very Jedi-like of you, sir."

  "I'm afraid I haven't felt much a Jedi since Kiros, my dear." Which is perhaps too honest to allow himself before he's had a proper meal and a full night's rest, but if there is anyone who will understand, it is the man that lived it with him. "We could wait up here for Anakin to find us, but it will likely be a while before they can spare him to start looking; do you think you can keep your feet long enough for us to reach the ground floor?"

  Rex snorts and gives a vague wave of his free hand towards the elevators. "Well, I'm certainly not going to wait up here like some damsel, sir, and General Skywalker would kill me if I let you wander around on your own."

  "Well!" Obi-Wan laughs, for the first time in weeks, and hitches Rex up to get a better grip on his waist. "In that case, we really should not keep him waiting."

  They somehow time it perfectly for what the 187th and the 501st to have just finished rounding up the slavers in the courtyard when he and Rex hobble out of a side door of the warden's tower. Lieutenant Law oversees the Togrutas' move to Mace’s flagship Solace, and Obi-Wan easily picks him and Boba out from the crowd, standing at the base of the loading ramp and speaking with the Kiros colony's governor. Anakin is nowhere to be seen, but Obi-Wan doesn't get the chance to keep looking before Kix spots them from his place by the medical frigate; a shout passes over the nearby clones like a wave, until Kix and an ARC trooper break away to (gently) manhandle both him and Rex to the frigate. 

  The 187th's medic, Oro, is already on board seeing to the Togrutas too injured to wait for triage on the Solace, snapping a distracted salute that Obi-Wan quickly waves off as he helps heft Rex onto a hoverbed. He fully intends to duck back out and check in with Mace, though things seem well in hand without him, but the ARC with Kix takes off his helmet and glares, until Obi-Wan meekly shuffles to the next hoverbed over.

  He could never refuse Jango, after all. 

  "You repainted your armor," he says conversationally, as Jango pulls a scanner from the bandoleer around his chest and has Obi-Wan roll up his right sleeve. 

  "'Lost the last set to a sarlacc before our deployment to Kiros," Jango snorts, Concord Dawn accent stronger than any of his clones. "Though it looks like your mission had its fair share of excitement." Running the scanner over the electrical burns on Obi-Wan’s arm, Jango raises an eyebrow at the dried blood on the shoulder of his tunics; Obi-Wan honestly doesn't remember if it's his or not.

  And he can only smile at Jango, because even with a decade and a war between them, the corner of Jango's mouth still twitches when he's stressed. "Well, it certainly wasn't boring, my dear," Obi-Wan says, opening the neck of his tunic enough for Jango to stick him with a hypospray that hopefully won't make him too high. "And I can't say I'm looking forward to what is surely going to be a long dip in the bacta tank."

  He gets a laugh for that, and can't think of the last time they had done more than make eye contact from opposite sides of a ship. Perhaps it had been Kamino, when Taun We had first sent for the Jedi to meet the army created for them. 

  Obi-Wan had rather thought Jango dead until then, when he had disappeared from the galaxy abruptly as if he had never lived in it at all. For a time, Obi-Wan believed he had just gotten cold feet, that finally meeting Anakin made it all a little too personal too quickly, but then even Mace could not get a hold of him and no one had seen a Mandalorian bounty hunter in months.

  Their... conversation, Jango's stilted explanations of his absence and of how little he actually knew about the purpose for the clones he helped create, left far too much unsaid, but then Obi-Wan had been sent to Geonosis and, well. It's been nearly two years now, and Obi-Wan isn't sure if he's even seen Jango without his helmet since then. 

  His eyes flick over Obi-Wan’s face, the left side of his lips twitching as if knowing exactly what Obi-Wan is thinking — and he might not put it past him. 

  "Where are Anakin and Ahsoka?" Obi-Wan hears himself ask, when the silence grows heavy with those unsaid words. And he really would like to check in with his padawan, he can't imagine her last month has been a picnic either.

  Jango sticks him with another stim before answering, "Mace sent Skywalker to make sure no slave is missed, and no slaver isn't arrested. As for your new foundling..." That little smile comes back, as Jango nods out the back of the frigate to where someone is cutting a line through the clones guarding their new prisoners. 

  "Oh dear," Obi-Wan mumbles, barely having time to brace himself before Ahsoka is launching herself at him, and all he can think is how relieved he is to see her out of her slave disguise. Jango steps cleanly out of the way to let Ahsoka smother herself in Obi-Wan’s chest, though it doesn’t stop him from starting to prep bacta patches to tide him over until they can get to the Negotiator’s medbay.

  “Hello, little one,” Obi-Wan murmurs, carefully loosening the tight net of his shields for the first time since Zygerria and letting Ahsoka’s presence flood his mind. 

  “It’s good to see you, Master ‘Nobi,” she says into his tunics, and her voice does not waver at all.

  He manages a chuckle, though it does not hold nearly as well as Ahsoka’s, as he feels himself finally relax. Anakin, of course, senses the both of them immediately and prods at their minds, but neither Obi-Wan nor his padawan acknowledge him. “I take it the Queen is dead?”

  Ahsoka sighs and pulls back enough to nod. “Count Dooku was there, Skyguy barely got us all out.”

  “That was a week ago,” Jango adds, not looking up from the datapad he’s logging Obi-Wan’s injuries into. “Even with the Queen giving us the location of the Processing Facility, we had to wait for the 187th to catch up.”

  Running his palm from the top of her head down her hind lek, Ahsoka melts back against him with a Togruta churr he rarely has the pleasure of hearing from her. “Hm, and I imagine Boba was thrilled to work with the ARC troopers.”

  Jango snorts, because they both know Boba is thirteen and his rebellious stage where he wants nothing to do with his father for fear of losing his independence. “Originally, the 104th was the closest battalion, but were held up in their own campaign. ‘Honestly didn’t think we could keep Skywalker from rushing in anyways.”

  And Obi-Wan has to wince at that, because no matter what he does, he can’t seem to find a way to teach Anakin about attachment in words he understands; truthfully, Obi-Wan wouldn’t have had him knighted until he had at least attempted to master that part of his mind, but, well, the War had different opinions.

  “I’m actually just surprised he didn’t try to fight Dooku,” Ahsoka admits, finally releasing Obi-Wan only to hop up on the hoverbed next to him. Jango immediately pulls Obi-Wan’s bare arm back to himself to start slapping the bacta patches over the worst of his burns. “Master Windu had a talk with him, though, I think it was good for him.”

  “I’d like to see that!” Jango barks, only half sarcastically: he knows better than most, the sorts of things Mace Windu can talk someone out of, and if it worked for one ex-slave, why shouldn’t it work on another?

  Ah, perhaps that shared history should not have slipped Obi-Wan’s mind, not here with thousands of freed slaves needing aid for injuries Jango is intimately familiar with.

  “And are you alright?” he asks before he can talk himself out of it, as Jango is cutting his sleeve further back. His brow ticks back up, clearly bewildered by what Obi-Wan could be referring to, but it’s Ahsoka that leans around Obi-Wan to sniff triumphantly up at Jango.

  “I told you he still likes you,” she says, and Jango’s hand freezes on Obi-Wan’s wrist.

  Obi-Wan sighs. “Ahsoka.”

  But instead of denying that he might have actually had such a conversation with Obi-Wan’s padawan, Jango coughs on a laugh. “So you did, edee. To be fair, I did not think that was the issue.”

  Ahsoka rolls her eyes, leaning back into Obi-Wan’s side as he automatically raises his arm to accommodate her. “He thinks he lost his chance, Master ‘Nobi,” she tells him. “Even Cody thinks he’s full of banthashit.”

  Where Obi-Wan feels a little shell-shocked by the turn in conversation, Jango simply keeps that tiny smile — even if it looks bittersweet and self-deprecating now. “Your foundling has spent the last week talking me in circles about this, I almost think she’s as stubborn as you.”

  “I’ll take that as a compliment, I think,” Obi-Wan returns, sarcasm an automatic, subconscious response. 

  “I wouldn’t need to talk you in circles if you two just talked to each other.”

  Shaking his head in bemusement, Obi-Wan gently fixes Ahsoka’s slika beads to lay properly around her montrals. “I’m afraid there’s quite a lot of history there, little one; most of which I’m sure Jango did not actually share with you.”

  She wrinkles her nose. “No, he refuses to tell me anything except that you met on a mission. And that he saved your ass from Jabba the Hutt.”

  Obi-Wan snaps his eyes to Jango, who looks absolutely anywhere but at him. “Is that how you remember it going, my dear?”

  “Could we do this later?”

  “Because if I recall correctly, and I do, this is not the first time you’ve lost your armor to a sarlacc.”

  Jango looks to the ceiling for patience. 

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Mando'a: buir — “parent”, gender neutral  Mand’alor — “Sole ruler”, contended ruler of Mandalore. edee — “teeth”, “jaws”, used here as an affectionate name for Ahsoka. because she teeth.