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AUBREY HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME CRY LIKE THIS ON A FRIDAY NIGHT??! AHHHH š©š my heart is so full bc this is so soft and sweet and perfect! I love Din, heās literally taking over my mind and my life rn, and this was delivered perfectly!! Thank you thank you thank you! Canāt wait to pop back into your ask box
Aubrey!! Congrats on 600, babe! Iām gonna def have to have you indulge me in some tho(ugh)ts later but I wanted to start off w something more wholesome. With the amazing new episode of The Mandalorian, it got me thinking: thoughts on how Din would react if reader was force sensitive? Especially if reader is afraid of what that might mean for their safety. Thanks, love! š
Chas!!! oh. oh boy. im soft. im also watching the new episode right now and din has my whole heart. i have a newer headcanon that dinās something of an empath so donāt mind me :/ also I couldnāt tell ifĀ ātheir safetyā was referring to Din + Child or the reader and so I mostly went with the latter :)
dinās nature is anything but trusting, at least at first. when it comes down to it, youāre useful and competentāgood company, too, even he has to admit. but old habits die hard, and with them old fears and prejudices.
he did find it odd, however, that when you first used the Force in front of him, you apologized. profusely.Ā
but the moment passed, and you moved on. neither of you brought it up again, but din never forgot.
and so when you had your first run-in with a bounty hunter after the Child, he didnāt think anything of it. just another day on the run. the Child doesnāt seem to think much of it, either. so he doesnāt understand why, thirty minutes after you supposedly put the child to bed, you havenāt returned to your usual spot next to him in the cockpit.Ā
he pauses. he clenches his fists. he bites his tongue. and thenāhe charts the course, and leaves.Ā
heās halfway down the ladder into the hull when he hears it, and feels it too. the sniffling. the hitches in your breath. the way it suddenly feels like the walls are caving in.Ā
and once his feet are planted firmly on the ground, he sees you. curled up in the far corner with your knees against your chest. frozen.
āiāll be there in a minute.ā your voice is muffled. you still wonāt look at him.
din stands there for a minute. thatās it, isnāt it? youāve just given him permission to leave. to go back up to the cockpit and pretend to forget. but he... he canāt.Ā
he goes to you slowly, as lightly as he can manage with heavy boots against metal, and sinks down next to you. fuck. he miscalculated; he didnāt mean to sit this close to you, so close your shoulders are almost touching. but itās... nice,Ā like this. he canāt put his finger on it. he swears he can feel your warmth even through the beskar, and youāre not moving away from him. not even after a full minute passes away in silence.
āwhat... what are they...ā you swallow and pull your knees in tighter.Ā āwhat do they want him? that they keep hunting him? hunting us?ā
Ā āiām not sure. something to do withāwith his abilities.ā
he feels you tense next to him, and finds himself wishing he could give you a better answer.
āabilities... abilities like mine?ā
āiāi suppose so, yes.āĀ
ādo you think... with me here too...ā you donāt finish. but he hears your breath stop, sees your grip on your knees tighten. and itās like a coil inside him snaps.
āhey, heyāā din covers one of your hands with one of his and squeezes until your muscles relax.Ā ātheyāre not gonna do a single to you. to either of you.ā
you look up at him for the first time. you canāt see his eyes, of course, but he can see yours: they seem to pierce through the beskar, through his very skin and skull directly into his soul. and for all he knows, maybe they really do.Ā
āi promise.ā
you bite your lip, looking away while fresh tears fall. he catches them with his thumb; refusing to absorb into the leather, they simply run down the side of his hand.Ā
ābut... just in caseāā
āno. noĀ āin case.āā he tilts your face back up towards him.Ā āno harm will come to you. not while i live. iāi give you my word.ā
you stare at him so long, he goes near mad with the waiting. say something. anything.Ā if only his helmet had another setting, one for the mind and the soul, to see straight through the silence. no, no thatās silly. but you wonāt say a thing! what else is he supposed to doā
you press yourself against his side and rest your head against pauldron.Ā
he tenses, an old habit of his, even as he feels the tension leave your muscles. your breaths are steady. and youāre not digging your nails into your kneecaps anymore. but for your gentle breaths youāre still, and the light squeeze of his hand.Ā
fuck. fuck. fuck. this wasnāt supposed to happen. but youāre so peaceful and soft and warmĀ beside him, and he can feel himself relaxing more with each passing second. into the unforgiving metal floor, and the dented wall behind him. into you, and into the steady rise and fall of your chest. this... this is okay, right? he... he doesnāt have to get up right away. heās charted the course. itās okay. he... he can stay here. a while. still, resting, with his helmet pressed against your forehead.Ā
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ššŗšIf you receive this you make somebody happy. Go and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up. If you get it back even better ššŗš
^^ an actual picture of me running to you every time you are in my inbox š„ŗš„ŗš„ŗ I adore you Aubrey! ššš
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Hey, Chas! š I haven't seen you on my dash in a while so I just wanted to pop in and tell you I love you ššš And I hope you're having a great day, mi corazĆ³n!
Aubrey š©š©š© you always manage to put a smile on my face omg š„ŗš Iām sorry Iāve been a bit absent, Iāve been busy w an online class Iām taking! But Iām trying to get back on tumblr bc I miss you and everyone else! I love you and hope youāre doing well as well, thank you so much for checking in šššš
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Omg yes I love love LOVE this picrew! Thank you so much for the tag @obirain š edit: I also saw @bo-kryze tagged me so thank you love! You both look so nice! Edit #2: I also saw @princessxkenobi tagged me! Thank you too, doll! š
I decided to do myself and then a Jedi/Star Wars/mystic/magical version of myself.
No pressure tags: @mcu-padawan @filthybookworm @anakylo-skywlker @goldenkenobi @princessxkenobi and anyone else who wants to participate!!!
real me vs fantasy me // I had way too much fun doing this so just tagging some of yāall & anybody else that sees this!š @michaego @seawhisperer @myolniir @eznova @pascalz @mostly-megan @max--phillips
#chasity does thingz#picrew tag#aubrey tagš«ā£ļø#makayla tagš«ā£ļø#anne marie tagš«ā£ļø#obirain#bo-kryze#princessxkenobi
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I adore you, Aubrey, I really do šš i donāt know what I did to deserve such an amazing friend as you, really š„ŗš„ŗš„ŗ and Iād love your hugs š„ŗā¤ļø
Just want Poe Dameron to hug me and tell me everything is going to be okay š
#aubrey idk if iāve said this already but i love you šš#i adore you#youāre amazing#and im so thankful#aubrey tagš«ā£ļø#š« people who light up my life š„°āØ#obirain
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HI I ADORE YOU AND YOU DESERVE ALL THE LOVE AND FOLLOWERS AND ALL THE AMAZING THINGS THIS WORLD HAS TO OFFER! ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø congratulations, Aubrey, so so SO happy for you!! My heart is so full rn š„°š„°š„°š„°
800 Celebration! - Recs and Reblogs
So I reached 800 a few days ago?? I hadnāt made a post about it yet because I didnāt know what to do lol but we got there ! And thank you so much, everyone!!!! I legit donāt know what to say afsajkfdja itās a no thoughts, head empty kind of night oop.Ā
After some consideration, Iāve decided to celebrate with blog + fic recs and reblogs!Ā There are several ways you can participate:
1. Drop by my inbox/pms to rec me either:
a) a specific fic/fics by another author, or b) the authorās whole blog! In which case, Iāll pick a few works from their masterlist (or AO3 account) to post about :)
2. Stop by and recommend your own fic!!! Donāt be shy! If thereās a fic (or two) youāre really proud of that you think didnāt get enough love, please let me know and Iāll reblog it with love and reviews <333
Rules:
When you rec a fic (including your own), be sure to tell me what you like about it! When you rec an author, be sure to tell me what you like about them! Unless you wish to remain anonymous (please specify) Iāll publish your compliments along with my recs/reviews so that greater love among us may abound :)Ā
Please donāt send me smut fics :( However, sfw fics from 18+ blogs are fair game!
Iām absolutely down for both gen fics and reader inserts (particularly fics that donāt have a ton of notes!).Ā
This is a Star Wars blog looking for Star Wars fics :)
No more than 3 recs total per person
You do notĀ have to be following me to send me a rec! it would be much appreciated tho shshshsh
Iāll be taking recommendations through Tuesday, February 16th.Ā
If anyone has any questions/clarifications, be sure to send an ask my way!
In the mean time, Iāll continue to work through all requests and other wips. I know requests havenāt been open for real in a very long time, but I deeply appreciate your patience :ā) And I appreciate you sticking around! 800ā²s by no means *tumblr famous*, but I never imagined getting to this point - especially not in six months - and I absolutely wouldnāt have gotten through this year as well as I did without all of youĀ š„ŗ Iām also working on bigger (ish) celebrations for my next milestones, so keep your eyes peeled!Ā
TL;DR:Ā I love you all a lotĀ š„ŗ And I want to know how to love you better! This is me trying to give back what I can to a community thatās welcomed me with overwhelming love these past few months.Ā
Tagging some mutuals for signal boosting (please donāt feel pressured to respond to this ajkdf):
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BRO! AUBREY!! THIS...THIS IS AMAZING!! Itās already making my heart into a mush bUT I AM SO HERE FOR IT. I apologize it took me so long to get to it but oooo man I am SO READY for the next chapter!! The angst, the feeling, the EMOTIONS are portrayed so poetically, itās absolutely stunning. Amazing job Aubrey, I really cannot wait for the next one!
the house on the hill (wti ch. i)
Pairing:Ā Obi-Wan Kenobi x fem!Jedi!Reader Word Count:Ā 1.8k Genre:Ā angst and nothing else. angst oāclock my lads. Summary:Ā After the fall of the Empire, you return to the little house on the hill for the first time in six years. Itās long empty. Warnings/Tags:Ā detailed/intense depictions of grief, following major character death (yāall know who it is lmfao) A/N:Ā This is less of a chapter and more of a prologue, I suppose, as Obi-Wan doesnāt make a real appearance here. Itās some heavy stuff but things will get happier as the story progresses :ā) Also, a HUGE thank you to @corellians-onlyā for beta reading! (seriously. everyone go follow her. stop reading this fic and go follow her) - aubreyĀ š
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4 ABY
You hadnāt missed the scent of dust. The color, the texture. The way it gets in your mouth and sticks in your teeth, the way it clings to your cuticles and your hair and your scalp. The way it coats every surface no matter how often you dust, and grinds underfoot no matter how often you sweep.
When it wasnāt too hot, youād open the windows. Either the dust blew in with the breeze or all was still. Still, desolate,Ā paralyzedānothing but rock and dunes of blistering sand. Theyād lain there a thousand years and would for a thousand more, and they glared at you through the window into your little house on the hill.
No, youād missed the scent of home.Ā Fragrant tea like a dream of pressed flowers, spiced chai for nightly tete-a-tetes, the rare and cherished cup of caf. Savory stew on the stove and coarse bread in the oven. Nothing special. But it was hot and filling and a blissful distraction from the smell of your own sweat, of lingering bantha hair.
It was the scent of home that had sustained you. The scent of him,Ā of the little family and the little life youād made for yourselves. But heās been gone for years and the home empty. And now only a houseāfrozen in timeāand the scent of dust remain.
Thereās a mug on the dining table, little more than a nightstand. Hardly enough for one person, let alone two and then three. But you made it work, pulling in your elbows and knees, pressed up against each other. With the heat radiating off your limbs and the steam off your womp rat stew, and the hot air blowing through the windows on the most sweltering of nights, it could be downright infernal.
But then, in your mindās eye: old Ben Kenobi drinking his tea and alone at the table, with plenty of room to spread his legs. Just a few degrees cooler.Ā
Nausea sweeps over you like a tsunami of cold oceans past. Your head swims; your knees quake; your eyes are watery and desperate for sleep. But you canātānot yet, not at the table. So you sink onto the stool, gripping the mug with shaking hands. At its bottom long-dried tea leaves peek through the layers of dirt. Theyāve lost their scent, of course; theyāve sat here for years. This was a newer habit of hisā¦ Always so neat, so orderly. Yet heād leave out his empty cups for hours afterļæ½ļæ½
āThereās still a bit left,āĀ heād swear.Ā āIf they can dry out a little.ā
āItās just a few drops. Why not just make a new cup?ā
āNo sense in wasting the last of a good thing.ā
Heād shrug and youād shrug back. It was his tea, after all. As long as he cleaned up eventually (and he would), you couldnāt really argue.Ā
But now you circle the lip with your thumb and you thinkā¦ Maybe you should have argued more.Ā
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We the Indelible (owk x reader): SERIES CONCEPT
Pairing:Ā Obi-Wan Kenobi x fem!Jedi!Reader Chapters:Ā eight Genres:Ā will differ by chapter, but largely philosophical. this is an anthology series. Warnings (by chapter):Ā detailed depictions of grief and the grieving process (chapter 1, chapter 5). allusions to major and minor character death (ie. Obi-Wanās death in 0 BBY) (chapter 1, chapter 5). some spice/descriptions of intimacy but no outright smut (chapter 4, chapter 7). pregnancy (chapter 6). language.
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Youāve known Obi-Wan Kenobi since childhood. Heās yourā¦ friend? Colleague? Brother? No, he canāt be. Heās a more-than-friend, a more-than-partner; a brother would never look at you that way. You canāt even call him a soulmate, really, a separable yet compatible entity. If anything, heās your soulmatch:Ā sinews and fibers cut from the same cloth, two individuals in two separate bodies doomed to insoluble unity.Ā
But yours is a complicated life to lead. A loyalty to the Jedi, and a loyalty to yourself. Adherence to a Code that takes a lifetime to master. But whatās loyalty in the face of the existential horror of living? The death of the individual, the death of the beholder. Timeās vice grip on the living, timeās nonexistence, and the oblivion behind the curtain. Nothing lives forever: neither love nor grief nor simple stillness. Neither will you nor Obi-Wan nor the soul you share.
Or could it?
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Based on Mary Elizabeth Fryeās now famous 1932 poem,Ā āDo Not Stand at My Grave and Weepā:
Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow; I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sun on ripened grain; I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight; I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there; I did not die.
chapter 1 coming Dec. 4, 2020!
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The talent in this bus is ASTRONOMICAL
No but seriously, Aubrey, youāre on of my favorite writers and one of my favorite people on here! ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø love you lots, and Iām always always looking forward to your new work! šš
creator tag game!
(Thank you so much for tagging me @anakin-danvers and @mcu-padawan! I love you guysĀ š„ŗ)
Rules: Itās time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!Ā
I have to say, Iām not quite sure what to do! I didnāt create this blog until early July (ish?) so I donāt have that many works to choose from lol. I think Iāll justā¦ describe the stuff I did outside of tumblr as best as I can? Oop
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