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It's chilly out. Give cold boy your coat? Warning: could have unforeseen consequences. (fanart for friend @kingdomvel's sweet fic, "I've waited oh so long for you to come")

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@jarenka, i am deceased (laughing a lot). this is everything. the polka dots! the blue ruffled shirt bringing out the colour of his eyes! the poses and caption placements are on point, looks straight out of space tik-tok. ani's subscriber count must be off the charts, and the jealousy in the comments must be seething. also, don't know whose idea the marbled kitchen cabinets would be (padme's? her interior decorator's?), but they add a lot. thank you for drawing this, it made my evening.

Here he is, instagram tradwife Anakin, cooking for his family. Unlike other tradwifes he never talks about not voting and being uninterested in politics, because Padme disapproves telling so even just for lulz.

@heretolurkandnothingmore i think you'll like it.

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💜💜💜

(so: obi-wan sleepwalks. but rather than walking he cuddles people in his sleep)

(inspired by this sweet soft beautiful art of obi-wan & anakin cuddling by @heretolurkandnothingmore)

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The two of them shared a tent, him and Obi-Wan. Zipped up their sleeping bags together for warmth, having given away the thermolamp to Kix and the injured. 

This was the closest Anakin had come to Obi-Wan for many years. 

He felt a sudden urge to cry. Did he have to endure, on top of the night, an insurmountable distance between Master and old Padawan? Did he have to lie here, straight as a board, pretending it wasn’t the case that every instinct screamed to reach out? 

(He just needed the stars to stop screaming. Because if he tried, Anakin could hear every battle that was happening in the galaxy.) 

Slowly, however, Obi-Wan began to shift in his sleep. He turned onto his side, one arm seeking him out. Anakin tensed all over, but it didn’t stop the way Obi-Wan’s hand slid over his shoulder, gently nudging Anakin towards his chest. Too startled to resist, he leaned into the touch almost by instinct, and found himself shuffling in, until Obi-Wan was cradling him, just like he might have, a whole decade ago. 

Anakin’s heart was going into overdrive, but Obi-Wan made no indication whatsoever that anything was amiss. His knee pressed against Anakin’s, his head leaned down, inching towards him. Anakin could detect no overt Force suggestion coming from Obi-Wan, but somehow, his urge to panic gradually succumbed to the urge to melt into the embrace, and all at once, he deflated. 

The tension in his back loosened, and he curled in, towards Obi-Wan. From there, his heart slowed, until it matched the rate of their breathing. He let their legs tangle, and rested his head on the crook of Obi-Wan’s elbow. Anakin’s own hands were tucked between their bodies, and he fought the urge to flatten a palm against his old Master’s chest, to feel his heart beat into his hand. Anakin ducked his head, hiding a wobbly smile from himself as his forehead kissed the bridge of Obi-Wan’s brows. 

And finally, his eyes fluttered closed. 

Obi-Wan would not be holding you if he knew about the Tuskens, a cruel voice said in his head, or about Padmé. What would he ever understand of this kind of precarious love? 

But snarling to himself, Anakin pushed them away. No more thinking. Not until the next day began. 

For now, he allowed himself to be held, because it felt too good to be embraced without needing to ask. He was too content to relinquish this singular, delicate armor against the loneliness that was ever eating him up. 

(There needn’t be anything now, but this space in Obi-Wan’s arms. And if there was a growing damp patch on the front of Obi-Wan’s tunic, he’d never mention it.)

It was as if the embrace created a brittle shell that hid them from the rest of the world. The Force hummed sweetly for it. And a small, content noise escaped the back of Obi-Wan's throat. 

From the other side of the planet, the sun sang them a lullaby.

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(this was meant to be part of a very silly mini-series but it caught feelings)