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[obikinbb]

✨Of Storms and Midnight Skies✨

Author: @himilce-persephoniea Artist: @silvipeppers Beta Reader: @somethingsteff

Word Count: 50,446 words Rating: Mature Pairing(s): Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker Archive and Content Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Key Tags: Ghost AU, Modern AU, Dealing with grief, Healing, Meet Cute, Fluff, Obi-Wan Kenobi Needs a Hug, Anakin Skywalker Needs a Hug, One of them is a ghost so a hug is difficult, Past CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Past Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker, Lighthouse AU, Happy Ending, reincarnation AU, Good Parent Qui-Gon Jinn, Good Grandpa Dooku (Star Wars)

Summary: Eyes as deep as the ocean, temper as strong as a storm, and untouchable as the light itself. Obi-Wan discovered that the little cottage next to the lighthouse he had crashed to heal his broken heart after the death of his husband was haunted by a very temperamental and strange ghost. He shouldn't be in a mental state to deal with something as Anakin Skywalker; but he will soon discover that they both needed each other more than they suspected.

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[lilredghost]

For the kiss prompt: kisses under the rain + "shut up" (affectionately) 🫣

This one gave me a lot of trouble until partway through it I was like "AHA SOULMATE AU" [Kiss prompt list]

It's raining when they win the war against the Separatists.

They've been a bit of a mess for the last few days, after their failed mission on the Invisible Hand had resulted in the deaths of both Chancellor Palpatine and Count Dooku. The Republic scrambled to elect Interim Chancellor Mon Mothma, desperate to avoid showing weakness to the enemy.

And the Republic has lost a political leader, it's true, but the Separatists have lost their war leaders. There is no one who can replace Dooku, no one who can replace Grievous, anytime soon.

So Obi-Wan knows, when he fells Grievous on Utapau, that he's just won the war.

“Obi-Wan!” calls a voice— one he would know deaf and blind as well as Force-null.

His other half slams into him so hard he slips in the mud, and the two of them go tumbling to the ground, limbs irrevocably tangled.

“Anakin,” he groans, tone automatically sliding towards admonishment, “Was that really necessary?"

Anakin looms over him. His eyes are bright, absent of the dismal weight that’s been following them for the last few years. “Master,” he laughs. “Live a little! We just won the war!”

And then he leans down to kiss Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan’s breath catches in his throat.

He should have anticipated it, maybe. The soft, wet press of Anakin’s chapped lips. The drag of his mouth to a spot just underneath Obi-Wan’s jaw, one he finds in record time, because of course he does, it’s Anakin, what was I expecting?

Somehow, he manages to protest. “We really ought to clean up first.”

Anakin bubbles with amusement and affection in the Force. “Shut up, would you?”

He nips at Obi-Wan’s neck, and Obi-Wan is pretty sure his brain whites out for a second. “Anakin—”

“You said when the war was over, Master. It’s over. We did it.”

“Well, technically, we need to report in and get back to the Temple. And we need to make sure that the Separatist leadership actually surrenders rather than escaping to regroup, and—”

Anakin pulls back, his enthusiasm visibly dimming. “Master, do you not— I mean.” He casts his eyes away and sits back on his haunches. “If you’ve changed your mind…”

Obi-Wan sighs, letting his head thunk against the ground for just a moment. And then he sits up, letting Anakin slip down to his lap.

He takes Anakin’s hand, pulling off the glove and pushing back the sleeve to bare the mark on his forearm.

A perfect match to the one between Obi-Wan’s shoulder blades.

He skims his fingers over it, and sparks skitter down his spine. From the way Anakin shivers, he feels the same.

“It’s not that I’ve changed my mind, dear one. But— as worthy as you’ve proven yourself in the last few years— I was your Master for a rather long time.”

Anakin’s face pinches, clearly ready to protest.

Obi-Wan cuts him off with a kiss to the cheek.

It’s only brief— a gentle brush of lips against skin— but for them, like this… it’s as good as a vow.

“Just give me time,” he breathes to his soulmate. “I want to do this right.”

[sephiratales]

My cursed woodelf princess said yes to her cursed Disney Prince future Grand-Duke.

They are so beautiful.

(and they saved Himilce future father in law).

Himilce and Wyll are going to have a grand wedding after defeating the Absolute and children... at least three. Some of them are going to be tiefling because thanks CR to be honest + I love tiefling).

HC time : The epilogue is the day before their wedding.

[tomicaleto]

For the duolingo prompt 🥺 #18 “By the way, nothing happened.”, please???

Thank you for sending this one to me! It took me a bit but I bring it to you now! And it's 2562 words so at least we have that!

Prompt list (feel free to send me another one!)

Context: this is set in the same AU as this snippet. Basically it's a Ben 10 AU. You can find more context for it in that post linked there, but basically, Ahsoka, Anakin and Obi-Wan are filling the roles of Ben, Gwen and Kevin. Ahsoka is still a Togruta.

For this snippet's particular context: the plot follows the one from an actual episode from the series but adapted to these characters and from my vague memories of it and also this breakdown of the episode. By this point in the AU, they still don't know Anakin is an anodite. Hope you enjoy!

“By the way, nothing happened.”

Ahsoka watched as Obi-Wan paced across the room, over and over and over, until she was almost sure he was going to leave a trace over the wood. It’s not like she wasn’t worried, Anakin had left for a date earlier today, after a fight with Obi-Wan, and had yet to show any kind of life signal since. 

She didn’t even know what they had fought about, with Obi-Wan being private about his relationships and Anakin being gone and also usually closed off in general. He was –slowly– becoming better about talking about his past and feelings with his team members, but they still had a long way to go. 

She was about to tell Obi-Wan to sit down and drink the coffee she had so kindly made him when her phone rang. 

—

Anakin had honestly not tried to end up in this situation. He had had an argument with Obi-Wan and said some hurtful things and got hurtful things said to him in return. And so, temperamental as he was, he had stormed away from Obi-Wan and wandered around the university halls where he taught until he had come across a random dude and invited him for a drink. It had been a petty move and he wasn’t really proud of it, but the man had accepted, looking him up and down with a lecherous glint in his eyes and it was too late to pull back. 

The man, Rush Clovis, behaved… acceptably, despite his eyes revealing his less than pure intentions towards Anakin. He had planned to do the bare minimum and leave as soon as possible, but then Clovis had asked Anakin for help with a situation that had been worrying the faculty for some months and his curiosity had been picked. This guy knew something that had Obi-Wan and his colleagues worried and he had kept it hidden from Anakin (possibly Ahsoka too, but he had known her before he had even met Anakin, so he doubted it). He also had a badge on his belt that Anakin pretended not to notice.   

And so, Anakin found himself listening to a vampire-like situation. Girls and young boys showing up with pale skin sucked into their bones, strange suction-like marks, like those of an octopus on their arms and necks, passing out as soon as they were found, their ailment unknown. 

“The only clue we have,” Clovis explained, “is that they are what is considered to be conventionally attractive, before being attacked.” 

They explored the university grounds, asking around and looking for further clues. Clovis, when he was not leering at Anakin, turned out to be a… passable guy. He was nowhere close to Obi-Wan, who could be so chivalrous and witty, but since he was pissed at Obi-Wan, Clovis would do.  

Anakin was about to call it a day, go back to his little one room apartment and eat some food and wait for the next day to ask Obi-Wan for more information, pride be damned. 

And then, as he was about to part ways with Clovis –nevermind his almost pathetic attempts to get Anakin to stay– a woman came across them, matching the illness’s description perfectly. Anakin rushed to catch her as she collapsed in his arms, energies completely drained. 

As subtle as he could, he checked her mana and found it almost gone, by all accounts she could be considered dead, or close to it. “She needs a medic.” Clovis took her from his arms. “The infirmary is just a couple of meters far.” Anakin frowned, he could have carried her himself, but in the end shrugged and followed Clovis.

The nurse on shift quickly began caring for the woman once they had arrived, her worry clear, and Anakin saw the hint of at least another three occupied beds. Just as he turned to check on the victim they had brought in, he caught Clovis with his hand on her forehead, a yellow glow surrounding it. The girl seemed to recover some of her colour, and Clovis let out a tired sigh. 

Before he could pull his hand away, Anakin grabbed his wrist and a spark flowed between them. “You have mana.” He stated, still shocked. Clovis studied his expression before his shoulders dropped. “This is not how I wanted you to find out.” He said. “I’ve seen you around, with professor Kenobi. I noticed the way you use mana on a daily basis. And the faculty seems to be taking their time dealing with this situation. I've been trying to cure them and find the cause, that’s why I asked for your help.” He sounded genuine, and there was no trace of his earlier leering.  

Anakin bit his lip and finally let go of Clovis’s wrist. He hesitated, considering his next move. “We’ll need help.” 

—

“Anakin!” Ahsoka and Obi-Wan got down from the car and hurriedly approached Anakin. “We were worried about you! You didn’t text and you have been gone for hours!” Obi-Wan was the first to get near Anakin, already venting his worries, the early anger forgotten and he moved as if he were about to hug Anakin when Clovis stepped in between them. 

He froze in his place, arms falling to his sides as Clovis smiled pleasantly at him and Ahsoka, who had caught up and was looking at Clovis and Anakin with a confused look. “Professor Kenobi, I’m so glad you joined us.”

Obi-Wan’s frown deepened and he turned to stare at Anakin, who had remained quiet so far. “Anakin, what’s going on?” 

“Clo– uh, Rush here has power like us.” Anakin said, only gesturing towards Clovis with his hand. The man smiled with his most charming smile to them as his answer. “He’s a plumber kid, showed me his badge.” 

Ahsoka turned then, more interested by that fact than by Clovis himself. “How did you two meet?” Obi-Wan’s eye twitched. “Anakin has been helping me investigate the attacks on the university students.” Clovis answered and it made Obi-Wan turn his head sharply towards him. 

“That’s not your responsibility, as part of the student body, you should have left it for the authorities to handle.” 

Clovis shrugged casually, carelessly. “And let more people get hurt? No, I have powers and I can help.” 

As if sensing the rising animosity in the air, Ahsoka shuffled closer to Anakin and cheerfully said: “Well, what are we waiting for! Today is a school night, so we don’t have time to waste before my curfew!” 

—

Hours later, the three of them found themselves driving back home, no answers found yet. Anakin had been relegated to the co-pilot seat, since this was Obi-Wan’s car. Ahsoka was asleep in the backseat and the silence was awkward and stiff. 

Obi-Wan’s hands were tight on the wheel, knuckles almost white with how tight he was gripping it. “I cannot believe you spent all afternoon with Clovis!” Anakin tensed in his own seat. “It’s not like I am committed to anyone, is it? I can go out with whoever I want to.” 

Obi-Wan scoffed, but didn’t answer. They eventually reached Ahsoka’s house and Anakin got out of the car and concentrated. With careful and slow movements, Ahsoka’s body began floating, her body surrounded by Anakin’s pinkish energy. He moved her up to her window, and opened it with his other hand as well. 

While he did all that, Obi-Wan studied him. What Anakin had said was true, they weren’t committed to one another, they hadn’t even admitted their feelings for one another, even if they both knew what the other felt. Or at least, Obi-Wan had thought so. 

He was broken off his thoughts by a knock on his window. “I’m gonna walk the rest of the way.” Anakin told him. “You go home now, You have classes to teach and we have another afternoon with Clovis ahead.” 

Obi-Wan tried to stop Anakin, but the man was stubborn and left on his own. With a tired sigh, Obi-Wan shifted gears and left as well.

—

“Have you noticed something weird about Anakin?” Ahsoka asked the next morning as Obi-Wan drove her to school. 

As a matter of fact, Obi-Wan had noticed plenty of things weird with Anakin, like the fact he had texted them that he would have a late morning that day, even with him being the early bird of the group. Or that he had gone on that little date with Clovis at all. And he could go on, but instead gestured to Ahsoka to say what she was meaning to say. 

“It’s just, and I may be wrong,” she hesitated. “That when we got to university yesterday, he was wearing his hoodie even while it was quite warm.” 

Obi-Wan frowned. “What do you mean?” “Isn’t it weird? He never really covers his arms when it’s hot outside.” 

“You think he was hiding something?” Obi-Wan asked, worry clear in his voice. Ahsoka shrugged. “You never know with him, what’s with all his secretive past.” She pouted. Anakin’s tendency to avoid talking about himself unless it was on vague and concerning statements was something that Ahsoka often took personally. “I like to think he’s been slowly getting better about it but I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s hiding something.” 

—

They were supposed to meet again that afternoon, see if they could find something now that the four of them were working together. But neither Clovis nor Anakin were at the meeting point once Ahsoka and Obi-Wan finished their job and school day respectively. 

“I don’t like this.” Ahsoka said. “I would understand Anakin not being here, if he slept in today but what about Clovis? He’s the one that dragged us into this.” Obi-Wan coughed into his fist and she stuttered. “I only mean that I wouldn’t have found out about this without him!” She explained. “I think I can track both their scents, see if they are on campus.” 

Before Obi-Wan could say anything, she had dialed up her selected alien and had turned into the Vulpimancer programmed in the watch. She sniffed the air around them and took off so fast that Obi-Wan was almost left behind. 

She ran across campus, until reaching what seemed to be an abandoned building. Obi-Wan recognised it as the old Chemistry building before they had updated the labs in the newer place on the other side of the place. 

Ahsoka turned back to her Togruta form, she turned towards Obi-Wan with a grim expression. “They are both in there.” She said. “I don’t understand why they didn’t wait for us.” 

Obi-Wan looked over her shoulder, he had a bad feeling about this whole thing. “Let’s go and see what we find.” 

—

What they found was Clovis, his skin seemed like a gold plate, yellow energy surrounding him and what looked like…

“Anakin!” Ahsoka shouted, revealing their position. 

Anakin was laying in Clovis’s arms, barely conscious. His skin had turned grayish, and his arms, that he had covered the night before were covered in the suction like marks. It was so obvious right then, what had been going on at the school for the last couple of weeks. 

“You! You are the one behind this all!” Obi-Wan exclaimed then. Clovis just laughed. 

“Indeed, and I couldn’t resist getting a taste of Anakin. He’s just so powerful, so casual with his powers. Simply delicious.” 

Ahsoka snarled, her hand already preparing her watch. “You’re such a creep.” 

If anything, this only made Clovis laugh harder. Behind him, the previous victims shifted slowly towards them. “Don’t blame me, I need the energy to live.” 

Finally, he let Anakin go and he fell to the floor with an ugly noise. Ahsoka turned into her Aerophibian and shot a laser at Clovis, but was easily rebuffed.. Clovis’s counterattack threw her hard onto the floor, the transformation breaking. 

Obi-Wan’s turn. He kneeled down and absorbed the concrete of the floor before sprinting towards Clovis, but couldn’t get close as the next shot of yellow power hit him straight. He covered his face with his arms, but felt as the layer of concrete fell apart and soon, he was landing next to Ahsoka. 

“Seems like I’ll have to get rid of you before you go tattling to the university authorities.” Clovis drawled, as if he weren’t talking about killing them. 

He took two steps forward and charged again, but just when he was about to shoot, Anakin’s weak hand grabbed his wrist. 

“What are you doing?” He cursed, as Anakin took the hit directly, his eyes glowing menacingly as he absorbed the hit. “Let go right now!” His skin began returning to its golden colour just as Clovis’s went grey. As the attack lost its power, so did Clovis, hair losing its healthy volume, lips dry and sucked in. Anakin, on the other hand, only got stronger as his energy returned to his body, and he only let go when he was done. Just before turning towards Ahsoka and Obi-Wan, he said “get him, girls”. 

He didn’t turn to see as Clovis’s victims turned on him, hungry for their own energy. He ignored the pained screams of Clovis as they stole what little energy he still had left.   

—

Only hours later they finally were done with the clean up and driving back home. The recovered victims, healthy once again, were guided to the infirmary to spend the night under supervision. Clovis was put into power-repressing cuffs and handed to the actual official from the plumbers that had shown up once they had contacted them. 

Anakin had been quiet, staring out of the window as they left Ahsoka home, watching as she knocked on the door and was received by her uncle. 

“Can I drive you home?” Obi-Wan asked, hoping Anakin would look at him. 

And he did. There was no smile on his face, but he didn’t look angry or sad, just tired. “Yes, please.” 

A couple of blocks on their way, Anakin quietly feigned a cough, and Obi-Wan turned his head slightly, indicating that he was listening to him. “I’m sorry about what I said the other night.” Anakin whispered. 

He fell quiet after that, and Obi-Wan thought that would be the end of it. He had even opened his mouth to answer Anakin. But then Anakin spoke again. “By the way, nothing happened. I know I went out with him but I wasn’t really serious about it.” 

Obi-Wan closed his mouth, not sure what to say. Anakin took it as an opportunity to go on. “I would have left earlier if he hadn’t asked for help, but I guess in the end it was good he did.” 

“Anakin, you should not explain yourself to me.” 

Anakin chuckled, but it was a hollow laugh. “Yes, I do. Because I told you I wasn’t committed to anyone. But that was a lie.” 

He didn’t add anything else, but he put his hand over Obi-Wan’s on the gear shift and sent him a shy smile. 

They didn’t say anything else the rest of the way, even as they reached Anakin’s house and he got out of the car. 

Obi-Wan watched him walk towards the door. Anakin opened it and turned the lights on. Just before closing the door, he sent Obi-Wan a look and gave him a small wave. Obi-Wan smiled at him before pulling away from the sidewalk and going home.   

[renlyslittlerose]

For the weird asks: 41- did you have any snacks today?

Snaks as water are important for the moral 🤗 hope you had something and that something was good

Thanks, peach! 💖For this ask meme~

41. Did you have any snacks today?

One cup of sugar free apple sauce. NOW before I am accused of being an old lady! A) I am an old lady and B) apple sauce with a touch of cinnamon and nothing else is really, really tasty. And it's great for days where maybe your tummy is upset but you need a treat~

🍎🍏🍎🍏

[giftideasfromaycaramba]

All of the spirits, the muses, nature itself, have conspired to bring together the now inseparable pair. Neither the violence of her libidinous father nor the financial resources of Juan's parents can tear the two asunder in this marvelous satire of magic realism and the literature of exile and immigration.

[himilce-persephoniea]

Nine people I'd like to get to know better

I was tagged by @tomicaleto, thank you <3

Last song: Dragon Ball Z Opening, in Catalan (and I enjoy every moment when I sing it out loud)

Favorite color: Blue

Last tv show: Balenciaga and Percy Jackson (both on Disney +). I've enjoyed them so much!! Recommendations

Sweet/spicy/savory: I'm spicy!

Relationship status: In a serious relationship with my bed

Last google: how to print a document to bookbind. I'm learning to bookbind my fics and I need to know how to print the sheets correctly (sorry, nothing gore)

Current obsession: finishing my WIP XD I want them finished so I can go write my next projects.

Whoever sees this, feel yourself tagged ^^

[silvipeppers]

That afternoon, Artoo was asleep on Obi-Wan’s knees, purring, while receiving scratches behind the ear from the older man. “Someone seems jealous,” said Obi-Wan. Anakin had been throwing withering looks at them for a while now. That sentence seemed to startle Anakin. “Who?! Me?!” He began to move in the dining room. “Don't be absurd. Why would I be jealous? Of a cat!!” His voice was several octaves too high for Obi-Wan to believe him. “Oh, I don't know, because you have been looking intensely at Artoo for the past hour?” “I can assure you that I’m not!” “If you say so.”

And here is my first entry for the @obikinbb this year! It's a very cute scene from @himilce-persephoniea 's fic "Of Storms and Midnight Skies".

Also, if you zoom in a little you can see that it's all paper (-: I really gave it my all, lmao. Hope you enjoy!

[fishnamedsushi]

Five Fandoms, Five Ships

Get to know the blogger, via five different ships from five different fandoms! Tagged by @nixie-deangel (at least, I think so 🤣)

1. Hannigram (Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, NBC Hannibal) A.K.A. “Murder Husbands”

2. Obikin (Anakin Skywalker/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Star Wars)

3. Ineffable Husbands (Crowley/Aziraphale, Good Omens)

4. Dinluke (Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker)

5. JayVik (Jayce/Viktor, Arcane)

Honorable mentions:

Kylux, almost made the list but then I realized I’d literally have 3 generations of Skywalkers on here and I started laughing/crying

Geraskier

SpideyPool

Tagging others if you’d like to play (no pressure!) @lilredghost @veloursdor @demon----dean @dark--whisperings @himilce-persephoniea and anyone else who wants to!

[tennessoui]

WIP voting game (tagged 💕)

Rules: Make a 24 hour poll with the names of your WIPs, let it run, then work for 10 minutes for every vote the winner receives.

Tagged by @lilredghost thank you for the tag :D

this honestly comes at a perfect time cause this weekend im gonna post the last chapter of "if you love me, let it remain unnamed" so afterwards, i'll be working on an already-posted wip and adding another chapter!

i have a lot of wips so i chose the ones that i've opened in the last few weeks and added a few sentences to for the sake of this poll! i know i'm leaving out a lot of them, and i'm sorry!! the ones not listed are still very much on my mind, i just had a burst of creativity for these ones recently!

i'd like to tag: @obiwaned @posthumousvigor @himilce-persephoniea @jedibongrip @artemisthehuntress @billboguspreston

no pressure of course!! i'd be interested to hear about any wips you have (and to vote on what may come next 🤭👀)

[kana7o]

kofi sketch comm for @himilce-persephoniea!

Vaderwan after a training session...

[obikinbb]

Hi everyone!

As promised, here is the official* posting schedule for the Obikin Big Bang 2024!

From November 1st to December 22nd, each of our Authors and Artists has been assigned a day!

*Changes to the schedule may be made due to extending circumstances. Handles for Authors are AO3 and for Artists are tumblr/twitter.

Week One (Friday, November 1st to Sunday, November 10th)

✨laeveteinn & kittonafoxgirl on Friday, Nov 1st ✨BarmaDumet & pararararablof on Saturday, Nov 2nd ✨gaily-daily & starryariart on Sunday, Nov 3rd ✨buying_the_space_farm & rancidmice on Monday, Nov 4th ✨teaforkenobi & Gaylittleeldritchhorror on Tuesday, Nov 5th ✨LordSuven & p1nktw1nk on Wednesday, Nov 6th ✨invisible_ink31415 & sharkmata on Thursday, Nov 7th ✨TheSocialRisksOfAgriculture & ayceofcard on Friday, Nov 8th ✨Himilce & silvipeppers on Saturday, Nov 9th ✨wanderingmusician & finniigan on Sunday, November 10th

Week Two (Monday, November 11th to Sunday, November 17th)

✨innominatta, boguspreston, & SendPseuds on Monday, Nov 11th ✨GrapeNehi & obikinz on Tuesday, Nov 12th ✨espurred & Ladydinaga on Wednesday, Nov 13th ✨lord_is_it_mine & Noothgrushhh on Thursday, Nov 14th ✨EdenPierce(ChunChan11) & Imperfectmooncat on Friday, Nov 15th ✨ThatGayJedi & AberrantCreature on Saturday, Nov 16th ✨thesunkid & WhitePadi on Sunday, Nov 17th

Week Three (Monday, November 18th to Sunday, November 24th)

✨Lady_evelin & abandoneddogg on Monday, Nov 18th ✨coirionin & crybabyskywalkers on Tuesday, Nov 19th ✨Graciously & jarenka on Wednesday, Nov 20th ✨thegingerwrites & daysofauldlangsyne on Thursday, Nov 21st ✨Meleth_03 & silvipeppers on Friday, Nov 22nd ✨exonerin & afabulousjello on Saturday, Nov 23rd ✨SpoopyTheOtherAlien & eggchayi on Sunday, Nov 24th

Week Four (Monday, November 25th to Sunday, December 1st)

✨greyghoulclub & rancidmice on Monday, Nov 25th ✨blahzarry & k333t333 on Tuesday, Nov 26th ✨LilRedGhost & EdieHhil on Wednesday, Nov 27th ✨calico_sky & phoenixspencer on Thursday, Nov 28th ✨cottonraincoat & funtimeLJ6789 on Friday, Nov 29th 14:00 PST ✨phoenixspencer & starryariart on Friday, Nov 29th 20:00 PST ✨Mynthe_Absynthe & finniigan on Saturday, Nov 30th ✨deathbyobiwan & nickytess on Sunday, Dec 1st

Week Five (Monday, December 2nd to Sunday, December 8th)

✨dragons_and_angels & pararararablof on Monday, Dec 2nd ✨EvenAfter & abandoneddogg on Tuesday, Dec 3rd, 07:00 PST ✨CreativeSweets & k333t333 on Tuesday, Dec 3rd, 15:00 PST ✨minarchy & eggchayi on Wednesday, Dec 4th ✨maragny & Noothgrushhh on Thursday, Dec 5th ✨tennessoui & human-rocket on Friday, Dec 6th ✨withyourrhythm & alexagirlie Saturday, Dec 7th ✨Narlth & pararararablof on Sunday, December 8th

Week Six (Monday, December 9th to Sunday, December 15th)

✨silianrail & Kittona on Monday, Dec 9th ✨quietlybookish & nickytess on Tuesday, Dec 10th ✨passeridae & bosooka on Wednesday, Dec 11th ✨palfriendpatine66 & SendPseuds on Thursday, Dec 12th ✨arcadienne & ayceofcard on Friday, Dec 13th, 07:00 PST ✨JMT722735 & absolute-artlad on Friday, Dec 13th, 18:00 PST ✨AFishNamedSushi & prettyboize on Saturday, Dec 14th, 10:00 PST ✨auldays & yatsukisakura on Saturday, Dec 14th, 17:00 PST ✨lemon_sprinkles & phoenixspencer Sunday, Dec 15th

Week Seven (Monday, Dec 16th to Sunday, Dec 22nd) (Part 1)

✨soldieronbarnes & kaleidoscopeeyee, Monday Dec 16th ✨Riduurburton & pararararablof, Tuesday, Dec 17th ✨UsakoStar & AberrantCreature, Wednesday, Dec 18th ✨rooftopsong & rancidmice, Thursday, Dec 19th ✨stardies & human-rocket, Friday, Dec 20th ✨TheSopherfly & kaleidoscopeeyee, Saturday, Dec 21st ✨Happyp1neapple & eggchayi on Sunday, Dec 22nd, 19:00 PST ✨hopeforchange & chiyoponnn, Sunday, Dec 22nd, 23:00 PST

[lilredghost]

WIP Wednesday: Raised-as-a-Sith Vader

This started as a prompt fill for @himilce-persephoniea but then quickly spiralled into its whole own thing and also never reached the prompted dialogue (sorry friend, I'll get there eventually). So, um, new fic, I guess?

Vader curses as he reaches a dead end. It’s not often that his senses fail him, but this cave is a labyrinth, and something about the stone is muffling his hold on the Force.

He turns on shaky legs to find a different route, but Kenobi is already stepping into the mouth of the chamber, eyes sharp and watchful.

Vader leans back against the wall, letting it support his trembling body under the cover of darkness.

He calls out, hoping to stop the Jedi before he gets too close.

“Let me go, Kenobi. We don’t need to fight, isn’t that what you always say?”

“Us not fighting is very much contingent on you no longer committing atrocities.” Kenobi gestures to the Sith artifact held tightly in Vader’s palm. “And that is very much an atrocity.”

Vader bares his teeth, trying to straighten up as the Jedi comes within arm’s reach. He has his hands up and away from his lightsaber, as if Vader is some sort of wild animal that needs to be tamed.

For some reason, Vader has yet to draw his own saber.

“Technically,” he says. “You owe me one, Kenobi.”

Kenobi pauses only a moment before shaking his head. “This isn’t about debts, Vader. If that artifact makes it back to Sidious, countless innocents will suffer.”

Vader swallows hard, trying to ignore the pleading look on Kenobi's face. “I— I don't care,” he snarls forcefully.

If I should have to suffer, they should too.

Somehow, Kenobi seems to think the appropriate response to this is touching him.

Vader flinches away, but the Jedi follows him with soft, gentle hands, laying a palm on his cheek.

He leans so close that their foreheads touch, their breaths lingering in the same space.

“You don't mean that,” Kenobi says softly. “I know you don't.”

Anakin shudders, closing his eyes in defeat.

How long has it been since someone touched him like this? Since someone believed he'd do the right thing, if he had the choice?

How long has it been since he's had the choice at all?

“Fine,” he whispers. “Take it then.”

So Kenobi slips the artifact from limp fingers, turning to stow it in the bag at his waist. The Jedi will return it to his Temple, where it will be safe and looked after. Not misused. Not a weapon.

Easy as that.

“Thank you, Vader.” Kenobi gives him a small smile, stepping away— and Vader feels something like panic rise in his chest. Like an opportunity is slipping away.

“Anakin!” he blurts out.

Kenobi stops, looking confused.

“My name,” he clarifies. “It's—”

“Anakin.” Kenobi's smile broadens into something sweeter. Something kinder. “You can call me Obi-Wan, then.”

[sephiratales]

I just love Wyll's new kiss scene. They're so cute

[tomicaleto]

For the writer fic: 15 and 46

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From this ask game

15. What’s your favorite AU that you’ve written?

Hmm, for the sake of my sanity, I'll limit myself to posted works lol

I think In the darkest of nights, you can still find the shining stars is one of my faves, maybe For richer for poorer, to love and to cherish which was super fun to write back then xD

Of course Until you choose to return is a fave as well 🥰

46. Do you prefer writing on your phone or on a computer (or something else)? Do you think where you write affects the way you write?

For fics? Def computer. I hate writing on my phone, I hate touch screens for writing stuff. I have written on my phone because sometimes it's the only way but I hate it.

I don't think it changes the way I write at least when it comes to using technology to do so. Maybe on paper, I used to word vomit whole stories on paper and I think it may be more honest? like, if you make a mistake or edit something, it leaves a clear mask which cannot be said for digital writing ;P

Thank you again for asking! Feel free to send more!

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Hi, for the fic author question:

#48: What’s the last fic you read? Do you recommend it?

Thanks, peach! 🧡

For this ask game~

48. What’s the last fic you read? Do you recommend it?

I've been keeping up with @kyberkenobi's kinktober as of late! Chapters are individually tagged for kinks, so if something doesn't float your boat you can keep going down the line to see if something peaks your interest!

I also recently read @ragnarlothcat's 'From a Certain Point of View' which put a spin on the time-travel 'fix-it' trope!