#kingdomvel

[tideswept]

ooooh can I get "kisses meant to distract" for Obikin???

Veeeeeeeeeeeeeel

for you, homegirl. Some bones of a miracle fluff to apologize for taking so long.

"That's not going to work," Obi-Wan said. His mouth was so serious, lips tight at the corners, the only indication that it was, in fact, working.

Of course it was working. Anakin hadn't perfected mapping every weak spot on his husband's body for nothing. So, for example, he knew that Obi-Wan could be convinced to commit actual, federal crimes if Anakin ever-so-gently nuzzled behind his ear.

Which he wasn't. Where was the fun in that? If Obi-Wan wanted to ignore him in favor of that horribly depressing old book about some orphan wanting more porridge, then he had to suffer through Anakin dotting kisses along the line of his shoulder, barely felt through the shirt, building up anticipation during the slow but inexorable climb upwards.

"Okay," he said easily. "Just ignore me, then."

"I am," Obi-Wan replied, turning the page without reading it. "It would be easier if you weren't hovering over me. Go away. You're supposed to be working on that analysis report for Bail."

"I'm taking a break. There's only so many polite words for 'this is bullshit' I can write, you know that." Anakin pulled back, pouting. He was done with the report, actually, sent off to Bail with a note of fucking stop hiring this company. But if admitted that, Obi-Wan wouldn't get to play hard to get.

"You're using me as a distraction?" Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow.

"A very nice distraction." Anakin weighed his odds of successfully sliding into Obi-Wan's lap and accidentally knocking away the book. "Could be even nicer if you stopped pretending to care about Little Orphan Timmy."

"Oliver."

"Whatever." Anakin wasn't as graceful as he would have liked to be—he lived a sedentary life behind a desk, after all—and rather than sliding, he wiggled his way into Obi-Wan's lap. But he was proud of himself for successfully ending up right where he wanted.

Where Obi-Wan wanted him, too. No way Mr. Big Bad Wolf would have let him do this otherwise. That was backed up by Obi-Wan voluntarily letting go of the book to place one hand on Anakin's thigh, the other cradling the small of his back.

"Will you go back to work after this?" Obi-Wan asked, squeezing like he enjoyed having both hands full.

Anakin kissed him, catching Obi-Wan still with his mouth open, nipping at his bottom lip. "No."

[tomicaleto]

All the prompts sound sooo good, but I'm going to ask you for your take on the "best friends sibling au" for Obikin?? I looove that concept

Vel, I apologise for how long this took me! I promise each day I didn't answer I was haunted by this prompt kshlgdjsgs Now for real I struggled to come up with an au to fill this one (mostly I struggled on who was going to be the sibling and such) and then once I came up with one I took too long writing it because I'm a human disaster but here it is!

SEND ME A SHIP AND A NUMBER AND I'LL WRITE A SHORT FIC

21. best friends sibling au

I hope you like this! This is an Argentine AU, with Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan being brothers and Anakin being Qui-Gon's best friend. Unedited because I wanted to share it with you :) Also what a coincidence that I'm posting this at the beginning of July because:

Obi-Wan walked through Ezeiza’s airport shiny floors, his stroller behind him as he searched for his brother. The morning was cloudy and windy, a combination that fit the beginning of July perfectly and made him let out a sigh of relief at being back to the season his body was used to during the middle of the year. 

“There you are,” Qui-Gon’s voice made him look behind him. His brother was holding a little board with Obi-Wan’s name just like a cliché from a movie. He even seemed amused by the fact, as if he couldn’t believe himself that he was doing it. Obi-Wan wouldn’t have thought twice about it, but there was something about the way the board was decorated, with small spaceships and planes surrounding Obi-Wan’s name that spoke of a story for it that made Obi-Wan curious enough. “I was afraid your flight had been delayed. Come along, I have my car parked outside.” 

They caught up as Qui-Gon put Obi-Wan’s luggage in the trunk, and as they drove away from Ezeiza, the highway thankfully was not full. “We can’t be late, I have a previous arrangement.” Qui-Gon had explained. 

“And what that arrangement may be?” Obi-Wan teased, a smirk on his face as his brother huffed a chuckle and changed lanes. “Has your husband finally decided to be a romantic?” “We both know Dooku would never.” Qui-Gon shot back. “No, Anakin is coming over today and I want everything ready before he arrives.” 

The name sparked something inside Obi-Wan. “You still meet with him?” Anakin had been Qui-Gon’s student when he was in high school and they had bonded over the subject Qui-Gon had taught back then. As he grew up, he often kept visiting the man even after graduating, seeking advice and comfort. Eventually, a friendship had been established, with Qui-Gon often inviting Anakin for tea while he studied in university. Both Obi-Wan and Dooku had been dubious about their strange friendship, but Qui-Gon had always been great at ignoring everyone and doing whatever he wanted and it seemed like Anakin had benefited greatly from Qui-Gon’s guidance. 

“Even more now than before, his kids love colouring with me.” 

“He has kids now?” Obi-Wan had met Anakin eventually, and had understood why his brother had taken him under his wing. Temperamental and moody, the then nineteen-year-old seemed to soften under Qui-Gon’s calm demeanor. And in turn, it seemed like Qui-Gon rejoiced in sharing conversation with someone that matched his interests in mechanics and engineering. He may have enjoyed talking literature with his husband and philosophy with his brother, but Anakin also provided Qui-Gon with something related to his own field of study. 

“Yes, he got married two years ago. Sadly, his wife passed away during childbirth. I don’t think being a single father so young must be easy so I’ve been offering extra support.” “Only extra?” Obi-Wan wondered. “Is he getting help from somewhere else?” “Of course, his stepbrother took him back in when rent became too expensive and I think he has a cousin that babysits here and there.” Qui-Gon explained. “The children also go to kindergarten and swimming class. And of course, they come to play sometimes.” 

Obi-Wan thought back to the cardboard decorations back in the airport, it all made sense now. “It’s wild to think about Anakin with children and a life now.” 

Qui-Gon didn’t answer, just chuckled and nodded. 

—

The bell rang as Qui-Gon turned off the gas and dropped the water into the thermos. “That must be Anakin, can you let him in?” 

Obi-Wan got up from the stool he was sitting in and let Qui-Gon grab the yerba and the mate. 

He heard childish voices from the other side of the door, among a much deeper one answering, and checked the peephole by reflex before opening.

“Hi, Anakin, it’s been a while,” he began, as the man looked up from his children and blinked confusedly at him. The two kids at both of his sides had fallen quiet at the sight of Obi-Wan, most likely shy at the new stranger. 

“Obi-Wan?” Anakin asked, unsure like Obi-Wan had never heard him before. 

“In the flesh,” he answered, opening the door wider and gesturing with his free arm. “Please come inside, I don’t want you three to get cold. Qui-Gon is inside.” 

Anakin looked down at his children, who were gripping his pants like their life depended on it. “Come on, say hi like I taught you.” 

“Oh there is no need—” He didn’t even get to finish the phrase, the kids had already slipped by him without a word. Anakin sighed and shook his head, before letting himself inside too. 

“I’m sorry, we're working on being polite with people they are not familiar with.” He explained, taking off his coat. “It’s taking a while.” Obi-Wan laughed good naturedly. “We all go through that stage, I refused to kiss my aunts hello for years! My mother did not appreciate it at all.” 

Anakin answered with a small smile and it tugged at Obi-Wan’s heart. He remembered Anakin at nineteen. He had had more baby fat on his cheeks then, but even at that time, he had been a gorgeous young man. He was sure Qui-Gon had tried to play matchmaker but it had come to nothing. While admitting Anakin was beautiful had not been particularly hard, Obi-Wan had refused to act on his attraction, their age difference something he worried about. People already commented on Qui-Gon and Anakin’s friendship to add a wild romance with the remaining brother to the mix. 

He had grown taller in the years that had passed. His hair now fell in wild curls to his shoulders and his features had become more refined, though Obi-Wan did not miss the deeper bags under his eyes, probably a result of being a single parent of twins. 

“Give me a second and I’ll be polite myself,” Anakin teased, before putting a hand next to his mouth and loudly saying: “Luke! Leia! Come and get your coats off before bothering Qui-Gon!” 

Obi-Wan heard twin groans before the pitter-patter of their feet running towards the door again. Anakin rolled his eyes at Obi-Wan with a complicit smile before kneeling down and catching the first kid in his arms as he crashed against his body. “Hi, Luke, let’s take this off so you can go play, alright?” 

The boy nodded eagerly and hummed under his breath as his father helped him out. His sister had arrived in the meantime, and she was looking up at Obi-Wan less fearfully now. Obi-Wan smiled and exclaimed “Hello there!” She startled a bit and stayed quiet, until his father turned to look at her. “What do we say, Leia?” With the tiniest voice, she waved back as she said: “Hi!” before quickly hiding her hands behind her again. By that time, Anakin had finished with Luke and gestured to her to get closer. Luke stayed standing close to his father, not looking up at Obi-Wan at all. 

“Now, Luke, it’s your turn.” The kid shook his head and pouted. Anakin frowned but didn’t turn towards him, instead keeping his focus on Leia. “Come on, he won’t bite you.” The second push didn’t work either. Obi-Wan was about to tell Anakin that, really, he did not mind the children ignoring him but Anakin was faster. “You don’t want to make Qui-Gon’s brother sad, do you?” It worked like a magic spell. Both kids looked at Obi-Wan, the new information piquing their curiosity. And then, hiding a bit more behind his father, Luke said “Hi.” 

“Hello, Luke, nice to meet you.” Considering the niceties done, the kids turned and left for the kitchen where Qui-Gon still was. Anakin got up and smiled at Obi-Wan again. “We’ll work on the kisses next time.” 

–

Heavy rain poured down making anything hard to be seen. With that in mind, Obi-Wan drove with special care, even when the streets were almost empty. As he stopped at a red light, movement on the sidewalk caught his attention. Two kids were jumping around in heavy raincoats, uncaring about the rain or the cold weather. A couple of steps behind them, their parent held two colourful umbrellas over a curly haired head, taking advantage of the children’s eagerness to play. 

Could someone be embarrassed from recognising someone by their hair? Obi-Wan pondered about it as he lowered the right car window and leaned over to scream “Anakin!,” making the man turn around and almost drop one of his children’s umbrellas when trying to wave at him. “Do you need a ride?”

Five minutes later, he had two kids in his backseat, soaking the seats while cheerfully arguing on how to put on their seatbelts. Anakin had thanked him profusely before he told Obi-Wan where to go and focused on calming down his children. 

The kids had loosened up around Obi-Wan since that first meeting at Qui-Gon’s. It had helped that Obi-Wan had been there the other two times Anakin had dropped by and that his colouring skills had been deemed appropriate for the twins. 

“You must stay for a coffee after that favour, Obi-Wan,” Anakin told him as they stopped in front of a building’s glass door. Behind them, the twins cheered at Anakin’s proposal and Obi-Wan sighed. 

“Only a coffee, I don’t want to impose.” –

Anakin’s apartment was much tidier than what Obi-Wan would have expected from a single man living with two young children, but then again, Anakin had always been neat in his own spaces when he wasn’t in the middle of an exam period. 

Luke and Leia scrambled away, probably hiding in their room, as Anakin led him towards the kitchen and made him sit on a stool. He began setting the coffee machine up while humming under his breath and Obi-Wan relaxed against the wall. 

“This place is lovely, Anakin,” Obi-Wan commented, signalling for one sugar when Anakin showed him the sugar can. 

“All thanks to Padmé,” Anakin shrugged. “I mean, we chose the decoration and furniture together but she was the one with enough money to actually find us a place to buy instead of renting.” Qui-Gon had filled Obi-Wan in regarding Anakin’s dead wife situation so he could avoid messing up when talking with the man but he hadn’t expected Anakin to so casually bring her up. 

At his silence, Anakin turned and quickly deduced what had quietened Obi-Wan. He smiled sadly. “Qui-Gon told you about Padmé, I see. I miss her dearly but I’ve been working through it with my therapist.” He turned around to grab two small mugs and continued. “Don’t tell Qui-Gon, though, I’m not ready to admit to him that I’m going yet.” 

“I don’t think he would judge you, he’s your friend, after all.” Obi-Wan jumped in to defend his brother. 

“Oh, I know, it’s just that I still can’t believe it myself so I need a bit more time.” 

They moved on from that as Anakin made them move towards the sitting room. Obi-Wan told Anakin about some of his trips, and he in turn filled the holes in Qui-Gon’s retell of their shared history since Obi-Wan had left. 

“You know,” Anakin began casually, staring out the huge window where rain still fell with fury. “I used to have a huge crush on you when I was younger.” 

He side-glanced at Obi-Wan to gauge his reaction. And for a moment, Obi-Wan was not a much older man drinking coffee with his own brother’s much younger friend, but a single, lonely man who had returned to his home country because he missed it and had a gorgeous man saying he used to like him so long ago. 

So, as any sensible person would do, he choked on his coffee and had to cough for a while as Anakin chuckled at his misery. It took him several minutes to compose himself, straightening up as Anakin gently patted his back. He took a deep breath and then risked another sip of what remained of his coffee before turning towards Anakin again. “Used to?”

Anakin’s eyes widened as Obi-Wan realised what he had actually said. Blushing, he clumsily thrust the almost empty cup into Anakin’s hands and stood up. “Well, I have overstayed my welcome, I need to go back home, Qui-Gon must be waiting for me and…” “Obi-Wan,” Anakin interrupted his tirade of excuses, standing up as well. “If you’re interested we can…” He paused, unsure on how to continue. “I mean, that is to say, maybe we could actually go out, uh, for a drink?” 

He cringed at himself and looked down towards the cup. “I mean, nevermind, I didn’t actually….” “I would like that.” Obi-Wan cut him off. “I always thought your relationship with Qui-Gon was a bit strange.” He began, doing his best to ignore how Anakin cringed again at his words. “But he always told me I would have to get to know you before making my opinion. And seeing your bond remain after all these years, even becoming stronger with your children… I think I may enjoy getting to actually know you, Anakin.” 

Anakin finally looked up at that, cheeks pink but an earnest smile on his lips. They stared at each other and then Anakin handed him back his cup. “You still have to finish your coffee, why don’t we start now?” 

[dreaminghour]

omg I'm dying lmao. is Obi-Wan the owner of the castle? i would love that. he's probably already smitten with Anakin... who wouldn't be?

WIP Sunday

bc it's been too long since I've done a wip wednesday and i can do what i want.

this is from a new obikin fic! Sorry if it's a bit confusing, it's based on all the scottish castles (AKA some people's homes) I've visited.

Try to guess who Obi-Wan is heheh

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“Welcome to our castle!” Anakin greets the man coming through the front door with a smile as he has been instructed. It’s still early, they have just opened the doors. Anakin thought it would take longer for people to arrive, as the first tour doesn’t start in another 15 minutes but, in the few days Anakin has been in this country, he has learned that they like to start the day early and be on time.

The man blinks at Anakin, surprised at being greeted. Maybe Anakin was too friendly? Too loud? A small smile creeps its way to the man’s lips as he eyes Anakin up and down, he seems amused. And hot. Fuck he looks hot. He has blonde or maybe reddish hair, styled a bit long and a carefully trimmed beard. He is wearing a Belstaff motorcycle jacket and Anakin has seen people wear it even if they don’t ride here but fuck, he hopes the man has a bike because that would be so hot.

The man has taken a few paces in his direction and now that he is closer Anakin can see that there are raindrops on his hair. Anakin moves his gaze to the outside and sure enough, it is drizzling now, like it seems to always be in this country. Looking away from the man makes Anakin’s brain finally start working properly again. He clears his throat. He really shouldn’t be thirsting after the first visitor he has seen, he doesn’t want to lose this job.

“Our first tour starts in around fifteen minutes. You can buy the tickets in the next room.” He signals towards the door. “Once you have them you can wait here in the great hall while looking around.”

The visitor lifts his eyebrows. “The tour.”

“Yes, visiting the inside is only permitted in groups with a guide. Don’t worry, you will have plenty of time in each room to admire everything properly and, if you want more time, you can just ask the guide.” Anakin hasn’t really done the tour before, he was only guided through the itinerary as the actual guide explained what he needed to do, which isn’t much. He is not sure any time would be enough to really look at everything that is displayed. The rooms filled with old expensive furniture and the kind of knick-knacks a very wealthy family can accumulate over hundreds of years. He for one hasn’t had time to look around properly. Castle, they call it, this huge old house with enough rooms to be a hotel - Anakin tought castle meant huge walls and battlements - and enough land to have a town built inside it. Now that he thinks about it, he is not sure the town is not built in the castle’s grounds.

“Of course,” the man agrees. He sounds… posh. Anakin can’t exactly pinpoint where he sounds exactly from, he is not used to the accents here enough, but he does sound Stewjoni. “will you be coming in this tour?” he asks as he eyes Anakin up and down again. Anakin tries not to blush.

“There will be a guide with us but yes, I will be coming, I have to make sure no one gets lost or steals a spoon.” He jokes.

“Oh yes, we don’t want any missing spoons.”

The guide Anakin is meant to accompany, Aayla, comes into the room at that moment. She looks at Obi-Wan with surprise. Maybe it’s not normal that visitors arrive so early, but there are some cars pulling up on the front already. The visitor speaks before she has a chance to say anything.

“I’ll go buy the ticket then, for the tour, because that’s why I’m here.” He says as he makes eye contact with Aayla, who just looks surprised, but understanding. Weird. Maybe they know each other. Aayla had told him that some people from the town came to visit sometimes. The castle has not been opened for long, just the summer before this one, so there are a lot of locals that want to take a look.

The visitor starts walking towards the ticket office. “Good morning, Aayla.” He says with a smile as he passes by her. So they know each other. He must be from the town. Anakin resists the urge to ask Aayla about him as he disappears to the next room and instead greets the next visitors and signals them towards the ticket office. If the man lives in the town Anakin will probably see him again. He will be here three months and the town is not that big so even if he doesn’t manage to speak to him again during the tour they will surely see each other again.

[kana7o]

Sketch commission for @kingdomvel! A scene from their fic! https://archiveofourown.org/works/46828138/chapters/117952987

[underacalicosky]

Last Line Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @magnusbae! ❤️

I have a confession. I have written words for another lifeguard AU that isn't my current WIP And We're Spinning With the Stars Above for the @obikinlifeguardau collection 🛟.

It's an idea that @grapenehifics and I were giggling about, but I couldn't stop thinking about it, and my usual solution is to write it down and get it out of my system. But it will. Not. Stop. So this is what I've been working on in the last few days.

It's still far from being finished, and def will not be done by the end of August. (As much as I want to cling to summer, school and fall sports start up in a week and my schedule's going to get very chaotic very quickly.)

And yes, this is not a line or even a paragraph. It's... ugh, it's under the cut...

“I apologize, but I’m… just a lifeguard,” Obi-Wan says, sliding his sunglasses to rest on the top of his head. The lenses are no longer muting the saturation of color around him, and his fingers itch to touch the errant bronze curl falling over the too-blue eyes that he can’t stop staring into. “I’m not really here to settle disputes among beachgoers.”

The man glances toward the water, sighing, and crosses his arms over his chest, popping his hip to the side. It’s impossible not to notice his biceps, a ghost of a tan line cutting across them, exposed by the white sleeveless shirt he��s wearing.

“And you’ve spoken to the adults or guardians with the children and they are of no help?” Obi-Wan asks.

“I could really use an authority figure to step in,” the man insists, turning back to Obi-Wan. “I’m at my wit’s end—”

“Dad!”

Obi-Wan startles when the little girl announces her arrival with her shrill yell and a firm stomp of her small foot in the sand. He takes in her pink and purple bathing suit, the angry expression on her face, and the even angrier little buns that her hair’s been twisted into behind each ear.

The man looks down at the girl, pure exasperation written on his features.

“Leia, I told you to wait by the blanket,” he says, pointing toward an area about twenty feet away with a beach umbrella and a large blanket holding an assortment of beach toys, towels, and sunscreen bottles.

“Are you tattling on us to the lifeguard?” the girl demands. She tips her chin up defiantly.

The man with the pretty hair and pretty eyes—and honestly, pretty everything—flinches a bit in response, but glowers back at her.

Obi-Wan looks between the two of them as a silent staring content ensues.

“The children who were kicking over your sand castle are your own children?” Obi-Wan asks carefully, narrowing his eyes.

Tagging: @grapenehifics, @somethingsteff, @wibzenadarksiderwithasoftheart, @piecesofeden11, @sky-kenobye, @kingdomvel, @evieswips, and anyone else who wants to share! ❤️

[grapenehifics]

Is there a story idea you really want to read but no one has written yet?

Okay this is SUCH a good question! I think you could ask me this for a week straight and I'd give a different answer every time but currently I'm obsessed with:

@evieswips suggested a post-war Jedi Fun Run idea involving Obi-Wan in very short running shorts that I haven't stopped thinking about since and two, there was Obikin fanart going around earlier this week of the 'I thought we had agreed not to fall in love' moment but with Obi-Wan in Padmé's place and it kind of broke my brain a little and I want this fic viscerally.

Oh and I'll always throw out there that Furiosa/Fury Road is crying out for a fic and @kingdomvel started one which I adore but I would happily 100k more of apocalyptic Obikin please and thank you.

Thank you for this ask!!

[somethingsteff]

Trope selection tag game

Thanks @underacalicosky for tagging me! This'll be so much fun! 💖💖💖💖 I'm going to use obikin for my responses (to no one's surprise).

💖 enemies to lovers or friends to lovers - I love both of these so much. I think I'm going to have to go with friends to lovers, but I love them bickering so that's gotta be part of the friendship too. There's just something about everyone else around them knowing that they're in love with each other (though I also really love that in an enemies to lovers fic).

💖 coffee shop au or flower shop au - I love a coffee shop au! I love Obi-Wan going to a coffee shop for his tea fix just because there's the cute guy (Anakin, obvs) who always takes his order and draws little doodles on his cup. Or an Obi-Wan who, again, doesn't really like the taste of coffee but he loves the smell so he's actually really good at managing the coffee shop he owns that Anakin basically lives in. I will say, though, that Calico had a really good argument for a flower shop au in their post. So in that spirit, imagine a flower shop au where Anakin hates flowers (so me, that's why coffee shop will win every time for me) but applies for a job at the flower shop he passes on his way to campus when he sees the help wanted sign, all because he's had a crush on the hot owner (Obi-Wan) since it opened. A few months into Obi-Wan finds out that Anakin hates flowers and asks why he applied in the first place. Anakin's brain shorts out and tells him the truth. They date (and fuck) about it.

💖 hurt/comfort or there was only one bed - Only one bed by a landslide. I'm in a place in life where, if I had to choose, there would be little to no hurt in anything I read.

💖 found family or partners in crime - I love these both so much, but I'm going to have to go with found family. I'm obsessed with Obi-Wan and Anakin being Ahsoka’s dads, and found family just means so much to me in general.

💖 canon compliant or canon divergent - Has to be canon divergent because obikin deserves a happy ending. There can be compliant stuff there, but I need that happy ending.

💖 fluff or angst with a happy ending - I'm going to have to go with fluff. I can get through angst with a happy ending, but depending on how much angst and if it's all posted or if I have to wait and stew on it until an update it's actually really hard for me. I probably sound like such a weenie. Lol.

💖 1st person POV or 3rd person POV - 3rd person for sure.

💖 soulmates or forbidden love - I love a good soulmates/soulmark fic! So soulmates.

💖 roommates or fake dating - Calico cheated so I'm going to, too. Roommates who are fake dating is also my answer. 🤣

💖 slow burn or meet-cute - I'm all about that meet-cute!

💖 love triangle or polyamorous relationship - If I had to pick one I'd go with a poly relationship, but neither are really my thing.

💖 royalty au or magic au - I love a royalty au!

💖 high school/college au or neighbours au - I'm going to cheat again and say a neighbors au where Anakin's in college, or they're both in high school, or Anakin's in high school and Obi-Wan's in college, or something.

💖 mutual pining or idiots to lovers - I honestly kind of think they're the same thing. But I'll go with idiots to lovers.

I have no idea who's already played, but my no pressure tags are: @loycspotting @starpains @unspuncreature @kingdomvel @kenobisrightboot

[heretolurkandnothingmore]

Tag game: [If you were...]

thank you for tagging me, @magnusbae! it's been very fun 💜

a lot of these aren't my favorite - especially not the monster flavour - but they speak more truthfully to who i am) yeah, the hobby is gaming. because art is a compulsion, not a hobby.

tagging my friends, no pressure or anything. just if you find this fun: @mightylaaitie @tideswept @cottonraincoat @kingdomvel

the answers are: bear with an axe, bottom of a lake, mast pine, jorge (he makes the spackle) bruno from encanto, late fall in my hometown, pc gaming and emulation, vermillion, monster energy rehab peach tea, mushroom pizza.

[sky-kenobye]

15 questions for 15 friends

Thanks @fangeek-girl for the tag! <3

1. Are you named after anyone?

Nope!

2. When was the last time you cried?

Hmm 🤔 I'm not sure tbh, maybe last week? Two weeks ago? Less than a month most likely. Just felt bad about myself and had a good cry.

3. Do you have kids?

No kids, nor do I want any.

4. What sports do you play/ have you played?

Dance (contemporary and a bit of modern jazz) when I was a kid but I didn't learn much even though i started when i was 3 or 4 i think, and did maybe 8(?) years of it.

Circus for 9 years.

Taekwondo for 2 years (I think you're supposed to be a yellow belt after only two years but my teacher gave me the blue belt so 🤷 guess I'm a blue belt).

Self defense for 1 year.

And ski and snowboard since I grew up in the alps though I barely took any classes, mostly just with my parents.

(☝️ This is making me look super sporty even though I'm really not lol)

(+ all the sports I had to do in PE class in school. I really liked rock climbing, orienteering and step aerobics)

5. Do you use sarcasm?

All the time!

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Either clothes or hair I think? I'm not very observant or a good judge of character so it has to be something obvious.

7. What's your eye colour?

Blue 🧿🧿

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings! I don't really like scary movies, though I love suspens and action that get you on the edge of your seat.

9. Any talents?

I have pretty fast reflex? Not sure that's a talent but I'm good at games where you have to catch something or put cards down faster than the other players. Actually I'm good at board games in general (unless I'm playing against my brother, he's way better that me).

10. Where were you born?

In the french alps 🇨🇵🏔

11. What are your hobbies?

Reading (I wish it was more books (it used to be) but honestly most of the time it's mostly fics), playing video games, sewing, knitting, crocheting, random arts and crafts that I'll drop a week later, watching movies and going to the cinema, astronomy (mostly just stargazing so far but one day I'll buy a telescope), playing board games, travelling (does it count as a hobby?), daydreaming about star wars characters...

12. Do you have any pets?

Sort of? I've always had cats at my mom's house but since I moved out it's mostly my mom's cat? But it's also mine and my sister's. Idk it's our cat.

(My mom also has a dog but that's her dog, not mine)

13. How tall are you?

169 cm (which is 5'6" or 5'7" i think)

14. Favourite subject in school?

Maths and Latin

(I was also very good at physics but I didn't love it for some reason, even though that was the most interesting)

15. Dream job?

Prop guy or costume maker in movies (not the designers, the people who actually make the stuff). Or somehow living off of making cosplay and stuff like that (through YouTube and Instagram I guess).

(I'm not actually trying to do any of that though, I don't think I have the skills to do it)

I'm tagging @grapenehifics @piecesofeden11 @willameena @wibzenadarksiderwithasoftheart @renlyslittlerose @cottonraincoat @to-proudly-go @kingdomvel @desmothene @hausofroxann @amadwinter @ineffable-snowman @tideswept @sendpseuds @yourfavoritefridge

(No pressure of course, as always)

[heniareth]

People you want to get to know ^^

Tagged by @oxygenforthewicked thank you for the tag 🙌🙌 I am tagging

@bumblewarden @siriskulksnerding @icylook @badartxd @herearedragons

@saxifrage-wreath @kingdomvel @nai-nty-8 and @alguiensinconcretar (Please feel free to do this or not do this, as you please ^^)

Answers under the cut:

last song:

favorite color: It really reallly depends on the day. Right now, it'd be the color of the sun hitting autumn leaves. Like so:

(Foto credit: David Kovalenko on Unsplash)

currently watching: Nothing, really ^^' I don't have any streaming services and I generally don't watch shows bc... it's so much time 😔😔 Instead, I play video games. Which do not take any time at all /s

last movie: Deadpool & Wolverine!! It was fun 😂😂

sweet/savory/spicy: savory > sweet > spicy

relationship status: that's classified for the sole reason that this is a post on The Internet, which is a public space, and I like the shroud of inscrutability 😌😌

current obsessions: 1) Orcs in the Forgotten Realms, specifically in the Kingdom of Many-Arrows. 2) Ilmater (one of the Faerûnian gods) and his worshippers. 3) My OCs and my friends' OCs.

last thing I googled: I double-checked if the carvings sometimes done in leather are indeed called carvings. It seems they are!

[tzosis]

The Golden Youth and Wez from Mad Max 2 specifically for @kingdomvel. If only my poor baby boy toy on the left hadn't been killed by THE boomerang :(

[tideswept]

In the bones of a miracle I can't help but imagine Obi-Wan as he was on long way round when they were in russia, with his beard long and sometimes all dirty

this is dog obi-wan to me, i love him

!!! asdffff VEL THIS IS PERFECT (GOD bless a long way round it has given us SO MUCH GOOD FOOD)

[tomicaleto]

21 and 39 from the fic writing asks ? :D

Hi! :D

Yet another writing ask

21. Can you accurately predict how long your fics are going to be? If you can, what's your secret?

I wish I could say I do but I'm pretty bad at it haha! Some fics I've written I thought would be longer than what they ended up being and ironically is the ones I worry less about the length that end up being longer than expected xD

39. Wildest AU scenario you have written? Hmmmm I think it may be the necromancer Obi-Wan AU or maybe the Zorro AU i was writing with Jo or maybe this fox Obi-Wan AU of sorts... Or the dragon AU! that one was horny and wild hahaha

Thank you for sending these! Feel free to send more!

[dreaminghour]

that's really valid, and of course tone is hard on the Internet, but even doing: I mean this genuinely, with affection/wonder/astonishment, it's just that I can't stop thinking about your fic and I wanted to say... might work okay :)

as an example

sometimes I have *thoughts* about fics but I'm not 100% sure they will be welcome so I just don't share them and keep them rotating in my brain

[palfriendpatine66]

Last line challenge

The rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 

Last line from the wiggles au, NSFW under the cut

“Slut,” he breathed and then spit onto the exposed muscle that clenched upon contact, watching as the wet glob slid down through matted curls.

I was tagged by @isthisfree. This time around I tag @amadwinter @bunnywan @cottonraincoat @dreaminghour @edgeofn1ght @foreverchangingfandomsao3 @gaily-daily-musings @human-rocket @ishipallthings @jld-az @kingdomvel @loycspotting @maiaspen

[underacalicosky]

Last line challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 

Thank you so much for tagging me @wibzenadarksiderwithasoftheart! ❤️

The last line I wrote was for my Obikin big bang so shh 🤫 I shouldn't share. I haven't had much time to work on anything else, so these are the last lines I wrote for the WIP that I worked on before the big bang:

Whatever Anakin’s been drugged with seems to have triggered some kind of arousal response because when Obi-Wan glances over, he sees his Padawan pressing the heel of his hand into the space between his thighs.

“Master," Anakin whimpers. "My dick."

No pressure tags! @starwalkertales @sky-kenobye @kingdomvel @dark--whisperings @teaforkenobi @lilredghost @ragnarlothcat @veloursdor @thegingerwrites and anyone else who see this and wants to share what they are working on!