#starblossom

[revenant-coining]

Blossomstaric/Starblossomic

[pt: Blossomstaric/Starblossomic /end pt]

[IDs: 2 rectangular flags with 9 horizontal stripes. the stripes sizes are 5 thick with a thin stripe between each stripe. in the center of the first flag is the Google blossom and star emoji combo sticker, a white blossom with yellow accents and a star in the middle. flag colors are in this order from top to bottom: yellow, white, pale yellow, yellow, light yellow, yellow, pale yellow, white, yellow. End ID]

Blossomstaric/Starblossomic: a gender connected to the 🌼 (blossom) and ⭐ (star) combo emoji sticker. (shown below)

[ID: the Google blossom and star emoji combo sticker, a white blossom with yellow accents and a star in the middle. End ID]

Etymology: blossom star/star blossom, “ic” meaning of or pertaining to

@radiomogai , @imawanokiwaaa

[ID: a light blue line divider outline in blue. in the center is the google bubble emoji. End ID]

[halfawitch-willow]

Iron Belly ❁ Starblossom

Willow had what some might call a tumultuous relationship with the oven back home.

It was older than either of her dads and had been in the house twice as long, only seemed to really like Gilbert, and had once eaten part of her braid while she was playing on the kitchen floor as a child. Her Dad had needed to snip it off before it got close enough to go for her head, and she'd had a truly unfortunate haircut for picture day the day after. Maybe it knew that Willow was a powerless sorcerer, and had categorized her as 'prey' instead of 'housemate'. Maybe it was jealous of her stealing all of the attention of her Papa, who more often than not was the one doing damage control when Willow came home sobbing.

Maybe Papa was right and it was just an old demon who was rapidly developing dementia.

Either way, Willow had discovered plenty of tricks to get the old oven to work with her, which was a relief as Willow loved to bake and cook. She'd sacrificed most of her space in her backpack to bring her jar of family sourdough starter with her to PrideU. It was one of the few things she could do at home that didn't necessarily need a spell, even in a house built by sorcerers.

Willow was now staring at the dorm oven, kneeling a respectful distance away with one hand on her chin, trying to figure out exactly how a non-living oven was supposed to work. The lack of teeth or visible breathing was still weird to her, and she was more than a little worried that one wrong move and it would burst to life and go for her hair (again).

"Maybe I should look up a manual..." Willow muttered to herself, tilting her head warily.

[snejkha]

Elamin Starblossom and Prince Sirius in the purchased clothing adopts for @kaviardose // Thank you so so much//

[from-a-legends-pov]

Star Wars Legends: Poll of the Week - Pets

Which of these pets from Star Wars Legends is your favorite?

Sturm and Drang, Talon Karrde’s pet vornskrs, large canine-like animals who hunt using the Force (Heir to the Empire)

Anji, Allana Solo’s pet nexu cub, a feline creature with spiked quills, four eyes, and teeth that could slice a human in half (Fate of the Jedi: Omen)

All-Terrain Attack Vehicle (AT-AV), Tia Organa’s pitten, a pale candy-pink, fluffy creature named by Tia’s niece Leia, who could fit in Leia’s cupped hands and liked to bat at starblossom petals and Leia’s braids (Children of the Jedi)

Grand Admiral Thrawn’s ysalamiri, lizards who repel the Force (Heir to the Empire)

Zeebo, Jedi Prince Ken’s mooka, a small creature with avian physical attributes (Lost City of the Jedi)

Jacen Solo’s many pets, which included a rock lizard (New Jedi Order series)

Hungry for more Star Wars Legends content? Follow @from-a-legends-pov and check out our upcoming Star Wars Legends fanfiction event, From a Legends Point of View, HERE!

[tindomielsilverthorn]

She so perfect, I’m screaming! Thank you so, so very much!!

Lilybeth Starblossom, arcane mage (WoW, OC). She is extremely powerful mage, though her spell control is not as good as others!

Thanks for such epic c✵mmissi✵n @tindomielsilverthorn. This girl became a real magical storm.

Please don't use, restribute or edit my artwork for your purposes.  Shares and saves are welcome! 

[owlart18]

Starblossom Cat and Moonflower Cat Stickers! Find them here!

(Commission info here | MapleStickerShop)

[heybrine]

Oaty Collection

Hey everyone! This time I present to you Oaty Collection, a full base game, Dining Room!

This pack is completelly inspired from a dining room I saw on pinterest and has 15 items.

I am so obsessed how the buffet and tables came out and I really hope you enjoy it! ❤️

Items include:

2 Dine Tables

Dine Chair

Rug (2 sizes)

Wall Carved Art

Wall Lamp

Ceiling Lamp (All 3 Wall Heights)

Hutch

Table Candle

Olive Tree

Vase with branches or starblossoms

Buffet

All Items can be found in catalog with "HEYBRINE" or "Oaty".

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[bodyhorrorprincess]

What’s the songs you’ve been listening to most recently?

Omg thank you for asking!!! Tagging others too btw y’all do the same

Is it wrong - Lana Del Rey

Boys on the radio - Hole

Famous last words - MCR

Bartender - Lana Del Rey

Underage - Ayesha Erotica

@celebrityskinhole222 @cherrys-starblossoms @90sheroincunt @littlelostdollie @fuckistooduptoofast

[halfawitch-willow]

Willow had the rare day off from both classes and work -- mostly because Flower had refused to schedule her for a shift and had told her to "relax for once", which, rude -- and found herself wandering through town, exploring a little. She'd even braved going into one of the coffee shops in town and gotten herself an iced drink!

(Not the one with the flower boxes after that woman had interrogated her in front of, she wasn't that brave.)

Now she was walking down Main Street, soaking in the sun and the smell of summer. She was thinking about walking through the park, or maybe heading up to the Pride U garden to do a bit of work there, but was stopped by a familiar voice.

Willow turned to see the speaker and whaaat the hell was Riley doing.

They'd run into each other a few times in the dorm kitchen since Riley taught her how to use the oven, but aside from that their paths hadn't really crossed until now. When Riley had roller skates on their feet and was pushing themselves with a stick????

Willow's eyes lit up with interest.

"Clearly nothing as cool as what you're doing," she answered, watching with a small grin.

Merrily We Row Along || Open

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

Hi how are you? Ask game time!

16, 47, 65 & 93?

:)

Hi anon!! I’m doing wonderfully rn! God bless the end of finals and the upcoming summer break. How are you? (Should you feel comfortable enough to reply, of course! I don’t bite :3) Thank you for giving me a chance to ramble :3 um. 16 got long so it’s at the bottom 🥰

47: how well-decorated is your bedroom?

That depends! If you mean well decorated as in how much decoration, yes, lots! Well as in nice/aesthetic um? I like it, but I know my maximalist style can be a Lot for some people LMAO. I have posters and D&D art everywhere, a rainbow carpet, Christmas lights strung through my bookshelf, knick knacks everywhere, etc.

65: do you have a Signature Outfit™?

Oh yes absolutely. Or at least a signature formula: graphic t-shirt under matching button up, jeans or shorts, maybe a cap or beanie. Here’s my favorite button up and jeans just for sillies :3

93: favorite game?

In an every context possible way (board game vs video game vs ttrpg), D&D, hands fucking down. But in terms of video games, I adore the Mass Effect series. No other video game series has made me cry quite so much. Baldur’s Gate 3 is a close second, though I am still in Act 3.

16: is there anyone you're not biologically related to that you consider "family"?

ABSOLUTELY. In fact, why don’t I tag those of them that exist here as an excuse to be a huge fucking sap about it and so you all can go follow them. (Uh. This gets long, so adding a read more thing. I get sappy after 10 pm oopsies)

While I am no longer in the fandom that brought us all together (nor are most of them), I do have to thank that fandom for being what put us all in one place. One beta reading comment left on a fic inspired me to finally pick up D&D again after years of failed campaigns—and we’ve been going strong near a year and a half now. This D&D group is fucking everything to me. These people have been with my through the lowest points of my life and I owe everything to them. Not only are they all talented in art, writing, poetry, and the many things they do, but they are all absolutely incredible people and the best friends I ever could have asked for. One little comment genuinely changed my life.

@daughterofdrearburh is one of the coolest people in the world. She’s smart as a whip, hilarious as fuck, and one of the kindest hearts I’ve ever met. If you get the chance, you should bug her about her novel (I am the number one Starblossom fan) and about her horse, Ginger, who she has made incredible strides with. I admire her a lot. Also about her homebrew/framkensteined together TTRPG she’s running, because it’s a fucking blast!!

@ninthhousesteel was actually the first of the gang that I was mutuals with!! She’s also incredibly funny (probably the most hilarious person I know, seriously they pop out of fucking nowhere with one liners that’ll leave you in stitches). She’s so fucking smart and doing incredible things in engineering (I may not understand it, but I know they’re going to do great things), as well as being a great artist and wonderful writer. Also? Incredible taste in music, frankly. Another thing to bug them about!

@haaawaiianshirt is like. I don’t even know where to start. The best personality ever. She’s funny, outgoing, unbelievably sweet, with just the right amount of bite! She’s like summertime personified, just warm and the best to be around. You can’t help but smile. Add onto that the most delicious art style and an incredible talent for so many different crafts (ask her about crochet beast!!). They’re going to be famous one day for being behind the set design of all your favorite theme parks and theme park rides.

@candle-lion is so COOL. I genuinely look up to her so so so much. Again with the super funny (literally can’t breathe with this group, you will be in stitches). One of the most talented writers I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading, an incredible DM, master at roleplay and making characters you can’t help but fall in love with, as a player or a DM. I admire everything she does in teaching—she is exactly the kind of teacher that our world is in desperate need of. She’s going to change lives, I just know it.

@lavenderlevetan where Emmie is summertime, Eve is autumn. She’s so unbelievably chill, a breath of fresh air to be around, a warm mug of tea of a person, if you catch my drift. She’s so sweet and so smart and sooo wonderful to hang out with, with possibly the most lovely laugh ever. Her writing is immaculate, and god I just LOVE the way she builds characters. You can’t help but be sucked into their inner workings. And yet another incredible artist!!

@suwunnysideup the master storyteller. I have never met someone with such a skill for weaving together stories and characters in such a beautiful web that you can’t help but be starstruck. Seriously, the world building is insane and so in depth, you can see how much they really care. They’re a fucking riot and my best fucking friend. Once again, another insanely talented artist, I need to shake their art like a chew toy. Ask them about carpe diem :3

And last but not least, while not an active PC in our main campaign, the group would not be complete without @avocadosockz . Our resident meme maker, comedian, character arc instigator, beloved guest star NPC, and best audience in the world—while also joining our side campaign as the funniest possible character choice in the world (ask her about Sadie!). Another amazingly supportive person who I appreciate with all of my heart, I love bouncing evil ideas off of her in DMs to enact upon the rest of the party. Excited for our next little scheme >:3

That’s the D&D group covered but I’m not done, if you would believe it. I will take every single chance to be a complete sap about my friends.

More people I met through fandom! I haven’t talked to them as much in recent months, which I’m terribly guilty about, they are all incredible people. @lionydoorin is a wonderful artist and a super sweet person, someone you can always rely on. They’re going to med school and I know they’re going to be fucking amazing in their field. @idyllghost is another rad artist and one of my first really good friends here in Tumblr! He’s so sweet, so funny, and so good at poetry and writing too. An artistic genius in so many ways.

@whiteredrose13 is possibly my oldest internet friend. I think we’re going on?? 5+ years now? Which isn’t much compared to some of y’all, but it’s a lot to me. Rose is one of the kindest, most supportive people in the entire world. She’s so unbelievably patient, listening to me ramble on and on about my D&D campaign and my unfinished writings. Speaking of, because I’m literally surrounded by talent, they are yet another insanely wonderful artist AND writer, with an incredible world and the most lovable OCs ever. Gabe and Ana and their entire family will always live rent free in my brain 🫶

And a special shout-out to the one irl friend who has stuck by me through everything 🫶 Elaina is so kind, so funny, so fucking smart, the best taste in music, one of my favorite people to talk for hours with. I wish we hung out more :,) (Side note, Em I’m realizing the two of you are like two sides of the same coin and would get along so we’ll probably)

If I forgot anyone, know that you are loved in equal measure, I am simply sleepy and functioning on post finals brain fry 🫶

[leonaxtreyobsessionsideblog]

leona x trey fan fiction recommendation

“tangerine blossoms bloom in early spring” by starblossoms on archive of our own

this is a really cute and calm pre-relationship fic depicting them slowly getting use to each other’s presence mostly leona getting used to treys presence lol but any they’re interactions in this fic are so calm and soft it just fills me with warm feelings even though there isn’t anything explicitly romantic

link:

[themazine]

⚓ Contributor spotlight! ⚓ Next up from our lineup of writers is @catboysooyoung! Image caption:

An introductory profile image. The text reads: First line: kir, Writer. Twitter: _starblossoms_. Tumblr: catboysooyoung. Archive of Our Own: starblossoms. 

Writing feature:

“Eonni, what are you doing here? You’re not working today?” Jihye asked in earnest, because everyone knew that Yoo Sangah was a workaholic who would even work on the weekends these days, though it was unclear whether the job actually demanded it.  “Mhm. I got the weekend off for once,” her back was turned from Jihye again. Jihye zoomed in on the side of her face, Yoo Sangah’s gaze seemed to be fixed on the desolate city before them.  “And I had a small errand to run here.” A small smile. Jihye didn’t push the subject. Sangah noticeably glanced at the camera in her hands, “What’s this? Are you interviewing me for a project, Jihye-ssi?” “No, uh.. I’m just kind of… vlogging, I guess?” Jihye must have been shifting her feet, with how shaky the footage got here. “Ah… Uh, are you okay, eonni?” The footage stabilized, and the angle shifted to focus once again, on the side of Sangah’s face. She nodded, and had looked downwards for only a brief moment, before considering the camera. A small smile on her painted lips. “Just needed a little air.” Lee Jihye didn’t say more after that, and neither did Yoo Sangah. The remainder of the clip simply panned over the blurry skyline of the ruined city, drenched in the warmth of the setting sun. Strange cries of birds overhead could be heard accompanying the shot, receding only as it cut to black.

Favorite Jihye thing: ⸢【Why, why is it not me, but you??】⸥ [...] ⸢I want to have it.⸥ Her eyes soaked in ancient sorrow suddenly were filled with streaks of madness. The 999th turn's Lee Jihye slowly turned her head. Her gaze was now locked firmly on the unconscious Lee Jihye. ⸢I too, want to live this kind of life.⸥

[walkawaytall]

He had been on to her for over a year, well before she replaced her father in the Senate. Leia Organa was charming, and well-spoken, and an excellent little actress, but Wilhuff had seen through the charade ages ago. Since he first recognized her traitorous ways, Wilhuff couldn’t help but notice that the princess seemed to have it out for him in particular. He had wasted days and sometimes weeks at a time chasing down false leads on there whereabouts of the Rebellion, had missed catching the Rebels at various outposts and bases across the galaxy by mere minutes, and on several occasions, had been given false intel about an alleged abundance of starblossom custard in the Senate cafeteria only to arrive for lunch and find that it was bread pudding day — the worst of all dessert days. All of this and more, he was sure, could be traced back to the conniving workings of Leia Organa.

He couldn’t talk about his suspicions with anyone any longer. He had already tried, and the responses he received were borderline insulting.

“You think the young princess organized her own kidnapping and robbery? She’s been sobbing hysterically for an hour. Have a heart, Governor.”

“I don’t think Senator Organa has the time or motive to sabotage your personal calendar, Tarkin.”

“You’re calling a seventeen-year-old girl your nemesis? Wilhuff, are you sure you’re quite well?”

-----Nemesis----- 2688 words

ao3 | ffn

[sweetheartmotives]

That paste you were talking about, it's meaty but not greasy, and very soothing. It's chewable as well. Very nice taste, too.

Yes yes, I think I had one that was a meat or something called 'chicken'. The paste was smooth and not clumpy, which was a good thing since I had my teeth done that day because I had a 'Cavuty' as the humans would call it from eating too many Plasma pearls, Starblossoms, and Glowworms. Anywho, I got off-topic. The paste was very smooth as I said and not chewy at all, which was a good feeling. It's like licking nectar off the Nebulite flowers.

[eventhedevilsafraid]

Not a Proper Jedi : Part 2

Summary: You are having a hell of a day. The last week has left you exhausted. A manic depressive episode, followed by a full day panic attack, followed by a, blessedly brief, anxiety attack has left you struggling to even attempt to person today. Your best friend finds you in your room, and decides to try and make it better. 

Warnings: MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY. MENTAL ILLNESSES: Manic Depression, Severe Panic disorder, Body dysmorphic disorder. mentions of medication. Talks of suicide, briefly. Self harm. Brief mention of the words torture, sexual assault, and death. Plus sized reader. Obi-Wan being sweet. Mainly fluff and angst. Lots of tears and confessions. Flashbacks. No Y/N, not a big fan of it, but endearing nicknames and one not endearing nickname is used. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU GET TRIGGERED BY MENTAL ILLNESSES, SUICIDE TALKS, OR ANYTHING OF THE LIKE. 

Authors Notes: This got away from me honestly. I apologize. I love it though and I hope you love it too! Feel free to reach out if you want to see anything different or have any advice for a new writer. I am working on the next part to this and to The Midichlorian Production Project so hopefully new parts will be posted shortly! I love you all

Word Count: 1951 

Dinner was a delicious spread of your favorite foods: shawada clubb sandwiches, smoked kaadu ribs, meiloorun juice, starblossom fruit, and jogan fruit tart. It was the highlight of your weeks, you loved spending time with whoever came. Almost always, the council would rotate, making sure your ties were strong with each member. The permanent fixtures in these dinners, though, were Master Fisto, Master Windu, and Master Yoda. You chatted about how classes were going, how you were handling field missions when you were assigned to them, and how you felt on your medications. The air was always kept open and peaceful, encouraging an honest conversation. You sat in the Council dining area, normally used for exceptionally long meetings so they didn’t have to break for meals. Master Fisto was by your left side, Master Rancisis to your right. Everyone else filled the seats around the table with Master Yoda taking up the head chair. 

Spending time with everyone was wonderful, and you ended up mostly forgetting what happened during mid-day meal. The laughter and happiness in the air was infectious and you found yourself thoroughly enjoying the evening.

Long after dinner was over and most conversation died down, the grandmaster had announced it was time for meditation, to strengthen the bonds formed and let the emotions of the day pass. Everyone gathered in a circle, sitting in the meditation chairs available. You never joined in the circle, always sitting in the middle to feel safe, even subconsciously. The seven masters in the circle were close enough together that they could reach out and touch you. 

Starting with Master Yoda, everyone in the room sunk into the Force. Feeling the peace and tranquility of the atmosphere around you helped you keep a calm mind and find your way. The feeling of weightlessness and floating flowed through you, then a feeling of gentle waves. First was a cooling blue, then a beautiful purple, an earthy green, vivid red, pink, orange, and lastly silver. In turn, every master in the circle washed their signatures over your own, a pale yellow. Taking time to focus on each wonderful color and the feeling they brought to you, you and the corresponding master were able to make your bonds stronger. Your bonds with Masters Rancisis and Ti needing the most concentration due to them not always being able to attend these dinners and work on bonds. The brightest bonds you held were between Master Windu, Master Fisto, and the grandmaster himself, Master Yoda. 

Between the strengthening of the bonds, you were meditating and communing with the Force. During one of these communinions, you notice a small dark presence in the corner of your mind. Focusing on it, you were flooded with the emotions and words from mid-day meal. The pain and hurt that you felt at the words of the spiteful Jedi Knight. The feeling of suffocation when you were surrounded with snickers and menacing grins. You quickly shielded that section of your mind and after a speedy check of the Force bonds, you saw how much stronger they had gotten during this session.

Slowly pulling yourself from the Force, you kept yourself as calm as you could. This was going to be the one time you didn’t tell anyone what was about to happen. You felt that you would be a burden to the Council if you were to say that you believed an attack was coming. It had been almost 3 months since your last one, and you didn’t want them to worry about you, again. Logically, you knew better. You knew they wouldn’t think less of you for an attack coming after the words that were said to you. But, that’s the thing isn’t it? You weren't going to tell the Council about it, and unless someone was watching the holos in the security sector, no one else would either. You didn’t notice you had zoned out until you felt a hand on your shoulder. 

“Dewdrop?” Master Fisto. “Dewdrop, are you alright?” Mentally shaking yourself, you blinked, smiled at the kind master, and nodded your head. 

“Yes, Master, of course. This has been one of the best dinners we have had, and I was just thinking about how much I appreciate all of you for the sacrifice I know you have made. The code strictly forbids attachments. And yet, I have ties to all of you, and the rest of the council that couldn’t join tonight. I feel stronger than I did all those years ago.” Rambling. You did it best when you were nervous or tired. You hoped they would just assume the latter, as it was close to the time you usually went to sleep. 

Small smiles broke out on the faces of those in front of you, and you smiled back in turn. You twisted to look behind you, and looked at Masters Windu and Yoda. You made a face at Master Windu, and when he opened his lips to say something about it, Master Yoda swatted the other master's knee with his gimmer stick. You snorted a laugh at the offense Master Windu took to that. 

You let a small hit of the exhaustion you felt tint your signature and yawn. “I am feeling awfully tired. Would it be okay if I retire to my rooms?” 

“Of course, Dewdrop. Let me escort you back to your chambers,” Master Fisto replied. 

“Oh, it’s alright, Master. I wouldn’t want to inconvenience you. You should get some rest as well, don’t you have a mission tomorrow morning?” You grinned at him, and he shook his head with a chuckle. You stood up and stretched. Walking outside the circle of masters, you turned around and bowed, “Good night, Masters. Thank you for this evening. I really enjoy meditation with all of you.” A smile and a wave later, you were out of the council chamber doors. 

Thoughts were swirling around your head and you felt yourself getting upset more and more. Unable to shake what the knights had said, you quickly ran to your chambers. The hiss of the door sliding into place echoed in your head. You knew you needed to holomessage the Masters, anyone, to help you, but you felt worthless. Like you weren’t important enough or worthy enough to have the help they provided you. You made your way to the fresher, turned on the tap, and prayed to the Force that the steam will help clear your mind. 

An hour later found you clean and in your night wear, a simple pair of training shorts and a bandeau, sitting crossed legged in the center of the living space. You were trying, and failing, to meditate. Frustration clouded your mind, words like useless and disgusting running a race through your thoughts. The words grew louder and louder in your head, faster than you could stop them. It was making your head feel like there was so much pressure pushing on your eyes, all the way to your ears. You threw your hand up and summoned a razor from the fresher, determined to make it stop. The second it slapped into your palm, you drug it across your arm. The feeling was indescribable. As the blood dripped down your arm, the pressure in your head eased. You drug the razor across your arm for a second time, slightly deeper than before, and the pressure almost vanished. The words were still there but quieter now. 

Being able to hear the world around you again, you could hear the pounding on your door. Mind still fuzzy, and arm still trailing blood, you quickly got up to answer. As you rushed to open it you forgot to cover yourself with a robe, and as soon as the thought to grab a robe dawned on you the door was sliding open. 

Before you stood your best friend and Master Windu, both looking extremely worried. You turned your body sideways to hide your bloodied arm.

“Obi-Wan, Master Windu, is everything alright?” you asked as evenly as possible.

“You didn’t answer your comms and we have been knocking for almost five minutes, Dewdrop,” Master Windu started. “Why did it take you so long to answer?” His eyes were scanning you from head to toe, looking for anything wrong.

“My apologies, Master. I was in the fresher. Obi-Wan, what are you doing here?” You needed them to leave but you couldn’t be suspicious about it. 

“I tried to comm you, but you didn’t answer. I went to Master Windu and he said he hadn’t seen you since the evening meal. Are you alright?” Obi seemed genuinely worried, and it broke your heart.

“I’m okay, I am sorry. I was just meditating and then went to take a shower in the fresher. I didn’t mean to worry you all.” You moved your arm slightly and Master Windu caught sight of the red streaming down your skin. 

In one quick movement, Master Windu shoved his way through the door, grabbing your wrist and bringing it up to his sightline. Fear swam through his gaze as he watched you. 

“Hey-!” You tried to get your arm free but it was too late, Obi-Wan had seen it as well. He rushed into the room and quickly sealed the door shut to keep others from seeing it as well. 

“Dewdrop, what happened? Why didn’t you call?” He was asking gentle questions, but his eyes couldn’t meet yours. You had your face turned away, staring at a spot on the floor. You opened your mouth to answer but nothing would come out. ‘Shut down’ they called it. You could hear but you couldn’t respond. You face frighteningly blank, you looked up towards the ceiling and tears started to stream down your face.

“Dewdrop? Please. I only want to help.” Master WIndu was pleading with you, but you couldn’t answer, because that would mean explaining, and explaining meant reliving it, and reliving it again was not about to happen again.

“What’s going on, Master?” Obi-wan asked. Poor man had no idea of your ailments, but he yearned to help you. 

“We need to get her to the healers.” Master Windu’s tone left no room for negotiation, but your head snapped towards him and you violently shook your head no. He looked at you and saw the embarrassment flooding your eyes, and had to make a quick decision. 

“Obi-Wan. I need you to take my comm, and send a message to Vokara Che.” Master Windu’s tone brokered no argument. Obi-Wan grabbed the comm from Windu’s waist bel6 and found Healer Che’s contact.

“What-what do I say, Master?” Obi-Wan was nervous, and scared. 

“Tell her ‘Running Sunshine’, she’ll understand.” Your head was starting to get fuzzy as you watched Obi-Wan furiously type away on Master WIndu’s commlink. “Dewdrop, stay with me, okay? Tell me about your old master.” Master Windu’s voice was wobbly in your ears, you glanced down and noticed he had wrapped your arm in a towel.

Your vision was still blurring and fading in and out of focus. You couldn’t hold yourself up anymore, and your knees went jelly under your weight. Obi-Wan caught you before you could hit the ground and he lowered his body to the floor to hold you to him.

The door burst open with Chief Healer Vokara Che racing into the room. She flew across the space to you laying limply in Obi-Wan's arms. She quickly assessed the damage to your arm, and started ordering Master Windu to gather more towels and why you hadn’t been brought down to the Healing Ward. You couldn’t follow the conversation very well. Eventually your eyes fell shut, and you drifted into the Force.

[daughterofdrearburh]

driving in the car daydreaming about the starblossom edits that could be made to the soundtrack of guilty pleasure (chappell roan) but i have to finish the book FIRST?????????????,