#the reverse Hardeen fic

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Weekly Spotlight

✨Art

@hero-thief // Art // role-swap/reversal // 2020

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@djk-creations // Art // domestic // 2021

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@astriloquiis-art // Art // lightsaber // 2021

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@wrennette // Art // battle couple // 2022

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@thegreencarousel // Art // badass couple // 2021

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@treescantjump // Art // domestic // 2021

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@galateagalvanized // Art // keldabe kiss // 2021

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@wrennette // Art // au // 2021

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@xwingsandlaserswords // Gifset // time travel // 2020

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@thebrainofoctavian // Art // dancer/musician/theater au // 2023

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✨Fics

@buggstuff // Fic // rebel au & cody with a lightsaber // 2023

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@nuclearturtle // Fic // lightsaber // 2022

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@idleWanderer // Fic // rako hardeen/ faked death // 2023

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@a-sour-nectarine // Fic // sith au // 2021

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@inkformyblood // Fic // wings // 2022

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@brigittttoo // Fic // fix-it // 2021

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@silvermoongirl10swfics // Fic // domestic/everyday life // 2021

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@xwingsandlaserswords // Fic // fix-it // 2020

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@wixiany // Fic // purge trooper cody // 2022

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@foreverchangingfandomsao3 // Fic // “there are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.” — Patrick Rothfuss - the wise man's fear // 2024

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[codywanweek]

2023 Prompts

Thank you all for voting!! It's now time to announce the prompts for Codywanweek 2023!

We have two sets of prompts for writing and art, which are divided into multiple categories: AU, Broad, and Specific (and NSFW for the writing prompts this year). We'd appreciate it you use the art prompts for art and fic prompts for fics (this is easier for the eventual masterlists asjhfsdg)! But podfics, gifsets and everything else you can imagine are all welcome too!

There is a plain text version for screenreaders here. (Edited this post so it works in everyone's blog theme as well)

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Writing Prompts

The Blue* prompts are the most voted for overall!

Day/---/AU/--------------------/Broad

Rebel AU/------------------/Jedi/Sith artifact/temple

Tatooine Husbands*/------/Little Brothers

Arranged Marriage/-------/Only One Bed*

Force Sensitive Cody*/---/"This isn't what I signed up for"

Sith AU/--------------------/Established Relationship

Modern AU/----------------/Undercover*

Timeline Shenanigans*/---/Dancing

Day/---/Specific/---------------------/NSFW

Cody with a lightsaber*/--------/Bondage

Trading Weapons/---------------/Fuck or Die

Growing Old Together/----------/Dirty Talk

Secret Relationship/------------/Dom/Sub

Battle Couple*/------------------/First Time

Flimsiwork and Tea/-------------/Force Sex

Rako Hardeen/Faked Death/---/SPICY

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Art Prompts

The Blue* prompts are the most voted for overall!

Day---AU

Ancient Greece/Rome/Egypt

Tatooine Husbands*

Dancer/Musician/Theater AU

Historical (Edwardian/Victorian/Medieval/Prohibition era)*

Role Reversal

Prince/Knight*

Creatures/Hunters

Day/---/Broad----------------/Specific

Sleeping/--------------/Forehead Touch/Keldabe Kiss*

Wings/-----------------/Formal Wear

Stars/Sun*/-----------/BAMF Cody/Obi

Light and Dark/-------/Flimsiwork and Tea

Hands/----------------/Sitting Vigil/Injury*

Lightsabers/----------/Wearing a Dress/Skirt

Armour*/--------------/Force Bond

[whats-sith]

Stress writing

For some reason I’m incapable of cultivating healthy writing (and living) habits. My anxiety has returned with a vengeance, thanks to the growing mountain of RL issues I try to forget and deal with later... So. Stress writing. It works better than whisky, but it also led to more anxiety because I almost got no sleep this night, I still need to hand in 5 pages of lesson outline by 7pm (in less than eight hours) and then I still have to do the preparations I could have finished at any time these past two weeks of holidays.

Here be fic. Written on no sleep, too much alcohol and no fucks left to give. Not betaed, probably a bit wonky. Not finished by far.

Might edit later (after I finish part two).

Skywalker is late. Of-fripping-course he is. Probably got lost while trying to disentangle himself from the thousands of layers of gauzy fabric that make up Senator Amidala's formidable skirts.

Mace tries very hard not to glare at the off-white spot of re-touched wall he has been staring at for the better part of an hour now. The wall is not at fault here. Neither is the green troll-like creature who currently occupies the single bunk this Force-forsaken cell has to offer.

Well. Maybe Yoda is partly at fault. After all, it was he who decided on this meeting. And this particular location.

Come to think of it, maybe Master Yoda is indeed the one mostly to blame for the current situation. And Qui-Gon Jinn, of course. Can't forget him.

At this epiphany, Mace decides to direct his not-glare at the only present (and living) source of his frustrations. Who appears to be meditating. Great.

"Look older than your old Master you will, if stuck this face becomes."

Only decades of practice since the cutting of his braid prevent Mace from smoothing his features into a mask of serenity as a reflex to the verbal jab. Instead he makes an effort to deepen his frown.

"Skywalker is late. And this place is vile." That alone should be justification enough.

"Hrmph." Master Yoda deigns to lift one eyelid to glance at the door that they left slightly ajar upon entering. "Unknown to most, this place is. Hard to find. Meant to keep in evil and meant to keep out the Force. Arrive soon, young Skywalker will."

Mace just wishes that "soon" was ten minutes ago.

He, as Master of the Order, has of course known about the existence of these cells. Built over a thousand years ago during the last Sith Wars, their purpose is to hold the most powerful darkside users. They are designed in a way that not only keeps prisoners from breaking out, but also ensures that nobody can assist a break-out attempt from the outside. In short, there is no way of using the Force from either the inside or the outside of this cell once the door is closed.

Considering that no-one (except Skywalker) knows where they are at the moment, this isn't exactly a comforting thought.

However, the reason Master Yoda had to choose this cell for a meeting far outweighs any feelings of discomfort Mace might have about the place and so he tries to distract himself with conversation.

"You are really sure that we should go through with it?"

"Doubtful of the information you still are?" Master Yoda finally opens his eyes and smirks. The audacity. "Thought that one proof would be enough I did."

"It is enough proof," Mace hastily says. He tries very hard not to think of that… proof. "I'm just not sure if this is really the right course of action in the light of this revelation…"

"Clouded by the darkside, the Force is. Sure we cannot be. Trust in young Skywalker, we must now."

Easier said than done, Mace thinks. He is the first to admit that he and Skywalker usually do not see eye to eye. About following commands. About showing the proper respect to your elders. About the appropriate amount of Muja sauce to douse your breakfast waffles with. About the Code.

Still, until last night, when Yoda roused him to reveal to him all that he had learnt, Mace Windu would never have thought twice about trusting Skywalker with his life - or the future of the Order.

Skywalker may often be rash and too emotional, but that is not unusual for young knights who constantly feel they have to prove something. If Mace is somewhat antagonistic towards Skywalker, it is because he believes that the man is a damn fine Jedi. A damn fine Jedi with the potential to maybe become the greatest Jedi the Order has seen in a very long time. Maybe he should have shown him…

"Masters?"

And there arrives the subject of Mace's musings. He's almost an hour late. At least he looks somewhat apologetic.

"Apologies for being late, Masters. I was not sure I got the right place so I turned back twice. They weren't big on numbering the corridors down here, were they." He explains sheepishly and rubs the back of his neck. There is a suspicious reddish streak peeking out of his collar. As usual, Mace determinedly does not take notice.

"Come in, Skywalker. I'd offer to take a seat, but I'm afraid that furnishings are rather sparse."

Skywalker gives the cell a cursory sweep with his gaze and doesn't even try to conceal how decidedly unimpressed he is with their choice of meeting place. Mace cannot blame him.

"What is this place?" He finally asks.

Look around and take a guess, Mace wants to say. He doesn't. Yoda only let him come because he promised not to provoke Skywalker. If they believe what Qui-Gon had to say, alienating the Chosen One is what they must try to prevent and not further encourage by their actions - or their in-action.

"The Order used these cells in the last great war against the Sith. They are completely cut-off from the Force. No-one can access the Force from inside here and no-one from the outside can sense what happens in here."

"Then why are we meeting here of all places?" Skywalker's narrows his eyes and fixes Mace with a stare. "And where are the other Masters of the Council? Why isn't Obi-Wan here? He is on-planet at the moment."

Trust Skywalker to open with the easy questions. Why can't he ever just first listen to what they have to say before he starts to question their motives? Mace breaks the stare and looks pointedly at Yoda. His plan - his turn for explanations. Mace sure as hell has no idea how to answer these questions in a nice and appeasing manner.

Apparently, neither does Master Yoda, because the next words out of his mouth are: "Know of this meeting, Master Kenobi must not. Important it is that he remains in the dark."

Following the Grandmaster's words, for the briefest moment, the Force flares up with Skywalker's distrust, sour and suffocating. In here, they are cut off from the outside world, so it feels like all that exists in the Force is the three of them. This must be the only reason why this briefest slip of Skywalker's shields let them get a clear read of his feelings. It's disconcerting to think that the Chosen One can harbour such negative feelings towards them. All the more considering what Qui-Gon has revealed to Master Yoda.

"Calm yourself, young Skywalker," Yoda continues without missing a beat.

"Contacted I was by a former student of mine. Some important information I have learned, about the Sith Master and his plans…"

"I'm sorry, Master Kenobi, but there really is no more paperwork." The Padawan behind the counter manages to look both apprehensive and apologetic at the same time. Obi-Wan still isn't convinced.

"How can there be no more paperwork? I have been away from the temple for almost three whole months. The backlog-"

"Be assured that all is in order, Master Kenobi." Madame Nu's  familiar voice interrupts suddenly from behind. "There have been some changes in administration recently, to increase efficiency and offer relief to desperately overworked Generals. So far, the results are compelling."

She glides next to the Padawan and checks the datapad of requisition notes and inventory logs that Obi-Wan has wanted to swap for a new one.  "Like I said, all seems to be in order. No need to frighten Padawan Badel any more than necessary. Good day, Master Kenobi. Enjoy your free time."  

Obi-Wan steps out of the archives and does not know what to do with himself. He has planned to spend the afternoon doing paperwork before he Council's evening session and then fall into bed. Tomorrow he was going to check on the progress of the repairs on the Negotiator and then repeat the cycle of paperwork, Council and sleep.

Meeting with Anakin for a bit of sparring and catching up has been on his agenda as well, until Anakin had to leave on an impromptu solo-mission to the Mid-Rim early this morning. The mission was only supposed to last three days at the most, but Obi-Wan would most likely already be gone when Anakin returned.

It really can't be helped. Duty always comes before pleasure. Maybe they would manage to see each other the next time they are both planet side.

Once there was a time when Obi-Wan looked forward to shore-leave on Coruscant. Shore-leave for his men, that is. Council-duties and paperwork usually keep his schedule sufficiently busy, but sometimes there is time for a friendly sparring match, a trip to the archives that is strictly for leisure -research can be fun, Anakin, thank you very much- taking a moment to watch the antics of their Padawan with her agemates or having a pleasant meal together at Dex's. On some rare occasions, he even managed a live holo-call to Mandalore over a secure connection.

Now though, there is nobody left on Mandalore to wait for his call. Nobody to scold him for the tardiness of his replies, to tease him about the scruffiness of his beard, to smile at him as they reminisce about simpler times long gone.

Now, when he steps into the Padawans' training salle, it always takes a moment for his eyes to finish their futile sweep for blue and white montrals and a pair of green sabres until his brain catches up and he remembers that Ahsoka won't be there anymore.

Now, the most he sees of Anakin is during joint missions between the 501st and the 212th. When they are both planet-side at the same time, Anakin prefers to spend his time away from the temple. Of course Obi-Wan knows to whomwhere Anakin goes in his free time (he doubts that there is anyone on Coruscant with functioning eyesight who doesn't) and he doesn't begrudge Anakin that bit of happiness.

And it's not as if they don't see each other at all - sometimes they manage to squeeze in a sparring match between debriefings or a late shared meal in their quarters - but spending time together used to be a given, a casual closeness without need of arrangements in advance… now all their meetings on temple grounds outside the training salle are characterised by an awkward stiffness, both of them trying to recreate their former closeness, but not knowing how to go about it.

It's not the Jedi way to regret or to wonder 'what if'. Still, in moments like this, when Obi-Wan can't help but miss the closeness he once shared with his former Padawan, he wonders if things might be different if he had never agreed to the Rako Hardeen mission. Or if he had allowed Anakin to accompany him to Mandalore. Or if he had done more to protect Ahsoka, to convince her to stay.

He only realises the depth of his melancholy musings when he sees where his feet have carried him without his explicit command. The hangar isn't usually a place where he spends any of his freetime, if he can help it. This is Anakin's territory.

Well- Obi-Wan might not be a genius at engineering like Anakin, but he is a passable mechanic. Spending the afternoon to do some basic maintenance on his own star fighter isn't such a bad idea.

Anakin's star fighter next to his own is expectedly missing. What is unexpected, however, is the sight of a familiar white and blue astromech standing in its place.

"Artoo?" At the call of his name, the droid swivels around. "Has Anakin left you here?"

Obi-Wan cannot understand binary, but the beeps and trills that answer his questions are sufficiently outraged that no translation is needed. It also catches the attention of every sentient within 200 feet.

"There is something wrong with his thrusters," calls one of the maintenance workers, a Weequay wearing the grey uniform of Temple ground personnel, from out of a half-dismantled cockpit. "Skywalker wanted to fix them as soon as he's back."

That explains it. When it comes to his droids, Anakin doesn't like to take risks. Were it that Anakin held his own life in similar regard.

He bends down and pats Artoo's dome. "Come on, Artoo. How about you help me do some maintenance? I might even spring an oil bath as a reward."

The droid humms and hawwws and finally beeps something unenthusiastic that Obi-Wan interprets as a 'Fine then.' He allows himself a fond smile. Artoo might be exasperating at times, but he can't deny that the little droid starts to grow on him.

From one moments to the next, the world ends.

Later the Healers will tell him that he just collapsed on his way from the hangar back to the apartment. He knows it is not the whole truth.

At the spot where it happened, two of the giant stained glass windows are completely blown out and one of the columns has to be reinforced due to its structural integrity being compromised.

All he can remember is feeling an instance of intense dread, reaching out to Anakin through their bond in confusion and then, pain.

Obi-Wan has read many descriptions of the excruciating pain that comes with the spontaneous severing of a Force-bond. He has also a lot of first-hand experience as the subject of many different, often quite creative torture techniques.

Neither the books, nor the torture could have ever prepared him for the reality of living through a torn bond.

After the pain comes the darkness and then the sterile white of the Halls of healing.

Master Yoda is there when he wakes that first time to a world without Anakin Skywalker. He doesn't have to say anything. Obi-Wan knows without a doubt that Anakin is dead. Their bond is gone and in its place, nothing. Physical wounds at least leave a scar, but when Obi-Wan reaches inside of himself to all the places that Anakin used to be, there is nothing left of him. The realisation leaves him numb.

Obi-Wan tries to keep is eyes on the ceiling. He cannot look Yoda in the eye.

Not yet.

"How?" he manages to croak. His voice sounds as if he had swallowed a bucket of sand. His vocal chords are on fire. Strange that he hasn't noticed before… did he scream?

"A malfunction in the hyperspace ring. Trigger an explosion it did, the moment he left hyperspace."

"Sabotage?" The ceiling is very white. Like all of the halls of Healing. Out of the corner of his eye, Obi-Wan sees Yoda shaking his head.

"An accident it was. Certain that is."

Anakin dying - not on a battlefield with a lightsaber in hand, Obi-Wan at his side- but alone in space because of mechanical failure? That can't be right… Anakin is the Chosen One. He cannot just be gone because of an accident.

Obi-Wan closes his eyes against all that whiteness. He lets out the breath he hasn't realised he's holding. Now the outside is dark again. Like the inside. With Anakin's light gone, all the world is very dark. Everything matches.

Funny that.

"Strong your bond was." He hears Yoda say from somewhere on the left of the outside-darkness. "Strong your attachment."

It's a statement, not a reprimand, but still Obi-Wan feels like a failure. His attachments have always been his greatest weakness. Not that there are very many left now.

He has the feeling that Master Yoda wants to say more, but after a while he hears him get up and leave the room.

tbc...

next up: the “funeral” of Anakin Skywalker, some explanations about what the hell is going on, lots and lots of Obi-Wan angsting and having chats with the Chancellor

[lowkeyanakin]

WIP Title Tag

Rules:  post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips

@rexismycopilot said to auto-tag ourselves so i have!!!

here we gooooo. first: we have the main wips with thousands of words already written:

Stand By Me pt.2

where you i'm going there is no me without you

5+1 I was born to love you

Force tiredness

it's you, it's all for you, everything i do

just one yesterday

Then we have the ones i have put away for never later, because there's only a few lines of plotting and not much else

Touch starvation

reverse rako hardeen

smutkin pt.2

compass fic pt.2 and 3

2nd pov ahsoka

enslaved dadakin epilogue

a few unnamed drafts on my notes app

Heaven Sent

5 + 1 kisses - love me tender

5 + 1 hands

5 + 1 married couple

amnesia au

across the stars

dial tones

dry your eyes, soulmates never die

eclipse

anakin meet anakin (meet anakin)

luke looked at the piece of paper

my way home is through you (ot3)

ot3 birth

clothes 18th birthday

obikin quiobi

of force, masters and padawans

pirate au

violet evergarden au

platonic soulmates

possessiveness: heart-shaped box

rehab

slave au

orphanage au

trans!anakin

and an awful lot of "untitled document"s and some that exist only in my mind

if you see this and want to do it, please do!! and do send an ask lmao im on my period and a lot of pain, i'd appreciate it 🤍

[rexismycopilot]

hello! hope all is well. re: the most recent fic asks, what do you think will sow seeds of doubt in Anakin's mind that Palpatine is not what he seems? (forgive me, this is just thinking out loud) is it the Temple bombing? does he get asked to do something that would devastate Obi-Wan (reverse Rako Hardeen, perhaps)? do Fives and Rex get to him? the possibilities are endless. regardless, I think you'll cook up something wonderful. best of luck on the retrospective fic about how it all begins!!!

The possibilities are truly endless! I love this thinking out loud ask!!

I feel like I oversold a little how Palpatine is brought up in this fic I'm currently working on. He's mentioned briefly, but it's not a significant portion of the fic. However, the important thing about it is that Anakin begins to look at Palpatine in a slightly darker light.

I wanted to set it up now so that in a fic coming up, it's not necessarily out of the blue that Anakin goes, "Hey. This dude ain't right."

I do really like all of your ideas! Hmm... they are definitely spinning the dusty wheels of my brain. It's hard because there are so many reasons we all hate Palpy and we all just want to see him suffer. Hurt, no comfort for that bastard.

[tennessoui]

That Mobi-Wan encountering Anakin while he still works for Palpatine AU!!! Interesting!!! Psychological!!! Sexy!!! I now want a whole fic on that its fascinating 😭😭😭💜💜💜🍆🍆👍👍

so psychological!! so sexy lmao it would probably be way more manipulation form the beginning literally no pretending anakin isn't a hitman. if they could get ahsoka for him and kill palpatine anakin would likely be alright with staying with mobi-wan

mobi-wan would however probably want him to take a break from killing just to suss out what if anything is wrong with him and figure out how to fix it

but i love the image of after having a break from being a hitman/enforcer for say five years and only occasionally training in fights when he's bored, anakin asks to work for obi-wan after being his lil kept boy just getting his GED and then his bachelor's.

and for his first assignment, mobi-wan sends him after rako hardeen, his previous hitman

just for some good role reversal <3

[bluescluelessly]

WIP Challenge

😁❤🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍❤😁🤩🤩

Rules: tell us the titles of all the WIPs you are currently working on right now and a little about them. Then tag five other writers.

Thank you for tagging me, @treescape !

I have... quite a few. I'll put my working titles, the ship and rating, and how far done I am with it. If y'all are interested in hearing about one of them, just send me an ask and I'll send a more thorough description!

Happy Little Accidents (ObiAniDala, partially posted, Rated E)

Obitine Dark Side Obi-Wan Series (mostly gen, T-M, parts 1&2 completed, 3 partially written and unposted)

ABO Deadline Fic (Obikin, T, outlined)

Ace Possessive Obi-Wan (obikin, E, outlined)

Anakin Time Traveler Death to palps (undecided if obikin or just gen obi-wan & anakin, T-M, outlined)

Bad Aim Sequel (vaderwan, M, outlined)

cursed obisheev necro (... one sided obisheev. E, partially written, unposted)

Exile - Feral Omega Obi-Wan (Vaderwan, M, Partially posted)

Grand Master Obi-Wan (Gen, G, Outlined)

Into the Obiverse (obikin, T, outlined)

Kalluzeb Drugged Fic [The Heart of a Rebel] (Kalluzeb, M, partially written)

Knight Obi-Wan (obikin, T, outlined)

Maul and Obi-Wan comic (enemies to frienemies maul & obi, T, outlined)

Mustafar Heat - trans ABO (Obikin/vaderwan, E, outlined)

Rako Hardeen Obi-Wan trolling (gen, T, outlined)

sith au challenge/king kenobi au [Obi-Wan and Padme roleswap] (pre-obikin, T, partially written and snippets posted on tumblr)

Snowball Fight (Gen Obi-Wan & Anakin & Ahsoka, G, outlined)

Save a speeder, ride a cyborg PREQUEL (Vaderwan, E, partially written)

Vaderwan abo council chamber sex (vaderwan, E, outlined)

Alpha x Alpha QuiObi (Quiobi, E, partially written)

Alpha x Alpha QuiObi part 2 [pregnancy kink] (Quiobi, E, outlined)

reverse verse obikin orgasm play (obikin, E, outlined)

jangowan somno (jango/obi-wan, E, outlined)

obianidala safeword (obianidala, E, outlined)

Stockholm syndrome (vaderwan/anidala, E, outlined)

Like Poetry Sequel (no ship, M for gore, brainstorming)

I'm not going to tag anyone, but if you wanna share your wip list, feel free to do so!