#yes i deleted anakin

[tarabyte3]

I edited shots of Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan to smoosh them closer together 😌 + 2 bonus edits

I'm particularly proud of how I edited liam's hand into the 3rd one because it was originally the shot of him holding Obi's lightsaber

[sunflower-chai]

Mannnn do you ever think abt how the most stable thing in Anakin's life was his connection to the Force

well NOW i am. let's summarize shall we?

shmi: anakin leaves her at age 9 and reunites with her at age 19 only for her to die in his arms

qui-gon: frees anakin from slavery, promises to train him as a jedi, gets killed by maul.

padmé: meets anakin in tpm, then they don't see each other for ten years. they fall in love, have a secret wedding, and a war begins. their marriage is one of brief stolen moments between battles and senate meetings. the idea of losing padmé in childbirth is so horrible that anakin falls to the dark side in order to save her, causing her to die of a broken heart.

obi-wan: promises to fulfill his master's dying wish to train the Chosen One. in the end he is forced to confront anakin after his fall, chopping off all his limbs and leaving him to die on a planet of lava.

palpatine: hey how does it make you feel to know that anakin's longest lasting relationship is with the guy who groomed and manipulated him since childhood?? personally i want to set myself on fire.

ahsoka: assigned as anakin's padawan against his will, yet they develop a strong bond. ahsoka is framed for murder and the bombing of the jedi temple. she is expelled from the order, then welcomed back after she clears her name. she instead chooses to leave, having lost faith in the jedi. they're briefly reunited before anakin's rushing off to rescue palpatine and ahsoka goes to liberate mandalore from maul. and then order 66 happens.

luke: vader finds out his son is alive after 22 years, asking him to join the dark side to kill the emperor and rule the galaxy as father and son. luke refuses time and time again, forcing vader's hand to violence. luke eventually becomes overwhelmed with anger, bearing down hard against vader and heavily disabling his life support suit. it is only when the emperor is torturing luke that anakin finally returns to the light, killing the emperor and saving his son. in the process he brings about his own death, but he is finally happy. he is free.

leia: vader has no clue she exists until his duel with luke in rotj. wants to turn her to the dark side in luke's place, but his dying wish is for luke to tell leia that there was still good in him.

and throughout ALL of that, all of those shaky connections, the one constant is the Force (whether that be the light or dark side). it is the one thing that has been present for his entire life. he was conceived by the Force, in death he becomes one with the Force, even manifesting as a Force ghost. there's a metaphor here about Christianity and God's constant presence. and this is why star wars is so special to me <3

[vaderfag]

"I burn you?"

"You melt me."

[kenobster]

I agree that Anakin is, at the very least, a little fucked up... but I do not agree that he feels no remorse. Dude murders an entire village but he can't even say "I slaughtered them like animals!!!!" without sobbing like a baby about it lmao

[the-lemon-that-urged-the-lime]

anakin after having 19 aggressive stimulants that are banned to the public, meth, LSD, toxic waste, water from a river that porgs probably pissed in and more meth running through his bloodstream for 23 years, suddenly without any of this: archibald darling I am seeing ghosts

i feel like all the fics that have vader survive/get redeemed earlier and leave the empire should focus more on the insane withdrawal this man is going through. he had toxic waste mixed with meth mixed with LSD running through his veins at all times he is not acting normal

[skywalkr-nberrie]

No way I just saw an Anakin hater/Ewan/OW fan girl say that she’d “never forgive Padmé for choosing Anakin when OW was right there.” and even said how much it hurts that OW said he wishes he was “Leia’s” father so that means he was “in love with her” the whole time while he had to watch her be with Anakin.

Count on these antis to ignore batches of context to benefit their delusions.

1. Padmé didn’t care for OW, she didn’t choose him because she didn’t WANT him. She got the one she loved and desired. She won. Period.

(Side note: why do these weirdos pretend that Anakin/Hayden isn’t canonically and visibly super attractive? Or that OW/Ewan was unarguably more hotter than Anakin/Hayden?? Did you forget that “in universe” Anakin is canonically considered the “ladies man” and that’s actually acknowledged by OW twice? Once in the novel “Labyrinth of Evil” and again in Star Wars: The Clone Wars. I’m gonna hold your hand when I say this… fact is that A LOT of girls would prefer Anakin over OW and Padmé is one of those girls, as we see 😬

I know why I chose Anakin over OW when I was only 8, and so does my niece who’s 10. And I know there’s many more that’s just like us, lol. If they’d stop projecting for a minute, they’d realize how it actually makes perfect sense why Padmé chose Anakin and not OW whom she never considered as an option for her, and never would be, regardless.)

Yes and I know it’s hard for misogynists to grasp this, because how dare a woman choose her own life partner. But I was never one (a misogynist) to begin with, so I can’t agree 🤷🏾‍♀️ and don’t even try with the “if Star Wars was written by a female” argument that’s tossed around. Because it’s not like most of the people who ship Anidala aren’t female??

And please be real for once, what’s more female gaze? The young and beautiful heroine ending up with someone she met as a kid while he an adult, who’s much older too, or her ending up with the younger (closer to her age) Prince Charming she didn’t even know she was dreaming of? If the self projection wasn’t so insane from thirsting over Ewan, they wouldn’t actually spout this crap.

2. OW didn’t say he “wishes” he was Leia’s father, lmao. He tells her he wishes that he could SAY he was. The two hold tremendously different meanings from each other, especially when you’re not ignoring “context.” The false one implies that OW wishes he was actually the real father instead (like the antis assume) and the correct one implies that he wished he could tell Leia in that specific moment that he was. And why does OW say this?

Well, I’ll let Ewan explain:

As stated in the video, OW only said that because he wishes he could bring Leia closure for not being able to know her real dad, and in that moment she was hoping OW was him. No where is it ever implied this was because he’s always had “secret harboured feelings” for Padmé (whom was his surrogate son/brother’s wife.) In Ewan’s words: there isn’t “any more to it than that.” Even went as far as to subtly mention how if there was any validity to this “OW and Padmé” theory, George would’ve put that in the script, or would’ve told that story. Which we’re all well aware he didn’t do of any sort. (And I should mention that Anakin’s seeds of doubt and mistrust in the deleted ROTS concepts, doesn’t count. Those were all planted by Palpatine to bring him closer to the dark side. It was never real.) So? Case closed.

Now stop blaming Padmé for falling in love with Anakin and choosing him over the guy she canonically doesn’t have any interest in and didn’t have any interest in her.

P.S: OW canonically only loves Satine. Anyways, Anidala is the superior ship. Hence why they’re canon. Pack it up, and go home, folks!

[tatooineknights]

Thoughts on Padmé? She's underrated, in my opinion.

A literal queen. One of the first books I remember having was actually this coloring book of all of Padme's beautiful gowns (maybe I was already a little gay as a kid, we'll never know for sure):

But yes, we love a confident queen with convictions that is not afraid to do what is right. I love ALL of her deleted scenes in AOTC and ROTS - AOTC just so many cute humanizing moments with her in her interactions with her family and Anakin, and ROTS, well, her whole arc is amazing so you can imagine my frustration that it was all cut out of the film. She literally helped found the rebellion.

[eye-may]

NEW MISTOFFELEES HEADCANONS ?? :000

I love your cat universe, It's so entertaining

yes. :' ) I've been going back and forth for weeks weighing different scenarios for the cats' parentages, along with explanations for why Mistoffelees has magic and I THOUGHT I settled on something. but then I listened to Ed Kingsley Wade's (Tugger UK tour 2022) episode of wcd and it got me rethinking a lot of things. partly it validated an earlier idea I had about Mistoffelees not exactly having """PARENTS""" per se. and also I've just been hearing so much about the de facto canonical interpretation of Munkustrap and Tugger being the biological sons of Deutoronomy, that I started entertaining that notion too because it began to feel blasphemous to believe otherwise. 😂 and yes that doesn't technically preclude the possibility of Mistoffelees also being Deutoronomy's son but I can't have Tugger and Mistoffelees being brothers for obvious reasons lmao. and I couldn't go the Son Of Macavity route for...the exact same reason.

So you see, these are the mental gymnastics that have been plaguing my grey matter lately. I'll include a slightly more comprehensive explanation of my latest hcs in answer to the question Why Does Mistoffelees Have Magic? under the cut lol

basically. all cats used to be magical --- further validating the propensity for older civilizations to idolize them.

Edit: I had a whole paragraph here that got deleted somehow but all you need to know is, along comes a particularly powerful magical cat who does the Isildur/Anakin thing and attempts to basically usurp the Cat Diety of Magic, who lives in the moon, that I call Moon Cat until I can think of a better name. He amasses a cultlike following.

the Isildur Cat's attempt to wrest godlike magical power (with a following that he has amassed over time...convincing a bunch of people that his ascension was prophetic...yk cult shit) essentially results in a war and the totality of magic was becoming volatile and corrupted. There's a big battle something something and at the end of the day, Moon Cat sees no other option to save the sacrality of Uncorrupted Cat Magic by gatekeeping what is left of it, so she siphons her own essence into three stones (I call them Moon Stones but I intend to come up with a cooler name) and assigns three different trusted Keepers (Old Deuteronomy is one of them...so yeah he's from Ancient Times) to protect the Stones, and then sends them off to vastly different parts of the world. possession of a Stone bestows immortality to the Keeper so that they can guard it ad infinitum. In the meantime, as a result of this development, a magical cat will never again be born and magic will never exist among cats as it had before.

fast forward centuries, along comes Macavity, one of the many sons of Deuteronomy. he shows sensitivity towards, and a propensity for, magic --- not in its most literal sense a la Mistoffelees, but more in a sense that he's keen to its potency and gravitates towards spiritual avenues in a way not dissimilar to Coricopat and Tantomile. he'd have mystical talents, like prescience/precognition, minor manipulations of extant fire, attuneness to weather, etc. but he couldn't conjur, or summon, or materialize matter or anything like that. Deuteronomy was aware of his son's Uniqueness and chalked it up to inheritance---a little bit of Deuteronomy's magicalness getting passed down. young Macavity, though, wasn't keen to take his heightened senses lightly, and became more frustrated and quixotic the more he attempted to make sense of it. seeing how the pressure was building in Macavity, Deuteronomy sat him down and explained to him the legend about the Moon Cat and the Isildur Cat and the Stones and all that, in an attempt to elucidate on why cats can't be truly magical anymore. he was hoping this knowledge would put Macavity at ease but instead it horribly backfired :D

okay so long story short! Macavity attempts to wrest Deuteronomy's Moon Stone, fails, and then flees to quest for one of the other three Keepers. it's a whole thing but all you have to know is he does find one, and basically...extorts the Stone from him. (it had to do with exploiting the Keeper's romantic feelings for a mortal yadda yadda yadda. master of manipulation, the napoleon of crime! Macavity knows how to get what he wants!)

EDIT: Forgot to mention. this is from where Macavity gets HIS power...but since he's not a truly Magical Cat and because he's Evil and Shouldn't Have The Stone, he's basically destroying himself by using it to wield magic. and he's also corrupting the Stone itself. but obviously he doesn't care or even fully understand what he's doing to himself.

Deuteronomy, beyond deeply troubled by all this shit, sacrifices a sizeable chunk of his magic to send a prayer up to Everlasting via priority mail. basically he's like STOP I fucked up STOP Send Help STOP

his prayer reaches, and Moon Cat and the other Cat Deities senses a Disturbance In The Force. they're like shit. fuck. it's happening again. initially Moon Cat's plan was to amass the dregs of her remaining power to create a sentinel that could potentially stop Macavity, but that would officially kill her off, and then Jellicle Moon would cease to exist and the essence of the entire cat race would be fucked, so...that would be counterproductive. Moon Cat's little brother, a benevolent Demon Cat (I need to work on names 😩) whose job it is to guard the Heaviside Layer, volunteers to do the job instead. he's warned that if he gives up his essence/magic to incarnate into a corporeal form, he won't remember his previous life and won't be able to return to the Heaviside Layer. although obviously this is saddening, he accepts the consequences and heroically allows Everlasting to corporealize his essence into a bona fide...Original Conjuring Cat.

enter the boi! Mistoffelees wasn't 'born' per se, he more kind of...landed? spawned? lmfaooo and so he has no memories of parents or littermates and spends the greater chunk of his life just thinking he was abandoned because he was the runt of the litter.

Mistoffelees is imbued with the fruits of Demon Cat's sacrifice, which is where his magic comes from. he's his own person tho, a truly material Jellicle Cat, so as foretold he retains none of Demon Cat's memories or personality or feelings and so on and so forth. he just has a deep seated instinct that he's...Different™ and has a unique (nonetheless tragic) insight/connection to the Heaviside Layer, where he knows he can never go. he also develops a unique father/son-esque bond with Deuteronomy, because Mistoffelees is, after all, the literal answer to Deut's prayers, and because Deut hasn't felt the special warmth and spiritual connection inherent between Magical Cats in centuries. neither Deut nor Mistoffelees realize this for a while tho...it's during the events of the actual musical that Deut realizes what Mistoffelees is.

Moon Cat keeps her eye on him, hoping he can fulfill his destiny of stopping Macavity from fucking up everything for everybody. no pressure!

okay I think that's...kind of enough for now XD or at least it scratches the surface. ty anon for being interested in my crazy diatribes lol I'm glad they entertain you! hopefully this especially wacky take was no exception. 🥴

[spacelesbiandisasterii]

A small update on my WIP!

Aka "The war within me"

Ok, so for the people that happened to read "The War Within Me" first chapter two months ago (I can't fuckin believe it's been two months) I just wanted to say that I didn't abandoned the project.

Between staying with my grandpa in the hospital (he crashed his motorcycle on a car) and then having Dengue myself (bc I was in the hospital the house I lived was empty and the mosquitos procreate like crazy in the summer I ended up being exposed) I quickly learn that AO3 curse is real and didn't get much time to write.

On top of that Chapter two was already a bit difficult bc it was set to explore Barriss and Anakin relationship and I didn't get to see the two of them interacting on the Star Wars media I consumed. I know they do interact in the novels, but I didn't read any yet (Shame on me!) so it's being kinda tricky, y'know? Mostly of what I wrote I ended up deleting right after because it didn't feel right.

Luckily now I feel like I got the vibe I wanted to pass with them, and I also very proud of the situation that I put them into.

For those that don't remember, Luminara departed to arrest Nute Gunray with the mysterious new Padawan of Anakin Skywalker (I wonder who that could be) while Barriss it's tasked to meet Anakin on the Aargonar System/Planet so they can create a distraction to keep the Seps occupied while Master Unduly gets that sleemo safely to prison.

Great plan, right?

Still, Aargonar will be a little though for Barriss for obvious reasons, and Anakin... Well, he will be doing what he's thing while trying to learn how to be a teacher figure, since it's just been a couple of month since he got his Padawan and now he got to deal with Barriss too (at least for a day).

Anyways! Here's a sneak peek for chapter two, I hope I'll be posting the whole thing soon:

(ps: this is not edited and I'm bad at english)

The news that they would be serving under General Skywalker quickly brought the clones some questions about the man. Barriss was slightly surprised by how popular Anakin truly was among the troops, but the longer the clones talked the more it made sense to why they look up to him so much. "I heard the 501st destroyed a Seppie Super weapon." Klutz, one the skinnies that recently got into the 41st legion spoke up to his brothers. "A ship that destroyed entire fleets! Can you imagine that?" The Malevolence. Barriss heard some talks around the temple at the time. Not only Anakin had destroyed the ship that previously had killed Jedi and clones on multiple battles, but he also managed to save Master Plo Koon and a few clones on the process. People were impressed to say the least, and the 501st legion accumulated dozens of other impressive victories to further legitimize Anakin's leadership. "You know what people call him? The Hero with no fear!" Edger add causing a few gasps of surprise and admiration from his brothers. Barriss had to turn back so they couldn't see her scoff. Now that was just ridiculous. "Padawan Offee, you know him, right?" Klutz asked not bothering on hiding all his excitement. "Yes, I do." "Well, how's he like?" She took a deep breath. How to even begin explaining Anakin? He indeed was a very brave person, true to his values and loyal to his friends in a way that very few could be, but to call him "Hero with no fear", like it seems Republic Propaganda liked to do recently, was to ignore that fact that he was human, and a Jedi. There's no person without fear and, like Master Yoda like to say, there's no heros in war. She wished she could talk about her friend. The Anakin that used to visit her youngling clan with Master Kenobi to help instruct lightsabers lessions and always find excuses to make their classes end early. The one that always found something interesting for her and Aayla to do while their Masters engaged on heated conversation about their last mission. The one that was human before being a military hero. She wished Klutz and Edger knew that version of him, but they also needed to enter this mission trusting their General just as much they trusted Luminara. "He's one of the best Generals of the GAR." She said look at her soldiers. "It's not usual for a recently knighted Jedi get their own Legion to command right away, but Council found him worthy of it. I'm sure whatever we'll be facing on Aargonar Master Skywalker already have a plan so we can succeed in our mission." I hoped. Barriss knew Anakin could be quite unorthodox at times, but she didn't had a chance to serve by his side ever since he got knighted. Judging by the reports of his mission he probably had grown a lot as a Jedi on the time being, and she trusted that things would go smoothly under his command.

[grapenehifics]

I’m very curious to know if you have a headcanon about whether Anakin wears a sleep shirt? He’s shirtless in both AOTC and ROTS. Is this because he overheats at night? What does Obi-Wan think about this?

Tits out, guns out.

Longer (real?) answer below the cut...

First of all, thank you for this ask; this kept my brain very pleasantly occupied on my commute to work today.

In An Uncivil War, I put Anakin in clone-issue under-armor to sleep in - which involved a whole separate headcanon, about what they wear, which is more likely probably both black leggings and a black turtleneck but I added a sleeveless black undershirt to that combo so that Anakin could wear a black tank top because this is my fic and I want to see some arms damnit - mostly to get him into something black and obviously non-Jedi issue but also because he and Obi-Wan are sharing a room with Ahsoka for all of that fic so while I think he'd be perfectly happy to go shirtless around Obi-Wan he also recognizes that they're in a war and anything could happen and he would not have the luxury of being able to get up slowly and put a robe on or anything before needing to hurry to the bridge to deal with an explosion or a Separatist attack, so during the war he might forgo the whole sleeping-naked thing at least while on duty.

I think of Obi-Wan - at least pre-war Obi-Wan - as a pajamas person, like the whole nine-yards matching-set sort of deal, and so little Anakin would think that is normal/Jedi appropriate/wants to emulate his Master, so when Obi-Wan gets him child pajamas he wears them. But I also see Anakin as deeply texture sensitive - and prone to nightmares, which make him sweaty, and unused to regulating his body temperature in a way that makes sense for non-desert planets - so he'd actually really struggle with wearing all that baggy fabric and blankets to bed, and the fabric gets bunched up underneath him, and now he's lying on top of wrinkles, and if he gets sweaty then the whole thing is damp and soggy and uncomfortable...so he takes at least the top off, and that feels better, but Obi-Wan never does, so Anakin gets yet another (subtle, unspoken) impression that he's doing 'being a Jedi' wrong.

(And honestly so long as Anakin's not completely naked, I don't think Obi-Wan actually cares if he's only wearing pants, especially in his own room; this is not something Obi-Wan actually chastised Anakin for; it's all in Anakin's head that he's being judged.)

In the AotC deleted scene, we see Anakin sleeping in his clothes:

so either Obi-Wan didn't pack any pajamas for him (potential future headcanon discussion: how old is Anakin before Obi-Wan finally stops packing his suitcase for him) or Anakin took the whole 'travel as refugees' thing to heart and decided that refugees don't get pajamas, and really he's just staying in character. The next time we see him asleep, he's at the Naberrie family vacation villa:

There's our topless boy! Is he wearing pajama pants under there? Difficult to say for sure but I'm leaning toward yes, both because of his generally awkward nature and the fact that he's trained to jump into action at any moment in case of danger.

By the time he's gone outside to meditate he's put a shirt on, unfortunately:

Is this a pajama top, or just his regular tunic? If it is his regular tunic, why is it XXL? That is not where shoulder seams generally go. Does Obi-Wan think he's still growing and is tired of replacing his shirts every six months so he's still doing the, 'it's too big now but you'll grow into it' thing?

In any case, why are Jedi so into beige; I know we (rightly) make fun of teen Ahsoka's tube top but at least the girl has an appreciation for color.

So far, though, I'm going with, Anakin will sleep in pants, at least while at other peoples' houses, but prefers not to wear a shirt. I would imagine this would probably hold while he's with the 501st, too, that he needs to be ready to spring into action at any moment but who cares if his troops see his bare chest (and, again, maybe this is just me, but this is where I see him slowly adapting to wearing more of what the clones wear, just because there's so much of it, and yes they're shorter than he is so the leggings only come up to his calves but this is would not be a dealbreaker for him).

In RotS, I have to assume that we're meant to assume Anakin is buck-ass naked under the covers here and the only reason he's wearing pajama pants here:

is because this is a PG-13 movie. I mean, he's off-duty and in bed with his wife. Yes I know she has her hair done and is wearing a silk nightgown with pearl sleeves (??) but, again, kids movie. Why on earth would Anakin be sleeping in pants otherwise.

Around Obi-Wan, though, before they get together: pants on, shirt off. (He's trying to flirt with the man, after all.) After they get together: clothes just get in the way. Anakin expects this of Obi-Wan, too, and looks so hurt the first time Obi-Wan tries to put his pajamas back on after sex that Obi-Wan course-corrects and gets into bed naked. "If you're cold, I'll warm you up, Master," and Obi-Wan doesn't have the heart to say no (also, Anakin is very warm). They have pajamas, but they're for, like, morning and evening lounge wear (and Anakin's still does not involve a shirt).

Obi-Wan does, however (eventually, slowly) manage to teach Anakin the fun of taking your partner's clothes off slowly, piece-by-piece, as opposed to popping buttons and ripping them off as fast as he can. This is both fun and has the added benefit of extending the life of Obi-Wan's wardrobe and keeping him from needing to break out his sewing kit quite so often (Anakin still leaves them piled on the floor though).

Throwing it back to you, @underacalicosky and anyone else who wants to play :) Agree? Disagree?

[beatrice-otter]

20 Questions for Fic Writers Tag Game

@whetstonefires tagged me! 17 was missing, and I searched for the meme and found one that had a question 17, so it's back!

1. how many works do you have on AO3?

256! But that's going back 18 years, so it's an average of a little over 14 fics per year.

2. what’s your total AO3 word count?

1,245,329. Which works out to an average of 4900 words per fic, or 69k words/year. Respectable, solid, but I know a lot of people who've written more.

Oh! But there are a couple of podfics in there, which probably skews the words-per-work a bit.

3. what fandoms do you write for?

Uh. A quick count gives me 112 fandoms on my AO3 page, so ... a lot. I regularly write for Yuletide, and I'm polyfannish, so. A lot. I used to be big into Stargate SG-1, so I've written a lot of that but not recently. Other top fandoms include Battlestar Galactica, Buffy, various DC fandoms, various Star Trek and Star Wars fandoms, Babylon 5, Terminator (especially the Sarah Connor Chronicles), the Vorkosiverse, the Goblin Emperor, and Rivers of London.

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Past Lives (a stalled WIP that is a Star Wars time travel fixit starring Finn)

Lieutenant Bennet's Visit (Temeraire/P&P with Bennet as an aviator)

Darcy's Surprise (sequel to the above fic)

Revenge of the Zillo Beast (Star Wars, Anakin-and-Mace-Windu Groundhog Day AU)

Far Above Rubies (P&P AU, Marry Bennet marries Mr. Collins and is quite happy)

5. do you respond to comments?

Yup! Or, at least, the ones that are more than an emoji or "second kudos!" I value those too, it's just ... what would I say?

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don't tend to go in for angsty endings. But, as it happens, I did write an ending lately that was fairly dark.

Fertile Ground, Battlestar Galactica, Simon only bothered to continue the fertility experiments because the others demanded it. Things are different on New Caprica. Warnings for canon-typical ... everything

7. what’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

How would one even judge? I have 256 fics, most of which have positive endings of one sort or another.

8. do you get hate on fics?

Not really? Or, at least, it's probably happened sometime in the last 18 years, but I just deleted it and forgot about it. I am very lucky, I know other writers who've gone through hell.

9. do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope!

10. do you write crossovers?

I love crossovers! AO3 thinks I have 38, but a few of those aren't really crossovers, just different corners of the same universe, and one of them is the work that combines most of my Twisting the Hellmouth crossover drabbles into one drabble collection. (The ones where I had several drabbles in a sequence to tell a longer story, I separated out to each be their own fic.) Anyway, it averages out to about two a year, although I have not written as many in the last few years as I did earlier in my fic writing career. Most recently, I have:

A Spy on the Golden State Train (Miss Fisher/Agent Carter gen)

Undiscovered Stars (Star Trek/Star Wars, Lando Calrissian/James T. Kirk)

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

Oh, sure, there have been a couple of times people have put some of my fics on those skeevy for-profit websites that pop up every now and again.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! Twice! Both times into Russian. Though oddly enough, none of my Vorkosiverse fics have been translated into Russian. There is a very large and active Russian fandom for the Vorkosigan saga, so if I were going to predict which of my fics would be translated into Russian, it would be those. But no, the two that were translated are a DS9 fic, and a Doctor Who/Mary Poppins crossover.

Тридцать четвертое правило by Lazurit (The 34th Rule, DS9)

Завтра ветер переменится by Kollega (A Change in the Wind, DW/Mary Poppins)

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope!

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

That's tough to answer. Does it include the ones that I abandoned, say, 15 years ago and haven't thought of since? I don't tend to post WIPs because I don't like them hanging over me.

Probably Hello, Piccadilly, Hello, Leicester Square, a Wonder Woman post-movie fic about Diana trying to figure out how to live in Man's World. I had a really great hook--they pass Diana off as a war bride--but no real idea where to go from there. Which is why it stalled out after only two chapters.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Worldbuilding, probably.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Endings and action. I am not good at writing either of them. The thing I am most likely to need a beta's help with is whether or not an ending feels like an ending or if I need to wrap things up better, and if so, what do I need to do to wrap things up. And action bores me, and it's really hard to write something that bores you, so I try to avoid needing to write it.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I don't speak any other languages, so I wouldn't do it! Unless maybe I had someone who had already volunteered to translate for me.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Stargate SG-1! It was a spitefic that I wrote because I was so annoyed by all the Broca AUs. "The Broca Divide" was an episode where they all turn into cavepeople, and as part of it Sam Carter kisses her commanding officer, Jack O'Neill, who then takes her to the infirmary before succumbing to the infection himself. There were a ton of fics about that where they have sex instead and she gets pregnant, and afterwards she keeps the baby and they get married and everything is fine and the team stays together and nobody cares about fraternization or anything.

(There were a LOT of Sam/Jack fics out there where like the President or whoever would call them up and say "oh, you're in love? awesome! we'll just waive all the regulations about having a romantic relationship with someone in your chain of command because you're so extra special and awesome. Which really annoyed me.)

Anyway, I got annoyed enough to write a fic where they sleep together as cavepeople and she gets pregnant and things are not fine, actually, there are consequences to it.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

lol

I can never figure out my favorite anything. If you give me five options, I could maybe narrow it down to the top two. Out of 256? You have got to be kidding me.

Tagging @tielan, @alexseanchai, @mihrsuri, @birdylion, @anghraine

[xspeter]

𝟎𝟎𝟐: 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃

𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫.

peter parker should not be allowed to be this beautiful.

the sight of peter on his knees should not make your heart skip a beat, but it does.

“what?” you stutter, trying to ignore the blood that rushes to your cheeks at the sight of peters puppy dog eyes, but it’s hard. it’s oh so very hard.

he clears his throat, “i want you to date me. well, more so, i want you to fake date me.” the blush in your cheeks seem to disappear at that as you push him away and walk to the other side of the room.

your brows furrow, “i’m sorry, but peter this is actually one of the dumbest things you’ve ever asked me to do- which is saying a lot because you’ve asked me to jump off of the top of the playground before.”

peter coughs out a laugh at the memory, and then his expression changes back to a more serious one.

“i’m not kidding though, y/n/n.” he says, “i want to show mj that i can be a good boyfriend.” he explains. you frown.

you bite your lip and lean against the wall. “peter, dating me is not going to help you. you just need to go for it, i know she’ll say yes-”

“y/n.” peter interrupts, “i’m asking you, to please, please do this for me.” he mumbles and your chest suddenly feels too tight.

you groan and squeeze your eyes shut. this is a bad idea. you know it’s a bad idea. but this is peter- your peter. it’s not like there’s a whole bunch that could go wrong, right?

you sigh and sit on the ground next to him, “if we’re doing this, we need too have some rules first.

peter nods swiftly, “yeah, yes, of course.” he says and you reach for your backpack for a piece of notebook paper and a pen.

once you have it you lay it in your lap and write ‘RULES’. peter leans closer, and you’re suddenly all too aware of how close you both are.

you clear your throat, “first off, i’m not going to kiss you.” you say. peters eyebrows furrow and he goes to argue but you interrupt him with a shake of your head. “that’s a line i’m not going to cross with you, okay?” you say seriously.

peter bites his lip and nods.

he shrugs, “if i can’t kiss you than what can i do?”

you think for a moment and then smile, “you can put your hand in my back pocket.”

peter rolls his eyes, “you seriously need to stop with the 80’s movies.” he groans.

you laugh, “you know you love it.”

you’re both silent for a moment after that. it’s not the usual comfortable silence that you and peter usually share, this one is awkward and tense.

you clear your throat, “okay, rule number two, we are not allowed to tell anyone that this is fake. not even ned.”

peter nods his head at that, you both love ned but he can not keep a secret to save his life.

“rule three, this has to be over by the end of our trip to europe this summer.” peter adds.

your eyebrows furrow, “peter, the trips in two weeks.” you say.

he shrugs, “we’ll be in europe for a little over three weeks, so that means we’ll be ‘dating’ for a little over a month. don’t normal high school relationships barely make it past the two week mark?” he questions and you nod your head in agreement.

you and peter spend the next hour or so discussing how you would announce your new ‘relationship’ to ned and the rest of the school, the both of you deciding to just post it on your instagrams.

once the brunette leaves you scroll your camera roll for a picture of you and peters first halloween, you had dressed up as anakin and him as yoda. aunt may had painted his skin a bright green that ended up looking yellow on the camera.

you bite your lip and choose it, captioning the photo, ‘bestfriends to lovers who?’.

you nearly throw your phone across the room as you post it, because now it was real. like actually really happening.

it takes everything in you to not immediately delete the post, instead deciding to turn out your light and just go to bed.

as soon as you step through the threshold marking the outside and the beginning of the main hallway, you are immediately bombarded by a sweaty ned.

“you and peter are dating?” he questions. your jaw goes slack as you attempt to answer, but before you can someone beats you to it.

“well, that’s what the post said didn’t it, and why are you so sweaty?” peter asks from next to you, awkwardly slinging an arm over your shoulder and it takes practically everything in you to not shrug it off.

ned ignores peters question, “well, i mean yeah, but i thought mj-”

peter interrupts him, “we talked last night and we both realized that we, you know…” he glances to you.

“we both realized that we like each other.” you finish.

ned’s eyebrows furrow, “right…” his tone suggests that he doesn’t believe you.

the walk to first period is spent in an awkward silence, and you find you’ve never been more thankful to get away from your best friends.

you let out a sigh of relief as you sit down, pulling out a pencil from your book bag and beginning to write down todays agenda.

mj sits in her usual spot next to you, and you glance at her cautiously, and immediately regret it when you see she’s already staring at you.

“so, you and peter, huh?” she hums.

you clear your throat, grip tightening on the pencil in your hand, “mhm.”

mj seems to sense how uncomfortable you’re feeling and changes the subject, “so, did you finish the book?”

you nearly stumble out if your seat from how fast your head snaps to look at her. you groan, “oh my god, yes i did, and let me tell you- i am never reading that book again!” you cry.

mj laughs, “i don’t blame you! i was devastated the first time i read it.”

you laugh, frantically throwing your hands in the air, “i mean, how can it just end like that? like he’s dead and that’s it?”

mj shrugs, and before she can say anything else mrs. notting has started her daily ritual of banging a ruler on her desk to get everyone to be quiet. it’s pretty effective.

each class passes by quicker than you would’ve liked then too, and you find yourself dreading your usually favorite time of day: lunch.

you and peter share the period before together so you walk down the hall hand in hand awkwardly, trying to ignore the stares you receive from classmates and teachers.

peter seems to sense how tense your feeling, and he leans towards your ear and whispers, “thank you for doing this, y/n/n.”

your heart skips a beat when his lips brush against your ear. not trusting your voice, you squeeze his hand three times in response. he smiles.

as soon as you enter the lunch room ned is quick to bombard the both of you with more questions, but you successfully tune him out, instead focusing a little too hard on the back of mj’s head. she seems to sense someone staring and turns around and you quickly advert your gaze, suddenly becoming very interested in peter and ned’s conversation.

“i guess i just don’t understand, because last time i checked you were practically obsessed with mj!” ned says, eyebrows crinkled in frustration.

“i don’t know man, this just kinda.. happened.” peters mumbles, and ned bites the inside of his cheek and then shrugs, “well as long as you’re both happy.”

you smile at that, glancing at an also smiling peter.

“just promise me that no matter what, we’ll all still be friends.” ned says and you stick out your pinkie, prompting ned and peter to do the same.

you all intertwine your pinkies to the best of your abilities, all chanting “i promise.” at the same time.

when you unlatch from each other and the boys go back to their usual conversations you feel your heart begin to swell.

this, thing, you were doing with peter was only temporary and you needed to remember that. in a few months, everything will be back to normal and peter will be with the girl of his dreams.

in a few months, everything will be fine.

i ❤️ taylor swift

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ❤︎︎ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐭 ఌ

[toska-writes]

Omg I couldn’t find the suggestion anymore because I was stupid and I think I deleted it I’m so sorry but I loved it!

“That’s all I ask”

Summary: Being the new medic for the 501st was very intimidating to say the least- but hopefully some friends will help you along the way

Warning: Rex x GN Reader (reader is said to be younger so it’s platonic!)

Word count: 1333 ( NOT PROOFREAD YET sorry this one wasn’t my best)

Notes: I just put together the Lego Rex helmet and I’m in love! Also PLEASE send me request I’m on spring break and need something to do!

The strap of your bag prickled you skin as you ran it up and down, up and down.

The loud bustling city of Coruscant was drowned out by the constant noise of your heartbeat ringing in your ears.

Taking a deep breath as you started walking again while the hanger came into view

To say you were nervous was an understatement. You need money being fresh out of school and the GAR gave you enough to start off your life.

As you entered the huge room, the large ships loomed over you. Sure you loved Coruscant but there was a whole galaxy to see, maybe that’s another reason you jumped on this job.

“Well you must be our felid medic for the time being.” A tall man came smiling over closely followed by a young torgruta and a clone trooper dressed head to toe in armor.

“I’m Anakin.” He stuck his hand out to you which you gladly shook. “This is Ahsoka my padawan, and this is Captain Rex.” Anakin nodded to either side.

All you got from the captain was a small nod but the padawan, Ahsoka you reminded yourself seemed more then thrilled to meet you.

With the ok from her master she led you inside one of the larger ships in the hanger.

“It’s so cool that you’ll be working with us.” She started to ramble on. “New faces always do some good around here. I’m sure the boys will love you.”

You gave a small laugh, her confidence in you help you calm down just a little.

“Ooo look there’s Echo now! He’ll love to meet you!” She dragged you over by the hand. The bag you still haven’t put down nearly fell to the floor in the hassle.

“Sir” Echo nodded to Ahsoka as she smiled back at him. “I’m not sure if I met your friend here Ahsoka, I didn’t know someone else was join us on this mission.”

“Oh no this is our new medic remember they were coming in today.” He stared at you for a moment before it really clicked in his head.

Worried for a moment while he didn’t say anything you added. “I assure you I’m very qualified.” You held your hands out to him.

Echo laughed for a second, the sound put you at a little ease. “Oh I’m just worried when you meet the others and the problems they might get into.”

Before that a loud bang was heard down the corridor. The three of you faced that why with Ahsoka’s and Echo’s hand just hovering over there weapons.

A split second later a man in only half of his armor and something in his hands came bounding down the hallway. His laugh bounced through the halls, as did another very angry voice.

You watched Ahsoka ease up a bit and Echo slam his hand to his face. As the running man came closer Echo called. “Fives what did you do this time to piss off Jesse?”

This Fives person skidded to a stop, with his free hand he held onto echos shoulders and shielded himself from who you could guess was Jesse stomping down the halls.

“And using your own brother as a barricade, not cool.” Ahsoka joked now.

You watched as Fives realized you were there and stood up straighter giving you a small nod. “Sir” he said before he was interrupted by Jesse.

“WHY CAN YOU NEVER KEEP YOUR GUBBY LITTLE HANDS TO YOUR OWN THINGS- I MEAN IF I HAD A CREDIT FOR EVERY TIME…” He trailed now looking at all the members of group that was watching him. “You must be our newest recruit.” He turned to you. “I’m sorry for that sir.”

You took a moment to figure out just what had happened her before you let off a small chuckle. “That’s quite alright, at least I know this won’t be a full group.”

With proper introductions and a lot less yelling Ahsoka now continued through the ship and finally showing you where you could stay.

Rex wasn’t sure on two things:

1. If that was the right person for their open medic position.

2. If you could last more than a few minutes on the battlefield without getting your head blown off.

With all the reckless people he had to watch over already adding one more who seemed fresh out of the tube was already giving him gray hairs.

He stood in the bridge, datapad in hand. He thought about writing a report, thought about talking to Anakin, thought about doing a million things to get you as far away from this war as he could. It was bad enough Ahsoka or even Anakin for this matter were knee deep in it.

In the makeshift ship mess hall you sat with Ahsoka now glued to your side and a few of his brothers with their backs to him.

It pained him just a bit- but he couldn’t simmer on that. What mattered is for now you seemed to fit in really well with the others.

Rex sat to the other side of Ahsoka at the end of the table after getting noticed by the group. The other were tables unoccupied at the moment.

Rex slid into the background of the conversation, weather it was a blessing or a curse Rex was quite an observer.

He noticed a few things. Ahsoka sat close, looking up a few times at your face then at other bumping arms with you. Rex didn’t know how the force worked but he did know how first day jitters worked and clearly so did the torgruta.

He saw the way the others sat, not a care in the world and if he could reassure you that you definitely made the first impression you needed too he would. Sure some would be a little more stoic and closed off like Rex but this was good.

Then he noticed the small way half of your body shook from a light tap of your leg on the ground- or the way your fingers traced small patterns on the table or picked at the table palm of your hand

Rex couldn’t blame you, what were you just out of school? Shipped off into his spiraling war already. He could remember his own deployment and countless others after that.

Simultaneously comm links from all around the table buzzed signaling to departure out of hyperspace.

The shaky breath you let out was lost to the sound of armor and boot hitting different surfaces.

Standing at the door now the newly introduced Medic that you learned was Kix stood next to you. You hands shook slightly as you waited to exit onto the planets surface.

With almost unnoticed steps the Captain stood next to you now. You turned to him for a moment, giving a small smile that you hope was not a window into your sole.

Clearly you did a bad job at hiding that.

“Don’t worry kid.” Rex said almost softly? His voice was less gruff as you heard when he was giving orders. You just nodded looking back to the door. “If my men, my brothers, even my own life are in your hands then we have nothing to worry about.”

You held your breath for a moment before returning your gaze to him. A stern look was on his face- trying to portray the message that he was genuine.

Another breath escaped your lips. “Thank you Rex. For you and the safety of the others I will do everything that I can.”

“That’s all I can ask.” Was all he said before returning to the side of Anakin who stood waiting near by.

Little did Rex know that in that moment those words were what were going to carry you to save countless of his brothers lives in that battle, but in many others to come.

He was proud. And to serve next to people like Him and the 501st made everything seem better.

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Taglist: @arctrooper69 @thereforepizza

[starbeltconstellation]

Sooo, I’m posting this here, because the nice reader that left a comment on one of my meta posts for my Anakin x OC SW Fic seems to have sadly deleted it before I could respond. And I sadly cannot remember the tumblr username to send them a message that way. ☹️💔

It might not be automatic, since my life is kinda overwhelming right now, but I’ll always respond to every ask and message I receive! 💕💕💕 So you all never have to worry that I’m ignoring you or anything like that.

Sooo, if you’re still out there waiting for the next chapter of “Rewrite the Stars” little commenter—I will still leave you my answer to your message here! ❤️😊

You mentioned the current heartbreaking world events of what’s happening in Gaza to the Palestinian people, and how you have in a way come to relate that with my themes in my fic on the Jedi genocide and how a lot of SW citizens in universe/also the SW fandom have a frankly disgusting tendency to blame the Jedi for their own genocide (sadly, The Acolyte has recently had a line that basically outright says this, and it has all but guaranteed that I will now never watch that show that clearly believes everything cynical about life that SW is supposed to go against).

Now, while I have not outright SAID that in my author’s notes on A03 or Wattpad (I was honestly unsure if the comparison might come off as offensive to others. Some people like to see their experiences reflected in art/media, while others might see it as offensive that you’d compare their pain to a fictional universe), I suppose I can admit it here, since you have pointed it out yourself—yes, the thought of what’s happening in Gaza did indeed cross my mind when I think about the Jedi being blamed for their own genocide, and then when I compare that to the disgusting way the Palestinian people have been blamed by a certain section of the world for the genocide currently happening to them (ex: tHeY vOteD fOr HaMaS! 🤪🤪😒💔).

While I didn’t PLAN it to directly reference the Gaza situation—it DID occur to me of the similarities when I was writing my fic. It was honestly just one more thing that makes me so passionate about never quitting this fic and one day finishing it. 💔 I hope that one day, when this fic is finished, it will help change readers’s minds about this frankly cruel mindset in blaming a culture for something, just because you don’t understand them or their pain or why they came to be where they are or make the certain decisions they’ve made.

Thanks so much again for the comment on my tumblr post, dear reader I can’t remember the tumblr username of! 😭❤️ I hope this answer is satisfactory, and that you come back to my tumblr and see it. 💕💕

Still chipping away at the next chapter! 😭✊ It’s coming along… slowly, but surely. 😖 It’s probably gonna be over 45,000 words. 😭🤦‍♀️

I’m fr NEVER writing a chapter this long again. 🫠😖

Hope you all are doing well! ❤️❤️

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To any new readers that stumble across this and are curious enough to check out my fic:

Tags:

@ensomniaa

@heartfairy

@fangirlteallie

@lemons-2-limes

@shoniwake

[grxceful-ly]

Hello there! I hope you're doing good!

19, 21 and 29 for the Fanfic Writers Ask Game!

hii thank you so much for sending me an ask!! i hope you're doing really well yourself. you picked some good ones and this got kinda long, i'm sorry 🙇🏻‍♀️

19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs.

i'm going to take this opportunity to say that something in me does not allow me to fulfill all the multichapter, long fics of my dreams so i mostly share oneshots. i wish i could be like "this is from my [insert title here] au from chapter 14!!" or something. but alas. anyway, this is from my wip sequel to the sabezra secret relationship i wrote a while back. it's almost done, i'm excited to share the full thing soon!

Maybe the Ezra Bridger who wasn’t in a relationship with Sabine wouldn’t have said that. Maybe he would’ve been a little giddy—like, wow! Sabine is actually touching me! And isn’t completely averse to it! Maybe he should have said something like that. Or just. . .smiled? Or hugged her back? Sabine still wasn’t letting go. His heart ached a little. He let his arms come around her loosely, his gaze stuck to the floor. “So. . .” he started. But nothing else came out. 

21. Have you ever deleted an entire scene after spending hours laboring over it? If so, why?

yes and no. i don't think i've ever had to delete an entire scene--usually i will spend a lot of time writing a scene or two and i hate it a little more than usual so i end up losing motivation for the entire project. this happens often. i don't like it.

however, sometimes i'll write a line i really like but in my heart i know it won't work for the overall goal of the paragraph or scene, so i have to delete it :( i mourn for like three minutes and then move on lol.

29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.)

goodness, the amount of star wars time travel fix-it fics i've written in my mind. that's kind of where they stay. but occasionally i jot down a scene that has a chokehold on me until it goes away. i was going to share an anakin one, but for some reason i can't find my doc with that in it :') so you get this scene from my vostress wip where asajj goes back in time. this is kind of a cheat bc i don't know if it'll NEVER be posted, but as of now too little of it is written to share much more than these snippets. also there's very little interest in a fic like this versus my usual stuff lol.

Her eyes softened. “It is more important to reject that power and preserve those things. Understand me, Vos. Truly. There is no power that can take away the pain you feel. No power that is worth it for a fleeting sense of victory.” She realized she'd put a hand to his chest, naturally drawn closer as she tried not to plead with him. This was it. If he should ever listen to her, let it be now.

and for a bonus, here's an 'asajj takes omega to meet quinlan' snippet that was just for fun and will never again see the light of day lol!

“Your jedi?” Omega asked, eyes lighting up, glancing from one of them to the other. Vos flashed a lopsided smile at Ventress. “I love when she calls me that,” he said in that smooth, unserious but oh-so-truthful voice of his. Ventress's eyes slid to him, then went up to the sky in feigned annoyance as her hand fell to her side and she swiveled to walk away. “Come on.” Unfortunately, Vos and Omega were making quick friends. He was the type to do so; always had been, and it seemed she, too, was eager to befriend anyone she set her sights on. A horrifying pair.

[exonerin]

4, 11, and 17 from the writer question list please 🤗

Thank you so much! Here's the list with the questions! I had so much fun with these questions. Don't feel pressured to read all the nonsense here. There's a lot.

4. What’s a word that makes you go absolutely feral?

In general, I think 'foodstuffs' is a delightful word. It must be my favorite. But a concerning trend is the word 'haltingly', which has been popping up in my fics, and I can't rest until I've used it once in each fic. I'm also a repeat offender of 'however'. I always overuse that word in my fics.

In speech, it would be 'right' according to one of my friends, who I've driven slightly insane (my bad).

11. Do you believe in the old advice to “kill your darlings?” Are you a ruthless darling assassin? What happens to the darlings you murder? Do you have a darling graveyard? Do you grieve?

Never kill the darlings.

Simple rule. Yet, people keep killing their darlings. Mark my word, you will regret killing your darlings. It's better to pull a Maul on them. Make them suffer, it's so much more interesting than killing them.

Also, I would feel too guilty about killing them. I don't know. I've never killed a darling, even when I wrote original stuff.

17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.

When I saw that number, I grinned because you are going to regret this question. Let me place a Keep Reading for a good reason.

When I finished my last fic, I got into one of those little spirals again. Where nothing I start writing or return to captures my interest or is good enough. And so I returned to three very old fics.

And the one I'm mainly working on now is called sandcat. That has been its WIP title for... 1? 2? years now. It's Picking Up Stray's ancestor.

It's the cat!Anakin fic that started it all. But unlike Picking Up Strays, the timeline is convoluted, the plot is currently still in shambles, and it will be long(er). Picking Up Strays was easy to write in the sense that the shorter the fic the less luggage you're lugging around. There're fewer plot points to tie up and you actually remember most of the stuff you wrote. Hence, less inconsistencies.

sandcat (and I'm tentatively calling it DAUNTLESS for reasons I will not spoil but am super excited about) is one of those fics I've really wanted to write for a long time but didn't know whether I could pull it off.

Now, the WIP title is sandcat (only because I couldn't find it parked between fics sw_1, sw1, SW1, and star_wars1) because Anakin is a sand cat. I love sand cats. They're adorable, and you can't tell the kittens apart from the adults, so I get to shamelessly write kitten! Anakin. But yes, I watched a short BBC(?) documentary on sand cats a few years back. When I saw the sand cat, my first thought was Anakin. But more like 9-year-old Anakin at the time. I mean, come on, the blonde fur and the big blue eyes. It's basically Anakin. But looking at a cat and going; 'someone must name these cuties Felis margarita Anakinus' is not, in fact, a fic. And I've gone through many iterations of this fic trying to make a story out of sand cat Anakin. My main problem is the timeline. I had to place this fic on the timeline, and I had 23 years to pick from, each with their advantages and disadvantages.

On the note of material that gets scrapped: sand cat Anakin curling up with baby Luke. It's such a shame to see that bit go, but alas, I've already deleted it because I have different plans.

But we're getting there. By which I mean to say, I only have 9k so far, but give me a few weeks, and we'll have something. When you get past the first 10k, you know you have a fic. Typically, it's most difficult to have a vision beyond that initial burst of inspiration that's typically just a hook.

Now, this fic will mostly be on Tatooine. Listen, I can't spoil the fic here because this thing is convoluted for a reason!! I love introducing little secrets at the start of the fic that I only reveal later on. Not plot twists but you-could-have-guessed-it-twists. And little jokes (but no one ever spots them because they're so small and refer to a single sentence uttered by a background character like 20k back), which I tend to forget about myself, too.

Anyway, it's Tatooine. Also, I've been greatly enjoying rewatching a certain series lately, which has Tatooine as backdrop for part of its six episodes. So, that's the timing.

I've also been taking color-coded notes on the fight between Ben and Vaderkin in the last episode. A lot of my fics use/recycle dialogue from the shows and movies.

I'm not sure how many people notice how much dialogue I recycle. And I've been spending way too much time rewatching the confrontation on Mustafar and jotting down notes.

But sandcat is going to be my greatest offender yet. I'm also doing some fun stuff with placement of things across the page.

Don't worry, it'll still be readable. In fact, I'm using placement on the page to make this fic more readable. It's something I want to work on. My sentences then to sway a bit, which makes the whole thing a bit jerky (I hope that makes sense), and I want it to be smoother and more focused.

But anyway. The next fic you'll see from me is sandcat. Because writing 18k of cat!Anakin didn't scratch my itch.

If you're wondering about the other two:

sort of fake dating in the GFFA with the Jedi encouraging 'healthy attachments' to get better press. Anakin and Obi-Wan get in a really confusing fake/real relationship because they're both idiots. And the Temple explosion wipes out Anakin's room, so they're sharing a bed, which adds to the fake/real part. Listen they're both pining idiots.

A modern AU (I know, shocking) in which Star Wars is a video game, Obi-Wan is a veteran on the scene and Anakin the crazy talented newbie. Obi-Wan's looking for reasons to quit, Anakin makes that impossible. Together, they wreak havoc on the servers. Because Team Jedi and Team Sith are not supposed to team up.

I think I have shared a good amount of details. Next week, I'll probably do a WIP Wednesday. Unless I forget. I often forget.