The ARC Trooper and the Handmaiden

from which stars have we fallen, to meet each other here?

TCW canon-compliant; minor Legends EU sprinkled throughout; cc-headcanons about Naboo, Alderaan and the royal handmaidens. Primary focus is on political drama plot with Fives/Rabé slowburn romance underneath. 27/27; 166k. Complete.

cover art by @evaceratops; writing by @naberiie

✧ start from the beginning ✧ previous chapter ✧ entire work ✧

from which stars have we fallen, to meet each other here?

TCW canon-compliant; minor Legends EU sprinkled throughout; cc-headcanons about Naboo, Alderaan and the royal handmaidens. Primary focus is on political drama plot with Fives/Rabé slowburn romance underneath. 26/27; 165k.

cover art by @evaceratops; writing by @naberiie

meeting on the turret stairs

so! my plan is to have both the final chapter and epilogue uploaded at the same time. having just finished The Final Chapter (5.4k!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), i don’t have a timeline for when the epilogue will also be finished, but o lord it’s close

it’s so close

also - and i know i say this every time - i am so stupidly proud of this one. have a sneak peak, as a little treat:

It felt like the exhalation of a breath too long held. The tension, bitter and stale, leached out of the air. Eirtaé, almost surprised, glanced up, expecting to see a storm breaking far on the horizon - the sky, though, was clear and cloudless, and held no answer for her. The sun had fully risen, bathing everything in a gentle wash. Had it not been for the blast bolts, the turrets, the droids, the Separatist base, it would have been a beautiful, calm morning.

Something had changed.

She glanced to the side. None of her companions seemed to have felt the shift in barometric pressure, so she kept her words locked down. Echo and Sabé were conferring quickly about a plan of attack to draw the fire away from Fives and Rabé-

Ah.

In that clear light of a Naboo morning, no one would have noticed the way her eyes flashed with sudden realization, and her smile was too small, too secret, for others to observe. 

My favourite ship dynamic 🤩

This tag game was created in hopes of reaching at least a few people and creating more awareness for the creator-side of tumblr. Time to Shine Thursday is inspired by these posts and meant to be for all artists alike: writers, editors, poets, GIF makers, cartoonist etc. This is me giving you all an excuse to show off!

Only rule: Be as thirsty for attention as you want to be! Link one of your old fics/art pieces or one that didn’t didn’t get enough attention, link a work you loved to create or share a draft from your newest WIP. Or do all of these. Be greedy. Show your art. Crave attention. Be proud. And don’t forget to give your friends an excuse to show off theirs!

Additional note: Please consider dropping one of your favorite hidden gems by an author along with your own work so others can enjoy it as well and so that it doesn't stay buried any longer!

My WIP are slow going at the moment, so I’ll link my favorite thing I made - Boy’s Night Out. Fives and Rex are the best and deserve a night off.

No pressure tags: @espressoyo @porgnugget @rexisbabe @getdookuedon @glimmerglanger @kyitsya @arcmaiden

“I’d like to commission a gift for my partner,” Rabé said. “Traditional ear cuffs, so they can be worn under a helmet.”

“Ahh! Under a helmet, you say.” The Jeweler’s eyes twinkled. “Are they part of our Royal Security forces? Or a pilot?” He’d already begun sketching ideas on the design table in front of him.

“Neither; he’s an active-duty ARC trooper,” Rabé replied. “His name is Fives, and he’s been stationed on the other side of the galaxy for almost two months now. I’ve wanted to give him something like this for a long while now. I’d love to have a gift ready for him when he returns. A token of my affection.”

The Jeweler, unofficial grandfather to generations of Naboo royalty, gave her a gentle smile and patted her hands again, sensing the sadness in her voice even as she tried to mask it. “A very romantic idea. I would be honored, my dear. I’ll begin at once. Traditional cuffs, you say...”

[---]

“So that’s the idea,” Fives, very much not on the other side of the galaxy--indeed, barely across the city of Theed itself--finished explaining, gesturing excitedly with his hands. “A custom dagger in exchange for my helping out here, for as long as it takes.”

The blacksmith, a middle-aged Human named Breeyasha, leaned against a marble column that made up the open-air front to their shop, one of several dozen lining one of the city’s famous plazas. Nodding thoughtfully, they finally said, “Yeah, we could make that work. When d’you want it done by?”

“As soon as possible,” Fives said, trying to contain his eagerness. “We got on leave a lot sooner than I expected, and I want to surprise her. She’s on Coruscant right now, but we’re meeting here in a couple weeks.”

and @evaceratops is taking the opposite end of the emotional spectrum by working on an arcmaiden version of Meeting on the Turret Stairs:

from which stars have we fallen, to meet each other here?

TCW canon-compliant; minor Legends EU sprinkled throughout; cc-headcanons about Naboo, Alderaan and the royal handmaidens. Primary focus is on political drama plot with Fives/Rabé slowburn romance underneath.25/27; 160k.

cover art by @evaceratops; writing by @naberiie