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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Letâs spread the self-love đ
oh my gosh thank you so much, brit; this is so sweet :')
in no particular order...
except for dreams of peace bc it's my fave fave fave, even though i haven't finished it, but i love their story, and i'm excited to keep working on it :') (hero's journey, my love <3)
soft here because i was reading charlotte brontĂŤ at the time, and it's very obvious lmao. it's very flowy, very soft.
i have no idea where heavenly came from, but omg. i just love the care and adoration in this one. lots of hands touching hands REACHING OUT TOUCHING ME TOUCHING YOUUU SWEEEET CAROLINE BUM BUM BUUUM
all i wanted bc of the spice and sith!obi-wan and bc of how much i enjoyed writing it. the idea just completely took over. also, it's the first multi-chapter fic i've ever finished :') i still can't believe i actually ended it that way, though... sometimes i'm just like wow... i actually did that laskdasjlk
made in the am!!!! aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh it's the fic i'm working on right now, and it's been so fun to write, and it's so sweet, and it feels so nice to get back into the swing of writing again. i've been working on the final chapter, and i should be finished v soon!!
when you see this, share three random lines from your wips! (please create your own post instead of adding to this one!!)
tysm for tagging me parker!!!! @deathstars this got me thinking about writing, and i actually wrote a little bit for dreams of peace!!!! :â)
(no pressure) tagging: @lightasthesun @profkenobi @zinzinina @princessxkenobi @saradika @littleladymab and anyone else whoâd like to share their wips!! pls do, and pls pls tag me!!!!
dreams of peace (ch 9??):Â
But you and your fellow Jedi were all stillness, senses and guards on high alert. Every molecule of solid, liquid, and gas, of the slight electrical pulses coursing through nervous systemsâthoughts bleeding into emotions, emotions both feeding and feeding on actions and then regurgitating back into thoughtsâechoed through the Force and resounded in your mind and body.Â
imperial!obi-wan/governor kenobi au:Â
It was there, in his mind, that sorrow boiled: hot and sticky and alive and angry. A loud crack once again filled his ears, but this time, it came from within him, and it was Obi-Wanâs knees that struck the hard ground, a mirror image of the once-standing, now bowing, edifices around him.Â
original probation (an original story i started when i was like... 14? 15? đ anyway itâs on my mac and is technically a wip so here you go):
The garden became her safe haven on warm, early spring days when the leaves were just beginning to gain back their former grandeur and Claudia could hear the faint chirping of birds carried on the balmy breeze. She cherished the beloved smell of freshly mown grass, adored they way it tickled her scandalously bare feet. Sheâd lie on the grass clutching a book in her hand and read until she no longer could see the words on the page, but it was no significant loss, for she would simply stroll to the nearby greenhouse and continue her novel, unaffected by the clicking of the insects outside.
HI EMILY I HOPE YOURE HAVING A GOOD DAY đ i am intregued about Dreams of peace for the wip game thingy đđ
ELLIE, HELLO!!!! <33 i'm having a pretty good day so far, and i hope you are too!!!!
DREAMS OF PEACE, MY ACTUAL BABY, MY CHILD, MY LOVE, THE WORK THAT I WILL FOREVER BE WORKING ON, THE BIGGEST STORY OF MY LIFE!!!!
there's so much i could say about dreams of peace omg. first of all, it's an obi-wan x f!reader fic. i think my lil summary says it best:
youâre an orphan living on the streets of mos espa, haunted by your past, until a chance encounter with jedi master qui-gon jinn thrusts you into the unknown world of the jedi order. within that world, you find family and purpose, but you also find enemies and war, along with strange dreams and even more peculiar feelings for the man thatâs been by your side this whole time. as a galactic war rages, will you have the courage to be vulnerable with those closest to you, to be the jedi you were born to be? or will your fear of loss hold you back?
so basically qui-gon discovers her on tatooine, and she becomes a jedi. and gOSH her relationship with anakin is one of my fave things to write and to go back and read omg. they're like siblings :'')))) and basically it's friends-to-lovers with strange dreams and an antagonist in the form of a certain red-and-black former sith đ and i used hero's journey to map out the plot, so it all goes in a big circle, and i just really, really love it. i will finish it one day!!!!
i posted chapters 1 through 5 between february and april of 2021 and have been slooowwwwly working on chapters 6 and 7 :) the masterlist is here if you're interested!!!! (absolutely no pressure, though /gen <3)
here's a little snippet from chapter 7!!
You whipped your head to the side and were immediately met with a sight you wished to see a million times over.Â
Obi-Wan stood before you, relieved smile on his face, hair still gritty and greasy from the battle, eyes gazing deep into yours like he thought the same about you, like you were a lifeline, a precious thing to him. And all your questions, all your panic, left your mind as you stared into the beautiful blue of his irises, aware only of that and of the softness and warmth of his skin on yours.
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hi, mab!! ty for asking <3 this is from my wip dreams of peace!!
âI could ask you the same thing. We havenât spoken for months, and yet here you are, calling me in the middle of the night.â He paused to clear his throat, your cheeks heating up. âI can only assume youâre having a problem only I can fix. Go ahead. Tell me all about it.â
this is my gift for @menac-ika for @starwarsfandomfests secret santa event! i hope you enjoy, and i hope you have a lovely holiday season <3
characters: luke skywalker, leia organa, han solo (with a lil sprinkle of owen lars and beru whitesun)
summary:Â luke, leia, and han come back to their home after their first-day-of-winter tradition of seeing new york city from the top of the empire state building
rating:Â PG
prompt: cuddling
warnings/tags: modern au, winter, death mention (brief and not graphic), veeerrryyy light angst (as per the previous tag, but again, itâs brief), platonic fluff, friendly banter, platonic cuddling, found family
word count: 1k
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âGuys, I hate to tell you this,â Luke said, words trembling like his chin in the cold, âbut the key is jammed.â He turned to Han and Leia, who stood behind him on the narrow, steep staircase of their New York City townhouse, bodies jumping and faces contorting from expressions of impatience to annoyanceâin Hanâs caseâand to frustrationâin Leiaâs.
For the couple, there was but a subtle difference in those states. Annoyed, they used their words, but frustrated, they used actions.
Han had no sooner exclaimed, âAre you kidding me, kid?â than Leia had wordlessly barged past Luke, taking his place on the tiny ledge in front of their door. What some may have called a porch was really just a longer stepâmaking their doorway seem slightly less like a portal to the edge of a cliff.
At least it did in the summer, when the only liquid on their skin was from the rain or their own sweat, but right now, in the middle of winter, each trio memberâs hair shone with the falling snow that reflected the lights of the city. And their garb matched the situation: gloves and thick winter coats adorned each of them, making their âporchâ seem more like a cliff than ever.
The trio had just returned home after their yearly tradition of going to the top of the Empire State Building on the first day of winter. Well, it was more like Lukeâs tradition: the first time he did it, he had been accompanied by two different people.Â
Heâd been in the city touring colleges with his Aunt Beru and his Uncle Owen, the latter grumbling the entire time about how he didnât see why Luke wanted to move so far away for school, and the former displaying her gift of displaying empathy while reminding her husband of a hard (at least for Owen) truth: Luke was like his father.
The end of the day had neared, and Luke had had one more stop he wanted to make, telling his uncle that it might help him understand. The three of them had traveled up to the top of the Empire State Building, had seen the city at night with all its twinkling lights and beauty, and had even stepped onto the glass floors to see the city bustling far below.
That night, Owen had told Luke that he supported him.Â
After they died, Luke held on to that. It was the only reason heâd followed through and moved to New York after losing his family.
But then, heâd met a new family: Luke and Leia. Their meeting and becoming friends could have only been the work of fate, different as they were. But not entirely dissimilarâheâd known them for years before theyâd found out that Leia was his sister.Â
And so, every year, Luke took his new family to remember those who were long goneâand to reaffirm their support for each other.
Even if it doesnât always look like it, thought Luke as Leia unceremoniously pushed him aside.
It was his experience with his sisterâand his uncanny ability to always land on his own two feetâthat was the reason Luke didnât crash into Han. Instead, he glared down at the brooding, shivering man and gave an exasperated huff. âItâs not my fault!â he said.
Han crossed his arms as the sound of Leia jiggling the doorknob echoed in the mostly quiet street. âWell, it sure as hell ainât mine.âÂ
Luke rolled his eyes, and Leia exclaimed, âAha!â before facing her companions, looking down on them like a queen from her throne. âIf you boys are done bickering, Iâd like to get inside and out of this cold.â And with the dignified air of a royal, she faced forward again, opened up the door, and stepped inside. Luke and Han followed, all three friends stomping their snow-lined shoes on the outdoor mat before exhaling in relief as the central heating hit their skin.
Coats hung themselves in the closet, gloves were laid carefully out to dry, and shoes were set by the door before the trio plopped themselves down on the couch one by one: Leia in the middle and Han and Luke on either side of her. It was silent for a moment before Luke reached to the side of the couch for a blanket.Â
âIf youâre getting a blanket, I donât think Han would mind one,â Leia said, a teasing glint in her eye. âPoor guy is shivering.â
âI donât shiver,â Han said, his voice giving away the fact that, yes, he did shiver.Â
But his speech wasnât the only clue.
âThatâs what that is?â Luke asked as he grabbed two blankets and passed one to Leia, who began to spread it out over Han. âI felt the couch shaking and just figured a really quiet train was going by or something.â
Leia barked out a laugh, but her actions were tender: finished covering her boyfriend with the blanket, she had taken to rubbing his arms. Han remained silent but looked at her with both embarrassment and gratefulness, like she was the only one heâd ever allow to take care of him like that.Â
âYouâd think,â Han mumbled through chattering teeth, âafter our study abroad in Hoth, Iâd be more used to the cold.â
Leia and Luke scoffed.
âHan, you stayed inside pretty much the entire semester,â Luke teased.
âI went outside!â Han countered defensively.Â
âWhatever you say.â
âItâs alright,â Leia said, sitting back and leaning her head on her boyfriendâs shoulder. âYouâre just sensitive to the cold.â
âHere, thisâll help,â Luke said as he swung his legs to rest on top of Leiaâs and, more importantly, Hanâs. The older man glared at him but said nothing.
Luke was smirking when he turned to look out of the living room window, eyes mesmerized by the falling snow. In turn, Leia and Han did the same, and despite the weatherâdespite his own intolerance to the cold from growing up in the desertâLuke swore heâd never felt so pleasantly warm in his life.
