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Grandma/Vodka Aunt Peli teaches Mando how to have fun with his son.
Ok this is the first fic I’ve written in YEARS so apologies if it sucks but I’m trying to get back into writing. Also there are so few (but amazing) Mandalorian tk fics and if I have to write one myself so be it.
Mando didn’t want to stay in one place for too long, what with the Empire and the Bounty Hunters Guild still after him and the kid, and even more so now after what went down with Toro and Fennec. But in this case, he really didn’t have a choice. The damage to the Razor Crest was more extensive than originally thought, and would take several days to have the ship in working order. Peli knew he was eager to leave Tatooine even if Mando didn’t outright say so, but there was only so much she could do in a day, especially with his “no droids” policy.
Feeling guilty for the repairs taking so long, she offered the Mandalorian and child the small extra room in her home. He was hesitant at first, but with the only credits he had going to the repairs and how much the kid and Peli got on, he agreed. And if he was honest with himself, he was a bit fond of her as well.
I saw star wars headcanons and ran lmao. Happy birthday (I don't know if I'm late for it but oh well).
Anything for the prequels? I don't remember if you write for clone wars so I won't ask for Ahsoka but Anakin and Obi-Wan having tickle fights pretty much in a daily basis? Anything you want honestly :)
You’re right on time anon!!!! Thank you for the birthday wishes :D I don’t write for clone wars but I have seen it (I just haven’t watched it in y e a r s)
Obi-Wan and Anakin,,,, yes,,,,,
- Calling it a tickle-fight is very funny to me because it is 99% Anakin getting wrecked,,,
- Okay so Anakin is Goblin Supreme. He’s a little shit. He has a mischievous streak that’s very well-disguised, because the people who know him know when he’s in a mood, but everyone else is just Confused
- Because of the aforementioned goblinism, he obviously looks at Obi-Wan and like,, his pupils dilate because he HAS to bother him. The only problem is that Obi-Wan is impossible to pin.
- Obi-Wan will just, dodge and swerve without any ounce of effort. When Anakin inevitably stumbles he catches him like :) “I’ve got you” and Anakin is like “nonONONONO” but it’s too late Obi-Wan’s already wrecking him
- Obi-Wan will be so sweet and mean at the same time,,, like he’ll be absolutely destroying Anakin but saying things like “wow you’re nearly free! Just maneuver under my arm there--oh, you’re stuck. Try readjusting your position. This is incredibly endearing but not at all effective, just so you’re aware.”
- Obi-Wan frequently just,,, picks Anakin up and starts squeezing his hips until he’s wheezing out a surrender,, then he’ll keep walking as if nothing happened. Padme’s favorite sport is watching them go at it.
- Okay but as mean as Obi-Wan occasionally is, he will (sometimes) let Anakin actually get the drop on him. He’ll sense Anakin coming from a mile away and still ?!! in surprise when Anakin squeezes at his sides.
- God I can’t get over Anakin figuring out where Obi-Wan is ticklish for the first time. Like just,,, he’s tickling Obi-Wan’s stomach in absolute AWE that he’s winning for once and he gets a hold of Obi-Wan’s thigh and Obi-Wan just aDABHVSHBKS aNaKIN--
- Obi-Wan will drop ALL formalities once he goes down and just,, roll around with Anakin trying to get the other hand. He’ll never surrender. He just turns the tables and waits for Anakin to surrender, which is infinitely more satisfying.
- The mental image of Obi-Wan suplexing Anakin has me giggling so I impart it upon you.
- These two are NUTS okay,,, Just picture Anakin sneaking up behind Obi-Wan and like,,, tickling his stomach from behind and the two of them absolutely hauling ASS down corridors, jumping off of walls and over people,,, skidding around corners,,, Anakin is evil cackling the whole time at the prospect of actually getting to wreck Obi-Wan
- It’s not uncommon for them to look disheveled as all hell on a daily basis because they’re always chasing each other around
AN: Its been a hot minute but I’m back and I’m obsessed with these two, and given theres little to no content for these two I gotta make it myself. This is 100% platonic btw, Han is Chewies cub-I dont make the rules
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Summary: When a job going wrong prompts Han to pout, Chewie takes it upon himself to cheer his cub up.
The Millennium Falcon drifted about lazily in the vast expanse of space, having just left hyperspace.
Within the ships cockpit sat a very unhappy Han solo, his feet propped up on the console and his arms crossed over his chest as he scowled.
They’d just gotten finished with a business deal which-unfortunately-hadn’t gone according to how Han would have liked it.
Their contact had failed to mention just how well guarded his drop off point would be, and during the attempt as stealth turned firefight-some of the cargo had been damages. Meaning that their pay had been greatly docked.
Han grumbled to himself, still muttering angry words he wished he could have said to that damn twi’lek. Which he absolutely would have said if there hadn’t been so many blasters pointed at him and Chewie.
A part of him worried that maybe he was loosing his touch, but he was quick to brush that thought back into the deep parts of his mind-no, he couldn’t be blamed for his own contacts incompetence.
His silent grumbling was interrupted by a low growling rumble, and he glanced slightly over his shoulder as the hulking furry form of his bestfriend entered the cockpit.
“Hey Chewie.” He muttered as he turned to go back to looking out at space, the wookie rumbled out another low growl.
“What? Yeah I’m fine Chew….” Han waved him off before he went back to crossing his arms over his chest, Chewbacca moved in to lean just slightly against the top of his seat. He chuffed and Han scoffed
“No I am not upset.” There was another growl in response to that that had Han bristling slightly as he straightened in his seat the tips of his ears turning red.
“No! I am not pouting either!” He scowled, dropping back down to slump in his seat.
“Im brooding, theres a difference.”
The wookie let out a warbling sound that Han recognized as laughter, his scowl deepened and he sunk further down into his seat muttering under his breathe. Chewbacca warbling chuckle died down into silence, and Han could feel the wookies eyes on him, didnt even need to look at him to know the smug smile that was on his face.
He opened his mouth to say something snarky in response when he felt two large clawed hand grab him by under his arms and lift him with the ease of someone lifting a small sack of potatoes out of his chair.
Han yelped and then spluttered out a curse as he dangled in the wookies grasp, squirming to no avail.
“Ack-! Chewie! Down!”
The wookie paid him no mind and simply walked over towards his usual copilot seat and plopped down taking Han with him and settling him into his lap, wrapping his large furry arms around him and essentially trapping him in a big furry wookie hug.
Han put up a fight, for a good couple of seconds, before he went dead limp in the wookies hold. Which he had to admit, was rather comfortable.
“Ugh-Seriously Chewie? Cant a guy get some personal space here?” He huffed, above him Chewbacca let out a growling warble. Han rolled his eyes and went to fire something back when he felt the wookie suddenly curl his fingers just slightly into his sides.
Han tensed, body going ridged.
“Chewie….” He warned, his only response was a teasing warble of amusement “Chewie don’t you dare-“
The furry alien wasted no time in gently digging his claws into the humans side, Han let out a yelp attempting to snap his mouth shut-but it did little to deter the muffled chuckles and giggles to managed to sneak past his closed lips.
“Ch-Chewie-You! Cut it out!”
The wookie let out an amused chuffing sound, keeping Han held tightly but gently against his chest using his free hand to gently poke, prod, and squeeze sporadically up and down the humans side and ribcage.
Han jerked and squealed in his grasp, long since given up trying to shove the wookies arms away, kicking out his legs in an attempt to dispel some of his pent up ticklish energy.
Bright laughter that was a higher pitch then it should have been tore itself from his belly as he threw his head back into the furry chest behind him as he laughed .
“Y-You big-bihihihig oaf! Let me gohohoho!”
Chewbacca warbled something that made Hans face turn an even deeper shade of red, he shoved at his broad chest.
“D-Dont tease me you-ahehehe-you furball!”
The wookie snorted softly at that, before he shifted his grip on the man slightly. Han tried to choke out a plea but he was caught off by his own near womanly shriek of laughter as Chewbacca start to pinch and prod at the line of fat along his lower belly. A move that had Han snorting not once, but twice in a row.
“CHEWIE! AHA!”
Hans eyes were squeezed tightly shut as his body shook with mirthful laughter, tears prickling at the corners of his eyes and a wide smile now overtaking his mouth.
“Ahaha-! C-Chewie please I-Ihehehe I give! Uncle! U-Uhuhuncle!”
Chewbacca raised a furry brow behind him, warbling out a growl that made Han nearly groan.
“Yes! I wont sulk anymore I-hehehehe! I promise!”
The Wookie kept up the attack for a few seconds long before he stop his poking and prodding, keeping his hold on the now boneless smugglers so he wouldn’t go sliding straight off his lap.
Han panted, taking in large gasps of air as he fought to control the few lingering giggles that continued to plague him, his face now flushed a bright hue of red.
“Y-You-“ he wheezed, chest heaving “Are no longer my bestfriend-“
Chewbacca warbled again another laugh, shifting so Han was back to being pressed against the wookies chest, wrapped comfortably in his warm furry arms. He rested his muzzle atop the mans messy brown hair and let out a content rumble that reminded Han of a loth-Cats purr.
He grumbled but shifted himself to be a bit more comfortable, leaning his head back against the soft fur of his chest.
“Yeah well-be lucky I’m letting you off easy this time.” He huffed, settling back as he closed his eyes. Chewbacca let out a soft teasing growl and Han scoffed face tinting pink again.
“I am not feeling better” he grumbled, he felt his friends fingers start to curl into his side again and he squeaked
“Ah! I lied I lied! I am feeling better!”
Chewbacca let out a warble of laughter and Han grumbled under his breathe as he slumped back down against the wookies chest.
He was gonna end up throwing his big furry excuse for a co-pilot out the airlock one day so help him…
Do you think Obi-Wan ever slept with Anakin’s lightsaber when he was on Tatooine? Did he ever clutch it at night to feel like he was holding the last remnants of his child?
if greg bear had the power of foresight i think he would have written rogue planet to include space tiktok and 25 y/o obi-wan would use it to bully gentle parent anakin
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