thanks so much for the tag, @ahhrenata! 💙💙 we’ve got two wips to share, one for each of the mods. @naberiie is working on the romcom celebration fic for reaching 400 followers on this blog:
“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: