#starswriting

[stars-kenobi]

i just think it’s funny if obi-wan and mace are about to have a spar in the training salles and there’s a crowd super eager to see soresu against vaapad and then the two esteemed council members just. toss their lightsabers to the side and engage in an all out fisticuffs brawl worthy of a tatooine cantina.

[starslockets]

❤︎⁠ yes baby

6. i think ive seen this film before

w.c: 233

you had your phone set up against the vase on your coffee table, there were two minutes left until you went live for an hour, something your team had set up for you to do. and you agreed, happily, you loved interacting with fans and answering their questions that actually felt personal towards you, not like ones interviewers normally asked you.

you were double checking your appearance, knowing if you went live looking like a mess your beauty team would be internally screaming the whole time. “you look gorgeous” scaramouche’s voice snapped you back to reality, “thanks… you look…” you tried to compliment him back but it felt like the words you wanted to say were stuck in your throat. “amazing.” his eyes then met yours and his eyebrows raised, “amazing? that's the best you can do?” you then turned away flustered. “go away. i need to go live and if your fans find out you are practically living at my place they will actually kill me.” he then chuckled and looked over at you. “whatever. i have an audition today anyways.” he then moved close placing a gentle kiss on your cheek and then on your jaw, “i’ll be watching when i’m done” you then pushed him away, “go. you don’t want to be late to your interview do you?” he then chuckled and left your apartment, leaving you in the silence

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a/n: going to move update day from friday to the weekend in general, i’ve been late these past two weeks because im facing a lot of stress from college and im barely coping, i obviously will stay updating but i dont think im able to stick to uploading JUST on friday in future also a bit of a bonus this week!

[nilikhangdiwa]

"... let's have some tea, guy."

guy dips his head, slipping back into the familiarity of following. his eyes gaze over the remaining red that stains the floors, the rust that he could not wash out.

citron heads to the kitchen. he does not look back.

he knows guy will follow, and follow he does.

it has been a while since something like this has occured -- yet it's bold for their assailant to come to a dorm where twenty four other people lie asleep.

citron sits at the table as guy gets to work.

neither of them speak. citron rubs the side of his neck where a knife had been pressed just minutes before.

[stars-kenobi]

hm. obi-wan bruised and exhausted after a battle, kneeling in exhaustion, tucked safely between cody’s thighs as he sits on an ammo crate, one hand cradling obi-wan’s head so it’s not resting on hard plastoid, the other still cautiously on his blaster. he is equally exhausted. around them, the 212th slumped in various cuddle piles, craving closeness and connection.

[stars-kenobi]

“Hand over the child, Master Kenobi.” Master Windu was stern, as he seldom was during closed council sessions. His brow pinched as he leaned forward intently.

“No.”

“Master Kenobi-”

“It’s not my fault you forgot to sign up for the crèche rotation, my friend,” Obi-Wan cut him off smugly. In his opinion, his smugness was well earned because he had a tiny golden-furred wookie cub cuddled against his chest in a soft-woven wrap, and the other master did not.

“There’s a war going on and it slipped my mind,” Mace protested. He looked longingly at the youngling. “Surely you could spare me a few minutes.”

Obi-Wan smiled serenely, carding his fingers through soft, downy fur. He leant back more comfortably into his chair, crossing his ankle over his knee. “I’m a High General of a Sector Army. If I can remember, I’m sure an esteemed master such as yourself could have made the time to do so.” He paused, settling one arm more comfortably under the little one’s rump to support them. “Unless you’re getting forgetful in your old age?”

“Bah,” Yoda cackled, interrupting them, and he whacked his cane against his chair. “Old age, an excuse it is not.” And indeed, a second youngling, this one a human infant, was being rocked back and forth in a little bassinet by one gnarled claw.

Obi-Wan knew he’d regret the remark later, but honestly if his esteemed colleagues were going to call him the council baby, then they should have expected nothing less than to be called old for their efforts. But for now it was worth it, as Mace seethed and turned his attention to Shaak and Saesee, in another attempt to score a cuddle from one of the younglings cradled in their arms. Adi, who had already fended off Mace with a single raised eyebrow, just shook her head in amusement as she bounced a zabrak toddler on her knee.

Not that Mace would be successful - the crèche rotation only came about once every six months, and it was rare now to be on Coruscant for the occasion, let alone for the full council to be physically present as well. It was a sorely needed lull in the never-ending sieges, both sides gathering to regroup, and Obi-Wan knew his men were making the most of it at the lower-level bar they thought he didn’t know about.

But the 212th’s antics couldn’t be further from Obi-Wan’s mind right now, because there was no way in the stars would he be giving up little Chomdekka for anyone short of his crechemaster at the end of the day. He tucked his cheek against the little one’s velvety head, and savoured the quiet purrs rumbling through the youngling’s little body, and the lightness in the Force that the presence of the younglings brought forth.

His colleagues were safe and laughing, the younglings sleepy and content after a big meal, and even Mace was amused by his own theatrics. The older crèchlings perched on Agen, Plo and Depa’s laps were giggling as the Master of the Order put his dramatic skills to good use.

Kit, meanwhile, was no help to Mace, urging his own crechling for the day to clumsily float a beebleberry cracker onto the top of Ki-Adi’s head, while the Cerean master’s young rodian companion for the day hid their laughs behind tiny palms and made a valiant attempt to ‘distract’ Ki-Adi from noticing, despite having to pause to giggle every few seconds. Ki-Adi certainly didn’t have Mace’s acting chops, but he made a good enough show of it to entertain the crèchlings.

A smile tugged at Obi-Wan’s lips as he closed his eyes and basked in the pure joy suffusing the council chambers.

For just this moment, all was well.

[stars-kenobi]

crack idea that’s absolutely stuck in my head. so you know that chess master that was accused of cheating using vibrating beads to send signals. that but it’s obi-wan going in to distract a separatist general without comms and cody has to send strategy updates via an anal vibrator direct to his general’s asshole. and it works.

afterwards, obi-wan is quite worked up for obvious reasons (being edged for hours on end will do that to a man), and cody is like, ‘well, I caused the problem, I’ll help you out General’ and then they have incredibly hot sex on obi-wan’s desk.

[starslockets]

❤︎⁠ yes baby

12. thinking bout u

w.c: 550

the little black velvet box sat on your nightstand like a ticking time bomb, the feeling of wanting to know what sat inside was a thrilling and terrifying prospect at the same time. the uncertainty kept gnawing at you, the thought keeping you from sleep, which the lack of put you into this mess.

your thoughts were broken by ayaka coming into your room, “how are you name..?” she then walked over to your bed. “xiao came last night… are you sure you want this collab to happen now of all times?” you then sat up, pushing yourself up. “i’m sure. i need to just stop hiding from this mess… because the longer i do the worse it gets…” ayaka then nodded her head, “breakfast is ready for when you want it.” she then left the room, leaving you with your thoughts.

you finally got out of bed an hour later, changing into something different, knowing you couldn’t rot in your pyjamas. breakfast was a more simple meal, some french toast and some fruits.

furina was sat next to you, eating some toast and butter, “are you finally going to swim in the lake? the waters the perfect temperature!” you then turned to her, “no… i’m recording with xiao later…” furina then let out a long sigh, “you have to go into the lake at least once… it’s been two weeks since we got here…” you then giggled slightly at her theatrics “fine… i guess i will.”

it was around 11 when xiao finally woke up from his ‘nap’, albedo had helped him set up a make shift recording studio in one of the spare rooms. “so… what’s the song like? i mean is it happy? sad? happy and sad at the same time?” you were looking at xiao, swirling slightly in the spinny chair you were sat on. “sad. just sad.” he then handed the lyrics of the song. “oh yeah just sad.” you then looked back up at him.

“so how is it gonna work? are we signing it duet style or am i just kinda backing vocals?” he then moved from looking at the screen to you, “duet.” you then smiled slightly, feeling the slight awkwardness in the room. “how is he..?” xiao then finally met your eyes, “sad. he’s barely left your apartment since you ran away without any word.” you then nodded your head slightly.

“i did do that…” your eyes then flickered away looking out the window, “i regret it. I regret leaving without saying anything… but i don’t think i could’ve faced him after the song leaked… considering… you know…” you could now feel his glare on you “considering what?” you then gulped, facing him. “that the song was about him.” you then immediately turned your back, looking anywhere but xiao. “so it was… we all had a feeling it was but scara kept denying it.”

you then turned to xiao, “he is…? i mean i thought it was kinda obvious…” he then let out a soft laugh “it was. well for at least people who know the two of you. your fans have no idea.” you finally felt yourself ease a bit since you got here, “well thats reassuring. i don’t like it when my fans try to paternity test my songs…”

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[stars-kenobi]

anyway i’ve been thinking about the room of a thousand fountains which is a massive garden right, and given jedi culture and philosophy i just think it’s neat if there are days where everyone in the temple comes together to communally garden and care for the plants 🥹 with crechlings and younglings being taught how to care for nature with their hands in the mulch and dirt, older padawans and knights and masters teaching them how to reach out to the plants physically and in the force as well, just a day full of joy and gentle teasing and jostling to get close enough to the oldest tree in the room to sense it scolding yoda like a youngling when he doesn’t arrange the mulch just so