Hi @reconstructwriter !

"I can buy myself flowers..." 🌺🎶

Aro-Ace Cody 🧡💖🧡

written for @starwarsalltypesoflove

Here's some queerplatonic obikin :D

Summary: Anakin went to some small town, met a wonderful woman and fell in love during the Christmas holidays, so now he's going to move close to his new girlfriend, far from the city he lives in. Which means leaving his best friend behind. Because that's how the movies go, right?

Or, Anakin realises that Obi-Wan is more important than romance.

Through the Glass

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CT-6922 | Dogma & CT-5385 | Tup, CT-5385 | Tup & Original Character(s), CT-6922 | Dogma & Original Character(s) Characters: Original Characters, CT-5385 | Tup, CT-6922 | Dogma Additional Tags: Haircuts, Hair Washing, tup gets his hair done for the first time, Anti-Clone Prejudice (Star Wars), briefly, Developing Friendships, clone and civilian friendships, this OC is mostly an auntie Series: Part 3 of Coruscanta a'den mhi, Vode an. Summary:

The one with the tattoo saw her first. His eyes widened, and he squeezed the other’s shoulder. “Hey. We’ve got to go.”

“Oh!” He whirled around— hair fanning out so she could see there were indeed some lovely curls in the underlayer— and backed away, hands up and open, smiling at her the same way she smiled at upset clients. “Sorry, ma’am. We thought you were closed. We didn’t touch your window, we didn’t mean to disturb anything. We’ll leave now.”

Before she could think twice about it, she asked, “What do you usually do with your hair?”

***

Tup gets a haircut.

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My new fic for @starwarsalltypesoflove week! This is mostly Agape, just being kind for the sake of being kind.

This event has been lovely, I am excited to see what else is shared <3

something inside you is singing

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ezra Bridger & Kanan Jarrus Characters: Ezra Bridger, The Force (Star Wars), Kanan Jarrus Additional Tags: Homelessness, Accidental Use of the Force (Star Wars), Young Ezra Bridger, Pre-Canon, ezra growing up homeless and unknowlingly force sensative, and how that might have played out, kanan doesn’t really show up until the end, why don’t they have a relationship tag for the force smh Summary:

If he thought about it hard enough, Ezra could hear something inside him singing. Just a simple tempo, beating in time with his heart. A tune set to the rhythm of the universe.

But he didn’t like to think about it too hard.

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This is an older fic that focuses on how Ezra interacts with the Force growing up. It’s enough about how the Force loves Ezra that I felt comfortable sharing for Star Wars: All Types of Love week, for Agape.

Sketches of Those the Empire Demanded You Forget

In the face of Imperial cruelty, an artist remembers its victims. Written for Fandom Empire Prompt Tables 2024 - Prompt: "Keeper" and Star Wars: All Types of Love Week (@starwarsalltypesoflove) - Prompt: "Agape"

As you can probably tell, I don't like coming up with names for characters. I will continue to avoid doing so as much as possible.

He’d never actually met a Jedi.

He’d heard plenty of them, of course – living on Coruscant, even on the distant lower levels, it’d be hard not to have heard any tales of them, true or not. There were always rumors, good and bad. Jedi had busted a trafficking ring three levels down, they said. Jedi had used their terrible sorcery to trick and rob some honest workers, they said. They saw a Jedi catch some kid falling from a speeder far above, they said. No one knew that guy who’d won the last street race, he must’ve been a Jedi in disguise, they said.

But he’d never met one, not directly.

He’d seen one, once.

His neighbors had had a child – well, they had had several children, actually, but one of them had been...different. And somehow, that family had managed to contact the Jedi Temple, or the Jedi had known, somehow, and either way, a Jedi had shown up.

His neighbors had been so proud that their little girl had gone off to be a Jedi, even as some people scoffed and muttered comments of “must be glad for less mouths to feed, I suppose.”

They hadn’t taken the news well.

The Empire had taken their objections even worse.

CONTINUED ON AO3

Hey! Question about the fics needing to be submitted between 7-14th Feb. Do they have to be completed in that time? As in, if the story turns into multiple chapters, do all the chapters need to be posted by the end of the 14th? Ta!

Hello @femmefighter

Thank you for your interest and question!

We're glad to know that you felt so inspired by the event that you need multiple chapters to tell the whole story!

This is certainly a scenario that we had not considered. After discussing it among ourselves, we agreed that the only stipulation we would make would be that the first chapter be published during said week and that there is a sincere goodwill to eventually finish the story.

We're very curious to see what you've done so far! We hope it turns out to be everything you hoped for when you started!

Tag us when you post the first chapter on tumblr, so we can follow the story and don't forget to tag the type of love you represent.

All the best,

The team.

Promise of Spring

Bail invites Obi-Wan to take a break from post-war rebuilding efforts to celebrate Alderaan's first day of spring. Written for Fandom Empire Prompt Tables 2024 - Prompt: "Spring Equinox" and Star Wars: All Types of Love Week - Prompt: "Philia" and StarWars100 - Prompt: "Peace"

Read on AO3

Bail waited patiently as the ramp extended from the ship and the door opened. Obi-Wan emerged, smiling and arms spread wide as he approached Bail.

“I know it’s midsummer on Coruscant,” Bail said as he returned the hug. “But I’m glad you could make it for Alderaan’s First of Spring celebration.”

“As am I,” Obi-Wan said. “Though I can’t say I’ve been on Coruscant much lately.”

“Recovery efforts going well, then? I haven’t seen you since the project on Malastare.”

“As well as they can be,” he said. “It takes far longer to rebuild than to destroy, I’m afraid. Your efforts in the Senate are appreciated, but funding can only do so much.”

Bail understood. He’d been on site on plenty of post-war efforts too, and seen the ruined cities and ravaged countrysides; the grief and unease and distrust, all the worse for the knowledge that each side had been betrayed from the onset.

“Come,” Bail said. “We can discuss work later. Today is a day of celebration, and I know you’ll enjoy the festivities.”

Obi-Wan listened attentively as Bail took him around the city and explained the traditions of their celebration of spring. The climate of Alderaan was, of course, such that the beginning of spring still looked much like winter, and the cold air bit at their faces as they walked, offset by the warmth of sharing in celebration with his people and with his friend.

But though the day still resembled winter, the promise of those warmer, vibrant days was evident throughout in the vast displays of traditional artwork and craftsmanship, depicting flowers and rain and sunshine, and in the lively dances and the street performances, in the laughter and singing.

A reminder that they had survived the terrible, cold winter, and that life would grow again.