In Conversation With Josh Horowitz.
Newyork, December 8, 2023.
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"Obi-Wan’s magic had always been at its strongest when he was protecting someone. Perhaps that’s why it was easier to defeat their remaining assailants after Cody went down injured."
I had the absolute best of time working on this illustration commissioned by the wonderful @wanderingjedihistorian for their fic What It Means! If you like a good fantasy setting, swords and sorcery, Jedis as mages and the Clones as knights do check it out!
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Steve traced Eddie’s scars, long since turned to white. He grazed his fingers over the ragged marks on Eddie’s stomach, the neat lines under his pecs. Light filtered lazily through their blinds and danced across Eddie’s skin in golden stripes.
Steve had woken up first. He loved moments like these where he could just look and touch, remind himself that he’s not alone. He got to see this every morning but the novelty had yet to wear off. Eddie’s face was relaxed, half smushed into a pillow and his hair tumbled wildly out his bun. He’d found another gray hair the other day and made a fuss to Steve about it.
Steve pressed closer and wrapped an arm around Eddie’s thick waist, almost lying on top of him. He buried his face in the space between Eddie’s neck and shoulder and focused on how warm he was, the way his chest rose and fell. Still alive.
Eddie stirred and rumbled out a, “Mornin’ to you, too.”
“I had that dream again,” Steve murmured into Eddie’s neck. The one where Steve couldn’t save him.
Eddie dropped a kiss on his hair, wrapping him in an embrace. “I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart.”
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Also posting this young man here for my birthday because I really like how he turned out! It's his first year on the path and he got a big scar and a cool story to tell
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"Before we just tell me I’m shit, let’s at least get that sorted and put everything to bed.” 🗣️
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