I love stars from our eyes! 🤩😍 though, I love everything you write! I can't give anymore kudos to your works but here's thousand more ❤️×1000
Prompt idea: anakin and obi-wan are about same age(give or take a year or two) in their late 20s/early 30s, and have been best friends since university. Anakin is helplessly in love with obi-wan, who is in relationship with satine, and that's why anakin thinks obi-wan is straight. But when satine cheats on obi-wan, he has to move out quickly from their shared home and he moves in with anakin. Hurt/comfort follows and anakin learns new truths about obi-wan 😁
Hi Anon, this is so sweet! 🥹 Thank you for this lovely note 🥰 I’m thrilled that you’re enjoying Stars From Our Eyes (and I hope you’ll like how it ends)! Thanks for reading and I’m sending ❤️x1000 right back at you!
I definitely have a soft spot for same age Obikin AUs and lots and lots of pining. This was a fun prompt and it gave me something to think about tonight as I was making dinner. I hope you don’t mind that I changed it a little bit and took out the part about Satine cheating (I couldn’t do that to her!). Thanks so much for this prompt! 💞
Anakin was in a meeting when the text from Satine arrived. Assuming it had something to do with the wedding, he hadn’t looked at it until he got home. It was then that his heart stopped.
I’m sorry. I love him and always will, but not the way he deserves to be. Please take good care of him xoxo
Instead of texting her back, Anakin immediately called Obi-Wan.
It turns out, three months before he was supposed to marry Satine, she had an epiphany. She loved Obi-Wan, deeply, but she was no longer in love with him. Not the way she was when they were fifteen, sixteen, seventeen... spending summers together at the Cape.
And she suspected he was no longer in love with her as well. Which happens sometimes, through no one’s fault.
They were both born into families with influence and wealth and power. And when they began dating, it was welcomed with enthusiasm on both sides. The union of two political dynasties.
But to Anakin, Obi-Wan wasn’t the son and grandson and great-grandson of senators. He was simply Obi-Wan. He was the guy who had slept eight feet away from him in their fifteen by twenty dorm room freshman year.
He was the friend who chose to room with Anakin each year after that, and who Anakin would visit on the Cape one week each summer, and who came home with Anakin every Thanksgiving and made mashed potatoes with his mom and said their modest home was lovely and warm, despite having grown up in mansions and estates.
And after they graduated, he was the friend whose couch Anakin slept on for almost a year as he looked for jobs before eventually applying for grad school.
Ten years later, he was the friend who asked Anakin to be his best man.
And so the next day, Anakin called in sick to work and rolled up to the gates outside Obi-Wan and Satine’s lavish house in a mid-sized U-Haul and helped his best friend pack up his belongings.
His best friend, who Anakin had harbored feeling for since they were eighteen. He’d kept that secret hidden away because he knew nothing could ever come of it. Obi-Wan was betrothed to a smart, strong, and lovely woman. Anakin was his best friend, and that was more than enough.
At first, Obi-Wan was going to stay with Anakin at his condo for a month until he found a suitable place to rent.
One month turned into two.
“We didn’t have sex for two years,” Obi-Wan says quietly one morning, unprompted.
It caught Anakin off guard and he choked on his coffee, spitting it across the kitchen island and dribbling it down his chin.
“Were you seeing someone else?” Anakin asked after he stopped coughing.
“No. I just watched a lot of porn,” Obi-Wan said and took a sip of his tea.
Two months turned into three.
“I know we were right to end things. It’s letting go of the life that was expected of me that’s been the hardest part. Feeling like I’ve let down my family and hers,” Obi-Wan mused. “My future had been laid out and I simply had to place one foot in front of the other and just walk. But now that I’ve taken a step to the side... I feel so free.”
Three months turned into a gardening project to update the little patch of backyard space into a patio with a quaint sitting area.
“I’m pretty sure that’s the little dipper,” Obi-Wan said, pointing to the sky as they sat on the bench together.
“I had no idea we could see so many stars on a clear night,” Anakin commented.
Half a year later, Obi-Wan had repainted the kitchen and updated the cabinets.
Anakin returned home a day early from his work trip and froze at the bottom of the stairs when he heard the noises. Moaning and grunting. The rhythmic slap of skin.
A blush crept over him and he quietly placed his carry-on duffle on the floor, right next to his breaking heart, ready to leave and grant Obi-Wan some privacy with his guest. But as he tiptoed toward the front door, it became obvious that he was hearing the voices of two men.
His curiosity got the best of him so Anakin tiptoed up the stairs instead. Down the short hallway. To the door of the guest room where Obi-Wan had been staying for nearly a year.
Anakin peeked in the dark room and saw the naked silhouette of Obi-Wan leaning back in his chair, his hard cock in his hand. On the laptop screen was a man with bronze curls getting fucked senseless by another man with pale freckled skin.
“Obi-Wan?” he asked, before he could stop himself.
And when Obi-Wan turned and fell out of his chair, Anakin ran to his own dark room and stood there in the middle of the floor, frantically processing what he just saw.
About fifteen seconds passed before Obi-Wan rounded the corner with a hastily thrown on t-shirt and pair of shorts. He flipped on the light and his expression was that of panic and complete shame.
“I can explain,” Obi-Wan said.
Anakin stared. “Okay.”
Obi-Wan took several deep breaths. “There really isn’t an explanation. It’s exactly what you think.”
“You’re watching gay porn.”
“Yes.”
“You’re into dudes?” Anakin asked.
“Apparently.”
“You’re into dudes that look... like me from behind?”
Obi-Wan shrugged. “I’d prefer if they looked like you from the front too.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Anakin whispered.
“Because I didn’t know how you’d react. I’m still trying to figure it out myself,” Obi-Wan admitted. “I think I’m in love with you. I think I have been for a very long time.” His fingers fidgeted with the hem of his shirt.
“Not as long as I’ve been in love with you,” Anakin said quietly.
“Oh, I think you’d be surprised,” Obi-Wan said with a laugh. “I think--”
It didn’t matter what he thought, because Anakin’s lips were on Obi-Wan’s, finally. And there was plenty of time to think tomorrow. And the day after that.
23 notes
·
View notes
Hello hello , can you please provide some soft Lotor pics , if not it's fine , Happy Holidays and thank you for lovely writing and art ❤️💜💖🤗🥺
Hello, and thanks for your kind note! Happy holidays to you! While I've been trying to update some stories in the free time I've had, I'm not much of an artist myself. But if you're looking for soft Lotor art specifically, I can make recommendations for you to check out!
Adorable-Soft Lotor by @vanillafry: https://vanillafry.tumblr.com/post/171524409164/when-you-have-art-block-you-draw-softlotor-with
Sleepy-Soft Lotor by @effits-franki: https://effits-franki.tumblr.com/post/173867077478/a-really-quick-lotor-doodle-he-slep-do-not
More Sleepy-Soft Lotor by @aealzx: https://aealzx.tumblr.com/post/636278519350116352/hhhhrrrrggggg-i-feel-super-shy-putting-these-up
Soft Lotot with Kova by @elynnart: https://www.tumblr.com/elynnart/181254093312/lotor-deserves-the-entire-universe-and-you-cant
Happy-Soft Winter Lotura by @ziksua-blog:
https://ziksua-blog.tumblr.com/post/171562946539/hello-i-love-them-together-hahahaha
Sad-Soft Lotor by @lancemyboi2k17: https://lancemyboi2k17.tumblr.com/post/181198836945/finally-home
Sad-Shirtless-Soft-Lotor by @kir-tata: https://kir-tata.tumblr.com/post/172525052211/lotor-again-lonely-and-sad-sketch-with
Sexy-Soft Lotor by @z-nth: https://z-nth.tumblr.com/post/172982306895/minty-fresh
Funny-Soft Lotor by @33-ko: https://33-ko.tumblr.com/post/172043870159/oh-no
Basically, I should like to link just about every Lotor and Lotura artist around a;ldfjas
22 notes
·
View notes
What are some of the questions you got Sanderson to answer?
"Which character would be the worst beta reader?"
"You get asked lots of writing advice questions - is there a writing related subject that people don't usually ask about, but you have thoughts on when the opportunity arises?"
"If you were a Vorin man, but still a novelist for some reason, which of your female characters would you choose to dictate your stories to?"
"Like many writers, I'm struggling to complete my first novel draft. What advice would Wit give me?"
"You teach creative writing at BYU. If one of the Mistborn characters had to sub for you, which would you pick, and what would be the aftermath you'd have to deal with?"
There were a few more, but it's been three years or so, and I can't recall them.
4 notes
·
View notes