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obeymeswdwritings · 10 months
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Quality Time
Characters - All, platonic Luke
Gn!Reader
Warnings- Swearing, romantic implications/references (other than Luke)
Category- Headcanons, Love Languages
What are their favorite ways to spend time with you?
Lucifer
Going Out
Luci absolutely adores going on walks. Either in the evening or in the morning, but he enjoys feeling fresh air, and maybe holding hands. (Which is, admittedly, a big if.)
Winter walks are especially so: even if you’re just walking down a road, rather than in a park or through the forest. Cold, fresh air, and company that he trusts.
Staying In
Paperwork/homework dates! Think if group study worked really well. Complete silence, other than the occasional rustle or pen-scratch, and maybe a clarifying question here or there.
There’s something peaceful about completing unpleasant work in good company - it balances out to utter content.
Mammon
Going Out
In what might be a surprising turn of events, nothing to do with money! Although Mammon may consider you the ultimate good-luck charm, he prefers lakeside dates, with a little picnic basket and a peaceful spot.
100% a treeclimber. That being said, it’s a lot like cats - he goes up without a care in the world, but you’re going to have to help him get back down.
Staying In
Watching bad reality TV. He especially loves shows like The Price Is Right and Wheel of Fortune, and can answer their questions insanely well.
Popcorn, blankets, and a whiteboard, so he can prove that he would’ve gotten the answer perfectly. He has a little abacus that he uses to keep score.
Leviathan
Going Out
Obviously conventions are the first pick, but those are rare and stressful! So his favorite way to spend time with you outside of the house would be coffee shop gaming.
Go to a coffee shop with a laptop, tablet, or phone, and load up a game. If it’s multiplayer, he’ll co-op with you. If not, he’ll pick his own and just order coffee. Or, if you don’t feel like gaming, bring something else to do - he won’t mind.
Staying In
Watching anime, of course! Games are fun, and he’ll likely suggest a couple, but at the end of the day there’s always a new episode out of something.
Will most likely be looking over semi-frequently to make sure you’re enjoying it, but most of his talking will be limited to exclamations of excitement at new developments.
Satan
Going Out
Cat cafes. He’ll go with or without you, but privately believes that the cats are friendlier when you’re there. Not that he can blame them - he’s also friendlier when you’re around.
Library dates are his second choice - or bookstores, depending on if there’s a new one. Regardless of whether or not you’re just in the same place or picking out books for each-other, Satan finds the combination of a calm environment and his favorite person to be the perfect setting.
Staying In
Now, of course reading is fun, but consider: reading in the garden with a bowl of tune to lure in stray cats?
Alternatively, sprawling out on armchairs in the family library, depending on if you feel like being outside. If you’re not reading, you could be playing board games - namely Clue.
Asmodeus
Going Out
Clubs? Stores? Photoshoot? He’s down for whatever, but he’d certainly prefer something he can put on Devilgram! (Even if he does back out last minute, choosing to instead preserve the memory for just the two of you. Bragging rights are nice, but it’s almost better to have a secret.)
Or, of course, consider going to a fabulous spa, nail salon, or beauty parlor. It’s easy to get short-notice access to any and all of them thanks to his reputation - Asmo may be the first person in history to be genuinely liked by business owners for the attention.
Staying In
Spa day, obviously! And by spa, he means bath salts, face masks, and ultra-soft matching pajama sets for when you’re done.
Asmo absolutely LOVES just relaxing, but it’s a million times better with his darling there! He might even get to a point where he’s happy to be the polar opposite of performative - gentle, a little insecure, but certainly still as happy to paint your nails as before.
Beelzebub
Going Out
Restaurant dates? Sure, but they’re improved ten times over when it’s after one of his Fangol games or practice. If you can find somewhere that he loves but hasn’t been to in the past, he’ll be ecstatic. Even if it’s just a food truck on the road or a new coffee place, same impact as a brand-new fancy restaurant!
And speaking of practice, consider gym dates! Regardless of if you’re working out with him, Beel would love to have you there with him.
Staying In
If you thought for an instant that his first pick wouldn’t be cooking together, you’d be . . . right. That’s his second, 100%! Your cooking and getting to spend time with you? Bring it on!
But his first pick is eating together. Sure, sure, they’re close, and sure, he’d prefer to eat something you made, but Beel’s a big fan of family meals, and you’re absolutely part of his family. For him, it’s just re-affirming that you feel just as close to him as he does to you.
Belphegor
Going Out
Stargazing. Absolutely stargazing. Be it at a observatory or just, yknow, on a cliff, Belphie’s here for it. Provided he doesn’t have to walk . . .  Bonus if you can find one that isn’t too crowded, he needs his space! Not from you, mind, but still!
He’s also a fan of cafes, but in a different way than the others. He likes curling up with you, cookies, and some heavily sugared tea.
Staying In
Naptime, anyone? In case it wasn’t obvious, the pillows and blankets in his room do serve a purpose. Plus, cuddling with a partner has been scientifically proven to improve your health, yeah? Wouldn’t it be nice to have your health improved and have a nap?
Truthfully, since he’ll sleep anywhere, you can do whatever as long as there’s a surface for him to lay down on. Or sit on him. Or maybe lean on . . . ? It’s whatever, supposing you’ll wake him up when you need to move rooms.
Diavolo
Going Out
Dia owns some establishments and is well known in the others, so it might surprise you to know that he’s not a huge fan of going out. Of course, he likes taking breaks, but he’s much more into magic stores than restaurants.
His favorite, though? Museum dates. From making up goofy stories for the exhibits to genuine admiration, he loves it all!
Staying In
Expect to be used as his excuse to get out of paperwork! Also expect Barbatos to tell him that now that you’re here, it might be best for him to work faster. Or next to you. It’s a toss-up whether he’ll get a break to spend time with you or if you’ll end up sitting next to him as he signs papers tirelessly.
If he does get a break, Dia’s happy to just listen to you talk! It could be about your childhood, your friends in the human world, the brothers, your Devildom History assignment, your hobbies, whatever it is.
Barbatos
Going Out
The local market imports new teas regularly, so there’s always a chance that he’ll invite you out to run errands - it may sound boring, but Barbs loves getting your opinion on things, regardless of how small or inconsequential.
Although parks are lovely, he prefers highly scenic flower conservatories, and loves learning about the history of various plants.
Staying In
Now, Barbatos certainly has some problems taking breaks, which are a bit worse when he’s in the castle. So, get him to take a break by helping him with his duties - get him to explain what Dia’s favorite type of tea is, or to explain a complex recipe.
Although Barbs loves just having you by his side while he works, he also loves things more along the lines of a conversation. You might not entirely get him to abandon his work for a couple hours, but you probably can have a grand time with him while he prunes rosebushes or makes soup.
Solomon
Going Out
As someone else used to human customs, any form of a date makes him happy. Granted, he might prefer certain locations - alchemy stores, fancy restaurants, and places that teach crafts.
Speaking of teaching, dance class. Solomon loves classical dancing, and would love it if you joined him in a class. It’ll probably be incredibly fun for you, especially considering how much fun you can have doing the tango!!!
Staying In
Assuming that you have the sense to not let him cook, he’d love to have you on as a potions assistant! Or tester, which is like, at least 40% safe! (he wouldn’t intentionally put you in danger, obviously, but hoo boy)
Studying together, by which he means in the same room, will definitely become a fun pastime. Solomon may not need to study, but he likes to! Especially if you’re there.
Simeon
Going Out
Really, anything, but Simeon’s especially fond of author-signing events, as ironic as it may seem. He thinks that getting to meet another author is fascinating, and enjoys learning more about the people behind novels.
Aside from that, Simeon likes going to a restaurant or cafe and people-watching. Regardless of how good at coming up with a life story on the spot, he considers it a fabulous thought exercise.
Staying In
Getting your opinion on things. Characters, settings, philosophical arguments, whatever it is, Sim’ll probably enjoy it. However, his favorite things to ask you about are the things involved in his writing, like a plot development or a newly introduced character.
Otherwise, Simeon’s a big fan of naps. Well, not taking them, but having you asleep in the room while he watches over you? It’s oddly fulfilling for him.
Luke
Going Out
Luke likes going to popular cafes and trendy decorative areas, even if he’ll pretend that he doesn’t like them all that much. He thinks it’s incredibly fun to see what makes them popular, and to try highly rated dishes - even if only to recreate them later.
If you can make a trip to the human world, Luke loves going on tours around historical sites. Even though there certainly are such tours in the Devildom, it’s scary! for you, clearly, it must be so terrifying to be surrounded by demons even on a leisure trip!
Staying In
Baking. He can be a little bit of a control freak at first, considering that he’s had a long time to perfect recipes and learn various techniques, (and considering that he lives with Solomon), but he’ll get to a point where he trusts your judgement on most things in the kitchen.
Aside from the obvious choice, Luke likes having you tell stories to him! Not that he’s, like, a kid or anything, but I think we can all agree it’s insanely comforting to have someone read to you. Bonus points if you come up with your own stories rather than read from a storybook!
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something I think we as a fandom don't talk about enough is the fact that during his first guide mission grover was 14. And satyrs age half the rate of humans.
grover was emotionally and mentally seven years old. seven. of course he couldn't save everyone he was seven years old!!!!
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hockeylovee12 · 2 months
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Trick question who’s the older Hughes
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rohansdisciple · 4 months
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AWWHH LOOK AT SATAN’S SMILE 🥹🥹
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sincerelymarner · 5 months
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“It’s always been me versus Quinn, making each other better. Over the years, it’s been unbelievable.”
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"I was 4 and he was 6 and I was chasing him around and wanting to do whatever he did," Jack said "I always wanted to be able to compete with Quinn and play with him but didn't want to slow him down. He kind of pushed me, gave me that work ethic to work with him because he's such a hard worker himself. Catching up with Quinn was always the thing I wanted to do as the younger brother."
credits: sportnet / sportsnet / sportsnet / sportsnet / nhl / espn / the athletic / espn / sportsnet / the athletic / nhl
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Hera: children you have not found the love of your life if you didn’t find them in the trash!
*Sabine and Ezra both look at Kanan*
Kanan: why do you assume that I was in the trash?!
Leia: no she’s got a point
Ezra: does this mean I can space Kallus cuz Zeb didn’t find him in the trash!
Kallus: Bridger I swear
Zeb: kid….Kallus was the trash
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jonasiegenthaler · 5 months
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njdevils // 27.10.23
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jaegonsmoon · 1 year
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Luke ranting to Jace for the fourth time that week: It’s always “I can fix him” this and “He would fix me” that. Well I can make him worse, how about that?! There’s no one he hates more on this earth than me, I’m the person he has the strongest feelings for!
Jace: For the 100th time, this is not the flex you think it is. Bro, he wants to end you.
Luke: Yeah… but he wants me.
Jace: Hell yes, he wants you… fucking dead!
Luke:… A win is a win—
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tennessoui · 4 months
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For the prompt list, nanny/single parent obikin would be amazing!!
(from this prompt list)
(the first time I answered this prompt two years ago, the nanny anakin au was born)
so to do something different, here's some gffa widowed anakin, nanny (sort of) obi-wan!
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It is hard to find time to grieve. There are too many things to do. Too many appointments to make, too many decisions Anakin isn’t sure he’s qualified for. Some decisions are easier than others. For example, the funeral will be on Naboo. There will be two services: a public one to honor Padmé’s public service, and a private one to honor who she was as a person. The casket will be closed, because his wife died when her cruiser exploded. There isn’t much left to bury anyway.
But some decisions are harder. Which flowers should go on her casket. What songs would she want sung and who should sing them? Would she prefer her grave closer to her ancestral home or the home she created in her adulthood?
If she told anyone the answers to these questions, it wasn’t Anakin. But then, the people who knew her best, who loved her most, died with her. Sabé, Rabé, Saché, Yané, all of her handmaidens—an assassination such broad strokes that it was impossible for it to fail.
So Anakin chooses Yali lilies, because Leia’s eyes linger on them the longest. He chooses a small Nabooian folk band to play after her service because their music is the first thing to make Luke lift his head from his coloring books in days. He formally requests that her body be buried among her ancestors, and the Nabierres agree immediately.
And he keeps telling himself that he will grieve, but there is so much to do. 
And then—then there’s after the funeral. Then there’s the rest of his life, sprawling out before him in a long, hazy road. 
There are more decisions to be made.
There are people who have opinions on them now, people who sat back and let Anakin muddle through flower arrangements and kriffing seating charts, who now step in to peer over his shoulder, monitor his every breath.
Should he really move the children back to Coruscant? Does he truly plan to continue to work as a mechanic in the Mid-Levels? Should he not think of the children, their needs? How can he support them on the thin amount of credits he makes? Would it not be better for the children to live on Naboo in the care of their grandparents and their extended family?
It would be what Padmé would have wanted.
Anakin cannot care about what Padmé would have wanted, because she isn’t here. Not to argue with him, not to make her wants known. She is dead. She doesn’t get to haunt him in the waking world too.
“What do you want?” he asks plainly, sitting down across the table from his two children. The twins blink back at him. Leia has finished her cereal. Luke has barely touched his.
“Bacon,” Luke says.
Anakin hadn’t meant for breakfast, but he figures it’s as good of a start as any. “Alright,” he agrees.
He stands once more and goes to the kitchen. It’s not exactly his domain. It was never Padmé’s either. The way Padmé grew up, food was made once you requested it—by droid, by cooking staff. Not by the hand of a Nabierre.
The way Anakin grew up, food was cobbled together carefully, sparingly no matter how much you requested it. And no matter how you cooked it, it always tasted a little like dust, which took the joy out of experimentation.
But the serving staff have been dismissed for the past two weeks to give the family time and space to grieve in private. 
(Padmé’s parents have been given a schedule for visiting hours for that exact reason.)
Anakin locates the pan; then, he locates the package of bacon strips.
When he glances up, both twins are watching him over the edge of their barstools, tiny faces showing both skepticism and incredulity.
“I want to know what you want to do,” Anakin says, raising his voice as he places the pot over the heating plate, the meat in a moment later. “Do you want to stay here with your grandmother and grandfather? Do you want to go back to Coruscant?”
The twins are quiet. Anakin twists his neck to look at them again, and they’re looking at each other, silently communicating the way only twins can.
“Where will you be?” Leia finally asks, looking at him with narrowed, suspicious eyes, bottom lip already jutting out.
Anakin blinks. “Wherever you are,” he answers.
“You won’t leave too?” Luke asks rather tremulously.
Anakin takes the pan off the heated plate and turns it off with a decisive flick of his wrist. “Of course not,” he says. “Come here.” He crouches down and barely has enough time to open his arms before the twins are there, pressing in as close as they can get to him. He holds them back just as tightly in return.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he promises into Leia’s hair. “Not without you two.”
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It becomes apparent fairly quickly that this is, by necessity, a lie.
The twins don’t want to stay on Naboo, which Anakin is secretly incredibly grateful for. He doesn’t want to either, but he knows he’d just be called selfish should he express the opinion.
But the twins don’t want to go back to Coruscant either. This makes sense as well. It would be incredibly jarring for them to go back to living in the quarters they shared with their mother, her Upper Coruscanti apartments in the nicest district of the planet, without her there.
Anakin wishes it were as simple as sticking a pin on a planet and deciding to uproot the entirety of his family to live there. 
But it’s not.
Perhaps if he were still young, nineteen, newly free and in love with the taste of that freedom, it would be.
But he’s a widower now. He has his children to think about, their futures. Any planet he chooses must have what they need as well. 
And they are four year olds who have just lost their mother. Their needs are numerous.
What makes the decision for him in the end is that his boss knows a man from Stewjon, who is willing to hire him. Who is willing to pay a premium for his expertise with mechanics.
Anakin doesn’t know the first thing about Stewjon, other than that it’s an ocean planet in the Inner Core and his dead wife always said the Senators from Stewjon were so frigid and tight-lipped because they spent the first few days of each visit trying not to be seasick on the Senate floor.
Anakin isn’t sure why this is the very first thing he tells the man—his potential boss—he meets behind the counter in the mech-shop on Stewjon.
He’s left the children with their grandparents for the week—long enough to fly from Naboo to Stewjon, meet with his potential employer, interview, apply his work practically, and fly back out.
He’d explained to both twins why they had to stay on Naboo. He’d explained many times. That hadn’t changed the betrayed look Leia had worn as she saw him off. It hadn’t wiped the tears from Luke’s eyes.
“Ah, well, I can’t say I’ve heard that one before,” the mechanic says. He sounds amused, and Anakin is incredibly shocked to hear a Coruscanti accent. Everyone he’s spoken to since arriving planetside has had such a heavy brogue that he’d honestly struggled to understand their directions to the shop—Kenobi & Sons.
Anakin lets himself look again at the man behind the counter. He’s rather clean for a mechanic, he decides. His beard is red, a common factor around these parts apparently, but his beard is short and neat, trimmed to accentuate the strong lines of his jaw. His eyes are a stormy blue, the kind of blue that matches the Stewjoni ocean.
“Between you and me though,” the man smirks and leans onto the counter with his elbow. His tunic is dark gray, white starchy fabric peeking out beneath the v-necked collar. “I’ve never been a fan of Stewjoni politicians anyway.”
“Oh?” Anakin asks, sidling a step closer to the counter. The man has the beginnings of gray at his temples, and his eyes are lined with wrinkles. They don’t make him look old though, Anakin decides. They make him look…well-lived.
“I’ve not a head for politics much at all,” his future employer shakes his head slightly with a small smile. His eyes flick up and down Anakin’s face, lingering on his lips and then lingering longer on the scar over his brow. Anakin feels rather flushed under the inspection, and he shifts his weight forward until he’s leaning up against the counter too.
There’s something about this man that’s rather…magnetic. It pulls him in. It makes him want to linger.
Good characteristic for a shopkeeper to have, though Anakin privately decides that the man before him has a face that’s wasted on mechanics, buried under some ship’s underbelly in a backroom.
“Me neither,” he admits, a moment too late to sound anything but highly distracted. It makes the man smile again though, a flash of straight white teeth.
“Is there anything you do have a head for then?” he asks. His tone is light, airy, rather teasing.
This is the strangest interview Anakin has ever had.
“Um,” he says. “Well. There’s mechanics.”
“Oh?” The man’s eyebrow lifts at an elegant angle. He props his chin on the palm of his hand and looks up at Anakin through his eyelashes. “Then why come here to us then?”
“Um,” Anakin says, and not because the man looks rather unfairly flattering like this, amber eyelashes in sharp relief against the blue of his eyes.
They’re interrupted by the sounds of clattering in the backroom, stomping and cursing. The man before him straightens with a slight sigh and picks up the closest flimsipad. “And what brings you in here today, sir?” he asks rather loudly, pitching his voice back to the other room of the shop pointedly. “Problem with your speeder? Serving droid? Cruiser? If it’s your astromech droid, I regret to inform you that I’ll have to refuse you service on account of the fact that I don’t particularly care for them.”
Anakin thinks he splutters, but whatever noise he makes is definitely drowned out by the rather irritated shout of Obi-Wan! that comes from the back.
A moment later, a man storms through the door, looking annoyed. "We will service an astomech if that's what's broken, Obi-Wan."
Now this is a man that Anakin can believe is a mechanic. His nails are blackened with oil, and his bare, burly arms carry smudges of the stuff. He’s much broader than the man—Obi-Wan—that Anakin had been talking to. He’s bald with a reddened scalp and a rather large red beard that’s the antithesis of the other man’s in every way. His clothes are dirty, loose, and the color of ash. He looks older too—whereas Obi-Wan could easily be in his thirties, this man must be pushing fifty.
He snaps at Obi-Wan in a language that Anakin doesn’t understand. Obi-Wan shrugs and hands over the flimsi pad without argument.
“Um, actually,” Anakin says, feeling incredibly wrong-footed. “Which one of you is Kenobi?”
“I am,” both of them say. Obi-Wan’s smirking slightly. The other man’s voice is louder, carrying that Stewjoni accent so obviously lacking in Obi-Wan’s speech.
The older man closes his eyes as if he’s praying for patience. “We both are,” he says. “Though if your ship’s malfunctioned, sir, I’m the Kenobi you want to see. This one’s good for naught but magic tricks.”
“I have been told I’m rather good at other things,” Obi-Wan turns his smirk full-force at Anakin, dropping his eyes to Anakin’s lips once more.
“My name is Anakin Skywalker,” he says very quickly in a very normal tone of voice that is most definitely not a squeak. “I’m here to interview for a position. As another mechanic.”
“Oh,” the older Kenobi says.
“Oh,” the younger Kenobi says in a much different tone.
The older Kenobi pinches at his nose for a moment before turning around the counter and offering his hand. “Ben,” he says. “Ben Kenobi.”
Anakin takes his hand and shakes it, eyes traveling back to Obi-Wan. Is he supposed to shake his hand too?
“I’m the Son in the sign,” Ben says gruffly as if that answers his question.
“I’m the reason it’s plural,” Obi-Wan adds, busying himself with the contents of the counter. From what Anakin can tell, the man is just messing up the carefully organized piles of receipts. 
He decides that he would rather not get the job than point this out to Ben.
Ben huffs out something in Stewjoni that sounds downright insulting, but that doesn’t stop Obi-Wan from smiling sunnily up at Anakin. “My brother enjoys bitching and moaning that I came back home when I was seventeen, but he’s awfully quick to foist his children off on me when he’s called to shift at the rig offshore and Marci’s off-planet too.”
Anakin blinks. He feels like that’s the safest answer.
“Only thing good that blasted Jedi Order ever taught you was how to handle younglings,” Ben says, and then spits on the ground as if the words themselves have left a bad taste in his mouth.
Anakin blinks and wonders if he should say something to remind the brothers that he’s here. For an interview. “And my magic tricks,” Obi-Wan rolls his eyes slightly before catching Anakin’s eye and winking. With a wave of his hand, a flimsi-sheet flies over the counter and into Anakin’s chest. He catches it unthinkingly. “Would you like to sign in, sir?” “Get out of here,” Ben barks, snatching the flimsi from Anakin’s hand and pushing it back to the counter. “Like I said, the only one’s impressed with that is the younglings.”
“I don’t know, your man looks impressed,” Obi-Wan says slyly, even as he pushes himself away from the counter and around the edge of it.
Anakin isn’t sure what he looks like. He doesn’t think impressed is the word he’d use though.
When Obi-Wan brushes past him, the static electricity in the air jumps between their shoulders. Anakin feels as if he’s been shocked.
Obi-Wan must feel it too because he stops only a few inches away and looks at Anakin. For the first time, his expression is open. Curious. Considering.
“Get!” His brother insists, and Obi-Wan obeys, throwing one last look over his shoulder at Anakin before he slips out the door.
The shop feels somehow much bigger now that the other man has left. Ben sighs and rubs a hand down his face. He looks older now. More worn. “So that was my brother,” he tells Anakin wearily. “Who you would most likely see frequently if you were to take this job. I would understand completely if you would like to start by talking compensation.”
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slaymiedrysdale · 6 months
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aj-artjunkyard · 1 month
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I think the prequels should’ve made Owen Lars Anakin’s full brother. I think we should’ve had gruff 19/20 year old completely Force-null Owen in TPM and make the audience assume for a moment that that’s young Darth Vader, but nope, it’s the tiny blond Yippee boy who’s playing with droids.
I want to play with old Ben’s line about Uncle Owen in ANH “He thought (Anakin) should’ve stayed here, not gotten involved (in the clone wars)” as Owen urging Anakin to quit the Order in AOTC because a war is brewing in the Republic, telling him their mother sent Anakin away to be safe, and would never approve of him becoming a soldier.
Then Uncle Owen in OWK with that same dismissive attitude towards Obi-Wan but this time it’s not just protectiveness of Luke but also because he blames the Jedi for corrupting his little brother
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obeymeswdwritings · 2 years
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Hi! If you're comfortable with it, can I get the obey me! characters with a transmasc MC who cant transition? I'm going through th at rn and it sucks :(
Of course you can get that, anon! I'm sorry you have to go through that, and I'm really proud of you! Remember that you are who and what you are regardless of anything to do with transitioning, and you have at least the support of a stranger on the internet.
Characters- All
Transmasculine!Reader (he/him and masc/male terms used)
Warnings- Dysphoria discussion and mention, Swearing, romantic relationships/implications aside from Luke
Category- Headcanons, Request answers
Lucifer
Well first of all, would you prefer a male uniform? It's not a bother or anything.
he can get the paperwork changed fairly easily, and although he doesn't know where to get you a binder he can pay for one!
He's a great support, insisting that you keep your chin up. The Avatar of Pride isn't about to let you doubt yourself, not now, not ever.
What can he do to help? Let him know, even if it seems small or insignificant. He wants to do everything he can for you.
Later into your relationship, he proudly refers to you as his boyfriend, regardless of who he's talking to. Even Diavolo's heard him call you that.
Are you feeling down? If there's a reason, he'll fight it, but if there's not, or it's not a physical reason, you'll get your favorite drink, a blanket, and the rare affection he shows.
Mammon
He's not always sure how to be supportive, but he does his best. early on, he wakes you up by yelling boy. Like just the word. He means nothing but the best!
Extra luck for you. Except, instead of being all about gambling, your luck is always centered in affirmation- finding clothes that can hide feminine features while still being nice, people assuming correctly, and so on.
He's more than a bit of a tsundere, but he's massively overprotective, and anyone who misgenders you is gonna have to face the second-eldest avatar.
he's more than happy to bully anyone and everyone into respecting you, and for once they never have something to respond with. Except for an apology, that is.
He likes to refer to you as his treasure, and when you're out of earshot, his future trophy husband. Frankly, that's reserved for when everyone but Goldie is out of earshot.
Leviathan
This man is a regular tumblr user, he knows all the tips and tricks and best places to get gender affirming stuff.
The first gift you get from him is delivered anonymously to your door, and it's a box from Akuzon that, when opened, reveals one of the little coming out boxes and a note in his surprisingly neat handwriting that reads simply "We're all proud of you."
He's shy as hell, but that's not quite enough to stop him from stammering comments about how handsome, masculine, and cool you look whenever he can work up the courage.
He's always happy to love the gender euphoria back into you, wrapping his arms around you, hiding his face in your neck, and murmuring about how lucky he is to have such a good boyfriend.
He gets flustered easily, sure, but he's the Avatar of Envy, and the type of possessive jealousy is well within his realm, showing when he puts his head on your shoulder to show his fangs, hissing his claim on you to any lesser demon with the nerve to act like they can flirt with you.
He can write things without stuttering, so in order to get his point across, you'll start finding notes with all sorts of things written on them.
(Ex. "beautiful boy <3" written in a careful scrawl, a "good morning, handsome" scribbled on a sticky note attached to your tie, everything he wants to say written in a notebook.)
Satan
mwah mwah motherfucker, it's time for reassurance.
He'll often point to male characters and explain which of their traits reminded him of you, smiling both at the book and at you.
Satan likes to remind you that you're valid, but in subtle ways. He leaves neatly wrapped gifts on your bed, addressed to "my lovely boyfriend", and lovingly calling you ridiculous.
Satan's not about to treat you any differently for not being cis, or for not transitioning, he loves you for who you are, regardless of any of that.
He's proud of you! He's proud of you for accepting yourself, for sharing, for doing so well with dysphoria. He's incredibly proud. (In a smug, look-at-my-boyfriend way and a look-at-how-well-you're-doing-good-job way, not a Lucifer way)
"Darling dearest light of my life" prefaces like at least one thing he says at least twice a week. Nothing's cringe if you're the Avatar of Wrath!
He likes to comfort you by reading to you, performing every bit of odd writing in the book.
he'll happily go out of his way to comfort you, even if it means doing something vaguely embarrassing (i.e. put on the cat ears, pretty boy)
Asmodeus
You're definitely not the first trans guy he's met. I mean c'mon, look at him! you think he cares if you're trans? Only in the sense that he wants to gender you properly!
He's always happy to let you borrow cologne or perfume, both because if it helps, yay! and because all of his is custom, so it clearly shows whose it is.
"And this is my absolutely stunning boyfriend!" is how he tends to introduce you later in your relationship, and before that he sticks to "my handsome chaos friend."
Asmo likes to hear your voice, of course, but if you get dysphoria from it he's perfectly fine with carrying the conversation. Still, don't think you're getting out of a compliment about it.
Hmm? You're feeling a bit low? well we can't have that!
Asmo likes to spend casual, domestic time with you when you're upset, knowing you're aware of the fact that to him, time spent doing nothing is the most valuable he can give.
The affection he gives declares loud and clear, he doesn't care one way or the other, as long as you're by his side.
Beelzebub
That's cool! He thinks it's really interesting, and he's happy you told him!
Although he's not entirely sure how to go about supporting you, he'll do his best! He finds it fun to just stand behind you, taking full advantage of his stature to intimidate lesser demons into being nicer to you.
He's always got, at the very least, a smile and your comfort snack, believing firmly in the power of food to help problems. And hey, he's not wrong!
You can borrow his clothes if you want, they'll probably be really big on you.
Boyfriend cooking sessions! just be careful not to let him convince you to let him eat it all, that pout of his is too cute for his own good.
He shares food with you when you're feeling dysphoric, explaining that food always makes him feel better, and even if it's not the same problem, it might help!
Belphegor
His automatic response to someone making any big announcement is “congratulations” before his brain processes it, so that might be a little amusing.
Once his brain’s caught up, he won’t rescind the congratulations, but will ask if you have everything you need. He’s got a lot of comfy oversized hoodies, if you’d like one.
His method for comforting you isn’t all that intricate, he just drags you into a nap and changes your dreams a little bit.
pretty boy (derogatory) and bitchboy (affectionate)
when you’re feeling dysphoric, sleep. It’ll solve all your problems. After all, what are boyfriends who can manipulate the dreams of their boyfriend for if not gender affirmation?
Belphie’s a big fan of casual affirmation, he doesn’t see the point in making a big deal out of it. He’ll just happily call you his boyfriend, and ensure that you know that that’s what you are.
Diavolo
He’s the future king of the Devildom, of fucking course he can make a law that you have to ask for pronouns. 
this walking golden retriever of a man will gladly make sure you know you’re valid, of course! From calling you his boyfriend to cheerfully handing you a binder, he’s determined to make sure you’re fully aware.
Firm believer in affirmation cuddles. can’t have self-doubt if you’re being hugged too tightly to get the oxygen your brain needs! Just kidding, he won’t hug you that tightly, just make sure that you’re getting a good amount of affection.
He’s very proud of you. It takes courage to come out, he knows that, and he’s especially proud of you for doing it in an unfamiliar environment, especially considering you don’t have the chance to transition.
Now, if the only obstacle is money, he’ll get you whatever you need, but if the problem is medical or mental or anything else he’s here to support you. He’s here to support you either way.
Dia’s main form of comforting you resides with his affinity for physical affection, but of course he’ll gladly provide you with verbal love if you’d rather.
Barbatos
As an extremely powerful demon, he’s intimidating. Not in the murderous way of Lucifer, or the hair-trigger way of Satan, but in the way that only he can be. A smile that threatens someone more than any sentence ever could. 
And all that really means is that you’ll never have to worry about getting misgendered or deadnamed, here or in the human realm.  
likes to address you by adding a teasing “Mister” to the beginning of your name, or murmuring something in the Devildom language that you can never quite catch, but that makes Diavolo giggle happily every time he hears it. 
Mr. Acts of Service himself, Barbatos is a big fan of making you a soothing cup of tea and butter cookies after a long day, and if you have allergies, well, that’s what spells are for.
his preferred method of comforting you is just to wrap a blanket around your shoulders, set out a tray of your comfort foods, he pays attention to these things, and talk with you. He likes to carry on a conversation, talking about nothing in particular. 
However long he has to spend with you, he’ll stay with you.
Solomon
Solomon’s human, even if he isn’t technically mortal. As such, he’s met his fair share of trans people, and cheerfully offers you the methods he’s been told of to help dysphoria.
He likes you too much to use you as a test subject, so that’s off-limits as a transitioner. 
You’re quickly going to wind up pulling all sorts of pranks with him, though, and he decides that you shall forever be known as the chaos boyfriends, cheerfully putting it in graffiti or a note next to some of your works. 
Solomon’s main method of comfort is distraction. Be it asking for help with a study, cooking lessons, or anything inbetween, he knows that sometimes getting your mind off things is important.
Solomon isn’t just a tumblr user, he’s practically staff. He set up an account when it was first created because he thought it would be funny and follows exclusively wizard blogs, which you’ll be send screenshots of at the most ridiculous times.
He likes to calm you down from dysphoria by giving you a new problem to worry about cooking!
Simeon
Angel to the end, Simeon’s a calming barrier against dysphoria. He always knows what to say to get you to stop worrying, or shut down dysphoria altogether.
Shows you snippets of writing, his and others, where trans people are there, just existing, without transitioning. “It doesn’t make you any less you” is his simple explanation.
He loves getting to watch you happy, and he’ll do a lot to get the privilege of that! The fact of the matter is, finding you a binder isn't all that hard, once you get down to it. Neither is stealing a male uniform, but that’s totally irrelevant, y’know? I mean really, surely nobody’d ever do that, right? 
He stole like three, sorry, borrowed for a good cause, since he wasn’t sure what size and didn’t want to ask.
Simeon likes to give hugs, just big ol hugs. 
He’s a big supporter overall, and never misses a chance to remind you of that.
Luke
You have achieved what Simeon could not: Luke openly considers you a brother. 
Now he’s interesting in that he comforts people in the way he was comforted, which means that he��ll drag you to his room and start telling you about his stuffed animals.
He might not entirely understand dysphoria, but he does understand wanting to fight people and not being able to because of reputation and also physical strength!
Luke invites you to baking sessions, and he has a sign to put on the door that says “brothers working, enter at own risk” in calligraphy. He likes to make your favorite pastries!
He will genuinely try to fight anyone who bitches at you, gender or otherwise. 
A good solution to all problems is making cupcakes and passing them out. People are always nice to the bakers!
Anon! Remember, they’re all proud of you.
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andi-o-geyser · 10 months
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“cody only has under an hour of screen time in all of star wars” maybe to you he does. to me he's the main character
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sleepybluecyclops · 4 months
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luke!!
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Clone Wars headcanons that have been rotting in my google docs
I like to believe that Padme teaches Ahsoka how to make friendship bracelets and she treats it as something sacred and spends an unholy amount of time making some for the people she cares about 
Master Plo gets the first one, Obi-Wan gets the second, Rex Cody and a couple of their boys get some more, Padme of course gets one, and Anakin gets one last 
The reason he was the last to get one is something Ahsoka will never admit out loud but she honestly wanted to take her time with his
And because of that Anakin permanently has a work of art on his wrist like everyone’s is gorgeous but his is something else entirely  
He thanks her truly and honestly thanks her and promises to keep it forever 
When Ahsoka jokingly calls him for breaking the orders rules he comments back “When have we ever listened to those rules” 
He keeps his promise too that bracelet never leaves his person 
He’s lost clothes lightsabers and even a couple of prosthetics but he always makes sure to go back for that bracelet
He eventually repays the gift in kind with a bracelet of his own 
It’s not the best made or pretties thing but Ahsoka can feel the love that was put into it so she makes the same promise he did years ago and keeps it too 
When the twins are born Ahsoka makes them both friendship bracelets 
At first they are small enough for their tiny wrists but she adds onto them as they grow older 
Ahsoka tears up when she finds that they all kept the bracelets she never thought they’d toss them or anything but seeing them decades later does hit her hard because they’re all in perfect condition 
Padme loves to “kidnap” Ahsoka whenever they have the time 
She’ll just request her protection on a diplomatic mission 
Sometimes it is an actual mission but Padme will still make time to take them to her favorite restaurants or cafes so they can have a little bit of downtime
When the war ends the tradition continues even tho everyone knows Ahsoka’s not really there as a security escort 
I find the visual of Anakin and Padme telling Ahsoka, Obi-wan, and Rex they’re married fucking hilarious 
Both Obi-Wan and Rex would try to act like they’ve been fooled truly they do but it all kinda breaks when Ahsoka asks “Wait we weren’t supposed to know?” 
Anakin is just as confused when he asks “What do you mean Soka? How could you have known?” 
And that’s when Ahsoka just starts laughing hysterically and it doesn’t take long for Obi-Wan and Rex to join in when he asks again all Ahsoka says is “Really? Kriffing look at you two” and doesn’t add much else 
Both Luke and Leia try to replicate Ahsoka’s face markings with various levels of success 
They often ask their mom for help and she’s always happy to do so Ahsoka gets filled with unimaginable amounts of joy when she sees her niece and nephew trying to look just like her 
Anakin often jokes that of course he’s not the favorite even in his own home like she’s not the first name that comes up whenever babysitting is on the table 
It’s also not a surprise that both Ahsoka and Obi-Wan become the twin's space equivalent of godparents 
It seems like a necessary precaution all things considered 
Neither of them takes the role lightly but they also vow that it won’t be needed and they do everything in their power to make it so 
After most missions it is very rare for Anakin to let Ahsoka and Obi-Wan out of his sight 
Ahsoka never fights him on this and is perfectly happy to stay by his side and sleep in the living room like they often do 
Sometimes Obi-Wan is called away for a meeting with the council and can’t stay with the two but that doesn’t stop him from joining them later on in the night even if they’re asleep 
Anything beats sleeping in his cold desolate room after some of the more dangerous missions 
Sometimes they’ll go a step further and call Padme just to check in with her and have her on the line as they watch some stupid rom-com
After some of the rougher missions it wasn’t uncommon for Ahsoka to pass out due to the physical and mental strain 
It also wasn’t uncommon for Anakin to give her a piggyback ride back to the ship 
He finds that people shoot him less looks when he’s carrying his padawan instead of holding her in a death grip and not letting go until it’s time to leave 
A lot of people thought they’d grow out of this habit but no it’s a trend that stays throughout their lives 
It just so happens that Ahsoka grows tall enough to return the ongoing favor  
It also didn’t stop at the battlefield either 
Sometimes Anakin would find her passed out in the archives or he would get a message that she was asleep in a friend's room 
And he’d always go to get her because what’s he gonna do leave her there? 
Sometimes when Ahsokas babysitting the kids Anakin will find her in a position that Obi-Wan often told him about 
Sitting in front of the TV with the twins curled up at her side 
And while Padme deems it her job to carry the twins off to their room Anakin takes his long-time role of carrying Ahsoka to hers 
(Because if you think she wouldn’t have a room in their house you’re crazy) 
Anakin always knew Ahsoka would grow up that’s just a part of life and how the universe works 
But nothing can describe the feeling of her growing taller than him 
Envy isn’t what he feels no matter how much people suggest he does sadness isn’t either it’s something deeper than that 
Bittersweet is the closest word he could find because after all there’s nothing quite like watching your younger sibling grow up
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gach-artblog · 6 months
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Just an imaginary scenario:
Young Yoru found Luke crying by himself and offered to become his "guardian human" to cheer him up. While Luke was embarassed since it was supposed to be the other way around (him being her guardian angel), he appreciated her kind words.
They later met again in the student exchange program at Devildom and while Yoru doesn't remember their past encounter, it's probably better that way since now Luke can properly act as a real guardian angel (not a crybaby!) to her! (o゜▽゜)o☆
(Yoru still treats Luke like a little brother though, she feels like a caring big sis to him XD)
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