Star WarsThe Fallout of Anakin Skywalker's Knighting
by anecdotalistAnakin is Knighted and decides to give his Padawan braid to Padme instead of to Obi-Wan after his Knighting. Then he learns that there's a lot more meaning to that Tradition than he had realized but is it too late to fix things with Obi-Wan?
in which Anakin means well but fucks up and tries to fix it. Oh heart.The Moon Represents My Heart
by afrai"You watch out," said Chirrut. "I'm going to prove it. The Force is with you, Baze."
This was a perfectly conventional thing for one novitiate to say to another, by way of praise or encouragement. It was typical of Chirrut that he should have made it weird.
Baze might not be the most insightful person in the world, and he wasn't inclined to detect admiration where it didn't exist. But it was clear even to him that Chirrut's childhood attachment had developed into a raging crush.
Baze had had crushes himself. It was natural. Chirrut was being bizarre about his, but perhaps that was only what one should expect from Chirrut.
Really lovely backstory for Baze and Chirrut.The Question, Twenty Years Late
by Eirian Erisdar
AU in which Satine lives, and so Obi-Wan goes to Mandalore after RotS. Oh my heart.Something Mysteriously Formed
by kaasknotChirrut held the staff before him, balancing it on a single finger. "Neither too heavy nor too light. Do you see, Baze? Balance is vital. Mortal beings require the world of the material to survive." He tilted the staff one way, so it yawed over his finger toward the ground. "We require food, shelter, and companionship to maintain our bodies. But too far, and we kill our spirits." He shifted the staff back to a perfect horizontal above the pavement. "On the other end, our souls require nourishment as well. We require faith, belief, trust, love. We require calm in the midst of the storm." He let the staff overbalance to the other side. "Yet if we focus exclusively on these, our physical form withers and dies." He returned the staff to the ground.
Chirrut finds a way to live and hope and bring hope to others after the Empire comes to power. Lovely.The Tale of Amidala
by LurkingCrow"But the federation tried to kill the negotiators and invaded, taking Queen Amidala captive. They demanded her surrender, but she refused. They threatened her with bloodshed unless she signed their treaty, but she would not. They tried every trick to make her give in, but she persisted."
"Because she was brave?"
"Because she was brave."
(brave, courageous, determined, foolhardy, reckless padmé. queen of our hearts, sister of our soul. oh why did you always rush ahead of us? you who would give anything to protect us, why would you not let us do the same? foolish, wonderful, lost padmé.)
One of Padme's handmaidens runs into Beru and Luke on Tatooine. *sobs* Lovely.This Tired World Could Change
by dharmaavocado"Did you lose your nerve?" the monk asked cheerfully.
"My nerve?" Baze said, which was a surprise as he meant to tell the man to leave.
"You were staring so hard I assumed you were working up the courage to come speak to me. I am quite intimidating, I know, but I can assure you I'm very open to being chatted up by handsome men."
"I wasn't—you're blind," said Baze, startled, taking in the pale blue sweep of the monk's eyes.
The man opened in his mouth in exaggerated surprise. "Am I? And all this time I thought the universe was just poorly lit. Thank you, sir, for enlightening me."
"That was a stupid thing to say," Baze admitted, and the monk grinned wide, showing too much gum.
"It was." He cocked his head to the side. "I was hoping to employ your assistance, actually. It's very hard being blind, you know."
"And yet you seemed to be managing quite well."
This is both hilarious and lovely, with Baze and Chirrut meeting after the Republic falls, and falling in love on a space road trip. Oh my heart. Two Days on Yavin 4
by scaramouche"I can hear you thinking," Baze says.
"An old man's melancholy," Chirrut says. "I'm allowed that sometimes."
Chirrut's fingers are still on Baze's face, so he feels it when Baze opens his eyes. "Tell me."
"I would wish you a happier life."
"And I would wish you eyes that work again," Baze says. "But then you wouldn't be you, and I wouldn't love you, and then what would I do?"
"Be less stressed, I'd wager."
"Ugh." Baze throws an arm around Chirrut, pulling him tight for an impressive hug. Chirrut presses his face against Baze's neck, and sighs when Baze strokes a large palm down the back of Chirrut's head. "I know you didn't mean that."
"I didn't mean that," Chirrut agrees. "We keep each other safe."
"Oh, we now?" Baze says with a laugh. "Not the Force?"
Chirrut ignores the tease, for he'd rather to move his mouth up Baze's neck, over the edges of his beard, to find his mouth. Baze kisses him back, softly at first, and then not.
Baze and Chirrut in their brief time on Yavin IV. Oh heart.