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Otayurio at the Grocery Store
  • Yurio: *reaches for cocoa puffs*
  • Otabek: ...
  • Yurio: *stands on his toes and tries to make their arms longer*
  • Otabek: *watches him struggle*
  • Yurio: FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE! STOP PUTTING THE FUCKING BOX OVER YOUR HEAD, YOU LOOK RIDICULOUS AND I JUST WANT MY GODDAMN FRICKING DICKING COCOA PUFFS! FUCKITY FUCK FUCK FUCKER

You know what there needs to be art/fic/whatever of? Obi-Wan getting some much needed rest in his own bed, in his own room, with Anakin, Ahsoka, Rex, and Cody all hiding in different places in the immediate area, making sure that no one interrupts or wakes him up. 

I could just see Anakin having shoved himself in Obi-Wan’s tiny wardrobe, his eyes peering suspiciously out of the dark and his feet sticking out the door because he’s too tall and he wonders how that happened he was always able to fit just fine when he was eleven. 

Ahsoka is hiding under the bed, ready to leap out and tackle - silently - anyone who tries to come in. It’s also a great lesson for her on the merits of stealth.

Rex and Cody are out in the living area, one glaring at the door and the other at the window, just in case anyone gets any funny ideas.

The 212th and the 501st are all hiding out in different places throughout the Temple, spying on the Council and anyone else who thinks that Obi-Wan is absolutely necessary for whatever situation has cropped up. 

Fives may or may not have booby-trapped the corridor outside Obi-Wan’s quarters.

Just sayin’.