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thegingerwrites · 2 months ago

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i'd wanna be next to you

obikin, pre-relationship flying lessons, lots of fluff,

This is a warm up that has been sitting in my drafts for a while, slowly getting out of hand 😅 Here is Obi-Wan and Anakin learning to fly together just before the start of the Clone Wars. Obi-Wan is learning to see Anakin as a partner and a friend and Anakin learns that his former master cares more for him than he realized.

Also on AO3 here.

"Wait, you want to fly? With me?" Anakin asks.

"Essentially, yes."

"The Council's asking you to fly with me?"

Obi-Wan shakes his head. "Not exactly. We skipped over most of the flight exercises in your training because you had already proven your proficiency. With the coming war, the Council has asked both of us to put some time in on the new fighters. I thought we could go together."

"Even though you're not technically my master anymore."

Anakin doesn't mean the words to hurt, it's more of an observation than anything. A reminder, to both of them, that things have changed.

"Perhaps you can teach me a thing or two.”

Anakin grins.

After obtaining the proper clearances, Obi-Wan and Anakin head up into Coruscant's upper atmo in the new Aethersprite starfighters. Anakin has flown ships during his training, he has flown nearly every mission he and Obi-Wan have been on over the course of his training, but it has been a long time since he's flown something like this. The Aethersprite is sleek, streamlined. It isn't built for cargo or long-haul trips. It is made for speed, stealth, precision. The craft fits around him like it was made for him and Anakin can't wait to see what makes it tick.

"I thought we could run some simulations, work on some new formations," suggests Obi-Wan. "Eventually, we might be able to teach them to the clones."

His voice comes through Anakin's headset slightly tinny and distorted but Anakin can hear him almost amplified through the Force. It's like Obi-Wan is here in the cockpit with him.

"Sounds like a plan, Master," Anakin agrees. "But let's put these fighters through their paces first."

With those words as the barest of warnings, Anakin gives the signal to Artoo and they press the engines as hard as they can go. He leaves Obi-Wan in less than a second, quickly disappearing from view. They're too close to Coruscant to fly near anything interesting. No Beggars Canyon and the like to test the craft's maneuverability but there are ships out here, star destroyers awaiting orders and crew members. They're stationed too far above the surface of the planet to be seen. On the streets of Coruscant, you could almost forget that the Republic has just entered a war.

Anakin heads for one of them. So what if there are likely new regulations about airspace? This is a new galaxy. Anakin is a general. Surely he can still fly wherever he wants so long as he is too fast to be caught. And in this baby? He isn't sure anyone can catch him.

"Anakin," Obi-Wan says over their comms. "Are you quite finished messing around yet?"

He can't see Obi-Wan, wonders if his master can see him or at least track his general direction using his scanners or the Force. Anakin flies in close to the viewports on the stern of the star destroyer, so close he thinks he can see clone troopers marching inside.

"I haven't even started."

He loops around the ship. Artoo picks up a couple of nasty comms but quickly dismisses them, sending their clearance codes and little else, before heading off on their way. They pass a squadron of fighters sent out on a training bout, the same thing that Anakin and Obi-Wan are out here doing really, only far less amused by pilots going rogue.

Eventually, Obi-Wan finds him and they circle up on each other, flying a steady path in orbit around Coruscant.

"Why did you want to fly anyway?" Anakin asks over the comms. He's grinning and breathless, just from the sheer exhilaration of being in the cockpit of something so fast again. He has done some podracing on the lower levels in his time as a padawan, but while the narrow streets provide a heady rush of excitement and danger, there's something about being able to fully turn the engines loose in the wide expanse of space. "You hate flying."

"I wanted to test out the new Aethersprites, get a sense of their capabilities before they become the standard ship for Jedi in this war."

Anakin runs his hands over the steering controls of his ship. "You mean we're going to be assigned these ships?"

"The Council signed off on the decision a few days ago."

Obi-Wan has them make several passes in tandem. They fly near the star destroyers, as it's easier to perform maneuvers with a point of reference in common. They work on flying as close together as possible, wings mere inches from each other. When Anakin pushes his fighter harder, Obi-Wan does the same, feeling the instincts of the other through the Force.

They work on fighter passes, running drills as though they are enemy combatants. From parsecs apart, they come at each other and separate in the blink of an eye with a hairsbreadth between them. The precision and timing, the anticipation of it, lights something up inside Anakin.

"Okay," Anakin says, coming back around again. "Let's form up and try something like this."

He doesn't have the words for it, just projects a mental image of the maneuver he has in mind to Obi-Wan. Anakin is good at this, exceptional and he knows it, but Obi-Wan is right, he doesn't have the formal training some of the other Jedi and the clones will have. It isn't either of their faults really. Anakin's skills were going to be more than good enough for the life of a Jedi. No one anticipated the need to learn military flight maneuvers.

"Why would we ever need to do something like that?" Obi-Wan asks, joining Anakin off of his port side, close enough that without the void of space, Anakin could probably hear his voice in the cockpit.

Anakin shrugs. "Spinning's a good trick."

In his mind’s eye, he can see Obi-Wan shaking his head. There's a smile on his face though. It's a foregone conclusion that they'll at least give Anakin's idea a try.

“Fine,” Obi-Wan concedes. The line their two ships up on each other’s wings, Anakin on the left and Obi-Wan on the right. The wingtips are mere inches apart, so close it sends a thrill through Anakin even though flying in a straight line is something a droid can do. “On my mark. Three…two…”

At the signal, Anakin maneuvers his ship into a roll at speed in time with Obi-Wan. The feeling of perfect synchronicity sings through him in the Force. The durasteel bodies of their ships nearly kiss with how close they are but because Anakin can feel Obi-Wan—so connected to him even with space and speed and transparisteel to separate them—it’s like Anakin can hear Obi-Wan’s heart beating in his chest. Amplified, perhaps, because it beats in time with his own.

They ease out of the movement together, their ships once again aligned wing to wing. “Woohoo!” Anakin shouts and Obi-Wan’s laugh crackles over the headset.

“Again?” Obi-Wan asks and with that they are off, tumbling through space in a series of spirals and turns, ever increasing in their difficulty and flamboyancy. There is no reason anyone would ever need to fly like this. Anakin and Obi-Wan race past each other and past the fleet ships stationed in orbit around Coruscant at breakneck speeds, pushing their ships to their utter limits and getting a feel for what they can really do. Anakin’s Aethersprite feels like an extension of his body, in a way that he has ached for, for years.

They race to a planet not far from Coruscant where the Grand Army of the Republic has established their barracks and dockyards. Coruscant itself is far too populated to accommodate the airspace and acreage on the ground for an army base and so the GAR has had to spread out into the system.

The two of them dip their fighters into atmo and Anakin feels his ship automatically adjust to the planet’s gravity. The transition is almost seamless but the new weight gives him a greater sense of his speed.

Flying like this gets Anakin’s heart racing. While he loves the acrobatics of space flight, nothing beats the adrenaline rush that comes from navigating tougher conditions. Here when they fly wing to wing, they have to account for wind and weather. When they bank their turns or maneuver their ships into a dive or a climb, they have to fight the pull of gravity that wants to knock them off course.

At first, Obi-Wan is more hesitant, using his skill to face off against the unseen and as yet unknown enemy of g-force, but he gets his bearings soon enough. He calls out formations and positions, getting them both used to the kinds of call signs they are going to need to communicate with their men. Some of it is familiar, from basic flight training, but the rest of it is new. Anakin struggles to imagine a scenario in which he is going to need to execute a “hesitation roll” or a “tuck-over roll” but he learns them anyway. He and Obi-Wan begin building longer maneuvers out of those composite positions and a thread of amusement sparks across their bond as they begin calling out commands and positions, testing their reaction time and synchronicity.

When their Aethersprites line up wing-to-wing, the Force sings with how right it feels.

They fly for hours, feeding off of each other’s energy—Anakin, almost dizzy with the sheer delight of speed and swiftness after going so long without, and Obi-Wan, flush with the challenge of keeping up with him, the puzzle of figuring out just how far and fast these machines can go.

When they finally touch back down at the Temple, Anakin leaps from his cockpit breathless and grinning. The longer bangs of his grown-out padawan cut stick to his forehead a little with sweat. He is there on the ground waiting when Obi-Wan climbs out of his starfighter.

“That was incredible,” Anakin says, bouncing a little on the balls of his feet. “It’s been ages since I’ve flown like that and you—”

Anakin has flown with Obi-Wan before, watched him navigate strange planets and asteroid fields and Coruscanti traffic. He has never seen Obi-Wan fly like that before.

“You were amazing,” Anakin continues. “Where did—how did you—?”

The questions cling to his tongue but he has no way of asking them. No way of reconciling the exhilaration of flying with his master only moments ago with the person who tries to obey speed limits even when running for their lives.

But when he looks at his master, senses what little he allows to escape his shields, Anakin sees that he is just as exhilarated. Just as breathless and excited as Anakin, though he wears it beneath a calmer exterior.

“You loved that, didn’t you?” he asks his master instead.

“Excuse me?”

“Flying. You always get so bent out of shape whenever we fly anywhere. I thought you hated it but that’s not true, is it?”

In answer, Obi-Wan looks down and away. “I don’t hate flying, no.”

“Then why—”

“It’s easier when I do it myself. I don’t get nauseous or uneasy. Piloting the ship and knowing what is going to happen next lessens those effects somehow.”

“Oh.”

Now it’s Anakin’s turn to look somewhere else. Because if that’s the case, then why didn’t Obi-Wan ever say anything? Why let Anakin fly every mission while sitting there beside him in obvious discomfort when there was clearly a simple fix?

Anakin is about to ask—he has to know. Because he can’t come up with an explanation that makes sense. His master loves to fly. Clearly does. And yet he takes the co-pilot’s seat every mission without fail. They move into position without thinking. The roles natural to them after years of being at each other’s sides.

Obi-Wan claps Anakin on the shoulder before they make their way out of the hangar. His hand solid and steady as though to wrest control over the flight of Anakin’s emotions. “It isn’t a big deal. I manage just fine in the copilot’s seat, as you well know.”

“But you love it,” Anakin says. Perhaps the part that is most difficult for him to understand. He can’t imagine giving up flying for anyone. If he had to sit quiet in the copilot’s seat watching someone else move too slowly or treat the ship poorly, Anakin would mutiny.

“I do,” Obi-Wan admits, something Anakin never thought he would hear and yet undeniable after the flying they just did. “But not as much as I know you do.”

Anakin’s face colors and when Obi-Wan moves to leave the hangar, it takes him a second to follow.

Obi-Wan says that like it isn’t a big deal. Like it means little to him that he chooses to suffer from flight sickness even though there is an extremely simple solution, all because Anakin likes flying. Like that is the natural thing for him to do when it is anything but.

Anakin jogs a little to catch up to his old master and forces himself to let it go. Not forget—no, Anakin will think about this conversation and its repercussions for many nights to come—but move on. Because it is clear that Obi-Wan thinks there is nothing more to be said, like this should be obvious to him, and Anakin is eager to get more out of him by any means necessary. Obi-Wan has just admitted to something like caring for him, wanting to see him happy, and perhaps that should be obvious to Anakin, but he has never felt so much like he had the evidence of it there in his hands, something that he could point to until now.

The thought warms him from the inside out, makes him want to do something reckless like try to hug Obi-Wan even as it makes him want to keep his distance. Because the idea of his master being fond of him is so fragile and tenuous a concept that Anakin needs to be careful or else it might break.

Anakin and Obi-Wan walk in step, side by side, and Anakin lets their shoulders brush every now and again. When Obi-Wan doesn’t pull away, he preens and decides to change the subject.

“They fly like a dream. I mean, there are a few things I could see myself changing. The thermal oscillator would run more efficiently if the fuel cell could redirect power intermittently rather than automatically. You would get a smoother ride out of it if you never had to fully wait for it to recharge—”

Obi-Wan laughs. “You can take that up with the technicians if you like but I’m sure you’d be much happier to make the changes yourself. For all intents and purposes, she’s all yours.”

“Wait, mine?”

“The starfighter will be stored onboard your star destroyer. You will have full discretion over its use.”

Anakin lets out a long, slow breath, forcing himself to slow down. The child in him has latched on tight to the idea of a starfighter of his very own while the adult—the <i>knight</i>—that he is falls sober at the reminder of the war ahead and all that it means for them. His blood sings at the thought of action, of taking to the skies and righting wrongs across the galaxy. At relaxing some of the strictures of the Jedi Code for the sake of saving lives.

He looks to his Master, with his eyes a little too wide, feeling for a moment like he is back in anti-gravity. Obi-Wan offers him a small close-mouthed smile and reaches out to link their hands as they walk. Even a few months ago, Anakin might have refused, might have shaken him off and insisted he no longer needed the kind of coddling he did as a youngling. But Geonosis changed everything. The galaxy is a new and terrifying place. Everything is different now. Anakin is different now.

“We have some time before all of that comes to pass. The Council wants to send us out on our first mission in a week’s time, hence the starfighter training.”

There are a number of things Anakin could latch onto in that sentence: the fact that he is going to war in a week, the fact that their hours of joyriding in new starfighters was somehow meant to be combat training. Instead, Anakin’s head rings with, “Us?”

For once, Obi-Wan looks…well, he looks a little embarrassed if Anakin had to guess at what that expression might look like on his normally composed Master. “Well, yes. Though I suppose if you want to be assigned separate missions, especially on our first time out, I could go and speak to the Council. The Force knows that there are countless battles to be fought—”

Anakin lets him keep going, staring at him like he has encountered a new kind of droid and can’t seem to figure out how it works just yet.

“But all of this is entirely foreign to both of us so I thought, at least for the first mission, it might be…beneficial to have each other close by. A team, if you will.”

Not Master and Padawan, but equals. Fellow commanders, each in charge of their own battalion of soldiers. Obi-Wan’s concern for how such a plan might be received is well-founded, so much so that even Anakin can spot from a distance just how poorly he might have taken the idea if it were presented any other way.

Except Obi-Wan has presented it to him like this, like Anakin has a choice. Like he wants this but is afraid there is a chance Anakin will turn him down. After a day spent practically inside each other’s heads and after finding out that Obi-Wan has essentially been torturing himself every time they have ever flown together all to make Anakin happy… No. There is no way that Anakin could refuse him.

But it isn’t as though Anakin is going to confess to the soft, molten feeling in his chest. “You’re just saying that because you know you’ll need me there to save your ass.”

“Just as you’ll need me there to save yours.”

Partners. Generals. Maybe even friends. Anakin could get used to this.

He grins. “Alright, old man. You’re on.”

#obikin #obikin fic #obi wan x anakin #anakin x obi wan #aniobi #my fic

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llamaisllama777 · 4 months ago

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DAILY*/WEEKLY* LAES, TSAMS, EAPS REVIEW! 👏 👏 👏

Yesterday's episode were great I wonder what today's episodes will bring...

HE'S HERE!!! TAURUS IS HERE! EVERYONE PANIC! let's see how badly this ends....

Surprisingly well actually.

The music in this episode was also really good. I usually don't pay attention to the background music, but the music in this episode was really good it kinda reminded me of Walking Dead mixed with Last of Us. I'm not sure if that was the intent, but it works really well I feel for this situation.

Taurus is obviously menacing, but he's also oddly calm. Not what I expected from a destroyer of worlds. He says he's just here to observe Lunar and the others and decided if Lunar and probably the whole world should live.

I ain't gonna lie, I don't have hope for this world.

Taurus is gonna take one look at the whole place and decided everyone is better off dead. Which will probably lead to some kinda of Astrals civil war or Nexus showing up and whooping Taurus and the others Astrals behinds and Lunar having to step in and save the Astrals. But that's a pipe dream I guess. We'll have to wait and see.

I can. Nebula isn't a big fan of Taurus, and he clearly isn't a big fan of her. The way he talks to her, I get she's just the messager, but she's still a person. Taurus is gonna be observing everyone and his next stop his Sun and Moon, and I don't have high hopes for what he'll say or think of them. Him and the other Astrals know about Nexus and his little stunt with star power. Sun, Moon, you guys better have a good space lawyer. I know Earth plans to befriend Taurus and make things easier on Lunar, but I have a feeling Taurus isn't the friend making type.

Gemini did say Taurus would threaten Lunar's family to get a reaction out of him. Taurus, I swear to gosh! If you hurt any of them.

Also, I think it's a matter of time until Earth runs into Nebula again, and if she does, I hope she can convince Nebula to help them with EVERYTHING going on.

We'll have to wait and see.

Now, let's see what Sun and Moon are up to maybe they'll have a calmer episode today...

Nope. Just trauma and sadness.

Solar and New Moon reunite.

Probably not the way either of them wanted but here they are.

Okay, Nexus has just completely gone off the rocker!

"All it takes is one bad day" -Joker

Guess that saying was right for Nexus (Not really but still)

Solar tries to reason with Nexus and even says he can help him come back to the family, and Nexus just laughs! He starts spouting off all these lies about the family, like how Lunar never cared about him. He did! That Earth was just trying to fill the void cause her dad didn't love her. Earth still believed the creator loved her at that time, so that's a lie! And that Sun never cared and just took pity on Nexus. Nexus, you dense mother.... Nexus, you are just a terrible person. Knock off the oc act and get a life! Seeing as how you lost the one you had. I mean, you'll probably get yourself killed soon anyways so what's the point. But we probably should worry. Someone pointed out to me that Nexus could be a part of Rez's plan, and it's definitely looking like it. Maybe Dark Sun is Rez's master or at least is in league with Rez and his boss. I feel so bad for everyone here. (And I kinda feel bad for Nexus.... but not by a lot.) I more pity Nexus cause one day I hope he'll realize that he lost the BEST thing that ever happened to him and will never get it back and I hope he dies knowing that.

I more so feel bad for Sun and Solar.

Solar already had to kill his Moon once... and now he has to do it again. And Sun sounded so shocked and saddened when Solar suggested they kill Nexus. Nexus/New Moon was the Moon who actually showed he cared for sun. And he did at one point, but now he can't even say Sun's name without wanting to gag! Oof.

This is just sad all around.

And now they have Nexus, Taurus, and Creator after them.... LOVELY!

This is all going to boiling over and culminate in some crazy Infinity war level poo I hope.

And now, it's a less sad one but still equally as worrying.

Puppet and Solar reunite! Yay! At least one of his reunions went well today.

Puppet filled in Solar to everything that has happened. Gosh, that must have been fun. This is like the second time someone has had to explain to him what's been happening since he's been dead.

Solar gave Puppet some advice on what to do about Eclipse, and Sun gave her some advice on what to do about the other Sun and Moon. I hope their advice works. Puppet expressed at the very end of the episode her wish to leave this new dimension and return to the old one.... Puppet...

WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST STAY IN THE OTHER DIMENSION THEN?!

Puppet, you left that universe to protect everyone from Puppeteer. Now, I'm not sure what the deal with Puppeteer is now. He's been weakened cause Puppet herself has been weakened, but there is still the risk of him coming back. Are you really gonna take that chance, Puppet?

Also, Puppet, you uprooted your entire family's life to go here. You don't have that apartment anymore! You can't just decide to move to a whole other universe and bond to said universe only to decide to leave it after what 3 weeks?

Yes, I know Foxy chose to go with her, and he could have chosen not to but did, but still, you can't just decide to ditch when the going gets tough Puppet, you stick it out and ride the waves till it all calms. I hope everything works out for Puppet and Eclipse and hope Sun and Solar's advice to her works. Also, sorry if it seems like I hate Puppet's character, I don't. I love her character and this flaw of hers. I'm just being critical.

11/10 TAURUS HAS ARRIVED.

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blueishspace · 3 months ago

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Looped Sun 19

Loop #500

Tango: Oh, guessing we get a beach episode?

Grian: It is loop 500 now, I keep score.

Pearl: He does...for some reason. Why do you?

Grian: It just helps ok?

Scott: Pearl you can't just ask that.

Pearl: Oh I don't want to hear that from you mate.

Jimmy: Scott? Are you coming into the water?

Scott: Yeah! Putting on my sunscreen.

Jimmy: Oh...

Scott: Do you think I mantain my beauty without taking care of my skin?

Jimmy: You are always beautiful though.

Scott: I- uh ah? I mean, of course I am Jimmy.

Jimmy: ... Is Tango putting sunscreen on too?

Tango: I'm not coming.

Jimmy: What, why?

Tango: ... I need to take care of Anne. She can't swim.

Anne: ...

Scott: He's afraid of the ocean.

Tango: Am not!

Scott: Are too.

Anne: ... (he is)

Tango: I'm not scared! I just- water and fire don't mix, ok?

Scott: And I'm done, Jimmy?

Jimmy: Oh yeah... we'll see you guy later!

Pearl: You guys, I found a volley ball! Want to play some beach volley?

Mumbo: Uh... Sure.

Scar: I'm in!

Grian: I don't see why not.

Pearl: Great, Scar is with Mumbo and Grian is with me.

Scott: Oh this is much better.

Jimmy: Yeah. It's great!

Scott: We should probably see the others though.

Jimmy: Oh come on! A little bit longer! The water is so nice!

Scott: Eh. Sure, but we'll get to the others in a while.

Scott: Pearl, what's wrong.

Pearl: Grian is horrible at beach volley.

Scott: How? He's a literal god.

Pearl: Scar was shirtless. Apparently that's enough.

Scott: Oh, yeah, you should have expected that Pearl.

Pearl: I made an gigantic mistake.

Jimmy: Oh we should have a sand castle making competition!

Grian: Who would even be the judges?

Scott: I could.

Pearl: ... What, why?

Scott: I like judging people.

Pearl: Fair enough.

Mumbo: I could be a judge too?

Pearl: ... Alright.

Mumbo: Scar... Star Wars really?

Scar: How dare you!? The Millennium Sand-con is a masterpiece!

Scot: Huh uh. I give it a 8.

Mumbo: ... 9

Scar: I'll take it.

Scott: ... Tango, Jimmy?

Jimmy: I started making a sand castle but it fell apart!

Tango: So I told him to join up with me and Anne!

Jimmy: What do you think?

Scott: ... 9.

Mumbo: It looks good, I think It's a 7.

Mumbo: So, Pearl, how did you do this?

Pearl: I don't know what you mean?

Scott: This is... wow. Get it I guess.

Pearl: Oh thanks, mate.

Mumbo: But how???

Pearl: I don't know what to tell you, hard work.

Scott: You just contradicted-

Pearl: So, how much.

Scott: I'm going to say 9.

Mumbo: 10...definitely.

They ended up setting up a fireplace and roasting marshmallows on top as the sun set. All in all it was a pretty good loop.

Loop #508

Scar woke up... feeling really off. He couldn't understand why though, this looked like a pretty regular loop...maybe a bit basic but still pretty regular. He got up to get breakfast and the feeling refused to go. He tried watching tv but even then there was something...off.

Scar: Grian?

Grian: Scar, choose. Take the red pill or the blue pill.

Scar: Wait are we in the matrix!?!

Grian: It took you way too long to realize that.

Loop #511

Scott: A god loop? I guess that means all of us loopers are gods now. Well... Tango, you and Jimmy really. Didn't get Aeoulus again but getting to be Nyx is fun too.

Mumbo: I-it's weird... uh. I don't really know why I got Ares...?

Scott: You? Ares? That's hilarious- Wait... Grian!?

Grian: Hello...

Scott: Are you... the sky?

Grian: Looks like I got Uranus and Scar got Gaia.

Scar: Being a planet is fun! Did you know I can create mountains now?

Scott: ... That is overpowered.

Grian: You are night itself-

Scar: I made a continent with my face!

Scott: What did I just say?

Tango: Look people! I'm kidnapping the god of spring!

Jimmy: Oh nooo I'm being kidnapped! What will I do?

Tango: Nothing you are mine mow and will rulificate the dead together or something.

Jimmy: I'm so scared and or sad about this, I hope someone will tell Pearl!

Pearl: Nooo! Give me back my ...son I guess.

Tango: Nop.

Pearl: Fair enough mate, guess I got to bring eternal winter now.

Jimmy: I'm back but oh no! Tango made me eat pomegranate seeds. I'll have to switch between two places. Oh noooo.

Grian: Ok, what was that?

Scott: You didn't even try to look realistic.

Tango: Listen, I'm not an actor dude.

Pearl: And I don't really care about killing a lot of people with a famine.

Grian: ...

Scar: What was that about Jimmy eating Tango's seeds-

Scott: Don't phrase it that way.

Grian: SCAR NO!

Loop #514

Grian: Let's never talk of this loop again.

Scar: Please.

Scott: Agreed.

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6okuto · 2 years ago

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Hii!! can I request oikawa having “the great-queen of seijoh” as his girlfriend? I’ll explain: so basically oikawa is the great-king of seijoh right? He has lots of fangirls and is in class 6 AND is the captain and star setter of the volleyball team. What if his girlfriend is just as popular and constantly gets love letters and bouquets from others, and she’s really sweet and pretty so, others view her as the ideal woman and student, and nickname her as the great-queen; and what if she is the manager of the volleyball team?

THE QUEEN OF SEIJOH

no warnings | yes u can absolutely req that. i did write it in 3rd person rather than 2nd,, i hope that's ok/what u wanted! 👩🏻‍💻👩🏻‍💻

never in these people's lives will they ever again see such a power couple. when they started dating it was fate. at least that's what people said in the halls while the couple walked past holding hands

a lot of oikawa's fangirls can't even be mad because,, she doesn't give them a reason to. she's so so nice to all of them and understands why they'd like him because well,, so does she LOL

^ plus the few times they tried starting trouble with her, oikawa and her fans were basically ready to fight, and that's not a war you want to fight

oikawa and his girlfriend's fan clubs teaming up. not even just for events and stuff, but if anyone tries to mess with their relationship?? they're about to face the wrath of dozens of fans because What's Wrong With You

most people are smart/respectful enough to not confess to either of them but sometimes,, you know how things go. one time someone tried personally handing oikawa's girlfriend a love letter while she was waiting for him outside, and the look on oikawa's face when he saw. woah. get that guy out of there

like of course they'll be rejected. whether that rejection is gentle or not depends on how respectful the confession was. don't bring up that one girl who said she'd be a better girlfriend to this couple unless you want oikawa to start ranting and ruining his image

oikawa's annoying btw (said so lovingly). he will Literally buy bigger bouquets, more food, make better, personalized gifts, etc. after witnessing his girlfriend's gift pile.

where do you think she got that sweater that has his initials on one sleeve and hers on the other, little hearts beneath? or that crochet flower bouquet with her favourite flowers/colours? or that unfolding love letter he wrote over the span of like 4 days? or those joke matching shirts that say "her king" and "his queen"? or

oh volleyball practice...oikawa pouts and whines, "can't i get some special treatment as your boyfriend?" which is easily met with a smile and "nope. i'll even make you do extra if you ask."

does the entire team react ranging from a snicker to a cackle? yes of course. but fair is fair and tooru does get back to practice

he'll regularly tease her but as soon as he gets the opportunity to? oikawa will tell the team to make her life easier and to Work Hard! you don't want to disappoint seijoh's queen would you? and everyone just looks at him. like be so serious rn

of course she and the team get along and bond over this dynamic. they love her!! both because she can give them ammo against their captain, and because she's genuinely super sweet and makes sure they're taking care of themselves.

GAH...just imagining oikawa telling her notes about the team so she can work it into her own plans and stuff (and vice versa .) it means a lot to them that she's working hard to help everyone be their best but also? these two strategizing is Scary. you have to just listen in awe at the plans they come up with

it must be said that she holds her role as manager over oikawa when he's over-working. she'll start cleaning up and pull him away, saying that he's important to the team and as the manager, it's her responsibility to make sure he's well-rested. oikawa asks "and as my girlfriend?" (fully knowing her answer.) she sighs before pushing his hair back or squeezing his cheek. "i still want the same thing, tooru."

somebody help everyone who doesn't know these two are dating at games. if they don't know about seijoh's royalty when they get there, they're About To. is it a normal thing for the manager to also have fans and signs in the crowd ?

also as if it isn't already obvious they're dating, oikawa offers his jacket for her to wear while they warm up and also,, maybe,, loudly asks "isn't my girlfriend the best manager ever?" bro could not be more conspicuous

y'know how everyone acts with kiyoko? yeah. imagine that except instead of noya and tanaka it's fucking,, oikawa tooru + the rest of aoba johsai's volleyball team appearing. woah. i'd piss myself

the teams may have problems with oikawa, but his girlfriend? whenever he's being smug or whatever else, she comes over and pulls him back while apologizing. there's something funny about oikawa pouting and whining when he's so renowned

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empresskadia · 7 months ago

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So, June is a special month to me for a number of reasons, but the main one I won't dive into and the second one is that it's the start of summer [which happens to be my favorite season].

In honor of my month being here, I'm doing reader-insert prompts for Halo throughout the month. I'm willing to do some for Commander Shepard and other characters if we discuss it beforehand.

These are gonna be short scenes with the prompt ranging 200-500 words, posted throughout the month, so if you are interested, please send in some for me!! You are more than welcome to send in multiple different asks, I want my inbox flooded

Prompts

"This is absolutely not my fault."

"There are a lot of things that I didn't think were possible before you."

"You give me a reason to keep going."

"Sometimes, I wonder why I put up with you."

"I don't care. I'm not leaving you."

"Can I hug you?"

"You're the best thing that's happened to me in this fight."

"I believe in us."

"I will be waiting for you."

"Come back to me when you figure it out."

"Do you think we'll ever find peace?"

"I don't want to die"

"I'm barely holding on"

"Even Spartans need someone to rely on."

"your eyes are so pretty"

"Don't ignore me."

"I'm very concerned."

"I'll always come back for you."

“Is it possible to love too much?”

“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course, I’m in.”

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

“I thought you were dead.”

"Put your lips on mine."

"All I can think of is you."

"How long are you gonna keep denying you feel the same?"

"Please don't leave me like that ever again. It scared me."

"Seeing you smile gives me hope."

"I'm scared to lose you."

"I never thought a Spartan could be this gentle."

"Stay close to me; we can't afford to get separated."

"The stars look different when I'm with you."

"Do you ever think about life before the war?"

"I trust you to cover my back."

"This feels like our last mission together."

"I can't believe we survived that."

"You make even the darkest days seem brighter."

"Do you ever wonder if there's more to life than fighting?"

"I've seen what you're capable of, and it's incredible."

"I didn't think I'd ever meet someone like you out here."

"I'll be your shield if you need me."

"We make a good team, don't we?"

"You always know how to make me smile, even in battle."

"Your courage inspires me every day."

"I can't imagine doing this without you."

"Your strength gives me hope."

"Every time I look at you, I see a hero."

"I've got your six, always."

"You make the impossible seem possible."

"I thought I'd lost you back there."

"No matter what happens, I'm with you."

"Your presence is my only comfort in this chaos."

"Do you ever dream of peace?"

"I can't stand the thought of losing you."

"You're more than just a soldier to me."

"The universe feels smaller when I'm with you."

"You give me something to fight for."

"I'll follow you to the ends of the galaxy."

"Your bravery is unmatched."

"Even in the darkest moments, you shine."

"I believe in you, more than anything."

#Prompt list #writing prompt #halo themed prompt list?#yeah #send in one you would like to see with a spartan #June writing challenge

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kapposuch · 1 year ago

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It's Raining Outside 🌧️

just some drabble about how certain star wars boys would react to being out in the rain with you

I'm so sorry it's been ages but I've been settling into my new job. I should really start writing these again I do love them

Anakin!

absolutely loves it. better than sand. he hates sand. it's coarse and rough and-

this boy is the type to scoop you up and drag you outside into the rain with absolutely zero hesitation.

if you attempt to escape, nice try, you're out there and he's going to waltz you around like there's no one watching

his soggy hair will stick to his face and it will 100% annoy him, to the point he slicks it back, and that's the type of knees weak shi you feed off

if he makes you laugh, he will be weak, this man absolutely adores your laughter. the way your nose crinkles and your laugh lines just squish your cheeks makes him swoon

sounds like honey tea 🍯

if you're the type to get cold or sick from being out in the rain, he will promise to take care of you until you're in good health

constantly waiting on you when he can, peppering kisses around your cheeks and nose, dotting some along your forehead whenever he pulls your blankets up if you're sleeping

he won't apologise, he'll just coo at how the pair of you needed to just let loose and have fun, and with a grin like that, well

you can't say no to him, really

Obi Wan!

"what in god's name are you doing out here?"

you absolutely started it, because there's no way Obi would actively walk into the rain when his lovely warm room and a hot cup of tea is waiting for him

he was probably watching your antics of frolicking in the rain for a little while before interjecting, but that's standard Kenobi activity right there

he will 100% protest to going out there with you, since he is stood at the door like a stubborn youngling being told to go to their lessons

but he won't stop you from pulling him from the door and into the rain while giggling and calling him a baby

it's slippy

you fell

no you didn't, because Kenobi will just scoop you right up. strong hands firm around your waist, bodies flush with little to no space between you, his dry robes beginning to speckle with raindrops that eventually soaked the fabric through and through

he doesn't mind, of course. sweeping you off your feet is his favourite thing to do, just to be a tease. even if it does cause conflict in his soul. but at the end of the day, he's a Jedi through and through, and he didn't want you falling.

he just adds spice because it's, well, Kenobi :)

you're eventually back inside from the ordeal, with red cheeks. you flustered scoundrel, dragging a Jedi out to get wet. tsk tsk I'm joking honestly it sounds fun

he would absolutely love to do it with you again, he just won't admit to it. you can see it in the smile he had when you were out there, and the fleeting longing in his eyes of taking you back into the rain for more

but he doesn't want you getting sick, of course

Rex!

o captain my captain

he's been outside for a while, stood in the absolutely pouring rain to get a break from the rest of the 501st getting on his last and final nerve

he loves his brothers but kriff they're annoying sometimes

nothing compared to how you could be though

he doesn't exactly hear you sneaking up on him for the tunks of raindrops landing on his helmet, until it's no longer on his head

his first instinct to letting his guard down and having his helmet ripped away would tell him to pull his blaster, which, honestly, correct

but your cheeky laugh hits his ears before he's even turned around. and by god it's absolute music to him.

he listens to his brothers grating complaints, terrible jokes, and incessant ramblings all day, especially when they're bored and annoying him for the sake of it, which, let's face it...

yeah, it's every other day really

not to mention Anakin-

he doesn't particularly bother asking for his helmet back, it's not like he needs it. he's supposed to be off duty anyway. then again here's your PSA that Anakin exists and he is Rex's problem at least 95% of the time

he gives you a somewhat concerned glance as if to tell you off about coming out in the rain, but he's not going to tell you to leave. he could use the company.

and your company is absolutely divine. this tired man is so warmed by your presence, the way your voice is so gentle and distinct, and it just eases his mind from the duties he'll have to pick back up in the morning.

you're his brief moment of bliss and he never fails to let you know that, because he wears such a peaceful smile on his face that you'd be such a fool to miss how smitten he is

sorry if it's a lil short, I thought it'd be nice to get some jedi/jedi-alligned drabble out while I'm in a pretty wholesome mood. might do some sith another day, if y'all have any requests of characters, feel free to submit 'em! love ya!

#obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #captain rex #fluff #captain rex x reader #anakin x reader #obi wan x reader #i should've been in bed smh

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nerdthatsiriuslylovesteaxx · 9 months ago

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Helpless part 36, sorry for the wait, here is a long chapter as payment

Nico woke up after three hours with a splitting headache, he felt nauseous, where even was he? He spotted the blonde boy sitting on the chair next to him reading a book, he was surprised that he wasn't off with ten other patients by this point. "You okay Neeks?" Will said putting his book down and walking over.

"I've got a headache."

"Nauseous to?"

"How'd you know?"

"It's normal, I'll go get you some water." Will walked out returning with a glass and handing it to the Hades kid, he started taking small sips from it, letting the cool water run down his throat, when even was the last time he drank water? "Would you be open to talking to someone? I know you don't like opening up to people but it could help."

"Are... are you forcing me to?" Nico asked so softly Will could barely hear him, he sat down next to the whispering boy.

"'Course not Neeks, we just want you to get help."

"Please don't make me talk to people." He whispered back, curling up.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to." Nico mentally laughed at the irony of Will telling him that when he was being kept in the infirmary which he really didn't want to do. The son of Apollo grabbed the small boy's hand and started rubbing the back of it in circles, "You could try a journal? I've heard that helps."

"Maybe... can we leave this for now?"

"Sure, anything in particular you want to talk about?"

"Can we finish our game of twenty questions?"

"Okay."

"Who's your favorite siblings?"

"Don't you dare tell any of them but Kayla, Austin will kill me if he finds out." Will laughed, "Least favorite of the seven?"

"Valdez, he's annoying as fuck also I fucked him that one time so it just makes everything awkward."

"Wait what?!"

"We were both bored and drunk, we never talk about that day. Anyways, have you ever dyed your hair?" He decided to let Will come to his own conclusions on that one, especially because Leo was too drunk to actually remember it, or he was just a very good actor. He remembered that night, it was the anniversary of when Bianca had died, while he last memories with her weren't the best he still loved her. He still wished he'd died instead of her. He was drinking himself numb, standing outside on the deck in the darkness when Leo walked, well walked was being generous, stumbled down the stairs, so drunk he could barely stay up right. He remembers thinking 'well might as well do it, haven't got anything to loose.' He remembers grabbing his shirt and smashing his lips against his.

"Why are you so drunk Valdez?" He muttered into his ear, trailing up kisses

"None ya business Shadow boy."

"Fine." He pulled away,

"Hey!"

"No sympathy sex if you don't tell me."

"My mom died today."

"I'm sorry."

"Di Angelo I seem to realise you are also drunk, would you care to explain why?" His words were practically just slurs, fuck it, he thought, they'd both just never acknowledge it again.

"My sister died today."

"What? But Hazel-"

"My other sister, Bianca, died when I was ten."

"I'm sorry."

"Can we just fuck senseless I can't take processing this anymore."

"Fine by me." And then that was it, they never spoke of it again and went back to hating each other, honestly it was a disaster that they we're probably never going to unpack.

"Nope, I was going to dye it brown again when I saw my mum but then she didn't talk to me for years so never really did that."

"That is messed up but in a desperate attempt to keep this light hearted we will unpack that later. Now, I will be kidnapping you and dying your hair every colour imaginable."

"Can I ask why?"

"You're blonde, what else would I do?"

"Umm... okay then, have you ever watched Star Wars?"

"Nope."

"What! How? I'm putting Kay or Aussi on tomorrow night and we are binging all of Star Wars together."

"Please no."

"Too late Angel boy." Nico sighed in defeat, shaking his head but accepting his fate.

"Why didn't you tell me you could speak Italian?"

"I didn't know, I mean the song I learnt a while ago but actually speaking it's like how Aphrodite kids can speak French because it's the language of love, Italian's the language of music."

"That makes a lot of sense."

"Speaking of Italy, do you miss it?"

"Yeah, but when I went back there with Jason on the Argo II I didn't really feel anything, everything there changed so much, it barely feels like home now. What's something no one or only one person knows about you?" Will could tell him so many different things, he had so many secrets but was it safe to share them? He could do the easy thing and say that he glows in the dark, he could talk about his mom or the things he does at night when he's sure no one's watching him.

"I can glow in the dark." It was too soon, he'd tell him... eventually.

"YOU'RE A PORTABLE SUNSHINE!!!" Nico cringed at himself mentally but it was so easy to get lost in conversation with Will, just about fun shit, not worrying about everything all the time. I mean he'd had his fair share of hard conversations and lectures from the blonde boy but it was still so easy to relax around him. That wasn't good, he couldn't let his guard down, especially after those kisses. He said he loved him, he kissed him after the first one, he didn't pull away but that didn't mean anything. He would leave after realising that he was worthless and didn't deserve love, he wanted to let him in but his brain wouldn't let him, the only reason he'd said half the shit he had now was because of Reyna.

"Shut up Doom and Gloom." He laughed, messing up Nico's hair.

"Don't think I will, Care Bear."

"Really?"

"You love it, be honest." Fuck, he shouldn't be letting himself get this comfortable, he shouldn't be getting this relaxed with anyone. But it was living sunshine, cinnamon roll, Will Solace, he could trust him... right? Will rolled his eyes in defeat,

"...Will you be my boyfriend...?" Fuck, why did he do that? What if he- his thoughts were cut off with Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, ambassador of Pluto smashed his lips against his own, grabbing his blonde hair. He wrapped his arms around the small boy's neck, pulling him as close as he possibly could until they broke the kiss.

"I'd love that Sunshine." Here goes nothing, at least he'd be happy for a day or two, he didn't want to build hope of Will liking him for any longer than that, but at least there would be some temporary happiness. A moment of silence passed until Nico asked the next question "What's going on with your mum?"

"Well- Umm.." Will struggled to hold back tears,

"You don't have to talk if you don't want to."

"I want you to know, it's just... hard."

"Take a deep breath, it's going to be okay." Will shook before a tear fell from his eye as started to talk.

"Well until I was eight she was amazing, honestly the best parent I could wish for. But then after that she became really busy, working two jobs to pay for the album she was writing. Then when I was nine she dropped me off a my aunts, said it was for a few days, three months later I ran away. Her house... it was a nightmare, constantly called the unwanted child, yelled at for getting in trouble at school and not paying attention. And for anything that went wrong... ever and well let's just say she wasn't the nicest overall. Food once a week and if I was in trouble once every three weeks and well she hit hard. I don't think mom knew how bad she was, at least that's what I used to think, now I'm not so sure. I ran away which is when I found camp, just wandering around aimlessly until I was attacked by symphalian birds and I just ran until they couldn't find me. I was in the infirmary for two weeks, which was when I met Michael... first time someone cared about my existence in a few years. I was claimed the first campfire I went to; I wrote to mom so much those first few months... poured my fucking heart out, never got a goddamn response. Well she sent me a letter yesterday... wanted to meet up next week, don't even know how she fucking found out where I was. Didn't even bother asking the fuck had happened." Will didn't realise he was crying until Nico wiped a tear from his cheek and kissed him on the forehead,

"I'm so sorry."

"I'm going to go there next week and say every fucking word I want her to hear." He said in a broken voice, he pulled him into a hug.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Will just nodded, sinking into the smaller boy's arms, slipping his hands into Nico's.

"Why do you always wear that ring?"

"Bianca gave it to me before she left, it was my mothers; nearly got it stolen at a club a when I was twelve."

"Why were you...?"

"Addicted to more things than I would be willing to admit, easiest way to get them. Cats or dogs?" A look over uncomfort washed over his face as he quickly changed the subject; Will knew he wouldn't get any more information on what had happened, at least any time soon.

"Cats and that is objectively the correct answer, also I already asked you that."

"Firstly, I don't care. Secondly, you're wrong. Thirdly, you are a golden retriever but you like cat's!? How?? Why??"

"Cat's are just better, and anyways you are the definition of black cat but preferre dogs."

"Cat's aren't 'just better' why do you think we have three headed dogs but not three headed cats?"

"Simple, a single cat is already perfect, why add two more when you've already got perfection?"

"Shush, dogs are still better."

"Whatever you say Neeks, just know that your opinion is wrong." Will teased, patting Nico on the head, covering his hand with his mouth to stop any protests. "Who's your favorite Mean Girls character?"

"Regina, what kind of a question is that? How much longer do you think Jason and Piper are going to last?"

"What?"

"His much longer will they last? It's doomed, my bets are another week or two before one of them snaps." Will thought back to the two of them, he didn't know either of them that well but he normally never would have guessed they're together.

"Umm... I haven't really thought about it but I guess another month maybe month and a half. Favorite book?"

"Ernesto, it was impossible to find and even harder to read since it was all in bad handwriting and dyslexia didn't exactly help. Also if I was caught with it I would have to spend months in the church but I still managed to get through it." Nico remembered finding the first page somewhere on the floor and picking it up, desperately trying to find out where it was from. It took him months to find one and about a year to read that one but he remembered the plot word for word. He could remember sneaking out at dawn to read it before anyone else was up, it was like that for half a year, waking up every morning to read it and then hide it from his mum and Bianca, he didn't know how he never got caught. "Do you like being in the infirmary all the time, I swear you never take a break."

"Yeah, I like being able to help people. Also I'm the only healer so I try to not put anyone else in the Apollo cabin have to be in here too much, I mean normally it's Kay and Aussi but sometimes we have other people in here. What's your favorite season?"

"Winter, I love the rain also I hate the sun."

"Heyyy!"

"Sorry Sunshine, it's the truth, when have you ever seen me outside willingly? What's your favorite song?"

"Probably... Pretend."

"Sing it?" Nico said laying down on his lap, looking up at him.

"Tonight my self-respect went out the window

It didn't stay for long

But I figured I'd be wrong

So, don't come close

My heart is rather clueless

I don't know why I do this But just once more

Let's close the door and play pretend

More than a glance

More than a friend

I'll close the door and play with you

Is that what you want me to do I'll do what you want me to do

Hit me up

It's fine, Mil pause my healing

It's all part of our truce

Oh, the sweet smell of abuse So, please don't go

My life is going backwards

No room in it for you But this bed fits two

Let's close the door and play pretend

More than a glance

More than a friend

I'll close the door and play with you

Is that what you want me to do I'll do what you want me to do

Why do I want it too?

I should be running from you

Why do I want it?

Oh, I want it too

Let's close the door and play pretend

More than a glance

More than a friend

I'll close the door and play with you

Is that what you want me to do

I'll do what you want me to do" Nico stared into his eyes, mesmerised by the blonde boy's voice. Will smiled, planting a kiss on his forehead."If you could have one wish, what would it be?"

"I'd bring Hazel's mother back, she deserves to see her again."

"Not your own?"

"I'd rather make her happy; do you play any sports."

"I love playing soccer but there isn't really time with being in the infirmary."

"You mean football?"

"No I mean soccer...?"

"Soccer is football, the abomination of a sport you have here that you call football is rip off rugby."

"I would argue with that but I really can't, there's basically no difference between the two sports. But it's definitely soccer."

"All Americans are dumb and that is the hill I will die on, you kick the ball with your foot, that's why it's called football. Where did soccer come from?"

"I don't know but it sounds better."

"It really doesn't Solace; just ask the next question, I can't afford to lose any more brain cells."

"Rude, but what's your favorite time of day?"

"Sunset, who's your favorite out of the seven?

"Probably Annie, but I talk to Leo a lot, mainly because he's here a lot."

"Can't imagine why." Nico said speaking in fluent sarcasm,

"What's your fatal flaw?"

"Holding grudges."

"How am I not surprised? Also that was the last question."

"Good, I was starting to run out of ideas."

"Same though," Will glanced down at his watch, "Neeks, it's almost lunch time. I want you to try eating just a tiny bit, stop whenever you feel sick, but could you try?" He half nodded, dreading what would come next.

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Sorry again for the wait, I got distracted

I'll be honest I was running out of questions at the end

If you're still reading comment your Hogwarts house

May the odds be ever in your favour

-Siri

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rose-sophia-isabella-rogers · 2 months ago

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Written in the Stars: Chapter III - The Knight and the Crowned Heir

Chapter Summary: With your 18th birthday you're crowned as the heir to the throne. At the same time Anakin becomes a Jedi Knight. You meet for the first time since the beginning of the Clone Wars and make a deal. Your friendship blooms even though the war rages on and you can't see each other as often as you'd like. But is that going to stay that way when a year into the Clone Wars you almost die? And what is really between you two?

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker/Reader

Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Reader, Ahsoka Tano, Rex, Obi-Wan Kenobi, C-3PO

Word Count: 7063

A/N: Inspired by prompts: https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389090690912/ https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389090690941/ https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389090692120/ https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389090690927/ https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389090879307/ https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389090714503/ https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389090746526/ https://pl.pinterest.com/pin/207306389090744118/ Gif is not mine. Sorry in advance for the angst. I hope you will enjoy anyway!

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Ahsoka Tano stares at her master in confusion. Ever since they've started their journey for this new mission, he's been nervous, agitated and is constantly pacing. She can't understand why, since it doesn't seem as dangerous as the other missions. They're not going to battle, so what's the fuss? She looks at Captain Rex from 501st Legion that is under Anakin's orders.

'What is wrong with him?' she asks, glancing at Skywalker. The Clone shrugs.

'No idea, kid,' he answers, as much bewildered as she is. 'Maybe General Kenobi knows?'

'Yeah,' Ahsoka murmurs. 'Maybe.'

Anakin himself can't believe how nervous he is. But he knows the reason at least. He's going to see you again. But the time between your last meeting hasn't been that long as the previous one, barely a few months, so he can't understand why he is so… restless. Things have changed, yes. He's now a Jedi Knight and from what he heard you are now the crown heir to the throne of Luth. But it doesn't explain his rattled nerves.

'Anakin,' Obi-Wan says, showing up next to his former padawan. Skywalker turns, his eyes wide. Kenobi smiles, amused.

'Relax,' he says softly. 'They will still recognize you.'

The younger Jedi touches his hair by instinct. It's longer now. He's been letting them grow since his padawan braid was cut off.

'It's not that,' Anakin denies.

'Then what is it?' Obi-Wan asks.

'I… honestly don't know', Skywalker answers. Kenobi wants to say more, but they get the information they're about to land. They join the others and not long after they leave the ship.

On the landing platform they see many ships. Various delegations greet each other. Old friends chat and laugh happily. Anakin looks around… and he spots you, talking to someone from Chandrilla, C-3PO behind you. His breath is taken away. You're even more beautiful than the last time he saw you.

'Ah, talk about timing,' Obi-Wan says, pleased, and turns to Tano. 'Come, Ahsoka. We'll introduce you to our close friend.'

He starts walking. Torgutan follows him, curious. Skywalker waits a moment, then joins his friends. You spot Kenobi pretty quickly and your eyes sparkle with joy.

'Obi-Wan!' you say, beaming, and hurry to hug him. 'It's so good to see you!'

'I feel the same, [Y/N],' he chuckles and hugs you back. You pull away from each other.

'Seriously, I'm glad you're here,' you say. 'All evidence points that our intel was correct.'

'Have no fear, we're here to take care of it,' Kenobi promises. You smile at him. That's when you notice Skywalker.

When your eyes meet, it seems like the whole world has stopped. He smiles shyly at you. You pass Obi-Wan, a stunned look in your eyes. He takes a few steps forward and now you're face to face. He wishes he could touch your cheek and pull aside that stray strand of your hair…

'Anakin,' you say, smiling, and look at his hair. 'You've changed.'

'So did you, [Y/N],' Skywalker says, his eyes shining with joy. 'You're even more beautiful than the last time I saw you.'

'It's barely been a few months,' you laugh.

'Looks like nothing's impossible for you,' he says. You fight back a chuckle. Your eyes land on a young Torgutan by his side.

'[Y/N], this is Ahsoka Tano, Anakin's padawan,' Kenobi quickly introduces her, surprising you. 'Ahsoka, this is [Y/N] [L/N], princess of Luth, the crowned heir of its throne.'

'It's an honor, Your Highness,' Tano says, bowing with respect. You smile at her and force her up.

'Please, there's no need for that,' you ask here. 'I'm happy to make your acquaintance.'

Ahsoka smiles, embarrassed a bit. You let go of her and turn to Anakin, amused.

'How much have changed since our last meeting,' you say. 'Not only are you no longer a padawan, but you got one for yourself.'

'Yeah, that happened,' Skywalker chuckles, ablush. 'I admit, I was against it at first… but we're making a good team.'

Tano smiles at this, clearly overjoyed to hear that from her master. You smile and turn slightly.

'Follow me,' you say and you all start walking. 'There's much to discuss.'

Not long after you're all sitting in your apartments. Your maid pours you all tea.

'Thank you, Lanash,' you say. She bows to you and leaves. You sigh. In a second, you're no longer calm and collected. Instead, you are serious and grim.

'What did you find out?' Obi-Wan asks.

'Not much, I'm afraid,' you huff. 'My informants could only confirm the Separatists are really planning an attack during this conference.'

'How did they manage that?' Anakin asks.

'They have ways to get in places other can't,' you explain. 'Sadly, that also means they couldn't apprehend the plotters.'

'We'll investigate and take care of security,' Kenobi says. 'The Clones are ready.'

'That's good to hear,' you say, forcing your voice to sound neutral. Ahsoka frowns, sensing the change in your tone.

'Still not trusting them?' Skywalker asks you, a bit amused. You glare at him.

'We don't know anything about the person who ordered their production,' you say. 'Also, don't forget whose face they're wearing.'

'They're good people,' Tano puts in, but blushes when your gaze turns to her. 'They… they are very helpful. And loyal.'

'That's true,' Obi-Wan confirms. You sigh.

'Very well, I will give them the benefit of the doubt,' you say and put a hand on your chin. 'I don't like this.'

'Come on, they're really great,' Anakin says, nudging your leg with his foot. Ahsoka raises her eyebrows at that, surprised by this familiarity.

'I meant this situation, idiot,' you huff, kicking him back. 'There's something the Separatists are after. Something more than destroying the talks between the planets of my system.'

'Yes, we feel so, too,' Obi-Wan agrees. 'Sadly, for now we may only see how the events are going to play out. Try to stop any incidents from happening, and protecting the people if we fail there.'

'Not very reassuring,' you murmur.

'When is your father going to show up?' Kenobi asks. You relax your posture slightly.

'Tomorrow,' you answer. 'Just before the conference starts. Until that, I'm the one that has to shake hands, smile and make good impressions of Luth.'

'Shouldn't be too hard for you, then,' Skywalker says, winking. You smile at him.

'Oh, I can manage just fine for about three hours,' you inform them. 'After that… Lanash has to often drag me away, so I wouldn't say anything offending.'

'I find that hard to believe that,' Obi-Wan says. 'You're one of the politest people I know.'

You and Anakin look at him, bewildered. The younger Jedi shakes his head.

'I keep forgetting you weren't with me and Senator Amidala on Luth,' he says. Kenobi blinks.

'Why? What happened?' he asks. His friend grins. You glare at him.

'Don't you dare!' you warn him, waving your finger at him.

'Oh, there was that time she threw a fruit at me,' Anakin says.

'Skywalker, I'm warning you…' you say, your voice low.

'Or threw herself at me and started punching me,' your friend adds. You gasp and push him hard. He falls on the floor, bewildered, and looks at Obi-Wan.

'See what I mean?' he asks. Next thing he knows, his face is met with a pillow.

'The two of them have a special friendship,' Kenobi explains quietly to stunned Ahsoka, as you and Skywalker start bickering playfully. 'You see, Anakin has saved her life once.'

'I see,' Tano says, nodding. 'I hope to hear that story one day.'

'I'm sure you will,' the older Jedi says with a smile. They turn to you just in time to see Skywalker pulling you on the floor on top of him. You yelp but a moment later you're both laughing. You smile at each other, happy to be reunited once more.

The conference is boring. You hoped it would actually mean something for your system, but for now old guys only argue and can't seem to come to an understanding. No wonder the Separatists turned their backs on the Republic…

You shake your head. You can't think like that. There's still hope. You can change. But first you must learn to listen. Speaking of, it's time for your father to give his speech.

Anakin smiles from his position not far from you, seeing how you straighten up when your father takes the stage. You focus all your attention to him, trying to learn from him. But while Skywalker wants to have his attention on you, he must be mindful of his surroundings-

That's when he sees it. A blaster pointed your way. He doesn't think. He jumps on the standing. He manages to see your startled eyes at his sudden appearance, before he tackles you to the ground. At the same time the assassin fires. It barely misses your head. You stare at the hole in the wall with wide eyes.

'Anakin,' you say, shocked. 'Thank-'

Just then there's an explosion. The ground shakes. Assassins jump through the windows. People start screaming. You see some battle droids entering the room. Everyone starts to run.

'How did this happen?' you ask, bewildered. 'Security… Clones…'

'There's no time for that,' Anakin says, getting you on your feet. The Clones rush into the room and start fighting the droids. Skywalker calls for one squad. They hurry to you.

'Get her to safety,' the Jedi orders, pushing you gently in their way.

'Yes, sir!' they answer. You turn to your friend with wide eyes.

'My father-' you start.

'His security already got him out,' Anakin interrupts you and squeezes your shoulder, looking at you pleadingly. 'Go.'

You nod after a moment of hesitation. Skywalker relaxes, relieved, and lights his saber. He jumps into the fight and the Clones take you away.

The way to the main exit is blocked by the fights. You decide to use one of the speeders that is parked on the roof. You manage to make it a few floors up when the assassins catch up to you. A few of the Clones engage in the fight, while others try to take you out. But other assassins block your way. They start exchanging fire.

You look around, looking for a way out desperately. Behind you is a window. You walk to it and open it. You gasp. You're too high to jump.

However, that's when you see Anakin. He's managed to get outside and is fighting there alongside Ahsoka. Your heart clenches when you see how many battle droids are there. You can't understand how did they sneak on you. But there's no time for this.

'ANAKIN!' you shout at the top of your lungs, leaning over the windowsill. You see him looking up with wide eyes. He opens his mouth to shout back.

'IF I JUMP, WILL YOU CATCH ME?!' you shout, beating him to it. His eyes go even wider.

'Master…' Ahsoka says, nervous. 'She can't be serious.'

'WHAT?!' Skywalker yells back, not stopping to deflect the fire. He notices you looking behind you nervously and then back at him.

'I'M KINDA OUT OF OPTIONS HERE!' you shout. The Jedi hesitates. But his face twists into determination.

'Cover me,' Anakin says to Ahsoka. He deflects another blast and turns fully to the building.

'SkyGuy, you can't-' Tano, starts, her eyes wide.

'JUMP!' Skywalker ignores her, raising his hands up. 'I'LL CATCH YOU!'

Completely trusting him, you climb on the windowsill, while the young padawan desperately tries to shield her and her master. You take in a deep breath… and jump.

Anakin narrows his eyes. He uses the Force to manipulate your fall. Then, he jumps forward and spreads his arms. A second later you fall right into them and put your arms around his neck, your eyes wide and your hair a mess.

'Thank you,' you gasp.

'Any time, my lady,' Skywalker says and puts you down, then freezes. 'On second thought, don't do that again.'

'Like I said, I was out of options,' you say, adjusting your dress. 'Assassins. Attacking from both sides. I feel bad for leaving the Clones on their own…'

'They'll be fine,' Obi-Wan says, suddenly showing up next to you. 'I just got their report. Seeing you jump, the assassins pulled back.'

You stare at him, your expression blank. Ahsoka looks at you with a frown.

'They were after you,' she says. 'And-'

'Later,' you interrupt her and bend down to pick up a blaster. 'Let's stop this attack first.'

Skywalker raises his eyebrows at you. You scoff.

'What, you think my father didn't teach me self-defense?' you ask. 'I'm his oldest daughter. I was trained since I was a kid for situations like that.'

You see something changing in his eyes. You turn your head sharply and start firing. You clench your jaw. They won't get you today.

Hours later the battle is over. You're alive, but the conference has been postponed to another time. So, no actual winner.

'Good news, Your Majesty,' Obi-Wan says, approaching you and your father. Anakin and Ahsoka are close behind him.

'You caught the leader of the assassins?' Andrrei asks and the Jedi nod. 'Thank you. I assume they confirmed they were after my daughter?'

'Yes, but we can't understand why,' Skywalker says grimly. You smile bitterly. The King sighs. He glances at you.

'[Y/N]'s just been announced the crown heir of Luth,' he says. 'Until that moment… nothing was set in stone. But now, after my death she will get the throne. But if she dies before that…'

'Anarchy, many claims to the throne, protection programs for Astrariel,' you finish. 'Not to say, many of our enemies wouldn't like to see me taking my responsibilities as the crown heir, not to mention as the queen.'

'Why?' Tano asks.

'She's going to take even more active role,' your father says. 'And she's already known for her lack of compromise. And she's young, full of ideals. They're aware they can't bribe her. They're counting on her lack of experience. Both on the diplomatic field as the battle one. Well, they're in for a surprise.'

'I think she already showed them something today,' Kenobi says with a smile and looks at you. 'I hope to never be at the other end of your blaster.'

'Likewise,' you agree, forcing a smile. You see a Clone approaching you.

'The ships are ready to fly, General,' he reports to Anakin.

'Thank you, Rex,' he says and looks at you. 'Are you going to leave now?'

'Soon, yes,' Andrrei confirms, nodding, and turns to Obi-Wan. 'Can I borrow you for a second, Master Kenobi?'

'Certainly, Your Majesty,' the older Jedi agrees and walks to the side with the King. Anakin looks at you. He thinks quickly.

'Snips, go and check on C-3PO with Rex,' he says. 'He still seems rattled.'

'There was a fight and he was separated with me,' you explain. 'He takes his responsibilities as my protocolar droid very seriously. He was really worried by my safety. Maybe I should-'

'Ahsoka's got this,' he interrupts you. 'Right, Snips?'

'Yes, SkyGuy,' Tano says, rolling her eyes. 'Come, Rex.'

The two of them leave to check on your droid. Skywalker turns to you with worry.

'How are you holding up?' he asks. You manage a weak smile.

'It wasn't the first attempt on my life,' you answer. 'I was three. They poisoned me. I nearly died then. Since then, my father's tripled by security and started to train me in self-defense. There were more. But… it never gets easier.'

Anakin reaches out and grabs your arm, looking at you with sympathy. You take a step to him and lean your forehead on his, closing your eyes. He does the same.

'Thank you,' you whisper. 'Once again, I owe you my life. You saved it twice today, actually. First tackling me out of the way and then catching me. Thank you.'

'Anytime,' he says and pulls away. You see he's suddenly nervous.

'I…' he starts and clears his throat. 'There's something I want you to have. I thought a long time what I should do with it. And when I saw you yesterday, I suddenly knew. As a thank you for bringing me and my mother together.'

'You already gave me C-3PO for that,' you point out. 'I can't accept more.'

'I will never repay you for that,' he says, shaking his head, and reaches into his pocket. 'Please. Take it.'

He offers you his hand and opens it. You gasp. You look at him with wide eyes. He's handing you his padawan braid.

'Anakin…' you say quietly, stunned. He smiles at you warmly.

'It would mean the world to me if you took it,' he says softly. You smile after a moment and take the braid carefully.

'I will treasure it,' you say. 'But you must let me give something to you in return. Or do something for you.'

'I don't want anything,' he says, shaking his head, but then gets an idea. 'But… there is something. Would you… Can we call each other sometimes to… talk? Like normal friends do?'

The smile you give him nearly sends him on his knees. You clasp his hands in yours, stepping closer to him again.

'I would love that,' you say. You take out your communicator and exchange frequencies. Just then others join you once more.

'Time for us,' your father says to you. You hug your friends one by one, even Ahsoka, surprising her by it, but also pleasing her. You smile at Anakin.

'Until next time,' you say. He bows to you.

'I can't wait, my lady,' he says. You leave with your father. Skywalker watches you go until your ship departs. All the time observed by his padawan with a thoughtful look on her face.

You and Anakin have been calling each other almost every day since that day. It feels good to talk about your day with him. And you can see he's glad to share the events during the battles with you. Of course, you also make each other laugh. And in the evenings, whenever he can, he calls you to tell you goodnight. Of course, before that you also talk for a really long time. Sometimes you have troubles with waking up in the morning because of that.

One day, though, you don't answer when Skywalker calls you. He's disappointed and a bit worried, but he guesses you're on some kind of a meeting.

A few hours later he and Ahsoka return to Coruscant, to the Jedi Temple, and you still haven't called him back. Now he's really worried. It's all he can think about when they're informed Obi-Wan is waiting for them in the garden. He follows Tano there, not really paying attention to her. Until she stops suddenly and he collides with her.

'Hey, watch it, Snips!' he scolds her. But then he looks up and sees what surprised his padawan. His eyes go wide when he notices you sitting next to Obi-Wan, calmly drinking tea. You smirk seeing his expression.

'Hello,' you greet them.

'[Y/N],' Torgutan says, surprised but pleased, and walks to you. 'What are you doing here?'

'Boring political stuff,' you answer. 'But I got here a day earlier, so I thought I'd come here and see if some of my friends are here. Looks I had a good timing.'

'Very good,' Anakin agrees, grinning, and quickly joins you. 'We're happy to have you here.'

You smile at him. But you quickly notice something is not right. It's the look in his eyes. But you decide not to press it further. Later, when you're alone.

'What are you going to do tomorrow?' Ahsoka asks. Immediately, your smile drops.

'I'm going to have a meeting with the Chancellor,' you murmur, barely managing not to scowl.

'You don't seem to like the idea of that,' Skywalker notices, raising his eyebrows. Palpatine is his good friend, so he's surprised by your resentment to him.

'We don't agree on many things,' you say. 'But please, let's not talk about it. I came here to forget I have to meet him tomorrow, not think about it.'

'How is your family?' Tano asks quickly, seeing her master wants to press the matter, probably defend his friend.

'Good, thank you,' you answer. 'Well, Astrariel claims she's miserable. She's having her first crush, you see, and she's sure he doesn't feel the same.'

'Does he?' Torgutan asks, smiling.

'It would be easier to determine if a tree has feelings for her,' you answer, surprising everyone. 'She has a crush on a lord that is rarely smiling or showing any emotion. Hold on. I actually don't think I've ever seen him smile. So, she's having a hard time. But when I was leaving, she was planning on revealing her feelings to him. That's actually why I came here a day earlier. I do not want to see it.'

'If he does feel the same,' Anakin starts slowly, 'would they be able to be together?'

'Of course,' you answer, shrugging. 'Maybe not marry right away, but sure.'

'But he's not a prince,' Kenobi points out.

'Oh, we don't have to marry princes or princesses,' you explain. 'It's been like that for generations. And our father promised us we can marry who we choose. No political marriages. So, if they love each other and the relationship will prevail… she can marry him.'

'That sounds wonderful,' Ahsoka says, smiling.

'Yeah, but I hope they don't marry soon,' you sigh. 'Because then everyone will expect I'll do the same soon. And I have no intention of marrying yet.'

You redirect the conversation on another topic. At some point, Obi-Wan is called away by a Jedi council. Not long later Tano starts yawning and excuses herself, saying she needs to rest, saying the last mission was exhausting. When she's gone, you decide to use the moment.

'What happened out there?' you ask Skywalker. His good mood disappears. He looks away, clenching his jaw. But you see a certain shine in his eyes.

'Anakin,' you say softly and take his hand in yours. He looks at you and forces a smile.

'Just a tough mission,' he dismisses you. 'We… We nearly lost. But we won in the end.'

'Tell me,' you say after a beat, squeezing his hand. He inhales sharply.

'I made some risky choices,' he says at last, not being able to hold back anymore. 'We lost… many men. Some because of me. But in the end, my actions got us out of this mess. But the Council… was once again displeased with me ignoring orders and taking rash actions. I… I'm just so tired of this. But it's alright. I know I must control myself.'

He forces a smile. Your heart breaks. You cup his face. He stares at you, stunned.

'It's okay to cry when there's too much on your mind,' you say quietly. 'The clouds rain too when things get heavy.'

He freezes. For a moment you think he's going to pull away. But then his expression crumbles. He hangs his head and tears stream down his face. You quickly enwrap him in a hug and press him close to yourself. He holds your dress tightly, as if you were his anchor.

And you hold him. You hold this poor boy who was forced to grow up too fast. Who had to change the way of thinking and feeling. Who is constantly criticized and never met with understanding.

'I got you,' you murmur. 'You're not alone, Anakin. I'm here.'

His body shakes as he cries. Cries for the men he lost. Cries from the feeling of being a disappointment again. Cries for not finding any approval in the Council. Cries for not being able to have-

'Thank you,' he whispers suddenly, slowly pulling away. 'I'm sorry you had to-'

'Don't,' you interrupt him. 'Never apologize for being human.'

He stares at you for a moment. Then, he smiles and you can't help but do the same.

'I have to go back,' you say. The light in his eyes fades slightly. He nods and you both stand up. He walks you to the exit.

'I thought about you,' he says when you're about to leave. 'During the battle. When I thought- That's why I called you as soon as we were on the ship. You got me worried when you didn't call me back.'

'Well, I wanted to surprise you,' you say, grinning cheekily. 'I'm touched you thought about me during… such dramatic moment.'

'Not the first time,' Skywalker admits sheepishly. You smile at him mischievously.

'Do you often think about me, then?' you ask. He becomes serious at once.

'If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever,' he says, looking you in the eyes. Your breath hitches. You stare at him, no longer smiling. He opens his mouth to say something, but then his com beeps. He murmurs something, not happy, and answers it.

'Yeah?' he asks.

'Anakin, the Council wants to see you,' you hear Obi-Wan's voice. Your friend sighs heavily.

'I'll be right there,' he promises and ends the call. He looks at you. You smile and hug him quickly.

'I'll call you tomorrow after my meeting with the Chancellor?' you ask. 'And then we can grab something to eat if you're not busy?'

'I'd love that,' Skywalker agrees, holding you tightly. Reluctantly, he releases you. You share one last smile and you hurry to your speeder. You feel his gaze on the way out of the Temple. And you think about the words he said to you. And their possible meaning.

Next day, you meet with Palpatine. It goes as much as you thought it would. You get nothing but a creepy feeling from him. The Republic adores him but you can't see why. There's something… off about him. But you don't let your feelings show and finish the conversation politely.

You go for dinner with Anakin after that. It is a perfect way to distress after your meeting with the Chancellor. He sees your mood is a bit down, so he tries to cheer you up. He does a splendid job at that. Soon enough you're both laughing so hard you fear you're going to fall.

'Oh, by the gods,' you say when you manage to calm down. 'I love having such a joyful time with you.'

'I know what you mean,' Skywalker says and gives you the same look he gave you yesterday. 'I'd like to laugh with you for the rest of my life.'

Your smile freezes. The intense look in his eyes causes your heart to speed up. You're saved by a waiter who gives you your bill.

In the evening it's time to say goodbyes. Obi-Wan and Ahsoka join you and Anakin on the landing platform. Kenobi frowns slightly, seeing you laughing from something his former padawan said and him grinning because of that.

'Do you really have to go?' Tano asks when they reach you.

'Alas, duty calls,' you sigh and hug the padawan. 'Take care. And try to cool down your master's temper.'

'It won't be easy, but I'll do my best,' she promises. You smile at the oldest Jedi and hug him.

'You must visit us soon,' you say and pull away. 'Astrariel keeps asking about you.'

'Well, maybe soon,' he chuckles. 'Take care, [Y/N].'

You nod at him. A few Clones walk to you.

'Your Highness, there's a slight delay, but you'll be able to leave soon,' one says.

'Thank you… Rex, was it?' you ask. The Clone smiles.

'Yes, Your Highness,' he confirms.

'[Y/N] is fine,' you say. 'Anakin has told me how much he values you. And how you try to keep him out of trouble. For that alone you are my friend.'

'Well, he doesn't always make it easy,' Rex chuckles. You start talking pleasantly with him and other Clones. Obi-Wan uses this moment to walk to Skywalker.

'Anakin… what is it exactly between you and [Y/N]?' he asks quietly. His friend looks at him, puzzled.

'What do you mean?' he asks. Kenobi looks at him.

'You smile like an idiot when you're talking to her,' he explains. The younger Jedi scowls.

'I don't think that's a crime,' he says, annoyed.

'No… but as your friend I'm worried about you… and your feelings,' Obi-Wan says.

'Don't worry, master, I remember my vows,' Anakin says bitterly after a moment. He walks away from still worried Kenobi and walks to you. The older Jedi watches with concern as you talk briefly and hug. Then, you wave at them all again and hurry to your ship. You're gone once more. But this time Obi-Wan sees the longing in his friend's eyes is bigger and more visible.

A year has passed since the Clone Wars have started. The moment the ships lands, Anakin jumps out of it and sprints. He hears Ahsoka shouting at him to stop but he can't. Not yet. He has to know. He needs to see you. Make sure you're okay.

When they were informed the Separatists have attacked the planet you and your father have been visiting, his heart stopped. He ignored the orders to come back and restore strength after the last mission and hurried to the rescue. The moment they left the hyperspace they saw the Separatists running away. But you haven't been responding to his calls.

Finally, he sees you. You're on the market, helping to patch up the wounded, even though you're clearly not in the best shape either. You must sense him somehow, because you suddenly look up and meet his eyes. Your posture relaxes but you don't walk to him.

'Anakin, thank the gods,' he hears a familiar voice. He turns his head and sees Andrrei walking to him. He's bruised, dirty and bloody, but seems all in all okay.

'Your Majesty, I'm pleased to see you,' the Jedi says, relieved.

'Oh, that droids were no match for our combined forces,' the King assures him. 'But we… we got hit hard. There are many dead. Even more wounded. My daughter is one of them. Maybe since you're here, you'll be able to convince her someone has to take a look at her.'

'I'm on it, Your Majesty,' Anakin says, bows and hurries to you.

'Princess [Y/N], I insist you let yourself be examined by a medical droid,' C-3PO says the moment Skywalker is close enough to hear your conversation.

'I will after I finish here,' you assure him.

'Princess [Y/N], you've done enough for everyone here,' the droid insists, distressed. 'Now you must take care of yourself.'

'In a moment, C-3PO,' you dismiss him. The Jedi shakes his head and shows up right in front of you, blocking you the setting sun. You look up and freeze. He crosses his arms, a scowl on his face. You gulp.

'Hello, Anakin,' you say. 'I wasn't aware they sent you to help us.'

'They didn't,' he denies, confusing you. 'But even though I see you've managed without us, it's a good thing I'm here. Threepio is right, [Y/N]. Someone has to see you.'

'I am fine,' you insist, forcing a smile. 'There's no need to worry.'

He stares at you for a long time. Something flickers in his eyes. Oh… he has an idea.

'If you pass out from unchecked wound, you won't be able to help people,' he points out. You stare at him, not at all impressed. Because, damn him, he's right.

'I hate you,' you say and stand up with as much dignity as you can. He smirks, satisfied.

'You know you don't,' he teases you. You shake your head with a smile. You let him and C-3PO take you to a medical droid. He examines you right away and patches up your wounds.

'Why didn't you want to come here?' Skywalker asks when the droid disappears for a moment. You bite your lip.

'Because I'm forced to sit and do nothing,' you answer. 'And there are so many people who need help.'

'Others can help them,' he says. 'You're one of the victims as well. You must let others take care of you.'

'But I want to help,' you insist. 'I… I hate feeling useless.'

You blink quickly and look away. The Jedi frowns and kneels in front of you. He cups your face and dries away your tears. You close your eyes and lean into his touch.

'Tell me what's bothering you,' he asks quietly. You flinch. You open your eyes and melt at the pleading look in his eyes. You gulp.

'During the battle… I was stuck in baths with a few others,' you start. 'We were… almost naked… and very defenseless. Our way out was blocked. The soldiers outside could only stop the droids from coming inside until the reinforcements arrived. People were dying. And I was stuck, with no way to help. After we got out, I tried to make up for it. Hence so many injuries. I basically ran into the battle without a strategy.'

'You had nothing to make up for,' Anakin says strongly and grabs your arms strongly. 'Listen to me. I agree, being helpless is… terrible. But when it overcomes us, we can only accept it and do our best to survive. So we could help when we can. You did that. No one is blaming you for all the deaths.'

You flinch. He saw through you so easily. He realized what's going in your mind. Because he knows you so well. He smiles slightly and you sigh after a moment. You rest your forehead on his. You both close your eyes and for a moment allow yourself to bask in each other's presence, the comfort of the other.

'How did we get here?' you whisper without moving. 'Why, of all the people in the universe, did you and I seek comfort in one another?'

'Honestly, I don't know,' Anakin murmurs. 'But I like to think that the universe brought us together for a reason. That we're supposed to help each other grow into the people were always meant to become.'

You open your eyes and he does the same a second later. You smile at each other.

'That was very beautiful,' you say.

'What, you didn't know I'm secretly a poet?' he asks, grinning. You laugh and press your face in his chest. He hugs you tight, breathing in your scent.

Later he is ordered to take you to your assigned bedroom for a break. He gives orders to Ahsoka and others, then takes you to the chambers. Your maid and C-3PO are to join you there soon.

'So, why are you here?' you ask when you're inside. 'If the Council didn't give you such order?'

He doesn't answer. You turn and see him standing to you to the side, moving his fingers nervously. You look at him, puzzled.

'Anakin?' you prompt him.

'I was ordered to come back to Coruscant,' he says, surprising you. 'We just had a harsh battle and were tired. But I couldn't just return to the Temple and rest while you… were needing my help.'

'In the end the droids weren't a match for us,' you say after a beat. 'I assume the Council has sent someone else to help.'

'Yeah, and as you can see, they're still not here,' he snarls. He clenches his fists. You stare at them, then look up at him again.

'I imagine my father has called the Coruscant to inform them the attack has been a failure and the troops have been sent somewhere else, where they are more needed,' you guess.

'But they still could have helped!' he argues. 'They… they should have come faster…'

'They must have been far away,' you say and chuckle. 'And I imagine they haven't been flying like you.'

'They should have,' he says grimly. 'What if… if you…'

Your expression softens. You get it. He was worried about you. He was scared you…

'Anakin,' you say softly. 'I am fine.'

'You nearly weren't,' he says, his voice breaking a little. 'And if you weren't… If you…'

You exhale shakily. You bite your lip and think carefully about your next words.

'I am very protected, 24/7,' you say slowly. 'I feared for my life today, but I know I was safe. But… if there comes a day I will… not make it-'

'Stop it,' Skywalker interrupts you harshly, turning his back to you.

'- then you will have to move on,' you finish strongly. He freezes. Your words have clearly shocked him.

'You… what?' he asks with disbelief. You gulp.

'I know the Jedi Code forbids attachments,' you say. 'And while you… While there are special circumstances regarding you, since you've been a Jedi since you were nine… you will still have to say goodbye to me and move on… if something happens to me. I'd hate it if I was the reason you lost your Jedi way.'

'Don't you get it?' he asks, finally turning to you. You're surprised by pain and passion on his face. You take a step back.

'I can say goodbye to everyone else, but not you,' he says and looks at you softly. 'Not you…'

Your heart starts beating faster. Like a warning. You tense.

'Of course, you can,' you say and force a smile. 'I'm not more special than anyone else.'

'You are,' he says softly. You freeze.

'What do you mean?' you ask. But deep down you feel you shouldn't have asked that.

'I don't know where I stand with you,' he says, slowly walking towards you, his eyes locked on yours, 'nor do I know what I mean to you. All I know is that every time I think of you, I want to be with you.'

Your eyes go wide. Oh, you have a bad feeling about it…

'Stop,' you beg him. 'Don't say anything else, please.'

He stops right in front of you. You look at him, scared. But his gaze is calm. He has made a decision. He has to say it. He's tired of hiding it. Damn the Council and the Code.

'You look at me, I look at you and something happens,' he says, taking your hands in his. 'I feel like myself more than I ever have. I feel like I belong and for the first time… I am free.'

'Don't…' you whisper with tears in your eyes. He smiles softly at you.

'I love you,' he says and it feels as if the burden has been lifted from his shoulders. But for you it's exactly the opposite. You stare at him, shocked. Finally, you free your hands from his grasp.

'We can't,' you say, your voice flat. He looks at you with confusion. You gulp.

'Didn't you hear what I just say?' you ask, feeling as if something sharp was squeezing your chest. 'I don't want to be the reason you break the Jedi Code.'

'Damn the Code,' he says and opens his mouth to say more. But you put your finger on his lips, silencing him.

'Don't say that,' you say. 'It exists for a reason. I'm sure they've warned you against… against falling in love.'

'What I feel for you can't be wrong,' he insists with passion. You take a step back. But he grabs you by your arms, startling you.

'You're the only one who understands me,' he says, pleading you with his eyes. 'I… I can't deny my feelings any longer. Everything you've done for me-'

'Everything I've done I did because you're my friend,' you interrupt him and he gives you a look as if you've just slapped him. 'There… there was never anything more in it.'

'Never?' he repeats after a beat. Something in you screams at you not to answer it. But you have to. For the good of you both.

'Never,' you confirm. You stare at each other for a long moment. You see when exactly his features twist into anger. He lets go of you and takes a step back.

'Forgive me, Your Highness,' he says bitterly. 'I've spoked out of line. I won't bother you ever again.'

'Anakin-' you start, reaching for him. But he turns swiftly and hurries out of the room. You want to run after him. To calm him down. But your feet are rooted to the spot.

Outside, a moment later, Skywalker bursts out of the building, startling the ones near it. Rex and Ahsoka notice him and walk to him.

'All done, master,' Tano reports. 'What do you want us-'

'We're leaving,' he interrupts her, startling her. 'We're already in trouble as it is.'

His padawan and captain want to ask more, but he marches past them to their ship. They exchange a bewildered look and look at Andrrei. He's looking after the Jedi Knight with a frown on his face. Ahsoka looks at him apologetically, ashamed her master didn't even say goodbye to the King. But your father smiles at her and waves his hand. So, she runs after the Clones.

Lanash and C-3PO enter your room hesitantly. You have no doubt they saw how Anakin has rushed out of your room.

'My lady?' your maid asks quietly. 'Is… everything all right?'

'Can you prepare a bath for me?' you ask after a beat, not wanting to lie to them but also not wanting to discuss it. You turn your back to them and walk to the window.

'Certainly, my lady,' Lanash says a second later and heads to the bathroom. Threepio lingers.

'Princess [Y/N]?' he asks. 'Has… has something happened between you and Master Anakin? He… he seemed to be agitated.'

'Nothing,' you respond, your voice emotionless. 'Nothing happened.'

He doesn't believe you, but understands the message and follows your maid. You focus on the view outside. Your eyes are glued to the ship that belongs to Skywalker. You watch it start, get into the air and fly away.

You feel tears on your cheeks. You try to tell yourself it's because you fear you've just lost your best friend. But deep down… your heart knows it's broken for a different reason.

Thank you for reading! I'm sorry for ending like that, but I promise everything will work itself out. Let me know your thoughts! Reblog, like and comment if you could. Every comment makes my day!

This can also be found on Archive of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60214684/chapters/154090621

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lyrenminth · 9 months ago

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Quiet love 2/?

For this chapter I highly recommend to listen Ariana's song - we can't be friends - to get in the mood

And yet, Justin wasn't the type to make a move. So, you were screwed up.

"I had a great night" you said, heading toward your room. "What are you plans tomorrow?"

"I'm gonna go golfing with the guys"

You nodded.

"Have fun"

"We can have dinner here" he added.

"Yeah, sounds good"

And the sudden thought caught off guard. Did his friends knew about you? Tate knew because it was obvious. But people here in LA knew?

"Justin, your friends know about me?" you asked, regretting it at the moment.

He frowned, confused.

"What do you mean?"

"Your friends in L.A, not in Eugene"

"I don't think they care or why they should know?"

"Because it makes me feel unwelcome. The fact the you prefer to hide our friendship"

"That's not true" he argued "I don't want nosey people in my life, our friendship is something I treasure"

"And what's wrong with people knowing about me?"

"I want privacy in my life"

"I'm not going to spill anything"

"It's not about that!" he raised his voice, frustrated. You flinched and he ran his hand through his hair with exasperation. "The fanatics are crazy. And I don't want people stalking you, telling you insults and threatening you when things aren't pretty during the season"

You stayed in silence. You were arguing before bed again. How funny.

"I'm not talking about the fans, I'm talking about your teammates, people you know here in L.A"

He gulped, and crossed his arms against his wide chest.

"Mmm it's not common to present a friend" he said, suddenly shy "Only girlfriends and wives"

"Only...oh" you felt dumb, of course you wanted a space reserved for another person.

You let out a sigh. You were so stupid.

So, so stupid.

"Well, that's clarifying" you said, trying not to cry.

Really? Crying because your friend is your friend and gives you friend treatment? Then why...why he does those things that confuse your brain? Why he treats you so nice, invite you dinner and let you stay all the time you want? Made you feel wanted and loved?

You felt your eyes burn and blinked to keep the tears away.

"Are you ok?" he said, worried getting closer to you. You gave a step back, and he looked hurt.

"Yeah, it's...summer allergies I think"

"You don't have allergies"

"Mmm L.A weather is intense" you changed the topic. You looked at your room's door and bite your lip "I'm tired, see you tomorrow"

"Wait..." he call you but you were closing the door already.

Needless to say you couldn't sleep so much that night.

You couldn't stop thinking about what would happen if you tell him the truth. You dreamed about him a lot. You dreamed about his affections changing its course and realizing it has been you the whole time. You wanted to be his special person because he was yours. He was yours since childhood. He was yours since the gave you a Star Wars band-aid when you scraped your knee playing or when you searched for frogs during your walks in Oregon. He was yours during the Christmas exchange, and the family meetings. And what would you do with all your affection if he said no?

The thought made you cry harder.

You were bleeding your love at 3 am.

The next day, you avoided him like a plague. Yes, it was childish and immature but you couldn't look him in the eye without feeling a turmoil of emotions inside you, good and bad. If you dare to look at him you would started crying or threw him a shoe. You went straight to work, and since you seemed in distress you co-worker, Lydia asked you what's up.

You tell the story, his name was omitted in purpose. All the emotions, his behavior, your confusion, your friendship. At the end of your story, she wasn't happy.

"I'm sorry, but I think you should put your big girl pants and ask him" she said, sounding rational "it's not healthy for you staying in a situation like that. Pretty cool of him letting you stay, but if it's something bothering you, you should talk to him. The worse thing that can happened it's knowing you can't prolonged that situation anymore"

"How am I suppose to do that?"

"Hey, I think I catch feelings for you but we really haven't spoke about it so tell what do you feel so I can make decisions "

"I'm not brave like that " you regretted.

"You must, baby. You are dying in a "what if"

"But he is my friend, I don't want to lose him" it was true, you had so much story.

"It's better for you. You deserved to be loved by someone without limitations"

You were crying at that point, feeling pathetic.

"If he says no, where am I going to stay?"

"I have a friend who is looking for a roommate, the apartment it's closer to work, so you don't need a car" she said, compassionate about you.

"Can you send me the number?" you cried.

"Yeah"

When you arrived at the house he was in the kitchen which surprise you because you purposely took the longer route. He should be sleeping by now. WHY HE WASN'T SLEEPING?

You said the driest "hi" and went to your room. You felt his stare burning your skin. Your heart beating so fast you were scared of having a heart attack.

You changed your clothes for something more comfy, you grabbed a book and sat on your bed to start reading. You were two chapters in when Justin knocked your door.

"Come in"

He appeared, in grey pants and a blue shirt.

"If you are hungry there tacos and soup" he said "Keenan's wife made it"

"Thank you" you said, still reading your book. Words didn't make sense but it was better than look at him because it was painful. He leaned at the door.

"Can we talk?" he asked. You stomach twisted.

You feelings were to intense after the talk with Lydia, but what she said it was true. You were dying of uncertainty.

"About what?"

"About...us" he replied.

You gulped, and it was like passing a stone through your throat.

"Okay"

He moved again, somehow staying in the same position. He put his hands in his pockets then decided it was better to cross his arms. You waited patiently.

"Are you mad at me?" you sighed.

"No, Justin" your voice was soft but firm. Good.

"Yesterday you were mad" he stated, you didn't blink. "What did I do?"

"Nothing" you felt like someone was cutting through your chest to get your heart out. "I'm more annoyed with myself than with you"

"Why?"

Why it was so difficult to talk about it?

"I misinterpreted our situation" you voice trembled and you cursed at yourself for being so weak around this man.

His face was blank. The same face he puts when a journalist ask a stupid question.

"How so?"

Oh, dear. If you could only talk without fucking crying. It was happening, wasn't it? Revealing your feelings and potentially losing a friend.

You were so scared.

You deserve a love without limitations.

"Gosh, Justin. I came here, you lend me your car, you bought me pickles, you treat me like more than a friend and then you say you want me to stay..." saying it out loud made you feel worse. It was nothing, it was kindness. It was friendship, wasn't it? "I... I know we haven't seen each other in years so I thought...I thought that you may feel something for me as I feel for you"

His throat bubbled. His gaze was on the floor.

Of course, how could you forgot? He was a man.

"I don't know what to say" he started. "You know, my work, my life is very different from yours"

What the actual fuck? What was he trying to say? Was a Mr Darcy type of proposal?

"Justin tell me the truth, do you like me back? Yes or no?" You asked, getting angry. You didn't deserved such disrespect. If he didn't like you back, well you would deal the heartbreak but prolonging these feelings until the end of season and beyond was madness.

"I'm not sure" he replied, you almost didn't hear him.

But it was all you needed to know. You exhaled deeply, feeling all the emotions at once. Luckily your face remain blank, you grabbed the sheet with such force your knuckles turned white.

"I guess... that's ok" you looked at your watch only to see it wasn't night yet. "Well, I'm going to continue with my original plans" you opened your book again trying to play it cool not reading a damn word "If you need something send a message"

"What do you mean?"

You raised your eyebrows in confusion.

"By original plans?" he prompted.

"Moving out, I mean" you replied not glancing once. You were acting petty, but he just said he didn't like you back. Of course you were ashamed, angry and desesperately in love.

"Oh, alright" he looked around, not even giving you a glance.

His short answer was like a stab in your heart. Sometimes he was so cruel, but he had the right to feel what he was feeling too. You could not force him to like you and that was even worse. Your eyes were burning, tears blurring your vision.

"Good night" he had the audacity to say before leaving.

And when he closed the door, was like closing all the posibilities you had to be something for him. Throwing years of friendship only because you misread him.

And you felt so so stupid. Of course you were only his friend. How could you even think to be more than a friend? He was Justin Herbert, young, rich, athletic. He had all the options in the world, why he would settle for you?

You started crying, leaving all those emotions out.

Just another sleepless night.

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The Maraurders & The Metamorphic Witch (Part 13)

Words: 1.8k Warning: None Pronouns Used: She/Her - Use of Y/N

Things seemed to quiet down in Gryffindor Tower as the summer holidays approached. However, the same couldn't be said outside of it. Allegra and her group of friends had quickly built a reputation, a bad one at that. Their ideas of "jokes" often resulted in tears or things only the group of girls found funny, although they ceased to see amusement in any of it the moment the same logic was turned on them, normally by the Marauders, although Severus had occasionally done it in defense of Lily.

"You guys promise to write over the holidays?" asked Isolde, a soft tone to her voice as she looked around her group of friends. From the boys who so often caused mischief to the girls, she shared a dorm with. Sure, not all of them got along, but at least it wasn't World War Three. Lily and James were often going back and forth about something, with James all but pining after Lily and the fiery redhead ignoring him in favor of her friendship with Severus. The Marauders had bestowed each other with little nicknames and slowly started to find themselves over the last year. Their friendship had grown, and each had started to notice those around them more.

"Who else am I going to pester?" asked (Y/N) with a mischievous grin. "Plus, you know Hunter is gonna send letters, too," she added, as laughter rang from her lips. Isolde's cheeks heated up with a pinkish/red highlight as she was reminded of her friends knowing about her dating life.

"You can pester me," commented Sirius as he came to sit next to (Y/N), Remus squashing himself between (Y/N) and Marlene with a victorious grin. Marlene smiled sweetly as she reached for a bowl of her favorite jelly.

"Save me the nightmares and just date already," commented James, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose before pulling out the parchment once stashed away in the inside pocket of his robes. "Wait, where's Lily? Didn't she come down with you girls?" he asked, ruffling his hair as if to give the illusion he'd just stepped off his broom again.

"Careful Prongs, your image is slipping," replied Peter, as if to poke fun at one of his best friends. Once again, he wore his favorite striped sweater, the one with Gryffindors colors.

"What image is that exactly?" asked Marlene, a playful grin appearing across her lips before the laughter escaped her. James could only send her a deadpan glare, although a smile soon cracked through. Of course, the girls would take the opportunity to poke fun at him; he'd done the same over the school year, particularly in the quiet moments.

"The poet?" questioned (Y/N).

"I was thinking the lady's man ... you know, the one with the terrible flirting," commented Isolde with her own smile.

"Be serious, guys," started Remus, happy to join in the fun. "Peter obliviously meant the bookworm image James had been working on over the year."

"And here I thought it was the star Quidditch Player and Master Mischief Maker one," voiced Sirius.

"You guys are hurting my feelings," declared James, "Peter clearly meant my tough guy image. I can't help but care for you lot, even when you are experimenting and blowing things up regularly."

"Come now, I hardly blow anything up these days. It's more boogy traps and pranks," replied (Y/N) with a small chuckle. "And helping you four with all your witchy needs when the time calls for it," she added, her smile unmoved as her eyes sparkled that little bit more.

"Or in detention," replied Peter quickly, receiving another chuckle from (Y/N), and she nodded in confirmation and pointed over as if to declare he was right.

"Ow!" exclaimed Isolde as something collided with the side of her head. Looking at the table, she was met with a screwed-up piece of parchment that appeared to have tape wrapped around it. However, when she picked it up, it seemed heavier than normal, as if something had been hidden inside it, perhaps a stone or a smaller rock.

Peter let out a tiny, scared squeak the moment his eyes landed on the group of girls set on terrorizing the castle, him included. He'd still yet to get over Samantha's claim of dating. Nor had he been able to shake the rumors of such the rest of the girls had been spreading. Despite his best efforts, the young wizard has yet to work out what they want from him. He couldn't offer them anything, he wasn't popular, there was nothing special about him. He was just another pureblood wizard, terrified of being alone and the brewing war; he just wanted to live his days at Hogwarts, learn to be a wizard, and figure out what he wanted to do when he left school.

"You okay, Peter?" asked Hunter upon joining the group and taking Lily's place. As was the norm, the redhead girl sat on the opposite side of the hall with Severus. There was little doubt the two were making plans for the holidays. The same thing he did with his friends from Hufflepuff and with Isolde. At least when the family wasn't on trips, whether to muggle amusement parks or attend family functions.

"I still don't get it," said James as he looked between the Wolffe siblings. He could see the similarities and features they shared—everyone could—yet they were so different everywhere else. One was a well-rounded fifth-year student, popular and smart, and a seeker for Hufflepuff, a school prefect. The other was a mischievous third-year, clumsy but incredibly smart, a thorn in the side of professors and fellow students alike but a brilliant chaser for Gryffindor's Quidditch team.

"Get what?" asked Remus, allowing curiosity to get the better of him. He soon understood the comment when he followed James' line of sight as it flicked between Hunter and (Y/N).

"(Y/N)'s a metamorphagi, so she's naturally more clumsy, mischievous, and curious. Mom and Dad neutered it and encouraged us both to be who we are," answered Hunter, reaching to tighten his red bandana, waving to a few students of his own year when they passed. "Mom always said the mischief came from Dad's side of the family," laughed Hunter, recalling his parents' back-and-forth comments, normally as part of their banter.

"Can't believe I'm only just asking this, but what do your parents do?" asked Sirius, asking the question he was sure Marlene, Isolde, or Lily would have asked long before now. Yet none of the boys had; it hadn't even crossed his mind to ask. Mainly because his own parents did little with all their free time; his mother rattled around the large house yelling about something; his father would be holed up in the office, attempting to write some book he'd been working on for years.

"Mom's a potions master, and Dad's a magizoologist," replied (Y/N). "I get my curiosity about potions from her. There was always a bang or two when Mom was in the basement. A couple of smoke clouds on the odd occasion," she laughed as she remembered her mom calling. She was fine from the basement when something exploded.

"That explains a lot," commented Peter. "You know we should all meet up sometime during the holidays," he added, his eyes lighting up at the idea. Sirius, Remus, and James were his best friends, but the girls were also close to him. Hunter, too, was growing on him. He didn't appear often, but when he did, it was easy to get along with him, as if it had been with (Y/N) before that.

"Good idea," started Isolde, a soft grin coming to her lips as she nudged Hunter gently as if saying she'd be happy to spend more time with him. "You lot can swear me in on your secret plans," she laughed. "Lily, too, if we can ever get her back."

"Secret plans?" asked Hunter, his attention quickly turning to his little sister again, just in time to see her ruffle Sirius's fluffy hair. It didn't seem to stop him from playing with her ever-changing locks, though. Instead, the pure-blood wizard flicked it on occasion before ruffling hers with a grin.

"I think they mean the mischievous ones," replied Remus, knowing several plans were in place to cause more havoc and chaos during the following school year. Old Filch and the wicked witches Allegra had joined were the main targets, along with the odd Slytherin and anyone else who just happened to walk into the firing zone, whether that be a professor or a student.

"Sure, it wasn't the laughing potion and snapping quill one?" asked Marlene in response, seeing utter confusion pass over James and Peter's features, much to the amusement of Sirius and (Y/N) when they finally paid attention.

"Am I invited to your little pity party?" asked Allegra as she waltzed over to collect the screwed-up piece of paper with the rock tightly bound inside. She and her new friends had hoped to transfigure it into something else, something Isolde was terrified of, but it hadn't worked out that way. Every attempt had failed to hit its target.

"Who's the Pumpkin Head over there?" asked Isolde, looking over to where Allegra's friends were gathered, only to see one of them with a Pumpkin Head, two of them struggling to move with jelly legs, and another two dangling upside down, as if an invisible line was holding them there. The other wasn't fairing any better, as it appeared as if her front teeth were growing larger by the second.

"Process of elimination, I'd say that was Ulrica," replied James.

"Snape and a few of his buddies are being idiots again," angrily spoke Allegra, missing Hunter's quiet sniggers, as if he knew the group of Slytherin boys weren't entirely responsible, at least not for all of it. Another two charms hit her before Allegra could continue with her rant or make the rude demands of those before her. One had a white shimmer to it, and the other had a blue spark. The first locked her legs together, causing her to tumble forward, whereas the other was by far the worst for Allegra, a singing charm.

"Hunter" called (Y/N), as she tried to contain her laughter.

"I'll hold my hands up to the Pumpkin Head, but the rest I'm surprisingly innocent of," replied Hunter, spotting Regulus and Mason giggling among their group of friends while pointing to the larger group of girls.

"I guess you two rubbed off on Mason and Regulus," Marlene commented with a chuckle. She finds her brother's actions sweet in a way, although she feels as if she should be protecting him. He seemed determined to get payback on her bullies, particularly Allegra, who'd tormented her throughout their second year.

"I'm so proud right now," said Sirius, although he'd unlikely say that in front of his parents. He would happily say it to Regulus before the train home reached Kings Cross.

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