#annastasia au

[gingersnappe-9]

In a Crowd of Thousands: Together Soon (18, Finale)

Din Djarin/Mando X Fem!OC || Star Wars/The Mandalorian Universe

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Luke stood quietly in the garden, listening to the sounds of the water fountains trickling, the hush hush of the leaves rustling in the circulating air. He often meditated in the garden. The thrum of the teaming plant life allowed him to center himself, he could appreciate the light even as he felt the subtle decay of a dying leaf, or an insect reaching the end of its fleeting life. This he knew all without even having to open his eyes. His connection to the force was always strongest when he found himself surrounded by nature. Perhaps it was his time with Master Yoda that sparked this connection during his brief training on Dagobah. Luke had unconsciously modeled his training spaces after the environment. Really it was the balance. Nature always balanced itself, whether untouched or disturbed, found a way. 

He’d seen ancient ruins – once hubs of grand and thriving civilizations – overrun with greenery and vegetation from lack of containment. Even his rather quaint garden needed tending to. The trees would stretch too far to the glass ceiling, threatening to break through, so they were trimmed back. A flower withering in the shade needed to be moved to a spot with direct sunlight in order for it to grow. But for as much attention as the space needed, it reciprocated in kind. Luke could find peace in the space. A moment of solitude, a place to just be. 

But he was not there for one such moment. 

Ava had just walked in. 

“Master Skywalker.” 

He smiled, and opened his eyes. “Ava. How many times have I told you, you can call me Luke.” He turned and faced his sister, “I am your brother after all.” 

Ava smiled. “I guess I still have a lot of catching up to do on the whole sibling thing.” 

“I suppose. But I know I speak for both Leia and myself when I say that we’re looking forward to it.” 

The pair of them shared the sight of one another with fondness. They had grown closer in their short time together, and their bond was only strengthened once Ava’s true identity came to light. But Luke couldn’t help but feel a twinge in his heart. Ava wasn’t just his sister. She was his student. One of his very few. The young master had in fact trained his twin sister to walk the way of a Jedi Knight – Leia had even crafted a lightsaber of her own – but there were other forces at work preventing her from taking any further step along that path. So, standing before his youngest sister, Luke couldn’t help but wonder. 

Ava showed immense promise and progressed quickly with the limited training she’d undergone. Luke was both impressed and a bit disturbed at her skills during the recount of her fight with Moff Gideon. He witnessed, through her memories, as she managed to destroy a kyber crystal chamber. He felt her anger, how darkness bled into her being like blood soaking a cloth, then retreated. She had an innate connection to the force. Ava was clearly a devoted student, but even as he looked upon his sister, he couldn’t help but wonder. 

“Ava,” Luke thought out loud, “You’ve come very far in the brief time we’ve known one another. Both as a person and as a student of the Jedi teachings.” His youngest sister smiled sheepishly at his compliment. “You show real promise. But I must be honest with you, to walk the way of a Jedi is not a trivial task. ” 

Her brows furrowed. “What do you mean?” 

“I’m saying I’d like to take you on as a student, permanently. You and Grogu. Teach you the ways of the Jedi and the force, help you hone your senses and skills. All so that one day, you may become a Jedi in your own right.” 

Her eyes widened with wonderment, her lips parted ever so slightly as she pulled in a breath. “You think I could become a Jedi?”

He knew exactly how she was feeling. It seemed not too long ago, when he was just about her age, that his life changed. His entire concept of the galaxy was altered and Luke saw himself in a new light. “Yes.”

Luke loved the way a smile broke out across her face, all teeth and high cheeks, just like Leia. 

“Would Mando be able to join us? I gathered there’s some history between Jedi and Mandalorians, but he seems to trust you. I’m sure he wouldn’t be a disturbance.” 

Luke pursed his lips. “Ava. If you came and trained with me, it would just be you, me, and Grogu. It wouldn’t be permitted for you to have contact or visit with anyone outside of training.”

Ava’s face shifted, she hid it well, but with the growing comfort of feeling supported, her emotions were harder and harder to mask. “So… I would have to leave him behind?”

 Luke, understandingly, explained further, “The Jedi separate ourselves from ordinary ways of being. We do not hold value in monetary possessions or gains, but most notably, it is the Jedi way to refrain from the conventional ways of emotional attachment.” 

Neither of them spoke for a moment. 

“So,” Her voice was incredibly demure and quiet, “If I were to go with you – become a Jedi – I would have to give up everything. I wouldn’t see Leia… or Mando.” 

Luke walked forward and gently took his sister’s hand in his own. They looked into one another’s eyes and let their connection through the force fill their beings. “It’s not that emotional connection is bad, it is encouraged to grow bonds, in fact. But what can become dangerous is our attachment, or even obsession, with those bonds. Our feelings can cloud our judgment and cause us to act irrationally. As Jedi, it is the goal to achieve a sense of enlightenment and balanced understanding of the force and ways of the galaxy around us. If we are tethered to something, or someone, we may be unable to move forward in higher pursuits.”

Ava stood there, aged from recent experiences, but all the wiser. She did not protest to what many would, and have, called unfair. Luke could see the rational and reasoning beginning to spin in her mind, like galaxies slowly tumbling together to create a new existence entirely. Her countenance was still. Luke knew this was a difficult decision. He would often watch passersby walking arm in arm, the way a small child would teeter over to their parents leg, all of the meaningful connections he did not have the means to engage in. Yes, he had family, they would always be his family whom he loved and would cherish, but that was where it stopped. There was so much he had yet to learn, so much he was willing to teach. It was his path.

“Ava, it is your choice. I cannot make it for you. But I want you to know it is entirely up to you. The lives we lead are the ones we choose for ourselves.” 

The lights and systems powered on with a soft hum and welcoming glow. The holo-images along the walls flickered in their loops with familiar faces. Leia stepped into her office just as the sun was beginning to rise over the skyline of Canto Bight with a new photo to display and an empty space on her desk.

The frame was simple. It stood proudly on the relatively bare surface, but it made Leia smile like no other picture could. It was of Leia and her sweet sister. They were seated in the garden, smiling and laughing at whatever joyful memory they had recalled together. The sun was speckled across Aurie’s cheeks, accentuating the curves of her face, the frame of her smile. Her hair was down in loose waves with a flower crown they’d made earlier. Leia was astounded that she was able to see that smile again – Her sister and mother’s smile all wrapped in one. Too caught up in the simplistic happiness of the photo, Leia nearly missed a small holo-puck sitting in the center of her desk. 

Leia sat down and opened the message. Before her appeared Ava with those same waves of hair and kind eyes. 

“Hello Leia. I know this might seem a bit strange, I must be honest, I was nervous whether or not this was the best decision. But after a great deal of thinking, I know it’s what’s best for me. 

Luke has shared with me his plans to build an academy and start a new Jedi temple. He wishes to gather worthy students to train as padawans of the Jedi Order. Leia… he told me in earnest that he thinks I could become a Jedi Knight. He even wants to train Grogu, can you believe it? The little bug can barely hold a cup on his own but he’s strong enough to wield the force… 

But Leia, I know you understand what that means. I cannot pretend to understand what gave you reason to walk away from the ways of the Jedi, but I respect your strength. Maybe one day you’ll share your story, but that shall be your choice… as this decision is mine. I… I won’t be joining Luke. 

Much like you, I guess, I have other reasons to not walk that path. 

I was alone for so long. No memories to comfort me, nothing but wild-fantasies and some beat up speeders to get me through my days. Then, some Mandalorians with a baby blew into my life and everything changed. I found you and Luke. Maker, I finally learned my real name.  I know how I came to find you again. A young boy saved me that day on Alderaan. He found me on the streets, brought me to a ship, put me in the pod once we realized mother and father were gone. 

I know the two of you spoke, but Leia, it was the Mando. He saved me, now in more ways than one. I know the truth now, my truth.” The holo of Ava stilled, for a moment. She smiled softly as she thought of her next words. Leia hardly needed to hear the whole message through to know what was in her sister’s heart. 

“So, my beautiful and strong sister. Wish me luck. I promise we’ll be together soon.” Ava smiled brightly and touched the necklace, their necklace, that fell on her chest. “I love you.” 

The final image of Ava stopped. Her sweet expression and relaxed posture perfectly held against time. A soft knock came from the door, and Leia’s assistant stepped through the doorway. She saw the holo-puck on the table top with the stilled image projecting. 

The woman, having known Leia for a few years, felt comfortable enough to say, “I take it the young miss has made her final decision?” 

Leia smiled at her knowingly.  

“Well, it seems like a perfect ending.” 

“No. It’s a perfect beginning.” 

A star flashed across the sky. There one moment, gone the next. It’s exact journey unknown, but oh, how it burned. Oh, how it was loved. 

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[princess-glassred]

So this post/au is 100% self indulgent and I don't expect it to get any attention, BUT hear me out:

Reddie Cinderella 3: a twist in time au.

Richie is prince charming, Eddie is Cinderella, Connor Bowers is Annastasia, Henry is Drizella, and Butch Bowers is a very drunk and violent lady Tremaine.

I just love the idea of Queen Maggie and King Wentworth heading to the dining hall as their son that's under a spell goes on and on about how Connor is his one true love and so perfect, only for them to open the doors and see Connor and Henry in the midst of this over the top food fight where they are basically assaulting each other and Maggie and Wentworth just look at each other like "Oh wow... he IS perfect for our son. No wonder he searched for him so hard.".

The wedding scene where Annastasia is literally pretending to be Cinderella through magically changing her appearance and Cinderella fucking BOOKS it to the palace in a tattered tuxedo would be very iconic with Reddie and Connor. Also the part where the prince flings himself out a window is already very Richie Tozier core.

[annabelle-creart]

💖Hi! My name is Annabelle Creart. You can call me Ann, Belle or Anna, I'm a self-taught artist and writer💖

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[kot-of-eden]

Pidge in Anastasia Au! I’m sure, there is somewhere another au like this And Bonus 

Yep, Lance is Dimitri It’s Plance au  (∩ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )⊃━☆ﾟ.*

[safekeeperscosm]

Have you ever thought about making a Shuffle AU on Amphibibabies, based on the AU with the same name by @twixstari? Now Sasha was adopted by the Plantars, Marcy by the toads, and Anne by the Newts. It would be interesting to see their dynamics.

I imagine Sasha is going to be like Hop Pop's rebellious teen granddaughter and has the typical sibling rivarly with Sprig, though I imagine she would get along well with Polly though.

I think Marcy and Grime' dynamic would be akin to Kratos and Artreus' relationship from GOW 2018. Marcy is a smart, resourceful, and cheerful daughter while Grime is a grumpy warrior dad who doesn't really connect with her which leaves their relationship strained but they really do care for each other.

Andrias, Olivia, and Yunnan all raised Anne which formed her character. Andrias got her to know when to have fun and let loose, Olivia taught her to be responsible, and Yunnan taught her how to fight and try to achieve more. All this made Anne the way she is today and incredibly loyal to the kingdom.

well no but these things are already happening by themselves at this point aren't they? it's just a matter of bringing them to my attention

I haven't had the time or brain capacity to check out the Shuffle AU but based on what you've proposed, works really well for me!

Sasha is absolutely that rebel kid and she would without a doubt bully (affectionate) her little brother but get along well with Polly

if Grime was the one to raise Marcy, she'd be called Mercy, but Percy & Braddock are Sasha’s parents in AU canon, so in the end it’s up to you with how she’d be raised, based on the living conditions I might have to look into the AU to get an idea on how Marcy thrives, since it’s more likely she gets homeschooled at Toad Tower, or you guys can just do that for me lmao

our dear Princess Anne Annastasia??? would have a title like “The Heart Of Newtopia�� and she might actually be aware of her dad’s plans OR be under the impression that what he’s doing are with good intentions, her relationship with Lady Olivia gives me the vibe that it’s similar to canAnne and Mrs Boonchuy

I'll call this the Young Calamity Shuffle AU, and to pair off with what's a very thought-out portray of characters by yourself that I very much admire, we can't forget other possibilities such as @amphibiasideblog 's Place Swap AU for example, which means we’ll have Marcy "Marshy" Plantar, Lieutenant Anne, and Princess Sasha Leviathan (I'm still figuring out possible names so I'm always open to suggestions)

you can read about it here to get an idea what they would be like because this is essentially the best case scenario (except for Anne oof)

[jojolovenotes]

For the TikTok thing here’s mine: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTdartJyy/

Guy in blue is Mista, guy with the pink hair is Narancia, and the one in the red hat is my OC Annastasia(pronounced ah-nuh-staw-zia, she goes by Anya for short and now I didn’t steal her design from the 90’s fox movie Anastasia 👀) and then the two guys working there are either Bruno and Abbacchio or Fugo and Abbacchio

It just works but it’s perfect bc whatever shenanigans are going on Anya wants to be a part of them and Giorno is just like “*insert sigh* I really had to fall for her of all people….” But he can’t help it bc they’re childhood friends(I’m such a sucker for that trope) and when she went back to Russia(bc she’s Slavic and her particular tribe is located in Russia) he missed her SO FUCKING MUCH that he sent Mista and Sheila to go find her in Russia and make sure she was doing well and try to get her to rejoin Passione. And she knows he must have sent them but just glosses over it bc she loves him 🥺

And when she does finally rejoin the gang, well most of them are shocked(everyone lives AU) cause she was the last one to rejoin so they were all like “awwwww man Anya’s probably not coming back” and the song Pumpkin by The Regrettes is so Bruno and Giorno when she leaves for Russia after the events of part 5, Bruno being the mom ofc *casually links song* https://open.spotify.com/track/3erMpGAv6cGCEcYcaE19p1?si=TRXce4zeQB-7MNmWdf84Rg

So uh yeah that’s my gush and submission for the TikTok thingy

TikTok Game 

Oh gosh not the emo music lksjdfds but aaah i see so it captures their dynamic well :P 

Wow yeah that’s a lot of interesting history. It’s always nice to learn about the lore for others ocs and ships :3 

[inv1s]

Violet Traux // Subversion AU 

Biological daughter of Helen Traux, Violet, 14, has never met her father or any of her mother’s partners really. Though she loves her mother dearly, she never felt close to her. As a freshman in high school, she is studious and makes sure to keep her grades in tip top shape. She aspires to be a journalist. As she is extremely timid and self-conscious, she spends most of her time online. She runs a fashion photography blog under the alias “visiblyYours”. Most of her social interactions come from playing MMORPGS ( she always plays a rouge ).

Extra:

Has very few actual friends but greatly cherishes the ones who choose to stick by her 

Still snarky and sarcastic but only with those she either detests or loves  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

A huge misfit who just wants to be invisible in the eyes of her peers 

Has been eyeing a certain girl from school, but she’s too scared to talk to her

Relationships: ( If you’d like one of the following, pre-established or not, please reply to this post with the corresponding emoji and I’ll dm you! ) 

😺 Friends! You two might be a bunch of weirdos, but a pack of weirdos are stronger together, amirite? You two have accepted each other’s strange quirks and are able to open up about anything on your minds! To name a few: Brooke ( @brookespages​ ), Annastasia ( @fxrebxrn​ ), Hat Kid ( @hatkidofficial​ )

👶 Found Family! You two share a bond deeper than friendship. Small arguments aren’t enough to shatter your relationship, and you two have each other’s backs ‘til the end of time.  To name a few: Balbok ( @tallorc​ ), Honey Lemon ( @limonadaquimica​ )

📖 Classmates! Whether a lab partner or the guy she sits behind, Violet has plenty of these! You two aren’t particularly close but Violet’ll know your name... she knows everyone’s names. To name a few: Badou ( @baddestdangerboy​ ), Ruby ( @therubestyidol​ ), Pit ( @kindledheart​ )

🖥️ MMORPG buddies! While you haven’t seen each other irl yet, you two may be part of the same guild or are simply friends that help each other out on quests and raids. To name a few: Waver William ( @vclours​ ), Ogata ( @anglerfishnabe​ ) 

Other! SOMBRA ( @empactivating ), Anda ( @underteika )

[notanniex]

I totally agree with you and I love this, but may i add an suggestion. An Annastasia AU where Caleb is anya, Mollymauk is Dmitry and Yasha is Vlad. Cause Caleb is obsessed with his passed and Mollymauk doesn't want anything to do with his.

really love the concept of a widowmauk anastasia au (molly as anya, caleb as dmitry, nott as vlad) except anya’s past is everything to her and molly does not give a shit and that’s a change in molly’s character that would have to be handled really delicately to succeed in an au

[halowinia-blog]

" Anna, j'ai un problème. Et j'ai besoin de parler. Tu veux bien m'écouter ? Je sais que tu aimes écouter mes histoires, alors ne te gène pas !

Ca fait du bien de parler quand on a de quoi se défausser.

Tu vois Annastasia, en ce moment je n'ai pas trop le moral. Le moral à quoi me demanderas-tu. Il me manque de l'immagination, il me faut une illumination, une lueure de génie, il me faut... Tu vois ce que je veux dire ?

Je pense qu'il me manque quelque chose. Quoi ? Pourquoi penses-tu tout de suite au trophée qui brillerai de mille feu entre mes blanches mains... Non ! L'or ce n'est pas assez. Il me faut Cuivre, Argent... Or pourquoi pas. Le beurre et l'argent du beurre ! Voilà ce qu'il me faut.

Tu trouves que je m'égare. Tu as probablement raison. Je le vois, ton regard perdu... Je voudrais ton imagination, ta fantaisie... Eclabousses-moi de toutes tes qualités s'il te plaît, j'en manque.

Je me sens seule en vérité. Si tu n'étais pas là, qui me dirait que je suis belle...? Tonnerre ! Une âme charitable peut-être. Ne me regardes pas comme ça. "

[mariko-23-blog]

Tu as dans le cœur des oiseaux Anna, Ils volent et t'emmènent haut, belle beauté que le monde vus d'en haut, Mais ils piquent ces oiseaux, Ils font de ta chaire des lambeaux, Pour toi ma belle Anna, Tout ce qui es beau te brûle, Les flammes des bonheurs te consument, Oui ma tendre, ma douce Oui mon Anna aimé de tous, Ce que tu donnes, ce que tu offres, Ce que tu fais pour être forte, Sont aussi le fardeau que tu portes, Ce qui te fait vivre te rend morte. Oui toi qui aime trop, Ma belle , Toi qui vit trop , Ma belle, Toi qui est furie et dans la nuit , toi qui sort les crocs, toi qui t'abandonnes, Ma belle, Entre le tout et le rien, perdu dans ton labyrinthe tu vas et tu viens ! Tu est divine au creux des reins! Alors merde, la furie ! Bondis ! Mon Anna meurtrie bouffes la vie! Et toi t'es pas comme moi, toi , tu sais que ici bas, 'faut aimer cent fois. Toi tu sais qu'il y a des étoiles au bout de tes doigts, et que le chagrin, ça va ça vient, c'est comme ça, Toi ma survivante, mon Anna, tu sais que ce qui fait mal fait du bien, Tas les yeux éternité, tu sais trop aimer, Tas le cœur cent fois brûlé, des faveurs de la vie. Ma tendre, ma douce, ma lionne, garde de toi de faire taire ce qui , en toi , rugit. Au fond dans l'histoire la conne aigris c'est moi. Moi qui ai desperé de la vie et qui ne croit plus en rien, moi qui ai perdu la main, qui me suis lassé du refrain, qui fait des fuck au destin, C'est moi qui ai déjà tout essayé, qui ai déjà tout vus, tout entendu, tout goûté, C'est moi l'enfant gâché, qui à oublié comment c'est d’exister. Oui toi qui aimes ce qui est foutu, oui toi qui vit l'instant déchus Toi t'es pas moi, même détruite, t'aimes encore ce qui peux t'arriver. C'est moi dans l’histoire qui vais tout gâcher, en ayant oublié que vivre c'est aimer. Anna ' belle, Anna celle qui croit touché l'divin, Anna cri dans son lit, la tête dans le coussin Anne'ésthésie au bout des seins, Annastasia quant elle chante, Anna'agen rentre en transe Annartiste, Anna'rchiste ,entre ces bontées et ces vices c'est ça là toute ça substance, et ces caprices et ces délices, et costumé en conssumances, et consummé, la décadance, elle sait toujours resté charmante. Anna qui aime quant c'est fort et que c'est vrai, Elle enchaîne, les naseaux au agai, et quant elle danse Anna , c'est toi qui pleurs, et quant elle pense Anna, elle s’envole ailleurs Et quant dans Anna c'est toi qu'as peur, tu sais que ce n'est pas toi l'charmeur. Anna la vie, c'est du whisky au p'tit matin, Anna folie quant elle s'enivre avec du vin, Le 'ptit champagne en soirée, pas b'soin d'lui pour la faire planer, Anna c'est joint dans ta bagnole, C'est l'soleil, c'est l'alcool, C'est les tatouages sur ces guibolles C'est l'ivresse de ne s'attendre à rien, quant elle baise et qu'elle picole et qu'elle ne croit plus en rien. Et putain qu'elle est belle, on dirait un soleil on dirait les étoiles dans les yeux, la bannière et la croix, et putain qu'est ce qu'on l’aime, c'est l'aube de la veille, on dirait la brisure dans nos voies. du poison dans nos veines. Tête dans les caissons, quant elle ce laisse porter, Ma belle Anna est torché, et quant elle rit au éclats, qu'elle éclate ta fierté, Anna furieuse au combat, toujours le point levé, Anne libre qui ce fait libertés, qui décolle, qui ce la colle, qui déconne, petite conne. Anna s'croit toute puissante, C'est une lutte pour féministe, Anna sait bien qu'elle est chiante, C'est une femme chimiste, puis tu crois qu'elle est volage, car on l'aime à tout âge, Mais Anna c'est la vérités, Mon Anna qui fait des carnages, Anna fait des naufrages. Maudite Anna belle. on a tous un Anna dans le cœur, qui nous bouffe de l'interrieur, cette fureur, cette Anna, qui chaque fois nous brise le cœur ça doit marcher comme ça, marcher au pas mon Anna, toi qui va de travers Anna quant qui ne va pas droit et qui ne va pas avec moi, sur ce chemin là. _Mariko_