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noramsblog · 1 year ago
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thegreatwicked · 7 months ago
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Your list is so impressive! 😭 can I ask for two? Padawan (of course), and I'm intrigued to know more about your originals! Would love a snip of "Not Your Fucking Grieving Widow"
Thanks love! Of course, you can! Let's start with Padawan!
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“Quite insatiable, aren’t you?” You didn’t answer him, laying your lips on the juncture of his neck and shoulder. 
“Shh, focus my Padawan,” You teased, you would have given anything to see the look on his face at your use of the title for him.
"And what do you suggest I focus on?" 
Obi-Wan fought to maintain his Jedi focus in this new unchartered territory but with your hands exploring his body and your lips on his neck, it was proving to be quite difficult. 
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to push away the desire that threatened to consume him. As unorthodox as what you were doing was he couldn’t deny there was something spiritual about it, the way your breathing and hearts were as one and the gentle peace and pleasure lapping at the two of you creating a sense of intimate connection that both thrilled and terrified him.
But then you pressed against him again and moaned softly in his ear, “So tense Master,”
The use of the title and the sensation of your heated skin against his caused a groan to escape from deep within him. And you brought your hands up and began to rub his shoulders. He tensed briefly but then began to relax under your touch,.
“Maybe I can help,” 
Obi-Wan's resolve started to crumble as your hands moved up his neck and through his hair. 
Despite knowing it was a game he wasn't meant to win, Obi-Wan continued trying to hone his focus through the age old tradition of Jedi meditation with this new twist, and for a few moments, he saw some measure of success. 
Peace enveloped him the same way your hands caressed his shoulders and strangely enough, he felt more calm than usual, his breathing deep and steady at least for a little while. 
His composure waivered as your lips brushed against his ear and you felt him shudder as your hands dipped down the front of his chest brushing against his muscles feeling them flex and shift beneath your touch and every so often he'd let out a tiny breath. 
He was doing a good job of remaining composed, that was until you reached the drawstring waistband of his trousers, that was when he truly lost himself.
Your fingers danced along the seam of muscle and cloth for a moment before slipping a finger underneath then another until your hand enveloped his quickly thickening cock and he let out a low moan.
"Concentrate, Master," you chided, your words dripping with seduction as you continued to stroke him, "Feel the power of the force pulsating through you, driving your desires." You threw emphasis on words like feel and pulsating in tandem with how you stroked him, being a merciless tease.
"Y-yes," he muttered as your grip grew firmer. 
This was more than just a game; with you by his side, guiding him with both mind and body, he felt more connected to the force than ever before.
His rigid posture began to falter and his hands balled into fists, "Can you feel it, Master."
A low rumble raced through his chest, "You really are testing my patience, Padawan." He said in a voice that vaguely sounded like a warning. 
"Forgive me, Master, let me make it up to you." You slipped two fingers inside yourself, gathering the wetness there while your other hand stroked him slower and your thumb smeared his precum around the head of his cock.
Your teeth found his ear and you nipped at him, "Padawan," He warned again in a lower tone, but whatever threats he had in mind never came. Before he moved again to make good on his tone, you brought your fingers to his lips, painting them in your wetness. 
He quickly took them into his mouth with a deep unadulterated moan, his rigid posture failed him and he relaxed into your grip while the sucked on your fingers. You were on cloud nine, loving how you had this warrior of a man unraveling before you. The sensual power over him was intoxicating.
The way his tongue danced over your fingers with a heated intensity that sent little pulses of warmth through your body straight to your core. "Faster?" You asked him a little more out of breath than you'd intended.
He groaned onto your fingers, and shook his head, "Slower." He commanded, releasing your fingers and one of his hands slipped behind your head, pulling you into a kiss, one you could taste yourself on. "More." He growled.
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Oh, I need to finish this one, don't I? Lord, the meditation sex trope, always good one. What crazy adventures will our Padwan and her Master get up to from here?? I'll tag you in the other one in a separate post for tagging purposes.
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legofanguy · 4 months ago
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Star Wars Oshecki week Padwans
A Star Wars The Acolyte fanfiction for @oshecki-week event Oshecki week day 1 For Light and Life.
In the Jedi Temple, Jecki is curious about the padwan brought before her as the Jedi said to her, "Jecki, this is Osha."
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writingwife-83 · 9 months ago
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On today’s episode of My Sweet Summer Child Reylo Supportive Husband, he turned to me this evening as we’re chilling on the couch and said incredulously, “there’s people who think the Reylo kiss was platonic!” 😳 I had to walk him through all the insanity lol.
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cynderrfell · 1 year ago
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they fucked up the characters already ok fine
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lovebugcody · 2 years ago
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dooku was way older than i realised. a real old ass mother fucker. because he had qui-gon as his padawan
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erxsxre-archived · 2 years ago
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Shinsou/ @vocalchvrds said: ☆  Getting them something they need before they ask for it. 
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The spring weather had been perfect for training, cool enough to not overheat and yet warm enough to not have the chill nip at fingers, it had been a vigorous morning of do's and don'ts with the capture scarf, giving the other a couple of motions to practice and go over while he napped beneath a cherry blossom tree, an instruction to wake him at the 20-minute point, any longer than that and he would wake feeling worse for wear.
Seemed as though they had done this dance enough for Shinsou to be in the know of Aizawa's post-nap routine, a coffee or a jelly pouch would never go amiss to kick-start his engine into work mode again.
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The smell of coffee wafting on the breeze woke him, didn't move, only a grunt resonating from the yellow grub-like shape that was now littered with pink petals.
"Coffee...black...no cream...no sugar...?"
It was like opening a can of tuna near a cat.
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ceaselessbasher · 6 months ago
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I now have a Star Wars namesake 🍾🍾🍾🍾
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graylinesspam · 10 months ago
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I've been reading legends novels with my dad for a while now (we have a book club) and he made me listen to "Yoda: A dark rendezvous" SO I couldn't hold back this brain child. I hope it reaches the .1% of the star wars fandom that cares. (An everybody live/no body dies au)
When Jai Maruk was volunteered by master Yoda himself to take on a padawan he was sure the Jedi Master was trying to teach him something. After all it was his own disparaging comments that had prompted Yoda to bet him on the youngling's performance in the competition. Ever since he kept going back to that moment, wishing he hadn't accepted the wager. But at the time it had been so ridiculous. Why in the galaxy would Yoda be betting on the padawans and who was Jai of all people to turn him down?
So two months and two disastrous brushes with death later, here he was getting ready to be deployed again. This time with a barely force sensitive padawan to look after.
Trepidation was strong in him today but most of the initial distrust of his padwan had worn off somewhere on the crowded ship he'd been stuck in with her Yoda and the other Jedi for days on end.
Fear, anxiety, and a flicker of precious longing had replaced that feeling. As the war has dragged on Jai long ago dismissed the idea that he'd ever have a padawan. But the idea, tender as it has been since he was still being trained by his own master, had never fully left him.
He couldn't dwell on any of that though. He needed to allow his relationship with his padwan to grow naturally. That had become painfully clear in their journey to this point. Expectations were something Scout blew through like a reckless driver through sky lanes.
All he could worry about with any hope of achieving actual control was his own abilities. Since being released from medical He'd had to put in a considerable amount of physical therapy to get back into combat shape. He was always a man that lived in the training rooms. That might be the only thing him and his padawan had in common other than their stubborn streak.
Scout had been right beside him the entire time he was recovering. Not hovering really, just going about her day in tandem with his own. He remembers that her first master had been killed in the early phases of the war. His first deployment. She may be dealing with some feelings of abandonment. Or maybe She just wasn't well liked by her peers.
The other younglings still in the temple didn't bother to stop and talk with Scout while she was with him. And she was usually with him.
While he focused on restrengthening the muscles in his legs and arms from where they were weakened by injuries she was beside him doing cardio or core exercises or pull ups, crunches, lunges, bicep curls. Or even doing her own therapeutic exercises, like rolling out her muscles or working her fingers.
Those lightsaber burn on her hands weren't the only abuse she put her hands through and she had a complex routine to compensate for the physical strain she put her body through to keep up with her peers.
As Master Yoda had pointed out to him on their first discussion Scout was the hardest working padawan out of the bunch. She had to be.
He hoped that would be enough. That Scout could use her years of fighting ever single person around her just to keep from being trampled and use that will to survive the war.
Frankly Jai didn't know what he'd do if she didn't. He'd lost too many people already. And, very much against his will, he'd grown fond of her.
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ruanataina · 2 months ago
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Obi-wan: Have you heard the latest news from the front?
Anakin: No, what happened ?
Obi-wan: Apparently, some young padawan exploded an entire military base by herself after her master forgot her there in a recon mission.
Anakin: The kid exploded an entire base by herself? And by the way, what kind of irresponsible Master or Knight forgets their own padwan in the middle of the battlefield? Do they who it was?
Obi-wan: No, the only information I have is that it was a female between 13-15 years of age. Speaking of which, where's Ahsoka?
Anakin: I don't know! I haven't seen her since that recon mission we did earlier.
Obi-wan: ...
Anakin: OH MY GOD!
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stealingpotatoes · 1 year ago
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Master Tapal and Cal is unironically my favourite Master and Padawan duo, do I have an explanation for why? No(Cal's my fav that's probably why) and I'm sad because there's like, no canon lore about them other than what we've seen, I hope we get to hear more tidbits about their adventures during the clone wars in the next game.
Like Jaro Tapal being Yaddles padawan, that's such a fun lore bit
YES THEYRE SO GOOD!!! I mean. cal being assigned a master way too young bc the temple can't keep up with him being so good at everything (was he using psychometry to learn skills quicker than other padwans, yes or yes) and bc of the war is fun on its own but giving him a master expressly to teach him how to take an L loll?? + i think they gave him tapal bc he can just pick cal up by the back of his tunic so he can't get into trouble. like a mama cat. it's the only way to stop him
ALSO ON THE LAST BIT YEAH THATS MY FAVOURITE THING EVER. can you imagine their lineage family photos its such a funny height difference
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noramsblog · 6 months ago
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Padwan braid
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sssunflowersmiles · 6 months ago
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Carlos or Jannik has the brain cell rn, only one of them can have it at a time unfortunately
holger keeps having one moment of genius followed by several moments of not genius
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ranik-a · 6 months ago
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I was thinking today about how hard it would have been for Darth Vader to see Obi Wan training Luke, to come face to face with how
(1) Obi Wan is a much better teacher to Luke than he was to Anakin
(2) Obi Wan is a better teacher to Luke than Anakin would have been
(3) Luke was a better student to Obi Wan than Anakin had been
And like, to a deeply pained Vader, immersed in the negativities of the dark side, these three things feel like immutable facts when in reality, a pre-Darkside Anakin was actually a fantastic teacher, and that he and Obi Wan shared an incredible bond of trust and strength despite all the complexities of the war and of their disagreements, and that Luke wasn't actually getting any of the best bits of being a Jedi padwan, he was getting the bare minimum that was required to win the war.
But just all his regrets and anxieties and insecurities around this- he envies Luke the chance to be Obi Wan's student, untainted by Qui Gon's death, he envies Obi Wan the opportunity to train his own son in the ways of the living force, he envies them both the ease of this mentorship.
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thealtoduck · 11 months ago
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Reunion
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Cal Kestis x Male Mirialan ex-Jedi!Reader
Warnings: You flirt with stormtroopers…
Part 1: Being a mirialan jedi youngling and getting your kyber crystal…
Y/l/c = Your lightsaber color
Summary: After the fall of the Jedi Order you fled to Raxus Secundus for your survival, 5 years later Cal Kestis and the crew of the Stinger Mantis land on Raxus Secundus with their ship in need of repairs…
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You walked in to the cantina looking around at the different patrons, you walked and sat down at the bar. The bartender soon showed up in front of you and asked ”What can i get you?”. You thought for a second and decided ”A phattro, please”.
”Coming right up” he said and soon placed a glass filled with a purple beverage in front of you. You took a sip and a familiar refreshing taste hit you. Two off-duty stormtroopers were sitting a few chairs away from you, their helmets placed next to their drinks.
They were looking towards you. You gave them a small smile and raised your glass to them in a little ”cheers”. They smiled back at you and grabbed their drinks and helmets coming over to you, sitting down on each of your sides.
”Hey beautiful, what’s your name?” said the one to your left. ”I’m Y/n, what’s yours?” you said in a alluring tone. ”They call me Red” he introduced himself with a smirk. You turned to the trooper to your right and asked ”And you?”. ”Spikes” he answered cooly.
”How may i be of assitance for the troops?” you asked taking another sip of your drink. ”Well, we’ve had a lot to attend to lately and it can get very stressfull” Red explained. ”Extremely stressfull” Spikes added. ”And we thought a pretty thing like yourself might help us… relieve some of that stress” Red said putting a hand at your waist.
You smiled a flirty smile. ”Oh really, how about we-” you started but was cut off by a sudden feeling brought on by the force, a warning? No. A familiarity, a memory, a very distant one. You stood up and looked around seeing no one. ”Are you alright?” Spikes asked.
”Uh yeah… Sorry i have to go” you said, leaving credits and a tip for the bartender. Red scoffed annoyed and said a snide ”Tease”. You ignored him and walked out on to the streets of Tamwith Bay. The connection you had felt was now lost.
You closed your eyes and tried to focus, reaching out through the force, trying to find the connection again but there was nothing. You were left alone and confused.
As you wandered home you thought to yourself about what or who it might’ve been, a Jedi? Just another force user lost in the galaxy?. Memories of the jedi and your training started flooding your brain as you entered your small apartment.
You had been made a padawan only 4 months before the collapse of the Jedi Order and the Republic. In most cases you would’ve most likely been to young to become a padawan but the Clone Wars had taken a big strain on the order and because of the deaths of many masters and padwans in battle there were a lot of gaps to fill.
You had been assigned to Jocasta Nu, the chief librarian of the Jedi archives. You didn’t earn a lot of battlefield experience from this but your master had shown you some of the secrets of the Jedi temple.
Once the destruction of the Jedi hit in full force you and your master escaped the temple through a secret passage hidden within the temple. Once on the streets of Coruscant she ordered you to get on a shuttle while she had drawn away a group of Clone Troopers.
That had been the last you ever saw of her as the shuttle had left. Sometimes you wondered if she had survived that night and had managed to escape the purge as well but even then they might’ve caught up with her sooner or later.
You lifted a loose floor panel of the ground revealing a box containing your now dusty jedi robes, a hard drive containing Jedi texts and your twin lightsabers. You brought your lightsabers out afraid to turn them on incase someone could here the noise and report it to the empire.
You shouldn’t even bring them out of their hiding spot, you never knew who was watching. But something told you that you would be needing them in a couple of hours. You went to bed that night with your lightsabers hidden under your bed in case of a intruder or sudden attacker.
You were kept allert by the force the next day, you hid your lightsabers beneath a cloak as you ventured out in to town. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary so you just tried to go about your business as usual but as evening came, things would change.
You were once again making your way home but saw people running away from the town square, you decided to check it out. Once you got there you were met with a life changing sight. It was jedi, or at least someone carrying a lightsaber who knew how to fight like a Jedi.
He was fighting what you assumed was an imperial inquisitor, you had heard rumours about them but never seen one in person. They were Jedi hunters, sent out to find the survivors of the purge.
You then felt the connection from the day before reignite, you had met this Jedi before… but who was it? Suddenly the Inquisitor used a force push to knock the Jedi in to a stack of crates, knocking him over.
As the Jedi layed among the crates you caught a glimpse of his face, he looked like… Cal Kestis, a friend of yours from the order. The Inquisitor walked menacingly towards Cal, spinnig his double bladed lightsaber.
Without thinking you forced jump up in the air and landing between Cal and the Inquisitor. You faced the Inquisitor and ignited your lightsabers making two y/l/c blades emerge from them.
”Two Jedi, this just got a lot more interesting” the Inquisitor said, his smirk being covered by the helmet. It had been a long time since you fought or even practised with your lightsabers so you begged the force would guide you.
The Inquisitor slashed at you but you dodged, you flipped over his head cutting at him but he blocked. The two of you started attacking back and forward while Cal tried to absorb what just happened. A hodded Jedi had just come out of nowhere and saved his life.
He watched as the Jedi fought, lightsabers skills clearly rusty but skilled. Cal then got of his feet and jumped, attacking the Inquisitor from behind. The Inquisitor managed to block but started to struggle keeping up with the three blades slashing at him.
While the Inquisitor was blocking an attack from both one of yours and Cal’s saber. You managed to get a cut in down the middle of the doublebladed saber, destroying it. You and Cal then force pushed the Inquisitor at the same time sending him flying in to a stone wall which knocked him out.
Cal then let out a sigh of relief at the Inquisitor’s defeat. He then turned to you and said ”You’re a Jedi”. ”Not quite” you said lowering your hood making Cal’s eyes widen as regcognition hit. ”Y/n?” he questioned.
”Hi Cal, it’s been a while” you greeted. Without warning Cal ran up to you and threw his arms around you. You were caught of guard at first but then wrapped your arms around him as well, it didn’t hit you until now how much you had missed him.
You heard troopers approaching and broke the hug. ”Come on, this way” you said and started sprinting down an alley way. Cal followed close behind. You led him back to your apartment, you gave one last look outside before closing the door, making sure you weren’t followed.
Once behind closed doors you find your arms locked around each other in another tight embrace. ”How did you survive? You were on Coruscant that would’ve been the most heavily guarded planet?” Cal questioned in amazement.
”Let’s sit down” you said, you made some tea for the two of you and poured it up in two cups. You both sat down around a small table and you started telling him how Master Nu had saved your life and that it had let you escape Coruscant.
”How about you?” you asked and Cal explained that his master had sacrificed himself for him. He then told you of the events that led him and his crew to land on Raxus Secundus a couple days ago for ship repairs.
”Y/n, you should come with us, we’re trying to rebuild some of what’s left of the Jedi Order, you could help us” Cal suggested. You thought about it for a second before answering ”Cal, I’m not sure how much i will be able to help you, i only just became a padawan before the fall of the Jedi”.
”To us that’s enough, we need to rebuild with what little we have left” Cal insisted. ”I don’t know Cal, i just need some time to think” you told him. ”Alright, you have until tommorow, me and my crew are leaving once our repairs are done” Cal said.
You opened the floor panel and brought out the hard drive out of the box. ”What’s that?” Cal asked. ”It’s a hard drive, it contains a few Jedi texts from the library. It’s not a lot but it’s something, i think you should have it” you said handing it to him.
”Thank you” Cal accepted gratefully. Cal then contacted his crew and let them know about the events of the day. They decided it was best for Cal to stay the night with you as security had tightened because of the reveal of two Jedis in the city and that he should try sneak his way to the ship at the crack of dawn.
”Where should i sleep?” Cal asked, looking around your small apartment, there weren’t many options besides the bed and the floor. ”You can have the bed” you offered. ”And let you sleep on the floor, we can share your bed, wouldn’t be the first time” Cal suggested.
”Alright” you nodded and the two of climbed in to bed together, laying on your sides to face each other. ”This reminds me of when we would sneak out of out temple rooms to have sleep overs together” Cal said making a smile spread over your face.
”I remember that and that one time Master Skywalker caught you on the way to my room but he promised not to tell anyone” you reminded Cal who let out a chuckle. ”Then after you left the temple with Master Tapal, i remember how much i missed you and how lonely i felt” you admited.
”I missed you too Y/n, especially after purge. It was terrifying having no way to know if you had survived or not” Cal said as you gazed in to each others eyes. He continued ”But now we’re both here again and i never want to leave you behind”.
Cal then leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to your lips, from which you didn’t pull back. While attachment was against the Jedi teachings their was no order around anymore to supervise you. You were free.
As you both pulled away from each others lips you brought a hand up to cup his cheek stroking it lightly. ”I’ll come with you, i don’t want to lose you again either” you confessed. You both then fell asleep, hands clasped together ready for the challenges tommorow would bring.
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gatorbites-imagines · 1 year ago
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Padwan anakin x more dark side leaning reader?
Padawan Anakin Skywalker x dark side leaning male reader
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Featuring my boy Jon Antilles, give it up for Jon Antilles everybody.
You had both been younglings with the jedi, and later Padawans. You had been older than Anakin by the time he joined the order, meaning you were just at the cusp of getting sent off to the other corpse if you didn’t get picked as a padawan.
You had never fit in much with the Jedi. You were too emotional, too quick to anger, and your grudges knew no ends. You still had a chip on your shoulder because Yoda decided to tease you when you were very small, if that said anything about your ability to hold grudges.
You were the child of two slaves, who had served under the worst of the worst. This meant you had been surrounded by darkness and hate since you started growing in your parents’ womb. You had overheard many of the older jedi wonder if that was the reason for your emotional state.
Anakin didn’t fit in much either, having joined so late and being the so called chosen one. Because of this, you two found comfort in each other.
Anakin was so excited about being a jedi, though he also feared living up to the potential. In your eyes he just switched one slave owner for the next, as that was how it felt to you. But he was young and bright, so you didn’t wanna rain on his parade.
But just before your 13th birthday, you were taken as a padawan of one of the lesser known and vaguer Jedi of the order, Jon Antilles. He was a person who followed the will of the force and not the order, and the force led him to you.
He would later tell you that he looked into your eyes and saw the fire raring within you, unable to be quelled and as a result, making you someone who would suffer under the pressure and expectations of the order.
Saying goodbye to Anakin was hard, as you two had found yourselves as the only true friend the other had. Many feared you because of your known anger and revenge seeking tendencies, and Anakin because of the heavy burden of the prophesy.
But as two former slaves, you also both knew that the galaxy was vast, and that you had to go where the currents took you. Anakin also understood, even though he still didn’t fully understand the order, that you didn’t belong within the temple and that you needed to spread your wings.
Before you left, you pressed a kiss to Anakin’s forehead and gave him a bracelet made out of a thick black cord. It chafed the skin but was sturdy enough to take anything that may hit it. It was the last keepsake you had of your parents, and it had been what kept you going for all this time, and now you wanted Anakin to have it.
So, with one last goodbye, and promises whispered in the language of slaves, you left with your new Master, who told you not to call him master but instead refer to him as your teacher.
Jon Antilles had seen the worst the galaxy had to offer, and had no wish to be referred to as master by someone who was once a slave.
Back at the temple Anakin would find himself crying silently and tearlessly in his room, mourning the loss of a friend, his only friend. Obi Wan would feel his grief in the force, and would go to comfort him, knowing what it is like to lose someone so dear to you.
This would most likely lead to their relationship being better in this universe, at least a little. As that one moment helped cement a deeper level of trust and understanding.
Anakin stayed with the order and became more and more skilled, a part of him waiting for the moment you two would reunite. The bracelet stayed around his wrist, though he moved it to some other part of his body to keep it hidden, and other jedi started mumbling comments about attachment.
You thrived under Antilles, as he didn’t follow the orders from the council, the order, or even the republic. He only seemed to care about where the force wanted him, and by extension you, to go.
Your teacher was a firm believer in the light, but he also saw that the dark existed, so when you for the first time grasped the dark side in a life-or-death situation, he didn’t punish you like you feared.
Using the dark side once means it’s always with you, but instead of shunning you, your teacher helps you find balance, at least to the best of your ability.
The dark side is hard to master, and maybe you never fully do. But you never give yourself too it completely, always holding a tight grasp on the light beside it, letting the two feed off of each other to keep you from going down an unforgivable path.
Your anger and grudges still persist, and there are times you end up being needlessly cruel, but you catch yourself before its too late. During these times your teachers help is necessary, until you master it on your own.
Because of the nomadic lifestyle of Antilles and you, you end up ready to go on your own much before most other Padawan. Life experiences matures a person, and Antilles trusts you to do what is right, even if he has caught you practicing lightning or sucking the life energy out of things.
So as Anakin still works hard to be a better padawan and to fit the tight mold the order places upon him, you explore the outer parts of the galaxy, running with bounty hunters and pirates alike.
One might think you would be discovered as a jedi one way or another, but thanks to your less and jedi personality, and preferences for other weapons, you are never figured out.
Your loyalty to the rules of the order are also very very loose, if not nonexistent. The many experiences you have out in the galaxy puts many things into perspective, and you make your own theories and ideas about how the force works, theories that struggle against the rules of the jedi.
During all this time, Anakin can’t seem to leave your mind. Hes always present somewhere in there, the thin thread of a bond between the two of you so skinny its barely there anymore after all this time. But every now and again, you like to give it a little tug, smiling to yourself when he tugs back.
You two meet again during one of Anakin’s missions with Obi Wan, a mission that’s taken them further away from the core than Anakin has been since he was taken in by the jedi.
It’s a mission involving a slave trader who’s somehow smuggling slaves in and out of the republic, and the two jedi were sent to check it out but not get involved, much to Anakin’s annoyance.
They end up splitting up, not wanting to be suspected, and Anakin has to wear something to cover his head to hide his Padawan braid.
In the end, Anakin finds the hideout of the Slave traders, and just as he’s about to report it back to Obi Wan, a figure swoops in and starts ransacking the place.
Anakin can only watch with shock as you tear through the slave traders, the darkness inside you purring at their spilled blood, as the light silently approves of the justice you act out. Its only after you’ve freed all the slaves and take your hood off that Anakin recognizes you.
One way or another he follows you and corners you, in the way Anakin does, eyes wide but sparkling at how much skill you had shown in there, many questions leaving him as he wants to know what you have been up too and how you got here.
Most jedi would probably have disapproved of you killing the slavers, but Anakin had never seen slavers as anyone worth living, not that he could share those thoughts with anybody.
But at some point, you end up taking the Jedi padawan back to the room you booked for the night, where you two spend the entire night talking about what’s happened since last time you met, the bond between you strengthening after so long apart.
After that, you two keep bumping into each other. You had a feeling the force was playing a role in this, and you swore you could hear it giggling in amusement a sit pushed you together with its chosen one again and again.
Whenever you were around, the mission always ended much faster, meaning Anakin could slip away and spend time with you before reporting back to Obi Wan.
During this time, the childish crush he had had on you all that time ago comes back with a vengeance. Even when he sees you use sith lightning for the first time, he can’t seem to feel anything by affection for you.
Anakin knows he should fear you, but even as your turned turn yellow for a second or two as you lean fully into the dark during a battle, he only seems able to find your beautiful.
When Anakin kisses you for the first time, neither of you truly know how to react. Anakin’s never been in a relationship, and you have never really been with anyone you truly had feelings for. But Anakin just couldn’t keep it to himself anymore, even as he knows it goes against everything the order has taught him.
If he truly were to follow the order, Anakin would have to report that you had fallen, even though you still used the light as much as you did the dark. After that he would have to stay away from you, lest you corrupt him. But he just can’t, so he stays, slipping you information so you know where his next mission goes, so you “accidentally” end up with a contract on that planet.
You settle on Coruscant for a while, which means Anakin can sneak out and spend time with you away from prying eyes.
The fact that you use the dark without succumbing to it ends up helping Anakin not fall when that time comes, but for now, you just help him get a better understanding of the force and how you have come to see it as an entity.
Obi Wan regularly wonders where Anakin goes, and worries to some degree, but he does realize that Anakin always feels lighter and more at peace when he returns from his outings, so he lets him have them to himself, hoping his Padawan would tell him if there was anything he needed to know.
As a result of your status, Anakin would start to think about leaving the order someday. Maybe not soon, but maybe one day he would like to leave with you and just go where the force takes you two.
He knows it’s a romantic fantasy, but Anakin can’t help but bask in it, even if he has to do it in secret. Being your partner just brings him more peace than any meditation ever has, and Anakin never wants to let you go.
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