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Mind Over Matter, 5

"So... what you're saying isn't so much that you need someone to show you things, but that you're choosing to bind yourself with that particular chain.  You want to chain yourself to a master, a mentor, or some kind of guardian."

She was looking for both, but not to chain herself - to learn. To experience. Evolve. Why did he always have to put everything in such blatant terms?

At the same time, the Sith Lord did not begrudge or ridicule her way of thinking. This encouraged Kai and calmed her nerves. "Sometimes, temporary chains are necessary in order to attain independent goals," she agreed. "As to what I desire? Knowledge, yes. Power, definitely." Safety? Went hand in hand with the previous two. Comfort? The Korun could live without it given the hardships in which she was raised, but even she could recognize the potential in the latter, from time to time. Love? No. Far too elusive, perhaps unattainable, even. Every ounce of love Kai Tsintah possessed, died with her father on Nar Shaddaa. She could not even recall what that felt like, anymore - to love someone, and to know that they cared in return - enough to lay down their life for hers.

Thankfully, Darth Verrin was already veering off onto a different track, the monologue continued. His hand came to clasp her own and she froze for a moment, still unused to the tactile contact and the uncertainty even the most benign touch awakened in the girl. The Zabrak appeared not to have noticed any of it and guided her toward the Library, continuing to explain matters of trial and failure. The longer he went on, the more relaxed and comfortable Kai became. There was something about the older man's voice that she would come to find unusually soothing.

They would traverse the Library proper before entering his office. But this one was different from the spartan chamber with the desk and insane piles of relics, tomes and other memorabilia. This was an empty room. A puzzled look became her as Kai turned to look at Verrin with a questioning glance. Why were they here?

Invited to sit, Kai did as she was bid, echoing Verrin's precise, simple movements. "Meditation is at the core of our training...." the Sith Lord began, his voice seemingly gaining in emphasis and power whether he was aware of projecting both, or not. She listened as he went over the basics of a Sith warrior's training and how the Force and combat technique were one. Her hand was suddenly released and the Zabrak drew to his feet, creating some distance between the two of them. From his robes he withdrew a weapon, not unlike a lightsaber but different. The hilt was longer, Kai observed at once.

I thought that meditation was something to help me find peace, but it isn't.

What was it, then, this key to absolute control?

The Zabrak's feet shifted, both ends of his weapon igniting in a splendid show of violet plasma. She watched with bewilderment and awe, as he began to execute a series of movements - slowly at first - then faster, and faster.... Yet every motion was deliberate, precise and lethal. Soon enough, Verrin's body and his weapon moved quicker than her eyes could keep up with, as Kai made every effort to follow the man's instructions.

"Reach out with your senses.  Don't just watch with your eyes.  Try to feel what I'm doing in the Force too."

Keeping in line with his suggestion, Kai stretched out with her senses and delved head first into the matrix of glowing lines created by the intersection of all living things. It filled her from within and surrounded her simultaneously. And although she could no longer see Verrin's silhouette, nor could she trace the flashing trail of his twin blades, Kai focused deeply, seeking Verrin's life aura. His line seemed to flicker and disappear, before appearing in a glowing arc that finally came to a stand still in her vision. Suddenly, she turned, sliding forward into a knee, forcing her body to spin about a half circle.

And there he was, the Sith Lord's majestic twin beams momentarily disappearing from view as the room was once again, brought to a quiet pause.

"I am going to have to work on that third sister," the Korun acolyte admitted, humility infusing every word. "Teach me, sensei. I wish to become a master.... scooter."

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STAR WARS: REBELS APPRECIATION WEEK 2021 Day 2: Favorite Creature ⮕ Loth-wolf

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I hinted this back in October 2020, but Mara Jade has finally appeared in the comic! 

I think this breaks the record for number of colors that I’ve used in one of these installments. 

While most of the 3d models used in this comic were made by me, the Headhunter that Mara is sitting on was made by user, Flodihn on Turbosquid. 

Unfortunately, due to stresses in my personal life, this is the last comic I have queued up. I will need to take a few weeks off before the next installment is posted. 

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Wounded: Jesse x Reader

It was just like every other mission. Prior to departure, the boys of the 501st awaited in their barracks for their next orders as the Jedi Generals were debriefed. This was typically a rowdy experience. Arm wresting, sneaking some liquor, listening to music, anything to get their minds off the reality of war that was just moments away. But unlike most times, Jesse found himself sitting on his bunk, leaning against the cold wall, lost in his thoughts.

"You've gotta let it go," Fives groaned, playfully pushing Jesse's shoulder with one hand, a bottle on whiskey in the other.

Jesse rolled his eyes and looked away from his tipsy brother, pretending he wasn't even there.

Fives handed the bottle to Hardcase, "Jesse look, (Y/N) is an amazing girl. But, she's a Jedi. She honors her code. There's so many wonderful girls out there. So many that aren't her. I hate telling you this, I really do, but sometimes, it hurts more to hold on."

Jesse gulped and bowed his head, "It's not that easy."

"You two have a special relationship. She says things to you that she's never said to any of us. You clearly mean a lot to her. I hope that's enough to make you happy," Fives sighed, "Hang in there."

Before Jesse could speak, Rex commanded all the men to the hangar.  It was go time. They all filed into the main hangar awaiting the orders of you and Anakin. You both stood confidently in front of a hologram of the palace in Theed on Naboo. As you began the briefing of the mission, Jesse couldn't help but stare at you through his helmet. You sensed this but continued with the task at hand, pointing to the crucial palace entry ways.

Upon conclusion of the briefing, Fives nudged Jesse and whispered, "Did you even pick up on any of that or were you too busy gawking?". Jesse ignored the statement and made his way to the gunship with the rest of his group, which just so happened to include you.

You spent the majority of the ride sitting down, leaning against the corner, scrolling through miscellaneous battle information on a holopad. The rest of the men were sitting down as well, conversing with each other.

"Hey, you feeling okay?" you asked Jesse, who was sitting next to you.

"Never better," he muttered, biting his lower lip under his helmet.

You weren't buying it, "Well, if you need anything don't hesitate." You sprung up and got ready for landing, leaving Jesse alone with his thoughts.

"It looks like the seppies already started attacking," you announced, "stand by for arrival."

You definitely weren't wrong about that. The gunship doors opened to absolute hell. Shots going in all directions, countless droids, and a droid barrier in front of the palace entrance. Across the landing bay, it was obvious Anakin was distraught about the idea of his wife being stuck inside.

It didn't take long for the 501st to break through the blockade at the entrance, but it was only worse inside. You ordered a split off, with you, Jesse and a few others taking the west wing. You looked over your shoulder and only saw five men. This would never be enough. Your group pushed forward, leaving only seven destroyers to decimate before conquering the wing. One of your men knew what he had to do.

"For the 501st!" he screamed, throwing charges at the destroyers. Knowing how heavy the explosion would be, you fell to the ground and covered your ears. Unfortunately, you were the only one to think to do that. Once the charges exploded, you got up and looked around. All the men were knocked on the ground. Quickly, you approached each solider, ripping off their helmet and taking their pulse.

There were no survivors, until you got to Jesse. You held your breath as you removed his helmet and placed two fingers on his neck. A pulse was there, faint, but there. You picked him up and put him over your shoulder, thanking your Jedi training for providing you with extra upper body strength. Only a few floors up there was a suite which Senator Amidala always let you stay in when on Naboo. You found the nearest elevator and made your way up there, hoping to not run into any droids. To your luck, the elevator doors opened and your hope came true. You hastily made your way to the suite and let yourself in, laying Jesse's limp body on the bed.

Figuring he just had the wind knocked out of him, you began to remove his upper armor to relieve weight off his chest. Starting with his pauldron, and finishing with the gloves. Sighing, you looked at the beaten up ARC. His underlies were dark, heavy, evident of stress. You caressed his cheek, acknowledging how soft it was. Freshly shaved. He would eventually be okay.

"Vaabir nayc chaabar a kebi. Anay kebi Kelir cuyir jate," you softly hummed over and over again, watching his chest slowly rise and fall. You placed a gentle kiss on his forehead and got off the bed,  going to the refresher for a much needed shower.

Upon finishing your shower, you dressed in only undergarments and a short silk robe. It was the only things you could find that were suitable for you. You exited the refresher and went to towards the vanity, beginning to comb through your wet hair.

"General?"

You quickly turned around to see a confused Jesse staring at you.

"What happened?" he asked, shaking slightly. You threw your hair up into a low bun and sat on the edge of the bed.

"There was a pretty bad explosion. Lost everyone, except you. I figured I would bring you here. The Senator usually lends me this room while I'm on Naboo. Didn't want to see anything worse happen to you.

Jesse couldn't help but stare at your glowing skin, watching a single drop of water trail down you arm, "Thank you," he whispered, still in his trance.

"Would you like to freshen up?" you asked, "A warm shower might help you feel better."

He nodded and attempted to get out of the bed, grunting in pain. You rushed to his side and put your arm around his back, "Jesse?"

"I'm sorry General. Just some pain in my back. I've got this," he confirmed, trying to get up again.

"I'll leave some fresh clothes out for you, just holler if you need anything!" you smiled as he hobbled to the refresher.

The second the door locked, you sprung off the edge of the bed and rushed to the mirror. "oh maker," you said under your breath, looking at how disastrous you looked. With one swift motion you took the bun out and combed your hair straight, parting it perfectly in the middle. You dug through the drawers, trying to find anything to make you feel more confident. First,  you found some mens clothing. You put the sweatpants and t shirt next to the refresher door then continued to search for something for yourself. All you could find was a perfume bottle, and dark blue lace under garments. Was this too revealing, absolutely, but it was better than what you had on. You changed and sprayed yourself a few times before sitting back down on the bed, turning something random on on the holovision. Patiently, you sat there and watched until Jesse was finished.

Not too long after you finished up, the water turned off and Jesse opened the door to grab the clothes. When he walked out of the refresher your eyes widened.

"Is something wrong General?" he asked nervously.

You stuttered, "No, but, well, we aren't on the battle field, you can call me (Y/N), but I've just never seen you in civilian clothes. It's so, so different."

Jesse stood there for a moment, silent. "Is that bad or-"

"Oh no. It's actually kind of nice," you interrupted him, "really nice."

Jesse was motionless, standing speechless. "Oh my bad!" you finally let out, getting off the bed and sitting on the nearby futon. "Take the bed, you need it!"

He looked down and walked towards the bed, laying down then sighing, "Do the rest of the men know where we are?"

"Yeah, I let Anakin know what happened and he knows you're here with me. Kix is a little overwhelmed with injuries right now."

"Good," he nodded, wincing in pain.

You noticed the wince and shot up, rushing to his side, "What hurts?"

"My side," he grunted, grabbing his ribs.

"Mind if I take a look?" you asked, pressing your lips together.

"Yeah, go a head," he nodded, taking off his shirt, then laying back down.

Your lips parted as you stared at his bare chest. His extra hours lifting at the gym were evident. You put your hand on his chest and dragged your fingers down to his stomach.

"Gene-(Y/N)?" he asked, confused with what you are doing.

You stopped in your tracks, "Oh right, yes, I am so sorry. I just. Yeah. Lemme take a look at that." Your cheeks flushed pink as you examined his side, realizing he definitely has a broken rib. As you were attending to his wounds, he couldn't help but stare at your robe, which was becoming loose, revealing a portion of cleavage. He swallowed hard, and began to breathe heavy. Jesse was in complete awe that this was actually happening.

"(Y/N)," he finally let out, causing you to direct your attention to his face.

You hummed in response. He tilted his head slightly, looking at you in silence.

"Yes, Jesse?" you whispered, inching closer to him.

His gaze was still locked on your eyes. Yours on his. Not even the loudest explosion in the would could break this.

"What are you thinking," you exhaled, moving closer to him yet again.

"Are you getting closer to me?"

"Perhaps."

"I think I want to k-"

"Me too."

His lips met yours with passion. Your lips fit perfectly upon his. As he deepened the kiss, you laid down on your side, moving your leg over his. His hand ran down your back, resting on your thigh that was thrown over his legs.

Jesse pulled away, looking at the beauty in front of him. He removed his hand from your thigh and placed it on your shoulder, which has been exposed by your robe being pulled down every so slightly.

"I've been wanting to tell you this since the moment I saw you,  but, you are so, so, so, unbelievably stunning," he breathed, smiling at the vision of you.

"I can't tell you how long I've wanted to do this," you smiled back, kissing his chest softly.

With each small motion, your robe fell more and more off your shoulder, revealing much more than Jesse though he would ever see.

His stare of love became evident of agony, trying to prevent the urge of a growing heat between his legs.

You softly laughed and gave him another gentle kiss, "If it's bound to happen, let it happen." You removed the rest of your robe, exposing everything that wasn't covered by the lace.

Jesse could no longer hold it and cupped your cheek, passionately bringing you to his lips.

Though his physical wound may take a while to heal, his broken heart was officially mended.

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—⠀masterlist ♡

last updated 12/18/2020, will no longer be updating. i do not create content anymore.

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Anakin Skywalker ⠀ ─ ⠀ o n e ⠀s h o t s ⠀☽

a shard of jealousy: ⠀ he expresses his concern about your closeness to obi-wan.

reassurance: ⠀ anakin quells your insecurity about padme.

what love drives you to do: ⠀ anakin is at his turning point during ‘rise of the sith.’

privacy?: ⠀ anakin confessing his feelings. insecurity follows.

new experience: ⠀ he takes matters in his own hands.

give me a hand?: ⠀ your master, anakin skywalker, is supportive as he helps you walk with your new prosthetic after you lose it in battle.

battle weary: ⠀ you get hurt during a mission and anakin comforts you.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ─ ⠀ 𝘣 𝘭 𝘶 𝘳 𝘣 𝘴 ⠀☽

last kiss: ⠀ you share your last kiss with anakin.

bottled emotions: ⠀ he comforts you during a senate proposal gone wrong.

fleeting moments: ⠀ he sneaks up on you during a senate gala.

sleep with you: ⠀ anakin returns home to find you in bed.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀   ─ ⠀ h e a d c a n o n s ⠀☽

how he is as a boyfriend

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Obi-Wan Kenobi ⠀ ─ ⠀ s e r i e s ⠀☽

close to the stars: ⠀ obi-wan knows he’s one of the best in the galaxy. being on the jedi council only fuels his concealed arrogance. he likes how secure his position on the council is and he likes that the coruscanti sun shines on his back at his seat. he doesn’t appreciate that the council decides to add another bright jedi knight, who happens to be you.. in his seat.

sneak peak; ⠀ chapter one.

*NOW MOVED TO AO3.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀   ─  ⠀o n e ⠀s h o t s ⠀☽

solstice: ⠀ padawan!obi-wan is haunted by premonitions of the future and he seeks your comfort.

i am yours: ⠀ spending a night together in complete bliss wasn’t out of the ordinary - that is until a voice begins to feed at obi-wan’s worst fear.

your voice: ⠀ obi-wan confesses his feelings for you.

come back to me: ⠀ he fails to protect you during a candidate hearing.

marry me: ⠀ after intimacy, obi-wan can’t help but to pop the question.

night routine: ⠀ dad!obi-wan settles your baby and you marvel at the sight.

generosity: ⠀ he teases you about the sex and you counter.

case study: ⠀ he longs for your hold and comforts you.

uncontrollable feelings: ⠀ obi-wan comforts you when jealousy hits.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀   ─  ⠀ 𝘣 𝘭 𝘶 𝘳 𝘣 𝘴 ⠀☽

calling home: ⠀ obi-wan comes home for the first time in a long while.

first kiss: ⠀ obi-wan shares his first kiss with you.

his paramour: ⠀obi-wan gives you a kiss in front of others.

nights like this: ⠀ obi-wan helps you through a dark time.

to a storm: ⠀ padawan!obi + thunderstorm.

once in a lifetime: ⠀ you and obi-wan share a moment together on corellia.

ride for life: ⠀he looks for you in the stands of his show.

just as friends:  ⠀obi-wan stops himself from admitting his feelings.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀   ─  ⠀ h e a d c a n o n s ⠀☽

as your husband

[pointesdulac]

[Fic] Separate Ways - Chapter One

Pairing: Din Djarin x Luke Skywalker

Rating: T (for the time being)

Warnings: N/A

Summary: With Moff Gideon defeated and the Darksaber reclaimed, the rumours of newly named Mand'alor Din Djarin spread through the galaxy... along with the stories of the Child he carries with him. Determined to meet him, Luke Skywalker arrives on Mandalore -- but before he can get any closer, he has to prove himself worthy of Mandalorian standards.

Notes: I have quite a few notes on AO3 that I won’t duplicate here. This first part is mostly a prologue, and I’m hoping to update further on a semi-regular basis. 

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[starcrossedjedis]

Distant Stars [Poe Dameron/OC] - Coming January 2020

They win by making you think you're alone.

Poe had told Zorii this on the day he had left to join the Resistance, but he had never grasped the whole truth of it until that very moment; waiting for Kylo Ren and his people to storm the base and kill them all as the whole galaxy stood by in silence.

He needed to know that it wasn't true. That the galaxy had not given up. That this war wasn't over. That they weren't alone.

Stench aside, Lok was a perfect place to start scavenging for answers. Or allies. Or blasters for hire. Poe found that at this point they couldn't really afford to be picky.

These were desperate times indeed.

"Stay close to me, buddy", he told BB-8 and pulled the hood of his coat further into his face before stepping out of the hangar and onto the street.

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When Poe Dameron finds himself on the remote planet of Lok - injured, hunted by the first order and without back up - he is saved by a street thief named Cassia. Realising the young woman could be a dead ringer for the missing crown princess of the Aquilean System, Poe hatches a desperate escape plan. With unforeseen consequences for him... and Cassia.

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WHEN THE HEART CAVES IN Chapters 33&34 are now posted!

She’s Wrong.

Ben didn’t know where the thought came from, but the rebellion in his chest rang true as the ghost who fell in love with a Jedi vanished among the trees. Simultaneously, he felt Rey reach for his hand and felt her trepidation, her conflict, through the force. Through their bond. 

He was still wrapping his head around feeling her every emotion when they were in such close proximity. It was disconcerting. He so rarely was able to discern his own overwhelming feelings, let alone a whole other person’s. But Rey’s struggle was there, in the back of his mind. He felt the darkness swirl within her. He could feel it calling to him, but he also felt the light.

In her, and in himself.

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[scribeofmorpheus]

Chapter List: The Rebel Queen

Pairing: Poe Dameron x OC Princess Calista

MASTERPOST | About Thesmora | AO3 Ever wonder what it would be like if the cutthroat politics associated with the Iron Throne of A Song of Ice and Fire was integrated into the large expanse of the space opera Star Wars? No? Well, this is the brutal and bloody royal squabble no one asked for, but you’re getting it anyway! Original Characters and Planets!

Summary: A princess on the run from her homeworld, a reluctant pilot with a secret mission and a former admiral lost to the stars. 

When Calista’s whole life is destroyed by the malicious actions of her power-hungry aunt, she is left with few choices as she races against time in an effort to gain new allies within the Resistance in order to retake her homeworld and her birthright.

>>Prologue || Chapter One || Chapter Two || Chapter Three || Chapter Four || Chapter Five || Chapter Six || Chapter Seven || Chapter Eight || Chapter Nine || Chapter Ten || Chapter Eleven || Chapter Twelve || Chapter Thirteen || Chapter Fourteen || Chapter Fifteen || Chapter Sixteen || Chapter Seventeen || Chapter Eighteen || Chapter Nineteen || LATEST CHAPTER

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[mindscapeartist]

Mind Over Matter, 4

Ataru Expert Force Power used: Teleport Verrin seemed to consider a moment, and then offered, "So... what you're saying isn't so much that you need someone to show you things, but that you're choosing to bind yourself with that particular chain.  You want to chain yourself to a master, a mentor, or some kind of guardian."

He let that sink in for a moment, and then added, "There is no shame in that, Acolyte. In many circles, it's even encouraged. It's a chain you choose to accept in exchange for something else.  Just as I choose the chain that this office provides - the mantle of Overseer - I choose it because I want something from it in return. Our Sith'ari chains himself to his position, likely in order to manipulate the power that comes with it. But the responsibility of running the Sith... or managing the resources of an Empire... it's a chain.  According to our Code, by breaking chains that bind us, we rise in power."

He smiled.  "Contradictory sentiment... isn't it? Break chains to rise in power, but we have to accept some to acquire the power.  I love the dichotomy of it."

He clapped his hands once, though whether it was in merriment or some kind of punctuation to his statement could only be guessed at. Then he stood, and began to pace around the desk, heading in Kai's direction.

"I need this Library, to satisfy my passion for knowledge.  You need a mentor - at least, at this point in your life - to sate your desire for knowledge. Some Sith take on partners... to sate a passion for lust, or comfort. Who is to say how long such a chain must bind someone? The real question, Acolyte Tsintah, is how to we obtain that which we desire? WHAT do you desire? Knowledge? Love? Comfort? Safety? Power? All of that?"

When he got within arm's reach of her, Verrin changed his verbal direction a bit. "You say the power you reach for is fleeting.  Sometimes, it comes to you, and other times, it flees from your call. But you can sense it... you can feel the connection.  So why is it that when you urge the power to come to you, it is fickle? Here... take my hand."

He reached out his own in an effort to clasp hers and then walk with her from his office.  He intended to lead her out into the Library proper, and beyond.

"When you first reach for something, there is a trial and failure stage.  Sometimes, it seems almost easy.  You reach out, and boom - it responds to you. But oftentimes, you grasp, and it's like water, or sand, falling between your fingers. And sometimes, the tighter you try to squeeze, the more rapidly it evades. It's a lot like that leaf I was just telling you about. I can read hundreds of those darned things, but how often do they actually bear truly fruitful information? My point is... you have to fail a bit to succeed.

A child, for example... attempts to walk like the others it sees around it. It has muscles, but the brain hasn't yet learned the pathways to get those muscles to respond in the manner it wants. The infant falls a few times, then learns to scoot - not even a crawl.  But the scooting builds those muscles, and the synapses to the brain.  It learns to crawl, eventually, and they tried to stand.  It struggles, falls, and tries again... and again.  It succeeds once, but taking a single step, ends up back on its arse. It crawls again, because that's easier... but not what it wants. It tries again... it stands... takes a step, and falls, cracking its head on the corner of some furniture. It heals, it tries again.  The muscles are stronger still... the mind gets them to do what it wants... it takes that first real step, then another, then another... it starts to toddle along.  Eventually, it's stumbling gait becomes a walk, then a run.  It runs once - too fast - and falls, skins the knees. Again... again... so many failures... but then each breakthrough builds upon the last.  And the next thing you know, it's running, and jumping, and somersaulting."

They got through the main Library, but instead of making it to the exit, Verrin guided Kai to a different door - one very similar to the one that led to his office. He opened it, and guided them inside.

The room beyond was devoid of anything - furniture, or people. It was simply a four-walled space with a floor and ceiling, and some kind of ventilation and indirect lighting - though that light was low, making the room appear dim.  He led them towards the center.

"You are at that early stage, Acolyte Tsintah. You are learning how to crawl.  Your efforts to control something telekinetically are the occasional effort to stand up. They are fleeting, chance agreements between your brain and untrained muscles. This is why we practice, this is why we train, this is why we meditate.  Here... sit with me."

Still holding her, Verrin took to his knees, and then sat on the floor. "Meditation is at the core of our training. We do it to help focus our minds. And no... you don't have to sit, or kneel, or assume some bizarre position. When a Force user is accomplished... when a trained Sith is in the middle of a fight, they are exercising the very same skills of meditation.  Do you see?  When Darth Tanit was showing you combat, she wasn't just hitting you with trained muscles.  She was tapping into the Force too, at the same time. We train ourselves to not only exercise our brain's connection to our muscles, to learn fighting techniques, and forms, and strikes.  We also - at the same time - are training to tap into the Force. It's a fundamental facet of the running, jumping child you want to become.  Sit for a moment.  I want you to watch something."

Verrin finally let go of her hand, and stood back up.  He took a few steps away from her, and withdrew a long shaft from his robes.  It looked like a lightsaber hilt, but longer.

"When I was new to it all... not unlike you... I dind't understand the connection of it all. I flailed with my weapons - nearly cut off my own arm several times. I thought that meditation was something to help me find peace, but it wasn't.  When I first used my mind for telekinesis, all I managed to do was create a swirling vortex of pillows and cushions in my master's room. No control at all. Then, I thought that one either used a weapon, OR used a power of the mind.  But when I finally learned to walk... it went something like this."

Verrin assumed a pose, and ignited the shaft in his grasp.  Not one, but two violet plasma beams emerged from it, revealing it to be a saberstaff.  He began a series of slow movements, strikes and counters, the basics of one of the lightsaber forms. But within a moment, he began to build up speed, going through them faster, and faster, until the lightsaber beams were a blur, humming in a two-note chord of harmony.  Still, he went faster, now adding footwork and twists of his body this way and that.

"Reach out with your senses.  Don't just watch with your eyes.  Try to feel what I'm doing in the Force too."

Faster still.  Now the violet beams were arcs - the speed of the weapon was such that even though he had to be stopping their momentum, an untrained eye couldn't detect the points of reversal. And then, his own limbs began to blur, as the Force pushed him physically beyond what the laws of physics should allow.

Ridiculously fast - the only way to track him with the naked eye was to observe the trail of light he left behind, not anticipating where he was going next. It was like watching a sparkling firework, waved rapidly to and fro. Time seemed to pass differently, and the observer would witness where he'd been, not where he was. And then, of a sudden, he was no longer there in front of Kai.  He was gone.

But the sound of humming had dropped back to two distinct pitches - the saberstaff had come to a stop...

... behind her.

Verrin was standing still, behind Kai, with his weapon 'at rest'.  The plasma blades revealed significant sweat running down his face, dripping from nose and chin. He thumbed the switch, and the two beams retracted back into the hilt, leaving them both in silence and dim light once again.

"Unity of body, and mind... and the Force. Three sisters, not two. That's what makes us different from normal people.  That's what makes you different."

Verrin sat down again, this time instead of beside Kai, he was facing her. "Now.  Let's begin with scooting."

Ataru Expert Force Power used: Teleport

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How to Save a Life, Chapter Ten: The Parents/Epilogue

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13114463/10/How-to-Save-a-Life

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16544213/chapters/39427900

https://open.spotify.com/user/1252078465/playlist/55n1fi5U0duHGsiGf9p0Ii?si=hdQVM3ChQj2pkam32apBkw

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Stardust

Fandom: Star Wars Pairing: Finn x (Resistance member)reader Genres: fluff Words: 1.925 Summary: You’re assigned to help Finn settle into the Resistance and during the time, you and him become friends. But, is there a chance for something more? - requested by @captainbarness A/N: First fic for Star Wars so every feedback would be appreciated! :)

A sudden commotion captures your attention and so you shift your gaze from a screen and fix it on a growing group of men and women, visibly sharing an exciting news. Their eyes are alight, faces tinted with pink.

You scoff and return your attention to the screen. You were never one to gossip, never too keen to hear fresh rumors, unlike many of your friends. Working in the Resistance base was interesting as it was, you didn’t need a dose of gossip every day.

Yet, try as you might, you can’t avoid it. Thea, one of your friends, who works at a station next to yours, scampers to her workplace and after sitting down slides her chair closer to you.

“Y/N, have you heard?” she whispers, an excitation evident in her voice and you fight back an urge to roll your eyes.

“No, but I am sure you’re about to tell me, right?”

“Well, yes! Finn, that stormtrooper, woke up this morning!”

“And what it has to do with our job?”

She snorts.

“You always spoil my fun.”

“Thea, I don’t see how that Finn guy affects our work here. I get that you’re all hyped about him, but what he has to do with me?” you shrug and Thea sends you a indignant grimace.

“He’s cute, you know.”

“And? Have you seen him?”

“No, but I know a girl who knows someone who works in the medical ward. And she says he’s handsome.”

“You’re unbelievable,” you chuckle, shaking your head at her. Thea winks at you before the two of you decide to finally get back to work. The reports and scans won’t do themselves, and you have to concentrate all your attention to be able to spot anything out of ordinary or possibly threatening on the maps.

You hear Thea chatting with someone, but you don’t register her words. She’s probably just passing the news and you, having already learnt it, don’t deem it necessary to keep listening to her. Besides, what else can she tell you apart from so essential for your work fact that the former stormtrooper is awake?

Sighing, you narrow your eyes at a spot on the radar. It seems to be a common fleet of merchants passing by, but you decide to keep an eye on it until it will fly away far enough for you to consider it not-hostile.

You become so focused on the job at hand that you practically mute all of the sounds that surrounds you, your mind set entirely on the radar in front of you.

That’s why you don’t notice General Organa at first. Only when Thea nudges your side you throw her murderous gaze. She tilts her head and when you follow her gaze your gaze lands on General, standing next to your station, a small smile on her lips.

You jump onto your feet.

“G-general! I’m so sorry-“

“Oh, stop it, Y/N. You were doing your job. Anything worth mentioning?”

“No, just a fleet of merchants,” you say, although your voice is still a bit shaky. You take a quick glance at the radar. “It’s gone now, so nothing to worry about.”

“Good,” she nods. “But I’m here to give you a task. You probably heard that Finn is awake?”

You do your best to not look at Thea, who, by the way, is probably eavesdropping.

“I did, yes.”

“I want you to show him around the base, introduce him to everything. He will start training soon, but till then, I would like you to get him accustomed with the place.”

“Yes, sure.”

“Come to medical ward tomorrow morning. He should be in shape already,” she gives you a warm smile before leaving and you return on your seat, quite surprised. Out of all people in the base you were given a task to take care of the mysterious former stormtrooper? Why?

“I can’t believe it, you’re so lucky, Y/N,” Thea mutters and pouts, and you roll your eyes at her.

You make a mental note to meet her with that Finn guy before she can pester you too much about it.

______

The next day, as you were said, you’re on your way to the medical ward. You don’t feel anxious or scared. You’re curious about him, and, frankly, after hearing what Thea told you apart from the gossip, kind of excited to meet him.

He was a stormtrooper in the First Order and chose to join the Resistance, it’s not an everyday occurrence to be assigned to someone like that. Or to actually meet somebody like that, to be honest.

Only now it occurs to you what a responsible job it is. Yet, from General told you yesterday evening, Finn knew the basics, just needed to learn how to move around the base and such.

She also assured you that Finn would not be a bother. Hopefully!

You greet the nurses as you walk in, waving your hand at them. They know why you’re here and so one of them leads you to a bed at the furthest end of the room.

On it, with back turned to you, sits a rather tall, broad-shouldered man, dressed in all black. His hair is freshly trimmed and as you near the spot you can smell sandalwood. A nurse checking his vitals laughs at something he’s said and when she sees you, an odd grimace crosses her face.

Finn looks at you over his shoulder when you approach the bed.

“You’re Y/N?”

“Yes. General has already visited you?”

“She sure has. She’s been coming every two hours since I woke up.”

“And how do you feel?” you ask, genuinely concerned. He was badly injured and his recovery was quite long.

The nurse is done with the examinations, and leaves the two of you alone. Finn gives you a tight smile.

“My back still hurts,” he admits and you nod, not really knowing how to respond. “But overly, I’m fine. Ready to dive into the Resistance!”

You chuckle.

“Step by step. I will show you around, explain what each department does and then, from what I’ve heard, you are to start training. But till then, I’m afraid that you’re stuck with me.”

He grins, standing up.

“I don’t mind, Y/N. So, where do we head first?”

______

Although you thought the base would bore him to no end, Finn was eager to explore every part of it. He was enthusiastic, peeking his head into every room, walking into every hall with awe written on his face.

With every passing day you were fonder of him. He was kind-hearted, funny guy with a strong sense of just and didn’t mind when you asked him about his time in the First Order.

You saw it wasn’t easy for him to talk about it. Sure, his past wasn’t something one would brag about but he made a good decision to leave it behind and fight for the good cause. You were happy he joined in and that you were assigned to him.

During that time Finn and you became friends, more often than not hanging out even after you were supposed to part ways and get some rest. As you promised, you introduced him to Thea, who was practically fangirling over him, but Finn remained calm and gladly talked to her.

And Finn started to be the only thing she would babble about at work.

“Y/N, you can’t be that blind!”

“I can and apparently I am,” you say dismissively but you know she will carry on nonetheless. You got back to your regular work only yesterday, after Finn began his training.

“He literally makes puppy eyes at you, how can you not see it?”

“Because I am focused on my work?”

She snorts.

“You wouldn’t know that a guy was flirting with you, even if he stated it clearly.”

“Thea, Finn is not flirting with me.”

“Yeah, right. And those sparkles between you two are illusion, too? Everyone sees it.”

“Sees what, exactly?”

“You know… you and Finn getting lovey-dovey when you see each other…”

“Thea!”

“What? I’m just telling you the obvious!”

“I’m not getting lovey-dovey with Finn,” you mutter and glare at her but she only smiles teasingly.

Truth be told, you maybe do feel something else to Finn than sympathy. But only maybe. You still aren’t sure as to what precisely it is but yes, you think about Finn when he’s not around, although he’s your friend, of course you’re concerned!

Once, maybe twice you caught yourself staring at him when you walked pass the training room and he was there. But, again, you were worried – he was injured, what if he hurt himself by accident?

It didn’t mean you fell for him, right? Right?

You furrow your brows, hearing Thea sighing.

“Hey, I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“I’m not upset, I’m thinking.”

“About Finn?” she sings and you let out an exasperated grunt.

“Thea, can you stop?!”

“Nope,” she laughs at your edginess, watching as you cover your face with your hands.

You open your mouth to say something to her but a cheerful voice cuts you off.

“Hi, stardust! Hi, Thea!”

“Hi, Finn,” Thea greets him and you slide your hands away from your face, meeting Finn’s gleeful eyes. You completely ignore Thea’s possible look at the nickname Finn gave you.

“I got my lightsaber!”

You clap your hands.

“That’s great! So you’re a proper member of Resistance’s fighters now?”

“Yes, I am! And I am now taking you for a walk.”

“Oh, is that so?” you tease and Finn clears his throat, straightening his back as he walks closer to your chair.

“Ma’am, may I ask for your company on a stroll?”

“Gladly!” you stand up and smooth your jacket, a wide grin appearing on your face. Just before you’re about to leave, you look at Thea with a question in your eyes.

“Go, I’ve got this,” she assures you and tosses you a wink.

You stick out your tongue at her and take Finn’s offered hand, walking out of the base.

Of course, there are people staring at you, well, at Finn to be precise. But you don’t feel intimidated or anxious about it. Steadily, you leave the base behind and walk into the surrounding jungle.

You glance at Finn. He remained silent, which was rather unlikely for him. His grip on your hand is tight and only now you realize that his palm is a bit clammy.

Suddenly, he turns to face you, making you stop abruptly.

“I gotta tell you something.”

“O-okay,” you mutter, knitting your brows in confusion. Finn inhales deeply and exhales sharply through his nose and purses his lips together before saying on one breath,

“I like you.”

“I like you, too, Finn.”

“No, Y/N, I like you,” he raises his brows meaningfully and nods his head slowly.

“I got it the first time, dummy,” you smile brightly as Finn’s eyes widen and his mouth falls open.

“So, uhm,” he regains his composure, his thumb brushing against your knuckles, “are you okay with being my girlfriend?”

“More than okay,” you move your hand away a little only to be able to entwine your fingers with his and Finn’s lips spread into an elated grin, so bright it almost blinds you.

Then, just as suddenly as he confessed, he leans in to press his lips to yours, absolutely surprising you.

But you love it. Everything with Finn has been surprising which only makes it this more exciting. 

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[Fic] Separate Ways - Chapter 12 & Epilogue

Pairing: Din Djarin x Luke Skywalker

Rating: Explicit (!!!)

Warnings: N/A

Chapter Excerpt: Han tilts his head on a dramatic angle as he gazes down at him. “You gotta keep adopting new religions, huh?” Han teases. “Someone shows up with an old, nearly extinct motto and you just can’t help yourself?”

Chapter 12 & Epilogue