#tahls watches wrestling

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Sami and Kevin are the Fuckin undisputed tag team champions. I'm so fucking happy and proud

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My main man is looking amazing. Brood till we die

Repping The Brood till we die.

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Order Sanctuary 2

Anakin grunted as he managed to pull the last load of lumber up the hill and onto the paved path leading towards the shed.  Close behind him was Obi-Wan who pulled his own load while Ahsoka followed with her bundles of sticks.

All three of them had been all about the sanctuary helping Qui-Gon and Tahl with mundane chores.  While the two humans were fully capable of doing this by themselves, along with a few work horses also kept on the property, they were currently busy getting the new herd settled.

While most humans would just set up a stall with the bare necessity of comfort, Qui-Gon and Tahl went out of their way to ensure each stall was at least semi-unique from the others.  Since each centaur was unique, their stalls were going to reflect that.

The twins of that herd were Fives and Echo who opted to share one of the larger stalls still available.  Hardcase also had to be housed in a rather large stall. Less Tahl pays for a new wall every month with how much that man kicked.

Cody, Fox, Wolffe, Rex, and Bly could all be housed separately without fear of them doing anything rash.  As stated before they were wild centaurs, but that didn’t mean they lacked common sense.

Well, most of them didn’t lack it.

Compared to Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Ahsoka, the new guys were rather active.  

Only Fives and Echo had any indication of having coexisted with humans.  The blue five branded on Fives’ flank as well as the colored tape on his legs were a dead gave away.  Echo also had tape on his legs, but they looked more like supports than anything else.

A brief conversation Anakin overheard between Cody and Qui-Gon revealed the twins had briefly been put through race horse training.  However, given their wild nature, and the fact they had been free not a month ago, that didn’t work out leading to Echo’s injury and Fives’ skepticism in humans.

As for the rest, they all showed their wild affiliation in how much they would run about the fields and pastures open for them.  Anakin often watched them wrestle and race with each other during his little breaks of hauling lumber about.

He wasn’t going to lie when he said he was a bit jealous about the amount of free time they had.

“Anakin, it’s quite rude to stare.” Obi-Wan voiced as he gently nudged the other’s side. “You could just go up and talk to them.  They won’t bite.”

Anakin chuckled. “Me getting bitten is the least of my worries.”

“Yes, well, they all seem to be reasonable from what I’ve managed to see.  Give them a chance.” Obi-Wan sighed as they walked towards the shed.

On the way, Ahsoka struck up a conversation about Rex whose new stall was going to be right next to hers.  A little fact Anakin was not comfortable with, but given his little interactions with him, he didn’t have much of a stable surface to argue on.

According to Ahsoka, Rex was the “Dad” of the herd.  He, Fives, Echo, and Hardcase all came from the same wild herd with Cody, Wolffe, Fox, and Bly coming from separate herds of their own.

Rex was lucky enough to remain with three of his herd members, but the others were split up during the round up and auction events.  Having gone through similar situations herself, Anakin wasn’t surprised Ahsoka was quick to form a friendly bond with the other male.

She was, after all, still a kid.

Back to Rex.

Apparently Rex was the one who steered the herd and made general decisions for them.  He also kept them out of as much trouble as he physically could, but often had more success when Cody was involved.

Cody was the undeniable “Mom” of the herd.  He kept the others in line and didn’t often take no as an answer.  He had a bit of trouble with Wolffe and Fox seeing as they were once the lead horse of their own herd, but they seemed to have come to some sort of compromise.

After dropping off the lumber and sticks to the staff members of the sanctuary, the group split up.  Anakin and Ahsoka went off to get to know the new guys a bit more while Obi-Wan headed to the nursery to check in with the numerous amounts of colts living here.

Given that it was a sanctuary, that little fact was far from surprising.

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Qui-Gon Jinn/Tahl- “Happy Medium”

This was a @jedifest December Drabbles daily treat prompt from forever ago that refused to leave me alone. It started as a quick drabble that sort of...got longer. This piece had to be done though- JA was what solidly entrenched me into the SW fandom and it was how I discovered what fanfiction was all those years ago. I entertained the idea of writing a fic for the series back then but never could imagine myself actually doing it. I guess I have changed, in a good way (; 

If you haven’t read the JA books yet, do it. They are short, simple but so good- I revisit them whenever I need a quick SW novel fix. Anyways enough chatter from me, I hope you enjoy!

(Btw, I totally shipped these two before I knew what shipping even was lol)

This fic can now be found on AO3! 

Title:  Qui-Gon Jinn/Tahl- “Happy Medium”

Fandom: Star Wars Expanded Universe (Jedi Apprentice)

Word Count: 670

Summary: Attachment is forbidden. Qui-Gon Jinn must deal with matters of the heart.

The Room of a Thousand Fountains was one of Qui-Gon’s favorite locations in the Jedi Temple. The greenhouse was filled with lush flora from hundreds of worlds across the galaxy and the air around him practically sang with the Living Force. As a youngling, he would often retreat to his favorite spot by the lake when he needed to be alone. Many years had passed since then but still he found himself returning again and again to this sanctuary when his laden heart grew too heavy to bear.

When Qui-Gon arrived, someone else was already there- the very someone who preoccupied his mind and heart over the past months. He was about to turn and leave when Tahl tilted her head to the side. “Leaving already?” She chided.

Caught, Qui-Gon had no choice but to stay. He was a tall man but he knelt gracefully in the grass next to her.

“I needed to get away. It is exhausting being treated as an invalid all the time.” Tahl gave him a small half-grin, her striking green and gold eyes finding his face instantly. Qui-Gon began to smile in return but suddenly remembered that it would make no difference to Tahl. He still found it hard to look fully into her eyes, knowing that they would never see again.

The bright expression on Tahl’s face faltered and fell. “You’re feeling sorry for me again,” She turned away with a resigned sigh. Qui-Gon couldn’t help but feel irritation rise and spill.

“You misunderstand my concern.” He said curtly. With a sinking feeling, Qui-Gon immediately regretted his thoughtless reply. He did not mean to sound so brusque.

The sharp edge of his words was not lost on Tahl though. She regarded him with an arched eyebrow. “Then what is it?” Her tone was unrelenting. She had never been one to back down from a challenge.

Qui-Gon nearly said it. On the tip of his tongue were the words that he longed to say to her. He had spent months wrestling and sorting through tangled emotions until he finally realized what his heart had been trying to say.

Tahl looked at him curiously, picking up on his sudden distress. Qui-Gon felt his breath catch. He knew what his feelings were, but he was not sure of hers. Was he willing to take the risk though? Was it fair for him to put their friendship to the test? The moment hung suspended between them and fell, swirling into the depths of the lake.

“I apologize. I have had a lot on my mind lately.” Qui-Gon gave a small smile, “I...care for you very much. Is it wrong for an old friend to worry?”

Tahl was silent for awhile. For a moment Qui-Gon thought he had upset her. But when he looked at her, there was a faint smile playing around her lips. Tahl closed her eyes and tilted her face upward. “Do you remember the time we climbed those cliffs?”

“Of course I do.” Qui-Gon gazed across the lake at the sheer rock face rising high above the rippling water, “We were supposed to be in meditation class. Master Yoda nearly caught us.”

“Ah yes, that would have been unfortunate.” Tahl’s sightless eyes flashed as she grinned and nudged him. “But we didn’t get caught.”

“I’ll never forget that day, though.” She continued, the smile on her face grew wider at the memory. “It was the first time I truly felt the Force- The moment that it all suddenly started to make sense and I began to understand what it meant to be a Jedi.”

Qui-Gon couldn’t help but smile as he watched Tahl. She looked radiant. She looked happy, content...Complete. His heart gave a painful lurch but he pushed the feeling aside.

“I’ll never forget that day either.” He nudged Tahl in return, “That was the day we decided to become friends.”

She gave a gentle smile and looked at him, her eyes green and gold. 

“Yes, friends forever.”

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Sith tahl and more consort quigon please? While on a mission tahl accidentally reveals she's a sith sorceress and quigon's shocked but is fine with it?

Tahl was drowsing happily against her husband. They were not actually wed yet, only betrothed but it still counted. Of course they could not display their rings openly, it was not the Jedi way - not that Tahl particularly cared, but she did not want to cause her beloved more trouble than he usually had - and so they wore their rings on a stabile leather band around their necks, close to their hearts.Qui-Gon was silently reading the mission report, the young Sith had already done so, she was always prepared. A yawn made it passed her lips and she moved until she was more comfortable snuggled against the tall and long haired man. A heavy arm was draped over her form and a gentle kiss pressed against her brow.

“We are almost there,” a deep baritone said, barely above a whisper, in case his beloved was still asleep. 

She wasn’t. “About time,” yet she made no move to rise from her position, not that the male minded. They would be separated soon enough.

Qui-Gon silently vowed to NEVER again take a mission that had previously been assigned to Mace Windu. There was a reason why a Vaapaduser and a Council member had been assigned these ‘harmless negotiation mission’ - as the Council had called it - and not mere Knights. Granted, Qui-Gon was no Knight, he was a Master, but he was also a maverick. And he would NEVER help Mace out, never again.

Sea blue eyes briefly glanced towards the female, who was fighting bravely against the incoming warriors from the tribe that had refused the Jedis’ help from the very beginning. It should not have surprised him that they were now ambushed. In all honesty, the tribe was not interested in peace and negotiation either, it had only ‘agreed’ in hope of extinguishing its concurrence. A pity that Tahl and Qui-Gon were there to stop them.

An angry cry escaped the Noorian and once more the long haired Jedi found his attention on his partner. Something was wrong with the female, he could feel it in the dark aura that was beginning to surround her. Also, the Tahl he had gotten to know, would never have yelled like this, it was simply not who she was. 

Their gazes met and Qui-Gon gasped in shock, when he saw that his partner’s eyes had changed from their usual green-gold striped color, to a sithly yellow.

“What the kriff?” he asked aloud and did not notice the enemy creeping up behind him.

Yellow eyes widened, “Qui, watch out! Behind you!”

Only barely was he able to raise his lightsaber in time to block the laser, but the warrior was so close, that he collided with the Jedi and brought him down with him. Qui-Gon now found himself with a blade to his throat and his hand grabbing the wrist of the man kneeling above him, desperately trying to stop him from cutting open his throat.

Qui-Gon and his opponent wrestled for a few moments. Neither male would get the upper hand, but it was clear that the tall Jedi was at a great disadvantage. Other enemies were quickly approaching and he had no real chance of defending himself now. He silently cursed, he couldn’t leave Tahl to fend all on her own.

A ripple of pain resonated in the Force and the Jedi knew immediately that it had come from Tahl. She was wounded, but it had not felt severely. What had happened. 

“Pradzia minions ir serve tu'iea mistress.” Strange and foreign words were spoken by the female and Qui-Gon would have furrowed his brow, were he not fighting for his life.

“”Daboti kam kash manosi.”

Again the Force shook mysteriously and the ground began to vibrate. The tall male feared for his neck, but then something arose from the earth to his right and it gripped the enemy and brought him down. Other seemingly living things were emerging from the earth and attacking the warriors, but the Jedi only had eyes for his partner, whose hand was bleeding. Tahl had cut herself and a sudden realization his Qui-Gon. His soon to be wife was a Sith witch, there was no other way she could have done this.

An amused huff escaped him and bearded features smiled at the fidgeting female. Oddly enough, he did not care…

Translation: (Sith language)

Pradzia minions ir serve tu'iea mistress - Rise minions and serve your mistress.

Daboti kam kash manosi. - Protect what is mine.

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True. My siblings and rarely talk after our fight.

When Qui-Gon gets involved.

Qui-Gon: Hey, Plo! Where was my cookie?

Plo: What? I never at—

*Qui-Gon kicks Plo down the stairs.*

Qui-Gon: You fucking bitch!

Mucah walking by: What’s happening?

Qui-Gon: Plo ate the last cookie. Also we’re out of ice cream sandwiches.

*Plo getting up the stairs.*

Micah: You fucking bitch! *Kicks Plo down the stairs.*

Plo: *Screaming.*

Tahl walking by with a cookie and ice cream sandwich: Hey, Qui! What are you doing?

Qui-Gon: *Flushed and stammering.* Oh...Uh...Tahl, pretty...

Tahl: Huh?

Micah: *Smirking.* We’re just wrestling, like men do. Jokingly say “you fucking bitch” to each other. Watch!

*Plo standing up.*

Micah tackling: You fucking bitch, I win!

Plo: *Muffled.* What Kriff?!

Tahl: How cute! You mind if I join?

Micah shouting: Yes!

Plo: No!

Tahl: Alright! Get ready! Can you hold this, Qui?

Qui-Gon: Anything for you, Tahl...*Holds the food.*

Tahl: Thanks. *Leaps.* You fucking bitch!!

Plo: *Screaming.*

Micah: *Laughing.*

When you try to be a bro for your bro’s crush. These guys stood by each other cause their chaotic energies until Tahl died and Qui-Gon lost two Padawans and became a jerk.

Micah: Let’s be real, you’re not really friends until you can say “You fucking bitch” but in a loving way

Plo: YOU KICKED ME DOWN THE STAIRS, MICAH

Micah: And I’d do it again, you fucking bitch

Plo: M I C A H, N O

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Not going to lie completely forgot Jinder is a former world champion. My bad.

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That is how you make a fucking entrance. REY MYSTERIO. Shout out Eddie

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Let's go, MAMI

MAMIMAINA

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Brock and Cody vs Roman and Solo I'm so here for this. Fuck you Roman.

The Beast Incarnate, and the American Nightmare

HOLY FUCK

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Papa Hunter, I love you

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Prince Charming Cody Rhodes.

Finish the story Cody.

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Seth my dude what in the actual fuck is that outfit

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One of the best fatal four-way tag team matches. Big men shouldn't be able to do some of those things. Colour me impressed

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Now, this is a former world champion. The Rock has come home to the wwe

The Great One Is Back

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Want to lose an entire crowd. Trips bring out the man we can't stand