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#undertale#sans#papyrus#undyne#frisk#myart#i was gonna doodle a thing with undyne going HELL YEAH and trying to take off her pants too but it looked ugly so nvm lol#imagine it. i your mind's eye#ponder this visage#well? are you pondering?
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Tis but a flesh wound!
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#poorly drawn mdzs#jin guangyao#lan xichen#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#JGY's little shawl waits for him at the front entrance. It's for him to wear in the cloud recesses because he gets cold easy.#Lan Xichen personally hand knit it for him. This is canon within this universe now.#JGY is failing his little chess game so bad in this scene. He walks up and cutely pouts at LXC to pwease help him in his schemes#And when LXC rightly points out the holes in his reasoning he gets his back up!#But *dude* how the hell are you going to explain how WWX has been doing all these crazy things when the guy was Passed Out.#LXC can even attest to it. Back to JGY holding the idiot ball here; why make a point to press about WWX staying at CR#And not take into account the fact the lan brothers have an incredibly tight bond?#Why was he even *attempting* to drive a wedge between them?#Honestly I know we love to call JGY a schemer but he was so sloppy at so many points. Everything post secret room reveal-#has been a messy scramble to cover up his past transgressions. He is struggling to keep things under control!#He currently is staying in the public favour solely on the quality of his melancholic wet eyes.#You dare accuse jin guangyao of murder? When he's so sopping wet? When he whimpers and whines without a little treat?#To bad he's shown his teeth! Sorry you aren't old enough for dentures and can't put those teeth right back in your mouth.
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thinking of a new steddie fic/au hmmm.
Itâs just the classic, Steve buys weed from Eddie in season 1 era, he and Tommy meet him at the bench in the woods behind school. Steve and Eddie have some playful banter and clearly get along, but itâs dismissed as just a drug deal and they go on about their lives.
Next time they meet is when a frantic Steve comes and finds Eddie after heâs just fought off the demogorgon for the first time. Heâs rattled, and skittish, wearing a nasty black bruise on his eye, and just overall not acting like himself. He snaps at Eddie multiple times to just âhurry upâ and âget him his stuffâ, and sure heâs being an asshole, but more than anything Eddie is just concerned. He has never seen The King Steve Harrington lose his cool like this. So Eddie cautiously gives him the weed, making sure not to give too much, and lets him go about his day, but not before asking if heâs alright. Steve clearly wasnât expecting this and brushes it off defensively, but that doesnât mean heâs not thinking about it for the rest of his week. How the hell did Eddie Munson notice something was wrong, when his own parents didnât? Nor his âfriendsâ?
They cross paths again a year later, the beginning of season two. Steve is still with Nancy and has freshly dumped his old douchebag crew of superficial friends. He is still sitting quite comfortably on the higher ranks of popularity, but there is no denying his status is not what it used to be. He comes to buy weed from Eddie in the first week back at school, and itâs a casual interaction. Heâs still as charmingly stuck up as he ever was, but now without Tommy there to judge his every move, he seems a little more at ease when making casual conversation with Eddie. Eddie doesnât mention the year before and Steve is so glad for it, secretly very embarrassed that he went to Eddie for some refuge after arguably his most traumatic experience to date. He gets his stuff, giving Eddie a smirk when he notices heâs dropped the price significantly for Steve when itâs just him alone. Eddie gives him a challenging smile back, almost daring him to call it out, but he doesnât. They both just laugh and part ways.
The next run in is tinaâs halloween party. They notice eachother when Steve first arrives, making eye contact and giving a polite nod. Maybe Eddie lifts his drink up to Steve in a silly salute. They donât speak at all or make any effort to hang around eachother. That is, until Steve storms down the stairs in a rage after heâd gone up there with Nancy Wheeler. But then are those- tears? Eddie was standing on the front porch smoking a cigarette, trying to discreetly hide from one Billy Hargrove to avoid having to sell him anything, but staying visible enough that he wonât lose all chances of making any money tonight. Steve storms right past him and hits his shoulder. Eddie whips around and is about to call him a dick before he sees who it is.
Steve tries to quickly wipe his face, he wonât make eye contact with Eddie, and heâs clearly trying to get out as fast as he can. Eddie doesnât let him, though, since heâs obviously not thinking very clearly and is most likely about to do something emotional and stupid. He asks if Steveâs alright, and his answers are all short and rushed, so heâs definitely not. Theyâre not really friends, but Eddieâs not an asshole.
â ïżœïżœDid you drive?â Eddie asks
ïżœïżœYeahâ
âWell, youâre drunk, Steve. You canât get behind a wheel right now. And if I knowingly let you, then that makes me an accomplice. Iâll take you home.â
Steve tries to protest, attempting to push past him, but Eddie interjects. âYeah, yeah, alright! Donât thank me yet, Steveâo. This is not for you, see, Iâm not trying to get a criminal record, here. I cant go to prison, Steve. Do you know what theyâd do to a pretty guy like me in prison? Nope, letâs go hot stuff.â â
Eddie takes Steve home. They donât talk much. By the time they reach Steveâs drive way and Eddie has put his van in park, Steve is making no attempt to exit the vehicle just yet. Eddie doesnât know what to do, he didnât really plan this far, so heâs just tapping away awkwardly at his steering wheel while Harrington stares down the dashboard so clearly lost in thought Eddie fears his head might explode. Steve tells Eddie what happened, says itâs ârelationship troublesâ, and heâs not quite sure what compelled him into being so honest with Eddie Munson, but heâs blaming the alcohol. Eddie wasnât expecting that. They chat for a bit, Eddie makes Steve laugh and considers the whole night a success after that. Then they start cracking jokes about their shared hatred for Hargrove, and Steve looks and sounds a bit more ok to go inside. He thanks Eddie, quite sincerely actually, and it throws him a bit. He stutters a âyeah, for sure. Itâs no problem.â And Steve goes home.
After that, itâs a little different. Steve, doesnât actually really have anyone, anymore. When they go back to school heâs now greeting Eddie here and there in the hallways, making conversation when they find themselves alone together, in the lunch line or at the bathroom sink. He doesnât approach Eddie when thereâs too many people around, though. As much as heâs grown, Steve Harrington still carryâs some prejudice in him about how certain things may make him look. But it doesnât bother Eddie too much. Itâs not like they are really friends, theyâre just like, strange acquaintances. And Steve would never deny that they get along, that really Eddieâs ânot so badâ. So thatâs a win.
Steve finds Eddie again not long after the party to buy some more weed, a plan that sparked purely out of boredom. Eddie says yes, of course, but tells him if he wants it today he will need to wait till after school and meet Eddie at his place, since he was busy. So Steve takes a trip to the Munson trailer to make his deal. Eddie invites him inside and they sit together on the couch as he gets Steveâs bag ready. They end up making quite pleasant conversation, joking around and ultimately finding they are really enjoying each otherâs company. They enjoy it so much so, that Steve ends up smoking there, with Eddie. So now they are kind of like, hanging out? And itâs fun, so they do it again. Still theyâre not, friends friends, they just get along. Eddie just sells Steve weed sometimes and they keep it civil.
He doesnât hear from Steve for a while, and the next time he sees him itâs from a distance, in passing. The man has the most roughed up face Eddie has ever seen, bruised and swollen in multiple areas, stitches and bandages all over. Itâs really, concerning? completely metal, but alarming. This is the second time Eddie has seen the guy all beaten up like that. He knew that boys fight, but surely not that bad? As worried as he was, Eddie doesnât approach him to ask questions, because they donât know eachother like that. So he goes on about his day, and he doesnât see Steve again after that for quite some time.
Then itâs summer, Eddie isnât graduating again, and heâs not really sure what to do with himself over the break. The new mall has just opened up, and thereâs a cool music store up on the second floor that he likes to visit sometimes with his band friends. And wouldnât you know, working at the Scoops Ahoy located directly across from his favourite store, is Steve Harrington. The guy hasnât come to Eddie for any weed since last year, and then there was that sighting where he looked like heâd just fallen face first into a flying fist or two, so itâs been a minute since Eddieâs seen him. And heâd be lying if he said it wasnât a nice surprise. He only goes into scoops once. Heâs curious, okay? Sue him. And, he knows the girl who works with him, Robin. So he plays it off like he had no idea heâd see Steve there. And to his surprise, Steve actually acknowledges him. He doesnât act like Eddie is a total stranger just because theyâre not in school anymore. The interaction is quick, they make very casual conversation, Eddie says hi to Robin, grabs his milkshake and goes home. Thatâs all. He doesnât go back, and he doesnât really plan to. Steveâs nice, and he knows Eddieâs around if he needs to buy from him again, and thatâs really as far as their relationship goes. Thatâs all it ever was. Itâs been fun getting to know Steve Harrington a little bit better, even if it was just for a short time. Eddie liked having the chance to see in past the quaffed hair and pressed polo shirts to learn that Steve was really just a person under it all. He never thought heâd say it, but Harrington wasnât so bad. It was a nice little eye opening experience for Eddie.
Eddie was ready to write off his little blips of interaction with Steve Harrington as a thing of the past, no hard feelings, and move on with his life. That is, until he gets a knock at his front door in the middle of the night afew days after the big mall fire. And itâs Steve on the other side. And he looks awful, his face is the worst Eddieâs ever seen it. And he wasnât really knocking, more like pounding. He says he needs Eddieâs help.
What the fuck?
#and then he#he asks eddie for help getting really strong drugs oit of your system#and if he knows if thereâs anything out there that can have long lasting affects on your system#and if he can please have some weed too actually so he can sleep because maybe that will help#because please give me more paranoid steve not just moving on right away from being fuckinh drugged non consensually !!!#i need to see season 3 steve going to eddie for help after the russians because he doesnât know anywhere else#and eddie is just like what the actual fuck is this man on about ????#what the hell goes on in the harrington household that causes him to get a black eye annually#and now be rambling about getting drugged????#eddie getting so curious about what is actually going on with him#ugh#anyways might write this proper oooh what do we think#stranger things#eddie munson#steve harrington#steddie#robin buckley#st3#stranger things 2#stranger things 3#steve and eddie#steddie fic#steddie au
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Shall I do it again
#babes#mature woman#babesofinstagram#so hot đ„đ„đ„#hotwives#perfect wife#hot as hell#beauty legs#onlyfans tease#moms of tumblr#gif warning#gif#bootie peach#bootieseason#bootiecandy#booooty#where your eyes linger#tumblr babe#nerdy babe#beach babe#feminine beauty#beautiful body
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Theyâre disgustingly codependant, theyre travelers, theyre investigators, theyâre playing footsie at 50,000 feet.
Also a full mockup of the arm because im proud of it
#tloz#princess zelda#link#botw#totk#breath of the wild#zelink#tears of the kingdom#art#my art#redesign#loz redesigns round 2#listen theyre my favorite#but yes my thought is after recalling zelda links arm began to fade away#giving him pretty much just enough time to save zelda and get her out of the water before disappearing#so new one is a mix of sheikah and zonai tech#ultrahand and fuse are seemingly easily used by constructs#and purah being able to recreate stasis and creating connect while making the arm#im assuming mineru left some fun ideas about mixing sheikah and zonai tech during her time in the purah pad#anyways#zelda has a scar from the sword#10k+ years of divine blade in your forehead will do that#also because it looks vaguely like the third eye without fully going for it#her eyes are also still a little light dragony#anyways the fact we can make noble pursuits now is funny as hell#theyre 125 theyre allowed to have drunken partially nude adventures#their jewelry is indeed made from light dragon bits#i think its metal as hell#also will fully admit to tracing the glider fuck freehanding that
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âWithout 40 ounces of social skills
I'm just an ass in the crack of humanity. â
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Mfw thereâs meaningful representation of PTSD in my roblox game
#regretevator#melanie regretevator#regretevator melanie#dissociation#ptsd#I love her#sheâs me#melanie haters implode neow#regretevator fanart#folly regretevator#kinda#the eyes represent how trauma lingers in the corners of your mind#and how it shapes you#and it may not define you#but it sure as hell feels like it
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shipping Lucifer and Alastor but not romantically or sexually or even platonically but in a secret fourth way. enemies to enemies who hang out with each other all the time. kismesis without the sexy parts. a QPR but in this case the R stands for Rivalry. they both built their own tower on opposite sides of the hotel to avoid each other but neither of them are ever in those towers because they spend all their time in the lobby bickering. they have at least five musical showdowns a week. at first Charlie steps in to deescalate whenever it looks like they're about to actually kill each other but they're always like "we were just talking what's the problem?" so eventually she just leaves them to it. any suggestion to either of them about rising above it or trying to stay away from the other is met with some variation of "I can't back down and give him the satisfaction of thinking he won! also he's fun to piss off" Vox tries to start shit with Alastor and gets smited by the king of hell himself because Lucifer "can't let anything happen to my daughter's hotel's bellhop!" Lucifer seems down after an argument with Charlie and Alastor convinces her to talk things out with her dad who "isn't nearly as entertaining when he's moping about." at no point do they show any signs of hating each other any less. imagine if one of the most important and stable relationships in your life was based on mutual loathing.
#does this even count as shipping i hear you ask#it does if you set aside societys obsession with romance#and open your minds eye to the full spectrum of human emotion and potential fucked up relationships#i want to watch them fight forever#i love hells greatest dad and i think we should keep that energy going#hazbin hotel#alastor#hazbin lucifer#radioapple#< sorta
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are we the sins we have committed? are we the things we have endured? [...] who are we?
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#iwtv#iwtv amc#interview with the vampire#loumand#louis de pointe du lac#vampterview#armand#louis#ldpdl#iwtv spoilers#mine#*24#its gonna be so joever soon its the eye of the hurricane rn#when u both are defined by your relationships to others and find a role and a purpose in them. the brother the lover the leader. OK.#if i have identity issues and YOU have identity issues... who's steering the relationship?? its still armand but at least they can pretend#sorryyy i'll stop posting abt this show soon. or at least for a little while. maybe. probably. add pensive face with its ass out emoji here#1 funny thing abt ep3 was that when they started talking abt good and evil i laughed out loud and said can we get fucking sartre in here#jesus christ. and then sartre was sitting right there and schooled them + told them to stfu. gagged me a bit ngl#also something something hell is other people we are trapped by others' perceptions of us their judgement enters our knowledge of ourselves#you get it. im gonna go build weird houses in ts4. goodbye
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2024? Idk, I'm still here
#this scene changed something in me I am not the same ever since#hands eyes emotions everything screams LOVE here#how can you have THIS in your show and cancel it wtf is this behavior#mad as hell but i believe in happy endings so#save lockwood and co#save lockwood & co#lockwood and co#locknation#locklyle#lockwood & co#lucy carlyle#anthony lockwood#jonathan stroud
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PAUL: Weâd arrived in the afternoon and everyone was just settling in. I put on this disguise and picked up a camera and went around and knocked on the guysâ doors. I knocked on Georgeâs and he came to the door, quite grumpy, you know, âYeah?â and Iâd never seen him like that before. I said, âPersei, yea? Persei?â A made-up foreign language, like someone who couldnât speak English. And he said, âWhat dâyou want? What dâyou want?â He was quite curt with me, he was getting quite nasty actually, so I just changed the accent, âParsei, George, parsei, canât you tell, itâs Paul speaking. Itâs me!â and I went into my real accent. And he goes, âFuckinâ hell!â Brian Epstein was in the bath with his door open when Paul wandered in. PAUL: I had a camera round my neck so I looked like a guy pestering people for photos and I had a little card I was flashing. It was one Iâd been given by Wesley Rose of Acuff and Rose, the music publishers, and I was impressed by it because it was see-through red plastic. So I pulled this out and said, âParsei, parsei?â Brian said, âYes, can I help you?â I said, âParsei? Mr. Epstein? Photo?â He said, âNo, no, no, not now. Look, canât you see Iâm in theââ âNo, no, no, Brian, canât you tell itâs me?â Freaked him out.
Paul McCartney Many Years from Now, recounting a story from 1964 of testing out the disguise he would later use to travel around France incognito
#paul stop barging in on your gay employees when they're nude#george's âfuckin hellâ#you know there was a big eye roll to accompany that#paul mccartney#the beatles#mclennon
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SEUNGMIN MBC 240810
#brothers you dont understand the hell my computer went through for these#ps said lady your disks are scratched youre cooked its over we are forced exiting but i persevered and it was worth it in the end bc God#do i love this look. The eye make up the cropped jacket the silk shirt and waist belt i can even deal with the weird boots#like he genuinely looks so gorgeous........#kim seungmin#seungmin#stray kids#skz#skz gifs#bystay#createskz#staydaily#stray kids gifs#jesskz#skzedit#seungminsource#gagwanzsource#kpop gifs#kpopedit#jypartists#vocalrachasource#thestephtag#thank you all for your time
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#Confessions of a missed opportunity: I almost had LWJ in purple for this comic.#WWX gives him one of his layers to wear and it's never specified what colour it is.#We all love the red inner robe from CQL (And other illustrations) but sit with me for a moment. Think about LWJ in Jiang Purple.#Right now. Close your eyes and give it 5-10 seconds of rotation in your brain.#Welcome back. It's beautiful isn't it. As I write these notes I am upset that I backed out of going through with it.#I think I will simply have to draw it another time. If we get gusu lan white wwx we *need* yunmeng jiang purple lwj!#Anyways; this comic is the pinnacle of teen wangji's bursting-at-the-seams-emotionality that I love him for.#For my sanity I need that teen losing his mind and following bird rules (get fluffy - get blushy - keep beeping)#He is a loser nerd with a begrudging crush on a boy that he doesn't know how to be normal about.#LWJ seems like your typical 'cool guy love interest' until you realize that he's actually kind of soggy and pathetic.#My favourite lan wangji trait is that he's funny as all hell. I feel like wwx a bit because I had a character epiphany when I realized this
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vanha kauppahalli date but the dessert edition aka the more enjoyable edition if not because sasha has a sweet tooth so we can like these foods freely
sasha in the midst of eating merengue and almost choking to death because he thinks any comment out of maffhews mouth is funny maffhew sweetheart we have to think about the effect we have on the people around us for a single second here
#aleksander barkov#matthew tkachuk#florida panthers#2425#[insert my cake vs tart vs pie translations into eng rant here yes my eye twitched lets move on.]#im sorry has maffhew never had merengue in his life girl you live in soflo with so many hispanic bakeries#wdym you dont know how to eat merengue yeah if you use that much force its gonna cave in on itself đđđđ#(man who grew up in america) ânever afraid of that [powdered sugar]â#man with texture issues likes the spongy cake and not the one thats texture hell because its airy and dry#and if youre not used to it feels weird. shocker!#as someone w texture issues if its a really bad day i cant even eat it either despite how much i like it yeah i get its a chalky texture#but girl we do have to take you on like a pastry soflo tour im so serious#runebergin torttu reigning superior yeah#kills me the way maffhew just repeats everything wrong and im like oh his ears are POPPED popped after that flight huh#my guy hows your auditorial processing just asking#âkeep the flagâ sasha hes sentimental don't encourage his trinket collection#ârunebergin torttuâ âroodoboo stars?â its like talking to my grandmother at this point its beautiful#the 1619 date is intricate huh boys
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âCOME TARNISHED TOUCH THE WITHERED HANDâ
#elden ring#I love making these stupid memes#that aside I do like to think Miquella is scary as hell. like the type of creature thatâs pretty but you donât want to make eye contact#with him cause his eyes are burning into your soul#this man HAS seen your browser history and he WILL be blackmailing you with it now touch thegoddamnhandfiend
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The boy stops in his tracks. âI know you,â he says, tilting his head curiously. Heâs not tall, but heâs regal nonetheless, dressed all in white. Something about him makes Leiaâs hair stand on end, and although she hides it she feels a stirring in her own chest. I know you like I know my own soul, she thinks wildly, and wonders where it came from. Has she gone insane?
âThatâs nice,â she says, and shoots him anyway.
He deflects it in a flash of light, a glowing blue laser sword appearing in his hand like magic. Sheâs only seen one of those before, and itâs Vaderâs. If this boy is anything like Vader, she realizes, sheâs in deep shit.
Sheâs smart enough to know when sheâs outmatched. Leia makes the tactical decision to run for her life.
Later, as sheâs getting the hell out of there, she wonders why he didnât try to stop her.
She remembers being young and tugging on her mothers skirts, demanding to know why their guest was so sad. âDoes he not like it here?â Sheâd asked, and then, trembling, because Kenobi always seemed saddest around her. âIs itâŠbecause of me?â
âOh, Leia,â her mother sighed, lifting her into her arms. âItâs not that, I promise.â
âThen what is it?â
âMaster Kenobi lost a child under his care, years ago.â Brehaâs eyes grew deeper, darker. âIt was not his fault, but he blames himself. You remind him of that child, thatâs all.â
Leia had quieted at that, contemplative.
The next time sheâd seen Master Kenobi, she had given him a hug. He didnât seem to know what to do with that, so she resolved to give him more of them. âHeâs lonely,â sheâd told her mother. âNo one should be lonely.â
Looking at Obi-Wan Kenobi now, the memory seemed so far away. Heâd aged thirty years in the ten it had been.
He looks, Leia thinks with a small twinge of regret, very lonely.
âLeia,â he greets. âItâs been a long time.â
Out of the corner of her eye, Leia sees a glint of white.
Kenobi freezes in his tracks. âLuke?â He whispers, and through the distance Leia can hear it as if heâd been speaking directly into her ear.
Master Kenobi lost a child under his care, her mother whispers in her head. He blames himself.
In an instant, Leia understands everything.
Kenobi is still staring at the boy heâd lost so long ago when Vader cuts him down.
Later, as sheâs pacing around on the Falcon to Han muttering darkly about Princesses and supernatural abilities, she rememberers the way the boy collapsed, as if all his strings had been cut. Vader was too occupied with him to even look at her as she shot at him desperately.
Luke. She hates him more than she hates herself.
âThey know where you are,â he hisses frantically. âTheyâre coming for you. You have to run.â
âWait!â Leia quickly pulls up their sonar. Nothing yet, but it would explain the distant queasiness sheâd felt since theyâd landed. She tended to trust her gut. âHow do you know? How much time do we have?â
âNot important, and not enough,â he says. âI have to go, and so do you. You need to leave yesterday.â
âHow do I know I can trust you? I donât even know who you are.â
He pauses. âCall me Skywalker.â
âThatâs not an answer, Skywalker.â
âYes it is.â
She opens her mouth to argue, but there are faint voices on the other end, drawing nearer.
âShit,â Skywalker mutters. âI have to go. Iâll be in contact, okay? Donât ever tell me where you are, or where youâre heading. Vader and Palpatine arenât shy about reading minds. Just leave as soon as you can, and figure out the rest.â
âButââ
Itâs too late. The comm has disconnected.
She stares down at it, disbelieving. How would the Empire know theyâre here? Why should she trust a stranger who somehow got her personal comm code?
Gut feeling or not, on paper this was a perfect location. Supplied, armored, and most importantly, extremely well hidden. There was no real reason to think it would possibly be found out.
Itâs probably a trap. Almost definitely a trap.
Han sticks his head in the door, a sour look on his face. âHey Princess, can you tell these idiotsââ
She makes a decision then and there.
âWeâre leaving.â
âWhat?â
âWeâre evacuating, effective immediately.â She pushes past him, and he follows so close heâs nearly stepping on her heel.
âWhy? I think itâs pretty cozy here. Actual sunlight doesnât hurt, either.â
âApparently too cozy.â She grabs the first person she sees, a pilot who stares at her with wide eyes. âEmergency evacuation. Spread the word to pack everything you can and leave, Iâll let you know where weâre headed when weâre in orbit.â
He salutes and scurries off.
âWoah, hey now.â Han snatches at her elbow until she turns around to face him. âWhatâs going on?â
âThereâs a new informant. He told me the Empire knows weâre here. Theyâre coming for us.â
âAnd you trust this person becauseâŠâ
âI donât have a choice,â she snaps. Someone runs past them, holding three packs filled to the brim with rations. âItâs either heâs lying and weâre not in danger, or heâs telling the truth and weâre going to die if we donât listen. Itâs not exactly hard math.â
It could be a trap of course, but he hadnât suggested any sort of direction or destination to follow, and Leia wasnât inclined to share. Especially not after his tidbit about Vader and Palpatine reading minds.
He squints at her. âThatâs not it.â
âWhat?â
âI donât believe you,â he insists. Heâs so infuriating. Leia doesnât know why she hasnât kicked him out yet.
âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
âYes you do, and youâre either gonna tell me why, or find a different transport when we head out of here.â
âWho said I was riding on your hunk of junk?â She demands. She actually was planning on going with them, since the Falcon has more than enough room for all the supplies that canât fit in the other ships and none of the trustworthiness of the other pilots, but Han doesnât need to know that.
âWell?â
Damn him. Damn him for knowing how to read her. She doesnât know when she let that happen.
âI feel it,â she admits, defeated. âSomething tells me heâs trustworthy. Weâll wait and see if itâs right.â
He studies her. She holds her head high, but inside sheâs jittery at the scrutiny. They donât have time for this.
âYeah, all right,â Han finally says.
âReally?â
âYes, really.â He rolls his eyes, like sheâs not acting absolutely insane by putting all her trust in a random man sheâs never even met. âNow come on, Princess, werenât you the one who said we had to hurry?â
What is it about this man that makes it impossible to tell whether she wants to punch him or drag him into the nearest supply closet? They donât have time to find out.
âSo thereâs good news and bad news.â
âBad news first,â she demands.
âThey know thereâs a mole.â
âShit.â Of course they know, how could they not? She should have been more careful, less obvious about the correlation of their movements with the Empireâs plans. âThe good news?â
âTheyâve tasked me with hunting down this âpathetic rebel spy,ââ Skywalker says, humor in his voice. âThat should buy me some time.â
Leia canât quite stop the snort she lets out. âSeriously?â
âYep. Youâre speaking to a professional mole-hunter, here.â
âWell congratulations on the promotion, Skywalker.â
âThank you,â he says grandly. Then, quieter, âIt wonât last, Princess. Theyâll find out eventually.â
âI know. Just hang in there, it will be over soon.â
âWill it?â He asks, suddenly sounding very young. She realizes that she has no idea how old he is. She doesnât know anything about the man who has saved them more times than she cared to admit, and the idea rattles her until they sign off.
Later, she looks up the name Skywalker in their archives. There are a few results, but only one sticks out.
Anakin Skywalker, Jedi Knight and hero of the Clone Wars. Killed at the hands of Darth Vader. There are gossip articles too, speculations on his relationship with the pregnant Senator Padmé Amidala, who died around the same time Skywalker did. The baby, it seems, died with her.
Unless he didnât.
Itâs ridiculous. Itâs impossible. The idea is so ludicrous that Leia almost rejects it entirely.
But it makes sense. By the Maker, it makes sense.
The child of Anakin Skywalker, it seems, would be a powerful Force user indeed. Powerful enough for Kenobi to take the baby and run. Powerful enough for the Emperor to want him for his own gain. Powerful enough to send Vader after Kenobi and take the boy himself.
Maybe even powerful enough to shield his mind from Vader and Palpatineâs intrusions.
Powerful enough to hide the fact that heâs a spy.
Leia sinks into her chair, covering her face as she laughs.
Maybe Luke isnât so bad after all.
âNo, no, no,â she mutters, digging through the smoking wreckage of the TIE fighter. âDonât be dead, please donât be dead.â
âPrincessâŠâ Han lays a hand on her shoulder that she immediately shrugs off.
âNo, heâs not dead. Heâs not. Luke!â
A faint cough answers her, and sheâs so relieved to hear it she could cry. Behind her, Han starts bellowing for a medic and, âSome damn help here, do you expect us to move all this ourselves?â
âLuke, itâs me,â she sobs. âItâs Leia. Youâre at the Rebel Base. Youâre safe.â
More coughing, and thereâs a worrying rasp to his voice when he says, âYou knowâŠmy name?â
âI figured it out.â
âSmart.â This time, the coughing is so bad Leia and Han both wince.
âShit, kid,â Han says, moving another piece of rubble. âDonât talk. Weâre gonna get you out of here, all right?â
âStand back,â Luke chokes out.
âWhat?â
âStand back. Please.â
Han protests, but something in Leia knows they should listen to him. She drags him back, and motions everyone else to fall back with them. They do, albeit reluctantly.
âClear,â she calls, hoping Luke can hear her.
The TIE explodes.
âFuck!â Han goes back in, Leia on his heels with the terrifying feeling that sheâd just allowed Luke to die, before they both stop in their tracks. Around them, the broken pieces of the TIE are floating.
And curled up in the middle is a man dressed all in white.
âLuke!â She pushes past Han to start dragging him out, and after another moment of staring around them, he helps her.
As soon as they get clear, the pieces fall to the ground with a clatter. Luke falls limp with them.
Han is still looking at the TIE. âCan you do that?â He asks quietly.
Leia pauses her examination of the unconscious man in front of her to glare at him. âIs that what youâre most concerned with right now? Really?â
âExcuse me for asking, Princess!â
âItâs white,â Luke grumbles, pulling at his hospital gown bitterly. âI hate wearing white.â
âShould I be offended?â
He rolls his eyes. âDonât even. You look great and you know it. I just feel like I never left.â
âWell,â she says gingerly. âI guess itâs a good thing you got sick of it. If we went around in matching outfits all the time, people might think weâre twins.â
He snorts. âYeah, right.â
#star wars#star wars fanfiction#luke skywalker#han solo#leia organa#imperial luke skywalker#exactly when luke was taken by the empire is totally up to speculation it could honestly be anywhere from newborn to 5#as for why luke has his dadâs blue lightsaber here instead of like a red one or smth- well you see your honor I thought it would be a slay#but also when you think about it for more than 5 seconds youâre like actually yeah thatâs sick and twisted of palpatine and vader actually#youâre carrying your fathers most treasured weapon#you donât know your father once fought the rise of the very empire you stand to inherit with that blade. you donât know who he defended#you donât know your father brought about the end of the republic with that same weapon#he killed the younglings with it. he fought his closest companion with it#youâre carrying what was once your fathers most treasured weapon. you are your fathers most treasured weapon#just as your father is a weapon now#also I didnât make it clear but obi-wan has his âstrike me down and I become strongerâ moment like he still dies on purpose to cause proble#but when he saw luke he couldnât look away. he had to see him with living eyes one last time#can u tell I had So Many Thoughts on everyone elseâs perspective in this fic too#han is having a constant crisis in the background because 1) force is real 2) princess is annoying AND pretty which sucks for him#in particular and 3) pretty princess is learning to use the force and is hot while doing it. Chewie is laughing at him. life is hell#good lord did not mean to put an entire essay in the tags. i love their super special twin powers (cosmic entity that binds their souls)#edit: GUYS I FORGOT TO NAME THE FUCKING AU#AND WHEN I TRY AND FIX IT IT GLITCHES OUT ON MEEE đđđ
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