#yell at your senators since i can't

[burntblueberrywaffles]

the desperate anidala bitches shall rejoice, because i come offering a second rec list 😌 /lh

My Anidala/Vaderdala rec list! (part 2)

You can find the first rec list here!

sorry I took so long this got buried way down in my drafts but it's finally out 🫡

some of these are not complete so do check chapter count and pls dont yell at me asdfhgkjfh

Modern AUs

The Bet

Anakin's had a crush on Padmé since fourth grade, and after putting up with his pining for seven years, Obi-Wan and Ahsoka are finally stepping in and making a bet that he can't ask her to junior prom in the spring. Meanwhile, Padmé is realizing that Anakin isn't as annoying as she'd always thought. In fact, her feelings towards him are starting to go in quite the opposite direction...

Snow Place Like Home

For genre-typical convoluted reasons involving ill-timed blizzards, Padmé is forced to spend the holidays at Anakin's house. Anakin isn't as upset about his boss staying with him for Christmas as he probably should be.

Second Chances

When Luke Amidala and Leia Skywalker meet at summer camp, they're shocked to discover that they're long-lost twins. The logical next step? Getting their estranged parents back together.

I usually avoid Parent traps AU just because I dislike it as a setup, but when it comes to Anidala a bitch is desperate, and this was a cute and fun one, I really enjoyed it!

Lemon

“What other secret fantasies do I have that are glaring neon signs for you?” Anakin asks. “You’re conflicted,” Padmé says, “because on one hand you want to be a very good boy for me, but on the other you want to misbehave so I have a reason to punish you.” He blows out a plume of smoke and taps the ash off his cigarette. “You know, I really thought you were a nerd. I thought I'd have to be like, ‘Hey, how about you tie me up sometime.' Get you into this stuff little by little. But no, you’re diving right in like we met on a BDSM subreddit or something.” Or: Padmé has car problems. Thankfully she knows a good mechanic.

normally, I probably never would have checked out this fic, (mommy kink is just not my thing) but as previously stated, A BITCH WAS DESPERATE and you know what it actually slapped 😌

Rebound

Padmé Naberrie has just been broken up with. She wasn't prepared for a night out with her girls to find her a rebound. She certainly wasn't prepared for Anakin Skywalker.

Sith-Raised Anakin

the inevitable end of dancing with the devil

"Maybe it was too crass to compare the devil to such a creature—Lord Vader wasn’t the devil, he was worse." Senator Amidala was undoubtedly one of the most respected and adored public servants to walk the galaxy. Lord Vader was not. Vaderdala AU. Arranged Marriage AU

A Worthy Sacrifice

Chancellor Palpatine has dropped the act and decided to rule the galaxy openly as Darth Sidious. His reign wouldn’t be half as successful without his unhinged attack dog Darth Vader, a much rumoured warbringer who appears in black robes with a saber red as blood and brings even the strongest revolutionaries to their knees. Padmé is not only fighting for her home country but the freedom of the known regions and she is desperate to turn the tides of this war which is why she agrees to the deal Sidious offers her: A child with this favourite Sith Lord in exchange for her home: Naboo.

This is one of my favourite fics with this trope!

Pearl in My Head

Padmé's just starting her career as a Senator when she attracts some unwanted attention from the Emperor, who has decided on a very different role for her in the Empire. [empire already exists, arranged marriage/forced proximity au! loosely follows some aotc/rots events]

What Was I Made For?

Darth Vader was not a man made for love, but this was not love. Or, Basically, Padme and Vader are friends with benefits, but she's so nice to him that it makes him question his entire existence.

FOR YOUR LOVE (i’ll do whatever you want)

𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰? 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰? 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐢’𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 He gave her that devilish smirk of his. The one that had gotten her into this mess in the first place. “I’ll give you what you want.” OR, A rare moment of intimacy happens for Padmé and Anakin – whose relationship is strictly carnal.

I have yet to read the second chapter (will get on that when I get out of the snowbaird hole lol) but I really enjoyed the first one!

Vaderdala

love me, love me (like you used to do) 

In which Vader fails to capture his son, but gains a daughter, his wife, another pair of twins... and the past.

this fic was SO GOOD holy shit literally made me feral when i fiorst read it

Love Like Ghosts

There are very few people who know the location of the Rebel Alliance’s base on Naboo. Even fewer who know the names of any of the people who work there. So when Padmé gets up on a cold morning, the windows frosted and harsh wind rattling the doors of the large house that’s been the headquarters of the Alliance for nearly two decades, to see a package with her name on it sitting on the doorstep, her heart stops in her chest.

loved this fic but as a heads up it doesn't provide "they get back together" closure so be ready for that

news of old by @ineedausernamel829

Padme is a member of the rebel alliance. During a mission, her past relationships with darth Vader comes to light

No vaderdala interactions, but exploration of the relationship through Padme talking about it - It’s so so good

Sad Vaderdala hours

Imperial Socialite

In a timeline where Darth Vader doesn't face immolation and Padmé Amidala lives, their marriage continues in a form that is at once far more honest and deeply dysfunctional. Though Padmé tries to remain within the Imperial Senate, the trauma of her husband's betrayal--and the apparent deaths of her children--force her into early retirement. Too much of a liability to aid the emerging Rebel cause directly, Padmé seeks out new avenues of defying the Empire: by leveraging her connection to Vader to mess with the Imperial Elites of Coruscant.

it could be sweet

an interconnected collection of stories based on the idea of what would have happened if Padmé had lived. (aka me finally writing down my self-indulgent vaderdala daydreams aka me living my best life)

This series is so good in a "rip my heart out of my chest and steps on it" way

all joy sucked dry

Her husband had fallen, her life’s work had crumbled, and her own babies were strangers to her. But she didn’t even care, and that was the worst part. Or: Padme deals with postpartum depression, and Vader is ill-equipped to help her

Others

Across the Seas

Padmé Amidala - the daughter of the royal governor of Jamaica - never expected her life to be much more than it already was. Her routine is to dress in her finest clothes, put on a pretty face, and ensure she is presentable to not only the people but to the many men attempting to court her. However, Padmé's world is flipped around when pirates attack, and the young woman finds herself in the company of their fearsome, brash, (dashing) Captain. Initially sickened by the roughish man, Padmé will quickly learn there is so much more to the mysterious Captain Skywalker. A pirate's life for me

The pirate AU I didn’t know I needed. So good

Right & Wrong

After they watch a holoshow that portrays reprehensible content, Anakin unwittingly reveals the concerning way Chancellor Palpatine acts towards him. Padmé will not let anyone harm her husband — and she’ll make this Obi-Wan, the Jedi Council, and even the whole galaxy’s problem if she needs to.

when the grooming is actually adressed >>

cestrum nocturnum

Summer on Naboo, the Clone Wars have yet to begin, and Anakin is tasked with protecting Senator Amidala after an attempt is made on her life. It's too bad that every moment with her has him in agony, and every moment apart is even worse—especially after that night in the courtyard ... Or: Anakin spends a torturous time on Naboo in the company of the person he loves because he doesn't know how to tell her his true feelings.

Naboo smut 🤭

And that's it! if anyone has recommendations for a fic that isn't in either of my rec lists, please let me know! I am so so desperate I need my anidala fix

Since I was deep into the Star Wars hole and desperate, I’ve also been reading non-Anidala/non-Anidala centric fics about Darth Vader/Anakin/the Skywalker family, so I will be posting a rec list for that soon! (When i say soon it can mean anything from a day to months, my brain is not always great at tasks, if anyone wants to be notified when I do post it lmk and I’ll tag you ❤️)

[labyrinth-runner]

“Where are you going? It’s not safe out there!” with obidala or obianidala?

Lol I am so sorry it took me over a year to do this one. This takes place during the Clone Wars

Word count : ~1400

Pairing: Obidala

Warnings: None

The war was raging around them, and Padmé found herself once again being pushed into some hiding place. She was so sick and tired of having to prove that she was perfectly capable of handling herself. For kriff's sake she dealt with the the trade federation when she was 14 and had been handling a blaster ever since. But no, the clones felt obligated to protect her since she was a galactic senator. She appreciated the sentiment, really she did, but her life was not worth more than theirs.

Propping herself up against the rock the clones and pushed her behind, she aimed her blaster at the droids in the coming onslaught. She picked them off one by one, but they just kept coming. The only bonus to droid soldiers was that they didn't get weary in the same way that organic soldiers did. The clones were pushing themselves too hard to hold their position, the only reason they were holding it was because of Padmé. She needed to move. They all did.

"Cover me!" she yelled, waving the clones over as she scrambled out from behind her rock, diving from shelter to shelter as she made her way up the mountainside. If they made it up high enough, they may be able to be extracted. Plus, there was something beneficial about having the high ground. Kenobi had taught her that in a completely unrelated encounter involving bed sheets and dim lights and kriff, this was not the time to be remembering that. Her face burned as she climbed higher, aiming down at the droids.

Her instincts had been correct. The squadron, smaller unfortunately than it was when they started, made it to the top of the mountain and into the path of a troop transport. The troopers on the transport provided them with enough cover to get on and away they were, zooming over the battlefield.

Padmé had a sick feeling in her stomach. She'd been too late to stop this. She'd been sent on a diplomatic mission to turn the neutral world towards the Republic, but the Separatists were there. Count Dooku in all his fake chivalry and probably with some Jedi mind tricks as well. Padmé hadn't stood a chance, barely making it out of the Duke's palace before Dooku could have her captured.

The transport rumbled, taking a direct hit. Padmé lost her footing and her hold on the rope. She found herself falling once again out of a transport. Honestly she was hoping she'd have better luck than this now with the war raging into the second year. But no, the trees below were getting closer and closer with each moment that passed. She tried to roll herself into a ball, hoping it'd protect her better, but she knew no matter what she did, the fall was going to hurt. The ground was hurtling towards her and she closed her eyes tight, bracing for impact.

It never came.

"Padmé, what are you doing here?" Obi-Wan asked, using one hand to deflect the droids around him with his blaster, his other outstretched to ease her landing.

"I thought I'd just drop in," she replied, landing on her feet. She immediately sprang into action to help cover him. "Where's the rest of your squad?"

"Solo mission. I was sent to destroy a comms tower to the west."

"No Anakin this time?" she asked, taking out the last droid.

Obi-Wan shrugged. "It wasn't anything I couldn't handle."

Padmé holstered her blaster and reached up to swipe his hair out of his face. "Long time no see."

"The Outer rim's been a mess," he admitted, leaning into her touch. "What are you doing here, though, Darling?"

"Diplomatic mission gone wrong. Dooku was here first," her voice dripped with disgust.

"That explains the heavier droid activity. Come on, they're sure to send more droids when these don't return back. My ships still a day away and without a comms tower I can't have R4 bring it here," Obi-Wan told her, taking her hand and heading further into the forest. "There's a cave not too far from here that we can shelter in for the night."

Padmé held his hand tightly. She knew that all too soon he would be slipping through her grasp once more. It was always like that these days and it killed her.

The way to the cave was rough, which was fine for her since it would mean that the droids probably wouldn't find them. They couldn't start a fire, though, for fear of drawing attention to them. Instead, they huddled together under Obi-Wan's cloak, sharing body heat.

Padmé tugged the cloak tighter around them. "I'm surprised you managed to hold onto this."

"I'm not that bad."

"Obi-Wan, you left two cloaks in my apartments within the same week. I genuinely don't know how they keep giving you new ones." Padmé chuckled, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Darling, you can be so cruel," he said, but he was smiling down at her. He inhaled the scent of spices in her hair. The scent of her shampoo was faint, but it always calmed him. She always calmed him. He kissed the top of her head. "I missed you."

She tilted her head to kiss his cheek. "The feeling is mutual. When do you come home?"

"Hopefully when this siege is over if a new one isn't started on my way home like last time," he said, shifting her so that she laid on top of him, his arms circled around her.

"I feel like I'm half a heart without you sometimes," Padmé murmured, her finger tracing his chest.

"Darling, you are my heart," he told her. He tipped her chin up, capturing her lips with his.

Padmé melted into him, her arms circling his neck to pull him closer.

And then they heard it.

The sound of tens if not a hundred droid feet marching outside the cave. Padmé was up in a moment, creeping towards the edge of the cave. Obi-Wan grabbed her arm to stop her.

"Where are you going? Darling, it’s not safe out there!” he said, trying to push her behind him. "I'll go."

"Obi-Wan, if one of us goes out there and gets caught then they'll just check the cave and find the other so we might as well go together," Padmé reasoned, holding his hand.

He sighed, giving in. "Fine, but I don't like it."

They crept silently along the wall of the cave until they could look down at the droids below. They were setting up a base. Obi-Wan grimaced. They wouldn't be able to escape once they had a full base set up. Hopefully they would be too distracted with setting up to notice them. He squeezed Padmé's hand and nodded to the other side. It was slow going, trying not to knock loose any stray rocks or attract any unwanted attention. They circled to the other side of the rocky hill before beginning their descent. Obi-Wan landed silently and gestured for Padmé to jump, catching her in his arms. They were still a ways off from his ship, and his comms weren't working. But they decided they didn't have time to stop for the night and just pushed through.

It wasn't until the early morning rays of sun were creeping higher in the sky that they saw Obi-Wan's ship. He was able to use his ship to call for a pick up for Padmé.

Padmé sighed, hearing the ship in the distance coming towards them. She gripped Obi-Wan by his cloak and pulled him in for a kiss. He kissed her back, putting into that kiss everything they couldn't say. It was longing, it was passion, it was love. It was a promise to return to each other safely.

Padmé pulled away first, her hands still in his. The ship came into view above them in the clearing. Padmé dropped his hands.

"Darling," Obi-Wan murmured.

"I know," she told him, taking a step back as the other ship landed.

"Senator! Glad to see that you're okay," Commander Cody told her. He nodded to Obi-Wan. "General."

"Commander, escort the Senator back to her ship and ensure she gets into hyperspace safely," Obi-Wan ordered.

"May the force be with you, Master Kenobi," Padmé told him, stepping onto the ship.

"And always with you, Senator Amidala."

He watched her ship for as long as he dared before getting in his own ship and returning to battle.

[abbygrabska]

Treason for @artistically-unique-girl

Requested: yes

Request: The Reader and the Doctor have known each other since his 9th face, but he's still getting used to her little quirks (at least this face is). So during an adventure to a new planet the two end up in a bind because the ruler/leader of the planet wants to kill the Reader because of something she did (like she normally does) that was offensive to the people of the planet (maybe reject some food or avoid a hug) and as the Doctor is coming up with a plan to save her he realizes why he can't afford to lose her. Once he rescues the Reader he lets it slip how much he loves her while promising not to let that happen again. And then they kiss(/j though if you want to end it on a kiss that's fine, just do whatever feels and flows best)

The Doctor looks distraught.

You are crying out in fear as the aliens drag you away.

“What do you mean she’s going to be executed?” He yells at the three-headed leader.

“The female rejected physical contact from a senator. That is treason.” They explain.

“That’s not her fault, she didn’t know! She has a condition that causes her distress with physical contact!”

“It matters not, the senator is furious, he demanded it. It is out of our hands.” They apologize, “The most we can do is give her a trial by combat against the beast.”

Tears well up in his eyes, he doesn’t let them fall as he is escorted to the dungeon.

You are curled up in the corner of your cell, sobbing loudly, crying out for him.

His hearts break at the sound, he looks at the guards, “Can you give us a moment?”

They look at each other before stepping into the stairway.

He steps closer to the bars separating you from him.

You look up, expecting the worst, but it’s him.

“Doctor!” You crawl towards him, “Please tell me you can get me out of here!” You reach for the bars, only to be shocked back.

He swallows, “They can’t let you out. They said the most they can offer you is a trial by combat with the beast.”

“A beast?” You whimper.

“Don’t worry, I’ll think of something so you don’t have to fight.” He promises.

You nod, worry ebbing away a little.

A few hours later, you are let out of the dungeon, and shoved into an arena of some sort, then the gate slams shut behind you

There is a gate on the other side where growling and barking can be heard from the other side.

You tremble a little at the sounds.

The gate behind you opens once more, you turn around.

It’s the Doctor, he is thrown in.

“What did you do?” You groan.

“Something stupid.” He grins before becoming serious, “I didn’t want you to face this alone.”

You smile at him, gratefully.

The leader speaks into a megaphone, “People of Sutervit, these two have committed treason against the Senator of Scillium by rejecting physical contact and eating acerant like a blaxutato.” The leftmost head of the leader faux gags at the last statement.

You look at him confused, “What the hell are those things he just said?”

He leans in to whisper, “It’s like if you were to eat a tomato like an apple.”

You faux retch, “Of course that’s treason, it’s disturbing.” He simply grins.

The leader speaks again, “For their freedom, they must defeat the beast.”

There are excited cheers from the crowd.

“They will use only what is on them, and left in the arena from the dead.”

The gate starts to lift, “And now, the felons will face the beast!”

It opens and everyone goes silent. A bark echoes through the space as a three-headed dog runs out into the arena toward you.

You gasp, kneeling on the ground and opening your arms wide.

The dog jumps into your arms, knocking you over and slobbering all over your face.

You squeal, “Oh, who’s a good puppy?!” The dog licks your face.

The crowd murmurs in wonder.

The Doctor looks on in confusion, turning to the leader, “It’s a dog?”

“That beast has torn thousands of our worst criminals to shreds!” They shout, “The slobber is deadly to our kind.”

You sit up in the dirt, petting the two outer heads and giving kisses to the middle head.

The Doctor crouches down to your left, joining in with petting the dog, “Hello there!”

The middle head barks.

“You like y/n? I do too.”

The left head sniffs the Doctor, barking again.

“You can smell it on me?”

The left head barks.

“Oh, I’d love to, just have to ask.” The Doctor turns to you, “He asked if we could take him with us. What’d you think?”

You nod vigorously, “Of course, he can.”

He stands, addressing the crowd, “We have tamed the beast!” He faces the leader, “If it’s alright with you, could we actually take him with us?”

“You want to take the beast?” They ask incredulously, “Whatever for?”

“Well, he never gets to play like that because everyone is scared of him, he wants to come with us.”

“Well, this has never happened before.” The three heads talk to each other quietly, “You may go free, and you are allowed to take the beast with you. I suppose we shall have to come up with a better crime for future criminals.”

The Doctor offers a hand to you, you take it and he pulls you up.

You turn to the dog, “Hear that boy? You’re coming with us!”

He wags his tail barking happily.

The three of you make your way back to the Tardis, the Doctor trailing behind you slightly.

He watches you converse with the dog, now named Cerberus.

You open the door to the Tardis, motioning for Cerberus to step inside, “It’s okay Cerby, the Tardis is super friendly. She’s gonna love you!”

Cerberus takes a step inside and starts sniffing everything.

The Tardis hmms and lights up.

You follow Cerberus inside and talk excitedly, “Oh, Cerby she likes you! I knew she would. You can sleep in my bed every night! We can cuddle all the time, play fetch, and go to the park whenever you want!”

He watches you adoringly from the doorway.

You turn to look at him, before noticing the way he’s staring at you.

“What?” You ask, “Is there something on my face?”

He seemingly snaps out of a daze, “No, nothing on your face. I was just admiring you.”

You look at him funny, “Okay.”

He walks toward you, closing the doors behind him, “Can I hold you?”

You nod slowly.

He wraps his arms around you, burying his face in your neck, whispering something you can’t hear.

The Tardis makes a noise and Cerberus barks at him.

He lifts his head and glares at them both, pulling away from you, “Okay, fine!”

He looks at you, straight into your eyes, “I love you.”

Your heart races, “What?”

“I love you.” He says, “That’s why I told you I didn’t want you to face the beast alone. I can’t lose you, because it would be as bad as losing the Tardis. I wouldn’t be who I am without you.”

You step closer to him, and wrap your arms around him, resting your forehead against his, “I love you too.”

He smiles widely, bringing his hands to your waist, “Can I kiss you?”

You nod, leaning in.

His lips press against yours, holding you gently.

[medicdoodles]

A mashup of IDW and Seige canon of Ratchet and Deadlock, meet and run his underground asylum.

Based on Dialogue trees you get from Futomimi and Sakagahi, when you do the Aferlife Bell quest in SMT Nocturne.

For Ratchlock day.

(Next Chapter) || (Last Chapter)

There's a stain shaped like a human.

Work hard, do your best, and eventually you'll get somewhere.

When Ratchet transferred from the highest ranked schooling from Vaporex to the political charged state of Iacon, he expected pointed comments. He expected turned up faces. What he didn't know was how much he would be pushed into being an engineer.

Sure he has some skill in the field, many of his professors have left comments on it but never has he imagined being one. However, Ratchet found that his study to become a medic was going nowhere. Everywhere he went all of the classes would refuse his application, but he didn't give up.

If he wasn't going to be an official student he could still go to classes. When other mechs would sneak out or skip lectures he would slip in. Medic trainees would pay him to do their homework and he took it. All this hard work pays off, he gets the top scores, his engineering career is going well too. When his colleagues get hurt he can repair them better than the campus doctors. Then he graduated...

He gets hired to work on ground bridge operations. It doesn't excite him but it was honest work, and he could save enough money to carry equipment for a first aid kit. Once he was shipped off to the outskirts of the Dead End, that's where he finds his calling.

Since all fast travel in the area was decommissioned, Ratchet was forced to drive out to all locations. It wasn't too bad, but since he was the only one willing to do this job he was on his own. That's when he sees in person just how much Cybertron has abandon.

Streets filled with broken mechs and ruined buildings. There's no hope here, and his white paint lights up against the ash filled air, stains the vision of the city. It was silent until a siren went off in the distance. Despite him knowing the police's pensions for brutality, seeing it with his own eyes still frighten him.

"You're going to be okay." He hears a bot the panic in his voice. "Just hang in there, I'm going to get you help. Just hold on." Ratchet makes it to the voice. It was two bots in the middle of the road, both covered in blood. However, one person is down, closer to death.

"I don't think I can...", said bot also coughs up more blood. "Just wait for me to pass on. Then you can scavenge my parts."

"It's not fair." The mech brakes eye contact, looking to the sky. Then he looks towards the siren lights driving away. "They killed the wrong bot..."

"Let me try to help." Ratchet walks up to two mechs. The back mind is yelling at him, he's a ground bridge operator, an engineer, never even picked ot study medic. He can't do this, but he also can't stand here doing nothing. "I can't promise anything, but please I want to help."

They both look at him with a befuddled faces. He knows they shouldn't trust him but something must have broken because they allow him to help. They let him operate, and by the end of it all they thanked him, and for the first time since he left his home village, he felt proud of himself.

That's when Ratchet knew the direction of where is life is going. He would make money fixing and maintaining public works, taking other jobs, and making as much money as he could to build a clinc. He set it up in the center of Dead End, chosen it to give it resistance the fastest access to him. He worked himself tirelessly between these jobs and for the first time in his life. He managed to find success and happiness.

Do you think my life was a success?

Yes

>No

I see... yeah you might be right.

Just when I thought I achieved happiness, my fortune collapsed like a house of cards.

Then the outside world gotten word about it. The Senate at first only saw the healing of Dead End's bots. That they would start to walk around and they would fix the left over peices of the city. Had enough energy to walk around and wanted to start working.

However, Ratchet soon discovered that this was unwanted. That if Dead End successfully pulled itself together and made it possible to be something, then the fundamental ideology of Functionism would be thrown into question. If that where to happen, what other mechs would go against the class systems set forward by them.

It couldn't stand, so they made sure it didn't, and so they set off a bomb. Framed as an accident during transit from the military bases, they had approved of it being set off. Then they approved of some police officers to do a quick sweep of firing rounds to hit what remained. They're mission wasn't to kill anyone but if the managed too, it wasn't seen as a bad thing.

At the time Ratchet was sent off planet to see if he could assist in fixing a space bridge from Lunar-2 to Tyger Pax. Of course when it played on the news he tried to ground bridge there, but couldn't. His first transporters where destroyed, when he did get back, his clinc as well. Then when he made it home, his house was raided too.

Nothing made him feel so powerless than when he was stopped at the front door. A mech had pinned him against the wall of his assigned room and warned him away from returning to Dead End. That if they found out he went back he wouldn't be able to keep his face.

Worse was when the said mech had his hands wonder all over his body, and said next time he gets sent out he has permission to do as he pleases with him. Ratchet also finds all of his funds were frozen out, and when he does get access to them all of the money had disappeared.

You should be careful. You never know what tomorrow may bring...

After all of that, Ratchet still tries to help. He still returns to assist all the mechs of the city. They still look at him with hopefully eyes, but understanding that they could never crawl out by their own strength. Many where mad at him for even letting them entertain the idea. Others where mad for him, after all it was one thing to steal from bots with nothing on them. It was another to kick the bot who tries to give a hand to someone who needs it.

Most bots however, joined the Decepticons. They believed that if the government had been threatened by their peaceful solution then they would coware at their revolution. All of this would lead to their planet dying, not that the blame could be one sided. The Senate and later the Autobots would fight them to standstill.

Ratchet would find himself in the middle of it. At first he tried to stay neutral but the bots of Dead End where quick to bring up the attack. Then it was shaking down his person and finally braking into his home and ransacking his equipment.

Traitor was branded on his door, then on his frame. When Ratchet returned to work with a still orange smelter on his left hip, his friend Wheeljack, help him join the Autobots. For a time he was safe, the squad he joined even allowed him to repair any bot whom he wanted, even Decepticons were allowed to be fixed.

Do you think my life was a success?

>Yes

No

That's what everybody else thought, too.

...until that one day.

That was until a superior officer had came down for a vist. When they saw Ratchet repair two mechs with purple badges, they made it clear to him this would stop. If he gets caught again they would charge him with treason and he would be place on the enemy list. That's when he knew he had to go.

Being a deserter was a lighter charge than being a traitor. With his life on the line again, Ratchet has to go, because he could never leave a bot to die. In his spark he could never leave a mech to die without trying. He gives Wheeljack his coordinates, he trust that mech to only uses it when absolutely necessary.

Or at least he did.

The next time he sees his former colleague the bot had brought in toe a former bailiff turned Assassin. They force Ratchet to hand over everything on his person. The bots he was traveling with where tied down and put into custody of the Prime.

For the first time in my life, I had the urge to kill.

He was left on the ground, one push away from the cliffside. Wheeljack had saved his life but at the freedom of others. That's when he tells him to never find him again. That if he truly is sorry, he would only give that location to mechs who need it. They both promised something that day and that would be the last time he would speak to him, or it seemed.

So much anger,

As the war went on, Ratchet would travel. He would make a portable ground bridge went to the next battlefields and collect both parts and bots left behind to die. Like a Grim Reaper, he walks the path of death. However, he wouldn't take life he would do his best to keep it.

Rumor about his presence as a super natural entity made it easier to avoid authority. Many bots who believed in apparitions would come with him quietly. When he repaired them all of them would stay by him. When two bots of different factions would meet, it was almost always up to him to keep them civil.

Then he ran into Deadlock. The bot he gained feelings for. At first he didn't recognize him, but in private the mech tells him about the time they first met. That he was standing in the middle of the road in his friend's arm about to die. Then he adimts about the time he almost turned him to Megatron.

But the only way he could place Deadlock to the incidents is when he spoke those words to him. "Come on Doc, don't think like that. Everyone has kindness in their hearts."

That's when Ratchet's spark drops. This was the mech who was sent to capture him. Who knew of his habit of helping injured bots and almost trapped him into the Decepticons. Whenever he looks at Deadlock now, all he sees is a bot who has changed course, and doesn't he deserve a chance at it.

Ratchet of course also has a bad habit of letting mechs who hurt him do it again. So they both come to an agreement, he repairs Deadlock and takes him to back. The mech agrees to help him out with his operations.

So that's what they did. Ratchet would travel around and Deadlock would follow in tow. Keeping him safe and holding down bots when their reflexes kicked in. Later when their party had gotten too big to travel around and the building became to full. Deadlock drove off without a word.

Weeks became months and when two years passed by the mech came back. He tells Ratchet that he managed to find a bombed down theater that still had functional power. It was large enough for housing and medical care. When he shows him Ratchet is so relieved that he kisses him on the spot.

Deadlock field goes haywire but he doesn't reject it. Instead he grabs Ratchet's frame and frags him hard and wild, places him on the stage. With his groveling voice yells into Ratchet's microphone pick ups that he can't wait when the crew comes in. That after a long shift of picking up bots and patching up frames they would do this again, and next time they will have an audience to perform for.

That was the only time they had. As most of it was being too exhausted with fixing the building. Making sure that it look destroyed from the outside, having to only fix the bottom floors without collapsing the building from the top proved to be difficult. Even with the mechs he saved helping out, many issuses of resources and planning was still too much to worry about.

So Deadlock planned to search again. He spends his last night just sitting next to Ratchet. Telling him not worry, and he will comm every day just to reassure him of his safety. Ratchet gives him his ground bridge. Tells him to come back immediately after he finds something he thinks will help and that he will pick up his calls even if he can't talk back.

That was the last time they speak together, because once Ratchet was properly situated he update Wheeljack of his location.

There's a stain shaped like a human.

That's when he finds Impactor and things spirals out of control. Between Wheeljack taking Optimus Prime here, their entourage raising tempers and talks about Megatron abuse of the Matrix. Ratchet has to leave.

Many of his mechs encourage him to stay. Prime has no power here and if they want his help he should force the Autobots to promise to leave them alone. He doesn't answer them, he knows Wheeljack has betrayed him before. That the army has force his hands, but something tells him complying is the best option.

He turns to Impactor, tells him to tell the bigger bots to take care of the sick. Ratchet knows that mech has turned himself around and regained his spark. So it comes to a surprise that the mech follows behind him. Defending him from Elita-One and even sacrificing his own frame by pulling his comm out.

They violated him and still Impactor smiles at him, stays with him and gives his life for him. He sees his spark give out, but never sees his new found love of life leave his body.

That mankin died. He died the instant he became human. You see humans cannot exist in the vortex world...

As he boards the Arc, Ratchet gets a call from Deadlock. When he reached to answer the distance is to far.

[transingthoseformers]

I had an absolutely silly IDW1-ish AU that I needed to share.

Basically, Prowl went to work for Sentinel to try and improve things and is barely keeping him from being worse, and finally, he has enough. The issue is that he can't quit. His contract is solid.

Sentinel has to fire him or nothing else.

Prowl cannot bring himself to do subpar work so he has to do the thing Sentinel can't stand.

Romance.

Prowl begins flirting with people in front of Sentinel. He isn't very good at it at first, so her corners his co-workers Sideswipe and Jazz for advice and slowly improves. Sentinel is flabbergasted, as is Prowl’s victim, Senator Ratbat, who was the closest free person. But he can literally see Sentinel firmly think about this and dismiss it to his dislike.

Prowl decides he has been too subtle and also Ratbat was a one off. So he thinks carefully and decides to go for someone Sentinel doesn't like but has to deal with.

Gritting his teeth, he takes a shot, drinking on shift is another offense he hopes will work to his advantage, and takes over correspondence with Orion Pax. Who slowly realizes his advances when he takes Jazz's advice and boldly asks him if he'd like to interface.

This is successful and perfectly adequate.

Prowl keeps this up and flirts lightly which Orion returns. He actually becomes easier to work with as a result and then Prowl sees his opportunity while Orion is visiting and grabs him by his helm and starts passionately kissing him as Sentinel walks in.

OP does not realize what happened and thinking Prowl locked the office continues kissing him.

Sentinel clears his throat, and they part, and Prowl nonchalantly greets him while trying not to look like he is preening while Orion looks embarrassed and Sentinel splutters. Prowl makes eye contact and can see Sentinel swelling up to yell, and he starts to. But then he cuts off when he says he ought to fire him and Prowl's door wings twitch up in interest.

Sentinel falters, and then Prowl sees him make some connections because he visibly calms himself, looking horribly offended, glares at Orion and dismisses him after forcibly calmly giving them a lecture on workplace relationships and saying he'll let them off this time before dropping some paperwork on Prowl’s desk.

OP walks off afte pecking Prowl on the cheek, leaving Prowl fuming and plotting.

It escalates from there with Prowl kissing, groping, and heavily petting Orion at any chance he gets at events, late shifts, and one gala. It accumulates with them having sex in Sentinel’s office while Prowl makes sure they are in front of the cameras Sentinel keeps there and Prowl absent mindedly responds to Orion who is saying something about feelings and concerns but is easily distracted when Prowl pushes everything off Sentinel’s desk and drags him on top of him.

The next day, Sentinel won't look at him, and Prowl is thrilled absolutely convinced he will be fired and decides to reward Orion for his assistance with a blowjob. He has become grudgingly fond of Orion at this point and realizes he's one of the few people he regular interacts with besides Jazz who continues to give him advice and is eating up this office drama though also doesn't know why Prowl has suddenly gone wild.

Now, here I had two directions, either Orion invites Prowl on a date at his friends party, which they never do and Prowl agrees because he's feeling satisfied with Orion's performance as of late only for Orion to introduce him as the person he is courting with intention of Conjunxing (he really missed that discussion before office sex since he was plotting and three drinks in) or Orion breaks up with him to "spare Prowl’s feelings" since he'd become convinced Prowl was in love with him.

They are two different but equally humorous plotlines post this scene.

Prowl, babygirl, yes

Syudfjkhkhnd

Oh Sent

Senttttt.

It took him a bit but Sentinel realized what was going on lol

Prowl sweetheart are you sure this is better than just being shit at your job

Yes

Yes he is

Because part of him fucking loves this. Part of him absolutely is getting a spite filled "and that's karma for you, bitch!" feel. Even if Sentinel doesn't fire him, he can tell Sent disapproves. And I mean. The 'facing is good.

Jazz is having the time of his life watching this go down, of course he's gonna enable it

Two funny directions that both lead to some interesting office drama, and I'm wondering if Sentinel will even fire him

[vodika-vibes]

Corrie quotes - now with Commander Cody (since @mrsfeiix asked about him)

*After a long day, Cody all but swans into the Corrie Barracks with a predatory grin on his face, he barges into Fox's room without knocking*

Cody: So. Captain Dusk.

Fox: *without looking up* Yup. Had to promote him to replace another Captain.

Cody: Bullshit. I've seen your numbers. You haven't lost a man in months.

Fox: *continues as though Cody hadn't spoken* Dusk's former Captain. It's tragic what happened to him.

Dusk's former Captain: *appears in the door, deeply annoyed* Commander. I'd appreciate it if you stopped telling people I was dead.

Fox: *looks up and stares right at the Captain* Sometimes I can still hear his voice.

Cody: *slams his hands on Fox's desk and glares at him* You cannot keep someone with Dusk's skills chained to a desk.

Fox: *glares right back* Fucking watch me. I'm a Marshal Commander too, vod. You can't bully me around. Or order me around.

Cody: The war needs hin!

Fox: I will literally burn down the senate if you try to take him.

*30 minutes later*

Dusk: *glaring at Thire* Why am I carting around the pizza for my promotion party?

Thire: *opens his mouth to reply, only to stop at the sound of yelling*

*they both peer down the hallway and see Cody and Fox yelling at each other. Dusk's name is mentioned several times*

Dusk: *goes ashen* I'm fucked.

Thire: I think they're arguing over who gets custody of you.

Dusk: *whines lowly* I am so fucked.

[haven-is-happy]

How Battle Changes: Jesse

Chapter 6

Pairing: Dogma x Jedi!reader, platonic Wolfpack,

Chapter description: Jesse reaches a boiling point with you

Warnings: unhealthy eating habits, reader has very little mental health stability, big emotions, angst

Wordcount: 1,3 k (it keeps fucking happening, most of the chapters are this long)

Masterlist

There are times when you just wish to be left alone. You lock yourself in your room, soundproofing it with technology and force as much as possible. Meditation is hard below the surface of Coruscant, but you suppose imagining the temple gardens will have to do.

It's been weeks since Fives left for Kamino. He volunteered to infiltrate it as a standard guard stationed there, as he felt useless just sitting in your apartment all day.

"At least this way I can get you any information about the living conditions there," he justified, when he pitched the idea to you.

Guard duty for politicians never really fit him, and now that you are a public figure, almost all he has to guard you against is poisons that he can't see.

It took only two sessions of laser tattoo-removal and shaving for him to lose all his outward individuality, a process that hurt to carry out and look at.

And Jesse, ever the leader, wanted to refuse him, even if he can't command him like an ARC anymore.

You never asked if it was because he wanted his brother to stay, or because he had been the one itching for action, even if the "mission" was stealth.

You rarely talk to him. He's grown cold in the months since the trial and his official exit from the GAR, mostly towards you.

Dogma relays him messages from you now.

Which leads to countless fights, as most of your orders are for them to guard you during speeches and senate meetings and dinners.

All things Jesse finds entirely useless, something he never fails to point out to Dogma in private.

“How are you alright with this? They can expose Krell and you can get your honour back! We could go back to the GAR! All they do is give grand monologues and chat with representatives!” Jesse points out. The conversation has been increasing in intensity, now visibly becoming a fight.

Dogma sucks in a trembling breath. That topic weighs more to him than the black hole at the centre of the Galaxy. His love for you never seems to end and he understands more than anyone why your path is the only viable option.

However, the ugly resentment doesn’t disappear on its own, and like a hydra, comes back no matter how many heads you cut off. He could have it all back, be a soldier again, follow orders, all three of them. Fives and Jesse could be back, be ARC troopers again.

This time, he isn’t explaining the situation only to himself. 

“For this to succeed, they need to have the bargaining chip against the Council and Senate.”

“WE’RE BECOMING THE CORRIE GUARD!” Jesse roars back in rapid fire.

He isn’t stupid. He knows that politicians face a different kind of danger. One not immediately clear to sight, something concealed with plots within plots within plots.

But those plots were aimed at bad people, no? Scum who live off profits and spoils of war, invest in machines made to destroy en masse.

“(Y/N) has put themselves into an early grave to save our asses! There would have been no official trial, once the verdict has been given, we’d have ceased to exist! They saved our lives and continue to do so by protecting us with their own body! Their shield only exists because they hold that information…” he yells it out for the world to hear, as if anything could get out of the bustling lower levels of the Coruscant streets.

—

The yelling match between Dogma and Jesse lasted until early morning. You emerged from your meditation room to try to dispel the tension.

Their auras were so loud they pierced your mind even through the walls and your own eyelids.

Just the door being thrown open is enough to make them both stop dead. Jesse with an open mouth, mid-retort, and Dogma with his hands up (which gradually fall).

"Dogma, please go to the meditation chamber and turn on the soundproofing system," you say softly. It isn't a command, more like a request poised like one.

He looks at you to plead his (or Jesse's) case, but the determination and subtle twitch in your eyebrow tell him that this is a conversation between four eyes.

You lock eyes with Jesse and stare. His mouth slowly closes and you don't look away, even when you hear the door click into place and the soft whirr of the soundproofing system booting up.

"I want to tell you something, and I want you to listen. I know you are angry because I took you from the only semblance of a home you had, and I want to tell you my perspective."

Jesse clenches his jaw and shifts his posture. A gesture with his arm, a sort of "by all means, go ahead" signal, tells you to sit down on the couch, while he sits on the small sofa angled towards you.

You sit and take a deep breath.

From the bottom of your heart, a string pulls.

One of sorrow, anger, longing and distress that has been tangling itself around your Force presence ever since the start of the war. 

"I was taken into the order as a child. I was three years old. I don't know who my parents were, or if they're alive. You've heard this speech multiple times when I gave it in front of the court, then the senate, and then in public who knows how many times."

"But that's not all I know. The best information I tracked down is a system under the separatist rule used as a slave world. The master who found me died on Geonosis at the start of the war. I was actively discouraged from finding my biological family."

"The Order, the one place where I felt safe when the colours of the world got too much, is no longer an option for me. My master, the closest thing I had to a father, cannot interact with me, unless we meet in secret. My friends, my pack, have strict orders to not interact with me, and I have only seen a handful of them since the trial."

"None of us have a support system currently. I know you have come to terms with what happened in the courtroom, but there is more. You may never go back to the GAR as is, maybe ever."

"They do not value an individual clone as human life. The Vode likes to joke and say they are replaceable, but the harsh reality is worse."

You exhale. Jesse is still listening, jaw set, unmoving.

"Jesse, the Vode calls me "brothers' vengeance", praise me and tell me of their stories, not knowing I can't keep solid food down if I have a speech in the same week."

His eyes finally leave yours as they look down at his feet.

He heard about your nickname and found it amusing, if a little ironic at the start. He flinches when he hears you repeat his name.

"I am fighting for my life to give you a chance, give all of your brothers a chance at life if this war ever decides to end."

"I have been in love with Dogma for two years. I know that if the clones got human rights tomorrow, I would marry him, Jedi code be damned. It feels like we are wasting the precious time we have left by fighting a losing battle," you feel like you're saying word vomit at this point. The thread unravelled so fast it snapped beneath the force of the pull.

"I know you want it all back. So do I. But by charging in, neither of us will live to see tomorrow."

You don't remember much after that. At some point, Jesse starts crying and you join.

When Dogma leaves the meditation room, he comes out to see the love of his life and his brother embracing and crying, finally setting aside their differences.

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[randomestfandoms-ocs]

The Anderson Family Tree (x)​

( Aurora, Faye, and Lilibeth all exist within separate universes, notes will be made at the specific points that canons differ)

shoutout to @the-witching-ash for helping me develop this entire clusterfuck of a family

Tag List: want to be added?

Althea Anderson ( Maggie Smith ):

Matriarch of the Anderson family

Divorced her husband in her 60s, came out as a lesbian, her lifelong best friend moved into her house

Would do anything for her grandchildren no questions asked

in Lilibeth & Faye's verses, she lives in a mansion in Ohio, in SOWK she lives in the South of France and has a second home in Paris

her contact with Devon's children was severely limited until they got older and could maintain contact with her behind their father's back

Edgar Anderson ( Robert Redford ):

Truly the worst

Homophobic, racist, misogynistic, borderline christian fundamentalist

He just sucks so much like you don't even know I hate him so much

Disowned Mallory when she came out

Former Dalton boy

I hate him so much that's all there is to say I hate him

Catherine Arnoult ( Julie Andrews ):

Althea Anderson's best friend ( they're gal pals, your honour )

Her family are french aristocrats

moves in with Althea after she and Edgar divorce

As classy as they come but also has the greatest insults in the world, all of the Andersons want to be her when they're older

Devon Anderson ( Robert Downey Jr ):

Also the worst

Just like his father, homophobic, racist, misogynistic, shitty ass father

Republican politician (senator of Ohio)

Former Dalton boy

Foes not talk to his children except when it benefits his image

Pam Anderson ( Lea Salonga ):

Stay at home mom minus the mom part

Loves her son & step son, and daughter in Faye's verse, in SOWK she raised Aurora as her own despite not being her mom

But lets Devon push her around and call the shots

Virtually no relationship with her kids since Blaine & Aurora came out (not homophobic but Devon says no talking to them so she doesn't)

Not outright abusive like Devon but does nothing to stop him

Eleanor Anderson ( Angelina Jolie ):

Realized that Devon was a piece of shit and got out of there

Not close with her son but they do maintain contact and she always asks about his younger sibling/siblings

The best parent in that branch of the family

She wasn't ready to be a mom but Devon pressured her to marry and have kids

She left him when she found out he was having an affair with Pam

Mallory Anderson ( Sandra Bullock ):

TBD if she's exclusive to Lilibeth's verse or not I can't decide

Lesbian icon

The best of the Andersons by far

Came out as a lesbian the day of her UCLA graduation (after her father had paid for all of it)

Was disowned by her father and brother but stayed close with her mother

Lives in LA

in Lili's verse, she moves back to Ohio to help take care of her mom and the house when Althea moves into a retirement facility

She's just so cool also she yells at Schue a lot

Very close with her nephews (and nieces if she exists in Faye or Aurora's verses), Cooper comes over for family dinner once a week until moving back to Ohio

Could be a lawyer, tbd

Gloria Santos-Anderson ( Nicole Scherzinger ):

Also the coolest

Bisexual icon, 80s & 90s pop star

Now works either in music production or management, is known for always putting artists above profit

Very supportive of her daughter's music & vlogging career

Technically Lili's manager but in a "you have the natural talent for this I'm going to make sure no one fucks with you" way not insane stage mom way – she and Mallory never pushed Lili into doing this but wholeheartedly support her when she does

Cooper Anderson ( Matt Bomer ):

What a man tbh

Bisexual polyamorous disaster

Dalton alumni, was roommates (biblically) with his best friend Roman Kline

Now in a relationship with Roman & Ash Astor

Actor, mostly in indie projects and commercials but looking for his big break

Loves his younger sibling(s) but has not always been the best at showing it

Learned too much emotional absence from his father, he's working on it

The reason theatre kids have a bad rep

Blaine Anderson ( Darren Criss ):

How do I begin to explain Blaine Anderson?

Truly don't know what to say, we all know him

The real reason theatre kids have a bad rep

Disaster gay trying to pose as distinguished gay

Means well but also sometimes an idiot

Faye Anderson ( Vanessa Hudgens ):

Top student at Crawford Country

Lead soloist of her glee club

Was a boarding student at Crawford Country despite having a family house in Ohio because that would involve her parents having to actually come to Ohio

Really truly does not want to go to McKinley but her parents decide that if Blaine is so insistent on it then the twins can just live at home and both go to McKinley – she's very bitter

Her favourite instrument is the piano

She was almost kicked out of home when she came out, the only reason that she wasn't is because Devon was up for reelection and it would have looked bad

Aurora Anderson ( Kaylee Bryant ):

The girl the myth the legend

Everyone's favourite bi (except Kurt and Rachel)

Only girl at Dalton, Devon pulled a lot of strings to make it happen – not for her benefit but because Andersons go to Dalton

Her best friend is Nick Duvall and they dated briefly before he realized he was gay and they agreed that it felt like dating a sibling

Nearly died on her fourteenth birthday when she and Blaine were victims of a hate crime after their freshman year Sadie Hawkins dance, has severe PTSD as well as mental and physical disabilities & a collection of mental illnesses

Nine months younger than Blaine and should be a grade below but as far as the world knows, she's his twin – the only people who know the truth are the Warbler Inner Circle + Cooper, Roman, and Ash

Dalton fight club champion

Musical theatre nerd and also just a nerd in general

Her favourite movie is Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame

Everyone's baby sister

Lilibeth Anderson ( Olivia Rodrigo ):

Grew up in LA with her moms, moves to Ohio at the start of eighth grade (glee s2) not happy about it but she does love getting to see her grandmothers & Blaine

Very close with Cooper since Mallory insists on him coming to family dinners

Youtube vlogger & singer which was turning into a full blown career but it stalled big time when she moved to Ohio

Her grandmothers lived in the same home as Jean and she had become close with Jean before she died

Sue is a fan of her because of this, no one gets away with fucking with her at McKinley because of it

She starts as a freshman at McKinley in season 3 – Rachel can't stand her

Dates Ryder and it's very very bad for her, eventually she dumps him when he goes on his transphobic spiral towards Unique

Didn't plan on becoming a Cheerio but is dragged into it by Sue and is surprised to love it

Cooper is the one who helps her figure out how to revive her vlog & music career in Ohio

[edgessunflower]

Hey, for your holiday writing, may I please request an Obi Wan Kenobi x Reader with the following:

Prompt: Getting snowed in together

Dialogues: 'Your the best gift I could ever have' and 'I've never seen so much snow'

Feel free on however you want to do this! <3

OMG OFC DEAR BECKY

Snowed in Christmas

Pairing: Obi wan Kenobi x GN Reader

Description: You and Obi Wan get snowed in the night before christmas so the two of you share your own christmas and love together

"Oh the maker why!" you yell as Obi looks outside with his hands on your shoulders "It's a snowstorm we can't leave" you say sighing and then diving flat on the bed in the inn you were currently staying in. You and obi wan were on Naboo for a mission to attend a meeting of senators including Padme but also to visit her and Anakin who moved to her home planet a month earlier after getting married "At least we're not in a cave or tent my dear" obi says putting his robe on you as you look at him wrapping up in it. You and obi wan have been together since the 11 month anniversary of his beloved master's death helping him grieve and become just as much of a wonderful master and mentor to anakin as Qui Gon was to him while honoring his memory "You seem lost in thought" obi says as you smile thinking back on memories between the two of you as you notice a warm calm smell in the air. Obi walks in the room with two cups of hot chocolate mixed with ice cream and cinnamon "At least we can take a much needed break" he says as you take a sip of the drink as obi sits down looking out the window "I've never seen so much snow" he says as you smile fondly as he watches the snow fall outside in childlike wonder. "At least we can celebrate together" you say finishing of the cocoa looking at the small tree in your room that had couple of ornaments and one pair of lights "I agree my love" he says as you get up going in the other room grabbing his gift you hid and some small boxes with extra decorations holding them up as obi turns looking at you smiling grabbing ornaments putting them on the tree followed by lights and a jedi tree topper "Night darling" obi says as the two of you fall asleep "Night obi" feeling him grab and hold your hand gently squeezing smiling falling asleep after. You wake up feeling obi run his fingers down your arm kissing your head as you lean up "Morning Merry Christmas my love" he says as you smile kissing him getting his gift from under the tree giving it to him as you hands you a present obi watching as you open the gift to see that it was a necklace with pendants of a heart with arms hugging it and a lightsaber pointed opposite of the heart "It's me protecting our love and happiness"he says as he puts it on you as you smile sweetly as he opens his gift as you giggle.He looks confused than covers his face tearing up as he holds love quotes from books he has read sewn into a cloth put in a shadow box with pictures of the two of you over the years and love letters you wrote to each other "Oh darling don't cry my dear" you say wiping the tears away as he puts the box on the bed grabbing a d holding you "Your the best gift I could ever have" he says as you tear up hugging him as he looks up at you "I love you" he says grabbing your face kissing you as you smile caressing his hair in your hands "I love you love" you say as you get up eating food seeing the storm had passed visiting padme and anakin one last time before going back to Coruscant.

[mommymothma]

The Roulette wheel has been spun and It landed on a Mon x Hera pairing which kind of pops off especially for the Ahsoka TV setting. Our girlies had a lot of time in the Rebellion yk?

Went to AO3 for some inspiration and landed on Priorities by my mutual @soloorganaas which definitely inspired this piece so go show some love to it on AO3

Her General

“I don't understand what your problem is,” Hera accused, and Mon recoiled at the sound of the door slam.

“You tell me you believe me, yet every time I try to get things done, you stand in my way.”

“Hera, please-”

“No, I know what you're going to say ‘it's not up to me’”, Hera mocked. “But it never is, is it? Tell me why we have a Chancellor, if she is so powerless?”

“I have the power, Hera. Using it is the problem. The republic I have instituted has powerful sanctions in place to keep me from doing things of my own volition. This is what we have fought for, democracy. I can't have my best General following the voices in someones head.”

“It's not voices, you know that. And they could know that too if you cared to explain it to them.”

“What the Jedi do is not my problem, Hera. Believe me, I have tried to make peace with them. I have tried to integrate them into the system. The only one that wants anything to do with me is Leia.”

“Ahsoka has worked with the rebellion for years, Mon. That's not fair. You trusted her once. She was Fulcrum. She was there for me. For the Ghost. She and Ezra and Kanan… they are a part of something bigger than us, Mon, bigger than the republic. If we don't listen to them I'm scared that we will lose them. We've lived in a galaxy without Jedi, Mon. And it took us twenty years to recover from it.”

Mon was trapped between her conviction, her status, politics, and her emotions. The whirlwind never stopped.

Mon. Hera was the only one that still called her that. She'd dropped ‘Senator’ a long time ago. She used ‘Chancellor' maybe twice. She was ‘Mon’ to her.

“You never cared before when I went rogue,” Hera reminded her, “I've always had an unorthodox approach to things, but I get it done, Mon. I got it done. Better than anyone else.”

“That was different,” Mon told her.

“Why? We may operate under the title of a Republic, but we are no different than we were when it was called a rebellion. Same people, the same soldiers. The same ships, missions, planets, galaxy. You're still at the top, and I'm still a General. Nothing has tangibly changed, Mon. So tell me again, why?”

Hera stood nose to nose with Mon now.

Mon couldn't meet her eyes. She didn't want to lie but the truth was worse. It was so much worse.

But it was the only thing she still had.

“Because back then you were doing it for me!” She yelled, refusing to meet Hera's eyes.

She sat on her desk, covering her face with her hands.

Hera just stood there, her eyes burning a hole into Mon's skin. Two death stars, setting the planet of her ablaze.

“Is that what this is about? You're jealous of Ahsoka?”

“No- I mean I don't know. I… I can't protect you anymore, Hera. Not like I used to. Ahsoka is a risk, Hera. She's unpredictable.”

“You've said that about me, too.”

“Exactly.” She whispered. She could feel the anger and frustration emanating off the Twi'lek. “I've seen the way you are together,” Mon explained, “I know how this ends.”

“I dont know why I'm surprised. You tell me to remove my feelings from the situation, yet here you are. Your jealousy is shrouding your decisions Mon. Let me remind you: You told me to go.” Hera shouted “You kicked me out. You told me that we were too complicated. You don't get to change your mind now that it's convenient.”

“I have regretted it every day since.”

“Would you change your decision, if you could?”

Mon closed her eyes, and shook her head.

Hera scoffed, leaning in to look Mon in the eye. Her hand gripped Mon’s jaw, forcing their eye contact.

“I am not your general, Mon. I am a Republic General. You don't get to save me for when it's convenient. You don't get to stop me from saving the Galaxy because you don’t want to lose me.”

“Your all I have left.” Mon whispered, and Hera’s grip relaxed.

“So that's it? If you can't have me, no one can? You'd rather Thrawn blow us all up?”

“Hera, of course not. I just…”

“I've heard enough. I'm going. I'll do the hearing and you can strip me of my honor. At least then I'll be a free woman, right? No more imperial colors. From the ashes of the old empire…” Hera stated, staring her down.

Mon met her eyes for a moment, but it was a losing battle. She waved her white flag by looking to the floor.

“I'll see you on the other side, Mon. At least now you can say there's no one holding you back.”

Hera left the door closing with a quieter noise, but a louder impact.

Mon was once again left alone. Abandoned by someone she loved. Maybe if she was better with words.

Or expressions.

Or being a Chancellor, Hera would've stayed.

Maybe if she wasn't so distracted by the imminent threat of defeat, and how she was secretly drawn to it.

Because deep down she wanted a way out.

She wanted the rebellion back.

Because Hera was wrong. Things had changed. They had changed. Things were easy. It was kill or be killed then. She could work with that. She was a survivor against a predator.

Now, she wasn't sure who the bad guy was.

And it was so much worse.

Sharing with the Republic had grown tiring. At least with the rebellion she could have things.

Things like love.

She just wanted her General back.

Instead she had cost the Republic a damn good one.

From the ashes of the old empire…

Hera hadn't spoken the rest. She didn't need to. Mon was all too familiar with the imperial sympathizer slogan.

We will build a new one.

Perhaps she already had.

[ioletia]

Another trans Marxist-Leninist? May I refer you, @super-ultra-mega-deluxe, to my previous post about not simping for the authoritarians. In the mean time, here's a long winded rebuttal. I'll include a TL;DR at the end.

*Cracks knuckles* Now, let's play.

>the last four years have seen some of the worst backsliding on trans rights specifically, with access to gender affirming care being explicitly illegalized in a number of states

And those states are run by Republicans. Here's a map from the Human Rights Campaign. Blaming the Democrats, who lost control of the House and, arguably, the Senate, for what individual states run by Republican governors did is absurd.

>there are 8 instances of the word "transgender" in the whole of democrat's 92 page 2024 party platform, half of which are the democrats congratulating themselves for allowing trans women to be drafted and serve the imperialist war machine, with the rest not referencing any specific policy or policy plan at all.

So, let's explain what's going on here, because there's some truth in this. There are 8 instances of the word "transgender" in the Democrat's 2024 party platform. You can literally ctrl+f that.

The first three are in reference to overturning Donald Trump's ban on transgender people in the military. Which is kind of important, because people were dishonorably discharged for discovering their identity while serving. And you can yell about the "imperialist war machine" all you like, but misconstruing this ban as forcing trans people into the draft is not the win you think it is. This overturning of a ban was necessary to protect trans people that are actively in the military. And, amazingly, we live in America which is supposed to be free- so if trans people want to join the military, they should be allowed. Although, I agree the draft is bad, which is why no one has really attempted to bring that out since the 70's.

The fourth mention is about how Biden has tried to protect transgender peoples' access to health coverage. Which, he did. In April of 2022 he signed a revision to the Affordable Care Act that prevented discrimination based on sexual orientation or sex characteristics, while also improving protections for the wider LGBTQIA+ community. There's only so much the president can do without an act of congress. Blame congress, which is mostly in the hands of Republicans.

The fifth mention is about how Trump and the Republican party are running on banning all transgender care in addition to wider attacks on the LGBTQIA+ community as a whole. And, we've seen this. These are those bans on transgender care OP is talking about in the first point.

The sixth mention is about how Democrats promise to continue the fight for the LGBTQIA+ community through banning "conversion therapy," getting LGBTQIA+ youths the educational and housing support they need, as well as fighting back against the bullying that a lot of LGBTQIA+ youths suffer while at school. And, again, they tried. Biden signed an executive order in 2022 that cut all possible federal funding to any "conversion therapy" operations. It was backed by the Trevor Project.

The seventh and eight mention are about how Democrats swear to protect trans people- specifically black and brown transgender women (their words) who are the predominant group of people who are on the receiving end of violence.

So, yes, they refer to specific policies they made, executive orders they've enacted, and the laws they've signed. This entire point is just ignorant of the reality we live in.

>at best they're quietly complicit in killing trans people and trans women especially. do not appeal to my existence in your justifications for genocide

I agree that the Democrats should be fighting a lot harder for trans peoples' rights, but, you know what, they're really not in control of the country at the moment. They really can't. Executive orders can only do so much when we have a supreme court that can shut them down. Laws can't be passed without the House and the Senate agreeing on something first. Democrats can't just throw a coup in Republican led states and return peoples' rights to them.

It's just funny how this person throws around liberal US politics, while completely ignoring that Republicans are the problem in this. You want comprehensive transgender care across the country? Guess who's not going to pass anything of the sort- Republicans.

Project 2025 wants to basically eradicate the entirety of the LGBTQIA+ community, if you want to talk about genocide. And, like I mention in my previous post on ignorant transgender Marxist-Leninists, historically it's the LGBTQIA+ people that have suffered under that kind of authoritarian nonsense.

TL;DR

STOP ROOTING FOR THE LEOPARDS EATING FACES IDEOLOGIES!

OP is objectively wrong on basically everything they said. Trans people are far better off under Democrats than Republicans. Could things be better? Yes, but not under a Marxist-Lennist ideology or any other authoritarian based sociopolitical movement. Trump is that movement. Do not vote for that narcissist if you value your existence as an LGBTQIA+ member.

regarding US liberal politics i cannot emphasize enough that a democrat president has not been better for trans rights than the previous republican one. the last four years have seen some of the worst backsliding on trans rights specifically, with access to gender affirming care being explicitly illegalized in a number of states. proclaiming that my rights are stored in the bodies of brown people abroad- a statement democrats will routinely ridicule republicans for- looks especially absurd in the circumstance where the party you are championing isn't even pretending to do that for people like me! there are 8 instances of the word "transgender" in the whole of democrat's 92 page 2024 party platform, half of which are the democrats congratulating themselves for allowing trans women to be drafted and serve the imperialist war machine, with the rest not referencing any specific policy or policy plan at all. at best they're quietly complicit in killing trans people and trans women especially. do not appeal to my existence in your justifications for genocide

[takeeachdayonebookatatime]

Why did you elbow me? 158

Achilles Castle part 60

Lemonade and lies Part 3

Olivia: pov In the interrogation room me and Kate are asking the lady questions she seems very sad. I ask her what her relationship with the victim was because she looks young. Tammy mentions he is her son, i ask her how old she is, Tammy is only 12 years older then him. Esposito is nice enough to look into her story and it turns out she had him when she was 12 from a sexual assault. The reason she came over to his place was to pick up his dog who she is babysitting. He was going on a trip soon, her story checks out. We are back to square one. She is not the killer.

Ayanna Bell: pov Elliot tells me our 2 detectives undercover might have just had their cover blown. They mentioned to him that some police officers were questioning them and the guys got suspicious. I can tell Elliot is angry since I left him in charge of this operation.

Elliot Stabler: pov I'm so angry right now, Bell is telling our 2 detectives undercover to lay low and stay out of sight for a bit. I so badly want to yell at the police officer who allowed this to happen. At the 12th precinct me and Ayanna arrive with Jet. Ayanna goes to talk with Captain Benson and Captain Beckett, she is the one who ruined our undercover operation.

Jet: pov Ayanna eventually comes out of Captain Beckett's office which Captain Benson is sharing with her for the case. Sergeant Esposito is showing me and Ayanna Bell around. Elliot wants to have a chat with Liv and Captain Beckett. While in the break room I hear Elliot screaming. How dare you compromise my investigation for a homicide, it's not like the victim is going to get any more dead. Do you even know how to do your job? Kate replies I'm the youngest woman in the history of the NYPD to become a detective.

Esposito: pov as soon as I hear the screaming I run into Kate's office to make sure she is okay. Elliot is still screaming at her, Liv steps in front of Elliot and tells him to stop. You can't act like this in front of Captain Beckett, or yell and raise your voice. She looks frightened by his outburst.

Liv: pov something isn't right here Ayanna finally gets Elliot to calm down, i'm asking Kate if she is okay. Esposito tells Ayanna that Elliot is banned from coming into this office. He is so shocked and angry that he starts to raise his voice again. Saying it's not fair, she ruined our investigation and put 2 of my fellow detectives at risk. She needs to stop investigating this until my case is solved. When she doesn't reply he slams his hands down hard on the table in anger startling Captain Beckett. I manage to get Elliot to calm down and stop his behavior.

Ayanna: pov I notice Captain Beckett is rubbing her chest. I finally take a few minutes to look around the room. Oh my the walls are covered with articles titled. Detective solves her mothers murder, senator bracken arrested for multiple counts of murder, fraud and other crimes, Detective gets shot at Captain's funeral, Detective might not make it after shooting, Detective fighting for her life after shooting, Detective suffers cardiac arrest after shooting, and might not survive. Detective back at work after suffering cardiac arrest due to a shooting, Detective celebrates first day back at work after recovering from a shooting, Detective survives being shot in the chest wholly crap. Captain Beckett looks a little frightened by what Elliot just did.

Joe: pov it's starting to get later in the morning me and Muncy are heading out to get food so we can keep working on the case. The place we are going to pick the food up from serves great Chinese food that is what Sergeant Esposito said to us. I made sure to grab some drinks with the food I was told to make sure Kate's food had no salt and nothing spicy on it. Lanie asked us to stop at the place next store and get a fruit bowl for Kate. She can't have grapefruit or pomegranate and pineapple is a no as of lately. Me and Muncy chat while we drive back to the 12th precinct.

Kate: pov Elliot is frightening me a little, I know he has anger issues because Liv told me before. I can feel my heart racing a little. It should be okay in a minute. It's just because he scared me. Esposito is making sure I'm okay while Liv is taking care of Elliot. The food should be here soon.

Liv: pov Ayanna is apologizing for Elliot's behavior, saying it won't happen again. Elliot really scared Kate, Ryan comes running in to check on Kate and says he heard screaming. Ayanna grabs Elliot's arm and points out the articles on the wall all of a sudden he says he is sorry and apologizes to Kate.

Esposito: pov Ayanna Bell updates us on her case. Kate and Liv update her on what we have learned so far and how the murder investigation is going so far.

Kate: pov the food arrives and looks amazing. I thank Muncy and Joe for the fruit. It looks like me and Elliot ordered the same stuff, Ayanna says it's because he is watching his figure, and has to stay in shape to catch all those criminals. Liv says it's because he is old, isn't that right detective. As soon as I start to eat my food I start to cough since my throat is irritated which gets Lanie's attention, she asks if I'm okay. I say while coughing the food went down wrong. Lanie knows Coughing kills my chest.

Muncy: pov Elliot says can't handle a little heat, Captain Beckett. It's not even that spicy, you must have some sensitive taste buds. Liv, who is sitting across from Elliot, kicks him under the table and tells him to shut up. Kate says her food isn't spicy, she can't have spicy food, and the food went down wrong. To be continued. ……….

[vanishedangels]

Clan of Warriors

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Summary: While rebuilding Mandalore, Mand'alor Din Djarin is questioned by his people because of his beliefs and origins. In the dawn of a civil war, the council resolves that The Mand'alor must join in marriage with someone close to Bo-Katan Kryze. He’s forced to marry Koska Reeves and accept a loveless union. In the meantime, Din is having a secret relationship with his son’s Master, Jedi Luke Skywalker, his dream of having his own clan of warriors is about to fade away.

Pairing: Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker

Characters: Din Djarin, Luke Skywalker, Grogu, Leia Organa, Cara Dune, Koska Reeves, Bo-Katan Kryze, Axe Woves, OC, Peli Motto, Fennec Shand, Boba Fett, Paz Vizsla, Owen Lars, Beru Whitesun, Han Solo, Chewbacca, Wedge Antilles.

Rating: Explicit (+18)

Warnings: Canon Typical Violence. Explicit Smut.

Tags: Canon Compliant, Post Season 2 Finale, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Friends To Lovers, Fluff, Angst, Demisexual Din Djarin, Top Luke Skywalker, Bottom Din Djarin, Top Din Djarin, Bottom Luke Skywalker, Protective Din Djarin, BAMF Luke Skywalker, Adorable Baby Yoda, Sassy Leia Organa, Gai Bal Manda, Blindfolds, Sub Din Undertones, Fantasies, Jealous Luke, Keldabe Kiss, Smut, Jealous Din, Dirty Talk, Face Reveal.

Chapters: 31/?

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"I was still playing with my T-16 skyhopper's model at nineteen." Luke deadpanned.

Din smirked "Oh, I would've loved to see that." He kissed him again. "You were so cute at nineteen." Din remembered Luke in his orange jumpsuit in the pin up propaganda.

"What? Anyway, I'm serious, he's a little boy, Din."

"Do you know what I was doing at nineteen?" Luke shook his head. "Blasting people down."

Chapter 31: Thankfulness

Din was sitting, surrounded by the council, feeling he was carrying the world upon his shoulders.

"This is civil war, Mandalore is repeating its history, we fooled ourselves." Shrune was frowning, fists on the table. "We need you here, Mand'alor, you were off planet for almost a month."

"I'm here." Din said flatly.

"It's a matter of time till The New Republic finds out what we're facing. They used to ignore us because of our bloody history and call us unpredictable. We can't allow it, they can't know about this!" Bo-Katan said pinching the bridge of her nose.

"And you... Mand'alor... You brought the Jedi Master again to our planet! The man is a former member of the rebel alliance and Senator Organa's twin brother above all! You've lost your mind, Djarin!"

Din noticed she called him by his name for the first time since he won the darksaber, he knew she was really mad.

"The Jedi won't say a word." He retorted.

Bo-Katan burst into laughter "I told you to be careful, they saw you walking out of your ship with that Jedi again! You're defying them! You're crazy! Crazy!"

Din was tense, he pounded the table with his fist "They're defying us! And you're crossing the line, Kryze! He's here to help!"

"Help? Us? Listen to yourself, Mand'alor. You're pathetic, you disappeared for two weeks, we didn't even get a com from you and you came here like it didn't happen. What were you doing with your son and that Jedi by the way? Playing the house?"

Din stood up abruptly, tossing the table forward with his thighs in the process, Paz was behind him and grabbed him by his forearms "Vod! Not now!"

Din looked around, he met Shrune's eyes and he felt the need to count to ten. He was breathing fast, his blood was boiling, he wanted to kill Bo-Katan. So this is how Boba feels about this woman. He sat down, clicking his tongue "Jedi Master Skywalker is one of my royal guards now."

"What?" Paz asked almost yelling. Din kicked him under the table. "I mean, yes, we need a Jedi within our ranks. Good for you, Mand'alor! Good decision." He nodded frantically.

Shrune was waving his hand "Enough about the Jedi. If our Mand'alor says we can trust him, then I trust him." Din nodded, he knew he could always count on their chancellor. "Now, we need to face the facts, we've been forced to listen to the radicals, they are demanding representation." He looked at Bo-Katan.

She was avoiding Shrune's gaze, she looked into Din's visor instead.

"This is your doing." Din said pointing a finger at her "I bet you've been planning on this since the beginning."

"Mand'alor!" Shrune intervened.

"No, it's okay, chancellor. That's what you think about me, Mand'alor? Alright, I would admit I was trying to bother you at first, but then I understood that you were the right one to rule us all. And you know that, I told you that." Din knew she was being honest, he sighed, closing his eyes. "But this escalated in a way that... Well, they don't listen to me anymore. They want a night owl on the throne."

"They want you. You encouraged that." Din scolded her.

"They want a night owl." She narrowed her eyes and clenched her jaw.

"You know what you gotta do. Come here, Kryze, take what it's yours." He was caressing the hilt of the darksaber.

"Please, Mand'alor. She's not an option, no one is. You're the one that opened the door to The Senate to us, you're indispensable, we won't lose you. We can't afford that." Shrune was on his feet now, running his hand through his hair, he sighed "There's something... But, I need to talk to Bo-Katan in private." They were all staring at him, and then confusion spread all over the place.

Din frowned "Why? I won't condone that." He deadpanned.

Shrune walked towards Din "Do you trust me, son?" Din nodded. "Then do what I say. Go to your room, spend some time with your ad'ika, tomorrow morning we'll meet here again, all of us." He said looking around. "Dismissed." He looked back at Din and nodded, palming his biceps.

Din sighed "Fine."

Din ran into Bo-Katan when he was walking out of the room, he stared at her, she shrugged.

"Vod, go to your room, forget it." Paz was holding him back, his hand on Din's chest plate. Din turned around and walked down the corridor.

He opened the door and found Miko standing next to the window while Luke was sitting on the couch, reading on his datapad.

Miko took his helmet off as soon as he saw Din "Mand'alor."

Din looked at Luke and then at Miko, the sight of them staring at him, together before his eyes, was surreal. "Where's Grogu?"

"He's in his room, Miko here showed me the little room you arranged for him. I didn't know." Luke was staring at him, and he knew his little Jedi so well that he could read his face, something was bugging him. "He's taking a nap." Luke added shifting his gaze from Din to his datapad.

Din walked towards the second door, he checked on Grogu and then looked at Miko "It's okay, Miko, you can go now."

"Yes, Your Highness." Miko was pointing at the window "There's a guard outside, we put a man every ten meters around the building. I'm gonna be outside your bedroom door with Joako." He was walking out of the room, Din beside him, Luke didn't lift his head when they passed by his side. Din noticed that.

"Mand'alor, do you need me to ask for room service?" Miko was in the corridor. Din was holding the door, his body against the door frame.

"Yes, thank you. I'm eating here with my family."

"Alright, and the Jedi Master? Is he coming to the dinner room or he's eating in his room?" He pointed at the next door.

Din's mind was all over the place, he was thinking about Luke's sudden annoyance, "I'm, uh, I told you I'm having dinner with my family here." He insisted.

Miko frowned and then he was raising his eyebrows, looking surprised "Oh..."

Miko's reaction made Din realize what he had just said "I mean my son and I. And the Master... Grogu needs him. You know."

Miko was pursing his lips, then he nodded "Alright, I'm sending someone from the service, Your Highness. I'll be here if you need me." Din was closing the door. "Mand'alor, Sir, your son is adorable."

Din smiled "Good night, Miko, thank you." He closed the door, still facing it, then he turned around and he looked at Luke. Little Jedi was resting both hands on his knees.

"How was the meeting?" He finally asked, Din was walking towards him.

"We didn't decide anything, we're doomed." Din snorted, cursing his luck. He was pointing at his helmet with his index finger "May I?"

Luke nodded. Din took his helmet off "Oh, by the way, if they ask you about being my new royal guard, just play along with it." He huffed.

"The kriff? What is going on, Din?" Luke stood up, resting his hands on Din's biceps.

"They don't trust you, I can't stand them anymore." Din shrugged and walked to Grogu's room, standing by the door, staring at his ad'ika, so little, curling up under the blankets. "We're meeting again tomorrow morning, I think we'll know what to do by then. I trust Shrune."

Luke was now holding him from behind, resting his chin on Din's pauldron, standing on his tiptoes.

"Ah, I needed this." He said closing his eyes, Luke pressed a kiss on his cheek. Din's chest moving faster. He caressed Luke's arms on his waist. "Stars, Luke." He sighed.

"I love the room's decoration, it's so cute, you didn't tell me about it." Luke was looking at the nursery mobile above Grogu's bed. "Ad'ika loved his frogs floating over his bed."

Din froze "How did you call him?" He turned around, Luke was pressing his lips together, staring at his chest plate, they pulled away.

"I'm sorry, it's just the way you call him. It's not, kriff... I didn't mean it." He was rubbing his cheek. He met Din's eyes "Oh, Din."

Din was in tears "Come here, cyar'ika." He cupped Luke's face with his hands and kissed him.

"He's my Padawan, you know that. Right?" Luke said still closing his eyes, still kissing Din.

"Uh-huh." Din nodded staring at his face, smiling into the kiss "Keep telling yourself that."

"Jedi things. He's..." Kisses "My..." More kisses "Padawan."

Din held him tight against his body "You're staying tonight." Luke opened his eyes.

"You're crazy, we can't, not here." He looked at the main door.

"I need you tonight." Din kissed him again.

"Din, they're gonna suspect something."

"Fuck them..."

"Din!" He was pouting "There are guards outside, they will know I've never left the room." He was pulling a face "Besides, how old is Miko?"

Fuck! Getting to the point.

"I don't know, Vizsla says he's around twenty." He was pressing a finger on the dimple in Luke's chin.

"He's a baby..." Luke huffed.

"Grogu's a baby." Din said playfully, chuckling a little.

"I was still playing with my T-16 skyhopper's model at nineteen." Luke deadpanned.

Din smirked "Oh, I would've loved to see that." He kissed him again. "You were so cute at nineteen." Din remembered Luke in his orange jumpsuit in the pin up propaganda.

"What? Anyway, I'm serious, he's a little boy, Din."

"Do you know what I was doing at nineteen?" Luke shook his head. "Blasting people down."

Luke frowned sighing "Why am I not surprised?" He smiled.

"Stay, I'm gonna tell them that I'm concerned about your safety, yours and Grogu's, they'll buy it." He stared into Luke's eyes "Stay."

Luke sighed "Okay, Din. I'd love to."

~

They had dinner together. Grogu was devouring the meat, chirping and grabbing Din's vambrace to urge him to give him a second ration.

"Easy, ad'ika."

"He says that you're a stingy buir." Luke said pressing a kiss on Din's cheek. "He's right, you know."

"What?" He chuckled. Baby cooed, nodding. "Is that so?" He patted his little head. "This is what I get for hanging around with Jedi."

"Grogu, how do you like your new bedroom?" Din asked, baby grabbed his face and rubbed his little nose against his. "So you liked it." Din chuckled. Luke was soothing his hand on his back, Din looked at him "I can stay in this room forever."

Luke frowned "I can't tell you that everything is gonna be alright, but I can tell you that we'll be here for you, Din."

Din pressed Grogu against his chest "That's more than you think, cyare." He smiled at Luke.

That night they slept in Din's bed, the three of them, Din was in the middle of the bed, holding Grogu and Luke close. He closed his eyes bringing them closer. Yes, I could stay like this forever.

[multifandomingmess]

The One That Got Away (Sonny Carisi x Daughter!Reader) Part 1/2

anonymous inquired:

Hii do you fanfics, imagines for SVU? If so can you do a Sonny x reader where you are his daughter and you try to kill yourself after being raped. The team finds out and hunts the rapist down. If you could make it middle length maybe? It’s ok if you can’t. If you can thank youuu

Trigger Warning(s): mentions of rape, description of rape, suicide attempt, self-harm, language, etc..

Reminder: Spoilers from recent episodes of SVU - so Carisi is ADA now. If you don't like spoilers, please watch/start on Season 22 beforehand. Thank you.

You could still feel the touch of him. How he threw you around like garbage. When you look down at your legs, you see reminders of him. That night was horrifying for you. However, you weren't surprised that you were targeted since you're the daughter of ADA Carisi.

Y/N Carisi - you were born on M/D/Y - having e/c eyes and h/c hair. Despite all that, you grew up near the SVU, so you knew the signs but you felt like you were stupid and deserved this. Like it was meant to happen. You haven't told anyone because you felt ashamed. You know (for a fact) that your dad will literally kill the guy - but you don't want him to risk his job for you.

(POV CHANGE - I/IM/ME/FIRST PERSON)

I came home from school and immediately went to my bedroom. My dad wasn't home yet so I just lay in my bed - and do what I've been doing. I just look at the wall and think. I think about the things I've done, the things I've wanted to do, the things I want to do, and the things that I wanted to do but was too scared to do so.

It's hard being an ADA's daughter because I've seen the threats he's gotten. People have cyberbullied me a lot, which isn't a surprise, but it's still not pleasant. Through my dad, I've felt unsafe because of threats I received - and some of the things that have been done to me.

A few weeks ago, I was raped after my dad won a case. The convicted man's family, who is apart of a mafia, seemed to convey hatred against him. I'm not sure if it's one of them that raped me but I just want to block it out. I want to forget it ever happened but it's not that easy. The past few days have been even harder because the thoughts have gotten worse. My dad knows I struggle with my mental health, in general, but he doesn't know why it's worsened lately. He doesn't know that I've started self-harming again.

It's hard to be alone with all these thoughts - because it's getting harder. I look at the belt nearby and place my hand against the leather. I just want this pain to be gone.

(HOURS LATER; 3RD PERSON POV)

Sonny finally arrived home. He had been trying to get a hold of Y/N but he had no luck. He opened the front door to a silent apartment. He was used to the silence but he felt a different feeling - like something was - like a gut instinct. He knew something was up.

He began to call Y/N's name, "Y/N! Are you home?" Silence. Just pure silence. He looked around the apartment and noticed her backpack on the kitchen counter - so she was home.

He went down the hallway and saw her bedroom door barely shut. He opened the door and he felt his stomach turn. Y/N was hanging from a belt. He rushed to her and unbuckled the belt carefully, so she would fall down, but he grabbed her in time. She placed her on the floor and felt for a pulse. It was weak but she had a pulse.

He took his phone out and dialed 911, before putting the speakerphone on and placing it on the ground. He immediately began chest compressions.

"911, what is your emergency?"

"This is ADA Sonny Carisi of Manhattan. I just came home to my daughter who attempted suicide. Please, send some paramedics and SVU here."

He continued the CPR, "Are there signs of sexual abuse?"

"I don't know but something isn't right. I'm doing CPR right now. Her pulse is weak. Please, hurry."

"Yes sir, just keep doing what you're doing. They're on their way."

Sonny continued to do the compressions, hoping she'd wake up, but she was still unconscious.

"Come on, baby..." He mumbled under his breath, as he continued the compressions.

Minutes went by and the paramedics arrived, along with SVU. They rushed into the house and Sonny stood by, as they began to take her vitals and placed her on a stretcher. Sonny felt like his whole world was turning upside down.

Olivia rushed in there, along with Amanda. "Sonny, what happened?"

"I came home to check on her because she wasn't answering her phone, so when I got here - something felt off and went to her room and found her like this..." He explained, trying to contain his emotions.

"Do you think she was raped?" Amanda questioned, causing Sonny to look down to the ground.

"I don't know but she hasn't been suicidal... I've been with her and something isn't right about this."

Olivia watched them take her out on the stretcher, noticing scratches on her arms, before sighing. Sonny was right. Something was wrong.

Hours had passed and Y/N awoke in a hospital bed, looking around to see her dad and some of his friends. "Dad?"

Sonny immediately rushed to his daughter's side and gave a kiss on her forehead. "How are you, sweetheart?"

She remembered what she did and regret filled her eyes. She placed her palms over her eyes and shook her head. "I'm so sorry, dad..."

"You have nothing to be sorry about, Y/N." Sonny assurred but she shook her head, throwing her hands down on the bed.

"I do, I really do, Dad." Y/N sobbed out, tears beginning to flow down her cheeks. Sonny looked at her and grabbed her hand, rubbing the back of her hand gently.

"Honey, why are you sorry?" She began to tug at the IV, trying to take it out. Machines began to beep uncontrollably, "You're safe, Y/N!"

"Dad, you're gonna kill me..." She yelled out in hysterics, nurses beginning to barge in.

"Sedate her!" One of the nurses shouted. Sonny was forced to get out of the room as he watched her fight off nurses.

"What happened to my babygirl?"

"Sonny..." Olivia began as she placed a hand on his back. "I think she's been raped or assaulted."

Sonny felt himself becoming numb and in shock. Olivia had it wrong, or did she? It would make a lot of sense, though. The huge question was why? Why would someone hurt his babygirl? That question ran through his mind.

Hours passed by and Sonny anxiously paced the halls of the hospital. Olivia had gone in there to talk with Y/N. Sonny knew he couldn't do it and just knew that she wouldn't talk to him about it. Not yet, at least.

"It's going to be okay, Carisi..." Amanda reassured, standing up after sitting in the chair for some time. "We will figure this all out but you need to sit down, you'll make yourself sick."

"I already feel sick and disgusted. I should've known something was off. I should've taken off work when her behavior started changing but I thought it was just teenage things. We've all gone through it..."

Amanda tightened her lips, biting the inside of her cheek. It was really unfortunate. The creak from the hospital room's door interrupted the two. Olivia came out with a clipboard, approaching Sonny at once. "I need you to sit down, Sonny..."

Sonny knew exactly what Olivia was going to say. Either way, nothing would stop the anger evolving inside of him. He didn't protect his daughter like he was always promised. He was already blaming himself.

"She was raped about a week ago. His identity is unknown but she said he had green eyes, black hair, pale skin, and dressed very neatly - but she mentioned that he said it was a warning for you..."

Sonny curled his eyebrows together, bringing eye contact with Olivia. He began to shook his head, grabbing the sides of his face, burying his face into his lap. "No..."

"She said he supposedly was a relative of a case you beat recently."

Carisi pounded his fist into his legs, screaming out, "Damn it!"

He jumped to his feet immediately, rushing toward the exit of the building, anger overcoming him.

"Sonny, you can't pursue this case!" Olivia yelled through the distance. "I have the authority to arrest you and I don't want to do that..."

He stopped in his tracks, turning to her. "You won't let me pursue this but you pursued your buddy Stabler's wife's case..."

"Excuse me?"

"If you can help your old partner out, then you can have my back on this... Either way, I have a feeling on who this is, and no one's stopping me - not even you."

With that, Carisi rushed out of the hospital building, leaving Olivia speechless. She looked at Amanda and audibly sighed.

Carisi got home and skimmed through each case file thoroughly, especially recent cases.

Brown v. Powell

New York State v. Senator Graham

Little v. Brewster

Jackson v. Gallagher

As he went past the Jackson v. Gallagher file, he pulled up the list of relatives for the Gallagher case (the opposing side). He saw Michael Gallagher. He was 35 and had all the features his daughter reportedly claimed. He clenched his hands into fists for a moment before hearing the doorbell ring. He snapped out of it and went to open the door.

In the pouring rain, Olivia stood there. Carisi found himself surprised but grateful.

"I'm sorry..." She gently apologized as she dug her hands into the pockets of her trenchcoat.

"We don't have time for that. I think I found a suspect..."

Olivia widened her eyes a bit as he led her to his office. He began to explain the case to her, which was complicated but expressed how one of the relatives had been sending threats since the trial completed. In which, we have Michael Gallagher.

"This is good... He looks just like the guy she described. This is a good sign, Sonny." Olivia admitted as she pulled out her phone. "I'm going to have them test Y/Ns DNA samples and possibly other DNA matches as soon as they can."

"Thank you, Liv."

She flashed a sly smile at him before she headed out. However, Sonny wouldn't be sleeping anytime soon, so the night would be interesting.

[ladyofthelands]

The below is not mine, i m only taking out of the read more for posterity, so it is not lost. All glory to OP

@lizasweetling (all indented bits from here will be hers):

Because Sith. Bad for mental health of the user and generally bad for their environs But also baby. And if hes dragging Maul around no doubt the dude is constantly himself confused why he is here Like yeah, Sidious sucked, and this 6-9yo is way powerful and knowledgeable on the dark side (?????) But why are we going to the Jedi? And not even trying to kill them apparently?????

Anakin is very much being affected by Baby Brain and Baby Endocrine System. He cries a lot more than he should.

I WASN'T THINKING OF HIM BRINGING MAUL BUT YEAH. THAT'S. THAT'S A POSSIBILITY.

Jedi Council trying to decide if this is more "Adult Sith got shrunk" or "child got evil man's memories." Vader wants to know why it even MATTERS. (He didn't actually plan on telling them, but he has very little self control right now.)

The first Good Act he does is tell them where to find Ventress and Ky. (In the originally timeline, he viewed Ventress as like. Cool older cousin.)

Vader's right, that distinction does not matter Aaaw, she deserves that, that's nice Maybe she will be like 20% less homocidally traumatized

Anakin is furious when Maul and Obi-Wan pick him up under one arm like a package. He is a GROWN MAN he is an ADULT he was a SITH LORD and about to be a FATHER, he is TOO OLD FOR THIS.

They point out that he is Baby.

😂 sorry lord of evil, you're too baby, have a nap and maybe your feel better. Assuming the crisis on Naboo is still happening, and as such the vote of no confidence is right now, it might be a great time to report Sidious as a Sith lord. Post-escape from Sidious, both he and Maul definitely will need a nap. It's that kinda place.

Oh, it's probably at least a year before. Anakin keeps trying to sneak off to kill the man himself, but the Jedi are more ready for his Sneaking than Mustafar was, so he keeps getting caught before he can reach the Senate.

At one point he tries to just CHARGE the place and you get Mace and Obi-Wan sprinting after him. The News captures videos of this very small child getting chased by an older Padawan and a Master and they are mostly yelling for him to PUT DOWN THE SABER.

(Sidious might see him but what's he going to do? Might cause too many problems for Sidious to be aware of Anakin's presence with the Jedi, though. Best not.)

It's probably more expensive on average to hire an assassin on a child, just in general But on a jedi youngling??? If he can even find someone to do that, it will be so very, ridiculously expensive And likely 70%+ upfront payments

Ahsoka definitely seeks him out. Toddler baby child. She adores him for reasons unclear to anyone and everyone.

!!! Baby has baby!! Vader's probably a little thrown by this. Been a while subjectively since someone just loved him. And not even for like, a reason. Baby Vader coerced into sitting obediently for nap by tired kiddo: [The council liked that]

The number of times that vader could only be convinced to nap by Obi-Wan grabbing him, caging him in his own lap, and forced to Sit Quietly until he just fell asleep like that...

He has things to do, he's not tired 😡😡😡💢 (He's 9. Distances are between 150 and 195% longer when measured with steps, he's hungry (subjectively) all the time, and has only middling coordination He so is too tired)

Anakin doesn't know Qui-Gon at all but he keeps getting stuffed into the man's top because he's just. Small enough to fit.

Like the bomb boobs gif, but it's a small child.

the indignity

You just. You can't let him get too self-important.

Vader is Disgusted every time the pediatric healers try to talk down to him like they do to other 6yos.

The difference between this and other "Vader goes back in time to the Jedi" AUs (like Force of Many Sights) is that this Vader has never been a Jedi, and doesn't know anything about them except how they fight when he's trying to kill their friends.

Also Maul's there.

Because even he has a hard time taking himself seriously when hes so easy to manhandle Rest of the time; I am fear, I am death personified As luggage child: I am so small. The tiniest. I crave violence He's probably very annoyed they keep taking away his saber And hey! Obi gets practice not losing his! Woooo!

Something something Anakin clinging to Maul's back (piggy back ride) and chewing on his head or something stupid like that. Perfect height for head biting.

ALT

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You know, the classic anime head bite

Maul probably has been nominally talked into this because this 9yo is a powerful darksider But he is also the world's most annoying tiny kid Maul would've thought his phenotype would make him immune to this ridiculousness He was wrong At least the teeth are a bit less pointy than his other little brothers'? Appreciating the little things

tfw your unwanted little brother drags you to what you think is a cult but actually they're way less culty than your last two places so you just stick around to keep an eye on the little shit

Anyway. ObiMaul for this one.

They're peers They're tired They just want to sit down and not have to chase this weird little murder child They have a lot in common 😊

They are all just a little bit stupid, I love them.

Qui-Gon is a Cool Mom (throws condoms at them and books it).

Yeah, that's about as much involvement as would be appreciated They probably did a lot of sparring before the tension broke Which did not relieve said tension, generally made it worse (Competence, athleticism, sweat-) Vader is confused, but probably doesn't mind He's probably glad they're distracting each other from stopping assassinating a certain someone (Which- that is 9yo hubris. He would need help to do that)

I still can't decide where on 6yo-9yo he falls but somewhere in there

Babies means easier hiding in shirt, teenie Ahsoka, and longer for him to convince the Jedi council to do a Sith hunt before the Naboo situation

Also longer for Maul and Obi-Wan to faff about being all Tension

* Vaguely inspired by the backstory of Rulebreaker/Wildheart, which is great but significantly more of a romance fic than this.

Hey have a fun AU I came up with the other day after reading a bunch of fics with related tropes

It's a raised Sith AU. Anakin was found by Sidious well before he was found by Qui-Gon. He was raised by the Sith, is a classically horrible monster stalking about TCW to be Vader (mask and all, just as an intimidation factor instead of life support) while Ventress and Grievous and Dooku do their own things in a different section of the war. He's got a Really Fucking Weird dynamic with Obi-Wan, mostly attempting to kill him etc.

At some point, Palpatine allows Anakin and Padme to meet. The romance that blooms is one that Sheev decides is useful to him, so he lets it happen.*

Padme gets pregnant. Sidious arranges for her death. Anakin loses his entire shit and tries to kill Sidious. Obi-Wan is off trying to save Padme, unaware of Anakin getting his remaining limbs cut off by his this-universe Master. (This is important, because Anakin does remember Obi-Wan trying to save Padme.)

So we have Anakin, who was raised Sith, and just lost the only things that have mattered to him since his mom died when he was a kid, and Palpatine has pushed him further into the Dark than he ever has. Anakin… knows more about the Sith Secrets in this universe.

Anakin finds a Sithly Time Machine. Maybe on Malachor. There's an owl? Whatever.

Anakin, someone who's been Vader for the vast majority of his life, wakes up at age nine. Maybe even younger, like six. His mother is already dead at Sidious's hands. He's already roommates with Maul. He's already being trained as a baby Sith.

Anakin, being a 20 year old war veteran, is much better at escaping than Sidious has planned for. He reprograms a medical droid to take out his slave chip, steals a ship, etc. All the stuff that Maul wasn't very good at, and Anakin was too young for, so Sidious didn't have the preventative measures in place for yet.

Anakin heads for the one place and person he thinks he can trust: Obi-Wan Kenobi.

(Obi-Wan is still a padawan. But this Baby Sith just declared him Adoptive Teen Dad, so.)

@lizasweetling (all indented bits from here will be hers):

Because Sith. Bad for mental health of the user and generally bad for their environs But also baby. And if hes dragging Maul around no doubt the dude is constantly himself confused why he is here Like yeah, Sidious sucked, and this 6-9yo is way powerful and knowledgeable on the dark side (?????) But why are we going to the Jedi? And not even trying to kill them apparently?????

Anakin is very much being affected by Baby Brain and Baby Endocrine System. He cries a lot more than he should.

I WASN'T THINKING OF HIM BRINGING MAUL BUT YEAH. THAT'S. THAT'S A POSSIBILITY.

Jedi Council trying to decide if this is more "Adult Sith got shrunk" or "child got evil man's memories." Vader wants to know why it even MATTERS. (He didn't actually plan on telling them, but he has very little self control right now.)

The first Good Act he does is tell them where to find Ventress and Ky. (In the originally timeline, he viewed Ventress as like. Cool older cousin.)

Vader's right, that distinction does not matter Aaaw, she deserves that, that's nice Maybe she will be like 20% less homocidally traumatized

Anakin is furious when Maul and Obi-Wan pick him up under one arm like a package. He is a GROWN MAN he is an ADULT he was a SITH LORD and about to be a FATHER, he is TOO OLD FOR THIS.

They point out that he is Baby.

😂 sorry lord of evil, you're too baby, have a nap and maybe your feel better. Assuming the crisis on Naboo is still happening, and as such the vote of no confidence is right now, it might be a great time to report Sidious as a Sith lord. Post-escape from Sidious, both he and Maul definitely will need a nap. It's that kinda place.

Oh, it's probably at least a year before. Anakin keeps trying to sneak off to kill the man himself, but the Jedi are more ready for his Sneaking than Mustafar was, so he keeps getting caught before he can reach the Senate.

At one point he tries to just CHARGE the place and you get Mace and Obi-Wan sprinting after him. The News captures videos of this very small child getting chased by an older Padawan and a Master and they are mostly yelling for him to PUT DOWN THE SABER.

(Sidious might see him but what's he going to do? Might cause too many problems for Sidious to be aware of Anakin's presence with the Jedi, though. Best not.)

It's probably more expensive on average to hire an assassin on a child, just in general But on a jedi youngling??? If he can even find someone to do that, it will be so very, ridiculously expensive And likely 70%+ upfront payments

Ahsoka definitely seeks him out. Toddler baby child. She adores him for reasons unclear to anyone and everyone.

!!! Baby has baby!! Vader's probably a little thrown by this. Been a while subjectively since someone just loved him. And not even for like, a reason. Baby Vader coerced into sitting obediently for nap by tired kiddo: [The council liked that]

The number of times that vader could only be convinced to nap by Obi-Wan grabbing him, caging him in his own lap, and forced to Sit Quietly until he just fell asleep like that...

He has things to do, he's not tired 😡😡😡💢 (He's 9. Distances are between 150 and 195% longer when measured with steps, he's hungry (subjectively) all the time, and has only middling coordination He so is too tired)

Anakin doesn't know Qui-Gon at all but he keeps getting stuffed into the man's top because he's just. Small enough to fit.

Like the bomb boobs gif, but it's a small child.

the indignity

You just. You can't let him get too self-important.

Vader is Disgusted every time the pediatric healers try to talk down to him like they do to other 6yos.

The difference between this and other "Vader goes back in time to the Jedi" AUs (like Force of Many Sights) is that this Vader has never been a Jedi, and doesn't know anything about them except how they fight when he's trying to kill their friends.

Also Maul's there.

Because even he has a hard time taking himself seriously when hes so easy to manhandle Rest of the time; I am fear, I am death personified As luggage child: I am so small. The tiniest. I crave violence He's probably very annoyed they keep taking away his saber And hey! Obi gets practice not losing his! Woooo!

Something something Anakin clinging to Maul's back (piggy back ride) and chewing on his head or something stupid like that. Perfect height for head biting.

You know, the classic anime head bite

Maul probably has been nominally talked into this because this 9yo is a powerful darksider But he is also the world's most annoying tiny kid Maul would've thought his phenotype would make him immune to this ridiculousness He was wrong At least the teeth are a bit less pointy than his other little brothers'? Appreciating the little things

tfw your unwanted little brother drags you to what you think is a cult but actually they're way less culty than your last two places so you just stick around to keep an eye on the little shit

Anyway. ObiMaul for this one.

They're peers They're tired They just want to sit down and not have to chase this weird little murder child They have a lot in common 😊

They are all just a little bit stupid, I love them.

Qui-Gon is a Cool Mom (throws condoms at them and books it).

Yeah, that's about as much involvement as would be appreciated They probably did a lot of sparring before the tension broke Which did not relieve said tension, generally made it worse (Competence, athleticism, sweat-) Vader is confused, but probably doesn't mind He's probably glad they're distracting each other from stopping assassinating a certain someone (Which- that is 9yo hubris. He would need help to do that)

I still can't decide where on 6yo-9yo he falls but somewhere in there

Babies means easier hiding in shirt, teenie Ahsoka, and longer for him to convince the Jedi council to do a Sith hunt before the Naboo situation

Also longer for Maul and Obi-Wan to faff about being all Tension

* Vaguely inspired by the backstory of Rulebreaker/Wildheart, which is great but significantly more of a romance fic than this.

[talesofanjels]

Lady of the stars

“Give us back our money! Now !! "The pursuers were still screaming.

“I'm not going to give you shit back !! I didn't do anything, you fool !! As much as he ran, he still had the breath and the voice to shout back.

She could totally blame the old man for his use of language, besides ...

- Boy, we will finish this business in a few hours, so try to stay out of trouble understand?

'Crystal clear'

It wasn't as if she cared about problems, they just showed up and of course, nobody believed it even when she claimed innocence, in fact, many members of the family believed that she and the problems were born together as soul mates, could never really separate them.

It is likely that they are right since she remembered always finding herself in unusual situations in her past life.

Yes, past life since she had the great honor of becoming an Isekai, unfortunately being conscious during her birth counted as an isekai experience.

Of course, discovering that I had been reborn as a female version of one of the Marvel characters with the worst luck of all would be the apex of this shit situation.

On the positive side, I discovered that I had powers at 5, or more precisely, magic circuits. believe it or not, when I discovered this I almost had a heart attack, because if I was in the marvel universe it was bad to imagine how much worse it would be adding nasuverse to the mix.

After some research, I found out that I was not in a crossover but that my magic circuits were the family's genetic heritage.

Something I will tell you about later.

Here let me introduce my name is Petra Parker and I am the spider woman.

...........

......

...

Pfff

Buahahahah ..... you should your face was hilarious ...... no ...... Un/Fortunately, I was not honored to be born with luck Parke.

But seriously speaking now, call me Petra Quill or as I prefer lady of the stars.

Back to why I’m running from a bunch of aliens chasing ...

She decided to kill time by visiting gaming tables while Yondu and his men were traveling on business across the city.

'Never cheat in the game if you can't make it look like you're not cheating'

Thanks again Yondu…. She only won 60 consecutive times when those alien punks decided they should take their heads off, that was the reason why she was running for her life now.

Now, where the hell was her old man when she needed him most !!! He could be proud of her if he knew that she managed to fool the idiots 60 times in a row, but he would appreciate it if he didn't get his head ripped off because of it.

"You can't run forever!" They yelled at her.

Damn that persistent person! don't they know when to quit? I've been chatting with the people on the 4 wall for about 2 minutes! and they are still running after me.

"Oh, trust me, I can" She had been running most of her life with the reinforcement spell as a base would be papaya with sugar, so it certainly wouldn't be a problem. As quoted by a certain popsicle: I can do this all day.

What frustrated her the most was that she should have already fooled the idiots but somehow they always found her and it's not as if they tracked her by the smell...

Oh, shit, there's a char'ts between them, damn anthropomorphic dog ...

It was at that moment that unfortunately, his luck decided to attack, in front of him, there was an unfinished bridge. She was so focused on running and cursing mentally that she didn't see the building sign. So when she turned to look ahead again ... it was too late ...

There were several times she hated gravitation. When she failed to reach some delicious fruits on the tall tree when she ran around Elector when she was a girl and stumbled and was ridiculed, when she dropped her favorite candy on the ground and now …… .. she was falling to her death.

Again.

“SHITTTTT !!!!!!!!!! WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!! "

Meanwhile ...

"We are very grateful for the kindness of your ruler, please inform your majesty that our peace will be valued as long as our planet thrives." said Senator Edotniamo as he walked beside Supreme Accuser Kree to say goodbye to him.

“Definitely, senator. We also appreciate your warm hospitality, ”replies The Supreme Accuser, who was none other than Ronan, much to the admiration of the Senate, since according to the popular Kree's persistence, the accusers more than the rest, are warriors more than diplomats.

Something that Ronan could not fail to notice, but he did not feel insulted as he would do everything his emperor ordered that for the peace and prosperity of the empire, it is for that he needs to be diplomatic then he can and will take peaceful words from his mouth without tripping.

Damn it if this is not the proper image of a Supreme Defendant, the elders should understand that no matter how useful it is to have a warlord image, an accuser will do whatever is necessary for his people and his emperor, if that is for uses diplomacy who is he to go against his ruler?

Thankfully, he was a very good self-taught man, as diplomacy was not taught at the warrior academy in which he had lived.

Sighing internally the Kree observes a beautiful and peaceful planet, the people here are also very calm and polite. It looked like nothing could go wrong here ………

At that very moment, something had fallen from the top of his chest with a loud thud !!!!!

The Kree officers were all stunned, but quickly advanced in front of their master and spread out to detect any possible ambush.

Senator Edotniamo looked the most shocked of all, his face totally colorless.

One of the Kree was about to attack the unknown object (or person?) That collided with his master, but Ronan raised his hand as a signal to stop.

He picked up an unknown object with its reflection very quickly before it collided completely with it. Ronan was so strong that he didn't even move an inch when that object that looked like a person hit him out of nowhere.

With Petra ...

Petra was closing her eyes completely, she didn't want to feel or see her body crashing horribly and spilling blood all over the place in a disgusting way. As much as she knew how to use the reinforcement, she still hadn't perfected enough to protect herself from the fall.

Furthermore, as much as this universe hates it, it did not wish to die again because what would be the probability of it being reborn again? and what would prevent this verse from being even worse? there is also the question of marvel having a life after death and she didn’t want to meet her very much.

Damn .. why did she have to die like this ... at least she hoped that Yondu asked in her will and her notes would be burned, so she wouldn't fall into the wrong hands as they were mostly composed of her magicraft research and her past life memories, as well as burying her Walkman with her so that she could still hear it in heaven or hell.

As long as she had her incredible mix….

It is the first thing she wanted to hear… .and hopefully, she could meet her mother Meredith since she never met her parents in her old life… but considering she had done a lot of shit during the past 16 years then the probability of her knowing about her is 100%.

She felt that she had already fallen to the floor while monologizing in her head, but the pain that she expected never came.

Yeah ... why was the floor so cozy ??

"Are you going to release me?"

Said !!!! Holy shit !!!!

At the same time, she felt something clinging under her armpits and was lifted from something she was embracing in her life. That was when she decided she should open her eyes to see her situation after death.

Then she met the most beautiful pair of violet eyes and fell in love instantly ...