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#and this isn't even going into the line about the felucia conflict happening in the
dapurinthos · 1 month
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lucasfilm story group i have some questions for you regarding timelines and the tenacity of a person who has been dealing with the debate surrounding precision dating of the 'minoan' eruption for a decade and a half.
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- yoda, issue 10: the cave
yes, it's the cave on dagobah, infamous for fucking with whoever enters it. but! yoda didn't know yaddle was dead until this point. regarding the veracity of the cave's visions: yoda's previous encounter with the cave showed him the fall of the jedi temple; luke's vision regarding vader was what would have happened if he had killed vader in anger—he would fall to the dark side, become sidious's apprentice, not the literal expression of himself in vader's suit but truth nonetheless; in the aphra comics, madelin sun also visits the cave and is also given truths.
and not just 'from a certain point of view'. the narrative pushes these parts of the visions as objective truths. the additional bits (yoda drowning in the skeletal remains of the victims of order 66, vader as the expression of the empire as he's the face of it to luke) are the baggage you bring with you.
so, after that little detour into what counts as truth and what counts as inference, the timeline, prior to the release the living force should be:
32BBY, c. PM: Valorum dispatches Sifo-Dyas and Silman to Oba Diah.
PM - 1W*: Trade Federation blockades Naboo. [QP]**
PM/0: Invasion begins; Obi-Wan& Qui-Gon on Naboo by twilight that evening [NA]***.
PM+1: Arrival in Theed the next day; flee Naboo; hyperspace jump to Tatooine takes a little over an hour****; arrive in Tatooine at midday [NA]; reach Mos Espa before mid-afternoon [NA]; meet Anakin & Shmi.
PM+2: Boonta Eve Classic; leave for Coruscant in afternoon (~3 hour trip****). The implication is that a night is passed while travelling to Coruscant, shown by night on Naboo and Anakin having trouble sleeping on the ship [NA].
PM+3: Arrival on Coruscant (day); Senate shenanigans; Dooku deletes Kamino from Jedi Archives, talks with Qui-Gon (assuming concurrent with Senate shenanigans, mid-afternoon if the light is from a window and not a glow panel); High Council tests Anakin (sunset - twilight) departure for Naboo.
PM+4: Chancery election; Battle of Naboo; Qui-Gon killed by Maul.
PM+6?: Dooku kills Yaddle.*****
PM+7: Qui-Gon's funeral, evening [NA].
PM+8: Parade in Theed.
PM+????: Sifo-Dyas shot down on Oba Diah moon.
* pm: phantom menace; +/- indicates the time, in days, in relation to the beginning of the film, unless otherwise noted (w for week). ** [QP]: information gained from queen's peril novel. *** [NA]: information gained from novel adaptation. **** how do i know it was 3 hours? i did the assigned homework. ***** this one is a bit squiffy, as we don't know exactly which day the council departed for naboo. the novelization says qui-gon's funeral was three days after the battle, and there hasn't been anything stated elsewhere to change this. it's the next day, at the very least, as the battle of naboo took up the whole previous day, but it could also be the same day as qui-gon's funeral, depending on when the council departed.
Meanwhile, the other sources:
Star Wars Timelines: he totes died 32BBY, after the Invasion of Naboo. The Living Force: timeline what timeline lol?
this is not helped by the reasoning behind the Coruscant reckoning system, canon's new calendar, being based on 'vibes' until they decided to do actual dates for Andor. because the date for the 0 point of the B/ABY calendar is now about 127 days into the Coruscant reckoning year because they ~vibed~ Leia's arrest warrant going out/the Battle of Scarif as happening on 7977.331.3.
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I miss the old calendar. It was nice, and simple, and had lovely intercalary holidays. none of these decimals, none of these 'yeah it's totes a 365-day calendar like ours. no leap years. no we're not telling you about months. no, ignore the previous thing we said was canon, it's definitely not 10 months of 7 weeks of 5 days, 3 fete weeks, 3 extra holidays, adding up to 368 days. i have spent too many hours of my life trying to figure this out.
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tinypnut · 4 years
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[taps fingers together] Would it be weird if I requested something along the lines of the reader having a rough time loving herself? And Crosshair actually catches onto the real meaning of her degrading jokes? She's defensive and dismisses it, but when he presses she breaks down and yells about how it doesn't matter and that she doesn't need his comfort?? But she doesn't mean it. Idk it just,, came to me when I started the request. :') Hope this isn't too much.
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Crosshair x reader
@kriffingunlucky
(I hope you like it, it’s angsty as kriff and I made a few tweaks cause I just couldn’t stand a salty ending (Had some time between zoom calls to write this))
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TW: Extreme self-deprecating, mentions of suicide
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You pathetic piece of bantha fodder, you can’t do anything right. You're gonna get everyone killed, you think you’re so smart? Do you think that you can achieve anything? Your ‘progress’ is gonna crash and burn like everything you do. Do you really think that they appreciate you? No one has ever appreciated you! They don’t accept you, you're such a kriffing fool. You’re a failure.
You had been with the bad batch for a while now, they were like a family to you, the family you’d always dreamed of but nothing could ever stop those thoughts. They were never-ending and sometimes you wished you could just end it all. They pounded on your head, you always needed some form of a distraction to not become consumed by your thoughts. Many times you have been caught making self-deprecating jokes during missions or even just hanging around the Havoc Marauder.  ‘Maybe if that droid shot first for once it would have hit me’ or ‘why does my holopad die faster than I ever would have’ even ‘How do people get confused by me? I’m pretty bland’ and ‘my body is a temple, but it’s one where they let banthas shit all over it’ These jokes, sometimes you don’t even remember saying them, they just happen. The Batch all brush it off with their own humor treating it as an ordinary thing. But not Crosshair, something about how you said your jokes, they didn’t sound right, they didn’t feel right. But you couldn’t tell anyone how you felt, they wouldn’t understand, well they might but not in the way you wished or hoped that they would, and Crosshair...Crosshair would push you away, he would see you weak and pathetic. You didn’t want that to happen, not again. So you kept it to yourself, just as you always had. 
Hunter, Wrecker, and Tech left the Havoc Marauder to go scout the area leaving you with Crosshair, on the ship, alone, together. You sat in the cockpit checking the systems and running diagnostics just in case a quick getaway was needed and Crosshair sat towards the back of the ship watching you as he cleaned his rifle. His eyes studied your form, the focus you had on your current task, but also your eyes. He shifted the toothpick in his mouth as he stared. You could feel his piercing gaze as you worked.
“Staring is rude you know” you glanced back at him before returning to your work. He set his rifle down and stood to walk over to you.
“And what if I’m simply admiring your beauty?” He questioned as he stood behind you resting his hands on the head of the seat. You couldn’t help but laugh.
“Ha! Yeah, me? Beautiful?” you paid no mind to the fact that he was looming over you.
“Yes,” he turned the chair around and stared at you. Your face began to redden.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about Cross…” You try to avoid the conversation he’s pressing.
“I’m pretty sure you do (Y/N).” He pressed and you looked away. You stand and push past him and hold yourself. “What the Kriff has gotten into you (Y/N)?” he continued.
“It doesn’t matter Cross...It’s nothing.” Your gaze fell to the floor.
“It matters to me…” He rests a hand on your arm and you pull away once more. He bit down on his toothpick now slightly becoming peeved with your actions. Not too long ago you began distancing yourself from him, you barely spoke to him and there was barely any physical contact as well. “whatever’s bothering you just spit it out already! Sweet Maker, All you say now are these self-deprecating jokes, you don’t hold actual conversations anymore, what happened to us.” You bit your lip and lowered your head. You didn’t want him angry with you…
Maybe it’s for the best, I knew this wouldn’t last….
“I don’t need you to comfort me alright! I don’t need your pity or concern! My personal opinions on myself don’t matter to you! They shouldn’t matter to you….” Crosshair remained silent, he cast a glare and snapped his toothpick in half. He was heartbroken, but also furious, how could you say such things...
“If that’s how you want it” he growled before walking past you. He grabbed his rifle and as his brothers walked up the ramp they watched him push past them to leave the ship. They looked between his retreating form and you. Tech made his way over.
“(Y/N)? Are you okay? What happened?” he asked hesitantly. You pulled away from him as well and wiped your face.
“I’m fine Tech…” You walked away back to your bunk. Tech didn’t believe you but when he looked back to Wrecker and Hunter he simply shrugged. 
A bit of time had passed since the conflict occurred between you and Crosshair, neither of you had said a word to each other and the tension building in the ship began to feel suffocating. Hunter was getting to the point that he was about to drop you and Crosshair off on a hospitable planet to sort out your problems. So that’s just what he did, or well close to it. The Havoc Marauder landed on Felucia and the brothers began gathering their weapons. Crosshair grabbed his rifle and made his way to leave but not before Hunter grabbed his shoulder.
“Oh no you don’t” He gently pushed him back onto the ship and crossed his arms before pointing a finger at both you and Crosshair. “You two are going to sort out whatever the kriff is going on between you two even if it kills you” And that’s all he said before leaving with Wrecker and Tech. A silence fell on the ship as neither of you dared to speak or to move. You could feel his gaze on you once more and you let out a shaky breath before lifting your head to meet his gaze.
“I-I…” You lowered your gaze again. “I’m sorry…” your voice was soft, meek almost. Crosshair arched a brow and crossed his arms. “I can’t help it Cross….the things I say….” You shook your head “It’s to cope...I can’t stop thinking, it won’t ever end, sometimes it’s rambling in my head, other times it’s screaming at myself…. I try to be strong, I put up a wall but it just won’t work.” Crosshair’s gaze had softened and he approached you slowly. 
“(Y/N)”
“I hate myself Crosshair, I’m not attractive or pretty, I barely passed training, I was overlooked and ignored...what purpose do I even have, how can you even care about me?” You bit back your tears and tried to keep your voice level. Crosshair pulled your hands off your arms and held them with his gloved ones. 
“I can’t understand that you believe all that…” Crosshair sighed and you looked up to protest but he cut you off “Don’t you ever kriffing believe that shit. Cause it’s not true, what happened during your training is in the past, forget it. Your purpose, well that’s right here, on the Marauder, with us, with me…” He rested his forehead against yours “and you're the most beautiful person in the galaxy, you’re all mine and I’m all yours” He cracked a small smile.
“Do you mean that?” you question.
“Every word Cyar’ika” and you believed him, Crosshair was there, he was holding you, and he loved you.
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