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Stars Collided || Nine
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The three had been travelling well into the night.
Anakin was the one to steer the horses, claiming that he'd been doing it since he was a child, his puppy sat in his lap, the whole time, he hadn't even bothered to ask either of the girls to carry him.
"What are we gonna call them?" Ahsoka asked, holding her puppy up in one hand, to stop him from chewing on her hair.
"Artoo." Anakin answered, without hesitation.
"Oh, have you just had that name picked out for a while?" Lovisa looked at him, confused, and so did Ahsoka.
"No, he just looks like an Artoo." He shrugged. "He looks like a Threepio, and he looks like a Seven" Anakin placed his right hand on each of the other puppies heads, as he named them.
“Two, three, seven…” Ahsoka mumbled to herself.
"Guess that's figured out, then" Lovisa looked at Threepio. "Guess I finally gave my parents a heir" She joked "Prince Threepio."
"A dog as the next king?" Anakin chuckled.
"Yes, he's my son, and it's my next of kin that gets the throne after me."
"So... Lovey... anything new going on with you?" Ahsoka asked, with an obvious hinting tone.
"Uhm, no, I don't think so." She refused to look at her friend. "Nothing that you don't already know."
"Are you sure?" Ahsoka asked. "How's the dating life going?"
"Snips, how is yours going?" She side eyed her, catching on to what she was getting at.
"Nothing much to share, so tell me again how you knew Anakin was leaving?"
"The same as you, I suppose." She looked at the sky, feigning boredom.
"Liar."
"Ahsoka, you're distracting, I'm trying to focus." Anakin snapped.
"Look, if you guys are sneaking around, which I know you are-"
"We're not!" They both cut her off.
"I'm not a fool, but, as I was saying, I don't care if you are, happy for you, but don't leave me out of the loop, you need at least one alliance, because Lovey, you would have been locked up in a tower, with no way of leaving, by your parents, if it weren't for me."
"I wish to not talk about this anymore, Anakin, how much longer, is left?"
"Day and a half, M'lady." He answered.
"Very well." She sighed.
"Eurgh!" Ahsoka shrieked. "Seven just pissed on me!"
Anakin couldn't help himself but to burst out laughing, and when he turned to look at her, his stomach hurt by how much he laughed, which started Lovisa off, as she found delight in her friends misery, as well.
"Stop laughing, it's not funny!" The girl scowled, as she held Seven high in the air, again.
"I think that might be karma." Anakin wiped at his eyes.
"For what?!" She snapped at him.
"For invading our private business." Lovisa answered.
"Oh, so there is private business between you two?" She wiggled her eyebrows.
"No." Both their smiles had dropped.
"I have clean clothes, in my bag, you need to stop." Ahsoka sighed, grabbing her satchel from the back of the carriage.
"Soka, we're in the middle of nowhere." Anakin scrunched his nose up.
"Exactly, no one will see me." She shrugged.
"Fine" he rolled his eyes, steering the horses to a stop, and when given the chance, Ahsoka hopped out of the Carriage.
"Lovey." She nodded her head, for the princess to follow, which she did, getting up to also jump out.
"Woah, woah, woah, where are you going?" He asked Lovisa.
"With Snips." She answered, as if it was obvious. "She can't go off by herself."
"And you're not supposed to leave my side, something could happen."
"We're perfectly able to handle ourselves, skyguy." Ahsoka told him.
"Yeah, we'll be fine."
"Don't go too far!" He called after them, as they headed into the trees.
"He is definitely worse than Colo." Ahsoka commented.
"Least Colo would encourage us to go and venture places." Lovisa agreed. "He'd follow us the whole time, but he would still let us."
"Tell me what's going on between you two." Ahsoka pressed.
"Snips." She sighed.
"Come on, we're supposed to be best friends, who am I gonna even tell?"
"If you already know somethings going on, why are you so insistent on asking?"
"Because I want you to tell me, with your own words, we've told each other everything since we could talk."
"Fine, we kissed." She finally admitted. "A lot."
"And?" Ahsoka pushed, as she handed her cloak to Lovisa to hold, so she could take off her dress.
"He... he wants a relationship."
"But you don't?" She furrowed her brows.
"It's not that." Lovisa sighed, as she leaned against a tree. "I'm being realistic, but he refuses to listen, thinks we have a chance, regardless, even if I'm to be queen, he doesn't think it matters, that we can just keep this to ourselves, for the rest of our lives."
"How are you supposed to do that?"
"Exactly! Thank you. I have expectations, that he can't meet, I can't just appear single my entire life, and bare no children, the people would talk, my throne would be at risk, so many things are against us."
"So why not just end it?" Ahsoka asked, as she changed into a brown skirt, with a matching tube top.
"Because, whenever I try to make him see reason... he just says the most beautiful things, and I can't fight temptation, I never have been able to, my chest feels on fire every time he's around, and... I don't know." Her fingers were in her hair, tugging at her roots. "How on earth am I supposed to just, get over him and move on to someone else, knowing I will never be happy with them, when I experienced having him in my life."
"I didn't realise it was this bad." Ahsoka side eyed her.
"What do you mean?"
"You fell hard, you're nearly in love with him."
"Don't say that, Snips!" She said with frustration, dropping her face into her hands. "There's no coming back if those words are out in the air."
"I think it's too late." She said, with pity, disposing her dirty dress in a bush. "Compose yourself, we gotta go back, before he comes looking for us."
"Right." Lovisa lifted her head, fanning her blushed cheeks, as they turned back.
Their arms were linked, as they walked through the trees.
"Wait." Ahsoka stopped walking, halting Lovisa, as well.
"What is it?" She asked.
"Someone's here."
"It's probably just Anakin." Lovisa shrugged, about to continue walking, but Ahsoka pulled her back.
"No, it's not him, I can tell."
That's when two figures walked out, in front of them.
They were both male, and although they were both taller than the girls, one was a whole foot taller than the other, they both looked dirty, like they hadn't bathed in a while, and their hair looked outgrown, even their facial hair was in need of a groom.
"What are two young ladies doing out here, all by yourselves?" The shorter one hollered at them. "You should know this ain't a place for the likes of you."
"We're just on our way." Ahsoka answered, having a tight grip on Lovisa. "Our friend isn't too far."
"You seem pretty jumpy." The man disregarded Ahsoka, eying Lovisa, who tried with her might to hide her fear, but it was rather hard. "You ain't from around here, are ya?"
"Look, our friend's gonna come looking for us, and you don't wanna be around when he gets here." Ahsoka moved so that Lovisa was stood behind her.
"What, you do all her talking?" The man finally paid attention to the girl.
"Leave her alone, alright, we ain't troubling you, so move on."
"Let's just take the both of 'em and get out of here." The taller, brutish one, said.
"You two are from the kingdom, ain't ya?" The short one smirked, still staring at Lovisa, examining her clothes, especially her cloak.
"I recognise her, Jaa, yeah, she's from the kingdom, alright."
Lovisa bowed her head, trying to hide her face, begging they wouldn't recognise.
"Shit, Jaa, that's the lil princess." The taller one finally realised.
"Come off it, Lon." Jaa scoffed.
"Nah, honest, that's the princess, swear it on my ma. I would never forget a face like that."
Lovisa's heart raced, begging that Anakin was near.
"You really the princess?" Jaa asked.
"She's not, alright, we're not from the kingdom." Ahsoka told him.
"Well, my friend here claims she is. He swore it on his ma."
"Then he must not treasure his ma, cause she ain't."
"Then why ain't she talking, eh? I hear the princess loves running her mouth."
"I can talk, I just don't wanna talk to the likes of you two." Lovisa deepened her voice, trying her hardest to shake her posh accent, from living in the palace.
"You are the princess!" Lon gasped.
"Lon, grab her, we can get rid of her servant, this ones gonna make us a pretty penny." Jaa grinned.
The large man stepped forward, yanking Ahsoka by the arm, and throwing her to the ground, roughly, so that he could grab Lovisa.
"Get off her!" Ahsoka shouted, as she got to her feet quickly, finding a branch on the ground, and whacked the man with it.
"Cunt!" Lon shouted, as he tried to stop Lovisa from wiggling out of his grip, and stopping Ahsoka from attacking him.
They had both missed Jaa grabbing a switch blade from his pocket.
Lovisa bit hard on her captors arm, causing the man to drop her to the ground.
"Argh." He screamed, seeing that she had drawn blood.
Jaa had grabbed the princess by her hair, yanking her up, as he held the switchblade to her throat, daring her to try anything.
"What you gonna do now? Huh?" He asked, staring down Ahsoka, who had paused, seeing that her friend was in danger, once more. "Drop it."
She did as he told, throwing the branch away from her, raising her hands above her head.
"You hurt her, and you're dead." She spat.
He laughed at her, before sniffing Lovisa's hair, as she cringed away from him.
"What are you gonna do? Find another twig to hit us with? Lon, we'll take her, I like 'em feisty."
Lon went to take a step forward, toward the girl, but as he did, a sword slashed from his shoulder, to his opposite hip, slicing through his abdomen.
He fell to the ground with two loud thuds, blood spilling from his torn body, soaking the ground in blood, and with him on the ground, the attacker was revealed.
Anakin Skywalker stood there, with his sword raised, assessing the scene, his eyes were sharp, and the muscles in his jaw was tense, as he laid his eyes on the princess, and the man with the blade to her throat.
"S-stay back!" Jaa, shouted at him, as he pulled Lovisa with him, creating distance between them and the Jedi.
"You let her go, now, and I'll spare your life." Anakin bargained.
"How do I know you ain't gonna do what you did to my friend?" Jaa's voice shook with fear, as he spoke.
"The longer you hold that little knife to her throat, the slimmer my mercy is." He replied, with boredom.
Jaa, dropped his hands instantly, shoving the princess, in order to bolt it, but Ahsoka was quicker, tripping him, and letting him fall on his face.
"Are you okay?" Anakin helped Lovisa up, from the ground.
"Yeah- yes, I'm okay." She nodded, looking between him and the two other men.
Anakin held her jaw, lifting her face, as he checked her for injuries, that's when he noticed a tiny nick on her throat, from where Jaa had held the knife to it.
"He hurt you." The boy glared, as he gently swiped at it.
"What? It doesn't hurt." She shook her head.
"Doesn't matter." He decided, stepping away from her, and to the man who had tried to scramble away, but Ahsoka dug her boot into his chest.
He twirled his sword in his hand, effortlessly, as he grabbed the man by his grimy hair, forcing him to his knees.
"This is what's gonna happen, you're gonna apologise to these fine ladies, sincerely, and beg for their forgiveness, then I'm going to split you open, from your mouth, to your navel, you understand that?" He asked, casually.
The man blubbered and cried, begging Anakin to let him go, but this only seemed to piss him off more, tightening his grip on his hair.
"I didn't ask you to cry like a bitch, I asked if you understood." Anakin mocked.
He nodded his head profusely.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please, have mercy on me, don't let him kill me, please, please!" He cried, repeatedly, his hands clenched together, looking as though he were talking to God. "Don't let him kill me, please, I'm a good man, I- I am a good man, I don't deserve this."
Ahsoka spat at him.
"Have fun in hell." She said, nodding at Anakin, whilst Lovisa watched, unmoving, not being able to even blink, as Anakin forced his sword into the man's open mouth, and slashed it down, just like he said he would.
He let go of the man, letting the two sides of his body drop to the ground, and just like his friend, his own blood spilled out, around him.
"Let's go." Anakin sighed, flicking his sword, causing blood to splatter, then used an handkerchief to wipe it clean, before placing it back in its scabbard.
He placed his open palm on the small of Lovisa's back, guiding her back towards the carriage, as she stared open wide, attempting to process the brutality she had just witnessed the man she had feelings for, do, simply for leaving the tiniest cut on her.
She hadn't even noticed it, but now, it burned, as she ran her finger over it, knowing that a life was taken, for it.
She tried telling herself that they were bad people, they were foul, and that they had disgusting plans for her, and her friend, but never once in her life, had she watched life leave a man's eyes.
What Anakin had done, went against everything the Jedi stood for, the Jedi did not kill, and they did not strike first, ever, and not one of the men had a weapon on him, as he struck them down.
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Day 2: Crack in the Mirror
(Also Day 15: Drugged)
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“Han, leave me alone,” Leia snapped. He did not, in fact, leave her alone. He had longer legs than her and they dogged her down the hallways of Echo Base, keeping pace with her easily.
“When was the last time you slept, Your Highnessness? Last I checked, weren’t you telling the kid that—”
“It’s none of your business, that’s when.” She stopped, whirled around, and jabbed her finger in his face. “Don’t you have supplies to shift? Why are you following me?”
Han swerved back at the finger in his face, like it was a striking snake. He stared down at her with a look of offence. “Why am I following you?” he repeated. “You know, I don’t get paid for this stuff with the Rebellion—”
“You do—”
“Not enough, that’s for sure. Not for dealing with you!”
“Then don’t feel obliged to deal with me,” she said calmly, stepping around him and back towards her quarters. She blinked, realised she’d tracked down the wrong corridor—they did all look the same, under the snow—and backed up to choose the right one.
“Don’t you know where your quarters are?” Han called after her. An officer carrying comms tech pushed past him.
Leia rolled her eyes and didn’t answer.
“It’s been two weeks since we got here! When was the last time you used them?”
She rolled her eyes again. So, that was what this was about. She used her quarters every night. They were a good, quiet place to look over reports, without people bothering her about her overworking herself.
Han was behind her again, reaching for her hand. She shook him off. “What do you want?”
He pursed his lips, glowering at her. “Luke’s worried about you,” he said. “Hell, Chewie’s worried about you.”
“Chewie worries about everyone,” she retorted. “He’s as bad as Threepio.”
“Aw, don’t be mean. Besides, Luke doesn’t. He asked me to talk to you.”
“No, he didn’t.” Luke and Leia were close enough that he’d talk to her himself. “Now, if you’ll excuse me—”
“Don’t you wanna talk to your friends, Princess? What—”
She reached the door to her room and took great pleasure in jabbing the lock button so hard that snow cascaded onto the floor. She rubbed her gloved hands together, hissing.
Good. Now that he was out of the way…
She stumbled to the tiny corner of her room that served as a refresher and clutched the edge of the sink. In the mirror above it, which was old enough that several cracks and one missing chunk of glass distorted her reflection, she looked pale and tired. As white as her snow gear and the snow around her. The braid that looped her head was starting to come undone—when had she last done that? It must’ve been last night.
There wasn’t much time to spare on her appearance with all those probe droids Vader had launched to look for them, but it was important to look put together and in control. It was good for the soldiers’ moral. So, she lifted her hands to undo and redo it, tugging her gloves off her hands and taking her frost-dusted hairs between her fingers. Just reaching up like that made her feel dizzy.
She shook her head, but that didn’t clear it. It made her dizzier. She sat down on her bed for a moment, taking in a breath. When she opened her eyes to glance in the mirror again, she looked even worse.
No matter. There was a simple solution. She reached for the draw where she kept a hypospray and equipped it with a new needle.
A sharp knock rapped at the door. She groaned. “Han, I told you to—”
“It’s not Han.”
Luke did sound genuinely worried. She hesitated, then sighed, put the hypospray down at the desk, and went to answer the door. Luke was as reckless and interfering as Han, but at least he was sweet. And not nearly as frustrating.
“May I come in?” he asked when she did. Again, she hesitated, but let him in.
“I’m just getting changed before that meeting briefing all the squadrons,” she said. “I wanted to redo my hair—”
“I can tell,” he said gently, nodding at her hair. She smiled tightly. “Would you like some help?” He looked right through her.
It was incredibly intimate in Alderaanian culture for someone to take care of your hair, but Leia and Luke had done it to each other before. She trusted him. So, she nodded, handed him her hairbrush, and sat down on the bed as he sat behind her.
The rhythmic motion of the brush was soothing; several times, she noticed her chin tipping forwards, and had to gasp herself awake. Luke didn’t comment on it. She had taught him quite a few of her hairstyles, but he didn’t put in the one she’d been wearing around Hoth. He braided her hair into less practical, less severe plaits, two hanging down on either side of her head and looping into a bun at her back.
When he finished, she frowned, tilting her head. They bounced against her neck—not annoyingly, but it’d be distracting if she was trying to focus.
Then, to her horror, Luke glanced at the hypospray and asked what Han had asked, but far more quietly: “When was the last time you slept?”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “Han put you up to this.”
“We came to the same conclusion separately and conspired together about it. Chewie’s also in on it. As are the droids.”
“Threepio betrayed me?”
“Threepio has been fussing for months. When was the last time you slept?” He nodded at the hypo. “There’s only so long you can force yourself to stay awake.”
“Dreams aren’t friendly, Luke,” she said. “It’s like…”
“I know.”
She paused. “You do?”
He swallowed. “It’s like you’re frozen in place, watching it all happen again. I’m standing watching their skeletons burn. I can’t imagine what it must be for you. There’s so many who have died in the war. I can’t forget any of their faces.”
“Exactly,” she got out. She finally let herself close her eyes, then opened them again, forcing her tone to harden. “I have to be strong and on high alert. If I fail as their leader, countless lives on this base are lost. I can’t afford to let nightmares unbalance me when we are all already unbalanced. And I can’t afford to look anything less than prepared and ready to defeat the Empire. Otherwise, they’ll lose faith.”
“We’ve all been there, Leia,” Luke said. “We won’t.”
“The image of a strong leader is vital.”
“The reality of a strong leader is more vital. If you aren’t operating at your best because you deny yourself essential things, you risk our lives all the more.”
Leia narrowed her eyes at him. “Where did you get that from?”
Luke smirked. “General Rieekan and Senator Mothma are also a part of the conspiracy.”
“Then why did they choose you for spokesperson? General Rieekan and Mon could just order me to sleep.”
“You’re famously rebellious,” Luke drawled. Leia had to laugh. “I’m less threatening.”
“You’re more annoying, I think.”
“It’s still working.”
She closed her eyes. “And Han?”
“Does his own thing. But he’s right too. You need to let yourself rest. We can handle the slack in the meantime—you don’t have to avenge Alderaan all on your own.”
“Alright,” she said. “Alright. I will. We just need to make that meeting with the other squadrons, then—”
“It’s already started,” Luke said. Leia gaped at him. “I told you Rieekan was in on it. Wedge is attending for Rogue Squadron.”
“Then we need to hurry—”
“You don’t have to be there, Leia,” Luke soothed. “Would it be better if you were there, or better if you let yourself recuperate, so you can give your best work tomorrow?”
She deflated. It conflicted with the iron core at her heart, like a knife glancing off a knife sharpener, but she had to admit he was right. And… it was nice to be looked after. Sometimes. When they weren’t obnoxiously fussy.
But even then. Her parents weren’t around to be obnoxiously fussy anymore. She missed it.
“Will you stay with me?” she asked. She hated how weak her voice was. It was like she was willingly taking a hammer to the façade she fought so hard to maintain.
But no façade of hers had ever fooled Luke, anyway. Nor Han, but that was something else to think about.
“Of course,” he said.
While she slept, Luke resting quietly in her chair, Han hovered outside the door to her room. He didn’t dare enter or try to approach her, but he did quietly turn anyone who would disturb them away.
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this is probably too many prompts lol but uhhh obikin: #6 meeting at a coffee shop au; #24 literally bumping into each other au; #40 exes meeting again after not speaking for years au (i'm a sucker for breaking up and getting back together again lol); #42 star-crossed lovers au; #48 meeting again at a high school reunion au
hi!! you probably forgot you sent this at all and I wouldn't blame you in the slightest. I'm pretty sure someone else already asked for 24, 40, and 42, so I wrote #6 instead! warnings for this one: bittersweet in that both anakin and obi-wan are sad, also the author is sad, also this takes place in the midwest in america (this is the first fic that is obviously set in america!!! wow!!)
6. Meeting At A Coffee Shop Diner AU (1.9k)
“Have a seat anywhere you want,” the hostess tells Obi-Wan without looking up from her phone.
Obi-Wan blinks and then looks around the deserted seating area. “Thank you, uh.” She’s not wearing a name tag.
“Angel’ll bring you the menu and take care of you, thanks for coming in,” she says, glancing up at him and then away.
Well then. Obi-Wan reminds himself that customer service isn’t everyone’s strong suit, that she might have had a rough day, that he’s here for the quick food on his way through town, that his ego isn’t fragile enough that he needs to be led to a table with a smile.
The restaurant is almost completely deserted. There’s two truckers eating their weight in bacon and eggs at the counter, and a family of four seated around a table, resolutely picking at their food instead of talking to each other. And then there’s Obi-Wan.
He chooses a booth by the window, one that overlooks the absolute nothingness of midwestern American scenery. If he cranes his neck, he can probably see corn.
God, Obi-Wan’s sick of seeing corn, and he’s only been in this part of the country for a few hours. He needs to go right through most of it to get where he’s headed. He’s not sure how he won’t die of boredom.
The thought sends a pang through his chest. It’s too soon to think of death even in an offhand way. He taps his fingers on the cover of his leather journal, before a line of dark brown under one of them catches his eye. He studies his hand critically.
It’s been two days since the funeral. Surely he wouldn’t still have grave dirt under his nails. Surely things like that wash away eventually.
“Hey,” a voice says from in front of him. A man is turned around and kneeling up in the booth in front of Obi-Wan’s, leaning over the garishly red vinyl of the empty seat with a menu clutched in one hand. His hair is short and dark blond, an undercut with a long fringe settling over his forehead. He has a nice sort of smile, one that looks genuine but doesn’t touch his eyes. Obi-Wan notices how long the man’s neck is and how predominant his collarbones appear in the loose white shirt he’s wearing, before he forces himself to focus only on his face. “I’m Angel,” the guy says, passing over the menu. “Can I get you anything to drink?”
Obi-Wan accepts it gingerly. It looks like something that’s perpetually sticky. “Water is fine,” he says politely. “Thank you.”
“Will do,” Angel salutes him and ambles away. Obi-Wan watches him go before shaking his head to rid himself of any sort of thought, and opening the menu.
It’s standard food fare, of course. Breakfast options served all day if anyone were to come in and request them. Lunch and dinner options are also served all day, probably for the same reason: a diner like this can’t afford to turn anyone away, even if they want a hamburger at nine in the morning.
A glass of water clinks down onto the table next to him, making him look up at Angel, who’s looking at him curiously.
“You ready to order?” he asks, even though Obi-Wan is still very much looking at the menu and it’s also only been a few minutes at most since Angel gave it to him in the first place.
“Do you have any suggestions?” Obi-Wan asks politely. “I’ve never been here before. What’s good?”
“The water,” Angel says and then laughs like he’s said something funny. Obi-Wan finds his own mouth curling up at the sound. Sometimes people’s laughter is contagious, like a yawn.
And then Angel says, “You’re not from around here, are you?”
“No,” Obi-Wan admits. “North of Boston.”
Angel whistles, like Obi-Wan has said something impressive. “Boston, huh? What are you doing all the way out here?”
The pit in his stomach intensifies. He does his best not to look at his nails and the grave dirt that might still be under them. “Driving,” he finally says. “And are you...from around here?”
Angel’s eyes grow distant for a second, and when he focuses again on Obi-Wan, they’re cold. “Born and raised,” he tells him flatly. “Never got out.”
“Oh,” Obi-Wan doesn’t know what to do with the sort of bitterness in Angel’s tone. It complements his own well enough.
“If you like eggs, I’ll put you in for the house special omelette,” Angel declares suddenly, all business again. “It’s four eggs, tomatoes, peppers, cheese. The usual.”
“What makes it special?” Obi-Wan asks, closing his menu and setting it down on the table in front of him.
“For you?” Angel drawls, “I’ll watch the cook to make sure he doesn’t get any egg shells in it,” and then he winks, holding out his hand.
Naturally, Obi-Wan shakes it. Naturally, Obi-Wan realizes a second after feeling Angel’s warm, calloused rough palm against his own that the man had meant to take the menu from Obi-Wan.
He can’t remember the last time he’s blushed this red, but he is absolutely regretting everything about this road trip. God, he’d pay money just to be able to leave now.
He should get in his car and drive back to Boston. It had been a stupid idea to come out here anyway, a result of stir-craziness and a desire to outrun the death of his father.
And now look what he’s doing. Shaking hands with his handsome waiter, as if he isn’t thirty-nine and perfectly aware of social norms.
Thankfully, miraculously, Angel laughs and this time it sounds real. “It’s okay,” he tells him, reaching out to pick up the menu.
Luckily for everyone involved, Obi-Wan finds it very easy to laugh at himself. “Well. It’s nice to meet you, Angel, I’m Obi-Wan.”
“I’ll go put the order in,” Angel says, “Obi-Wan.”
He’s back within five minutes, sliding into the seat across from Obi-Wan. So much for no eggshells in his omelette, but he can’t bring himself to be disappointed. There’s something magnetically fascinating about Angel. He’d like to know more.
“So you’re driving?” Angel asks, picking up a thread of conversation from several minutes ago. “Where are you going?”
“I was thinking of Alaska,” Obi-Wan says. “I’ve--I’ve always wanted to go.”
“You’re driving from Boston to Alaska?” Angel whistles, raising his eyebrows in shock. “I think the gas money alone would cost me two months of work.”
Obi-Wan shrugs. It’s not like he makes much himself as a teacher in Massachusetts. “My father was a lifelong gambler,” he discloses without really knowing why he’s telling this to a stranger. “He came into a bit of luck near the end. A bit of a fortune as well. And when he...died, I inherited it and his house.”
Angel touches his hand softly. “I’m sorry,” he says. “When did he pass?”
Obi-Wan huffs out what might be a chuckle. “A week ago, actually. It’s summer break in Massachusetts--I’m a teacher--and I suddenly had nothing to stay for, for a bit. It was either leave for Alaska or find some other way to cope.”
He runs a hand--his free hand, the one Angel isn’t touching--over his beard as he gives the man a rueful smile. “Dad always wanted me to see more of the world.”
“My mom was the same way,” Angel leans forward to tell him, as if it’s a secret. Obi-Wan feels like it is a secret, that there’s something delicate and fragile in the air. Something that matches whatever emotion is filling up Angel’s eyes. “Always telling me to leave, go get famous, go get happy, come back and tell her about it.”
“You didn’t?” Obi-Wan asks, his chest tightening at the thought that the man before him could be unhappy.
“I couldn’t,” Angel sneers, looking out the window and propping his chin on his hand. Some things must be too close to the heart to tell someone to their face. “Mom got sick. I wanted to get out, I was so close. Graduated high school, packed my stuff. I was going to go to California. To Los Angeles, really make it big.” He rolls his eyes and scoffs, as if there’s something inherently funny about the dreams he must have cherished for so long.
“Then mom collapsed going down the stairs. Just passed out in the middle of the day. Doctors told us she was sick. Then life became all about treatment plans and monitoring symptoms and getting the money for the medicines and I never left. Got a job here when I was eighteen years old, right before I graduated high school. It’s all I’ve ever known, I guess.”
“And your mother?” Obi-Wan asks, mouth dry and heart all tangled up in itself for this stranger man, for Angel with the hard, sad eyes.
“Died a year and a half ago or so,” Angel says flatly like he’s repeated the words so often in his head that the truth digs no barbs into his flesh. Obi-Wan knows that voice is a lie. How often has he looked in the mirror this past week and told himself, ‘Qui-Gon Jinn is dead’? He can’t imagine a year and a half would make the pain go away.
“I’m sorry,” Obi-Wan says seriously, reaching across the table to touch Angel’s hand this time.
Angel shrugs but doesn’t pull away. “Is what it is, I guess,” he says. “I’ve made my peace with it. And the fact that I’ll never leave this godforsaken town.”
“You could,” Obi-Wan points out hesitantly. “You could leave tomorrow.”
For a second, a wild and previously undiscovered part of Obi-Wan wonders what it would be like, if Angel did leave tomorrow--with him. If they got into the same car and headed to Alaska together and Obi-Wan wasn’t alone at the wheel and Angel wasn’t alone in this town. If Obi-Wan could look over at the man in the passenger seat, asleep against the doorway as they crossed into Canada.
Obi-Wan wonders. Obi-Wan aches.
“I could,” Angel says, laughing once. “I guess I could. I guess I just can’t think of a good enough reason to.”
There’s a call of his name from the kitchen, and Angel stands and stretches, checking the time on his watch. “That’ll be your omelette, sir, which is perfect timing considering I’m off shift as of five minutes ago.”
“Thank you then,” Obi-Wan replies, ignoring the pang in his gut at the knowledge he won’t be able to keep talking to him. “It was nice meeting you, Angel.”
Angel’s face grows dark for a second as his jaw clenches. “That’s not my name,” he finally says, scratching at his neck with one hand. “That’s just what they called me when I started working here. Angel, like Los Angeles. Cause I told everyone for weeks this was a temporary thing, you know? I’d be going to California soon as mom got better. Guess they knew better than I did.”
Obi-Wan has never wanted to kidnap a grown man away from a place more, so he hides his hands under the table instead. “Would you tell me your name then?” he asks, wondering if he’s overstepping but needing to know too much to censor himself.
“It’s Anakin,” his waiter says, sticking his hand out, no menu to grab.
Obi-Wan takes it gently, turns it over, and cradles it between both of his hands. “Then it’s nice to meet you, Anakin.”
Maybe, he thinks as he picks at his omelette and watches Anakin shoulder his way through the front doors of the diner before disappearing down the street, maybe he can stay a day in this nowhere town. Just an extra day.
Yes, he thinks, taking a sip of his water. He’ll try the pancakes next.
#asks#my fics#not me writing this and thinking about a roadtrip fic novel length#called the summer of wound picking#where obi-wan does kidnap angel anakin/meets up with him before he goes on shift and he's like 'hey leave with me#lets go to alaska together'#and anakin is just crazy enough to accept#he leaves one of his dogs threepio with a friend#but takes artoo with them because hes littler and better trained#and they just go to alaska on a road trip#because the author really really really is craving a roadtrip to find herself right about now#obikin#wish fulfillment#pay no attention to the author trying to test out writing styles behind the screen#prompt fill
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Inevitable - a damerey drabble
(Inspired by the song Inevitable by Anberlin - lyrics after the break) [ao3 link]
Poe knew he and Rey were inevitable.
He knew since they were children. He and the Solo kids would play in the cardboard box spaceships, battling aliens (aka Chewie, Artoo, and Threepio - the Solo family's dogs) on far away planets. Sometimes, Poe would be overrun by the aliens, their slobbery tongues threatening to attack him with licks, and the ever heroic Rey would come to his rescue to free him. Sometimes, he did this on purpose.
As they grew older, it was Poe who would sometimes play the role of rescuer. Rey called him to pick her drunken self up from her first high school party where boys were getting too handsy. He was there for her through her teenage breakups. After Rey found out her boyfriend cheated on her a few days before prom, Poe took her and they had a blast, he made her forget all about her cheating ex by making her laugh and dance throughout the night. Rey came to his rescue as well, of course. Since she was so smart with history, she was placed in his senior history class and there were multiple times she helped him study and pass the class. Poe could still remember the different shades of brunette in the strands of her hair as she always sat in the desk in front of his. On Poe’s last day of high school, Rey ran and jumped into his arms, sad that he wouldn’t be back the next year with her. And when the day came, Poe made sure to be the loudest person cheering for her when she graduated, which was plenty difficult considering the Solos were loud and supportive as well.
But they had horrible timing. If Poe had a girlfriend, Rey was single. Or when Rey had a boyfriend, Poe was single. However, if they were dating someone or not, they always remained close. Rey had some jealous boyfriends through the years but she never let that get in the way of their friendship. And luckily, Poe’s on-and-off girlfriend Zorii wasn’t the jealous type. Throughout the high school years, she viewed Rey as his best friend’s kid sister, she was even okay with Poe taking her to prom. But once Rey entered college, things began to change. Whenever Rey became single, Zorii made sure to always be around. Her growing neediness and jealousy wore on Poe and he finally completely broke it off with her when he was accepted into a masters program at a college in another state.
Those years seemed to go by slow. Rey was hurt that he left. She told him she understood and that she wanted him to do whatever was best to reach his dream job and he knew she meant it, but she felt selfish that she couldn’t help feeling hurt by him leaving. She didn’t talk to him on the phone as often as he’d like after he moved. She had recently started dating Kylo at that time. If he had known what a monster that boy would become or how Rey would possibly need Poe to be her rescuer again, he would have stayed. But Finn, having obeyed Rey's wishes, had only told him about it after the fact, after Rey became her own rescuer and got out of that horrid relationship. Poe called her immediately. Apparently his were the only calls she took for a few weeks. Poe stayed single, wanting to concentrate on the difficult masters program and graduating. Rey stayed single and no one could blame her after the mess of her last relationship.
Finally, Poe graduated with his masters and the day came for him to move back home. With every hug, every forehead kiss, every time her head laid on his shoulder throughout the 20 years of knowing each other, Poe knew that he belonged with Rey. After bringing his luggage to his old room at his dad’s place, he drove straight over to the Solo house. Rey and Finn had moved out of their parents' house by then so he only called and told Leia that he would be coming home that day and Leia made the arrangements for a Solo family dinner in order to surprise the rest of the family with his appearance. Poe bought a bouquet of flowers on the way to their house and when he pulled into their long driveway, he finally felt truly at home. He entered the house and happily greeted Leia, Han, and Finn. His brows knitted together as he looked around for Rey. Finn smiled and pointed toward the backyard.
He found her reading on a blanket in the grass, the leaves from the big, old trees shaded her from the summer sun. Sensing someone approaching, Rey put a finger on the page, marking the place she left off on, and glanced up at him walking towards her. Her lips formed a radiant smile as she tossed the book aside, jumped to her feet, and ran into his arms. Poe hugged her tightly and swayed lightly with her. Once he let her go, he gave her the flowers. Rey smelled them as her eyes looked up at him, shining with happy tears that threatened to fall.
He told her how he knew they were meant to be, from when they were children until now. He told her he didn’t want anyone else and he would never want anyone else. Poe told Rey how he thought they were inevitable.
“I want to be your last first kiss.“
With Poe’s words, Rey smiled sweetly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him the last first kiss each of them would ever have.
Inevitable by Anberlin
do you remember when we were just kids / and cardboard boxes took us miles from what we would miss / schoolyard conversations taken to heart / and laughter took the place of everything we knew we were not
i want to break every clock / the hands of time could never move again / we could stay in this moment / for the rest of our lives / is it over now? hey, is it over now?
i want to be your last first kiss / that you’ll ever have / i want to be your last first kiss
amazing how life turns out / the way that it does / we end up hurting the worst / the only ones we really love
i want to break every clock / the hands of time could never move again / we could stay in this moment / for the rest of our lives / is it over now? hey, is it over now?
i want to be your last first kiss / that you’ll ever have / i want to be your last first kiss
is it over now? hey, is it over now?
i want to be your last first kiss/ that you’ll ever have / i want to be your last first love / lying here beside me, palms and eyes open wide / i want to be your last fist kiss / for all time
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TLJ!!! What a roller coaster :O still don't know how to feel... But SOME PARTS *_*
Sorry for the delay in answering, I wanted to wait until I was on desktop so I could use a readmore! Let this post serve as my official Reactions to The Last Jedi.
Okay there are so many Parts you could be referring to, I don’t even know! I loved everything. Every single last thing. I loved:
Heroes going off half-cocked and FUCKING EVERYTHING UP, subverting the One Man Can Save Us trope
Leia, after avoiding the Force for basically her whole life after the way her birth father abused it and her, not wanting to repeat his mistakes, having to use it to save herself, and doing so in the most badass way possible
DJ not being the one in the AT-ST, selling out Finn and Rose and running for real, subverting the Redeemed Scoundrel trope
Rey thinking she can save Ben Solo but being unable to, that all being a trick by Snoke, subverting the Love of a Good Woman Can Tame the Beast trope
Admiral Holdo
No seriously, I love her. Recognizing Poe’s dangerous choices, coming up with a plan that would have worked if Poe and Finn and Rose hadn’t gone off and done their own thing without telling anyone, coming up with a different plan that totally wasted the fucking Supremacy. Also just that part where she and Leia held hands. LOVE
Lt. Connix!
Blue Leader! (RIP)
Paige!
So many women, and they all got shit done.
Luke Skywalker finally swanning in, not to win a duel but to serve as a distraction, mirroring the way Obi-Wan helped him escape the Death Star so long ago, but also denying Kylo the kill, damn that was sweet
ROSE FUCKING TICO, OKAY. Most Relatable Star Wars Character
Rey and Kylo vs. the Praetorian Guard, because regardless of what happened afterwards that was BADASS
Rey and Kylo shown to be equally powerful, in the destruction of the Skywalker lightsaber
Kylo’s horribly manipulative line “You have no place in this story. You come from nothing. You’re nothing. But not to me” I mean come on holy shit this boy is an entitled mess
Rey not falling for that shit even though she has just had her lifetime of denial ripped away
Poe! Getting! Character development!
Finn too!
Only getting to see Phasma’s eye. If they’d shown her whole face she might have become sympathetic. This way she remained the monster she is while appearing wounded and vulnerable. Beaten by Finn. YES.
GENERAL ARMITAGE HUX dear god I could write an essay on why I love him, he is so good in this film, his need for approval and his desperation and his feigned confidence. And! Kylo takes over but he STILL SNARKS AT HIM, still countermands him, their dynamic is SO FUN STILL.
The Tidd. Did you really think I would leave that out
Seriously Kylo looks SO GOOD IN THIS MOVIE I can’t even explain it
BB-8/DJ
BB-8 is so good at making friends!!!! Happy beeps all around, buddy.
Threepio was perfect, everything he should have been and nothing he shouldn’t have been (he had a line in TFA I didn’t like)
Artoo showing Luke the message!!!!!!!!!
LUKE AND LEIA REUNITING WITH THEIR THEME IN THE BACKGROUND
Chewie flying the Falcon and Rey on the guns!
(I guess she left Snoke’s escape ship on Crait or in space or something...wonder if Kylo will pick it up)
Crystal foxes!!!!!!!!!!!
Chewie EATING PORGS and the OTHER PORGS STARING AT HIM WITH PUPPY DOG EYES
There is so much going on in this movie, damn
Finn waking up and falling off the table, then walking around with hoses dripping everywhere
Finn and Rey’s reunion hug!!!!!
Rey taking the Jedi books
Yoda probably knowing she took the books but not telling Luke because he is a little shit
“That library contained nothing the girl Rey does not already possess” ROFLMAO OKAY YODA SHE ACTUALLY POSSESSES THE LIBRARY SO
Also, “The greatest teacher, failure is.” Luke is so fucking relatable, he is so overwhelmed by being the Golden Boy, the Legend, and being afraid he can’t live up to that, so he runs away and tries to convince himself and everyone else “I can’t,” GOD I feel that
“Oh, they hate that ship!”
“Strike me down in anger and I’ll always be with you. Just like your father.”
Luke faded away so FORCE GHOST LUKE IN IX????
MAYBE SOME OTHER FORCE GHOSTS PLS? BY WHICH I MEAN OBI-WAN???? AND ANAKIN???????
Oh! MAZ! I fucking loved her scene that was the BEST, she’s just running and jumping and at the end she FLIES AWAY ON A FUCKING JETPACK
The very beginning, Poe and Hux, DEAR GOD I am so happy they got to interact
SUPREME LEADER SNOKE GETTING CUT IN FUCKING HALF, BETRAYED RIGHT AFTER CLAIMING THAT HE COULD NOT BE BETRAYED, THAT WAS SO SATISFYING I CLAPPED SO HARD also I would like it known that I wrote this ficlet before I saw the movie thank you
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So, TLJ
I was going to wait until I saw it again, but ... ehhh let’s get this done. God this post is gonna be long. I’m gonna miss stuff.
I have 6 main gripes with this movie and I want to get those out of the way first.
That should have been Anakin, not that shitty-ass space frog. Fuck Yoda.
The codebreaker Maz sent them for should have been Lando, and “we didn’t have time for Lando” is still nonsense.
Rian, that is a bladderbuster of a movie, we did not need the milking scene, pal.
Also Joss Whedon gets tiresome, let’s dial back the jokes per second yeah? SW is tonally different from Avengers, let’s not make them all samey same.
Why was there no mourning for Han that was visible instead of only learned through “The Art of TLJ” (Leia’s hairstyle was Alderaanian mourning braids.)
... MOAR PHASMA, are you for real with this 0.3 seconds nonsense.
Now, I was so incredibly underwhelmed by TFA (I have literally never watched it since I saw it in theaters one time per my obligation as a Star Wars fan, I felt like JJ Abrams didn’t even care enough to make an original movie) that I wasn’t jazzed about TLJ.
I was very, very, very wrong in that. Holy fuckballs was I ever fucking wrong.
Luke
The flashback trio, holy SHIT. The sanitized, Obi-Wan’d version. Kylo’s “Bilbo seeing the ring” scary-ass wrong version. And finally, Luke’s “I fucked up so so much” version. Luke has always struggled with the Dark Side, with his anger. You see it at the end of RotJ where he’s just hammering on Vader, until he goes a step too far and goes “oh my god what am I doing.” And then you find out that he bought his own hype, and the Order’s own hype, and drifted close to the Dark Side again, thanks to past trauma from dealing with Vader and his own established tendency to come close to the dark.
But he regrets it so so much. Mark’s monologue talking about that, where you can hear the pain and regret and guilt in his voice, it’s some of his best acting. Luke, driven by shame over what he almost did, driven by survivor guilt, ends up in a very dark place. Shame and guilt are real fucking beasties, and feeling that you failed your students, your nephew, your best friend, your sister, and the galaxy? Jesus. It makes my heart hurt just thinking about it.
And then finally, someone with the same kind of optimism he used to have shows up, a real genuine Rey of Sunshine as it were. And she does exactly what he did with Vader. She tries, even though she has less of a dog in this fight than he does, and it’s just .... i love it, guys.
That force projection. GodDAMN. Even Threepio can see him! HOLY SHIT.
The mirroring of his sacrifice, buying our heroes time, of Obi-Wan’s, was so poignant.
I cried like a baby all through the scene with him and Carrie. It was so good.
And then his scene with Kylo, with this man who’s just devoured by anger and feelings of inadequacy and this desperate need to prove himself to a shitty-ass authority figure (Snoke). It was excellent.
Basically A+ all around, gave Luke nuance and a real depth of character that I wasn’t expecting but I loved after I’d really sat and ruminated on it. He’s always been so positive, and things worked out for him (mostly), and this failure (and there’s the theme of the movie, how you handle failure) just walloped him upside the head and it felt so very, very real to me. <3
I also cried when his robes blew off that rock on Ahch-To. (I cried a lot in this movie lmao)
“Where’s Han?” (me: “fuck me i’m crying a lot.”)
Leia
SPACE MOM OMG <3
Look even if i’d hated the rest of this movie, I was going for Space Mom.
She’s so tired of fighting. She’s so tired of losing that which she loves most. She’s so ready to just sit down and rest. But she won’t, because Leia is the most resilient, and so stubborn and determined and fierce and amazing. Even getting shot into goddamn space isn’t going to stop her.
LEIA USING THE FORCE AND BY GOD SHE HAS SO MUCH STRENGTH IN IT because she’s so very much also Anakin’s kid. <3
Leia being so done with Poe’s nonsense. She’s not going to keep seeing these wholesale sacrifices. Winning doesn’t matter if you don’t have anyone left. The Resistance is not cannon fodder. They are not the First Order, and their people matter.
Every single scene with Leia I loved. All of them.
The hurt, and the pain, and the resignation in her voice when she says her son is gone, it broke my heart guys. You can tell she isn’t happy about it. You can tell she didn’t arrive at this decision lightly. Letting go of a family member who’s determined to pursue something destructive is hard as fuck. I’ve seen it happen in my own family. Leia has lost so, so much. Her planet, her parents, her adoptive parents, her husband, her son, and now she knows she’s losing Luke too? I just ... my heart.
Leia and Rey at the end! <3 Loved it.
the goddamn tribute before the credits, yep cried there too.
Rey
God I love Rey.
Zero time for Kyle Ron’s nonsense.
GET REKD NERD /vrooms off in the Falcon
Her strength of character, her mirroring of Luke’s attempt at redemption, her positioning as light to dark, her “fine fuck you I’m leaving” when redemption is rejected, I love everything about Rey.
THE REUNION WITH FINN <3
The introduction to Poe
Did I mention I love Rey? I love Rey. Rey is so driven and determined and amazing. <3 She has no time for an old-ass man’s nonsense. She has no time for a gold bathrobe wearing man’s nonsense. She has no time for Kyle Ron’s nonsense. “Look I have shit to get done so lead, follow, or get the fuck out of my way.” When Luke wouldn’t stand up (because he’s still fighting his own personal demons), she goes “fine, I’ll do it myself.” When Kyle Ron wouldn’t actually burn down the past, she goes, “fine, I have things to do.”
Rey is the Actual Best.
Rey uses her anger! Holy shit I love that.
Kylo Ren
Look I have to give massive props to Adam Driver. The way he plays someone who’s been emotionally abused, fuck, that shit was giving me flashbacks to my own life. (snoke reminds me of my mom lmao my childhood was great.)
Unlike TFA, I actually found him compelling as a character this time.
That scene in the elevator actually sort of hurt my heart a little. “Okay, FINE. You don’t think I’m anything? You think I don’t deserve this? THEN I’LL FUCKING SHOW YOU, I’LL DO IT WITHOUT IT, I’LL BE BETTER THAN YOU EVER EXPECTED” and the unspoken “and then you’ll finally accept me”. I got a little choked up, thanks past trauma.
God I remember trying for decades to get my mom to love me, to say something nice that she meant, to just pretend she liked me. You agree with horrible shit, you feel beat down all the time, all trying to make this truly awful person think you’re somebody.
So I understand part of Kylo Ren’s drive, tbh.
But he still chose the Space Nazis TWICE. And threw off the love of his family and his uncle. So fuck that jackass.
Look, my mom left literal scars on my face, and i didn’t burn down my school, murder the students, and go join the Hitler Youth.
He’s the embodiment of “prior trauma does not excuse current actions”
A+ to Adam Driver for playing a character I can go “oh man that sucks, but I would still space your ass in half a second you shitty-ass human being.”
Finn
I love Finn so so so much and I could watch a whole movie just about Finn and Rose and Rey and Poe just ... generally wrecking rich people’s shit around the galaxy ngl.
I wish the fight with Phasma was longer. That was a bit of a letdown.
But Finn is just perfect. I love him.
Can we talk about how he looked like an Actual Disney Prince running over to make sure Rose was okay? Because he did and I loved it.
Also how he was totally prepared to give his life to save the Resistance because he has something to fight for, and I wasn’t SUPER sure he was going to be stopped and my heart was in my throat that whole time because Finn you fucking precious human being you. <3
THE REUNION oh my god 12 seconds of sublime perfection. THEY WERE SO HAPPY. (i cried. but i bet you knew that already lmao)
Rose
Cute, takes no shit, period. Love her. Awkward and adorable and just fantastic.
She felt very reminiscent of Cassian with her “I’ve been fighting this my whole life” stance, and I loved it.
Little acts of kindness can have huge rippling effects on the universe. <3
I can’t wait to see more of her.
Watching her and Finn totally fucking up rich people’s days, goddamn that was satisfying as fuck.
I liked the kiss. It was pretty clear she was crushing on Finn the whole time (well maybe not to Finn lmao), it wasn’t drawn out. It didn’t make anything canon, and while I may be all about Finnrey and get more of a brotp vibe from Finnrose, I certainly wouldn’t be mad if it ends up going that way. I thought it was cute. “Fuck it, i’m gonna do it before i pass out.”
Poe
Poe getting schooled by two older, more experienced women, A+.
Poe reminded me of Saw Guerrera, actually, speaking of Rogue One parallels. He wants to win, no matter the cost. Let’s remember that Saw ended up leaving the main body of the Rebellion over this.
I thought Poe’s arc was great, tbh. He learned that you have to be able to ADAPT.
I’m still personally “eh” on not disclosing anything, but at the same time, even if Holdo had told him at least a general idea of what was going on, I think he still would have sent Rose and Finn, he still would have staged the mutiny. His entire thing is “i know better” when he doesn’t, and he learns that he certainly does not always know better. There was a LOT of character growth there, and I loved it. So much of this movie adds depth to characters. <3
That intro to Rey! I loved it so much.
POE AND BB8, enough said, god they were cute. THEY HAD A FOREHEAD TOUCH. <3
General things I really liked
that scene where Holdo jumps into the ship. utter silence, light spilling forth from a source of darkness, GODDAMN that shit gave me chills. Amazing.
The aesthetics, as always. Star Wars movies are just beautiful.
Porgs! Jesus they were cute.
“Jakku pretty much is nowhere.” lmao fucking sassy-ass skywalker men
Literally everything with Chewie.
THE SOUNDTRACK.
Snoke Bond Villain-ing it up and promptly dying lmao. “Let me reveal everything about my plan including the fact that I faked this Force bond thing” /pulls a Darth Maul
THAT LIGHTSABER FIGHT GODDAMN. “The enemy of my enemy is my friend” basically.
Luke flicking invisible dust off his shoulder.
there’s a lot more but uh yeah i liked this a lot. I’m going to go see it at least one more time.
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Sometimes a adventure comes forth that is so accidental and un-news-worthy that it absolutely becomes news-worthy. Ellen Gutoskey's agonizing account of a man in England who came home athirst one night afterwards a continued day and tore into a can of beans abandoned to acquisition "a pathetic, abandoned bean drowned in a sea of savory-yet-unsatisfying bean juice" is the absolute archetype of aloof such a story. —Jennifer M. WoodWe'd briefly featured this appointment amid two larger-than-life actual abstracts in a list, and while I'd hoped to fit it into the aboriginal division of our History Vs. podcast, it didn't absolutely fit anywhere. But it was too acceptable a adventure not to acquaint in full, and Ellen Gutoskey did a astounding job of spelling out Houdini's trickery—and TR's gullibility. —Erin McCarthyI knew that “No, I am your father” from 1980’s The Empire Strikes Aback is generally misquoted as “Luke, I am your father,” which I anticipation was a weird, affectionate of cute, absolutely abandoned incident. Finding out from Jake Rossen’s commodity that there’s an absolute class of aggregate apocryphal memories was acutely arrant and also—because I adulation to admonish my academician that it’s not as abundant as it thinks it is—very fun! —Ellen GutoskeyMichele Debczak delivered a affecting accolade to this abstruse aviator, who bankrupt boundaries and banned to be beat from afterwards her passion. It's the adventure we all sometimes charge to apprehend as a admonition that assurance and dust can booty you to places you've never been. —Jake RossenIn account of the 25th ceremony of the premiere of Friends, Jay Serafino advised an aspect of the appearance that had a huge impact: Jennifer Aniston's haircut. I'm not absolutely a Accompany super-fan, but I do adulation belief that acknowledgment questions about accidental pop ability trends that I would never anticipate to ask. And this was absolutely one of them. —Michele DebczakI don’t generally get starstruck, but aback I saw that Jake Rossen had absolutely talked to C-3PO himself, Anthony Daniels, I attempt out about a half-dozen texts to accompany and family. And to anticipate that we absolutely got the beat abaft Threepio’s phallic trading agenda mishap—well, 11-year-old me couldn’t be prouder. —Jay SerafinoIn the 1800s, a time aback women didn’t accept abounding rights, let abandoned opportunities, Kate Warne fabricated her own way. Afterwards angry her way into law enforcement, Warne became the aboriginal changeable clandestine detective in America. She went on to breach cases of theft, baffle a annihilation plot, and—most importantly—help Admiral Abraham Lincoln adventure through secessionist area safely. But admitting all of Warne’s work, there’s a decidedly baby bulk of advice out there about her. So, while it’s acute to apprehend about her cases, Warne’s adventure is an important one to acquaint to ensure that women who helped pave the way for bigger opportunities are not asleep from history. —Kristen RichardBack in 2012, we ran a adventure blue-blooded “What Happened to Bob Ross’ Paintings?” This year, we assuredly got an acknowledgment to that question. And as Michele Debczak reported, the acknowledgment ability accept been sitting appropriate in advanced of us all along: they're in a approved accumulator allowance (no climate-controlled ambiance for these works of art) at Bob Ross Inc. address in arctic Virginia. Mystery solved! —JMWHarriet Tubman was a majestic badass (I don't use this chat lightly) with a moral ambit any of us would be advantageous to possess. She adored hundreds of bodies alike admitting she was triply oppressed: a woman, a actuality of color, and adversity from austere medical issues. This adventure about a Civil War arrest she helped advance is aloof one baby but alluring allotment of her activity story, but I anticipate it's a must-read. Also, if I can put on my editor's hat for a second, Brigit Katz angry in a absolute allotment in a bound timeframe and anxiously affiliated on her facts; an editor's dream. —Bess LovejoyI can't go to a flea bazaar or canton fair and accede affairs a Venus flytrap afterwards account Michele Debczak's's exposé of the countless factors aggressive these cannibal cuties. Not abandoned did she acknowledge an ecosystem of poachers, traders, and acute changes affecting their survival; we additionally accommodated the botanists and conservationists aggravating to save the li'l built-in plants. But the blade ultimately stops with consumers, who will appetite to abstain affairs Venus flytraps afterwards account this able feature. —Kat Long
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Before this story, I had no abstraction that Venus flytraps can abandoned be activate agrarian in one 75-mile amplitude of the Carolinas. Michele seamlessly blends abomination and environmentalism in a adventure that's abounding of surprises, whether she's discussing the benign furnishings of controlled burns or how the bartering acceptance of flytraps developed in a lab could be endangering the ones in the wild. —BLAt atomic one scientist and one Mental Floss agents biographer anticipate so, actually. As adopted as this banderole seems, the affirmation in the commodity is abnormally compelling. Basically, scientists activate U.S.-made artifacts on the island of Nikumaruro, and bone-sniffing dogs accepted that a beastly had died at the site. However, aback Earhart’s charcoal accept never been found, it’s been appropriate that behemothic attic crabs accept broadcast them beyond the island. I’m cat-and-mouse for the abutting bit of account to breach in this case like I acclimated to delay for the abutting Harry Potter book to appear out. —EGGrowing up, I admired Casper the Affable Ghost—the cartoons, the comics, the movie—yet the implications of him actuality a apparition never absolutely occurred to me. Which would or should beggarly that he acceptable met some array of abortive afterlife at a adolescent age. Leave it to Jake Rossen to point this out during an beat brainstorm, and appropriately advance to do a abysmal dive into Casper's history to dig up any clues about how this affable spirit met his ultimate demise. —JMWThis allotment fabricated me so cornball for rifling through the agenda archive in the academy library, autograph on the chalkboard, and, yes, alike gym bottle (although in my day, the dodgeball assurance were rubber, not foam). —EMI'll let Jake Rossen's addition to this alluring affection allege for itself: "It's 2050. Bodies accept baffled bartering amplitude travel. Hundreds of bodies pay bags of dollars to be beatific into apogee in a spaceship. Maybe some adjudge to advice arrive Mars. Then, trouble. A alone spouse. A banned firearm. Perhaps a attempt followed by suffocation. A amplitude adventurer is activate asleep on lath a address or on the Red Planet. Who has administration over such crimes?" With his patented alloy of amusement and asleep seriousness, Jake adroitly bankrupt bottomward an affair that apple leaders should accede aback and if bodies activate consistently visiting our neighbors in the solar system. —KLWhat constitutes "authentic" cuisine, and does actuality consistently matter? These were the questions Taco Bell faced while attempting to access the Mexican market. The actuality that Taco Bell never bent on in the home of the taco may not be surprising, but the approach the aggregation acclimated aback aggravating to body a attendance south of the bound accomplish for a alluring bit of fast aliment history. —MDI don’t accept a lot of phobias, but the ones I do accept are affectionate of odd and actual specific: Actuality attacked by a accumulate is one of them, and accepting my teeth blast is another. So Erin McCarthy had me absorbed from the appellation with this adventure about Apsley Cherry-Garrard, a 20th aeon charlatan whose teeth absolutely burst from the sub-zero temperatures he was affected to argue with while on a accurate mission in Antarctica. Erin’s abundant epitomize of his adventures had me engrossed, and grossed out, in according parts. —JMWThe government has apparently approved to ban aggregate at one time or another, but broken aliment seems a little boundless alike for them. Lucas Reilly takes an clear banderole and afresh eases the clairvoyant into a apple where, yes, this about happened—and it sounds decidedly sane. Any allotment that utilizes the byword "baking regulations" and expounds on the "stern measures" the admiral were aiming to use adjoin Big Aliment is account your time. —JRWe actuality at Mental Floss are bedeviled with words, from old-timey argot to words aloof added to the dictionary—so to be able to go behind-the-scenes with the bodies who put the words in dictionaries was abnormally thrilling. —EMHair: best of us accept it, but accept you anytime anticipation acutely about how it came to be on your head? Freelancer Lorraine Boissoneault did, and alternate with a alluring dive into the abstruse change of beastly hair. We've about amorphous to abstraction hair, it turns out; advisers are aloof starting to appear up with systems to call beard types, colors, and textures. Meanwhile, DNA affirmation from beard is absolute added about us and how bodies accept lived over millennia. Afterwards account Lorraine's story, you'll never watch an adventure of Forensic Files the aforementioned way again. —KL
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After authoritative a Milli Vanilli advertence that fell appealing flat, I accomplished that the best belled bandage of the '90s is no best a universally accepted quantity. And I bare to accomplish abiding that Mental Floss could do its allotment to appropriate that wrong. As usual, music biographer Ken Partridge was up for digging into the history of the Grammy-winning duo and autograph a abundant allotment on absolutely what went bottomward during, and after, one of the music industry's greatest hoaxes was fabricated public. —JMWDeanna Cioppa is a absurd writer—every chat is abiding and strong. I was captivated by this adventure of an 11-year-old babe whose ancestors was murdered at sea in 1961, and who survived for several canicule afterwards on the accessible ocean in a tiny activity raft. Not abandoned that, the girl—Terry Jo Duperrault—went on to alive a accomplishing life, and wrote a book about her accomplished ordeal. If that's not fortitude, I don't apperceive what is. —BLMichele Debczak has a adroitness for backstories. And aback she started talking about the history of Walt Disney World's Alien Encounter—a "ride" I accomplished immediate aback in the aboriginal '90s—we knew we had a alluring adventure on our hands. As always, she delivered absolutely that. —JMWKat Long’s abundance of ability about the RMS Titanic makes you anticipate she might’ve been a adviser on the James Cameron’s 1997 cine (she wasn’t—in fact, she’s never alike apparent it!). From what survivors anticipation afterwards the blow to what went bottomward at the inquiry, her account of abstruse facts is so abounding of detail and artifice that you’ll acceptable appetite to allotment it with anybody you’ve anytime talked to. —EGThanks to abounding years spent alteration at Popular Mechanics, application the agreement adhesive and accurate interchangeably is one of my pet peeves. I'm captivated we appear commodity that sets the almanac straight! —EMI adulation cats, but like abounding people, I've consistently acquainted like I've never absolutely accepted them. So it was absorbing to apprentice that they not abandoned accept altered facial expressions, but that appealing abundant the abandoned bodies who could apprehend them spent a lot of time about felines, added assuming bodies are aloof as circuitous as we thought. —KRAs addition who has never apparent 1975's Jaws (sorry!), I started account this commodity cerebration it would be an absorbing bit of pop ability with a little added anecdotal flair, address of Jake Rossen. But it was added than aloof a air-conditioned story—by the end, I acquainted like the Orca II was a constant pet that I had aloof watched boring die. Like Jake says, it’s a “lesson in the airiness of cultural artifacts.” But also, decidedly upbeat! —EGEmily Petsko's funny and absorbing affection describes the abstraction of accustomed history in the United States at the about-face of the 19th century, led by our best scientifically absent president, Thomas Jefferson. In his accomplishment to authorize accurate analysis in the new nation, Jefferson started a beef with the French naturalist Comte de Buffon and instructed Lewis and Clark to coursing bottomward a mastodon to appearance up the European intellectuals. I adulation how Emily's adventure captures this abrupt allotment of aboriginal American history. —KLAs the final division of Game of Thrones began abutting this year, there was a lot of allocution about how it would all comedy out and whether or not David Benioff and D.B. Weiss's afterpiece would go bottomward as one of the greatest of all time (spoiler alert: it didn't). But that got us talking about added alternation finales, and the artistic tightrope airing that creating a abundant one absolutely is. The always-thoughtful Matthew Jackson did a absurd job of breaking bottomward some of the best finales of all time (I myself am broken amid Six Feet Under and Breaking Bad), which sparked a lot of chatter—and some acrimonious debates—among our readers (and ok, maybe amid some staffers, too). —JMWThis one has aggregate you could appetite from a abomination story: the corpses of an aged brace blimp central a refrigerator, a baffled badge force, and the abstruse son who went AWOL appropriate afore his parents’ active were activate in the vegetable crisper. It’s the quintessential account of annihilation in a baby town, but what makes this one absolutely angle out is the advance angel Jake Rossen activate on Getty. —JS
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I accept never forgotten—oh, how I ambition I could!—the bushy-eyebrowed daydream of a vulture from 1976’s Rudolph’s Shiny New Year, but I had absolutely abandoned every added Rankin/Bass appropriate on this list. Michele Debczak's commodity unearthed a lot of admired adolescence memories for me, and additionally fabricated me apprehend I was abundant beneath of a blur analyzer as a five-year-old. —EGWhen Tyler Kuliberda told me about this annexation while I was visiting Sagamore Hill for the History Vs. podcast, I knew we had to address about it. Jake Rossen does a astounding job aberrant calm the anecdotal of the firearm, from its accomplish to its time on the Maine to its use by TR in the Spanish-American War—and, of course, its two disappearances. There's no bigger adventure for accurate abomination addicts who additionally adulation TR. —EMWilliam Shakespeare may be broadly advised one of the greatest writers to anytime airing the Earth, but Ellen Gutoskey's briefing of a scattering of tiny little mistakes he fabricated in agreement of time and abode serve as a affectionate of nice admonition that nobody's perfect. —JMWLife is abounding of things we see so generally they become invisible, which makes Ellen Gutoskey's adventure about the action abaft those common orange spheres so interesting. Of advance we assumption they accept some affectionate of identification purpose, but the capacity bandy the clairvoyant for a bit of a loop. It's the affectionate of adventure you apprehend and anon appetite to share. —JRWe're at the end of 2019 and Little Women is in the account already afresh because of Greta Gerwig's newest blur adaptation. The greatest belief are those that somehow transcend time, alike if they're set in a actual specific one. And as Garin Pirnia reminds us here, the actuality that we're still not aloof talking about Louisa May Alcott's Little Women, but allegory it through a modern-day lens, says abundant about this masterwork. —JMW A catechism you’ve absolutely been apprehensive about for decades, at least. As addition well-acquainted with alms rats, artery rats, and every added subcategory of rat abuse my admired Manhattan, this commodity about fabricated me up and move to Alberta, Canada. The province's charge to befitting the rats abroad is the best real-life fairytale I’ve anytime heard. —EGI admired featuring so abounding abnormal museums in one piece—and in fact, I accept it bookmarked so that I can accomplish abiding to appointment these awe-inspiring and admirable places whenever I acquisition myself in the vicinity. And, afterwards years of bitching that we never affection D.C. on these lists, we assuredly listened! —EMI adulation belief about frauds, fakes, and things that are not as they seem. I was absorbed by Allison Meier's adventure of a ancestors of art forgers in arctic England who managed to canyon off as accepted a 10th-century reliquary, an age-old Egyptian statue, and a faun carve by Paul Gauguin, amid added items. Badge appraisal they fabricated about $1.6 actor off their charade, which bamboozled some of the best admired institutions around. Meier additionally mentions the gothic frescoes at the Marienkirche abbey in Germany, which were appear during Apple War II bombing and afresh "miraculously" restored—at atomic until a bounded painter came advanced and appear that the apology was about absolutely his own invention. His "refurbishment" included clay some of the allegedly age-old abstracts on a 1930s Austrian actress, the Russian abstruse Rasputin, and his own father. —BLWe alive in a apple threatened by abating all-around temperatures, but it wasn't consistently this way. In fact, it acclimated to get so algid that both elephants and Queen Elizabeth I could antic aloft the arctic Thames. Biographer Evan Lubofsky explains how London's altitude at the appendage end of the Little Ice Age gave acceleration to aces frost fairs, and how our alteration Earth has fabricated these algidity celebrations a affair of the past—likely forever. Evan manages to absorb with a account aggregate history, science, and our ambiguous future. —KLI accept consistently been absorbed in how bodies accept activate means to accurate themselves with art throughout history. So I was decidedly absorbed to apprehend Kat Long's commodity about the about altogether preserved Chauvet Cavern paintings in France. Not abandoned will this commodity advise you added about the 14 altered beastly breed that can be activate on the wall, but you’ll apprentice how the cavern formed, the aboriginal avant-garde bodies who inhabited it, and a lot more. —KR
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Waving, Not Drowning!
Aqua Profunda: Chapter One | Chapter Two
Paring: Obi Wan Kenobi/Reader
Tags: female reader, godparent reader, fluff, tooth-rotting fluff, alternate universe - swimming
Summary: Power couple Padmé and Ani have next to no time around their booming careers. Thus, the Godparent, _______ steps in! This time, instead of ridding the house of sand, and saving the day, she's playing taxi to the twins' swimming lessons. Who knew the instructor was so hot?
Word Count: 1,363
Posting Date: 2016-05-20
Current Date: 2017-05-09
Being a godparent could be hard at times. It meant always being there for the kids at any time - and for the Skywalker family, you were needed quite a bit. Be it Luke tracking sand into his bedroom (also known as the time you deep cleaned so deep Anakin never found out), or Leia, in the many occasions where she needed picking up from school after getting into a fight (Ani and Padmé were both at work). And now. You're heralding the twins into the swim centre, making sure they've got their goggles and towels for their lesson.
"Remember, no running," you remind the kids.
If it weren't for their impressive gene pool, you wouldn't hesitate to say the two kids who were practically your own were trouble themselves.
"The three thirty swimming lesson?" The clerk behind the desk asks politely. You nod, reading her little tag. Ahsoka. "Cute kids." She smiles. "Will your partner be joining to watch soon?"
You laugh. "Ha, partner. No, these aren't mine, and their dad is crazy busy." You have a glance to the twins, and shake your head. You're too swept away by your own work to have a partner, but kids? Preposterous. The twins were enough to godparent as is. "Just me today."
Ahsoka beams, and peels off two dolphin stickers for Luke and Leia. "You're a little early, but I'm sure Mr Kenobi wouldn't mind. He's just finishing up with the squads."
"Thanks Miss Ahsoka!" They chime, and make way to the pool.
By the time you make it to the little pool they twins are learning in, you let out a held in breath you didn't think you had been holding. Five young kids, no more than eight years old, are towelling off, beaming bright smiles. You weren't even sure why you'd been so unsure about the swimming lessons - maybe because it was your first time. It was usually Anakan's job. But of course, he has work.
"Good job, everyone, I'll see you all next week. I think it's high time to start you all on freestyle," a jovial, bearded man grins. He must be Mr Kenobi, but you're not sure. There isn't anyone else around. "Remember, don't run!"
Your confusion as to who he is altered Leia. "That's Obi. He's really nice." She beams.
"He taught me how to float!" Luke nudges your knees.
"Ah, Mrs Skywalker?" Mr Kenobi sees you, making way to greet you. "I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi, the swimming teacher."
A blush breaks out over your face. Well, it wasn't hard, seeing as it was an enclosed heated pool, but still, you felt a heat rise to your cheeks. "Nice - nice to meet you Mr Kenobi, but I'm ________, ________ _________. Godmother of these two, and not the wife of Anakin." You correct quickly.
He nods, thoughtfully. "I thought so. I practically raised Anakin, I would remember if it was your face I gave away at the wedding or not."
You start. "I was their, uh, the maid of honour, actually."
Crouching, Mr Kenobi reaches the height of the twins. "So, you two are a little early. How about you two want to help me clean up the stuff the older kids left out?" He sees their dolphin stickers, and whispers, "You two have these badges? I bet you got them from cleaning!"
Luke frowns. "Miss Ahsoka gave them to us for -,"
"Yes! We're great at cleaning up!" Leia drowns out her brother, roping him into something he didn't much agree to. "Come on, Luke!"
The rest of the lesson goes quite quickly. You don't resort to reading your book, and instead, watch as the kids try their best in the paddle pool, learning how to swim. While Luke is good at the kick boards, Leia is a fast learner. Other kids, two little boys, named Han and Lando are doing their best too, and from what you can see, so is Mr Kenobi.
Why do I keep staring at him? You berate yourself. He's attractive, you can give him that; him and his bright smile and his swim shirt that clings to his shoulders and that beard.
It wasn't until many weeks later, near the end of the season. Anakin and Padme still not able to take the position of 'swimming lesson taxi driver' back, and without regret, you keep it up. Maybe it's being able to see Obi Wan's face as he teaches, so kind and gentle with these kids, or the fact that it seems like you're the parent to the twins.
Maybe it was then when you finally realise that you're head over heels, knees over nose, eyes over toes, dead on in love with him.
"So, kids, you're all done! Next swimming season you'll be graduating up to the next level to my good friend Qui Gon, and after him, Mr Windu."
"Thank you Mr Obi Wan Kenobi!" The kids chorus, and paddle out to him in the pool to give his middle a squeeze with their five year old arms.
You stand, and adjust your bag strap. Leia and Luke notice, and take the signal as it was, leaving the pool.
"Time to go home to Mummy and Daddy?" Luke asks you. "I can't wait to tell Artoo that we finished the swimming lessons!"
A sigh could be heard through Leia's towel. "He's a dog, Luke, he doesn't care."
"Does to!"
"Guys, how about we not go home right away," you preface, physically separating the twins from each other, "and maybe dry off, get changed ... and not tell Mummy and Daddy about an ice pole before we go?"
Their faces light up, rushing to the bathroom with their clothes to get changed as fast as they possibly could.
"So, _________," you hear a voice call your name. Turning, you see it's none other than Obi Wan. He's towelled down, but his impeccably parted hair is wild from hand drying, mouth wide with an amicable grin. "Now, since I'm not teaching the kids -,"
"I'd like a lemonade flavoured one!" Cried Luke.
"Me too!" Leia chimed.
The kids noticed Obi Wan, and beamed. "Hello Obi! Thank you for teaching us." Luke and Leia chimed.
You watch as he crouches to their level, "What was your favourite thing about learning how to swim?"
"I liked the kick boards," Leia confesses.
Luke poses. "I liked doing starfish!"
You laugh. "That's right," you tell Obi Wan. "They're a couple of little troopers, here. I was just going to get their ice blocks and then skedaddle before their Dad calls a search warrant."
Obi Wan straightens his back. "I'll pay for ice blocks, Mrs _________."
You feel a blush coming on, leading the kids to the kiosk with Ahsoka. "It's actually Miss, Mr Kenobi."
"That's a surprise, I would have thought that you'd have a charming partner, __________. Maybe a dog and a beach house." He hands the money to Ahsoka after the twins picked out their ice lolly.
You shake your head. "No, I have a little apartment to myself, and my parrot, Threepio. Downtown."
Obi's eyebrow quirks up. "I live downtown, too."
"Maybe you two should get married," Leia pipes up. "I would, if I lived near a nice man like Obi."
You ruffle the hair of the five year old. "Leia," you warn her. You don't want Obi Wan to find out about your silly crush through a child.
"Well, if that's the case, young Skywalker, I suppose I have no choice other than to take the lovely, devoted, funny, beautiful ________ __________ on a date, then do I?"
Luke nods in agreement. "That's right, you have no choice. Do it tonight, she isn't babysitting us. And bring her flowers!"
Obi Wan must notice the heat on your face, because in an instant, he's writing down digits on the kiosk receipt.
"Tonight, six? Text me where you want to go, and I'll meet you there." He beams.
You nod. "I'll see you then!"
Being a godparent could be hard at times. It meant always being there for the kids at any time - and now, you realise, also taking time for yourself.
"Are you going to kiss him?"
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Lovisa, dressed in a new and clean pale pink dress, with a skirt that was puffy, but still kept her frame visible, it had no sleeves, and so she had paired it with a pair of matching gloves. She wore her hair in a half up, half down, braided bun, style, with two small braids flowing down it, leaving the rest of her curls to air dry, a tiara sat on top of her hair, for the first time in a week.
"I'll make sure to speak to Obi-Wan, soon enough, Snips" Lovisa told Ahsoka, as she stared into her mirror, running her hands down her dress.
"Lovey, there is no need to, I will stay here, as your handmaiden, and then we do not have to be separated from one another."
"Nonsense, you are to be a Jedi, you have the gift, there is no use of it here, or at least, untrained." She took her friends hands in hers. "Ahsoka, you have so much potential, and I believe in you, I will miss you terribly, but knowing what I know about you, and holding you back from it, I would hate myself, and I care more about you and what you can offer the universe, than what you can offer my image."
"Lovey." Ahsoka groaned, wrapping her arms around the Princess's neck, hugging her tightly, and Lovisa followed suit, hugging the girl back, tightly.
Eventually, Lovisa and Ahsoka had made it down to the lunch room, with Threepio walking alongside them both, where everyone had been waiting for her, including Obi-Wan, and Anakin.
"Lovisa, are you done throwing your tantrum?" Her mother asked, linking her fingers together, and resting her chin on them. “There are also to be no dogs, in the dining room.”
"Jobal, my love." Ruwee sighed.
Lovisa didn't reply, as she headed towards her seat, choosing the one next to Anakin.
He got up quickly, to pull it out for her, just as Colo had stepped forward.
But Anakin had been quicker, with a little help from the force, due to only having one arm, but he made sure to look smugly, at the Palace guard, as he pushed her chair back in.
"Thank you, Ani." Lovisa smiled kindly, at the boy, as he sat back down, Threepio had decided to lay down, underneath his owners chair, taking a nap, during their meal.
"Well, it is divine, to have our family united, again, and with two special guests, who helped save my daughter." Ruwee raised his glass, at the two Jedi, and Lovisa's brows had deepened.
"Thank you, your highness, but I fear I could not take any credit, on that, as it was the Princess, who fought bravely, in the arena, and took a stand, during the battle, for she had bested us all, with her skill, and even helped Miss Tano, from danger."
"Ahsoka, is this true?" Jobal faced the handmaiden, that was stationed to the wall, with the two others, waiting to be needed.
"It is, your majesty, if it weren't for Lovisa, I fear I would have been turned into beast chow." Ahsoka bowed her head, taking a step back, after addressing the queen.
"That is wonderful news, Lovey!" Ruwee applauded.
"That was very brave of you, my darling, and I am proud of you, I hope you know that." Jobal told her, earnestly.
Lovisa ignored both her parents, choosing to look away, her arms folded over her chest.
"Master Kenobi, I was hoping to speak to you about a matter of importance, when you have a moment." Lovisa turned to the man.
"Uhm... of course, your highness, perhaps after lunch?" He offered.
"Yes, that will work."
"What's this about, Lovey?" Ruwee asked.
"Hm? Oh, nothing, don't you worry about it, maybe I'll let it slip in the future, but for now, I'd rather keep it from you." She took a sip from her glass.
"Lovisa, you are acting ridiculously childish, there was no ill intention, when we kept Padme and Senator Clovis's blossoming relationship, from you. You're dramatic, you get it from your father, but, being queen won't be awful, I do it, and you don't see me complaining, you will do a wonderful job."
"Except for the small fact, that my parents and sister lied to me! I am not dramatic, and I don't want to be queen!"
"Honey, we're not going anywhere, you won't be queen for a long time, and by then, you may be married, and have your own family, you'll grow mature, and things will change."
"Eurgh, poke my eye out with a fork." Lovisa rolled her eyes, taking another sip from her glass. "Padme, where is your drab of a fiancé?"
"If you must know, he's gone back home, to tell his own family the good news." Padme tried to keep her positive attitude, in front of the guests, instead of snapping at her younger sister, like she wished to.
"What, that they're finally becoming relevant." Lovisa scoffed.
"That's enough." Jobal told her.
"Finally, the food." Ruwee clapped his hands together, as the kitchen staff walked around the table, loading up their plates.
Anakin held his knife in his hand, attempting to cut up his food, with just the one utensil, but had ran into some trouble, though he tried to do it without anyone seeing or noticing.
But of course, Lovisa did.
"Here, let me." She said, in a soft voice, compared to how she had been speaking to her family, since she'd seen them.
"Thank you, Princess." He smiled, as she began to cut up his food.
She smiled back at him, and just the sight of him, seemed to calm down her terrible mood, as she refused to break contact with his eyes, the eyes she could get lost in, for all eternity.
When she had stabbed a piece of steak, he tilted his head, as she fed him, never once looking away from each other.
"The boy can feed himself." Ruwee told his daughter, breaking their silence.
Lovisa dropped her fork, and they both looked away from each other.
The door opened and one of the messengers stormed in.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your lunch, your majesty's." He bowed. "But I was told to bring this to you, as soon as it came."
"Oh, good, bring them here." Jobal, gestured for him to come over, with a hand full of envelopes.
"Whats that, Mother?" Padme asked.
"Just some RSVP's that have been returned, seems it'll be quite the turnout." Jobal said, giddily.
"You're throwing a ball, Jo..." Ruwee asked. "This isn't exactly a time to be throwing a ball, we're in the beginning of a war."
"It's not for a ball, that'll be in a few months, when we announce Lovey as the next heir-"
"Hold on, what?" Lovisa looked back up.
"I'll talk about it, later, when a certain someone, isn't around" She nodded at the obvious.
"I'll figure it out, soon enough." Lovisa raised a brow, poking her food.
After the terrible lunch had finally come to an end, Lovisa had asked Obi-Wan to accompany her on a walk, around the palace gardens.
"What was it that you wanted to discuss, Princess?" Obi-Wan asked, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Well, Master Kenobi, during my "travels" I made a discovery, and I would like to remind you, that one day, I will be your queen, so please keep that in mind, for what I'm about to ask you."
"Will do" He chuckled.
"Uhm... So, I know, typically the Jedi do not recruit anyone over the age of four, in most cases, obviously, Anakin Skywalker was a very different situation. But I have reason to believe that my handmaiden, Ahsoka Tano is strong with the force, and Ani-Anakin supported my claims."
"Hmm, that is curious." He stroked his beard.
"Yes. And I strongly encourage that you take her on, to join the Jedi, or at the very least, train her in the ways, she has all the potential, and I would hate to see it go to waste."
"You care a lot about, Lady Tano, Don't you?"
"I do, Master Kenobi, she's the longest friend I’ve had, and I feel the guilt of her being my handmaiden, a lot, so please."
"I will do what I can, to persuade the council, I promise, your highness" Obi-Wan nodded to her. "Even though you disagree, so openly, I know in time, you will make a wonderful Queen, and leader, I sense it, in the force."
"Just like Anakin is supposed to bring balance to the force." Lovisa joked, side eying him.
"That's what the prophecy says." He sighed, sounding as though he didn't believe it, all too much.
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One of this for the music prompt request?? ✧ ❥ ♪ The one you are more comfortable with or you’ll prefer doing!!!
And your last chapter for the roadtrip au was amazing!! Love how Anakin is trying so hard and how Obi-Wan is just like “he’s such a good friend ☺️”. With your end note all I could think was that if Anakin wanted to drink his coffee he will use his left hand and just leave the steering wheel to its fate. Loved the chapter!! 💗💗
anakin would very much use his left hand to drink coffee but then there would be absolutely no hand on the wheel!!! he could gamble like that with his life but obi-wan is right there!!! in the passenger seat!! i imagine like they go through a fast food line so anakin doesn't have to switch gears and let go of obi-wan's hand but then finally around noon obi-wan is like 'we should stop i need to go to the bathroom' and anakin who has been needing to go to the bathroom since like 8 am is like :( fine :(
anyway i've done the other two, so here is the last one!
♪ - I’ll write a prompt based on my favorite song
I don't really have a favorite song I know for sure is my favorite song, so here is a prompt from the song "Hallucinogenics" by Matt Maeson, which is slowly accidentally becoming my tired January anthem whoops ("Cause I carried on like the wayward son/and now and through and through, I have come undone./And now I am just but the wayward man/With my bloodshot eyes and my shaking hands")
So the prompt is ummmmmmm dark and tw: drug use
Anakin was a child genius, just up and coming kid who suffered awful burnout and then his mom died and his girlfriend broke up with him and he definitely never got over his burnout and it got way worse but Ahsoka gets him into a program and this one works better than the others have and he comes out 3 months sober and it's great and he saves up enough money to pay rent on a shitty apartment but he's so lonely that it feels like he might slip back into using again, so in a fit of desperation he goes and adopts a dog. obi-wan runs the animal shelter in their small town, and he gently pressures anakin into taking the neediest most neurotic dog in the entire world (Threepio). also, they definitely eventually fall in love.
#asks#i think this was a bad prompt list for me lol literally all the songs i listen to#are sad on some level#lmao a sliding scale of angst#at least this one is more....hopeful !!!#cw: drugs
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