501st Battalion’s Nightmare Repellent

The first time Ahsoka fell asleep in the barracks was while comforting a shiny after a hard campaign. The next time was after being practically dragged there by a certain set of trouble making twins intent on making sure she got rest. After that it became more common for Ahsoka to find herself in the barracks.

Soon the members of Torrent began to notice how much better they slept with the little togruta around. Some found that they were finally able to fall asleep, others found that they were finally able to stay asleep, rarely waking up from nightmares. It didn't occur to them that this was a Force ability she used, most of the time unconsciously, until she’d had to give Denal a sleep Force suggestion after he’d woken up in a panic and couldn’t calm down. She was soon given an unofficial designated bunk. 

That bunk regularly had a shiny curled up in it beside the little togruta, sometimes 2 would cram in. Other times an older member could be found there. Ahsoka had grown used to falling asleep by herself and waking up with someone at her back. She had also grown used to waking up in an entirely different bunk. Hardcase had a habit of snatching her off her bunk and carrying Ahsoka to his own bunk to sleep. If there was a shiny with her, he'd haul them both to his bunk. Fives had also taken up scooping her off her own bunk and carrying her over to Echo’s bunk to sleep, he was usually too tired to haul her up the ladder to his own bunk. 

After difficult campaigns Ahsoka would usually sleep in the area with the most shinies, dragging thin mattresses to the floor so more troopers could join her. Her gentle presence helped calm them after days running on adrenaline, her stories of old Jedi and old wars kept their mind from the terrors they had just witnessed, her shoulder to cry on made them feel human. More than once Anakin has gone to the barracks looking for his padawan and been unable to find her due to her being hidden by a trooper’s wide shoulders.

If Ahsoka knows that she will not make it down to the barracks she sends a message so no one stays awake waiting up all night.

After a few months with the 501st, Ahsoka began to spend more time in the med bay as well. Once she learned how to block out other people’s pain better, she made herself useful to comfort those injured and offered her limited knowledge of Force healing to keep others alive. For particularly unruly members she would just climb into the bunk to keep them in place. She also learned that it took more stress off of the medics, and having had Kix end up in her bunk more than a few times, she knew they needed the support. 

When Ahsoka herself needed comfort, she would usually clamber into Echo, Rex, or sometimes Kix’s bunk as they were the closest bottom bunks for her. Echo in particular usually woke up when she settled in, shifting her over to the wall side so he could block out the rest of the world from her. 

After the Citadel, the only person able to get Fives to sleep was Ahsoka. They’d usually curl up on Echo’s old bunk and shake themselves to sleep. He’d cling to her as if at any moment she would slip away too. If Fives was having a particularly bad night Rex would climb in because he was strong enough to hold the ARC still when he woke up thrashing, while Ahsoka worked to calm his mind and send him back to sleep. 

The 501st didn’t notice just how much Ahsoka did for them during the night until she was gone. Quite literally gone, disappeared seemingly without a trace. The only evidence she had been on Felucia at all were her poorly hidden lightsabers. When they had finally returned to the Resolute after 2 full days and nights of searching the planet for their lost commander, they were all exhausted. Jesse, Fives, and Hardcase fell asleep on her bunk, trying to find any comfort in her absence. Rex and other older members were woken multiple times by their own nightmares and the shouts of other troopers who needed comfort. Only after they had returned to Coruscant and the barracks were almost empty, most of the 501st out drinking, did Rex curl up on Ahsoka’s bunk. He prayed to whatever gods would listen to protect his little sister where ever she was in the galaxy. When she finally returned to them, Torrent didn’t bother fighting over who got to stay with her, they just piled the mattresses up on the floor and stuck her in the middle. Anything that wanted their vod’ika would have to get through them. For the first time in a week and a half, they all slept.

After Umbara Ahsoka was worried that her men wouldn’t want a Jedi in their bunks and opted to keep her distance to give them time. She also wasn’t sure she was ready to face the now empty bunk of yet another one of her closest brothers. This was quickly changed when Jesse showed up at her private quarters door still visibly shaken from a nightmare and asked if he could sleep in her bunk. With Jesse completely curled around her that night, it really began to sink in for her how young they all really were, despite fighting in a war no one asked for. The next night she carefully approached the barracks only to find multiple people already hunkering down around her bunk.

One shiny in particular (well she couldn’t really call any of them shinies after Umbara) had a tendency to curl up in Fives bunk. However, it wasn’t long before the ARC was called out again for a mission. The next night Ahsoka woke up to hear someone shouting and promptly shook the trooper named Tup awake. He stared at her in fear and she had no doubt that he’d been dreaming up Krell. After a few coxing words he followed her back to her own bunk and settled down. The next morning she woke up to find the younger trooper curled into her front with his head tucked into her chest. He soon became a regular occupant in her bunk. 

Not long after Kadavo Ahsoka had to drag Rex from the training rooms to her bunk because she knew he had hardly slept since the mission (She hadn’t either but she wasn’t going to admit anything was wrong). Mindful of the still healing wounds on his back she promptly sent him to sleep. When he woke a few hours later she gave him the painkillers Kix had left with her and sent him back to sleep. She did that the rest of the night and the next night until he finally began to look less like a walking corpse. 

During the investigation into the temple bombing Ahsoka didn’t stay in the barracks as much, the night that they found the real culprit the 501st’s little vod’ika crashed into her bunk and didn’t wake up for 12 hours. That was the last night she ever slept in the barracks. 

The 501st hardly slept at all after Ahsoka was arrested and chased through Coruscant. Their battalion was locked down in the barracks lest they go out and impede the search because they had a ‘bias’ against her, though it was probably warranted given the look on Fives’ and Jesse’s faces when they heard she was being pursued. After she was captured again they expected the Jedi Council to give her a trial and let her go, because they all knew there was no way in the 9 Corellian Hells Ahsoka Tano could have been the one behind the bombing and the deaths of the prisoner and the troopers. To hear that she had not only been found guilt but thrown out of the Jedi Order itself sent icy fear through all of them. How could their little commander, their vod’ika, the one that slept in the barracks and rocked terrified shinies to sleep, that chased away their own nightmares so that they could finally rest, do something as terrible as this?

The battalion as a whole listened in on her trial, and they had never been so relieved to hear their general’s voice cut in to save her. She wasn’t guilty, no she was betrayed. They all knew that the Jedi would have to let her back in, they would need to atone for their own betrayal of their commander. But then the little togruta had arrived at the barracks, arms wrapped around herself and only a small sack around her shoulders. She was leaving she told them through barely contained tears. She was leaving and she was sorry. 

The battalion was devastated, but they understood why she was leaving. She had been betrayed by the very family that had raised her. She said goodbye to each trooper, saving Torrent for last. She wiped away Tup’s tears and winced slightly at the sheer force of Jesse and Fives’ hugs. Rex held out a pack full of credits and ration bars and finally let the depth of his grief show. He clung to his vod’ika for a long time before finally releasing her. 

The days following they didn’t sleep. When they had to ship off to their fist mission without Ahsoka, the void left in her wake was apparent. The medics noted how much more sedative and painkillers they had to dispense now that Ahsoka’s calming presence was gone. The veterans were woken up more often to go help their vod with nightmares. General Skywalker was doing poorly as well, it didn’t surprise Rex much when he showed up in the barracks looking like he hadn’t slept in weeks. He didn’t help much with nightmares but it was more the sense that they were all grieving together at made them rest a little easier. 

going through my old journals as part of therapy homework and i'm reading a section written in the emotional wreckage of a full-on breakdown when i get hit with this line:

There is never a satisfying answer to ‘Why didn’t they love me?’

like wow babe. good fucking point

If I wasn't worried about not paying bills I'd be writing

hi guyz i made a quiz abt which horror trope/theme i enjoy you are!! cws are in the description so please mind them!

they want to talk about mental illness and acceptance and how everyone is a little ocd it's cute and quirky and their "intrusive thoughts" are about cutting their hair off and you say yours are about taking a razorblade to your eye and they say ew can you not and everyone is a little adhd sometimes! except if you're late it's a personality flaw and it's because you are careless and cruel (and someone else with adhd mentions they can be on time, so why can't you?) and it's not an eating disorder if it's girl dinner! it's not mania if it's girl math! what do you mean you blew all of your savings on nonrefundable plane tickets for a plane you didn't even end up taking. what do you mean that you are afraid of eating. get over it. they roll their little lips up into a sneer. can you not, like, trauma dump?

they love it on them they like to wear pieces of your suffering like jewels so that it hangs off their tongue in rapiers. they are allowed to arm-chair diagnose and cherrypick their poisons but you can't ever miss too many showers because that's, like, "fuckken gross?" so anyone mean is a narcissist. so anyone with visual tics is clearly faking it and is so cringe. but they get to scream and hit customer service employees because well, i got overwhelmed.

you keep seeing these posts about how people pleasers are "inherently manipulative" and how it's totally unfair behavior. but you are a people pleaser, you have an ingrained fawn response. in the comments, you have typed and deleted the words just because it is technically true does not make it an empathetic or kind reading of the reaction about one million times. it is technically accurate, after all. you think of catholic guilt, how sometimes you feel bad when doing a good deed because the sense of pride you get from acting kind - that pride is a sin. the word "manipulation" is not without bias or stigma attached to it. many people with the fawn response are direct victims of someone who was malignantly manipulative. calling the victims manipulative too is an unfair and unkind reading of the situation. it would be better and more empathetic to say it is safety-seeking or connection-seeking behavior. yes, it can be toxic. no, in general it is not intended to be toxic. there is no reason to make mentally ill people feel worse for what we undergo.

you type why is everyone so quick to turn on someone showing clear signs of trauma but you already know the fucking answer, so what's the point of bothering. you kind of hate those this is what anxiety looks like! infographics because at this point you're so good at white-knuckling through a severe panic attack that people just think you're stoic. even people who know the situation sometimes comment you just don't seem depressed. and you're not a 9 year old white kid so there's no way you're on the spectrum, you're not obsessed with trains and you were never a good mathematician. okay then.

mental illness is trending. in 2012 tumblr said don't romanticize our symptoms but to be fair tiktok didn't exist yet. there's these series of videos where someone pretends to be "the most boring person on earth" and is just being a normal fucking person, which makes your skin crawl, because that probably means you are boring. your friend reads aloud a profile from tinder - no depressed bitches i fucking hate that mental illness crap. your father says that medication never actually works.

you still haven't told your grandmother that you're in therapy. despite everything (and the fact it's helping): you just don't want her to see you differently.

holding back (part 2)

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Also a sunflower, because @stupidlynx have amazing songs for these two ///

Stop Having a Concussion and Get us Home!

Tim works as the CEO of Wayne Enterprises. Tim has a secretary, and then he has another one to help her because holy shit, the amount of crap Tam puts up with is insane and she needs an assistant of her own.

Tim's second secretary is one Danny Fenton.

Tim, Tam, and Danny are the last ones in Wayne Enterprises, as the building had to be evacuated due to Superman being mind-controlled and targeting major corporations.

Superman targets Wayne Enterprises.

Tim looks out the window as he his secretaries make their way towards the emergency exit, and there he is.

Floating there.

Staring at him.

Tim swears he can see his Uncle Clark sobbing as his eyes heat up.

Then Danny grabs him, yanks him into the stairwell, and just as the building starts to crumble around them, shoves both Tim and Tam into a glowing green portal.

Danny takes a blow to the head.

They land on a floating island, in a swirling vortex of green, and the one who got them there is unconscious on the ground with a nasty headwound.

Meanwhile, after the Justice League manages to snap Superman out of it, the man throws himself at Batmans feet and just...sobs.

Breaks.

They get the story in bits and pieces.

Tim was in the building, still. The burning, twisted wreckage of Wayne Enterprises.

And Clark can't hear his heartbeat anymore.

@simplestoryteller

so much happened in this whole episode but i’m still on fig infiltrating ruben’s dream, making it look like the place where his friend was murdered, and then disguising herself as kipperlilly & repeatedly saying different variants of “somebody needs to take the fall for this, and it’s not going to be me. it’s going to be you.” while adaine as the elven oracle shows up next to her. can you imagine waking up from that, the idea of a horrible truth being pinned on you by your friend to save her own skin while the personification of fate and destiny stands there, almost as a promise that this is GOING to happen to you. we don’t even know if this kid is guilty. my god.

day 12: karma ♡

(femslashfeb prompt list)

When Danny enters the Fenton portal for the very first time, he still trips and shocks himself but at the same time damages the inside of the portal enough that it can’t sustain itself past the point of changing Danny’s molecules.

The electricity and damage done to both Danny and the portal isn’t something Danny, Sam, and Tucker can cover up and his parents find out immediately. They’re more concerned about their son then the portal (they have the blueprints for the portal and can rebuild it later but can’t replace their son if something happened to him) and go through a lot of things emotions regarding the existence of ghost human hybrids.

Danny’s new biology could easily be passed as meta human traits. Unfortunately President Lex Luther had just recently passed laws against meta humans. Meaning they can’t risk people find out about Danny’s new powers, at all. The Fentons decide that Danny should live with one of Maddie or Jacks relatives off grid until he can control his new abilities better.

luckily Jacks sister, Martha, and her husband have experience with a super powered child and after their son moved to the city could probably use a hand on their farm. All Jack needed to do was call.

I just want to see him again.

Larian really pulling a reverse uno by focusing hard on astarion's prettyboy flirt vibe in all the marketing and then making his arc about reclaiming bodily autonomy

I love them for it. It's everything I wanted from astarion. I'm obsessed with him.

I'm a doctor, not a miracle worker.

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calling it right now that season 3 starts like this