#Allana's thoughts

[missnekonyan]

A group of lions is called a "pride" and a group of hedgehogs is called a "prickle". But what would a group of winions be called? (Those little fluffy air creatures from Keep Your Friends Close. They were also the Lotus Eaters in Open Arms after eating the fruit.)

My ideas were either "a cloud of winions" or "a breeze of winions". I'm leaning towards using "cloud". But "breeze" fits them being "wind minions".

#Allana's thoughts #Epic the Musical #Winion #Legend of Allana

[bonivers]

if people know a showrunner by name then u just know they were committing war crimes throughout their shows

#i didn’t say their names but u thought of them didn’t u #allana rants #quinta this isnt about you beloved #+

[hapansqueen]

the fact she genuinely is that unhappy she’s considered running away and tenel ka accepted jacen would be willing to kill their daughter to make a point and that they’d die alone without each other

#ooc // #child death tw #she’s so unhappy and lonely and just #she never ever thought she’d genuinely have to #make that choice #and that he’d force her to make that choice #and then he kills isolder and the only thing she can do to give allana even a slightly happy life #is to give her up

[starlazergazer]

Couldn't Get Rid of Me if You Tried

Pairing: Anakin x Reader

Request(s): Reader has a nightmare and Anakin stays with her / Reader can’t sleep so Anakin stays by her side / Reader hasn’t slept in a few days and Anakin notices and makes the reader go to bed, not leaving until they fall asleep

Warnings: Swearing, nightmares

Word Count: 4.9K

A/N: Long overdue but I finally finished writing something! This is a mash up of a few different requests I thought would work well together so let me know what you think!

Anakin fixed his robes for what felt like the tenth time in the last ten minutes, part of him chastising himself for being this anxious over nothing but a bigger part of him worried that they weren’t laying properly, or that his hair was sticking up in a weird direction, or that there was something stuck in his teeth.

Not that you would ever judge him for any of that of course. In fact, he already knew exactly what you would do. You would fix whatever it was yourself, an amused giggle slipping out as you approached to rake your hands through his hair attempting to tame every stray piece until you were satisfied, a light smile never dropping from your face throughout the process.

Another part of him considered messing up something on purpose just so he could see that smile.

But no that was a bit ridiculous even for him. You were expected to land any minute now and spend the next week in meetings preparing to address the senate, and Anakin was to be your guard for the entire time. He’d have plenty of time to earn your smile, hopefully without needing to embarrass himself.

The sound of the door opening snapped him out of his thoughts. Anakin quickly jumping to his feet, holding his hands rigidly in front of him and taking a deep breath.

A loud voice sounded before he saw anyone, a list of meetings and notes being rattled off by one of your aids loudly as in strolled your own personal security guard, the man immediately noticing Anakin and giving him a small nod before scanning the room, you following in close behind him.

Anakin couldn’t help but grin as you entered the room, your attention completely absorbed by the datapad you held in your hand, eyes skimming across the screen rapidly as you read, offering small hums of acknowledgment as your aide continued to rattle off messages.

You walked right by without even noticing, going on autopilot to your desk and setting the pad down, not sitting yourself but rather standing over it, stretching your legs as you continued to read. Anakin couldn’t help but chuckle under his breath at the sight, vividly remembering your conversation with him after your last flight into Coruscant about how the long flight made your legs ache, you refusing to sit for as long as possible afterwards in an attempt to get blood flowing back to your toes.

“Allana has senator-“ and finally your gaze rose from the pad, instinctively heading towards your aide’s form but snapping to Anakin the minute you realized there was another person in the room, brows furrowed for a moment before you recognized him “An- uh jedi Skywalker?”

His lips ticked up at the near slipup, giving you a small bow “senator it’s nice to see you”

“It’s nice to see you too” and the confused expression returned to your face, eyes snapping to your guard then aide for a moment before returning “Is there something I can help you with?”

It was now Anakin’s turn to wear the confused expression “I was under the assumption that you had requested extra protection for your speech”

Your eyes snapped to your bodyguard, raising an eyebrow “Did we request extra protection?”

“We did” he nodded, pausing a brief second before continuing hesitantly “I figured it could be beneficial after what happened last time”

He could hear your sigh from across the room as your gaze snapped back to the datapad, quickly resuming your reading only making Anakin more confused.

“What happened last time?”

Your gaze snapped up to your guard, a silent threat sent across the room before your gaze connected with his, a smile painted on your lips that didn’t reach your eyes “nothing”

Anakin was already turning to Dex, your guard, a million questions on the tip of his tongue. He hadn’t been on Coruscant the last time you had made the trip out but he hadn’t heard of anything happening. What were you keeping from him? Instead of being able to ask, however, Allana spoke up, her voice slightly higher than usual as she sought to cut the tension in the air.

“Senator you’re needed at-“

You didn’t even let her finish, grabbing your datapad off the table and waving her off “of course senator Elan’s meeting thank you Allana” and without even looking back at him you were headed back out the door, your entourage filing out behind you leaving Anakin to bring up the rear, trying to edge off his disappointment from your much too quick welcome.

-

You were back at your desk, the same place you had been all day if not in a meeting, typing away furiously at your speech before you, not taking notice of Anakin’s approach until he set the glass down before you.

He’d made you your favorite, the same one you always had whenever you came to Coruscant, usually shared with Anakin while the two of you talked before bed. He always missed those talks, one of the few times he felt like he could really talk about himself not in relation to the jedi order, one of the few times he got to actually hear from you, not the senator.

You smiled up at him as he set it down and Anakin felt a warmth spread through his chest at that look, feeling that finally you were looking at him for the first time all day, not the curious jedi showing up in your room or the hired guard standing off in the corner, just a friend who made you a drink. “Thanks Ani”

And oh how he missed hearing that nickname from you, a grin creeping on his lips as he clinked his own glass softly against yours, rising it to his lips in an attempt to hide it as he sat down in one of the chairs before your desk, settling in as you went back to typing, finishing out a few more words before finally taking the glass.

“Where’s Dex?”

You shrugged back at him, eyes casting back to your screen as you read over whatever you had written “I told him he could go to bed, you’re up to guard me”

He nodded back at your answer, taking another sip of his drink before responding “It is rather late are you heading to bed soon yourself?”

He watched your eyes jump to the nearest clock, eyebrows jumping up slightly as you read the time, an exhausted sigh escaping as you rubbed a hand over your face “Today went by much too quickly”

He chuckled softly at you as you shut down your system, picking up your glass as you walked down around your desk to sit in the chair next to him, angling your body to face him “I guess time flies when you’re having fun” he offered.

You laughed at that, shaking your head softly “oh is that what this is?”

A comfortable silence fell over the two of you and Anakin always loved how he never felt the need to fill silences like this when they came up between the two of you, more than happy to just sit in your company.

“How’s Obi-wan doing?” You asked him, a small smile growing on Anakin’s face.

“He’s good, he’s off world on an assignment right now”

“You’re not with him?”

“No there’s this senator who requested extra protection for this speech she’s giving” he responded innocently “extra protection her team requested due to some incident she stupidly won’t tell me about”

You hummed back in response and Anakin couldn’t help but notice the way you seemed to struggle to keep your eyes open, your posture completely slumped over in your chair as you used it to support your head “maybe this senator has a very good reason for that”

“I doubt it” he responded with a soft shake of his head “maybe this senator should go get some sleep before she falls asleep in her office chair”

That seemed to snap you back to attention, your posture pushing you back up slightly as you made extra effort to make eye contact with him, groaning slightly as you did so “no I’m okay”

“oh yeah you look it” he hummed back with a smirk, pushing himself to his feet and offering you his hand.

“No come on talk to me. I haven’t gotten to talk to you in months I miss it” and he felt his heartstrings tug at your words, his smirk growing into a softer smile as he chuckled slightly.

“Then it’s a good thing you’ve got me for a whole week” he mused “but right now you look like you need sleep badly so come on”

With a small roll of your eyes you took his hand, letting him pull you to your feet. And he tried to ignore the fact that he had stood too close to your feet when he pulled you up, tried to pretend it hadn’t been his intention when your body was nearly pressed against his once you were standing, tried to disregard the way his body seemed to hum from the close contact before he stepped aside and slipped a soft hand to the small of your back to usher you forward.

“You know I think I can find my way back to my room from here” the amusement in your voice telling him that you didn’t mind.

“The council tasked me with protecting you this week and I’ll have you know I take my job very seriously” he told you, the mock sincerity in his own tone making you laugh, his heart swelling within his chest at the sound.

“I’ll be sure to leave you a glowing review with the council then, five stars for jedi Skywalker” you slowed outside your door, pushing it open but spinning around to lean against the doorway and face him, Anakin relishing the soft smile that graced your lips as you looked up at him.

“I certainly hope that your scale is out of five stars” he practically hummed the words, taking a cautious step closer to you eagerly noting the way the corners of your mouth lifted even higher as he did so.

“oooh unfortunately my scale is out of ten stars” you scrunched up your face in a grimace, a small shake to your head as your eyes bounced back and forth between his own “you lost some back there when you made me go to bed instead of staying to talk to me”

“It’s a good thing I have all week to earn them back then” he mused with a smirk, leaning softly forward.

And by this point it would be so easy, so easy to lean down and close the distance, so easy to capture your lips into his own, so easy to pull you by the waist against his chest, so so easy….so so over the line.

He halted his movements the second the thought occurred to him, the realization that any push forward would be without a doubt crossing a line. And he wasn’t just talking about the jedi’s line, he could reconcile with disobeying the code, but this would be crossing your own as well. He was your hired guard, a man whose sole responsibility it was to protect you, surely you wouldn’t want someone like that acting the way he so desperately wanted to, crossing that professionalism boundary.

It'd been quiet for too long, Anakin too in his own head to realize it until it was too late, until your smile started to slowly slip off your lips, a ghost of one remaining as you spoke, soft and sweet “Goodnight Ani”

And he tried to ignore the effect that nickname had on him as he forced himself to take a step back, giving you a small nod “goodnight senator”

“Y/N” the correction came quickly.

And he would pretend that he hadn’t done it on purpose, used your title instead of your name just so that you would correct him, assert in this moment at least that your relationship went beyond just senator and jedi guard. He would pretend that right now that was enough.

“Goodnight Y/N”

-

Anakin struggled to sleep that night, not that that was unexpected after what he had nearly done in your doorway, so it was no surprise that he was up early and dragging himself towards the dinning room of your apartment before the sun had even a chance to rise.

What was surprising was to see you already at the table, a piece of toast in one hand, a document you were reading over in the other.

“You’re already up?” he didn’t bother to disguise the shock in his voice, his brows furrowing at the sight.

“Had some work to get done” you shrugged, not taking your eyes off the document “figured I’d get an early start”

Slowly he made his way around the table to the chair beside you, his eyes never leaving your figure as he tried to piece out what information it felt like he was missing, his gaze quickly catching the dark bags under your eyes and the slow lethargic blinks you were giving the paper “how long have you been up?”

“Not long” another shrug, another avoidance.

“You look like you’re on the brink of collapsing” he pushed a teasing tone into his voice, hoping making light of the situation would get you to drop whatever guard you still had up “you don’t have any meetings for another few hours why don’t you go back to sleep for a little longer”

Finally you turned your head to look at him, Anakin easily seeing through your every attempt to appear more awake, the way your posture straightened, the way your gaze widened slightly, the small uptick in one side of your mouth as you forced a smile, a façade created solely for his benefit “I’m okay Ani”

“And you’d tell me if you weren’t?” he asked skeptically.

This got an amused snort out of you as you turned back to your work, a more real smile gracing your lips “probably not”

And for now he decided to drop it, to let you have whatever secret you were keeping from him, to let you have one sleepless night “next time I’m asking for a less stubborn senator”

You laughed at that, a fond shake of your head as you glanced over at him “nice try I know I’m your favorite”

You have no idea.

-

He found you in the same place as the night before, your head propped up lazily on your fist as you stared down at the page before you on the desk, your other hand slowly taking notes with movements that were far too large and far too lazy to be anything legible. “Senator we have got to stop meeting like this” he teased from the doorway, a brief flick up of your eyes the only sign that you had heard him “you behind your desk nearly falling asleep in the chair, me walking in telling you to go to bed. Feels awfully familiar”

“Y/N” your soft voice quietly protested; your head still propped in the same position as you ignored the rest of his sentence.

“Y/N let’s go to bed” He dropped his voice to a low, calm pitch, stepping into the room and up to your desk, watching you slowly push yourself into a more upright position.

“No I need to finish this” you objected with a sigh, digging the heels of your hands into your eyes as you stretched in your chair.

He couldn’t help but chuckle fondly at the movement, his eyes darting down to the page you were taking notes on “sweetheart your notes aren’t even legible.”

Your head snapped down to the page as well, taking in what looked like nothing more than a series of random loops that were supposed to be your notes “shit”

“yeah” he chuckled softly, head nodding to behind him as he spoke “come on you can do it in the morning.”

“No I need to-“ objections poured out of your mouth again but Anakin barely heard them as he made his way around your desk to crouch down next to you, your voice halting once Anakin placed the crook of his finger beneath your chin, pulling your gaze to him.

“When was the last time you slept?” he asked softly, taking in the way every feature of yours screamed of exhaustion “and don’t say last night I know that’s a lie”

You let out a sigh at that, pulling your face back from his grasp “I mean I did sleep some last night”

“When was the last time you slept more than an hour?” he countered.

That question silenced you, your gaze fixed on the work in front of you, your voice so soft when you finally did answer Anakin had to strain to hear it “I don’t know”

“Exactly” he sighed, reaching down to grab one of your wrists, giving it a small tug “come on you need to sleep.”

“I don’t want to sleep” and he knew it wasn’t just because of work, but he wasn’t going to push, not yet.

“Okay, you said last night you wanted to talk what if we did that instead?”

Your head rose to meet his gaze slowly, your brows furrowed slightly as you looked up at him skeptically “yeah?”

“Yeah” he nodded with a smirk “but only If you’re laying down in bed”

You groaned at that, your body slumping forward so that your forehead hit your desk.

“Come on” he laughed, using a hand on your shoulder to pull you back up to sitting position, giving it a soft squeeze before reluctantly removing it “you don’t want to sleep? Fine, but at least lay down. A compromise” he tried to convince you with a small chuckle “and here I thought you’d be proud of my negotiating abilities as a senator and all.”

That finally earned him a laugh, then another groan as you pushed yourself to your feet “can’t believe you’re using this power for evil.”

“If you weren’t so stubborn I wouldn’t have to” he hummed back softly, leading you down the hallway and to your room, giving you a chance to change and brush your teeth before ushering you to your bed and taking a seat on the ground beside it.

“You know it’s a big bed” you offered softly, sleep already pulling your voice down to a near mumble “you can sit up here.”

“I’m good right here” he responded softly as he leaned his back against your mattress, his position putting him mere inches from your resting form above.

A hand was cast carefully down over the edge of the mattress and before Anakin could think otherwise he reached up and tangled his fingers with yours, choosing to believe you offered it to him by doing so, accepting that perhaps it was just the position you liked to sleep in even as you hummed happily from above him as he rubbed the pad of his thumb lazily back and forth on your finger.

“Can we talk yet?” your voice was muffled from your position on the mattress, but Anakin didn’t complain, keeping up the rhythmic motions of his thumb as he responded in a soft voice barely above a whisper.

“What do you want to talk about sweetheart?”

“Tell me about your last mission” you supplied immediately a smile rising on Anakin’s face as he started to tell the story, barely paying attention to his own words as he instead focused on the sound of your breathing, waiting until it started to slow and deepen.

He stopped talking once it did, his thumb slowing to a halt only after he made sure you hadn’t noticed the silence, only then daring to press a soft kiss to your knuckles before pushing himself to his feet and out the door. A soft “goodnight Y/N” whispered from the doorway before he shut the door behind him.

-

Not long after Anakin had fallen asleep a disturbance in the force was dragging him back to consciousness. It took a few seconds to orient himself as he sat up in bed, part of his brain trying to take in his surroundings while the other part was screaming that something was wrong.

His body reacted before his mind did, his feet were on the ground and pulling him towards you before anything else, his only instinct being to get to you.

Saber hilt in hand he threw open your bedroom door, eyes rapidly scanning the empty room before falling on your sleeping form as your head whipped back and forth, soft whimpers falling from your lips as your legs tangled up in the sheets.

With a small sigh in relief Anakin set his saber down on your bedside table before making his way over to you, a hand coming to your shoulder to give your body a small shake.

Your eyes shot open immediately, a surprised yelp escaping your lips the same moment, as one foot reared up and made contact with his torso.

A grunt left Anakin as he was pushed backwards by your kick, your form scrambling up the bed to get further away from him, loud ragged breaths coming from you as you curled up defensively in a ball as far away from him as you could.

 “Hey hey it’s okay” he tried to soothe you, one hand coming up but refusing to take a step towards you yet, giving you a moment to calm down.

Your heavy breaths were the only thing filling the silence in the room as you offered no response, your form staying tightly curled in on itself as Anakin practically begged you to answer him.

“Y/N you’re safe, it’s just me, it’s Anakin” he tried again.

Your breaths halted at his words, your form remaining unmoving, Anakin risked a step forward.

“It’s just me”

“Ani?” Your broken voice had his knees shaking, Anakin having to fight to urge to rush to you knowing that would likely just set you off again.

“Yeah that’s right it’s just me sweetheart”

Another tense silence passed between the two of you before you spoke again, your voice slightly stronger “Ani? Ani, oh god I’m so sorry-“

Anakin didn’t let you finish, taking your words to mean he was okay to approach as he closed the distance between the two of you in a few steps and scooped you up into his arms as he sat down on the bed.

You didn’t hesitate to curl up in his arms, taking the opportunity to bury your face in his chest, slow shaky breaths wracking your body as you fought more tears.

“You got nothing to apologize for sweetheart” he tried to assure you, running a hand softly through your hair as he held you tightly against himself.

Your breaths started to slowly even out as your muscles started to untense, your body slowly relaxing in his hold. Only once you had completely calmed down did Anakin speak again, burying his face in your hair “do you want to talk about it?”

You didn’t respond, something Anakin certainly didn’t blame you for, simply held you against him, rocking softly as he continued to stroke your hair.

After a few more minutes you started to shift in his arms and Anakin had to fight the instinct to hold on tighter, to not let you escape. Nonetheless he forced his arms to go slack to allow for your movement, feeling relieved when all you did was shift until your back was against his chest. Anakin eagerly wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you against him once again, the two of you sitting in a comfortable silence.

“Last time we were here” your voice was soft enough that even from his position just behind you he struggled to hear “a man broke in and hid in my room”

Anakin’s movements stilled at that, his entire body freezing for a moment as his brain struggled to process your words.

“I just woke up and he was there at the end of my bed” you continued in an empty, hollow voice “I screamed and Dex came and took care of it. Nothing happened, nothing” and here it felt like you were trying to assure yourself more than him “but still I’ve been having nightmares about it ever since”

And as usual Anakin’s first instinct was to reach for anger, ire rising within him towards the jedi council for not telling him, towards Obi-wan who had to have known, towards Dex for letting him act as your guard without all the facts, towards himself for not having picked up on it sooner.

But as you shook slightly in his arms he knew his anger wouldn’t serve him properly here, lashing out at anyone wouldn’t fix anything, it wasn’t what you needed now.

His hold on you tightened, pulling you further into his chest as his chin sat comfortably in the crook of your neck, mumbling the question against your skin “sweetheart why didn’t you say anything?”

You sniffled, your cheek resting comfortably against his for a second before you answered “It’s stupid”

“It’s not-“ Anakin’s objection came quickly but your affirmation followed shortly, as if you had been expecting it.

“It is, he didn’t even hurt me, didn’t threaten me, just startled me and now months later I’m still too scared to sleep? It’s pathetic”

“You are far from pathetic” You could feel Anakins words against your skin as he spoke, his face lifting off your shoulder to press a kiss to the back of your head “A man broke into your room and you found him looming over you while you slept, that is objectively terrifying.”

He felt you sigh against him, the words clearly not fully sinking in.

“Besides its not entirely about what had happened, which I cannot stress enough is horrible, but rather the idea of what could have happened. Maker Y/N why are you even still in this room? You should’ve taken mine”

You were quiet for a bit, a deep breath inflating your chest against him before you responded “I thought if I stayed here I could force myself to get over it, to try and be braver than it”

He shook his head at that, unable to keep the fond smirk from growing on his lips at your answer “You’re plenty brave for even taking this apartment after last time, staying in the same room is just stupid”

That earned him a wet laugh, a few chuckles that had you relaxing slightly in his hold “Will you stay with me, please?”

The thought of leaving hadn’t even occurred to him “Sweetheart you couldn’t get rid of me if you tried”

Another small set of chuckles, your body further melding with his as you relaxed even further, exhaustion finally starting to take over.

“Except not here, come on lets go back to my room”

You shook your head at that, leaning it back against his chest “no it’s okay-“

“Please” he cut you off with a near whisper “for me please don’t force yourself to stay in this room”

Nothing but the feeling of your breaths against his chest for a few moments before a reluctant nod “yeah okay”

Anakin smiled satisfactorily at that, slowly, reluctantly releasing his hold on you to allow you to stand up, not hesitating before taking your hand and intertwining his fingers with yours, pulling you out of the room behind him before you could object.

Walking into his room Anakin didn’t hesitate to slip into one side of the bed, watching you carefully as you stood apprehensively at the edge of the bed on the other side, slow choppy movements in your limbs as you reached for the covers and carefully got into the other side, taking care to stay on your side.

But after tonight there was no more overthinking, no more worrying about crossing the line, no more talking himself out of things. You needed him and to Anakin that superseded everything.

As soon as your head hit the pillow Anakin scootched up behind you, throwing an arm around your waist and pulling you up against his chest, chuckling at the small gasp that left you at the movement.

But you didn’t pull away, your muscles tense for a moment as you adjusted before you relaxed against him, one foot coming back to tangle your legs with his own, burying yourself further into his chest as Anakin offered a content hum.

“For the record I really would have been okay with staying in my own room as long as you were there” You whispered back at him “you make me feel safe Ani”

He tightened the hold on you even more at your words, a smile so wide it hurt his cheeks overtaking his face as he buried it in your hair “alright we can try that tomorrow then”

“tomorrow?” you teased easily, any tension from the circumstances of your present predicament slowly fading from the room “awfully sure of yourself there aren’t you?”

“I told you sweetheart, you couldn’t get rid of me if you tried”

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[magnetarbeam]

I've said it before, and I'll say it again:

Syal Antilles is one of the most important perspectives in Legacy of the Force. Not only is she regular GA military, but she's almost the only person young enough that she's never had to question her superiors or lose faith in her government before.

I've been thinking about her telling Tycho that the idea that something like the firing of Centerpoint that destroyed her entire task force might happen again scares her less than the thought that maybe she'd be willing to do it, and I'm finally registering that she's questioning her own judgement as much as she's questioning her orders.

The idea of writing some kind of story that follows up on Fury and shows what the hell happened to her after that has appealed to me for a while. I'm currently referring to the idea as X-Wing: Guiding Star, but that is liable to change if I think of something better.

I still haven't managed to suffer through Revelation, but I know it's in that book that Admiral Niathal, who Tycho's working directly under in Fury, sees how bad she's fucked up and deserts the Alliance and sides with the Jedi. Lacking any information to the contrary (not that I'd necessarily care if canon said otherwise) I am assuming that through some combination of luck and scheming, Tycho leaves with her. Even in Fury, when he's there as Luke lays out part of the plan to save Allana and blow up Centerpoint, Tycho admits that he personally wants the Jedi to succeed in this, even though his duty doesn't let him act on it. I think Niathal, his direct superior and supposedly Caedus' equal in authority, splitting from Caedus gives Tycho the push he needs to be able to interpret his duty the same way that the Jedi are: They're working in the best interest of the Alliance as a whole by aiming to remove Caedus in particular from power.

I remain kind of convinced that Tycho knew, or at least guessed, that the "diplomatic mission" he gave Syal would likely turn out to be bullshit, in the sense that however the war went from there, the Jedi weren't likely to rejoin the GA because of diplomacy. I think that mission was at least as much a way to reunite Syal with her immediate family and not cut her off from Uncle Tycho, in a way that they could both justify to themselves, and that Tycho could justify to the people above him in the chain of command, as still being in the line of their duty.

Once they're on the same side again, though, that diplomatic link between Syal and Tycho, and by extension the Jedi and the ex-Alliance forces answering to Niathal, actually might prove very important in terms of coordinating the two groups. Especially if Tycho managed to set it up in such a way that they had a way to talk to each other that he was confident beyond reasonable doubt had escaped the notice of the GAG, which undoubtedly would have done everything it could to monitor someone of his rank who was known to be very close to several prominent traitors.

I feel like as far as it's presented in canon, Wedge's arc in LotF is pretty much complete by the time Fury kicks off. He spent Betrayal and Exile being chewed up and shat out by both sides of the war, causes and organizations he once honestly believed were worth fighting for. At this point, he aligns with the goals of the Jedi in removing Caedus from power, because of all the atrocities Caedus is committing, but actually Wedge doesn't give half a shit about the Alliance.

Wedge in LotF is tired of making sacrifices for the concept of "making the galaxy better," as consensuses and politicians and idealists define "better." All he has left to care about are people. His goal is the removal of Caedus from power, because Caedus is killing people who don't deserve it. His motive - the thing that keeps him fighting every day, the reason he isn't content to sit this out and let younger people handle it - is his family.

Luke, Iella, Corran, Syal, Tycho, Myri, Mirax, Han, Booster, Jag, Winter, Jaina, Wes, Leia, and many more that I don't think I need to list exhaustively to make my point.

And, like. Not quite as much as it is for Han and Leia, of course, but Jacen's fall is plenty personal for Wedge, too.

Part of the point of this story is kind of to pass the torch in terms of showing how Wedge gets the relatively happy ending that he does, and getting Syal to a point where she can stop seeing her father's legend as a standard against which to measure her entire self-worth, and be proud of herself for her own accomplishments, and be comfortable trying to carry on the good he did for the galaxy, starting with taking up the leadership of the famous Rogues.

My attention span is limited, so I'll cut to the next big thing: Gavin.

As you may have guessed, this story is basically going to take place in the same time frame as LotF: Invincible. In that book, there is an offhand reference to Admiral Gavin Darklighter still taking orders from Caedus. I don't remember the context of that mention, but I have some stuff planned for Gavin.

Specifically: He's the member of this huge extended family who had no way out of the Alliance, and no one else could get him out, and since Tycho left with Niathal, Gavin's under constant observation from GAG, and he regularly meets in person with Caedus, so he can barely even think about anything disloyal.

Caedus senses an opportunity and preys upon the helplessness of Gavin's situation, combined with a generous amount of Sith mind-tricking, to subtly manipulate him into believing he's been abandoned by everyone he loves for his loyalty to the Alliance, just like Caedus thinks he was. Caedus doesn't want to fuck with Gavin's head too much, because the guy is a genuinely good commander and leader, and Caedus doesn't want to ruin such a valuable asset to the Alliance.

He's wrong, of course. Tycho in particular tried everything he could to find some way to get Gavin out, or at least to send him a message, but he failed, and it haunts him.

Caedus sends Gavin after Tycho, who has his own fleet among Niathal's loyalists. For some reason, I think probably having to do with the game of 11-dimensional Force chess that Luke's playing with Caedus, Wedge and Syal are sent to join Tycho's fleet.

In this matchup, Gavin has a far larger fleet, so there's plenty of tension. Part of what's exactly going on is that Wedge and Tycho are trying to tie up Gavin's fleet long enough to prevent it from joining the simultaneous attack against the beleaguered coalition forces defending the Maad System.

It's kind of reminiscent of Wedge defending Borleias from the Vong, in that they need a similar kind of psychological warfare method, a bait with which to tempt the enemy into acting the way they want.

But this time, instead of a fake superweapon and some religious offenses, they have to do something that's personal to a version of Gavin who believes they all betrayed him.

There is a lot of pain, all around.

I mean, Gavin's not stupid because of it, but Wedge has to be the best admiral alive at this point (though Luke's probably better at some forms of strategy) and both he and Tycho are significantly more experienced. Most importantly, they all know each other.

I'm running out of attention to figure out the details of this, but eventually Gavin breaks the Sith brainwashing and figures out what actually happened, and there are emotions.

(As a completely unintentional (on my part) side effect, having experienced that specific kind of Force bullshit before and maybe had some Jedi mind-healing sessions for the scars might mean that at the end of FotJ, he's able to recognize what Abeloth's doing and maybe resist it to some extent.)

There is more that I have to say here, but at the moment I have no more attention span for this.

#star wars legends #legacy of the force #syal antilles #wedge antilles #tycho celchu #gavin darklighter #darth caedus

[inej-ruination-ghafa]

PLAYING WITH THE BOYS

PART 12; AFTER CHASING SUNSETS

Warnings: mentions of death, mentions panic attacks, ptsd, mental health, fears of death, swearing, suggestive language, commitment

Summary: Robin finally finds out why he left and the reason breaks her more than she ever expected it to but now she has closure, or a new beginning

Wordcount: 2.3k

Robin sat at home, eyes trained on some miscellaneous object in the distance as she heard the muffled sounds of her mother and sister in the other room. Bradley had brought her home that afternoon, driving her back to the house and dropping her off. 

She had begged for him to stay and he reluctantly agreed. They had ordered pizza in and had sat and watched a film. 

She was enjoying the domesticity of the whole thing and could almost imagine the rest of her life with him. She could imagine marrying this man, having his children, working in the hangar together until they retired. 

The thought made her smile and she ignored all the issues that they had just for a second as she imagined their house, brimming with joy. It seemed perfect. 

He walked back in, sitting down next to her and she wanted to forget about the mission and just hang out like they weren't scared of what was going to happen and scared that he could die, leaving her. 

He only had her and Maverick, the latter was more estranged from his life. He didn't want to have to put all the pressure on her, even now. 

“How are you after today?” he asked, looking into her eyes. 

She sighed, “Better, I haven't really reacted like that for a while. I guess all the emotions of Allana were all brought back up with the crash,” she explained. 

When they had gone down, all Robin could think about was the sight of her best friend dead in her arms in that forest. It wasn't just Allana who died that day, part of Robin had died too. She had broken her leg and had crawled all the way to her best friend, her head bludgeoned against the rock. The image still haunted her, in nightmares, during the day, earlier today when she had envisioned the same thing happening to Phoenix or Bob. 

She remembered having to tell Allana's parents about what had happened and the moment that her mother had broken down in tears in her fathers arms. Her younger sister had been called as well and the girl just sobbed over the phone. 

“I was really worried about you,” he said, a sad smile on his face as he looked at him. 

“You really helped me Bradley, it meant a lot that you cared so much,” she said. 

She wanted to tell him just how much it had helped her. Just his presence had calmed her down completely and just knowing that he cared enough to stay made her forget it all. 

That's one thing that this mission has allowed her to do. She had managed to forgive him for everything that happened in the years prior. 

"I'm worried about the mission too,” he stated, shaking his head, “Its stupid, I know,”

"You don't have to be worried," she replied, placing her hand over his. 

"What if I don't make it this time?" he asked, running his hand through his hair. Robin cant remember the last time that she had seen him this worried. 

"Don't say stuff like that," Robin said, the thought hurting too much. 

She was scared as well. Scared that she would be in that command room in three days and she would be listening to his plane crash into the cavern. That she would have to sit and do nothing as his plane exploded from a missile. She felt completely helpless at the idea and even after the target practice today, she was still horrified.

"But what if I don't? There's so much I want to tell you," he said, fingers tracing liht patterns on her skin. 

"Then tell me," she said,  smile on her face as she encouraged him to open up to her, "Brad, I'm always gonna be here for you and you know that you can tell me anything," 

"I want to tell you why I left," he said, averting his gaze from hers, almost like 

"Okay," she said. 

He took a deep breath, “I had found this box of stuff from my mum, like letters and notes and pictures of my family before my dad died,” he explained and she could see the tears beginning to form in his eyes as he told her about what was happening, “And all I could think of was you. I wanted this life with you and I had thrown it all away,” 

He ran a hand through his hair, almost nervous as he explained the situation to her. 

“So I drove to San Diego to see you again, to make it all better and I saw you sitting on a bench with Allana. You were eating ice cream I think and I realised how happy you looked there, happier without me,” he explained, biting his lip as he looked over at her, “And I didnt want to hurt you again so I drove away to my next mission,” 

“But why did you leave in the first place?” Robin questioned. It was the only question that she wanted the answer to, something that he had been avoiding since they had gotten back. 

He took a deep breath looking away from her. It was like he was trying to find the right words to explain but they were coming to him, “I remember being five years old and watching my mother sob in Mavericks arms as he told her about my dad having died. I, uh, I remember the weeks afterwards where she didn't seem at peace in her own home and I remember the tears in her eyes whenever we'd look at pictures or home videos,” he explained, “I was distraught after my dad's death but didn't quite understand how he could be dead. I didn't understand the workings of life and it broke my heart. I missed bedtime stories or letters he’d send home when deployed or the pasta that he used to make all the time because it was the only thing he could cook,”

He laughed at the memory, a sad smile on his face before he looked up at Robin, seeing that the girl had tears in her eyes as she heard his story. 

She'd never thought about how much his past had affected him in relationships, about how his fathers death would translate into his fear of commitment and of death, specifically leaving people behind after death. 

“I never wanted to do that to anyone. I told myself that I would never put someone through the same thing that I had to go through, that my mother had to go through,” he smiled as he looked up at her, “But then I met you. The most beautiful, funny and caring girl in the world who wasn't afraid to embarrass herself or stand up for others or get her hands dirty. I met you and I forgot about it all,” 

She was crying now, hand squeezing him as she noticed the tears that were welling up in his eyes too. She had never really seen him cry that much so it was clear he was emotional about what he was talking about. 

“Then I fell in love with you and I thought that it would be better to break your heart now then later when you had to bury me. I fell so madly in love with you that I wanted to start a family with you and then I realised that if I died, I'd leave you a widow with children to raise. I would have left my own child in the same way my dad had and I couldn't do that to you. You deserved the world, you deserved better than me,” 

“Bradley, all I ever wanted was you,” she said, her words coming out as a sob. 

“You didn't deserve the same life as my mother had. You deserved a husband who was there all the time and you didn't deserve to be a widow. So I made the decision to spare your feelings in the long run,” he explained, a single tear rolling down his cheek at his words. 

Now it all made sense, why he left so quickly, the reasons why he left. Robin felt a bit dumb for not having figured it out earlier. 

She knew that if he could, he'd go back and though it would be difficult, he would have chosen to stay with her and honestly, that meant the world. 

“Don't leave me again, next time you feel like that, you talk to me about it,” she said, a hand on his cheek. 

He leaned into her touch, a smile on his face, “I'm never leaving you again sweetheart,” he said, the words a promise to her. It was an oath and he wasn't going to break it. 

He pulled her closer to him so she was on his lap, body pressed up against him. 

"God you're so perfect," he whispered as he nuzzled his head against her neck, inhaling her sweet smell. It was distinct to her, this mix between vanilla and engine grease that he used to find hilarious and now, now he just found it addictive. 

He could have spent forever in her arms 

"I'm never-" he pressed a kiss to her jaw, "never," he kissed her cheek, "never," he kissed her lips, "-ever letting go of you again," 

She giggled, like a schoolgirl, and it made him laugh, the two falling into the domestic vibes of the moment. It seemed like just for a moment it was them against the world. 

It was so euphoric, the way that his lips were moving against hers, his hands sliding under her shirt. He never wanted to forget the curves of her body or the feel of her skin against his. 

The moment was so perfect until they realised that they were in Robin's house and her sister and mother were just next door. 

“Ew!” They heard a shrill voice exclaim and both turned to the doorframe to see Amelia standing there, arms crossed and a look of disgust plastered on her face as she realised what her sister was doing. 

“Leave us alone Amelia,” Robin said as Bradley placed his head on her chest to hide the red flush on his cheeks, his deep laugh reverberating through her chest.

“Leave us alone?” she repeated, questioning it, “This is my house too and you're the ones in a public space making out with each other!”

That was Penny's cue to come out of the kitchen, her brows furrowed in confusion but she understood what her second daughter meant when she saw Bradley and Robin. 

His hands were on her hips, no longer under her shirt and he had detached his lips from her neck. 

Penny sighed, "I can't believe you two," she stated, suppressing a smile. 

She was so glad that after all these years of moping around and dating guys who were never as good as Bradley, the two were back together. 

They had always been the perfect duo, never wanting to leave each other's sides and seemingly being able to read each other's minds. They were soulmates. Joined together by some other force that had managed to pull them back together and Penny knew that they were both going to make it back for the mission. 

"Mum!" she exclaimed, quickly moving so that she was no longer perched on her boyfriend's lap. 

"No, no, it's okay, as long as you guys don't have sex whilst we're on the house," she said with a smirk. They always forget that once upon a time, she was like that too. That once she had snuck around with Maverick behind her father, the admirals, back. 

"Oh god," Robin muttered, tucking her head in the crook of Bradleys neck so that her mother didn't have to see the red of her cheeks from how embarrassed she was. 

"Hey, you live under my roof, you follow my rules," she said and she looked up, seeing her mothers smug smile. 

"Technically I have equal share in the house," Robin stated, her hand still in Bradleys. 

"Don't be a smart ass Robin," penny said, raising an eyebrow at her daughter, “We’ll leave you to it, just no sex in the house,”

She groaned, “God, yes mum,” she said and her mum smiled before walking out, ushering an annoyed Amelia out. 

Penny smiled to herself. She leant against the door, looking at the scene. They were totally in love with one another and it felt like some sort of fairytale the way that they had gotten back together, like there was an invisible sting pulling them together despite the circumstances. 

“I adore you Robin Benjamin,” he said, brushing a piece of her out of her face, tucking it behind her ear. 

“I adore you too Bradley Bradshaw,” she said, a blush on her face as she leant in, connecting her lips with his. 

She sighed into the kiss. She could have stayed like that forever. The kiss was tender, a loving kiss shared between lovers and for the first time in seven years, that was what they were. Everything felt right and there were no secrets being kept and no lies and no fears, it was just the two of them, together at last. 

“You're it for me babe, I’m not leaving again,” he muttered against her lips before leaning in again, hand on the back of her neck as he pulled her towards him. 

Series Masterlist Part 12

A/N, it's nearly mission time and we're going to get to see Robin overcome her fears. Next chapter will be the funeral and then we'll get to some angsty good stuff

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[whois-miki]

my name is the only thing they can’t take.

Chapter 1 of Bloody Ballerina:

“my name is the only thing they can’t take.”

warning : none

“Azalea!”

Alanna called out to me, snapping me from my trance. Her auburn hair was twisted into two french braids that laid over her shoulders.

My hands fell from my knees to the dewy grass beneath me. I look into her irritated eyes and she says, “get up, it’s reaping day.”

My hands clench the grass that i was sitting on, like i was a small child trying to hold on to what i had left. My eyes find the fresh meadow again and i felt a sudden realization wash across me.

Reaping day.

The day where my name has a 1/100 chance of being pick. Or it could be Reed, or Allana.

They took so much away from me already. My mother, my father, my home, my twin brother. My name is the only thing they can’t take away from me.

……

I stand up with a shaky breath. Allana notices this and softly takes my hand in hers to lead me back home.

The walk from the forest is long. I can feel the rocks beneath me, from my worn out shoes.

When we get to our house, i shed my clothes and take a much needed bath.

The water felt cold and dunking my head under made it much worse. i sat there for a while, in the ice cold water, thinking about my twin brother screaming out for me to help him. I remembered just standing there as two peacekeepers drag him away. I remembered him freezing to death in the tundra arena whispering one word to his ally before passing.

“Azalea.”

I wondered if the icy water is what he felt as he took his final breaths. I wondered if i would ever be able to look in the mirror again without seeing him.

“Azie! get out and get dressed! we only have an hour!”

Reed shouted from the outside of the locked door of the bathroom. I stepped out of the cold bath, and shuddered at the blast of cold air. I dried off my hair and body before changing into my reaping dress. It was a light blue dress that had dirt stains along with grass stains near the bottom. I tied my hair up into two braids and squeezed my feet into my too tight dress shoes.

……

I joined my older brother and sister outside and we walked another mile to get to the Hall of Justice. I whispered a small ‘love you’ to my brother, and walked into the line of girls along with my sister. The peacekeeper pricked my finger and pressed it on a paper, like a stamp. i winced at the pain and joined the other 13 year old girls.

I zoned out as the video played, it talked about the war and how the hunger games brought the districts together. The whole video felt like a distant memory that had been played over and over.

“Now that is just a wonderful video!” Clementine spoke into the mic, a short feedback echoing into the crowd. “Now, as always, the girls go first.” she said with her squeaky voice.

“Azalea Ampere.”

I felt a wave of shock wash over me. My wide eyes flickered up from the floor. I had the urge to scream and cry on the floor, but i knew that if i did what Andrew did then i wouldn’t survive long.

“ah! there you are, sweetie! come up. up up up!” the escort said to me in a sweet tone. I walked up to the stage and i desperately look to my sister, almost pleading for her to volunteer. But she just looked down in shame knowing that she couldn’t bring herself to it.

“the boys, next!”

“Reed Ampere. now what a coincidence, two sibilings. brother and sister, wow!” Clementine said, rather excited. I felt two hand on each of my arms pulling me away from the stage and into a train.

……

Cold sweat drips down my face as i realize that it was just a dream. more like a nightmare. I look around and realize something again.

this isn’t my room.

this is a compartment in the tribute train.

and it wasn’t a dream. it was a memory. something i didn’t want to be true. I thought they could take my name away. i guess i was wrong.

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😭i’m so sorry this is actually a horrendous first chapter. i literally don’t know how to start a chapter 🤧

comment pls bc i’m bored and i need a reminder that i exist and people notice me. 🙏

#the hunger games #thg series #thg #district 5 #finnick odair #johanna mason #jenna ortega #charlie bushnell #walker scobell #xander hale #xander hawthorne #azalea ampere

[wonderlandleighleigh]

a continuation of when Esther catches Joel cheating on Mei, where Mei finally leaves him for good and what happens after that 😈

Esther frowns when she hears a loud banging on the front door, slipping out of bed and out of her room to see what's going on.

It's late, and rare that anyone ever comes knocking past midnight.

She follows her mother down the stairs and waits halfway down, as Midge opens the door, letting Mei in.

"Mei?"

"I finally saw her tonight," Mei babbles as they head into the cozy TV room just off the front hall. Esther descends a little more, but stays back. "Allana. I was at the club and there she was, and do you know who she looked like?"

Midge says nothing, merely pulling her dressing gown tighter around herself.

"You," Mei tells her without being prompted. "Allana looks like you! Fifteen years ago. When I met you. Joel is fucking your younger doppelganger. And I don't know why I'm surprised. He never got over you. He settled for me because he knew you couldn't forgive him. And then Lenny happened and you got over him, and Joel..Joel found another you. White. Blue-eyed. Brunette. Skinny. She's you."

"I'm so sorry, Mei," Midge says gently.

"You tried to warn me that he was a mess and I thought you were just jealous," Mei admits. "Because I was marrying your ex-husband, and you were struggling to make things work with a drug addict and I thought 'my life must look so good to her right now. I have what she wants.' But no. You really were trying to make sure I knew what I was getting into."

Midge takes a breath. "Joel is complicated. After we split up, he never really figured out how to live with the way things turned out."

"I can't go back," Mei mutters. "I can't. I can't do this anymore. I can't pretend like it's not happening."

Midge nods. "The guestroom has a great mattress and good air flow. You'll stay here tonight and then figure out what to do in the morning."

Esther watches for another moment as the two women who are both her mother. The tears in Mei’s eyes and the sympathy in Mama's, and then she quietly heads back up to bed.

#midge maisel #mei lin #esther maisel #fic #au #tmmm

[daeughterr]

Tenel Ka smiles to herself as she watched her daughter in the gardens— Allana has always shared her father’s love of animals.

“Mom, look!”

The smile on The Queen Mother’s face is rare but genuine— something reserved for a very select group of people.

She feels her heart flutter. And she can’t help but wish that Jacen was here. A part of her hopes that somehow he’ll appear, stumbling through the garden, wearing that crooked Solo grin.

“Do you want to hold him?”

Allana’s voice shakes her from her thoughts.

“Sure.” She smiles and accepts the small creature into her hands— hands that have both wielded her rancor tooth lightsaber with such ferocity and also tenderly held an infant Allana.

The duality is alarming at first— so many years have passed, so much has changed, and still—Tenel Ka remains.

Queen Mother is a mask she wears. Here, she can shed the formalities and be Mom.

She looks down at the lepi and feels strangely peaceful.

“Does he have a name yet?”

“Not yet.”

Tenel Ka chuckles.

It looks like she has a new task for the afternoon.

— A New Friend ( A Star Wars Legends drabble by @defeatedscreams )

#star wars #star wars legends #star wars eu #star wars expanded universe #tenel ka djo #jacen solo #darth caedus #allana solo #fanfic

[missnekonyan]

...Friends, pick me up, I'm scared- What is this on my dash???

#Allana's thoughts #When I hover over it; it says that it's a clown and I am legit terrified right now.

[bonivers]

something something knowing u have an irrational thought does NOT stop the thought🙄

#like ok. so it’s irrational. the .0001% chance is still there though have we thought of that…. #<- what it sounds like in my head #allana rants

[mcrcki]

@mischiefxmuses continued from here bc beta editor ://////////

"wait.. a vampire? no, cause-- kriff sion." sella felt like her voice was going to shake the moment he said that word, her stomach knotting as a cold chill went down her spine. "some vampire attacked me too. he didn't.. he didn't have dark hair but that's how i got hurt." that alone was enough to worry sella even more, if it had just been her who was attacked like that.. perhaps it would be simply just wrong place, wrong time. but sion too? she let out a shaky breath to steady herself at the thoughts that came thundering through her mind. "but that's the thing sion, sabina got her memories back.. she was attacked too, it's unrelated to our own attacks but.. she's back." she didn't want to get into all of those details at the moment, she was too exhausted to start that fight again, to defend allana and her own choices as well. "i don't know if sheev is going to be able to keep us all safe." she admitted, not when all three of them had gotten injured one way or another in just one night? how could sheev stop that from happening next time? how could sheev do anything to prevent it from being all four of them next time. it was foolish to think otherwise. she appreciated sion's support, and she smiled back at him, but it didn't quite meet her eyes. he didn't know why there was all of that anger, the disapproval, and she was sure if she explained what allana had done, he would change his tune. "forbidden love and all, seems fitting for how tragic our family is." she muttered, rubbing at her face as she tried to focus on getting answers, on fixing things. "i'll ask winter tomorrow. i'll see what i can find out. but please, can we keep this between us? at least for now."

#mischiefxmuses #s. interactions #sella || sion palpatine #injury mention tw #violence mention tw

[sadtranstheatreguy]

The First Chapter of a Trans!Anakin fic

Hello all, this is the first chapter of a fic I will be posting here and on ao3. I would love constructive criticism or anything else :) Have a great day/night.

TW for accidental misgendering

Shmi knew that the fact she was allowed to bring her child with her to the upcoming sale. She knew that her previously kind master, as kind as someone who owns slaves can be, was getting too old to keep his moisture farm. He let her keep her sweet baby girl. The universe gave her a gift, a miracle, in the form of a small cooing baby girl who she loving named Allana. The sweet button nose, the soft curl of her eyelashes to match her curled sandy brown locks, her eyes a beautiful blue and already so much expression came from them. Her sweet opinionated baby girl. She wept many times over her love for her. She didn't know it was possible to love something so much that she could weep at the sight if her. Her heart was filled with so much love over this small messy creature that was hers.

Shmi truly detested the market, the dehumanizing of the people sold there. As if they didn't have feelings of pain and joy, just as everyone else did. She truly was lucky that she was able to keep Allana so close to her. She could hear the screams of mothers being sold to different masters from their children. She hated them. She hated the people who took away her and other freedoms. Its frightened her how much she truly detested these... monsters. They weren't the ones who werent feeling beings, the people who enslaved them were the unfeeling ones. 

With sweat rolling down her back from the blaring Tatoine sun, she stepped onto the pedestal where she could be seen by her potential buyers. That thought caused her to be sick to her stomach. She heard the auctioneer announce her age, height, weight, and the fact that her child was to be sold with her. Allana is tightly wrapped to her chest with the softest and coolest cloth she had. It was worth everything to see her sweet baby girl sleeping soundly, brows pinching together every so often, hopefully stuck in a peaceful dream. 

She could see the ugly creature known as Watto was probably going to win her bid. She had to stifle a laugh filled with despair at the fact that she didn't even fetch that high of a price. Snapping her out of her thoughts was the rough shout of

"What is your baby?"

She knew he was a mechanic and scrap dealer who still thought that women were weak and subservient. With how many diffrent species out there you would think that all biasies would be gone but here they are. The other person that was bidding on her she knew nothing about. Go with the devil you know she supposed.

"He's my son."

This seemed to appise him because he ended up winning. She was grateful he didn't ask for a name because she wouldn't have been able to come up with one on the spot. She was still reeling from the fate she had just bestowed on her child. Thankfully he took her away immediately. 

"This is where you'll be staying. You will clean and help with customers. That son of yours better turn out strong because I took a gamble on him. Heh as much as I love gambling, I hate losing."

He left her to her tiny hut in the desert with nothing but measly rations, enough to keep her alive and her sweet baby girl. She cried and held her child to her even closer. She knew she had just made Allana's life so much harder. But she knew that if she didn't lie then. Watto would have sold her baby girl. She wouldn't have been useful in his eyes.

She rocked and sobbed with Allana clutched to her.

She sobbed into her soft locks, "I am so sorry my sweet girl. I didn't know what else to do. Please forgive me. I love you so much I couldn't bear to be parted from you." 

7 years later

"Allana?!"

She saw short sandy curls turn the corner at a run. The smiling face of her child wiped away her previous fear of losing her in the desert. She could a small assortment of droid parts in her arms and a bright smile that lit up her eyes. 

"Mama I found the parts I need! I can finish his inner workings and then all I'll need is his outer shell I was thinking..." She stopped listening to what she was saying and started focusing more on the facial expressions she made. It wasn't that she didn't care what her child said, it was more she couldn't hope to understand it. When Allana was finished she nodded her head and said

"Thats nice sweetie. I have some dinner for us made. If you run in now you can watch the rations rise." No matter how many times her Allana saw the rapid formation of the abysmal rations they were given it always seemed to amaze her. 

"Okay!" She went to run in before stopping slightly before the opening to the hut. "Mama can I..." Shmi smiled as she trailed off looking at the droid parts in her arms. 

"Yes you can bring droid parts to the table, as long as you don't get grease on your food!" Allana didn't even wait for her to finish the sentence before squealing in happiness and continuing her rushed way inside. 

Shmi put her face in her hands and chuckled. "What am I gonna do with her. I love her so much." Shmi took one last look at the setting desert sun and prepared herself for the whirlwind that was her daughter. She did have to admit that her stories of the day, no matter how obviously embellished on, made her happy that her sweet child could find some semblance of happiness in their situation. 

~

With their stomachs full they settled into a position they often did. Allana settled between her legs fiddling with droid parts while Shmi played with her hair. Braiding and undoing braids on Allanas short wavy hair. Most nights the air was filled with the stories of the day or Allana talking about what she was doing. They both knew that Shmi had no chance of really understanding, no matter how many times Allana explained, but it helped Allana think through her work and it filled Shmi with contentment. 

Shmi could feel Allanas hands still on the droid parts before she turned around to face her. Her legs were crossed and her face was scrunched in thought. Shmi resisted a chuckle at the perturbed expression and the ever moving hands still moving and adjusting pieces of mechanics. 

"Mama I have a question." Shmi nodded and placed her hand on her child's knee, slowly moving her thumb in a small circle to soothe her to continue.

"Why do you call me Allana when everyone else calls me Anakin?" Shmi sighed softly but smiled gently so Allana wouldn't worry.

"I've told you this story many times darling."

And exasperated huff came from her and her hands came up to help her talk. "I know mama but why? I like when everyone else calls me Anakin, it sounds like who I am! Its the name you gave me it... feels right." Another exasperated huff.

Shmi was confused but she wanted to help Alla- Anakin as best as possible. "Is it because its what you're used to or is it because its better. When you were born you were my sweet baby girl, and when.  came to buy us I knew that he wouldn't let me keep you if you were a girl. Which they way that you've proved yourself he would keep you anyway. In fact we could tell him that you are Allana if you wante-'

"No! You're-" A soft cry left her throat and tears streamed down her face. "I don't want to be Allana. I know thats who you wanted me to be but I don't want to be. I like being Anakin. It feels better, it feels like me. I hate being your daughter."

Shmis breath caught in her throat and she could feel her eyes sting. Anakin saw this and her eyes opened in realization of what she just said. 

"No not like. I mean I want to be your son! I don't-  I love-." He groaned and pulled at his hair. Before launching himself into his moms arms. His tear streaked face was pressed to her neck and his small arms clutched at her. Trying to make her understand his words. Her arms immediately circled around him and held him close. 

"I like when you call me Anakin. I like being a boy. I want to be a he, not a she. I know I'm still Allana, but I want to be Anakin. Same person, still me, but your son not your-" his breath hitched before pulling back to gauge his moms reaction. She smiled at him through her own tears. She reached out to cup his face in her hands. She softly wiped the tears from his face, her breath momentarily caught in her throat when he leaned into her touch. 

"Anakin." She could feel him stiffen even though she had called him that name so many times before. But this was the first time she called him that in private.

"I love you, so so much. Nothing will ever change that. Nothing." Her hands moved to his shoulder to squeeze softly. "You are my sweet, beautiful boy. If thats truly what you want, then I would be honored to call you my son. Nothing could ever change the fact that you are my child and I love you, no matter what form you take." 

He took her face gently in his small hands like she had done with him. He wiped the tears softly from her face with the brightest, biggest smile she had ever seen. Something warm curled around her, and she knew that she had done something right. 

He hopped up from the place he was sitting and danced around the room shouting, "My names Anakin and I am a boy!" He giggled and ran back over to his mom. "Say it again say it again!"

"Anakin." 

He laughed and ploped down into her lap to hug her again. She hugged him close and was happy. She grieved for the daughter she had just lost but rejoiced in the son she had gained.

The next night they buried the old pink scrap of fabric that Shmi used to tie his hair up with. Anakin smiled as he put in in the ground and hugged his mom as she threw the first fistful of sand on top on it. She kissed the top of his head and brought him inside. She had bought a piece of candy with some of what little money she had acquired. He laughed and hugged her as tight as his little arms allowed.

"I love you my sweet Anakin."

#anakin skywalker #fanfiction #Shmi skywalker #Transgender #Cute #ao3 #Obi-wan kenobi #Eventually #trans guy #star wars prequels #trans headcanon #fluff #first writing

[pixiesfz]

Omg I love your recent Kerstin fic. Would you consider doing a part 2 where we actually see Kerstin get jealous due to Courtney? Maybe some smut?

yes, yes, yes yes yes.!

jealousy k.c

plot: you and courtney become friends after being ex's for so long and kerstin gets a little jelly about it.

warnings: smut, public, part 2 of teammates

You were healing.

With the help of Kerstin of course.

You didn’t realize until the recent international camp where Australia would vs Uzbekistan when Courtney walked in and instead of a feeling of heartbreak washing over you, you finally saw her as a normal teammate, a friend almost.

“Media duties!” Macca called out with a grin as she held her phone and the tiny microphone which had some of the girls groaning.

“Partner up!” Allanna yelled from behind her she yelled and you were at the food table putting spaghetti in your bowl, meaning that when you went back to your table everyone was partnered up except for Courtney whom you both made awkward eye contact with another and Kyra coughed to save you both from it.

“I could switch” she offered to you but you shrugged your shoulders “It should be fine” you smiled and made your way over to her “Hey,” she said softly “Hi” you smiled, excited that you were finally feeling like her teammate again and not her ex.

“Excited for the games coming up, going to your homeland soon” she pointed out and you smiled “I haven’t seen my family since the break so I’m pretty excited, I’m giving my mum about 10 seconds before she starts to cry” you laughed and she joined you.

After a few seconds Courtney turned towards you “This is nice” was all she said and you nodded “Yeah” you breathed out and the two tall girls from your team walked over to you both with whiteboards “You have been chosen” Macca said in a weird voice you could only hear in star wars and you tilted your head “sorry I don’t speak Chewbacca”.

“C'mon” Allanna sighed and grabbed your hand, walking a bit faster so you were out of earshot of the other two “Are you okay?” she asked and you nodded “I’m okay” You smiled “Yeah?” Allana asked with a smile “Yeah” you confirmed and hugged into her side where she left a chaff kiss on your head.

“You know I didn’t like the idea of Kerstin taking you after what happened at the World Cup but you and her are really good together, even on the field,” she said to you and you blushed “C'mon let's just do this interview”.

You and Courtney both sat down together in the media room as a camera guy cleaned the camera Mackenzie held a script behind it and Allana held the mic. “Why did we need to clean the camera?” Courtney asked “Raso and Ellie did a try not to laugh challenge” the guy piped up and you laughed at the idea “oh that is chaos”.

“So you’re just gonna do like a ‘who’s most likely to’ kind of thing yeah?” Kenzie asked and you nodded and the camera started rolling.

“All right, who’s most likely to forget a teammate's birthday?” she asked and you wrote down Kyra’s name and turned it around at the same time as Courtney as the room erupted in laughter “Y/n” Courtney nudged your shoulder “what” you turned to her as your faces were close.

“It’s only out of us two”

Mackenzie and Allanna’s laughter filled the room again as your eyes bulged “Sorry Kyra!”.

“Who did you write anyway?” you asked as you rubbed Kyra’s name out “Me, you were always good with dates” She shrugged, and you nodded with a smile.

“Most likely to end up on Broadway?”

You both turned around your whiteboards to reveal your name “Me” you smiled “Fun fact: before I went into footy full time, I was always in my school musicals and local ones”

“And was even good at them” Courtney chimed as she remembered going to them.

“Most likely to go on Love Island?”

You thought about it for a second and then wrote down Courtney’s name, not sure if she would take it offensively but when you turned it around she laughed and you saw your name on hers “What?” you asked “Pretty people do well on Love island” Courtney pointed out with laughter and the comment went straight over your head “no you would do well in all like the challenges they do, you and your partner would dominate” you pointed out as everyone in the room was now laughing.

You both waved to the camera still laughing at each other as the cameraman turned it off.

“Well, at least I didn’t get water all over me this time”.

That night after dinner you laid on your bed with the phone in hand where Kerstin was “So how was tonight?" she asked after having a conversation all about her first couple of days "Good we did some media shots and I was with Courtney" you explained

You were too busy explaining your story that you didn’t see Kerstin's eyes when you mentioned your ex-girlfriend. “I miss you,” she told you with a smirk “Babe it’s been a week” you laughed but her stare didn’t change “I miss you too” you admitted with a smile.

“You getting a tan up in Spain?” you teased, and the girl smiled “Actually I was thinking we could come up here next break” she admitted and your smile widened “I’d love that”.

When you both hung up the phone for the night you saw that the admin had posted the video of you and Courtney, but you paid no mind to it, knowing what had happened in real life.

Kerstin sat in her bed and watched it, her eyes traveling to Courtney when her arm grabbed you and swivelled you around and told you that you were playing the game wrong. Then it went to her staring at you for a reaction whenever she turned her whiteboard around.

“Pretty people do well on Love Island”

Kerstin's eyebrows shot up at the blonde girl's (her words to her girl) words, she tried not to but her finer swiped up to see all the comments that had already flooded the video.

‘did they get back together?”

↪ we don’t even know if they ever broke up.

↪ isn’t she dating Kerstin

↪ just a rumour, just friends I think

↪ y/n and Courtney is an Australian power couple

↪ Kerstin and y/n are slow launching

↪ how many girfriends does this woman have?

Kerstin shut off her phone and put it on her bedside table with a groan.

She trusts you with every bone in her body and she knows you would never ever cheat, especially with Courtney but right now all she wanted was to push the blonde Australian away so people would know you were hers.

And hers only.

Tony took you off after 60 minutes, scoring two goals and assisting Mary for hers, you had the win in for sure and you helped your team make your way into the Olympics, jumping in joy from the sidelines when Caitlin scored her hattrick.

The game finished 7-1 and the Matilda’s team were singing random songs in the change rooms to celebrate. “Congrats” Courtney said as you walked in “thanks for the assistance” you smiled as you thought back to the first goal of the match.

You were on the wing, free as your defender got slightly confused and ran onto Raso. Courtney caught your eye as she dribbled and kicked with her right foot from their square to you where you hit it from your chest back down to your foot, giving you a clear way for a boot, which you did and thankfully the ball went in.

You jumped around in excitement as the team jumped on you, Courtney as well who lent her hand out to pick you up.

You walked away back to your cubby as Courtney watched you.

Allanna picked you up as you walked over “Can’t believe Tony took you off right before you got a hattrick” she groaned “It’s fine, he told me he wanted me fit and healthy for the Melbourne game cause he’s keeping me on for the full 90” you smirked and she gasped and smiled “Chicken!” Caitlin cheered over and sat down next to you “Got good news for you”

“What may that be?”

“Viv and I figured out that we and the Netherlands are gonna be at the same airport at the same time!” she told you quickly and you jumped up “fuck yes!” you cheered, ecstatic that you get to see your girlfriend.

“Alrighty girls!” Tony walked in “pack your bags cause we’re leaving bright and early in the morning!”

You weren’t usually a morning person but the idea of you seeing Kerstin again had you waking everyone else up to be quick, you even bought mini a coffee as Harper may have kept her up.

“Thanks, darl” she complimented you with a thankful smile as you walked together, Harper deciding to jump into your arms as you all walked onto the bus.

“Want y/n” she turned to her mum who shrugged “Take her,” she told you with a smile as you and the little one both cheered.

“You are happy,” Harper told you as you both sat down and you smiled “I get to see Kerstin” You smiled and the girl put her mouth in an ‘o’ shape letting out a little sound “I like Kerstin She gave me lollies” she smiled as she remembered when you took Kerstin to a ‘Tillies’ night out.

“That did not make your mummies happy,” you told her as you remember Kerstin apologizing as she didn’t know that the lollies she gave her had so much sugar in them.

The two of you fell asleep on the bus till you were shaken awake by her mother “I can still hold her” you promised her as you all walked in, quickly going through security with the little one stuck on your shoulder.

She didn’t wake until we all put our bags down “Kerstin” she mumbled and pointed before you turned around and indeed saw your girlfriend in all orange walking towards you, a slight sense of dominance as she locked eyes with you.

“You ruined my surprise little one,” she told Harper before wrapping her arms around you, squeezing you tight before pulling back and looking at you holding a child. “I look like a mum don’t I” you laughed

“milf”

“Kerstin” you scolded and grabbed her arm “C’mon let’s take her to her real mum” you smiled.

Although you loved the little girl, you just wanted to be with your girlfriend for the little time you had.

Dropping off Harper to Mini was easy but it was as you walked by your team members that Kerstin looked around for the blonde who was already watching you pass Mini the child, Kerstin didn’t like that.

“I have to go to the toilet come,” she told you, dragging you off.

You lightly scoffed “You need to learn how to control your bladder”.

You watched as Kerstin held you tight, turning from the regular girl's toilet last second to the disabled, throwing you in and quickly closing the doors behind her.

“Kerstin this is the-“ You were cut off by her lips on hers, moaning into her right away from the impact “Kirsten” you breathed out in between kisses, she simply shooshed you and travelled her lips down your neck, pushing you onto the sink “jump” she told you her hands grabbing your ass as you did and lowered you onto the bench top.

“we’re in public” you breathed out as she sucked onto your neck. She took her head away, looking at you with lust “I just want people to know what’s mine” she told you with a shrug as if it was the easiest thing to say in the world but you felt hot at the words, or maybe because it was the way her hands travelled up your legs as she said so.

“I am yours,” you told her and she crossed her head and tutted “Not everybody knows that,” she said and you thought back….Courtney.

“Are you jealous?” you ask as the woman's fingers played with your waistband “I don’t want anyone thinking they have a chance with you” She smiled and started pulling your shorts down, your underwear along with it, throwing it on the floor before her hands went under your thighs, pulling you towards her “so wet” she smiled, kissing up your legs.

“Did she ever make you this wet?”

You gasped at the words of your girlfriend, a new side that you had never seen of her, and you loved it.

“no” you mumbled as her kiss grew closer to where you needed her.

“Good girl”

Kerstin started slowly with a slow lick through your folds, moaning at the sight of her before she went in again, faster

“Oh fuck” you stuttered, your hand now tangled in her hair that she wore out, biting down on your lip to stop yourself from moaning.

But a buzzing sound interrupted your bliss.

Courtney.

“Answer it,” Kerstin told you before entering a finger into you.

“I-“ “Answer it or I won’t go any further” Kerstin looked into your eyes, silently telling you that she meant it.

“fuck” you cursed before pressing answer and lifting it to your ear as Kerstin eagerly watched you from underneath.

“hey” Courtney said on the phone “hi” you responded and Kersten started moving her finger slowly, you bit onto your free finger to stop yourself from any noise.

“Called cause you’ve been gone for a bit and we have to board in like twenty minutes” she said through the line “Lani said you could be with Kerstin but I just wanted to make sure”

At Kerstins name being dropped you looked down to the girl who was pumping her fingers into you, entering a second finger that made you gasp.

“Are you okay?” Courtneys voice rang out

“yep” you answered quickly, maybe a bit too quickly.

“okay uhm I could find you”

At the words Kerstin sped up and you moaned out into your hand so it was muffled “That’s-“ you started but stopped “That’s okay I’m good, be there in five-ten! minutes” you said but the squeeze of Kerstin's hands on your ass told you that you were going to be a bit longer.

“oh okay, well tell me if anything changes” Courtney offered and you nodded your head frantically, trying so hard not to scream out your lover's name “Yep okay bye” you said quickly before smashing the decline bottom and placing the phone on the table.

You took your hands in Kirstens hair again as you finally were able to release “oh fuck yes Kerstin” you breathed out as she let you ride out your high. When done you pulled her up by the front of her top and kissed her, lips molding together as you could taste yourself on her lips.

“You are so jealous”.

#woso x reader #woso #woso soccer #kerstin casparij x reader #kerstin casparij #man city

[mischiefxmuses]

closed starter for @tragcdysewn​ (Tenel to allana)

“No no it’s fine, have fun but know I won’t be too far away if you do get into trouble.” Being a bodyguard was pretty decent work for Tenel. The young girl she was watching was a good kid. Just an overprotective father. She watched the girl walk off with her friends and sighed. She was still so unsure about everything. Leia hurting Jacen. Jacen walking the fine line. Leia threatening and hurting Allana. Now Allana having no idea who she was... While in her thoughts she played with the engagement ring on her finger.

#allanareply #allanaxtenelthread05 #tenel & interactions #injury tw

[wolfanddragon98]

@dreaming-for-an-escape

Maeve wasn’t as thin as Margaery, never had been and probably never would be. Their cousin Allana used to like pointing that out to Maeve with a sneer whenever she visited during their youth. And when Maeve’s body started changing Allana’s comments became crueler. She would often say Maeve was pear shaped. 

The youngest Tyrell never thought being described as a fruit would be considered an insult. Back then Maeve did her best to ignore Allana’s taunting. She tried being like Margaery, who never let Allana’s cruel words upset her. Margaery for the most part remained unfazed, only really retaliating with cool words of her own whenever she would catch Allana mistreating her little sister. 

Maeve appreciated that, finding amusement in the way Allana would walk away with a loud huff. One time Allana had even tripped on her own skirts. Later on when asked by Margaery if Maeve were alright she’d answer with a nod, trying to look unbothered. Allana’s words stayed in the back of her head. Only becoming louder over the years when the difference between her body and Margaery's became more obvious. 

Just you wait, Maeve. Allana is like a bully who peaks in high school, but lets herself go after that.

I can't wait for Maeve to become Queen and get that confidence. Just imagine Allana at Maeve's coronation, bitter AF, being forced to bow to her.

Karma is a bitch.