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My Very Soul (Chapter 10)

Anakin Skywalker x Jedi!Reader

Link to Chapter 9

Warnings: none, just ani fluff, a padawan braid touch tehe

Summary: You reunite with Anakin and Master Obi-Wan for a very important meeting of the Galactic Senate

Word Count: 3.6k

"Anakin. Come in, Anakin." Anakin inhaled quickly, looking around him, roused by these familiar words, words he usually heard when there was trouble near.

"Stars, Anakin, what in blazes is happening in your head," Obi-Wan asked. It was a rhetorical question, Anakin knew, and he remembered where he was, remembered that he was not in any danger, though he had lost himself in thought. Obi-Wan sat next to him in the back of the transport, a large open-air speeder that was zooming across Coruscant. The pilot had been sent to retrieve Anakin and his Master from the landing pad. They'd just returned, and already, they had been summoned to attend a meeting of the senate by the Chancellor himself.

"All Jedi," Anakin asked, trying to remember how to move his tongue, "have been summoned to this meeting?"

"All Jedi currently on world, yes," Obi-Wan said, watching his usually very confident apprentice stumbling over his words. "And their Padawans." Obi-Wan gave Anakin a knowing look.

"Why?" In truth, Anakin didn't much care why the Jedi had been summoned to the political arena on this particular day. Focusing on the practical, however, was helping him to get ahold of himself, and not lose control of his hands.

"I've told you, Anakin," Obi-Wan said, his tone half-exasperated, half-concerned. "I believe the Senate is about to propose an unprecedented solution to the rogue acts of violence being commitment by these so-called 'separatists'."

"An army," Anakin repeated his Master's words, from earlier, when they had been discussing their own most recent mission. Still, Anakin struggled to focus on such an important conversation. Anakin and Obi-Wan had been back to Coruscant only twice in the last two years. Both of their return trips had been brief, and both times, you had been off world with your Master, serving the Republic from afar. Anakin knew the growing separatist movement was to blame for keeping the Jedi so busy, knew that the political situation had gone from bad to worse within the last few years, the foundations of the Republic, and thus the Jedi Order, cracking under the weight of trying to serve so many star systems. Still, Anakin couldn't think about the Republic, or the senate, or even the Chancellor. He could only think of you. The thought of seeing you again, today, after so much time had passed, was causing Anakin's limbs to go numb, his lips to struggle over words, his mind turning in circles.

"This will be an important meeting, my young Padawan," Obi-Wan said, clearly reading Anakin's mood. "You'd do well to keep your head."

"Yes, Master," Anakin managed. Normally he'd quip back at Obi-Wan. His Master was growing more critical as Anakin got older, and Anakin was tired of it. Today, however, he didn't have room to feel frustration over Obi-Wan's criticisms. Anakin's emotional system was full; it was overflowing.

Anakin absent-mindedly tried to pat down his hair, though it was short, and it usually looked the same no matter what he did. He wished he could have been given the chance to visit the refresher, or at the very least the chance to change out of the same clothes he'd been wearing for days, his tunic that had not been washed. These were the realities of being on assignment, and Anakin did not usually mind roughing it, but today, of all days? Did he have to appear before you without even water to splash on his face? Anakin casually gave his shoulder a sniff, patting down his hair again.

"I'm sure she will be very happy to see us," Obi-Wan said, turning to face Anakin fully as the speeder made its way to the senate building. Anakin could tell that Obi-Wan was trying to reassure him, but the words lit a fire inside of Anakin. How would you react to seeing him again, after so long? He'd tried so hard with you, tried to get you to stop viewing him as only a rival, tried to get you to see all of his best qualities. Before your separation, you had slowly begun to trust him, to open up to him, to view him as a friend...but now? Anakin was terrified you would have closed your feelings to him completely, or worse, that you would have forgotten about him, that you would regard him as a part of your distant past. What if you had found someone else to spar with? What if you had begun to open your heart to someone else? Had you thought about him at all in the last two years? There was no way of knowing.

"It's been two years, Master," Anakin said, his fear overtaking the misery he had unintentionally infused into this statement. Anakin folded his hands in his lap, but this was a mistake—the clammy coldness he felt in his stomach seemed to transfer to his palms, which were slick with sweat.

"All the more reason for a happy reunion," Obi-Wan replied, giving Anakin a deliberate smirk.

"It's impossible," you said flatly, refusing to concede. "There's no way the senate would even suggest—"

"You're being naïve," Eha told you. Her voice was calm, but firm. You walked with her toward the dome-shaped senate building. "I don't think there's a limit to what the senate might do, if the senators felt the Republic itself—and therefore, the source of their salaries—was threatened."

"A military creation act? On the floor of the Galactic Senate," you stated, incredulous. "There hasn't been a military operation of that scale since—"

Since you didn't know when. Maybe Eha was right, and you were just being an optimist. But what she was suggesting was preposterous—the Jedi would never agree to such a wildly violent solution to a problem that could surely be solved through diplomacy. For some reason, as you walked closer to the senate building, you felt a coldness run through your body. You wrapped your cloak around yourself, looking around in confusion. It was not a cold day.

"Y/N," Master Yuma called, walking up to you with a brilliant smile on her face. "They're back. Obi-Wan and Anakin have returned from Carlac."

You froze. You couldn't help it—you felt as if your insides had fallen out of you, and you were left standing here, an empty shell, nothing inside you but empty space. You felt Master Yuma intuit all of this in your Force presence, and you worked to push her out. You'd learned this skill of blocking others from sensing you through the Force only recently, but you were mastering it quickly. If you continued to practice, soon others—even Master Yuma—would only be able to intuit your emotions, your presence itself, when you allowed them to. Blocking her out with the Force took some effort, but you succeeded, though you knew it was somewhat futile. Master Yuma knew you so well, and interpreted your movements and gestures so easily, she didn't really need the Force to be able to understand what was going on in your mind. Still, you would rather keep your emotions to yourself, especially when it came to Anakin.

"Oh," you responded, rather stupidly. Master Yuma gave you a supportive grip on the arm. It had been two full years since the last time you'd seen Anakin, when the two of you had returned from Hoth. In those two years, your abilities had grown beyond even your own expectations. It didn't matter that you had missed Anakin's presence, didn't matter that your stomach turned into a thousand winged insects when you heard his name. You were so close to your goal of knighthood, and you would not let anything get in the way of it. I cannot lose focus, you told yourself. I will not lose focus.

You knew you must be kind to Anakin, but keep your distance, firm in your commitment to your ideals and to the Jedi Order. It was likely that his feelings had changed, in the last two years, you reminded yourself. Your stomach churned at the thought. It had been a long time, and he was a teenage boy, though not for much longer. Anakin was 19. In the time he'd been gone, he had become a man. Surely he'd gotten over those particular emotional impressions you'd been so used to reading in his presence. It will make things easier, you told yourself, trying to banish the misery that you felt at recognizing how likely it was, that Anakin felt differently than he had two years ago. Anakin was your old friend. Nothing more.

You waited with Master Yuma and Eha at the entrance to the senate building. Master Yuma was excited to see her old friend, and her face showed it. Eha was watching you, but you kept your face impassive, a small, polite smile on your lips. You greeted other Jedi as they entered, nodding to them professionally. As you were speaking to Master Plo, you felt a rift in the air. It was as if a hole had been ripped through the Force, so intense was the shift in the current that you felt. You took a deep breath.

"Obi-Wan," Master Yuma said warmly, embracing the Jedi Master with open arms. Behind their hugging figures you saw him, peering at you, his face forming a small smile, his posture demure.

Your breath left your body. Anakin looked different. He was so...tall. He towered over Obi-Wan. His face was tanned, and he was no longer the skinny 17-year-old he had been. His muscles had filled out to match his height. He looked as if he'd spent these last two years doing manual labor in a sunny climate. The effect was...quite nice.

"Hello," Anakin said, walking over to stand in front of you, mirroring your polite smile, his eyes twinkling. His presence in the Force could not have been in more contrast to his diffident posture—it was as if energy were exploding out of him, light, joy, fear, excitement. He could have powered half the stars in the sky, with his presence, so powerful was the emotional current you felt coming from your friend.

"Hi," you said, your voice cracking slightly. You cleared your throat. I will not, you repeated in your head, lose focus.

"I missed you," Anakin said, his smile faltering, the blue of his eyes standing out even more than usual against his tanned skin. Crap. Focus, you thought, looking into the blue, losing your train of thought. Did he always have to be so forthright?

"What, were there no good sparring partners in the Outer Rim?" you asked, sarcasm coloring your voice. You always found it miraculous, how well you were able to hide your emotions. It was a skill you desperately needed, right now, and you thanked the stars you sounded somewhat normal. Anakin laughed.

"No," Anakin replied, his smile growing wider. "Not unless you count pirates."

"Only if they're good with a saber," you countered. Anakin's smile was contagious.

"Not so much," Anakin admitted. "Truthfully, there wasn't much company on Carlac." He stepped closer to you, his eyes betraying a hint of anxiety. "What about you? Did you...find any good sparring partners, while I was gone?" A nervousness had slipped into Anakin's casual tone. You intuited the meaning behind his question easily, and your heart flipped.

"None as good as you," you admitted. The honesty was worth seeing Anakin's face break into a complete and utter joy. He was beaming. It was dazzling. You smiled back, that little voice inside yourself yelling to you in warning. "It is a shame," you continued matter-of-factly, "that there wasn't anyone on Carlac to tell you how ridiculous your tan looks." You raised your eyebrows and enunciated the words, the hint of a sardonic smile gracing your lips.

"Ridiculous?" Anakin asked, his mouth opening in mock offense, his eyes playful. "What do you mean, ridiculous?" Anakin reached his hand out, touching your Padawan braid between his fingers gently, his features forming a mischievous look. He stood over you, moving his fingers slowly down your braid, and you looked up into his eyes. You got lost in this exchange for just a moment.

"Hi, Anakin," Eha said from over your shoulder, and Anakin's smile fell slightly, looking at her as if he suddenly had realized she was there.

"Oh, hi, Eha," Anakin said awkwardly, taking a step away from you, dropping your braid.

"Good to see you, Y/N," Obi-Wan said, grasping your arm affectionately. "It's been too long."

"It has, Master Obi-Wan," you said, smiling at him.

"I hear you have been advancing quickly," Obi-Wan said, smiling back at you, his eyes sparkling with pride. You looked down, biting your lip.

"Only because of Master Yuma's patience," you said, looking to your Master.

"I'm sure Y/N will get to show you some of her new skills," Master Yuma said, putting a comforting hand behind your back. "Right now, however, we're expected in the senate chambers."

Eha squeezed your hand, giving you a significant look before running off to find her Master. You and Anakin followed your Masters through the hallway, making your way to the balcony from which you would view the proceedings. For some reason, though, when you came to the lift, Master Obi-Wan pressed down instead of up.

"Where are we—?" you started to ask.

"The Chancellor has requested an audience," Obi-Wan said quietly, as if this was of no concern. "It won't take long." You crinkled your eyebrows, looking to Master Yuma. She shrugged. The lift moved downward, with you, Anakin, Master Obi-Wan, and Master Yuma standing awkwardly close together. The whole of the lift was filled with an incredible happiness. You felt as if this elation could lift you off the ground, so thick it was in the air. You blushed. Did Anakin really have to project his feelings so very loudly? You knew Master Yuma was reading the current in the air as easily as you were, and you guessed that Master Obi-Wan was also very aware of Anakin's feelings, and the reason behind them. Anakin might as well be shouting aloud, singing his emotions for everyone to hear. It was horribly embarrassing, but at the same time, you couldn't help but melt into the joy in the air, feeling it yourself. You worked to keep your Force block in place, worked to keep everyone out of your own head. You didn't want anyone else to feel your own sense of excitement at this reunion. You kept it small, hidden, folded into the very depths of yourself.

The doors to the lift opened, and you followed your Master through a small hallway into a chamber. You recognized the podium in the center of this chamber as the one that the Supreme Chancellor inhabited during senate meetings, though it was usually high up, in the center of the large arena full of senators. You realized that you were, now, underneath that large arena, in a sort of staging area.

"Master Kenobi," a warm voice greeted, and you turned to see the Chancellor himself walking toward the group of you, his arms outstretched in welcome. "How wonderful to see you back on Coruscant."

"We're glad to be back, Chancellor Palpatine," Obi-Wan greeted, shaking the politician's hand.

"And Anakin, goodness, you're growing into quite the young man," the Chancellor said, turning to Anakin, "and quite the Jedi, so I hear." Anakin smiled humbly at the Chancellor. It was odd—the Chancellor greeted Anakin as if they were old friends. You felt Anakin's lingering feelings from your reunion in the air, and felt in Master Obi-Wan a sense of apprehension. Whether this apprehension was due to greeting the Chancellor, or because of the meeting about to take place, you didn't know. You saw Master Yuma bow to the Chancellor, and you followed suit.

"Ah, and Master Yuma as well," the Chancellor said, grasping her hand. "Lovely to see you again."

"And you, Chancellor Palpatine. You look well." Master Yuma's tone was polite and reverential.

"This must be your Padawan, the star pupil I have heard so much about," Chancellor Palpatine said, turning to you, and you swallowed. The Chancellor himself had heard about you?

"It's an honor to meet you, Chancellor," you said politely, nodding to him. You felt out through the Force, trying to gauge the man in front of you, but for some reason, you felt nothing emanating from his presence, no emotions at all. It wasn't that uncommon, you reasoned, for you to meet someone whom you had trouble reading. These people were usually the unemotional type—since your Force abilities relied on the emotions of others, people who were less inclined to emotion, who were more practical, were not as easy for you to read. Still, even with those people, you usually felt a hint of something in their presence, even if it was faint. From the Chancellor you felt nothing at all. This puzzled you.

"I'm afraid I've called you here under less than ideal circumstances," the Chancellor said to Obi-Wan, heading back in the direction of his podium, where two assistants waited.

"I figured it wouldn't be good news," Obi-Wan said honestly. "The situation in the Outer Rim, as you know, has deteriorated under separatist influence."

"This is precisely what I would like to discuss," Chancellor Palpatine replied, turning to sit on his podium as the group of Jedi stood around him. "Today, a collection of senators will propose a military creation act. Though I predict this proposal will not lead to a successful vote, it is my fear that these senators might be in danger following their act of bravery today."

"You don't believe there is a chance this act will be successful?" Master Obi-Wan asked, stroking his beard, looking deep in thought. You felt his unease grow in the Force.

"It seems highly unlikely," Chancellor Palpatine countered. "The number of senators who I believe will create a strong opposition...well, it will take some time to glean the reality of the situation. During that time, it is my desire that the senators who are behind this proposal be personally protected."

"You are requesting a Jedi presence, while this political issue is being resolved?" Master Yuma asked thoughtfully.

"It would give me peace of mind," the Chancellor said softly, "to know that these separatists could not impact or sway the opinions of other senators, through violence."

"We will be happy to oblige your request, Chancellor." Obi-Wan turned to Master Yuma. "Though of course we must discuss this with the council."

"Certainly. And of course, Master Yuma and her Padawan should join you, if you are to act as security in the senate apartments," the Chancellor said, looking briefly between you and Anakin. "I personally would feel more at ease, knowing that your talented Padawans are in on the protection efforts."

"Of course," Obi-Wan said, glancing from you and back to Anakin.

"Well, I must take my leave, as I am needed elsewhere," Chancellor Palpatine said, his tone turning more professional. This was your cue to leave.

"Protection is a job for local security, not Jedi," Anakin whispered to Obi-Wan, his brow furrowed. The four of you sat in the balcony amidst the other Jedi, viewing the senate proceedings below.

"Hush, Anakin, not now. I need to listen," Obi-Wan said, watching as Senator Onaconda Farr began to speak. You felt Anakin's discomfort through the Force, a small drop in the vast sea of his Force presence, which was still completely overwhelmed by elation, a giddiness that was distracting you from the meeting unfolding below. You turned to Master Yuma.

"Was Chancellor Palpatine ever a Jedi?" you asked, your confusion reading on your face.

"What?" Master Yuma asked, her eyes still on the senator. "No," she whispered, looking back at you. "Why?"

"I don't know...no reason, I guess," you responded quietly, deep in thought. You supposed being unemotional might be a useful personality trait for a politician. Still, something about the Chancellor confused you, as if he were multiple conflicting things.

"Do you really think the Republic might create a military?" you whispered in Anakin's ear, your heart beating quickly, for a variety of reasons.

"I don't know," Anakin responded, turning to you, his face very close to yours. You could feel his breath on your face. "Why shouldn't the Republic have a military? It would make it so that we could more easily solve problems."

"Yes, but solve problems through violence," you whispered in reply, distracted from Anakin's face momentarily by the absurdity of his words. He was still gazing at you, and you felt his thoughts go in the opposite direction from violence. His emotional current had not changed much since you had first greeted each other, and it had not lessened in its intensity.

"It is good to see you," Anakin whispered, his emotions spilling out of his blue eyes. You inhaled, holding your breath. "I didn't know if I would ever see you, again...it's been so long..."

"I know," you told him shortly, in a whisper, and these words seemed to elicit a response from him, his eyes widening.

"If the council approves the Chancellor's request," Anakin whispered slowly, looking back to the center of the senate arena, "then we'll be working with each other, again." His eyes shined with happiness at these words.

"Yeah," you scoffed, "protecting militant-leaning senators." You too looked down at the arena.

"Together," Anakin whispered, looking back at you. You didn't need to turn back to look at him. You felt the intensity of his Force presence. You repeated your mantra to yourself in your head, but it didn't matter. The focus you had perfected over these last few years was cracking so easily under the pressure of Anakin's gaze. You worked the air in and out of your lungs. You didn't know what was to come in the future, but you knew one thing: you were in big trouble.

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heruntoldfeelingss · 7 months

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Mujhse ab kuch kaha nahi jaata,

Mei likhu toh kya likhu-

Mere alfaazon mein ab vo baat nahi

Mera dil jaise sehma hua hai,

Kisi bhaari bojh taley daba hua sa hai.

Itna tehes nahes hua hai sabkuch,

Mei shuruwaat kahan se karu.

Tabah hua sab kuch ab,

Mere shauk bhi saare raakh hue.

Meri kalam kahin khogayi hai,

Apno ko dhundte dhundte.

Mujhse matt pucho mei kahan hoon,

Mei yahan ho k bhi nahi hoon.

#writerscommunity #aestheitcs #spilled ink #writing #poetry #aesthetic quotes #love quotes #urdu aesthetic #urdu poems #urdu poetry #urdu words #urdu quote #desi academia #desi posts

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operation-steal-chans-laptop · 10 months

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Its been 3 days,

Where I saw that clip of chris hugging jeongin by wrapping his arms around innie's waist,

And now I cannot, stop thinking about chris's obsession with holding on to waists

Whether it be subtly grinding into his partner's ass with his hands firm on her waist

Or his grip while giving backshots, grabbing and bruising and everything

Or his bug palms, resting on my stomach, pressing into my lower stomach while he fucks me brainless in missionary, making sure I know how deep he is

"Feel that babygirl? Ohh I'm so deeep -ngh fuuuuuuck your cunt is so tight ho- holy shit baby oh fuck"

"Baby wait. You- do you feel this? Oh fuck I'm bulging inside you baby ohh look at that fucking spectacular oh shit you're soo good to me princess oh this cunt is all mine, all for daddy yeah?"

-💌

Your favourite anon tehee😘

RESPECTFULLY FUCK OFFFFFFF 😭

size kink chan + bulge kink chan makes my brain malfunction

Thinking about how cocky chan would feel when he places his hands on your waist and how easily you move when he guides you or how you whimper slightly when his grip tightens and his fingers sink deeper into your skin 😫

#💌-Sarah’s Inbox #💌 anon

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yonoyonoyo · 1 year

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Some thoughts about my new Jennette centric au

-It's name is "Crystalline roses and Cobalt thorns"

-Basically this is an au where both lp!Jennette and lp!Athanasia reincarnate

-Jen still yearns for love and appreciation. But is careful about who to pursue it from. (e.g Ignores Alpheus and Claude because they both used her but still wanting Kiel's attention) She's more stubborn and sassy too

-Jen knows that Athy hates her, but she still loves her princess and can even be a little possessive and clingy(which makes Athy VERY confused)

-Honestly most of the plot is of Athy vying for the throne and trying to get revenge on Jen, but Jen is like "oh ho ho silly little Athy tehee" and causing Athy's mental state to go wild and bounce around the walls

-Jen is still very much prone to guilt-tripping and whining to get her way. She becomes more manipulative too.

-Leti and Arhul are here :D. They're here because we need characters who are sane and don't have parental issued to balance out the cast.

-Letizia is Jen's personal maid turned personal knight as well. Jen's main priority is still Athy but they're able to make time for and each other. Jen has someone that will be honest with and can will go along with her weird kinks. Letizia has someone who can be patient with her and is willing to put up with her weird kinks (Omg Jennezia neurodivergent couple!?👀)

-Athy at first pursue's Kiel but ends up with Arhul because I said so(fight me). It's gonna be messy though.

-Lucas is now Jen's new father figure, it does not help that some of Lucas's mana was used to create her.

-I'l be using a shitton of @jeweled-blue-eyes headcanons and posts

#who made me a princess #wmmap #suddenly became a princess one day #i suddenly became a princess #oc #wmmap oc

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sheer--chaos · 7 months

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funny how i would gloat ki aajkal sad songs feel hone band ho gaye hai yarr, and today, I'm scared ki agar galati se bhi chand liney sunn li, toh aankhe tehes nehes ho jaayengi.

#bhajansalltheway

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tequilatalks · 7 months

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Vo baat ye haina

Ki mere dil ke shehar mai

Nadiya behti hai uske Ishq ki

Jisme uski yaadon ki lehre

Uth ti hai , aur har lehar par

Mera dil kaanp jata hai

Kabhi baadh laa deta hai

Paani uss Nadi ka

Tehes mehes ho jata hai

Dil ka sheher mera

Orr sambhalta nahi

Boht hafto tak

#dark acadamia aesthetic #dark fantasy #dark academia #poetry #poem #poetic #positive thoughts #hindi shayari #hindistories #hinduism #vam #coffeepoetry #coffetime #writers on tumblr

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dorinnn · 11 months

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Drew these on phone and with my fingers♪

#enstars #ensemble stars #midori takamine #rinne amagi #keito hasumi #mitsuru tenma #tsumugi aoba #ibara saegusa #the difference between the 3 n the last one LORD.#i died in the process of these #tehe ho :9

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cuntstable · 2 years

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sexualizing men in my art a little bit as a lesbian is so fun. its like it does nothing for me but its like ooh im sipping a fun drink as a treat. im going like ”teheehee” and ”ohoho ho” the entire time its so great

#drawing sexy women is. well thats also rules. but im not going like ’tehee ohohoho ho ho hoo’ bc im being respectful when i do it #to be clear i respect mantits soooo much also. but its not serious to me. i hope its okay and that you understand <3

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pen1ag0n · 3 years

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Hey here's another thing I really appreciate about you: never knew why magazine ho was called magazine ho until u romanized it differently and I realized it was his name (am I dumb or stupid 🤷🏼‍♀️) tehe thanks

(on anon cause I'm shy uwu)

aaa thank you 💜 i'm not that great with puns so it took me a while to get it too, don't worry! i still wonder why they chose magazine ho instead of magajinho but 🤷‍♀️

for others still confused: its called magazine bc it's a monthly project. the ho is after ho in Jinho. in hangul magazine is spelled 매거진 and 진 is the same as 진호 in Jinho. so that's why magazine ho in hangul is 매거진호. magajinho might be confusing too (zin->jin?) but it's cuter than magazine ho dont @ me

#asks

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cyborgraptorprime · 4 years

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Anemone: Eureka Seven Hi Evolution

Let’s try and figure this out..

After watching the film, I had so many questions! Some I know we’ll have to wait for Eureka Seven Hi Evo 3, but there were so many scenes that had my brain twisting!! There isn’t going to be much of an order here, so bare with me as things go by a little chaotic like…

MAJOR spoilers down below

The world

So, looks like this world takes place in ANOTHER seperate universe in the E7 series. This time, it’s on Earth, in the year 2028 (I think) where humanity has been invaded by scub scab coral, specifically the ones we see are called the seventh Eureka aka “Eureka 7”. Now, does this mean there are other scab corals around the planet that are called Eureka 1- 6?

When diving into this film, I was curious if this movie connects to Hi Evo 1, since Anemone replaced what they previewed at the end of the first movie. Well, from what I noticed it seems that these two are indeed connected.

They mentioned “Silver Box” lots of times in the movie, the weapon we see in Hi Evo 1. I’ll get back to this one specifically, later.

Near the end of the film, we see the same Control Cluster shown in the first film.

Anemone witnesses the end of the first film, with Renton running, crying, and grinning as he goes to find Eureka. Again, more on this and Renton later.

When we see Nirvash type Z, he breaks out of some kind of egg. In Hi Evo 1, we see that same egg thing surrounding Dewey’s Devilfish after he survived the Summer of Love.

There lots of other things but I could, but I ain’t gonna list them all. Speaking of Dewey, what the hell happened to that guy? Dr Bear says the found him coming out half way through the scab coral. Is this Dewey the same one as Hi Evo 1? Possibly not, since he says the Renton in his world is dead(?). He also mentions that the stock footage other worlds Anemone sees, while she virtually dives, are not true and that his actual world is coming through the scab. What his actual world is, I believe the film left us wondering intentionally. Whatever it is, he’s obviously scheming something. He also mentions a bunch of mystic mumbo jumbo which makes me head go owy.

Silver Box

So, Silver Box was something I was completely not expecting to hear about again. From what we know, Silver Box is a musical warhead Adroc designed to combat the scabs. It lands on top of the Control Cluster and starts syncing with the scabs, bit then apparently goes out control. When Dewey goes to check it out, Silver Box is actually fully operational, but then swallows Dewey up in these red ribbons, protecting him from the Summer of Love. Then Adroc uses the Nirvash to “shutdown” The Silver Box, and its disappears. So what is it doing in Hi Evo 2? Before the climax, we see these red ribbons as the burst through the floor of the lab Anemone’s team was working in, carrying Anemone upwards. Dominic 2.0 also said that Silver Box wasnt working with him at one point too. One of the big hints was that Eureka seemed to be using Silver Box to create her different worlds. So, perhaps Silver Box was shut down in Hi Evo 1, but it already synced with the Cluster, making it possibly super charged? Like as if the two fused to make some kind of super world altering power?

Eureka and her “Dreams”

So, when we meet officially Eureka, she gets pissed at Anemone for not allowing her to be with Renton in these “dreams”. She later explains that in her world, Renton was swallowed up by her arm during Acperience (I’ll get to THAT later too). So she “dreams” up scenarios where she and Renton are still together. This, to us, is shown as all other continuities in the E7 franchise: The original series, AO, Pocket Rainbows, the games, fan art, and the manga. So does this mean this Eureka dreamed up all the past 10 years of the franchise? Honestly, I hope that’s not the case. Maybe with Silver Box’s help, Eureka was able to recreate/ copy other worlds that also had scabs (the other universes), and wanted to live out these fake existences as long as it means she’ll be with Renton?

Acperience

So if you’re a long time fan, and this word seems familiar, that is cause it is. Acperience was the title for 4 of the 50 episodes of the orignal series. Each episode contains a point where are main characters get in some form of contact with the scubs and enter their limbo-like world made for communication. Though they never mention it by name in the show (at least not from the dub that I can remember), the Hi Evo movies both describe this other worldly contact as Acperience. Hi Evo 1 mentions it when Renton places the Amnita Drive on Nirvash’s Compact Drive, starting the acperience. Then Hi Evo 2 calls it whenever Anemone travels from her world to Eureka’s.

Renton

One of the biggest reasons this film is a little confusing is thanks to this kid. So as mentioned above, what makes this story twist from the first Hi Evo 1, is that Renton dies in the acperience event that happens in the first film, yet as we know in Ho Evo 1, that’s the opposite. In fact, he stops it from happening and saves Eureka from decomposing. So do we have a split timeline in a universe where there’s already alternate timelines? Then, take make things even more confusing, turns out Renton’s not actually dead, but he’s in what looks like ANOTHER universe! We dont know which one for certain, but from what we see when we pass that strange cube we saw in the first film (maybe its quartz?), the world that Renton is on is very similar to the Earth we see know of the end of the original series, since we see that it has a large land mass covering half of the original planet.

He’s actually staring at an Earth and hes in a universe that just has two Earths! In Hi Evo 1, Adroc sees the quartz(?) and two Earths and calls it the “true world”. I thought we were seeing a multiverse effect of multiple Earths from multiple universes, but maybe he just saw two Earths? We also see in a quick, blink and you miss it, moment that Adrock is sent there too, after he stops Silver Box.

So the question is how did Renton get there? I think that when Renton was swallowed by Eureka’s arm, he actually got acperienced to that universe and is trying to find a way back.

The Ending

This was a literal wtf moment. So after defeating Eureka and possibly the Control Cluster/Silver Box hybrid, the scabs turn to dust and reveal that somehow, The Gekko and Gekkostate show up and break free from the scabs. Then we see Charles and Ray got there too! How?! Then Dewey walks out, being all ominous and shit. Then Eureka, Anemone, Dominic, and giant Gulliver (I’m not even gunna try to explain how they came to be alive, let’s just go with fatherly love) witness an giant egg with an completely new Nirvash showing revealing to Eureka that Renton is alive.

What?

I hope they explain that in Hi Evo 3, but I got a hunch that the next film wont anwser anything. (Let’s hope my hunches are worse than Anemone’s)

Trivia things I noticed

When a Nirvash attacks, it apparently only goes for 1246 seconds, just like the antibodies in the original series

When Anemone gets play-backed into the Spearhead, its has TheEnd color scheme which, I think, proves that TheEnd in Pocket Full of Rainbows was the same black spearhead in that film

Generation Bleu sign tehee!

Speaking of Gen Bleu, Mischa and Sonia name drop the Triton and Posiden. Maybe those crafts and their teams exist in this universe too!

The music the pilot plays while Nirvash X attacks is called Tiger Tracks, which is the actual name of the song composed for the original series. Good shit.

Obviously, the number 7 is a constant in this film. You see it everywhere.

#eureka seven #eureka seven hi evolution #anemone #hi evolution 2 #renton thurston #eureka #eureka 7 #e7

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Lust at first word 💝 Minsung 💝 Prologo ‘sei eccitato?’

Hyunjin cliccò sul suo telefono. Erano otto la dentro e l'app avrebbe scelto un nome casuale. C'era tantissima tensione nella stanza, il prossimo sarebbe stato un obbligo e non un obbligo normale, ma un obbligo hot. Erano stati troppo normali quella sera, quindi avevano deciso di aumentare il prezzo e passare al piccante. Hyunjin aveva già in mente qualcosina. La bottiglia sull'app girò. Rimaserò tutti per qualche secondo con il fiato sospeso. Jisung. Il nome sulla bottiglia segnava Jisung. Cosa? Speriamo almeno non sia niente di troppo piccante. Hyunjin sorrise malizioso, proprio quello di cui sperava. ‘Bene, bene. Jisung, per quest'obbligo, devi chiamare Lee Minho’ 'E chi è?’ 'Non lo sai? Beh, è una porno star ovvio. Ogni sera offre servizi di dirty talk, su cui sappiamo, i ragazzi fanno cose. Non fare quella faccia piccolino. È piuttosto famoso. Bene, adesso ti diamo il numero e chiami’ 'Ragazzi, ma siete pazzi? Non posso farlo.’ 'Devi, è un obbligo’ Jisung prese tremante il telefono tra le mani. Hyunjin dettò il numero e lui lo digitò con riluttanza. Il numero iniziò a squillare. Tutti lo guardavano con ansia. Rispose. E dio, la sua voce…era cosi roca, aveva una voce cosi bella a causa del suo lavoro? Jisung si chiese come suonasse la sua voce durante il sesso e si vergognò a quel pensiero. 'Ehy’ Jisung non rispose. 'Palli… palli’ Eh? Eh…? Suonava cosi sensuale detto da lui. Jisung non riusciva a dire una parola. Hyunjin fece segno di parlare. 'Ehy?’ Dall'altra parte calò il silenzio. 'Come ti chiami?’ Sembrava piuttosto normale per essere una porno star. Non poteva dire il suo vero nome. 'Hyunjin’ Hyunjin lo fissò male, beh, era colpa sua. 'Bene Hyunjin, quanti anni hai?’ Sussurrò quel nome in modo cosi sexy che desiderò di aver detto il suo vero nome. '24’ Non poteva dire di essere un ragazzino che era a malapena al suo primo anno di università. 'Abbiamo la stessa età, mi piace. Possiamo iniziare’ Iniziare? A fare cosa? Sentì dei sospiri. Ah… 'Cosa indossi?’ 'Una maglietta blu e dei pantaloni neri’ 'Togliti tutto. Ti voglio senza vestiti.’ 'O-okay’ Disse okay, ma in realtà non tolse nulla. Non poteva con tutti i suoi amici vicino. 'Sei senza vestiti? Perché io lo sono…’ Sentiva la situazione farsi calda e i suoi amici non la smettevano di fissarlo. 'Sai… cosa vorrei farti? Scoparti su un letto o magari in un posto proibito. Chissà magari in una classe, sui banchi. Ti sbatterei sulla cattedra. Potrei essere il tuo professore per un giorno. Con una camicia bianca e la cravatta al collo. Me la tireresti e io la scioglierei un pò. Potrei poi toglierli la cravatta con un gesto deciso e ti inizieresti a sbottonarmi la camicia…oppure potremmo farlo in un parco di notte? Ti piace l'idea? Di notte in un posto pubblico, non lo trovi eccitante? O ancora in un bagno, classico ma sempre bello. O per citarne sempre uno classico, il tavolo della cucina. La lavatrice? Ti sbatterei li sopra e poi entrerei in te e la lavatrice che balla, renderemo il tutto più bello, no? Potrei farti tante cose, toccarti ovunque. Toccarti punti che ti faranno godere tantissimo, punti che ti faranno provare piacere mai provato. Potrei toccarti… e toccarti e dirti. Poi potresti toccarmi tu, sotto, toccare la mia intimità e io ti direi “palli…”’ Jisung era rosso in viso. Super rosso. 'Ci sei? Sei occupato? Dimmi, sei eccitato? In quel momento Jisung non resse e chiuse la chiamata, buttando il cellulare a terra e correndo sul divano. Si copri con la coperta che avevano poggiato la. 'Dai Jisung, ci stavamo divertendo’ 'Voi!’ Urlò da sotto la coperta. Rimase li per tutto il resto della serata mentre gli altri continuavano con obblighi hot. Avrebbe preferito i loro che il suo. Hyunjin glielo passò, infondo doveva solo chiamarlo e aveva anche resistito un bel pò.

Minho era eccitato. Aveva come di consueto ricevuto una chiamata per il dirty talk. Il ragazzo gli era sembrato timido, ipotizzò fosse vergine. Era un esperto. Oppure era semplicemente timido perché non aveva mai provato il dirty talk o magari entrambe. Stava il fatto che la sua voce gentile, agitata e timida lo aveva eccitato parecchio. Aveva descritto posti dove avrebbero potuto farlo. Aveva immaginato cose poco caste che voleva già dire all'altro ma lui aveva riattaccato. Perché? Mentre lanciò un maledizione, si guardò la mano. Quanto avrebbe voluto avere il ragazzo li con se. Era appagato come non mai. Si accorse che il ragazzo aveva chiamato con il suo numero. Di solito i suoi clienti erano riservati e volevano mantenere il proprio numero segreto. Pensò al fatto che poteva chiamarlo, ma scosse la testa. Per quanto il ragazzo fosse eccitante, non mischiava la sua vita e il suo lavoro. Avrebbe sempre avuto il dubbio di come sarebbe stato possedere l'altro e sentirlo gemere eccitato sotto di lui.

Numero sconosciuto: Hai una bella voce

Sei eccitante

Chissà com'è possederti e sentirti gemere

Fossi li con te, ti farei godere come non mai

Toccati pensandomi

Sono eccitato

La voce del ragazzo scottava ancora la sua pelle. Era stato assolutamente uno dei momenti più imbarazzanti della sua vita. Oltretutto si era trovato dei messaggi poco soft sul telefono. Aveva controllato il numero, era lo stesso che aveva chiamato la sera prima mentre giocavano. Era il numero di Minho, la porno star. Non capiva, il servizio era solo di dirty talk, non sexting. In più a lui non interessava nessuno dei due. Si era solo dato del cretino tantissime volte, perché non aveva messo l'anonimo e quindi poteva essere rintracciato. Non ci aveva pensato, voleva solo fare quell'obbligo e passare oltre. Trovava strano il fatto che una porno star come Minho, che a detta di Hyunjin era molto famoso, si mettesse a scrivere a un ragazzino per chissà quale motivo. Provò a ignorarlo, aveva il suo lavoro da fare quella porno star no? Sicuramente più piacevole di stare seduti ore in un banco stretto ad ascoltare professori universitari. I messaggi inopportuni continuarono anche durante le lezioni, ma lui li notò solo uscito dall'ultima aula. Era indeciso se rispondere o meno, solo per dirgli di lasciarlo in pace, ma aveva paura di peggiorare il tutto facendolo. Lasciò stare per quel momento e ripose il cellullare per salire sull'autobus. Viveva da solo da quando aveva iniziato l'università e ne era grato. Aveva decisamente più liberta e privacy. Un pensiero gli balenò in testa. Ha instagram? Decise di andare a controllare per pura curiosità. Ovviamente aveva instagram. C'era un post recente, caricato 5 minuti prima.

LeeKnow_how to make you feel good:

Ciao bimbi (e bimbe) eccitati! Dove sono? Beh, so che siete curiosi, ma dovrete aspettare. Sarà un film bomba! Attenti (e attente) a non bagnarvi troppo quando uscirà! 😉😏

Era la prima volta che Jisung vedeva il volto della porno star. Doveva ammettere che era davvero bello. Era davvero affascinante e quella voce che aveva gli stava davvero bene. Quella però era una voce roca, fatta per eccitarlo. Chissà invece, com'era la sua voce non roca, era all'altezza di quel bel viso? Sicuramente. E chissà cosa si provava a passare una mano tra quei capelli o a tirarli durante… Gli arrivò un ennesimo messaggio e scosse la testa.

Numero sconosciuto: Voglio toccarti

Arrossì vistosamente e ringraziò che ormai fosse a casa. Okay, doveva porre fine a tutto quello.

Jisung: Scusa, questa cosa sta diventando pesante, puoi smetterla?

Numero sconosciuto: Sei eccitato?

Jisung: Mi ascolti? Se non la smetti ti denuncio… Vai a lavorare, non hai qualche porno da girare?

Numero sconosciuto: Certo. Ma abbiamo finito le prime riprese oggi. Dovresti vederlo ;) Si chiama “fuggitivo d'amore”. Proprio come stai fuggendo tu. Aspetta che ti prendo…oh si e vedi come ti piegherai al mio volere

Jisung: Per favore, mi stai mettendo a disagio.

Numero sconosciuto: Te ne sei andato in modo scortese. Sono davvero indignato. E dire che sono venuto ma non mi hai sentito…peccato per te

Jisung: Adesso basta. Seriamente. Vuoi passare dei guai?

Numero sconosciuto: Dai, non arrabbiarti micetto. Perché non mi fai le fusa? Tehee~ Dimmi il tuo cognome o non la smetterò ;)

Jisung: Hwang. Adesso mi lasci in pace?

Numero sconosciuto: Certo bimbo ;)

Dopo di quello i messaggi si fermarono e lui potè stare tranquillo. Tranquillo fino a quando Hyunjin non gli scrisse un messaggio dove diceva che Lee Minho la porno star aveva appena iniziato a seguirlo. Si era cacciato in uno grosso guaio. Il suo telefono squillo. 'Cosa c'è Hyunjin?’ 'Mi ha scritto su instagram’ 'Cosa? Minho?’ 'Gli hai detto il mio cognome? Perché?’ 'Ha iniziato a mandarmi dei messaggi e quello sembrava l'unico modo per farlo fermare’ 'Che messaggi?’ 'Poco casti’ 'Beh, wow. Hai catturato l'interesse di una porno star. E una pure famosa, parecchio famosa.’ 'Mi chiedo come tu faccia a saperlo’ 'Guardare i porno è normale’ 'Se lo dici tu. Comunque, quindi?’ 'Quindi io sono nella merda per colpa tua. Cioè si dovrei essere contento, ma ho già una cotta, lo sai. Non voglio finire nei casini…per quanto Lee Minho sia attraente e bravo non sarà la mia cotta e tutto questo potrebbe causarmi problemi ed è solo colpa tua’ 'La colpa è tua che hai scelto quell'obbligo. Invece di prendertela con me guarda meno porno e fatti meno seghe!’ Gli riattaccò il telefono in faccia. Okay, aveva sbagliato a dirgli il nome di Hyunjin, ma non pensava sarebbe successo tutto quel casino. Era stato Hyunjin per primo ad avere quella brillante idea. Lui si era rifiutato ma i suoi amici, soprattutto Hyunjin, avevano insistito. Adesso nei casini c'era Hyunjin. Però comunque bastava ignorarlo, no? Gli arrivò un messaggio da Hyunjin.

Hyunjin: Grazie campione eh! L'ho bloccato lol. Bloccalo anche tu cretino… A meno che non voglia farti qualche sega con il grande Lee Minho eheh~~

Lo insultò e poi cliccò sulla chat con Minho. C'era un nuovo messaggio.

Numero sconosciuto: Sei un bimbo cattivo. Perché mi hai bloccato? :(

Jisung: Sto per bloccarti anche qui.

E lo bloccò.

Minho era incazzato. Non aveva resistito e gli aveva mandato dei messaggi per vedere se gli rispondeva. Gli aveva risposto solo parecchie ore dopo e per dirgli di smetterla. Voleva solo divertirsi un pò, nulla di che. Perché l'aveva chiamato, se poi si era rifiutato di scambiare qualche messaggio piccantino? Sbuffò, aveva scoperto il suo cognome ma l'aveva bloccato su instagram e gli aveva anche bloccato il numero. Poteva crearsi un account fake, no? Scendere a quei livelli, solo per divertirsi un pò? No, non era da Lee Minho. Lui era una porno star super famosa e tutti cadevano ai suoi piedi. Quel clima di rifiuto non gli piaceva. Non c'era nessuna eccezione, l'avrebbe fatto cadere ai suoi piedi. Lo avrebbe implorato. Il giorno dopo avrebbe avuto altre riprese, la seconda parte del film. Almeno si sarebbe un pò rilassato. Anche se mentre girava una voce continuava a girargli nella testa, quella del ragazzo della chiamata. Gli avevano fatto i complimenti, come sempre ovvio. Però quel giorno di più, era stato molto più bravo delle volte precedenti. Quel film avrebbe fatto davvero successo. 'Okay Minho, siamo arrivati’ Mr.Wang gli diede una pacca sulla spalla. Era l'autista dell'autobus della troupe che lo seguiva in ogni film. Salutò Mr.Wang ed entrò in casa. Sbuffò ancora. Già aveva trasgredito alla sua regola contattandolo, l'altro come minimo doveva baciargli il culo. Beh, appena finite le riprese si sarebbe mosso. Non gli sarebbe scappato.

~~~~ Spero vi piaccia. Non dovrebbero esserci errori nel caso spariranno dopo Muah Palli per chi non lo sapesse è tipo “veloce veloce!” O una cosa cosi si. Minho lo dice effettivamente in un programma dove fa una sveglia mattutina (?). E boh okay

#minho #stray kids minho #Lee Minho #stray kids lee minho #stray kids #straykidsff #jisung #jisung stray kids #han #han jisung #jisung han #han jisung stray kids #jisung han stray

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