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"Sun and Rain Part 2: Age of the Empire"

Chapter 24

"A Captain's Return"

A "Bad Batch" fanfic!

Pairing: Hunter x fem OC, Echo (more best friend pairing)

A/N: Ahhhh man, we're back to the show!! This is getting exciting! And this is a chapter I've been looking forward to for a long time cuz well...the title and the picture says it all 😊 This is gonna be a good one!

Happy reading, my dears!! 💜

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《 Chapter 23

》 Chapter 25

All chapters (Part 2) (Part 1)

Explanation: Some time has passed and a familiar face reenters the lives of the Bad Batch and the Koriena Force.

About a month or so after the events of the Imperial gala, the Bad Batch found themselves in a chase, fleeing the planet they’d been sent to with special cargo they’d acquired. The gang of thieves they’d just stolen the cargo from had sent three of their vessels after them, chasing them out of the planet’s atmosphere and into space.

Hunter, who was on the tailgun of the Marauder firing at the ships, asked aloud both with urgency and irritation, “How much longer until we’re in hyperspace, Tech?”

“That depends on when Echo plans on getting the drive back online,” Tech fired back, casting an accusatory look at Echo, who was trying to fix the hyperdrive and was clearly not doing it at a pace Tech preferred.

“I’m working on it!” Echo replied, frustrated.

In the back, Kimber had helped Omega get into her seat and pulled her emergency bar over her head. Wrecker placed their cargo in the seat next to Omega, which was a medium-sized cage with a green and blue lizard.

“I don’t think Ruby likes this very much,” Omega commented.

“You named that thing?” Wrecker asked in disbelief as he sat down in the seat across from her and pulled his bar down.

“At least it’s a cute name,” said Kimber with a small shrug as she pulled the bar of the seat over the lizard’s cage.

Their pursuers continued shooting at their ship and Tech was doing his best to dodge and evade their attacks, but they were being relentless. The ship rocked a little as Tech took a sharp turn, causing Kimber to falter a little.

“What’s with these guys?” Wrecker questioned.

“Well, we did steal from them,” Omega pointed out.

From the cockpit, Tech replied, “Technically, the Rhokai stole the lizard first. We are merely intercepting it.”

“They don’t see it that way,” said Hunter as he continued shooting.

The ship took another turn, which caused Ruby’s cage to fall out from under the bar and onto the floor. The door to the cage swung open and Ruby skittered out, going for Wrecker’s leg and starting to climb him.

“It’s loose! It’s loose! Get it off!” he cried out in a panic, throwing up the bar from in front of him and jumping to his feet, trying to wrestle the lizard off of him and running around the back cabin.

“Wrecker, calm down! Stop moving!” cried Kimber, trying to help him, but she was unable to get a good look because he kept running around, yelling to get it off.

“Stay calm, you’re scaring her!” added Omega, who’d gotten out of her seat.

Ruby had climbed her way up to Wrecker’s head, obstructing his sight, which caused him to run into the back of one of the seats in the cockpit and he fell backwards to the floor. The lizard flew off his head and started to roll back down the aisle towards Omega.

“Hyperdrive’s online!” Echo called out.

Kimber called Omega’s name and tossed the lizard’s cage up to her. Omega caught the cage and trapped the lizard on the floor with it, alerting the others that she got her, and that gave Tech the go-ahead to make the jump to hyperspace. Seconds later, they entered the blue tunnel of hyperspace and escaped their Rhokai pursuers.

Once they knew they were safe, Kimber went up to Omega and commented, ruffling her hair, “Great catch, dear.”

“Thanks, Kimber,” said Omega, grinning, as she ushered Ruby into the cage and locked it.

Then Kimber went over to Wrecker and crouched next to him as he groaned, rubbing his head. “Are you okay, Wrecker?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine,” he answered.

Echo came over and both he and Kimber took each of Wrecker’s arms, pulling him back up to his feet. “Don’t worry, the lizard’s back in its cage,” Echo reassured the larger Clone.

“Good. I didn’t like that thing crawling all over me,” said Wrecker, shuddering slightly.

“She was scared, that’s all,” Omega tried to justify.

Hunter stated as he climbed down from the gunner’s mount, “It doesn’t matter. We got away and the lizard is back in the cage. Now, we can just focus on getting back to Ord Mantell.”

Tech turned in his pilot’s chair. “If I recall correctly, the Koriena Force should also be returning to Ord Mantell from a mission as we speak,” he spoke. “They should be arriving shortly after us.”

“Oh good,” said Kimber. Then she stole a glance over at Wrecker and Echo, knowing they both were thinking of their sweethearts in the other squad. Sure enough, both of their faces lit up just a little at hearing they’d be seeing the Koriena Force soon. Seeing that and how happy they were made Kimber smile.

This seemed to be their lives now: both squads would be sent out on jobs and sometimes it would be a few days when they’d all see each other again. They hadn’t been on another joint mission since the Imperial gala. Any time they all had to spend together were moments they treasured when they had them. This was the first time in a while that both squads would be coming back around the same time.

It was going to be an exciting time when they got back to Ord Mantell.

Now at Cid’s bar, Cid peered curiously into Ruby’s cage for a minute, examining the cargo she’d hired the Bad Batch to retrieve, and then commented, “That is one strange-looking lizard.”

“Says the other strange-looking lizard,” Kimber whispered to Tech beside her, who grinned in amusement.

“What’s your client want it for?” Echo asked Cid.

She just answered, “Maybe it’s a pet. Maybe he wants to turn it into a stew. Don’t know, don’t care.”

“As long as you get paid,” Hunter flatly stated.

“Now you’re catching on,” replied Cid. "And guess what? That means you get paid, too. Bring the lizard in the back." Then she started walking in the direction of her back office.

Kimber moved to grab Ruby's cage, but Echo beat her to it. "Don't worry, Kim. I've got this," he assured her.

"Well, what if I wanted to carry it?" she playfully whined, smirking, as Echo and Tech followed Cid.

Then Cid blurted out back over her shoulder, "Somebody better get it before my stick meets your backside!"

“Try it and you’ll find my blaster between your eyes,” Kimber muttered, irritated, under her breath. She'd been getting real tired of Cid's abrasive behavior towards them lately.

Hunter heard her and said to her quietly, placing a hand on her shoulder, “Easy, my love. Don’t let her get to you.”

She groaned. “She just always has to make some sort of comment towards us. It annoys me,” she said.

“I know, but you’re better than her. Don’t stoop to her level,” he told her.

“No promises,” she replied.

Hunter opened his mouth to say something back, but then he heard Omega say his name. When both he and Kimber turned around, they noticed both Omega and Wrecker standing behind them with expectant looks on their faces. Coming from both of them, that was never a great sign.

“What are you two up to?” Hunter asked them suspiciously.

“The mission’s over. Can we go?” Wrecker asked him, pointing back over his shoulder.

“Again?” Hunter questioned, exasperated.

“It’s a tradition,” said Wrecker with Omega smiling widely and nodding along with him.

Kimber couldn’t help but grin and shake her head, knowing exactly what Wrecker was referring to. In the last month, Wrecker and Omega had taken to going and getting Mantell Mix after every mission as a way to celebrate their success. Hunter seemed to not be entirely on board with the idea, hence why Wrecker was being so shy about it. She didn’t know if he just found it childish or if it was something else, but she didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. It was something fun and enjoyable they liked to do together.

“It makes the kid happy,” Wrecker added in a quiet voice to Hunter, though going by the judging look Omega was casting up at him, both Kimber and Hunter figured he wasn’t talking just about her.

“Uh-huh…the kid,” Hunter repeated sarcastically.

Kimber stepped up beside him and said to him, “Come on, Hunter, they’re just getting treats they love to celebrate; it’s a simple, innocent tradition they enjoy. Where’s the harm in letting them go again?” She put a hand on his arm, hoping that would help convince him.

Hunter groaned in defeat. He somehow knew that if Kimber stepped in, he was done for. She was a bit of an enabler when it came to Wrecker and Omega together. That and it was sometimes hard for him to say “no” to his beloved.

He heaved a sigh and relented by saying, “Don’t take long.”

With a triumphant laugh, Wrecker and Omega excitedly ran out of the building.

Once they were gone, Hunter looked to Kimber and told her, “Sometimes, I think you enable those two a little too much, sweetheart.”

“I do it because getting Mantell Mix with Wrecker gives Omega a chance to really be a kid and you know Wrecker encourages that, too. She doesn’t get many chances like that,” she explained as they both started walking towards Cid’s office.

“Well, if this habit of theirs comes back to bite us, you are responsible for them.” he stated.

“That’s fine,” she replied with a shrug, clearly not very worried about it.

They joined up with Tech and Echo in Cid’s office, who was sitting at her desk with an open case of credits. The lizard cage was on the desk and Ruby was clattering around inside. Echo and Tech both stepped aside and let Hunter and Kimber move in between them.

“All right, fellas, here’s your cut,” Cid spoke up, handing Hunter only three credits from the entire case.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You said the job paid three times this," he pointed out.

Slamming the case shut, she spat, "For me. Not for you."

This got on everyone's nerves immediately as Echo went on to ask, glaring at Cid, "And just how is this a mutually beneficial arrangement?"

"You're breathing, aren't ya?" was what Cid asked in response.

That answer rubbed Kimber the wrong way and she was not having it. "So you get all the money and we only get to keep on living with no way to provide for ourselves? Yeah, that seems very fair," she responded, her voice laced with both sarcasm and irritation. "How about next time, we keep all the money and you just get to keep breathing? That seems more mutually beneficial to me."

Cid shot her an unamused look. "You’re pushing your luck, Dollface."

"And you’re pushing my buttons, Cid," Kimber said back, her voice raising.

"I would advise you to keep calm, Kimber," Tech suggested.

The Trandoshan looked at Hunter and made the snide remark, “Yeah, keep your missus under control, Bandana.”

Those words set Kimber off and she took a step forward, an undeniable fire of rage in her eyes and her face. Hunter reached his arm out in front of her to stop her while Echo and Tech grabbed her arms.

“Kim, don’t,” Echo said in her ear.

Begrudgingly, she took a step back and the boys all released her. Though, they kept her in their peripherals in case Cid made another comment that would make Kimber angry again.

Cid sat back in her chair, picking up a datapad from her desk, and said, "Besides, I think I'm being rather generous to you guys considering the debt you owe me."

"What debt?" Hunter questioned. When she tossed the datapad to him, he picked it up and read aloud, "Docking fees, port charges, gear, fuel, rations…and twenty cartons of Mantell Mix?" Right away, he cast a look at Kimber. "What was that about it being a harmless tradition?" he asked almost in an "I told you so" kind of tone.

"I thought they'd be using their own money for that," she stated defensively. "I don't know why they've--"

She cut herself off as a distant memory returned to her mind of a certain short Force user giving Wrecker some advice a while back, her raspy voice echoing loud and clear in Kimber’s head.

"Save your credits, big guy. Tell the vendor to put the money on Cid's tab. If she's gonna be snippy, make her pay for it."

“Rina…,” she sighed, realizing that Wrecker must’ve taken her seriously.

“You need to find them and tell them that using Cid to pay for the mix has gotten way out of hand and they need to stop now,” Hunter told her.

She rolled her eyes. “All right, fine,” she droned as she turned on her heel to head out of the office. “Anything to get away from Cid,” she then muttered.

After she left, Cid asked, primarily focusing on Hunter, “What’s the deal with your Missus, huh?”

Glowering down at the lizard lady, he firmly stated in annoyance, “Don’t call her that.”

“Why not? You two are married, aren’t ya?” she questioned.

Before Hunter could answer, Tech clarified for him, adjusting his goggles, “That would be an incorrect assumption. Hunter and Kimber are indeed a couple, but they are not yet wed.”

Cid’s eyes widened just a little, to their surprise. “You’re kidding me,” she said flatly. “You two act like a married couple as it is, so when are you gonna get hitched already?”

The Sergeant sighed and rolled his eyes. This was definitely not the time and place to discuss such things. “That’s not important right now nor is it any of your business,” he said back. “Now, can we get back to what we were discussing before?”

Out in the parlor, Kimber was nearly stomping out of the hallway from Cid’s office. She practically despised Cid, so that already put her in a sour mood, and then finding out Wrecker and Omega were contributing to whatever debt they now owed Cid only irritated her more. She wasn’t looking forward to the conversation she was going to have to have with those two.

She heard a gruff voice off to the side of the empty parlor suddenly say, “You’re in my seat. Move it!” When she stopped to look, she saw Bolo and Ketch, the two regulars of the bar, ganging up on a hooded figure wearing a poncho sitting at a corner booth. When the stranger, who appeared male in stature, didn’t move, Bolo urged him rudely to move again.

“Hey! Bolo, Ketch! Why are you harassing that man?” she asked, moving over their way.

The two friends turned around to see her and Bolo answered, “He’s in my seat!”

Kimber looked around the parlor and gestured to the room with her hand. “The entire parlor is empty right now. Just find a new place to sit. It’s not that hard,” she chided him.

“Hey, this is Cid’s place. You can’t tell us what to do,” Ketch sneered.

Annoyed and just done with everything, Kimber rolled her eyes and withdrew her blaster, aiming it at the two aliens and making them yelp in fear. “I’m already in a bad mood because of Cid,” she said, not even hiding her irritation, “so at this point, I suggest you both leave. You have three seconds before this trigger gets pulled.”

They both cried out again in fright before Bolo started pushing Ketch towards the door, yelling at him to get out of the way.

“You’re crazy, lady!” Ketch yelled over his shoulder as he ran out.

“Don’t I know it,” she said to herself as she put her blaster back in its holster. Then she moved over to the hooded figure still sitting at the table. “Sorry about all that, sir. I hope they didn’t bother you too much.”

The man spoke without lifting his head, “Still as feisty as ever, aren’t you, Kimber?”

Kimber froze. His voice…she knew it.

He then stood up, moved out from behind the table and reached up to his hood, showing the white vambraces with blue stripes he wore. A small gasp escaped Kimber’s mouth, recognizing that armor. Then he pulled back his hood, revealing a head of short blonde hair and a kind, familiar face she was not expecting to see.

It was her dear friend, Captain Rex.

“Rex!” she exclaimed.

With a high-pitched cry of delight, she then practically leapt onto him and hugged him tightly around his neck. He grunted slightly at the impact of her armored body slamming into his, but then he snickered softly as he hugged her back.

“Oh my stars, I’ve missed you!” she said.

“Likewise,” he said back.

Then behind Kimber, she heard multiple running footsteps, followed by Cid's voice crying out, "Hey, what's going on in here?"

Kimber let go of Rex and flipped around to see Hunter, Tech and Echo had come running out along with Cid. Hunter had his blaster drawn.

"Look who's here!" she said with excitement.

"Rex?" asked Echo in shock.

Before Rex had a chance to respond, Cid started ranting in disgust, "Oh, great. Another clone. Just what I needed. Well, don't get comfy. I'm done taking in strays." Then she shoved Hunter in the arm. "This ain't a clone clubhouse, ya know."

"Oh, go complain in your office and leave us alone, will you?" Kimber spat at her. She was so happy to see Rex and was not about to let Cid ruin this moment.

The Trandoshan then turned abruptly, muttering under her breath as she left the room.

"Captain," Hunter greeted Rex, holstering his blaster.

"It's been a while, boys," said Rex in return.

"Where have you been, Rex?" Echo inquired.

Rex shrugged and said, "That's a long story."

"One you absolutely need to tell us," said Kimber, giving him a pat on the shoulder before gesturing with her head to the bar. "Come on, let's all sit down and catch up. I'll grab us all some drinks."

Tech then said, "I shall assist you."

Though, as Kimber started heading for the bar, Hunter said quietly to her, “Weren’t you supposed to be out finding Wrecker and Omega?”

She waved a hand and replied, “Oh, they’ll be fine. I’ll talk to them about the Mantell Mix later. I’m not going to leave now that Rex is here.” Then she quickly moved away to go behind the bar and Hunter just left the matter alone.

As Kimber and Tech prepared drinks for everyone, Rex regaled them with the story of what had happened to him in recent months. He had been assisting with a mission on Mandalore, freeing it from the rule of a former Sith, and the mission had proven successful. They had captured the Sith and were heading back to Coruscant on a Republic cruiser when the Sith got loose and completely destroyed the hyperdrive, which caused the cruiser to eject out of hyperspace and crash, but Rex and his Commander were able to escape.

Tech and Kimber brought the other Clones their drinks and then took their own seats at the bar, Tech next to Hunter on one end and Kimber next to Echo on the other, as Rex then told them all, “And when the war ended, I guess you could say I’ve been…keeping a low profile.”

“Very low. Imperial files have you listed as killed in action,” Tech informed him.

“Being dead in the Empire’s eyes has its advantages,” Rex said.

“Which is good. It’s what’s kept you alive and safe,” said Kimber. In the back of her mind, however, all she could think about was Kida and Kori. Now that Rex was here, she knew somehow she’d have to tell him that the Koriena Force was also going to be on Ord Mantell and that he had a son. Despite knowing that maybe the news about the baby should come from Kida, she just had a feeling that it might already be awkward for Rex just seeing Kida again after so long. She supposed it might be better for him to know before reuniting with her so he’d know what he was getting into, but first and foremost, he had to go see her when the girls arrived planetside. She just had to find the right moment to tell him everything.

Then Echo asked Rex, “Well, how’d you track us down?”

“Trace and Rafa Martez,” Rex answered.

Echo then leaned over to Kimber and told her, “The sisters we ran into on Corellia.”

“Oh, the ones that Hunter couldn’t stand?” she asked back, to which Echo just nodded.

Rex went on, “They said a squad of rogue Clones helped them on Corellia. They told me I could find you here and that you were traveling with a kid. Who is she?”

After taking a sip of his drink, Hunter responded, “Omega. She’s a Clone like us.”

As Rex looked shocked at hearing that bit of information, they all suddenly heard Wrecker’s voice coming from the doorway, declaring with a boisterous laugh, “Well, look who it is!” He then bounded over to them, still laughing joyfully, as he cried out, “Come here, Rex!” and pulled the Captain into a big Wookie hug, picking him up off his stool.

With a grunt from being squished in Wrecker’s hug, Rex just said back, “Yeah. Good to see you, too, Wrecker.”

Noticing this behavior, Omega, who was standing behind Wrecker, asked, confused, “I thought you didn’t like the regs?”

“This one, we like,” Wrecker told her, setting Rex back down, who then gave him a light shove in the chest.

“Omega…this is Rex,” said Hunter.

Rex got down onto a knee in front of Omega so they were both at eye level, a warm and kind smile on his face at seeing the young Clone girl. “I’ve met many Clones in my time…but never one like you,” he said to her.

Kimber and the other boys all exchanged smiles and pleasant glances at seeing one of their close friends now getting to meet Omega. It was a sweet sight to see. Omega approached Rex without saying anything and was carefully examining his face, making Rex look a little uncertain.

Then she declared, “You’re a generation one.”

“Now how’d you know that?” he asked, impressed.

“From the lines on your face,” she explained.

He let out an amused chuckle. “Yeah, I guess I’ve been around.”

Wrecker laughed again and said, “You got that right!”

At that moment, Kimber’s comm chirped and Rina’s voice came through saying, “We just entered Ord Mantell’s atmosphere, boss lady. If you guys are already back like you said you’d be, then we’ll see soon. Lex and I will hit the bar first to give the old lizard our report and then we’ll meet you back at our ship.”

“Copy that,” replied Kimber and then she looked to Rex right away.

Sure enough, he’d heard the message and stood up from his crouched position. “Was that Rina?” he inquired.

All she did was nod.

“So…the Koriena Force are here, too?” he asked, now a tiny bit timid.

“Yeah, they are, and good thing they’re here,” then said Wrecker, “because now, you can find out about Ko--”

Immediately, the others all shushed him and cut him off before he could reveal the truth to a now very puzzled Clone Captain. Seeing the confused expression on his face, Kimber slipped off her stool and motioned with her head for Rex to come with her, gently taking his arm and pulling him with her over to the other side of the bar.

“Kimber, what’s going on?” he asked, now concerned.

“First of all…yes, the girls are here,” she started. “They’ve been on the run, too, and over the last month have been laying low here with us as well as working mercenary jobs like we are.”

“Is…Kida still with them?” he inquired, going back to his slightly nervous demeanor.

That question alone was reassuring that Rex still thought about Kida. Kimber told him, “Yes, she is.”

“How is she?” he asked.

She smiled. “She’s doing very well.” Then she let out a heavy breath. Guess now she had no choice but to tell him about the baby since Wrecker almost spilled the secret. “Though, Rex…what I’m about to tell you might be a shock to hear, so…just bear with me, okay?”

He nodded.

Taking another deep breath and preparing herself, she said, “Kida…has a baby…a son.”

Rex’s eyes widened with shock for a moment and then his face fell not long after as he turned his gaze away. “I…I see,” he simply replied, looking and sounding almost disappointed, which wasn’t entirely what Kimber was expecting. However, his next question then was, “Does the father of her child make her happy?”

Kimber had to try hard right then to not snicker out loud. He had assumed Kida had borne a child with another man, hence why he’d seemed sad to hear the news. He didn’t figure immediately that it was his child and that thought amused her.

With another smile, she answered him, “He does…and I think he would make her even more happy if he went to see her when she lands.”

His head snapped back up and, for a split second, he gave her a puzzled look, but then seeing the smile she had on her face, he pieced it all together and his expression turned back to astonishment. Was she serious?

“Wait…are you saying…?” he asked, unable to finish the question.

She gave him a nod. “Her child is yours, Rex. He’s your son.”

His gaze once again drifted, completely overwhelmed by this bombshell news as he sat himself down on a nearby chair. He already had been feeling nervous at the thought of seeing Kida again, but now finding out that she had a child that was his was the last thing he expected to hear.

“I…have a son…,” he gasped aloud in astonishment, which then led him to a realization and he let his head fall into his hands. “Then that means…I got her pregnant and then left her…,” he moaned with guilt.

Kimber sat beside him and laid a hand on his shoulder. “You both were swept up in a passionate moment that you both wanted. Neither of you could’ve known this would happen. But I promise you, she’s never been angry at you for that,” she reassured him. “Becoming a mother has changed her life in good ways and she’s grown so much. Her baby is her world now and she’s a wonderful mother to him. That and she’s had the Koriena Force with her. They all helped her through her pregnancy and now, they all help raise him. He is well taken care of, as is she. I know it would mean a lot to her if you’d see her.”

He glanced back up at her, a hint of lingering uncertainty still in his eyes. “Kimber, I…I don’t know if I can.”

“Yes, you can,” she encouraged him. “I know she still thinks about you often.”

“She does?” he asked.

She nodded again. “For a long time, she thought you were dead and she was devastated. It wasn’t until they met back up with us that she learned the truth and she was so relieved. She misses you.”

“I can’t be a father to her child,” he admitted sadly. “It would put them both in danger.”

“Kida knows that already,” she told him. When he gave her a perplexed look, she went on to say, “All she wants is to see you again and for you to meet your baby boy. She expects nothing else from you…but these are all things you need to hear from her. Please, Rex...go to Kida once the girls get here.”

Rex’s head was swimming with all sorts of thoughts at everything he was hearing: shock, disbelief, guilt, melancholy, doubt and even a small touch of joy. He was at a loss at what to really think, feel or do. If it were any other time, he would’ve immediately thought to do the honorable thing and help Kida raise her baby, but he was wanted by the Empire. Staying with her would endanger both her and the child and he would never do that to them. For a second, he almost believed it would be better if he just stayed away…but there was the part of him deep down that also missed her and yearned to see her again. Knowing she was now on Ord Mantell where he was, too, was only making that longing grow even more. His mind and his heart were at war within him.

What was he going to do?

As he was lost in thought, the doors to the parlor opened up and they saw both Rina and Lex come walking in.

“Aren’t you guys a sight for sore eyes?” Rina asked before Wrecker scooped her up into his arms.

Seeing Wrecker hug Rina and then Echo kissing Lex made Rex’s eyes nearly pop out of his head and Kimber had to stifle a laugh. “Yeah, um…Wrecker and Rina are together now as are Echo and Lex,” she told the stunned Captain.

"And I thought finding out I was a father was shocking enough," he stated.

"Hey, where's Kimber?" they heard Lex ask.

"Over here," Kimber called out, standing up and making her way over to them.

The two ladies turned around and were about to greet her when their eyes caught Rex now walking beside her. Both of them were highly surprised to see him.

"Well, Force alive…the stiff has returned," said Rina, putting a hand on her hip.

"It's good to see you again, Captain," then said Lex.

He gave them a nod and responded as he and Kimber halted in front of them, "It's good to see both of you."

Rina took a couple steps closer to him and then proceeded to punch him hard in the arm, eliciting a startled grunt from him. "That's for being off comms for so long," she said gruffly. "And--does he know about Kida?" she then asked Kimber.

"Yes," she said.

With that confirmation, Rina then punched Rex in his other arm and he grunted in pain again. "That's for knocking up Kida and never bothering to check in with her."

"I apologize," said Rex, rubbing his arm, "but there was still a war going on and then I've been on the run from the Empire, so I couldn't keep up communications."

Rina pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes at him. "I just hear excuses," she said in return, but then she couldn't hold back a small smirk on her face.

Lex gave her a light shove and playfully chided her, "Oh, cut him some slack, Rina. He's been through enough already." Then she returned her attention to the Clone Captain. "Are you here to see Kida?"

He bashfully answered, "No, I…I didn't even know you girls were here. I'd learned the Bad Batch were here and came looking for them."

"Well then, you'd better go to her," Rina proclaimed. "She needs to see you and you need to meet your kid."

"I hear you and I want to, but Kida and I…I don't know where we stand or even what we are," he said to her. "We were barely together the last time I saw her and--"

"It doesn't matter what you are," she interrupted. "What matters is that you're important to her, you're the reason her life is the way it is now and you've gotta own up to it. The woman cries herself to sleep every other night missing you and just hoping you're okay."

That last sentence hit Kimber hard as she remembered a day some time ago when she'd heard Kida crying in one of the rooms. Rina and Irys had the baby and were told Kida just needed rest, but when she'd come out of the room, Kimber could tell she was hiding something. Now it all made sense to her.

Rina kept going, "She deserves a visit from you; it's the least you can do after what you've already done. Now go see her before I drag you over to our ship myself and you know I'm capable of doing so."

The Bad Batch all exchanged looks, feeling a tad awkward watching this situation and also wondering what Rex was going to do.

The Captain too seemed taken aback at Rina's straightforwardness. Her words struck something in him to where he almost couldn't speak for a moment. He sighed heavily, weighing his options for a moment. Then he turned to Kimber and asked her, "Will you come with me?"

Kimber couldn't hold back a proud grin at the fact Rex was going to see Kida after all. Then she replied, "Of course."

"We'll catch up later. We need to give our mission report to Cid," said Lex.

"Go get her, Cap," added Rina, satisfied, as she and Lex walked away towards Cid's office.

Hunter and Echo both saluted Rex, Tech bowed his head and Wrecker and Omega waved to him as he and Kimber exited Cid's parlor together to head to the Aurora.

"I don't know if I can do this," Rex told Kimber apprehensively as the ramp to the Aurora came down in front of them.

She snickered at him. "What? The brave Clone Captain who's fought Separatists, terrorists, armies of battle Droids and even Sith is afraid of simply talking to an old flame?"

"I've been trained for all of that…not this," he said back.

"You'll be okay, Rex. Just be honest with her and with yourself." She took his arm and gently pulled him forward with her. "Come on. The longer you wait, the harder it'll be for you to face her. You've got this."

Rex swallowed hard. It wasn't like him to be this nervous about anything, but the thought of facing Kida, who he'd learned he'd gotten pregnant and left alone, terrified him. Even though Kimber and Rina had assured him that she would be happy to see him again, there was the fact that he couldn't stay with her and having to tell her that was what scared him the most. He feared she'd resent him for it…and he didn't know if he'd be able to bear that.

As they walked into the ship, Kimber called out for Irys, who soon walked into the main area of the ship where they were.

"Oh my--Captain!" she exclaimed, startled at seeing Rex.

"Where's Kida?" Kimber asked.

"She's in her room," Irys told her.

With another deep breath, Rex then stepped forward. "Will you show me which room?"

Irys nodded.

"Good luck, Captain," said Kimber as he followed after Irys.

The Togruta woman led Rex down a hall and stopped in front of one of the doors. She knocked and said loud enough for Kida to hear, "Kida, there's someone here to see you."

"Send them in," they heard Kida call back.

Irys opened the door and gave Rex another encouraging nod. Then he stepped through the door, knowing it was now or never.

The door closed behind him and he waited for only a few seconds before Kida emerged from an adjoining room and she stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes growing wide in shock at seeing him before her. He noticed her hair was a bit longer than before and she wore a simple, pale lavender dress; different from the lavish style he recalled her liking, but apart from that, she was still as beautiful as he remembered. Flashes of their passionate encounter over a year prior circled his mind, remembering how her body felt against his, how their lips fit together perfectly, how her touch sent a fire through him he'd never felt before and how right and perfect it felt being with her; to give in to his own desires for once. Seeing her now really made him realize how much he'd truly missed her.

On the other side of the room, Kida found herself speechless, for once. She had practically accepted that she would never see Rex again and yet, here he was in her room, standing in front of her. She blinked a couple times, believing she had to be imagining things.

"Rex…?" she asked aloud.

Then he only spoke two words:

"Hey, Kida."

A small gasp escaped her and her hand shot up to her mouth. It really was him. Her Clone Captain she longed for every day; the father of her child was actually here! She couldn't believe it. She looked him over for a moment and he seemed to be about the same as he was when she last saw him. Still as handsome and dashing as ever.

She was a tad embarrassed about her excitement at seeing him, so she said something that was more like the old her that he was familiar with. Though, her voice still choked slightly with emotion as she said, "Is that a blaster under your poncho…or are you just happy to see me?"

Rex couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head in response. "Nice to see you haven't changed," he said.

"Never," she stated, unable to hold back her smile.

There was a brief moment of silence between them as they both just stared at each other, taking in that they were now unexpectedly reunited after over a year after they both believed they’d never be together again. A light, uneasy tension hung in the air as they both debated on what to say to each other.

Finally, Rex broke the silence and said, “You look good.”

“Thanks. So do you,” she replied. “How…how did you know I was here?”

“I actually didn’t. I found out the Bad Batch were on Ord Mantell and came to find them. Then Kimber told me you and the girls had come here, too,” he explained. He took a small step forward and then added, with a hint of sympathy in his tone, “She also told me…about how I left you…and about the baby.”

For a second, Kida was stunned to hear he already knew about that, but then supposed she couldn’t be mad at Kimber for spilling the secret. It was probably better that he knew about that before seeing her. Even so, that eased things on her own mind, not having to worry about telling him that herself.

“I see,” she simply said, wringing her hands together. “I know that was probably quite a shock to hear.”

“Yeah, it was,” he admitted. He took another step further into the room. “Kida, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know.”

“Don’t apologize,” she said sweetly. “It wasn’t like you got me pregnant intentionally and honestly, it’s okay. The girls have been an amazing support system for me through all of this. I was never alone. You have nothing to be sorry for.”

Rex just remained silent, uncertain as to how or why she wasn’t mad at him in any way.

Then she smiled again and asked him, “Would you like to meet your son?”

He could feel his stomach twist and his chest tighten anxiously. He wanted to see the baby, but then it still frightened him knowing that it would all bring reality crashing down on him that he was now a father. Was he ready for such a thing to truly be made real for him? However, then he saw the beautiful Pantoran who mothered that child, holding out a hand to him, inviting him now into her world that had just been her and her son. In any other situation, a woman who had been made pregnant and the father just up and left her would’ve been resentful and more than likely wouldn’t want the man to be involved in her child’s life after that…but not Kida. She was different…and Rex always knew that. Hence why had ended up falling for her in the first place and why she clearly still held feelings for him, too. Feeling comforted by her simple gesture, he took hold of her hand and allowed her to lead him into the next door room she had just come out of.

First, he saw the bassinet…and then the blue-skinned baby boy came into view.

The child was asleep, swaddled in a light gray blanket and Rex immediately noticed the now fluffy blonde hair he had and knew right away that made the baby his. There were small yellow dots that were starting to form into markings on the boy’s cheeks. Even with the baby's eyes closed, Rex could see faint similarities to his own face in the boy’s features. He had seen babies and small children before, but seeing this one and knowing this was his own child; his flesh and blood felt so different. His heart was swelling with awe at seeing the life he had unknowingly created.

Kida noticed pretty quickly that Rex was almost unable to take his eyes off the baby and she grinned to herself. He was reacting better than she’d thought. “This is Kori,” she told him. “I gave him that name from ‘Koriena’ since it’s because of the Koriena Force that both you and him were brought into my life.”

“I think you named him well,” he said, turning to face her.

“Thank you,” she said in return. Then she looked down lovingly at her baby. “Having him truly turned my life around and he’s everything to me now. I never thought I’d ever be a mother…but now I can’t imagine a life without our son.” She returned her gaze to Rex and inquired, “Would you like to hold him?”

His eyes flashed nervously for a second. “I…I don’t really know how…,” he hesitantly admitted.

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you,” she told him as she was already reaching into the bassinet and carefully picking Kori up out of it. She cradled him in her own arms and said, “You just hold him like this.”

She repositioned the baby out of her arms and held him gently as she transferred him over to Rex, who was doing his best to imitate what Kida had shown him. She placed the baby, who was now squirming a little from the movement, into his arms and tenderly shifted his arms just a little so he was holding Kori properly. Briefly, Rex was stiff at this new position he found himself in, but then he looked down at the baby; his baby he now held just as the little one wiggled a little more, a tiny squeak emitting from his mouth, and then he opened his eyes. A tiny pair of golden brown eyes met a similar set of eyes of the same color and Rex found himself lost in the pure, innocent gaze of his son.

“Look at that…he knew he was with his father and wanted to see you,” Kida commented, a hand over her heart.

He couldn’t suppress a grin at that thought and at seeing Kori’s eyes that were just like his for the first time. “Hello, Kori,” he whispered, leaning down closer to him.

Kori let out a small coo and then did something Rex wasn’t anticipating: the child raised one of his arms, which had come out of the swaddle, and placed his tiny hand on Rex’s chin. Feeling his delicate touch made Rex’s heart melt immediately. Somehow, with that single action from the baby, he just knew in his heart that Kori recognized him as his father, just as Kida suspected. With that one gesture, he knew he was undone. With a happy chuckle, he tilted his head down and touched his forehead ever so gently to Kori’s.

With great pride and an overpowering feeling of paternal love he’d never experienced before in his life, he declared, “My son.”

Kida nearly wanted to burst into tears at seeing Rex like this. The image before her of him holding their son and being so tender and loving with him was just the perfect dream. If fate had been kinder to them both, she could clearly envision the two of them settling down and raising their son together. She believed he would be a wonderful father. She was very fond of Rex already, but now, seeing him with their child and already doting on him…she knew deep down that she could easily fall in love with the Clone Captain. If she honestly hadn’t already. More than anything, she was just happy to see that he adored Kori just as much as she did.

Rex then stepped closer to Kida and looked up finally from the baby to her. “He really is perfect,” he told her.

“He certainly is,” she agreed, smoothing her hand over Kori’s head.

Then, to her slight surprise, she saw Rex’s happy expression begin to falter and just as she was about to ask what was wrong, he said, “Kida…as much as I want to…I can’t help you raise him.” His sorrowful gaze met hers. “I have to keep myself hidden from the Empire and if I stayed, it would put you both in danger. That’s a risk I can’t take.”

She nodded to him and mustered a smile, though there was an unmistakable look of sadness behind it. “I understand,” she said. “I honestly expected as much. As wonderful as it would be for you to be an active part of Kori’s life, I wouldn’t want you to risk your safety like that for us.”

After he set Kori back down into his bassinet, he came back up and faced her directly. “I can’t promise you anything,” he stated.

“Rex, it’s okay,” she assured him. “I know the position you’re in and I’ve never expected anything from you because of it. Honestly, this visit right now was more than I ever thought I’d get…and it’s been more than enough.”

That seemed to ease the guilt Rex carried and he could feel the burden on his shoulders growing lighter now. He moved right in front of Kida and gently grasped her arms as he stated, “I can promise you this: I will continue to do all I can to make this galaxy a safer place for our son. I will never stop fighting to protect him…and to protect you.”

She inhaled sharply and her heart skipped a beat inside her at him including her in his promise. There was a sincere look in his eyes that showed her that he meant it. Did this mean he still cared about her?

Before she could stop herself, she half-blurted out, “I’ve missed you so much, Rex.” His handsome face softened at hearing this and she went on, the words she’d wanted to say for so long just spilling from her mouth, “I’ve never forgotten our time together on Balmorra, no matter how short it was, and the moment we shared in that cruiser med bay. I know we didn’t have a lot of time for any sort of relationship to really develop between us before we went our separate ways, but you were constantly in my thoughts, even before you left. You became more important to me than I imagined you would…and when I found out I was carrying your child…I was actually happy. I was going to have a child whose father actually meant something to me and I would always have a part of you with me, even if I never saw you again.” Her golden eyes were beginning to fill with tears and she stopped to quickly brush them away. “I’m sorry, that was probably more than what you wanted to hear. I just had to be honest with you.”

Then she felt his hand slip into hers and he said as she looked at him, “No…that was everything I wanted to hear.” He took her other hand and caressed the back of it with his thumb. “I know I came to realize how I felt just before we parted ways, but that moment we shared in the med bay has never left my mind either. You have never left my mind. Many times, I would wonder if you were well and hoped maybe someday, I’d get the chance to see you again and…see if that spark was still there.”

She looked hopefully into his eyes. “Well, we’re here now…do you still think it is?”

In response to that question, he decided to take the chance he’d been wanting to since he’d stepped foot in her room. He gently cradled her face in his hand, leaned forward and gave her a tender kiss, letting it linger as he relished in the feeling of her lips kissing him back. The familiar surge of warmth he remembered from a long time ago returned to his chest and his arms made their way around her waist, pulling her closer as their kiss deepened.

After a moment, he broke the kiss and pulled back to look into her lovely face again. “Yeah…I’d say there’s still a spark there,” he said with a pleased grin.

“I wholeheartedly agree,” she replied, smiling back at him.

“Listen…I don’t know what I’m doing or what this means for us,” he confided in her, “but I do know that I care about you and I want you and our son to be safe. If anything happened to either of you…I don’t know what I’d do.”

“Lucky for you, I’ve got the Koriena Force and the Bad Batch to help with that in your absence,” she said.

Then he asked her, a little timidly as he gestured between the two of them, “Kida…what do you want this to mean? Where do we stand?”

She was touched that he legitimately wanted to know her opinion on their relationship. She thought for a brief moment before telling him, “Well…we may not be a traditional couple nor were we ever, but we are lovers and you’re the father of my child. On top of that, we genuinely care about each other. Do we really need much more than that to be happy with where we are now?”

That explanation seemed to be enough for Rex. Now more content with the situation, being there with the woman he cared about most and their baby son, he simply replied, “You’re right…I suppose we don’t.”

#star wars the bad batch #the bad batch #bad batch hunter #bad batch fanfic #hunter x oc fic #sun and rain fanfic

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sweet-sixteen-kraang-birthday · 7 months

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every time those two coworkers come on the screen, i go 😳 cuz idk if it’s just me but they have that ~vibes~ I started shipping them n already have their whole story plotted out, I just know theyre in their we’re colleagues/i guess friends but they don’t think as friends more like we’ve together n been to team dinners and talked about non-work stuff together but it’s not like we ever thought of each other as friends but def buddies in getting a date n have incidentally slept at each other’s houses n feeling some things but don’t know what it is n we’re ignoring it and hey, how do i look heheh planning to get hit on [some guy name] and get a boyfriend and the other thinking it’s envy when they see them act like that but instead they’re just JEALOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I just know they’ll have an epic romance whole thing and one day come into work dating!!!! n the whole team definitely feels something has changed between them but don’t think that and anyways thinking. i think they should have make outs in deserted rooms and when the lipstick smudges, use their finger to brush the others corner of lips and say, lowly, “u should touch up on ur makeup” !!!!!!!!

I STILL DONT EVEN KNOW THEIR NAMES

(which i think is incredible funny of me)

#destined with you #yuki talks dwy #I WANNA WRITE SOMETHING FOR THEM!!!!!!#theyre so annoying theyre the most terrible coworkers they’re such hipocrits they deserve to be disgustingly in love with each other<3

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szagaloree · 1 year

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Can you do a fem reader x t’challa were the reader has the same powers as starfire (I saw that one fic of starfire x t’challa and my brain literally hasn’t stopped thinking about it) and she crashes into wakanda by accident maybe I don’t know what the plot could be like you could do whatever you think is best!

It’s been a while since I’ve watched the show literally 😭 cuz that was my childhood but I can do one💜

T’challa x Reader

Contains: fluff/and Yk fluff🥹

“Check her vitals” t’challa says, you could barely move, I was in bad pain, You groan trying to look around but your vision was very blurry, “her vitals is clear but receiving a weird energy,” shuri said, “w-where am-I?” You try to ask, “my sister will help you,” he said, soon your vision went black….

“How did she get here and how was she able to get passed the shield like that?” A women asks, “I don’t know,” t’challa said, you slowly woke up but found yourself in weird place, leaning up you gasp looking around “hey hey, calm down,” t’challa walks over “where am I?” You questioned “you’re in my sister lab, you ship crazy landed here,” he explains, his eyebrows squinted at your glowing ember green eyes. You got up nervously “who are you? What do you want with me?” You question as your powers begin to form, their eyes widen “you’re safe, we’re not here to hurt you, you crash landed here and badly injured we healed you,” he says, You looked down at my body tonight no marks or nothing it was never there.

“Where did you come from?” Okoye asks.

“Tamaran, it’s a planet, but my home is mostly likely destroyed now,” you said, “another one person from space?!” Okoye blurts out, “don’t have that many people from space huh?” You said as you let your powers go away seeming they weren’t a threat, “ I have to get back,” you said, “we need to know where she has come from and who may follow trying to find her that can pose a threat,” okoye spoke in their language t’challa “I will speak to her, tell shuri to come to the lab,” he said to her she nods leaving, “are you hurt?” He asks Youshake your head “I feel fine, I don’t have any scratches or anything, how did you heal me?” You ask, “with vibranium, my sister healed, it can heal your body and make you wound go away like it was never there,” he explains, you nodded looking around till the purples glows caught your eye outside of the window, you walk over to the window see this big cave that was widely open, kinda like a futuristic mine.

“What..are these?” You pointed “vibranium, it’s what makes all of wakanda, it is what healed you,” he says, “wakanda, that is the name of the planet?” You ask curiously, he chuckles with a smile “no, only my nation, earth is the planet,” he said “oh, I would’ve never thought I would land here, I was expecting a whole alien planet not human planet,” You said, “there are other planets besides yours?” He asks you, you nodded “so many, I only been to few because of my father but we stopped once my planet was under attack and that’s what landed me here, my father sensed me off to a planet to make sure I was safe and I landed here, on..earth I guess,” you try to explain, “are you able to go back?” He asks, you shook your head no and it hurts because your home planet was exploded, destroyed completely, there’s big doubt if anyone survived possibly little. “It was destroyed completely, the..umm, the planet was exploded,” he frowns sadden by the news, “I am sorry about your planet, that’s hard,” he said you nodded sighing, “I’ll just make a way I guess,” Youshrug.

“May I ask your name?” You ask, “king t’challa, but you can call me t’challa,” he introduced, “t’challa” you said under your tongue “unique name t’challa,” you smirk, he chuckles, his smile was so cute and heartwarming, he was very attractive, “a king? You’re planets has royals too?” I ask “yes we do, but not very many, some go by different titles,” he says, “well I should say my name then.. I’m princess y/n, princess of jatoru (ja-tore-ru),” you say, he smile grew “a princess from out of space hm” you giggled with a blush.

“But I want to ask-brother what is it?” Shuri asks coming down.

She looks over at you then smiled “oh I see you’re alive,” she says “ignore my sister she likes to joke a lot,” he shakes his head I chuckle “it’s fine, I’m known for humor,” You said with a grin, “I’m shuri, of course this fools sister,” she introduces “nice to meet you, I’m y/n” you lean on the wall, “I will need you to stay with y/n for a minute I have to go to this meeting with the council,” he sighed, “no problem, she’s going to love it,” she smirked. “Excuse me” he says leaving, “what planet did you come from?” She asks, “tamaran, it’s a bit far from here,” you answered, “nice spaceship, it’s tech is almost like mine but a bit different,” she said, “you didn’t take anything did you?” You ask with a grin “noo” she looks the opposite way, “mhmL you chuckled.

After some while you got to know shuri and t’challa, t’challa showed you some parts of wakanda as he tells the history of his people and the heart shaped herb that helped create the black Panther. But during this time you couldn’t help but stare at him and admire him, he had a voice of a king, a good king who does everything he needs to for his kingdom and you like that, he would stare himself and don’t even realize till you look his way his eyes snap to something else. You and t’challa sat on the chair staring at the mountain view of the sun. “I wanted to ask you something, it’s about your, power what is it?” He asks “I absorb radiation that will turn into energy, and can use it for something powerful, I can fly fast with it too,” you explain showing off your powerful “interesting” he says blown away, I giggle, he smiled “what?” I ask innocently “nothing just your giggling,” he smiled “what about it?” I gasp “nothing it’s cute,” he chuckles, I huff “is it possible, for me to stay here?” I ask he looks at me “I have no where else to go and-and it’s okay if you don’t-" you paused when t’challa pressed his lips on yours shutting you completely up, the kiss took your breath away and your heart raced with excitement, you kiss back placing your hand at the back of his neck, he pulls with a cocky smirk “you can stay,” he said, “you could’ve just said I can,” you giggle, “I could’ve,” he smirked.

You peck his lips teasingly, “don’t start something you won’t finish,” he warns, “oh” you cock a brow with a laugh, “stay, I would love to have you here in wakanda y/n,” he said holding my hand “I got nowhere else to go t’challa,” I said he smiled.

A/n: hope you liked it🥺I tried😭🤍

#starfire #t’challa #t’challa x reader #t’challa oneshot #black panther: wakanda forever #king of wakanda #black panther #starfire x t’challa

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ms-cartoon · 2 years

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Man I swear, some of ya’ll Helluva Stans really get on my nerves!!

I mean, I can see that they are not being as insulting. But I saw that some of the comments where coming off as sarcastic like, “Wow, the show focuses too much on the main characters. How dare they!”

Umm, ya’ll do realize that Stolas and Blitzo aren’t the only main characters, right?? There’s Moxxie and Millie. There’s Loona. There’s Octavia (who is the supposed to be the main focus) and she’s not even the main character! Honestly, I think Stella could use some attention, just so they could prove to us she’s not some one-note harpy. The characters that I’m naming are the one’s that need more attention apart from Stolas or Blitzo together. From all the gifs we’ve seen, it just seems like to us that Moxxie nor Millie will be joining Stolas and Blitzo to find Octavia. M&M and Loona, might just be there for only a few seconds only for them not to be shown again, despite being the main characters.

I see other people commenting “This is a bad take! It there was only two episodes about Stolas and Blitzo.”

It may have just been two Stolitzo centric episodes, but two is just enough considering the terrible writing we have to go through. Even when the episode is not about Stolas and Blitzo, we’re still given some “romantic” moments between them just so we could go gaga over it. Not to mention these stans are practically in love with it! Stolitzo practically gets more love than M&M!

And just for the record, we may like the show, some may even like the ship. But that doesn’t mean that the show or the ships don’t have anything wrong with them that we don’t notice! Majority of us like them enough to want nothing wrong with them. But naturally, there are gonna be some flaws that we notice, and we’re free to point them out when we damn well please!!

All in all, if you don’t like to hear any negativity about something you like, fine! Don’t like it! But don’t bother making a comment about it if you’re just gonna be rude! I sayin this cuz the person who posted that tweet about Stolitz being too much was called homophobic!

YOU’RE CALLING SOMEONE HOMOPHOBIC OVER A LITTLE CRITIQUE??!!

#Helluva Boss #helluva boss criticism #helluva boss critique #helluva boss critical #vivziepop critical #anti helluva boss #anti stolas #anti stolitz

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backpocketkazoo · 1 year

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If your still doin Psychonauts self ship content then how about some Edgar Teglee or Fred Bonaparte x reader hcs (there’s like no self ship content for any of the characters much less the thorny towers patients)

OMGG THE THORNEY TOWERS GANG MY FAVS!!

BUT YEAH FR THERE’S NOT A LOT OF PN CONTENT IN GENERAL BUT ESPECIALLY NOT FOR THE ASYLUM GIRLIES ☹️

I’m doing both of em cuz I’m here to provide 😋

🎨Edgar Teglee General HCs🎨

💜 I feel like this is obvious but he loves drawing you and gifting you art.

-> You’re his default subject. Like I said, he LOVES drawing you :-]

-> He’ll also gift you art that he just thinks you’ll like.

-> His love language is gift giving & words of affirmation >:-]

💜 Edgar feels as if he needs to impress you all the time. This may be rooted in a fear that you’ll grow bored of him if he doesn’t.

-> You reassure him that isn’t true!!

💜 He can be a little protective over you around people he doesn’t know or trust.

(That old relationship got him MESSED up bro😭)

-> Other than that he’s a HUGE softie.

GUYS whatever you do DONT imagine Edgar teasing you by grabbing ahold of your face and smearing a bit of paint on you. Then you have a moment where he’s washing the paint off you with a warm washcloth!:! Don’t Do it Guys!!😦

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Ok babygirl Fred time 😎

💌Fred Bonaparte General HCs💌

♥️ For starters, if you weren’t aware, Waterloo by ABBA? 100% Fred and his love interest. Listen this song got me giggling and twirling my hair 😭

Mind animatics go crazy to this song lemme tell you 😭😭

Abba had the Fred selfshippers in mind when they wrote this in 1973 /j

♥️ His love language is acts of service and quality time !!

♥️ Ok hear me out. Fred doodling your name in pretty and cutesy calligraphy in his spare time. (additionally? the paper is adorned with lil hearts he drew? <3)

♥️ Fred doesn’t realize he’s falling for you until it’s too late oops.

-> He’d get bashful when thinking ab you. And won’t openly admit that he caught feelings. “Oh we’re just friends!”, he says but then proceeds to look at you the way the moon looks at the sun.

♥️ If you call Fred any french terms of endearment; i.e. mon chéri, mon amour, etc, he’s speechless. He is torn between his disdain for french & his infatuation with you (spoiler alert you win).

-> there’s just something about you?? he wasn’t sure what it was..

♥️ Fred constantly hovers behind you. Just hold his hand. It’ll make him feel a bit better. It lets him know that you’re still there.

…

So there’s this lil scenario that I rotate around in my head like a microwave where both Fred and Y/n work at thorney towers back in the day.

They don’t really know each other but they admire each other work from a distance because they’re both too shy to say anything.

You two gradually getting to know each other.

Thinking about the asylum courtyard in it’s prime. Or even walking down to the shore. Awkward yet sweet hangouts. Accidentally brushing up against each other and turning bright red, avoiding eye contact. 🤯

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Ok that’s all for now

(I lov u thorney towers self ship gang🔥)

(interact if u wish cuz I love hyping you guys up😋💖)

#you’ll never guess who my fav is #psychonauts x reader #edgar teglee x reader #fred bonaparte x reader #tbh might as well drop the Fred selfship mixtape (it’s a banger)

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midnightcreator12 · 4 months

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For the prompts you're doing * mf deep inhale * FIC PROMPT! The whole squad going to the mall cuz we NEED it! (03' turtles too, if it's alright and doesn't get to messy to write abt cuz dialogues with big groups are HARD, so it would be understandable ngl ;-;) Everybody needs some shopping tours. Aaaaand perhaps Leon getting lost cuz i'm a sucker for stupid things suddenly happening. I love drama.

I am so sorry with how late this is aaand I did try to get the 2003 boys in there but....it was a lot to balance for something I was trying to keep short so I hope it being Post-The Portal Home is okay!

You do know I know what an interworld market is, right?”

“Clearly you don’t because you call it an ‘interworld market’ instead of a shopping mall,” Leo grumbled.

“That’s what you call a large market with a variety of products from multiple regions! I don’t come up with the names for things…although I guess since Earth hasn’t made contact with other planets it would be an inter-nation market?”

“Shopping center,” Donnie corrected from above. “Or, more commonly, the Mall.”

Chula rolled her eyes fondly, leaping from their current rooftop to the next.

Their new member, however, loudly interjected, “Why would you call a building the maul? That sounds like a terrible idea to get people to restock there.”

“Not ‘maul’, a ‘Mall’!,” Mikey corrected.

“That’s what I said!” Seena protested.

Chula laughed now, hard enough that she had to pause or risk mis-timing her next jump. Seena growled as she ran past, pausing just long enough to smack her shoulder. The blow barely did anything but Chula still reached up to rub the spot and let out a tiny whine.

“I know that didn’t hurt! Cut it out Verd!”

Chula laughed again, louder, before moving again.

It’d been a few days since she and Seena had returned to the boy's dimension. Of course, she and Donnie had gotten to work, making plans to try and track down Astra and the battalion. Since it was obvious that combing each possible reality would take way too much time, Donnie had proposed that they work on the transdimensional communicators and pass them out to the various turtle teams in each reality. When she’d asked why other versions of the brothers he’d gone on…quite a rant that basically boiled down to ‘we attract weird, both versions of ourselves that we’ve met attract weird. Any other versions of us are most likely to bump into a magic space wizard and a ship full of human copies.’

It was the best idea they could come up with that could be done in the relative near future but it meant that trying to look before the communicators were done would be a waste of time. Which meant Chula was stuck waiting for that near future to become the present.

And while she’d tried not to mope around too much…one of the boys must have noticed.

She suspected that was why Raph had proposed this outing. She suspected that it was actually a group idea to try and keep her spirits up and to introduce Seena to more Earth stuff.

So, they were breaking into a ‘shopping mall’.

And apparently, shopping malls on Earth were contained in large buildings.

“Why would it be inside?” Seena asked as they peered down at it.

“Where else would it be?” Raph asked.

“Outdoors.”

“Why would you want to shop outside?” Leo said as he pulled out a katana. “Sounds weird.”

“Your planet is the weird one.”

“Children, let us remember that we’re from different realities,” Chula said as she moved away from the roof edge and waited for the portal to be opened.

“...still weird,” Seena muttered.

Her comment went ignored as Leo opened a portal and all the boys hurried to push Chula and Seena through. Leo bounded in last, sweeping his arms wide in a showmen-like gesture, “Ladies, welcome to the Queen’s Place Mall! Our go-to hotspot for all the latest fashions, food and learn valuable lessons about multitasking and prioritizing!”

“Wha-”

“Just roll with it,” Chula cut Seena off before she could finish the question.

The other boys were already chattering over each other, trying to pull the pair of aliens in every direction as they pointed out storefronts and the food court and Chula picked up Raph mentioning an indoor public gym that he liked to frequent.

Chula chanced a glance to Seena, snorting when she saw how lost her friend was in the middle of the kids' excitement. But she was letting Donnie and Mikey tug her along, stiffly nodding as they pointed out what looked to be a clothing store, so Chula wasn’t that worried.

She turned to Leo, grinning broadly, “She’s goin’ to be comin’ back in a completely new getup, isn’t she?”

“A good chunk of the plan for this was to get her a new fit,” Leo admitted breezily. “Seriously, does everyone in your reality just have the one outfit they wear all the time?”

Chula frowned, “I’m literally wearing a second outfit to what I normally wear.”

“And no offense, but this getup looks like you just snagged it outta a thrift store because you needed a change real quick.”

“Leo!” Raph chastised.

Chula just shrugged. Because Leo wasn’t entirely wrong in his assessment of how she got her ‘casual’ attire.

Leo led the way, taking Chula to another clothing shop. She expected him to open another portal to get past the gate covering the entrance but instead he dropped into a crouch and whipped out a lockpick set from his belt, “Watch and be amazed.”

Chula hummed but let her eyes roam around. The main bulk of the building was a large open area covered in shiny tiles and polished wood. She could see various little stands scattered around and further away a water feature stood as a centerpiece. Above their heads were walkways for a second floor, probably a copy of the first. She absently wondered if this was what the markets on Courcsaunt looked like, perhaps they could bring Astra here and ask when they found her.

The metal gate made a rattling sound and Chula looked back to see Leo swinging open the shop door. She followed both the boys in, eyes scanning again at the new space.

There was….quite a lot of clothing. And accessories and flashy trinkets scattered everywhere.

“Earth doesn’t skimp on the variety, does it?”

“People like to have a lot of choices,” Raph said. “And this one is one of my favorites. They have a lot of plus size options.”

“Which means we can find something in your taste without going to a mens section!”

“Thank Ashla for that,” Chula chuckled. “What are you pullin’ out back there?”

“Oh, just some options,” Leo circled around another rack and out of view. “You are getting the full Earth experience with this!”

Raph wandered off as well, browsing the racks absently. And with nothing better to do, Chula went in another direction to look around.

It really was quite fascinating to see how many different things this one shop had. Granted, for all she knew, the Core Worlds back home were much the same but she’d tended to avoid anything beyond Mid-Rim. And most of the shops and markets tended to only have a handful of things unique to the individual vendors.

But it seemed Earth locals liked having as many choices as possible in one place. Chula would bet her slug-thrower that every other shop and stand in the mall had just as much variety available.

She looked around the racks surrounding her, taking in the bright colors, intricate designs, layers and layers of fabric-

Her eye spotted something bright blue with rainbow accents.

Curious, she wiggled it out from between the other bright colored clothing around it. And smirked when she realized what it was.

Leo and Raph were finding things for her, she saw no reason not to return the favor.

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“Have fun?”

Seena sent Chula a seething look. She was carrying her normal armor and wearing a dark gray jacket over a white top and loose pants that matched the jacket, “Seems I’m not the only one.”

Chula chuckled, grabbing the skirt of her new flower printed dress and flapping it dramatically, “Leo has excellent taste.”

“Then why is he dressed up in a Quarf jumpsuit?”

Chula glanced back at Leo, happily showing off the clothing Chula had found for him to his brothers, “He said it’s called a unicorn onesie.”

“Whatever. Did all of this at least cheer you up?”

Chula’s grin became softer as her hand smoothed over the silky fabric of her new ensemble, “Yeah. I think I needed this.”

“Thank Force for that then. I never want to have a ‘makeover’ with those two again.”

“Says the woman wearing that makeover.”

“Shut it Verd.”

Both pause for a moment as the group started moving towards the exit.

Then Seena spoke again, “Sooo, we’re just straight up robbing this place?”

“Donnie said he’d leave money. Non-humans aren’t really…widely accepted on Earth.”

“Ah….so why do you want to live here again?”

Chula grinned, looking back towards the boys just in time to see three of them climbing up Raph, “The company makes up for the need to hide.”

#lone hunter and turtle #tmnt #rottmnt #star wars #tmnt au #fanfic #oc #midnight talks

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A Nonsensical BakuDeku post

I saw a few posts on why bkdks shouldn’t have their hopes up for the ship being canon and it made me remember what Hori said about not being good at writing romance. And remembering that made me think… okay, this can go one of three ways:

1) IzuOcha happens. Ochako confesses her feelings and Izuku reciprocates. I’m not saying this is a bad thing however, if this ship does happen then what Hori said about being bad at writing romance would be correct.

Toga realizing Ochakos crush on Izuku is what sets up the idea of love for the whole story. Excessive admiration, imitation and inspiration=love. We see it in other ships that have been semi set up and they all go both ways (Kirishima x Ashido, Kaminari x Jiro, a little Todoroki x Momo). We don’t get much because none of those ships hold main characters but, we get enough to know that the admiration and inspiration goes both ways in their relationships. They both look up to each other and put each other on pedestals.

IzuOcha doesn’t go both ways in that sense. It’s not fair to Ochako to suddenly be in a relationship with somebody that doesn’t put her on the same pedestal she puts them on. Izuku cares about Ochako and is thankful for his relationship with her. Without her, he’d probably still tie the name “Deku” with “useless” and wouldn’t have grown his confidence as much as he has. But in the category of what love means in mha, he doesn’t put her on that pedestal of someone worth imitating and seeking inspiration from.

Their relationship is so much more than Ochakos crush but it’s unfortunately always reduced down to that. I know there’s a theory that Ochako will realize that she never liked Izuku as more than someone she looked up to but I think that theory contradicts the already set up relationships in the story. If the excessive admiration Ochako feels for Izuku suddenly doesn’t mean crush, the other ship set ups wouldn’t make sense and Ochakos repeated jealousy (Hatsume, Camie, Melissa) also wouldn’t make sense. I think Ochako does have a legitimate crush on Izuku but she doesn’t let it get between what their relationship already is. They’re apart of each other’s support systems through all the fucked up things they’ve both experienced since attending UA.

Making them canon would be lazy writing on Horikoshis part and he’s already proved that he’s not a lazy writer when it comes to complex relationships and personality traits between characters. It’d be a cliche “the hero gets the girl in the end” kind of thing and there’s a very fragile, one sided set-up and it wouldn’t be satisfying. I’m not saying that cuz of bias, I’m saying that as a fan of fiction.

2) BakuDeku happens. With the complexity of their relationship, we know if this happens it’ll be subtle. There won’t be asking each other on dates or deep emotional confessions of love or anything extremely sappy. That’s not their dynamic. And it doesn’t seem like Horikoshis writing style. If it happens it’d probably be in the form of tension that signifies a change in their dynamic during a fight (potentially Deku vs Kacchan 3 where Katsuki expresses how concerned and upset he was when Izuku didn’t listen to his “don’t try to win this on your own” line and turned into a damn vigilante) or admission of admiration for one another while they talk about Katsukis apology (which better happen). This isn’t a romance manga after all. But if this ship does happen, even if it’s just implied, I think Horikoshi would have written one of the best romances in the shonen genre. And given how many people love these twos dynamic in the west and in Japan, there’s no way Horikoshi isn’t aware of that.

We’re given the mha love complex in the training camp arc. This is right after internships and final exams where we see Izukus new application of his quirk and everyone notices how he’s moving just like Katsuki does. And in final exams, after they both punched each other in the face, we see just how much Izuku idolize Katsuki with the “Don’t say you’d rather lose” line and reminiscing on how Katsuki saw heroes and people that always win. A few moments later we get Katsuki biting the bullet and working with Izuku and throwing him towards the finish line while he holds back All might. Even though Izuku can barely move, he sees All Might knock Katsuki unconscious and punches All Might then carries Katsuki to safety passed the finish line. Even though it’s before Deku vs Kacchan 2, it’s an important turning point in the relationship where Katsuki starts to see Izuku as someone he can fight along side with.

That being said, Togas words to Ochako happen while Izuku is running on pure adrenaline to make sure Katsuki isn’t taken by villains. Katsuki sees him, looks horrified, and then spouts how he doesn’t need anyones help to protect him (he ain’t slick). Then the “don’t come, Deku” scene being another important point in their relationship.

Now to my point. The mha love complex reveal was sandwiched in between two important moments with our protagonist and his childhood friend. First slice of bread being imitation, admiration, acceptance, and protectiveness. Closing slice being protectiveness, tunnel vision, and dread… I’m sorry but there’s no way that wasn’t on purpose, the placement of Togas words should’ve aligned with an important moment in Izuku and Ochakos relationship, shouldn’t it?

Katsuki and Izuku both have pedestals for each other. Even though Katsuki tried to knock down the one he had for Izuku and loathed it for ten years and half the story, it was still there. Just like how Izuku had mixed feelings about his pedestal for Katsuki, it was still there whether either of them wanted it to be or not. The inspiration, imitation, and admiration goes both ways even if it’s not obvious sometimes. Katsukis character development is reflection of his own action but also imitation and admiration of Izukus ideals of being a hero. Izukus admiration and imitation towards Katsuki is a lot more obvious so there’s not much of a need to talk about it.

They’re both protective and possessive of each other canonically that them being abruptly emotionally invested in anyone else wouldn’t feel right.

3) We get nothing. The war finishes and the manga just ends with no flashbacks to Katsuki and Izuku talking or any love confessions from Ochako. We get no closure due to the toxic side of the fandom (ship wars, dudebros) out of fear of manga sales plummeting no matter what path they go down. That most likely won’t happen but it’s still a possibility. If it does, I’m sure Horikoshi would make up for it in some way. What ships become canon is a small fragment of what to look forward to in the story because there’s still a lot of interesting and important plot points that haven’t been answered and I’m looking forward to them finding their conclusions. I don’t care what ship happens as long as the story is wrapped up nicely and we get good closure on the open plot points.

Anyways thanks for reading my nonsensical rant, don’t let people tell you not to keep your hopes high. Keep them up if you wanna keep them up, what you do to appreciate the fiction you read is your choice and your choice alone. If it happens it happens, if it doesn’t, it doesn’t. :)

#bnha #bakudeku #bkdk #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #cue high hopes by brendon urie #bnha meta

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moonlightdancer26 · 1 year

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Is there a love story behind elloona👀???

I’m glad you asked 👀

To answer your question: Yes. There is, in fact, a love story behind my relationship with @maruke2003.

Here are the names in case you don’t remember:

El/Ellie — @maruke2003

Seph — @halfblood-princes-crown

Astro — @astronova-00

Martina/Mars Bars — @bookwalmartav

Will/Willow — @somesnapefan2

Rose — @rosetheslytherpuffxoxo

Teddy — @teddyscottish

Anyway

I’ll start from the ✨beginning✨

Disclaimer: This is input from both sides. I have told El about this question and we’ve discussed it.

Funnily enough, we met through our first adopted child—Seph. He was the reason El and I became friends, wives, and mothers. 😌

So, I never noticed El, even though she noticed me a little before. I only really noticed her when she began sending Seph Snupin drabbles to try and convert him into becoming a Snupin shipper.

(I’ll get to that in a bit ^)

How we felt about each other before we became friends:

El told me that: “You intimidated the fuck out of me but I wanted to be your friend cuz I thought you were cool.” (😕) Because of my aura, apparently.

And, I feel bad for saying this but, I was a bit weirded out when I first noticed her sending asks to Seph. Back then, I was only friends with four members of the Elloona fam (Seph, Astro, Will, and Martina) and Seph was my fave person on Tumblr. I wasn’t weirded out in a mean-sorta-way, I was just like “hold the phone. who’s this person and why’s Seph friends with them?” because I’ve never noticed their existence before and was curious because they really seemed to love Snupin, so I was like.. there’s a Snupin shipper trying to convert my bestie and I didn’t know about it?😭

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Moving on, it had finally dawned on me that Seph didn’t ship Snupin, so I was like *le gasp* and sent him this ask where I expressed my shock over him not shipping Snupin and told him that I can send a bunch of recs. Seph of course refused (🙄). On the other hand, @maruke2003, seeing this, tags me in the replies (all the replies are there in the post I linked btw, so you can go check them out for yourself) and asks me to send me some recs for our wonderful OTP, and I, being myself, decide to create The Ultimate Snupin Fanfic List and list almost 50 fics—in which there are series included (so idk if each part of the series counts as an individual fic). She thanked me for it and noticed that one of the fics I recommended to her was Lily’s Boy by SomewheresSword, so she was like “OMG I LOVE LILY’S BOY” and told me I went a bit overboard. I told her she had wonderful taste and apologised, then she said she opened like 20 new fics and that “we’ll need to chat about Snupin one day cuz YES.”

Here was the exchange, for the lazy ones:

And that was that. I was just like “aight ig they’re pretty cool (if you ship Snupin, I automatically like you, that’s the rule), I hope we’ll manage to convert Seph one day.” I simply moved on with life.

Then around two days later El DMs me, iirc it was about Lily’s Boy (and Snupin fics as a whole), I was kinda like “oh” but replied anyway. We got to talking and it was enjoyable, then we soon started messaging each other everyday. And then boom. Chaotic Snupin-loving besties.

How we became wives:

One day, a random idea popped up in my head: What if El and I had a ship tag for our interactions for both of our blogs? I thought it’d be a fun little touch to both our blogs and so I told her about it, and she said we should make a ship name for us. Then we exchanged some choices and El came up with: ✨Elloona✨

I don’t remember at what point of our relationship did we start calling each other wives, but it just happened. I’m pretty sure it might have started when Ellie edited her bio and added “Moon is my wife” (🥹), and I was like omg let’s do that for each other and so I changed my bio. And we pretty much just went with that.

El and I kinda made flirty comments with each other bc we’re both dirty-minded and we love to make dumb jokes, so I think that’s where it started.

How we became mothers / How we became The Elloona Fam:

One day, Ellie just told me “I adopted Seph” and I was like yoooo. I thought it’d just stop at Seph but El and I soon started to gather up more and more children.

Here is the order of who we adopted:

1. Seph

2. Astro (who declared themselves as our child 🙂)

3. Martina

4. Rose

And we also got siblings for ourselves, Ellie has two siblings—our children’s aunts: Will and Teddy. I don’t have a sibling in the Elloona fam (THE POSITION IS OPEN but if we aren’t that close I’ll have to decline <3), but I suppose I have more than enough irl siblings to make up for that 🤷‍♀️

One day, El came up with a new tag: “The Elloona fam.” And now we just accepted it as our family name. We also created some other tags: “stan the Elloona fam for clear skin,” “Elloona and their first child,” (<- I came up with the first two 😌), “the Elloona fam,” “Elloona fam,” and “the Elloona sisters.” We might create one for the children but they hardly interact. 🙄

So yeah, I guess this just about covers it. Thanks for asking!

#i’m using all the elloona fam tags here btw #->#elloona #stan the elloona fam for clear skin #the elloona fam #elloona fam #elloona and their first child #the elloona sisters #ask #asks

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claymorexpunisher · 11 months

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Poppin the Question (Ch. 8/10)(Werewolf!The Shield) (18+ Ship Fic) (Repost)

Summary: Jon and Seth have a proposition for Roman. One that throws him in for a loop … (this fic was first posted in 2018. I can’t believe.)

Tags: 18+, M/M, smut, fluff, angst, angst with a happy ending, hair-pulling, hair kink, Daddy kink, name-calling.

Word Count: 17,916

“Wassup with him? I’ve texted him damn near all week and all he gives me are like, one word answers. Five words, max. Que le pasa?’’ Harper asked Jon as she scarfed down a chocolate frosted cupcake from catering. She couldn’t help but notice Roman’s slightly slumped shoulders even though the man was as nice as ever to everyone he came in contact with.

Harper started working in the WWE a couple years prior, and Roman, Seth and Jon were one of the few people who truly took her under their wing. Especially Jon. He even went as far as to lend a hand and give her a place to stay. Jon found Harper scrounging around in his garbage disposal for something to eat, and he quickly became like a brother to her. And so now whenever they all got the chance to hang out and be attached to the hip, they took it. He just understood the dysfunction that was her life more than anyone else. She didn’t really click with many people but, she was so grateful to call Jon and the boys her closest friends.

‘’Relationship drama.’’ Jon responded. Since Harper and the boys were so close, she was one of the few people who knew about the nature of their relationship from the start. ‘’Mm?’’ Harper hummed in response, swallowing the last bite of the cupcake and cleaning herself off with the napkin in her hand. ‘’Elaborate. Gimme the tea! Cuz he clearly won’t.’’ Harper pressed, leaning in and being nosy. ‘’There’s no ‘tea’ ‘’Jon chuckled, making Harper giggle in response. ‘’So… he didn’t ask y’all to mark him and Sethie didn’t get cold feet?’’ Harper asked innocently, laughing loudly as Jon’s head swiveled toward her in astonishment. ‘’I got a vision, man. You know I can’t help that. I just didn’t wanna, like..’’ Harper trailed off moving her hands vaguely in hopes that he’d understand. ‘’…Yeah.’’ Jon nodded. ‘’Ro keeps saying he’s cool with Seth’s decision, but I mean, I think we all know that’s not true…’’ Jon shrugged. ‘’Y’all can stop talkin’ about me now- what’s goin on, Shorty?’’ Roman chuckled, bringing Harper in for a warm hug. ‘’I could ask you the same thing, Big Dawg.’’ Harper raised a brow and placed a hand on her hip before her features softened and she patted Roman’s stomach over his vest. ‘’You okay, bro?’’ She asked softly, scanning Roman’s features. ‘’Thought you knew.’’ Roman responded, lifting his brows in a question of his own that he already knew the answer to. Harper lightly smacked his stomach over his black vest in return. ‘’Watch the tone. I’m just concerned. And yes, I do know but I wanted to give your ass the illusion and respect of privacy and the option to tell me yourself. You know I can’t help these damn visions.’’ Harper grumbled, now moving to sit her nearly 5-foot frame onto one of the crates backstage next to Roman and letting her short legs dangle over the edge. She looked up at Roman when he patted her knee affectionately. ‘’I know… I know. I’m sorry, H.’’ Roman said. ‘’I’m trying not to think about it and to be understanding. ‘’ ‘’But deep down it bothers you.’’ Harper responded with a knowing glint in her eye. ‘’It’s okay if it does, man! You can’t help how you feel. I can’t say it wouldn’t sting a little if it were me.’’ She said, shrugging her shoulders. ‘’Why don’t we go out tonight? We’re in Miami- my hometown! I can find us a decent bar to go to and get into some trouble.’’ Harper quipped, eyeing the three with a seemingly casual smirk. ‘’What happened? Trouble in paradise?’’ Jon replied sporting a smirk of his own, alluding to Harper's unfortunate mixed-tag partner, Baron Corbin. The pair seemed to hate each other’s guts for some reason, and the boys, along with the rest of the locker room found it endlessly hilarious. ‘’Shut up. I don’t know why I even got paired with the asshat! Everyone knows I can’t stand his insufferable ass!’’ Harper growled, crossing her arms over her chest in irritation at the mere mention of the werewolf. ‘’Feeling’s mutual, Princesa..’’ she heard from behind her.

The playful tone in his voice, and the nickname he had apparently chosen for her since they met made her eyes roll immediately. ‘’Oh wow, you can roll your R’s pretty well for a white boy! Good job, Scrappy-Doo! Now fuck off.’’ Harper drawled, punctuating her words with a slow and sarcastic clap of her hands, then she let her fake smile drop. She glared at Jon and Roman as they snickered quietly in amusement amongst themselves. ‘’Gosh…so unnecessarily mean…we’re on tonight against you two.’’ Baron motioned to Roman and Jon. ‘’Sweet.’’ Jon replied. ‘I’ll see ya out there…bye, princesa..’’ Baron said in a low sing-song tone, chuckling at the look of pure hatred on Harper's face as he strolled back to his locker room to get ready for the night. ‘’One of these days…’’ Harper murmured angrily, letting her words hang in the air. ‘’So? We goin or not?’’ She asked the boys, quickly changing the subject as Jon and Roman looked at her with matching smirks lighting up their faces. ‘’I’m down.’’ Jon said and nodded his head in agreement. ‘’You three goin out tonight?’’ Seth asked, coming over to sit with the trio. ‘’Yep. I could definitely use a few shots of…somethin.’’ Harper smiled warmly at him even though she could feel the tension seeping out of him and the other two men. ‘’…Do you wanna come with?’’ She asked even though she already knew the answer. ‘’Nah, I’m good. You guys go ahead, though. Have fun on my behalf.’’ He grinned. ‘’What’s the plan for tonight? I have another segment possibly with Dominik.’’ ‘’Mox and I are in action against King and Queen Corbin.’’ Roman aimed a devilish smirk in Harper's direction, already sensing the woman’s incoming outburst. ‘’Shut the fuck up, Reigns.’’ Harper grunted, punching his side as he burst into amused giggles at her expense. Seth chuckled, watching the exchange. ‘’You two have to get it together and stop lyin to yourselves.’’ ‘’You first.’’ Harper responded without missing a beat. She fixed Seth with a sweet but clearly fake smile and stared the deadly silent men down, daring them make another smart-assed response. ‘’I gotta go to hair and makeup for some touch ups. I’ll see y’all out there. And I’ll text ya the deets about the bar.” She said, grunting softly and brushing off the matching bottoms of her gear as she hopped off of the crate. ‘’Alright, Shorty.’’ Roman responded with a good-natured grin. She was just about to walk away, clearly pissed off about Seth’s comment, but Jon didn’t let her escape without giving her an affectionate kiss to the temple.

Meanwhile at the hotel, Seth laid in his bed nursing…well, every bottle that the mini bar held. He was way past tipsy at this point, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop. He figured if the boys and Harper were going to have their fun that night, so would he. He knew he was being petty. He could’ve accepted the invite, but his pride as usual got the better of him. And he knew that he had only received the invite out of courtesy. He knew things were going to be awkward the entire time they were out trying to have a good time and he just didn’t want to deal with it, nor did he want to put Harper in the middle of all of it. The fact that Roman and Jon were answering his texts earlier in the night- albeit in short answers, and now there was radio silence didn’t make him feel any better though. He finally turned his phone off at a quarter to three to stop himself from checking for a response every 2 seconds. ‘This is fun…me. A bottle o’ Jack. S’all I need…’ He thought to himself. If they wanted to have some fun without him, he’d make his own fun…

————— ~After a RAW taping, on the way to the hotel for the night~

Harper to Seth: -I think Cancun is a perfect spot. Perfect for what you wanna do as well. It’s gorgeous! Go for it!-

Seth looked up from his phone to address the guys once he made up his mind thanks to Harper's encouragement. She’d been telling him to go for it for weeks now. Besides, seeing as the three of them were the workhorses of the company, they were due for some time off.

The second that Jon and Roman got back from their little outing with Harper a couple days ago, they came to a mutual decision and made a beeline for Seth’s room, where the three of them talked things out. Seth was a little pissed off-and maybe a little jealous at the thought of his boyfriends dancing with anyone else that night. But he swallowed his pride and his jealousy and he apologized profusely. It was a drunken apology, but both Jon and Roman thought him sincere, plus neither of them was particularly sober that night.

Harper to Seth:-Do it! Cancun is stunning and y'all will have a great time! You need the time off.-

‘’Fuck it,’’ Seth mumbled to himself. ‘’ Hey, guys..’’ Seth began. ‘’What do you think about the three of us going away for a week or two?’’ He asked, eyeing Jon and Roman from the backseat of the car. ‘’A week or two? Where?’’ Roman asked, making a left. Seth, now leaned forward and excitedly rattled off his plans to both men. ‘’Cancun! Not a bad spot. I’m down.’’ Jon said, nodding in approval. ‘’Yeah, for sure.’’ Roman nodded as well. ‘’We’re well overdue for a little break.’’ Seth hummed in reply, rubbing his hands together in anticipation for their vacation. ‘’My thoughts exactly! We leave on Sunday. I already spoke with the bossman.’’ He told them, giving Roman a grin filled with childlike glee through the rearview mirror that made the older man chuckle.

-It’s happening!:)-

-omg, yay! Have fun! <3-

-you have fun rooming with Corbin tonight. Lol-

-That WAS NOT my decision. I’m suing this hotel I stg.- —————

~In Cancun~ ‘’Why do you two always have to carry so much shit? And why is this house the size of an entire country?! There’s only three of us!” Jon grumbled as the three men made trips to bring their bags into the Airbnb that Seth had rented for them for the duration of their stay. “Jon, babe. Relax.” Seth tried to placate his boyfriend. His shoulders shook with silent laughter as he came up behind Jon and pecked the back of his neck softly. ‘’These are the last of em, anyway. Then we can rest or get in the pool or whatever we want. Alright? Breathe.’’ Seth stressed, bringing Jon closer to him from behind once the last of the bags were set in their bedroom. ‘’We have this gigantic place to ourselves for the next 15 days! Come on now..’’ Roman exclaimed, grabbing Jon’s face and kissing him soundly. ‘’…You two are way too chipper for the plane ride of absolute hell we just had,’’ Jon said with a shake of his head. The gesture was fonder than anything as he felt his irritation slowly begin to melt. ‘’What y’all wanna do now?’’ Roman asked the pair as he tightened up his loose bun. Jon answered Roman’s question simply by plopping down onto the bed face first, making the larger man clutch his stomach as his body shook with loud laughter. ‘’You’re so fuckin dramatic, man.’’ He said mid laughter, but he joined Jon and Seth on the bed regardless. ‘’I’m callin it. This is the best part o’ the house.’’ Jon murmured sleepily. He practically purred as Roman’s hand rubbed his scalp in slow and soothing motions.

Initially, Seth was going to broach the topic of them finally taking their relationship to the next level but, seeing as they were all clearly exhausted, he decided to leave it until they were all more rested.

That opportunity came in the evening when they were all settled in the lounge room, watching a movie on the giant flatscreen built into the wall. ‘’Hey…guys.’’ Seth started to say, and he watched them slowly take their eyes off the tv and focus on him. ‘’Listen. Um. I know we kinda talked about this already but…seeing as we have a couple weeks off, I think now would be the best time to…’’ Seth trailed off, waving his hands vaguely and hoping both men would catch his draft. ‘’I know this is why you booked this trip. Come on, babe. You ain’t slick.’’ Roman eyed him, his eyes twinkling in amusement. ‘’Well then.’’ Seth said as he huffed out a soft laugh. His face flushed bright red as he realized he’d been caught. ‘’Let’s not worry about that, though. Let’s just chill! Let it happen naturally.’’ Roman said, aiming a wink at both men.

‘’I dunno…I’m kinda in the mood,’’ Jon muttered, shoveling a handful of popcorn into his mouth. ‘’You’re always in the mood and ready to go,’’ Seth snickered. He playfully snarled and lightly bit Jon’s neck only to be rewarded with a growl and Jon’s eyes suddenly flashed a bright yellow. ‘’Oh, you weren’t kidding..’’ Seth muttered as he took notice…

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“We’re Not Promised Tomorrow.” Chapter 13 “Holding Out For A Hero.”

Masterlist Chapter 12

Pairing: Obi-Wan x Fem OC

W/C: 9.1 K

Warning: Cannon-type violence. Death, decapitation, blood, wounds, torture, blaster fire and lightsaber wounds, slight language (if you squint), Maul’s a psychopath in this chapter. I’m sure there's more that I forgot as there is a lot of fighting in this chapter and it's very emotional and heavy.

A/N: Did I listen to a song by the same name from a great animated movie about a green ogre while I wrote this chapter...yup, sure did 😊....and really though, when is Obi not the perfect fit for this song....yeah, I need help but it's okay... Moving on, I’m trying to keep this story canon compliant but as you see, some things just don’t go that way 🤷🏻‍♀️ . Additionally, I’m pretty sure the Force doesn’t work that way and medical droids don’t work the way I described them but I took my creative liberties. When I had originally written this, I imagined the planet to look desert-like and with Moroccan influence. Also, can we talk about how extremely well this GIF works/looks?!?! I’m in love with it.....Enjoy this chapter cuz the next one is a BIG one in terms of story content. 😉 As always thank you for all your support and enthusiasm.

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Obi-Wan snuck through the village stealthily. He had ditched his Jedi robes and was sporting his clone wars armor that he usually wore in battle. Ahsoka really had thought of everything, she had grabbed his and Anakin’s with the extra time that it took the two men to arrive at the hanger.

He could feel everything in the Force around him. The still, eeriness of the empty village. An unsettling feeling of being watched, as if invisible eyes were on his back. Casually, he looked around, but he couldn’t see anything. If Maul was hiding, he was hiding in the Force as well.

Obi-Wan was truly walking into this situation blind.

He could feel Anakin and the men on the ship. There was a nervous calm that surrounded them. They were ready to move into position at a second’s notice, full of anticipation and alertness.

Quietly, he approached the building from the North as planned. The entrance had been blocked by fallen debris, no doubt a challenge from Maul to slow him down. He would have to be quiet about this, for there was still a small chance that he still had the element of surprise on his side.

Obi-Wan closed his eyes and reached out his hands, allowing the Force to flow through him. He used it to pick up the debris and place them off to the side, clearing the entrance.

Before he lept out from the shadows, he looked around one last time. They were all made of a beige clay material, perfect for the heat that was trapped in the planet's atmosphere. Some were tall and others were small, the height of the average family dwelling. The buildings surrounding his position had many turrets and towers. He was thankful that the planet was covered in a thick, soupy fog, allowing him to move without casting a shadow, for no matter how much he looked, he couldn’t tell if someone was waiting for him to spring out of the shadows to take their shot.

Maul or Savage could be anywhere.

He steeled himself with a final deep breath. He would have to dart into the building as quickly as he could to avoid a potential attack; because if there was going to be one, this is where they would be waiting for him.

Obi-Wan moved gracefully and agilely across the space, into the entrance of the building that was his target. He held his breath as ran, allowing for complete silence.

He ducked and rolled into the entry of the building, rolling right into a corner for cover.

He made it and allowed himself to take a breath as he took a look around at his surroundings. He was in some sort of indoor/outdoor courtyard. There was a broken, dried-out fountain in the middle, broken mosaic tiles in gorgeous shades of blue, yellow, and cream sad cracked, and muddied from years of neglect.

The area wasn’t that big, but it was just big enough to have large openings in the walls that were about chest height off the ground if he stood up that is. If he stayed low, the half walls would provide cover, but he would be prone to a sneak attack from behind. No route was completely safe.

He sent out his Force Signature discreetly. He called to Emily, trying to find her. He felt a stirring in the Force straight ahead of him; down a corridor that led to a staircase that disappeared into the darkness.

“Oh jolly, he’s leading me underground.”

He took one last look around before he scurried to the fountain, stopping beside it to check his surroundings. Once he established that he was good, he continued to the hallway.

Standing in a crouching position, Obi-Wan walked carefully down the darkening hallway. He kept one hand on the wall for balance and feel, using the Force to guide him. The other was hovering over his lightsaber, ready to grab it any moment.

Before he put a foot on the top step, he stopped. He was going the right way in terms of finding Emily, but this was odd. Everything in the Force was telling him something was wrong…and he agreed. So far, this had been too easy.

Emily was tucked away deep under this building, he knew that from the Force. However, he felt that it was odd that Maul let him get this far without tormenting him or trying something.

Also, he could still feel that sensation of being watched. He stopped breathing and stilled himself, lowering his hand closer to his lightsaber, listening for anything.

Nothing.

He breathed out quietly through his mouth, a shallow breath. He would press on.

He was betting Maul was going to wait till he was in the catacombs before cornering him because only a slimo like him would corner his prey because he knew he’d have a better chance.

The Jedi Master ascended down the staircase slowly, taking his time, as he was trying to be mindful of traps or a vulnerable opening.

In complete darkness now, he still hadn’t activated his lightsaber, afraid the noise of it igniting would give him away, if he already hadn’t been. He continued to rely on the Force to show him the way.

He reached the bottom of the staircase and through the Force, he could see that he came to a three-way intersection. He extended himself once again, looking for Emily.

Feeling her stirring, she recognized his presence. His heart leapt at the recognition that she displayed in sensing him. But as it had done so on the ship, it quickly turned to fear and anxiety.

She really thought he would listen to her and abandon her.

“Sorry My Dear, but that’s just not going to happen.” He told her as he followed her pull down the left corridor.

He continued to walk in inky blackness, relying on the Force. Her rose-colored Force Signature is like a beacon of light and hope in the darkness.

He stopped. He could feel something behind him. This would be a great place for an ambush, he realized as he took in the dark, closed in space of the, narrow tunnel. He could either run ahead into the nothing or fight his way through whoever or whatever was behind, him back towards the staircase.

He stilled, listening.

He grabbed his lightsaber from his belt, the blue blade igniting like a torch, lighting up the whole tunnel as he whirled around, saber held across him in defense.

Nothing.

“What?!?” He breathed out, confused.

He was sure someone was there, but he couldn’t sense or see anything anymore.

Obi-Wan realized he needed to be stronger, the dark side of the Force was playing with him.

He kept his lightsaber ignited as he pressed onward.

He came to another three-way crossroad. To the right, was the pull of Emily’s Signature.

He was getting closer; her presence was stronger than ever. But there was a change in her Force essence as if a greater panic had suddenly flowed through her. Maybe she could feel him getting closer?

But she just kept telling him to turn back. Was she that afraid for him? Emily was graceful and feminine but she was no fairy princess, if something scared her this much then he’d be foolish not to pay attention to the emotions she was sending through the Force, for they were the only reliable warning he had about the situation he could be walking into.

He could start to see a light at the end of the confined tunnel. The air quality was changing too. He would be walking into a wider open space.

Obi-Wan walked carefully, reaching the open space. The light from the torches on the wall burned his eyes as they had become accustomed to the darkness.

He was standing in some kind of stone dungeon.

Emily’s beige Jedi robe was ahead of him, on the ground; dirty and bloodied around where her wrists would have been when she had worn it. Patches of dried blood stained the once pristine robe and it was torn in several places.

He ran over to the robe and picked it up. But he found nothing else there, just the robe.

He was sure she was here, he had felt her; had followed her Force Signature to this spot.

Obi-Wan was too lost in his concern to have felt the chill in the air, the change in the Force.

A deep, rumbling, evil laugh filled the dungeon.

From high above on a ledge, a red lightsaber flashed to life, lighting up the darkness of the ceiling.

“Oh, Kenobi….you never disappoint me.” Darth Maul said menacingly.

Obi-Wan jumped to his defensive position as he looked up. As he did, his eyes narrowed in fury. Darth Maul’s lightsaber was held across Emily's throat as he held her hostage.

“Let her go, Maul!” Obi-Wan ordered.

“You would like that wouldn’t you, you pathetic Jedi,” Maul said, tightening his hold on Emily.

Emily winced in pain.

“Maul, you know this is about you and I. You got what you wanted, I’m here. Let her go, let her walk out of this dungeon right now, and then you and I can get on with it. There’s a ship that I used to get here, she can fly herself off this planet, and then it’s just me and you.”

He was speaking as much to Emily as he was Maul, hoping that she would pick up on the instructions he was secretly sending to her. She would find Anakin outside and he would help her to get out of here and not look back like he had ordered them to. If he could use those negotiating skills of his and put them to good use then maybe he’d be able to make it out of there as well, but Emily’s safety and the safety of his friends on the ship were his main concern.

If self-sacrifice was part of the equation, then he was prepared to make that sacrifice for his friends; for her.

“.......Do you think that I am stupid enough to believe a word you say Jedi? However…. I am surprised you came alone. You must be desperate to save her…… I like you when you're desperate.” Maul teased.

“Well that’s good, at least we didn’t blow our cover.” Obi-Wan thought to himself.

Maul grabbed Emily forcefully by the back of her neck and jumped down to the ground, taking her with him. He landed on his feet, his mechanical legs hitting the floor hard, shaking the ground. Emily’s legs absorbed the shock from herself hitting the ground. Obi-Wan, who had almost lost his balance from the weight of Maul’s landing, felt her pain in the Force as it shot up Emily’s legs. She was gasping, Maul was holding her so tightly by the neck that he was choking her.

Obi-Wan could see Emily’s lightsaber clipped to Maul’s belt. The rose-colored metal gleamed in the warm glow of the torches. He would have to get that back somehow.

Maul’s eyes were like that of a predator looking at it’s meal; full of rage, hunger, and amber colored, filled with the Dark Side.

“Well Kenobi, you find yourself in an interesting situation. The last time I had someone you cared about at saber point you failed to save them. Will you be so incompetent this time? Or should I just gut her now so we can get this started?”

As Maul spoke something moved behind Obi-Wan. Savage emerged from a shadowed corner, igniting his dual-bladed crimson lightsaber.

Obi-Wan looked at Emily. She looked so weak, she could barely hold her head up and her wrists were still bound.

He had to stay calm. His anger would only distract him. If he freed her, could she fight? If he could grab her and get her to the surface, out in the open so Anakin could engage; then he felt like they would have half a chance.

Obi-Wan turned defensively in a circle, watching both brothers, saber at the ready.

“You know, last time I cut you in half at the waist; that was my mistake. This time I'll make sure I go for your head. It will look good on the floor next to your brothers.” Obi-Wan jeered at Maul.

Maul took the bait. He flung Emily aside and lept for Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan ducked and rolled from the direction that Maul came from, causing Maul to leap over him. He then used the Force to push both brothers forcefully into one of the dungeon walls.

Knowing he didn’t have a lot of time, he moved quickly. He used his lightsaber to cut Emily’s shackles. As they fell to the floor, she cried out in pain, as some of the metal that had been digging into her skin was ripped out when they were cut off.

Obi-Wan looked at her wrists, gently taking them into his hands to examine them. He had held these wrists at breakfast days before when he had tried to calm her down. They were beautiful and whole then, not like now, they were bloodied and scabbed. The shackles had been so tight that they had cut into her flesh. He looked into her eyes for a brief second and he saw so much. She was so glad he was there but she was truly terrified for both of them and clearly in so much pain.

What had they done to her?

But his moment was over, Maul and Savage had recovered from their interaction with the wall and were now running towards the two of them, sabers drawn.

Obi-Wan somersaulted infront of her and with expert timing blocked both of their attacks from making contact with him or Emily.

He swung his blue blade with precise timing and skill, moving around them, trying to draw them away from Emily. He didn’t want her getting caught in the crossfire.

The two brothers attacked him viciously. His defensive form of combat allowed him to fight off multiple enemies at once easily, but like the last time he had fought them both, he was becoming outmatched. He had to think of something, quickly.

He wasn’t thrilled with the idea that had come to mind, but he realized had no other choice. If he called Anakin down here, he would be blowing their cover and leading the boy down to a dead-end dungeon, where they would most likely end up trapped. Once that happened he wasn’t good to anyone and they would be worse off.

Additionally, by the time Anakin got there, no matter how fast he moved, he’d probably be too late.

Making peace with his only option, he pushed Savage back with the Force and turned around and swung at Maul with intensity. He knocked Maul off balance for a split second and he seized the opportunity to grab Emily’s lightsaber.

He flipped backward and ran toward her, holding her saber out towards her. She grabbed it swiftly from him.

“Can you use that?” Dropping her lightsaber into her lap, he called his question to her over his shoulder as he re-engaged with Savage, who had been running towards him. Maul was still reeling from his sneak attack and hadn’t gained his footing back.

He didn’t receive an answer though. Instead, he saw a green shadow of light ignite in the dungeon from behind him as Emily switched on her lightsaber.

Using all the strength and energy she had left despite her injuries, she sprang up and jumped into the battle and blocked an attack from Maul that would have cut right through Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wand and Emily stood back to back now. They exchanged a glance with each other as they each locked sabers with their opponents. He saw that same fire and determination in her that she did everything with. She may have been weak and hurt but if she was going to die, she was going to die fighting. In truth, he would expect nothing less of her.

They danced around each other, switching opponents like they were playing a game.

Knowing that she would follow his lead, he lined up their movements so that they were backing themselves out of the dungeon.

“Just a little more, keep holding out Emily.” He thought to himself as they fought. They needed to keep moving back, holding them off so till they were directly under the archway.

He could feel Emily’s pain from her forced movements as she fought beside him. She was in no condition to be fighting. Right now, it didn’t matter because their survival depended on it, but later on, It would be just another thing that he would be angry at himself for.

Obi-Wan moved quickly and without warning. He swung at Maul and Savage, blocking both Zabraks with a one-handed move, using his other hand to push Emily further back into the tunnel, away from the fight.

Obi-Wan then built up a massive Force Burst and aimed it at the brothers, knocking them off their feet. He slammed them back into the dungeon and jumped backward, out of the entryway. He then used the Force to collapse the archway, sealing the dark side duo in the dungeon.

Turning, he ran to Emily as he put his lightsaber away.

She reached her hand out for help getting to her feet, but he ignored her, scooped her up bridal style, and ran as fast as he could. “COME ON. THAT WON’T BUY US MUCH TIME, BUT WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE THEY GET OUT OR THE TUNNEL COLLAPSES!!” Dust and debris from the wreckage filled the tunnel as he shouted to her.

She started to protest, “I CAN RUN, SAVE YOUR STRENGTH!” She shouted as the tunnel began to collapse around them.

Obi-Wan ignored her, shooting her a sharp look as he retracted his route out of the tunnels.

They were either going to be buried alive in the collapsing tunnel or attacked if he didn’t hurry.

As he approached the staircase, he tightened his grip on her and hugged her body to him.

“HOLD ON!” He shouted as Force Leapt up the entire staircase that led to the surface.

He emerged into the corridor, completely clearing the stairs.

He ran at breakneck speed through the hallway and into the courtyard. As he exited the hallway he started shouting orders for the team leads, as he could feel his friends closer in the Force.

“CODY! REX! ANAKIN!” Obi-Wan shouted, Emily still in his arms.

The two teams of troopers moved from behind the building that Obi-Wan had emerged from as Anakin lept to the ground in front of him from a tall tower.

Turning to his troop commander, years of battlefield experience came back to Obi-Wan. “Cody, you and Echo take Master Marblu, help Ashoka get her to the Medical Bay aboard this ship. When you're done come back here.” Obi-Wan ordered, putting Emily into Cody’s arms. He gave Cody a look that told him to guard Emily with his life as he handed her to him.

Cody was smart, he was able to understand Obi-Wan’s silent request and gave him a tight head nod to let him know that he understood. But before Cody could leave, Emily started failing in his arms and yelling at Obi-Wan.

“OBI-WAN COME ON, HE'S TRAPPED! WE’RE IN THE CLEAR! LET’S GO!”

She flailed and fought to break free of Cody; which caused Cody to accidentally drop her. Emily tried to stand back up but her body protested. She was weak and hurt, and the fighting had not improved her condition. The scabs on her wrists had opened from swinging her saber and were freshly bleeding.

Obi-Wan knelt next to Emily, cupping her face in his hands.

“Emily, my darling….it’s not that easy. I can feel him, his anger and rage. He’s out for blood, my blood. You have to trust me on this. If we don’t deal with this now, he will just come back to hurt someone else. You're safe. That's what’s important. Ashoka is on the ship with a Medical Droid waiting for you. You will be okay, I promise you, you will be okay.” He kissed her forehead.

Emily had tears in her eyes as she clung to his hands. Her eyes were pleading with him to follow her.

Anakin couldn’t believe what he was watching. Obi-Wan had just kissed her forehead?!? He wanted to take his eyeballs out of his skull, check them, and then put them back to make sure he saw what he just believed he saw. This wasn’t just any jedi, this Obi-Wan fricken Kenobi…the Jedi Master who sat on the council and followed every rule in the book…and he just kissed her?!?!?!

Anakin knew his master and he knew all too well that not personally, but as a Jedi, he didn’t condone outward displays of affection, especially emotionally driven ones. For Obi-Wan to express himself like that in this moment, it told Anakin a few things.

It told him that he was worried about Emily’s condition and/or their potential survival on this mission, making the stakes more higher and real than they already were for him as the general in charge. Secondly, it confirmed his sneaky suspicion that his master was completely full of shit and whether or not he ever acted on it….Jedi Master Emily Marblu was more than a “friend” to his former master.

Obi-Wan stood up and ignited his blue-bladed lightsaber. Emily’s facial expression fell, defeated in the glow of the blue light.

Maul’s iron legs could be heard cleaning in the distance, he was already clearing the steps and coming down the corridor that Obi-Wan had sprinted through just seconds ago; he was roaring in anger.

“Get out of here Commander!” Obi-Wan ordered sternly.

“Sir, yes Sir!” Cody took off at a run with Echo covering him.

Emily screamed her protests as she was carried off, still trying to fight Cody in hopes of remaining with Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan winced at the sound of her screams. His back was still facing the building and the Zabrack brothers who were running towards them. He turned his head towards Anakin.

He sighed and breathed heavily. Waving his hand in a dismissive motion at Anakin, he ordered his former padawan.

“Get out of here Anakin, get on the ship, take the boys, and get out of here.” He indicated to Rex and Fives.

Anakin’s face grew hard. He looked at Obi-Wan, scoffing at him. He then looked straight ahead, beyond Obi-Wan, at Maul and Savage who were running towards them; sabers swinging.

Without any words, he reached for his saber that was attached to his belt. Igniting it, he stood in his ready stance and called to the troopers behind him. “Boy’s take cover and bring the heat!”

“Sir yes, Sir!’ Rex and Fives took a position behind the Jedi, blasters held up and aimed at their target.

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. He really wasn’t in the mood to deal with Anakin and his nack for disobeying orders. He started to say something but Anakin cut him off.

“You saved your friend Obi-Wan, that’s what counts. Now WE have to finish the mission. I don’t leave men in the field, never mind my friends. Everyone goes home on my watch or we die together. I’m staying with you.”

As Anakin finished talking to Obi-Wan, he was out of time. He engaged with Savage, blue and red sabers clashing.

Obi-Wan didn’t argue as he rounded on Maul, who was now practically on top of him and re-engaged with his long time foe.

Was he surprised at Anakin’s choices? No, not really. If they survived, he would be eternally grateful…but if they perished…well, survivor’s guilt wouldn’t begin to describe his emotions. He hoped if it came to that point that Maul would just make it quick for him.

But he couldn’t get lost in his thoughts and “what if’s”, not when they were still very much in the heat of the battle.

Maul pushed Kenobi off of him and screamed in rage.

“NO! YOU DIDN’T FOLLOW DIRECTIONS!!!! YOU DIDN’T PLAY BY THE RULES! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO COME ALONE!!!… YOU FAILED KENOBI.....AND FOR THAT…….YOU WILL SUFFER GREATER THAN YOU COULD HAVE EXPECTED TOO…YOU DIE TODAY!!!…”

He reached into his belt and pulled out a remote-type device.

The Sith hit a large button on the remote. As soon as he did so, a mechanical humming noise sounded, like systems that were booting up.

Concerned, Obi-Wan and Anakin shared sideways glances at the sound of the humming.

From inside the buildings and dwellings all around them, B1 Battle Droids emerged, firing their blasters as they emerged.

Anakin and Obi-Wan now fully looked at each other, horrified.

Maul on the other hand was looking like a mad man that had discovered the house of torture at a carnival, and that it was his new favorite attraction.

“A gift from General Grievous, he sends his best,” Maul said, lunging at Obi-Wan, and standing in his ready stance.

“GRIEVOUS!?!” Obi-Wan thought to himself, “when did those two meet?”

Rex and Fives who originally were in place for a headshot on Maul or Savage were now engaged in shooting down the swarms of droids that were surrounding them.

Maul, Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Savage were surrounded by buildings and droids in every direction.

Rex and Fives were behind Anakin and Obi-Wan covering them from the approaching droids that would have sandwiched the Jedi with the Sith brothers. Cody and Echo had joined the battle behind the two Zabaraks, cutting off approaching droids from aiding the brothers.

“And you wanted us to leave!” Anakin shouted to his former master while engaged in battle.

“At least you would have lived!” Obi-Wan yelled over Maul’s threats as he defended himself, swinging his lightsaber.

“We’re not down and out yet old man!” Anakin shot back, swinging with fury at Savage.

The clones were shooting down the droids left and right, but no matter how many shots, they just kept coming.

How many were there?

They needed to do something and fast, the situation just kept escalating.

As Obi-Wan was thinking of a plan, trying to fight while constantly taking an assessment of the situation. However, impulsive and bold as he always way, Anakin struck first.

In one swift, aggressive motion, he disarmed Savage by cutting his saber arm clean from his body, right at the elbow joint.

Not wasting any time, as Savage fell to his knees in pain clutching his upper arm, Anakin cut his head off.

It was as if everything happened in slow motion after that, Obi-Wan even swore that his breathing slowed.

Pure shock flowed through him.

Maul stopped, momentarily distracted at the sight of his brother's head that was rolling on the ground toward him.

“No…No…..NO!!!” Maul’s words gradually grew from a whisper to a feral-sounding scream.

Now it was Obi-Wan’s turn to stare in disbelief at something. Obi-Wan couldn’t believe Anakin had killed an unarmed being….it went against everything that he had been taught from the Jedi Code.

He knew he should be happier, Anakin’s actions had turned the tide of the fight; they had a real chance at getting out of here now….

But still…..what had Anakin done?

Obi-Wan stood at ease, just staring at Anakin. The boy was still standing over Savage’s lifeless body, looking triumphant and not at all disturbed by what he had done….Obi-Wan had half a mind to just stop the battle and confront Anakin on his actions.

But before Obi-Wan could say anything, he was shot in the arm by a larger, gray Battle Droid.

He dropped to his knees grabbing his arm, wincing in pain. Yet, he couldn’t stay down long and be vulnerable, he had to stay alert.

A shadow was suddenly cast over him from behind. Turning to look over his shoulder, he saw Maul leaping toward him in mid-air, saber held over his head, ready to be thrust down onto Obi-Wan. He had lunged at him with a wild fury.

The Jedi turned quickly and in a two-handed stance, jumped to his feet he held his saber across him defensively. The red and blue sabers met with a cloud clash of lasers.

From around him, Obi-Wan could see Anakin move into position.

It was two-on-one now, both Jedi dueling Maul. Grateful for Anakin’s help, Obi-Wan knew that Maul wasn’t to be underestimated. Visions of the fight with Qui-Gon on Naboo flashed through his mind, distracting momentarily. Shaking off the clod sweat-induced memories, he focused on the battle, determined to make this one different than that last time he fought alongside another Jedi and Maul.

Now the two Jedi had an easier fight on their hands, it was the troopers who were the ones that were becoming overwhelmed by the continuous onslaught of clones.

“There are too many!” Echo shouted.

“Push ‘em back, push ‘em back!” Rex shouted from the other side, turning in all directions and furiously firing.

Obi-Wan was exhausted and his body was starting to quit on him after everything. After everything he had been through emotionally and physically in the last 48 hours, he could feel his strength draining.

Anakin on the other hand was holding his own, with little signs of fatigue. However, Obi-Wan eas determined to stay in this fight till the end. However, Obi-Wan did like the fury that he could see in Anakin’s eyes….to Anakin, this fight with Maul had become personal. He knew that Anakin loved his friends, and considered Obi-Wan a brother…he had told him once his fight was their fight and despite Obi-Wan’s incessant protest, he never lost that view.

The Jedi Master knew he needed to get his former padawan away from the Zabarack that way he could help the overwhelmed troopers before something happened to them.

Just as Obi-Wan was about to rejoin the battle with second wind and take over, something in the distance distracted both him and Anakin.

In the distance behind Maul, a flash of greenish light appeared as something leapt off a rooftop. It blurred through the air.

Ashoka jumped into the middle of a group of battle droids, landing with her sabers drawn in her reverse grip stance. As she landed, the heads of a group of battle droids that she had sliced through upon her landing, clanked as they hit the ground around her.

Leaping forward, she darted and moved, slicing through the air with ease, her twin sabers flowing with her as an extension of her. She cut off the group that was approaching Cody and Echo, cutting droids down and easing their burden.

“NO!” Anakin shouted.

Anakin’s focus on Maul was temporarily broken.

Obi-Wan watched in horror as Maul used the moment to knock Anakin off balance and knock him to the ground. “NO!” Obi-Wan hissed.

In his fall, Anakin had dropped his saber. With a cry, Maul lunged at him, saber held high, ready to plunge it into the Jedi.

Anakin raised his hand and used the Force to call his lightsaber to him but Maul was too quick.

His eyes widened as he realized that Maul was about to plunge his saber through him and that he had nothing to defend himself with. Attempting to scramble to his feet and roll to the side, Anakin failed like a fish out of water.

Realizing he was in trouble, he squeezed his eyes shut and braced for the searing pain of a lightsaber.

But as he hunched over, crouched in fear….he felt no pain, he could hear the hum of a lightsaber, but no pain.

Relaxing and uncrouching, he looked over his shoulder, confused.

Where the red blade should have plunged through Anakin’s skull, Obi-Wan’s blue blade was blocking the hit.

Obi-Wan leaned over Anakin, blocking Anakin from Darth Maul with his whole body.

Anakin straightened a smile on his face at his old master’s ability to always be there for him.

Obi-Wan on the other hand wasn’t smiling. As he pushed Maul back, he fired more orders.

“Go help Rex and Fives! Ashoka is fine, she’s got Cody and Echo. It’s no different than any other battle now!”

Continuing to push Maul away from Anakin, he kept shouting.

“LET’S JUST FINISH THIS AND GET OUT OF HERE!” Obi-Wan called over his shoulder as he charged back at Maul, meeting him in a fury of swings.

Anakin knew he was right, but he was angry, very angry. He didn’t want Ashoka where she could be in danger, she was still just a Padawan, but she had made that choice for him and directly gone against his orders.

Despite his anger, he knew that now was not the time to correct her. The mission had to come first.

Obi-Wan mixed battle forms. He swung with expert accuracy and overwhelming strength. He could tell Maul was confused, not knowing which move would come next because of his changing pattern.

Around him, he could see Anakin and Ashoka slicing their way through droids. There must have been over a thousand of them on the ground at this point.

But at least they were winning the battle.

Obi-Wan, taking advantage of the movement, overwhelmed Maul and disarmed him, taking his lightsaber in his hand and holding him at double-blade point.

Maul cowered on the ground at the tips of the sabers that Kenobi had pointed at him.

He reminded himself to not underestimate Maul even though he had been disarmed. But he had run out of patience at this point, Maul had put him through enough in the past few days.

Obi-Wan closed the distance between him and the flinching zabrack. Holding out both sabers, crimson and sky blue blades cast his face and white armor in an odd glow. He spoke with power and authority in his voice.

Maul cowered at Obi-Wan’s feet as the Jedi thrust the lightsabers at him, causing him to flinch.

“Listen to me…..and Listen to me carefully Maul. I am done with you. I have now disarmed you once before and killed you once. You're outmatched, Maul. You will never beat me. You can try, but you will always fail. So go, leave now, and I never, ever want to see you or hear your name again. And remember….I am letting you live because it’s the Jedi thing to do, but make NO MISTAKE, if you put one finger out of line, I will slice your head clean off your shoulders faster than you can blink.” Obi-Wan’s voice was growling by the time he reached the end of his sentence.

He deactivated Maul’s and used the Force to lift it into the air. Still using the Force, he crushed the saber, causing the crystal inside to explode. Containing the explosion via the Force, he threw it far into the sky, throwing it outside the village so that it exploded and landed safely away from them.

Not wanting to leave anything to chance, he turned and used the Force to call Savage’s lightsaber to him. He grabbed it only to fling it in the air and similarly destroy it the way he did Mauls.

Turning to face the cowardly sith, he sneered.

“Get out of here Darth Maul. Go find a rock to crawl under. I don’t ever want to see you again.” Obi-Wan said, taking his saber and repointing it at Maul’s head.

Maul spat at Obi-Wan’s boots. “YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE ALONE! YOUR WEAK JEDI! YOU'RE THE COWARD! YOU CHEAT AND ACT AS THOUGH YOU ARE ABOVE THE REST OF US”

Obi-Wan looked harder at him.

Arching an eyebrow at him, he considered his words carefully. “Don’t make me change my mind, I’m giving you a courtesy you don’t deserve because I follow the Jedi code. However, it is not frowned upon for Jedi to kill in extreme situations and this,” Obi-Wan gestured by looking toward Anakin and Ashoka who were finishing up with the droids, “Is an extreme situation. So leave now Maul before you don’t get a third chance….or how every many chances this would be…I’ve lost count at this point.”

Maul scowled as he slowly backed away, still staring at Kenobi. He considered his brother's dead body, his severed head on the ground; dead eyes still open.

He spat in Obi-Wan’s direction one final time and took off at a run, into the jungle.

Obi-Wan didn’t know it, but he would meet up with the Zabrak on a desert planet in another lifetime to finish what was started that day.

Sighing, he ran back to the remaining battle. The hard part was over now.

Anakin was finishing up with the last B1 Battle Droid on his end but Ashoka still had a few dozen left.

Cody, and Echo, advanced from their position, and Obi-Wan ran alongside their flank as the trio pressed forward to help Ahsoka finish the job.

Not needing their help, Ahsoka slashed through the last battle droid. Panting from exhaustion, she finally relaxed for the first time since she had jumped from the rooftop.

Obi-Wan came to stand infront of her, his arms crossed over his chest. He arched one eyebrow at her, playfully. She looked at her grand-master and extinguished her lightsabers.

“He’s going to be furious with me, isn’t he?” She asked him.

He stroked his beard pensively. “Yes, he is. You disobeyed a direct order Padawan. You put your Master’s life in danger and could have jeopardized the whole mission.” Using his best teacher's voice, Obi-Wan reprimanded her.

Ashoka felt deflated, her shoulders sagged at his scolding. She collapsed in a sitting position on the ground, truly exhausted.

Feeling the need to defend herself, she threw her hands up, exasperated. “You both looked overwhelmed, I couldn’t sit back and do anything! I knew I could engage the Battle Droids safely, so I did. I figured it was the easiest way to keep Master Skywalker happy while doing something…” She sighed, her head and eyes were cast down as she wasn’t able to look at Obi-Wan.

His coursantian accent was thick. ”Oh and thank the Force you did young one. Because we’d all probably be dead if you hadn’t done what you did.” Obi-Wan chuckled as he bent down to sit next to her.

Ashoka flinched back from him, stunned. “But you sa…..”

Obi-Wan cut her off with a wave of his hand.

“Oh, you asked if he is going mad at you. He’ll be furious I know he will; you disobeyed a direct order. BUT, in doing so, you followed your instincts, you stuck to your training, and did the RIGHT thing. You did only what you could handle and didn’t try anything foolhardy or daring. You put the needs of the mission above ego and orders…..Like a true Jedi… And by doing so, you saved our lives. You saved Cody and Echo from being overrun by droids that we couldn’t help them with. Had they fallen, Anakin and I would have had to fight Maul and those Droids together…..and even I don’t think we would have survived that…and we’ve survived a lot” He chuckled again, nudging her shoulder.

Ashoka looked at him and smiled, glad for his honesty and humor. Obi-Wan returned the smile, a rare moment between the two.

Looking ahead of her at her Master, she sobered.

“Will you help me out when he comes over here?” Ashoka asked, looking at an approaching Anakin.

Obi-Wan shook his head. “Nope, I’m not your master. You're not my Padawan. I’ll try something if he becomes out of hand. However, we got lucky today…..you got lucky today. The Force gave us fortune because you’ve had good training and you are talented Jedi Ashoka, but it could have gone either way. Lessons are lessons and we all need to learn them and take responsibility for them.” Obi-Wan turned to her as he spoke.

Anakin was walking toward them with anger in his eyes.

Before he could say anything Obi-Wan put a hand up in a “stop” motion. Despite the lecture he had just given Ahsoka, he knew he felt he had owed her.

“Just know that whatever you're gonna say to her I’d like to point out that we’d probably be dead if it wasn’t for her. You’ve trained her well Anakin, she followed her instincts and she kept her wits about her. You're a better teacher than you give yourself credit for.”

Anakin stopped his advance and looked momentarily stunned, but he quickly regained his focus. He looked at Ashoka, furious with her.

Pointing a gloved finger at her, he spoke with firmness. “When we get into hyperspace, you and I are going to sit down and have a chat Padawan. Are we clear?” He asked her.

“Yes, Master.” She sighed, knowing that now wasn’t the time to push him.

“Good,” Anakin said back to her, a bite to his words. Breathing out and relaxing, he looked at the troopers. “Alright, men, round up and board the ship. Let’s get out of here before anyone else shows up and tries to kill us.” Without saying else, he walked off toward the ship.

Ashoka turned and looked at Obi-Wan with a raised eyebrow expression, “I thought you said you wouldn’t get involved?”

Shrugging his shoulders, the Jedi Master smirked.

“Well…I understand why he’s upset, he was worried about you, as was I. Not being able to obey orders is a habit you need to break little one, I never let your Master get away with it, so he of all people understands both sides of the situation…. But, you're a good kid. And you did save our lives, we can’t be too mad in the end.” He stood up and held out his hand, lending her a helping hand up.

Only Obi-Wan could have deflected Anakin like that and not have been subjected to Anakin’s wrath. He had known him since Anakin was 9, he knew all the right things to say at this point. It was a gift and a curse.

Obi-Wan also knew Anakin respected him and wouldn’t argue with him in front of Ahsoka if he could help it. He truly thought that Ashoka shouldn’t take all the heat. He knew as well as Anakin that they brought her on the mission for the more than just the reason of watching the ship and tending to Emily. She was a good and smart fighter and a good secret weapon. If they didn’t want her there, then she would have never been on that ship.

The black void of space blurred into blue as the ship was launched into hyperspace. Anakin had wasted little time, in taking off once everyone was on board. He wanted to get off the planet as quickly as he could, not liking the fact that Obi-Wan had let Maul live. But he had bigger things to worry about at the moment, so confronting his old master wasn’t on the top of his list.

Obi-Wan wanted nothing more than to rush right to the medical bay and see Emily. However, given everything that everyone on the ship had just endured because of him, he felt an obligation to his friends.

Now that the ship was in Hyperspace, Anakin set his sights on Ashoka. But, before he could reprimand his Padawan, Obi-Wan stopped him.

He nudged Anakin's shoulder and tilted his head toward an empty compartment, indicating that he should follow him.

Anakin followed Obi-Wan into a storage bay compartment.

“Anakin….I just wanted you to know…” Obi-Wan trailed off.

He didn’t know how to say it without allowing his emotions to get the better of him. At the moment he had meant it when he told Anakin to leave him on that planet to fight Maul and Savage to his death.

Now, he was extremely grateful that he hadn’t. Moreover, Obi-Wan was grateful for everything Anakin had done. He had gone above and beyond since he took the initiative to speak up in the briefing room. His training of Ashoka had made a difference. Obi-Wan knew that without Anakin’s help and leadership, Emily would still probably be in that dungeon; he couldn’t have done it without him. Now that he was calmer, Obi-Wan was so proud of Anakin. There was so much he wanted to say to him.

“.....I want you to know how proud I am of you, Anakin. You showed initiative and competence. You have become a magnificent Jedi Knight and will make a fine Master someday. But…go easy on Ashoka. If I remember correctly, anytime I told you not to do something, you would do it just because I said not to”

The two men chuckled reminiscently.

Anakin was stunned. Obi-Wan had said he was proud of him. It wasn’t often that his Master showed emotion or gave praise. Although, lately Obi-Wan had been acting more emotionally than usual. Maybe it was all their time off.

“Or maybe it’s Emily…..” Anakin mused, smiling at Obi-Wan.

“Yeah, I know. She’s a lot like me when I was younger.” Anakin said, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Oh, you have no idea,” Obi-Wan stated, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall.

“Still though Obi-Wan, I disobeyed you and never got away with it. What if her stunt didn’t work? I gave her a direct order for her safety and the good of the mission. An order is an order. She needs to be balanced and knows when to take risks.” Anakin said, looking at Obi-Wan.

“Says the man who killed an unarmed opponent.” Obi-Wan had not forgotten that. As proud as he was of Anakin, that part still concerned him.

Anakin rolled his eyes, “okay, well that was way different. They were going to kill us! And you, I can’t believe you let Maul go!” Anakin challenged.

“He won’t be coming back, trust me. I disarmed him for a third and final time and I knew we would never be able to hold him in our custody on this ship. We don’t even have a holding cell.” Obi-Wan said, stroking his beard pensively.

He didn’t mention to Anakin that something in the Force had told him to also spare Maul’s life.

“Well, I still say you should have cut him down,” Anakin said harshly. He huffed out a relaxing breath, trying to release his anger and control his emotions. “Alright, let me get this over with. I’m not going to eat her alive but she needs to know why what she did was wrong, for more than one reason.” Anakin said, walking out of the storage area.

“Indeed,” Obi-Wan said knowing Anakin would hear him. He may or not have been thinking that Anakin himself could benefit from a similar conversation once they were back at the temple.

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Obi-Wan walked into the Medical Bay. On his way in he grabbed a Bacta bandage for his arm where the droid had shot him. He cleaned the wound quickly and efficiently and bandaged it.

He was mainly worried about infection at this point as the bleeding had stopped.

Turning and going more into the makeshift med-bay area, his breath hitched in his chest at the sight in front of him.

Emily was laid out on the medical bed and appeared to be sleeping. Her ruined clothes had been changed and she was in a clean Jedi tunic and pants. She had been cleaned up, no longer dirty and bloody. Her wrists and hands were wrapped in clean bandages. The gash on her upper cheek had three stitches in it.

He walked over to her and sat down in a chair next to the bed.

“How is she?” He asked the Medical Droid

In its monotone robotic voice, it answered Obi-Wan, “She has suffered from dehydration, fatigue, and famine. She has no broken bones but does have bodily bruising. Her wrists are the most significant physical wound she has. She will need extensive medical leave.”

A look of confusion washed over Obi-Wan’s face, “Physical wound?” He questioned the droid.

“Yes, a body scan has shown that her mind has been probed by some kind of energy force. It forced her to have illusions and relieve her worst fears. Her mind has suffered continuous pain because of her visions.” The droid said in a monotone voice.

Obi-Wan nodded his head, wishing he hadn’t asked. He waved his hand passively, dismissing the droid.

He wanted to vomit.

Forced to relive her worst memories? Seen illusions? It was almost too much for him to imagine or bear.

Maul had mentally tortured her.

He regretted leaving him alive. At the time it felt like the right thing to do but now his anger had returned.

He looked at her sleeping so peacefully. Now that everything was over and they had succeeded, he was left to deal with his own emotions about the situation.

His heart broke for the pain she had gone through. He was enraged at Maul. Yet, the more he looked at Emily and registered that she was safe, on the ship back to Coruscant, with him; his anger slowly ebbed away and was replaced with gratitude. She was alive. Her wounds would heal in time, he would see to it. But, she was alive, he kept reminding himself of that. That was the most important thing.

He placed his good arm on the bed and used it to support his head while he closed his eyes. He wanted to sleep from the exhaustion and cry for her pain at the same time.

He suddenly felt a bandaged hand run through his thick hair, gently. He lifted his head to find Emily awake.

“Do you know what my worst illusion and fear was? What I was forced to watch over and over again?” She asked him, staring at the ceiling.

Apparently, she had been awake and heard his conversation with the droid.

“Do I want to know?” He asked seriously.

Her eyes watered and her lip quivered. “It was Maul killing you. Stabbing his lightsaber through your chest. Over and over again for hours on end. Every time I had to watch the breath leave your body and eyes go lifeless. Even if I closed my eyes I still saw it, he planted the vision inside my mind.” By the time she finished, a single tear had fallen down her cheek.

Obi-Wan stood up from his chair. He gingerly lifted Emily’s shoulders up off the bed and sat behind her so that she was leaning against him. He held her as she regained composure. She wasn’t crying but she was shaking.

“Ssshhhhhh. I am right here. I’m not dead and neither are you. Thank the Force for that. You are safe, he won’t ever bother you again.” He crooned to her.

She leaned back to look him in the face, “Did you kill him?”

Obi-Wan shook his head slowly. “No, I couldn’t do it. I disarmed him twice and I reminded him of that. We had a little chat in which we reached an understanding. He won’t be bothering anyone again, believe me.”

She nodded her head and placed it against his shoulder once again. She hadn’t wanted him to become a killer and she trusted his judgment.

“Obi-Wan…… I have to ask you another question.”

“Anything.”

“The ship we were on…when I was overpowered by them, they knocked me out…...they told me that they blew it up….” She didn’t finish her sentence.

She didn’t have to, he knew what she was asking.

This time he looked her in the eyes and held her a bit tighter as he spoke.

“Xira and Sorv were allowed to leave in escape pods. Maul allowed them to go only because they delivered his message to us. So they are safe. Master Windu said they both arrived injured, so they had been taken to the Halls of Healing….” He let out a breath…. “Everyone else is dead.”

“Even the troopers?” She asked him.

“Everyone.” He answered her.

She turned her head into him and cried this time. Her chest hurt with the knowledge of so much suffering and loss.

She was close with her commander, Commander Red. He was a good soldier and a good friend. Obi-Wan knew it would be the same if it had been Rex or Cody. He trusted Cody so much that he allowed him to take Emily to the ship; she was the most important thing to him. He even went as far as to consider Cody his friend, but he wouldn’t admit it.

“It’s not your fault Emily. You did the best you could, you did what you thought was right by fighting back.” He spoke softly to her.

“But I failed them.” Her words were muffled against his chest. Her tears dampened his tunic.

“They are one with the Force Emily. We are at war. It’s disgusting and terrible and should have never happened to begin with. We were never meant to be soldiers, yet here we are. It will be okay Emily, you did your best and they knew that.” He placed his chin on top of her head.

Before she could continue beating herself up he spoke again.

“You need to rest. Conserve your strength. We have a bit of a ride as we are in the outer rim. R2 says we should reach Corousant in 5-6 hours. Plenty of time for you to rest up.” He said to her as he was trying to reposition her so that she was lying back down on the bed but she held onto him, not budging.

He looked at her in confusion.

“Will you stay with me?” She asked him.

He took her back into his arms, cradling her against him. He laid them both down on the bed.

Soon they were both asleep, resting in the comforting presence of each other. If one were to look with the Force, they would see two Force Signatures, a sapphire one and a rose one, intertwined.

@nanagoswife @transcending-time @sillynilly27 @the-clones-and-me @kirstenvldfan21 @thewhitedannimal @tamnight @arrthurpendragon

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threadsun · 11 months

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Oh !! I like that energy !! First time someone offered me a wheelchair I almost broke down !! Such fun times~

-fr i should be more positive about things, Im working on it tho, jda here-

I’ll let you keep the title just cuz you’re fun, so—

Assuming you don’t know what hollow knight is, is basically like a metroidvania game and it’s sooooo gooooood !! IM IN LOVE WITH THE GAME SINCE LIKE. Idk I think I discovered it in 2019 I think I can’t remember, BUT BUT, I had like this discussion with my sister telling her we should buy it and that I would pay for it and stuff and I finally convinced her, she liked the game, the one going crazy over it was me tho—

It’s got a ton of fun stuff and I mean a ton !!

You get lost really easily if you can’t find Cornifer to buy the map of the area but that’s the fun part !! Just exploring random places and memorizing stuff is just so nice !! ALSO THE BOSSES OOF, I love every single one of them !! Sure there are some that,,, aren’t that fun, but at the end of the day they’re still pretty enjoyable !! It’s got plenty of nice characters my fav being Quirrel whom I have a plushie of (also a plush of like the void version of the player, plus a silly drawing I made, I would buy more merch but I’m poor also I have more fandoms to attend to so— I have some merch here and there of other stuff so well that’s we’re my money goes to :]]) also also !! The name I use to sign my drawings comes form like the ship name I like from that game yes it’s gay bugs idk why they look cute ig

Okay to sum everything up or else this ask will be completed in three weeks, I love the game and the soundtrack is a banger I love it im waiting for Team Cherry’s next game so bad I’m very exited I just love hollow knight so much istg I’m not normal about that game I can count how many corpses are in the abyss I’ve played the game more than what I can count and I still haven’t gotten the 112% I’m very disappointed in myself but one day I’ll get it anyways if you have money I totally recommend getting it it’s a whole experience 10/10 would recommend okay that’s it thanks for letting me talk about the game I love it so much and I love you ok thanks again bye

Wheelchairs are so good tbh, like my stance (and the general disability studies/activism stance) is that if an accommodation makes your life better, you should use it. Doesn't matter if you could do [thing] without it, if it makes doing [thing] easier, you should use it!

Like I could just walk around with a dislocated/subluxated hip, but if I want to walk without pain then I need to use my wheelchair! The first time I ever used one was at a museum, and I realised it was the first time I'd ever enjoyed a museum cause I wasn't in horrible pain for once. After that, I started the process of getting my own wheelchair because it's so much nicer to live a life where I can focus on my surroundings without being distracted by pain!

Ooooh that sounds like lots of fun!! I know one of my friends plays it, but I've never actually seen it played. I may watch some playthroughs/streams of it or something to see if it'd be my sort of game, and if it is then I'll probably get it!! It sounds super cool from how you describe it, and I love the idea of gay bugs~

#sunshine #asks #jda

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joy-boyfuturekingofthepirates · 2 years

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I feel like Vegapunk and Bonney have beef regarding that gap of space during the two years of training after MarineFord. In addition to the 02 on Vegapunks suit I and the “mediocrity” comment I feel like this is

• Vegapunks daughter

• Vegapunk in all of their mad scientist mentality said fuck it and jumped bodies and was like I want to be a woman now (We stand a Trans Vegapunk)

• or Vegapunk has multiple versions of himself and a weird Clone Vegapunk family and we’re about to run into a number of different 03, 04 Vegapunk versions

• or Vegapunk was on the verge of death cuz they were an old ass man and so the Marines (when they traded black beard a ship for Bonney) used Bonney’s power to age Vegapunk back to when they were younger and maybe just maybe OG Vegapunk was actually a woman

• or Vegapunk just has a cute Wife

OR and hear me out and no I will not explain because I have to go walk my dog but I do want to get this idea out and this really just expands on my first idea

• this is not the OG Vegapunk but his daughter and younger sister to Blackbeard (because Blackbeard was also tested on by Vegapunk and we know black beards real name is actually a name change from what we don’t know but his name is changed in attempt to hide his fathers name Vegapunk who experimented on him and his sisters)

#vegapunk #one piece #one piece 1061 spoilers

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Hiii okay pick and choose or do them all haha :] 001, Catch 22, 002, Girlverse Cathkorn, 003, Girlcart (I'm sure you saw this coming) and your OC Saph :')

HEY MAX thanks for the ask and yes i will do all of them >:}

cut bc it will be very long

CATCH 22

Favorite character: Cath... idk. :] he’s so terrible but so dumb and his parts are the funniest to read. Awful person wonderful character. I want another book of just his reactions to Situations bc he’s just such a Guy. The guy ever Least Favorite character: I think the answer for most people is aarfy. and I agree but I'm gonna also say captain black. Aarfy because he was created to function as basically the Worst, and Cpt Black bc i just personally find him annoying. There’s a lot of awful guys in c22 who are fun to read about, but reading these guy’s parts is just “man them again. do they ever shut up”. 5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):

Kathcorn 4ever </3

M&W (thanks max)

clevbar (thanks max)

Yoss/luciana - they’re a classic

space reserved for random joke stuff that has no reason other than “these guy’s names are always mentioned together so they’re a Thing now” (gus/wes or plitchard/wren) there’s no reason for this but its funny

Character I find most attractive: Any character I draw tbh. I think they’re all supposed to be just Guys but i cant help being like “hi 😘″ when i draw them. Character I would marry: NO ONE. they are so ridiculous Luciana Character I would be best friends with: clevinger maybe. we’re both annoying and like to seem smart. a random thought: said this earlier but they will never make a good adaptation if they don’t get the cathcart or the milo right. They're so integral to the story and they’re always adapted like “look at this funny guy. he’s going to be a nuisance.😉 now back to yossarian”. and milo is always clean shaven and cathcart is not smoking his opulent cigarette holder? why not?? An unpopular opinion: i dont know what unpopular or popular c22 opinions even are. major major could beat captain black in a fistfight My Canon OTP: Do cath & korn count. I think they should count (has read every part where they’re mentioned like 20 times and morphed it to fit my interpretation) I think heller could’ve meant it in a homophobic way. Gay disney villain korn time. If they don’t count i think the Yoss & Luciana bits were always fun too. My Non-canon OTP: Milo & Wintergreen just cuz I love your writing for them max. I never would’ve come up with this on my own since I don’t think they really interact cuz the concept itself is so fun. Business rivals>business partners> Love?? Most Badass Character: No one they are all kind of losers. Maybe Orr Most Epic Villain: same for the last one. they’re all lame. Or the idea of the catch itself and all of it’s enforcers Pairing I am not a fan of: maybe this is my unpopular opinion but i think yoss & chaplain are not ideal romantically. its the fandom go-to romance bc its the literal first line (and i used to love them when i first read the book) but idk. theyre ok to me and not as fun as all the other wacky and crazy guys out there Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): I think duckett should NOT have been into yossarian and her thing should've just been being girlbffs with cramer. love loses. heller has to write every woman the way he does :[ Favourite Friendship: ME and MAX catch22bffs forever <3. real answer i think clev/dunbar/yossarian have the best conversations theyre all so insufferable in their own ways and its great Character I most identify with: nurse cramer. kinda her friend starts dating some guy and she’s like “ok what happened to being girl best friends😒”. and dobbs in the sense that i am kind of bad at a lot of the things i have to do Character I wish I could be: NO ONE for real this time. i can’t think of a single guy who isn’t either awful or has awful things happen to them. or both

Kathcorn :>

When I started shipping them: i remember reading the book the first time and thinking ‘wow they are just like my ocs. theyre dating behind the scenes haha’ and then forgetting about them. And I get back into the book and find a few other people who are Cath n Korn fans, I get really into Kathcorn Kontent, I draw them more and now they're my favorites <3 My thoughts: they’ve got one of my favorite themes, where the relationship isn’t beneficial to their main goals at all really. They both want to rise the ranks and being In Love with your right hand man isn’t really gonna help with that. Korn’s like one of those edgy guys who says he doesn’t want to get attached to people because it’s Just a Distraction from the Real Goal. And Cathcart’s one of those annoying guys who says he doesn’t want to get attached to people because it’s Just a Distraction from the Real Goal. And then both of them would try to justify it in their own silly ways and eventually have come to terms with it. And its also funny cuz they’re both just The Worst. What makes me happy about them: they are both so lame and evil and sucks that everything they do will be entertaining to me What makes me sad about them: I dont think they can even exist in a way that isn’t destructive to each other and everyone else around them. Not really sad since I focus more on the silly aspect but it could be. Not that they wouldn’t deserve it but it sucks that they have to drag the entire world into their evil love affair </3 Things done in fanfic that annoys me: Nothing they are ALL good i think to be a korn&cath liker you have to already Understand so all the fanfictions will naturally be good bc of that Things I look for in fanfic: For it to exist and for it to center around their inane interactions and just how awful they are but in a #love way My wishlist: I wish we got a scene inside the farmhouse. Just to see what theyre up to 🤔I wish we got the Korn chapter too Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: no one comes to mind. dreedle and peckem My happily ever after for them: their happily ever after is probably promotion and continuing to ruin lives but i think they really have to end up in the farmhouse. They cant have a farmhouse and not just retire there when everything goes wrong. its too convenient and its perfect

Girlcart<3<3<3

How I feel about this character: genderswap of cath that i got really attached to for no reason. Cathcart is interesting as a hypothetical female character since he’s trying to be this stereotypical toughguy all the time but he’s also so dumb and evil and awful. girlcart, i wuv her. she’s so important. She’s just woman cathcart but there’s the added interest of how she ended up as a squadron commander as a woman in the 40s, her relation with masculinity/femininity, whether she becomes more sympathetic when her problems are not all self imposed.. and we need more loser evil women everywhere Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character: could it ever be anyone but girlkorn My favorite non-romantic relationship for this character: to be honest she wouldnt have many friends but i think her interactions with milo would be funny. i like what we made up about Girl Milo being very ‘this is my 10 step beauty routine you should do it too. buy M&M skincare’ and cathcart being like ‘eww... makeup, gross” but also wanting to impress milo because milo is Successful My unpopular opinion about this character: She deserves everything ever shes so special. girlcart hiii. she sucks and she’s lame One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: there’s no canon bc we just make it all up. but i think her established storyline is growing up and not really belonging anywhere that a Lady(TM) would typically in the 20s-30s, always being second best in the rich east coast elite world and being desperate for some recognition. I think she deserved a friend who wasn’t caught up in the whole status thing Favorite friendship for this character: does milo count? danby? anyone? Korn’s her only friend and cathcart can’t stand her. I’ll be her favorite friend My crossover ship: what would she even cross over into?? she’d need a kornguy that’s all i know.

Saph (OC)

How I feel about this character: Spy character for my main story. She's been around for longer than any character i’ve ever liked ever. I made her in middle school and she was a dragon named Sapphire (hence the Saph) and she’s stayed with me through countless story changes. I dont think because of anythign particularly special about the character but she was my first OC and typical toughgirl undefeatable no-weaknesses character made by a 12-year-old. and i think she retains that in sprit but in practice she’s a total mess. I <3 U saph Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character: Riya, another oc that i made to be saph’s sidekick also in middle school who i recently decided should #love her. I can’t really see Saph in any romantic situations so they’re either in an awkward purely physical relationship that’s really tragic for Riya or its an equally fail unrequited love situation. Riya’s not very outgoing so she’s kind of stuck with Saph and Saph doesn’t tend to get attached to anyone My favorite non-romantic relationship for this character: Riya again if you count the weird sexual-platonic thing they’d have going on. but she’s also got her spy team of basically a bunch of frat boys and they like to be Dudes together. I don’t like them tho and a lot of them are basically expendable in the story. rip My unpopular opinion about this character: she could fight 1000 demons and 1000 skeletons & not get scared One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: since her spy team is out trying to kill a politician (other side of the story) i think it would be funny to write the alternate ending where they team up cartoon-style against a Greater Evil. i think the personalities would mesh well (awfully). I think a lot of her problems couldve been avoided too if the spy team had ditched their stupid orders and just gone on the run (which she and riya do in the end anyways) Favorite friendship for this character: i feel like she’s the sort to always Know A Guy wherever they go. but i dont really have anyone specific yet aside from the main characters and their counterparts. So for now im answering Riya for a third time. My crossover ship: i have nothing to cross over except catch 22. im gonna say wintergreen

#c22 #my story tag #sorry this took forever i forgot about it but i was dedicated to doing all of it <3

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