Christmas With Them Scenarios! (Part One)

A New Chapter

You trotted over the endless sand on the boring planet of Tatooine. You had just come back from accompanying Luke on his Jedi trainings, and told him you were going to take off. When you reached the shared hut, you announced yourself. "Hey." You said, meeting Shmi and Padme's eyes and they both smiled. "Where's Cliegg?" You asked, wanting to make sure that you all were alone. "He's out in town looking for some more parts." Shmi told you and you nodded. "What about Anakin?" You turned to Padme. "The Jedi Temple." She answered. You nodded.

"What's your plan?" Asked Shmi, turning to face you. "Well..." You started, eyes shifting nervously as you tried to form your plan. "Y\N, you know Luke would be more than happy to marry you." Padme assured you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. Shmi nodded. "He's already in love with you." You sigh. "I know, I know. We've been together for as long as I can remember and... why hasn't he said anything about it?" You frown. "Luke's nervous, you know that. He's very frightened by the aspect of you not accepting marriage." She tells you. "I'm sure he'll ask you soon, dear." Shmi says, her hand now on your other shoulder.

Luke's POV

"Are you gonna marry her or what?" Anakin asks. Luke shrugs, his face as red as a tomato at the topic of the conversation flustered him. "Y-yes." He said, his voice low and unconfident. Anakin frowns. Once they get back, Anakin greets all of you, giving Shmi a kiss on her forehead, Padme an actual kiss and you a head pat. Shmi and Padme look at you hopefully, seeing as Luke wasn't in the room, but still outside. You leave the hut in order to go after your boyfriend. "Hey? Luke?" You ask, once you spot him gazing at the weakening sky with thoughtful eyes. "O-oh, hi." He smiled, noticing you and pulled you into a tight hug. "How was your day?" You ask, slight concern in your tone. "It was great! Really. How was yours?" His blue eyes like that of the ocean, looking into them for too long surely would cause you to get lost. "My day was awesome." You answer, all of the worry and concern in your tone instantly replaced by love and tenderness, seeing his gorgeous eyes always eased any pain in your soul. He chuckles, grinning in happiness hearing your day was fine.

Dinner came and Shmi worked on it, as Cliegg was just coming home, he gave his wife a sweet kiss. "Luke, how was your training?" He asked, sitting in a chair with a sigh and slight grunt, showing his tiredness. Luke's eyes lit up at the topic of his training as they always did, showing how much he appreciates the idea of becoming a Jedi, to protect those he cares about, which is everyone in front of him. "It was great! I think I'm getting better at swinging, don't you think, dad?" Luke's voice was ecstatic and his eyes sparkled as this head inclined towards his father. Anakin was chuckling, a hint of a smirk on his face, a proud one as he met his son's gaze. "Yep. A natural of course, like me." Padme smiled, a small giggle escaping from her throat. Cliegg nodded, satisfied at the news.

Once after dinner, Luke came closer to you. "Hey, Y\N, can I talk to you?" You nod, confused as to what might be wrong. You don't realize that everyone was leaning in, to hear what Luke was going to say with anticipation. "What is it, Luke?" You ask, slightly worried, and when you see him look into yours eyes with his pools of sky-like shimmering, a box appearing from behind his back. You look at it, even more perplexed and he whispers to you, in the most soft, tender and affectionate voice. "Will you marry me, Y\N?" It takes a very long minute to process the request, and you can hear squeals coming from the other room. "Yes!" You reply, a huge smile radiating on your face as he opens the box and slips a hand-made engagement ring onto your ring finger, smiling and kissing you with pure delight.

Shmi squeals, Padme practically cries with how happy she is, as she sees you both enter the room, they pull you into a bear hug and Anakin ruffles Luke's hair affectionately. Cliegg claps as he cheers you both on. The look in Luke's eyes, of pure happiness fill you with happiness. You didn't ever understand what you did to deserve such a heavenly boyfriend.

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Seeing You Play an Instrument Scenarios!

Anakin Skywalker: Anakin had just gotten home from a long, problematic day at the Temple. All he found himself thinking of while being lectured by Obi-Wan for the upteenth time was you. The way you smelled, your smile and that little chortle of a laugh you have... he could go on for hours. He was infatuated with the sight of you. "Anakin, are you listening?" Obi-Wan asks with a raised eyebrow. That snapped Anakin out of his daydream of losing himself in your skin. "Yes, Master." Obi-Wan looks at him for a good couple of tense seconds before sighing. "Go home, Anakin. Clear your head and come back."

Anakin dashed out of the Temple, jumping into his cruiser before speeding home. He jumped into your palace of a house, outstretching his arms in a confident gesture, a smirk on his face. But... he doesn't see you. But the soft hum of music melts his mind; he can't help but follow it. It leads him to your guys' shared bedroom, the smell of your favorite vanilla and tangerine candle pleases his nose as he's met with the sight of your back as you strummed the strings of a guitar.

Oh, what a sight for sore eyes. Anakin sits on a chair, his eyes closed, feeling the hum of reverberation from the strings go straight to his soul. Paired with the soft, quiet singing of yours as you wrote lyrics and matched them with the emotion of the soft strum. He did not say a single word, as he knew you wouldn't play so soulfully if you knew of his presence. So, he remained quiet, his eyes still closed, his head leaned back. What a relaxing wind-down from the troublesome day. The intimacy of seeing into your emotions and listening them pour into your lovely music was overwhelming but Anakin embraced it deeply.

He wanted to get lost into your soul and the pools of deep to shallow emotions if it meant that he could hear this sweet melody again.

Luke Skywalker: You agreed to play your violin for him, as he wished to hear it and wanted to learn. How could you say no to those big, blue atlantic eyes of his? So, here you were. Stood in his room, repeatedly moving your bow to the strings of your bow as you concentrated on the tone of your music, and the amount of soul you poured into it.

As you did, you felt the memories of past experiences hit you like bricks, and a certain, new rush of emotions, varying in feel, poured into your bow as you stroked it over the chestnut violin. Luke sat on the bed, his eyes wide with amazement, his eyebrows set high and his body moving in a soft, but increasingly intense rhythm as the music hit it's nirvana and winded down. He hummed softly and sung soft, sweet lyrics that became more and more prominent with each crescendo of yours, this was beautiful to him. His eyes fluttered closed and then open, to observe your beautiful face, furrowed eyebrows and the glistening of sweat as you focused.

It truly was a rare and poetic sight of you. Focused, sweaty but so full of emotion that it overflowed and linked Luke closer to you. His blue eyes shined with a feeling of pride and happiness at the sight of his lover doing what she loved and sharing such a sacred moment with you as you both wrote music together in your free time.

These moments were what gave him strength to go on everyday, and made him cradle you close at night tighter than usual.

Obi-Wan Kenobi: It was unexpected, to hear you playing an instrument. But it was early morning, and Obi-Wan found himself to be awoken by passion as you called his name. He could see you in the living room, in the piano he bought for you a few years ago.

He got up, walking over to the door frame as he watched. You played the keys beautifully, reading off the sheet in front of you as you occasionally fumbled from your own eagerness. But, it was intense, passionate and brought a feeling of warmth to spread throughout his chest. The moment he saw your head leaned back, as your hands moved fluently over the vast space of the white and black keys, searching for something to resonate a electric-like sound that sent shivers through his spine and made his ears crave more.

You didn't sing, vocalize or hum, you simply let your fingers create such a sound. Obi-Wan let out a sigh as he loosened up, your music sent him on a roller coaster of emotions: Happy, anxious, content and yearning. But he always wanted more.

He could swear that your music could end a war. It always ended the war of his mind and heart on how much you meant to him and how much he truly loved you.

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A\N: Been a while since I actually posted. Expect more content as I kick my writers block in the ass.

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Short and Sweet

It had been a few weeks since you had seen Anakin, due to the very tedious and amounts of focus it takes to complete and engage in a mission. You had been sure, however, to sneak a radio with you so in the nights of your mission, where you found yourself restless and in need of hearing your divine boyfriend's words, you could.

"Hey, angel. How's the mission coming?" His voice rang out through the almost desolate night, as if he were saving you from the dangers of boredom. "Hey. The missions fine.." You said, trying to make it seem like you weren't calling him out of pure need. "Oh... but you didn't call me to tell me about the mission, did you, sweetness?" The smirk in Anakin's voice was evident, making you bite your lip slightly. "No, I just needed to hear your voice. Talk to me, Ani." He sighed dramatically, as if it physically pained him to oblige your request, but you know it made him happy to be needed by you. "Did you eat today, lovely?"

"Yes. But I missed you so much though." You whine. "I know, sweet stuff, I missed you too. You know we'll just have to make up for lost time when you get back, huh?" The thought being so generously reminded in your mind made your heart skip a beat. "Oh, yes, Ani, I know." Once more, the smirk was evident in his voice. "I'm glad you do, babes. Fuck, I love you." With a satisfied smile you reply, "I love you too."

"Can't wait to hold you. Your cute little smiles drives me insane, darling." You blush softly, a pink hue spreading generously but lightly around your cheeks. "Oh, Ani... you know being away from you is like parting away from my soul?" You whisper into the phone, your voice carrying an air of absolute adoration but the desire to be back into his arms. "I do." He confirms, his voice hinting at pride. "You are in my very soul, baby. Don't you forget that." Almost forgetting to breath for a moment, you feel your heart leap in your body and you are left speechless until he speaks once more. "My beloved, you are such a cutie, especially when I know I have such an effect on you."

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A short little break from First Glance, besides, when could I not get enough of Anakin?

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Yes!! When's the wedding???

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Yeah, yeah. I accept either way, obviously

Tomorrow 😏

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Destined (Part Two)

It had been a few years since you started training under Darth Vader. He believed you had tons of potential and wasn't very hard on you, but he was quite inattentive in the field of giving you attention more than for training or whatever random questions you have.

Your feelings had spiked, you had to admit, but how was this even possible? You were already convinced you love him, so why does it feel like you do more? Maybe it's because you are closer to him than ever before. Today was no different from yesterday, you had training and more alone time. "Master, are you ready?" You asked, taking off the gloomy black cloak he had gifted you and taking your lightsaber off of your hip, assuming a stance. However, you were cut short when you saw Vader staring at something and you sensed his emotions, he was... sad? You approached him, wondering what you would find.

"Master?" You uttered, touching his shoulder very slightly. His breathing spiked, and he instinctively turned around and when he spotted you, you felt his emotions shift into the expressionless Vader you knew. "Yes?" He asked, his breathing slowing. "Are you... alright?" You asked cautiously, trying your best not to get on his bad side anymore than you might've already. He gazed at you, his helmeted head seeming to lean down slightly and the shaded black lenses in his helmet for his eyes, you felt like he was looking at you. "No." He answered simply, now his gaze shifted away from you, out into Space. "Why?" You peered up at him. The situation was odd, he never answered your questions like that, frankly, he barely answered any personal questions. "Luke, Luke Skywalker." He answered, and you tilted your head. "What about him?" Vader looked at you. "He is my son." He seemed to be trying to gauge your reaction to this.... surreal information.

"What?" Vader nodded simply, now clasping his hands behind his back in a seemingly thoughtful attempt to give you more time to process it. "When I was a boy, I met a Jedi Master, Qui-Gon Jinn.... He insisted I become a Jedi, and rebelled against the Council a multitude of times. His Padawan, Obi-Wan Kenobi took to promising him to train me when Qui-Gon died. I was trained for ten years, took the trials, and passed. Alas, was not put on the Jedi Council in the rank of Master.... Until I witnessed a Jedi go against the Code, they were plotting to take over. I did what I had to, and my wife, pregnant with my child, died; I killed her." Your body shivered, and you practically froze. He did what? He looked back out the window. "Luke is my child." He said, his voice filled with determination, determination for what? "Master... if you do catch Luke, what are you to do with him?"

Vader looked back down at you, as if you should already know the answer and you thought for a second, and when the epiphany hit you, you gasped. "You're going to train him? Bring him over to the Dark Side?" Vader didn't reply. "But what about me? Was I... a pawn? This entire time?" Tears prickled in your eyes, and Vader looked back at you. "Your training is almost complete." He breathed, before sweeping away, out of the room without a single care in the world to how it made you feel. You stood there, dumbfounded. You thought he cared for you, and that he actually saw you as what the Empire needed... Maybe you were wrong.

A story about a boy who wore his movie fandom on his head.