Seeing You Crying Scenarios!

Getting Them Pets (Part two)

Luke Skywalker: You both had agreed you wanted something to take care of, and given your guys' history with other animals: stray dogs, cats, birds, fish and a few bunnies, it was no problem. The only problem was: what to get? Luke wants a couple hamsters, and you? You wanted a rabbit. Now, as you and Luke speak to store-owners and even random traders, you cannot seem to find neither.

Sighing, Luke thanks the store owner and walks out with you. "I don't think today's our day." He frowns, crossing his arms to his chest. "What? Have a little faith, Luke." You urge, determined to get a pet. "You're right." He sighs a bit, regaining his normal smile. As you both walk down the road, you see a pen, filled with a group of pigs, chickens and two cows. In the big group of mud covered pigs, you can make out a tiny little figure, it was sniffing the mud and eating some scraps. "Oh!" You gasp, eyes lighting up with a radiant fire. "Luke, let's go here!" You practically scream with excitement and hope. "Huh? Why? What is it, Y\N?" He tilts his head, but you grab his arm and scramble over to the store. "Can I help you?" The owner asks, his voice bored and uninterested. "Yes! I'd like the baby pig that you have in the back." The store owner nods. "Sure. $230." He demands, and Luke's face contorts in disbelief, but seeing that your mood resembled determination and fierceness, he paid. The owner gave you the piglet, which was actually a girl. That night, you both had a fun time giving the piglet a bath, staying up discussing name ideas and just having fun getting to know the new addition to your family.

Anakin Skywalker: It was the first time you guys discussed anything of the sort. Ani asked you multiple questions regarding what kind of pet, what would it be, look like, etc. Of course, you had no idea what you wanted, so you did a LOT of research on what could be suitable for a couple. Ultimately, you decided a bunny would be good, coming to Anakin with the idea wasn't going to be difficult.

And it wasn't. Quickly, you both travelled to the planet in which the bunny was likely to be in, picked one (and had fun petting, feeding and playing with the others) and then bought it. Along with the crate, food, collective toys and a few treats and a cozy little interior. The bunny was a fluffy white girl, in which the naming seemed perfect, you wanted to settle for Leah, or Amy. Again, the idea with Ani was settled as soon as he heard the names. In the end, Leah was picked. The three of you eager to start a new chapter of your lives.

Obi-Wan Kenobi: Immediately, he was open to the idea. Knowing it was something like a new chapter, and you seemed very adamant and enthusiastic about the idea of a pet. Even better, you had a plan for which one and damn, did you have a great convincing plan. However, Obi-Wan being the kind, open-minded man, he did not need convincing (or at least too much, seeing as though looking at you convinced him in the first place.)

So, you both started your journey for a Belgian Malinois, a stubborn, alert and protective dog breed. The thought of having something as intimate as a shared pet to strengthen your bond was something that sparked excitement and determination in your heart. As you met the breeder of the herding dog, Obi-Wan started speaking of how it was your and his first pet and you had been very set on a Belgian Shepherd. The breeder nodded in understanding, indulging Obi-Wan in a short conversation about the breed, as you went to observe the dogs and puppies. The gorgeous amber eyes, black muzzles and a combination of amber and black in the two layers of coat, made you swoon even more. Eventually, the breeder and Obi-Wan disengaged and went over to pick one, and yet again, you found the perfect one: a boy, and about a year old so not impossible to teach. You plead with your boyfriend for the dog and he caves in easily, the breeder offers a reasonable amount of money and you two bring the dog back home. At first, he was weary, but he came to after a few months, now as loving and compassionate as you dreamed.

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Coming back to you scenarios! (Part One)

Kylo Ren: The thought always worried you, when he was coming back, how bad the damage would be. But you had faith, for him, because he had faith for you. You trust Kylo and he trusts you, so when he told you he had a particularly lengthy mission to find and fight the Resistance head-on, you were reluctant to give in. That was a few months ago. Kylo had made sure to contact you frequently to reassure you of his existence and you thanked him for it every chance you got. Now, you stand in your guys' shared quarters, aware that people were worried about you but you couldn't stop the copying of being away from the man you loved by just staring out into Space, into nothing in particular, lost in your thoughts.

"Ma'am?" A Stormtrooper called to you, causing your thoughts to pop. "Yes?" You reply, not turning to face them. You half-expected this to be an affirmative call that Kylo was lost, or worse, gone. "Supreme Leader Ren has made contact just now." Your breathing stopped, and your heartbeat jolted, you spun to face the trooper, hope glinting in your eyes. "He has?" You ask, voice low and soft. The Stormtrooper nods and you can feel the burning sensation in your stomach of anticipation and the prickling feeling of tears pooling in your eyes. Faster than you have ever ran before, you race out of the room, almost tripping twice over nothing but your own footsteps. You stop at the sight of Kylo's ship, breathing fast and harshly. Your eyes scanning frantically for the sight of Kylo, for the sight of his mask, his hair, cloak, anything. "Hey." You heard a voice call from behind you, and you feel two big and strong hands wrapping around your center and Kylo burying his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling the sweet scent of you. "Kylo..." You choke out, sobbing quietly and his arms tighten around your stomach. "I know, darling. I know."

Armitage Hux: You completely underestimated how many missions a General had to do, as you were just a Commander, but you soon came to find out. Armitage wasn't a sentimental guy, in public or ever, unless it was you and it was still rare to see him get emotional in front of you. "I'm leaving." He said simply, fixing his uniform and hair. Why is he telling you this at the crack of dawn? "Where to?" You yawn. "To accompany Ren on a ridiculous mission to terminate the Resistance and especially the scavenger." He spoke with disdain in his tone, as you could only imagine, as he was going with Kylo. "Why are you going then? Did Snoke order it?" You tilt your head. How odd, Armitage and Kylo, two rivals, on a mission to terminate the two targets that caused the First Order the most grief. "He did." He said shortly.

A month later, as you were shutting down for the night, you go back to your quarters, and who do you find standing there? "Hello." He said casually and you could swear he saw the perplexity in your brain. "'Hello'? Is that how you greet your girlfriend after being gone for a continuous month with only various calls?" He rolls his eyes, his nose scrunching a bit, as he walked orderly over to you. "You're lucky I even came back." He says with his usual cold tone and you push it aside as you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into a much-needed hug.

Anakin Skywalker: Anakin had previously told you that Obi-Wan and the council planned for Anakin to take a mission alone, to prove if he should be a Master Jedi. Of course the mission had to lengthy and cut severely into the time in which he promised to spend with you, and Anakin was enraged by it. However, you had to reassure and scold him frequently that it was completely fine and that he had to do it anyway, because he desired to be a Jedi Master. Seeing reason finally, Anakin decided to go, giving you a big, passionate kiss before jokingly telling you that you should behave while he was gone, or else the result would be you getting in trouble with a Jedi Master, you laugh, mockingly annoyed and watched him leave. A good couple weeks passed and you kept yourself busy with your own duties: Cleaning the house, keeping an eye on the Council and their updates about Anakin, and random pastimes you found fun.

"Miss Y'N? Good news: Master Anakin has just arrived at the Temple." C-3PO informs you and you grin widely. "Thank you." You say, getting up and readying your speeder so you could give your boyfriend a proper welcome. "Y\N." Anakin smiles as he notices you and you could see the sheer need to hug you and spin you around, but the current circumstances would make that a tad bit difficult. Yoda and Windu telling Anakin of his new responsibilities as a Jedi Master and Obi-Wan congratulating and sending jokes Anakin's way in which you could see and feel Anakin's eyes staring longingly at you, as he was so ready to feel you hugging him and kissing him. After the certainly inviting and warm congratulations from the Jedi Council, Anakin goes out of his way to excuse himself from continuing further conversation with Windu and scurrying over to you, snaking his arms around you and resting his chin on your forehead, pressing your head to his chest. "I missed you, my love, it's felt like forever since I was reminded of your beauty..." He kissed your cheek, neck and your lips, the kiss was beautiful and enlightening, reminding you of Anakin's undying love.

A\n: I'm going to do a seperate version, a part two, with Obi-Wan and Luke later.

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.

Cuddling Them Scenarios!

Kylo Ren: The Order had kept him busy for a long time, and although he did not like it, it meant the world to him you were patient with him. However, on a particularly bad day for him, when nothing seemed to go his way, he came back to you, not caring of his hateful attitude, until he did. You asked him a couple questions like, "What's wrong?" and "What happened at work today, sweetie?" and he had told you he didn't wish to speak about it, but you still pushed, out of concern. You couldn't make it better unless you knew what it was.

But it annoyed him, and he snapped at you, "Jesus, are you fucking deaf, Y\N?! I told you to leave it!" And you immediately shut up, leaving the room to deal with the incoming tears threatening to flood your face. At first, Kylo just stayed silent and sat himself on the couch, dealing with his anger himself, but after a few moments of gathering himself, he could hear the soft and muffled cries of you sobbing and it struck him like a ton of bricks. He should not have spoken to you like that. You, his beloved sweetheart, he yelled at you. When you tried to help him.

"Y\N... baby, that wasn't me, you know that. I didn't mean to treat you like that, you don't deserve it. I just had a bad day, Snoke wasn't too cooperative... Honey, let me in. I'll make it up to you." You sniffled, and sighed, wiping the tears as you approached the door and opened it, allowing him a good look at your eyes red and puffy with the tears and he felt his heart break. He wraps his arms around you, squishing you against his warm chest and scoops you up, leading you to the bed and wrapping a few (thousand) blankets around you as he keeps his arms securely around your waist, pulling you against him. "I love you, you know that?" He whispers against your ear.

Anakin Skywalker: After finding out he was not granted the rank of master but a seat on the council, he needed to sulk about it. That night when he went home to you, he fell into your awaiting arms, ready to welcome him after a long, rough day. He sighed against your neck, lazily wrapping his arms around your waist, his golden brown hair falling into his eyes, but that did not matter, all that mattered was your embrace. Oh, how he craved your embraces.

"Cuddle me. Let me sleep with you." He asked with a tone of tiredness. You nod and lead him to the bed, laying on it with him and cradling him, his head on your chest, running your hands through his sun-touched golden locks. He lets out a content hum and pressing his long fingers to your other hand stationed on his arm, he intertwined your fingers together, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. His eyelashes flutter a bit, signaling he's falling asleep. You smile to yourself, satisfied at the way you could practically lull Ani to sleep. But also because the reward, the sight of seeing him asleep so soundly, so peacefully, it's a pride thing for sure.

Luke Skywalker: It was the end of the day and you found yourselves in his bedroom, with him bent over your hands, his sandy brown hair draping over his face as he fixates on the task of painting your nails. "You're going to love it, Y\N. I'm almost done!" He says, as he finishes painting your pinky, blowing on it before moving away, flipping his hair out of his oceanic blue eyes. "So, whatcha think?" He asks with a glittering smile, crossing his legs and resting his cheek on both of his hands.

You bring your hands to your face, gazing at the color and letting out a breathy chuckle. "Wow! How did you learn to do this so good?" You raise an eyebrow. He shrugs. "I had a good teacher." He smiles, nudging your arm. You beam at him. "Come here." You say, beckoning him closer, he leans in forward, more and more until... Your lips meet, a soft, dreamy sigh escapes his lips, reaching up to cup your cheek lightly in his hand. His eyes close as he feels his head spin.... you were so gorgeous, so sweet, so kind and patient... like a dream. A dream in which he has been fantasizing and romanticizing about for countless days on nights. A release from the scorching heat of the Tatooine suns beating down on him as he works hard at the Harvest, desperate for an escape. And then came you. His escape.

His hands move to wrap around your waist and pull you down backwards on the bed, careful of your newly polished nails to not get smudged as he rests his head in between the crook of your neck. You go along with it, letting out a sigh as you relax into the mattress and embrace, wrapping your legs around his waist, as he strokes your hair, his breathing slowing more and more.

Obi-Wan Kenobi: Obi-Wan had just come back from a mission. The first thing on his mind? You, the Council and a good, long warm bath. He steers his ship to the Temple, hopping out and treading to communicate his findings and results to the Masters. Once he was finished, he tiredly hopped back into his ship and navigated to your guys' house. He climbed out, pulled his hood down and took his robes off, hanging them on his lower arm. "Y\N? I'm back, princess." He calls, as he gazes around, wondering where you've gone. Until you came running from seemingly nowhere and jumping on him, yelling, "Obi!"

He grunts as the wind is knocked out of him, but instinctively wraps his arms tightly and securely around your waist, chuckling a bit as he presses a kiss to your forehead. "Hey." You kiss his cheek and then lips. "Come on, I've got a surprise for you!" You slid off of his body, and lead him to the kitchen, a meal you've cooked for him sitting on a plate, and he can see the steam wafting off of it. "And I'll get the bath running." You say, dashing off to turn on the faucet, applying slightly hot water, and ordering the shampoo, conditioner, body wash and even a bath bomb in order for him.

You come back out to see him damn near finished with the food and a loud laugh ripples through both of your throats at the sight of your faces. "The bath's running." You tell him, skipping to get behind him and rubbing his back soothingly, he groans and relaxes. He finishes the plate and lets you lead him into the water, undressing him slowly, and helping him in. "Come here." Obi-Wan smiles at you, his blue eyes almost pleading as he outstretching his hand to you. With a grin, you undress and hop in in front of him, and he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you against his warm chest as he pressed kisses to your neck and dabbed water on both of your bodies. "

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sorry, I can't find Chapter 1 of Happiness and Tears? So I can understand the rest of the series. Is it posted?

No worries! Yes, it is posted and it is odd that you can't find it. I don't know how to work links (idk why) but I'll just give you the whole story:

Happiness and Tears (Part One)

You had been waiting for Clayton to come back to you for a long time; he had recently joined the Army for before he had gotten the emergency call for the heart transplant, and you, his fiance, waited anxiously for him to come back. You haven't seen him for a few months, although you both called frequently and communicated whenever possible. You fiddled with your clothes and with your appearance, wanting nothing more than to look beautiful for him.

The moment his gorgeous blue eyes locked with yours, your breath had gotten stuck in your throat. He appeared to you in his military uniform and you could swear he had seen you get flustered, as he smiled. You hastily walked over to him, hugging him as tight as possible, burying your face in his chest as he chuckled and hugged you back. "Hi, love." He grinned at you. "Hey, Clay." You spoke, voice cracking slightly. You had never expected to be this emotional when you were reunited with your soon-to-be-husband, but you were. You brought your hands up to cup his cheeks, gently running your thumbs over them as you took in his appearance once more. From his sparkling eyes, proud smirk, to the way his hair was gelled and slicked to the side.

"I missed you so much, you know that?" He spoke to you, his hand going to your waist and other going to comb his fingers through your hair as he always loved to do. "I missed you more." You replied, a smile on your face. "Jack wants to see me." He said, sighing softly, but keeping his smirk. "I know." You sigh as well, looking at his uniform, your eyes gleaming as you traced the medals with your finger. "Do you want to come?" Clay asked you, his finger going to your chin to gently lift your head to look at him. "If you want." You answered. He lowered his head to yours and caught your lips in a sweet and longing kiss. Your heart beat pounded, to the point you were sure Clay could hear it too. He pulled back slightly, his face still close to yours and he looked at you, before placing his forehead against yours.

"Of course I want you to come with me." He smiled. He pulled all the way back and gazed down at you with adoration, you could see it in his eyes. "Don't you think you should change?" You ask playfully and he laughs slightly. "Yeah, probably should." He gives you one more quick kiss before hurrying inside with you to change out of his uniform. You hummed softly as you waited for him to get dressed. You were so delighted that he was home but at the same time so dejected that he had to immediately deal with his heart complications.

Alas, you still went with him once he got changed. Why wouldn't you? Clay and you were to be married, why would you let this get in your way? Ever since you met Clay, you knew he had heart problems and would eventually need a transplant, but it never stopped either of you from loving the other. Even if Lillith didn't like the idea of you both getting married, she knew there was nothing she could do as long as Clay loved you like he did. "Do you want me to wait out here?" You ask, once you both get into the Hospital and you walk to Jack's office. He shook his head, "Y\N, you can come in." He smiled at you and you nodded. Clay knocked on the door and Jack opened it. "Yeah? Oh, hey, Clay! What took you so long?" Jack chuckled, giving Clay a friendly hug. Clay laughed. "Just got back." Jack gave him a curt nod and gestured for you bot to come inside. "Hey, Y\N." Jack greeted you before sitting down and looking at Clay. Both of you sat side by side in front of Jack's desk and waited. "Hi, Jack." You replied sweetly.

"Well, Clay... You know you have to get this transplant, and it has to be soon." Jack reminded Clay, his voice serious. Clay nodded. "Would you like to schedule something soon?" Jack asked, his head tilted and his hands clasped up to his lips, both of his index fingers resting on his nose. "Yes. Yes, I do. Is there a specific time I gotta schedule for?" Clay asked, his hands politely in his lap. "No. But, we will have all of our best staff available tomorrow." Clay nodded. "Well then, tomorrow sounds good." Jack gave an affirmative nod and stood up, so did Clay and you. "See you tomorrow then." Jack smiled, shaking both of your hands.

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