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

Rumors

Over the past few weeks you and Obi- Wan Kenobi grew close. The two of you were assigned a mission three weeks ago together and you both worked seamlessly, Obi- Wan seemed to really respect your judgement and you. However, rumors spread throughout the Jedi council about attachments between you both, and the day you heard them, you were confronted. You made your way toward the Jedi Temple to meet with Master Yoda and Master Windu upon request, you strode down hallways until you were let into the Temple. "You requested my presence, Master?" You announced your presence, clasping your hands patiently in front of you as you glanced at both Yoda and Windu. " Yes. Are you aware of what everyone in the Jedi Order is saying about you?" Windu asks, leaning forward in his chair. "No?" You reply, perplexed. " Attachment, you have?" Yoda chimes in, regarding you with a raised eyebrow. It takes you a moment to realize that they must mean you and Obi-Wan. "What? No. Master Kenobi and I simply worked on a mission and respect one another." You said trying to maintain a respectful tone. Truth is, you actually did feel something warm and fuzzy for him, but were you about to admit this to two Jedi Masters who strictly follow the code? Of course not! Windu nods. "Very well then. You do realize that if you do grow somewhat attached to Obi-Wan, you will be kicked from the order? Jedi are not supposed to attach." Windu warns you, looking into your eyes grimly. "Yes, I know, Master Windu." You say, a soft sigh evident in your voice. Windu nods once more, leaning back in his chair. " Powerful Jedi, you are." Yoda says, gazing at you with fondness, despite what he and Windu just accused you of. You nod, remembering what you are and how you got here. You sigh this time, softly, and look up at both of the Jedi Masters. Windu nods, signaling you can leave, you bow slightly and sweep out of the room. You were incredibly glad that Obi-Wan was on a mission with his Padawan, Anakin. You had hoped, with all that you could, that he had not heard of the rumors and wanted to not be friends with you anymore, you didn't know if you could handle that. You graced the hallways, thinking, about your feelings for Obi-Wan that you just couldn't hide and basically everyone in the entire Jedi order knew or were beginning to suspect these feelings of yours to be true, not matter if you try to hide it anymore. Sighing deeply, you place your hands on your head and look at the floor, until you hear footsteps and voices. "I'm sure she doesn't know, Master." "How can you be so sure, my young apprentice?" It sounded like exactly what you had been dreading: Anakin and Obi-Wan. You take your head out of your hands, placing them, clasped, behind your back and gazing thoughtfully out the window. Maybe they would get the hint you were busy thinking? "Ah, my former apprentice, Y\N." Obi-Wan greets you. You squeezed your eyes shut in utter frustration before turning to the Master Jedi Knight and you smile warmly. " Master Kenobi." You greet him back with the level of respect you would normally show him. " I see you're in thought?" He asks you, crossing his arms. "I was, yes." You reply, bringing your hands to your chest and holding them in a business-like manner. Obi-Wan laughs softly and looks at you. "Well, in that case, I must apologize." You smile reassuringly. "Anyway, Master, may I be excused?" Anakin says, rolling his eyes slightly. Obi-Wan shushes him and waves his hand before looking back at you. "You really do have a fascination with the ones that don't seem to listen to you." You joke. "Oh, you know... You weren't that bad." Obi-Wan replies, smirking at you. " Well, I must disagree." You laugh. "You really weren't." He insists. You smile and remember the rumors again, had he heard them? You decided to take a chance. "Hey, have you heard of the rumors going around?" You asked, your face displaying obvious curiosity. He thinks for a minute and his face becomes slightly more serious. "I have." He answers simply. "Do you believe them?" You ask, anxiously waiting.

Yeah, yeah. I accept either way, obviously

Tomorrow 😏

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Seeing You Crying Scenarios!

Kylo Ren: Once he closed the door behind him, coming into your shared home, he expected you to run over and hug him, as you always did... So, where were you? Kylo's eyes dart around in search of your reassuring face, but he couldn't find you. He calmly searches the bedroom and kitchen, his worry spiking, he calls out your name. "Y\N? Y\N, love, where are you?"

It was until he quieted himself could he hear the soft and broken sobs of yours in the bathroom. Immediately, Kylo ran to the bathroom, only to find the door locked. "Y\N?" He said, his ear touching the cold, painted exterior of the door. At first, you did not reply, and then when Kylo tried the doorknob again, you complied, reaching up to unlock it as he swung it open. "Y\N!" He looked down at you, your red and swollen eyes gazing down at the floor.

"My love, what is it?" Crouching down next to you, Kylo wrapped an arm around you. You sniffled before replying, "It was Hux, he yelled at me... I messed up, I misheard him. I didn't expect him to scream at me, I-I..." Kylo's eyes darkened. "General Hux?" He growled, he placed a protective kiss on your forehead and then a passionate and reassuring kiss on your lips before bolting out the door. Once he found Hux, he would make him wish he was never born.

Anakin had just come back from a particularly long mission, leading him to become even more clingy and protective of you. So, when you had been crying in the bedroom as he arrived, he was quick to press you for answers, needing to know who would have the heart, (and the balls), to hurt his precious angel. "What is it, sweetness? Talk to me." After a few sniffles and hiccups you speak, your voice cracking with the tears rapidly falling from your eyes. "Chancellor Palpatine... I don't know why.. he said that I-I would never amount to anything, as a Jedi or a person." At this, Anakin's eyes burned with rage. "When was this, angel?" He kept a honey-like tone, not wanting you to realize the hatred in his eyes at what had been said to you. "Earlier, at the Temple." You answer.

Nodding, Anakin presses a kiss to the top of your head, his lips lingering there for a few moments. "Wait for me, flower, okay?" He tells you, his tone a sweet, sugary comfort, as soft and comforting as silk. He strode for the door, his hand tight on his lightsaber as he went to confront Palpatine. Once he got back, he was sure to clean off anything that might give you a clue has to what he had done. "I'm back, sugar." Anakin announces, wrapping his arms around you securely, shielding you from the cold, outside world. All you needed was him, and all he needed was you. There was nothing that could stop this mutual connection.

Luke spent all day at the farm, he was busy with the starting of the harvest, driven to succeed and make enough this year so that you both can go to the Academy, just as Uncle Lars had promised. However, in the early dusk, once Uncle Lars had announced it was lights out, it seemed the dark had only allowed your tears to flow easier, much like the river. Despite your best efforts to quiet your sobs, to let it all out without a concern in the world, Luke picked up on the slow, melancholic noise. "Y\N? Babe?" He called carefully, his hand on the lightsaber on his hip, cautious and alert for any signs of surrounding or lurking danger. Once he spotted you, curled up, knees to your chest and head buried in between your crossed arms, he ran to you, panicked someone had hurt you. "Y\N? What happened? What's wrong?" Luke questioned, his voice hinting at fear.

You reluctantly lifted your head, after the attempts to wave him off, but he didn't budge. "It's nothing..." You try to assure him, but he wasn't having any of it. "Tell me, please?" He pleaded with you and you relented. "It was Cliegg, I overheard him saying that I was preventing you from working to your best ability on the farm." Luke paused, thinking of the best words to say in response to this stunning statement. He had no idea. He cupped your face in his palms, his crystal eyes sweeping your puffy, red and swollen teary eyes with fervor and sincerity. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and no, you are not preventing me from anything. I love you, okay? Who cares what he says?"

Ani making cinnamon rolls with us 🤭😋 fluffy fluff ofc 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

a\n: Ugh yes Aggyyyy PERFECT.

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The leaves littered the radiant of Coruscant in vibrant colors such as orange, yellow and red as fall took over the lively city. The wind lashed violently across the city, deflecting the countless droplets of rain against windows, buildings and whatever lay in the path of nature's wraith.

During this, as many other people did, you and Anakin seeked comfort in your warm, comfy palace of a home. As you both sat, nestled on one of your velvet sofas, curled up in each others arms as you absentmindedly twisted and combed your fingers through Anakin's honey brown hair, the two of you close to dozing off.

"Angel.." Anakin whispered, kissing the shell of your ear, his gravelly voice sent a delicious shiver vibrating through your spine as you let out a little hm of acknowledgement. "Are you hungry?" His thumb caressed your knuckles as he intertwined your fingers. "Yes. What did you have in mind, Ani?" You ask lazily, your eyes were closed due to the sheer comfort and warmth of just being cuddled up like this.

"Something warm. What about some pastries?" At this, you perk up, interest piqued. "Sure! Let me see what we have." You move to the kitchen, gazing in the pantry, and scanning to see what baked goods you can use. Your eyes fall on cinnamon rolls, and you had recalled vividly when you had bought the pastry.

Immediately, you took the can into your hand, gazing at the instructions for baking; mixing dough, shaping the rolls, baking, cooling and frosting, easy enough. Anakin walked into the kitchen, as you began getting them ready and preheating the oven. Ani helped you mix the dough, and you both took turns with a specific role.

Finally, as the freshly baked goods came out of the oven steaming, Ani offered to take them and you happily let him, setting the pan down to cool off. Once they were cool enough to add your own little toppings and whatnot, you both took time to frost the first batch and however many ones you decided to make after that. Now ever since that day Ani is far more keen on staying home with you to bake.

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Head lice

.....Who told you?

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.

This turned out waaaay better than I expected <33

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First Glance (Part Seven)

Procrastinate as you both may, eventually you both had to face what the Council had in mind as a punishment for your guys' sudden actions. When you both boarded the ship in order to go back to Coruscant, Anakin stayed as close to you as possible. "I'm going to take responsibility," He advises you. "You don't have to pay for what I did." You scoff, your eyes burning into his. "Who said I didn't want to take some blame?" He glares at you almost immediately, but his eyes inform you that you might've went too far. "What? Why would you want to do that?"

"What do you mean, 'why'? Because I agreed to go with you. That makes me responsible for myself, so why would I just hide behind you and make myself look like a victim when I'm not?" Anakin's gaze darts away, as he processes what you say. As you gaze out the windows, at all the near and far systems and planets, Anakin finds himself deep into a sea of thought. The thoughts of losing you, losing the special relationship between you because of his need to have gone and found his mother. Was it worth it? Was it? The ship landed at Coruscant not too long after his train of thoughts, and you both had to face repercussions.

Stepping off the ship, and beginning the anticipating walk into the Jedi Temple, Anakin had to make sure the two of you weren't presumed to have run off to escape the Jedi Order. Entering the Temple, and meeting the heavy and stress-inducing gaze of the many Jedi Masters. "Young Y\N and young Skywalker..." Began your master, Mace Windu, his eyes resembling steel as they rested upon the two of you. Yoda's eyes, however, went to your guys' clothing. "Gone to another planet, you have. Where?"

Anakin steps forward. "To Tatooine, Master." Yoda nods and leans back. From the corner of your eye, you can visibly see Obi-Wan's eyes scanning the rest of the Jedi Master's body language and facial expressions. "And why?" You remain silent, under the words of Anakin and the Council. "Because I was having nightmares of my mother, Master. I suspected she was in danger." Your eyes immediately go to study what the Council, specifically Obi-Wan, Yoda and Windu thought of Anakin's words. "So you decided to bring Y\N with you? To potentially endanger her because you suspected your mother was in danger?" Questioned Windu. Anakin nodded. "Wait, wait, Master, he simply asked me if I would like to come and I didn't deny him!"

Windu's, Yoda's and the entire Council's eyes, followed by Anakin's eyes snapped to you. "Why?" Obi-Wan demanded quickly, his eyes focused intently upon you. "Because it's what a friend would do. A friend would offer comfort to someone when they need it. That's what I did." Yoda smiled a bit and then met your gaze. "That, dear padawan, is admirable." Windu nodded slightly. "Of course. But, Y\N, you need to understand that it is not of a Jedi to just up and leave. Especially you." With a heavy and audible sigh, you fought to keep from bursting out again, unfortunately, your will was broken quickly. "But aren't the Jedi supposed to comfort and protect? To give up what they have in order to be what someone needs? Aren't we selfless? And compassionate?" You argue fiercely, and while it was a seemingly steady argument, it fell to deaf ears.

"The punishment in which you both will be receiving respectably will be the inability to see each other, and to see anyone else for an undecided time. For you, Y\N, you will be resuming training to take the trials but shall not be allowed on missions until told so." Windu explained to you, his eyes both serious but understandably embittered. You sigh softly but nod at his words, knowing you had to face the consequences at some point.

"Well, Anakin. The punishment for you and your actions is to go back to the basics of the Force and what it means to be a Jedi, followed by a setback in your taking the trials." Sighed Obi-Wan as he faced his padawan. Anakin's body language, as he stood with his arms by his sides and his eyes darting patiently from each Jedi Master and whomever is speaking, but his head was noticeably hung, as if he was embarrassed. "Very well then. The meeting is adjourned." Announced Yoda as he stood up from his seat, followed by the rest of the Masters. With a heavy heart and swallowing a most bitter pill, you sweep back to your room, dressing back into your standard given Jedi robes and replacing your lightsaber on your hip. Glaring at the mirror, you were faced with the reality of your problems. Now, you couldn't see Anakin for however long and you were blocked from going on missions.

Meanwhile, Anakin was faced with his punishment while he was gazing at the door to your room. He purposely took the route to your bedroom to see you a last time, but upon the obvious closed door, he decided to just make his way to his quarters. Of course he should've considered the danger he put you in, but it never seemed like he was openly placing you in danger, rather placing you in his care, and him in yours. Was it wrong of him to take you with him? Yes, to the Council but it seemed to have so much more depth than a simple yes.

It felt like he needed the care and the comfort of you in such a way it made him feel like he was obligated to have you accompany him. But was that wrong? What was he feeling when he was around you? Simple friendship or was it something more? No, that couldn't happen. You both were Jedi trainees, with a close bond, but it was not like he felt attached to you. Or maybe he did? What else could explain how he kept coming back to you since the night you both met? He needed to know.

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