How Do I Know That This Wasn't Your Way Of Asking For My Hand In Marriage? Albeit Cowardly..

Destined

You didn't specifically know what it was that caused you to believe so firmly that you loved Darth Vader, because it's preposterous in itself. You, a lowly Stormtrooper, who has never ever done anything, never majored in anything. All you knew is how to operate a blaster and follow orders. That's all. But you had the audacity to fantasize of yourself with your own Lord? A Sith, with a tragic past, one strong with the Force, one who you weren't even sure noticed you. But you found yourself thinking you could fix him, make him love you.

What you didn't know was that Vader could sense the nervousness that seemed to encourage you not to look at him whatsoever. He could sense every one of your emotions without you knowing, you weren't really good at hiding them, even under the Stormtrooper mask.

You wandered the halls of the Death Star aimlessly, pretending to be on patrol, when in reality, you were clearing your head. "Hey, YN-447, are you off duty?" Another Trooper asks you. "Huh? Um... nah, not at all." You reply, looking up at the Trooper. "Lord Vader's supposed to be coming down here, I think." The Trooper glanced around. "W-what? Why?" You ask shakily, blushing. "Dunno." The Trooper shrugs. A second later, you hear a scuttle of footsteps and the iconic sound of Vader's breathing, and you felt your breath speed up slightly.

Draped in all black, stepping with an unspoken authority and an aura of badass. "What is your business, Troopers?" He said, with a sort of bored tone. "I was going on a walk, My Lord..." You said, the prospect of lying to him was absurd, as you knew he wouldn't fall for it. "Were you given permission?" Vader asked, his head tilting toward you, you looked up, to lock your eyes with his, even if you nor he could see the other through the black lenses. "No. It was supposed to be quick." Vader sighed, obviously it was annoying to him to have to deal with you. "I see. Clearly, you've no sense, Trooper. What's your name?" You took a second, a second too long perhaps. "YN-447." You replied.

He doesn't respond, but just nods, and he sweeps away. You stared after him in awe and felt your face heat up again. A few days later, you were called to report to Vader's chambers, in account for getting in a bit of an argument with a fellow Trooper (Aggressive negotiations). You entered and took off your helmet, you noticed he was staring outside, at Space. "YN-447, I trust you know why you are here." He spoke. "I do, My Lord." He turned to you, his hands clasped securely behind his back. "Would you like to tell me how you got the Lightsaber?" You looked up at him. "I snagged it, from a Jedi I killed." He nodded. "How did you learn to use it?" You took a deep breath. "I didn't. It came... naturally." He said nothing, and looked away from you, back out the window. You moved closer, but only slightly, not entirely sure of what to do.

Did you upset him? Offend him? Make him sad? Your eyes shifted around the room nervously. "Do you know what that means?" He spoke after a seemingly forever-type pause. "No?" You tilted your head. "You are to be trained in the ways of the Sith." Vader turned to you. "What?" You said, dumbfounded. "I hope I did not stutter." He said, his voice sounding quite sour. "A-as your apprentice? Or...?" He scoffed, not even attempting to answer that question. He looked at you, (or at least you thought he did) and said to you possibly one of the softest tones he could manage. "It's your destiny."

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Pshhhh. As if you wouldn't.

Head lice

.....Who told you?

First Glance (Awaited Part Three)

It was a reckless moment, deciding to follow Anakin most certainly into the unknown, but this man, he was your friend, and had no one else willing to accompany him on this journey. How could you ignore that?

It was like being blind, going into straight darkness, you had every right to refuse, but you didn't, leading you back to only one answer: Anakin. This journey was guaranteeing you a chance to get away from the normal, have some type of purpose other than training and undergoing immense stress, all to save Anakin's mother.

"Y\N! Are you paying attention?" Snapped your master, Mace Windu. You startle slightly from the awakening from your savory thoughts. "Yes, Master." You nod affirmatively, eyes going to meet his. "Are you ready to spar?" As much as your mind longed to go back to Anakin, you understood that you had to equally balance your Jedi life with the thoughts threatening to seduce you into another rabbit hole. "Of course, Master."

Of course, Anakin was in no better condition, but he managed to hide it better. Whenever his mind raged with thoughts of you, especially with being so vulnerable with you and coming back to his homeworld with you, he silenced them with the outweighing thought of saving his poor mother. Leading him down a place of familiar guilt and sorrow. Nonetheless, it worked.

At dusk, when the sun was growing more and more tired, Anakin grew more eager and anticipating. Everyone in the Jedi Order, excluding him and you, was asleep, his mind and body roared with sudden freedom. Anakin quietly and skillfully crawled out of bed and to his door, peering oh so slightly, but trying to properly assure himself that the coast was clear, he made his way to your bedroom.

You were awake, waiting. Observing every detail around you, which only be contributed to your mood and feelings, of restlessness and clear anxiousness. All of your instruments and supplies were ready; lightsaber, radio, water, food and a few pieces of clothing. Your clothing choice was as rogue as you could make it; black leggings, the regular pair of black Jedi boots, and a blue poncho, covering your white tank top. "Psst." You jerked around to investigate the noise, only to see Anakin, in his maroon and black normal Jedi attire, lightsaber hidden at his hip.

"Hey!" You whisper-shouted at him. "Hey." He replied with a smile, his arms wrapping around you as soon as you were within arms reach. "I missed you." Anakin whispers into your ear. "So did I." You embrace him as well, not knowing how much you needed it until you felt the warmth of his skin against you. "Are you alright?" Anakin questions, his blue gaze practically begging for an honest answer. "Yes, of course." You reassure him, gazing into his eyes with both honesty and determination.

And so, with his arm wrapped firmly around you, Anakin lead you outside, to his ready speeder. "You had a plan, didn't you?" You joke lightly, to which Anakin lets out a small chuckle and nods, shrugging sheepishly. "Better prepared than not, huh?" You nod in agreement and hop in. Anakin turns on the speeder and that's the beginning of your journey. You turn to him. "Anakin, are you alright?"

Anakin's eyes flicker to you then back on the desolate airway transportation way, little to no other forms of transport in the way, giving you both the advantage of relaxation. "Yeah." He nods. You look outside your window for a second, admiring the beauty of Coruscant once more in the night. The remaining streaks of vibrant orange and violet, reminding the night watchers of the sky that it is the time of quiet, fading into a deep blue, like a lullaby. "You know, my mother.... she would let me go out and do whatever I wanted. It was like she knew I would be back, every time... How did she know?" Anakin breaks the silence, and your thoughts. It takes you a moment to reply.

"Ani, I think she knew you would always find your way back." Anakin nods at your words, licking his lips as if they were dry. "After all these years, I can't get her out of my head. I made a promise, you know?" You reach out to lightly press your hand on his. "I know. We're going to find your mother, Anakin. You will get to see her once again, I promise." Anakin's hand firmly grasps yours. "Okay."

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A\N: I'm back! Part four out tomorrow!

Ofc I'm so bored throughout the day <3

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Can we get married?

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Yes!! When's the wedding???

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The force is so mean to me!

Head lice

.....Who told you?

5.. *drum roll* Cassian Andor.

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Angel and Devil

Anakin's eyes met yours, gaze locked. His eyes were butterscotch gold as his descent to the Dark Side was almost completed. The sight alone was enough to bring tears to your eyes. "What.... what are you doing?" You ask, voice heavy with the tons of emotions heaving down on you. "I'm saving you." He replies, tone rough. You look at him, hoping he can sense how this breaks you. "What do you mean?" Your voice cracked. "All of this- I'm doing it for you." He brings his hood down, still gazing at you with those cursed eyes, you wished, to God, you could look away. "No, you're not. Y-you... who are you?!" You burst, tears burning in your eyes. "The Jedi are evil, Y\N. You know it. You said so earlier." Anakin circled around you, his gaze on you never wavering. "Anakin, the Jedi are not evil. It is what you are doing, what you are planning, believing, that is evil." He scoffs. "For what? Doing something for you?" He laughs. "You are twisted! Obi-Wan told me of what you've done: Killed younglings, even Master Windu!" Your sadness turned quickly to a boiling rage. What happened to him? "I am to save you from inevitable death. Obi-Wan has twisted you." You stay silent for a second. "Why?! Just... why? The Dark Side? Anakin, what happened to destroying the Sith? Becoming a great Jedi?" Your voice lowered, all you could do was look at him, as he looked at you. And hope for an explanation, hope this was a dream, a sick, hellish dream. " I told you already, Y\N! The Jedi are evil! They are plotting to overthrow the senate!" He snarls and you literally cannot believe what is happening. "You're lost... aren't you? This... Dark Lord... has entered your brain and twisted the contents, hasn't he?" You're voice becomes slightly desperate. Desperate for him to come back to you, turn back to the sweet, caring person you've once known him as. Not this monster. This can't be how you both end, can it? "I am no longer living in a fantasy, Y\N. This is reality! There cannot be both a hero and a villain, one has to oppose the other." A tear spilled onto your cheeks, a poetic, but feeble reaction to his words. "What have you become?" You question, unable to stop the aching in your heart, or the cracking in your voice, or the tears spilling carelessly down your cheeks and hitting the floor. Lava boils and shoots up behind him, barely able to entrap your mood in this moment. "God, Y\N. How many times must you be told? It's for you! To keep you alive, safe!" He steps closer to you, and you step back. "I loved you. I really did." You confess, your bottom lip quivering, much like your body right now, as you step closer to the edge, your head spun. Anakin glared at you, with his intense gaze, unable to piece you together. "We could've had it all..." You sob quietly, stepping closer to the platform that separated you both, and a painful, bloodcurdling death. Would that bring you peace? Would that calm the storm in your heart? Yeah, it might actually... You step more and more to the edge. Anakin seems to realize what you are doing, planning to do and he rushes over to stop you, only to accidently bump into you and push you over. "Y\N!" He screams as your eyes widen, falling fast to your certain doom. You look at him as you fall and his eyes meet yours, you can see a tear escaping his glowing yellow eyes. Just before you connect with the scorching lava and die, you have one last thought, "What could have happened?" And before anything else, you fall into the lava, screaming agonizingly as you burn, wishing you were never born. What could have happened?

JUSTICE FOR HAYDEN!

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I just read the article on Hayden's assault and was told by my mutuals and I have never been so disgusted. Why would someone hurt a figure, an icon with such a positive impact? Who could even think to do such a thing? I am so glad to have been made aware of this and be a member of the Hayden Christensen appreciation fandom because things like this need to be addressed IMMEDIATELY.

I hate how this girl is going and DENYING it all over Facebook. If you have the balls to do it, why not say that you did? It's vile. But to also say that you are going to file a harassment lawsuit against him? What the actual fuck? Apparently he was taken to a secured room for 2 hours and he chose to go on with the meet. I mean, this man is truly the definition of an angel and I LOVE him.

I've heard from multiple accounts that he stays late to make sure that he has met and lightened people's days up, and that makes me truly want to cry. I wanted to just spread the word to those who are unaware but also love Hayden like me. So, please, spread the hashtag: #HaydenWeLoveU and dedicate this to saying kind things about him.