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It's Your Birthday Scenarios!

Anakin Skywalker: In the early parts of your relationship when you told him your birthday and in exchange he told you his, he silently vowed to be the knight in shining armor for you and your special day. You were his special cupcake, his own bag of sugar, so why should you not be treated as such?

Anakin spent his time at The Temple planning to take a trip to the forest, to refresh yourselves from the busy air of Coruscant and retire to the green shrubs and swaying trees in the breeze. It was perfect. In his side of the dresser at the house, he carried with him a small box that contained a custom-made ring for you, a symbol that celebrated you. Not marriage, engagement, no, you. His sweetheart, his weakness.

On the morning of your birthday, Anakin ushered you immediately to the kitchenette and seated you at one of the chairs, and in front of you lay your favorite food, freshly made with a side of cold juice. You smile up at him, even in the peeking sunlight, with your hair tousled and barely brushed from sleep, you looked just as you did when he met you. Absolutely divine. He just stared at you, entranced by the image of you in such a picture as you ate, savoring the food and occasionally reaching for the drink.

Dressed and ready for the hike in the forest and vacation essentially, Anakin drove you both there in his speeder, touching down in a few minutes, he moved to help you out and your hike began, with breaks to rest, drink some water or to admire how the trees, bushes and small plants and flowers took in and seemingly also enjoyed the bright, blue day. How your eyes gazed around, wanting to take in everything and the smile that always managed to creep onto your features when you could see the naked beauty of the plantation. It filled him with pride. Once you guys stopped for a break, Anakin took out a pocket knife, carving roughly into the tree both of your initials and then turning back to you, showing you his work. You giggled at his cheesy move but it melted your heart.

Hours later, when you both arrived home, exhausted from hiking, Anakin took to grab the box of your ring. As you relaxed on the couch, sipping some water as you curled your legs closer to you for warmth, he sat beside you, taking your hand into his, slipping the small box into your palm. Confused, you bring it to your eyes and raise an eyebrow at him, he grins at you widely, urging you to explore what was inside. And as you did, it revealed the ring. You gasp and immediately tell him it's beautiful but you cannot accept it. He laughs and then pulls you closer, bringing his lips to your ear, whispering: "No. I want you to have it. It's yours."

Luke Skywalker: You were awoken out of your pleasant dream by a startling noise of Luke's gleeful scream. Eyes widened in concern and fear you ask, "What is it, Luke?!" Fearing the worst, you move to where you saw him and he turned to you, smiling ear to ear as he picked you up and spun you around. "It's nothing bad, Y\N! It's just.... it's your birthday!" You chuckle, momentarily confused before remembering that it indeed was, as he placed you back down. "Right. So, what's Obi-Wan having you do today?" You ask, stretching and moving to access the kitchen and the stove.

"Oh? Nothing." Luke answers, right behind you as he takes a seat at the table. "Nothing? Why?" You ask, skeptically, as you start cracking a few eggs on the corner of the table. "Because, Y\N, I'm spending it with you, of course. I got a plan. We're going cruising in my speeder." You smile to yourself, waiting for the pan to heat up on the stove and starting to whisk the eggs. "Really? Where to?" At this Luke seems to not have thought it out. "Um... well, where do you wanna go? This is your special day, after all." You shake your head at this and turn to him. "I don't have to go anywhere special for my birthday, Luke. I don't want to. All I want is to spend time with you, and if you want to go around in your cruiser, I'm fine with that." He nods, the corner of his eyes twitching into a smile. "Got it." Finishing with the eggs, some milk and a form for each of you, you place a plate in front of each of you and sit down, taking some egg on your fork and eating it.

A few minutes later, after making some small talk, Luke clears his plate and jumps to his feet. "I'll get the speeder ready." He informs you before hurriedly washing his plate, fork and cup, placing them back into the cabinet and rushing out. You were fine with spending time with him? So was he! He gazed out at the blazing suns and the miles of nothing but hot sand in every direction from the house and started the speeder, equipped with water. He knew you were going to have to get dressed out of your pajamas and took that greatly, sitting in the driver's seat, hand on the wheel as he leaned back against the comfortable seat. Waiting.

Eventually, you did show and hopped into the passenger seat next to him. He began zooming, and the warm, rushing air in both of your faces felt refreshing and exhilarating. You looked to the side behind you and relished in the sense of adventure it provided you. You saw the wide smile on Luke's face and felt his hand creep onto your thigh as he looked at you, mouthing the words, "I love you."

Obi-Wan Kenobi: He got home from a meeting at the Temple and although not tired, he would have not protested with a quick nap with you. But he reminded himself to give you the present he has been saving up for a few months ago in preparation for this day. Obi-Wan announced his arrival and was as glad as he always was when he saw you rushing out to greet him, pulling him into a tight, secure and excited hug. "Obi, there you are!" He chuckled and placed a hand on the top of your head. "Hey, honey. Happy Birthday, yeah? Here." He handed you a cute box that jiggled as you took it. You took the top off and found that it was a box of pins to clip onto your shirts. They varied in size, shape or graphic detail.

You were aware of Obi-Wan's tendencies to pick up such things as this by default, like it was not anything to him, and whenever you asked, he would always say something along the lines of, "Oh, it's a collectible item, I'm sure you know that." And you never said anything else about it. It was cute, you thought and now, as he was giving you all the pins he has collected for as long as you could remember, it was more than cute, it was a symbol of his little habits in a cute little box. And that meant the world and more to you. You pull him into an even tighter hug and giggle. "It's perfect!" And he wrapped his arms around you as well. "I'm glad."

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Of course I do; I wrote that fic for you. I know it took a long time... but... I didn't think you would question my love for you..

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.

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Christmas With Them Scenarios! (Part One)

Han Solo: It was your first Christmas together. Han was jittery and nervous, he's only ever had Christmas with his parents and that was when he was way younger. Especially when he would see you stringing up the different Christmas lights around the Falcon and tree. He did not want to mess this up. "Hey there, sweets. What're you up to now?" He inquires, snaking his arms securely around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder. "Hey. I'm working on these ornaments now. What do you think the pattern should be?" You ask, one hand going to hold his over your waist. He shrugs. "Whatever you think fits, dollface." You nod, gazing at the tree for a few more seconds before moving, causing Han to unwrap his hands from your waist and retract his head. With an air of curiosity you grab two different colored ornaments and hold them side by side in each of your hands, trying to determine if they will go together. Shrugging you find them appealing, so you hook them onto the tree.

"What about the presents?" Luke chimes in, coming from behind Han. "I'm workin' on it!" Han frowns at him and you chuckle softly. "No worries, I've got a handful of presents already wrapped." Han jerks his head toward you. "Did you get me one already?" You nod. "Of course. Why?" Han's frown deepens into a scowl. "Nothing, nevermind. Be right back."

He runs out of the hallway you both were in and goes down into the little workshop Leia had established. "Leia." He calls for her. "Yeah?" She calls back, her voice nonchalant as she cleans her disassembled blaster. "I need your help. With this Christmas thing." "What about it?" She questions, not turning to him. "I don't know what to get Y\N. She's already got me something." At this, Leia turns, her eyebrow raised, sighing softly. "Look, just get Y\N something that's sentimental. Something that's a part of you. Knowing her, she'll love it." Han nods, thanking Leia and racing back into the Falcon and opening a hidden compartment, grabbing a little trinket he knows is perfect. (Well, as perfect as he can get.) Entering your shared room, he hastily wraps the present. The next day, on Christmas morning, Luke, Leia, you, Chewie and Han assemble by the tree, either sitting or standing. The bottom of the tree littered with shiny wrapping paper.

"Alright! Are we ready?" You announce, distributing the appropriate presents to the twins, Chewie and Han. Han gazes at the present, although wrapped, he knew you had poured your heart and soul into each and every one of these presents. Sitting next to Han, you see as he slips you the small, squared present and smile lovingly at him, your eyes gleaming with adoration and pure happiness. Nodding to the others, you all open your presents, Luke and Leia opening theres and smiling to each other happily, Chewie grumbling\grunting just as merrily as you open Han's present for you. You gasp softly, to see a wooden, factory\partially handmade bracelet of all of the planets Han has been to. You smile at him, unable to form words, leaning in and hugging him tightly. "You deserve it."

Luke Skywalker: Still living with his aunt and uncle, he was still required to handle the harvest and take care of his Jedi duties with Ben, earning him no real breaks. However, with Christmas coming up, at dinner you announce the question you had been dying to ask of his aunt and uncle. "Do you guys think it would be bad if we all had Christmas together?" Aunt Beru takes a moment to think. "I don't see why not." You smile and nod, turning to Uncle Owen. He shrugs. "As long as Luke promises to work on the farm after." Luke nods affirmatively. "I promise."

"Then sure." More eager than ever, you finish dinner and hastily clean the dishes with precision and anticipation. You take Luke's landspeeder and scavenge the traders and ask as many people as you can if they have any parts that could be used to make multiple lights. With seemingly no hope, you ask one last person and to your surprise and relief, they had quite a few parts that you could use to make a few Christmas lights. After that, you worked diligently with Luke and Aunt Beru to create a string of lights that would fit a tree. Speaking of a tree, you had yet to get one. "I'll get it." Luke insists and you nod. "Okay, but be careful." He kisses your cheek. "Always." Before leaving to try and find a tree. In the meantime, you find (With Aunt Beru's help) a box of ornaments, mix and matched, but they would do.

Finally after a few hours Luke came back with a medium sized tree, giggling happily you go over to him, kissing him with both glee and impressiveness. Both Luke and Uncle Owen help plant the tree in a great spot inside the center of the house, quickly you string up the lights, turning them on and taking a break to eat some dinner for the night. "Do we have any ornaments?" Uncle Owen asks, gazing at Aunt Beru and then you. "Yeah, we found a box earlier." You confirm. He nods. After dinner and doing the dishes, you and Luke hook the ornaments onto the tree while Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru stand back, holding each other as they marvel at the sight of their nephew having his first Christmas with the love of his life.

Lastly, presents had to be wrapped and you were on it. You had found a custom present for Luke and a few for Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen, wrapping it in crisp paper and setting it under the tree, as you do this, Luke finishes a few for his aunt and uncle and for you. On the morning of Christmas, both you and Luke hurried to the tree and sat patiently waiting for Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen to awake. "Are you ready? Go ahead." Tells Aunt Beru. With eagerness like children, you both unwrap your presents, giving Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen their respective presents as you open the presents from each other. Opening the present you gave him, tears threatened to spill over his eyes. He was so happy. "Thank you so much, Y\N." He exclaimed, kissing you sweetly as you smile lovingly at him. "You're welcome."

As you open the present he gave you, your eyes twinkled, and you remain speechless for a few seconds. The present was a handmade ornament which was a painted version of R2-D2. You laugh quietly and turn to Luke, hugging him tightly. "It's perfect, so, so perfect."

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I love ur banner sm can you post it

Here it is! I think I got it on Pinterest?? I can't rememberr

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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