luke x natalie

Preference: They Find out You're Infertile

Request for anon: “For a request can you maybe do a preference (if no preference then maybe just Anakin or Leia) of you finding out you’re infertile and can’t have a baby cause I just found out and I’m kinda struggling.”

Alright noodle. I hope this comforts you in any way. Usually when I give advice to help other noodles, I try to do it from personal experience. But I have not experienced this so I don’t know what to say that is correct or comforting. But I will tell you this: Do not blame yourself. This may not happen to a lot of people but it is natural. Be kind to yourself. You are loved. Everything will be ok <3

Obi Wan: The love that Obi Wan had for you could not be matched. You were both so excited to have a baby, who cares if it was forbidden! He walked in on you at the med bay, sobbing your heart out. He immediately wrapped his arms around you, and sang to you. Nothing in particular. He just held you and whispered comforting things to you. He assured you that he still loved you no matter what and you will always have him.

Anakin: He wouldn’t dare leave your side after you told him. He helped you through everything. He wiped your tears. He held you. He tried so hard to make you smile. He cut out time of his day to spend extra time with you. Cuddling is a guarantee.

Padme: She knew this could have happened. She cried along with you when she found out. She was afraid of losing you too. You both would lay together and just talk everything out.

Luke: Luke wished desperately there was he could change. He felt awful, how could something like this happen to you? Or anyone for that matter. He kiss your cheeks and tell you how special you are to him and how strong you are.

Han: He didn’t say anything at first. He gave you the silent treatment. But he wasn’t mad at you, he was just confused, angry. After the second day, you begged for him to say something, anything! He ran over and hugged you rocking you slightly, assuring you he wasn’t mad at all.

Leia: Leia wouldn’t cry in front of you. You needed her now more than ever. She’d would not leave your side. You both comforted each other the best you could. You would get through this together.

Rey: Having no family for most of her life, Ret felt lost when she found out. But she still had you. You both told each other, that there was no chance of one of you leaving the other.

Finn: He was confused as to why there wasn’t anything he could do about it. You both were so unhappy about it. He’d hold you and whisper everything and nothing into your ear.

Poe: Poe at first blamed himself. He probably could have done something, maybe he shouldn’t have pushed you for training. You assured him it was no ones fault.

Kylo: Kylo would be destroyed. He was excited. So excited. Why did it have to be ripped away from you two? Why? He wouldn’t understand at first. You soothed both him and yourself at the same time. After that he focused on you entirely. You needed him and he needed you.

Hux: Almost not thinking about it, he’d sen you down to the med bay just to see if there was any way at all you weren’t. He’d be distant and cold to you. But he was just in denial. Something like this wouldn’t happen. Not to you. You finally snapped and told him you needed him. He begged for forgiveness and you’d give it to him.

Phasma: Phasma at first wouldn’t know how to comfort you. Getting to the awkward point of it. But then one day, she just broke down in tears. You comforted her, both of you not daring to leave each other’s sides.

sassysnowperson  asked:

For the trash AU prompts: Bodhi/Luke for the how did you and a goat wearing a poncho get into my apartment???

“i woke up this morning to find you sitting in my living room with a goat in a poncho??? who are you??? why is the goat wearing a poncho??? how did you get the goat in here i live on the 12th floor???” au -list of trash aus i need immediately, bullet point #6

Bodhi Rook’s eyes shot open when he heard what could only be described as…muffled bleating?

The fuck?

He held himself as still as he could. The breath he didn’t realize he was holding welled up in his throat, pushing more and more insistently against his tongue. He imagined his hearing radiating out from him like water rippling away from a raindrop.

An eternity passed, and he heard nothing else.

The breath exploded from his throat in a choked gasp, and his chest rose and fell like waves. “…Okay, that was wei–”

Another bleat, louder and sharper this time, as if the source of the noise had somehow gotten closer.

But how? Wha–What the actual fuck is going on?!

Bodhi sat up abruptly, and snapped the thin sheet aside as he stood in a position as close to upright as he could manage. He winced and recoiled as the noonday sun hit him squarely in the face–which, of course, is about when his ankle slammed up against the corner of his futon frame. He fell in a sprawling heap across the itchy upholstery of the now-sheetless fold-out bed, and let out a thoroughly undignified yowl.


When Bodhi heard the bleating again this time, it was accompanied by a voice he didn’t recognize.

“Hello?” Bodhi froze again. The silence stretched out in a long plume through the apartment. Still no new sounds, besides the humming of his nerves and the thunder of his heartbeat.

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Bodhi started violently at the faint clicking of…hoofbeats? Very small hooves on tile?

As he exhaled, his shoulders slumped. Fuck. The weird animal ninja is just chillin’ in my kitchen. Cool. Fantastic, he thought bitterly as he worked his way back onto his feet, and made for the door to the kitchen-slash-living room. I just woke up and crazy shit is already happening, but hey! What else is new, right? I swear to God, if I find any signs of Jyn or Chirrut I’m gonna–

Bodhi shoved the door open and froze (again) when he saw who was sitting on his couch.

“Oh, hi!” The young man (blond, early twenties, cheerful and very attractive wow) grinned and gave a small, timid wave. Bodhi’s gaze jerked to the stranger’s other hand, which rested in the soft patch of hair…between the stubby horns of a white-and brown-spotted goat, wearing a hand-crocheted ponchoin a shade of royal blue that made his eyes water and his brain throb.

Bodhi couldn’t move. He wasn’t sure if he had ever moved, or would ever be able to move again. This was his life now.

“…’kay, what the actual fuck.”