Two years into a successful apprenticeship with Jedi Knight Ahsoka Tano, Padawan Learner Obi-Wan Kenobi is filled with both excitement and anxiety at promise of his very first mission with his master. But before they jet off to Raxus on the Outer Rim, Obi-Wan needs to do some researching in the Jedi Archives.
The sun had set by the time Ahsoka and Obi-Wan arrived back at the Jedi Temple, the five spires lit up as a beacon to one and all, the great seat of light and hope in the galaxy.
This was the home of the Jedi.
This was the heart of the Order.
Obi-Wan had exhausted his questions about their upcoming assignment and was trailing after Ahsoka, observing the people on the streets as they passed them. The Temple District was quieter than the Senate District but there was always something to see. Sentients from every corner of the galaxy could be found in the district, from academics and scholars who wanted to do research on the Jedi and their history to those who came seeking a chance to work within the Temple grounds to those who simply saw the Temple as a tourist spot, a place one simply had to see when they got a chance to visit Coruscant.
Security at the Temple during Ahsoka’s childhood had been far more rigorous than it was now. She was still surprised to see the occasional tour group put together by a senatorial friend of the High Council or a wide-eyed clutch of invited sentients following after whatever Jedi Master had been roped into giving the tour this time. Ahsoka had once tagged along with one of these groups during her first year back in the past, following Master Diaz and a crop of new senators from the Mid Rim through the halls as she tried to re-learn where everything was supposed to be.
“Master?” Obi-Wan’s voice broke into Ahsoka’s thoughts as they entered the Temple. “Master? I… may I confess something?”
They had just passed through the massive main entrance of the Temple, moving past the towering bronzium statues that represented great masters from the ancient days of the Order. Ahsoka glanced at Obi-Wan and nodded, gesturing for him to follow her over to a private corner.
Safely tucked away where no one could hear them, Ahsoka turned to her padawan. “What is it, Obi-Wan? Is something wrong?”
Song that plays on the radio: Ed Sheeran, Even My Dad Does Sometimes
Being one of BTS’s makeup artist had its pros and cons as every other job. On one hand, you got to be very close to 7 men you had adored for years, spending some days locked in a small room with heavy lightning and chairs, putting makeup on them all. On another hand; you spend some days locked in a small room alone with 7 beautiful, talented and kind idols.
Your job required you to stand face to face with Bangtan, with only a few centimetres in between you and whoever you were putting makeup on. The boys were quite fond of you. They always asked how your day had been, complementing your outfit and always saying thank you after you were done with their makeup followed by a bow. You had also grown quite close to the members, especially Jimin with the two of you being around the same age. Jimin had been one of the first to get to know you. Even though he was either exhausted or preparing to go on stage he always talked to you. Telling you small jokes to make you giggle or telling you about an amazing restaurant nearby. He once said, it was too bad they only stayed in a certain city for one night; otherwise, he would have taken you to an amusement park he had been in when he was younger. You weren’t sure if you understood it correctly. But it sounded like a date. But, why would a perfect idol want to ask you out? Why would he want a makeup artist that didn’t even make the half that he did?
Your long train of thoughts got interrupted by a small knock on your door. Your manager peeked inside and saw you standing ready. “Oh great Y/N you’re already ready, the guys have just gotten into their clothes. They’ll come any minute now” he informed you. You gave him thumbs up as he closed and disappeared behind the door again. Tonight was the night Bangtan was performing in Anaheim and everything had to be perfect. Namjoon had been training few English phrases to the rest of Bangtan so they could introduce themselves on stage.
Outside the door, you could hear footsteps getting closer and voices talking. The first voice you could recognise was a very deep voice that could only belong to Taehyung, or V, as he was known on stage. And right to your assumptions, his face with his big boxy smile was the first to enter the door. “Y/n!” He smiled as he waved his hands.“Hi” You giggled leading him towards the first makeup chair. He looked into the mirror and began messing with his hair. “No no no, Taehyung how many times must I tell you. Don’t touch your hair” you slapped his fingers away from his hair, smiling. “I know” he sighed and leant back in his chair. Without noticing Namjoon and Hoseok had also entered the room, sitting down in two chairs waiting for their turn. You started applying a moisturiser and a primer to Taehyung face. That’s when you noticed the discolouring under Taehyung’s eyes. And unlike usually, he didn’t close his eyes when you started touching his face. He looked at you, studying your hair and skin. That’s when you also noticed the fact his eyes were slightly redder than usual. This was all very weird. “Taehyung, are you okay?” You asked him slowly as you began dapping on a BB cream. He looked down onto his fingers placed in his lab. “Hm-mm” he nodded not very convincing. “Are you tired?” you asked him once again. You started focusing on his brows filling them in with dark brown to match his hair. “Yeah, I didn’t really sleep as much tonight. Nerves, I guess” He said slowly. Not wanting to interrogate the poor man any further, you dropped the topic and just focused on his eye makeup. He didn’t require much, just a simple dark grey and brown eyeshadow and he was good to go. He looked into the mirror and gave an unsure smile. “Do I look good?” He asked looking up at you. You giggled. “Yes Tae you do, now send in another one of the guys while I begin on Namjoon okay?” you answered him giving his shoulder a quick comforting squeeze as he walked out of the door. Something was defiantly up with him. You turned around and began working on Namjoon. He was on his phone scrolling through twitter. He had already popped in his contact lenses making his eyes light blue as the sky. Judging by Namjoon’s silence, there was also something up with him. “You nervous as well?” You asked breaking the silence. You started with a concealer on Namjoon to make his skin as flawless as possible. “Yeah” He began, thinking over his next words. “I don’t know, it’s the whole Jimin thing you know?”
You knew what he was talking about. Some random girl on twitter had been lashing out on Jimin, giving him death threats. And tonight was the night. You would be lying if you said you hadn’t been reading her tweets over and over, again and again. They kept on haunting you, you started dreaming about what would happen. If he did get shot, perhaps fatally, he would never know how you felt about him. How everything you saw reminded you somehow about him. You knew he would never feel the same about you, that’s why you’d been keeping your feelings secret.
“I just feel like as a leader I should be saying something, as his friend I should be saying something. But PD has told us to keep shut. But I just–, aish” He couldn’t finish his sentence. You tinted his lips while nodding slightly. “I know what you mean” You wanted to comfort Namjoon, but you could barely comfort yourself. How were you supposed to comfort another? You finished his makeup quickly. He stood up and looked at you. Seconds passed where you both just stared at each other. “Be careful out there alright?” you said. “Security is tightened I know, but still…” Namjoon gave you a reassuring smile. “We are called bulletproof for a reason y/n, don’t worry you’ll get to take my makeup off tonight and put on new tomorrow” and with that comment, he walked out of the room calling in Yoongi. You switched on working on Hoseok, Yoongi, Jin and Jungkook and before you knew it you only needed to do Jimin’s makeup.
“Jin can you please find Jimin and send him in for me?” you asked Jin. He left you alone in the room as you started cleaning brushes. Your heart was in your throat, should you tell Jimin how you felt? What if something happens? What colour of flowers should you buy? Would you even be invited to the funeral? Your mind was filled with bad thoughts and almost didn’t hear when the door opened and closed behind you. You turned around with your eyes stinging from holding back tears. There he was. Park Jimin. He was wearing tight black jeans with holes in the knees. Black t-shirt with a blue and white striped shirt over. He looked effortlessly beautiful. He stared directly at you and you prayed he wouldn’t notice your reddening eyes. You patted the chair he should sit in, and without saying a word he sat down and looked into the mirror. It felt like time was on double speed. No matter how slow you tried to put on his makeup, there wasn’t enough time. Someone was stealing him away from you, and you could barely hold yourself together. He followed you with his dark brown eyes. Your cheeks were a bit flushed, so was the tip of your nose. You concentrated on applying his face makeup, you didn’t even notice his staring. Did you even know how crazy he was about you? How many times he had tried asking you out, but you haven’t gotten the hint. Not being able to stay in silence with him you turned on the radio. It was a quiet song that started to play. A soft voice was singing, a guitar and piano harmonising. You patted with your fingertips concealer under his eyes. Carefully you lined his waterlines, applied a pinkish lip tint to his bottom lip. He looked so stunning.
You swallowed and took a step back looking at him. “I think I’m done” He looked into the mirror and chuckled. “You’ve done it again y/n, thank you so much” he stood up from the chair and gave you a bow. “It’s my job…” you sighed. You turned away from him and found yourself cleaning brushes again, not being able to look him in the eyes. His beautiful dark brown eyes. Jimin appeared behind you and you gasped as you made eye contact in the mirror. He stood silently behind you, looking at your every move. He followed your eyes when they landed on him. “Wait, aish I’m sorry y/n I forgot to put my contacts in!” He exclaimed suddenly making you jump. “Arh Jimin! They’re so hard getting in without messing up the makeup. Be careful, do you have the lenses with you?” You asked turning around facing him. He stood quite close to you, so close you could feel his breath tickling your face. Jimin took up a small box from the back of his pants. You moved out of the way so he was closer to the mirror. He started slowly pulling his under eye down, making you bite your lip. There wasn’t enough time to re-do his eye makeup before the stage opened. Jimin held his breath as he brought the lens closer and closer to his eye. For a moment you thought he was going to get it in, but his reflexes got the better of him and he blinked last minute making the lens falling out and smudging the lower waterline. He tried again. His finger got closer and closer to his eye, but once again last minute he blinked.
He sighed hopelessly and looked down, positioning the lens again on the tip of his finger. “I’m usually better at this… I just can’t make myself relax” he mumbled quietly. “Here,” You said pushing his chest down so he would sit in the makeup chair. “Let me try” you suggested as you placed the lens on top of your own finger. Jimin nodded and felt electricity run through him when your fingers touched. His heart beating a bit faster and looked at you with big eyes. You held your breath as you pulled down his eye to make room for the contact lens. You felt Jimin doing the same. Getting your finger closer and closer to his eye you thought for a moment you were gonna make it, but last minute the lens jumped off your finger and landed on his cheeks. You both giggled as you swept the lens away. “I just have to get the right angle” you smiled. “Try standing on my other side” Jimin suggested. Standing on his right side was even harder and this time the lens didn’t even come close to his eye. Jimin had to get his green contacts in, he had to. “Oh well, third time is luck’s time,” Jimin said encouraging as you stood in front of him. You bend slightly down on your knees trying to get at eye level with him. This time the lens touched his eye but as soon as he blinked it came out again.
“This is going to sound awkward but what if you sat on me? I mean, only for a short time, and just so you could get the lens in. I didn’t mean anything by it just–”
“No let’s try it, you have to wear them” You interrupted his awkward rambling chuckling at his cuteness. He looked surprised for a moment, having his eyebrows raising. But nonetheless, he spread his thighs making room for you to sit on. Hesitating, you put a hand on his shoulder and placed yourself on his lap. Jimin’s hands moved up to your thighs slowly to make sure you kept your balance. You had never been this close to him before. Not while you were alone together. He looked into your eyes for a moment. Neither of you did anything but looking deeply into each other eyes. Your heart was beating faster. Still having a hand on his shoulder you moved it to open his eye. Then you brought the green lens closer, and closer until it touched his eyes and it sank into his iris changing his eye colour an instant. You both smiled relieved. “Finally” Jimin laughed looking at you. “One to go” You smiled back. You gripped the container on the desk behind you and took out the other lens. You took a deep breath and placed it on your finger. You leant closer to him. His hands that had been placed on the top of your thighs, moved up to your waist. You stopped breathing. Was he aware of where he was keeping his hands? or was it a coincidence? Keeping your focus, you moved the lens closer to his eye and like the last one, it fitted into his iris perfectly.
You leant back slightly looking into his green eyes. Beautifull. Jimin kept his hands at your waist, not wanting to let you go. He wanted nothing more than to have you on his lap with his arms around you for the rest of his days. You didn’t try move away either, just enjoying the movement. “Jimin?” “Yeah?”
Silence filled the room again, as you looked down on your hands nervously. “Y/n?” “Yeah?” you looked at him again. His body was warm against yours. He smelled cleaned, of new laundry and his perfume. His light pink hair fitted him so perfect, his outfit was perfect and his voice was warming something deeply inside of you. That’s when you felt it. Something cold running slowly down your cheek. A tear. No. Many tears. “Y/n, y/n hey - what’s wrong why are you crying? hey - come here” Jimin said worryingly as he pulled you into his chest. You sobbed into his chest uncontrollably. He held one hand around your waist, the other on at you shoulder holding you close. “Jimin, why aren’t you nervous? How can you go on stage tonight?” You cried into him, shaking.
“Y/n, nothing is going to happen. You know this deeply inside. People write a lot on the internet - okay? Why do you worry about me?” He asked as he pulled you away slightly so he could look into your eyes. He wasn’t worth crying over, it could defiantly not be him you were crying over. “Because, I, I like you Jimin. And - I’m so scared something is going to happen to you” You sniffled trying to pull yourself together, failing miserably. Jimin couldn’t believe his own ears. Were you confessing to him? “You like me?” “YES! Jimin! I love you, and I know you will never love me. I would never forgive myself if I never confessed to you and you died”
Jimin placed quickly his hands on either side of your face and pulled your lips against his own. He kissed you with so much passion you stopped crying immediately. You kissed him back.
“I. love. you. too.” Jimin said in between kissing you. “I love you so much, you have no idea how much I love you,” He said resting his forehead against yours. He ran his hands up and down your thighs. “Y/n, I promise you nothing is going to happen. I promise” He whispered. You nodded slightly. “I have to go, they’re starting up. I love you. Let me prove how much after the concert. Okay?” He said giving you a kiss. Once again you nodded as you stood up from his lap. He walked towards the door and opened it. But before he stepped out he kissed you on the lips, longer than the kiss before. And then he stepped out of the door, closing it behind him.
This concert was gonna be 2 hours of living hell for you.
Thank you so much for reading. If you enjoyed please leave a like, reblog and follow me. Have a good day <3
Warnings: Once again, there won’t be any until like the 4th chapter ;)) Please hold on until then bbs.
“You know Y/N, I must admit you’re improving. It appears my warning has gotten through that dull head of yours”, Mr. Kwon paced back and forth slowly in front of my desk as he spoke.
“With all due respect sir, I do believe my head is not dull and that I am improving at my own will. Not because you told me to do so,” I bit back.
Suddenly, Mr. Kwon’s hands slammed down on the surface of the wooden desk. His body lurched forward slightly and his gaze captured my own.
“What? Just because you wrote one decent paper, you think you have the power to question my authority?” he glowered at me and I shivered with a sickening mixture of anger and annoyance. “You will have to do a lot more than whine about your autonomy before I think of you as anything more than a subpar student”.
The Five Times You Kiss Poe Dameron(Skywalker!Reader x Poe Dameron)
Word Count: 2470
Summary: The five times that the reader shares a kiss with Poe Dameron, in order.
A/N: first kind of actual Poe Oneshot?? I’m so excited? I love this so much, omg. I’ve been seeing these “Five times” stories floating around tumblr and I just love them all so much. So, I decided to write my own!! I hope that you enjoy this!
You can pick this up on my Redbubble as a hardcover journal or spiral notebook! I am so going to make this my next sketchbook <3
Originally, this was made for a really nice dude who contacted me last week after reading one of my comments on Reddit. the guy is working on a Hunter’s Dream Skyrim mod and this texture will be used on one of the books in the Workshop so that the player will actually be able to interact with it and read it. I’ll have to instal Skyrim again just for this mod once it’s ready! XD
It’s not identical but still pretty close to the one in BB, don’t you think? All textures, except for the metal clip, are scanned from my collection of old books, thus the imperfections and stains here and there.
Anon asked: Heyy if you are down for Poe (and not one of those writers who is totally sick of him) can I get a reader x Poe fight based off the thing Leia said where Poe’s commitment to the resistance is absolute, she just wonders what it will cost him? And Poe leaves to go on a mission with them still not talking…but he comes back and finds reader in his room curled up in a ball wearing one of his shirts and he just becomes a cuddle ball of sappiness? No smut just fluff. Thank you dear for considering :)
(A/N: Anon, don’t worry, I am utter trash for Poe. ;D)
Plot Summary: You and Poe have an argument in which he disregards his own safety and personal life for the sake of his commitment to the resistance. After an ambush from First Order troops, he realizes just why you were so angry for the first place. But will you forgive him?
Warning: Light Swearing
“Y/N, please…” Poe reached out to touch you, but you would not have any of it.
“No, Poe! This is too dangerous! You’re flying directly into the First Order just for a supply run!” You cried out, yanking your body away from his touch.
“You know very well that we both chose to commit ourselves to the Resistance! This is just another mission, what are you freaking out about?” Poe backed up, crossing his arms, emotions bubbling up.
“I know that, but you have people who care about you here! This is way too dangerous! Even Communications are wary about this run!” You yelled, tears practically stinging at your face.
Poe opened his mouth to speak, but his comlink buzzed to life.
“Poe, its almost time to set off, get to the hangar.” Snap’s voice sizzled over the speaker, and you looked down, avoiding his gaze.
“No. You know what, just go. The resistance is always top priority.” You spat out, turning away to hide your face as the first tears slid down your cheeks.
He reached out his hand to touch you, but shook his head, turning and leaving the room.
Summary: The group is now at Maz Kanata’s castle, hoping to find a way to get to the Resistance base. They are attacked by the First Order, but help comes and Y/N is reunited with the very people she had missed the most.
Warnings: Curse words, a little wound.
I do not own anything!!!!
A/N: Sorry if it was a long wait, I know I promised it for yesterday but I was so exhausted from school! Enjoy!
• Luke Skywalker🔥
• Rey Skywalker🔥
• Carrie Fisher’s last on-screen appearance as Leia Organa 😢
• Poe Dameron 😍
• Finn 😍
• Mark Hamill will be reprising his role as Luke Skywalker
• Basically the sassy droids
• Kelly Marie Tran
• Luke Skywalker/Mark Hamill 😍
• Rey will be kicking her cousin Kylo’s ass once again, but this time with the help of her father Luke
• My boy Finn back in action
• Awesome music 👌
• Visual effects 👌
• Good acting 👌
• Have I mentioned the beautiful creature known as Mark Hamill will be in it??? 😍😍😍
• Luke and Leia in the same movie for the last time 😭
• J.J. Abrams will not be directing it
Feel free to add to this list if you’ve got more!!!! 😉
Fandom: Kingsman: The Secret Service Pairing: Eggsy Unwin X Reader Word Count: 904 Prompt: The reader is a newcomer to the Kingsman Secret Service. Eggsy could be the readers mentor and he has feelings for the reader but she is a bit apprehensive because he is her mentor. I changed it a bit, hope you like it, nonnie!!! <333
“You want me to what?” You asked in disbelief. Your eyes flicked from Eggs-Galahad, you mentally corrected, to your beagle puppy, BB.
“Shoot it.” Eggsy repeated, and you looked at him, a deep frown etched onto your lips.
You turned the gun over in your hand, before shaking your head. “I can’t. I’m not going to shoot my dog just to join the Kingsman. I’m sorry, but it’s not worth it.”
You’re not worth it. Was what Eggsy heard, and ouch, okay, that hurt a little bit. Sure, you weren’t actually dating, but Eggsy liked you and he had flirted with you constantly during your Kingsman training. You insisted, however, that you couldn’t even give him a chance until after you became a Kingsman. Now, it looked as though Eggsy would never even get a shot with you.
Eggsy looked at you for a moment, before stepping closer to you and pressing the gun more firmly into your hand. “It’s a blank.” Eggsy murmured, so softly that you barely caught it, but when you did, you snapped your gaze up to his.
He wasn’t supposed to tell you that. He wasn’t supposed to help you pass training in any way.
For half a second, you thought that maybe Eggsy was lying, but his eyes were pleading with you to just pull the goddamn trigger, the dog’ll be fine, and you believed him. You slowly lined your gun up with BB’s forehead, unable to stop your hand from shaking because even if it was a blank, that was still the dog you had raised, and reluctantly pulled the trigger.
BB barked at the sudden noise, but she was unhurt, and you grinned widely, scooping her into your arms and handing the gun back to Eggsy.
“Thank you,” You mouthed to Eggsy just as the door swung open and Merlin and Lancelot stepped in. Lancelot was grinning at you and Merlin was congratulating you, but you were too distracted by the surprisingly soft smile on Eggsy's face to respond right away.
When you did respond at last, it was with a soft blush that you desperately hoped Lancelot and Merlin wouldn’t notice.
They didn’t, but Eggsy definitely did.
“Why did you help me?” You asked curiously, walking next to Eggsy as BB chased her tail a couple yards ahead of you.
“Because if you didn’t shoot the dog, you wouldn’t have made it into the Kingsman.” Eggsy said with a shrug. “And then I would’ve never had a chance with you.” Eggsy said quietly, and you stopped walking and turned to look at him fully.
“I appreciate it, Eggsy, I really do, but now I just feel guilty.” You said, frowning. “I don’t deserve to be a Kingsman, I couldn’t follow a simple instruction and-”
Eggsy rolled his eyes and cut your sentence short by kissing you swiftly. “Don’t feel guilty, yeah? I was the one that told you the answer; you didn’t ask for it, I gave it to you.” You were in too much of a daze to come up with a response. You knew that he had flirted with you, but you hadn't believed that he actually liked you. “Besides, I couldn’t shoot my dog either, and I’m still a Kingsman.”
“How’d that happen?” You questioned, knitting your eyebrows together as you tried to figure out the possible scenario that allowed him to still join the Kingsman when he failed the last test.
“It’s a long story,” Eggsy started, and you didn’t trust the sly grin that appeared on his face. “Let’s say I’ll tell you all about it over dinner?”
“I’m a Kingsman for, what, two hours?, and you’re already asking me out?” You weren’t complaining, but it was fun to tease him.
“I’m nothing if not persistent.” Eggsy pointed out, and took a step closer to you, one hand tilting your chin up so that your eyes were locked with his own. You noticed the mischievous glint in his eye and you were going to comment on it, but Eggsy spoke again before you could. “Besides, I do seem to recall you promising you’d give me a shot once you officially joined the Kingsman.”
Your sudden smile surprised him, as did your lips pressing gently against his. Eggsy barely had time to start kissing you back before you were pulling away, bright grin still firmly in place.
“Dinner it is then, Galahad.” You said, and Eggsy couldn’t stop the wide smile that stretched across his lips. “Pick me up at six!” You called out over your shoulder, BB held tight in your arms as you walked away from him.
“Where are you going?” Eggsy called back, and you paused, turning around just far enough to wink at him.
“Gotta get myself ready, don’t I? Wouldn’t want to disappoint for our first date.”
“Please, love, you could wear a paper bag and I’d still want to tear it off you.”
You turned back around, trying to hide the blush that was rapidly staining your cheeks, but Eggsy had already seen it and was grinning to himself.
“I’ll see you at six, Eggsy.” You said, now thoroughly flustered, and started to walk away again.
“See you then, __y/n__.” Eggsy murmured, fist pumping the air the moment you were out of sight.
He was going to make sure this was the best first date you ever had, or his name wasn’t Eggsy Unwin.
(A/N: I was former fic writer on Quotev, but I decided to take up writing again, so I’m kinda trying to get back into the groove of things, but I am currently accepting requests!)
Prompt Summary: You are a combat medic, responsible for caring for Poe after his crash on Jakku. Once he recovers, he begins flirting with you, coming to you for every single minor injury he has, not to mention cheesy medical pick-up lines.
He’s honestly too good to exist in this galaxy. Such a handsome, talented man, selfless and willing to give it his all for the people living in fear of the monster called “Kylo Ren”.
And who were you? A combat medic, a specialist, to be exact, just doing your part in keeping this wonderful, albeit cocky, pilot alive to fight another day.
Meeting him, you could barely even believe it yourself. The Poe Dameron? The poster-boy of the Resistance? The living legend? Although, you could have met in somewhat better circumstances, considering the fact that you were focusing on getting his breathing back in order since his crash on Jakku while on a wobbly transport ship back to base.
“Oh thank goodness, you’re awake!” You sighed heavily, after seeing him attempt to get up, only to groan in pain.
“Agh! Jeez, what happened?” He sat up a bit slower, inhaling sharply with every muscle movement while you helped prop himself up.
“You crash landed on Jakku after your escape. Gotta say, I was worried you’d be in a coma after seeing your state. You looked much worse for wear before I started treating you.”
“Well, I’m lucky. I’ve got myself a guardian angel.” He looked up at you slyly while you were checking up on the small stitches along his jawline.
“Very funny Mr. Dameron. You must say that to all the ladies.”
“Only the ones who save my life.” He gave you a small wink and you pursed your lips.
“Whatever you say.
Anyway, now to proper introductions, I’m-
“Y/N. Don’t worry, I know.” He gave you a lopsided grin while you looked upon him questioningly.
“Oh! Uhhh, sorry that sounded weird. My buddy Snap told me about you. Said you fixed him up and was better in less than a week.”
You chuckled, glancing at your clipboard and checking his vitals.
“Well, don’t worry, Mr. Da-”
“Poe. Call me Poe.”
You felt a small heat rise to your cheeks as you continued, “Alright then, Poe, you should be back up and at ‘em in about a couple more days. I’ll check up on you throughout your recovery.”
“I’ll definitely be looking forward to that.” He winked, and you sighed softly, leaving him in his room to rest up.
“What is it this time, Poe?” You asked, not even bothering to look up from your case file on him. Ever since the two of you first met, you’ve become quite good friends, him always requesting you to be his doctor for every single minor injury he gets. Not to mention the growing attraction towards him.
His confident attitude and fatherly tone towards BB-8, who has taken quite the liking to you as well.
“My heart hurts.” He whined, clutching his shirt in an overdramatic fashion as BB-8 followed suit, circling around you.
“Could be something to do with your diet.” You noted nonchalantly, giving a small greeting to the spherical droid.
He sighed, and concocted another line.
“Well, my lungs also seem to be kind of a problem.”
“In what form?” You set his information files down and crossed your arms.
“My breathing gets funny when I’m around you.”
“Okay, maybe not the best line. Uhhh… How about this: I’m no organ donor, but I’ll give you my heart.”
“Stop laughing!” He chuckled alongside you while you gasped for air.
“Poe, are you serious? You really tried to use a pickup line on me?” You leaned against your desk, wiping a small tear from your face due to your uncontrollable laughter.
“Hey, a guy can try, right?” He stood up, puffing his chest out ever so slightly.
“Well, you know what, Dameron, you tried.” You walked up to him, giving a small, yet chaste kiss on his cheek, BB-8 giving a robotic wolf-whistle.
Immediately after, his breathing quickened as a clear blush came up.
“Woah, okay uhhh…Didn’t think my lines worked that well… Do you want to meet up, at the cantina tonight? It’ll be on me.” There goes the cocky pilot you once knew, as he now sheepishly rubbed his cheek, clearly blushing underneath his five-o’-clock shadow.
“Sure, my shift ends at six.” You smiled and left him in his room again, chuckling softly as he cheers from behind the not-so soundproof metal doors, as celebratory beeps and boops join in with his jubilant yells.
Hewwo, Once again! SOOOooooo, I have yet another Au idea! Sadly, I don’t know if it is indeed already an Au or if it’d been thought of once before, but the idea is an Bbs Hacker Au! Now my Idea for it is, Some are Hackers, whether they be solo Hackers, within Hacker groups, in important groups that the Hackers are trying to get a hold of, or be people that managed to become friends with said hackers and managed to get themselves involved in this war among Hackers. Soooo, Imagine it to be very similar to Watch Dogs.
Soo, as said in my previous Au Idea, I suck at explaining things, so please deal with this explanations for roles for the Bbs squad. Btw the Numbering for groups is not showing what groups are the main or shown the most, Just didn’t know any other way of putting it down :/.
Hacking Group #1 - Leader: Evan - Strong in command, Smarts on the battle field, Sacrifices himself a lot for the team, Can take more than a couple hits, is good with assault rifles.
His teammates: Lui : Best Hacker there, but very Childish. Wildcat/ Tyler : Tough Guy, Sorta like a Tank Character. Moo: Hacker, but also Medically good with Medical Supplies. Is very sweet. Delirious: Hacker Spy, Also a Fast Assassin like attacker with two machetes. Marcel: Second In Charge, Very good look out and back up with guns. Nogla: New Hacker assistant, Follows Under Lui for Support, Is a bit clumsy.
Hacking Group #2 - Leader: Ohm - Strong in Command, Smart on both Battle field and off battle, Smart on comments, Smarts in Mind games, Sacrifices himself a lot for the team (Much Like Evan), Can take more than a couple hits, rarely ever seems scared nor not confident.
His Teammates: Cartoonz: Second in Charge, Second best Hacker and Has a fucked up past to all the cuts on his back and his missing eye, gets a lot of respect for it, can take a shit ton of hits, Doesn’t back down even if dying. Bryce: Hacker Spy, is good with Guard and or attacking animals. Is very sweet. Mini: Good with Medical Supplies and Animals, is also a Hacker. Brian/Terroriser: Mechanic, Best Hacker, Fucked up past that is not as fucked up as Cartoon’s. Gassy (I felt like Adding this Fabulous Man): Good with any weapon overall, Good Look out, Good with supplies (Not medical, as in he holds most supplies), Can take a good amount of Hits before giving up.
That is all I have for now on Characters, Hopefully it seems good? In the Story i would love to make it where Delirious and Cartoonz were and are like brothers, but one day they were forced to be separated and later on in the war they find each other. Also I wish to make it seem like Both Mini and Brian are like the same as in being brothers but instead very close friends that were taken in under Ohm’s wings (Not actually wings, don’t yell at me for thinking that I am saying Ohm has wings, cause it is obvious he don’t :/). I also want to put ships in it but they are on opposite teams and later on the team are forced to group up and then they ended stay grouped up even though both teams had gone against each other before.
Anyways Hopefully You guys enjoy my idea! As Said in the beginning, I am not sure as of whether or not this Au already exists, So please don’t say I’m copying Ideas if one does such exists. I like the Idea, personally.
I also Have a Racing Au Idea which I will be posting about tomorrow, But it is only an Idea for now!
Have a Lovely Day or Night, If not Lovely, Hopefully You’l Smile at Least once today! Also Thanks for even reading this!
I’ve got you. so you have. may it keep you safe, always. you are brave and honourable and kind, any woman would be fortunate to be loved by you. sometimes I feel I am doomed always to want the things I cannot have. we promised each other. a queen is allowed to break her promises. once again you are my saviour. you still wear it? always. whatever happens, I will never regret what happened here. I’ve never met a woman like her, her courage her endurance her kindness. thank god I have once precious memory to sustain me, the fleeting dream of the life I might have lived.
I was tagged by the wonderful @mirrorbrights once again! I am super flattered to have been picked for two tag games in a row!🤘🏼
1. Always post rules.
2. Answer the questions given by the person who tagged you.
3. Write 11 questions of your own.
4. Tag 11 people.
<Strong>Mirrorbrights’ Questions: </strong>
<Em> 1. You get to be any fictional character for one day. Who are you? </Em>
I would have to pick Poe Dameron. He is awesome, is really close to Leia, and has BB-8!
<Em> 2. If you could create a completely canon piece of material (book/movie/comic/etc.) for any fandom, what would you create and what fandom would it be for? </Em>
I would make a book for the Star Wars fandom explaining how in the worlds Han got Leia to agree to having children. (Kinda like Tatooine Ghost but canon.)
<Em> 3. If you could resurrect any one fictional character, who would it be? </Em>
Han Solo, duh. Hanleia deserved a better reunion scene.
<Em>4. If you could kill of any one fictional character, who would it be? </Em>
*Bloodline Spoilers Sorry*
Jar-Jar Binks. But if that doesn’t count, I would kill that one bitch from Bloodline… Carise? That one who went through Leia’s old things and released the information about her relationship to Vader.
<Em>5. Be honest, there is always that one episode that you just can’t stand (no matter how much you love the show). Which episode is it?
I love The Fosters, but I hate every freaking episode that Callie messes something up in. Learn your lesson, Callie.
<Em>6. One album you can’t live without?
I am not sure. I love all my Judy Garland Albums, so I guess those.
<Em>7. You’re dying and you can only eat one more meal before the end. What do you eat?
Buttermilk marinated deep fried chicken and homemade seasoned fries.
<Em>8. Would you rather: be able to talk to any animal always? OR be able to transform into any animal only sometimes? </Em>
I would rather be able to always talk any animal. I would enjoy talking to my pets very much.
<Em>9. If you could travel to the past, where would you go? </Em>
I would travel to the Titanic. Ever since I was very little it has been one of my hyper fixations. I dream of seeing the Grand Staircase and the spas…
<Em> 10. If you could travel to the future, where you go? </Em>
To my own funeral. I want to know what people think (or thought) of me.
<Em> 11. Coca-Cola or Pepsi? </Em>
Coooke. I freaking love coke.
<Strong> My Questions: </strong>
1. Favorite decade of music?
2. Are you afraid of spiders?
3. What is the weirdest film you have ever seen, and would you recommend it?
4. How many pets do you have and what are their names?
5. If you are Neurodivergent or Neuroatypical, do you tell your friends about your needs (sorry for the personal question. I am mentally ill and want to know how others go about this. Feel free to skip).
6. What do you like best about yourself?
7. Most people’s hometowns are known for something weird (no matter how small). What is your hometown’s claim to fame?
8. Do you write fanfiction, read fanfiction, or create fanart? If so, for what fandom(s)?
9. Are you a complete opposite of a stereotype that people have for your gender, sex, race, illness, or otherwise?
10. Morning person or Night person?
11. Favorite Star Wars scene, from any canon material.
I apologize before hand for wrong spellings, wrong grammar and all ;u; I hope you guys like it!
“Hey, guys,” everyone looked up to Shownu, who’s currently walking towards us with a red envelope on his hand. “We’re invited to Wook’s party and we have to wear something formal.” Shownu’s expression was pretty blank. “Let me see the invitation.” Wonho said as he grabbed the envelope from his hand and read it. “Wait, he said he’ll be sending us some clothes to wear that he hand-picked for us and a dress for [y/n].” Everyone was pretty blank, still deciphering every single word. Finally, Minhyuk was the first one to react. “Woah! That’s so cool! If we’re going to wear something that formal… does that mean that we’ll be able to eat steak?!” All of their eyes lit up. “Steak and wine!” Kihyun beamed, a big smile plastered on his face.
The boys did a small victory dance. I actually don’t know why they fancy steak and wine that much but I guess it’ll be a fun evening with these guys around. “Before you guys continue your victory dance, shouldn’t we all prepare ourselves now?” I suggested to which made them froze on their spots. “But we don’t have our clothes–” I.M was cut off-ed by Jooheon who showed us eight fancy looking paper bags. “The clothes are here.” Distributing the paper bags to their owners, everyone immediately checked their clothes out. “Wait!” I stopped them before they reveal their outfits for later.
Everyone stopped and looked at me. “What if we don’t show everyone what we’re going to wear for later?” I suggested. Excitement filled the air as everyone started to grin from side to side, nodding their heads to that idea. All of us scurried to an empty room and started pepping ourselves up. The dress that Wook chose for me was a simple yet elegant black dress. It wrapped perfectly around my body. I twirled in front of the mirror and looked my self. Damn, I looked hot in it. I decided to put on some bb cream, eyeliner, mascara, a little bit of blush and some red lipstick. My hair was wavy already so I decided to just let it down and do some magic with it.
Wook also prepared a diamond necklace for me and a pair of black stilettoes. I wore the necklace and the pair of stilettoes. I popped my head out of the door and yelled, “Are you guys ready?” The boys replied immediately. “Yes!” “[Y/N] can you help me with my necktie?!” Laughing at their silliness, I yelled once again, “Let’s come out in the count of 3!” All of us started counting down, “3. . . 2… 1!” Coming out from our rooms, we were all stunned by our outfits. “Woah. . you guys look so good!” I said as I looked at them. The boys were wearing suits and they fixed their hairs. They looked so freaking good.
“[Y/N] can you help me with my necktie?” Hyungwon came up to me with his eyes fixed on his necktie. “Sure, sure.” I said, grabbing the tie from his hand. Looking up from his necktie, our eyes met and his eyes widened. I saw his adam’s apple go up and down. His lips quivered, “Y-you look so hot.” He whispered, loud enough for the two of us to hear. I could feel my cheeks heat up from his sudden remark. “Damn, didn’t know you had some booty in you [Y/N].” Wonho teased, earning a smack from Kihyun. “Don’t mind him [Y/N], he’s just jealous!” Minhyuk said, making me laugh.
“We’ll wait for you guys at the car, [Y/N].” Shownu said, gesturing everyone that they’ll go. “Okay.” I nodded and saw Jooheon and Minhyuk giving some aegyos while I.M facepalmed himself and pushed the older men to the door. Silence filled the air once the guys left. My heart started to beat really fast. I decided to do Hyungwon’s neck tie. I made mistakes here and there as I felt Hyungwon’s stare but I was able to tie it properly .“I-is something on my face?” I awkwardly asked right after I finished tying his necktie.
He shook his head and said, “Your lipstick.” I unconsciously puckered my lips. “Is the color not nice? Should I change it?” I was about to go to my room to look for another color but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him. Butterflies took over my oh-so-calm stomach. My heart starts beating really loud, scaring the daylights out of me. “It looks really good on you.” He stared right at me, probably looking at my soul.
Unable to look away from his stare, we looked at each other for quite some time. “A-are you sure?” Stuttering, he chuckled and said, “If it didn’t look good on you, would I even do this?” Before I could ask him, he crashed his lips on to mine. His thick, luscious, plump lips. Rather than pulling away, I kissed him back. He pulled me closer to him as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
I then pulled away, realizing that my lipstick was probably all over his lips. “Hyungwon, y-your lips.” Panicking that the guys would see my lipstick stains on his lips, I grabbed some wet wipes and was about to wipe the lipstick stains off from his lips when he just laughed. “You should look at yourself, [Y/N].” His laugh was genuine. I looked at the mirror and saw that I looked like a clown after kissing him. Little did I know that I was turning red as a tomato.
“You’re so cute, [Y/N].” Hyungwon grabbed the wet wipes from my hand and made me face him. He gently wiped my lipstick off. His touch was so warm, making the butterflies on my stomach go wild. I couldn’t take my eyes of him. “You do know that staring is rude.” The old Hyungwon is back. I rolled my eyes and said, “Yeah, yeah. Says the one who kissed me out of the blue.” He looked at me and said, “Well, it’s your fault that I couldn’t resist kissing your luscious lips.” I grabbed the wet wipes from him and wiped the lipstick stains on his lips. I could still feel the warmth of his lips on mine, making me feel warm.
“Why would it be my fault? It’s your fault that you couldn’t control your hormones!” I talked back, and saw how serious he looked right now. Wiping the last lipstick stain on his lips, I grabbed the red lipstick from my clutch and applied it on my lips. “Why? Is it my fault for falling in love with you?” I froze on my spot and looked at him. He was really serious, his eyes were staring at me once again. “Is it also my fault for falling in love with you too?” I returned the question back at him, unable to hide my feelings for him. Everyone knew that I had feelings for him except him, of course.
Hyungwon laughed and said, “I guess it’s both our fault for falling in love with each other then.” I smiled and nodded. “You know, ever since we met I knew that something clicked between us. And I can’t even believe that I’m saying this to you right now.” He continued, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. “Well, you’re not the only one who felt that way,” I paused and realized that everyone was waiting for us. “Let’s get going, everyone’s waiting for us.” I was about to leave when he grabbed me by my wrist. He pulled me and placed a kiss on my lips. It was quick but I was still able to feel his lips. “I love you.” Hyungwon said, staring at my eyes lovingly. I softened and said, “I love you too.”
“Finally! Now let’s go, you lovebirds!” Jooheon exclaimed, making us turn around to look at him. We both laughed and left the place. Once we arrived at the van, everyone was smirking at us. Hyungwon and I just laughed it off and sat beside each other. During the ride, Hyungwon slipped his hand onto mine and whispered, “You look hot with that red lipstick of yours, by the way.”
So Yuzhi has left SM. I’m sad he left but from the recent video he posted he looks like he’s enjoying himself. I wish him the best and hope to see him on stage, I’ll continue to love and support my precious dork. As i said with Kaicheng, all of Yuzhi’s post will remain on this blog if anyone wants to go through them. And i thought about this for a while but do you mind if i continue to post about kaicheng and yuzhi on here? at least once in a while…