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    What it says on the tin. ;)

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    “Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.”

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    After the horror of Naboo, Obi-Wan has flipped from Padawan to having a Padawan in a matter of hours and he's not sure how much longer he can pretend like he's okay. Thankfully, this one spunkyyoungling who keeps popping up in the corners of his life seems to know what to do.

    (or: baby!Soka unknowingly helps new Knight!Kenobi figure things out and braids his hair along the way)

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    10 May 2021

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    The Force. Did you just...how did you do that?”

    “I sent you happiness,” she said, like this was something you could just send in the post for Life Day or another special occasion.

    Obi-Wan didn’t have a reply for that. This little Togruta– Ahsoka –had single-handedly just...well, he didn’t even know what she’d done. Her presence in the Force was small and it was evident that the pin pricks of peace had been the limits of her abilities, but even so–it had been enough. Exactly what he needed.

    “How did you learn to do that?” he asked incredulously.

    This time, she did roll her eyes. “I already told you, Master Kenobi. I’m six.”

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    She pulled her head away from his side and looked up at him. “I’m not...I can’t be good like the others.”

    “I don’t believe that. There’s good in everyone.”

    “Some,” she agreed. “But not enough. I...I talk too much.”

    And he was reminded. Of a speckly git with long legs and big ears that couldn’t quite keep his mouth shut in the front of his Force Theory class. Couldn’t quite stop himself from correcting Master Chira when she misquoted the legendary Likon Sii.

    “I don’t believe there’s such a thing as talking too much,” he said. “There are appropriate times and inappropriate times, but never too much . You’re passionate and learning new things everyday. You should talk about those things.”

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    Hanging below the Cloud City, in shock and pain, abandoned by friends dead and alive alike, Luke Skywalker knew better than to ask for help for the third time. He begged for understanding instead.

    The Force heard.

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    27 Apr 2021

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    “My father… Everyone always said that I'm just like my father," he bowed his head, eyes on the mechanical hand, cold and alien. "Perhaps they were right."

    "Would that be such a bad thing?"

    He laughed, sharp and sudden. “Of course it is," he said, lips twisted. Oh, how far away from home he was, that anyone would question such a fundamental truth… "He's- There's no way to properly describe the terror he inspired. The terror he was."

    There was a long silence, the Chancellor's eyes resting heavily on Lukka's bowed shoulders.

    "People are rarely only one thing or another," he finally said, mild and unafraid of the horrors Lukka was dragging into his office. "Very rarely. Take a look at me, Lukka. For all my dedication and many stellar qualities, I am aware that I can be somewhat- domineering. We all have a darker side, my friend."

    Lukka shook his head, eyes closing. What to say, how to explain without revealing too much? “Your Excellency…"

    "You must stop running away from that darkness, Lukka, you must accept it. Only then will you fully know yourself. Only then will you be complete."

    He shook his head again.

    "We all have darkness inside us," Chancellor Palpatine murmured gently. "All humans, everywhere. To try and purge yourself of it is to deny your humanity, Lukka."

    "No. I cannot…"

    "You can, my friend. You are brave enough."

    "Your Excellency…"

    "What else have you inherited from your father? Other than the darkness you fear?"

    "I don't-"

    "Do you have his eyes? His height? His immovable will? Think, my friend. What else has he gifted you with?"

    He took a trembling breath, swallowed with difficulty.

    "My- my piloting skills," he whispered. He licked his lips, tried to think. "My reflexes, my repairing skills, my Force ability, my- My recklessness. My anger."

    "That's your teachers speaking, not you. What else?"

    "I don't know, I… We were raised on the same planet. We share- we must have shared similar values, once upon a time," he shrugged.

    "A shared heritage and a shared power," the Chancellor mused gently, lightly. "That does not seem like such a bad legacy to me, Lukka."

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    “Can you live with yourself if you walk away from that child?” Fett demanded. “If you chose to leave him to his fate? What kind of Mandalorian are you to break your code and leave your foundling to them?” 

    What kind of Mandalorian are you?

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    In the belly of Slave I, there are words Din needs to hear.

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    26 Feb 2021

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    Fett shifted his weight back onto his heels, head tilting to the side for a moment. “And what do you have left?” he asked.

    His fists clenched tighter. He turned his head to the side and down, gaze finding the little gearshift handle where it sat, motionless, on the floor. “Nothing,” he spit. “I have nothing.”

    “You have your armor,” Fett said. “You have your wits. And you have us. The Empire shattered Mandalore, but it took a godly amount of ordinance to overtake the Mandalorians. This is one man with one cruiser. One who stole a Mandalorian’s child.”

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    “You’re so important to me,” Shiro says. He looks at Keith, as if waiting for the response.

    “Yeah,” Keith says. “You’re important to me, too, Shiro.”

    “Yeah?” Shiro whispers, and Keith can’t place the tone, or the reason why he should look so relieved following Keith’s statement.

    “Of course,” Keith tells him.

     
    Or: The one where Shiro and Keith start dating, but Keith doesn't know that.
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    17 Feb 2021

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    I don’t… know what I’d do if I lost you,” Shiro says, voice sounding a bit hedged, like he’s working his way up to something. Keith blinks slowly at him and squeezes his hand.

    “You never will,” he tells him, and means it. Not if he can help it, at least. Yes, he was willing to do what it took to save the Earth— the others were willing to do the same. But that’s different. Nothing in the universe, not even the universe itself, will hurt Shiro again. Not while Keith has something to say about it.

    “Ha,” Shiro breathes, blinking a few times. “I’ll hold you to that, you know.”

    “You have to promise, too,” Keith tells him.

    Shiro’s smile quirks up, like he almost wants to make a joke. Keith knows the joke that must occur to him— even if I did, you’d come find me. But he doesn’t say it, and Keith’s grateful for that because it still feels fragile, raw and unspoken between them. He’s had to save Shiro so many times. He’ll save him as many times as it takes, but that doesn’t mean that Keith doesn’t wish for Shiro’s safety every single moment.

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    Dying turned out to be far less exciting than he had previously imagined.

    You see, in fiction it’s always portrayed as this big thing, but in reality it was just a moment. It was like crossing the street and in less than a minute you were on the other side. Only you had no way back.

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    You see, in fiction it’s always portrayed as this big thing, but in reality it was just a moment. It was like crossing the street and in less than a minute you were on the other side. Only you had no way back.

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