#i was winging it

[lilianashomaresparza]

As Long As There Is Light, Hope Survives

~Obi-Wan Kenobi Fic~

A.N: This is my first fic and I’m not the best writer. Feedback is always appreciated! Hopefully, the people like this because it was fun to write this first chapter. Lots of thoughts and ideas when the show first came out. Decided to finally bring them to life! much love, author ✍🏽

Chapter 1: A Dreadful Night on Coruscant

“Fear leads to Anger, Anger leads to Hate, Hate leads to Suffering.” Those were the words that echoed in her mind. Dianne Lumin, a Jedi Padawan, was startled awake by the sound of blaster fire in the Jedi Temple. Reaching for her lightsaber, she was unsure of what was happening. All she knew was that she had to check what was causing blaster fire to sound in the Temple. Unsure of what she would find, she opened her quarter’s door and slowly peered out, taking a deep breath. Clutching her one savior, what she saw sent her stumbling back.

Had what she seen been real? Clones… hundreds of clones… in the temple? Not just in the temple, no. They were destroying it. They were executing… no… they were executing all the Jedi. Her friends, her family, the only life she had ever known. Dianne, coming to her senses and remembering her training, slowly crept back to the still-open door and slowly made her way out into the ensuing chaos. She knew that she had to get out for it was her only chance of surviving this… this genocide.

Slowly she made her way down the giant hall of the temple. Aware of the destruction and carnage in front of her, Di made sure to keep her eyes firmly forward and most importantly… vigilant. Over the temple’s intercom, she heard the same one and ever repeating order. “Execute Order 66.” blasted throughout these once great halls. Unsure of what the order was, but not wanting to stay and find out, Dianne made her way to the main entrance of the temple. She knew this was a risky move, with all the clones being around, but she didn’t really have many options. As she made her approach, a group of clones who were stationed at the entrance saw her and aimed their blasters at her. The Coruscant Guard, the men whom she had grown to know and befriend, were now her opposite. She could only guess they were there to make sure no Jedi tried to escape. The years of training kicked in, finally, and she deflected many of the blaster shots being fired in her direction. Getting hit a couple times, she eventually bested them, deflecting most of the shots back to them. One by one, they fell. One by one, she lost a part of herself. She was a Padawan after all, she still had so much to learn. So much to do. She knew she couldn’t die here, she wouldn’t. So, she ran. Dianne Lumin, Jedi Padawan, ran from what was once her sanctuary. Her safe place, a place where she was among her kind. Quickly thinking where she could go to, where was safe, a place entered her mind. Not once did she stop or falter. In that moment. she knew that if she gave herself even a second to process and think about what she had just witnessed, it would be her undoing.

Standing on her balcony, Padmé overlooked the city, but her focus wasn’t on the many speeders, or people, not even the protocol droid her husband built many moons ago when he was only nine years old. Her focus, instead, was on the smoke billowing out from the Jedi Temple. As the tears formed in her eyes, she cried not knowing how something like this could have happened. Better yet, why it was happening. Upon hearing the entrance to her apartment open and then quickly close, her unwavering gaze finally broke and she checked to see who it was at this hour. When she saw Dianne standing there, almost shaking, she ran to her and hugged her tightly. Her bump allowed for some space, but not much. “Oh, thank the Maker, Dianne! You’re okay, I-,” the Padawan could sense the fear and confusion in her friends voice.

“Padmé, I’m alright. I- I don’t know what happened. The clones, they…” Padmé’s friend blinked tears from her eyes. “They turned on the Jedi. Something about an Order 66. I honestly don’t know what happened.”

Finally allowing herself a moment to breathe and process everything, Dianne walked over to the balcony Padmé stood at not to long ago. Overlooking the same sight, she thought about what she had seen, what she had done, what had happened. Padmé made her way over and just stood next to her. For what felt like forever, they just watched in horror.

After a few minutes, Padmé turned to her friend, “You’re hurt, Dianne. Let me help you… please.” Dianne, without looking away from the fire, nodded slowly. So much fear and so much fire had slowly started seizing her heart and thoughts. She wanted so bad to understand.

“The voice was Palpatine’s. It was on his order…” her voice almost a whisper, “He ordered us dead.” Padmé called for her medical droid and Dianne, albeit begrudgingly, sat while the droid sprayed bacta on the wounds inflicted in her escape.

~~

An hour passes before the sound of a speeder is heard. Dianne shoots up, and as quickly as her tired body would allow, she hid behind a half-wall. Intently listening to the conversation that was being held on the small landing platform.

“I came to see if you and the baby were alright,” that voice… she had heard it many times before. Anakin Skywalker. Dianne sat there wondering why he was there. Why was he worried about the child Padmé was carrying… unless. No, it couldn’t be true. Attachment was against the Jedi Code. Love was against the Jedi Code. Anakin Skywalker, her friend, her mentor… had a child? With Padmé? She was always secretive about who the father was, never wanting to give a name or details. It all made sense now, however, as to why she was so private with that information.

So many emotions. So many thoughts. All running ramped in her head. Questions she believed would never be answered. “They’re sending me to the Mustafar system…” Dianne couldn’t breathe. She was only sixteen years old, she shouldn’t have to process all of this grief, trauma, loss, and information. She couldn’t handle it… but she did. After a few more minutes of talking, Anakin left the way he came. Waiting a few moments more, Dianne emerged from her hiding spot. Grateful Padmé had not told Anakin about her. In truth, Dianne wasn’t on the forefront of her mind when her husband arrived. Padmé stood on the balcony and wept, more confused than ever before. Running to her friend, Dianne wrapped her arms around her.

“Hey, it’s alright. He’s going to be alright. However, in all honesty, she didn’t know if that was the truth. She didn’t know if everything was alright. If Anakin was going to be alright. If anything would ever be alright again…

[miseria-fortes-viros]

yoooo guys these wings my dad made look INSANE i can’t wait to try them tomorrow

[barblaz-arts]

look me in the eye and tell me Charlie wouldn't do this

[the-dragon-girl-27]

It is the middle of a Sunday afternoon. You have nothing on, and aren't expecting visitors, deliveries or post.

Unexpectedly, there is a knock at the door.

you are greeted by...... her

[seaquestions]

🔪 so grab a plate, have a taste, 这口味让我陶醉! i'm still preying on a butcher's vein—

[ID: a piece of dungeon meshi fanart. on the left are five panels showing a closeup of a character's eye with the hourglass-shaped pupil of the demon: from top to bottom they are the winged lion, mithrun, thistle, marcille & laios. the background, extending to the right, is abstract veins, intestines, feathers & checkerboards. text above, lyrics from butcher vanity - flavor foley, reads:

"The slaughter's mine Oh, blood and viscera divine Preserved and primed Each muscle divvied up to dine And in the high, 我存在 Tasting 血淋淋的爱 I'll devour all of you in time" End ID.]

[figofswords]

Dungeon food. Ahhhh, dungeon food!

[chickenhoops]

Currently obsessed with this gay pigeon couple up for adoption and I think tumblr will be obsessed with them too.

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

Hate hate hate how when I get angry there is a physical reaction but it's not glowing eyes or growing claws or something it's crying. This feels unfair.

[yourangle-yuordevil]

That time in ancient Greece when Aziraphale needed a speedy horse and accidentally invented the pegasus

VS.

Whatever Crowley had going on in medieval times

[linktoo-doodles]

bird of prey

[heartnosekid]

african peach moth (egybolis vaillantina) | source

[darcyolsson]

ive developed a new studying technique called not doing it

[lazylittledragon]

if i had a nickel for every au spawned from twitter that i SWORE i was going to be normal about

[lectorel]

Got permanently banned from a subreddit for saying law enforcement shooting someone dead in the street was still a bad thing even when the victim was a violent right-wing fanatic.

Gotta say, I did not expect that to be such a controversial statement. So repeating it here: law enforcement shouldn't kill people. Even violent assholes have a right to be taken in alive, and it's a failure of practice and policy when someone is killed in the process of an arrest.

[jinaxxo]

the dunmeshi party if i were to be the lord of the dungeon.. just a glimpse into my dark reality..

[madderruz]

Chimera falin cosplay WIP - all the front pieces are basically done :] some slight tweaks and additions and the back will be all that's left!

Edit: If anyone would like to see this in person, I will be competing at the cosplay World Crown at Anime Midwest on Friday! (Maybe Saturday too if I'm picked as a finalist.) Please come see!!