#the one escaped tatooine first. the one u always loved. hes gone

[stealingpotatoes]

luke and biggs… thoughts?

many thoughts + it means luke has a type

[dameronology]

obi-wan kenobi relationship alphabet

as requested by the lovely @read-and-rec - i hope u enjoy!!

a - actions. what sort of things do they do to show they love their s.o?

for obi-wan, it would be in his every day actions. he's not all that big on grand gestures - can't be drawing attention to a relationship he's not supposed to be in after all - so it's reflected in the actions that show how well he knows you. like, he always flips the pillow before you come to bed so that it's cold, and when you have a particularly early start, he'll get up 20 minutes before you to make you breakfast

b - beginnings. how did the relationship begin? how has it changed?

i don't think obi would get into a relationship in the casual way -- he'd probably have to be in love with his best friend (that's u, ofc) and it would take a life threatening event for him to finally confess his love. not a lot would change, bc you're still best friends, but obviously there's the added closeness and love.

c - comfortable. how comfy are they with each other? peeing with the door open close, or would they rather keep the mystery?

he'd let you determine that. but also bc most of your time together is spent within your quarters, due to the natures of your job and the risk of people seeing, you're within close proximity a lot of the time so you're bound to be pretty comfortable around each other. you wanna burst into the refresher when he's in the shower cos you you had twice as much coffee as ur bladder can hold? he's not gonna stop you

d - dates. do they consider dates to be important? what kind do they prefer?

his favourite kind of dates are the ones where he gets to be close to you - whether that's wandering round the temple gardens after dark, or curling up in bed and watching a movie. if you ever get the chance to catch a break and escape to a far, far away planet, he'd definitely be up for something more grand.

e - engagement. how would they propose? who would even pop the question?

i don't think he would propose - more on that later - but if he did, it would be low key. even though there's like 0% chance of you rejecting him, he wouldn't want to put that pressure on you by making a big, public ordeal of the occasion

f - fundamental. for them, what is the most fundamental part of a relationship?

support & commitment. for obi-wan, he needs someone who's gonna be there for him through thick and thin; someone who will listen to him when he needs to vent and someone who will lay with him in bed when everything gets too much. he also needs someone who is committed and in it for the long run, bc he's lost so many people and can't face to see another go (especially by choice). of course, you get both things in return from him.

g - gratitude. how do they show their appreciation for you?

he just says it how it is. ten times a day really, but especially before bed - "have i ever told you how much i love and appreciate you?"

h - home. a random domestic headcanon.

he's terrible to share a bed with. you'll fall asleep on your respective sides of the bed, hands interlinked, and then get woken up two hours later by him spreading out on the whole mattress like patrick the goddamn star fish, forcing you onto the floor

i - infinite. do they believe their love is endless, or is there something that could break it?

obi-wan is both. if you turned to the dark side, or betrayed him or his cause, he could never forgive you, and the relationship would most certainly be over. it doesn't mean he'd stop loving you though - he couldn't ever do that. not even if he tried his hardest. so, his love is infinite but there are things that could make him turn away from you.

j - jokes. who's the funny one?

if you like dry humour, he's definitely the funny one, but with practical jokes and puns, that would be you.

k - kiss. how do they kiss? favourite type?

every morning before he goes to work, obi-wan will pull you towards him and give you a deep, breath-taking kiss; with one hand on your back and one on your neck, it'll be on your mind for the rest of the day. that's his favourite type of kiss.

l - longing. who's the clingy one? how are they with long distance?

neither of you, but also obi-wan sometimes. obi-wan becomes a thousand times clingier when he has nothing to do; if he's between missions and meetings, he'll stick to your side like a golden retriever. it's cute at first, but then when you can't even sit down for twenty minutes to do paperwork without him wrapping himself around you? that's when you drop the council a message and beg them to do something with him. anything.

m - marriage. do they wanna get married?

initially, obi-wan isn't all that bothered by marriage. he doesn't need a ceremony or a wedding to prove either person's commitment - and he just kind of assumes that all those vows and promises are a given, regardless of whether you have a legal document to hold you to your word.

but, if you're still together after order 66, when he's on tatooine? he'd never be opposed to it. if it's important to you, he'll respect that.

n - nicknames. what ones do they like?

he likes when you call him obi, and for you, it's either my darling or my love

o - over the top. are they ever ott? or are they more low-key?

maybe in battle, but obi-wan generally relies on subtle & low-key gestures rather than massive displays of affection.

p - picture. what's their favourite picture of them and their s.o?

there's a selfie you took on your second or third date (idk if selfies exist in the star wars universe but...we move). he has his arm around you, and you're pressing a kiss to his cheek. it's so simple, but it means everything to him.

q - quintessential. what is one they would refuse to compromise in their relationship? what's a deal-breaker for them?

again - the dark side. even if he breaks the code to be with you, obi-wan is going to a dedicated jedi til the day he dies and it's something he holds in a regard as high as his love for you. so, he could never, ever be with someone who ever went against what he believed in, or someone susceptible to slipping.

but if he did see the person he loved turning to the dark-side? he'd do everything in his fucking power to stop it. he'd lose sleep and risk his life to help you, but once you're gone, that's it. if he couldn't save you before, he knows there'd be no chance once you'd turned.

t - tattoo. would they ever get matching tattoos with their s.o, or a tattoo for them?

probably not a tattoo, but i don't think he'd be opposed to subtly engraving your initials on his lightsaber

u - understanding. how understanding are they? or are they a little difficult?

understanding KING. it doesn't matter what the issue is, he's gonna be there to listen and make you feel valid. even if you do something that irks him a little bit, he'd still have all the patience in the world.

v - vases. do they buy flowers?

all. the. time. sometimes for special occasions, sometimes just because

w - wandering. do they wanna travel? or immediately settle down?

before order 66, obi would love travelling with you, provided you both work in a similar field and he can make it look conspicuous. if it's after, he's not entirely enthusiastic about planet hopping when darth goddamn vader has it out for him, but he would absolutely love to settle down.

x - ex. how many exes do they have? any horror stories?

one word: satine.

y - you. favourite thing about their partner?

just...everything. he could never choose a favourite thing. he could say your eyes, and the way you sparkle when you laugh, but then he'd feel bad for forgetting your butt, and the little dimples in your hips, and the way your brow creases when your confused. see what i mean?

z - zeal. how excitable are they? who's the calm one?

he's definitely the calm one. he can be very enthusiastic in battle, but in other aspects of life, he has the chilled out aura of someone who has consumed a pound of the devil's lettuce

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onlyanidala fic archive

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Title: edges of the world Author: glompcat Status: WIP/Unupdated Rating: T Summary:  Leia Organa finds herself stuck in a strange alternate/parallel universe where the Empire never came to exist. Meanwhile, trying to navigate a galaxy ruled by the Sith weren’t exactly the Jedi Trials Leia Skywalker had expected. Or: Leia from a universe where Anakin never fell and canon Leia switch places. Now the two of them - and everyone else around them - have to deal with the consequences of their dimensional swap.

Title: eros turannos Author: emerald-leaves Status: complete Rating: R Summary:  Love the Tyrant. Oderint dum metuant- Let them hate as long as they fear. AU set in time around the Clone Wars. Note: This fic has unfortunately been removed from Fanfiction.net. However, a PDF is available upon request. 

Title: the exchange Author: misslearn Status: WIP Rating: T Summary: The Daughter has a bad day and it irrevocably changes the fate of the galaxy, twice over. Or: ROTS Obi-Wan and Anakin are swapped with their younger, TPM, selves. It changes things, in both parallels.

Title: five weddings and a funeral Author: skywalkersamidala Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  Padmé's feeling gloomy about her perpetual singleness, but everything changes when she meets an attractive stranger at her sister's wedding.

Title: flat tire Author: skywalkersamidala Status: complete Rating: G Summary: Who knew something as simple as getting a flat tire could change the entire course of your life?

Title: for a moment Author: shelivesfree Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  And, just for a moment, all the worries and concerns that troubled the young couple cease to exist. Fade away to just this. Husband and wife. Asleep. Dreaming of the sweet little life they will soon bring into the world and into their hearts.

Title: for a sith to love a jedi Author: silverdaye Status: WIP Rating: R Summary:  Jedi Knight Padmé Amidala, the Heroine with No Fear, has crash landed on a moon after a starship fight with Darth Vader. Now the two enemies are stuck on a strange moon with strange rocks that prevents them from accessing the Force. They form an uneasy truce to leave the other alone. Yet after Vader sees Amidala bathing, she keeps coming back to him and he can't keep his mind off of her.

Title: for you, i’ll risk it all Author: estrangedlestrange Status: complete Rating: G Summary:  Darth Vader was certain he had killed Padmé Amidala on Mustafar, but when a rebel broadcast reveals she is alive, he will stop at nothing to free her from what he assumes is captivity. Former Senator Padmé Amidala was certain her husband had been killed on Mustafar, but after seeing Vader across the room during a mission, she is sure that she had been lied to. Knowing the truth, she seeks out her husband, either to bring him back to the light or kill him, which ever was necessary.

Title: friendly competition Author: skywalkersamidala Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  Playing Quidditch is awfully difficult when you’re in love with the rival Seeker. Snapshots of Anakin and Padmé’s 7 years at Hogwarts.

Title: fruits of malice Author: therealthing Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  In an alternate universe, Anakin Skywalker was taken from his mother at the age of four. He was raised as Darth Vader in a loveless, brutal environment. His life takes an interesting turn when he has an encounter with a certain senator from Naboo.

Title: future imperfect Author: therealthing Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  A time travel story in which Anakin Skywalker is sent to the future to witness the consequences of his actions.

Title: fundamental force carriers Author: tanarill Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  The Sith Lord Darth Vader lived his life. He probably didn't live it well, but he lived it as well as he knew how. At the end there, he'd even managed to woman up and kill Sidious. But he was dying, and at peace with the past. The past wasn't at peace with him.

Title: getting home to you Author: irnan Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  Anakin always said it was Padme's fault, but he was the one who spotted that broom closet. Fluff.

Title: the girl from harvard Author: shelivesfree Status: complete Rating: M Summary:  Absence makes the heart grow fonder. It also makes it grow more paranoid. Padme is in her last year of Harvard. Anakin has just started at the University of Chicago. Though they won't admit it, their long-distance relationship is taking it's heavy toll. Will their love prevail or will the distance prove too much for both of them?

Title: give me a signal Author: stranestelle Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  When Padmé Amidala is unable to contact Coruscant while negotiating a loan on Scipio, the Senate suspects trouble, and sends Anakin Skywalker to go check on her. Of course, the resourceful senator isn’t really in any trouble – don't flatter yourself, Rush Clovis – but there’s definitely some brewing.

Title: hand in my hand and we promise to never let go Author: gemma Status: complete Rating: M Summary:  Anakin Skywalker was sent to build an elite Jedi team to help end the ten-year Clone Wars. Jedi Knight Naberrie trains hard to be selected and grows closer to the Jedi Master in the process. But with Jedi falling every day in battle, is it safe to follow your heart? Or will war take what's most precious to Padme?

Title: the hardest path Author:  catiiasofia & misschrisdaae Status: complete Rating: G Summary:  Padmé does what she has to for her family. Series: Three Paths Not Followed

Title: heart of a sith Author: therealthing Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  Fourteen years have passed since the inception of the Empire. Darth Vader has been asked to go to Alderaan for an unusual reason, one that Vader soon discovers will change his life forever.

Title: heirs of light and darkness Author: skywalkersamidala Status: complete Rating: R Summary:  After escaping the Jedi purge two years ago made him the most wanted fugitive in the galaxy, Anakin Skywalker has at last been captured by the Empire. He expects to be killed, but Lady Padmé Amidala, the imperial heir, has other ideas.

Title: heretic pride Author: fialleril Status: WIP/Unupdated Rating: G Summary:  Like most Republic citizens, the Naberries have never spent much time thinking about the Jedi. But that changes with the birth of their daughter Ilaré. (Or, the AU where the third Naberrie daughter is a Jedi, Padmé offers Naboo as a sanctuary for runaway slaves, Shmi is a conductor on the Tatooine freedom trail, and Anakin jump starts a reformation. Or maybe a heresy. It all depends on your point of view.)

Title: hidden Author: disco shop girl Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  Anakin is woken from his dream before it can warn him of his fate. Without that fear hanging over him he feels a disturbance in the force, and chooses to leave before it can manifest itself.

Title:  high above the clouds, my love for you is eternal Author: rogue darth skywalker Status: WIP/Unupdated Rating: M Summary:  Modern Aviation AU. Anakin is a pilot, Padme is a flight attendant. When they meet for the first time he is captivated by her. But much to his surprise she has a young son. This is a story about how bonds are broken, how families are made, and how sacrifice is sometimes necessary to get people where they are meant to be.

Title: hold me in your arms and i’m home Author: gemma Status: complete Rating: M Summary:  It's the ten year reunion for students from Coruscant high and more importantly, a long awaited reunion for two former lovers.

Title: home Author: skywalkersamidala Status: complete Rating: G Summary:  In which "Darth Vader" is no more than Anakin's playtime alter ego (happy Skywalker family AU)

Title: hypnotic takin’ over me Author: gemma Status: complete Rating: R Summary:  "By the Force… Just how many times had he seen her like this in his dreams? How many times had he run his fingers over her skin? Filled his hands with her perfect backside? Yet, when he was, by some mercy or a cruel joke, granted true sight of her, he was oblivious."

Title: i do take two Author: skywalkersamidala Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  Thirty years after their clandestine wedding on Naboo, Anakin and Padmé decide to finally do the proper wedding ceremony they never got to have, with all their friends and family present.

Title: i know your type Author: shelivesfree Status: complete Rating: M Summary:  "Am I dead?" It slips out, accidentally. She turns her head towards me, a confused look on her face and tips her head. "Excuse me?" Flashing her an impish grin, I lean casually against the wall. "I must have died and gone to heaven, because you look like an angel." The look she gives me is far from impressed. "Do you use that with all the girls, or am I just lucky?"

Title: i wish i could rewrite the stars Author: gemma Status: complete Rating: G Summary:  Suddenly, forever felt like something that could be real. They could make it real, the two of them together and out of nowhere, tears stung at Anakin's eyes. It just meant so much. Padme loving him too was the stuff of his dreams; something he'd only just dared to believe was possible. But she did.

Title: if blood be the price Author: cadesama Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  Anakin promised to free all the slaves and it is a promise he intends to keep. Struck by visions of a slave uprising on Tatooine, he runs away to join the fight. Five years later, it his new alliance of former slave worlds that the Republic fears, rather than a Separatist threat. Enlisted to negotiate a peace treaty, Senator Amidala is dispatched to find Anakin, alongside Obi-Wan Kenobi, who only wishes to bring his former Padawan home.

Title: imperial obligations Author: skywalkersamidala Status: complete Rating: R Summary:  Padmé's advisors suggest that she get rid of Vader and make a politically advantageous marriage. The Empress is less than pleased. One-shot.Series: The Empress and Her Sith Lord.

Title: in his very soul Author:  catiiasofia & misschrisdaae Status: complete Rating: R Summary:  Ten years ago, the effort to liberate Naboo from Trade Federation control failed. Chancellor Palpatine managed to rescue the young Queen Amidala and two of her handmaidens, formally adopting her as his own. The new father and daughter quickly manipulated the Senate into granting him emergency powers and creating the Grand Army of the Republic, letting the Clone Wars begin. Now, assassins are coming for Padmé Palpatine, and her father has entrusted her safety to his mysterious enforcer, Darth Vader. While neither bodyguard nor charge is happy about this arrangement, there is an attraction they cannot ignore.

Title: in search of absolution Author: rogue darth skywalker Status: complete Rating: G Summary:  Padme bit her lip as she placed one last post-it that had the name 'Shmi Skywalker' written on it. She didn't speak. She knew he needed a moment to think - to process what she was silently asking him. 'Are you ready to accept her forgiveness'"She'd want to come to her only son's wedding," She said. He shook his head, "I don't think so. After everything…"

Title: in the past Author: silverdaye Status: WIP Rating: T Summary:  It's been two months after Bespin, and Luke Skywalker is trying to come to terms with the events that happened there. During a dogfight with Darth Vader, both of their fighters crash. When they recover, they both find themselves on Coruscant at the end of the Clone Wars. Vader still aims to claim his son, but Luke has been taken to the Jedi Temple where he meets Anakin Skywalker.

Title: it’s a dangerous love affair Author: gemma Status: complete Rating: M Summary:  Lies, masks, blood and sex. The criminal underworld will swallow you up and spit you out again. One wants revenge and the other wants peace. Can their affair bring the downfall of the two biggest gangs of the underworld?

Title: it’s like deja vu all over again Author: shadowsong26 Status: complete Rating: M Summary:  Three days ago, Padme Amidala closed her eyes for the last time in a sterile white room on an asteroid at the edge of nowhere. Three days ago, she opened them again on a sleek, chrome starship, watching Dorme putting on the finishing touches to Corde's headdress, her own weighted braids a comforting blanket on her back. Padme decides to change things, decides she can save Anakin (and the Galaxy) this time. Except, as time passes, she starts to realize things aren't happening exactly the way she remembers...

Title: (it’s not so bad) being dead like me Author: estrangedlestrange Status: complete Rating: T Summary:  Recently deceased Anakin Skywalker (killed in an taco truck explosion) finds himself not in the after life but recruited as the newest member of the undead, he’s become a grim reaper. He’s told that it’s his destiny but really he thinks it’s just rotten luck. Rotten except for the fact that one of his fellow reapers is Padmé Amidala, the most beautiful woman Anakin’s has seen, dead or alive. As he struggles to come to grips with his death and his new role in the universe, Anakin finds that taking souls isn’t the easiest job out there, he also finds himself falling in love. One-shot.

[rexsjaigeyes]

congrats on the milestone🎉🎉🎉 I woke up feeling angsty so.... 18 with Boba if u want!👉👈💞💞

Thank you! I know this is really late, but hopefully you still want that angst!

Prompt #18 by @starrynightdeancas: “I don’t trust you anymore.”

Boba Fett x gender neutral reader

Words: 1.3k (I am so sorry lmao it was supposed to be a drabble)

Warnings: so much angst, semi-unhappy ending

A/N: Think of this as an alternate version of Rekindle. Not necessary to read it before reading this, but def has a similar plot so it might sound familiar to some.

You couldn’t believe your eyes. You should have known that the whispers of his name within Tatooine wouldn’t have been for nothing, but you were not prepared to come face-to-face with Boba Fett. To others, he was purely a fearsome bounty hunter and now practically royalty. But to you, he was a ghost from your past — your thought-to-be-dead lover and a former partner whom you trusted with your life.

You knew it was selfish to think about the meaning behind him keeping such a secret from you, but you couldn’t help but wonder what you had done to wrong him so much that he never told you he was alive. Was your whole relationship a lie? The relationship on which you had built years of trust suddenly vanished as soon as you set your eyes on his freshly-painted armor. Bile rose to your throat as you locked eyes with the green helmet across the throne room.

You felt like you were frozen in place, your feet staying rooted to your spot in the corner of the crowded room. He held your gaze for far too long, and every second that passed made you feel smaller and smaller under his unwavering gaze. A woman approached you, and you wouldn’t have even noticed her if she hadn’t stopped right in front of your line of sight. You almost jumped back, so unaware of your surroundings that you hadn’t even heard the woman sneak up on you.

She regarded you with a stoic expression, only sparing a quick inquisitive glance over your body before nodding over her shoulder and demanding, “Follow me.”

You knew she was taking you to Boba, and as much as it scared you to finally confront him, you felt more intimidated by the woman in front of you, so you wordlessly did as she said. She weaved through the crowd, expecting you to be a few steps behind her without sparing a glance over her shoulder to check. If you weren’t shaking from nerves, you would have been in awe of the intricate palace as she led you down a hallway to a small room isolated from the noise of the throne room.

She told you to wait there, but you felt like jumping out a window if it meant you could escape this poorly-planned attempt to gain closure from your old lover. It was too late for you to berate yourself any further because the door slid open, and you inhaled sharply as Boba entered the room. And just like that, you already felt your resolve slipping. He looked as large and imposing as ever, but you knew that beneath all the armor, there must have been at least some of the man you grew to love all those years ago.

He approached you slowly before carefully lifting a hand to your cheek. You didn’t mean to wrench your head away, but your body moved of its own accord, and you were shocked to feel wetness on your cheeks as you looked away from him. He didn’t move or say a word, and you knew he’d stay like that forever if you didn’t make the first move. So with angry tears streaming down your face, you said what had been on your mind since the moment you heard he was alive.

“Why didn’t you tell me, Boba?”

His silence felt deafening, and it only made you angrier. You looked up from the ground, once again locking eyes on that damn helmet that you hated at this moment. He didn’t even have the decency to show you his face — the face you had memorized and longed to see again. It seemed like everything he had once trusted you with was now gone, and it hurt far too much to see how distant he was with you. Despising the silence, you decided to take advantage of it and let the bubble of emotions within your chest finally burst.

“I thought you were dead,” you spat with narrowed eyes. You wished you could gauge his emotions, but it was always so hard with the helmet on. He stood still while you continued, “I mourned you, Boba. Do you understand that I thought you were gone this whole time? For 5 years...”

He still remained silent, and your eyes searched his visor for any sign that he even acknowledged the weight of what you said. Scoffing, you decided this was a waste of time if he didn’t even want to answer you. You made a move for the door, but he stopped you with a hand wrapped around your wrist.

“Wait,” he said softly, and you almost cried again just from hearing that voice that you hadn’t heard in so long. “Let me explain.”

You turned, desperately trying not to lean back into his embrace once his hand left your wrist. A beat of silence passed, and you felt your patience wear thin. Boba stuttered as he tried to explain himself — something you hadn’t expected from someone like him. But as he tripped over his words, you deciphered what he was ultimately trying to say.

He never found you because he had other things he had to take care of. You understood what he was trying to say, and you empathized with everything he had gone through on his own. But it hurt that he thought he couldn’t reach out to you for help. And the worst part was that you were all alone for the past 5 years, when you could have been with the most important person in your life instead.

“I could have helped you,” you whispered, feeling more tears well in your eyes. “You didn’t have to go through that alone. And you have no idea what I went through on my own too, Boba. I had no one else but you.”

But he already knew that last bit. That’s what stung the most. He knew everything about your past and that you were all alone in such a large galaxy. You had all but pledged your allegiance to him so many years ago, promising to stay by his side no matter what. And you thought he meant it when he promised the same thing too, albeit a bit begrudgingly. Was it all just a lie?

You could have sworn you heard a soft whisper of an apology before Boba reached out for you again. You let him hold your face this time, but you couldn’t bear to look at him while your tears stained your cheeks.

“I’m here now, cyare.” His thumb brushed away one of your tears, but you cringed at the familiar Mando’a nickname he had given you so long ago. “You can join me here, at the palace,” he offered.

You had half a mind to take him up on that offer. But you knew that the hurt you still felt would only fester into more distrust for Boba. You needed time, and you needed to know he wouldn’t leave you again.

“I’m sorry.” You shook your head and pulled away from him, your heart lurching in your throat as you tried to say the words you wish you didn’t have to say. “I don’t know if I can trust you anymore. I– I need time.” You turned your back on him, unable to look at him, even with his face covered by the helmet. “Goodbye, Boba,” you murmured over your shoulder, trying to keep more tears at bay with a shuddering breath.

You weren’t sure how much time you’d need, but you hoped that one day, you’d be able to return to the palace and join Boba’s side. And until that day comes, maybe you could finally learn to live on your own, without relying on a ghost from your past.

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[fanfic-shiz]

Favors- Cassian Andor

Pairing: Cassian Andor/OC

Request: @elenawrit 

“What about Cassian wearing this empire uniform, and after his mission, he comes back on the base, and when he goes to see the reader, she doesn’t have attention, she just sees the uniform and she punch him in the face. And after, she feels so sorry, and he teases her by saying something like “You must give me a magic kiss to treat me.” what do you think about it ?”

Warnings: Just so much fluff. Like is it too much?? I dunno…I’m out of control. 

He had been gone for five days. In my world, it might as well have been a month. It was impossible to say what was more difficult…Cassian being away on a mission without me, or him being here with me. Although that wasn’t exactly true. Everything was better when he was around. He made me feel something I hadn’t felt since I was a child. Hope. Hope that maybe it was possible for good things to still exist, and hope that we still deserved them after everything we had done. It was having to hide the fact that I was ridiculously in love with him that made it hard. I settled on the fact that it was enough that he knew…yet there were days when some lovesick part of me wanted to tell everyone. Our reasons for not telling, though, were too necessary.

It was the first time in weeks that an operation had required us to go our separate ways, him to Tatooine and me to Jedha. Mine turned out to be a complete waste of time. The entire city was crawling with Stormtroopers, so no one would even give me a single word once they realized I was with the rebellion. People were skittish. I couldn’t fault them. But it was annoying all the same.

“You’re wanted in the docking bay.”

I let out a hum of acknowledgement, not taking my eyes away from the projection screen in front of me. “And why am I wanted?” I swiped a finger across the holographic screen, zooming in on Tatooine. Wondering what Cassian and K2 were up to, and hoping they hadn’t gotten themselves into trouble. Not that it would be too difficult on that particular planet.

“There’s a problem with the deflector shield on one of the U-Wings. We thought you might want to take a look?”

A sigh escaped me, finally tearing my eyes away to look at the pilot in front of me. I recognized him, but a name escaped me. All I wanted to do was stand there and stare at the map, and wait for Cassian to get his butt home. But that was time not well spent. And I had a feeling suspicion about my relationship with Captain Andor was growing with each day that passed. I was antsy, restless, and full of excuses for why. None of them good. A distraction, welcomed or not, was a good thing.

“Yes, of course. I’ll be right out.” I sighed, forcing a smile onto my lips.

The pilot nodded his thanks and pivoted on his heel, leaving me alone in the dimly lit control room. I took one last look at the map in front of me, and said a silent prayer that Cassian would be home soon so I could stop pacing a trench into my bedroom floor. I swiped my finger across the projection and it vanished, leaving me with nothing but the same emptiness I felt every time he was gone.

#

I toed off my boots and kicked them away from the door, before slumping down onto my bed, still fully clothed. My body felt exhausted, but my mind was still too much awake. It was always like this whenever he was gone. It was like I couldn’t rest properly until I knew he alright. Until I could see with my own eyes that he was alive and in one piece. And maybe it was also that I was used to him sleeping next to me now. While we were careful to keep our relationship hidden from others, it never prevented Cassian from sneaking into my room each night after everyone else was asleep. That was one of the reasons he hadn’t let me come with him…yet another reason I knew there were some who had their suspicions. We were constantly together, whether or not we were on missions.

I fell back onto the pillows, staring up at the blank ceiling overhead. The desk light was still on in the corner, but I didn’t feel like getting up to flick it off. Instead, I forced my eyes shut and tried not to think of anything. It was easier said than done. I let out a breath through pursed lips and instead tried to do what Cassian had told me always worked for him. Name every star in the galaxy that I could remember. I had laughed when he’d shared this with me. I could still picture the patient smile on his lips perfectly as he had waited or me to stop. Yet I had fallen asleep that night with his fingertips ghosting across my back while he whispered each of their names in my ear, in a soft, lulling voice.

This night, I made it through fifteen before I finally drifted off in a dreamless sleep.

I was groggy when I woke, and it took a minute for the fogginess to clear as I tried to figure out why I was awake. Someone was gently shaking my arm, whispering my name. I swatted at whoever it was, turning my back to them and mumbling incoherently. I swore I heard a soft laugh, and it was that sound that convinced me I wasn’t dreaming. That I was very awake and that someone was in my room. My eyes flew open, my heart leaping into my throat. I blinked rapidly, trying to adjust my eyes to the semi-darkness and rolled over into my back. My eyes zeroed in on the blue and white badge on the chest hovering over me and I gasped loudly. Imperial uniform.

Faster than what I would’ve thought possible for being half asleep still, I sat up and reeled my fist back before letting it fly. My knuckles cracked across something hard as I nailed my target, sending them off the bed and tumbling to the hard floor.

“Ow!” I hissed, cradling my hand. Why hadn’t anyone ever told me how much it hurt to hit someone? I stumbled out of the bed, and placed a knee on the chest of the Imperial officer. He was holding his face, groaning in pain…and…and…oh no. My stomach dropped and I froze, recognizing that voice all too well. “Cassian?” I asked hesitantly.

“Who taught you to punch like that?” he muttered in response.

A strange combination of relief and horror rushed through me. I kneeled next to him and pried his hand away from his face. There wasn’t any blood, thank god, but his eye was already starting to swell. A wave of guilt crashed over me. “Oh god,” I murmured, as he looked up at me with one eye closed. “I’m so so sorry, Cass.”

“I might’ve deserved that.”

I moved to help him sit up and helped him down on the edge of the mattress. I kneeled in between his legs, gently prodding at the puffy skin around his eye. “Why are you sneaking around my room in an Imperial uniform in the middle of the night?” I scolded him, although my tone was more affectionate than anything else, relieved to see him. To have him right here in front of me and alright. Aside from the black eye I’d just given him of course.

“I wanted to see you,” he said with an exasperated sigh. “We just got back. And the uniform is a long story. I’ll tell you later. Damn, that was one hell of a punch.”

I frowned shaking my head. “I can’t believe I hit you…I’m so so sorry…I feel awful. Don’t move.”

I got up and went into the adjacent bathroom, wetting a hand towel with cold water. I wrung it out into the sink and balled it up. When I returned, Cassian had laid down on the bed, one hand beneath the pillow behind his head and the other on his chest. His eyes were both closed as I climbed onto the bed next to him. I gently pressed the cold compress over his eye and he winced. Another stab of guilt radiated through me.

“Maybe next time don’t show up wearing the attire of our sworn enemy?” I suggested, a light teasing tone to my voice.

He looked at me with the one eye that wasn’t covered, raising his eyebrow in amusement. “Next time I won’t wake you up from a dead sleep either. I’ve learned my lesson,” he mused. He took his free hand out from beneath the pillow and let his fingers dance up my thigh to my waist, grabbing the hem of my shirt and tugging me toward him. “You might make it up to me, though…”

My stomach fluttered and I bit my lip, suppressing a smile. “Is that right?”

“Absolutely,” he said, his voice softened and a mischievous smile flickered across his lips. “After all, you did punch me. I think that owes a favor.” He tugged my shirt again, bringing me closer until I settled myself onto my stomach on the bed next to him, folding my arms across his chest to look up at him. His hand immediately slipped beneath my shirt and began skimming up and down my spine in the way that I loved.

“What kind of favor?”

“Well,” he pretended to look thoughtful, “I’ll have to do some serious consideration…in the meantime, you could start with giving me a kiss. After all, I haven’t seen you in almost a week.”

I laughed, finding him undeniably adorable. It was a shame hardly anyone else was able to see this side of him. The soft, loving side…yet at the same time I liked this his tenderness was reserved for me and me alone. It was like a piece of him I got to keep for myself. I leaned toward him and pressed my lips to his chin.

He lifted his head enough to look down at me, removing the compress from his eye. Both eyebrows rose. “I think I deserve a little more than just that.”

“Alright, fine. Who knew the infamous Captain Cassian Andor could be such a baby?” I teased, grinning at him.

He rolled his eyes. “Only when the girl he loves gives him a left hook. Now get up here and give me a real kiss.”

My heart fluttered as his choice of words. Suppressing an amused smile, I propped myself up on one elbow and leaned over him, softly pressing my lips to his. The softest of sighs, barely audible, whispered against my mouth causing yet another eruption of butterflies in my stomach. It was amazing that he was still capable of doing that to me. Even after all the time we’d been together. I placed my palm against his cheek, feeling the roughness of his beard against my skin. After a moment, I made to pull away, but Cassian’s arm came around my waist, locking me in place. His other hand cradled the back of my head, threading his fingers through my hair in the way that always sent shivers down my spine. He deepened the kiss, tongue sliding in between my lips and making me forget everything but him.

It reminded me all over again how much I missed him when he was gone. I missed his warmth, the solid feel of him against me, the way his lips brushed across my forehead when he got up in the morning, the secret smiles and winks from across a room of people. It was true, there were times when I hated hiding what we were yet I understood why we continued to do it. This was something good, something untarnished and untouched by all the bad in the world. It was something we could keep for ourselves and have when everything else seemed bleak.

We were both slightly out of breath when we pulled away. I rested my weight back on my elbow and pushed my fingers through his hair, as his hands settled on my waist.

“Am I forgiven yet, Captain?”

He grinned up at me, making my pulse falter. With lightning quickness, he rolled us over until he was on top of me, adjusting so I was caged in-between his arms. He leaned down and teasingly brushed his lips over mine, barely touching them before pressing soft kisses to my cheeks, nose, and forehead.

“It’s a start,” he answered, lifting himself up again. “By the way, what am I going to tell people when they ask about this shiner?”

I shrugged one shoulder, slipping my hands up the back of his shirt and feeling the heat of his skin against my fingers. “Don’t know. Tell them you ran into a door.”

He gave me a disbelieving look. “I don’t run into doors.”

“It was just a suggestion,” I said playfully, running my hands up his back and over his muscled shoulders. “I’m sure you’ll come up with something interesting.”

He let out a hum, though I couldn’t tell if he was agreeing with me or not. He pressed a series of kisses against my lips. “And I’m sure you won’t get any enjoyment at all out of watching me struggle to come up with an answer each time I’m asked.”

I smiled into his kiss. “No, not at all…although I do feel bad.”

“Don’t,” he said with a chuckle, his lips creating a new path down my neck, his breath warm against my ear. “It was my fault.” His lips abruptly left my skin then, leaving me a flushed mess beneath him. He propped himself up on his elbows on either side of me, giving me a devilish grin that turned my insides to mush.

“Are you being a tease on purpose now? Is this what I get?” I asked.

“Of course not,” he answered easily, though his eyes held a different answer. He lifted one hand and his thumb traced gently over my jaw, his eyes drinking me in, the look on his face softening the way it sometimes did when I caught him watching me. It always made my skin flush, my stomach tumble. “I missed you,” he said after a moment.

“I missed you too.”

“Sometimes it makes leaving all worth it, knowing I get to come back to you,” he added with a soft smile. “I never forget for a minute how lucky I am.”

“Cassian,” I couldn’t fight the smile spreading across my face, or slow the beating of my heart. It was like my entire being was tied to his, his words, his actions, the cause behind my body’s every reaction.

“I’m just speaking truthfully, love.” He continued. “Not to mention, the force behind your punches is nothing to joke about.” The teasing returned to his tone and it was my turn to roll my eyes.

“I don’t think you’re ever going to let this go, whether I make it up to you or not.”

He shook his head. “Not a chance. This will be a story I tell our future children.”

I couldn’t have hidden the surprise on my face even if I’d tried. He immediately noticed, and looked pleased with himself.

“Oh so now there’s children involved?”

He shrugged, leaning down to brush his nose against mine before kissing my lips. “Eventually. I’d like to think you’re stuck with me…” he whispered against my mouth.

His words sent a thrill through me, and I felt the smile on my face in every part of me. “I’d like to think that too.”

He responded with a kiss, pulling away to look at me with more adoration than I’d ever seen anyone look at me with in my entire life. He ran his fingers through my hair, his fingertips ghosting across my neck and over my shoulder until he found my hand and squeezed it.

He was smiling at me in a way that made my pulse feel erratic. “And I think you just made it up to me.”

A breathless laugh escaped my lips as I pulled him closer, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Good…although,” I paused, pulling away from him to frown.

He gave me a curious look, forehead furrowed. “What, love?”

“This uniform has to go,” I said, winkling my nose with distaste.

He laughed, the corners of his eyes wrinkling in that familiar way I loved. He leaned in to kiss my collarbone, the scruff of his beard tickling my skin. “Sounds more than fair.” The husky tone of his voice sent pleasant chills coursing down my spine, his lips finding mine again and leaving me wondering how anything so perfect could ever belong to me.