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Getting Them Pets! (Part One!)

Kylo Ren: Long ago, you decided to aim for getting something special for him. You had no idea what, so you did some searching and studying, going to different systems and stars to determine what pet would make the best for Kylo. Going out in the middle of the morning to search the planets certainly alarmed Kylo, but upon telling him you were 'gathering researching' on something that heavily interested you, he relaxed.

After an infuriating amount of research, studying and writing, you managed to find something perfect: A dog, a Basenji. Curious, affectionate, intelligent, quiet, alert and low maintenance. Perfect for Kylo. Once you got a male, red in color and small in size, Kylo looked at you. "This is yours?" He asked, his voice perplexed. "Ours." You corrected, a smile on your face as you handed the puppy to your boyfriend. Kylo inspected the dog for a bit, before softening and cradling the dog, his face compassionate and kind. Teary-eyed, he thanked you.

Armitage Hux: How on Earth you managed to convince him of getting a pet? No idea. How did you even get the pet in? A mystery. But you did. A ginger cat, matching his Armitage's ginger hair. Seeing the cat, Armitage looked at you, as if disgusted by the gesture, but you know he would crack. "It's for you, and me." You hand him the kitten and his facade is immediately cracked.

He leans into give you a kiss while holding the precious kitty, the kiss a bit aggressive as he practically mashes your lips together but then it softens and deepens. "I love you." He whispers softly, cherishing you and the cat.

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A\N: Part two out Monday! Love you guys <3

Rumors

Over the past few weeks you and Obi- Wan Kenobi grew close. The two of you were assigned a mission three weeks ago together and you both worked seamlessly, Obi- Wan seemed to really respect your judgement and you. However, rumors spread throughout the Jedi council about attachments between you both, and the day you heard them, you were confronted. You made your way toward the Jedi Temple to meet with Master Yoda and Master Windu upon request, you strode down hallways until you were let into the Temple. "You requested my presence, Master?" You announced your presence, clasping your hands patiently in front of you as you glanced at both Yoda and Windu. " Yes. Are you aware of what everyone in the Jedi Order is saying about you?" Windu asks, leaning forward in his chair. "No?" You reply, perplexed. " Attachment, you have?" Yoda chimes in, regarding you with a raised eyebrow. It takes you a moment to realize that they must mean you and Obi-Wan. "What? No. Master Kenobi and I simply worked on a mission and respect one another." You said trying to maintain a respectful tone. Truth is, you actually did feel something warm and fuzzy for him, but were you about to admit this to two Jedi Masters who strictly follow the code? Of course not! Windu nods. "Very well then. You do realize that if you do grow somewhat attached to Obi-Wan, you will be kicked from the order? Jedi are not supposed to attach." Windu warns you, looking into your eyes grimly. "Yes, I know, Master Windu." You say, a soft sigh evident in your voice. Windu nods once more, leaning back in his chair. " Powerful Jedi, you are." Yoda says, gazing at you with fondness, despite what he and Windu just accused you of. You nod, remembering what you are and how you got here. You sigh this time, softly, and look up at both of the Jedi Masters. Windu nods, signaling you can leave, you bow slightly and sweep out of the room. You were incredibly glad that Obi-Wan was on a mission with his Padawan, Anakin. You had hoped, with all that you could, that he had not heard of the rumors and wanted to not be friends with you anymore, you didn't know if you could handle that. You graced the hallways, thinking, about your feelings for Obi-Wan that you just couldn't hide and basically everyone in the entire Jedi order knew or were beginning to suspect these feelings of yours to be true, not matter if you try to hide it anymore. Sighing deeply, you place your hands on your head and look at the floor, until you hear footsteps and voices. "I'm sure she doesn't know, Master." "How can you be so sure, my young apprentice?" It sounded like exactly what you had been dreading: Anakin and Obi-Wan. You take your head out of your hands, placing them, clasped, behind your back and gazing thoughtfully out the window. Maybe they would get the hint you were busy thinking? "Ah, my former apprentice, Y\N." Obi-Wan greets you. You squeezed your eyes shut in utter frustration before turning to the Master Jedi Knight and you smile warmly. " Master Kenobi." You greet him back with the level of respect you would normally show him. " I see you're in thought?" He asks you, crossing his arms. "I was, yes." You reply, bringing your hands to your chest and holding them in a business-like manner. Obi-Wan laughs softly and looks at you. "Well, in that case, I must apologize." You smile reassuringly. "Anyway, Master, may I be excused?" Anakin says, rolling his eyes slightly. Obi-Wan shushes him and waves his hand before looking back at you. "You really do have a fascination with the ones that don't seem to listen to you." You joke. "Oh, you know... You weren't that bad." Obi-Wan replies, smirking at you. " Well, I must disagree." You laugh. "You really weren't." He insists. You smile and remember the rumors again, had he heard them? You decided to take a chance. "Hey, have you heard of the rumors going around?" You asked, your face displaying obvious curiosity. He thinks for a minute and his face becomes slightly more serious. "I have." He answers simply. "Do you believe them?" You ask, anxiously waiting.

*Grabs all of his movies and plays them on repeat while waiting for 3AM*

Ryo Inui (Hound Dog) Headcanons!

Ryo is an emotional support dog, that is literally his job at UA so you better believe he'll listen to whatever you have to say.

He gives a TON of nibbles that turn into actual marks, he'll always apologize and lick at them apologetically.

He's so attentive omg- licks, paws and will do anything you say.

Likes to nuzzle his snout into your neck and lick deliberately at it, it calms him down.

Ryo is definitely 100000% into physicality; play-fighting, wrestling, tug of war.

He's a bit rough! With bites, and sometimes bruising, he forgets his strength sometimes, but he's always so apologetic and tries his best to be gentle!

Protective to a T!!! He loves you, you are his, and he is yours.

CUDDLING! OMG cuddle this man pls!

Will tell you he loves you through his acts and affection, he is definitely not a fan of words unless he needs to.

Prefers to just have dates inside the house: dinner, bubble-baths and even times where you both watch a movie or two together.

Clingy, needy and sometimes touchy, he's curious about you, as he's never been with a Human before.

Hates the muzzle, he will literally plead with you until either you give in or you put it on him either way. He enjoys freedom.

Ryo is the type to place his head in your lap, neck, or chest, it's warm and he can hear your heartbeat, smell you, and create a form of intimacy he holds dear.

Sometimes, he'll even let you come to work with him! He enjoys your company and thinks you bring serenity with you, so you bet your ass he will try to bring you in whenever he can.

Angel and Devil

Anakin's eyes met yours, gaze locked. His eyes were butterscotch gold as his descent to the Dark Side was almost completed. The sight alone was enough to bring tears to your eyes. "What.... what are you doing?" You ask, voice heavy with the tons of emotions heaving down on you. "I'm saving you." He replies, tone rough. You look at him, hoping he can sense how this breaks you. "What do you mean?" Your voice cracked. "All of this- I'm doing it for you." He brings his hood down, still gazing at you with those cursed eyes, you wished, to God, you could look away. "No, you're not. Y-you... who are you?!" You burst, tears burning in your eyes. "The Jedi are evil, Y\N. You know it. You said so earlier." Anakin circled around you, his gaze on you never wavering. "Anakin, the Jedi are not evil. It is what you are doing, what you are planning, believing, that is evil." He scoffs. "For what? Doing something for you?" He laughs. "You are twisted! Obi-Wan told me of what you've done: Killed younglings, even Master Windu!" Your sadness turned quickly to a boiling rage. What happened to him? "I am to save you from inevitable death. Obi-Wan has twisted you." You stay silent for a second. "Why?! Just... why? The Dark Side? Anakin, what happened to destroying the Sith? Becoming a great Jedi?" Your voice lowered, all you could do was look at him, as he looked at you. And hope for an explanation, hope this was a dream, a sick, hellish dream. " I told you already, Y\N! The Jedi are evil! They are plotting to overthrow the senate!" He snarls and you literally cannot believe what is happening. "You're lost... aren't you? This... Dark Lord... has entered your brain and twisted the contents, hasn't he?" You're voice becomes slightly desperate. Desperate for him to come back to you, turn back to the sweet, caring person you've once known him as. Not this monster. This can't be how you both end, can it? "I am no longer living in a fantasy, Y\N. This is reality! There cannot be both a hero and a villain, one has to oppose the other." A tear spilled onto your cheeks, a poetic, but feeble reaction to his words. "What have you become?" You question, unable to stop the aching in your heart, or the cracking in your voice, or the tears spilling carelessly down your cheeks and hitting the floor. Lava boils and shoots up behind him, barely able to entrap your mood in this moment. "God, Y\N. How many times must you be told? It's for you! To keep you alive, safe!" He steps closer to you, and you step back. "I loved you. I really did." You confess, your bottom lip quivering, much like your body right now, as you step closer to the edge, your head spun. Anakin glared at you, with his intense gaze, unable to piece you together. "We could've had it all..." You sob quietly, stepping closer to the platform that separated you both, and a painful, bloodcurdling death. Would that bring you peace? Would that calm the storm in your heart? Yeah, it might actually... You step more and more to the edge. Anakin seems to realize what you are doing, planning to do and he rushes over to stop you, only to accidently bump into you and push you over. "Y\N!" He screams as your eyes widen, falling fast to your certain doom. You look at him as you fall and his eyes meet yours, you can see a tear escaping his glowing yellow eyes. Just before you connect with the scorching lava and die, you have one last thought, "What could have happened?" And before anything else, you fall into the lava, screaming agonizingly as you burn, wishing you were never born. What could have happened?

Nice to know those eyes work<3

I’m ngl I thought your post said sperm and giggles

😭🔫🔫🔫 wtfffffffff-

Ofc I'm so bored throughout the day <3

Reblog if it's okay to invade your ask box

Always

Late Nights

Being the Chosen One was not easy. Anakin always had to have top-notch training from the Temple and was expected to excel in everything to do with the Force and he did, but it was always so difficult to see himself where he was now versus when he was younger. Sometimes, when the two of you would lay awake at night, cuddled up in each others arms, the warmth radiating off of both of you pleasantly like a blanket, your hands caressing his mechanical arm, and his entangling in your hair, he would reminisce on his childhood.

More often than not, Anakin would speak of his late mother, and what she was like, because he despised the fact that you could never meet her. "She was the kind of person who almost always worried," He would say with a bitter chuckle. "Always gentle and extremely kind, no one deserved her at times. When Qui-Gon found me, I'm sure they had a conversation where she promised him over and over to guarantee my safety."

You listened with rapt attention as you always did, as these moments were intimate and somber. "She allowed me to chase my dream... but she never saw me actually achieve it, and she never got to see you. That hurts." He had to pause for a moment, tears beginning to burn and pool into his eyes, you instantly noticed this and moved to comfort and reassure him. You hated seeing Anakin cry. "Ani, please. She can see you from wherever she is now, and she is proud of you. She's proud of how far you've come and how much you've accomplished." You spoke softly, wiping away his tears with your thumbs as you cupped his face.

"She would've loved to meet you." He said sweetly, gazing into your eyes with an adoration too deep and so familiar to you that you weren't quite sure what the word to describe how it felt for you. Ani nodded at your words slowly, because knowing Shmi of course she would be happy and proud of him and what he's been through and fought. Anakin's done a lot of things in his life, but one of the best was meeting you, by the stroke of fate, of destiny, of whatever the hell it was, you two belonged together and it was a resounding feeling that always put him at ease. He knows so very well that his mother approves of you as much as he does.

sorry, I can't find Chapter 1 of Happiness and Tears? So I can understand the rest of the series. Is it posted?

No worries! Yes, it is posted and it is odd that you can't find it. I don't know how to work links (idk why) but I'll just give you the whole story:

Happiness and Tears (Part One)

You had been waiting for Clayton to come back to you for a long time; he had recently joined the Army for before he had gotten the emergency call for the heart transplant, and you, his fiance, waited anxiously for him to come back. You haven't seen him for a few months, although you both called frequently and communicated whenever possible. You fiddled with your clothes and with your appearance, wanting nothing more than to look beautiful for him.

The moment his gorgeous blue eyes locked with yours, your breath had gotten stuck in your throat. He appeared to you in his military uniform and you could swear he had seen you get flustered, as he smiled. You hastily walked over to him, hugging him as tight as possible, burying your face in his chest as he chuckled and hugged you back. "Hi, love." He grinned at you. "Hey, Clay." You spoke, voice cracking slightly. You had never expected to be this emotional when you were reunited with your soon-to-be-husband, but you were. You brought your hands up to cup his cheeks, gently running your thumbs over them as you took in his appearance once more. From his sparkling eyes, proud smirk, to the way his hair was gelled and slicked to the side.

"I missed you so much, you know that?" He spoke to you, his hand going to your waist and other going to comb his fingers through your hair as he always loved to do. "I missed you more." You replied, a smile on your face. "Jack wants to see me." He said, sighing softly, but keeping his smirk. "I know." You sigh as well, looking at his uniform, your eyes gleaming as you traced the medals with your finger. "Do you want to come?" Clay asked you, his finger going to your chin to gently lift your head to look at him. "If you want." You answered. He lowered his head to yours and caught your lips in a sweet and longing kiss. Your heart beat pounded, to the point you were sure Clay could hear it too. He pulled back slightly, his face still close to yours and he looked at you, before placing his forehead against yours.

"Of course I want you to come with me." He smiled. He pulled all the way back and gazed down at you with adoration, you could see it in his eyes. "Don't you think you should change?" You ask playfully and he laughs slightly. "Yeah, probably should." He gives you one more quick kiss before hurrying inside with you to change out of his uniform. You hummed softly as you waited for him to get dressed. You were so delighted that he was home but at the same time so dejected that he had to immediately deal with his heart complications.

Alas, you still went with him once he got changed. Why wouldn't you? Clay and you were to be married, why would you let this get in your way? Ever since you met Clay, you knew he had heart problems and would eventually need a transplant, but it never stopped either of you from loving the other. Even if Lillith didn't like the idea of you both getting married, she knew there was nothing she could do as long as Clay loved you like he did. "Do you want me to wait out here?" You ask, once you both get into the Hospital and you walk to Jack's office. He shook his head, "Y\N, you can come in." He smiled at you and you nodded. Clay knocked on the door and Jack opened it. "Yeah? Oh, hey, Clay! What took you so long?" Jack chuckled, giving Clay a friendly hug. Clay laughed. "Just got back." Jack gave him a curt nod and gestured for you bot to come inside. "Hey, Y\N." Jack greeted you before sitting down and looking at Clay. Both of you sat side by side in front of Jack's desk and waited. "Hi, Jack." You replied sweetly.

"Well, Clay... You know you have to get this transplant, and it has to be soon." Jack reminded Clay, his voice serious. Clay nodded. "Would you like to schedule something soon?" Jack asked, his head tilted and his hands clasped up to his lips, both of his index fingers resting on his nose. "Yes. Yes, I do. Is there a specific time I gotta schedule for?" Clay asked, his hands politely in his lap. "No. But, we will have all of our best staff available tomorrow." Clay nodded. "Well then, tomorrow sounds good." Jack gave an affirmative nod and stood up, so did Clay and you. "See you tomorrow then." Jack smiled, shaking both of your hands.

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