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i hide around your house and steal your food. klaudia || 19 || simping over cal kestis || slow writer (i'll get there someday, ok)

[kiarune]

Announcement: new Inquisitor Cal fic.

Hey guys!

Do any of you still remember Cal? After two years since Fallen Order came out, I wouldn't be surprised if he's been quite forgotten, BUT! for those of you who still love our ginger Jedi, I just might have some good news.

I'm working on a new fic, featuring Inquisitor Cal and his redemption arc. It will be written from an original character's perspective, but I'm sure you'll love her.

There will be adventure, pain, lots of duels and just the right amount of romance.

I won't be posting any sneak peaks just yet, but stay tuned for updates in the near future.

May the Force be with you!

[kiarune]

Just a little story time from earlier today:

I was having a bad mood since the moment i woke up; it wasn't anything in particular, i just haven't really felt like anything. Then i started over thinking about my future, being confused about what should i do and overall being hard on myself. And then i cried.

Before i could dive any deeper into making me feel like garbage i decided to make myself some choccy milk. Because i try to treat me like my own best friend, and i don't like when my friends are upset. So choccy milk it was, because that's the only thing i know that can cheer any of my friends up.

And now im chilling with my two frenchies and my choccy milk, feeling a little bit better.

What im trying to say, i guess, is love yourself my friends. You are the only person that will be with you no matter what and to the end, so take care of yourself. If you do, there will be a moment, when you don't need others to do it for you. Just know that you are worth everything that's amazing in this world, just love you.

And may the choccy milk be with you. 🍫🥛

[kiarune]

late-night coffee

Inquisitor!Cal x Reader // fluff

a/n: this is the first fic that i wrote and actually posted anywhere. it’s not perfect and i’ll probably edit it someday or even rewrite it entirely, but it deserves to be seen by somebody. so, enjoy!

word count: ~2k

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"Do you want some coffee?"

He was standing by the counter in a tiny kitchen, focused on pouring the dark liquid into a small cup. The grey T-shirt suited him, although it was very different from his usual Inquisitor attire. It was a warm evening, a couple of faded lights brought the poorly lit apartment to life, allowing me to notice the dark bags under his eyes. I could only guess it was a long and wearying day for him.

"Yes, I'd like a cup, thank you," I replied, shifting my position on an oddly comfortable couch. I knew the Inquisitors had better accommodation than us, the Purge Troopers, but I had no idea it was that cozy.

"It's smaller than the other ones, anyway." He placed both cups on a wooden coffee table. I raised a brow, not sure what he meant. "The apartment."

"You've read my thoughts again." I sighed while he took a seat beside me.

"Sometimes it just happens, I can't always control myself." He shrugged, turning his face to me. "How are you feeling? Any better?"

"Honestly? I thought I'd be fully healed by now." I bit my inner lip and leaned in to grab the coffee, minding my injured leg. During our last mission on Kashyyyk one of the Rebels shot me, leaving an ugly wound that I've been treating for two weeks now. I took a sip from the cup and continued. "No training, no missions... I don't know how much more I can stand doing nothing."

"It's better that way, you know. If you come back to normal too early, you'll just make your wound worse." He paused to yawn and reached out for his cup. "I can wait for you a little longer, no worries."

"Wait for me? For what?" I chuckled, punching him lightly in the arm. "You must be so bored training without me and want me back in the dojo, just admit it."

"What's there to admit? I miss you on the sparrings, obviously." He shook his head playfully. "But you need to heal first before I can kick your ass."

"Yeah, I wouldn't be so sure about that. Next time we fight I'll beat you, you'll see." I let out a small laugh and glanced at his green eyes. "Hey... Thanks for having me here for the evening. I really appreciate doing something different than these small trips from my room to the med wing and back. The rehabilitation is boring me to death."

"I'm sorry I couldn't invite you earlier, but I still had some things to take care of..."

I didn't have anything to say to that, so I let us stay in comfortable silence for a while, just enjoying each other's company.

Cal wasn't always like this around me. He used to beat me up during training like every other trooper, with so much power in his fighting style. Unlike the other Inquisitors that I fought, he wasn't infuriated, he just seemed... hurt. He intrigued me, that's why one day I stood up to him and fought back harder than usual. I didn't beat him, but after the sparring, he came to me and we talked for a while. It was a good talk, it must have been because he kept coming back after every training. From that moment we started eating together at the cafeteria and went on missions together, fighting side by side. And like that, I became friends with the most unique Inquisitor this Fortress ever had.

He's changed a lot over these couple of months. Firstly Cal was really distant, never wanted to talk about himself too much. He slowly opened up to me, although I still don't know what happened to him before he became an Inquisitor... I hoped he would let me in more, but I didn't want to push too much, even if I knew his past haunted him still. I was happy to have him as a friend, he really needed someone that cared for him. One day, if he felt a need to tell me about his past, I knew he'd do it, I just had to give him time.

"Can I ask you a question?" He broke the silence, placing his empty cup on the table.

"Yeah, sure. What's on your mind?"

"Just answer me honestly ok? And let it stay between us." I nodded, giving him the confidence to continue. "Do you ever... think that maybe what we're doing is wrong? That the Empire is not the right side to be on in this war?"

I took my time, thinking about what to say. "No, I never really gave it a thought. I trained for years to do this and I guess that I've always assumed I was doing the right thing." His face changed – the corners of his mouth dropped while a blank gaze settled in his eyes. It got me worried. "Why are you asking?"

I tried to move closer to him and when I moved, my leg started to hurt again. I wanted to adjust myself, but couldn't quite make it.

"Here, let me help you."

Cal took my coffee and set it aside, carefully raised my legs from the floor and placed them on the couch, then helped me lay down. My head was almost on his lap now, just an inch or two from his thigh.

"I want to be honest with you. It's just– well... When I became an Inquisitor, I was all alone and I hated myself for more reasons than I can explain to you now...." He stared down at his hands, almost as if he blamed them. "It's like a void inside that eats you up. The hatred, the pain. Do you know what I mean?"

"I... I think, yes." It was surprising how he bottled up his feelings all this time and managed to keep them that way. I closed my eyes to focus – even if I was glad he finally talked to me about it, this was all hard to process. But he needed me to understand... so I listened.

Cal smirked, more to himself than me. "I never thought I'd find a friend here. I imagined that I'd probably die alone, somewhere in the battle the Empire forced me to fight. After I was made an Inquisitor by them and–"

"You were made an Inquisitor?" I interrupted. "So you didn't want to be one?" My eyes widen.

"Yeah, it's complicated..."

He started to play with one of my hair strands, probably without even realizing it. I didn't even flinch as he twirled his finger back and forth around my hair, actually, it was... comforting. I gave in to the feeling, it reminded me of my childhood and my mother. Better times.

"What I mean to tell you is that... You helped me. Helped me survive from day to day, made me laugh when I thought it was impossible to." Cal paused. "You were my light, reminded me who I am. And I know now that I'm not an Inquisitor, not anymore... I can't continue to be the Empire's executioner. I need you to understand..."

I didn't know what to focus on now. How am I the reason that he changed his mind? I've been nothing less than loyal, I could never... And what does it mean he can't be an Inquisitor?

"Cal, that's– that's a lot to process." I raised myself on my elbows and risked a glance at him. His warm gaze contrasted with a tense expression that painted on his face as if he waited for something to happen. "I can't imagine what you went through. If you were forced to become someone you didn't wish to be– just... Thank you for telling me all this. If there is anything I can do... Just know I'm always here for you, no matter what you need."

I decided to take a risk and laid my head on his lap. He responded by stroking my hair slowly, with his fingers barely touching the top of my head. The situation felt different than what we were used to, but in a good way. I didn't want it to get awkward, so I pursued the left topic:

"Assuming we're on the wrong side of this war," I started, trying to gather my thoughts. "What is there to do? We can't just leave. They would kill us."

"So you would consider leaving the Empire?" His face lit up.

"Well, it's not an easy decision to make. What do you want me to say?" I sighed. "I have nowhere to go, the Fortress has been my home for so long... This life's all I have."

"You have me. I–" His cheeks burned with red, enhancing his fiery hair. Oh, he was so handsome. Why haven't I noticed it before? "What I mean is... Here all we have is an ideology, something that the Empire believes, and that's not necessarily a good cause. Just think about it: they tell us that every planet we invade provides us resources, but nobody even gives a thought about all the lives we torment, the environments we destroy... and for what? So the Empire keeps its power and does it all over again?"

I shifted my focus from examining his flawless features to what I was going to say. "Okay, I agree, it makes sense. But what about the Jedi we hunt down? They're the ones that caused all that disaster in the first place." I raised a brow.

"It wasn't like that... Listen, you just need to trust me for now, okay? I promise I'll tell you everything when the time is right, but please come with me. I've been working on a plan to escape for some time now. I know I'm asking for a lot and that you're skeptical about the idea, but... Just think about it, okay?"

I thought about my life in the Fortress, the missions, my purpose. What was really holding me here? Not fear, certainly not faith in what the Empire was doing. Maybe Cal was right and I didn't belong here. Just maybe, I could have a life somewhere else, a good life, with him by my side as a friend, or...

Screw it.

"I agree. I'll go with you."

"That's..." He pulled me into a tight embrace, holding me against his chest. The cold apartment suddenly became warmer, and I stopped caring for what will happen. As long as I was with Cal, I knew it was going to be okay. We had each other, that's all that mattered.

"What changed your mind so sudden?" He asked, not letting me go.

"You did." I breathed in the scent of his shirt. He smelled like rain and coffee beans. "I can't stay here knowing I might never see you again. I need you." He didn't say anything, just pulled me closer.

I had no idea how much time has passed, but despite the caffeine in my system I started to fall asleep in Cal's arms. It must've been really late into the night, with no sound coming from anywhere in the Fortress, filling it with a soothing silence.

"Stay here tonight."

I hummed in question, only half-awake.

"The medical wing must be locked away for the night by now and someone needs to look after you."

He carefully laid me back on his lap and placed one of his hands under my knees, and the other on my back. I could feel the pressure of the couch beneath me leave as he raised himself up, carrying me to another room. His bedroom, I suppose. In a matter of seconds, I was put down on a fluffy mattress and wrapped in a heavy blanket.

"I'll take the couch." Cal sat beside me. "Goodnight, sleep well."

As my mind drifted away into sleep, not knowing if it was already a dream, or still reality, I felt his lips softly pressing on my forehead.

My mind probably just made it up, though.

[texaschalnsaws]

dating cal kestis headcanons. . .

warnings : mentions of smut later on, that’s all i can really think of. 

** not my gif **

DATING CAL KESTIS INCLUDES : 

━ you were either force sensitive, or something necessary to the mantis when you first joined like a nightsister or freedom fighter. if you were force sensitive, you and cal probably would’ve grown closer faster as you both shared the experience. if you were a nightsister, like merrin, he would’ve trusted you quickly too – and would’ve been interested in the powers you had, and how they differed to his.

━ if you were a freedom fighter, he would listen to your stories of the places you’d been and the fights you’d had. you would exchange different tales and laugh together. 

━ however, knowing cal, it took a while for him to fully trust you and warm up to you. he’s been alone for a long time and isn’t good at letting people in

━ but when he does let you in, initially as just friends, it feels good for both of you. something about talking to you, opening up to you, simply having you listen to him feels so freeing, so relaxing, he can’t understand why; but it’s one of the reasons he warms up to you.

━ even if you’re an ex-padawan or not, you both had tolls taken on your because of order 66, because of the purge, and it’s good to have someone who was your age when it happened. it’s cathartic for both of you to be able to open up about it. 

━ cal teaches you tricks and tips he learnt with his lightsaber, and he trains with you as well. if you’re force-sensitive, you’ll both trade force tips. but no matter what you are, cal feels an overwhelming need to protect you whenever you both go out. 

━ it was hard for him, at first, to understand his feelings towards you, mostly because he was in denial. it was against the jedi code to have romantic attachments, and he had never entertained the thought of romance that it all felt so foreign. 

━ despite cere’s hesitation, greez fully encouraged him to go for it; as did merrin ( she had known about your huge crush on cal before hand and was elated to hear that he felt the same for you ).

━ eventually, cere warmed up to the idea after she realised that you both needed it and how much you helped one another. she also realised that some things from the old jedi order had to change; and that this might as well be one of them.

━ you see a lot more of cal’s roguish, boyish charm when you two start dating. you saw it before, but now it’s constant. he feels like he can be himself a lot more, and you like it a lot.

━ you also begin to see just how cocky cal is, and you hate how much you love it when he smirks and allows his eyes to look you up and down when he beats you or you do something impressive.

━ cal’s not too good at displays of affection, and it takes him a while to get used to pda as well. it’s small at first; definitely. holding hands around the mantis, the occasional cheek kiss from you or a forehead kiss from cal. 

━ you two never really show pda outside of the mantis; mainly because the last thing cal wants is the empire to know that you two are dating. to give them that leverage would endanger both of you. 

━ in private, however, when he’s at the back of the ship tinkering away at his lightsaber or just resting, you two show a lot more affection; and cal gets a lot more used to it. he likes kissing your forehead a lot, and likes when you come up behind him when he’s working and hug him from behind. 

━ and he likes when you trail your hands down his chest, or kiss up his neck to get his attention, and how worked up you get when he just smirks and continues to ignore you. ( pretending, of course, but you don’t need to know that ) 

━ he likes when you two are the only two awake on the ship, and you’re sitting on his workbench, holding your mug with two hands and sipping it occasionally, as he works on bd-1, or his lightsaber, or is just trying to figure out cordova’s plan. he enjoys the serenity, and he enjoys knowing that he doesn’t have to be alone anymore, especially during the little moments. 

━ you learn to help him manage his nightmares; that come sporadically yet frequently. you rub circles onto his hand, holding him close to your chest as your other hand runs through his hair and you coax him out of it. and if you have nightmares too, he does a similar thing. 

━ cal doesn’t get jealous usually, mostly because there’s nothing for him to be jealous of. you rarely come into contact with new people, and when it is, it’s not usually someone who he should be worried about. besides, even if it was, he trusts you enough. 

━ but when he does get jealous, wow, does he get jealous. cal’s protective, so it’s less about not trusting you and more about stopping this person from either a ) making you uncomfortable or b ) overstepping their bounds. 

━ it’s usually subtle movements that make the person take the hint pretty quickly. sliding into the conversation, pressing a kiss to your cheek, holding your hand, maybe slipping in a pet name. if they don’t get it after that, it’s a short, almost-glare that he shoots them, and after that he simply says goodbye and drags you away from them. 

━ even if the other person doesn’t, you get the hint pretty quickly and either shut it down or simply remove you both from the conversation. you know cal’s protective and insecure; and you know he never means harm. and, usually, you want out of that situation just as much as him. 

━ getting intimate with cal is something that’s rare; mainly because you never really have any opportunities and it tends to be the last thing on your mind as you’re running from the empire. and you both are in a ship with three other members ( four; including the droid that never leaves cal’s side ) with little privacy. 

━ but when it does happen, it’s something that’s very much savoured and treasured. the first time was a trial; it was muddled and about learning each other and had some laughing as you two tried to figure out what the hell you were doing. and it felt good to be able to something that was… normal. 

━ every time after that, however, is a bit more serious because there’s usually something driving it. cal’s cocky in bed, and he takes to dirty talk pretty quickly. he likes praising you and being praised, and he loves it when you pull his hair. 

━ he doesn’t like degradation or hurting you; but if you’re into it or want to experiment, he’ll give it a try. but if you don’t like it, he stops it immediately. 

━ quickies are occasional; like those moments when everyone’s asleep; he’s done tinkering away at his lightsaber and you want a little attention. he closes the door ( if it’s not already closed ) and pulls you to the edge of his workbench.

━ he trails kisses down your neck and holds onto your hips as you start to undress him. he laughs smugly at your eagerness and, in response, draws it out a little, whispering into your ear before biting lightly on your earlobe, only working you up more. he does concede pretty quickly, though, when you pull his hair or kiss his neck or anything ( he’s pretty easy to crack ) 

━ it’s usually fast and hot, and he presses you harshly against the bench and his grip becomes bruising against your skin the closer he gets. he buries his face into the crook of your neck and you bite down on your lip to stop yourself from letting out the mother of all moans as you both finish. 

━ he usually just gives you that boyish grin when you’re both finished and you lightly slap his chest and everything gets pretty light hearted after that and you both, after cleaning up, go to sleep. 

━ you both get to the ‘i love you’ stage quickly. neither of you have anything to loose, and cal knew he loved you pretty much from the first moment you both opened up to each other. 

━ after that, things feel both easier and harder. it’s easier to be around each other without the pent up anxiety of rejection. you both love living out small domestic moments with each other, hugging cal from behind as he cooks, sitting on his workbench as he tinkers along, head resting on his shoulder as he plays guitar. 

━ it’s harder to say goodbye; it’s harder for either of you to leave the mantis, to split up, to go into fights. it becomes harder to pursue the holocron, it becomes harder to face trilla, it becomes harder to fight rather than hide. but you both know you have too; you both know what’s at stake.

━ at the end of the day; you love cal and he loves you, and that’s all that really matters. and you’d do anything to protect each other, or the family you’ve gathered along the way. 

[twistnet]

dating cal kestis would include

general

- cal has had some traumatic experiences, watching troopers he saw as friends turn on him and his master, his master pass before his eyes and close friends die at the hands of the empire. he’s still trying to get through everything that’s happened and sometimes it weighs down on him. sometimes he just needs someone to just listen

- when you first start dating, cal is still very hesitant. having romantic attachments goes against the jedi code. so he has some doubts about it. at the extreme, he feels like he is betraying the order and his teachings. he knows the the order doesn’t exist anymore, but it’s the idea of holding onto the teachings. but after time, he finds guidance from cere and moves past it

- cal has been alone for a long time, so he’s happy to have someone by his side. getting to experience new places, help out the alliance and save the galaxy from the empire is so much better with you at his side

- very much a caring person and can be very protective. if something doesn’t feel right, he’ll let you know. and wills always put himself between you and the enemy. regardless if you are a jedi or not, he still wants you safe.

- likes that you got along with the Mantis crew, bonding with everyone including bd-1. the droid is always looking out for the two of you, and loves that you like to help out on repairs

- if you are a former padawan, like himself, he finds comfort in the fact you can train together. combine all your techniques and moves, give pointers, help focus or channel the force to do something. its an environment that is safe to learn and mess up in.

little things

- likes holding your hand. uses it as a way to not only make sure you are right behind him, but it also grounds him.

- being connected, you always know how he’s feeling. having you come up behind him and hug him is super reassuring when he’s lost deep in his own head

- likes to give you his ponchos to wear on different missions, or just in general

- values your inputs and ideas. tries to see things your way and implement them into the plans they have

- working together on his lightsaber or bd-1 is a favorite pastime with you, let’s him live in the moment and make happy memories to replace the old ones

- after a particularly rough battle or narrow escape, cal will look you over for injuries. making sure you are okay and ready to move on. catches himself brushing your hair from out of your face

affection

- nicknames, he usually calls you by your name in public. it’s formal and the right thing to do when in front of Saw or other rebel leaders. however, the minute you get back to the mantis, he uses nicknames as a sort of playful teasing. calling you sweetheart or babe. cere finds it nauseating and greez could care less so long as he doesn’t lose his appetite 

- hugs, for comfort, for reassurance, after risking your life. you name it. cal finds that it speaks volumes and is more subtle than kissing in public situations. out in the open, everything can be used against you and he would rather it seem as you are a friend than a lover to the enemy

- kisses are mainly in private. kisses on the cheek, forehead or back of knuckles are his favorite. is still very shy when it comes to kissing you on the lips, just a quick peck before he pulls back blushing, but it’s very rare that it comes to that

- cuddling, happens in private as well. it’s comfort from nightmares and bad missions. you and cal cuddle in his bunk, more so that you start to slowly move your things into his bunk so you don’t have to keep going back to get them. there was one time cal and you had cuddled in the lounge of the mantis, fast asleep from that days mission. cere had seen and covered the two of you up. knowing you needed the rest.

[write-it-motherfuckers]

Person A: “I don’t know how I keep fucking this up so badly.”

Person B: “Me either honestly, I’m kind of impressed.”

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

words to use instead of

as 

while 

when,

whilst

 even as

 just as

 just when

 simultaneously as

 so long as

 at the moment that

 at the same time that at the time that

 in the act of

 in the process of 

on the point of

during the time that

 at the same time as

 during the time

 throughout the time

 in the time

 during which

 during which time

for the period that

 at the same time

 meanwhile

 at the time

 as long as

 exactly when

 at the very moment that

at the very time that after

 as soon as

 immediately when

 immediately after

instantly when once

looked

glanced 

gazed 

stared

gaped

peered

focused 

 peeped 

peeked

took a look

taken a look 

watched

considered 

saw 

seen

observed 

viewed

regarded

marked 

checked out

glimpsed 

spotted 

eyed 

took in 

taken 

in ogled

eyeballed 

beheld

beholden 

before

ahead

back

previously

since

sooner

afore

aforetime

ante

antecedently

anteriorly

before present

ere

fore

former

formerly

forward

gone

gone by

heretofore

in advance

in days of yore

in front

in old days

in the past

past

precendently

previous

up to now

smiled

beam

grin

laugh

smirk

simper

be gracious

express friendliness

express tenderness

look amused

look delighted

look happy

look pleased

touch

brush

caress

feel

handle

hit

kiss

lick

pat

reach

rub

strike

stroke

tap

abut

adjoin

border

communicate

contact

converge

dab

examine

finger

fondle

frisk

glance

graze

grope

inspect

join

line

manipulate

march

massage

meet

neighbor

osculate

palm

palpate

partake

paw

percuss

pet

probe

push

scrutinize

sip

smooth

suck

sweep

tag

taste

thumb

tickle

tip

toy

verge

be in contact

butt on

come together

feel up

impinge upon

lay a finger on

exhaled

breathe

emit

give off

let out

discharge

eject

emanate

evaporate

expel

issue

respire

steam

vaporize

nodded

acknowledge

bend

bow

greet

respond

salute

acquiesce

agree

approve

assent

passionate

ardent

dramatic

eager

eloquent

emotional

expressive

fervent

fierce

fiery

forceful

heartfelt

heated

impassioned

intense

poignant

spirited

strong

vehement

violent

zealous

affecting

animated

blazing

burning

deep

fervid

flaming

frenzied

glowing

headlong

high-powered

high-pressure

hot

hotblooded

impetuous

impulsive

inspiring

melodramatic

moving

precipitate

quickened

steamed up

stimulated

stirring

thrilling

warm

wild

but

although

however

nevertheless

on the other hand

still

though

yet

gasped

choke

snort

whoop

blow

convulse

gulp

heave

inhale

inspire

pant

puff

respire

sniffle

wheeze

catch one’s breath

fight for breath

frowned

glare

glower

grimace

pout

gloom

lower

sulk

cloud up

do a slow burn

give a dirty look

give the evil eye

knit brows

look black

look daggers

look stern

movement

act

action

change

development

evolution

exercise

flow

migration

move

operation

progress

shift

advance

agitation

alteration

swirled

boil

churn

roil

twirl

whirl

agitate

coil

crimp

crisp

curl

eddy

purl

roll

snake

surge

swoosh

whirlpool

whorl

wriggle

[kiarune]

Body language in writing

Head

he lowered his head

she hung her head

he ducked

she bowed her head

he covered his eyes with a hand

she pressed her hands to her cheeks

she raised her chin

he lifted his chin

he shook his head

she nodded

he bobbed his head

she tilted her head

he cocked his head

she inclined her head

he jerked her head in the direction of…

she turned her face away

he looked away

Hands

her hands squeezed into fists

his hands tightened into fists

she clenched her fists

she balled her fists

he unclenched his fists

her arms remained at her sides

she raised a hand in greeting

he waved

she held up her hands

he lifted his hands

she held up her palms

he threw his hands in the air

she brushed her palms together

he rubbed his hands together

she made a steeple of her fingers

he spread his hands

she gesticulated

he waved his hands

she clapped her hands

he snapped his fingers

she held up a finger

he pointed

she gestured with a thumb

he jerked his thumb toward…

she extended her middle finger toward him

he gave her the finger

she gave him the thumbs up

she gave a dismissive wave of her hand

she held out her hand

he extended a hand

she put her hands on her hips

she shoved her hands in her pockets

he jammed his hands in his front pockets

she rested a hand on her hip

she rubbed her hands on her thighs

she clasped her hands behind her back

he propped his chin on his hand

she rested her chin on her palm

she pumped a fist

he thrust his fists in the air

she punched the air

Arms

he shrugged

she gave a half shrug

he lifted his shoulder in a half shrug

she folded her arms

he crossed his arms over his chest

she hugged herself

he wrapped his arms around himself

she spread her arms wide

he held out his arms

Movement

she jutted out her hip

she rocked back and forth

he leaned against the wall

she bounced on her toes

she jumped up and down

she drummed her fingers on the table

he tapped his fingers on the table

he slammed his hand on the table

she pounded her fist on the table

she set her palms down flat on the table

he rested his hands on the table

she set her hands on the table, palms up

he leaned back in his chair

she hooked her feet around the chair legs

he gripped the arm of the chair

she put her hands behind her head

he put his feet on the desk

he fidgeted

she cringed

he shuddered

she flinched

he shivered

she trembled

his body shook

she cowered

he shrank from…

she huddled in the corner

he pulled away

she jerked away

he turned away

she jolted upright

he stiffened

she straightened

he tensed

he jumped

she jumped to her feet

he stood up

she rose from her seat

she relaxed

he hunched

she slouched

she wilted

he went limp

he yawned

she stretched

he turned around

she whirled around

he pivoted

she reeled

she stepped away

she drew nearer

he leaned closer

she inched forward

he loomed closer

he paced

she shifted from one foot to the other

he swayed on his feet

she dragged her feet

Breath

his breaths quickened

she panted

she was breathing hard

his chest rose and fell with rapid breaths

she took in a deep breath

he drew in a long breath

she took in a sharp breath

he gasped

she held her breath

he let out a harsh breath

she exhaled

he blew out his cheeks

she huffed

he sighed

she snorted

Laugh

she laughed

he giggled

she guffawed

he chuckled

she gave a bitter laugh

he gave mirthless laugh

she tittered

he cackled

Shoulders and neck

she rubbed her shoulder

he kneaded his shoulder

he rolled his shoulders

she tensed her shoulders

he massaged the back of his neck

she rubbed her temples

she pressed a hand to her throat

her shoulders sagged

his shoulders slumped

he rolled his shoulders

she squared her shoulders

Hair and face

she ran her hand through her hair

he threaded a hand through his hair

he raked his fingers through his hair

he shoved his hair back away from his face

she toyed with a lock of hair

she played with her hair

she twirled her hair

she wrapped a curl around her finger

she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear

she undid her ponytail and shook out her hair

she tossed her hair

he buried his hands in his hair

he stroked his beard

he scratched his beard

she scratched her nose

he scratched his head

he rubbed his forehead

she rubbed her eyes

she pinched the bridge of her nose

he held his nose

she slapped her forehead

he smacked his forehead

he facepalmed

he slapped a hand over her mouth

she covered her mouth with her hand

she pressed her fingers to her lips

he held his finger up to his lips

he rubbed his chin

he propped his chin on his hand

she rested her chin on her palm

Details

she tugged at her earlobe

he bit a nail

she chewed on a cuticle

she picked at her nails

she inspected her fingernails

he plucked at the cuff of his shirt

she picked a piece of lint from her sleeve

he adjusted the lapels of his jacket

she fiddled with her earring / bracelet

he twisted the wedding ring on his finger

she played with her cell phone

he tugged at his shirt collar

he adjusted his tie

she smoothed down her skirt

Legs

he tapped his foot

she stomped her foot

she folded her hands in her lap

she jiggled her foot

he swung his leg

she crossed her legs

he uncrossed his legs

she crossed her ankles in front of her

she stretched out her legs in front of her

he sprawled out

he put his feet on the desk

she rubbed her hands on her thighs

Chest

he puffed out his chest

she thrust out her chest

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Inquisitor!Cal Kestis and psychometry (spoilers)

Had Cal become an Inquisitor, his gift of psychometry would’ve made him a perfect tracker… and a seriously fearsome interrogator. He could sense traces of a hiding Jedi, but also moments of their life, their emotions. By the time he would get his hands on them, he would’ve learned to know his target more intimately than other Inquisitors.

Just imagine this kind of power used for evil. Sensing all the little moments of fear and doubt and anger that would linger in places where a Jedi-on-the-run had stayed. All their loss and trauma and terror at what awaits them if caught, the doubts that must sneak into their mind, questioning their choices, the Jedi teachings, even the Light Side and Force itself. All the shame of failing others, all the cowardly choices they had to make to survive.

He would barely even need to use any violence to break them. He could sink a knife straight into their vulnerabilities and twist with just words until their confidence and willpower was gone. Imagine how terrifying it would be to face someone who you’ve never met, but who somehow knows intimate things about you, can talk about your vulnerable moments where nobody else was present. 

But also imagine the effect on the user. Every Inquisitor is a broken Jedi, stuck re-enacting the trauma they suffered through others. But for Cal to use his gift would truly mean re-living the past he should’ve left behind as an Inquisitor. Other Inquisitors might have the mercy of the Dark Side making them ultimately forget who they were once, their new persona taking over. For Cal, that would never truly happen - every time he read an object touched by a Jedi, he would live a moment of their life.  Again and again, he would re-live his own past emotions and his intimate connection to his targets would make the entire process much more emotionally charged.

Would the psychometry help keep some spark of Light alive inside him, connecting him to his own past in a way that can’t be severed? I think it would certainly make him more vulnerable to doubts and give him a greater chance to turn back. I wonder how Vader would view a skill like that - I think he could see how it could become a weakness, but at the same time it would be far too useful and rare of a gift to throw away. I think the Empire would work hard indeed to keep Cal on their side and broken and brainwashed. I imagine other Inquisitors would be ordered to keep a special eye on him, and step in if he ever betrayed signs of his loyalty faltering…

But then again, maybe the psychometry itself would become the ultimate motivator for staying on the Dark Side. Maybe the pain of endlessly reliving his past would make Cal especially desperate to “kill the past” like Kylo Ren would say, to destroy the weak boy whose pain and grief would continue to haunt him. Maybe the only way to handle the life of Jedi hunter would be to completely cut his past self away, create a new persona entirely like Vader and Kylo did, maybe even with a mask that could hide the emotions that cross his face when sensing a particularly powerful echo. For Cal, the torture inflicted on his targets would always be two-way, and only embracing the Dark Side could make it tolerable. Learning to receive sadistic pleasure from the suffering of his targets, but also at the same time, from the knowledge that every torture inflicted on his captures would also further destroy the young Padawan once named Cal Kestis who still lingered inside him and kept him weak - if only that side of him would die, he would never have to suffer again when his fingers  accidentally brushed against a lightsaber belonging to a Jedi and was suddenly again taken back to the days when he was safe and happy training under Jaro Tapal and knew nothing of Order 66 and Empire and years spent hiding and guilt that breaks you faster than the torture chamber.

[countessren]

STAR WARS DIALOGUE PROMPTS

1. “You can’t always do everything on your own”

2. “That’s not how the force works”

3. “Everything I have built, and you would dare to betray me?”

4. “Don’t look at me like that”

5. “How very romantic of you” “I try my best, sweetheart”

6. “Are you capable of saying more than one word?”

7. “Let’s make a deal” “No thank you, I prefer living”

8. “Don’t do this”

9. “You’re more than a man behind a mask you know”

10. “Could you give me a hand?” “I could, but will I?”

11. “You don’t know me”

12. “I love you” “I know”

13. “Give me one good reason why I should trust you”

14. “I would do anything for you, you know that right?”

15. “Can you stay, please?” “Of course”

16. “You can’t be serious right? You expect me to do the impossible”

17. “I need more than one drink to put up with your crap”

18. “We are stranded here together, so we may as well work together to get off this rock alive”

19. “I’m too tired to deal with all your negativity”

20. “Who did this to you?”

21. “What do you mean that ‘you broke the ship’?”

22. “In this profession, you get used to people leaving you”

23. “Why are you so insistent on me wearing this?”

24. “You need to sleep”

25. “Don’t. Move.”

26. “Don’t you die on me”

27. “I’m sorry…I’m so, so sorry”

28. “I know you hate me, but this is taking it too far”

29. “I don’t care what you think of me, I only care about what others would think of us”

30. “I want you to promise me that you will come back to me alive” “You know me, I’ll try”

31. “Stay close to me”

32. “If we get caught, just know that I will blame you”

33. “You are mine and mine only, understand?”

34. “Move” “Make me”

35. “You will regret ever hurting her, that I promise you”

36. “You never cared about me before, so why start caring now?” “…because I love you”

37. “Give me a chance to make it up to you” “I did, and you blew it”

38. “Why should I trust you” “Because I just saved your life, and showing some respect would be nice”

39. “You’re injured” “I’m fine”

40. “Tell me something, why is it that you always come to me to fix your problems?”

41. “H-Help me…please”

42. “I can’t…you’re asking too much of me”

43. “If there is one thing I have learned, it’s that you don’t underestimate me”

44. “If you move that blaster an inch closer to my face you are going to lose that hand”

45. “If you don’t let her go right now, I swear I will break every bone in your body”

46. “My life would be so much harder without you”

47. “You almost died, you…you stopped breathing”

48. “If we are going to work together, can you at least have more than a one-word conversation with me?” “No”

49. “I can’t let you do this alone”

50. “Thank you for opening up to me, I’m proud of you”

51. “Tell me what to do” “Don’t leave me”

52. “I’ve definitely seen more stranger things than this”

53. “Don’t move too much, you’ll hurt yourself”

54. “I can’t believe you”

55. “Tell me something I don’t know” “Your eye twitches when you get annoyed” “Only because it’s you that annoys me”

56. “Just…don’t do anything stupid” “I’ll try but I can’t guarantee anything”

57. “Let. Her. Go”

58. “Don’t tell me what to do” “Well someone has to otherwise you’ll likely get yourself killed”

59. “Would you like me to be honest or would you like me to sugarcoat it for you?” “Sugarcoat it” “Okay then, well…I can’t do this, we’re screwed”

60. “Is that my shirt?” “You can’t prove anything”

61. “I think he likes you”

62. “I’m the best damn pilot in the galaxy” “I think you missed putting the word ‘second’ in there somewhere”

63. “Where are you taking me?” “You need to relax more. You need to see the world around you, and find some sort of peace within yourself…even if it is just for a little while”

64. “Tell me why I should stay” “Because I need you…I…I’m not good with this sort of stuff”

65. “Under no circumstances are you to leave this ship. You’ll hurt yourself even more”

66. “I’ve collected many bounties, but you are by far the strangest” “I’ll pretend not to be offended by that”

67. “I’m sorry I couldn’t get to you sooner” “I’m alive, aren’t I? You had perfect timing”

68. “Don’t leave me alone, please. Not after…”

69. “Sleep, you’ve done enough for today”

70. “It’s pretty cozy in here” “We are in a holding cell” “I was trying to lighten up the mood, you just had to ruin it didn’t you”

71. “People assume that I’m not easily approachable. They are right, but still, they assume”

72. “These children adore you” “All you have to do is listen, and be attentive instead of using brute force half of the time” “Brute force is all I know” “That’s not what I see when you are with the kid”

73. “If I have to listen to one more damn excuse, I’m walking out of this room”

74. “The force works in mysterious ways”

75. “I can…I can um…give you hand…if you would like”

76. “What do I have to do in order for you to see that everything that I have done, I have done for you”

77. “That doesn’t go there” “Then where does it go?” “Not there! Put it back where you found it” “I found it right here!”

78. “I could be lying in a nice, warm and cozy bed right now. But no. Instead, I am stuck shivering in the freezing cold snow with you”

79. “Black doesn’t suit you” “It’s my uniform” “I meant what I said”

80. “One day. One day I’ll see who is behind that helmet” “In your dreams” “Maybe”

81. “If you lay one more hand on her, I swear I will tear you apart”

82. “It’s only a few bruises” “A few bruises too many”

83. “I’ll be fine. You need to focus on the mission at hand”

84. “I would rather die than tell you anything” “Well, don’t make my job any easier”

85. “I can’t lose you” “You won’t…you never will”

86. “All I want you to do is listen to me…I just…you always manage to get hurt and I…just please”

87. “I need you to know that you mean everything to me”

88. “You’re freezing” “I’m fine”

89. “How is it that you always manage to get me to defend your impulsive actions?”

90. “Pretend that there is no one else here but us”

91. “A lightsabre is one of the most dangerous weapons in the galaxy, you shouldn’t wield it around like its a toy”

92. “Put that down!”

93. “I’ve never felt like this before” “Like what?” “Like I’m going to be suffocated by your arms around my chest”

94. “You’re lying to me” “About what?” “About the compressor. It’s not broken, you just want me to ‘fix it’ so you can spend time with me”

95. “Don’t drag me into this, you dug this hole yourself”

96. “When this is over, I’m going to marry you” “I would certainly hope so, you dragged me into this in the first place”

97. “I love you more than words can say”

98. “Promise me one thing: that you will stay by my side no matter what is thrown our way. I promise, I will protect you from every threat, every danger, and from everyone that wishes to harm you”

99. “Don’t drop that, if you do you might blow up the planet”

100. “I’m not leaving you here…not this time. I love you”

Characters I write for: Cal Kestis, Han Solo, Kylo Ren, Artimage Hux, Poe Dameron, Cassian Andor, Anakin Skywalker, The Mandalorian, Luke Skywalker, Finn, Obi-Wan Kenobi.

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