Hey girly could you possibly write for Gemini and how him and his s/o met through a collaboration together with some friends ?
first encounters | gemini
pairing: gemini x fem! rapper! reader
genre: fluff
wc: 1.1k
summary: when y/n performs at waterbomb with lee hwimin, gemini takes notice and asks her to collaborate in the studio. a blossoming connection unfolds between the two artists.
author's note: i had to do some research because i wasn't really familiar with him. once i did, i fell in love with his music and became a fan. highly recommend for more people to listen to him. to the person that requested, i hope you enjoy this and thank you so much for requesting. this was fun to write. <33
It all started at Waterbomb Festival, but not the way you’d think.
Yes, I was on stage, dripping wet, singing my heart out with my usual energy. But this time, I wasn’t just on stage for my solo set. I had the honor of performing alongside Lee Hwimin. He and I had worked together a few times before, and the crowd went wild as we dropped a track we’d been working on for weeks. The chemistry between us was electric—his producing skills and my vocals meshed perfectly. The crowd felt it, and we fed off the hype.
What I didn’t know at the time was that someone else in the crowd was paying very close attention.
That someone? Gemini.
I later found out that Gemini and Hwimin had been friends for years. They’d grown up in the same neighborhood, bonded over music since high school, and had collaborated on various tracks over the years. Hwimin had always spoken highly of him—talked about Gemini’s laid-back nature, how he had this quiet confidence about him, and how his sound was unique and raw. But what he never mentioned? How the guy could get completely flustered around someone he was into.
I wouldn’t find that out until later.
A few days after the festival, I opened my DMs and saw a message from none other than Gemini himself.
“Hey, saw your performance with Hwimin at Waterbomb. You two killed it. I’ve been meaning to ask, would you be down to collab sometime? I think we’d vibe well 🤍 - Gemini”
It was simple, no fluff, no hype. Just straight to the point. And honestly? That’s what I liked. I shot him a message back, agreeing to meet up. He was professional, no beating around the bush. That kind of confidence was refreshing.
We set a date to meet at a studio.
The first time we met, it was... awkward. But in that charming, “we’re both professionals and this could work” kind of way.
Gemini walked into the studio with his usual calm demeanor—hoodie, slides, that quiet energy that made him seem like he wasn’t trying too hard, but still clearly had everything together. I was already there, going over some tracks, looking down at my phone to hide my nerves.
He greeted me with a simple “Hey” as he set down his bag. I returned the greeting and gave him a nod. Then we both stood there for a beat, not really sure what to do next.
“So… we start with the basics, or do you want to dive into ideas?” I asked, trying to keep things casual.
He smiled—just a little—and shrugged. “No rush. I think I’m good either way.”
We got to work, but the first hour was full of the usual “no, you go first” and awkward laughs when we kept cutting each other off. But slowly, as we started to play around with beats, things started clicking. He started layering his own ideas, then I’d add a few of mine. We bounced off each other in a way that felt natural, not forced.
It didn’t take long before we got comfortable—laughing over bad lyrics, remixing loops, and getting into the groove. I could see why Hwimin had always spoken so highly of him—he was a perfectionist in the best way. But he was also down-to-earth, no pretentiousness about him.
Over the next few weeks, we continued working together. Every session felt like it was getting easier, more fun. We’d spend hours building tracks, fine-tuning melodies, and getting into deep conversations about our favorite music, the industry, and everything in between.
But during one of the sessions, I noticed something—Gemini started acting a little... off. Not in a bad way, just... a little more flustered than usual. He’d glance at me when I wasn’t looking, his cheeks going a bit pink when I laughed at something he said. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but it was like he was holding back.
Then, one night, after we wrapped up another track, he did something unexpected.
“Hey, um... I was wondering…” he started, his voice a little quieter than usual, “If you’re free, would you want to go to an art museum with me? Like, as a date...?”
I blinked, not sure if I heard him correctly. He was nervous, and it was honestly kind of adorable.
I smiled, giving him an easy response. “Sure. Send me the details.”
The night of the date, I could tell Gemini was a little nervous when he picked me up. He showed up at my door, wearing a simple jacket and jeans, but there was this added nervous energy to him that made me smile. His eyes were a little wider than usual, and he kept glancing at me like he wasn’t sure where to put his hands. When he opened the door for me, his gaze lingered just a second too long.
“You look…” he stammered, visibly flustered, “You look amazing.”
It was cute, the way he was trying not to let his feelings show, but I could see it. He was trying to keep it cool, but I could tell I had caught him off guard. And honestly, it made me like him even more.
The museum date was perfect. We walked through exhibits, exchanging thoughts on the art, making little jokes about the pieces we didn’t get, and stealing glances at each other when we thought the other wasn’t looking.
Somewhere between the sculptures and paintings, he quietly admitted that he had been into me since we first met through Hwimin. That he’d found something about me—how I carried myself, how focused I was on the music—really intriguing.
I told him the feeling was mutual. That his quiet confidence was something I admired. The chemistry was there, and it was undeniable.
By the end of the night, it wasn’t just the tracks we’d made that had me hooked—it was him.
Now? We’re still making music. Still creating together. And every time I hear one of our songs, I remember that first awkward meeting in the studio, the nervous date night, and how, somehow, it all just fit.
Hiii🤭could you write for Gemini where him and the reader unwind after a long day by just having a warm bath
soothing touch | gemini
pairing: established relationship! bf! gemini x fem! reader
wc: 1.5k
genre: fluff (a bit suggestive)
author's note: thank you sm for requesting! hope you enjoy! <333
You step through the door, the familiar scent of home greeting you, but it does little to lift the weight of the day that lingers on your shoulders. Work had been a blur—long hours, tense meetings, and a constant rush to get everything done. As soon as you step inside, you hear soft footsteps coming toward you, and you look up to find Jae-Min standing in the hallway.
His eyes lock onto yours, and before you can even speak, he’s already sensing something off. “Bad day?” His voice is soft, filled with that quiet concern that always makes you feel like you’re the most important thing in the room.
You nod, the exhaustion hitting you like a wave. “Yeah… just a long one,” you admit, your shoulders slumping as you finally allow yourself to acknowledge how drained you truly feel.
Without hesitation, Jae-Min moves toward you. He reaches out, gently taking your hands in his. “Sit down for a moment,” he suggests. “Let me take care of you.”
You follow his lead, grateful for his gentle guidance. As you sit down on the couch, you kick off your shoes, feeling the cool air against your sore feet. You let out a soft sigh of relief, the small act of sitting down already feeling like a small luxury.
Jae-Min smiles at you with that soft, knowing look. “I’ll get a bath ready for you. Rest your feet while I take care of it.” His words are warm, calming, and you feel a sense of comfort wash over you.
He steps away, his movements fluid as he goes to prepare the bath. You watch him for a moment as he fills the tub with warm water, the sound of the water running mixing with the quiet music playing softly in the background. He arranges a few candles around the bathroom, their flickering light casting a soft glow. You can already smell the soothing scent of lavender filling the air, and it’s enough to make your body relax even further.
You take a deep breath, leaning back against the cushions of the couch, allowing yourself to sink into the softness. The day still feels heavy, but the weight is beginning to lift, piece by piece. After a few moments, Jae-Min returns, his gaze meeting yours with a soft, affectionate look.
“The water’s ready,” he says, his voice gentle but firm, as though he knows this is exactly what you need. He extends his hand toward you, helping you to your feet.
You move slowly, still feeling the weight of the day on your body, but his presence is like a balm, soothing the last remnants of tension. He leads you to the bathroom, his hand on the small of your back as he guides you to the tub.
The steam rises in gentle swirls from the water, and you can feel the heat beckoning you. You step into the tub, the warmth enveloping your body like a long-lost embrace. The water feels perfect, not too hot, just the right amount of heat to loosen the tightness in your muscles.
Jae-Min watches you with a soft smile as you settle in. He sits on the edge of the tub, his fingers lightly brushing the water’s surface. “How’s the temperature?” he asks, his voice filled with that deep care he always shows.
“It’s perfect,” you reply, leaning back into the tub, letting the warmth of the water begin to melt away the stress that had been weighing on you. The light flickering from the candles around the room casts gentle shadows, and the soft music in the background completes the serene atmosphere.
Without missing a beat, Jae-Min reaches for a washcloth and gently begins to tend to your tired shoulders. His hands are warm, his touch slow and deliberate, each movement comforting and soothing. He works in silence, only the soft sound of the water and his gentle hum filling the space. You close your eyes, letting yourself sink into the feeling of being cared for, knowing that, for this moment, you are free from the weight of the world.
His hands move from your shoulders to your neck, his fingers tracing slow, comforting circles. "You deserve to be taken care of," he murmurs, his breath warm against your skin. “I’m here for you.”
You let out a soft sigh, completely surrendering to his touch, feeling the tension slip away as the warmth of the bath and the gentleness of his care begin to envelop you completely. The outside world no longer matters. In this space, with Jae-Min by your side, everything feels just right.
You settle into the warmth of the water, your body beginning to relax as the soothing heat works its magic. The soft flicker of the candles around the room and the calming scent of lavender create an almost dreamlike atmosphere, and for a moment, it feels like everything outside this moment doesn’t exist. Jae-Min’s hands, warm and gentle, massage the tension from your shoulders, each movement sending waves of comfort through your exhausted body.
As his fingers trace slow, soothing circles along your skin, you close your eyes, completely enveloped by his touch and the serene surroundings. Yet, a part of you craves more—craves his closeness, craves the comfort of being even more wrapped up in his presence. The water is already warm, the room is calm, and you can’t help but feel that the moment would be even more special with him next to you, sharing this peacefulness together.
You glance up at him, his focused gaze on the movements of his hands as he continues to work on your shoulders. There’s a softness in his expression, but you notice the slight tension in his posture, as though he’s holding himself back from fully joining you in the tub. The thought of his body in the water with you, his arms around you, the warmth of him mingling with the heat of the bath… it feels like exactly what you need.
A soft smile tugs at your lips, and you speak in a tone that is both playful and affectionate. “You know… it’d be even better if you joined me,” you say, your voice low, just above a whisper, but filled with an unspoken invitation.
Jae-Min’s hands pause, his gaze flickering up to meet yours, his eyes dark with unspoken thoughts. For a brief moment, you catch a flicker of hesitation, but then the corner of his mouth curls upward, his expression softening in that familiar way that makes your heart skip a beat.
“You sure you want me to join you?” he asks, his voice low, almost teasing, but there’s a warmth behind the words that tells you he’s more than willing to be there with you, if only you say the word.
You nod, your eyes never leaving his, the playful invitation still lingering in the air between you. “I think it would make this even more amazing.”
He chuckles softly, his laughter a deep, soothing sound that fills the quiet space. Slowly, he stands, his gaze locked onto yours as he begins to unbutton his shirt, the movement deliberate and slow, a teasing rhythm that makes your pulse quicken. You watch him undress, the soft glow of the candles dancing across his skin, and as he strips away the last of his clothes, he steps toward you with a quiet confidence.
Jae-Min slides into the tub behind you, the water rippling gently as he settles in. The warmth of his body mingles with yours, and you can’t help but sigh in contentment as he pulls you closer, his arms enveloping you in a tender embrace. You lean back against his chest, the familiar comfort of his presence surrounding you, and you feel your entire body relax even further, the weight of the day finally melting away.
His lips brush your neck as he whispers softly, “You were right. This is amazing.”
You turn your head slightly to meet his eyes, a smile dancing on your lips as you nestle into him. The water is warm, his body even warmer, and in this shared quiet, with the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat against your back, you feel completely at peace.
For a moment, neither of you speak, the air charged with a quiet intensity that’s unmistakable. And then, without warning, you turn fully in his arms, your lips seeking his. The kiss is soft at first, a gentle exploration, but it quickly deepens, the tenderness turning into something more urgent. His hands move to your face, holding you as if he’s afraid you might slip away, while yours tangle in his damp hair, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss.
The world outside the bathroom vanishes as you lose yourself in the sensation of him—the heat of his lips against yours, the feel of his hands on your skin, the quiet rhythm of your hearts beating in sync. In this moment, everything feels like it’s falling perfectly into place, a seamless connection, tender and passionate all at once.
As the kiss lingers, slow and unhurried, the water around you seems to fade, and it’s just the two of you, wrapped in warmth, closeness, and a shared quiet desire that speaks louder than words ever could.
Could you write about wear the reader lost her matching necklace with Gemini and like suddenly later on in the day Gemini buys her a new one since he noticed tye necklace wasn't on her neck
my missing piece | gemini
pairing: bf! gemini x fem! reader
genre: fluff word count: 621
contains: nothing explicit. sweet fluff only.
author's note: school has been busy for me lately. lots of exams and labs had to be done these past couple weeks. i hope you enjoy and thank you so much for requesting ♡♡♡
The park was quiet, save for the occasional chirp of birds and the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze. You sat cross-legged on a soft plaid blanket, sunlight kissing your cheeks as you helped unpack the snacks. Jae-Min sat beside you, lazily biting into a rice ball he made that morning.
It was one of those slow, peaceful afternoons. No rush, no distractions. Just you, him, the warmth of the sun, and the occasional nudge of his knee against yours like he couldn’t stop touching you—even in the most subtle ways.
But something tugged at the edge of his mind as he watched you laugh while struggling to open a stubborn juice bottle.
Then it hit him.
He tilted his head slightly. “Where’s your necklace?”
You blinked. “Huh?”
He motioned gently to your neck. “Your chain. The one that matches mine.”
Your hand shot up to your chest—and your heart dropped.
“No…” You patted your collarbone, your collar, your pockets. “I—I had it this morning. I swear I did.”
He watched silently as you dug through your bag, anxiety rising like heat in your chest. That necklace meant a lot. You and Jae-Min had picked them out together—simple, matching chains with a tiny charm shaped like a crescent moon, yours resting to the left, his to the right.
“I must’ve lost it on the walk here,” you said, shoulders drooping as you finally gave up the search. “Damn it.”
Jae-Min set his food down and leaned toward you, resting a hand lightly on your thigh. “Hey,” he said gently, “It’s okay. Really.”
You glanced up at him, lips pressed together. “It doesn’t feel okay.”
He offered a small, knowing smile. “Then let’s finish the picnic first. We’ll figure it out after, yeah?”
You nodded, trying to smile back. But your mood had sunk, and he could tell.
A little while later, as the sun dipped a little lower in the sky and a soft golden hue settled over everything, Jae-Min stretched and stood.
“I’ll be right back,” he said. “Stay put, don’t pack up yet.”
“What? Where are you going?” you called after him, but he only smiled and jogged off toward the parking lot, hoodie flapping behind him.
Fifteen minutes later, he returned—slightly breathless, holding something behind his back.
You raised an eyebrow. “Did you… go get more snacks?”
He knelt beside you, eyes soft. “Close.”
Then he pulled his hand forward and revealed a small velvet box. You stared.
“Jae-Min…”
“Open it,” he said, a little shy now.
Inside was a necklace nearly identical to your old one. The same silver chain, same crescent moon charm. But this one had something extra—your initials engraved in tiny script along the curve of the moon. And on the back of the charm, one simple word: “Yours.”
You looked up at him with wide eyes, already tearing up.
“I noticed it was gone as soon as you sat down,” he said softly. “You always play with it when you’re thinking. I figured… you’d feel weird without it. So I called the little jewelry stand near the entrance. They had one left.”
You were speechless.
So he lifted the necklace gently from the box and moved closer. “Can I?”
You nodded, hair falling to one side as he clasped it around your neck.
The charm fell right where the old one used to.
“There,” he whispered, fingers brushing your skin. “Still yours.”
You leaned forward, wrapped your arms around him tightly, and buried your face in his chest.
He held you, swaying just a little. “Next time,” he murmured, “we’ll get matching ones again. Maybe with the baby’s initial too.”
You laughed wetly. “You’re getting ahead of yourself.”
“I know,” he said, smiling into your hair. “But I can’t help it. I love everything that’s yours.”
And in that golden-hour hug, on a quiet patch of grass with crumbs and sunshine and new memories, you felt whole again.
You were halfway through your second trimester, and your body had started to ache in new, unpredictable ways. Some mornings your ankles felt stiff, and other days your back begged for mercy. But in all of that, there was one constant: Jae-Min.
The soft sound of acoustic guitar filtered through the apartment as he sat on the living room floor, playing an unfinished melody. He always kept the volume low now—said he didn’t want the baby to get used to loud music. "Let them feel peace before chaos," he joked.
You waddled out of the bedroom, wrapped in one of his oversized hoodies, hand resting instinctively on your bump.
He looked up the second he saw you and smiled. “Good morning, Mama,” he said gently, placing his guitar aside and patting the couch. “Come here. You okay?”
“Back’s killing me,” you mumbled as you eased yourself down beside him.
Without a word, Jae-Min shifted behind you and started gently massaging your lower back. He’d gotten good at it. You suspected he’d watched a few tutorial videos when you weren’t looking.
“You didn’t sleep well again, huh?” he asked, voice low and comforting.
You shook your head. “She was doing gymnastics in there.”
He chuckled and leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder. “She’s already got your energy.”
“Don’t blame me if she kicks you next.”
“I hope she does,” he said with a smirk. “Means she’s strong.”
You leaned your head back against his chest, and he cradled your belly from behind, hands warm and careful.
"Did you eat yet?" he murmured. "I made toast and scrambled eggs. No coffee though, just the dumb raspberry leaf tea you hate."
“I’ll suffer through it if you made it,” you teased.
He laughed again, but the sound was quiet, almost reverent. "I’d suffer through anything for you two.”
There was a soft silence after that—comfortable, easy. His fingertips made slow, thoughtful circles on the curve of your stomach.
"You think she’ll like music?” you asked.
Jae-Min nodded. “I’ll sing her to sleep every night if she lets me.” He rested his cheek against your temple. “But for now… I just want you to feel okay.”
And in that moment, with the sun beginning to peek through the curtains and his arms around you and your daughter nestled safely between you, you did.
Summary: In which Eli Vanto’s adopted little sister meets Leutient Thrawn at her brother’s graduation and is immediately enchanted.
Chapter 1: A Rare Find
“Grand frère!‘‘ Eli nearly jumped at the sound of his sister’s voice. During his time at the Academy, he often spoke to his sister (though in private), and nowhere she was running at full speed towards him. He almost didn’t react in time his catch his sister.
“Hey, there sweet pea.’‘ He hugged his sister tight. Ever since they found his adopted sister wandering around town a few years ago. Eli’s father decided to take her in and make her a Vanto. His little sister snuggled against him, much to his embarrassment,.
“I am so proud of Eli! Maman and Papa should be here in a few minutes. They said they we might go out to eat! I cannot wait to see Coruscant.’‘ His sister climbed off him. Eli couldn’t help but smile. She was always so bubbly. The holos that she sent from home were always with her and gaggle of friends.
“I don’t know about that Giselle. You know how Mom and Dad feel about being here.’‘ Eli said putting her down. Her black hair was done in a loose ponytail… and… was that a tiara she was wearing? How the hell did she get that? The Vanto family was well-off, but not that well off.
“Elle, sweetie! Are you with your brother?’‘ Eli heard the voice of his mother calling out. Giselle turned around, “Maman je suis là! Je suis avec Eli!*‘‘ She called in her native tongue. Eli watched as his parents walked over to where and his little sister was.
“We talked about this Giselle. You know we can’t understand you when you talk that in that nonsense.’‘ Eli’s mother said. His father, not too far from his wife, walked up and hugged his son.
“Congratulations son. We’re proud of you.’‘ He said releasing his son from his hug. Giselle hugged her brother and held tight to his arm. His parents stood awkwardly as the silence set in. His, usually talkative sister stood quietly too.
‘‘So…’‘ His mother began, ‘‘Is it true?’‘ Eli winced. He had hoped that wouldn’t come up. Eli had hoped that his family would tell him how proud they were and then get out.
‘‘Yeah, it’s true.’‘ His parents visibly flinched at the thought of their eldest son being an aide to an alien officer. The Vantos held a standard in the Outer Rim, and it was already being talked about with their friends. Giselle in her usually naive manner turned with wide eyes.
“About Monsieur Thrawn? You have talked about him before.’’ Giselle said innocently. Her innocence was something that people found charming. Her wide-eyed view of the world. Innocence was something found in short of supply in the Empire. Like Eli, that innocence would soon fade, but if his mother had anything to with it his sister would remain as naive as a newborn until she died.
“You know about him, Elle?’‘ His father asked with wide eyes. Eli bit his, lip. He shouldn’t have told her about Thrawn. But then again who could he complain to without his parents knowing. Giselle nodded, she looked up and saw a familiar face. It was Thrawn, and his sister was already running towards him. Panic immediately weld up in Eli. This was one of her flaws. She was way too friendly. On some days she was caught talking to stormtroopers on the occasion. Protective instincts rose up in Eli as he watched her interact with the Chiss.
“Monsieur Thrawn! Je suis Giselle! Je suis la souer d’ Eli. S’il vous plaît rencountrer mes parents.’’ Thrawn watched as a young girl around eighteen come barling towards him. He had his name mixed with the language he did not recognize. She stopped in her tracks. He watched as an air of friendliness came from the girl. Looking at the girl he noticed the rosy cheeks and wide smile that graced her faced. Her gown and tiara gave away her staus of someone of high social standing. Though her dress was that of the not of the usual fashion of Coruscant. He looked down at the girl, and like a light bulb, he recognized her. It was Eli’s younger sister. He couldn’t remember her name… Elle was it?
‘‘I’m sorry, but I do not understand you,’‘ Thrawn said bowing his head slightly. The girl giggled. It was obvious that she didn’t care to talk to a non-human. She tucked a stray hair behind her hair.
“I am sorry,’‘ She said switching to Basic. Her accent was not like Eli’s where one could see that he came from Wild Space, but his sister talked with an accent Thrawn had not heard before. Her native tongue was free-flowing, carefree and passionate. Her accent was thick and he almost could not understand it himself. It sounded like she had only just started to learn Basic a year or so ago. Her voice high and windy, chime-like.
“It is not a problem, are you Eli’s sister? I recognized your voice.’‘ The girl smiled and nodded. Without any hesitation, she grabbed his hand and started to drag him over to where Eli and his family were standing. A look of embarrassment over Eli’s face, his parents, Thrawn noticed stiffened at the sight of their daughter practically dragging the alien to them.
I swear Giselle’s friendliness is going to bite in the back you one day. Eli thought bitterly. He watched as his sister dragged Thrawn over to his family. Her face in a full-blown smile. Thrawn didn’t seem to mind at all much to Eli’s surprise. Though his parents… he watched as their faces go from surprise to shock.
‘‘ My name is Giselle, I am Eli’s little sister. The Vantos took me in a couple of years ago.’‘ She said proudly. Eli and his father unconsciously stepped closer to the youngest member of the family. Eli’s mother stiffened and placed a hand on her daughter’s shoulder.
“Yes, we adopted her a couple of years ago. Her parents were friends of ours, unfortunately, they passed away. We took in her in.’‘ It was a story they had rehearsed many times. Thrawn nodded, and much to Eli’s chagrin he knew that Thrawn could spot a lie from a million miles away. He nodded as if he accepted the story. Thrawn noticed this protectiveness. It was something only natural, Thrawn had noticed. Many of the young ladies of Coruscant often had companions chaperoning them. Eli had to explain it was a way of preserving their honor. Thrawn gave a small bow gave a smiled.
‘‘You are extremely kind to take her in. Your kindness has extended to Eli he has been gracious in my learning here at the Academy.’‘ He said smoothly. He watched as Eli’s mother puff up a little with pride. His father gave a nod towards him. Eli watched Giselle as she slipped from his grasp.
‘‘They have been very kind to me. I cannot repay their kindness.’‘ Giselle said. Her boldness caught Thrawn of guard by taking his hand. It was a gesture he was not used to. It not usually among the Chiss for public displays of affection, that was usually held in private it was only something done between partners, never with complete strangers.
‘‘Eli told me how everything. I know how it feels to be alone in a strange world. When the Vantos found me I had no idea where I was. The only thing I knew was that name is Giselle. My memories came back in time.’’ The young lady explained. It was rare that he was offered sympathy for his ‘‘plight’‘. Often times when people were told of his ‘‘rescue’‘ it was met with awe and often fake sympathy. It was a rare find indeed. The expression of compassion on her face was genuine. Uncharaceristly, Thrawn gave her hand small squeeze before letting go. He could also see how naive she was. Perhaps it was the way she was raised. He didn’t know where she had come from before becoming to the Vantos. Thrawn would not lie, he found it rather amusing about her wide-eyed view of the world. He found it rather refreshing. He watched as Eli scooted closer to her.
‘‘Well… uh. It was nice meeting you Lieutenet Thrawn.’‘ Eli’s mother said stiffly. Eli knew that his parents were uncomfortable with being on a Core World planet, and their son being an aide to a non-human… and was Thrawn flirting with his sister?! He couldn’t believe. The faster they got out of here, the better. There was no way that his sister would be involved with him! It wasn’t uncommon for navy men to have relationships with civilians… but this was his sister! His sister who saw the good in everyone, despite what everyone else thought. Giselle had little knowledge of the Empire, and how it worked. She didn’t understand the implications of what would happen it would be in a relationship with Thrawn. And… neither did Thrawn. Did Chiss court outside of their own? Would he understand what would happen to his family if word got out… Eli shook his head. Thrawn wouldn’t be that stupid… then again it was Thrawn.
‘‘ It was nice to meet you too, especially Miss Giselle.’‘ Thrawn said. He took Giselle’s hand and lifted it to his lips, giving it a light kiss. Eli felt rage surge through him. How could he do that? Calming down he knew Thrawn was just mimicking what he saw many times at parties. His parents were the first to leave, his mother giving him a hug and told him to write often. His father shook his hand and told him good luck and that he always a Comlink call away. Giselle was the last one.
“Goodbye grand frère. Goodbye Monsieur Thrawn.’’ She hugged Eli. She didn’t want to let go. It had been so long since she had seen her brother. Eli gave his sister a tight hug.
‘‘ You be good sweet pea. Don’t cause mom and dad any trouble.’‘ He said with a sad smile. Giselle gave her brother a kiss on the cheek before turning to Thrawn.
‘‘Keep my brother safe. I know it can be scary out there. Don’t hesitate to call or write if you get bored with my brother.’‘ She giggled. Eli winced internally as she said that. A smile spread across Thrawn’s face.
‘‘ I would be happy to,’‘ Thrawn said giving Giselle a smile. Eli watched as his sister caughter up with her parents, she turned and called out,
“Que Dieu bénisse votre voyage!’’ Thrawn watched as Giselle went away with her parents. He turned to Eli.
“What did she say? I am not familiar with her language.’‘ He said. Thrawn watched Eli think about to way. It was obvious that he wasn’t used to her native tongue, but it was obvious he knew some of it.
‘‘Uh, something about blessing our journey.’‘ Eli said, ‘‘ It’s really a good luck thing. Come on we need to get our orders.’‘ He said. Eli couldn’t help but worry about his sister and what she was entering into.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Mortal Kombat (Video Games), Mortal Kombat - All Media Types
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Raiden/Original Female Character(s), Sonya Blade & Johnny Cage, Kung Jin/Original Male Character, Jacqui Briggs/Takeda Takahashi, Original Female Character/?
Characters: Raiden (Mortal Kombat), Dark Raiden (Mortal Kombat), Fujin (Mortal Kombat), Scorpion (Mortal Kombat), Liu Kang, Kung Lao, Kung Jin, Kuai Liang | Sub-Zero, Cassandra "Cassie" Cage, Jacqui Briggs, Takahashi Takeda, Takahashi Kenshi, Sonya Blade, Johnny Cage, Jade (Mortal Kombat), Kitana (Mortal Kombat), Jackson "Jax" Briggs, Reptile (Mortal Kombat), Ermac (Mortal Kombat)
Additional Tags: Shipping will happen later, at this point canon is non existent, i am writing at my whim, if there are plot holes, there are going to be plot holes, Mother-Daughter Relationship
Summary:
Isabeau Lewis grew up in a small fishing village in Wales. Living with her mother on the outskirts of the village, they had a peaceful existence. Isabeau never knew life outside of her village until a man from her mother's past shows up at the doorstep one day. Now pulled into a world her mother tried to protect her from she has to find a to stay alive in this new world.
