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I asked for something to draw on Discord and @laciefuyu requested Bariss and Luminara, so here they are! 

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When you've eliminated then impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, is the truth.

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The Proud Master and the Lost Padawan

I’m curious to know what people’s thoughts are so let’s discuss.... How would you all imagine Luminara and Barriss’s reunion post temple bombing?

I personally like to think it would be the complete opposite of the Obi-wan/Anakin confrontation in that Luminara would immediately assume guilt and she’d do everything she could to reach out to her student and help her back into the Light. I have a hard time believing that she’d raise her lightsaber against her own Padawan unless Barriss made that first move, which I also seriously doubt. Meanwhile, I think Barriss on the other hand, would be mortified about her Master knowing the truth. I truly believe that Barriss’s plan was to never be uncovered for she knew how devastating the truth would be for the one person we know for a fact, she admired. With Obi-wan, we know that Anakin is quick to put the blame on his teacher, where Barriss carries the weight of her actions instead of finger pointing.

I have a theory that Barriss’s intentions (though any rational person would agree that killing innocent people is not okay) were to simply cause a disturbance to get the Jedi Order thinking. Say what you will, but her confession rang with truth about how contradictory the Clone War was in the grand scheme of things. Barriss did not foresee her accompliance going soft on Ahsoka and that’s where it all came crashing. Ahsoka was never meant to be framed but Barriss was faced with the decision to come clean (and face the consequence of breaking Luminara’s heart) or to let Ahsoka take the hit. Unfortunately for Ahsoka, it was the latter and I think when Ventress got involved, Barriss saw an opportunity to set things right with Ahsoka by framing a former Sith alcolyte.

If you were to watch the “Ventress” and Ahsoka fight, you could see that Barriss was simply trying to knock her out not kill her. Again, not saying that I agree with her decisions, but Barriss knew she needed to make a convincing setup. Y’all gotta remember, we’re talking about two teenage girls who know nothing about coping with trauma properly and have been put through horrifying life/death situations countless times. When that didnt pan out for Barriss either, she had to accept her fate. Do I believe she was drunk with dark side power and thus claiming to like Ventress’s sabers? Yes, but not deep enough to where Anakin would get months later.

If you’ve ever read the Medstar Duology books and the Legends book “The Approaching Storm”, you’d know that Luminara and Barriss do in fact have an affectionate relationship. Luminara can be motherly when she needs to be (it’s even stated in the Legends novel that Barriss will protest of her teacher is too motherly at times) and Barriss studies and works hard to please her Master (can we talk about that amazing lightsaber dance in Legends?!). Both women respect and trust one another completely. I mean they fight in complete synchronization, how could you possibly get any closer as teacher and student?

In the Clone Wars, despite what the haters may say; you can tell with Luminara’s facial expressions that she is genuinely worried over Barriss’s well being even though she believed in her Padawan’s abilities with her whole heart. What the haters fail to see is that as the fortune cookie says in that very episode... “Attachment is not Compassion.” In other words, unlike Anakin, Luminara does not view Barriss as a possession. She sees Barriss as the young lady she is and she said herself that if they were too late in finding them, she’d celebrate her memory. That’s love right there. When you can put aside your selfish desire for another, that’s love.

As Luminara kept telling Anakin, it wasn’t that she gave up, she was just concerned that the possibility of saving the Padawan’s was slim. That didn’t stop her from helping Anakin when they were able to narrow their location down. When Barriss re-surfaces, Luminara’s usual serious facade is immediately replaced with a smile as she calls out to her. Furthermore, it was Luminara who was humble and protective with Ahsoka when Anakin was somewhere else (accepting/apologizing to Ahsoka for not accepting help against Ventress and then helping Ahsoka back up when she nearly falls to a fiery demise) So for people to call Luminara “cold” is just mind boggling to me. Everyone expresses love differently, so God forbid Luminara doesn’t buckle into an emotional mess when things get rough.

Additionally, Luminara does not hold a seat in the Jedi High Council so it could be assumed that the older woman shared Barriss’s resentment towards the Clone Wars. Luminara is constantly wishing she met her comrades in more “peaceful circumstances” and in “Approaching Storm” both Master and Apprentice share their dislike for politics and unnessary violence. If anything Luminara might have been just as frustrated as Barriss was with their constant separation with war time duties. The real tragedy that unlike Anakin and Ahsoka where there was clearly a lot of leeway in the two of them being on missions together (I’m in no way bashing either character, I love them both as well, so don’t come for me there), the Mirilans didn’t have that luxury so Barriss was able to fall before Luminara could do anything about it.

All in all, I feel Luminara would rather die than condemn the girl she knew to be a graceful warrior and a gifted healer. Luminara most likely not forgive her Padawan’s wrongful killing, but as Padme said with Anakin, she’d also still feel that’s still good inside. The poor girl just lost herself and the war she hated so much ripped her Master away from her. Barriss I feel would eventually come down from her dark side high and work hard to redeem herself for her Master.

That’s enough of my ramblings, what do you think? Wish Feloni would give us the complete story we were promised so long ago!

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laciefuyu replied to your post:

THE BALLAD OF SONGBIRDS AND SNAKES SPOILERS JESUS...

@gffa Another friend of mine also said it solid! I am getting it lmao I also glad knowing Collins kept the theme of the book in mind and this basically prepping the THG trilogy well then!

NO REAL SPOILERS IN THIS REPLY only that I will say to anyone wondering if they should pick it up: I absolutely think this book enhances The Hunger Games, both on a worldbuilding level and a character building level, not just for the characters present in the book itself (though, that, too) but for how it puts light on characters like Katniss, how we see both “sides” of the war that has ground down everyone in Panem. There is sympathy for terrible people in this book, but in a way that I felt only highlights that they do not rise above it, we know they won’t, because we know where they are 60-70 years later, and that it’s about how cruelty begets cruelty, that this is a cycle of trauma and abuse that has been doing on for a long time now, and we’re seeing that in action. But it’s also about how the Hunger Games became the spectacle it is, it’s about how things got to the point they were in the original trilogy, it’s sort of horrifying to see so many of the pieces starting to float into place, how it went from this gruesome thing nobody really seemed to like much into the country’s biggest reality show phenomenon. I was wary that a book like this would hold my attention, despite how much I loved THG books, but even having just read a third of it I think it’s a worthy addition.  I’ve seen some mixed reviews, so mileages may vary, but I’m very much in favor of at least giving it a shot.

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This is For You

Wondertrev Secret Santa gift for @laciefuyu

Summary: Steve discovers the meaning of Christmas! Or not. Everything seems to be going wrong for Diana and Steve’s first Christmas together. 

Modern AU. Fluff. 1727 words.

This Is For You by headfulloffantasies

“Steve, what is that?” Steve turned and looked where Diana was pointing.

He barked a laugh. “It’s a Wonder Woman tree topper.” The tiny version of Diana winked on top of the half-decorated Christmas tree in their shared apartment.

With her hair swept up into a ponytail and her arms crossed over a thick red sweater, Diana didn’t much resemble the little warrior on the tree. Diana made a face at the tiny shield and sword her miniature brandished. “Where did you find that?”

Steve smiled as he turned back to unpacking red and blue baubles to string up. “Clark found it last week when we went out shopping.”

“Please tell me he didn’t buy a Superman tree topper.”

“No.” Steve winked. “He got Batman.”

Diana dissolved into laughter. “Lois will love that.”

She flopped down on the couch. Even relaxing in jeans and a sweater Diana was the most beautiful person Steve had ever seen. He was so lucky. In more ways than one. The last Christmas Steve had celebrated was in the middle of a warzone. It was a cold, dark night in a trench sharing the warming effects of whiskey with a couple guys while knowing that just across the way the enemy was doing the same. He had missed Christmas with Diana when they were together in Belgium. The explosion had ripped them apart. 2018 was their first Christmas together.

“Are you going to finish explaining the tree to me?” Diana asked, pulling Steve out of his thoughts.

“How did you live through so many Christmases without knowing what it was about?” Steve quipped.

Diana twisted her fingers together in a knot while avoiding his gaze. “I never celebrated Christmas. It’s supposed to be a time for loved ones. For years I swore not to get involved with humanity.” Diana waved a hand dismissively. “Clark invited me to his parents’ farm one year, but it didn’t feel right.”

Steve joined Diana on the couch. Together they admired the glittering tree while Steve struggled to explain. “Christmas is rooted in Christianity, but also in the celebration of the Winter Solstice. It’s really beautiful to think that people come together on the darkest night of the year to chase away the dark and make their own light with family and friends.”

Diana snuggled closer. Steve wrapped an arm around her as he continued. “The tree is supposed to be something to do with life and growth even in the dead of winter, I think.” He secretly scorned the little electric bulbs on the tree. “We used to put candles on the tree. I always liked lighting them.”

Diana hummed. “Shall we finish decorating it?”

“Only if I can get the lights to work.” Steve grumbled. “What did the Google say to do?”

Diana giggled and pulled out her phone. “It says one of the bulbs is probably loose. Try twisting the dead bulbs until they light.”

“Right.” Steve levered himself off the couch and crouched in front of the tree. The stubborn section of lights mocked him as he tapped at the first few in the strand. A sudden jolt of pain zapped through Steve’s hand. He yelped, yanking his fingers away.

Diana laughed as Steve cursed and shook the shocked hand. “We never had this problem with candles.” He grumbled.

“Didn’t you say your tree caught fire once?” Diana countered with a merry twinkle in her eye.

“Only a little bit.”

After fixing the lights and hanging all the blue and red ornaments, Steve and Diana sat back and admired their handiwork. Steve kissed Diana’s ear and levered himself up off the couch.

         “I’m going to make hot chocolate.” Steve announced. Diana hummed in approval.

         Steve whistled God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen while he set a pot on the stove and fiddled with the heat. Soon the chocolate was melting, and he added the cream.

“It smells delicious!” Diana called from the living room.

Steve smiled. He stirred absently. His memories of Christmas were full of his mother’s cooking. Sweet mugs of cider lightly spiced with cinnamon had always filled their home with its rich scent. He wondered if she had kept up the tradition after he’d… well, died. There was really no getting around the issue. Steve had died, and his family had lived on. They’d passed, one by one. And then Steve had been resurrected. And all his family was gone.

The chocolate had melted into a sweet puddle. Time for the sugar. Steve reached up for the container in the cupboard. He popped the lid and frowned. There was barely a scoop of sugar in the bottom of the jar. It wasn’t enough for hot chocolate. Steve abandoned the stove to quickly search the pantry for the new bag of sugar he’d bought earlier this week. It had cost twelve dollars. Steve had nearly had a heart attack in the store. Sure, rationing sent the prices of products skyrocketing during wartime, but this was astronomical.

The bag wasn’t where he’d left it. Steve shuffled cans of soup and boxes of noodles. Where was the sugar?

“Diana, did you move the sugar?” Steve yelled.

“Um.” She answered. “Top left shelf, I think.”

Steve checked. Yep. Next to the Cheerios. Only Diana would think to put the sugar next to the cereal she sprinkled it on. Steve shook his head and dragged the bag down.

He brought it over to the stove. Steve swore. The hot chocolate was bubbling thickly, smoke clouding up from the burnt edges of the pot. Steve grabbed a dish towel and quickly transferred the pot to the sink, cursing loudly.

Diana appeared in the doorway, watching as Steve blew on burnt fingertips.

“No good?” She asked, a crease wrinkling her forehead.

Steve sighed. “I walked away for too long. It’s ruined.”

Diana came over and wrapped her arms around Steve from behind. She hooked her chin over his shoulder to look into the steaming pot. “We could go out for hot chocolate?” She suggested.

“It’s not the same.” Steve grumbled.

“I know. You wanted this to be special.”

“My mom always made hot chocolate from scratch.” Steve explained. “Every Christmas.”

Steve could feel Diana’s smile against the back of his neck. “What else did your family do?”

Steve’s chest tightened as he remembered. “We’d go ice skating. And string popcorn on the tree. When I was young my father read ‘A Christmas Carol’ by Charles Dickens on Christmas Eve. And there were always carolers on the street corners.”

“It sounds beautiful.” Diana agreed wistfully.

Steve turned around in her arms so he could see her face. Diana studied his face as he studied hers. She wasn’t smiling, but there was a soft light in her eyes. Steve dropped his gaze.

“I’m going to go out for some air.” He said. Diana let him go, her shoulders drooped in disappointment. Steve looped a scarf around his neck and blew her a kiss as he closed the door.

The front steps of their apartment complex were icy, despite the general lack of snow. Steve let out a sigh that hung like a cloud in front of his face. He loped over to the mailboxes on the corner with his hands stuffed in his pockets. The air smelled crisp, sharp with the scent of winter that only comes before a snowstorm.

Steve and Diana’s mailbox was the first on the left. Steve fumbled for his key. The mail slot popped open. Nothing. The inside was an empty cavern. Steve hissed in frustration. Diana’s gift was supposed to be here. He’d ordered it online weeks ago. Steve may not have fully grasped how to work a computer on his own yet, but he’d had Diana help him order a book as a cover. He’d studied every click of her mouse, memorizing how to pay for something to be shipped to their apartment. The website had assured him Diana’s gift would arrive in time for Christmas. Yet here he was, empty handed.

Steve slammed the mailbox shut and stomped back to their apartment. He yanked his scarf off as soon as the door was firmly shut.

“What’s wrong?” Diana appeared next to him. “We can still go out for cocoa if you want.”

Steve shook his head. “It’s not that.” He took her hands in his chilled fingers. “Your Christmas present is going to be late. I’m sorry.”

Diana made a soft noise of reproach. “I don’t need a gift, Steve. You know that.”

“I know. But it doesn’t feel like Christmas without gifts.”

“You’re my gift.” Diana said with a cheesy grin.

Steve chuckled, but his mood didn’t improve.

“I’m sorry everything keeps falling apart.” Steve said softly.

Diana took his face in her hands and lifted his gaze. “Steve Trevor. Do you know why I never celebrated Christmas? Because I didn’t want to without you. I waited one hundred years for you, and I would have waited a hundred more. I don’t need a perfect Christmas. I just need you.”

Diana leaned up and pressed her lips to his. Steve could have cried for joy.

At midnight Steve and Diana walked hand in hand to the church on the corner. A dusting of snow frosted the whole quiet neighborhood. The church steeple stretched up into the wintry indigo sky. On the steps the heavily bundled choir huddled together. Silent Night rang out on their clouded breath. Something in Steve’s chest hitched. If he ignored the streetlights and the bright cellphones recording everything, he could almost imagine he was home. Cards, a steepled church, and numb fingertips drifted through his memories like snowflakes. The knot in his chest that had been building all day loosened. This was Christmas. This was what it should be.

Diana’s warm mittened hand in his jolted Steve back to the present. His eyes were wet. Diana hummed in harmony to the carols. Steve watched her face. Her eyes were upturned, watching the sky with a content glow. She was radiant.

Steve leaned down and kissed her.

When they broke apart, a single perfect snowflake landed on Diana’s nose. With a soft chuckle Steve wiped it away. Around them, flurries continued to drop, the perfect Christmas miracle.

Steve wrapped his arms around Diana and murmured in her ear. “This is for you.”

[belacquaparry]

@laciefuyu​ Requested: Elementary + 6 (BROTP)

Sherlock & Joan: "And I think, even though we might draw further or nearer from each other...you and I are bound."

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For the ask meme: its actually Luke and Artem fic, when artem decided to be sad huggy bear while hugging luke. i think thats when something clicked in my mind that i can make them bond more (those pair sacrificial bastards who tend to take things of themselves) and hang out together (also why i been putting lukerosaartem as lunch trio in my fics), thank you for writing that fic!

wahhhh, yet another submission for "in vino veritas, or something like that..." as a memorable fic :D im glad the huggy bear scene struck you because it was so fun to write that, i LOVE fictional character cuddling. even moreso when it's cuddling under bizarre circumstances HAHA

and YAYYYYY YESSS i totally agree and support more artem & luke bonding. i love the lukerosatem lunch trio you have in your fics, it's so cozy and very in character that luke would just kinda show up like a stray dog to join in on lunches kJBKLJSF

thank you for reading :DDD

ask meme: tell me the FIRST scene from my fanfics that come to mind as the most memorable to you

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Happy Birthday Lumi! Here have obikin smiled to each other <3

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