#tarreen li

[thatwitchrevan]

Yooo I added a new ficlet to my Jenner collection - this one is about Kehiri being a mean bitch and bullying my baby. 

Bonus under the cut is a bit from my Jenner & Tarreen WIP - a little nice h/c between gay friends.

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Jenner had been lying with her eyes screwed shut, but as she sensed Tarreen approaching, her eyes cracked open. At first her expression was tight, with a furrowed brow and frown of pain, but it eased a little as she watched Tarreen cross the room. Tarreen reached the bed and settled on the side, folding one long leg up beside her so she could scoot next to Jenner and her pillows.

She looked at her friend, scanning her with her eyes as well as the Force. The pain was almost overwhelming, but Jenner’s breath was even. She was as used to the experience as one could be. Tarreen tilted her head and frowned at her in concern. “Are you alright, Jenner? I mean, I know it hurts, but is there anything I can do?”

Jenner smiled - just a little, but it lightened Tarreen’s heart to see a genuine smile from her. “Not much, love. Thank you.”

Tarreen nodded, trying not to let her frustration show on her face. Jenner had struggled a long time with insecurity about her disability, and Tarreen didn’t want her feeling like she was annoyed with her. What really bothered Tarreen was feeling helpless, especially when her friend was hurting. She smiled gently and hovered her hand above Jenner’s right arm. “Is it okay if I touch you?”

Jenner gave a nod, again tiny, moving as little as possible. Tarreen rested her hand lightly on the warm metal of her friend’s arm, taking a second to project comfort and calm to her through the Force. It was something Jenner still wasn’t used to, as it was pretty uncommon among the Sith, but it seemed to help her a lot. Tarreen saw her relax a little, the tension in her muscles easing as her eyes started to drift closed again.

Tarreen let her rest a moment and thought. She could tell Jenner had done everything she could for the pain already - her painkillers had been left on her bedside table, and her loose hair was still wet from a hot shower. As she ran the mental checklist, Tarreen’s gaze landed on the tub of pain ointment that was also on the table. She could smell the peppermint scent, indicating that Jenner had already applied some, but it probably couldn’t hurt to do more. 

She leaned forward, grabbing the ointment from the table. Jenner’s eyes fluttered open again when she felt Tarreen moved, and Tarreen held up the tub for her to see. “Is it time to apply this again? I can help you.” 

Jenner looked at her a moment, then nodded, shifting slowly so that she could sit up a bit. Tarreen helped her move the blankets out of the way and prop up her pillows behind her, and then once Jenner was settled she opened the lid of the ointment and rubbed it onto her broad, pale hands. 

Jenner was wearing a soft, cropped cotton undershirt and shorts, and she shivered just slightly at the loss of the additional warmth from the blankets. She looked a little frustrated at the idea of sitting still for Tarreen to help her, but it seemed the benefits of not moving outweighed that.

Tarreen rubbed the ointment in her hands a little longer than necessary to make sure they were warm, then scooted closer and began gently applying it to Jenner’s skin. She started at the shoulders, being gentle with Jenner’s implants. She coated the right arm from shoulder to elbow, giving extra careful attention to where the prosthetic attached. Then she did the other arm, all the way down to the wrist this time, gently massaging that joint as well. 

Jenner’s warm brown eyes watched her as she moved. Tarreen smiled softly at her, and as she finished with Jenner’s arms she dropped a light kiss on her forehead. She saw Jenner flush a little, dropping her eyes for a second, but she also smiled.

[thatwitchrevan]

Okay but a friendship between Tarreen and Jenner would be so pure. A Jedi and Sith just casually befriending each other because they're both too compassionate and too skeptical of the superiority of their particular faction to hate each other on principle. Tarreen is devoted and hard-working but severely underappreciated, just one of so many Jedi knights quietly serving the galaxy without need for recognition, but Jenner is a Sith and believes people deserve praise for their accomplisments. Maybe Jenner is the first person in a long time to tell Tarreen how great she is. And Jenner, she's so used to being seen as nothing, seeing herself as broken, and any kindness or hesitation as weakness. But Tarreen is a Jedi, and she believes all sentient beings have inherent worth, and that kindness is incredibly valuable, and maybe she's one of very few people who sees the good in Jenner and appreciates it.

Just. Jedi-Sith friendships, man.

[thatwitchrevan]

I love Tarreen and Jenner a lot.

[thatwitchrevan]

Headcanons about Tarreen Li and travel?

I think Tarreen likes some aspects of travel and dislikes others. She likes meeting new people and seeing new places. She’s friendly and enthusiastic and there are lots of beautiful places in the galaxy.

Buuut travel is rarely pure fun even if you’re on a vacation. She doesn’t really like actually moving from place to place - it’s tiring, and not always comfortable. And while Tarreen isn’t exactly an angsty sith killer getting kicked around the galaxy by the Force itself, she is very busy. The Jedi are like “hey, you’re super competent and willing to do what we say, go here and do this. And then go over there and do this.” And it doesn’t end. Which, I mean, isn’t terrible, because I think Tarreen enjoys being a Jedi and doing good, and getting to use her skills. But even so it can be exhausting, especially being sent all over the galaxy.

So I think she has mixed feelings on it as a whole. More specifically, she doesn’t really like big cities. She likes people, but not being around A Lot Of People At Once. It’s kind of overwhelming, both in general and in the Force. She’d much prefer Naboo, Alderaan, or Bellassa over Coruscant, Nar Shadda etc. Someplace that has people, but also has plenty of room to get away and be alone.