1.03 Fight Or Flight / 4.14 Stand And Deliver / 5.14 The Bodyguard

"are you okay" girl i am on ao3 looking for fanfiction from my comfort ship when i was 12 what do you think

This!

So I’m on AO3 and I see a lot of people who put “I do not own [insert fandom here]” before their story.

Like, I came on this site to read FAN fiction. This is a FAN fiction site. I’m fully aware that you don’t own the fandom or the characters. That’s why it’s called FAN FICTION.

Canon Divergence (Starikov!AU)

After the Lex’s attack, Supergirl and Lena found a weakened Red Daughter

She was left behind the building like some kind of trash, useless and uninteresting for brilliant mind.

- Damn, just look at her, - whispered Lena. She couldn’t take her eyes from bleeding face. The doppelganger was obviously in pain and disoriented. Blood was dripping from her forehead and chin. Lena felt a wave a nausea.

- She’s exhausted and now as mortal as any man on Earth, - noticed Supergirl. It was hard for saw yourself in such state. - Let’s take her from both side. There, help me. We need to take her to the DEO.

- No way. L-corp is closer and it’s safe for her. DEO will imprison her without a trial or worse, - argued Lena. - After all, she attacked the White House.

- Exactly. She is dangerous and delusional. Why do you trust her?

- Because I know what it is like to be betrayed by Lex. Hey, - she called out the Russian, who looked like she was ready to lost her conscious. - We’ll help you. It’s gonna to be okay, I promise.

Well, look at this as a prequel for previous art

ThEReS No PoSsIbLe sCeNaRio wHeRe KaRa cOuLd hAvE tOlD LeNa AnD iT dIDnT eNd BaDLy

me, pulling up 500 fics from aO3:

i like my coffee how i like my coffee—i like my coffee :- )

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This one will wind to some dark places, and I am not sure it will get better yet. Also Jango Fett is not such a good person in this. Frankly, neither is Qui Gon Jinn.

We start on Melida/Daan. Obi Wan has been with them for nearly a year and The Young are winning, pushing for their peace. The Elders are approached by the Sith (Plagius or Sidious, it matters little) with an offer to pay to be allowed to take The Young. The Elders agree and the Young, Obi Wan included, are removed from the planet. For their trouble, the Elder are paid with enough weaponry that they wipe the planet of any life within five years.  Many of the children have a mild force sensitivity that seems to behave strangely around Obi Wan.

Most are used for experiments, including Obi Wan. Some are used to further Mauls training in the dark side of the force. Maul…hates these pitiful souls less than he does most.  He still does every horrible, vile thing that his Master requires but does not go out of his way to cause pain and offers the compassion of a quick death to the ones he can. He even speaks to the subject in between experiments and feels something like a kinship with them.  

For ten years Obi Wan and the rest of the Young are experimented on and tortured in every manner imaginable. Most have died in agony and the ones that live consider the dead the lucky ones. To the fascination of the Sith Masters not a single one of the force sensitive children have reached for the dark. It is almost like they are incapable of it. 

When it comes time for Jango Fett to become the template for the clones, he is also given Obi Wan Kenobi as stress relief. As this Jango has no want for sex, this means being an outlet for his anger, a punching bag. At Jango Fett’s insistence force suppressing cuffs and a force suppressing collar are sealed (welded) onto Obi Wan. This leaves him entirely unable to actively use the Force but Sith experimentation has left a passive ability to heal from almost anything. In this situation this is not actually a positive.  (Another side effect no one can figure out, he stayed looking 16 until Cody's batch reached that age, then proceeded to age along with them). At the time that Obi Wan was gifted to Jango Fett, 5 of The Young, other than Obi Wan, still live.  He is pulled from them, knowing that he will never be allowed to ask after them. 

Jango Fett is only given a single qualifier as to what he can use Obi Wan for: If he kills Obi Wan, they will not replace him.

On Kamino he is an anachronism.  When not acting as Jango Fett’s punching bag he drifts through the halls, speaking rarely to the non clones.  Several of the trainers watch him with a strange twist of guilt on their faces. They watch the bruises that are so consistent in size and shape that it looks like a patch of purple, black, and green moving across his skin over time. They take in the perennially blistered and infected skin around the collar and cuffs.  They see this and say nothing. 

For the clones it is both different and the same. They grow up knowing that this Obi Wan was no more free than they were. No matter the circumstances of his birth, he was a brother. To be protected when they could.  He held their secrets, their fears. He was the primary source of compassion in their lives. He protects them when he can and they never begrudge the times where he can’t (When he finds out about Priest’s fight club, he vanishes into Jango Fett’s apartment. No one knows what was said or done but when they emerge, Janog Fett is willing to exert himself to end the Fight Club and Priest’s other abuses. Obi Wan limps behind him with 20 meticulously broken bones in his right foot).

In this universe, as a last act of pettiness, Qui Gon Jinn takes Bruck Chun as a padawan a year after he leaves Obi Wan on Melida/Daan. His attention inadvertently prevented Xanatos from getting into Brucks head. They are a middling pair. Both are just a touch too arrogant to truly work well with others and they do tend to echo each other's worst traits but it is subtle enough that Bruck makes it successfully to knighthood a year before the Naboo crisis.  Jinn still finds Anakin on Tatooine, still wins his freedom and brings him back to the temple.  Though he had been unaccompanied at the start of the mission, his report means that three other knights ended up on Naboo with him. With this extra manpower Darth Maul is taken alive, to be locked in a cell in the Jedi temple.  Qui Gon Jinn lives to take on Anakin’s training. 

This Anakin is not as confident in his abilities. No matter what he does, he always gets the sense that Jinn expected better. By the same token Jinn is not too young and grieving, not overwhelmed with sudden responsibility. Palpatine cannot get the same hold he had on Anakin in another life. 

It is Anakin that finds Kamino in this life. Jinn clocked his crush on Padme and decided he did not want them alone together (Less chance of the Chosen One deciding to leave).   The clones, believing that Obi Wan had been given to Jango Fett by the Jedi (Something that Obi Wan can’t quite dispute), hide him from Anakin. After Fett’s death, they feared that Obi Wan would be taken away.  So they decide to hide him in the 212th with Cody. 

The two had been inseparable for years now, soulmates though neither thinks the term (In my head this is a queerplatonic relationship, in part due to the trauma they both have undergone). In fact, in this world Cody’s scar is deliberate, something that he (along with Fox and Ponds) devised to ensure that no matter how disoriented or afraid, Obi Wan would never see Cody as Jango Fett (His ability to tell the clones apart is not based in the Force, due to the cuffs. That does not stop Obi Wan from being able to tell each clone apart, no matter what).  

And so to the 212th, under General Qui Gon Jinn and his Padawan Commander Anakin Skywalker, goes a trooper named Shield (for Obi Wan has always been their shield).  The clones do not, can not, trust the Jedi.  They almost never remove their helmets in this world, save for when they were safely in the barracks so that Shield could move around freely.  The Jedi could not sense him, due to the force suppressing cuffs and collars. 

If we were to go with the cliches, Obi Wan would be revealed by accident in the most dramatic way possible. 

This is not what happened. The clones know that Obi Wan hiding as Shield is not a long term solution and the medics would really like permission to remove, along with help removing, the Force suppressors.  

8 months into the war, Plo Koon earns the full trust of the clones. With Obi Wan’s permission Wolffe approaches his general to tell him and abbreviated version of what was going on (a non clone who was living as a trooper, he had been on Kamino as Jango Fett’s punching bag, they want him to become an official member of the GAR so that he doesn’t need to hide any more).

Jedi Master Plo Koon is faintly horrified by even the vague details and agrees to meet with trooper Shield. When he asks about having Qui Gon at the meeting, Wolffe twitches. All the clones know who General Jinn is to Obi Wan, so they trust him even less than most Jedi. Jinn is not cruel to the Clones, but he treats them as he does most people he interacts with (Jinn cares little for the practicalities of their lives, so long as they continue to act in the way he expects. Thus he will call them by a preferred name if they request it but never asks for their names).  The next time the battalions meet, Cody and Shield meet privately with Wolffe and Plo Koon. 

Shield removes his helmet; gaunt faced, red haired, and clean shaven (Having never grown a beard due to some mix of injuries and the Sith experiments). Plo thinks he looks familiar and Obi Wan bows respectfully. Plo gently begins to ask for information.  Obi wan gives his name, but it still takes Plo a number of minutes to realize who he is talking to (In his defense it had been more than 20 years and Obi Wan is not the only youngling that has decided to leave the Order). Even after Plo realizes who Obi Wan is, they talk at cross purposes for several minutes. Plo Koon, of course, was under the impression that Obi Wan left the order to be with a girl two decades before. Obi wan believes he was rightfully abandoned for endangering Master Tahl, and cannot quite disbelieve the idea that it was the Jedi, or some Jedi, that gave him to Jango Fett.

As soon as Plo begins to gently question how Obi Wan ended up where he was, it became clear to the Kel Dor that information that was given to the High council twenty years before was at best wrong, at worst an outright lie.  He is horrified to see the mass of scar tissue and metal on Obi Wan’s neck and wrists and vows to help get it removed (Due to the burns and infection from when it was welded on and Obi Wan’s extraordinary ability to heal, flesh had grown over the edges of the metal), which would need to be done by the Temple Healers. He is heartbroken to realize what the clones, and Obi Wan, believe about how Obi Wan ended up on Kamino.  At the end he asks Obi Wan what he wants, going forward.

Obi Wan thinks for a moment, “To stay with Cody or, barring that, to stay with the clones in general. If possible, find out how the rest of The Young died and maybe be able to give them some kind of burial. If their remains can be found, that is.”  

After the campaign, Plo conspires to have the 212th and the 104th recalled back to Coruscant. There he could have Obi Wan meet with the council in person. Coincidentally Bruck Chun, with his commander Alpha-17, are also on Coruscant. Knowing that having troopers appear before the council without their associated Jedi would raise many eyebrows, Plo has Qui Gon Jinn, Anakin Skywalker, and Bruck Chun called to the Council with order to bring Commander Cody, Commander Alpha-17 (since Obi had indicated having Alpha there would make him feel better), and trooper Shield with them. Wolffe waits with them while Plo briefs the Council. The Jedi in the waiting room are curious and confused as to why this one specific trooper (Shield/Obi Wan) has been called in and why all of the present clones seem to be hovering protectively. 

They are called into the Council Chamber. Plo has told them very little (What Wolffe had told him plus that the non clone in question had been temple raised and was currently in Force Suppressing cuffs). In part he wants to see if the others will come to the same conclusions that he did. In part because while he doesn’t believe that any Jedi would have done what the clones think they did, he needs to be sure (and seeing their reaction to Obi Wan and his story first hand was the only way he could be). 

When Shield removes his helmet, the only person who recognizes him immediately is Bruck Chun, who blurts out “Oafy-Wan?” and then is horribly embarrassed about it (At 13 he had been a bully, but he had grown into a decent adult, particularly since he was fighting a war, and is embarrassed that his first thought when seeing the other man was the insulting nickname from two decades before). The clones are not impressed with Bruck Chuns reaction (Alpha is growling outright at his general). Before Bruck could apologize, Yoda said Obi Wan’s name. 

Obi Wan nods agreeably and says that is a name he has been called.  A question about the Force suppressing cuffs and collar (still covered by his blacks), has Obi Wan answering “Jango Fett insisted that I be unable to use the Force when I was given to him.” (Whenever he speaks of Jango, it is alway ‘Jango Fett’). It also becomes clear to the high council, Bruck Chun, and Anakin (though the latter has no idea of the backstory) very quickly that Qui Gon Jinn had lied to the council about how and why Obi Wan left the Order.

Every question that is asked of him seems to have a horrifying answer. When asked about The Young, he explains about the group of children trying to stop a war (the youngest was 5, the oldest 14 when he joined). The High Council grows very quiet as he speaks, this was not what they were told. Qui Gon Jinn shifts a little as a twenty year old lie is exposed, particularly as he is given a look from various members of the council that say they will be discussing this, soon. Mace asks why Obi Wan is so sure the Young are dead (as finding out how they died is one of the horrifically few things that Obi Wan is asking for). Obi Wan is silent for a moment then responds that he doesn’t for sure, but it has been 10 years and he hopes that the rest of the Young had found something like peace and that death was the most realistic way of that happening. He is asked why Obi Wan never tried to contact the Order during his year on Melida/Daan. He clones bristles at even the suggestion that their Shield was in any way responsible. 

Obi Wan gave a semi confused look and said “My comm unit, like my lightsaber, belonged to the Jedi Order. How would I have done that?”

 This was news to most of the Jedi present (Neither the comm or the light saber should have been taken). With the exception of Qui Gon Jinn (who admits that he should not have lied to the council but doesn’t think he did anything else wrong), Obi Wan (who has a skewed vision of how he should be treated), and the clones (who know this entire story and have moved onto anger) the entire room is abjectly horrified to realize that Jinn had abandoned Obi Wan in a war zone, weaponless, and with no way to call for help (Plo Koon in particular is halfway to breaking out the adoption paperwork for the entire GAR most of the time anyway, right now he is practically vibrating with the need to get them all away from a war). 

 Mace Windu brings the room back to order. He declares that the council needs to speak with Master Jinn (and the way that he said Qui Gon’s name indicated that the Master in the title might be temporary).  He asks Bruck and Anakin to escort the clones (with Obi Wan) to the healers so they could begin to get the cuffs and collar off.  It is up to Obi Wan if he wants to wear his helmet until he reaches the healing hall or not. The council could not guarantee out of hand that Obi Wan would be allowed to stay with Cody, but they would do everything in their power to make sure it happened. 

Just before they leave, Obi Wan bites his lip and visibly struggles with something he wants to say. When prompted he explains that he has (over the course of his time on Kamino) seen virtually every step in the growth and decanting process for the clones. Every step except one, where he believes that something is embedded in the brains of each clone. He doesn’t know what it is or what it does, but he asks that the Jedi Council investigate since he is afraid it is something that will hurt the clones. 

The walk to the healers was tense. Bruck and Anakin were both trying to silently work through what had just happened. It is a bit sad that neither are surprised at Jinn's actions. Vokara Che and Bant Eerin are the ones that meet them. Bant is angry with Obi Wan (because from her perspective he just left 20 years ago and never contacted her or their other friends again) but Bruck of all people stop her from saying anything hurtful by telling her there is more to it than she realizes.  

Once they have all piled into a private room, Healer Che asks Obi Wan to take off his armor (No there was no good reason that the various hangers on were allowed to be there, they just kind of kept following and no one said anything about it). Obi Wan requests that the head medic for the 212th be called down, as he has been the most involved with treating his injuries and so would be able to answer questions better.  Cody helps Obi Wan remove his armor (The cuffs affect the way that his wrists bend, making it harder to put on or remove certain pieces of the armor). 

When his top comes off, all movement in the room ceases.  The skin of his torso is a patchwork of green and brown (the bruising he received over the past 10 years was so regular and deep that even 8 months after Jango Fett died they were still healing. The only reason that he did not have actual nerve damage was his healing abilities).  While the Jedi in the room can barely react under the horror of what they were seeing, Alpha looks at the patchwork, pleased. He comments that it all looks to be healing well. 

Under the bruises were a map of scars, telling a horrifying tale.  The worst of which sat on each wrist and the base of his throat, metal digging into flesh and embedded in thick uneven scaring (A note on Obi Wan’s healing, as long as he lives he will heal. Things that should have become debilitating, life changing injuries heal into simple scars. Things that should have killed him because of infection do not. It does not speed up his healing, and though it takes much more he still bears scars).

When he is asked he tells them that the metal cuffs had been welded onto him. And yes he felt every minute of the metal being superheated.  Obi Wan would prefer to remain awake when the metal is removed (no they would not have to worry about him flinching because “Jango Fett did not like it when I flinched from the pain he wanted to inflict”). By the time he has won that argument, the 212th's head medic, Hypo, has arrived. 

The process of removing each metal band takes 3 Jedi healers working in tandem and hours of painstaking, deeply disturbing work.  They save the collar for last. As the last piece of metal was pulled from his flesh, Obi Wan inhaled sharply. 

“Three of the Young are still alive” he breathes, even as he doesn’t move.

Cody, who had been sitting carefully with Obi Wan, grips his hand. “Then we will help you find your family.” He promises. 

In a Cell in the lower levels of the Temple, Darth Maul perks up as he feels a familiar Force Presence. He calls attention to a guard and demands to see Obi Wan Kenobi. The guards do not know who this is but pass along his request to the high council, who are a bit confused.

I am not sure where exactly it would go from here.  I would kind of want to see the 212th being handed over to Obi Wan, though I am not sure how it would be justified. I figure that the first time that Obi Wan meets the Chancellor he has a bad reaction (Due to the Chancellor being one of the people that had experimented on them) but is able to hide it, and passes along his suspicions. They do eventually find the three other surviving Young (Nield, Cerasi, Roenni) as well as children that they (and various other members of the Young over time) had been forced to have, there was even a child who had been fathered by Obi Wan (Who does not remember this and is deeply unhappy with those facts) who have all also been experimented on.  

♡ sleepless nights are better with you ♡ {WandaNat}

a/n: first wandanat fic for tumblr yeehaw! I got slightly carried away but I just love writing them. My requests are officially open now so request away!

warnings: none? very mild sexual suggestions near the end; Nat and her copious pet names including bunny (zaika) for Wanda, but really this is pure fluff ♡

summary: Wanda's a soft bitch and wants to braid Natasha's hair, but she gets overwhelmed feat. protective, caring gf Nat because we love her here

words: 1.2K

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Even for avengers, rain brings silence. There was just enough noise to fill the void and within the depths of the compound, two of them were embracing the natural calm. Wanda had been watching some late night show, but at some point the television cut out and neither she nor Natasha minded. Their lives were so hectic, it was nice to enjoy each other’s company when they could.

Wanda sat with her weight pressed against Natasha’s firm body, head resting on her shoulder at an angle where she could stare up at her girlfriend whenever she pleased. Her fingers twirled around red hair, playing with it absentmindedly. “Your hair is getting long.”

Natasha turned to look down at Wanda, tugging playfully on a strand of Wanda’s own hair. “Oh yeah? So is yours.” A few weeks after she’d joined the team, Wanda recruited Natasha’s help to dye her hair a few shades lighter before her first day of training. Wanda felt childish asking, but she’d seen Natasha go through many hair colors back when she initially ran through her thoughts and she hoped the assassin wouldn’t enact her revenge for that by giving her a terrible dyejob. Thankfully she was right. Now her dark hair was growing back in and she was long overdue for a trim, but she still enjoyed her long length.

“I like yours better though.” Thin fingers ran more purposefully through her thick hair, sitting up on her knees to get a proper look at it. “When I met you, it was so short.”

Natasha chuckled at Wanda’s obvious awe; she had a knack for being so excited, but always with a certain mellowness and it never failed to amuse her. She was adorable. “Want to reminisce and cut it off?”

“No!” Okay, that was too fast a response. “I mean-” Wanda shrunk back, hands folding in the bedsheets below her to distance herself as far as possible from Natasha’s sweet smelling hair. Still the scent lingered in the air between them and Wanda instantly missed the closeness despite having created it herself. “Long hair looks good on you…”

Natasha seemed to be growing more wavy red hair by the week and it was rare Wanda didn’t have her hand or nose in it whenever she could get herself close enough. Suddenly, she was hyper aware of how touchy she’d been and a wave of shame washed over her, head hanging to look anywhere but the woman in front of her. Natasha saw the change clear as day across Wanda’s face and frowned; that wouldn’t do. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy Wanda’s eagerness; it was always a good little ego boost. Wanda had a way about her that made practically all of her antics endearing, but unfortunately she was stubborn and tending to close herself off over small things. A firm but gentle hand reached out to grab Wanda’s chin, ignoring the resistance and turning it towards her. “Look at me.”

Reluctantly Wanda obeyed, eyes scanning Natasha’s face for any signs of incoming admonishment. The redhead was always encouraging Wanda to be kinder to herself, she was safe with her. Still, Natasha’s face remained blank, calculating Wanda in the same way in a silent analysis. It was times like these Wanda wished she could break her promise and read her mind, but she was sure by now Natasha would’ve figured some way to reroute Wanda’s invasion even if she tried. Natasha broke first, knowing Wanda would fully clam up if she waited any longer. Full lips turned into a warm smile and her strong grip went into a soft caress of her girlfriend’s impossibly soft cheek. “What’s on your mind, zaika?”

“U-Uh..” It took everything in her not to whimper at the nickname- Natasha knew how weak Wanda became as soon as they passed her lips. A completely unfair attack.

“I would like to braid your hair.” She could barely make out her own voice over the boom of thunder that rang outside, but the knowing smirk on Natasha’s face told her she’d been heard.

“Why didn’t you just say so?” Natasha was brimming with teasing remarks. She could poke fun at her for the cute pout twisting her lips, the soft curve of her eyebrows that gave away how hard she was thinking, anything about how small she looked waiting for Natasha to say something past her question- but she couldn’t. Wanda looked so skittish, like she would explode or flee at any moment. Their relationship was still new and Wanda had a tendency to overthink everything to avoid even possibly upsetting Natasha and no matter how many times she assured even if she was mad, she wouldn’t leave her, Nat knew it was a constant worry. Poor girl, Natasha couldn’t bear to make her sad.

The younger of the two continued to stay silent, playing with her rings as she waited for Natasha to say she was acting ridiculous. Really, touching your girlfriend’s hair wasn’t that big of a deal; Wanda was making it too intense. She’d made an otherwise calm evening into an issue, she should have just-

“Wanda?” Nothing.

“You know, my legs are getting cold without you. Didn’t know you wanted me to freeze.” Natasha gave one final push, hoping to finally shake her out of her head. Finally Wanda looked back over to Natasha and was met with her patting her thighs expectantly. Nothing good came from the brunette swimming in her own self-doubt too long; it was easier for Natasha to simply distract her until she got past it.

Wanda carefully moved to straddle Natasha’s firm thighs, settling on her lap to face her properly. She always smelled so lovely- a mix of earth and cinnamon- and it sucked her right back into Natasha’s secure orbit. “You’re very patient with me.” It was a statement, a fact Wanda was constantly surprised by each time she felt she’d grown too much for her to handle.

Natasha only let out a positive hum, leaning down to press a kiss to Wanda’s forehead that earned her a quiet giggle. “You’re very worth it, detka.” Wanda was practically beaming up at her, a much better look for her than the previous distress. Natasha had to kiss her, just a soft one, only to reaffirm her affections in case Wanda had forgotten. Her lips were pillowy soft as always, begging Natasha to nip and bite and suck until they were red and Wanda was whining for more. The younger kissed back with genuine care, forcing her worries away with the sweet taste of her girlfriend’s mouth on her own. Natasha forced herself to pull back before she got carried away, but tasting Wanda elsewhere was high on her list for later. “You are also unfairly addicting.”

“I’ll keep that in mind for when I’m in trouble next time.” Wanda let her head rest on Natasha’s with a grin, tilting to kiss her nose for an added touch of endearment.

“Or you could just behave and I wouldn’t have to punish you, sweet girl.” Natasha relished in the deep blush that bloomed over Wanda’s cheeks, a sign she was getting back to normal. There were so many things she wanted to tell Wanda, to reassure her over and over until she couldn’t stand it anymore. Anything to keep her safe and happy, but tonight was not the time. For now she was relaxed and ready to move on so Natasha would wait. She took a piece of her hair in her grasp, shaking it out for Wanda to take.

“Now get to braiding, Maximoff. I’ve been needing to change up my look.”

♡♡♡

Every time I see Lana I say very quietly to myself “Let’s go lesbians”

The metaphor of the Heart of Etheria still has me emotional. All that magic, all that beauty was twisted and siphoned and contorted into a machine meant only for destruction, something that could potentially wipe out the entire universe. But then, in the shadow of all that destructive power, two women surrender to the love they’ve been keeping trapped inside themselves, after spending so long apart as a result of denying or not even recognizing that love, and just like their feelings come flooding out, the magic of the Heart is released and… Etheria is beautiful again. All that chaos and anger and destruction transmutes into something magical and good and alive it’s just… this show is so powerful.