Masterlist

Masterlist

Link to my Instagram: rosexdenis

Created: 25/05/21

Updated: 21/07/24

UNIVERSE

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Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

We Shouldn't Be Doing This

Think of Me

House of the Dragon

Aemond Targaryen

Love of My Life

Wednesday (TV SHOW)

Xavier Thorpe

Hurt

Believe Me

Take my hands

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

"You're my favorite person, Eddie"

Divergent

Tobias Eaton/Four

I'm Not Going Anywhere

The 100

John Murphy

Please

Runaway

Purple Sky

Raven Reyes

MCU

James "Bucky" Barnes/Winter Soldier

Reality Locks In

With Me

American Horror Story

Tate Langdon

Nice to Meet You

Kit Walker

Lana Winters

Misty Day

Michael Langdon

Neighbors

Lost Lovers

Grishaverse

Kaz Brekker

The Night of Sorrow

The Night of Sorrow (Part 2)

Malyen Oretsev

Inej Ghafa

Jesper Fahey

Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker

Older

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Poe Dameron

"Chaos has come again."

-Nogitsune/Void

The Night of Sorrow-Part 2!

HIII

So part 2 will be out at 4:00 PM EST, which is my time in Quebec. The part 2 is already scheduled for the release. Anyways, I have loads of fun to write it and I hope that you will enjoy it even more than the first part.

Let me know on my Instagram, or even just commenting, if you want The Night of Sorrow to be a whole series!

I will add my socials to my masterlist if you want to send me private comments!

Much love and I'll see you at 4 PM!

rose <3

Tate Langdon - Nice to Meet You

Warnings: Very short imagine/one shot, language, mention of depression, cheating, miscarriage, basically the Harmon family storyline.

Words: 1.0 k

[Y/N’S POV]

I moved in my new home, got dragged across the country. My father had an affair and my mom caught him and her student doing the deed. My sister, Violet, and I didn’t exactly have the same point of view towards my mother.

I knew my mom had suffered hell and back; she miscarried, got cheated on, lied many times. I admired her for that; staying strong every godamn day. Violet didn’t really care about anything. We both stayed at the same house, but when my mom found out that my father was unfaithful once again, he got kicked out and my sister followed.

I knew that he still had to come home to work, but seeing him made me want to punch him.

I had missed school for a couple of days; I got really depressed since I came here. I don’t know, I just couldn’t seem to find the old me. The old Y/N that I knew was gone, forever. My mom was too busy with her own imagination to care and my father was more worried about his patients than he ever did with me.

I got up, couldn’t keep my legs straight to look at myself in the mirror and went into the bathroom. I opened the faucet of the shower and undressed.

I never liked showers but it was the only thing that made me feel something. I kept staring at the wall for a few minutes and tears fell down my face. To be honest, crying didn’t relieve me any pressure.

I felt numb every single fucking day. The same cycle reproduced itself day by day, week by week, month by month.

After what felt for days, I stepped out of the shower, got dressed with the same looking clothes. I dried my hair with a towel, stepping out of the bathroom only to find a stranger walking in my room.

“Hum, who are you? And, what are you doing in my room?” I spoke to the blond man. He turned around, facing me and my heart stopped. That was the first time that I’ve ever felt something.

“Sorry, I’m Tate. I’m one of your father’s patient.” He handed out his hand for me to shake it. I walked closer to him, seeing his beautiful complexion. I shook his hand back.

"I’m Y/N.”

“Your mother told me I could hang out with you; she said you kind of closed off from her. She’s worried about you, you know.” He sat on my chair, by my desk.

“Yeah, well I’ve never been a problem to her, so that shouldn’t start now.” I dropped the towel for my hair on a hook and closed the bathroom door.

“Do you want to talk about it? I know we just met but I won’t tell anything.” He turned the chair to face me, gave me an apologizing smile.

I sat on my bed, giving him a sign to come closer. He did, sitting by the end of the bed.

“Have you ever felt like your life couldn’t get any worse than it already is?” I asked him gently, playing with my thumbs.

“Yeah, I mean I never had the best life, my mom is always drunk, my dad ran away and my sister kind of forgot about me. But, yeah. I get this feeling a lot.” I looked up to him, looking at his deep brown eyes. They reflected the light so beautifully. I could get lost in them.

“Sorry if I reminded you of bad memories.” I shrugged my shoulders looking down shyly.

“No problem, Y/N.” He placed his hand on mine and smiled at me sweetly.

A smile grew on my face, for the first time in months. I never had a boyfriend before, even a best friend but I had a feeling he would be the one.

“It’s good to have a friend around, if you want me to.” I nodded, holding his hand tighter in mine.

We talked for a bit, getting to know each other better. Time passed by so fast I didn’t even realize it was already 2 am. We were still talking, we laid by each other on the bed, facing one another and opening our hearts. We both starting talking more softly as the time went by and we stopped for awhile.

We looked at each other, exploring every aspect of one another. His hair was softly curled, he had fair complexion and grunge clothes. I really liked the way he talked and the way he thought. It’s rare to find someone similar as yourself. Earlier in the evening, we played some Nirvana in the background and when we stopped talking, my eyes started to drift off to sleep.

[TATE’S POV]

God, how can she be so beautiful. She had a beautiful complexion, amazing Y/E/C eyes and Y/H/C hair. She was sweet, but I knew she was broken. I could see it in her eyes; she may act tough around everyone but I know how she felt.

Feeling like every day is repeating itself all over again, the lack of energy kicks in. I went through all of that, so many times. I just hope she won't leave me.

Not like every person I've ever met.

The soft Nirvana songs were playing in the background, but I noticed her eyes had drifted off to sleep. Though, she didn’t know that I couldn’t leave the house.

I am a ghost and I am totally in love with her.

Well, my after life isn’t so boring after all.

Anakin Skywalker - Older

Warnings: Death, Mention of the Dark Side [haha]

Words: 2,1k

[10 years earlier]

“FATHER!” My throat was raw as the piercing scream came out of my throat. Obi-Wan was stuck in two different pulsing electrons as we watched my father die. Tears of anger and revenge shot on my face.

As the pulsing electrons disappeared in front of me, my lightsaber shot up, the green color filing up the space around me. My legs were running before I knew it, while taking the first step to attacking the Sith. My fellow Jedi walked behind me, now attacking the Sith by two. Slashing sounds were all that could be heard through the grunts and the lightsabers hitting themselves.

My mind was racked with wrong ideas, ideas that weren’t the Jedi way, but now my father was the one to pay. Our enemy made me trip over the melting pit, but I cached a nozzle on the side before perishing into the whole. My lightsaber, that my father had helped me do it, fell into it. It was probably the only thing that I had that reminded me of him.

Obi-Wan needed to fight the Sith, but I knew that our opposant was stronger. I looked all around me to see what I could use to defend myself, as I saw my father’s lightsaber lying by him.

I’ve always been good with the Force, but when it comes to situations like these, I can barely function with the pressure. I focused my mind to help myself raise from the pit and to take my father’s belonging. I felt a boost of adrenaline run through my veins, making me lift up from the ground and catch my father’s lightsaber through the thin air.

I approached the both of them and attacked the Sith ruthlessly, slashing his body in half, and seeing him fall into the pit. I immediately rush to my father’s side, taking his hand in mine as Obi-Wan placed his head on his lap.

“Master.” Obi-Wan’s voice was filled with sadness and helplessness. Tears ran on his delicate face, making me tear up.

“It is too late...It's...” My father’s voice rang through my ears, making me regret not spending enough time with him.

“No, Father. Please don’t go.” My father looked down at me, holding his hand to my cheek, as I held his on my face, feeling his warmth for the last time.

“Y/N, my… beautiful daughter, Obi-Wan, promise me you’ll… both train…the boy.” He whispered loud enough for us to hear. I nodded my head against his hand.

“Yes, Master.” Obi-Wan ran his fingers on his face, admiring the only father figure he had.

“He is the chosen one...he will...bring balance...train him! Y/N… I love… you…” His hand fell from my cheek, falling on the ground. My heart was broken and a powerful heartbreak was unleashed inside of me.

“Father, NO. Please wake up, I-I-I need you.” My head fell on his chest as I felt Obi-Wan taking me away from his body.

“No, Obi-Wan, No.” I sobbed while he took me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m so sorry...” He whispered in my ear, brushing his hand by my neck, making me look up to him.

“I know it-t-t hurts, but we need to leave, now.” I nodded against my own will, but our Jedi duties were needed. I took my father’s precious lightsaber in mine and pressed a kiss on his forehead. “I will always love you, father.” I stood up and Obi-Wan led me towards the real battle.

[10 years later]

“Master Y/N?” A soft voice made me snap out of my thoughts. I had heard news that two Jedi knights were coming to help protect Senator Amidala. It made me relive some odd memories about my father, and my journey along the path of light.

“Yes?” My padawan came through the doorway of my chamber. He was one of the younger children I had helped in my journey. Most of my padawan were children who were orphans and didn’t know how to control their gift.

“The Jedi Knights are arriving.” He softly spoke to me. I smiled in approval. “Thank you, dear one. You may have the day to yourself, enjoy it!” He ran through the doorway, going to join his friends in the junior training center.

I really loved to work with the children, especially with the younger ones. It reminded me of my pleasant childhood on Coruscant. I walked towards the elevator, ready to welcome the two Jedi Knights. I didn’t know who were coming, but I felt a great force coming from the two of them.

I heard the doors open and turned around. I immediately recognize their faces.

Obi-Wan and… Anakin? Perhaps.

“Y/N!” He almost ran up to me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and holding me tight against him. We trained most of the time together, and eventually became best friends.

“It’s great seeing you after all this time, Obi-Wan.” I gave him a squeeze around his back as he let go of our embrace, taking a good look at the woman I became. I looked at the teenager behind him and I could recognize those blue eyes anywhere.

“Anakin? God, you’ve grown.” A smile grew on his face, I walked closer to him, smiling back at him, and embracing him into my arms. He wrapped his arms around my middle and landed his head in the crook of my neck.

His smell was always one of the things I always loved about him; he would always smell like sunshine and warm vanilla. I had no idea how much I had missed him until now. He mumbled something against my neck, making me shiver in his embrace. “I have missed you, Y/N.” His voice was much deeper and more mature, making me remind me of our last meeting ten years ago.

“I missed you too, Anakin.” I whispered by his neck, making me press my hand towards his hair, feeling his brownish hair in my fingers. We separated and just looked at each other for a few seconds.

I normally wouldn’t feel like this, but he made my heart flutter for the first time. After my father’s death, my heart couldn’t be repaired or fixed by anyone. His death had created a void in my soul, which made me loose some of my powers for a while.

Jar-Jar made his way towards the protectors and led them towards the Senator. Anakin turned his figure and smiled at me, offering me a small wink.

I smiled back and made my way towards the training center, which was below the conference floor. I had lived in Coruscant for a long time now, and it was and always will be my home.

[Time Skip]

I was training in the center with some electronics. I still had, even 10 years after, his lightsaber. I always had ease with the green lightsaber, as it offered me balance in my very core. Yes, I had my father who guided me before, but he appeared to me a few times. His Force was given to me after his perish, and I knew he would always be with me.

I used a blindfold to cover my eyes, seeing through it with my Force, my lightsaber was ignited and I took a deep breath before concentrating myself.

The electronic shot. Blocked it. It shot again, blocked it again. This sequence was repeated a long time before I took of my blindfold and decided to meditate.

As I removed it, I say Anakin standing in the doorway, eavesdropping. I closed my saber and walked closer to my training equipment.

“Hi there, pretty boy. Want to come in?” He nodded, smirking slightly. I opened the window that was facing towards the city, directly pointing at the sunset. We both walked towards the opening.

“How have you been, Y/N?” I took a deep breath and looked up at him, leaning against the railing.

“It’s been a hard couple of years, but otherwise I’ve been great, Anakin. I finished my padawan training and I’ve been on the council for about five years now. To be honest, I’ve never thought that I would be on the council someday.”

I chuckled to myself, hearing the words of my father that he used to tell me when I was younger; “When you’ll get older, I promise you that you will have a seat by my side, on the council.” This promise could’ve been fulfilled if things were different.

“And you? I imagine a lot has happened since I’ve met you on Tatooine.” He smiled and leaned too against the railing.

“Well, I’ve had loads of training sessions with Master Obi-Wan, but I do believe I would be ready for the trials.” He turned his head to me, running his hand through his hair. “I know that I should’ve started training when I was younger, but I feel it in my soul. I really do.”

“I get that Anakin, and I’m a master now, which can be helpful if you would want me to talk to the council, or even just to get you to do the trials without anyone, but me, knowing.” His feature stood up straight, as did mine.

His nose arrived at the top of my head, as I looked up to his complexion. “You wou…could do that?” I nodded as he wrapped his arms around my middle, spinning me in the air with him. A laugh came out of my throat for the first time in years.

As he put me down, still holding on to me, I wrapped my arms behind his neck, slightly running my fingertips in his soft hair. Anakin lifted his head, still looking in my Y/E/C eyes. His deep blue eyes and features were glowing against the dim daylight. They both looked down to my lips, lowering his head to meet mine.

Our lips collided together, making me stand up on my feet to reach his level. His hands travelled lower to my waist, pulling me closer into his warm embrace. His soft palm travelled all the way to the back of my head, making a chill run up down my spine.

My lips against his felt, like fire on ice. Soothing and loving in both ways. He was delicate and soft with me, just like he always was. My Anakin.

Even though I knew that “love” was forbidden in our sacred code, he and I had a different way of thinking. I had heard one of his conversation with the senator the other day, and somehow I couldn’t get it out of my head: “Attachment is forbidden. Possession is forbidden. Compassion, which I would define as unconditional love, is central to a Jedi's life.”

I always thought this way, because I knew that my father had a woman in his life, maybe he didn’t love her but he made sure that I knew that he loved me.

We both parted, as a smile grew on my face. “I’ve been wanting to do that ever since I turned ten.”

“You waited that long, huh?” A small laugh came out of his mouth.

“Yes, Master Jinn.” I kissed him again, this time his hands making their way through my hair, finding a small braid on the back of my Y/H/L Y/H/C hair.

He placed a small kiss on my nose before taking the braid in his fingers. “Is that…”

“My padawan braid, yes. I kept it, because it reminded me of you and, my father. He was the one to place the bands on it, when I was Master Windu's padawan.”

“I can never remember what the bands are supposed to mean.” His softness made me laugh.

“Well, the yellow and the red at the bottom are the ones I had when I was thirteen and sixteen, and then the white and green ones mean that I am a counselor and also a healer. Mostly healer, but I do have great skills from my previous master.”

“Oh, I do not doubt that.” I nudged him in his rib, making him chuckled a little. We both didn’t realise that the sun had gone out, when I looked to my right, seeing the stars appear.

“I believe your duties are calling, Anakin.” He nodded and gave me a last kiss, before running toward his master, a few floors higher.

“Y/N!” I turned to Anakin, seeing him stand on the doorway. “How about we train together tomorrow?” I smiled and gladly accepted. He turned around, practically jumping towards the elevator which made me smile even brighter than I was before.