Keep The Flame Going For Those We Have Lost To Suicide.

Keep the flame going for those we have lost to suicide. 

“pretty when you cry.”

Sickfic/Hurt/Comfort Any Timothee character of your choice :)

On Edge

Summary: Lee saves eater!reader from themselves.

C/W: Suicidal ideation

One last sunset. That was your last wish. You had spent all day driving to a spot you knew had a great western view. At last, you stood on the precipice of the tallest point in the state just in time to watch the sun sink below the horizon. A slight breeze swept your hair behind you and cooled the tears on your cheeks. The air was fragrant from the wildflowers that bloomed below.

You heard a twig snap behind you. You startled and jolted, knocking rocks off the cliff's edge as you turned toward the noise. The amount of time it took to hear them hit the bottom made your resolve waiver slightly. In the dimming light, you saw a lanky figure with curly red hair emerging from the woods.

"Whoa there. I'm not going to hurt you," a tenor voice called out. He walked slowly toward you, with a slight crouch to his step and a hand held out, like he was trying to calm a scared feral kitten. "What brings you to the edge of the Earth?"

"A fitting end for reaching my limits, is it not?"

A brief flash of sadness (and was that...recognition?) flitted across his face. "My name is Lee. What's yours?"

"[Y/N]."

"Well, [Y/N], if you jump, I jump," he stated matter-of-factly.

"That's insane. You would die, too!" you exclaimed in disbelief.

"Well, I can't turn away now. I'm involved," he said flatly as he set down his pack. "But maybe you can fill me in on why we have to die today?"

You looked over your shoulder back at the sunset. "I- I just can't do it anymore. My family wants nothing to do with me. I k-keep screwing things up, so I can't stay in one place long enough to make new friends. I'm...too different."

"I know. So am I." Lee gestured to himself. "This may sound weird," he paused, "but I could smell you from miles away."

"Smell me?" you asked incredulously.

Lee nodded. "Food just doesn't cut it for you, does it? You feel a deep ache down to your core until you...feed?"

You paled. Conversations about your eating habits usually required you to flee. You stepped back reflexively and lost your footing.

"[Y/N]!" Lee screamed and lunged forward to grab your hand as you slid off the edge. You cried and screamed, clawing at the rocks with your free hand until you were able to grab his arm. He pulled you back to safety and clutched you to his chest.

You shook like a leaf in his embrace. "I- I thought I was the only one." You felt him shake his head as he rested his cheek on your hair.

"You are not alone." You heard his voice catch as if he were crying. "Let me prove it to you. I will spend the rest of my life trying to prove it to you, if you'll let me."

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A/N: slight inspiration taken from the jumping scene of Titanic

Trembling hands from micro prompts

Yule

Trembling

Micro Story Prompt

Kate sat next to her fiancé of five hours at the Mindy family's dinner table. Yule stared absently at the centerpiece, not even reacting to her presence. She laid her hand on his.

"Are you alright? Your hands are trembling," she asked quietly.

Her touch shook him from his thoughts. He looked at her and half-smiled. "Y-Yeah, I'm cool." He straightened his back and sat up in the chair. He interlaced his fingers with hers.

"I- I just thought we would have more time," he said. "I would have liked actually marrying you."

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I'm like if a chivalrous knight kissed a fair maiden's hand and said "my lady, I fight for you" and then walked off and immediately tripped over his own armor and fell on the ground

going to the beach with obi wan pleaaseee

or not

thank you either way <3

Thank you for the request! Hope you like it 🥰

Obiwan x female reader

Happiness

He was magnificent, his long limbs stretched out next to you. Half his body exposed to the sun that it illuminated the scruffy hair on his chest. He had his nose stuck in a book but his hand resting on your exposed thigh conveyed everything anyone needed to know.

That you were his and with you sprawled over his lap, you too sent out a message to the world, that he was yours. Beneath the umbrella’s shadow in this little cocoon of a world you both existed in, it was serene, like the waters that glistened calmly.

You reached up to run your hand up his chest having gotten bored just laying by the shore, you wanted to go out for a swim. You peeled the book from his fingers as you turned to straddle his hips. You took a hold of his hands, placed one on your waist while you let the other cup your cheek.

“We’re at the beach, not the library.”, you pouted at Obiwan as he smiled endearingly, his blonde hair in a mullet that he tucked the longer strands behind his ear.

“I don’t see a difference.”, he leaned towards you, his eyes darkening with desire as his lips placed kisses along your jaw as he edged closer to your ear.

“We get up to the same mischief hidden in the aisles, my love.”, he whispered, a secret between the two of you of how you met each other during the weekdays.

Your skin prickled as the cool breeze slid over you, but it was the heat of his words and the static sensation of his palm running down your body over your swimsuit that you craved the ocean water even more.

You gasped and pulled away from him but he didn’t let you go, instead his hand caught your throat as his lips captured yours. All your breath knocked out of your chest as he kissed you passionately, your fingers digging into his beard as you ran your hands lower down his neck.

He pulled away and you knew your cheeks would be cherry red. He looked like a teenage boy in love and it was all the more intoxicating. You got off him as you stood up, as did he.

“That was risky.”, you walked up to him, your fingers wiping away your lipgloss smeared on his lips while you were aware of his intense blue gaze on you.

“Why?”, he asked.

You didn’t meet his eyes, “Anakin could have seen us or someone from your council could have.”, you explained when he hooked his finger under your chin to lift it up so you would look at him.

“You know what they said about me, that I’m a distraction.”, you frowned and it disturbed him, that seeing you feel sad tortured his soul.

“They are wrong.”, he furrowed his brows as he held your attention.

“You are my happiness.”, he said with resolve and it only made your cheeks burn deeper. His hands settled on your waist as he held you close, his windswept hair making him look like a romantic hero straight out of the pages of a book.

“I cannot deny it anymore, I am in love with you.”, his blue eyes shined like the sea and you could only stand to watch him in awe.

You leaned towards him like a magnet and kissed him softly, his body relaxing under your touch.

“Now how about … we go back to … enjoying our weekend?”, he asked in between kisses as though he did not want to be doing anything else. To have his hands tangled in your hair and his lips eternally on yours.

“I don’t mind.”, you smiled to see he returned it with a wicked gleam.

“Perfect.”, he said but didn’t give you a second to react as he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder to then march down towards the water. Your laughter making him join along as you felt the cold splash of the sea and the endless warmth of his heart that blazed brighter than the sun.