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Timothee or his characters

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Micro Story Prompt

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"You look like you are about ready to collapse."

You didn't need to look up from the espresso machine to know who was talking to you. But you wanted to. As expected, the voice matched the tall, lanky figure of your favorite regular customer.

"Hey, Timothée. Yeah, I've been staying up late to do some last-minute cramming for finals. The last one is today after my shift," you explained.

"Got any plans to celebrate the end of the semester?" he asked.

"To be honest, I haven't even thought that far out," you shrugged as you wiped down the counter.

Timothée rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Would you like to have dinner with me?"

Your breath caught. The mere sight of him gave you butterflies every time he walked into the coffee shop's door; however, you had no clue it was reciprocated. Your hesitation made him start to panic.

"Umm, I mean, it's totally cool if you already have pl-"

"I'd love to, Timothée." Relief visibly washed over his face. "How long have you been waiting to shoot that shot?" you teased.

"A few weeks." A faint blush tinted his freckled cheeks.

"So, what time should I be ready?"

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Tumblr is a fate driven website. You can't find posts through the search function, you see them when you're meant to.

With this post I want to thank all of you who write fanfiction. That you take time to write a story, to think about future ones, you are what keeps the fandom alive. You are better than big productions, your imagination and ability to write such brilliant stories is amazing.

I can only thank all of you, from the bottom of my heart for so many stories that you have done, that have made us so happy at times when we needed it so much, for continuing with different lives our favorite characters and for doing what others have not been able to do with everything in their favor and reach.

Thank you very much indeed. You are so important in the fandom, without you the fandom would not be the same. You are wonderful. I hope no one will ever take away your desire to create.

😭 how can a short story do so much damage ::sob::

Obi-Wan cradles Anakin’s head in his hands, petting the soft curls now caked in dirt and debris. “What have you done? Oh Anakin how could I let this happen to you…” He pulls his old Padawan closer, pressing him against his trembling body. Now was not the time for tears, he had to figure out how to help Anakin.

Anakin looked up at him, his eyes blurry from the pain. "It's not your fault, Obi-Wan...." he managed, a harsh cough tearing from him. His eyes closed almost involuntarily as his former Master held him close.

"never...your... fault.." he whispered, his voice trailing off as he passed out in Obi-Wan's arms.

His last conscious thought was; 'well... at least if I die here... Its in His arms....'

Then darkness took him, and his body went limp in Obi-Wan's arms.

Well...I'm glad he won, but disappointed he wasn't actually present.

Not me signing up for a free trial of YouTube TV so I can see if Timmy gets a Nickelodeon Kids' Choice Award for Wonka...I mean ::cough:: so my kid can watch if her favorite gamer gets an award.

Can y'all imagine what he'd look like slimed?