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This is a little fic for @domaystic
Based on day 25: Laughter
"you walk like it's heavy >:3"
"baby i walk like that because i have one leg."
"you never let me have any fun :("
Using Quote from @unfetteredautism which can be found here!
Jack simply loves to hear you laugh.
Notes: wholesome fluff. just two people in love. established relationship
Word Count: ~950
Jack had always been independent.Β
Incredibly so.Β
He was always the first to βtake one for the teamβ.
No one could ever let you down if you did it yourself.Β
Doing everything he could possibly do on his own.Β
After he had lost his leg.Β
Lost his wife.Β
He thought it was easier to depend on only himself.Β
To depend on no one else.Β
To let no one else into his orbit.
β¦At least that was his mentality at one point in time.Β
But with a little learning.
With a little guidance.Β
With support.Β
And with a little love.Β
In the shape of you.
You, whose laughter had made the stars sparkle in the sky. Had dazzled him. Heart, body and soul.Β
You had caught him off guard in all the ways he never expected.Β
Swift.Β
Sudden.Β
You had captured his love.Β
He had begun to notice the little details about you. The small things.Β
One of his favourite things.Β
Being your laugh.Β
Well.Β
To be exact, your different kinds of laughs.Β
To the little chortle youβd let out at the sight of something that really shouldnβt have made you laugh.Β
Or the way your laughter would spill out, so vibrant and unabashed, flooding his senses, as its melody filled the air.Β
The giggle youβd let out, soft and bouncy. Cheeks wide with a smile.Β
Even the times where your laugh would morph into little snorts peppered between.Β
Jack craved it. Craved your joy. Your happiness.Β
Going out of his way to make you laugh.Β
It nearly broke his heart when you had admitted not liking the way you laughed.,,so he spent the entire time sharing with you all the reasons he loved your laughter.Β
How it soothed him. How it brought a smile to his own face.Β
And slowly, by looking through Jackβs perspective. You began to learn how to love your laughter.Β
You began to see its beauty. Its charm.
If Jack could love it. Then so could youβ¦
And just as Jack had shown you how to give yourself a little grace.Β
You had done the same for him.
Gently guiding him to be kinder towards himself.Β
Through your support, he was starting to accept help when he needed it.Β
He was starting to learn the benefit from having others help. And the strength that came from accepting it.Β
That asking for help didnβt make him any weaker.Β
Only made him stronger for it.Β
But by god.Β
He could still be fucking stubborn at times.Β
Leading to this moment now.Β
In your shared home.
You had just moved in together. Boxes strewn about, waiting to be unpacked.Β
Slowly and steadily.Β Β
Whilst he balances upon his crutches, fumbling slightly with a box.Β
Adamant he could carry it. Adamant that he didnβt need help.Β
That he could do it alone.Β
That he should be able to do it alone.Β
From your spot on the floor as you unpack another box your eyes lift to see him, raising a brow with a small chuckle as you comment.Β Β
βYou walk like itβs heavy,β a quirk at your lips, not overly mocking just a light tease.Β
A small laugh slips from your lips. One that settles in Jack's chest.Β
Warm and fuzzy.Β
He huffs, concentration breaking slightly as he glances up at you, βBaby, I walk like that cause I have one legβΒ
You simply twist your lips into a pout, βYou never let me have any fun.βΒ
A chortle slips from his lips, small, as though he were trying to stifle it.Β
Bubbling out from his chest, deep and velvety.Β
It sends a shiver down your spine as you scrunch your nose in amusement.Β
Standing from your spot on the floor, walking over, you slip the box from his arms.Β
He tries to grasp at it, reluctant in having you help. "I can carry it-"
"Tough luck, love," you twist it out of reach, one of your own arms reaching out to steady and support him.Β "I'm here to help, whether you want it or not."
Adding in a softer tone, βJust cause youβre so strong, doesnβt mean you have to do everything alone," sincerity laces your words.Β
Hand holding him. Steadying.Β
Not making him feel weaker.Β
Just sharing the load. Making it easier to bear.
You place the box to the side as you plant yourself before him, hand caressing his cheek softly.
Admiring him and how much you loved him.
He mutters out, βIβm toughβΒ
βI know you are,β you nod.Β
βI can take care of myself,β he replies softer, cupping a hand to your cheek.
Faces moving closer and closer.
The warmth of his breath caresses your skin.Β
βYou have,β the words fall from your mouth, admiration pooling in your eyes, tracing the features of his face.
βYou still do. You always will. Iβve just joined in, too. Now we take care of each otherβ
His eyes flutter close as he leans his forehead against yours.Β
Sighing.Β
Relishing the moment.
Simply bliss.
Sure his leg, or lack thereof, could be a pain in the ass at times.Β
Sure he couldnβt do everything he used to do.
Like, carry a box around the home unless he puts his prosthetic back on.Β
But what he could still do.
All he really wanted to do.
Was love you.
Embrace your support.
And cherish being with you.
In the end.Β
That was all either of you wanted.
A life of love together.
Times spent in laughter, tears, or whatever.
So long as it was together.
Youβd be happy.
Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed this little fic for domaystic. Just a little sweetness of Jack loving you and vice versa. Could totally see him try to be super independent, despite needing help at times. (Also please let me know if there are any parts that aren't GN!) Let me know what you think β¨
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He nudged you to go somewhere else, maybe give up on the arcade trip altogether. But you had temporary cover already, placing yourself just behind him. When he moved, you quickly adjusted to be fully shielded from the incoming downpour.Β
βAre you using me as a windshield?β he laughed in disbelief, catching up to your scheming. βYouβre impossible, pips.β he rolled his eyes, opening his jacket to let you squeeze between the jacketβs front.
Pada setiap perjalanan hidup, diri kerap menemui kekecewaan, mungkin harap yang berlebih atau tak sadar berharap lebih, yang ntah dari mereka atau dari diri sendiri.
Pada setiap kekecewaan yang singgah, hati tak karuan, sesak melanda dada hingga isak tak tertahankan, sakit dan perih terasa panjang dan tak pasti sembuhnya kapan.
Pada setiap sakit hati yang menusuk, luka menghujam nurani, jiwa hilang tenang, terhantam debaran ombak pedih hingga menderita, dan masih tak terlihat hilal pulihnya.
Pada tiap luka yang menganga, kesabaran diuji, keyakinan diguncang, ketenangan raib seketika, hingga langkah terasa berat untuk melaju, dan tak tau kemana arah.
Pada tiap-tiap ketenangan yang terenggut, iman dalam dada dipertanyakan, apakah ia mampu menolongnya atau tidak ? hingga akhirnya hanya diri dan tuhan yang tahu jawabnya.
Wahai setiap jiwa yang ingin tenang, sembuh, juga lenyap dari kecewa, ikhlas dan ridho adalah jawabnya, dengan segala keteguhan benteng iman yang melekat didalamnya.
Ikhlaslah, menerima kecewa dan sakit
Ridholah, menyemai ikhlas pada tiap takdir
Dan yakinlah dibalik ini semua tersemat keindahan setelahnya, sesuatu yang lebih indah, jawaban indah dari setiap doa-doa dan harapan yang terpanjat padaNya.
Posting the first chapter of my entry for Angstpril 2025! Heads up, itβs not the happiest of fics.
Fandom: Star Wars
Pairing: Fives/Ahsoka ππ§‘
Rating: T
Word Count: ~3200 (for now)
Summary: Fives and Ahsoka already had their happily ever after; love, marriage, kids, a home, and fighting for a cause they believed in. Everything seemed perfect. Then Ahsoka discovered Darth Vader's true identity and decided she had no choice but to confront him. Fives was never Force sensitive, but somehow he knew this was the one mission she shouldn't go on. All he could do was ask her not to go and hope she would listen.
Warnings: grief/mourning, presumed death
Read here:
Chapter 1: Foreboding
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Beberapa minggu terakhir, pikiranku dipenuhi banyak hal. Qadarullah, bulan depan aku dan keluarga akan pindah ke Palembang mengikuti suami yang mendapat penugasan kerja di sana. Rasanya campur aduk ; antara antusias, haru, dan sedikit gugup memulai kehidupan di tempat baru.
Palembang bukan kota asing sepenuhnya, tapi juga bukan tempat yang kukenal dekat. Setiap kali membayangkan suasananya, aku berharap semoga Allah memudahkan segalanya. Semoga diberikan lingkungan yang baik, tetangga yang ramah, dan udara yang menenangkan hati. Aku tahu, setiap pindahan bukan hanya tentang membawa barang, tapi juga tentang menata hati dan kesiapan untuk beradaptasi.
Ada bagian dalam diriku yang takut kehilangan zona nyaman. Namun di sisi lain, aku merasa perjalanan ini adalah bentuk lain dari amanah. Mungkin di Palembang nanti, ada hal-hal baru yang harus kupelajari, ada orang-orang baik yang akan kutemui, dan ada kesempatan untuk tumbuh lebih jauh.
Aku juga berdoa agar bisa tetap berdaya dan berkarya, di mana pun berada. Karena aku percaya, tempat bukanlah batas untuk melakukan kebaikan. Selama niatnya lurus dan langkahnya disandarkan kepada Allah, maka setiap kota bisa menjadi ladang amal.
Perjalanan ini mungkin sesederhana hanya pindah kota. Tapi bagiku, ini adalah bab baru dalam hidup. Bab yang ingin kuisi dengan rasa syukur, semangat, dan doa agar setiap langkah di tanah Palembang nanti membawa kebaikan, ketenangan, dan keberkahan.
