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Oh, well, in a happy threesome AU, the trio would be a well-oiled functioning team so as soon as they landed on Vader’s ship, they’d get the lay of the land and realize that something’s Not Right. When Vader sees them, he probably thinks they’re a hallucination or a dream or something. Here’s two of his favorite people, both alive and within reaching distance, but they’re with a version of him that’s not in a suit, who looks healthy and happy? This obviously must be a dream.

The happy trio kind of go with it.

Until one of the stormtroopers come along and freak out about the strangers on board and Vader realizes that they’re real and has them arrested. He can’t bear to throw Padme into a cell, though, so he orders them all put into one of the guest rooms, though shackled and under heavy guard.

Anakin’s the first to figure out that Vader is his evil twin and he’s determined that the way out of this is to appeal to the more logical members of their trio: this universe’s Padme and Obi-Wan.

So the next time Vader comes to try to intimidate them into answering his questions (it’s not going anywhere), Anakin says “We want to talk to Obi-Wan and Padme. Where are they?”

Vader explodes and throws Anakin against the wall and is like “Padme is DEAD.” Then he watches as this Padme - this miraculously alive and well Padme who’s not his, who’s got some white mixed in within her brown hair now, older than his own Padme ever got to be (because of him) - rushes over to the other version of himself and he both envies and loathes his other self, for still having what he’s lost.

“I’m alright,” Anakin reassures Padme from where he’s collapsed on the ground. Vader wonders if this is what he would look like if he wasn’t confined to his suit: older, hair starting to go gray at the temples, wrinkles around his eyes but still light on his feet.

“What do you mean, Padme’s dead?” Obi-Wan asks and he’s still got that cultured accent, that lilt in his tone. He’s got a head full of white hair but he holds himself straight and tall and he’s still in top fighting form. If Vader stares a little too hungrily at him, well, the mask is good for some things. He wonders if that’s how the Obi-Wan of this world looks like now.

“Hey,” Anakin snaps. “Eyes above the waist, buddy. You can ogle your own Obi-Wan.”

Vader snarls. He’s had enough of these memories of things he could have had. He stomps out of the room without another word.

He can’t stay away though, not really. Not when he never thought he’d see Padme again, not when his own search for Obi-Wan has been so frustratingly fruitless. So he does go back. In a couple of days, after a particularly vexing holocall with his Master.

This time, it’s Padme who speaks first and she says, “We want to help you find Obi-Wan.”

Vader rears back in surprise. “What?”

“We’ll help you find your Obi-Wan,” she repeats. “You said that I died in this universe, but you didn’t say anything about Obi-Wan, so he’s still alive, right? But Anakin and Obi-Wan can’t find him on board this ship and going by your….well, your everything, the two of you must not be in contact so either you’ve never met or you’re separated for some reason.”

“He betrayed me!” Vader says. “He left me to die on a volcano and he put me in this suit! I’ve been looking for him for almost two decades and haven’t found him. He’s a wily old coot!”

“Well,” Anakin says with a wry look at his own Obi-Wan, “he is that.”

Obi-Wan rolls his eyes.

“Luckily,” Anakin continues, “we have an Obi-Wan here who can help us figure out where your Obi-Wan went. Since they’re basically the same person.”

“With vastly different life experiences, though,” Obi-Wan cautions.

“Depending on when the divergence happened,” Anakin says. To Vader, he continues, “But in order to do that, you’ll have to tell us everything that’s happened.”

“Why would you help me?” Vader asks suspiciously.

“Because this world is fucked up,” Anakin says bluntly. “And we want to get home and Obi-Wan’s the smartest person I know, especially when it comes to Force-related shenanigans. He is the Master of the Order, after all. So the Obi-Wan of this world would be our best chance of figuring out how to fix this. He might also be able to help you fix all this, too.” Anakin gestures at their surroundings but Vader knows he’s including the whole universe in that.

Vader thinks back on the past two decades under Sidious’ rule, thinks back at the transmission from his Master ordering him to go to Scarif, to chase after a couple of Rebel infiltrators. 

He scoffs, internally. He knows what the Rebels are after; they know that there’s a weakness in the construction of the Death Star. But even if they can pinpoint it, there isn’t anyone who can hit it. No one besides him. 

Let them get the plans. He’s going after bigger fish.

“Okay, then, old man. Let’s see how much like Obi-Wan you really are,” he says.

Obi-Wan just arches his brow at him and oh, that brings back memories.

“Once again, eyes above the waist, buddy,” Anakin says, this time with just a hint of a smirk.

Vader wants to kill himself.
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IM ALWAYS A SLUT FOR DARK CREATURES! AU MY DUDE 

and anything involving vampires is my f u c k i n g jam. Vampire!Newt. Vampire!Newt turning Graves accidentally. 

Graves who comes home late one night after work. It’s been a long, tiring day at the MACUSA, and the only thing he wants is to crawl into bed and sleep when he hears a pained whine in an alleyway. 

Startled, he draws his wand and cautiously moves towards the sound. He finds a man, leaning against the brick wall with his eyes closed, hunched forwards as if to puke and generally looking all the worst for wear. 

Graves sighs. There goes his quiet evening. 

“Hey, you alright?” Graves calls out. Which is perhaps not the smartest thing to say, but well. 

The stranger looks up at the sound before doubling over, clutching his stomach in pain and looking a bit crazed as he whispers “Get back. Get back now and - run away, please-” 

Graves stares at him. “That’s stupid,” he says. “I’m not leaving you here in this state. Did you have too much to drink?”

The man doesn’t laugh at his attempt to lighten the mood. Instead, he looks at Percival, eyes suddenly razor sharp and focused on him in a way that makes the Director tense and take a few steps back, ready to fight or flight. 

“Not enough, I’d say,” the man murmurs, and then he’s gone. Graves blinks. 

There’s a blur of movement at his left, pain at his back and Graves finds himself pined against the wall, a crushing weight keeping him in place, a strong grip locking his wrists together. His wand clatters against the ground, utterly useless. A wandless Expulso is on the tip of Graves’ tongue when the man does something  - something, that makes his entire body relax and melt under the stranger’s touch. 

Wait, what? 

“That’s better,” the stranger breathes, and Graves finds himself nodding, his mind blissfully blank. The redhead releases him, allowing Graves to turn around. His hands find their way to his throat of their own accord and Graves divests himself of his scarf, his coat and his tie, opens up his shirt before he realizes what he’s doing. 

“Thank you, love.” 

Graves hums. A small part of his brain is screaming at him that this isn’t normal, to fight, to flee, to do something instead of stand there and let a cold hand caress his neck. 

“What’s your name?” 

“Percival,” he hears himself say.

“Mine is Newt Scamander,” the stranger says, his voice laced with pity, “and I am so so sorry.” 

And then Newt bites down on Graves’ neck. Graves chokes, suddenly brought back to reality, the pain nearly unbearable. His hands clutch and grip at Newt’s coat, trying to stop him. Newt growls and bites down harder, and Graves is distantly aware of something warm liquid trickling down his neck and chest, soaking his shirt. He tries to scream, but he can’t hear his voice. He tries to kick, but his legs are weak. Before he knows it the edges of his vision start to blur and he slumps, dizziness taking over, all sense of fight leaving him. Newt continues to lap up at his neck, biting again and again in a few spots. 

Graves closes his eyes and lets the darkness take over. 
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Ahhhhh I have had a partial reply started for days about this topic!! I am perfectly good with either flavor of this AU of the Pirate Kenobi AU because both are making me laugh. 

Honestly, Anakin is not ready for any of this, either way. He’s going to be so in over his head, since Anakin’s been living in the Suit and being a Bad Guy with Sheev for a zillion years. He is like the LEAST READY anyone in the entire universe has ever been for Good Guy Rapscallion Pirate Kenobi turning on the charm ray. 

I almost feel bad for the guy, except that he’s totally going to get to make out with Pirate Obi-Wan, so it’s hard to scrounge up THAT much sympathy. LOL
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Agreed. Theseus and Percival want justice, but justice has already been served. Locking Grindelwald up for a second life sentence would simply be cruel. 

But how to convince the Wizarding World?
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Agreed. Theseus and Percival want justice, but justice has already been served. Locking Grindelwald up for a second life sentence would simply be cruel. 

But how to convince the Wizarding World?
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Hmm, I don’t know. There’s a part of me that ships him with Elphias Doge. 

But only after Grindelfuck has been locked up because we know how possessive he is. 

I think the twins and Aberforth would be fine with it, as long as Albus was happy and his spouse treated him right. 

@hamelin-born Your thoughts?
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Apparently, at least in the EU, Palpatine wasn’t lying when he said that Anakin killed Padme. When he Force-choked her, he damaged her trachea. The robots who were treating her on Polis Massa were unfamiliar with human anatomy and physiology and weren’t able to detect and treat it, leading to her death. 

I don’t know if this still holds true for the new canon, but fuck, right in my Anidala feels. 

Oh, but now this makes me want something where Obi-Wan reacts to the droids saying she’d ‘lost the will to live’ by going ‘that’s not like Padme’ and checking her over with the force, and discovering the damage - and he’s not good enough at force healing to completely fix the damage, but he’s good enough at it to keep her alive while the droids are reprogammed and can actually help her- but doing so causes a force bond between them. Vader wakes up and discovers he didn’t kill his wife - but only because Obi-Wan Kenobi saved her…

Cue Vader obsessively stalking them both….(Can this also be an AU where Anakin does not get burned to shit and ends in Obianidala?)

@hamelin-born What do you think?

This sounds like an excellent set up for a three-way Force Bond. Which is - probably all but unprecedented; the three of them are essentially making it up as they go along.

But I would bet hard currency that the establishment of the three-way Force Bond and Obi-Wan saving Padme flips Vader from homicidal possessiveness to - well, homicidal possessiveness, as focused squarely on Padme and Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan, after all, is his. He saved Padme. He didn’t attack when he had the opportunity to seriously wound and/or kill Lord Vader. He was there when the twins were born. Obi-Wan has proven, though word and action, that he cares and Vaderkin is not going to let him go.

Of course, he has to catch the man first.

Oooh, three way force bond, yessss… Vaderkin is just like - whelp, i now have a husband as well as a wife. The force gave him to me. \The force killed Qui-Gon to give him to me. He’s mine. That bit in the Darth Vader comics where he finds out about Luke and goes ‘he will be mine. It will all be mine’? it’s like that, but constantly. Padme and Obi-Wan are his. The children are his. The galaxy will soon be his…

And with a force bond, there’s no way Padme and Obi-Wan can hide on Tattooine - they’d have to keep running, and running, and running - and it’s wearing them down…How do you think Obi-Wan felt when he first saw that he was wanted only alive, like Padme?

Especially if he can sense the homicidal possessiveness through the force bond, and starts to realise what it means…

Well, Vader and Obi-Wan had a Force Bond - leftover from their time as Master and Apprentice - and ‘Old Ben’ Kenobi managed to hide from his former student for approximately twenty years. And in the comics - well, Vader was very interested in tracking down Obi-Wan Kenobi. So it might not be quite that simple.

Obi-Wan probably felt a sick sense of horror, because he could think of so many things that were much, much worse then death. Though I imagine that his jaw would drop when he saw the marriage license that Vaderkin had filed on his behalf - lo and behold, Obi-Wan Kenobi is now legally married to to Padme Naberrie and Darth Vader (aka Anakin Skywalker). 

…I imagine that Padme is also taken aback by that for several minutes before shock transmutes into exasperation. Because of course Anakin would do something exactly like this.

Obi-Wan probably very quickly works on teaching Padme shielding. Because, at this point, because she has never had any need for being taught how to shield herself off from a Force Bond, due to being non-Force sensitive, she is the weak link in their attempts to hide from Vaderkin. Once Padme has shielding down, though, Vader’s attempts to find them become more difficult. 

There were so many horrible things that went through Obi-Wan’s mind when he saw that. Being tortured for information on the location of any other surviving Jedi, for any information on the fledgling Rebellion, being forced to Turn….

The marriage license definitely sends him for a loop. Although, given the horrible, slick, black feeling of possessiveness that he is still able to feel from his suppressed Force bond with Anakin, he reflects that he really shouldn’t have been surprised. 

Padme is just so done with you, Anakin. So, so done. 

(Sorry for the late response. I haven’t been feeling so hot this week and then I promised I’d take my little sister to see Lego Batman today (which was freaking amazing and hilarious)).

I think it’s fanon that Padme is at least slightly Force-sensitive - not enough for training or flashy visual effects, but enough to be slightly sensitive.

Part of Obi-Wan’s training probably included him using their own Force-Bond as an example - gently brushing the edges of her mind so she would know what it felt like, tugging, ever-so-carefully, on the link between them - once Padme had a better grasp of what was inside her head and what wasn’t part of her, it went a lot quicker. …and if, in the process, she gained a better understanding of who Obi-Wan was, from the inside-out, the grief burning beneath the man’s skin - well.

Obi-Wan and Padme probably shared a glass of something extremely alcoholic and (sarcastically) toasted to their marriage. The Wedding License that Vaderkin had dug up was a three-way one, meaning that they’re all married to each other - rather then both of them simply being married to Lord Vader. 

Do you think that Obi-Wan and Padme would split up? I rather doubt it; to begin with, they probably had to travel together for a while as Obi-Wan taught Padme how to shield. And after that - well. It might not have been safety in numbers, but Padme probably had had a first-hand glimpse of how much Obi-Wan was hurting, how pretty much everyone he has ever cared with - ever shared any kind of connection with, be it ‘normal’ or a Force-Bond inspired one, has either died, left, or betrayed him. In an odd way, Padme is the last person he cares about who has done none of the above, although he fully expects her to either hate him or leave at the first opportunity.

Padme, perhaps, might choose not to leave him.

If she does, she will unique in that she’s the first person in forever who has chosen him. (Obi-Wan has always been the second choice, never the first. He’s grown used to it.)

I think that Luke and Leia still might end up separated on Alderaan and Tatooine; for one, in those first, frantic months, Padme and Obi-Wan could not take the risk of Vader tracing their Force Bonds back and finding them. Later on - later on, the twins were established. The twins were safe, and if Vader was chasing them, he was not looking for the children. (He did not know the child’s gender. He did not know how many of them there were. Luke and Leia were safest far, far away from Padme and Obi-Wan).
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So, the story goes as following: me, my parents, and a wife+husband family friends were celebrating the wife’s birthday.

For dessert, we had something topped with raspberries, and for those who wanted, almonds.

Wife: “Stone, you don’t like almonds, do you? I just have this feeling that you don’t.”

Me: “You’re right, I’m not very fond of almonds.”

Which is when my dad pulls a pun. A really shitty pun. Based on me being a lesbian.

See, in Swedish, almond is “mandel” while “man del” can be translated as “man part”. So my dad. My dad…

Dad: “She doesn’t like ‘man part’ either!”

And I just fucking lost it. I couldn’t stop laughing at my dad’s shitty pun on me being a lesbian. I mean, I’ve suspected that he and mom suspected the whole “not straight” thing, but… Oh boy, did not expect that!

Wife: “Oh, well, you hasn’t decided on that, has you?”

ASDFGHJKL APPARENTLY I WAS IN A GLASS CLOSET

Me: “Yes, I have.”

Wife: “Oh, that’s fine then.”

and then they made a joke that I needed to find some ‘woman part’ instead.

sdfghjk I’m still laughing about it, omfg. I wish everyone else could have an equally funny/nbd coming out as I did.
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Hey people, the Senate voted against net neutrality (50-48), and now the House is up next.

Maybe we should start callin our representatives.

Time to start hammering away at this. Again.

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Making our voices heard is how we stopped “Trumpcare” from happening

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And for once a headline is actually understating the matter. Here’s an important quote from the article: “The resolution also would bar the FCC from ever enacting similar consumer protections.”
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Apparently, at least in the EU, Palpatine wasn’t lying when he said that Anakin killed Padme. When he Force-choked her, he damaged her trachea. The robots who were treating her on Polis Massa were unfamiliar with human anatomy and physiology and weren’t able to detect and treat it, leading to her death. 

I don’t know if this still holds true for the new canon, but fuck, right in my Anidala feels. 

Oh, but now this makes me want something where Obi-Wan reacts to the droids saying she’d ‘lost the will to live’ by going ‘that’s not like Padme’ and checking her over with the force, and discovering the damage - and he’s not good enough at force healing to completely fix the damage, but he’s good enough at it to keep her alive while the droids are reprogammed and can actually help her- but doing so causes a force bond between them. Vader wakes up and discovers he didn’t kill his wife - but only because Obi-Wan Kenobi saved her…

Cue Vader obsessively stalking them both….(Can this also be an AU where Anakin does not get burned to shit and ends in Obianidala?)

@hamelin-born What do you think?

This sounds like an excellent set up for a three-way Force Bond. Which is - probably all but unprecedented; the three of them are essentially making it up as they go along.

But I would bet hard currency that the establishment of the three-way Force Bond and Obi-Wan saving Padme flips Vader from homicidal possessiveness to - well, homicidal possessiveness, as focused squarely on Padme and Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan, after all, is his. He saved Padme. He didn’t attack when he had the opportunity to seriously wound and/or kill Lord Vader. He was there when the twins were born. Obi-Wan has proven, though word and action, that he cares and Vaderkin is not going to let him go.

Of course, he has to catch the man first.

Oooh, three way force bond, yessss… Vaderkin is just like - whelp, i now have a husband as well as a wife. The force gave him to me. \The force killed Qui-Gon to give him to me. He’s mine. That bit in the Darth Vader comics where he finds out about Luke and goes ‘he will be mine. It will all be mine’? it’s like that, but constantly. Padme and Obi-Wan are his. The children are his. The galaxy will soon be his…

And with a force bond, there’s no way Padme and Obi-Wan can hide on Tattooine - they’d have to keep running, and running, and running - and it’s wearing them down…How do you think Obi-Wan felt when he first saw that he was wanted only alive, like Padme?

Especially if he can sense the homicidal possessiveness through the force bond, and starts to realise what it means…

Well, Vader and Obi-Wan had a Force Bond - leftover from their time as Master and Apprentice - and ‘Old Ben’ Kenobi managed to hide from his former student for approximately twenty years. And in the comics - well, Vader was very interested in tracking down Obi-Wan Kenobi. So it might not be quite that simple.

Obi-Wan probably felt a sick sense of horror, because he could think of so many things that were much, much worse then death. Though I imagine that his jaw would drop when he saw the marriage license that Vaderkin had filed on his behalf - lo and behold, Obi-Wan Kenobi is now legally married to to Padme Naberrie and Darth Vader (aka Anakin Skywalker). 

…I imagine that Padme is also taken aback by that for several minutes before shock transmutes into exasperation. Because of course Anakin would do something exactly like this.
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Newton Artemis Fido Scamander most certainly did not have a crush on one Percival Graves, the Director of Magical Security - until he did, that is.

Newt hadn’t had a crush on anyone for years, in fact, until a good three months after the Grindelwald incident. A good three months after they found Graves. Newt had been brought in to consult on a trafficking ring that broke out during the chaos of cleaning up Grindelwald’s mess and MACUSA had instantly asked for his return. He had come back, knowing he’d probably end up meeting the man behind the face that Grindelwald had stolen -

Only to find out he was on sick leave, re-cooperating from the trauma of being held prisoner. What trauma specifically, be it psychological or physically, no one could say. Nor could they say how long he’d be gone.

So imagine Newt’s surprise when he’s knee deep in a raid - spells flying, creatures howling from their cages and panicking, lashing out through the bars and suddenly, he appears. He spots Graves entering the chamber from across the chaos and for a heart stopping second, Newt can’t move. His face is so familiar, and every moment he blinks, he can see Grindelwald’s exasperated expression as he sentenced him to death. But every time he opens his eyes, he see Percival Graves. And while the face is the same, nothing else is.

Grindelwald had moved like a peacock, strutting his power and the richness of Graves’ body like a man flaunting a pricey car. Graves moved like a panther; smooth, steadfast, assured of his capabilities but also cautious enough to know that didn’t ensure a painless fight. His eyes were deep and focused. He scanned the chaos at hand with a sheer, calm calculation that set Newt at ease. 

And when he announced his entrance finally to the group at large, it was not flashy or wasteful. He bound and gagged three criminals before the rest even realized he was attacking them at all. 

He attacked not just for himself, but for his flock. He cast spells that assisted those aurors that were struggling the most first - the outnumbered or exhausted or wounded. And once assured of their safety, then moved onto the rest. He wasn’t flashy. He didn’t try to eliminate everyone on his own, although Newt had a small inkling that he could. Instead, he worked with his aurors. He attacked just as much as he defended, moving slow and precisely. It wasn’t a race, after all. The safety of his team was most important.

And so while it was a sluggish fight, it was predominantly a success, with minimal injuries occurring after the fact.

“Well done,” he said, his voice rough like whiskey and warming Newt’s chest just the same. Newt watched as he clapped a strong hand onto Abernathy’s shoulder and squeezed, encouraging, before turning to the room at large. “Everyone, begin transporting these men to headquarters. We’ve a long night of paperwork ahead of us.”

“Yes!”

“Of course, sir!”

“Right away!”

And then Graves turned to look at him.

“Mr. Scamander, yes? I was informed you were assisting with this case. Are you alright?” Graves asked, approaching him all the while, and Newt couldn’t help but feel pinned beneath the wolfish focus of those eyes. He swallowed, about the speak, when Graves’ gaze slid suddenly over Newt’s shoulder. 

He received no more notice than that. Suddenly, Graves was in front of him, shoving him aside. Newt stumbled into a nearby table, off balance, then whirled to take in what had set Graves off. 

A nundu stood where Newt had once stood, blood on it’s claws. Were it not for the cruel muzzle the criminals had placed upon the creature’s snout, Graves would probably have been struck dead by the creature’s poisons. Newt, too. 

Graves had managed to back away somewhat, but Newt could see where the nundu had struck him - sleeve torn and muddled red at the forearm. Graves had both his hands out, both making him seem large while also giving the nundu sight of both his hands and what they were doing. 

Newt rose to his feet quickly, mouth open to direct Graves, when the man then turned his open palms to him and shook his head - shushing him with his eyes. It was then he realized the man must have already warned back his aurors, too, because they were frozen in a semi-ring around him, wands drawn but frozen as they watched.

The nundu was growling, it’s huge throat swollen in angry and its thorny mane bristling. Newt felt his heart constrict, torn between directing Graves regardless of the man’s request for silence and telling him not to harm the nundu.

But neither predator attacked, nor seemed to attend to - both just staring each other down. It was then, Newt realized, that Graves was gently easing a wandless spell through the air between them. It sunk into the creature gradually, easing it into a calm stupor incrementally instead of all at once lest the spell panic the beast. Newt watched, wide-eyed, as the director calmly eased the creature to the ground - falling into a kneel in time with the moment that the creature laid down, keeping eye contact until it was finally fully slack, eyes closed, restful and at peace. 

“Sir, that was amazing,” one of the aurors whispered, awed. 

“Yes it was,” Newt whispered.

Graves leaned forward, hands searching out the crevices of the muzzle, frowning as though displeased as Newt approached. The man looked up at him once before leaning back on his haunches and turning his attention back to the beast.

“My apologies, Mr. Scamander. I am well aware of your expertise, but I did not think warning you would give you enough time to react - I hope I did not hurt you.”

“N-no, I’m quite alright. You… Thank you for not harming him. Another man might have killed him without another thought if they were staring down a nundu.”

“It’s not the creature’s fault he’s here. A spell must have shattered the door to his cage. Spooked him. We got too close and he was acting on instinct. He didn’t advance any further after the initial swipe - he didn’t want to hurt anyone,” Graves said, eyes on the creature as he spoke. “Can hardly fault him for trying to protect himself. Far from home, surrounded by hostile people and then exposed to the fight that just happened. And then he was muzzled. I don’t strike a man if I have a knife and he doesn’t. Goes the same for creatures. Just doesn’t seem right.”

Newt blinked, stock-still in the face of the last words he had expected to hear.

“I wish we could loosen this,” Graves said, fingers trailing over the places where the muzzle bit cruelly into the creature’s jaws, “But until he’s somewhere more managable, I don’t think that’s an option - for all of our sake’s, his included. I apologize though, Mr. Scamander. I know you’re likely not comfortable with that.”

Newt jerked, shook himself of his daze and said, “N-No, not at all. You’re right, it’s best for all of us, the nundu included, until I can get him somewhere safe.”

And when Graves rose to his feet, they were suddenly so close. Newt felt his breath hitch. He watched as Graves ran a hand over his wound, sewing the ragged mess shut, before looking ever so slightly up to look at Newt.

“Are you sure you’re alright, Mr. Scamander?” Graves asked. “You look a little shell shocked.”

Newt nodded quickly, too quickly to be smooth.

“Good. We should start noting and moving these creatures somewhere safe, then. I’d be happy to lend you a hand, if you need the assistance,” Graves said, clapping Newt on the back as he had done the aurors. “The faster we get them somewhere more like home, the better - right?”

And when Graves smiled at him, Newt felt his breath catch in his lungs. Oh no, he thought. He’s perfect.
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Apparently, at least in the EU, Palpatine wasn’t lying when he said that Anakin killed Padme. When he Force-choked her, he damaged her trachea. The robots who were treating her on Polis Massa were unfamiliar with human anatomy and physiology and weren’t able to detect and treat it, leading to her death. 

I don’t know if this still holds true for the new canon, but fuck, right in my Anidala feels. 

Oh, but now this makes me want something where Obi-Wan reacts to the droids saying she’d ‘lost the will to live’ by going ‘that’s not like Padme’ and checking her over with the force, and discovering the damage - and he’s not good enough at force healing to completely fix the damage, but he’s good enough at it to keep her alive while the droids are reprogammed and can actually help her- but doing so causes a force bond between them. Vader wakes up and discovers he didn’t kill his wife - but only because Obi-Wan Kenobi saved her…

Cue Vader obsessively stalking them both….(Can this also be an AU where Anakin does not get burned to shit and ends in Obianidala?)

@hamelin-born What do you think?

This sounds like an excellent set up for a three-way Force Bond. Which is - probably all but unprecedented; the three of them are essentially making it up as they go along.

But I would bet hard currency that the establishment of the three-way Force Bond and Obi-Wan saving Padme flips Vader from homicidal possessiveness to - well, homicidal possessiveness, as focused squarely on Padme and Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan, after all, is his. He saved Padme. He didn’t attack when he had the opportunity to seriously wound and/or kill Lord Vader. He was there when the twins were born. Obi-Wan has proven, though word and action, that he cares and Vaderkin is not going to let him go.

Of course, he has to catch the man first.

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