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LAST LINE CHALLENGE
Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).
This one is round 3? 4? Idk thank you @saggitary for the tag!
Here’s the last lines from a Fives x Reader fic I’ve been working on.
“You had our first kid and I wasn’t there? Oh, maker. Fuck.” he brings a hand to cover his mouth, and tears spill over his cheeks.
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Oh it’s over for your AO3 @saggitary. Here I come with many words of love and applause or THE damn masterpiece Till Stars Break
The thing is you can describe Ahsoka joining the clone wars as:
Jedi Knight and Clone Captain of the 501st battalion take on a new Jedi Padawan and fight the Seperatist army
But you can also say:
19 year old and 10 year old going on 20 are suddenly put in charge of raising 14 year old girl while also trying not to die
And it’s the same thing
The 501st at 79’s incite an arm wrestling competition. Fives is on a winning streak until Jesse beats him, Jesse continues to win against 501st and any other battalion that wants to try until Hardcase beats him.
No one particularly wants to go up against Hardcase, knowing full well that Heavy Class troopers are normally stronger than your average trooper. The few that do try against Hardcase walk away with sore hands and arms.
Hardcase is content to bask in the glory of winning when Echo sits down across from him.
“Sure you wanna go kid?” Hardcase asks with a smirk.
“Try me.” Echo replies with a mischievous grin.
The take their positions, hands clasped together, waiting for Ridge to give to start call. Around them bets were being exchanged amongst the gathered troopers, all but a few betting on Hardcase. Right before the older trooper could called it out, Exho dropped Hardcase’s hand, licked his palm and regrabbed Hardcase’s hand.
Hardcase attempted to recoil, a disgusted look on his face but Echo held on and slammed his hand down.
Everyone was quiet for a moment before the few troopers that had bet on Echo cheered. Those that lost began to argue that Echo had cheated, all while the trooper himself sits back with a smug and satisfied look on his face.
Out of the corner of his eye he watched as Fives grumbled and handed some credits over to Kix.
