Lover. Fighter.

Cal Kestis x reader

warnings:

a/n: im writing im writing im writing im writing (it only works if im procrastinating)

prompt: @sweetjedi: “Lover. Fighter. by SVRCINA Cal Kestis Romantic (unless platonic fits more)”//Lover. Fighter. - SVRCINA

The two of your had past and future intertwined, Jedi ripped from familiarity and forced to conform, cheating death in the process.

You each were stripped down to your undergarments, standing at the edge of a small lake on the densely wooded planet of Kashyyyk. A pit stop on your trek across the galaxy to save the next generation of Jedi, but there were some personal obstacles in your way, like your fear of water and inability to swim. “Hey, I’m right here with you.” Cal said, holding your arm as your feet touched the cool water, a nice feeling with the humid air starting to overtake your senses. “Keep walking, you’re gonna be fine.”

“I know, Cal, I’ve had a bath before. We’re barely a foot in.” You snapped due to the stress of facing a fear. “Sorry, this is just a lot.” You sighed and closed your eyes, letting him lead you deeper into the lake. He chuckled and squeezed your arm.

“You’re doing fine.” He assured just before he suddenly swept you off of your feet and carried you bridal-style into the water. “Don’t freak, I’m not gonna do anything crazy.”

“Okay?! What are you doing, then?” You nervously raised your voice. Cal took you deeper into the water until your body was submerged, but his arms were still tightly wrapped under your knees and back, meanwhile you gripped tightly to his upper body.

“Just holding you for now. Just get used to it a minute, I’ve got you. You’re fine.” Cal explained to you calmly, slowly turning you back and forth and letting you get a nice feel of your surroundings while he did all the heavy work. “You doing okay?”

“Not too bad.” You responded, looking towards his eyes and smiling before gently leaning your head on his shoulder. “Carry me a little while longer. I’m starting to feel better.”

You sat at the edge of the bar of the newest addition to Rambler’s Reach, which was quite the experience in your humble opinion. Lots of interesting people all in one place, you found a bit of entertainment in silently observing the patrons and decor. Just as the bartender, M-6NK, asked you if you’d like another drink, a familiar face to anyone took a seat at the barstool beside you. “This one’s on me, Monk,” the orange-haired man said, “and one for me, too. Thanks.” You peered over and cracked a smirk.

“You look dangerous.” You joked dryly at the Imperial fugitive to your left. “You need something?”

“Just some company.” Cal answered, holding up his glass as an invitation, which you accepted with a clink of your own. “I’m not from around here.” He smiled.

“You wouldn’t want to be.” You began to match his flirtatious energy and became less tense towards the stranger. “I have to say, I am surprised you have time to stop for a drink.”

“I’m making time.”

Headcanons for being another displaced Padawan with Cal Kestis

Cal Kestis x jedi!reader

warnings: angst, STAR WARS JEDI SURVIVOR SPOILERS

a/n:

prompt:

What About Now?

Cal Kestis x reader

warnings:

a/n: i was listening this at work to get ideas while i did the most boring job ever and i immediately got this idea and couldn’t stop thinking abt it omg. also hi erica!!!!

prompt: @sweetjedi: “Hello awesome human! 🙂Congratulations on your follower celebration!!! I hope it is kind to you. May I request, for the celebration: Song: What About Now - Daughtry Character: Cal Kestis Fandom: Star Wars Relationship: Romantic Thank you thank you! 💖 I hope you have a calm day.”

“I worry for you, Cal.” Jaro Tapal speaks as the young boy watches the pair, Master and Padawan, walk away from them, Cal’s expression turning more disappointed with each dwindling step. “I understand that it’s natural to feel strong emotions towards people close to you, but you must remember the rules of the Jedi Order.”

The two of you were just quietly keeping each other company near the kitchen on the ship. You reading and him fidgeting with his lightsaber. “Hey, y/n? Does this look—” He poked your side and you immediately jumped with a squeak. After a moment of shock from the response, Cal realized what had just happened and a smirk creeped onto his face.

“Do not…” You cautiously warned, eyes widening as he lifted his hands as a threat and you slowly backed away. “Cal…”

“Oops.” He laughed and went right for your tickle spot. You screamed through laughter for the entire Mantis crew to hear and begged him to stop until he finally gave you a break, pulling you backwards into his lap and letting you rest your head on his shoulder.

“You suck.” You sighed in relief and Cal kissed the top of your head.

“I know.”

Cal had decided to take you for a walk after noticing the ongoing mood you had been in, thinking maybe getting away from the rest of the crew for a while would ease your troubles. As a calming technique, you’d learned to stack rocks with the Force, and up until now it had always worked. Cal enjoyed the sight of it, as well, but this time was much different once you lifted one of many rocks and launched it into a natural wall, shattering it into a dozen pieces. “Y/N? You have to talk about it, it’s eating you up inside.”

“We aren’t doing anything, Cal!” You shouted and he was surprised at how soon you were willing to speak on it, raising his eyebrows and taking a step back. “We were going to restart the Order, save the Force-sensitive children, put an end to the Empire. We’ve accomplished none of that, completely abandoned that idea and now we have no idea what we’re doing!” You stepped forward to your crewmate and poked a finger to his chest, now speaking low. “There’s no point in living if all we do is survive.”

“Y/N…” He mumbled without moving. “We’re doing everything we can to save the people who need us, now. That has to count for something.” Your face scrunched up as you fought the urge to knock some sense into him, but stayed peaceful.

“We have so much more potential than that, but you and Cere decided for everyone that we need to ‘play it safe.’” You said with air quotes. “There are people dying across these systems and all you guys can say is ‘we have to be patient.’ I can’t help but to feel guilty for the innocents we’ve yet to save.”

“Uh, oh, evacuate the ship,” Greez sarcastically shouted to the crew, “Cal’s acting chef today, we’re all done for. Nice knowing you.” Cal chuckled at the captain’s taunts and kept working on your meal.

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up.” He shook his head while preparing your plate and slinging a towel over his shoulder. “I’ve got a mouth to feed, and it isn’t even my own this time.” With that, he walked toward your quarters and gently knocked on the metal door, waiting a few seconds before opening it himself. “I brought something for youuu...”

“Thanks.” You quietly replied and leaned against the wall on your bunk, lightly stabbing your utensil into the meal that actually let you crack a smile for half a second.

“I don’t know how good it tastes,” Cal shrugged off his cooking skills, “Greez didn’t have much faith in me, but—”

“It’s good, Cal. Thanks...again.”

Bold or Kind

Cal Kestis x reader

warnings:

a/n: for @swanimagines!!! happy holidays my dear!!! heres a little gift for you, hope you like it!!! i’ve missed writing for cal so of course i had to ☺️☺️ love ya!!! (ps sorry i posted this LATE)

prompt:

There wasn’t a guarantee of safety on Bracca. Actually, there were no guarantees at all. So when a scrapping mishap near your residence destroyed your living arrangements, you and hundreds of other Braccan workers were left homeless.

That is, until Cal heard the news of your displacement. He couldn’t just let you sleep on the train until they rebuilt, he knew that it’d take months for them to even start. He made you an offer that he wouldn’t let you refuse.

“Just because you can sense the memories of an item doesn’t mean you’re going to be a pro.” You handed Cal the hallikset and heard him click his teeth. “Hey! No attitude on this ship.”

“Yeah, yeah!” He chuckled and positioned the seven-stringed instrument on his lap. You took his left hand and showed him where to put his fingers along the neck. “Like that?”

“Just like that.” You confirmed and double checked his form. “Okay, now strum.” Cal did as you said and strummed a single chord.

“Not bad, huh?” He bragged, wiggling his eyebrows.

“You’ve got a long way to go, Kestis. Let’s get on with it.” You continued your lesson and went onto the next chord, repeating a few times over and slowly turning Cal into a pro. But it may take a while...

Always Something

Cal Kestis x reader

warnings:

a/n: hello and thank you so much!! i just wanna say thank you so much for all your sweet comments and reblogs on my posts, it makes me so happy to know you enjoyed them!! much love!! 💖

prompt: @sweetjedi: “Hey there! I'm new to your blog and LOVING it. If you are still taking requests, may I ask for a Cal Kestis x Reader where the Reader was out on a supply run, maybe with Cal, but either way Reader takes a bit longer because Imperials were around and after running and making sure to get back - the Reader ended up stealing a TIE Fighter. Something fun. (I'm rewatching Rebels) If that's okay? If not, it's all good. I hope you're doing well.”

Cal denies it time and time again, but the truth is that there’s always something that doesn’t go according to plan on your travels with the Mantis crew.

“Y/N, everything is going to be fine.” Cal assured you as you went through a list of every contingency you could think up, just trying to make sure that you made it out of this alive. “It’s just a supply run. Greez will drop us off, we’ll get what we need, then we’ll be safe and sound on right back where we started.”

“Come on, Cal. When has it ever gone like that?” You turned to him and waited for him to come up with a foolproof example, but he had nothing.

Better Late Than Never

Cal Kestis x reader

warnings:

a/n: added these two prompts together!

prompt: anonymous: “can you do prompt 2 from fluff with cal kestis pls”// 2: “Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?” 

anonymous: “hello! can u do #6 fluff with cal kestis please? love ur writing!” 6: “Please just kiss me already.”

“Boo!” Cal jumped out from the bushes of this unfamiliar planet without warning, your first instinct was to yelp and jump back. He’s lucky you didn’t pull your blaster on him.

They Never Listen

Cal Kestis x reader

warnings:

a/n: MWAH 😘

prompt: @queen-destenie: “i almost forgot about this and I’m so disappointed in myself. 😔 for the five words event, our favorite Jedi boy Cal Kestis with beautiful, angry, idiot, hurt, and love. you’re the best! 💕✨”

You guys had a solid plan. It was going to be foolproof, you swear. But no, never in your lives did you ever follow the plan. It’s hard to be angry at each other when you both make the same mistake, but in the heat of the moment, it happens.

“You were supposed to go after the bounty hunter!” You argued with Cal while clutching to your injured side, you’re not going to lie, it stung a little.

“Well, it wouldn’t make much of a difference since you went after her, anyways!” Cal shouted back, watching your face wince up from the pain. “Let’s just argue later, alright? You’re hurt.”

“And you’re,” you gasped at a sudden pain, then slowly exhaling, “you’re an idiot, Kestis.”

“So I’ve been told...” He carefully picked you up, trying to make sure he didn’t cause you any more pain. “You know, it’s a beautiful planet once you get past the fact that it’s swarming with criminals.” Cal always counted on his joked to lighten the mood, but laughing was not the best thing for you to do right now.

“You know, I love your stupid little jokes most of the time, Cal, but maybe wait until I’m not in excruciating pain?” You suggested with a quiet moan, every step he took was already too much movement for you, chuckles only made it worse.

“Right, okay. I’ll get you back to the ship, I promise. Just hang in there, y/n. I’ve got you.”

Jedi Code

Cal Kestis x reader

warnings:

a/n: 💖💖

prompt: @fallingstar95: “Hello dear! I was wondering if you’d possibly write a Cal Kestis imagine wherein he realizes his feelings for the reader but doesn’t know how to go about them because of his Jedi upbringing forbidding attachment? But luckily for him, she ends up liking him too and he gets to have an absolutely precious first kiss 🥰”

You walked by Cal as he sat on the couch reading an old book he’d found lying around. He looked to be unnaturally interested in it, seems that you may have to bring him back to reality for a moment.

“Hey there, Amaran.” You ruffled his hair and he gave you a smirk without looking away from the words of the page.

“I told you to stop calling me that.” Cal told you while shaking his head and leaning back to loosen up a bit, you chuckled at his reminder to you.

“Well, I didn’t wanna and I’m not gonna.” You sat next to him and looked over his shoulder. “You seem awfully interested in that book. Sure you don’t wanna hang out with me? I might be a little more fun.” You nudged him, Cal could feel his cheeks begin to blush.

“Yeah, yeah. I just want to read for now. I’ll hang out with you later.” He flipped his page and you frowned, leaving without another word. Maybe he didn’t like you the way you liked him? Maybe he didn’t like you at all...

Quite the contrary, Cal liked you a lot, he just didn’t know what to do with his feelings. He’d purposely been ignoring you because if he gave into his feelings, he’d be betrayed all of his teachings for you. He couldn’t throw out his upbringing for this, could he?

You had wandered back to your room where BD-1 was sitting on your bed, chirping as you walked in.

“No, he didn’t want to be around me.” You sighed as the door shut, BD let out another beep. “It doesn’t matter. He’s a Jedi after all.” BD beeped again. “Council or not, bud.” You sat beside the droid on your bunk and he crawled into your lap, trying to convice you that this wasn’t a lost cause, but he wouldn’t change a thing. “Now, don’t you go and tell Cal about this, okay. It’s between me and you, I’ll be fine.”

Meanwhile, Cal sat readinv the same page of this book over and over, he couldn’t seem to get his mind off of you. Your eyes, your smile, your laugh, your touch. There was nothing he didn’t like about you, but again, the Jedi Code was strict on having no attachments.

“Cere, can I ask you something?” Cal caught her attention as she passed through.

“Anything.” She nodded and turned her attention to the young Jedi.

“There’s something I want, but it betrays the ideals of the Jedi Code and I’m not sure if that’s something I’m willing to do...” He explained to his mentor. “It’s nothing to be concerned about, I just need to know if...if...”

“This is about y/n, is it?” Cere cocked an eyebrow and Cal got all red in the face again. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes.’” She chuckled and took a seat next to the redheaded boy. “The Jedi Code is no longer enforced by the Council, which means you’re free to make your own decisions. If you’d like to stick to the Code, you may, but you don’t have to. And if you are going to fight your feelings, I suggest talking to y/n about it before someone’s heart gets broken. Give it some thought.” She patted him on the shoulder and walked off to her previous task.

“Right...” Cal mumbled to himself, completely conflicted by Cere’s advice. But she was right, it was his choice on what to do with his future. And his future was just down the hall. Cal cast his book aside and marched to your room, giving a tap on the door and letting himself in to see BD-1 sitting on your stomach as you looked up.

“Oh, hey.” You waved while BD-1 let out an excited beep. “‘Scuse me, BD.” You let him hop off you before you sat up. “What’s up?”

“I wantedto talk to you.” He motioned to BD to give you two some space and his droid scattered out of the room, the door shut behind him. “Yeah, so, I know I’ve been a little distant lately...”

“You think?” You smiled and scooted over so he could sit next to you.

“Uh-huh,” Cal chuckled, “well, I thought about why I was being so distant and I realized it didn’t make any sense.” He shrugged while staring at the wall. “I like you, y/n, and it’s the first time I’ve felt this way with anyone. The Jedi Code says that I’m not allowed to like anyone, but who’s going to stop me?” Cal turned to you to see you beaming at him. “What?”

“I like you, too, Cal Kestis, and I’m glad you like me back.” You lifted a hand to his face and let him do the same, slowly closing the gap in between each of your lips before they met for the first time, only briefly.

“Sorry for before. But thank you for understanding.”

Sometimes playing with your hair got Cal through the day. You were seated on the floor in between his legs while he relaxed on the couch, paying no mind to the fact that his fingers were tangled in your hair. It was an often occurrence that you didn’t mind.

“What’s the hairstyle of the day?” You asked, making sure not to move your head and mess him up. He was snapped out of his focus for a second while he answered.

“Dutch braids. They’re coming together nicely.” Cal pulled your hair tighter and you could feel him tying off the end of one of his masterpieces. “Shouldn’t take much longer.”

“Take all the time you need.”

We All Have a Past

Cal Kestis x reader

warnings:

a/n: my love!! hope you’ve been doing good recently, and glad to see another cal kestis request, i miss that boy 😂🥰

prompt: @queen-destenie: “heyyy boo! i heard requests were open and i just had to jump in and ask one of my favorites to bring what’s in my mind to life! could you write a Cal Kestis fic where he finds out the reader used to be an inquisitor from Trillas taunts. he’s mad at first, but he forgives the reader because she had to survive somehow. please and thank you! 💗✨”

“I see you’ve made friends with a true traitor, Kestis.” Trilla tilted her head over to you, who was struggling not to pounce at her right now and get this over with, but that wasn’t you anymore.

“The Jedi aren’t traitors, Trilla. Give it up before this gets ugly.” Cal caught her attention again and heard her cackle at his confidence, catching him off-guard.

“You misunderstand, Jedi.” She smirked at you, who was left trembling from the mere thought of this truth that was about to be exposed. “Y/N was a fellow Inquisitor. Too bad they gave it all up to fight for a lost cause.” Her mocking only made it worse, and to top it all off...Cal didn’t believe it at first.

“I won’t fall for your lies, Trilla. You’ll have to do better than that.” Cal snapped back to her, but when he turned back to you, your expression told him everything. “No...”

“I’m sorry, Cal! I should have told you!” There was no easy way to fix this mistake. Cal groaned at himself for looking like such a fool, giving Trilla a much needed laugh.

“Well, my work here is done. Have fun on your travels!” She taunted before escaping without a scratch, a wasted opportunity for you two to take her down all because of a stupid little secret.

“Cal...” You mumbled involuntarily, you didn’t know how to follow that. What could you say besides “sorry?”

“Don’t.” He growled and stomped off, forcing you to chase him.

“Cal, please! I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you, but I knew you’d hate me if you’d known what I’ve done. They took me, they forced me to commit all these horrible acts...I left them, though! I swore I would never let them get to me again!” You pleaded with Cal as he silently walked beside you. He wouldn’t answer you no matter how hard you tried, but before you entered the Mantis, he said:

“Just leave me be for a while. I need to think.”

—————

There was a knock at the door of your quarters, you jumped to your feet to answer, seeing Cal with a regretful face as you opened the hatch doors.

“Can we talk?” He asked and you nodded to him, letting him inside. You felt weak, scared. Was he going to kick you out? Where could you go? You couldn’t bare the thought of being alone again. “Listen, I know that I was a little harsh earlier, but I don’t like secrets.” Cal told you, who was still too terrified to answer. “The Inquisitors are terrible people. We both know that, I guess you know better than me.”

“Yeah...” You mumbled while flickering your eyes across the room and fidgeting with your fingers.

“I’m not mad that you were an Inquisitor. I know what they do to create them against their will.” He told you, letting you get out a sigh or relief before he went on. “But I am mad that you didn’t tell me. I was mad.” You gulped as he looked you dead in the eyes. “But I know that if you told me that when I first met you, I may not have ever trusted you to begin with. I understand why you kept it a secret and I’m sorry that I treated you the way I did after I learned the truth.”

“Cal, you don’t have to apologize for anything. I get it.” You had tears welling in your eyes, you were glad that the truth was out and there wouldn’t have to be any more lies from you.

“No, no. I mean it, y/n. Your past doesn’t define you. We all have one.”

One With the Force

Cal Kestis x blind!reader

warnings:

a/n: thank you anon! hope this works for you, there wasnt a solid prompt to go along with it so i tried to improvise 💖

prompt: anonymous: “could i request a cal x blind reader, but she's also force sensitive? like a toph-esque character. love ur stuff recently x”

Your eyes shot open while you laid flat on your uncomfortable bedding.

“What is it, Cal?” You emerged from your sleep, giving the boy a slight startle.

“Oh—I was just checking if you were awake.” He scratched the back of his head and leaned on your door frame.

“I am now.” You sat up and placed each of your feet onto the cool metal floor of the ship.

“Well,” Cal chuckled awkwardly, “now that you’re up, do you want to go exploring with me?” You didn’t reply to him, just waited for him to go on. “I’m about to head out and take a look around the area before we lift off in the morning.”

“Yeah, sure, why not?” You moved around your room and grabbed your satchel. “Any clue what you’re looking for?”

“Not at all, but that’s what makes it fun.” He took you by the arm and you froze.

“Cal,” you coldly said, “I don’t need help getting around.” You felt his hand quickly retreat and rub down his pants.

“Yep. Sorry.” Cal waited for you to walk in front of him and let you lead the way. The ship door opened and drew the bridgeway down for you and your friend to leave. The chilly air hit you head-on, sending a shiver down your spine. “You okay?”

“It’s a bit cold.” You walked out and felt your surroundings buzz around in the night. Cal suddenly disappeared back into the ship and re-emerged with one of his ponchos.

“Here, wear this.” He tugged the garment over your head and adjusted it accordingly.

“Thanks.” You mumbled and pulled the warm fabric closer to your body. “We should go closer to those woods over there, I sense an...interesting creature over there.” You pulled Cal along with you and swatted away at the insects that bothered you.

“What is it like? Using the Force as sight, I mean.” Cal asked, genuinely curious. You thought about your answer as you pushed through the brush and other types of native life. “Y/N?”

“I heard you. I’m thinking.” You answered and heard him hum. “It’s enlightening.” You finally decided to tell him.

“Care to explain that answer?” Cal nudged you and you stopped in your tracks.

“Quiet.” You hushed him. “Look.” You pointed forward and directed his gaze to the bear-like creature staring right back at you. “Tell me, is she beautiful or what?”

“Yeah, it’s amazing.” He pat your shoulder and the bear let out a screeching bark that knocked you both over from shock. You fell on top of Cal and squirmed you regain your composure. “Hey, stop moving for a second.” The ginger pulled you closer to his chest and you felt his breathing and heartbeat grow faster. “Doing okay?”

“Yeah...yeah, I’m good. Just a little shaken.” You admitted and steadied your own breathing. “She’s walking away. Maybe it’s time we get back to the ship?” You suggested and Cal moved you off of him so he could help you back up. “‘Go exploring,’ huh?” Each of you let out a half-hearted laugh and walked towards the ship.

“We’ll try it again some other time, what do you say?”