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uwingdispatch · 2 years

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Every Embrace

Notes: Bodhi Rook/Gender Neutral Reader, disabled reader, everyone lives au, post-rebellion, hurt/comfort, domestic fluff, fluff and angst

CW: PTSD, chronic illness, disability, medical settings, implied sexual intimacy

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You don’t know many people who wear glasses. Most beings on Chandrila and other developed worlds undergo a simple surgery to correct their vision. But Bodhi—he had a particularly unpleasant experience with the Imperial surgeon who’d worked on his eyes at the academy, and he has no intention of ever having that kind of surgery again. Which means the goggles he wears for other mechanical work aren’t just a safety precaution—they now have prescription lenses. And if he needs to read anything, whether it’s his data pad or a cereal box, he needs glasses.

At the moment, Bodhi is frantically going through every drawer in the house. “Love,” he asks, “are you sure you didn’t move them?”

“I never touch your glasses,” you say. “Because of exactly this.”

He sighs. “I could have sworn I left them on the table in the living room.”

It occurs to you that Bodhi fell asleep reading on the sofa last night and had to be coaxed to get up and come to bed. After lifting a few cushions, you find not one but two pairs of specs in the sofa. You call his name and hold your findings up in front of you.

His smile brightens his whole face. “I was starting to feel a bit mad,” he says. “Where were they?”

“Couch cushions.”

Bodhi takes the lenses from you, puts one pair on the kitchen counter and one on his head, like he used to wear those welding goggles back during the war. You know based on your own experience with eye health, and the eye health of many of your peers, that one of these days your partner is going to find himself needing corrective lenses for more than just reading. As you watch him return to his task, hunched over the recipe he’d been trying to read, those glasses ever so slightly sliding down the bridge of his nose—you can’t help but think how handsome he looks.

“Good,” he says. “I added a few things to the grocery list, and I’ve sent it to Cilvie in case you two want to do that tomorrow.”

“Bodhi—”

“It’s fine if you don’t. I can take care of it after work.”

“We can probably go to the store tomorrow. But I need you to sit down. You haven’t stopped moving since you got home.”

Bodhi sighs, running a hand through his long, dark hair. “I’ve been trying not to think about it,” he says. “I just feel like…maybe I’m forgetting again.”

Every fiber of your being wants to run to him, but you know he needs to come to you. With his memory—he doesn’t talk about it if he doesn’t want to and you know not to pry.

So you sit on the couch, take a deep breath, close your eyes. And when you open them, he’s there, next to you. He wraps his arms around you, his big hands gentle and warm. He slides his glasses to the top of his head again, pushing back his hair.

“You always figure me out,” he says. “But please don’t panic on my behalf.”

“Are you actually comforting me right now, Bo?” you ask. “When you’re clearly struggling?”

“No one calls me that but you,” he says. “Not since I was small.” He stares straight ahead for a moment, something in his eyes tells you he’s not entirely here with you.

“Bo,” you say, “come back to me.”

He smiles, takes your hand and gives it a gentle squeeze. “Sometimes…” he says, pausing to take a breath. “Sometimes it’s nice for me to just be able to take care of you. To make sure you are safe and happy. Maybe it’s a bit selfish but it’s something I couldn’t do even for myself for a long time.”

Resting your head on his shoulder, you notice how nice he smells—some combination of shampoo, the clean cotton of his shirt, a light cologne he knows you like. You want to ask him what he’s thinking, whether he’s okay. But you know he has more to tell you. And the only way you’ll hear it is if you wait for him to be ready.

It’s not long before he lets out a long breath and says, “I made a doctor’s appointment a few weeks ago. Neurology specialist.”

“That’s a big step,” you say, wondering how much he’d been keeping from you, knowing how he hates the idea of burdening you with his own health issues. “You could have told me—I know this is really hard on you.”

“I know. It’s just a little too real, I guess.” He pauses. “But I have to know.”

It had been years since Bodhi had had his mind violated by Bor Gullet, a being who could not only see inside your mind but change it, move things around, make you believe anything or leave you with nothing at all. Bodhi was lucky to have mostly recovered, but there were side effects—then and still. For a while doctors said his symptoms lined up entirely with his PTSD, but Bodhi wasn’t so sure. Doubts like that can overwhelm a person, and now, after all this time wondering if he might have some kind of brain injury, there’s only one way to find out for sure.

“When is it?” you ask.

“Well,” he says, a “It was set for a few months from now. But I got a call right before I left work today and there’s an opening tomorrow. So…”

You take his face in your hands, gently caress his short beard before drawing him into a brief kiss. “I’m proud of you,” you say. “Where are we going tomorrow?”

“We?”

“I’m not letting you do this alone.”

“All right then,” he says. “The specialist is on Hosnian Prime. We’ll have to leave early.”

“Okay,” you say. “I’ll be with you.”

Bodhi takes your hand, brings it to his lips for a sweet kiss. “Thank you, love.”

You hear Cilvie chirping from down the hall: packing your bag.

Someone in this house is always eavesdropping, but it is nice of your droid to take care of that for you. You thank her, and then look to Bodhi, his big, dark eyes reflecting so much love.

“It’s going to be okay,” you tell him. “We’ve got this.”

You’d been living together for just a few months the first time Bodhi went to a doctor’s appointment with you. He’d actually suggested it, hoping to provide some comfort, maybe even get some insight into what to watch out for in an emergency. If it had been any other man, you might have balked at the idea, wondered what controlling nonsense he was up to. But it was Bodhi, the most sincere being you’d ever met. So you agreed.

Unfortunately, the appointment he joined you on had brought a decent amount of bad news. Medications weren’t working as they were supposed to, side effects of other medications might be too risky given your conditions. You left feeling somehow both deflated and panicky. When Bodhi came in from the waiting room, the physician had nothing helpful to share with him, either.

In the turbolift, on the way from the doctor’s office to the parking garage, Bodhi asked you, “How are you feeling? I mean, physically.”

“Not terrible,” you told him. “Same as this morning.”

“Right,” he said. “Okay, well, we’re getting dessert then.”

“Have you even had lunch?” you asked.

“I think dessert is in order regardless,” he said, putting an arm around you, bringing your body close to his. “Maybe a bit of chocolate, even.”

Bodhi touched his nose to yours and you closed your eyes, breathing in the comfort of being close to him, his familiar scent, the steady beating of his heart, the strands of hair fallen loose from his braid brushing against your cheek.

“I really thought there was going to be good news today,” you said. “Something helpful.”

“I know.” he whispered. “I’m so sorry that wasn’t the case.”

“I’m so tired,” you said. “How do we have so many advancements in medicine and I’m still such a mess?”

“You’re not a mess,” he said. “I know I can’t do a lot to help right now, but…whatever I can do? I’m going to do that.” You’d almost reached the level where your speeder was parked when Bodhi pressed a kiss to your lips and said, “If that’s all right with you, I mean.”

And in his embrace, some of your anxiety started to fade. He took your hand as you walked to your vehicle, opened the door for you as if you were on a first date. “I know a place,” Bodhi said. “I have a client in this neighborhood that I’ve done work for. She has a hard time leaving the house so usually Pao or I come to her. And there’s a cantina—you’ll see. The sweets menu is glorious.”

“Glorious?”

“Glorious.”

It was a quick drive to the little cantina, and when you walked in, Bodhi’s arm around your waist, you immediately knew why he wanted to bring you here. It was a casual comfort food spot, and right by the door was the very full dessert case.

You found a booth in the back corner and you ended up ordering a sandwich to split before indulging in the dessert menu. It was just before dusk and not particularly crowded. As you were waiting for your late lunch, Bodhi got up from the table abruptly, told you he’d be right back.

When you’d met, back on Yavin, Bodhi had been shy, almost debilitatingly so, often compensating for his anxiety by talking too fast and too much—something you’d come to find charming even if others merely tolerated it. But in the pilot’s seat or in combat, according to the folks who’d fought alongside him, he would almost become a different person—a man with a commanding presence and a sharp tactical mind. That was how he’d been consistently promoted. If he hadn’t decided to step away from the Navy, you both knew he would have earned the rank of General.

He’d grown into himself since those early days, his confidence coming back to him as he’d found strength in his found family. In you. But still, it surprised you when he put a credit in the cantina’s old-fashioned jukebox, returning to you with an outstretched hand.

“I’ve always loved this song,” he said. “Come dance with me.”

“What?” you asked, not entirely sure that he was serious.

“Dance with me, love. Just for a little while.”

You raised an eyebrow as you took his hand, the slow, soft melody coming in over the speakers in the early evening calm.

“Come on, now,” he said, a smile in his eyes. “This song makes me think of you, you know.”

As soon as you were in his arms, it didn’t matter whether people were watching. “How many years have I known you, Bodhi Rook? And not known that you could dance?”

“Too many, perhaps,” he said, quickly brushing his lips over your cheek. “Maybe this is something we should do more often.”

“Dancing?”

“With the promise of dessert.”

Bodhi’s original U-Wing was a total loss when it crashed on Endor. And while he’d enjoyed his stint as an X-Wing pilot through the Battle of Jakku and the month that he’d spent piloting a repurposed zeta-class transport—much like the one he’d flown with the Empire—it was the U-Wing that he kept coming back to when he was looking for something to salvage for personal use.

“My whole life turned around when Cassian pulled me aboard that ship,” he said on the day he finally made his decision. “It’s a quite different, this civilian model. I’ll have to install a hyperdrive somehow, and we’ll need a new droid port…”

You’d let him ramble, even though what he was saying may as well have been Huttese to you. And today as you board the U-Wing—Bodhi’s U-Wing—you admire as always the beauty of it, so much of it built from scrap but crafted and polished to look like new. With his hands.

Now in hyperspace, the silver streak of stars just outside the transparisteel windows, you settle on one of the plush benches that Bodhi had reupholstered himself a few years back. With Red keeping an eye on the navigation, Bodhi comes back to sit with you.

“Thanks for coming with me, love,” he says, “I can’t say I’m excited about this.”

“I know,” you say. “But if you get some answers, it’s worth it, right?”

He nods, pulling your legs over his so you’re nearly in his lap, his arms around you, bringing closer to his body. “I’m so afraid that I could lose something important. In my mind,” he says. “That I could lose my memories with you.”

You place one hand over his heart. He’s wearing a v-neck t-shirt and a soft cardigan—so different from how you used to find him in the back of the old U-Wing, so many years ago. But, stars, how you love him in v-necks—how they compliment his toned chest, the way one of his tattoos peeks out from under the collar.

“Bodhi,” you say. “That won’t happen. And if it did, I’d be right here to remind you.”

You caress your partner’s cheek, give his neatly trimmed beard a little tickle before he touches his forehead to yours, a few strands of dark hair slipping from where he’d pulled it halfway back, still damp from his shower earlier this morning.

“I hope the answer isn’t surgery,” he says. “I don’t know if I can handle that.”

“Whatever it is, we’ll do it together, Bo,” you say. “I promise. There’s nothing in the galaxy that you have to do alone.”

“Okay.”

“You look really nice today, you know.”

“Now you’re just trying to distract me.”

“Maybe I am,” you say. “But that doesn’t make it any less true.”

Bodhi kisses you then, his hunger for your touch evident as he takes your face in his hands, his lips moving slow but firm as they fit to yours so perfectly that you feel like you were made for each other.

“I’m sorry,” he says. “Is this okay?”

“It’s more than okay,” you tell him.

He responds with more kisses, deeper and more urgent as he leads you to the little pull-out cot he’d installed where on his old Alliance ship there would have been a second door and an ion canon. As you lie down, Bodhi folding the both of you under a blanket and sliding his hands under your clothes, you’re glad for the curtain behind the cockpit. When Bodhi’s gentle fingertips trace the curve of your thigh, you hope that this moment of pleasure is bringing him even half the peace it’s bringing you, a bit of warm calm in the cold of hyperspace.

“You know, the day we met, I thought that I’d never get to spend any time with you—and I hated it,” you told Bodhi. Back at home, you were now snuggled up on the couch together watching a holofilm you’d both seen more times than you could remember. “You were a big hero—the kind of pilot who had so much attention on him that he’d never have the time to spend with non-combat personnel.”

“Well,” he said. “As I’ve told you, I fell in love with you the day I met you, when you handed me that jacket. I’d never had a jacket that fit me so well,” He paused to softly run his knuckles over your cheek. “And you were so beautiful, love. Radiating kindness. I had no choice but to break things on purpose to keep coming back to see you.”

“Excuse me?” you said. There were a few times that you suspected he might be up to something, but back then you couldn’t quite imagine that this attractive, important man would break so many zippers just to see you.

“I didn’t really leave the cockpit much that first year after Scarif. Between having to learn to use my new leg and the fact that I was rubbish with a blaster…well, I wasn’t putting as much strain on my clothes as, say, Han or Jyn.”

“I knew it,” you said, laughing.

“And you never said anything?” Bodhi’s smile was so big and so charming—the smile you’d fallen for back on Yavin. And you reached to tuck a few strands of hair behind his ear, a handsome, if premature, streak of silver that had come in a year or so ago.

“Because every day I hoped to hear you’d somehow popped another button on your uniform. So that I could see you, too. Plus, you always brought me caf—and knew exactly how I liked it.”

“Of course I did. You were it for me,” he said, kissing you softly. “You are it for me, love. You know that right?”

You smile. “Well…let’s just say a more responsible tailor would have taught you to sew a button.”

“I’m glad you never did.”

“Me, too.”

It’s hard being in the waiting room, knowing that Bodhi is just beyond a door you can see a few meters away from where you’re sitting, and not wanting to be there. But there’s radiation involved, and he has Red, so Bodhi suggested that you go explore downtown. And you’d thought about it, but ended up just getting a cup of caf and a sandwich and returning to the waiting room to read a book. It’s been a few hours, and you’re starting to worry when the door opens and Bodhi emerges, followed by Red.

He looks tired—but not upset. You must look tired, too, because the first thing he says is, “How long have you been sitting here?”

“I just wanted to be here if you needed me,” you told him.

Red chirps: made sure Bodhi was okay.

“I know you did.” You say, giving the droid a little pat. Turning back to Bodhi, you ask, “How’d it go?”

He takes your hand and leads you out of the office, to the turbolift, out to the busy sidewalk. And then he says, “Mostly good news, I think.” He pauses, takes a breath. “Let’s find a place to get some dinner and we can talk about it.”

So you find a little diner, snag a corner booth, retrieve Bodhi’s reading glasses from your shoulder bag so he can read the menu, and after ordering some local comfort food, he tells you about the appointment.

“So they did find something,” he says. His voice is a little shaky, and you squeeze his hand. “I should have had you come in to hear it from the doctor—something about scar tissue. But it’s entirely treatable.”

“What kind of treatment?”

“There’s a medication that they sent to the pharmacy back home,” he says. “But I have to take it in conjunction with therapy.”

You smile at Bodhi, the look on his face a bit sheepish. Bodhi hadn’t done talk therapy in years. His previous therapist had retired unexpectedly and he never got around to finding someone new. He was doing pretty well so you’d never felt like it was your place to push him to find a new clinician. But you can tell in this moment that he’s dreading it.

“Are you going to do it?” you ask.

“Of course,” he says. “The neurologist already put in a referral to someone back on Chandrila. I looked her up, she sounds lovely. But I’m not thrilled about it.”

You reach to touch his face, tuck a lock of hair behind his ear. “Whatever you need from me to support you in this, it’s yours.

“Thank you,” he says before sneaking a quick kiss. “I’m glad you came today.”

“Me, too.”

When you leave the diner, it’s dark out. Both of you had talked earlier about possibly doing something fun tonight, but that was before the long day you’d had. Standing on the sidewalk, you ask Bodhi if he’s about ready to head back to the ship to get some sleep before leaving tomorrow.

“Actually, love,” he says. “I booked us a room. I thought it would be nice. Maybe even a bit romantic…I know you’re probably exhausted, though.”

“How far is it from here?”

Bodhi points out a tall building just a few blocks away. “It’s right there, I think. With the red spire. Are you good to walk?”

“I should be fine.”

With Bodhi’s arm around your waist you make your way to the hotel and, when you get to your room, Red plugs himself into the droid port in the corner and lets you know that he’s shutting down for the night. You’re about to ask about your luggage when you find that Bodhi has had your bags brought here by a courier earlier that day.

“You’ve thought of everything,” you say.

Bodhi pulls you close, touches his nose to yours. “You deserve everything, darling,” he says. “I mean that.”

When he kisses you, the sounds of the city fade away and a desire wakes inside you, a hunger to be closer to this brave, good man—who even in the midst of his own difficulties is thinking of you. You press closer to him, and Bodhi starts humming—a song he always says reminds him of you, and you sway with him, a sweet slow dance to shake off the stress of the day.

Soon you’re undressing each other, stumbling toward the bed, sliding into the soft sheets, clothes landing in piles on the floor.

Bodhi kisses your jaw and whispers in your ear, “You took such good care of me today. Can I take care of you now?”

You nod and he begins a gentle trail of kisses down your neck, your shoulder, your clavicle, your sternum. His beard tickles your skin as you realize you have goosebumps from the pleasure of his touch.

“Stars,” he says, taking your hand, his fingers lacing in between yours. “Have I ever told you that you’re perfect?”

And as he continues, pressing his soft lips to your tummy, you know he knows that neither of you are perfect by any standard measurement. That you are both deeply flawed, clinically. Emotionally. Still, you believe him when he tells you this.

“So are you,” you tell him. “And I love you so much.”

He hushes you, and you make a mental note to reassure him later of his strength and his beauty, how his body and his mind are exquisite and how lucky you are to have him. But for now, you relax into this moment with him, a sweet bit of pleasure that both of you deserve.

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samspenandsword · 2 years

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Summary: Kinktober Day 24 — Tender Sex with Bodhi Rook Pairing: Bodhi Rook/Reader; fem!reader with no mentions of her appearance. Rating: Explicit, 18+ (Younglings, foundlings, and cadets BEGONE!) Warnings: Explicit sexual content, smut; tender sex, unprotected PIV (PRACTICE SAFE SEX), oral sex (f!receiving), “we survived” sex, romantic sex, fluffy bullshit in Kinktober sue me, body worship, Bodhi Rook and Rogue One deserved better, no dialogue. Word Count: 2.2k

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The last few days were a flurry of blurry memories flashing past your eyes at the speed of light. And the way certain parts were illuminated, perfectly clear, and other parts were darkened and hazy definitely reminded you of hyperspace.

Your life in general had practically shot into hyperspace this last week. What had started as a simple mission to Jedha to recover a defected Imperial pilot and the message he carried had turned into a crucial turning point in the war against the Empire.

The sound of the beaches of Scarif echoed in your ears, the crashing of the water on the sound, the mild crunch of boots dipping into the sands and scattering the grains in their determined, rebellious wake.

You could feel the phantom weight of the blaster in your hands, the weight of the vibroblade down your boot, the weight of the bandolier and rifle strapped across your chest and back.

You could feel the lingering tension gripping you — a tension born from not only desperation, but the thrill of battle. The intoxicating idea that this might it.

You could do it.

You could beat the Empire.

And even if you couldn't, you could still give them the proverbial middle finger and drag them down to hell with you.

Now, a week later, the victorious Rebellion had scattered, evacuating Yavin 4 as soon as possible following the destruction of the Death Star. You could see the flash of light still, a glorious sight and one you'd thoroughly dedicated to every comrade and innocent lost to the Empire.

Even before they'd risen to power, the Empire had destroyed the lives of millions. As far as you were concerned, you would fight for them as long as the Empire dared to exist.

You rolled your shoulders against the rising feeling of anger. A lingering thing. The devastation would come later, you knew. The loss of your home of Jedha was a loss shared by many, including Chirrut and Baze. Your family had long been gone but you could remember so clearly the days of walking the streets with your mother, buying groceries for your family. You could remember the days of your father combing the grains of sand from your hair. You still couldn't look at a comb without seeing his smile in your mind.

The destruction of the Death Star flashed across your memory again, pushing away the way you still, all these years later, grieved for your family.

A knock sounded at the door of your new quarters. Until the Rebellion could find a suitable moon or planet to house a new home base, the Alliance was scattered across the Outer Rim, occupying safe houses and outposts until the call was raised saying a new base had been found.

Answering the door, a smile grew across your face.

Bodhi's hair was loose and damp around his shoulders, and he wasn't wearing the usual jumpsuit he'd practically lived in the last week. Between everything that had happened, there'd been no time to stop, no time to pause. From Jedha, to Eadu, to Yavin, the Scarif, to Yavin again, to the siege against the Death Star, to the award ceremony and evacuation, there hadn't really even been time to stop and breathe.

And now, as you looked into Bodhi's warm eyes, you felt as if you were finally coming out of hyperspace and emerging into the calm of the stars.

Bodhi kissed you tenderly. Tension released from him the second his lips touched yours, the contact calming something inside the both of you. His usual anxiousness melted away into a calm, gentle affection, his hands cupping your face reverently.

It felt so natural to kiss Bodhi like this. Tenderly, languidly, slowly. Actually taking the time, as much as you wanted, to express how you felt. None of the frenzied, harried tearing of clothes or mashing of lips as a result of the fear of battle and death and defeat.

You and Bodhi had experienced more than enough battle and death and defeat in the last week. Just as much as you had experienced hope, and determination, and victory.

Jedha may have been gone, and this war with the Empire was not over by a long shot, and you weren't sure what the future had in store for you, but you were here now. With Bodhi.

And the knowledge of that, the sheer relief it brought, sprung tears to your eyes as you basked in his achingly tender kiss.

Inhaling deep against his skin and enjoying the clean scent of him, and the softness of his hair tickling your cheek, you and Bodhi guided each other to the bed.

His weight against you grounded you better than anything else ever had. Ever would. With Bodhi here, you didn't think about the sting of sand or the heat of blaster fire against your skin. You didn't think of the ringing in your ears, brought on by the onslaught of explosions and walkers shaking the beaches. You didn't think of the water lapping against your boots, so warm and sloshing so loud in your ears it felt and sounded more like blood. You could smell him, the lingering memory of the spices of home comforting you instead of distressing you, blocking out the burning, metallic, ozonous scent of space and your burning cockpit. You could feel him, not the rumble of the ship around you as Jedha City collapsed into ash on top of you. Behind your eyes was nothing but blissful peace, not the foreboding sight of a strange, shadowing eclipse on the horizon. His hands stroked along your back, so much more soothing than the onslaught of Eadu's rain. His beard against your skin made you shiver pleasantly, the feeling of it so familiar, and yet so unlike the terrible scratching of your battle-worn fatigues.

Bodhi was here. You were here.

Together.

And you focused on that, preferring not to think about how very close the both of you came to not being here.

Bodhi's hair was silk against your calluses as you pressed yourself into him. Legs entangled, hands stroking and gentle, neither of you were in the mood to rush this.

You could never get enough of this. Never get enough of Bodhi. Sweet, gentle, brave Bodhi. A rebel to the core, this victory would not have happened without him. If he had never defected from the Empire and brought Erso's precious message to Saw Gerrera, the Death Star would still be out there. And more than just Jedha City, Scarif, and Alderaan would have been lost to their relentless pursuit of domination. He was an endlessly brave man who stuttered when he was anxious. An ace pilot who still got nervous when he flew. An Imperial traitor, a rogue rebel. Sweet, precious Bodhi who reminded you of home, of everything you'd lost, and every reason why you chose to fight. Bodhi, who'd been tortured at the hands of Saw Gerrera but had still chosen to join the Rebellion anyway, because he believed in Galen Erso's message, and believed in the cause. Bodhi, who in a moment of panic, had given your crew, your family their name, and piloted you into the heart of a hopeless mission. Bodhi, who wanted to be brave, to do better, to make up for his mistakes, who volunteered for a suicide mission to Scarif, escaped by the sheer luck of a faulty charge, and then jumped right back in when it was time to attack the Death Star.

Just... Bodhi.

You couldn't help pulling away from his kiss, just for a moment, to stare at him. To make sure he was real. He was there with you. He was here.

With you.

Oh, those eyes of his. They not only reminded you of home, but had perhaps become your new home.

You weren't sure what Bodhi saw in your expression, but whatever it was made him bring his lips to your forehead.

A tear fell down your cheek.

Bodhi kissed his way down your features, pressing his lips to you like he was tracing the constellation of your body. Your temple, your cheek, your nose, your jaw, your ear, your neck, your collar, your shoulder, your chest. Down, all the way down your middle, to your waist, where he slid his hands beneath the hem of your shirt to peel it away from your skin.

He kissed his way back up, mapping each new part of you that was revealed to him. He lingered at your collar, nuzzling his face to your chest and listening to your heart beat for him.

He pressed a kiss to your heart, and you swore you fell even more in love with him right then and there.

Bodhi caressed down your body, stroking every dip and curve, his tender kisses following just behind. His touch was warm, but it still made goosebumps and shivers rake your body, the attention gentle, but oh, so thorough. As Bodhi dipped into the valley of your breasts, pressing a firmer, lingering kiss there, you gasped quietly, your knees crooking to cage his slim body between your thighs.

His lips trailed across your breast, tongue darting out to massage across your nipple, and a gasp of his name escaped you.

Bodhi.

He hummed into your skin, nuzzling the warmth of your breast and stroking your skin comfortingly.

Bodhi lapped and sucked at your breasts steadily, enjoying the feeling of your little nipples swelling under his tongue. He released them long enough to watch them pebble even further without his warm mouth worshipping and warming them. He loved the sight.

A warmth had started to build in your core, tightening and curling inside you in an achingly wonderful, slow climb.

His soft hands massaged your breasts as his lips trailed down the curve of your waist. You sighed into the touch, legs falling further open as he slid down your body, until his shoulders were seated between them.

His fingers, soft from the constant wear of his pilot's gloves, popped the button of your pants, lips kissing the skin beneath your navel as he dragged the zipper open.

He breathed a question into your skin, and as you gave your permission, he helped you slip from your pants, him continuing to kiss and worship each new part of you.

Until he decided to worship a more intimate part of you.

His kisses were still so tender and oh, so thorough as he covered every inch of your most intimate areas with affection. His tongue darted out, lapping up your folds, unhurried in his tasting of you. You sighed blissfully, fingers slipping into his silky hair. Bodhi's praise was rumbled into you, before he pressed an open kiss to your clit.

You trembled beneath him.

Bodhi's pace was still unhurried, languorous, but held a fervor to it as he alternated licking through your lips and core to swirling your clit in his mouth with gentle sucks. Your gentle moans mixed with his, both of you contentedly caught up in the other.

Bodhi prodded your entrance with his tongue, one of his soft fingers replacing it seconds later. He slipped into you with ease, your moan louder than before. You felt the curve of his smiling lips press against your clit again, closing around it as he crooked his finger in a massage of your slick walls.

Bodhi. Bodhi. Bodhi. It was a chant encompassing your mind and heart as he brought you to your high, a second finger slipping inside you as he sucked your clit in a wonderful, blissful pulse. You were being consumed by the feeling of his ministrations, caught up in the knowledge that he was there with you, that you were alive, you survived, against all odds, and consumed in Bodhi, and the bond forged in the fires of war and loss and shared hope and impossible victory.

Your walls fluttered as Bodhi coaxed you into a shattering orgasm with nothing other than his tender affection. You trembled and shivered as it raked through your body. Bodhi kissed his way up your shaking body, drinking in your moans and scent. Your voice, your scent, your touch. It all reminded him of how far he'd come, and of home.

You were his home now.

And he basked in that feeling as he slid into you.

As he came home.

So overcome were the both of you, in the feeling of simply being there, in the feeling of each other, the thrust of his hips into yours, the heat of your silken walls around him, his lips on your neck, your hands in his hair, his own cupping your hips and back, your breasts against his chest. It was all so intimate and passionate and still so unhurried.

You didn't know what tomorrow would bring. But for now, you had this. Him, inside you, and you, holding him close.

Bodhi came first, his cum warming your core and heart. It triggered your own release, your walls pulsing around him.

You and Bodhi came down together. His fingers trailed over your curves as he softened inside you. Warm in the afterglow, you stroked his hand into a semblance of order, unable to swallow your smile at the swell of his lips and darkened hue of his gorgeous eyes.

Bodhi returned your smile and brought your lips back together.

Again, you didn't know what tomorrow would brin. If it would bring retaliation, or danger, or a new base, or a new mission. But for now, you had here. And now.

You had each other.

You were home.

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shenanigans-and-imagines · 1 year

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we found each other by city and colour

This one is a bit tougher, mostly just the tone of the song. I'm going to go with Sera again on this one, but just barely. I really do need to go back and rework her now that Andor is out.

❌️⭕️send a random song and I’ll say which OC it fits the most❌️⭕️

#star wars #rogue one #sera darros #star wars oc #rogue one oc #bodhi rook x oc #bodhi rook x reader

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biggestsimponhere · 10 months

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Cant wink - Cassian andor x reader, I don’t know what this is truly, i saw someone request it under a post i got tagged in except they made the comment in 2018 so this is for you, @dude-watchin-with-the-brontes , thank you for tagging me in that post ♥️ @hoeforevery1 , Gif from: @definitelyoneoftheguys

A/n - A little ooc cass at least i’m not sure if it’s really i’m character or not. Just enjoy it

When you’d entered the fresher shortly before lunch to find Cass looking in the mirror and blinking strangely you figured he had something in his eye. You didn’t mention it cause it didn’t seem worth mentioning so you just went about your day. When you’d caught him doing it a second time you assumed he must not have gotten it out of his eye. You didn’t know what he was trying to do until you all were sat trying to eat in the canteen.

He had attempted to wink following a flirtatious joke at you. Which he had failed the wink miserably. He had started eating a cookie before his lunch and you pointed it out. “Dessert before lunch is unusual for you cass” You said skeptically. “I know something else i could have for dessert before lunch” He commented before blinking strangely. You looked at him for a solid thirty seconds before bursting out laughing. In between breaths you spoke “Cass, did you just try to wink at me” you laughed breathing in heavily. Jyn laughed too. “Is that what you’ve been doing all day, i thought you had something in your eye” She said hitting him on the shoulder.

You continued laughing as you agreed with jyn. “If you’re just gonna make fun of me, i’ll leave” Cassian said pouting slightly. “I’m sorry honey, i just assumed with the fact that you’re such a good spy that you would know how to wink” You said taking his hand in yours. It only took a minute for everyone to start laughing again. “I can’t believe you can’t wink” Bodhi said snickering. “Alright i’m done” He said getting up and walking out of the canteen. You noticed he’d left his food so you slid your food onto his tray and then headed towards the kitchen.

Quickly asking if you could take the tray and the dishes the staff agreed as long as you promised to bring it back (you usually do). So you left the canteen with the tray and went off in search of Cassian. He was right where you expected him to be. Sat on his bed absentmindedly drawing on the spare pieces of paper. “Cass” You said drawing out his name as you say by him. “I brought your lunch… and the rest of mine” You continued as you settled in next to him. He leaned in closer to your touch but otherwise didn’t say anything. “I’m sorry” You said quietly. He shook his head “No, no, it’s silly, you don’t have to apologize” He said rushing it out.

“Cass, it clearly affected you so i do have to apologize and i am sorry, if i knew it was gonna hurt you like that i wouldn’t have done it” You said leaning into him while wrapping an arm around him. He smiled and leaned into you. The two of you just sat together before he pointed out that the food was getting cold. You ate together before he stopped and looked at you. He stared at you a few seconds before you spoke up. “Yes cass?” He looked down and then back up quickly. “Will you help me learn how to wink?” He said fast as if the words wouldn’t come out any other way. “I can definitely try” You said brushing the hair off his forehead.

The rest of your time before dinner was spent laughing together as you attempted to wink at each other with his blushing and you actually winking while he continued to blink strangely. He’ll get it eventually.

#cassian andor x y/n #cassian andor x reader #cassian andor #cassian andor x you #star wars andor #rogue one #jyn erso #bodhi rook #sw andor #andor fic #andor series #diego luna #star wars #star wars fanfiction

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egonscarif · 1 year

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when my mind starts thinking about rogue one i have to stop myself because i cannot mentally nor physically handle it

#i will never get over them #jyn erso #star wars #rogue one #cassian x reader #cassian andor #cassian and jyn #jyncassian #felicity jones #diego luna #chirrut imwe #baze malbus #bodhi rook #donnie yen

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where-dreamers-go · 2 years

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Bodhi Rook x Reader Moodboard

#Bodhi Rook x Reader Moodboard #Bodhi Rook #star wars moodboard #where dreamers go #star wars #rogue one: a star wars story #Bodhi Rook aesthetic

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ladyxskywalker · 1 year

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DEC 2022 ☃️

fandoms featured on this list: star wars, rogue one, andor, moon knight, pedro pascal, triple frontier, multi. fandom

thank you to the amazing fic writers for sharing some wonderful stories with all of us ! & to the kind readers for their support. 💙

this month’s reading lists are kindly dedicated in loving memory of our friend Cindy (@keeper0fthestars ) 🕊 who passed away recently after a lengthy battle with cancer.

she was a wonderful friend to all, always supportive, kind, & an incredibly bright light to our community.

finding love, friendship, & comfort through reading, as well as getting lost in writing these beloved stories, has often felt like a warm hug when needed most. sharing & connecting with so many people over all of the things we love is a beautiful thing, & Cindy's amazing heart reached so many across the globe.

I'm so thankful for getting the chance to know her & offer warm thoughts & sincere condolences to her family & friends during this time. 💐

always daydream & never lose sight of all of the beautiful treasures to be found within your hearts. all the love, always, xo A 💌

please assume that all works & the blogs they belong to are 18+ only

be sure to check all warnings & tags before reading, feel free to skip if something isn't for you

mature adult content will be marked with a double asterisk **

& of course, enjoy responsibly

please send me things to read ! favorite fics or something you've written that you're proud of ! 💌

find more monthly fic recs over on my masterlist ✨

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a special tribute to Cindy @keeper0fthestars 🕊💙

there are truly no words to express how beloved cynthia was in this community. 🌸

her lovely work has always brought so many people warmth, comfort, and an immense amount of joy & love.

not only was she a wonderful writer in every possible way, but she was also an incredibly supportive & encouraging friend as well.

she was one of the first people to connect with me here on tumblr, to reach out & form a sincere friendship with, & I will always remember the kind interactions we shared.

talking to her always made me feel a sense of true belonging & acceptance. I can only hope that she felt the same way & I will always carry her in my thoughts and in my heart forever. 💐

you can find some of my favorite pedro pascal character stories & mandalorian works by her here

especially ‘the way you put that smile upon my face’, ‘solace’, ‘fragments’ & ‘you were my new dream (and you were mine); & a wealth of more amazing stories here over on her ao3 page ✨️

✨ new authors & characters added for the first time !

✨ some authors are mentioned more than once throughout the list, check to see if your works are there !

andor / rogue one

bodhi rook

reprieve by @uwingdispatch (gn!reader)

** please note the content warnings before reading

brasso

unwavering by @uwingdispatch (gn!reader)

cassian andor

cassian helping you through a panic attack before aldhani by @archieimagines

endlessly by @uwingdispatch (gn!reader)

cassian andor/jyn erso

dancing on my own by @waterpancakeao3 / wanterpancake on ao3

rating: E (18+ only)

ruescott melshi

before.when.after. by @littlemisspascal (f!reader)

rating: M (18+ only)

misc. / multi. fandom

the batman

alfred pennyworth

bookstore date by @eupheme (gn!reader)

like the movies by @eupheme (f!reader) **

rating: E (18+ only)

my foolish heart by @eupheme (f!reader)

the gentleman (series) by @stargirlfics, moonglowfics on ao3 (ofc) **

rating: M (18+ only)

the holiday (2006)

a new year by Dramerjunkie09 on ao3

major weeper by jesterlady on ao3

the santa ana winds by lizwontcry on ao3

the spaces between us (are full of everything we love) by lionessvalenti on ao3

the vampire diaries / the originals

elijah mikaelson

tell me a story (series) by StarSailor23 on ao3 (ofc)

rating: M (18+ only)

twilight

carlisle cullen, charlie swan

lazy sunday by @eupheme (charlie swan x f!reader) **

rating: E (18+ only)

watch what happens by @eupheme (carlisle cullen x f!reader x charlie swan)

rating: E (18+ only)

moon knight

steven grant

dream a little dream of me by @redahlia-writes (f!reader)

pedro pascal characters

ezra (prospect)

earthlings by @imtryingmybeskar (f!reader)

rating: M (18+ only)

static and snow by @the-blind-assassin-12 (f!reader)

jack daniels

it’s a marshmallow world part one, part two by @writeforfandoms (f!reader)

joel miller

come home (series) by @imtryingmybeskar (f!reader) **

rating: E (18+ only)

wolf song by @eupheme (f!reader)

rating: M (18+ only)

marcus pike

where the love light gleams by @the-blind-assassin-12 (f!reader)

zach wellison

coming home (a room with a view series) by @absurdthirst (f!reader)

rating: M (18+ only)

star wars

anakin skywalker

forbidden by @mylifeisactuallyamess

armitage hux

too late for goodbye by @mylifeisactuallyamess

din djarin

bookstore girl by @saradika (gn!reader)

cuyan (series) by @againstacecilia (f!reader) **

rating: E (18+ only)

traditions and promises by @huffle-pissed

obi wan kenobi

baking/messy kitchen by @saradika (gn!reader)

rating: M (18+ only) (modern au, ‘ben’ kenobi)

love me and mend (series) by @hellotherekenobi , karasong on ao3 (f!reader)

seek them out, secret writings, sharing soap, undercover, take care of you by @hellotherekenobi , karasong on ao3 (f!reader)

you make me feel like dancing by @saradika (f!reader) **

rating: E (18+ only) (modern au, ‘ben’ kenobi)

poe dameron

the first noel life day by @dailyreverie

triple frontier

benny miller

all I need by @dameronscopilot (f!reader) **

rating: E (18+ only)

under the stars by @artemiseamoon on ao3 (f!reader, ofc)

rating: M (18+ only)

frankie morales

how about you and me? by @artemiseamoon on ao3 (f!reader, ofc)

rating: M (18+ only)

will miller

christmas morning by @rayslittlekitten (dad!will, wife!f!reader, child oc lucy)

wisteria & moonlight (series) by @artemiseamoon on ao3 (ofc) (werewolf & magical au)

rating: M (18+ only)

** 🌸 thank you kindly to everyone for a wonderful year of reading, writing & daydreaming. It has been a pleasure sharing the love with all of you. see you in the new year ! 🌸 **

#pxk monthly reading list 💌#pxk fic recs 💫#star wars #rogue one #andor #pedro pascal #triple frontier #multi fandom #pxk queue

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zinzinina · 2 years

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

Ahh hi sweet witch friend! Thank you so much for sending this through; it was fun looking back through my masterlist. I've picked a couple of my favourites below:

Does Not Suffice (4.3k, Obi-Wan Kenobi x f!Reader) — This one is a little bit sad and a little bit fluffy, set right after RotS when Obi-Wan first arrives on Tatooine. I really liked the idea of him finding a brief moment of comfort before beginning his exile, after what he'd just been through.

Subsumption (9.6k, Marc Spector x Layla El-Faouly) — This one was a bit of a passion project, because I knew it probably wouldn't appeal to a lot of others but I was really invested in it. It was the first proper ship pairing I'd written that wasn't a "x reader" and I was so proud of how it turned out! I gave myself lots of permission to be very indulgent with little hidden details and motifs, and I poured my guts into it haha.

Unforming (2.8k, Bodhi Rook x f!Reader) — I love Bodhi so much and I really liked reading up on his backstory for this, and learning about little details like his relationship with his mum growing up on Jedha and his gambling issues. I'm still very attached to my personal version of Bodhi, with his tattoos and his love for drawing!

Delta Squad headcanons (2.5k, Boss, Fixer, Scorch and Sev x f!Reader) — Secretly, I really cracked myself up writing for Scorch and I've really been wanting to write more for him! He's such an amazing character and I just love him. I also really liked how distinct each of the Deltas came out in these HCs! I tried really hard to expand on their little quirks and I was pretty happy with how it turned out.

Arise, Ascend (Series, Boba Fett x f!Reader) — I re-read this recently while working on a new chapter and it was really nice to remember how much I've been enjoying this world! I love the characters in this series, especially an older and wiser Boba than I'd written in the past, and it's made me really excited about finishing the story.

I'll tag (no pressure of course): @saradika, @janghoefett, @princessxkenobi, @strwrs, @letterfromvienna and anybody else who'd like to participate! x

#thank you for this! it was a really nice one to do haha #tag game #zin answers #moonlight prose #fic authors tag game

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rexsjaigeyes · 3 years

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Are We There Yet?

Bodhi Rook x gender neutral reader

Words: 1.5k

Warnings: suggestive content

A/N: This is a birthday surprise for my bestie @zinzinina that the lovely @mandaloriandin and I created, but anyone can read this if they want to!

You weren't sure how many days you had been cramped up in the small ship with Bodhi. You were never good at keeping track of time in hyperspace — that was Bodhi's area of expertise, not yours. But you weren’t dumb; it was no coincidence that Bodhi took you on this little trip days before your birthday. You just weren't sure how many rotations were left before the big day — not with time seemingly dragging on as you stared out into the blue haze of hyperspace.

Bodhi greeted you with a smile as you approached the cockpit and sat in the copilot's seat beside him. He looked a lot happier here with you. He loved fighting for the Rebellion, but sometimes even the toughest fighters needed a break from it all. However, in war, a break was hard to come by. So he was taking a huge risk by 'borrowing’ this small ship to take you on what he described as an 'impromptu getaway.'

You knew there was nothing impromptu about it. Bodhi was not really the spontaneous type, and you knew he wouldn't desert the Rebellion when they needed him most. He must have planned this, and you were willing to bet credits that Cassian or Jyn helped him commandeer the ship too. You played along when he tried to write the trip off as nothing out of the ordinary. There wasn't much Bodhi could do to surprise you — not with constantly being on the Rebellion’s schedule. So you were happy to pretend his little plan had gone unnoticed if it made him feel like he was actually going to surprise you for your birthday.

Even without the element of surprise, you were still excited to see where he was taking you. You wouldn't have expected the trip would take this long, but then again, you assumed he had to find a destination left untouched by the Empire — something which was unfortunately becoming harder and harder to do nowadays.

"You're going to ask me again, aren't you?" Bodhi broke the comfortable silence in the cockpit, and you cracked a grin upon hearing his words.

"It's what you get for dragging me away from my comfy bunk back at the base."

"You and I both know those bunks are lousy."

You shrugged your shoulders, biting your lip to stop yourself from laughing too much. The entire crew had a running joke about the way Bodhi bemoaned the rock-hard bunks the Rebellion was infamous for. The first week he had spent there, he wouldn't stop complaining that even the cold-hearted Imperials gave them more comfortable beds than that. He only stopped his whining when Cassian teased, "We're rebels, Bodhi. We can’t afford luxurious beds." Your crew never let him live it down, but you knew he loved joking around with you about anything, even if it was at his expense sometimes.

"Alright, go ahead." Bodhi surrendered with a playful sigh. "Ask me."

You chuckled and got up from your seat so you could sit on his lap. If you were going to harass him for the rest of the trip, you might as well do it with his arms wrapped around your waist.

"Are we there yet?" You whined, putting on your best mock pout to drive the point home.

It was probably the 20th time you had asked him the silly question, as if he could just pull you out of hyperspace and arrive at the destination instantly. But this time, he seemed to do just that. He reached past your back and pulled at the controls, effectively bringing the ship out of hyperspace and stopping in front of a large, green planet. You glanced over your shoulder to look out the viewport and gasped at how beautiful it looked even from all the way out here in space.

"We're here," Bodhi responded with a grin. "It's been four standard rotations since we left, love. Which means… Happy birthday."

He looked almost bashful now, clearing his throat nervously as you snuggled closer to his chest.

"Thank you, Bodhi," you whispered before pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. He leaned into your touch, his lips seeking yours out before you indulged him and deepened the kiss as a way to show your gratitude. The two of you stayed like that for a moment, happy in each other's embrace and far from the dangers of the war. Then he pulled away from you, eager to show you exactly where he had brought you.

The trip down to the planet's surface was exciting enough on its own, and you had barely made it through the atmosphere. You had never seen a planet crawling with so much life before. You were used to desert planets, having been born on one in the Outer Rim and sent on missions to some of the most dreadful dirtballs. As Bodhi expertly landed the ship in a clearing among the tall trees, you gaped at how beautiful everything looked. You weren’t sure if he had brought you to this specific spot on purpose, but past the trees, you could see a large river leading to a waterfall. You heard Bodhi chuckle from his seat beside you, drawing you back to reality before you turned to see his shy smile.

Your eyes welled with happy tears, amazed that he was even able to find such a lovely place that wasn’t under Imperial rule. “You did all this just for my birthday?”

Bodhi shrugged, acting as humble as ever. “It’s your first birthday with me, so I thought I’d make it special. We could all use one happy day during a time like this.”

He looked down at the controls of the ship, unable to hold your loving gaze for too long. No matter how much you reassured him how much he meant to you, he always felt a little shy bringing up the fight against the Empire because of the part he had played in it before defecting. You reached forward to tilt his chin up so he’d look at you.

“Thank you for bringing me here, love.” You brushed your lips against his again, helping him relax against you before you pulled away with a smile. “So, are we going to explore?”

Bodhi helped you pack some food and other necessities before the two of you made the short trek to the waterfall you had seen. Once you got past the trees, your jaw dropped at the sight of the crystal-clear water tumbling down the cliffside into the large pool of water below. There was just enough space for you and Bodhi to sit near the water and eat the food you had brought along with you. He helped you lay a blanket on the lush grass, his hands knocking against yours every once in a while as if he was a shy schoolboy trying to show you he had feelings for you. It was something so small, but somehow, the innocent gesture still left you flustered and yearning to feel more of him.

You felt at ease with Bodhi, able to talk to him about anything while the two of you ate together. You liked the way he watched you with rapt attention as you rambled on about whatever was on your mind. He always gave you the attention you deserved, filing away whatever information you shared for days like this, when he wanted to surprise you with something or show you he cared. He was everything you could ask for in a friend and in a partner. And as you stared at your gorgeous surroundings, you felt so grateful to have met the pilot.

“So… have you enjoyed your birthday so far?” Bodhi asked hesitantly, as if there was any way you could possibly say “no” after everything he had done.

You bit your lip and scooted closer to him so that you could wrap your arms around his body in a tight hug. “This is more than I could have ever asked for, love. I can’t thank you enough for it.”

He kissed your forehead and caressed you with feather-light touches. “I wish it could always be like this. You deserve so much more than the galaxy has to offer.”

Bodhi’s soft confession made your heart beat faster, and you wanted to tell him the same thing. But you were never good at receiving compliments, especially when they were spoken with such adoration. Instead, you wanted to show your feelings through actions.

You pulled yourself from Bodhi’s warm embrace and tugged on his arm to pull him to his feet. “You’ve treated me so wonderfully today,” you said with a glint in your eye. “Now I want to show you how grateful I am for such a lovely gift.”

Bodhi watched with wide eyes as you quickly shed yourself of your clothes, and you chuckled at the way he looked at you as if he had never seen you naked before. Another tug of his arm had him stumbling closer to you, and you pressed yourself against him so he could feel your soft skin beneath his fingertips.

“Take off your clothes, Bodhi. I want to take a swim with you.” You nodded your head in the direction of the clear pool, eager to feel how soothing the water would be. “I think there’s still one more thing we have left to do to celebrate my birthday, don’t you?”

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primasveraas-writing · 3 years

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kiss prompt 48 + bodhi rook!!

48. Morning kiss

In all your years together, you've gotten Bodhi figured out, from how he likes his caf (he actually prefers tea) to every nuance of his routine. This includes, of course, how Bodhi likes to be woken up.

Your eyes blink open, your partner beside you illuminated by the soft morning light. Bodhi is still asleep, breathing deeply with his lips parted. The sight evokes a smile.

You've woken Bodhi up many ways- with a nice meal, in a panic of summons from Rebel command, by peppering kisses across his skin, and by simply watching him sleep until his eyes opened too.

His favorite, he told you, is when he wakes to find himself kissing you. So that is what you'll do today, to start Bodhi's day with some amount of contentment and joy.

You roll closer to him, brushing his long hair out of his face. He's on his side, but you maneuver next to him and bring your lips together. It only takes a few seconds for Bodhi to stir, then he's kissing you back, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you on top of him.

"Good morning," Bodhi says when you separate, slightly dazed. He's not fully awake yet, but he's grinning.

"Morning," you whisper, before Bodhi kisses you again.

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#bodhi rook x you #bodhi rook fanfic #bodhi rook drabble #bodhi rook x reader #star wars #rogue one #rogue one fanfic #star wars x you #star wars fanfic #bodhi rook

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shenanigans-and-imagines · 1 year

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2022 (Fanfiction) in Review

Fics Written This Year

One-Shots

In the Morning (Doctor Strange x OC)

Not a Date (Doctor Strange x OC)

Desperate Times (Doctor Strange x OC)

Rough Day (Doctor Strange x OC)

What Are We Doing? (Doctor Strange x OC)

A Date You'll Never Remember (Steven Grant x OC)

A Moment You Won't Forget (Jake Lockley x OC)

Laundry and Taxes (Doctor Strange x OC)

I See Queen Mad Hath Been With You (Eddie Munson x OC)

Welcome to Hellfire (Eddie Munson x OC)

Pretty Girls and Ice Cream (Eddie Munson x OC)

Jealousy and Scrunchies (Eddie Munson x OC)

Will You Miss Me? (Hob Gadling x OC)

One Day I'll Hate You (Goncharov x Reader)

Drabbles

asking you on a date (Doctor Strange x Reader)

tending to your wounds (Doctor Strange x Clumsy!Reader)

peter setting you up on a date (Doctor Strange x Reader)

strange finding confident cassandra kinda hot (Doctor Strange x OC)

kissing top of their head (Clone Trooper Kix x Reader)

touching their elbow to get their attention (Din Djarin x OC)

"I want you to tell me something you've never told anyone else." (Poe Dameron x OC)

Old Family Cure All (Doctor Strange x OC)

Why Am I So Romantic (Doctor Strange x OC)

braiding the other’s hair (Hawkeye Pierce x OC)

Who I Was Before (Doctor Strange x OC)

bandaging/stitching up an injury (Poe Dameron x Reader)

kissing their bruises and scars (Bodhi Rook x Reader)

“I’ll help you study.” (Loki x Sigyn)

hug (Thrawn x Reader)

dancing with each other (Conqueror!Sigyn x President!Loki)

steven protecting you (Steven Grant x Reader)

watching steven sleep (Steven Grant x OC)

bumping noses while kissing (Steven Grant x OC)

"I've had a miserable day at work" + "kissing your lovers wounds" (Din Djarin x OC)

forehead touch (Steven Grant x OC)

It’s Been a Long Day (Doctor Strange x OC)

stargazing (Steven Grant x OC)

At Sunrise (Doctor Strange x OC)

You Wanna Kiss Me So Bad (Eddie Munson x OC)

"No way, you're ticklish." (Eddie Munson x OC)

holding the other’s jaw (Thrawn x Reader)

shielding the other one with their body (Thrawn x Reader)

"We'll face this together" (Matt Murdock x Reader)

dancing with each other (Doctor Strange x Reader)

falling asleep on the other's shoulder (Hawkeye Pierce x OC)

never enough (Captain Gregor x Reader)

taking the other’s hand to look for injuries (Thrawn x Reader)

massages them (Loki x Sigyn)

relieved kisses (Eddie Munson x Reader)

a kiss on the hand (Loki x Sigyn)

life or death kisses (Thrawn x Reader)

passionate kisses (Thrawn x Reader)

a bout of humility (Morpheus x OC)

to every end and every beginning (Morpheus x OC)

comforting hug (Bruce Banner x Reader)

kisses for a cover (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

bandaging the other’s hand and not quite letting go (Din Djarin x Reader)

Other

5 Sentence Fics

Hope of Morning Masterlist (Morpheus x OC x Hob Gadling)

The Witch of Hell's Kitchen Masterlist (Doctor Strange x OC)

Lost in Moonlight Masterlist (Steven Grant x OC)

Lucy x Eddie Headcanon Masterlist

Takeaways from reflecting on your kick-ass writing, or kick-ass lack of writing:

I wrote a lot more than I gave myself credit for, even if I haven't really been posting much the last few months. I guess because I haven't been getting the engagement I used to it felt as if I wasn't posting enough. The amount of writing wasn't the problem. I guess that's what I get for focusing on OCs.

I really do prefer writing OCs over Reader Inserts. Reader Inserts can be fun, but I think playing around with a full character allows for more specific and therefor more fulfilling situation and interactions, at least for me.

Most surprising fic you wrote this year:

Eddie Munson took me by the god damn throat. Stranger Things has been one of my favorite shows for 6 years and it's this asshole that finally gave me the inspiration to write a character for it. The sheer amount I wrote for him and Lucy in the span of six months is frankly obscene.

How you grew as a writer this year:

I think speed was the main thing. The simple fact that a thousand words in one sitting became the norm for me for a while is really impressive. Now I just need to put that energy into an original work.

What’s coming in 2023:

I really am going to try and write something original. I'll likely continue with OCs and mostly write for myself than requests. I've found it more fulfilling and frankly, I think a lot of younger/new users don't know how to give prompts without giving a summary of a fic. I'm not here to get "tumblr famous". I'm just here for a good time.

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cannedsoupsucks · 3 years

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Bodhi Rook Fics

JULY 2021

Assume all stories are 18+ and contain smut (no minors). Review all author’s warnings prior to reading.

One shots

Unforming by @zinzinina - Link

#Riz Ahmed #Bodhi Rook #Bodhi Rook x reader #Bodhi Rook x you #Bodhi Rook fanfiction #Star Wars #Rogue One #cssmasterlist

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poeticandors · 4 years

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STAR WARS MASTERLIST

I’ll Come Back For You 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 (End) (COMPLETE)

Are You With Me? 1 (DISCONTINUED)

This Is Us 1 2 3 4

Meeting KJ (Drabble)

Baby Announcement! (Drabble)

Waking Daddy (Drabble)

Oh, My Loves (This Is Us Story)

Crazy In Love *

Galactic Soulmates

I Could Never Rescue You

A Lovely Night

In My Dreams 1 2 3 4 5 6 (HIATUS)

Safe

Resisting 1 2 3 4 (HIATUS)

So This is Christmas

Deal?

Rewrite the Stars 1 2

You Came Back

Somethin’ Else

Rest

Kinktober Day 1: Face Sitting *

Kinktober Day 18: Sixty-Nine *

Kinktober Day 22: Threesome (x Finn)

Love, Poe 1 2 (DISCONTINUED)

Your Person *

So Many Words 1 2 3 4

Dropping Hints *

You’ll Always Have Me

Come What May 1 2 3 4

Cut To The Feeling 1* 2 3 4 5

I Need To Be There With You

Risky

Hurt

Come Back To Me 1 2 3 4 *(COMPLETE)

I Thought I Lost You

Prisons

The Life You Deserved

Little Hints

Serenity

Didn’t Mean It

So Close

Kinktober Day 5: Edgeplay *

Kinktober Day 15: Uniform *

You Are The Reason *

Only For You *

BODHI ROOK

Little Bird

Kinktober Day 3: Sensory Deprivation *

Kinktober Day 23: Lap Dance *

(YOUNG) LUKE SKYWALKER

Hot and Cold *

ARMITAGE HUX

Lost Dignity

Please

Kinktober Day 11: Object Insertion *

BEN SOLO/KYLO REN

Kinktober Day &: Praise-Kink *

Kinktober Day 17: Orgasm Denial *

FINN

Kinktober Day 13: Masturbation *

Kinktober Day 22: Threesome (x Poe) *

LEIA ORGANA

Alive

DRABBLES

All Drabbles are under the tag: kboogie drabbles

* = SMUT/NSFW

UPDATED: 8/27/2021

#poe dameron x reader #cassian andor x reader #bodhi rook x reader #hux x reader #ben solo x reader #finn x reader #luke skywalker x reader #star wars

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ladyxskywalker · 1 year

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OCT 2022 (part one)

fandoms featured on this list: star wars, rogue one/andor, moon knight

* coffee fund *

thank you to the amazing fic writers for sharing some wonderful stories with all of us ! & to the kind readers for their support. 💙

please assume that all works & the blogs they belong to are 18+ only

mature adult content will be marked with a double asterisk **

be sure to check all warnings & tags before reading, feel free to skip if something isn't for you

& of course, enjoy responsibly

all the love xo A ☕

hope you enjoy ! & happy reading ! 🤗

please send me things to read ! favorite fics or something you've written that you're proud of ! 💌

find more monthly fic recs over on my masterlist, Nov 2022 coming soon ! ✨

please let me know if you would like to be removed

✨ new authors & characters added for the first time !

✨ some authors are mentioned more than once throughout the list, check to see if your works are there !

STAR WARS

✨ Anakin Skywalker

Disassembly (series) by ohgodmyeyes on ao3 (anakin skywalker, luke skywalker, f!reader) **

Locks of Hair & Heartstrings by @laserbrains (gn!reader) *

✨ Boba Fett

Glove Kink by @flightlessangelwings

✨ Din Djarin

Breathless by @lightsinthedistancee

Cuyan (series) by @againstacecilia (f!reader) **

Finding You Asleep With Grogu @archieimagines

In the Dark by @startrekkingaroundasgard (bodyguard au)

Make a Choice by @a-reader-and-a-writer (whumptober)

Shatter Me (series) by @writeforfandoms (f!reader)

Set Alight by @ezrasbirdie (din djarin & cobb vanth, f!reader) **

Too Much and Not Enough by @lowlights (victorian au, forbidden relationship) (gardener!din) (f!reader) **

✨ Leia Organa

sand in the gears of time by Pontmercyingtilthecowscomehome on ao3 (cassian andor x princess leia)

the duty of Rebellion by storiesmadeofstars on ao3 (cassian andor & princess leia)

we are a woven thread, find the strand by averita on ao3 (han solo x princess leia)

✨ Obi Wan Kenobi

A Pearl by anonymous on ao3 (f!reader) **

Goodbye by @tropodyn (f!reader)

Helping Obi Wan Kenobi in a Space Battle by @where-dreamers-go

Inclinations by @obiknights (obi wan) (old ben kenobi) (cw: age gap) (f!reader) **

Lessons in Love (series) by @just-dreaming-marvel (modern au) (mutual pining) (teacher!obi) (teacher!arthritic!f!reader)

Like a Living Mirage by @hellotherekenobi

Nightswimming by @obiknights (obi wan’s pov) (cw: age gap) (f!reader) **

Our Lips Are Sealed by @obiknights (cw: age gap) (f!reader) **

Serve My Worries Away by @friskynotebook (prof!obi wan) (librarian!reader) (modern au) (asian, plus size, f!reader)

Solace by @pickleprickle (f!reader) *

Stranded (series) by @penfullofwordsaheadfullofstories (ofc) **

The More I See You by Redminibike1 on ao3 (codywan)

✨ Poe Dameron

Breath Play / Missionary by @againstacecilia (f!reader) **

Checking on Poe Before You Had to Leave For A Mission by @where-dreamers-go

Dead End by @a-reader-and-a-writer (cw: angst, implied death)

Rose by @dailyreverie

Poe Having a Team Go with Him to Rescue You, Regardless of Orders by @where-dreamers-go

Pumpkin Spice and Hazelnut by @huffle-pissed

✨ Qui Gon Jinn

The First Star to Fade by @wickedscribbles (ofc) *

ROGUE ONE / ANDOR

✨ Bodhi Rook

Bitter Rain by @waterpancakeao3, waterpancake on ao3 (f!reader) **

Tender Sex with Bodhi Rook by @samspenandsword (f!reader) **

✨ Cassian Andor

Cassian's Kisses Before Work by @archieimagines

Cassian Surviving to Hear About Your Pregnancy by @archieimagines (cw: pregnancy, grief)

Finally by @archieimagines

Having You Here Is Enough by @kyber-hearted (f!reader) (deactivated :( !)

Home by @uwingdispatch (cw: ptsd, chronic illness, alcohol mention, implied intimacy) (disabled reader) *

Pretty Words by @chosigue (gn!reader) *

MOON KNIGHT

Standing Up For Cassian’s Character on Aldhani by @archieimagines (andor series)

Through the Wall by @miraclesabound (andor series)

✨ Marc Spector

Kinktober, Dirty Talk by @flightlessangelwings (f!reader) **

✨ Steven Grant

Getting Lost in a Good Book by @dailyreverie (gn!reader)

Going to a Halloween Festival with Steven Grant by @where-dreamers-go

Museum Nights by @dailyreverie

Selling Steven His Goldfish by @archieimagines

** be sure to check out part two for more monthly fic recs including triple frontier, pedro pascal characters, multi fandom

** & if you are able, please donate to my little coffee fund, link at top of page

#star wars fanfiction #rogue one fanfiction #andor fanfiction #moon knight #pxk monthly reading list 💌

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