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evie-sturns · 4 months

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𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 - 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘰

summary: you've been pissing chris off all day, accidentally knocking his stuff over, purposely teasing him in public, to the point where he starts to get seriously mad at you to the point where he has to put you in your place.

warnings: smut, rough!chris, use of safe word, argument, swearing.

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I didn't know that what i was doing was affecting chris this much, I mean, today has just been like any other. I hung out with my boyfriend of 2 months, chris, the whole day with his brothers and friends.

he seem's to be extra on edge today, ever since i broke one of his cologne bottles.

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hey chris, im just gonna head downstairs- SMASH

"oh fuck i'm so sorry i'll clean that up now-" i said, getting on my hands and knees and collecting the shards of black glass. "y/n just go downstairs, get out of my room please." chris spoke, glaring down at me. "i'm so sorry chris, i can buy you anothe-" i was cut off by him picking me up and placing me outside of his bedroom.

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me, chris, nathan, nick and matt are sitting on the sturniolos couch as the sun sets through the window to our right, a dim light fills the living room as matt and nick have an argument, god knows what its about.

im cudding up to chris's side, my leg resting over his thigh as he scrolls on his phone aimlessly. ive been sitting here for about an hour, i think chris is still pissed about the cologne bottle incident. i hate to admit it, but chris when hes mad is the hottest version of him.

i move my leg from his thigh up to his lap, using my leg to rub him very softly through his sweatpants. he grabs my leg, pushing it off him "stop that." he whispers, shaking his head at me. "stop what?" i ask, a guilty smile tugging at the corners of my lips as i move my leg back to its original position, applying more pressure on his crotch.

right before he's about to grab my leg again nathan starts - "whos up for top golf!" he says, looking around the room with a smile on his face. "nate its late." matt speaks, leaning back against the couch.

"so you're boring?" nate tuts.

"fine, only if the others go though." nick says, standing up off the couch. "chris, y/n?" he says, looking at us.

im about to agree but chris answers for me "were staying here." he says, his tone angry.

i look at chris with a confused look, but hes back to scrolling on his phone. "well me, matt and nate are going, we'll be a few hours." nick says, grabbing his coat and phone.

matt and nathan follow nick out the door, giving me and chris a small wave before slamming the front door shut.

chris stands up, leaving me on the couch, he faces me "what the fuck is wrong with you!" he yells. "what?" i say defensively, moving back against the couch, my eyes widening from the sudden raise of his voice.

"what!!??" he mocks, before starting

"this whole day you've been on my last nerve, and I'm sick of it. You've ruined half the shit in my room then you start touching up on my dick in front of my brothers?"

my jaw is slack, in pure shock as he flames me, i can't help my attitude start to build up, i scoff "not my fault you've been sensitive and pissy all day, sorry that im clumsy today?" i bite back, rolling my eyes.

chris stares at me "you have no respect for any of my shit, youve gone and shattered my $450 cologne that nick got me and you expect me to be happy? pathetic." he yells.

a few tears drop from my eyes, i don't know why. his words aren't hurting me but he knows i can't deal with people yelling at me. my attitude keeps up though "if you're gonna be so sensitive go cry in your room christopher." i fold my arms.

chris storms out of the living room, slamming the door to the bathroom shut.

i wipe my eyes before standing up, running upstairs into chris's room. its already been decided that im staying the night here by nick, so i decide to get into my pyjamas.

i pull my shirt off over my head, revealing my white lacy bra which i especially wore for chris, i was expecting a different evening with us.

suddenly i hear the bedroom door open behind me, chris storms in before walking up to me, i swing my body around to look at him. he grabs me by my throat, i gasp loudly as he grabs me, throwing me down on the mattress.

i sink my teeth into my bottom lip as i look up at him, before pulling him down into an angry kiss. he pulls away, ripping off his shirt. "built up a bit of an attitude today haven't you?" he mumbles, yanking my shorts and panties off in one motion.

he reaches a hand under me onto my back, flipping me over onto my stomach.

he grabs my ankles, forcing me onto all fours. i whine, desperatly. "so needy aren't you." he says, yanking down his sweatpants. i look over my shoulder at him.

"hand behind your back." he demands, putting his hand out. i put my hands behind my back, chris grabs both of my wrists with one hand. holding them, forcing me to arch.

"chirs.." i groan, squirming slightly, his hand collides with my clit. "fuck!" i yelp, chris shushes me "why do you think you deserve my dick after giving me such an attitude today hm?"

he lines himself up with me, pulling my wrists closer to him, my chest and head are fully off the bed as my back arches more then i knew it ever could.

without warning her slams into me, i let out a loud cry from the sudden stretch. "dont. make. a noise." he says, slamming into me at a brutal pace. i let out pathetic whimpers as i'm held in place by him.

he reaches his spare hand round, shoving two fingers in my mouth.

chris has never been like this in bed, im in total shock as he fucks the attitude out of me.

without warning i clench around him, releasing the knot in my stomach. his thrusts don't slow, i wouldn't be wrong if i said they quickened.

im so sensitive, my vision blurry as he takes what he needs from me.

we've had a safe word established for a while, we made it while we were in a stupid mood, so it has a stupid name. 'dinosaur' , but ive never even thought about using it until now.

"chris.. chris chris." i groan, tears streaming down my face from the intensity. "fuck- d-dinosaur" i cry out, chris stops thrusting instantly, checking to see if he heard right.

"dinosaur.." i whisper.

chris pulls out instantly, he gently releases the painful grip on my wrists, as he collapses down next to me, sitting on the bed, pulling me onto his lap in a cradling me.

"hey hey.. don't cry sweetheart." he whispers into my hair, grabbing his shirt and pulling it onto me. "are you alright baby? too much?" he coos, rubbing my arms. "please speak to me gorgeous."

i nod into his chest, "im fine, just sensitive.." i stammer.

"oh okay i'm so sorry" he says, pure guilt in his voice as he stands up, holding me like a bride.

suddenly i let out a small laugh, he looks down, confusion painted across his face.

"wait.. whats funny?" he questions

"what were we thinking when we came up with that safeword." i laugh into his chest.

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this might be my last fic for a few days cause school is starting up tomorrow.

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4pfsukuna · 2 months

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I uh have an announcement.

How would yall feel about about a satosugu threesome with reader? Like itll be the filthiest smut youve probably ever read… honestly ive already written 3k words and im only 1/4 of the way done heres a tiny piece.

“Shes also been extra angry lately all she wanted was some fun time with us—“ Gojo begins to guilt trip him but Suguru being the sly talker he is cuts him off moving to the table in front of you watching as another finger gets added inside of you.

“Oh ‘m sorry sweetheart, can you forgive me” he coos pulling his hair into a bun and you knew what that meant.

“No!” And while Gojo smacks your clit telling you to play nice Suguru dangerously licks his lips enjoying the sight of his two brats teasing him and toying with another. His dick twitches at the sight and it doesnt go unnoticed Gojo slaps your clit with more force making you squirm until your hips spasm and youre moaning his name indicating youre the first of the 3 to cum.

“Suguru why dont you show her how sorry you are and lick her clean” and neither of you are sure when Gojo took control but the sexual charge in the room was thick and if you two were working together then Suguru was happily at your mercy.

He rushes forward tongue darting out to lap up your juices while Gojo plays with your nipples through your tshirt. He moans as his lips wrap around your sensitive bud and you nearly lurch forward but Gojo keep you tightly against him pulling your chin to lock lips with his puffy ones. Getos tongue flicks against your clit as he pushes in two thick fingers your legs almost locked around his head which never bothered him but gojo forces your legs open with his right hand and adds two of his own long skinny fingers in your tight whole with Suguru.

Your hips begin to buck madly against both of your lovers fingers a crazed smile on your face as you chase your orgasm both men in a trance at your sexual bliss. Sugurus left hand grips Gojos length matching the pace making sure you both knew how sorry he was as he sucks harder on your nub.

“Youre doing so good princess, taking both of our fingers so well.” Gojo praises watching how you falter. Oh you were such a whore for being praised and an even bigger one when they both worshiped your body.

“Oh you like having both of our fingers in your tight little cunt, huh? I can feel you clenching…shit… you look so pretty like this fuck i want to be in your pussy so deep and feel you squeeze around my cock like that fuck” he groans and satoru was always vocal but right now his words were going straight to your core at the complete filth he was spouting. You needed him badly.

“Fuck Suguru” he groans in your neck at the way suguru squeezes his length precum spilling onto his hand.

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nocturnalrat · 11 months

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UuGH IVE BEEN HYPERFIXATING ON MILES MORALES LATELY S O

ITS SMUT B U T

Miles with a reader who wears his clothes often, wearing his shirt with nothing but panties underneath- sitting on his lap and messing with his fingers. And Miles just so desperately struggling to keep a conversation going when he can so clearly feel their warm against him

Hi anon, thanks for the prompt!

I used our OG Miles for this. Also: It’s their first time together, so he’s extra shy and awkward.

Warnings: Explicit content, y’all know the drill

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Miles had left a while ago to complete his evening patrol, and you were eagerly awaiting his return. You had started dating recently, and you were head over heels in love with him.

Having just stepped out of the bathroom, you felt refreshed and rejuvenated. The hot shower had relaxed your muscles and lightened your mood.

"Hey! I'm back -" a voice rang out, followed by a crash and a thump. You looked up to see Miles in his Spider-Man suit; he had tripped and fallen through the window.

"For a superhero, you're quite clumsy," you remarked.

He removed his mask, and you noticed his cheeks reddening. It wasn’t from exertion. "You're wearing my hoodie."

"Astute observation," you replied, sitting down on the bed. The oversized hoodie you were wearing reached your thighs. You loved wearing his clothes, even though they were too big for you.

You could feel him staring at your legs.

"You're not as discreet as you think," you said with a grin, and he jumped.

"What?"

"My eyes are up here, Miles."

He looked like a deer caught in headlights. "Sorry," he muttered. Then he scrambled to the bed and dropped his head onto your lap. Parts of his suit were ripped.

"Did you get hurt?" you asked, your voice filled with concern as you ran your hands over the damaged areas to inspect them.

"Nah. I'm fine."

You cupped his face in your hands and gently pressed your lips against his. "Missed you," you whispered, "How was patrol?"

"Nothing special. Caught a pickpocket and stopped a robbery. The usual." He shrugged. "And how was your evening?"

Your hand roamed over his chest. "I’ve been thinking about you."

He shivered, despite the fact that you weren't even touching him directly due to the fabric of his clothing. He was always so sensitive to your every touch, which is why you loved running your hands over his body.

"I think about you all the time, too,” he said.

"Oh?” You smiled. “Thinking about what, exactly?"

He blushed. "You know - how you're doing, what you're up to... if there's something you need..."

"Mhm. What else?"

He swallowed. "Um..." It was obvious he was thinking of something he didn't want to vocalize. “That’s it, I think.”

He must have been too embarrassed to say. It was fun to make him a red-faced blushing mess, so you deliberately turned away from him to lie down on the bed.

As expected, he crawled next to you and rested his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat.

"That's really all you think about?" you asked casually, intertwining your hands.

You could feel his body tense slightly. "Yup."

A boy his age, without ulterior motives? That wasn't very likely. "Tell me more about your day then.” You wanted to get him out of his shell.

You climbed on top of him so that you were practically straddling his lap. He looked up at you, cheeks flushed, lips slightly parted, uncertain and tentative. "Um..." He searched for the right words. You leaned over him, and his gaze shyly wandered sideways. "What was the question again?"

You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "What else did you do today besides capture a pickpocket, stop a robbery, and think of me?"

“I… Um… Physics. “

You couldn’t help but laugh. “Physics?”

“Yeah, uh. Homework.” He frowned, looking like he was struggling to think straight. “Electric current, resistivity, and Ohm’s law.”

“Sounds exciting. Tell me more.” You subtly tried to press your body against his. Since you were only wearing a pair of underpants and his hoodie, and since his suit was relatively thin, you hoped to mess him up enough that any rational thought would leave him.

You gave him another kiss on the cheek, and your lips moved to his neck.

"Um. Ohm's law states that the voltage across a resistor is directly proportional to..." His voice trembled, "to... to the current flowing through resistance..." He fell silent. You had taken his hands and placed them on your waist; you knew he would have been too shy to do it himself.

“Yeah? Is that all you know?” you teased with a grin.

Instead of continuing to talk, he stared at your lips.

"Miles?"

"Hah?"

"I asked you a question."

He blinked. "What question?"

Almost there, you thought.

“When do you use Ohm's law?"

“You… uh.” He looked like his head was empty. His eyes were glassy, his pupils dilated. “Y-You use it to… to maintain the desired voltage drop across… across the electrical components in a…” The rest of the sentence was lost in a moan because you had started sucking on his neck.

You could feel the warmth that emanated from him. He had to force himself to hold back, you could tell by the desperate look on his face and the way he whimpered under your touch.

"Take off your suit." He obeyed instantly. His slender torso revealed faint traces of muscles, a testament to the numerous fights he had participated in during the past few months.

Then he looked at you, his gaze lust-veiled, patiently waiting.

It dawned on you that he was waiting for permission, for instructions.

Even now, in a state of lust and desire, he showed restraint and caution, as if afraid to do something you didn't want.

"What do you want, Miles?"

The question seemed to catch him off guard. "What do you mean?"

"What do you want to do?”

He looked at you questioningly. "Um... Whatever it is you want to do?”

You shook your head. "No." He finally had to learn to express his needs. "I want you to tell me what you want, regardless of what I think."

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "You. I want you."

"And how do you want me?"

Instead of answering, he suddenly grabbed you so fiercely that you landed on your back and he ended up on top of you. His hands wandered under your hoodie, and when you tried to take it off, he said, "No, leave it on. It suits you.” With one hand he squeezed your breast, with the other he grabbed your wrist and pinned it to the mattress.

Fucking finally, you thought. He’s finally doing what he’s been wanting to do for ages.

He was breathing heavily, and you could feel his growing hardness. Would he still be this reserved and self-controlled once you took things further?

"Have you ever imagined it?" you asked between his kisses.

"Fucking you?" He dropped his forehead against yours. "Yes, damn it. It’s the only thing I can think about when I touch myself. I almost lose my mind every time you wear my clothes."

Holy shit. You had never heard him talk so freely, so bluntly before. His excitement and arousal seemed to cloud his thoughts, because you knew he would never confess to these things in a sober state.

"Then why don't you?"

Your words made him groan softly. "You sure?"

"Miles." You tried to sound reproachful. "Do you have any idea how turned on I am right now?” You took his hand and guided it downwards.

"Oh, wow." He sounded so genuinely surprised that you had to stifle a laugh. "You're wet."

"Duh."

“That’s –“ He blinked. “Wow. I had no idea.”

“Are you going to do something about it or what?”

He carefully fumbled his way forward with one finger, gently, trying not to hurt you. "Is that okay?"

"Miles." Your voice sounded almost like a whine. "More. Please."

He inserted a second finger, and began to move them slowly. But he was still so measured, so tentative, that it was driving you out of your mind.

So you took his hand and started rubbing your clit while simultaneously fucking yourself with his fingers. He watched you with his mouth open, full of awe and lechery.

“That’s how you do it,” you sighed, willing yourself to stop right before your climax because there was something else you wanted to do.

You fumbled around in your nightstand to pull out a condom. Before Miles could react with embarrassment, you ripped open the pack with your teeth and put it on in a quick and guided motion.

"Wha -" He gasped, startled. "You have condoms?"

"Of course. I've been waiting ages for this to happen."

"You serious?" He sounded stunned. "I had no idea!"

“Because you’re a dense idiot.”

He pouted. "Don't call me that."

"Make me.”

He didn't need to be told twice. The kiss that followed was hungry, desperate, lust-filled. He had wanted this for as long as you had.

You couldn't hold back a moan as he entered you.

“You okay?"

"Yes. But I'd feel better if you were a little rougher."

"I don't want to hurt you."

"You're not hurting me," you assured. "Come on, Miles, please. I'll go crazy if you don't."

He began to move faster; his hands found yours and he intertwined them.

"I love you," he said softly, "more than anything in this world." He gasped your name, followed by caresses, kisses, and a look so fond that your heart melted.

You both came at the same time.

His body fell to the side, exhausted.

"That was way better than I had imagined,” he mumbled with half-closed eyes.

"You should really learn to express your needs," you said.

"I don't want to pressure you into anything, though."

You gave him a kiss. "Communicating your needs to someone doesn't mean you're pushing the person to do something they don’t want to.”

He thought about it for a moment. "Okay," he said. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

#miles x y/n #miles morales x reader #miles morales x y/n #miles x reader

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 1 year

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Hey 🤗 , have a Matt smut request. Matt notices a strange man smell on you and he doesn't like it at all. Matt has breeding kink. He comes 2 times in you and no drop may run out.

hii, im sorry I feel like it’s taken me ages to do this, ive had so many requests and was feeling a little overwhelmed. love this idea, thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

mine

Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader

wc || 0.5k

warnings || 18+ only. explicit content (rough p in v, multiple climaxes, cream pie, lil bit of aftercare) minors dni

just realised I didn’t actually mention the smell thing- really sorry

masterlist + rules

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Matt had you right where he wanted you; displayed before him on the bed with your ass up in the air. He kneels behind you, teasingly grazing his palms over your cheeks before firmly gripping the flesh between his fingers.

“You ready to tell me where you were earlier?” He questions again, leaning himself over you to whisper behind your neck.

“I told you- my meeting ran late.” You muffle into the mattress.

He must not have been pleased with your answer because his hand raises to swat over your now reddened cheeks. He knew you were telling the truth but Matt just liked to tease you and see how far he can push you.

“Okay.” Matt replies indifferently, sliding his middle finger between your lips. “I believe you.” He grips himself by the base, teasing his head over the places his fingers just were. Slipping his tip through your slick, before pushing himself into you in one swift motion. You both instantly whimper at the much-needed contact. Slightly dragging himself out to ram into you once more, gripping your hips to bring you closer to him.

He pushes down on your lower back to angle the shots better, kneading the dough of your ass as he fucked you into the bed. “Whose are you?” He asks in between grunts, breathlessly murmuring.

“Yours-“ you pathetically whine into the sheets in between whimpers.

“Yeah, that’s right.” Yanking at your waist to bring it in for the repeated hits he was giving you. His balls persistently hit your clit from behind. “Don’t forget it.”

Leaning himself over you once more to grip the back of your neck, sliding his hands up to tangle into your roots and lifting your face from the mattress. “I wanna hear your pretty sounds.” Pounding himself into a little harder, his shaft poking at your cervix.

Your insides massage him perfectly, causing him to twitch and pulsate inside of you. Using his spare hand he grips your waist, dragging your body into him as he fucked you senselessly. Groans spew from his agape lips before spilling deep inside of you, gripping your hips to keep you exactly where he needed you.

“That’s it, that’s it-“ Matt cuts him off to whimper a half grunt.

His climax doesn’t stop him, he continues to sloppily fuck his cum into you, pushing his release through your slick and contracting walls.

Shuddering against him as your release builds endlessly higher, tightening around him once more before you spasm and twitch around his sensitive cock. Engulfing him further with your climax.

Gripping the sheets for support, breathing strangled whimpers against the mattress as you repeatedly muttered his name.

He rams into you until you were both completely spent.

Slowly dragging out his oversensitive cock, causing you both to whinge at the newfound empty feeling. Matt slides his thumb along your slick lips to collect his cum, running it up to push it into you. Thumbing his extra essence back into you, where it belonged.

Matt wraps his hands around your stomach to pull you with him as he flopped onto the bed. Pulling you close to his chest as he cuddled behind you, sweetly kissing the back of your shoulder.

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oddfluphenazine · 2 months

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Hello Homestuck Community more specifically the Homestuck Cosplay Community

Lately I’ve been trying to get into homestuck cosplaus and i have questions for anyone who. Does This stuff

umm I’ll put the like 4 questions under the cut so I don’t like. ywah

1. Where can i find good quality glasses? like search terms and such to find eg glasses like sollux especially? And terezi? Ive been Trying to find them online but I can’t find any for primarily the red/blue two color

also what shape is dirks shades classified as. Triangle Shades does nothing for a search and it’s kind of annoying

2. What’s a good brand of face/body paint that isn’t overly costly? I’m not looking to use sharpies because well. -> I also have sensitive skin and am not sure if? There are any like specific brands or types that are good for that

3, What’s a good fabric to use for capes and god tier apparel ? I don’t want to use one that’s too thin or cool because I live in a pretty cold area but I don’t want it to be Extra thick

4. Colored cntacts?? Where can i find tjem for good and cheap because Yeah I’ve got eyes in ugly warm grey nd that doesn’t help when Im trying to be someone with like. Radiation green eyes or something

tjank you for your time and oh great cosplay gods of tumblr gift me with your knowledge i need Hel p

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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years

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Anakin skywalker, Darth Vader, Obi wan Kenobi, Cody.

Overall Headcanons

Back on my Star Wars bullshit, so heres some overall hcs about some of the characters I love, enjoy. Ft some x reader elements. Can yall tell which character ive been most obsessed with lately?

Let me know if you guys are interested in more like this, as it’s a good way to get the writing juices flowing.

Mild nsfw stuff under the cut, but it’s nothing wild.

Anakin Skywalker

- Anger issues, but would never yell at you as it reminds him of his time as a slave

- Gets nightmares about his time as a slave and his fears.

- Wears black because it sets him away from the other jedi. They made him feel as if he didn’t belong, so he was gonna go his own way.

- When he first joined the jedi he had a really hard time drinking or just using water in general since it was so sparce on Tatooine. Nowadays he enjoys to take long showers and baths.

- Cant eat too strong tasting foods.

- Has a real hard time talking about his emotions. Because of this, if he falls in love hed rather go around nursing a crush than actually confess.

- He falls in love super easily, and gets kinda blinded by it.

- Touch starved as hell, literally melts into your hands if you cradle his face in your palms.

- Loves kissing, could spend hours with his lips on yours or just kissing you all over.

- Oral fixation. Goes hand in hand with him loving to kiss so much. Watch out for your fingers.

- Has a strong gag reflex, but doesn’t let it stop him.

- This man is verse leaning towards submissive and you can’t convince me otherwise. Those anger issues make me think he just wants someone to love him and take care of him.

- Loves you wearing his clothes or wearing your clothes.

Darth Vader (I know he’s also Anakin but whateves)

- Still has real bad anger issues, but in a more subdued and controlled manner if that makes sense. Still won’t yell at you.

- Very self-conscious about his body, and is scared of touching anything he cares about because he doesn’t want to accidentally destroy it.

- Still has horrible nightmares but these are mainly about the purging of the jedi.

- He secretly listens to recordings from before the fall of the jedi and the republic when he is feeling extra down.

- Mourns how he can’t kiss anymore. Tries to breathe as quietly as possible when you cuddle because he thinks the noise disturbs you.

- Secretly still sensitive so it would help you if affirm that you love him.

- More touch starved than ever, wants you to touch what little accessed skin he has, all the time.

- Doesn’t talk much anymore. This scares other people as he’s just a large silent scary shadow.

- I don’t think he has much of a sex drive after becoming Darth Vader, mainly because I think his own body is too damaged, though he would be able to use his hands.

- Though I think he would like to sit on his knees in front of you with his head in your lap, having you caress him.

Obi wan Kenobi

- Insomniac to the fullest. He uses the force to keep going.

- Loves tea more than anything, has a collection of teas from different planets he’s been too in his time as a jedi.

- Touch starved, as I think all jedi are at this point.

- Has nightmares and lasting trauma from the many things he went through even before he became a jedi knight like melida/daan and bandomeer.

- Quite protective of those he cares about, though he doesn’t express it much with words.

- Doesn’t cry much, so when he does, he just needs someone to hold him as he gets it out.

- He sneaks out of the temple to eat at Dex´s diner all the time. He brings along Anakin, Ashoka and later multiple clones.

- Isn’t as uptight as people think. He will bend or break rules regularly, he just isn’t caught.

- I think he both tops or bottoms, whatever the mood is that day, though I see him as the type of person to refer to it as “lovemaking”.

- Has had multiple partners in the past, a few being Quinlan, I believe they were casual and just did it to relieve stress and etc, Santine or even Siri Tachi.

- He is quite confident with a partner, even if he isn’t sure what he’s doing.

- Likes making his partner feel good, holds you close and maybe even clings on quite desperately at times.

- A big cuddler, just wants to lay for hours and half sleep with you in his arms.

- Would keep your relationship a secret for obvious reasons, but would be willing to leave the jedi for you If you got very serious and truly loved eachother.

Cody

- Tries to keep serious at all times, but can be quite goofy and lovey-dovey behind closed doors.

- Very protective over his fellow clones and the jedi he is assigned.

- Used to follow orders as closely as possible, but after joining the 212th, has started to follow in Obi wans footsteps and bend rules to fit the situation.

- Secretly struggles a lot with being a clone and not being seen as a living sentient being by most people.

- Has issues with his self-esteem, please tell him he’s good enough.

- Has very little knowledge about kids, the outside world of sex ed, as I don’t believe the kamonians thought it was something clones needed to know.

- Sterile, as I believe most clones aren’t able to have children.

- Likes to cuddle and be held close, hold him as tight as you can against your chest. Will listen to your heartbeat and fall asleep to it.

- Likes it when his partner caresses his scar or holds his face in their palms. Please pepper kisses all over his voice.

- I think he’s fine with whatever in the bedroom, but it will be kinda awkward or goofy the first couple of times as he figures out how it works.

- Likes to go slow and take his time, take you in and really show you how much he loves you.

- Doesn’t keep your relationship a huge secret, as in his squad and some jedi know but not the council or the republic as you could be forced to split up.

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bexreadstoomuch · 8 months

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Magic Man - Chapter 18

NSFW — slow burn, fluff, flirting, reader has weight/image issues light angst, 18+ overall for eventual smut, drug/alcohol mention/use/language, EddiemunsonxFemReaderHenderson, weight shaming, body image issues

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Part 18/? [wc 2k] a/n - IM BACK im so sorry ive been absent lately-an awful lot has been going on. please please like, share and comment, your comments make me so happy and encourage me to write more! thank you <3

Extra special thanks to @corrodedcoffincumslut & @thecomfortgoth for your helping me with this chapter!

18 - Can I Ask You Something?

All you could see was white stars bouncing behind your eyes, the feeling of a strong pair of hands on your shoulders directing you away from the lights.

Shouts of a crowd could be heard in the distance and you make your way down a corridor, lined with faceless people. The feeling of those hands on your shoulders not leaving you.

Suddenly you were brought back down to earth with a bang as a pair of soft eager lips met yours. You froze for a moment before the feeling was familiar. You knew whose lips those were. They were Eddie’s. Your Eddies.

But was he yours? Neither of you had made a concrete commitment to each other or even spoken about what this was between the two of you.

Right now that didn't matter, right now you just knew you needed him. The high of the show running through you. Adrenaline pumping through your veins as you meet the pace of his lips. Hands roaming each other as he manoeuvres you through a doorway and kicks the door shut behind him with his boot clad foot.

Nothing else mattered as he pushed you against the now closed door, your kiss becoming more and more hungry.

“Oh baby, you were amazing out there” Eddie's voice was low as he moved from your lips, leaving hot kisses on your jaw and down your neck.

Your arms wrapped tight around his shoulders, scared if you let go he'd disappear.

All you could reply with is moans as his teeth would gently nip at your sensitive skin, running his tongue over the mark to sooth you.

BANG BANG

“Hey!! Guys why is the door locked?” Gareth's voice could be heard from behind you, on the other side of the door you were currently being pressed against.

“GO AWAY!” Eddie growled towards the noise. “Wait! Are you guys? COME ON NOT COOL!” Gareth continued to pound his fist on the door.

“Eds, maybe we should let them in, hey come on, we got all night remember” your hands now pulling eddies face up from the crook of your neck to meet your now flushed one, seeing the loss behind his eyes. You smile looking into those big brown eyes.

“Ughhh, fine” Eddie reluctantly put you down, moving away towards the collection of sofas in the dressing room, adjusting himself, before plonking himself hard into the leather seats grabbing a cushion to cover the very obvious tent now protruding in his jeans.

Chuckling to yourself you smooth your clothes down and move to open the door.

A flurry of bodies streamed past you into the room, and a suddenly blonde whirlwind flung her arms around you.

“Oh my god! That was amazing y/n/n!!” Lulas grip around your neck, and the force she ran into you forced all the air out of your lungs. Your eyes wide you could see over her shoulder Eddie stifling a laugh looking on at the scene in front of him. Watching you be crushed by your blonde friend. “Lu, come on loosen up!” your arms reaching up to pull her away at arms length to look at her.

“Sorry, but oh my god that was amazing! And Eddie! You! You didn't tell us you were gonna jump on the piano!” Lula turns to question him. “Oh that,” Eddies responds sheepishly, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck, head hanging down. “ Yeah that was a bit, well, bit spontaneous, got a bit carried away” “Looked like y/n enjoyed it anyway!” Gareth's voice boomed across the room, walking by Eddie giving his friend a slap on the back as he passed, making his way over to Lula, to pull them both into a nearby sofa.

Eddie's ears started to blush red at his friend's comment, which you notice giving him a small smile across the room.

The room started to fill with excited conversion, clinks of bear bottles congratulate each other on a good show. You're watching Eddie from across the room, interacting with his band mates, your eyes catching each other every now and then. You would smile, he would throw a small wink your way, which would make you blush, and let a small laugh escape through your nose.

Looking around you notice two people missing. Jack and Kelly.

As you head towards the door you feel a hand on your arm stopping you in your tracks.

“Hey sweetheart, you ok?” Eddie's voice was hushed and low.

“Yeah im just gonna go get some air”

“Want me to come with you?” a cheeky glint in his eye, as he moved his arm to wrap around your waist, his free hand reaching into his back pocket to reach for his pack of smokes.

Giving him a small nod he follows you down the corridor, followed by the noise of whoops, hollers and wolf whistles coming from the room.

“GROW UP!” Eddie's booming voice shouts back at them.

Walking instep with each other, the back of your hands brushing against each other, you feel that brave thought of just reaching out and grabbing hold of his hand, but he beats you to it. Warm fingers intertwining with each other, his thumb lazily brushing against your knuckles.

Little moments like these are still confusing for you. Your head automatically goes to those uncertain places.

What are you and eddie?

Does he feel the way you have started to feel about him?

You've always had feelings for him. You've both said you liked each other in high school, but now? Does he really want to be with you? Is he doing what you're doing just to keep you on side, and keep the tour going? Drop you at the end of the tour like nothing ever happend?

Does he want to be seen with you outside of the band?

The photocall at the signing made you feel like he did but was that just for show?

You wanted to ask him, you needed to know, you didn't think you could cope if he broke your heart all over again.

You're brought out of your thoughts at the sudden loss of his hand in yours, as the cold air hits you form the back stage door being opened.

“No! Kel, I'm sorry, but I need more time! I'm sorry” Jacks voice was low and thick with emotion, it sounded as though she had been crying, her voice breaking slightly.

Grabbing your wrist Eddie pulls you into the shadows out of sight of your band mates. Pulling you to his chest he raises a finger to his lips to tell you to be quiet. “J, please I'm sorry, I was worried ok? I didn't wanna see him hurt again! It killed me the first time! I don't think I could go through that again!” Kelly sounded desperate.

“You didn't even get to know her! You went in straight with the hate! You used me for info on y/n! You wooed me, got me to tell you things, to what? Use against her?! Well no more! I'm done!” Jack's words came out hard and fast, biting with venom.

“I thought he was better without her J! I thought if I made her feel unwelcome, we'd just do this tour, go home and we never would have to cross paths again, but that was before I got to know you properly!” you watched as Kelly moved cautiously towards your friend, reaching out tentatively. You watched as she moved a piece of Jack's hair out of her face, cradling her cheek in her hands.

Jacks seems to lean into Kelly's palm but pulls away quickly.

“No Kelly! I'm sorry I can't forgive you! Not right now! You need to apologise to y/n. And properly!”

“Fuck sake J, come on! I'm trying! But I have to be honest with you! I don't trust her. She's using Eddie! She uses him to get where she wants to be, and then she’ll just drop him and we'll be back at square one again! Cause come on! Someone who looks like her? She won't make it in this business on talent alone!”

All of a sudden, Eddie was gone. His voice booming across the lot.

“WHAT THE FUCK KELLY? ARE YOU BEING FUCKING SERIOUS RIGHT NOW?”

“Eddie, it's not what you think it is!” Kelly retorts back looking sheepish.

Your feet are rooted to the spot. Looking between the three in front of you. You lock eyes with Jack, who looks so defeated. She mouths in your direction Im Sorry, and turns away and walks away in the direction of the buses.

“Tell me! Tell me what this is? Because to me it looks like you're belittling someone I care about!”

“Come one Eds, you can't be serious and tell me you really care about her? You want to be hurt again? Want me to take you to the hospital again?”

“YES I CARE ABOUT HERE! She means more to me than you can imagine! Yes I've done stupid dumb things in the past but im not letting her go again!” Eddie's voice tails off at the end, turning to face you in the shadows, his hand reaching out for you in the dark.

“Sweetheart?”

Taking a tentative step forward you see all the colour in Kelly's face drain. "Y/n, I, I didn't know you were out here”

“Save it Kelly! You've said enough!” Eddie turns to take your face between his hands.

Looking up to him, you voice quiet, your voice unsure “You care about me?”

“Oh sweetheart, I've always cared, I'm being honest, I promise, I never want to lose you again. You're my girl” He's looking down at you with those big brown eyes, a small curl on the corner of his full lips.

It's as though he knew all your doubts, your worries and was erasing them one by one for you.

“I'm your girl?” staring back at him he can see the uncertainty in your eyes.

“Baby, You're mine, and I'm yours. If you want me, that is?” Eddie's thumb catching the small tear you didn't realise was falling at your cheek.

“This is unbelievable! I can't watch this!” Kelly turns heel and storms off back inside. “What about Kelly and Jack?” you ask, always putting others first.

“I don't want to talk to her right now, I don't think Jacks at fault here sweets, I think give her some time. Eddie's hands moved slowly down to rest upon your waist, pulling you into his embrace as you nod to what he's saying.

“I need you to know, I don't think what Kelly thinks, I think you are the most beautiful creature I have ever set these weary eyes upon. I should have made you mine years ago. But I was a foolish boy. Will you accept this foolish lads' past?” Eddie is looking down at you hopefully. “I'm just worried, I mean look at me? Do you really wanna be seen out with someone like me?” Your voice is small, sheepish.

Eddies lift’s your chin with his fingers to bring your eyes to his.

“Yes, I want the world to know that I'm with this amazing, wonderful, talented, gorgeous, smoking hot, did I say talented?” you can't help the giggles that escape you as he plants small kisses across your face after each word.

“The most beautiful woman I can't believe I can call mine. Y/n, can I ask you something?”

“Yes” your voice comes out breathy as you can’t tear your eyes from his

“Will you go on a date with me? A Proper date? I feel like we may have skipped some steps” his hair falls in front of his blushing face as he asks you.

Raising your hand to tuck his loose curls behind his ear, resting your hand on his cheek, you lift yourself on the balls of your feet and place a gentle kiss to his lips.

“Yes”

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violet-amet · 14 days

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health stuff. just thinking.

ive been feeling extra sensitive about death lately, fearing it and all. but knowing that others had been through cancer too can give me some hope that things will be well for me too. its not easy, but its important that i know that im really not alone here. i mean, i know im not, but like, it felt as if i was. i still find it hard to believe i had gone through chemo myself, but the port scars are proof, and my tattoo should be a reminder that i am stronger than id thought dealing with all that. hm~.

#blah blah blabbity blah

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dulcesiabits · 11 months

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hi hi!!! i realize that you asked this like. a week ago LOL sorry for the late ask OTL ....... im just excited to share my Very Niche hyperfixations www

but in terms of ifs!! i definitely recommend mind blind! the humor is absolutely fantastic and has one of my favorite characters in any piece of media (nick)!! in a world filled with psychics ranked on a scale of 1-10 in terms of power/potential, you're a zero!! the characters have me in an absolute chokehold hahah. hhhhh nick wiseman

if you search for recommendations on literally any forum you'll see the name fallen hero pop up! you play as a telepathic sidekick turned villain in a revamped version of los angeles, wherein people gain powers via modifications! it is widely regarded for many many reasons! the writing is amazing and the characters are everything!!! herald my beloved ❤️

there is the speaker on itch.io!! you are the twin sibling of your sister, The Seer (name customizable) and only you can properly convey her visions and prophecies!! your sister gets a vision of a future murder victim, and you're doing everything in your power to stop it! there are found family aspects to it and it makes me very happy :) im madly in love with sebby and li hahaha

im obsessed with the bastard of camelot!! the writing is so so fantastic but i have to say theres a huge BUT!! it deals with very very sensitive themes in a prominent way thats like . the entire premise of the story ! these themes are, imo, handled very well! please view the trigger warnings and play at your own descretion 🙏 buuuut you play as mordred, and there is a prophecy that you will bring ruin to camelot ..... will you try to avert it, or will you accept it? 😳

im still playing through fields of asphodel, but i really am enjoying it!! its a retelling of sorts of persephone and hades youre persephone! you get sent down to the underworld and stuff and make friends!! im not selling this very well www but i really recommend it!!

there's the passenger, where you play as an eldritch horror in the body of a human! you plummeted to earth in an attempt to run from something trying to kill you .... admittedly i have not finished it yet (i have an absolutely insane backlog OTL) but i've been enjoying it a lot!! its very sweet ❤️

i liked the adventures of sherlock holmes a whole lot!! i think you can guess the premise LOL but you're sherlock holmes!! you go on wacky adventures!!!! watson is so cute i love them!!!!!!

i am aware that mage reborn and the fog knows your name have been mentioned but i second those recs!! theyre very very good games!!

i am so so so sorry i blew up your inbox 🙏 and i will do it again!

also also also im not done yet sorry! please write more for SHOH i am literally on my hands and knees (no pressure of course writing is hard haha)!! its just. ITS SO GOOD. the found family dynamics are just everything to meeeeee 😭😭 i cant express to you the absolute chokehold it has on me its just. fantastic Ughhhuufhhggdhurhfgrhuugghhhgghhyuyggh ive replayed it god knows how many times! i am so desperate for content i've combed the tumblr blog and the ao3 tag in all of its entirety ....

im in love with halek and red... and also lavinet but alas i am not a dude. so i just pine from afar :( and i also really really like mimir! i can tell chase is your fave www but who the other charas you like :?

(ps. i liked your jing yuan fic!! it was very good 10/10 kudosed and bookmarked and marked for later and the mc is so slay! sorry for the long ask hehe)

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE RECOMMENDATIONS!!!!! I’ll be sure to check each of them out once I have the time :’D My friend also recommended the speaker to me and I’ve seen Fallen Hero so many times I feel like I have to check it out at this point!!!

shepherds of haven is SO FUN AND I AM SHAKING YOUR HAND RN!!!! I’ve been so obsessed with it for the past few months it’s taken over my brain function x_x I’VE ALSO COMBED THROUGH LENA’S TUMBLR just to get any extra information on the case bc I love them so dearly TT TT Like I’m in love with her writing style and characterization, and everyone in that game is my best friend. And/or my lover <3

Halek and Red are excellent taste!!! I also really like Red (and bullying Halek lolol) but for other favorites, I’d have to say Shery, Red, Trouble and Briony ^7^ Caine is adorable and I also like Croelle and Mimir!!!

(Thank you for enjoying my JY fic so much!! :’D I just think he’s a little silly <3 microwaving him in my mind rn!!!)

Anyways, feel free to blow up my inbox LMAO I enjoy getting asks and hearing other people’s thoughts :thumbs up: !!!!

#liya answers #interactive fiction

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khodorkovskaya · 11 months

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You're right I'm gonna look for some groups to join or somthing because I'm deffo lonely

yesss!

here's how ive been socialising lately/in the past:

group workout sessions

so my city organises free exercise sessions by the lake every summer. and i go twice a week. and it's great! it's usually about 20-30 people and we don't really talk, but just the feeling of being surrounded by people who are all doing the same thing as you feels very nice.

church

okay so this one's a little weird and not for everyone. but i really enjoy singing and church is the only place i know where i can sing in a good quality choir for free. bc other free choirs id been a part of were very amateur and it was basically singing lessons for people who can't sing, no offence. whereas at church, we just come in, sing, and that's it. and the people there are so good at singing!

the vibes are a bit weird tho. there's always people falling to their knees, crying, etc. it's insane. the priest always talks about some weird stuff too. like there's always some kind of drama going on. it's very weird. but i lowkey love it. like the other week the church got fined for "praising the lord too loudly" and the people in the neighbourhood complained to the police. and another week someone sent scam messages to people pretending to be father paul asking for money so father paul had to be like guys that wasn't me. anyway, every week there's some new drama. and people be crazy.

so yeah i just go there for singing and, again, to get that feeling of being part of a crowd that i really love. but i don't talk to anyone there bc everyone's always praying or talking about god and that's not really my vibe idk. if you're lonely and lost in life i definitely don't recommend getting into religion. figure yourself out first and then join a group if you really feel like you'll fit in, but not the other way around. the people i know who've converted to islam or became catholic or whatever don't seem very happy tbh.

sports club

so i took ice skating lessons this year and i went to skating camp during the easter holidays. and it's the kind of place that's great for small talk. because we'd only ever talk about skating and it was great. no deep conversations, no political talk, no questioning. just like "who's your favourite skater", "how did you get into skating", "look at xyz skating accessory i got", "what trick would you like to learn", etc.etc.

different kinds of sports attract different kids of people too. so my manchester bestie for example has always been a part of some kind of martial arts club like taekwondo or kickboxing. she says that she's always felt very comfortable around the people there bc people who do martial arts are usually very reliable and understand consent/boundaries. it's just a certain personality type, yknow. and with skating too, it's a very specific kind of crowd, usually quite well off, artistic, studious, sensitive. i feel quite comfortable in skating circles. so yeah, finding a sport that attracts your kind of people is great. again, are you gonna be friends with these people outside of the sport you do together? probably not. but that's okay.

associations/societies/clubs

so i know in my country associations are super common, idk about other countries tho. but where i live there's an association for everything. every single public parc has their own association, every interest/hobby has their own little club. like there's the tea lovers society in my neighbourhood! you can literally find a club for everything.

i used to be a member of the astronomical society. but the average age there was like 70 so it wasn't much of a vibe. but i really enjoyed the events we organised. like id always dress up. i dressed up as the moon, as a space princess, as the sun. i was always extra. and it's really fulfilling to like organise events and be a part of something. and all clubs/associations always organise movie nights and game nights and that kind of stuff. so just find one that really vibes with you and it'll be great!

im also a member of this social economy association for work. and they also organise a lot of events. i go there for networking for my work and to be very honest i really don't dig the vibe. it's very leftwing liberal, very much granola millenials but not the fun kind. but sometimes influential political figures hang out there and it's quite entertaining to see them roaming free lol, yknow. and we have made useful connections there for work, so i can't complain.

volunteering

my favourite thing to do when i was a teenager was to volunteer at music and film festivals. because you get free drinks and free tickets for everything. so id go to clubs underage because i was a staff member lol. i have to say, it did lead to some weird things bc the other volunteers were mostly in their late twenties-early thirties and those types of events usually attracted people who were generally lost in life, like lots of weird artistic types and clubbing addicts. and i was this 16 yr old in the middle of it all, flirting with guys and telling everyone i was 21. but despite some weird moments, it was a great and useful experience. idk how old you are, but if you're between the ages of like 18 and 23, i definitely recommend volunteering for a festival! you'll have the wildest parties with all the free drinks and backstage access lol. just be responsible.

conferences/presentations

so if you're older than 23, networking events/conferences/presentations are great. i often go to conferences just like to broaden my horizons and make useful connections for work as a process. again, there's always something going on on meetup or impacthub or something. ive never been able to make friends there because the average age at these types of events is like 35-50, but it's always great to see people who are further in life than you and who have an interesting story to tell or advice to give.

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i realize the last four or five years have been an absolute nightmare for everyone in regards of global events, conflicts and general life. but my personal life for about a year now has felt like i am trapped in this nightmare bubble, and am not too sure how i am able to get out of that lately. i say lately because i think it's catching up to my family in the sense a lot of depression and sadness looms over us. it sucks so much. it hurts. i have the weight of the world and life sitting right on my shoulders, and it's affecting me both mentally and physically. it's been causing me sudden medical issues, and they're a little bit scary. which, obviously, leads me further down the road of stress and anxiety and i'm not sure where the end of the tunnel is right now.. this all sounds vague and scary. because it is. i don't know who i am right now or what is going on in, i just know it's been a painful time for me. for everyone around me. it's hard watching my family go through things, being a deeply empathetic person who takes everything to heard, really takes a toll on a person.

i have doctors appointments soon, and while i'm ready to get to the bottom of this sudden onslaught of medical issues, i also don't wanna know at all either. especially considering the last year has involved nothing but a lot of medical nightmares with my step dad. he's very sick right now with stage iv lung cancer, has been on treatments for months now, and we aren't sure if there's ever going to be an end to that either. as you can see, this is why life has taken an absolute toll on me and stirred up some issues within myself. because of course it did. life has a weird way of doing that... once one domino falls, the rest of the pieces keep falling with it. things always spiral all at once. i know it's apart of life, apart of being human, we go through things, but we get back up on the other side. but i'm honestly terrified. i wish the universe would stop the dominoes from toppling down endlessly.

perhaps i could just not be vague about what's happening to me. it all started about a week ago, i started my period, and then things kind of spiraled out of control from there i guess. maybe not because of my period, but i have persistent diarrhea and unable to pass a lot of gas, having bowel issues. passing mucus (maybe?) and stomach aches. not feeling well. low appetite. etc. i have fallen into so many rabbit holes at this point, and i am so fucking scared it's something scary. i have barely slept. just feel like crying. in fact, i've been crying a lot, feeling extra sensitive about everything and stressed as hell. i just am at a loss. i know some other family members have felt the same way, too, and it makes me feel even worse because like i said i have a lot of empathy.

i won't know anything until my appointment next friday, so guess i'll just be sitting here spiraling into endless pits of dispair.

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No Body, No Crime - Part I (Reylo Fanfic)

Summary: Assassin!Rey Palpatine is on her first mission for the evil Darth Sidious. The goal is simple: kill Prince!Ben Solo by any means necessary.

Pairing: Rey + Ben Solo

Rating: E

Continuity: Canonverse AU

A/N: I love writing canonverse, but I decided to do an AU spin this time where Ben grew up with his parents and never went to Luke’s temple and Rey grew up on Exegol with old pickle Palps.

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No Body, No Crime - Part I

By: sushigirlali

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Hanna City, Chandrila

Midnight

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It was a quiet night at the Old Gather-House, almost too quiet, but Rey knew it was time to strike. Since arriving on the lush planet a few days ago, she’d been steadfastly surveilling the palatial structure in the heart of Hanna City from the shadows, noting every guard rotation and the comings and goings of household staff.

Stationed near Eleutherian Plaza, which contained the Chandrila Senate house, seat of the New Republic's galactic government, it was a tricky proposition to get close to the Old Gather-House during the day. In the dead of night, however, the movements of its occupants were exceptionally easy to track.

“There goes the last worker. His majesty's personal chef, from the looks of her,” she observed. “And any minute now, the head of security will walk out the side door and… GO!”

Dropping down from the fruit tree she’d been perched in for several hours, Rey silently sprinted toward the slowly closing door. Catching it with her booted foot a moment before it shut, she slipped inside without raising alarm.

“Grandfather will be proud,” she congratulated herself, peering left and right to make sure no one was in the long hallway. It was late, so the only people between her and the prince of Alderaan should be his escorts. “Better safe than sorry, though,” she thought, carefully creeping forward.

She had considered coming in through the roof, but security always appeared tight up there. Instead, she’d discovered the existence of a spiral staircase near the kitchens that led to the penthouse on the top floor. Her research had revealed it was as direct a route as she could hope for and lightly guarded to boot.

Having snagged a lucky lead while eavesdropping the day prior, she’d been able to infiltrate a local repair shop and download schematics and shift change data from a broken serving droid with ease.

“Not too smart, your majesty, leaving sensitive information lying around like that,” Rey smirked, advancing until she reached the archway leading upstairs.

Sticking close to the wall, she took two stairs at a time until she reached a landing about halfway up. She paused to listen, continuing when only silence met her ear.

It was a rush, being out on her own for the first time, on her first solo mission. All of the hard work and training she’d put in over the last 15 years would finally be worth it; her grandfather would finally see her as something more than a burden.

Heart pounding as she neared the final landing, Rey braced herself for a fight, but none came to her. “That’s strange…”

The back entrance to the prince’s rooms was completely unguarded, an oddity which she was both grateful for and concerned about. Lightly touching the jade hairpin pressed into the top of three identical buns, she breathed deeply to calm her sudden nerves. Her guardian rarely gave gifts, so she hoped the versatile ornament was a symbol of his trust in her. Or at the very least, an extra layer of protection should she find herself without her laser sword...

Knowing she was only delaying the inevitable, Rey gathered her courage and entered what she could only assume was her target’s closet. Expensive looking robes and tailored evening wear billowed from every corner, reminding her exactly who Darth Sidious had sent her to eliminate.

“Skywalker scum,” she hissed internally. “It’s time to put an end to that family’s oppressive bloodline.”

Her resolve renewed, Rey put an ear to the door leading into the next room. Once again, her senses failed to pick up any sounds or movements. Placing one hand on the handle of the pocket door and one on her lightsaber, she slid it open.

“No one,” she mused, dumbfounded. Closing the door behind her, she stayed low, crossing the pristine white marble bathroom to the open entryway. “Finally,” she thought, spying a large four-poster bed surrounded by heavy cobalt curtains.

Listening hard, the only discernible noise she could pick up in the dim bedroom was a man’s light breathing. Unable to believe her luck, Rey opened her senses to the dark side, allowing the Force to flow around her. “One person. Humanoid. Male. Big. And… something else… he’s…”

Gasping as electricity coursed through her veins, she slapped a hand over her mouth. “Shit… what was that?!”

When the man didn’t stir at her slight outburst, Rey resumed infiltrating his chamber. Reaching her destination after a few heart-pounding moments, she took another second to steady herself before gently lifting the hangings on the left side of the bed. Drawing her lightsaber, she peered inside, the warm purple light of her weapon revealing a stunning sight.

“What—but I thought he was an old sage? Who is this young man?” Her heart stuttered, caught off guard by the man’s handsome face and wide expanse of bare chest. “This can’t possibly be the cruel prince my grandfather warned me about… oh… oh, no… he’s... a Jedi.”

——————

Holding out a commanding hand, Ben bade the fetching maiden—assassin?—to switch off her saber and sleep. Catching her before she fell, he pulled her into his arms, ignoring her weapon as it clattered to the floor with a metallic clash. Placing a hand under her knees, he lifted her slight form to lie next to him on the mattress.

“At last, my love,” he murmured, pushing a few loose strands of sable hair behind the shell of her ear, “I’ve been waiting for you.”

She was dressed simply in matching black trousers, pleated vest, and ankle boots. Inconspicuous, functional; nothing at all like the outrageous fashions the members of his house were known for.

Reaching for the zipper on her shoes, he removed them and slid off the bed. Stowing her belongings in the cubby beneath the nightstand, he studied the woman’s lightly freckled face in the darkness, a face he’d seen in countless dreams and visions...

Ben pulled the covers over her and sighed, realizing it would be a battle to earn her trust, let alone her love. Attempted murder was a complication he hadn’t seen coming, but when had the Force ever played fair?

——————

Morning

——————

Turning her face away from a persistent sliver of light, Rey moaned into her plush pillow. She was so comfortable, the thought of moving was unbearable. Still, she knew the punishment that would await her if she failed to get up and perform her daily duties in the citadel.

“Mmm…” she groaned, stretching widely. “That was the best sleep I’ve had in a long time, maybe ever.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” a deep voice rumbled to her left.

Scrambling up on all fours, Rey’s hazel eyes snapped open, zeroing in on the source of the comment. “You!” she gasped, frantically looking around for her lightsaber. Spying it resting under the bedside table, she made a grab for it.

But the prince was faster.

“Now, now, sweetheart, I don’t have time to play this morning,” he said calmly, grasping her arm before she could reach her black quarterstaff.

Curling her free hand into a fist, Rey attempted to punch him in the face. “No? Well, why don’t you make—oh!”

Stunned as he pulled her into an intimate embrace, she scarcely knew what to do before his soft lips were on hers. His spicy scent invading her nostrils, Rey struggled to remember to struggle. But he was on her and around her and kissing her so hotly she couldn’t catch her breath.

“Mmm…” he said several minutes later, lifting his dark head with a smug smile. “Very nice.”

“Am I?” she replied, nonplused.

His brows drew together, considering her. “You’re a little rough around the edges, but considering your upbringing…”

“Don’t pity me,” she gritted out, assuming he was referring to her obvious lack of experience. He couldn’t possibly know about her mission, her family.

“Never,” he promised, tracing her cheek. “Let’s begin again, shall we?”

Rey belatedly realized he was pinning her to the bedspread. “Let me up,” she said briskly.

“Do you promise not to attack me again?”

She narrowed her eyes, but nodded.

“Yes?” he persisted.

“Yes.”

He smiled at her, pulling back. “My name is Ben Solo.”

“I know who you are,” she responded impatiently. “I’m—”

“Rey,” he supplied, saying her name like a caress.

Sitting up straighter, she surveyed the room for an escape route. Despite his ardor a moment ago, he was clearly playing some sort of sick game. It was morning, there must be guards covering every exit by now…

“We’re quite alone,” the prince broke in. “You needn’t be worried that you’ll be caught. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Snapping back to face him, Rey was astounded by the earnest look on his face. “But… if you know my name, you must know why I’m here, what I am...”

“All I know is a beautiful woman crawled into my bed last night,” he said cheekily.

Blushing at the compliment as much as the innuendo, she demanded, “What did you do to me?”

“Nothing.”

“I don’t believe you!” she charged. “You… you used some kind of Jedi mind trick on me!”

“Just a small one,” he said irreverently. “Just to help you sleep.”

“Help me—what did you do once I was unconscious?!”

“Nothing,” he reiterated. “I graciously gave you the bed and sought rest elsewhere.”

“You—what? Then where did you sleep?” she said suspiciously.

“I didn’t. Sleep, that is. I meditated,” he said, pointing to a pile of cushions by the window, “so that I could watch over you.”

“But why?”

His lips thinned a little. There was obviously something he wanted to say, but all he did was shrug. “Another time.”

“Why not now?”

“You’ll just have to trust me when I say now is not the right time.”

“But you’re a Jedi!” she blustered, sliding off the bed. Annoyingly, he still towered over her from his spot on the edge of the mattress. Rey hated feeling small, but she needed to be on her feet, to be ready for battle. “How am I supposed to trust you?”

“I’m a Grey Jedi,” he corrected, as if that explained everything.

“Is there a difference?” she demanded.

“Several,” he chuckled.

“Well?” she stamped her bare foot. “Care to elaborate?”

“Not really,” he said plainly. “Not right now, at least.”

“And why not?”

“I have work to do,” he informed her. Then, more seriously, “And so do you.”

“What?” she snorted derisively. “How did you come to that conclusion?”

“I spared your life, so it belongs to me now,” he replied simply, standing far more gracefully than she had. Rey backed up, trying to ignore their height difference, but the prince’s presence seemed to fill up the room. “There’s a change of clothes for you in the bathroom. Put them on and we’ll go.”

“Go where?” she glared, glancing past him at her saber once again. It was just out of reach and the prince was as solid as a fresher; if she tried to summon it, he would likely block her the same as before. “Damn.”

“You’ll see,” he said enigmatically. Then, lightly, “You might even like it.”

——————

Ben tried not to show his appreciation for the way Rey moved in his grandmother’s flowy, hand embroidered yellow dress, but it was hard going. Everything about her was magic, even when she was glaring daggers at him for making a simple request.

“I won’t!”

“And why not?”

“I’m not one of your servants!” she huffed. “You can’t just order me around and expect me to do your bidding!”

“I’m not ordering,” he sighed, “I’m asking. As a favor.”

“A favor?” she repeated, scrunching her nose. “What’s that?”

“I—ah… it’s like a promise. If you do something for me now, I’ll reciprocate in kind later,” he explained, careful to keep his sympathy hidden.

He’d seen into her mind when they touched last night and then again when they kissed this morning. “Poor girl, it must have been difficult growing up on Exogal with a spirit like hers.”

“Oh,” she said, looking puzzled. “And going to this healing temple with you is a favor? How could I possibly be of use there?”

“You’d be surprised.”

Rey narrowed her eyes at him again. “I don’t like secrets.”

“On that we can agree,” he replied. “You’re not the only one with relatives who keep secrets,” he said internally.

“Really?”

When he offered nothing more than an expectant look, she made an annoyed sound and said, “Lead the way, then, Prince Solo.”

——————

“You can just call me Ben, or Senator, if you’d prefer,” he chuckled, adjusting the silver lightsaber clipped to his leather belt. The crossguard shape was a design she’d only seen in ancient scrolls, but it seemed to suit him.

“How many titles does this guy have?” she wondered. “Prince, Senator, Jedi… I mean… Grey Jedi.” Pondering on the last, she tried to recall ever reading about one, but came up empty. “Grey implies some kind of impurity and those sanctimonious light users would never.” She peaked up at the prince’s striking side profile. “Or would they? He looks...”

“Is there something you’d like to ask?” he said nonchalantly, but she could tell he’d caught her staring.

“No!” she snapped, embarrassed. Picking up her long gold skirt in frustration, Rey stomped ahead of him. Why the hell had she even put the cumbersome garment on? Sure, she had never seen anything so beautiful before, but the corseted top and billowing skirts were a pain to walk in. “Not to mention fight in…”

“Are you sure?” he insisted, speeding up to catch her.

“Yes!”

“You don’t sound sure,” he said lightly.

Rey rounded on him, dropping her skirts and placing her hands on her hips. “I don’t know why I’m even listening to you. I’m here to—”

“Sightsee?” he supplied, tensing up.

“No, I—”

“Rey, please,” the prince said meaningfully, eyeing a couple Senate Guards who were drawing near.

“Fine,” she relented, dropping her combative posture. “Let’s just get this over with.”

He gazed at her for an extended moment, his dark eyes sinking into hers, like he was trying to say something without speaking… but then he was hastily moving forward again and the spell was broken.

“What was that?” she thought dazedly.

Shaking off the feeling that he was trying to pass her an important message, Rey tried to focus on her surroundings. She hadn’t sensed the guards before the prince pointed them out, which wouldn’t do if she wanted to complete her task and live to tell the tale.

Falling into step behind him, she followed until he paused outside an imposing white brick building a few minutes later. A large sign over the doorway indicated that the structure was a hospital, its cracked and faded facade revealing the building’s age. “I wonder how long this city has been here? I’ve seen so little of the galaxy and grandfather never answers my questions...”

“This way,” her jailer said, pushing the door open and holding it for her.

Slipping inside, she was startled when an excited voice cried, “Oh! Senator Solo!” as soon as they entered the large, sunlit atrium. Sizing up the slim blonde running toward them, Rey instantly dismissed her as a threat.

“Good morning, lieutenant,” the prince said warmly when the woman drew near.

Perturbed by his tone without understanding why, Rey decided it best to keep her tongue and just watch the scene unfold. “Maybe she’s a weakness I can exploit...” Somehow the thought didn’t sit well with her, though.

“Did General Organa send you?” he asked.

“Yes,” the lieutenant responded. She looked curiously at Rey, but continued with a nod from the prince. “Leia is expecting more injured soldiers to arrive tomorrow and she wanted to make sure you had everything you needed to heal them.”

“She wanted you to check up on me is what you’re actually saying,” he ribbed. The prince placed a hand on Rey’s shoulder, making her jump slightly. “Nevertheless, please let her know that we have everything we need.”

“We do?” she said slowly. Then, more brightly, “We do! Oh, how wonderful!” The woman smiled at Rey. “I thought I recognized that dress, you must be—”

“On duty,” he cut her off with a meaningful look. “And we really must be going now, Kaydel.”

“Sure,” she responded with a conspiratorial nod, “see you!”

Shaking his head, the prince’s hand slipped from Rey’s shoulder to the small of her back. “No doubt she’s off to report to my mother. Shall we?”

Reaching behind her, Rey captured his wandering hand, placing her index and forefinger over the inside of his wrist. “What was that? Who’s dress am I wearing?”

His pulse lept. “Caught that did you?”

“I’m not an idiot, your highness. Despite what happened last night, I’m actually quite capable!”

“I know,” he said, but this time his heartbeat remained steady.

“You don’t know me,” she denied, confused by his apparent honesty, “no one does.”

“Rey, I can’t explain how right now, but… I do,” he said with conviction.

“You’ll have to tell me later, then. As a return on your favor.” She wasn’t quite sure why she was letting him string her along, but her gut told her he didn’t mean her harm. “I suddenly have the strangest feeling… like we’ve met before… like I know him too.”

“You want words and not your weapon?” He seemed surprised, but pleased.

“I don’t need my lightsaber to kill you, your majesty,” she responded recklessly, thinking of the hairpin he’d neglected to take from her.

The prince looked around, making sure no one overheard the threat. “Not so loud, we don’t need any trouble.” His free hand slid over hers, capturing it. “Come along now, there’s a lot to do before the next group arrives.”

Allowing him to tug her toward a large red door embossed with the symbol of a snake coiling around a lightsaber, Rey ignored the jump of her own heart.

——————

Smiling slightly as Rey juggled a few containers of bacta, Ben carefully took one from her and added it to the second of five medical stations in the infirmary. “Once we replenish the supplies here, I’ll need to check up on a few patients.”

“You’re a doctor too?” she said in amazement.

“Force healer,” he shrugged, pulling out clean gauze and medical tape before moving on.

“That’s a thing?”

“Yeah,” he laughed. “It’s really rare, though.”

“Oh.”

Ben finished lining up equipment on the third station while he decided how much to tell her. “Have you ever… healed a creature before? Even something as small as an insect?”

“No, I—um…” she paused. “Actually… there was a mynock I found once. Do you know what that is?”

“I do.”

“It was clinging to a ship and when the dock workers scraped it off, one of its wings was crushed...” she trailed off, looking confused.

“And?”

“And I put my hands on it and then it flew away,” she finished, looking up at him intently. “Do you think I healed it?”

“Yeah, I think you did,” he confirmed. “You’re special, Rey.”

“What?” she said in disbelief.

Feeling her mental walls rising in defense, Ben backed off. “Can you hand me another bottle of bacta?”

“Oh, yeah, sure.”

Ben smiled as their fingers touched in passing.

——————

“You’re special, Rey.”

The words kept ringing in her head, that deep voice praising her, encouraging her… Rey felt warm all over. Fanning her face, she tried to concentrate on what the prince was doing to no avail.

Last night, her mission seemed so clear. But now... she wasn’t sure she wanted to complete it. It seemed unlikely that her grandfather didn’t know Ben Solo was a Jedi. Which begged the question… why hadn’t the old man told her?

Was her master setting her up? And if he was, why not just kill her himself? It was a rather bleak question to ask, but Rey knew Darth Sidious was capable of anything...

“How’s this?” the prince asked a middle-aged Mon Calamari who appeared to be blind in one eye.

“Better! I can see tiny wisps of light!” he said excitedly.

“Progress!” The prince motioned for her to join him. “Rey, would you help me—”

“No!” she said loudly, roused from her dark thoughts. “Um… no. I’m not…”

“Hey,” he said softly, “it’s okay, sweetheart. Why don’t you wait for me in the lobby. I’m almost done here, I’ll come find you in a bit.”

Rey turned tail and practically ran from the room, more confused than ever. Regardless of her master’s intentions, how was she supposed to kill someone so kind?

——————

Ben finished repairing his patient’s eye, but it was hard to keep his mind off Rey. Her outburst had startled him because he hadn’t felt it coming. He was used to sensing emotional reactions before they happened, it was one of his gifts, but Rey was… surprising, in more ways than one.

“She’s more powerful than she knows,” he thought. “And if I can sense it, I’m sure Palpatine did as well. Is that why he sent her after me? Because he was afraid to face her himself and wanted me to do his dirty work?”

It was an uncomfortable thought, but Ben knew from experience how corrupting the dark side could be. The only comfort he had was that the old Sith Lord would never have sent Rey in his direction if he was aware of their connection.

“Better luck next time, old man. You’ve made your last mistake.”

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A/N: Things are gonna get a little dramatic next chapter, stay tuned! In the meantime, check out my many other fics :3

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