@aequusjedi: "You need me, even if you think you don't."
“What I need is peace and quiet for five minutes,” he growled. It took a moment before he realized who he was talking to. Ben turned his head to find her standing in the middle of the room. He felt like a cornered animal every time the Force bond connected at random. This time was no better.
It’d been a battle on one of the mid rim worlds, an assassin had gotten far too close to him - his own mistake - and nearly taken him out. The wound on his arm was the only gift he’d brought back from it. So much for parts, he supposed. The medkit didn’t have the right antidote for the poison and he could only hope that there wasn’t enough in his bloodstream to cause an issue.
But he managed to clean the wound and was currently sewing his arm back together. When he found that he could no longer concentrate on mending his own flesh, he sighed and turned a tired gaze her way. “Tell me, what gives you that impression? ...Other than the obvious knife wound, please.”
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@aequusjedi said: “ is this a joke to you — ?!”
"Of course it's NOT a joke to me, baby." He steps closer to her, tanned hand reaching out for her waist. "It's you and me, yeah? Us together against everything holding the resistance back." He backs her against the wall slowly, taking it step by step. "I've never been more serious about anything before."
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Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to…| Accepting
♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap.
Contentment is a strange and unfamiliar beast to Ben Solo, he’d spent the majority of his life fighting, if not physically then trying to fight against the invasive presences in his mind but there’s none of that anymore. Just peace – and Rey. The peace alone would be overwhelming if not for the scavenger who was currently sprawled across the sofa with her head in his lap, the silence would be far too much but her presence soothed that. It felt far less daunting knowing he wouldn’t have to face that newfound silence in his mind all by himself.
His fingers gently toyed with her hair as she dozed, an adoring smile spread across his face - were he not worried about waking her he’d have leaned down to press a gentle kiss to her head but she deserved her rest as much as he did. If not more. That could wait until she was stirring.
For now he could just enjoy the tranquility of the moment. One of many moments like this, he hoped.
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Rey snored. She'd known that for a long time, but it was something she'd never really been self-conscious about until the Force had started connecting she and Ben, igniting their bond at inopportune moments. Like this one. And she would have stayed snoring, too, if it wasn't for the shift in the Force when Ben moved. She was instantly awake, eyes opening and startled for a moment before she clutched at her chest, "Don't--you could have at least woken me, Ben!"
sleeping arrangements
Ben was a tangle of standard issue sheets and a storm of dark hair eclipsed only by the grayish pillow. He stirred in the sleeper, first lifting his arm from the cushion, then the cushion from his head, and his head from the futon. Ben blinked at her.
“Mmpfh?” He pleaded, groggily. “You woke me.”
The bond gave them enough trouble as it was, but since Rey was a snorer, and Ben was a toss and turner, and they each had their share of dreams and slumbering visions, it made staying at rest all the more difficult.
Ben squinted languidly at Rey, head lolling back. He was still soft with sleep.
“Something happen?”
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STARTER CALL . || @aequusjedi .
‘‘ YOU KNOW, oga isn’t happy with your whole operation being here. ’’
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@aequusjedi reported: "Oh relax, cupcake, it was a joke." ( idk if you want to answer this but i spent like 5mins laughing over the idea of Rey calling Hux 'cupcake' )
Star Trek 2009 Sentence Starters *Not accepting
❛ Ah, well. ❜ Armitage replied scrunching his nose and looking away from her. Was this some kind of tactic that the Resistance crafted ? First that blasted pilot called him “General Hugs” and now the jedi that Ren is so desperate to find dared to call him “cupcake” if someone were to ask the general if such childish tactics work, he would deny it for the sake of his own pride but the red blooming in his cheek tell a different story.
❛ You rebel scum always did think of yourselves as funny. ❜
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@aequusjedi: “You must’ve known you’d see me again.”
“Oh I knew, I didn’t think it’d be for another year or so.” Ben dropped down off the freighter he was working on and brushed his hands free of dirt and grease. He hadn’t expected to see her in person but he couldn’t say he was terribly surprised. Being away from the Resistance and the First Order kept him from losing too much more of himself.
Grabbing a towel, he scrubbed his hands with a bit of water. “Whether I was expecting you or not, you must have come to find me for a reason. If you want more First Order information, I can’t tell you much more than I already have. Doubtful they’re still kicking after this long. And no, I’m not going back to Exegol.”
Just thinking about the place was enough to squick him out. He’d never want to return to the place again. Truthfully, he didn’t even want to leave Naboo now that he was settled. Regarding her quickly, he frowned. “...What’s up then?”
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[wrists] - to hold my muse down by the wrists ( ahem idk i just--- )
nsfw memes (on hold)
He tells himself it’s practicality. She is a fighter who needs her hands for weapons and for throwing punches. He can only assume one of the two is her reason for being in his quarters at this hour and generally speaking he has lived too many years watching over his shoulder to not react defensively. The last time a Jedi loomed over him in the dead of night it was with intent to kill him and his half asleep mind has a harder time telling friend from foe, remembering that Rey isn’t out to kill him too. So is t really any surprise that he’d lunged out of the bed at her, pinning her with her hands held down, small wrists trapped in one of his much larger hands and pressed against the rug beneath them? It doesn’t explain why he hasn’t gotten off of her yet though...
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@aequusjedi : She could sense eyes on her from everywhere as she approached the throne - Kylo had told her to look only at him, and so she did. It was a slow walk, and when he folded her into his arms she kissed him eagerly and openly, allowing her grasp to slide up into his hair and pull him down to her level. The hum of whispers dulled then as their lips slotted together the way they had been doing for months now, and she cooed into his mouth. "I think that might shut them up for a while, your Highness."
IT HAD BEEN LONG OVERDUE, one too many full moons had graced the night sky before she was finally there, in all her beauty, wild and raw, or pheraps it was his impatient nature that made it seem far too long, what were months in comparison of the eternity that awaited the both of them, a novelty to her and something he had been dealing since the beginning of time. Oh, how exciting it all became since she quite literally captured his undivided attention.
Attention that snapped to her the moment she walked in, crimson eyes darkening while he watched her and her every step. Some would say she just walked into the lion’s den but truth to be told she had the KING wrapped around her fingers. And the ruler himself had granted her such power.
A low growl reverberated in the back of his throat the moment their lips touched, there was nothing soft about the kiss and how he loved that, not even the sweetest poison could be as addicting as her mouth. He pulled her closer as if she wasn’t already flush against him, one of his hand moving to rest against the small of her back, almost possessively so, while the other traveled along her side, the touch light, barely there before settling, fingers curling against the curve of her hip.
Her words earned a chuckle from him, ❝ If only that was the case. ❞ he mused, barely a whisper against her mouth, as if they didn’t know better than trying to rile him up. Head tilting ever so slightly to allow him to press a kiss against the corner of her mouth before letting his lips skim along her cheek and jawline, nose nuzzling against her skin as he moved to whisper against her ear. ❝ You just gave them more to talk about, my dear. ❞ A hum, and a kiss just right under her ear followed soon after. He brought his mouth to hers once more, almost touching. ❝ But you were aware of that, weren’t you. ❞
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aequusjedi replied to your post: <p>why the hell do you ship reylo?</p>
CAUSE THEY’RE IN LOVE
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Pssst. I love you. Just thought I'd remind you and tell you how great you are !!
Hey!! You’re sweet and wonderful and it’s a gosh dang joy to write with you at all times!!!
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Do you like writing your oc? Does he speak in your mind like some peoples' muses do? || @aequusjedi .
ALL THE TIME TO BOTH. i love....my boy....garr is my baby and dis.ney p.arks can pry him from my cold dead hands. and he’s such a loud boy in my head....i can’t sleep bc of him sometimes i SWEAR
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