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gabbasposts · 6 months
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Characters with puppy and doe eyes give off the most intense fuck-me eyed looks sometimes and then have the audacity to switch back to looking innocent as if they weren’t trying to mentally say “I want to scramble your guts” by that simple look alone, for fuck sake-
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gabbasposts · 5 months
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]Messy[
Lies of P: P x Gender Neutral Reader
Warnings: Smut, vaginal fingering, hand-jobs, Oral (both f and M receiving), slight masochis kink? Bodily fluids, language, 18+ Minors and ageless blogs will be blocked immediately after interacting with this post
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A/n: bruh I am down astronomically for this damn puppet. I’ve been scouring online for some pure filth with him and Giangio and while I’ve found some gems, I need that itch of mine to be scratched so judge me if you want, I needed this 🤡 the fellow desperate, nasty folks that get it, will get it 😈
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I think it’s safe to say as a whole, the fandom knows P is a messy man.
Like, this boy is fast and agile enough to avoid oil and blood splatters, as well as puddles and generally all together, any liquid messes. (rain, WINE apparently too based of a post I saw on here 👀)
But in a weird way, he feels coming back to the hotel covered in any of it shows both just how hard he generally works, as well as what he accomplished on the mission he’s sent on.
(Cue Geppetto, Antonia and Sofia or even you, lecturing him that coming back to the hotel in one piece is enough to show he both kept himself alive and did a well enough job getting rid of the rabid puppets and people who’d wanted to kill him. 💀)
(Annnd of course it goes in one ear and out of the other because again, he feels a weird sense of accomplishment covered in a mess) 🤡)
Because of this, I feel after the first time you and him have sex he immediately wants to go again not only because he’s aroused by sensations he had just felt, but seeing you covered in a thin sheen of sweat, as well as the mess in between your legs that he caused is an undeniable turn on for him…
Like your lying on your back, and pieces of your hair are clinging to your forehead as well as your chest is heaving as you try to catch your breath.
And he’s still sitting on his knees in between your legs that are still spread far apart as he’s starring down at his cum leaking from your pussy/hole, along with the fluids from it around his dick and general pelvis area.
You’ve said his name about three times by now, your voice tired yet worried, and your expression growing concerned as he’s not responding… did he not like it? Was he realizing the act of sex can be a bit gross, and maybe not as appealing for him considering he is a puppet after all?
The answer is no, no, and finally no again ;)
just as you were readying yourself to sit up to cover yourself and break into a ramble of apologies, he moves so fast it honestly startles you… until you feel him again.
He moves so that he’s standing at the foot of the bed now, fully nude and other than the mess on his dick, and his now ruffled hair, he looks far from exhausted or as though he hadn’t even had sex at all.
You don’t even have time to say anything by the time he wraps his hands around your ankles and drags you toward the edge of the bed, so that your ass is almost hanging off.
“P-P, what are you” you don’t have time to finish your sentence as he crouches down and immediately goes to town on your pussy/cock.
Unlike the calmness he initially had the first round with you, (the kitten like kicks, gentle sucks, lack of vocal noise) he’s literally more desperate than he was when he first got in bed with you.
He’s groaning against your core, sending vibrations down your shaft or to your clit, not even bothering to pull away to wipe around his mouth.
He wants to feel your release dripping down your chin or better yet, his face entirely.
The only thing he naturally smells like is oil, and the soap from his clothing that gets cleaned, but suddenly the idea of wearing you release like a cologne has him hard.
He wants you to cum hard at that too, and once he’s done he plans to bring you on your knees so he can paint your face.
Needless to say, sex from that point on is messy.
It gets to the point you might have to start checking the times everyone goes to the lobby so you can sneak past with the cum stained bed spread and sheets to switch them out for more.
Even outside of the room, if your doing something like eating maybe a cake, and a bit of icing falls on your chest or down your cheek, you have to rush to turn around before he notices (he does notice 🫢) because despite his usual stone face resolve, his eyes darken and his tongue might dart out of his mouth and run along his lips quickly and quite suggestively to anyone if they witnessed the entirety of it.
Needless to say, showers are a twenty four seven ordeal with him and you, and even then he might try to refuse if you don’t shower with him.
He’s a messy puppet, what can he say?
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gabbasposts · 7 months
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>I know you want to<
Star Wars: Anakin Skywalker x Fem Reader
Warnings: Fingering, language, sneaking off to be horny, etc 💀 18+ do not interact with this post if your a minor, I’ll block you 🙂
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A/n: Kinktober prompt day one: Fingering (I gotta look for the person who I got the Kinktober template from, I’ll edit this and add their name but I won’t tag them because idk if that’s going to be awkward or not 💀) but this is a bit rushed due to the fact i decided I wanted to participate in it this year after all… at the very last minute. It is currently 11:44PM and I’m trying to haul ass, so if there’s any typos I’m sorry, I’ll probably edit this anyways 😂
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You didn’t know what was worse… the fact that you actually snuck off of temple grounds with him, or the fact that his fingers were slowly working your core as you sat in between his legs within the cave he had “recently” just discovered…
“Anakin…” you panted, your eyes screwed shut as he thumbed your clit, his middle and ring finger still moving deep within your walls. This was your first time doing something like this… despite your nerves and brain telling you to stop and return to the temple, the pleasure seemed to over compensate, and made it harder for any logical thoughts to filter in.
“A-Anakin,” his name fell from your lips in a shaky whisper, your hands resting in his thighs as his arm was wrapped in front of you, working your core to it peak. “When you said you needed help I- shit…” you couldn’t even finish your sentence due to the tremors that were beginning to overtake your body.
He smirked, an action you could feel against the skin of your neck, and despite the pleasure that clouded your mind, you couldn’t help but want to smack him. “Oh come on, you like it… if you didn’t, you wouldn’t be clenching around my fingers like this.” He murmured, his tone dripping in that familiar cocky tone you grew to dislike… well, not so much in this instance.
You let out a needy whine, trying to shift in his embrace in an effort to slow him down, but his other arm was wrapped tightly around your waist, keeping you in place.
You could feel your peak practically teetering on the edge, your body flushed beneath the robes you now regretted not taking off due to how hot your body was growing, and the overwhelming heat that radiated from his torso he kept you flush against.
You wanted to say something back... Maybe call him a pervert for lying to you, and telling you he needed help with a new fighting technique that he wasn’t “ready to show the others”
The thought of mentioning the fact he could be booted from the temple for this also crossed your mind, but of course you only would mean it in a teasing manner.
After all, it wasn’t like those things didn’t apply to you as well. You weren’t gullible, nor innocent… you two had been dancing around each other for awhile now.
Purposely brushing up against one another whilst walking, “correcting” one another’s posture and stances all the while giving each other that knowing glance once you came in contact with one another…
When he had stopped you from fully leaving the training room after a particular training session to ask you for help later on, you knew this was finally the peak between the both of you… and you had anticipated it.
Your hand came up to clutch his bicep, gripping onto him a little tighter when you felt your vision beginning to stir. “Anakin,” you panted trying to warn him that you were close.
Your legs began to spasm a bit as you fought not to close them around his hand fully, an action that didn’t go unnoticed by him, and made his cock twitch in his pants, much to his delight. In that moment he knew he needed to be inside you immediately once you came…
“Come now… do it for me, I know you want to…” he murmured into your neck, placing heated kisses alongside it once more, urging you to your peak as his fingers sped up and soon you could hear the slight embarrassing noise coming from below.
You didn’t have to be told twice though… again, you had been anticipating this for the longest time, and even though your thoughts still turned to the possibility of getting caught, and reprimanded, you still wanted this more than anything.
Your back arched against his torso, and despite your eye’s squeezing shut just as he managed to rip the orgasm from you, you still saw small burst of light behind your lids.
If that simply came from him fingering you, you couldn’t help but to wonder what it’d feel like to do more… with him again.
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gabbasposts · 6 months
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]You look like…[
Star Wars: Anakin, Luke, Kylo, Han x Reader
Warnings: Language, slightly suggestive but no smut, personal cringe because yes 😂 a lot of use of the word “slut”
Gifs not mine
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A/n: Basically another crack-fic 💀 telling the Skywalker and Solo boys they look like whores basically 😂 also ayee I finally attempted to write for the Solo’s so I hope I did a decent enough job because I’m going to be honest, I’m still not caught up with Star Wars 🤡 I finished the first three movies, and got a few comics, but I decided to spoil myself a bit to write for Kylo so yeah 💀
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Anakin:
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The moment he hears your voice from the door way, he whips his head around immediately, giving you an questioning look.
“What did you say?” He ask, wanting to make sure he heard you right the first time.
“You look like a slut.” When you verify your words, his eyes narrow in on you.
But then he notices it… your lip twitching as you fight the urge to laugh at your own words.
He can’t believe you just called him that.
Like it’s the first time he’s genuinely been gobsmacked by something you’ve said to him and he can’t help but to let out a small chuckle before he starts to approach you, his open robe moving with him as he comes to stand closer to you now.
He wears a smirk on his face, his eyes dark as his fingers tilt your chin up.
“You want to talk about sluts, love? Because we can definitely talk about it if that’s where you want to take this…”
Luke:
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Deadass makes this face 🤨
“How? My shirts buttoned up, I’m not walking around like Han.”
Now it’s your turn to raise an eyebrow. (Or not because let’s be honest… we knew he had a little crush on him, they even supposedly had a kiss scene 💀)
When he realizes your joking, and simply poking fun at his tight pants, he rolls his eyes at you, grinning and blushing slightly before his eyes find yours.
“At least I’m a high charging looking one.” He definitely becomes so smug about it once he realizes you meant it as a compliment.
Will one-hundred percent ask you from that point on as a joke, whenever he isn’t dressed in his Jedi robes if his outfit looks slutty enough.
And if you say no, he changes. 😂
Han:
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“At least I don’t look cheap.”
He immediately answers back before continuing his task.
Not before giving you this side-eye glance like “you already knew this.” 💀
Safe to say, even if you meant it in a positive, funny way, you’re not the first to have called him that but he loves it regardless.
I mean, you really tried to call this alleged womanizer a slut and expected him to bulge?? Think again 😭
Will start saying smart ass shit like, “What’s you fee?” While grinning like an ass if you wear something that shows a bit more skin then usual.
Honestly though, he loves the fact you can joke about it because the actuality of it all is that he IS a slut 😂
Kylo:
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He can see and tell your joking but, really? 😒
Unlike his father and grandfather, he immediately fixes you with a narrowed eye glance.
Him… a slut, of all things. (“Maybe in bed” he can’t help but to think, but right now??)
“I don’t talk about you whenever you wear sudden things you like to train in with.”
Nine times out of ten, because he’s the only one you train with when he deems your outfit too much.
Definitely switches it around and starts calling you that, but of course he means it in a joking manner like you do.
Like his dad though, he does it in such a discrete, yet degrading manner as well 💀
If he’s wearing the full suit, helmet and all, he’ll call you over (immediately getting the attention of everyone around because “Uh-oh, what’d she do?”)
And will just lean down close to your ear and say something like, “Change now, or I’ll make you sit on my lap at the next briefing and let everyone see…”
If you do call him a slut again, he can only approach you with a stone-faced resolve, before grabbing you and leading you into his room where you two won’t be seen for a while.
If you saw a slut by him simply standing their shirtless, he was going to make you see a slut ten times more in him. 🥵
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gabbasposts · 8 months
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>How they’d react to you loosing both romantic and platonic feelings after knowing you liked them<
Star Wars: Skywalker Men, specifically the original boys.
Warnings: angst, language (I think 💀), +18 even though this has no nsfw, I plan to write for that in the future so yeah lol (also gifs aren’t mine, I just wanted a nice sky gif because I’m talking about my favorite Skywalkers, and I wanted gifs of them that kinda showed how they’d feel towards the situation lol)
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A/n: My first official post on this blog (which is funny considering I’ve had it for so long lol) but just a heads up, I’m now just entering my Star Wars phase so I’m going to be honest, I’m a little clueless 💀 ofc like any fanfic writer who wants to write good shit, I fact check as best as I can, but if things aren’t correct or seem off, I’m open to criticism lol
Anakin:
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At first he’s relieved…
He already is romantically involved with Padme, and he doesn’t want someone sabotaging his relationship and making things complicated because they feel the need to declare their love for him when it’s obvious he doesn’t feel the same way about them.
And you of all people should know (especially if you were super close to him) that he’d never feel that way to anyone other than Padme, yet alone you…
It’s bad enough Padme seems to be becoming restless with his new ideals, and his methods when it comes to wanting to keep her safe… the last thing he needs is for her to gain a reason to cut him off for good.
All because of a witless misunderstanding, from someone he never even looked at that way to begin with.
Yes, he’s told you things he’s never told Padme before… things he now regrets considering it’s not obvious you view him in a light that you think he also sees you in, but isn’t that what friends do?
He won’t immediately go off on you… he still respects you (again, most likely because you know shit he doesn’t want others knowing 🤡) in a sense, but at the end of the day, he puts his foot down before you can even get in a retort.
You are a friend.
Padme is his lover, and soon to be mother of his child.
Nothing would change with that…
He begins to ignore you.
Wanting to see if you’d understand his message at first.
If you push him, still wanting him to realize your feelings for him, let’s just say… your officially no longer a friend, and he isn’t above doing things to both silent you (because he doesn’t want Padme finding out you had feelings because your already a friend and he works closely with you) but he’d make you understand you’ve fucked up with him.
If you back away after his harsh, solid, and honest reaction towards the fact he would never feel the same way, he’d calm down, happy you understood you place at his side.
He first notices your sudden indifference to him when your suddenly able to be in a room with him in it, and your eyes can suddenly meet his.
They don’t hold the hurt, or embarrassment that was easy to both sense with the force, as well as read on your face and in your body language.
And he’s happy about it. Things can finally return to normal… or so he thought.
That’s when your behavior towards him changes full fledged as well…
Fights with Obi that you usually would come to his defense and try to back him up (not just selfishly because you liked him) factually, and in calmer tone than he typically wouldn’t be able to muster when Obi would bring him to that point of anger… suddenly became you acting like you weren’t in the same room.
Sometimes you didn’t even go the full mile of pretending to be preoccupied with something else like dealing with your light-saber, or suddenly checking your map… you’d just stand there, starring at him once Obi put his foot down on something, a stoic and indifferent facial expression on your face.
When he’d confront you about it, you’d simply state you were loyal to the Jedi order and your previous actions were more or less caused by your irrational feelings towards him…
This would one, sadden him because in his mind, realizes now that you weren’t doing those things because you were a genuine friend who wanted to support him when he needed it, you were simply hoping he’d realize your effort, and develop the same feelings you had towards him.
And it would anger him because how could you be so dumb to think he would ever return your feelings when he was clearly and so obviously in-love with Padme?
You were able to throw away your moral code even if there was a possibility that you didn’t agree with him on things, all out of the hope that there was a small chance he liked you back, and he’d view it as romantic devotion to him…
You’d go against your Jedi way which yes, he knew he had no right to be judging when it came to that considering he went against every Jedi rule just to be with Padme, but he at least had a good reason.
You on the other hand didn’t… again, he didn’t return your feelings so why would you risk everything you built up in terms of working towards receiving your Jedi title, only to sabotage it for someone who didn’t like you?
This ultimately leads to a fight.
However, if your truly over him and even show shame to even liking him to the point you tell him it was a weird phase or something, then the chances of a fight will probably be lowered weirdly.
He understands phases… he also understands putting hope into someone, praying they’d realize your potential and worth and while he doesn’t respect you did so hoping he’d understand or even leave Padme for you, he can relate.
Just don’t expect him not to be bitter towards you for it.
No he didn’t like you, but he thought you were his friend.
You were there for him when master Yoda told him he was too emotional and he needed to learn to center his emotions, you were there for him to mediate fights with Obi, another person he had considered a friend up until the point he got harsher with his actions and words and utter refusal to see that Anakin would do anything to protect Padme, as well as his genuine views and methods… it was too much.
While he didn’t love you the way you wanted, it felt like a loss he could’ve still had some control over.
Maybe if he hadn’t felt comfortable enough to go soft around you… maybe if he hadn’t showed his true colors, colors that not even Obi-wan had gotten to see…
Only naturally, he starts to dislike you.
When your fighting an enemy together, you better pray you can hold your own because he purposely doesn’t stick near you.
Luke:
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Like his father, he’s relieved at first. (but that also depends on how you take it…)
If your calm about it, (at least calm enough to hold up a front in front of him until you can be alone) he’ll smile sadly, realizing that even if you take it the “right” way, you’re still probably disappointed by it.
After all, pouring your heart out to those you wish to love and have love returned to you isn’t something you just up and recover from immediately.
He’ll ultimately try to find a way to excuse himself in a kind matter… only because it’s undoubtedly awkward as hell to just up and kick start a new conversation after that.
Of course he’s not going to just up and ditch you without making sure nothing is going to change between you two platonically.
That’s the difference between him and his dad 💀 (but then again, Anakin still has a bit of a better reason to distance himself and not try to salvage the friendship. After all,the woman he’s with is having his kids and he loves her deeply, something he’s shared and told you most likely if you two were hella close, but still)
After some time apart, (maybe sleeping on it, or say you confessed to him before he had to depart to somewhere else) the next time you’d see him, he’d greet you normally and would pay close attention to your demeanor even though he’d be doing his best and acting as if nothing has changed between you two since your confession.
When he notices your smiles seemed more strain, and you tend to seem hyper focused on your task rather than acknowledging him when he enters a room like usual, ultimately he becomes saddened by it, but he won’t confront you… yet.
He’d try to hang out with you like you two would typically do after training or a hard mission, and would joke and ask you how you were doing, but when he realizes your not as actively doing the same back, and your actions not words don’t seem as genuine, that’s when he grows frustrated.
He’ll begin to give you distance… wanting to see if you’d take the bait and try to see what’s wrong due to distance usually not being his thing.
He’s lost people he loved before and while his love for you isn’t romantic, he still loves you and wants you in his life.
He wants you too, to realize that your getting rid of a solid friendship just because he doesn’t return you feelings… he has put his life on the line to protect you before, and even now while your acting this way, he’d do so again with out a second thought because the way he cares for you is deep… he wants you to realize that.
He hopes you will…
But ultimately, the only thing he gets from you is maybe a small smile if your walking past one another, or a nod of acknowledgment when you two are in the same places.
Finally he’d confront you, growing both saddened and slightly annoyed.
“I still want us to be friends… were your feelings always just… a crush you had on me?”
Surely you wanted to be platonic with him before anything else…
How you respond ultimately is what makes or breaks him when it comes to how he feels about you.
If you tell him you started developing feelings towards the midst of your friendship, he holds a slither of hope that he might be able to convince you to be his friend again by reminding you of the times you had before you developed feelings.
If you tell him you always had feelings for him, prior to formally becoming friends… as much as it pains him, he knows that there is no chance of ever returning back to having a normal friendship with one another… because at the end of the day, it’s clear you always saw a prospect of him realizing your feelings for him, and not that of simply wanting to be friends.
He’d nod, smiling sadly and apologize for not feeling the same way… but not before thanking you for being his friend.
Because at the end of the day, even if the friendship was one sided, he enjoyed your company and he’d miss the memories you two shared.
IF you take it badly… (example: “But… I thought because we were so close, you maybe saw something in me too…”, “What? No, all the things we’ve done together… they didn’t mean anything?” Etc, you know… the delusional route 💀)
That’s when his frustration rises.
As calmly and carefully as he can (because still, he wants to see if he can salvage the friendship) he’ll explain to you that the moments that you took as romantic were always platonic for him.
That it isn’t fair that your punishing him by pretending you not only never had feelings for him, but that you never cared for him to begin with by acting like he simply was another acquaintance you worked with instead of someone you already established both a friendship and memories with.
He’s shared some of his most intimate moments and thoughts with you… his secrets, as did you.
And he’s risked his life for you and even though you were acting as if you didn’t know him now… he still would if you were in trouble… he loved you.
…Just not in the way you clearly wanted.
It might escalate into an argument.
With him defending his right to not be entitled to loving you the way you clearly wanted, and you still trying to prove you always looked at him in a loving manner that you wanted him to realize.
Ultimately there’s only one route that follows after this, and that’s the end of your friendship as you both know it.
It’s sad… and he’ll always miss you as you do him… but one thing you should know about him, and should’ve always known about him even once you had managed to escape acquaintance field with him, is that he would always and had always remained true to his feelings.
And he would until the day he died even if he missed you badly… as a friend.
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gabbasposts · 6 months
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]You’ll know in time[
Lies of P: P (Pinocchio) x fem!Reader
Warnings: Smut, power play, P has a dick 💀 language, minors and ageless blogs are getting blocked ✌️😘
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A/n: first of, SPOILERS. Especially if you aren’t far in the game. I literally sat on this for the longest time trying to figure out how I could make him having a dick be logical 😀 I saw some people theorizing that the ending where he passes out in Sophia’s arms was because he was fully human and the exhaustion of everything he had done up until that point finally took over. And while it isn’t the most solid explanation (especially when there’s a bit of hinting towards the fact he might be the tin man due to the ending)… your here because you want to fuck him, so we’re just going to use that for now. Anyways, reader is a Stalker (no I don’t specify any other details about them other than the fact they probably have two names) and I like to imagine P and them have a Batman and Cat woman kind of relationship for this fic. Anyways, hope y’all enjoy 💀
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"Slower." The sudden command caused P to glare at the woman before him, his blue eyes narrowing at them with clear distaste in them.
His hand had been working his cock for the better part the of an hour, listening to the Stalker who stared at him... a smirk of satisfaction crossing her features as she looked at him with an air of indifference, slowly circling the chair she had pushed him into earlier.
"Come on… your not that eager now, are you?Have some patience." She jeered finally coming to stand in front of P who made an annoyed sound.
"Stroke it slower or I won't help you. It's as simple as that." She spoke tilting her head as P made a "Tch." Sound, clearly annoyed by her orders.
However, she knew he loved it… her commands, her edging him into madness. He could pout and make as much annoyed sounds he wanted, but his body always told her otherwise.
She didn't know when P had became human... he left the hotel one day, after the Black Rabbit Brotherhood had attacked, seemingly to face off against Geppetto and when he returned, or... when Sophia had returned him, that's when she had discovered his newfound humanity.
It had been a stupefying sight, having him wake up in his hotel room so that he could rest up... she had been by his bed side, boredily waiting for him to awake and tell her of the happenings of his journey.
Her favorite past time was pestering him when he was around, finding satisfaction with his narrowed eyed gaze, and looks of utter desperation with wanting to stop her from her usual behavior.
When he did finally awake, as expected, he had been annoyed and hadn't thought twice about simply shrugging off his clothing as he walked to the large wardrobe just a few feet from the foot of his bed.
Not that she had complained of course, but when she had saw it... the manhood between his legs…it was safe to say, even once he had fully re-dressed into cleaner clothing, her jaw had still been on the floor once he had turned around. Simply giving her a questioning look before making his way out of the room.
In his eyes, he didn’t feel any different. His body had changed and he had some… new additions, but changing in-front of her hadn’t been a big deal.
They had an interesting relationship to say the least... she had been scavenging the day she met him, mistaking him for a human at first before noticing the mechanical twitch in his body. He told her about a safe spot, that being of Krat Hotel, a place she had thought had long fallen but was pleasantly surprised to see was doing well in the care of Antonia before she succumbed to her illness...
And every time he stopped by to simply change his clothing, or talk to Eugenie and Sophia, she made sure to annoy him with her presence. Sometimes going the extra mile to stalk him around the city before revealing herself to him after a fight, much to his annoyance.
How they got to this part of their acquaintanceship was a long story to say the least but that didn't matter now... His right hand slowly began to move... from the base of his cock where a simple vein ran just along the side, and ever so slowly to his red tip, which leaked the opaque white substance that threatened to erupt in full from the angry red tip of his length.
Her eyes slowly traveled from P's face, down his chest until she was starring straight at his length. Biting her lip slightly, as her fingers came to brush a strand of his shoulder length hair from his face.
She didn't miss how his shaky exhale fell from his lips, causing her to hum in contentment as she pulled away. His blue eyes stayed on hers as his head gently lulled to the side, his hand still going at the begrudging slow pace that made his hold on the armrest with his mechanical hand coke to a dangerous point, the small sound of the wood splintering filling the room alongside there eager breaths.
"When are you going to tell me how this happened?" Her tone was low and sultry as she slowly began to strip out of her own clothing. She watched, feeling her core throb as he fixed her with a warning gaze.
P wasn't someone who fell into her provoking traps, but she couldn't deny that she loved pushing his buttons, watching as he jaw clenched and he’d fix her with a warning gaze.
"When are you going to tell me your name?" He spoke, his voice low and slightly velvety as his eyes began to wander over her body, drinking in every detail and piece of skin that was slowly being revealed to him. She sighed, sitting in the foot of the bed before him, kicking off her pants before leaning back on one arm, as her other moves to the front of her.
"You already know it." She answered matter-of-factly, as she spread her legs wider for him to see her cunt in which was sopping wet by this point.
"Your real name." He answered gritting his teeth as his hand suddenly came to a halt. He fought to keep his eyes open, his half lidded gaze on her cunt as his cock twitched in his hand. Threatening to blow his load.
She made a small humming sound, herding her middle and ring finger coming down to massage her clitoris with slow movements as she kept her eyes on his. "...you'll know in time."
"Then so will you." He said, biting his lip suddenly as his eyes took in your actions. She fought the urge to roll her eyes at his words, clearly wanting to play a mental game of Russian roulette with the information they both eagerly wanted to know about one another, but not ready to reveal.
"Fine... in the mean time, come here." She spoke softly, her hand still working her core. She watched as his gaze found his again, darkening at the prospect of finally being able to indulge in her.
She wanted to be more of a tease. Perhaps make him beg for her, or make him make her cum with his good hand or tongue before she allowed his cock to sink into her, but in her efforts of teasing him, she had only managed to edge herself as well. She wanted him now...
He stood up, his eyes gazing down on her unblinkingly as he took only a few steps closer. Without as much as a warning, he pushed her back by her shoulders until she fell plush against the soft covers of the bed, the action causing her to smirk as she gazed up at him. "Your starting to understand what I want now."
He said nothing, simply grabbing the back of her knees and pulling her so that her bottom was closer to the edge of the bed, giving him better leverage of how hard he wanted to fuck her.
She stared at him, an action he matched as he hummed quietly, his right hand holding the base of his cock as he dragged the tip through her dripping folds.
“You’ve got a lot of nerve talking about how desperate I’ve been when your this wet… I wonder…” his voice took on a strange yet sultry tone, making her stomach flutter for a moment as he began ever so slowly pushing the tip into her.
“Were you ever this aroused by me when I had been nothing but a mere puppet?” Y/n didn’t have time to ask, as he suddenly sheathed himself fully within her, finally snapping that coil that had been holding on for so long… anticipating for this moment.
She moaned out, an action that caused P to throb within her as he tilted his head giving her an almost hungered look as he slowly dragged his hips away from hers.
By the time he snapped them back against her, she felt dizzy. This was a far cry from her hand… and she couldn’t help but to whimper out as he began to find his pace, making sure regardless his thrust were hard against hers.
“Mmh… curious, aren’t we?” She tried to chuckle shakily but was interrupted by a particular hard thrust that caused her to cry out. “Very.” He answered back, before his pace quickened.
The room began to feel with the sounds of her moans and mewls. His grunts and sharp breaths aided in helping her get off and P couldn’t help but to smirk.
It was going to be a long night it seemed…
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A/n AGAIN: this fic was supposed to be longer but Ive been sick with covid so yeah 😒 also this P is very Carlo coded in this fic, or Carlo coded in my eyes. Idk why, but while P naturally seems more submissive to me, Carlo gives me bratty switch vibes, but for this fic I wanted to give P the top role (after letting him be subby and follow readers orders ofc)
But yeah, I hope y’all liked it 😂
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gabbasposts · 5 months
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]I’m not him…[
Lies of P: P x Fem!Reader
Warnings: !!SPOILERS!!Angst, no use of Y/n, arguments, P stands for pissed and the boy very much is 💀
(Gif not mine)
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A/n: I’ve yet to write angst for Lies of P, so basically here’s a little angst from a P x Reader fanfic I’ve been working on.
For context, this takes place right after P collects Sofia’s Ergo, but Reader and P get into an argument because he has to remind her that he isn’t Carlo, and trying to “help” him remember being him when he simply is his vessel is wrong. (Again everyone has their own headcannons on the lore, personally for this fic, I wanted him to be his own individual and co-exist with Carlo who’s Spector lol)
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“C- I mean, P!” The moment the name slipped past her lips, she rushed to cover her mouth, but it was too late. His ears had already registered her words, and his expression told her that much…
His eyes stared at her with a look of hidden rage, as his body tensed. She could only stare as her heart began to race and the shift of his gears filled the sudden silence that had interrupted.
She adverted her gaze, her eyes scanning the ground as she stood there trying to mentally shift through the right responses that could hopefully help ease the tension of the situation and make him understand that she regretted it…
“You don’t understand me at all…” The stillness of his voice suddenly came through, and she lifted her gaze to his face. It still held a look of indifference and stoicism as he continued to stare at her with unblinking eyes, but even behind his mechanics she could sense the hurt and anger that bubbles just beneath his exterior…
He suddenly took a step forward. The action immediately making her take one back in response. She had never seen him angered before despite how he fought, but even then she knew he wouldn’t hurt her, and neither would he…
But he had to convince her to understand him. To listen to truly listen to him, because as much as he wanted the strong and intense emotions he felt for her to be love, he couldn’t deny the fact that she… hurt him to an extent.
Not physically of course, but her continuous implications and refusal to see he didn’t like being compared to Carlo, was taking a toll on him and not for the better…
“I’m not him. I’m not.” He spoke softly, and for the briefest of moments his face softened. But it wasn’t long before his eyebrows furrowed and he glared at her.
“I’m not him. I wish… I wish I could’ve remained clueless to the fact that every piece of me was constructed in his image… I even have his heart, yet I’m nothing like him.” There was an edge to his tone now, and every word stung and couldn’t help but to wrap her arms around herself in a effort to calm herself, as she also fought the urge to advert her gaze from him.
“Ever since Romeo’s message, you imprinted this idea in your head that I must have to remember something from when I was him, to be me again… to find myself when the truth of it all, is that I am a separate entity from him.” He spat out, feeling himself grow more angry but even in his rage, he didn’t want to hurt her. But a small part of him felt good seeing his words finally set in place in her mind.
She recoiled from his tone, turning her head from him in shame, but he didn’t let her. “Did you know Carlo or something? Tell me. My father or more so my creator, has already lied to me enough and now I have to face him. It feels like I’ve been surrounded by nothing but lies since I woke up at Krat station. I’ll have it no more… so tell me.” He hissed and she couldn’t help but to scoff in disbelief, her hurt evident in both her expression and words.
“You know I didn’t! P, I’m sorry, after we found out about the ergo, I-I… I assumed that his soul” she began start, but he cut her off from her explanation quickly.
“-His soul keeps me conscious, and who I am now, but I am not him. You know this.” He bit out, causing her lower her gaze. She felt her eyes brim with tears, and she hated herself for it…
Before this argument, she had wanted him to speak more, and to express himself more around her, but not like this… not in anger that she was the cause of more importantly.
“P… I-I’m sorry-“ she tried to apologize turning to face him, but he scoffed taking a step back.
“From now on, I’ll deal with Geppetto myself. Stay here, and help Antonia or anyone else.” He turned from her, his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance as he made his way down the hall to the main entrance.
She stared at him as his back, watching as his now grey and silver like strands moved with him, as he almost rushed to get away from her…
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gabbasposts · 7 months
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}Distracted me on purpose{
Star Wars: Luke Skywalker x Fem Reader
Warnings: 18+, minors who interact with this will be blocked. Oral (Fem! Receiving), vaginal fingering, overstimulation
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A/n: Took my time with this because I wanted it to be more detailed 💀 idk why but I’m realizing I prefer oral and fingering over actual sex, but I promise I’ll try to write more actual penetration. 😭 anyways, the scenario for this is basically, you annoyed Luke who wanted to mediate and it was completely by accident. You simply walked in the room on the spacecraft he was in, (could be the millennium falcon, the death star, etc, it up to you) and he simply decided to open his eyes and see you even though he knew it was you, and even though he wasn’t actually mad about, he decided he needed an excuse to eat you out. (But I didn’t feel like writing all that, so here’s just the smut 🫠)
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Luke’s blue eyes flickered with satisfaction as he heard her moan his name, her grip on his hair only adding to his desire. He reveled in the taste of her, savoring every whimper, gasp, and cry that fell from her lips…
Sometimes he found himself wanting to record her, and make it his alarm but he decided against that when he realized he’d be waking up everyday with a hard on. And considering now that he was in a relationship with you, it took considerably longer to get rid of them than they did when he was single due to having you as a better alternative than his hand, and he couldn’t have that when he was on a mission or a time frame…
His tongue continued its slow, steady assault on her core, flicking against her clit with increasing speed, taking pleasure in the way she seemed to be struggling with keeping her legs from closing around his head… not that he would’ve minded necessarily, being smothered by her thighs.
His fingers matched the rhythm, pumping in and out of her, curling and pressing against her sweet spot, drawing a particular loud keen from her lips that caused his cock to twitch within the material of his pants he was now finding more uncomfortable than need be, but he couldn’t rid himself of them just yet… he didn’t want to get rid of them yet.
He could feel her walls starting to clench around his mechanical fingers, in which had been working her core for some time. Her moans growing louder and more desperate, as she tried to move her hips from his face, but was ultimately finding it difficult due to the position in which he had her in… he had backed her into the wall of the small room, and had knelt infront of her, with her right leg slung over his shoulder, and his left hand keeping her thigh held in place.
He wanted to push her to the edge… to make her come undone above him. It was almost a shock to believe he had never done this before meeting her.
As he intensified his efforts, his hand moved to caress her trembling thigh over his shoulder, his touch becoming light as a feather, instead of the death grip he had previously had on it. "That's it, sweetie," he encouraged, his voice husky with desire.
"It’s all right, just cum for me, I won’t let you fall…” he gently squeezed her thigh, an attempt of reminding her that he was holding her due to her grip on the wall and his hair making her knuckles go a shade lighter.
Little did he know, it was an attempt to ground herself from the overwhelming pleasure that was causing her to feel light headed, and feel like the gravity within the ship wasn’t quite keeping her planted in place… sex with Luke always felt like she didn’t necessarily have her bearings in a sense, but today the feeling was more prominent as her vision seemed to spin, and her heartbeat nearly hammered against her rib cage. It didn’t help that she had to practically keep licking her lips to keep from drooling like a dog onto him.
Something he had realized she was doing every time he decided to spare her a glance, and realization of the affect he was having in her dawned on him… he he couldn’t help but to feel a complete feeling of mirth fill his senses.
Luke could feel her orgasm at its brink, her body tensing in anticipation. He quickened the pace, his tongue and fingers working in perfect harmony, driving her closer to the edge. "Come for me, y/n." he whispered into her core, his voice filled with urgency.
She closed her eyes once more, letting out a gasp as she felt the floodgates between her legs finally break… The body wracking orgasm causing her body to twitch almost violently, as her orgasm painted Luke’s eager tongue as he continued to lap at her core greedily.
Her heart was in her ears now, and she looked down at him teary eyed as he simply continued his assault on her overly sensitive core. That’s when she realized… he had no plans of stopping anytime soon. “Luke, please-” she tried to beg, but she was cut off by the loud whine that Luke managed to rip out of her due to his lips suddenly attaching themself to her sensitive clit as they had done repeatedly so far.
He sucked down hard, causing her to cry out as her hand gripped his sandy blonde strands harder, the action causing him to groan into her core. “Please baby I can’t take it… I need your cock instead, let me have it,” she babbled brokenly, her chest heaving as she tried to move away from him, but his hand gripped harshly on her thigh, keeping it on his shoulder and therefore, her in place.
He looked up at her, his eyes dark, and half lidded as he slowly pulled away from her pussy, giving her a moments of rest that caused her to sigh and close her eyes… thankful for the few seconds of rest he was giving her.
He smirked, a dark yet knowing smile as he stared at her tear stained face and heaving chest, clearly happy with his work so far.
“You wanted attention, right? Otherwise you wouldn’t have distracted me on purpose ”
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gabbasposts · 6 months
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>Day Dreamer<
Star Wars: Luke and Anakin x Reader
Warnings: language, maladaptive day dreaming, but otherwise nothing other than maybe slight second-hand embarrassment if you can relate like myself soo yeah💀
(Gifs not mine)
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A/n: I miss writing dumb-headcannons so here’s some for Luke and Anakin about basically catching the reader pacing and talking to themselves. This is obviously self-indulgent 💀 I literally got the idea because I was about to start doing it just before writing this and was like, “Hold on, I can cook with this-”
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Anakin:
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You didn’t even hear him enter (Either because you were so caught up in what you were thinking, or had some form of headphones in)
He just stood there, and stared for a good few minutes… 💀
He had just came back from a particular rough day of training, and thought he could maybe vent to you for a bit, and cuddle like you two typically did when it came to having rough days.
Instead, he walked in you wearing an annoyed expression as you walked horizontally across one end of the room, to the other. Your eyes low, as you muttered things here and there under your breath.
He doesn’t realize he’s grinning like an idiot until you turn around to head in the vertical direction where the door is that he entered from, (also so that you can do your usual check to make sure there aren’t cameras in the walls, or someone’s watching you 🤡) and you jump out of your skin at the sight of him.
“Anakin stop!” You probably say, more so because you want him to stop smiling at the fact he caught you.
“How long were you standing there?”
He literally starts laughing after that, crossing his arms as he leans against the door frame. “Why are you telling me to stop? I’m not doing anything.”
He doesn’t look at you any differently for doing so though. Matter of-fact, he thinks it’s kind of cute?
If you explain to him you do it for creative purposes (like trying to map out a scenario before writing it, or just for the fun of it) he finds it a bit odd, but more so for the fact he’s never done that.
If you tell him it’s something that happens usually after something frustrating (like maybe suddenly realizing all the shit you could’ve said in an argument earlier or how you wish you had worded things differently) than he can definitely relate but probably not so much to the speaking out loud and doing small gestures.
Regardless, he doesn’t judge you for it in the sense he thinks you need help or should stop. After all, he’s a Jedi and the Jedi are all about methods that lead to centering and calming the mind.
And if that helps you, then who’s he to say you’re wrong for it?
But don’t think he isn’t going to tease the hell out of you about it 🫠
Every time he manages to catch you, he can’t help but to grin or smirk as he simply smirks before making his presence known.
“I’m going to buy you a treadmill. The floors dipping every time you walk around there.”
Will literally run away laughing if you chase him.
Overall, he finds it endearing and doesn’t mind.
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While Anakin feels indifferent to it, Luke literally does not care.
Probably because he use to do it too. (If we’re talking about Luke before the ESB, then yeah that boy was for sure a maladaptive daydreamer 😭)
When he catches you for the first time doing it, he just smirks, both surprised and smug about it especially if he hadn’t expected it.
“Burning holes in the floor today, aren’t we?”
A smart-ass like his dad 🤡
Now unlike Anakin, I feel Luke would try to suggest other methods especially if your doing it out frustration or anxiety.
Tiring yourself out to feel a sense of ease is definitely not the best way to deal with that, and he definitely understands.
Like I said, he definitely used to pace around as well, and Luke is someone who always has a lot on his mind, so he probably would mutter under his breath too 😭
When he was living with his Aunt and Uncle, it was most likely a daily occurrence, especially after he’d try to explain to them he was ready to leave Tatooine, and they kept gently turning down his request.
Now he knows they did it out of wanting to protect him, but then it was extremely frustrating.
He just felt trapped, and it didn’t help that his closest friends were all leaving to do the things he wanted like participate in the war, or a University.
So he’d do it as a means to keep is frustrations to himself, as well as to keep him going for when the time finally came that he’d be allowed to pursue the same dreams he kept daydreaming about.
Now if you explain to him it’s just something you do for creative purposes, he’ll nicely ask that you get it out of your system in the daytime and not right before bed (he probably had flashbacks to his Aunt and Uncle being annoyed with hearing him pacing around a night time 💀)
Otherwise, he literally doesn’t care at all.
While he isn’t a pacer, he sometimes has moments where he’ll stand or sit in a position with a hard expression on his face as he’s trying to brainstorm something.
“Don’t mind me, I’m just thinking.” He’d say, switching to a softer one as he glances at you.
Most time he looks like he’s fighting mental demons as he’s starring down at the floor, playing with the collar of his shirt as he’s either leaning on the wall or sitting down.
Whole time, he’s simply trying to figure out what he wants to eat 💀
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gabbasposts · 7 months
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>Luke Finding out you’re still alive and well, years later after he left Tatooine<
Star Wars: Luke Skywalker x fem Reader
Warnings: Angst, mild arguments, tragic past, reader has a sister who this is kind of centered around, but don’t worry, it isn’t an OC 💀 she can be whoever you want lol
(Not my gif)
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A/n: this is a bit OoC, and maybe a little self indulgent. Reader has a sister who I don’t give a name because idk 💀 same with the parents. When I write for reader I don’t like using Y/n because I feel like Y/n in my mind after years of reading fanfics is their own individual character which is weird because technically they aren’t…
👁️👄👁️ at all… but yeah… anyways, if you like it, thanks!
He didn’t know what to think as you both stared at one another, in shock and mild dismay… mostly on your part.
It had been… well, for the better part of a few years since you had last seen one another.
He had left Tatooine before the news had reached you that the empire had raided his home and slaughtered both his uncle and aunt.
You remembered how you had rushed to his home immediately, asking anyone you knew Luke typically communicated with where he had gone and if he was hurt…
Your first regret… because what followed after multiple lonely nights of crying, and regretting the argument you had both gotten in which so happened to be the last time you saw him, you received news over the radio transmitter that none other than Luke Skywalker, had been awarded a medal for blowing up the Empire’s Death Star.
Of course, you had been thrilled then… relief had flooded your senses immediately once it became obvious that he hadn’t died with his uncle and aunt, despite the report only stating it was just the two of them who’s bodies had been found outside of the home… no one else’s.
Of course that didn’t mean you hadn’t mourned for the their losses just as you had for Luke before finding out he was alright… safe, and alive…
You blinked, turning your head as you adverted your gaze from him… you felt more than exposed right now. One he was standing in your home, your new home at that, which was the last place you’d ever want to see him again in… You hadn’t wanted to see him again, to be honest but it seemed your sister who stood starring at you with a wary, yet confident look in her eye, had other ideas.
You had already had a conversation about this… that you would not interfere in any decision that you two’s “parents” had made for her.
You were an adult now, and lived fairly close to them. Therefore you no longer had to abide by their rules… but because she was still young, and by law under their wing, you really didn’t have any say in the matter she kept trying to drag you in.
Which is why, even though your gaze wasn’t harsh as you stared back at her, you couldn’t help but to feel annoyed by her utter disregard for bringing not only a Jedi into your home when she knew your opinions on them, but one you had intimately known prior to you both coming to Naboo after the events that had taken place during your relationship with him… of course then, she had only been a baby.
Unaware of you two’s relationship, nor the fact she had met him before, shortly after she was born… so you couldn’t truly bring yourself to be angered by her look of both refusal to allow you to sit on the sidelines, as well as confusion for your obvious annoyance towards none other than Luke Skywalker, the hero and Jedi Knight who helped end the reign of the Empire. The same empire who killed your actual parents…
However… you could be mad that she brought someone, who she assumed would be a stranger to you, no matter the weight of his name… into your home.
You watched as she frowned, her eyes glancing to Luke’s for a moment before coming back to look at you, now shrinking inward a bit under your obvious stony gaze on her. She knew you hated having visitors…
She cleared her throat, seemingly get ready to address the situation but before she could even get a word out, his voice came through in a steady tone. “It’s alright… can I speak with your sister for a moment while you wait outside with the others?”
While his tone didn’t seem to be deterred by your blatant rudeness, that didn’t stop you from turning to shoot him a warning look. You already didn’t want to see him at all, a fact you were sure he was well aware of.
“No. I’m not her guardian by law, I’m her sister. She can choose to do whatever she pleases, but because she isn’t my responsibility I can’t sign for that.”
You turned away, moving towards your kitchen area as your sister began to follow you, letting out an exasperated sigh as you walked towards the tea kettle which had began to whistle… your heart racing but not with unease or happiness. It was anger…
Anger you had thought you had buried after years of both therapy and trying to shove all your old feelings inside so that you could focus on moving on with your life, and leaving that painful chapter behind, had just been re-ignited.
“But… please, don’t be like this! I know your worried I’m going to get hurt and all, but I’ll be fine! This is Luke-” your sister tried to reason with you, but you interrupted her, a slight venom dripping from your tone at his name was suddenly used aloud.
You heard it all the time wether you wanted to or not… you had thought you would be able to not have the walls of your home, your new home you had worked hard to get, tainted with the sound of it.
“I know who is.” You bit out, turning to glance at your sister who’s eyes only narrowed at the sudden bite in your tone. Luke winced internally, his jaw clenching slightly as his gaze fell to the ground for a moment… it wasn’t that he felt uncomfortable by your reaction, but more so the fact that he knew why you were having this reaction… after all, he was the reason.
“But at the end of the day, I can’t give permission when you aren’t my legal responsibility.” You stated, turning your attention back in front of you, as opened one of your cabinets to pull out a mug. Your sister was only a baby when things had transpired between you and Luke, and as for the parents, they were in actuality, your grandparents.
You simply referred to them as your parents due to the fact the kids you had finished primary school with, had been wicked enough to try and poke fun at the fact that you and your sister were basically orphans… and you didn’t want your sister who was far more sensitive to you, to have to fall victim to that as well when she started.
So you told her to refer to them as that when speaking outside of their home you had grown up in… it was sad that you had to even consider that, but children sadly could be cruel.
Your parents died when the empire invaded Tatooine looking for those who were alive, and had possibly known Luke in person… the same Luke who stood in front of you now. Only he was no longer the slightly light blonde he had been all those years ago, and his demeanor… it was still the same, but he didn’t have the familiar air of need in it.
Any other time, if you were being as stubborn as you were now, even prior to you two’s friendship becoming something more, he’d be hounding you down, questioning why you were being this way, and not hearing anyone out. It seemed he had become more patient… no doubt the Jedi training.
You had fled with her… your sister, in your hands the moment your father got word that they were approaching… you didn’t even get to hug your mother who had been screaming at you to run as the travel crafts approached…
“I know that!” Your thoughts were broken by your sister and you turned to look at her, your gaze turning bitter at your sudden recollection of the now painful memories.
“But mom and dad aren’t going to let me go because they don’t think I should. They think I should stay here with you guys, and considering you had to basically beg them to let you go to university, I think they’d be more inclined to listening to you about this! Please, I want you to help us convince them.” She stated, walking beside you in an attempt to face you, but you kept your eyes on the cup in front of you.
The thing is, you didn’t convince them… after multiple arguments and them repeatedly saying no, you left to attend much to their annoyance. But they weren’t angry enough to not allow you to communicate with your sister, and come visit on vacations.
“Please, I’m not doing this. If you want to go, then go. Besides, don’t the Jedi take force sensitive children anyway?” There was a sudden shift in energy in the room.
It wasn’t a heavy one in the sense you suddenly felt like you were in danger, but it was one that made you feel like what you had said had been wrong which you couldn’t pinpoint why considering, it was a known fact.
“No. That was the old way, we don’t work like that anymore. I dont work like that.” Luke’s voice cut in, a frown on his face as he took a step forward towards the kitchens entryway. “The new Jedi order I’m creating isn’t one that takes or separates children from their homes, and families. I only take in those under my wing, and mentorship if they reach out through the force first, which is what your sister did.”
You didn’t know why, but his sudden defensive response was almost nostalgic. He wasn’t a confrontational person, however, he was someone who always tried to call out things he didn’t agree with no matter if it would escalate.
You simply chuckled, nodding a bit before your lips pursed as stared at him. Surprisingly, the twitch in his brow that usually followed when he felt like he wasn’t being taken seriously never came... “Well then, if that’s the case she wants to go. So take her.”
“No!” Your sisters voice cried out in alarm as she rushed in front of you. For a moment, your cocky steel faced facade slipped from your face as you took in her sudden watery gaze.
“Please, help me… I don’t want them to hate me! They didn’t talk about you for months after you left, even after they let you go and I didn’t hear from you for long after. I thought I’d never see you again, and I don’t want them or you to hate me…”
Her voice quivered as she looked up at you, and immediately, your instincts took over as you moved to place your hands on her shoulders in an attempt to calm her sudden shaking.
While you we’re confident she knew you meant it out of wanting her to do what she pleased, you couldn’t help but to feel a little upset with yourself, having upset her… and it had came from a place of wanting to elicit some emotion from him nonetheless.
You wanted him to react in anger so that you could bring up the fact your parents died trying to protect you and your sister… they died lying about not having a clue who Luke was despite the fact you had brought him to your home as much as you could when he had been free from chores, due to both your parents liking and accepting him enough to let you go out with him… you felt like through your actions of being with him, and loving him, you had damned your family… and you hadn’t even received an apology, or any sort of sympathy from him. Not for killing your parents of course… you knew he had no part in that, but it was the fact that the empire had been on the haunt for him since his feat having to do with the death star, and you were positive your parents hadn’t been the only one to die in the hands of the empire for merely knowing Luke at one point before he left…
And even now, as he adverted his gaze, you knew he knew…
“Hey now… stop that. I would never hate you for wanting to choose what you want to do in your life. I love you, and you know that.” You said, your tone softened naturally due to her frantic emotional response. You tilted her chin to look at you gently, not wanting her to recoil from you in anger and hoping she understood your words as you kneeled down to her level.
“Listen, if you feel me coming with you to tell mom and dad your leaving to become a Jedi is the right decision… I’ll do it.” Her eyes widened slightly before returning to that familiar frown you had grown accustomed to seeing… she was just as miserable living with your grandparents here on Naboo as you had been when you had lived under their roof.
And even though you were basically offering to help her despite not wanting to… you knew she didn’t want you to just do so because it’s what she wanted. She wanted you to genuinely think it a good idea, letting her go this. To support her as she always did you.
And again, even if you didn’t want to, because that meant you’d have to stand in front both her, and him as a shield to protect them from your grandparents possible wrath having to both see him, as well as give up another grandchild to let them lead their lives… you’d do anything for her.
“But…” your shoulders squared as you mentally formulated as best as you could, how to tell her you truly thought it’d be a bad idea trying to bring Luke with her, without specifically telling her she shouldn’t...
“I can tell you now, mom and dad aren’t going to say yes. Because despite telling you they gave me their blessing, they didn’t say yes to me. I left. Because I knew if I didn’t, I would be stuck living the same life you’re trying to escape now.” You frowned, hating to admit you did leave her even though it was in hopes of coming back with a career so that you could hopefully move her in with you… and while you did have it now, it seemed it was too late… she had already found a path she wanted to walk down.
She shook her head gently, her eyes still on you. “You really think they could forgive me for doing this? That I’ll be able to visit one day once my training is over, and they’ll be alright with the fact I just up and left?”
“Yes.” You steeled your voice, wanting to know you were being serious.
“I do. I’m not going to lie to you and tell you it’ll be immediate. Which is why I hope that this path you me choosing will pay off… because if it doesn’t, and you return without anything, they won’t let you live it down.” You were starting to hate how much you were recalling bitter memories now… when you had first visited them a few months after leaving for vacations, they repeatedly kept pointing out the fact you had no career, or solid work experience. As if a few months would’ve been enough to establish that…
“At least if you get the Jedi title you want so badly, they’ll be forced to keep quiet and admit they were wrong. But this has to be something you’re confident about.”
Luke nodded, agreeing with you as your sister turned to look at him. “Your sisters right. It’s important you’re confident that this is what you want… while I won’t ever deny you passage to leave if you ever would like to return home and stop your Jedi training, it’s best your sure you won’t have doubts in the future.”
You couldn’t help but to nod in agreement, even if felt uneasy with his words. If his new order truly was one that was different from the old, that meant his promise of allowing her to return safe and sound, was true… she knew Luke wouldn’t kill her if she decided to abandon his order, but the Jedi of the old would’ve thought otherwise… there weren’t many known Jedi who had been able to leave peacefully and tell the tale.
And if they were, they were most likely still in hiding despite the original order now lying doormat.
Your right hand moved to rest on the left side of her face, thumbing away the tears that were escaping before your other hand followed pursuit on her right… she wasn’t that old, yet she still had the same baby face you knew Luke recognized. And yet it seemed he wasn’t willing to tell her they had met before, just as much as you weren’t ready...
Timidly, she nodded. Her eyes moved to look down at the necklace hanging around your neck, a copy of the one that hung around her own.
While it was still evident that she was a worried, she physically calmed a bit at your touch. Something you felt happy about considering despite you two’s grandparents taking you under their wing, they very much like your parents, were traditional people. And emotional responses like hers were usually met with threats to either give them more to cry about, or to fix their faces and suck it up.
Another reason she had left her grandparents home, and sometimes felt a bit bitter about her parents despite missing them badly…
Ignoring the presence that stood across from them, watching the scene unfold, you looked down at your lap, your mind seemingly growing more tired by this interaction… “Listen. Go with Luke if your sure this is what you want to do… I’ll talk to mom and dad. They’re not going to listen, but I can assure you they won’t hate you.”
With a heavy sigh, your eyes met hers again, and you couldn’t help but to smile sadly at her. Part of you wanted to tell her no…
To stay with you, due to the fact that you were the only immediate family she had. Not to mention, she was so… young, innocent, and sometimes gullible.
And her overwhelming kindness was definitely an aspect she had adopted from you guy’s mother, whilst you seemed to have inherited your pessimistic and hardened personality from your father.
“Are you sure?” She frowned more, her eyes searching yours and even though you didn’t carry the force like she did, you could sense the sudden anxiousness rising from her. “I’m positive. They’ll riot the moment they see you walk in with him, and you know how they are… leave it to me.”
It was weird… when you had been apart, you had never been one to suddenly develop immediate anxiety, even when what happened between you and Luke, who still stood with his own expression of worry on his face, had transpired… of course you had been naturally worried for the only man you at the time, foolishly declared you loved… but you didn’t count that. He wasn’t family. Not anymore.
Yet, when you had been at your university, you’d sometimes get these sudden anxious feelings that would cause you to squirm in your skin… sometimes in the literal since that you’d shudder, or your breathing would become a bit ragged.
Almost immediately your thoughts would rush to your sister, and you wasted no time leaving either mid-lecture, or hangout with friends, to race back to your dormitory and call her… and sure enough, she’d either be just as anxious or upset about something.
Maybe it had to do with her seeking you out through the force when she developed these feelings. Maybe it was simply because you were sisters… either ways, it was like you could sense her emotions no matter where you were, or how close you two were to one another. And the aspect of her ever feeling nervous or upset while you most likely wouldn’t be able to go directly to her was a thought that filled you with dread… but you didn’t want to be another version of your grandparents.
And you did have confidence she’d become an amazing Jedi. After all, she was more experienced with the force than you
“What if they don’t… what if they don’t forgive me?” Her voice was a bit more steady, but still held that hint of anxiety she typically carried with her. You smiled sadly, before smirking and shaking your head. “Then you have me. And that’s all that matters, right?”
Her face slowly shifted from that sad worrisome gaze, to a small smile as she nodded steadily her eyes still glued to yours. “Yeah…”
You smiled leaning in to kiss her forehead before standing, straightening your posture as your face steeled itself to face Luke who had watched the display, a small smile of his own having overcame him even though your face had shifted to one of indifference as you looked at him. “I can tell you right now, you walk into our parents home and try to convince them, you might not walk out…Therefore, I’ll allow you train her.”
He stood still for a moment, his gaze on yours. That familiar softness emitting from them that years ago, you would’ve blushed at and wanted to push yourself into his embrace like the silly little teen girl you had been…
But your eyes… you couldn’t bring yourself to look at him with that same softness, and familiarity that would’ve been easy to stomach his sudden re-appearance back in your life… you had hated him for so long after you had left Tatooine… you hated him for never sending you a letter or messaging you to tell you he was alright… You hated him for never reaching out when your parents had been slaughtered by the empire, it didn’t matter that he had help put an end to... You hated yourself for giving yourself to him fully before he had left Tatooine, wanting and assuming that you’d be together through thick and thin afterwards, and most importantly, even if he had been in the right during you two’s argument… an argument that had started on your accord due to you thinking you were so in love with him, that maybe he’d consider marrying you and having a family instead, when you knew he wasn’t in a rush to do that and he wanted to do things before settling down… you had hated him for it…
He looked down, his hands behind his back as he began to approach the two of you. He reached out, resting a gentle hand on your sisters shoulder, and smiling at her as she did him at the sudden contact… you don’t know why, but your stomach twisted at her expression.
Maybe it was because she didn’t know it was because of him knowing their family so intimately, it was the reason that had gotten their parents killed… maybe it was because it was like looking into a mirror, and immediately making out the obvious blind trust and admiration that her sister held in her eyes for the man, that was now a galaxy renowned hero, and being reminded that she had once gazed up at him with the same adoration, trust, and love for him, at one point in their lives... Regardless, it made her suddenly want to yank her sister back, but she calmed herself, her harsh gaze turning to look back at him.
His smile fell into a steady expression as he regarded her. No doubt sensing her emotions for him now through the force. “I swear on my life, I’ll protect her and guide her in the path of light. I won’t ever put her, nor any of the children under my wing in immediate harms way. I can promise you that.”
“You better.” You replied. The sudden bite in her tone returning. “I’ll kill you if so much of a hair is harmed on her.” The sudden harshness in your tone didn’t go unnoticed by your sister, as her sudden frantic voice broke through, calling your name.
Your threat didn’t deter him however. He only nodded, a smile appearing on his face once more as he gazed at you again with that familiar smile you felt yourself beginning to hate even though, the tiniest part of you missed it…
“I promise. No harm will come her way.” You nodded, letting out a small sigh as you turned to look back at your sister. Your eyes naturally softening as you gazed down at her slight horrified gaze on you due to your hostility which was unknown to her… you had always attempted to shield her away whenever you were beginning to grow upset, not wanting to display that image of you to her no matter what the situation was.
But with him suddenly coming back… it’s like you couldn’t possess yourself to have an ounce of self control over your emotions.
“If anything happens, call me. I’ll be there in light speed before you can blink. And if anything happens, regarding him, give him hell.” You watched as she groaned, turning to look at Luke, muttering a small apology for your behavior but he only smiled telling her it was alright…
You two had hugged each other once more… you possibly doing so a little more tightly than anticipated but she didn’t comment on it.
When you had separated, you smiled kissing her forehead once more, before you two spoke your goodbyes and promises of meeting once again, before she joined Luke at the door.
“I love you, and I’ll call you everyday after training.” She promised, before exiting from the door after you had nodded.
Luke followed behind her, and while you weren’t happy to see her leave, you felt a small sense of relief watching him follow after her. Not just for the fact he was leaving your house, but… you trusted him oddly enough to hold his promise…
He stopped just before exiting fully, turning to spare you a glance, a sad expression appearing on his face as you two stared at one another for a moment in silence…
“… I can’t change the past. But… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry… I hope you can believe me.” He didn’t wait for your reply, a part of him not wanting to wait and see your reaction as he quickly exited your home, closing the door behind him.
You had been doing so well… so well, before he came back.
With the door closing behind him, your face finally fell, and you walked over to your couch, sitting down quickly before your legs could give out as you began to sob.
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gabbasposts · 6 months
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>Finding out your the other person<
Star Wars: Anakin Skywalker x Reader💀 I see so much smut for him, so I want to write some sad angst 😂
Warnings: Adultry, language, etc. gifs aren’t mine. All and all, just angst
Gifs not mine.
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A/n: I do not condone in this shit. If your a cheater or your thinking of cheating on someone your in relationship with, I hope you get stds and and scratch yourself until you bleed 💀 I simply like a good writing challenge especially considering I write happy-go-lucky shit mostly in my free time, and the whole reason I started posting on here is to post angst ridden stuff 😤
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Anakin:
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You were told by none other than Obi-wan himself.
While Anakin’s relationship with Padme wasn’t something Anakin had ever explicitly told him about, (because he’s not supposed to be in one technically 💀) he was always aware of his feelings for her, and assumed his little ventures away from the temple were to see her.
So you can imagine Ben’s shock when he caught you two cuddling against a tree, a few feet away from the Jedi temple one day.
Immediately, he hopped into action… but first, he goes out of his way to make sure you aren’t aware of Padme and Anakin.
If you were, then making you leave the order wasn’t going to be as complicated as he anticipated…
However, when he finds out you aren’t aware… now he feels like he’s in an awkward position.
You were completely oblivious and blissfully ignorant to the fact you were being played by Anakin… and so was Padme.
He waits until Anakin leaves (to supposedly see Padme) before telling you he’s, aware of you and Anakin and that your position can be terminated for having a relationship especially within temple grounds…
He hopes that it’ll be enough for you to decide to approach Anakin and end things on your own note with him (because while he’s pissed at Anakin, he’s not trying to be part of this 💀)
If that fails… he just tells you.
He’ll tell you how Anakin had been with Padme since he was a Padawan, and that she’s currently pregnant with his child as they spoke.
Now, how you react ultimately determines how things play out.
Let’s say, you confront him the moment he gets back and you two are alone… immediately he’d ask you where you heard that.
If you refuse, he’ll use the force on you to read your mind or make you tell him, and he wouldn’t think twice.
When he realizes it was Obi-Wan, he chuckles (that cocky but obvious “damn I thought I was doing a good job being sneaky, let me cover my tracks” sort of chuckle) and then looks you straight in the eye and asks you why would you believe in the likes of him?
Try using the force on him like he did you, he’d immediately block it, and turn defensive. (Which if that isn’t an obvious indicator, idk what is.)
If you do tell him it was Obi-Wan, he kind of replies the same way
“Your really going to believe him? Especially when he has purposely started arguments and seems to never be satisfied by me as of recently, no matter what I do?”
This of course escalates into a full fledge argument…
Once he realizes you’ve “turned your back on him,” he’s done with you.
Immediately leaves the room and most likely the Jedi temple to go to Palpatine and the next time he sees you, he treats you ultimately like an enemy.
Now say after being told by Obi-Wan, you go out of your way to follow him instead of just confronting them… to spy on him and see if it’s true for yourself before confronting him…
That’s where he might have more of an emotional (as if him literally treating you like your in the wrong isn’t an emotional reaction, but you know what I mean 💀) reaction that’s more keen on him feeling bad.
Maybe don’t pop out like your on the Maury show when you see him and a pregnant Padme, because right off the bat, once he sees you approaching he’s angry af, he’s putting his feelings to the side (for you) and will immediately defend himself… most likely resulting in you getting severely harmed by him…
But if your watching from afar, he’ll immediately sense your presence and turn to look at you.
When he sees both the dejected and saddened look on your face, he immediately freezes up for a few seconds.
This, giving you enough time to leave before your noticed by Padme.
He won’t follow you or approach you until he’s done with his business… once he’s back at the temple, his heart is already racing with thoughts of how he should explain things to you, and how to properly break things off with you…
“I…____ I’m sorry, you had to find out that way.” He’d start, his tone coming out bitter but of course it’s not directed towards you.
Immediately he knows he’s said the wrong thing, but can’t muster up the courage to tell you it wasn’t your fault or explain why.
Because he knows any explanation he gives will be utter bullshit.
He had no reason for doing what he did… he always had Padme.
He had her, before you came in the picture.
It’s just… when he met you, you two just clicked. You understood him and his reasonings for things immediately, something that took others like Obi-Wan, and Padme a long time to do, and even then they usually didn’t agree.
And even now as he stands before you, knowing his explanations are going to sound like a load of shit, he’s still trying to find words to keep you by his side in a sense.
“It happened before we got closer with one another. Please, ____ you have to believe me, I… I love you.”
Again, option vary at this point:
If your reaction is more akin to anger, like yelling at him, shoving him, telling him you hate him, he’ll definitely be all sad looking. He’ll try to apologize before leaving you alone…
If your angry BUT… you decide to rub sand in the wound (lmao get it) by mentioning he’s disobeyed the Jedi order, and things in that nature… oh boy…
Hopefully your a good fighter, because this is definitely going to set him off.
However, even as you guys fight, he still feels bad. However when you mention things if that nature, it’ll quickly shift from regret, to feeling like he has to get rid of you.
Not just in the break up sense, but you can’t be around now that you’re aware of him and Padme.
Finally, if your reaction is just utter misery, and crying, and maybe repeating words of love and affirmations he said to you, and asking him why he’d do this… he just leaves.
He’s so ashamed. He’ll try to talk to you later though (to manipulate and ask that you don’t tell) but he feels too bad about what he’s done to immediately hurt you.
All in all, his reactions will definitely be more akin to anger, and wanting to immediately cover his tracks… he’ll work to block any thoughts and memories of you out immediately.
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gabbasposts · 7 months
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My face when I noticed all the typos on my Luke post after waking up to re-read it because I posted it when I sleep deprived and horny:
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My face after seeing all the god-tier Luke Skywalker accounts like, and/or repost it despite all the typos:
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I swear y’all im not illiterate 💀 English is my first language, i’m just dyslexic with adhd, I swear I can write better than that 😭😭
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gabbasposts · 7 months
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]Clothing that turns them on[
FF7: Sephiroths remnants (Kadaj, Yazoo, Loz) x Reader
Warnings: suggestive themes, language, 18+, if I see any minors interacting with this post and their age isn’t stated in the bio, your getting blocked 🙂
Gifs aren’t mine, but collages are. Either ways, I don’t think anyone would want to use them but if you do, go ahead ig, I’m probably not going to touch them after this 😂
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A/n: Kinktober Day Two: Clothing 👀 this is so long, idk why I was in a mood today lol 💀 I know I’m definitely going to be doing something for Luke Skywalker next because I love that man 💀 ALSO, next week, I think I’m going to write for mainly male!Reader because I want yo see how that goes, so stay tuned for that if you want, but I hope you enjoy 👍
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Yazoo:
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Out of the three of them, Yazoo is by far the hardest to read in terms of things he likes… so if your trying to surprise him with wearing something special other than just lingerie, your best bet is to just ask him. (Just a heads-up, he’s 100% going to be cocky about it though)
It doesn't help that he rarely ask you for favors regarding himself, so you can't really see his preferences for things.
With that being said, it was definitely an accident when you realized what his favorite article of clothing on you, was.
One day you decided to wear something with slits/a slit along side your legs, thinking it'd be something cute, as well as comfortable to prepare dinner with since it tends to get hot in the kitchen of your home…
You had no idea was even was even home with you, until you turned around to grab a specific spice for the dish you were making, and you instead ended up locking eyes with him as he leaned against the kitchens entry way.
After a moment of looking at one another, (your gaze mainly in shock due to being surprised he had been standing there without you noticing him, and him… well 👀) his eyes wandered to your legs… and you watched him smirk as his eyes met yours once again before leaving you to finish cooking.
Ultimately leaving you both confused, and definitely hot and bothered
If your wearing something like a skirt or dress, prepare for his hands to wander from your waist, to one of the openings the slits provided as he shamelessly tries to touch you.
Out of both of his brothers, Yazoo is definitely the most shameless when it comes to sex.
Your at a club, and your dancing with your back turned to him? His grip on your waist gets tighter and he’s pulling your ass flush against his dick.
His brothers come to visit and he suddenly gets the urge to want to fuck? He’ll deadass tell them they need to leave, much to your embarrassment… (because you already know what he wants.)
But regardless, from that day forward, anytime you wear one of those pieces, he’ll literally drag you away from whatever your doing because it just turns him on so much to see you dressed like that.
(also here’s some images below 💀 I tried finding some male ones as well, but there were mostly cut-out pants lol)
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Kadaj:
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Do NOT let this man catch you in any leather harness type accessories.
“Really, a harness kink?” I know, cliche and a little on the nose for him, but he 100% has a domination/authoritarian kink, and loves using props.
He of course, being the authoritative one in the relationship. (Doesn’t he’s not above letting you take the lead every now and then but, he mainly likes to hold that role)
Before you enter harness territory though, it starts off small… (because he doesn’t want to freak you out especially if you typically don’t wear stuff like that fashion wise anyways)
Unlike Yazoo where it was more so an accident that you discovered his favorite piece on you, Kadaj is up-front.
No he won’t demand you wear them, but he’s always dropping hints and suggestions.
“A choker would look nice with that outfit.” He casually says as you enter you guys bedroom wearing nothing but a t-shirt and underwear/shorts.💀
When you do finally decide to buy a few, at first it seems like he doesn’t really mind nor care, but mentally he’s going feral.
He wants nothing more than to slip his fingers underneath the band that’s holding it around your neck, and tug you towards him…
Ultimately he waits though. (Fighting mental demons not to act up throughout the day around you or his brothers because he knows he’ll never hear the end of it 🤡)
Waits until the very end of the day when your slightly annoyed with his lack of reaction, and getting ready to undress for bed to tell you not to take it off… the choker specifically.
And from that day forward, the dynamic is born.
Eventually, he grows tired of the cute little dainty ones you have and starts looking into the good ones that he can attach a collar to, and tug on when he either wants to pull you in for a kiss, or choke you a bit with it, while he’s fucking you.
The smug asshole definitely gifts it to you on either your birthday or holiday (I don’t know what the ff7 equivalent to Christmas is, but I’m pretty sure its canon that they celebrate it 💀)
Pretty soon though, he too grows tired of you wearing those just by themselves, and decides to venture deeper online when looking for things he likes on you and that’s when he finds it: the harness.
While the harness was supposed to be mainly for bedroom moments, you probably decided to take it a step further and buy ones that you can wear outside of your clothing.
And when you do, this definitely activates that authoritative kink that’s been festering in him for the longest time (as if it wasn’t already activated the day you decided to buy chokers, but it’s on a different level now)
The first time you wore one over your clothes and out, he was shocked. Some much so, that Yazoo definitely connected the dots in that instant (as if it hadn’t already been obvious due to your sudden interest in wearing chokers) and he smirks, and teases Kadaj at every chance he gets, much to his dismay
You were really in for now.
(I tried looking for both some really cool ones, but also some “casual” wear looking ones. Personally, I don’t like spikes which is why I didn’t add any pictures with any, but Kadaj definitely doesn’t discriminate so take that how you like it 💀)
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Loz:
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Loz doesn't have a preference when it comes to specific things you wear... like literally, he could care less. (Also I had to use that image for him because he looks hot there and every time I search Loz I get legend of Zelda 🫠 I love LoZ though so don’t think I’m hating)
Like the most he’s ever commented on your appearance was probably to tease you and say you look cute if/when you decided to wear heels or platformed shoes and even then, that was because you’re possibly shorter than him by a few inche (Yazoo allegedly is the tallest of the three, and canonically Sephiroth is stated to be 6’0 but Sephiroth in the remake was taller than Barrett who’s 6’5 sooo take that as you will, but I head-cannon Loz is maybe 6’0-6’2 ish?)
But regardless that doesn’t mean he doesn’t care for your appearance. If your shirt, pants, dress, etc, look I’ll fitting to him, he’ll comment on it but would never outright tell you to change.
Because the truth was, if it weren’t for his brothers, he’d willingly walk around looking as hot mess.
Like he doesn’t care at all how he dresses outside of his usual leather outfit. As long as he’s comfortable and can move and sleep in what he’s wearing, he’s good.
The only time he gets turned on by any article of clothing you wear, is if there’s a promise that he can rip it.
Again, this is something that was definitely accidentally discovered…
You two were having a heavy make-out session, and he was trying to remove your top, just as you were trying to remove his, (which made the job a little difficult to do) and the next thing you know, you hear the loud noise of something being ripped.
Deadass stops and his tracks and pulls back to stare at you with this “I fucked up didn’t I?” Expression 💀
Thankfully it had been a top you hadn’t cared for so much, because you only moved closure, continuing the kiss as he sat there wide eyed still before melting back into it.
Once you two finish up, and are lying down panting, he’ll shyly admit he liked the way it felt ripping the shirt even if it had been an honest mistake.
It was honestly a shock to both you and him. (Because out of the three men, Loz was by far the most Vanilla. Kadaj and Yazoo are on straight demon time when they get horny and no one can convince me otherwise 😈)
Regardless it’s definitely a new ritual between you two.
Days your not doing much and your in the mood, you wear your cheaper clothes.
Clothes you let him pick out when you go out shopping either online or in public.
The first time you asked him to pick out something, he picked out a simple blue t-shirt and was like, “falls coming soon so you can wear that with a sweater.” 💀
You had to whisper in his ear that you meant you wanted him to pick out something he’d want to tear off of you.
Immediately, his ears turned red but, a smirk finds his ways on his face and suddenly he’s like a kid at the candy store.
If he wants to see your ass while he fucks you, he’s the type to throw you on the bed face first and rip your bottoms as well as your underwear, and just take you like that.
But in all honesty, that’s probably the roughest he is with you (unless you two have talked about how you’d like to go about things before. Again, he’s totally more soft and vanilla when it comes to sexual things due to how sensitive he naturally is 😭 he’d feel like sloppy seconds if he just used you and rolled over)
If his brothers ever got wind that he was into this, he’d literally take you and move to Icicle Village and never talk to them again because of how relentless their teasing would be, so please don’t tell them 😭
Every now and then, you might buy something really nice and fancy for him too on you as he’s fucking you, and he gets so giddy about it.
However, unlike his brothers, this kink is a once a month, (maybe twice if he’s really in the mood) type of ordeal.
He knows you need clothes, and as much as it makes him hard thinking about ruining some of your favorite pieces on you, he isn’t an ass. (Plus the economy after advent children took place probably was fucked, so he’d definitely refrain from doing it all the time)
If you were to ever show interest in wanting to rip off something on him he gets so excited (but tries to keep it low key like Kadaj, only he’s failing miserably to hide his shit eating grin throughout the day)
The only time he’ll ever purposely teasingly dirty talk will be during that moment 💀 like he’ll literally give commentary as if he’s some professional at ripping garments.
“I know you can do better than that.” He says in the most condescending tone he’s ever used in the bedroom with you, looking down at you on your knees as you ripped his underwear.
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gabbasposts · 5 months
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Alright 💀 my hunger games obsession has officially been re-sparked. And the Katniss Everdeen x Fem! Reader pool is disappointingly dry so I’m working on something for that 😤
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gabbasposts · 6 months
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]Luke Skywalker Master List[
Main Master List:
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A/n: Some I’ve already written for, some I have the drafts for in my notes and google docs 💀 and a minority I plan to write once I edit, and figure out how and when I want to to post. I’m trying to de-clutter my google drive because I literally have fanfic material from ELEMENTARY school… like bro, I’m in college now 🫠
•~•Main Fics•~•
}Distracted Me on Purpose{ ~ Fem!Reader distracts Luke while he was in the middle of something, and he decides to give her attention/punish her (the scenario on how, is up to you 💀)
>Luke finding out you’re still alive and years after leaving Tatooine< ~ Fem!Reader who still holds a bit of a grudge towards Luke for the way they left things, or more so the way he left things. A self-indulgent fic to say the least ✌️🤡 Reader has a sister who wants to leave home join Luke as a Jedi. I was going to make a full fledged story but decided against it.
}I miss you…{ ~ Being older Luke’s Padwan who never got to properly tell him goodbye, but is visited by him as a force ghost when they feel like life’s getting a little too rough.
>Was it worth it?< ~ Finding out about Luke and Mara Jade growing a little too intimately close, and confronting him. (this is an angst account before it’s a smut one 😤)
}You could’ve came in to watch… I wouldn’t have minded{ ~ You and Luke are sharing a hotel room as you both finally came to visit Leia and Han for the baby shower which was being held in Embassy City, the planet they chose to live on. Needless to say, living alone with Luke again in close quarters, its only bound to have… moments, you two catch each other in 👀
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>How’d they react to you loosing both romantic and platonic feelings for them after knowing you liked them< ~ Angst 💀 I mean, why not?
>Day Dreamer< ~ A silly little rambling about being caught by Luke or Anakin while daydreaming (also very self indulgent considering I too, have a tendency to maladaptive day dream 🫠)
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gabbasposts · 6 months
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My first fanfic i’m writing for Lies of P is probably my most smutty fic yet 💀 I may have ended Kinktober early, but this story might honestly make up for it 👀
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