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lajulie24 · 2 years

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I’ll unfold before you

Written for HanLeia Appreciation Week 2022 - Day 2: Domesticity/Slice of Life

Title from Sara Bareilles, “I Choose You”

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“So I’m not allowed to use the Force.”

“Nope.”

“Dad.” Jaina scowled and begrudgingly picked up one of the shirts from the pile. “What even is the point of this? We have droids.”

“The point is so you know how to do it without the droids,” Han repeated, his patience running a little thin. He was trying hard not to play the when I was your age I barely had a shirt in the first place, much less droids to do my fuckin’ laundry card, but it was tough when he met this continued resistance.

He settled for a less loaded statement. “Point is that everyone needs to know how to do this, take care of ‘emself and their stuff. You might not always have droids. And sometimes they break down, anyway.”

“Bet Mom didn’t have to,” Jaina shot back, although she did actually start folding the shirt the way Han had shown her. Small victories.

“Damn right she did,” Han returned. “Maybe not growin’ up, but she sure learned fast later on.” Leia might have come up privileged, but she was never one to shy away from work that needed to be done, never thought a job beneath her. Especially during the war, but even now.

Jaina didn’t say anything to that, just placed the folded shirt on the pile in front of her and picked up a pair of Han’s pants from the basket to fold next. As she did, something fell out of the back pocket and fluttered towards the floor. A scrap of flimsi.

The moment Han saw it, he couldn’t help but grin. Aw, Sweetheart, you got me again.

He knew it would be a piece of cream-colored stationery ripped from Leia’s personal pad in her office, private thoughts and endearments written in that familiar looping script. She was only going to be off planet for a few days this time, but she’d kept up her tradition.

Jaina bent down to pick it up. “What’s this?”

“It’s mine,” Han said, maybe a bit too quickly, because Jaina immediately snatched it up and started to open it. As usual, Leia’s note was folded in on itself in a way that looked fancy but Han knew took Leia mere seconds to achieve. Very artistic, very Alderaanian.

He took it from Jaina before she’d gotten it open enough to read the contents, although she’d clearly seen enough to recognize her mother’s handwriting.

“Hey, said that was mine,” Han said.

“What happened to ‘whatever I find while doing your laundry belongs to me now’?” Jaina asked, looking slightly amused.

Really was his fault, having kids with a woman who could think and talk circles around him if she tried. Apparently that trait was hereditary.

“That’s for credits and sabacc cards,” he retorted. “And I did this laundry too.” He tucked the ends of the note back into themselves and started to move it to his inside jacket pocket; he’d read it later.

Jaina, however, was looking at him with interest. “What is it?” she asked.

“Just a note.” He tried to direct her attention back to their task. “C’mon, let’s get the rest of this done.”

He got an eyeroll and another question. “Why are you so hot to keep it away from me?”

“‘Cause it’s not for you!” He wasn’t mad, it was just—unrelenting curiosity, another Organa family trait. He grinned and shook his head, sticking the note in his pocket.

Jaina picked up another shirt to fold, but looked at him with narrowed eyes. “It’s not like a—sex thing, is it?”

Unbelievable, this kid. “Would you want to know if it was?” he asked.

That got her. “Ew. No. Gross, Dad.”

“All right then,” he said with a nod.

They continued folding laundry, but Jaina’s curiosity reared up again. “Is it like—instructions?”

“Instructions for what?”

“I don’t know, like what to do when she’s gone?”

Han wasn’t sure whether to be insulted by the idea that he couldn’t survive for less than a week without instructions from Leia, or what. But he was mostly biting back the urge to imply that perhaps Leia had given him instructions on specific things to do in her absence. While thinking of her, of course.

“Dad, EW!” Oops, his expression must have given that one away.

“She just wrote me a note, that’s all,” he said, trying to redirect this conversation long enough for them to finish the laundry.

Jaina folded clothes in silence for a while, but she obviously hadn’t let it go, because a little later she asked, “Mom wrote you a love note?”

Han grinned, but he found himself almost blushing despite his attempt to be casual. “Yeah. Yeah, I guess you could say that.”

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After the laundry was done and Jaina released to other pursuits, Han finally pulled the folded piece of flimsi from his pocket to take a look at what Leia had left him this time.

It was one of several such notes she had managed to stash for him to find—there was the one wedged in the spice rack between the Corellian paprika and the Aldera saffron, the one tucked into that one spot in the Falcon’s front console, the one beside his shaving soap, the one in the box of hydrospanners. Most of them were short—Hey Hotshot, I love you; My mother always said I needed a good scoundrel; that sort of thing. Some of them were instructions, of a sort. When I get back I want to—. Or Here’s something to think about while I’m gone. Some were memories, or prompts of memories: Remember that night at the casino on Spira? Or Was just thinking of that last time we saw the Aurora, it was almost colder than Hoth.

Sure, they had holocalls and texts while they were apart, and Leia rarely went on extended trips without Han, or Han and the kids, anymore. But the notes were different. The notes were just for him.

He chuckled as he saw what she’d written in this one.

Tell Jaina I expect she’ll become an expert in laundry and we can get rid of the droids.

I don’t tell you enough, but you’re an incredible father and I’m so glad I had babies with you.

Also —

You know.

#hanleiaweek2022 #myfic #day 2: domesticity #hanleia #han x leia #leia organa #han solo #jaina solo #Star Wars #good dad Han Solo #good mom leia organa

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fanfic-lover-girl · 2 years

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Padme Lets Go

Infantilism stories I see that are not little!verse related seem to often have abusive elements which I want to stop partaking in as I examine myself as a Christian. So I wanted to end my baby Luke AU on a healthy note as I focus on the character that the initial anon based their prompt on. Wrote this also in one night when I should have been sleeping lol. So here's the final family member: Padme Amidala Skywalker!

Han Reaches Out Padme loved being a senator but she loved being a mother even more. Which is why she was grateful for early senate recesses so she had more time home with her babies, namely Luke. It was a few weeks after Luke's runaway attempt and it pleased her to see her little boy happy and healthy again. However, her peaceful evening was ruined when her daughter appeared with that scruffy friend of hers, Han. She felt vindictive satisfaction when he gulped at her piercing stare but he bravely approached her timid son. She was about to rebuke her daughter for bringing this bully near her son again, when Han kneeled in front of Luke and simply said, "I'm sorry, kid." Luke looked up in shock as Han continued, "I say random trash like that all the time. Not cool to make you cry like that though. Fresh start? Hi, I'm Han - your twin's future boyfriend." Han smirked and held out his hand as Leia scoffed with a hint of amusement. Luke smiled shyly and shook the offered hand, "I-I'm Luke." "Great! Now the air's clear - I see your plane model. You like to fly? I'm going to be the best pilot in this damn galaxy you know..."

Padme was confused by this new development, but her daughter's pleased expression indicated her part in this apology. Her annoyance faded and seeing Luke excitedly ramble about his toy planes to an indulgent Han brought a gentle smile to her face.

Luke's Day Out

Han's friendship with Luke renewed something in her son. Padme tried to ignore it, but it was obvious that while Luke was less angry before the incident, he was somewhat subdued. But now he was a lot more joyful and looked forward to Han's visits. Kids had always bullied Luke so Luke depended heavily on his family for social interaction. Deep down, the devoted mother liked being the center of her son's world so while happy for her son, she felt slight envy at Luke's fascination with Han. Well, she would have her time. She had a day off this week and she looked forward to spending quality time with her little angel. Too bad her daughter had a school trip that day, but Luke was enough for her.

A few nights before, Padme was tucking Luke into bed as routine. "Mama?" Luke quietly asked. "Yes darling?" Padme caressed the sheets covering her son. "Umm...well...Han and Leia are going to the carnival on Friday. Han asked if I could go...can I go Mama? Please?" A sharp refusal was on the tip her tongue but then she looked at her son. He was clutching his stuffed Tooka and staring forlornly at his blanket, almost as if he was expecting a rejection. Padme felt inexplicably hurt at the sight. She sighed, "Promise you'll keep close to Han or Leia, ok?" Luke's smile seemed to split his face in two and her disappointment about her ruined plans seemed worth it.

Luke's Goes to School

Padme was not sure how she felt about Luke's changing behavior. Due to wanting to impress Han, Luke tried his best to be more grown up. He fussed whenever Padme tried feeding him, demanding to feed himself. He begged that he did not need pull-ups anymore - he was potty-trained! Of course, this led to many messes but Luke was improving. Her baby seemed to need her less and less and Padme felt rejected. At least, Luke was safe at home. Although lately Anakin was getting more insistent about not sheltering Luke as much anymore. "School, Anakin? Absolutely not! Luke is performing well with his tutors at home, why disrupt him like that?" Her husband was unyielding, "We homeschooled him because he had special needs and he struggled socially with his peers, beloved. He needs to be around kids his own age, Padme."

Eventually, his arguments won out and Luke was enrolled in school. Of course, Padme and Anakin ensured Luke's needs were accommodated and the parents entrusted their daughter to look after him. On Luke's first day, Padme watched her son nervously yet cheerily enter the school building with his assigned caretaker. Unknowingly a tear ran down her face, and her husband hugged her comfortingly. "What if he needs me?" Padme's strained voice quivered. "Luke's stronger than you give him credit for, angel." Anakin silently held his wife as her body shook with sobs.

Mother's Love

It was hard for Padme to see Luke become less dependent on her. His circle of friends grew and he became more sure of himself; he had a life beyond her. But she was proud of his development as any mother would be. She felt guilty for holding him back but better late than never she supposed. She could not wait to see the man he would become. Still sometimes she missed her baby.

Late one fight, she was working on a senate bill draft in her office when the door opened to reveal her son who should have been fast asleep. She frowned at Luke, but the boy merely sat beside her on the couch and curled up to her. Padme's query was interrupted by her son's sleepy, "I missed you, Mama." Padme's eyes blurred with happy tears and she wordlessly arranged him to lie on her lap. She hummed a random lullaby and brushed his hair tenderly as he drifted back to sleep. Padme was overcome with love for her son and she knew no matter how old he got, he would always be her precious baby boy.

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marvelfanfn2187a113 · 8 months

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My Hero

Dean Winchester x little sister!reader

Requested by Anonymous

Synopsis: Dean is in for a pleasant surprise when he picks up his six year old sister from school.

Dean pulled into the school parking lot, glancing nervously around at all the kids. It was his first time picking you up from first grade—dad went out on a hunt this morning—and the last thing he needed was to somehow lose you.

He didn’t have to worry, because you could spot the Impala from practically a mile away, and you ran for it the second you saw it pull in.

“Hey, baby,” Dean greeted with a grin, “How was school!”

“It was great!” You gushed. “Sarah shared her cupcake with me at lunch, and-and the teacher let me read during nap time, and Brody jumped off the swing set and got in big trouble, and-“

“Whoa there, tiger,” Dean laughed. You were talking so fast that you struggled to catch your breath when you finally stopped. “How about I get you home and you can tell me all about it, ok?”

“Ok!”

Dean grinned. He could say just about anything, and it would make you happy. You were by far the brightest light in his life, and he knew you always would be.

“Are we gonna get Sammy?”

“Not yet, he’s got a meeting for that club he’s in,” Dean reminded you. He didn’t understand Sam’s eagerness about after school activities, but he wasn’t about to stop him either.

“Can I show you what I made today when we get home?”

Dean reached over and ruffled your hair, eliciting a giggle from you.

“Course you can, squirt.”

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You bounded into the motel excitedly the moment the Impala pulled into the parking lot, and Dean was left behind to grab your backpack, shaking his head and smiling tolerantly.

As soon as he entered the room, you snatched the bag from his grasp and zipped it open, pulling out a little folder which you handled with great care.

“Look, look!” You insisted as you pulled a single sheet of paper from the folder. Dean leaned over your shoulder to get a better look at the crayon drawing.

“Talk me through it,” he encouraged you, and he was glad that you still didn’t understand that that meant ‘I have no idea what I’m looking at’; you still thought it meant ‘explain your genius to me’.

“Ok, so that’s me,” you said, pointing at a small stick figure.

“Wait wait,” Dean interrupted. “What was the assignment? What’d your teacher tell you to make?”

“Oh yeah!” You grinned, “she said, she said, um, that we were s’posed to draw our heroes.” You turned your attention back to the paper, “So that’s me, and that,” you pointed to a large scribble with thick, long arms and legs. “That’s a wendigo, and when I told my teacher, she-she thought that I maked it up, but I told her I didn’t, and that it’s a monster.”

“Good for you,” Dean smiled. He wished you didn’t have to know about the monsters, wished he’d been able to keep it a secret from you for longer, but you had a penchant for eavesdropping.

“Ok, so then, there’s the hero right there,” you pointed at another stick figure holding what he supposed was a flamethrower.

“And who’s that?” He asked. He was expecting it to be either dad or Han Solo—he’d shown you Star Wars a few weeks ago and Han had been your favorite.

You huffed as though Dean should be able to tell who the little green stick figure was.

“Duh, that’s you!”

Dean blinked.

“It’s…that’s me?”

You grinned, “Yeah! See, you’re saving me from the wendigo!”

Dean stared at you for a long moment, unsure of what to say. You thought he was a hero? Not just any hero, your hero.

It was a big responsibility, to say the least. Not to mention a big honor. He felt suddenly light, like he could touch the stars if he wanted to.

“Dean?” Your little voice brought him back to earth. “Do you like it?”

“Like it?” Dean echoed, and looked down at you. You looked suddenly nervous, your excitement ebbing when you noticed his silence.

Dean grinned suddenly, and in a rush of affection he lifted you into his arms, pressing a kiss to your cheek while you giggled.

“I love it! Where should we hang it?”

“Right there,” you said, pointing at the motel’s mini fridge.

“Ok,” Dean agreed, grabbing a small strip of duct tape and putting the little drawing up there. “How’s that?”

You threw your arms around his neck, and Dean swore he’d never felt happier in his life.

“Perfect.”

Dean held you closely in his arms, a contented smile finding its way onto his face.

“Thank you, princess,” he said quietly.

“You’re welcome…my hero.”

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phoenixkaptain · 1 year

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Gotta be honest, the idea that Luke wouldn’t send a child alone in an X-wing with only a droid for company is funny to me.

Like, we’re talking about the same Luke, right? The one who spent years bulls-eyeing womp rats and took the experience from that to then blow up the Death Star? The one who was like “This is a trap… I’m gonna walk right into it.” The one who was like “I will rescue my dear friend by waltzing in without a disguise and being as obnoxious as possible.” “How do we get out of this situation? How about we convince these small bear creatures that our droid is a god, that will probably work.” “I know Darth Vader is a murderer who murdered my Ben and is trying to murder me and all, but he is also my dad and therefore I love him.”

Luke would send a child in an X-wing without even fucking thinking about it! Do you REALLY think LUKE SKYWALKER is a reasonable human being?? Are you honestly trying to tell me that this man who has been driving the same fucking ship for like ten years would understand how dangerous it is to put an unsupervised child in a vehicle??? Do you really honestly truly think that Luke knows how to care for children????

You see, a lot of people like to portray Luke as perfect. And this is the same issue I have with people who portray Obi-Wan as perfect, or Yoda, or Mace, or literally any character in all of Star Wars because the whole point is that the are flawed human beings!

But it’s ESPECIALLY egregrious with Luke because I don’t know where any of you got this idea that Luke is a sweet summer child??? This man has a death count of over one million. This man had Seen Some Shit that it is literally impossible not to be affected by. Why do so many people assume that Luke at the end of the Trilogy is the same as Luke at the beginning of the Trilogy? He’s changed! He’s a different person! That’s what makes the Original Trilogy such a good trilogy!! It’s basic storytelling!!! A character canNOT be at the same place mentally as when they began the story, or else it’s not a good story!

But also, I hate the way this colours shipping fics with Luke. Like, listen. There is no ship where Luke should be the straightman of the relationship. Luke Skywalker just is not normal. He’s weird, he’s deranged, he’s so strange; he cannot be a straightman, it just doesn’t work. It’s so completely out of character it isn’t even funny.

The joy of shipping Luke is that every single thing that you can ship Luke with will come out the other sode looking rational.

Han Solo is a smuggler who hangs out with a Wookiee and who does extremely dangerous, stupid shit, but next to Luke?? Rational. Normal. Someone who uses their brain, Luke, take notes-

Din Djarin is a bounty hunter who decided that he would rather destroy an entire group of highly dangerous men than give up the cute kid he just found. But compared to Luke? At least he has equipment on him!

Mara Jade literally was mind-controlled by the Emperor and was Darth Vader’s coworker and was also a Jedi (something that no rational person would be honestly) and even she comes across as normal compared to Luke Skywalker.

I know this is rambly and disjointed and I know people disagree with me, but like??? Yes, I think Luke is great with kids. Yes, I think Luke is a good teacher. Yes, I think Luke is the type of person to wave goodbye as an infant flies off in his warship. I think Luke is the type of person who would throw a child into the air way too high and then catch them. Where did the idea that he’s the responsible parent come from? Luke is teaching infants how to use laser swords, do you REALLY THINK that’s what a responsible parent would do????

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phoenixyfriend · 2 years

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Started drafting up "Han Solo does standup" while I was cutting tomatoes and one of the central jokes is about how he's got two FILs that scare the shit out of him.

"However scary your father-in-law is, I promise you I've got it worse. Remember, my wife is adopted, so I've got two. Her adoptive father is a state senator." [pause for laughter] "and her bio dad is serving multiple life sentences." [pause for louder laughter and roars of shock]

"Believe me when I say my wife approved of these jokes. I would never do anything without her approval. She scares me more than her dad does. It's a good thing she knows I love her. You wanna know how she knows?"

[pause to build excitement, let the audience demand more]

"My wife knows I love her through sickness and health and better and worse and all that crap, because if I didn't love her beyond sanity, I'd have divorced her the first time her bio dad broke out of Riker's!"

[pause for laughter] "Or the second." [second pause for louder laughter intermixed with slight horror] "Or the third, which is the time he kidnapped me." [horrified and nervous laughter]

[wait until the laughter dies down, take a sip of water]

"Honestly, the closest we came to an actual divorce was that one time I joked that white wasn't actually her color."

(Leia, in the audience: He's lucky I love him.)

#star wars #hanleia #han solo #leia organa #modern au #stand up au #stand up comedy #phoenix talks #original trilogy

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starsandhughes · 11 months

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Penalty Box Series— Bestie’s Weekend Edition

SERIES MASTERLIST

yourusername

liked by _alexturcotte, colecaufield, and 10,566 others

yourusername weekend trip to LA with my boys? say less!

i have missed hanging out with you two losers sfm🩵 i love you both with my whole butt!

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enviedear · 6 months

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i've been going solo now ⟶ ben solo

description ⌙ when you get a distress signal from your dad and his life-long goon you're quick to try and come to their rescue. only problem? so is ben solo.

pairing ⌙ smuggler!ben solo x f!reader

warnings ⌙ childhood crush/frenemies turned adults with horrible communication skills, reader is the daughter of lando (biologically or not you decide), ben is a jerk, reader is a brat, petty arguments, forced proximity trope, inner conflict all the time, han and lando are just two pals getting into serious issues that their kids have to fix don't mind them (they're just mentioned), most likely incorrect knowledge of the falcon & starship parts, smuggler!ben solo au because that's canon to me, ben calls reader kid (affectionate, kinda), typos probabaly

word count ⌙ 4.1k

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i just think ben solo is very much solo by future coded and i wanted to write about smuggler!ben and his smug attitude. special thanks to @crucifiedfaerie for letting me gush over this idea constantly in our dms <3

you never had the stomach for killing— the thought of it or the act itself. the notion of ending someone's life has always been abhorrent to you, leaving a sour sensation in your mouth that lingers long after the deed is done. but right now, you sit, filled with a growing and seemingly unstoppable rage that practically demands blood.

"don't even think about jumping into hyperspace, solo!" your voice is loud but erratic.

the black-haired man piloting the ship gives you a side eye, "and waste hours getting there? sure thing, kid."

you grip the co-pilot seat as hard as possible as he sends the absolutely geriatric ship into lightspeed. the force of it sends your head back onto the headrest, and you screw your eyes shut until the motion of the ship stills.

you've been flying with ben solo on the millennium falcon for a day and a half now, and this isn't even the first time you've wanted to kill him.

no, you'd harbored a hatred for ben solo for as long as you could remember. when you were little your father frequently left you in the care of the organa-solo's. any trip too risky for you to follow him on had you spending time on chandrila han and leia— and ben.

he was a few years older than you and so insufferable - spoiled rotten and full of mischief. the two of you would inevitably end up in scuffles over something, whether it be who got to shower first or which holovid show to watch. you often wondered how your father, han, or leia had managed to handle both of you. a hardheaded pair of troublemakers that needed little excuse to start bickering with one another.

but beneath it all, there had been another layer to your complex relationship with ben solo. even though you feigned anger whenever near him, deep down there had been an admiration growing since those early days spent together. your naive heart fluttered when he would absentmindedly flash his ever-present smirk in your direction. but you'd never admit or act upon any such feelings.

naviagting your crush had been difficult at first. especially having lando calrissian as a parent. you were forced to spend weeks around the source of your teen angst because of your father.

what use is a dad that can sweet-talk a jablogian if he can't fix your unwanted crush on his best friend's son.

you've cursed at his image in your mind every time you look at your ridiculous companion. if not for him, you wouldn't be with ben right now— you'd have never had the displeasure of his company.

you got away from the young solo, and most everyone else, for a good five years, hopping from planet to planet, picking up any honest work. which usually meant boring work— factory jobs, service stuff, a few instances of babysitting.

your life without ben solo is predictable and a little boring.

but you'd rather be bored than deal with the recklessness that becomes your life every time you see the smuggler.

but here you sit beside him, forced to spend an unknown amount of days with him until the both of you find your idiotic fathers.

you had gotten a rouge comm-link message from your dad just days ago. he sounded fine, voice still leisurely and warm, but it was his words that were worrisome, "han's got us in a bit of trouble, little star. would you mind coming to help your old man out? we're somewhere in the trilon sector— i'd try batuu first!"

when you got the message, your mind had gone into autopilot. you had rushed to comm leia, which had been a fatal mistake, as she had ordered her son to pick you up and accompany you. so now you're here, stuck with ben solo and his frightening flying.

"you know, dad should have warned me i'd be flying with a coward." ben's lips are curved into a grin, as usual with his teasing.

you whip your head in his direction, eyes ablaze, "well my father should have warned me that you've gotten even more annoying, somehow."

ben narrows his eyes, a stupid smirk still plastered to his face, "whatever you say, kid."

you feel your blood go hot, why he decided to start calling you kid, you didn't know, but you do know you hate it.

ben's barely your senior, only twenty-three years of age in comparison to your twenty. besides he behaves like an out-of-hand teen away.

"stop calling me that." you groan.

ben chuckles, "aw, what's the matter, kid? tired of following orders already?"

you grit your teeth, the way he talks down to you will forever get under your skin, "i don't take orders from you, solo."

"sure you do. you're on my ship, remember?" ben retorts, his eyes focused on the coordinates displayed to his left.

you cross your arms over your chest, "we're supposed to be working together to find han and my father and get them out of trouble, not bickering like children."

ben rolls his eyes, "it's not my fault you're so uptight."

you take a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. you can't afford to lose your temper and start a fight, not when you're relying on him to get you to your destination safely. so, you force a smile, "look, can we just be civil? we're both here because we care about our dads and want to help them."

ben's expression softens a little, "fine. but if you start nagging at me again, i can't promise i won't call you kid."

you roll your eyes, "deal. now, can you tell me more about what's going on? my dad was pretty vague in his message."

ben hums, "same with mine. all i know is that lando got mixed up in some kind of shady deal, and now he's in trouble with a gang of criminals called the ninth sun. my mom's been trying to negotiate with them, but they're not ones to bend the knee."

you groan, "of course not. what's the plan?"

he shakes a stray black strand of hair from his eye, "no plan, just find them and go from there."

"lovely, that's totally going to work," you bite your lip, "oh and, it was han who made the sketch deal, not my dad."

ben shrugs, "and who told you that?" he rests his elbow on the armrest and brings his hand to his chin, "lando?"

you clench your fists, "let's just focus on finding them. no need to dwell on the semantics."

ben glances at you and for a moment, you swear there's a flicker of something in his eyes. something other than his usual teasing, mischievous demeanor, but it's gone as quickly as it came and he turns back to the console.

the ship hums steadily beneath you, and the silence between you two stretches on, broken only by the occasional beep from the controls. you fidget in your seat, uncomfortable with the unfamiliar hush. you've never been around ben so long without saying anything, and you're about to speak up before he interrupts you.

"we'll have to make a pit stop, i need to refuel." his voice sounds tired.

you nod, "alright. any nearby planets we can stop at?"

ben checks the navicomputer, "yeah, there's one a couple of light years away. i've been there before, it's not too bad."

"okay solo, lead the way." you say, leaning back in your seat.

as he pilots the ship toward the destination, you can't help but study him from the corner of your eye. he's changed since the last time you saw him. the boy who used to pull your hair and steal your toys has grown into a man. he's lean and toned with longer hair, still as sable black as ever. it falls into his eyes, despite how much he wills it not to, giving him a slightly disheveled look that you can't help but find attractive.

you rue the thoughts plaguing your own mind.

the embarrassment you used to feel over your crush has come back ten-fold. the feeling shocks you. he's trying to act all suave and mature, but you know deep down that he's still the same old ben who annoyed the life out of you. you can feel the familiar tug in your heart every time he speaks, and you know he can't have changed much over the years. not when he's making you feel just like you're fourteen again.

but there is something different about him now. maybe it's the way he pilots the ship with ease– no longer the boy who'd cover his ears ar take off, or maybe it's just the way his muscles flex under his tight-fitting shirt. he's almost mesmerizing.

it's clear that he's been doing this for a long time, navigating the stars all alone with nothing but his shitty attitude and perfect hair. you find yourself marveling over him, sure and smooth, his hands deftly moving over the controls.

ever the realist, you try to shake off the feeling, but it's proving difficult. you feel a strange urge to preserve your current addiction.

as you watch him fly, you feel a fixation building within you. it's a sentiment you haven't felt in years, not felt since the last time you saw him.

you try to push the feeling down, knowing that it's not the time to have those kinds of thoughts. you're supposed to be focused on finding your fathers and not getting killed by some lethal syndicate, not lusting after your childhood nemesis.

you feel wrong stealing glances at him, trying to understand what's changed and why you're feeling this way. you're towing a dangerous, line. especially if those feelings are inspired by ben organa-solo.

finally, after what feels like hours, you arrive at the refueling station. as soon as ben lands the ship, you stretch your legs inside the falcon, looking out at the new scenery. the planet is bathed in the evening light, and the scene around you is wide awake. the station itself is a bustling hub of activity, with all kinds of alien species milling about.

ben leads the way to the fueling station, where he begins filling up the ship's tanks. you stand by the ship's entrance, people-watching. your eyes find ben's figure again, and you let them stall. when he looks your way, you advert your gaze and step out of the falcon, swiftly approaching him.

the evening air is cool as it hits your skin. this planet is a strange one, with vibrant purple plants and thick, white fog swirling around. but you don't pay too much attention to it, your eyes are locked on ben.

he's leaning against the ship, checking over the fuel meter with a frown on his face. you walk over to him and clear your throat, expecting to get his attention.

he looks up at you, eyes meeting your own. you feel your heart skip a beat, and you curse yourself for being soft for him.

"you know, you didn't have to follow me out here." he mumbles, hand coming to brush the hair from his eyes.

you hum, "i didn't have anything better to do."

he ignores you and looks back at the fuel gauge, his eyebrows furrow, "i found something for you to do." his voice is monotone, but you're all too familiar with the subtle cut of annoyance within.

"what does that mean?" you own voice comes out a bit too anxious.

ben groans before looking at you, "one of the damn tanks has a leak— i told chewie to fix that weeks ago." he follows up his words with a few curses before kicking the faulty gas tank.

you roll your eyes, "can't we just get another one? i'm sure if we go inside someone would know where we could get another one."

"the problem isn't finding one," he tsks at you, "the problem is that this tank has been leaking fuel into the beacon finder. without that, we're never finding our dear old dads."

your heart sinks. you had been so sure that you would find your dad quickly, but now it looks like that might not be the case. "so, what do you suggest we do?" you ask, crossing your arms over your chest.

"i'll have to fix the beacon," he sighs, "luckily i have the tools for it, but i need to find one more part, and with the sun setting soon…" he trails off, letting his silence complete the sentence for him.

you take in a deep breath at his implication. you can tell what he is suggesting without explicitly stating it.

you will be stuck on this planet with him tonight and forced to share the same cramped room. you thank god for separate cots, at least.

you try to ignore the warmth creeping up your ears, but you know that it's a losing battle. you haven't shared a room with ben solo since you were kids, endless unwilling sleepovers at each other's houses. but those instances were filled with innocent pranks and arguments, not the tension and longing glances you've found yourself giving him.

"alright," you say, trying to keep your voice even, "we'll just get the part and fix the beacon. the faster we fix this, the faster we can find our fathers and get back to our lives." you move towards the entrance of the fueling station, wanting to put space between you and ben.

"you mean so you can get back to your life." he calls out to you, and you look back at him only to be met with contempt in his brown eyes, "the one where you avoid me."

you give him a sharp eye roll before making your way toward a small gaggle of vendors, much more interested in finding this part. ben follows closely behind you, and you can feel the weight of his stare on the back of your head.

you're at a loss as to why ben solo would ever care that you've been avoiding him for the last five years. the ben you remember would've never batted an eye. when did that change?

you find a vendor selling the part that ben needs, and you both split the payment before heading back to the falcon. ben sets to work on the beacon, and you sit nearby, supposedly looking over the coordinates but mostly watching him work.

there's an abnormal sense of calm that fills you as you watch him. concentration is etched on his face, lips bitten bright red. you can't help but admire him, not for the sake of not trying.

you're brought back to reality when he starts cursing under his breath, "what's wrong?" you ask, moving closer to him.

"this damn thing won't budge," he grunts, trying to pry apart two pieces of the beacon.

you move to his side, peering down at the device. his breath is hot on your cheek, and you feel an urge to shiver. trying to focus on the task at hand you take a few breaths.

your eyes keep drifting to his lips, the way they move when he curses. you shake your head, trying to clear the inappropriate thoughts from your mind. "let me help," you offer, reaching for one of the tools he's using.

he hands it to you, and you lean in closer, your sides pressed together as you work the tool. you can feel his heat exuding into you, a warmth that isn't just from the planet's humid air. you try to focus, but it's becoming increasingly difficult. every time he moves, you catch a whiff of his scent, musky and rich, and your mind starts to wander to places it shouldn't.

finally, after what feels like an eternity, the piece pops free, and ben lets out a sigh of relief. he turns to you, a small smile on his face, and you can't help but smile back. his eyes lock onto yours, and suddenly, the air between you is charged with something foreign.

you let your tone come out sardonic, "looks like i saved the day. you're welcome, solo."

ben tilts his head, eyes narrowing, "you're a brat, kid."

"i thought i told you to stop calling me that." you want to hit him.

"i said i had a condition," he pauses, arms coming to either side of you, palms pressing into the falcon's floor, effectively trapping you against him, "a condition you just broke. so you're back to kid, kid."

you feel your resolve slipping, "you're the worst. you always have been, and i can see now that will never change."

he has the audacity to let out an amused breath, "if you're going to say shit like that, at least mean it."

your brows furrow, "pardon me? as if i don't mean that."

his hands creep from the ground and to your hips, you gasp as he pulls you in closer. if he were anyone else, you'd expect him to kiss you next, but he's not anyone else. so instead, he cranes down and whispers in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "i know you want me," he growls, his fingers digging into your clothed flesh. "don't act like you don't,"

you're completely caught off guard, and before you can respond, he's pulling away from you and grabbing the beacon. you watch in silent horror as he makes for the falcon's exit, leaving you confused on the floor.

you sit there, rooted to the spot, your mind and body in turmoil. you know if you follow him you'd just be throwing yourself into a petty or embarrassing altercation.

what did he mean by that anyway? how could he possibly know?

taking a steadying breath, you turn away from your seat and make for the other side of the ship. you need to keep yourself busy until nighttime, and you know that there's some maintenance to do on one of the storage bays. when you get there, however, it's already been taken care of. your fists clench in frustration as you realize ben must have done it earlier.

you start searching around the ship for any other tasks that might help keep your mind off things and pass the time more quickly- checking cords, tidying up shelves or going through supplies lists so nothing gets low.

the hours seem to stretch on endlessly despite how much work you manage to do, and all too soon darkness begins to fill the sky outside of the cockpit windows. with a heavy sigh, you head back towards where you and ben had been working earlier. he's back now, tinkering away with the beacon as if nothing had ever happened between the two of you earlier— as if his words hadn't sent a tremble down your spine and confused the emotions tumbling through your mind.

you catch an expectant glance from him when he finally notices your presence. you're sure he's expecting you to say something to him. maybe he wants you to yell.

you don't say anything though, instead offering only a terse nod before checking the endless cords around you.

your fingers move quickly and expertly over the tangled cords, your mind too preoccupied to focus on anything else. but you can feel his gaze on you, burning through the back of your skull like a branding iron. his presence is suffocating and you know that if you don't get a handle on your emotions soon, you'll combust.

eventually, you're so lost in thought that you almost miss the soft footfalls approaching you. you turn to see ben standing beside you, his eyes locked onto yours. the air between you is thick with strain, unspoken words, and feelings. there are so many things you want to say to him, but you don't know where to begin.

"so," his voice breaks through the silence like a blaster shot. "when are we going to talk about it?"

you hear the depth in his baritone voice and it's all you can do to keep your face neutral, your thoughts collected, "talk about what?" you ask, even though you know perfectly well what he's referring to.

"about me and you," he says, voice low but insistent, "or we can just keep ignoring it. the tension seems to be getting us pretty far."

your expression shifts as you take in his words, the longing that had been coiled in so tightly before now coming to the surface. you can feel yourself flustering under the intensity of his watch but you refuse to look away, instead lifting your chin higher and narrowing your eyes.

"there is no us, solo," you say firmly, though your voice is riddled with a hint of something else entirely, "there never has been, and never will be."

ben seems unfazed by your words, his eyes steady and intense. "you say that," he says, his voice softening. "but i know you better than anyone else. and i know there's some part of you that actually likes me. i bet it pisses you off, doesn't it?"

he's right— it does piss you off that your heart can't seem to let him go. no matter how annoying you find him, he's beautiful and confident. and he does know you better than anyone. he knows what buttons to press and how hard. with ben, there's always the thrill of how perceptive he is— that he can see through the walls of anger and indifference you try so hard to build up around yourself.

you can feel your will crumbling under his words, your heart throbbing in your chest, but still, you push back, "even if there is something there, solo," you say, your voice shaking slightly, "it doesn't change anything. we're two different people living two very different lives."

ben smirks, "you don't know anything about my life."

you let your eyes roll, "as if the life you lead is some kind of mystery," you take a deep breath, "i mean, what's to know? you fly alone, smuggle, and rack up credits. that's your life, solo."

he hums, right hand finding a home beside your head on the wall, "you know me so well, kid. you should write a book."

you feel inexplicably hot, "maybe i will. a long book of all the reasons you piss me off."

he doesn't respond, just looks down at you for an uncomfortable amount of time. he pushes himself from the wall and you, twisting and letting his back hit the durasteel wall. his face is turned to you, eyes downcast.

"you know," he says finally, breaking the silence, "i remember when we were kids, it was always you who used to be the one to instigate. you probably don't remember it that way, but i do, and i loved it. you never hesitated. you were fearless."

you look at him incredulously, wondering what this has to do with anything. but he continues, "you were the only girl that would play with me, and not just that, the only one that could beat me. but then one day you just stopped. you ignored me completely."

you stiffen, unwilling to admit even through body language that he might be right. a pre-teen you found avoiding your ben sized crush the most viable option. you just never thought he'd care.

he continues, eyes unwavering from yours, "you used to look at me like i was the only person that mattered. and then, you just stopped. it's was like… like you had something to hide."

it's like he can read your mind because he reaches out and grasps your wrist in his hand. his touch is nice against your skin, sending a comfortable feel through your veins.

"i miss you, the girl who wasn't afraid of liking me," he whispers, his voice low and husky. "and i want you to admit that you miss me too."

you struggle to find words, to make sense of everything inside of you, but before you can speak, his lips are on yours. his kiss is hot and demanding, and instinctively lean into him, body melting against his in perfect harmony. his hands slide around your waist and hold you close as the kiss deepens, and you can feel all of the frustrations of the past slipping away. when he finally pulls back, his eyes are bright with emotion and a hint of a smile graces his lips.

he looks down at you for a moment before speaking in a low voice, "you want me to do that again?" he steps closer to you and cups your face in his hands, his eyes twinkling with amusement. you can feel the warmth radiating from his body and if it weren't for his strong arms around you, you would have melted into a puddle.

you nod slowly in agreement, too lost in the moment to say anything else. he leans down and brushes his lips against your cheek before pulling away completely, "then be honest. right here, right now. you like me."

you screw your eyes shut, basking in the shame of being found out, "i like you, solo. i like you a lot, but if you don't get off your pedestal and kiss me again i'll withdraw the opportunity."

he gazes down at you with an expression that's tender yet mischievous all at once. "i like you too," he whispers before chuckling lightly, you open your eyes to see.

his dimples are on full display, and for a second, he's the spirit of the little brat you fell in love with all those years ago. "c'mere, kid." his voice is soft as he pulls you back into him, lips meeting yours.

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mazeofyeni · 22 days

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(🔴) ... [ NOW PLAYING ] [STAY-MADE] KAIA AND STRAYKIDS CUTE MOMENTS !

( intro. ) stray kids all being in love with kaia ❤️😝

➩ CLIP #1 PLAYING… 📼 !

chan being supportive as always ...

*kaia on the set of her drama* "it's my last day filming today , it's been fun , but it's time to return to stray kids." *she will always mention them😭* "I loved filming the drama , and it's been hard balancing both straykids and filming and i felt like i've neglected skz , so now it's time to return." *knock on her dressing room door* "huh?" *who could that be🤔* "come in" *door opens* *IT'S CHANN* "hello?" *look at her eyes light up🥹* "oppa!" "kaia!" "what are you doing here!" "i came to see you!" *he's matching her energy😭* "ah why?" "cause it's your last day of course." *hands her flowers* "thank you!" *look at him patting her head🤭* *fast forward until after filming ⏩* "and cut!" *everyone clapping* "thank you everyone for this opportunity." *chan comes out with a cake* "congratulations." "thank you." *blows out candles* *chan on the side taking a 1001 photos of her* "im so proud." *proud dad smile😭🥹* "our kaia is all grown up." *chan would be jailed if it was illegal to to praise kaia🤐*

➩ CLIP #2 PLAYING… 📼 !

lee know protecting her any way he can ...

1. ( offline ) *airport video of both lee know and kaia* *making sure kaia is in front so she won't be hurt if someone goes wrong* *you can hear him telling her it's okay , while keeping his arm in front of her* *fans screaming her name , trying to grab at her* *look at his glare😳* "keep your headphones on." *he held her shoulder until they got out*

2. ( online ) *lee know and kaia live* *kaia randomly talking about something while lee know looking at the comments* *see's the comments filling with hate* *you can see him visibly get upset* "let me see." *doesn't give her the phone.* *glares stares at staff* "it's not working, they're gonna fix it, just keep talking." *ends it right after* *lee know later on bbl* 'dont comment unnecessary things' 'tiger has feelings too'

➩ CLIP #3 PLAYING… 📼 !

changbin being protective ...

*flashback* *kaia being asked her ideal type by a interviewer* "yah, she's to young for that , don't ask her that." *everyone laughs* "oppa." *changbin gets louder.* "SHE'S ONLY A MINOR" ( flashforward to 2023 ⏩ ) *interviewer asking her once again* *you can see his eye twitch 😭* "this topic makes changbin kinda crazy" *hyunjin exposing changbin.* *changbin finally speaking* "oh no" *kaia please😭* "because why do we have to talk about this , shes so young , she doesn't really need a ideal type." *he's so into it😭* "oppa im 21." *disgusted dwaekki* "yah! and that's too young, you've barely graduated high school." *MIND YOU SHE GRADUATED ALREADY* *everyone is making fun of him* "this is why we don't have this conversation anymore"

➩ CLIP #4 PLAYING… 📼 !

kaijin jeju "date" ...

*kaialog ft. hyunjin 😁* "hi guys" *almost drops the camera* "please don't break the camera" "im not, have some faith in me." *passenger princess kaia is back* *flashback ⏪* *solo kaia live* "can i drive? yes. but do i drive? no, we have drivers and if not i cant be bothered to do such." *she's so real😭* *fast forward ⏩* "hyune is gonna drive today." *smiley 🥟* "we're in jeju" *casually dropping they're on a jeju date but okay😳* "it's our last day, so we're driving around and taking pictures." *driving⏩* "we've found a spot , and hyunjin bought his camera." "hand me your bag." *holding her bag😭😭* "be car getting out." *hyunjin looking around for a perfect spot.* "here, it's good lighting." *literally only takes pictures of her* "that's enough right" *hyunjin is not even listening* "ah all of these good , im gonna upload them all." *smiling ear to ear over her STAND UP ❗* "ah, so so pretty." *trying to whisper, we all heard you hyunjin*

➩ CLIP #5 PLAYING… 📼 !

jisung being flustered by kaia ...

*flashback* *han talking about kaia* "kai has really flirty eyes." *changbin is confused* "yah , explain that so stay won't think different." *changbin trying to stop a scandal😭😭* "oh wait no! i-its just that she has a really intense stare , and it's makes you really flustered and hard to concentrate." *that didn't help AT ALL 🤭* *okay fast forward ⏩* *kaisung live* "we've never did a live with just us , why is that?" *jisung is nervous* "i-i don't know." *why does he look like he's about to pass out." *another flashback ⏪* *solo kaia live* "jisung said my eyes are flirty?" *look at that smirk, GIRLY KNOWS!* "so he did, okay..." *you can see her planning* *now* "is it because my eyes are too flirty?" *look how his eyes widened 😭😭* "yah, stop that." *look at him turning red 🤭* "ah jisungie, look at you jisung." "so cute." *i see what he's talking about, those eyes would make me fold as well🫠*

➩ CLIP #6 PLAYING… 📼 !

lixie being the greenest flag ever ...

*kaia in milan on her first solo schedule for chanel* *our girl was so nervous* "im getting ready now , and im so nervous" *look at her shaking☹️💔* "you okay?" *even the staff was stressed out for her* "i never do these things without my members so it's hard." *poor girl☹️* "i'll go get you some water." *staff leaves* "im so nervous, is it gonna be okay?" *sees her phone ringing* "it's lix, he's facetiming her." *answers* "hello." "you okay?" *why is like he could sense😭* "im really nervous." "ah why, you'll do great." "it's a lot of people outside." "don't worry about that okay." *he's speaking so calm to her* "you look pretty." *felix is the guy everyone wants, kaia won at life🙏🏼* "don't be nervous, it's just stays out there okay?" *nods* "i'll call you right after, okay, go have fun." *I wan a felix😭* "love you kai, have fun." *waves, before hanging up* "you feel better now?" *shakes her head* "yeah." "he helped me , thank you lixie." *hearts* "he's such a light."

➩ CLIP #7 PLAYING… 📼 !

seungmin being cute for once ...

*seungmin talking to the camera , sitting on the couch* *wild tiger spotted in the background* *kaia see's the camera* "kaia is back there , she' was a mc today." *kaia takes this as a invitation* "minnie?" *seungmin sighs😭* "here she comes" *gets up and walks over to the couch* "what do you want?" *minnie trying to be serious , knowing he cant* "im tired." *lays down , putting her head on his lap." *seungmin pretending to be annoyed😭* "get up." *shakes head no* *literally never ask again* *5 minutes later and it cuts back to seungmin and kaia* "she fell asleep." *stoic stare* "she must've really been tired." *look down at her* "she stays up all night and wonders why she's so tired." *why does he look so worried* *this is such a cute scene though* *⏭️ another cut* "that's okay , get some sleep" *he gave her his jacket 😭😭😭* *moves her hair out her face* *that smile , she's whipped 🤭*

➩ CLIP #8 PLAYING… 📼 !

jeongin and kaia giving sibling energy ...

"we're here filming for lalalala concept photos , it's the unit photos and im with jeongin." *disgusted face* *aggi bang saw that* "yah, i seen that." *ready to fight* "what" *nawt her trying to play innocent* "both of you" "maknaes serving face 😵‍💫* *⏩ immediately cuts to them fighting again* "your big head is in the way" *offended tiger* "yang jeongin , don't talk about my head." *pouty kaia* "yah, don't be upset." *that cute fox smile* "im sorry, don't be upset." *jeongin actually tries to hug her 😨* "ah our pretty kaia" *smiley kaia* "your head is cute don't worry." *the longest i seen him hug someone , kaia really out here changing men ✊🏼*

( outro. ) kaia really out here doing what all girls want to do CITY GIRLS UP ❗

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hannibalzero · 2 months

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You know what I love? No matter what ship or au. That everyone rolls with the idea that Darth Vader is like the best dad to his twins. Because they are his beloved babies and wants the best for them. Schooling, hobbies, playing or even just talking. Vader is 100% there for them. Even as adults, he’s there for the twins.

Vader allows his children to find their place in the force. He answers their questions about each side. Who better than to ask? Vader even one hell of a sith, can tell them pros and cons of each side. What to expect and what happens when you go to deep.

Yes he 100% hates Han Solo, reminds him of being a cocky young man. Leia deserves better but if his princess likes this stray of a human (assumingely human at least) he will make sure Han Solo would be the type of man Leia needs.

Vader allows Luke to find himself, try being a Jedi and even trains him. What can he say? The light suits his ball of sunshine. But it’s very amusing that Luke has a crush on a Mandalorian and Vader had to explain to his son why it was funny.

To Luke credit he did find it funny too.

Idk this was a rambling line of thoughts.

Just good dad Vader

#star wars #anakin skywalker #luke and leia #luke skywalker #darth vader #leia organa #leia skywalker #headcanon #my writing #ramblings

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rhoorl · 7 months

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Week in Review | September 24

What a week! Luckily everyone around my neck of the woods is healthier and doing well. Hope you are staying healthy too. Thank you to everyone who reached out to check on me this week, Frankie hugs and forehead kisses to you all.

If you are new or haven’t seen my Week in Review posts before, I basically ramble about a bunch of different things. Fic recs are up first followed by some more feral thots (seriously what was in the water this week?! I blame it on the possibility of TF2.). Then I finish off by treating this post like my diary entry for the week and share some things I’ve been up to/looking forward to.

Here we gooo!

Fics I read this week:

Before I get started with my fic recs, I wanted to shout out this list that @frenchiereading put together of authors whose first language is not English. Kudos to all of these talented writers!

Frankie Morales

Third Time's a Charm (AO3 link) by jwritesfanfics - Frankie and reader have been together and broken up twice, will the third time be the charm? This story wrapped up but I finally caught up on the ending and it was everything I wanted.

The Pilot and His Girl by @avastrasposts - I don't want to spoil what happens in the latest chapter but ahhhh this series is just so so good and will be a fixture on this list until it's done.

Frankie’s Way by @morallyinept - This just had so many of my favorite Frankie elements in it - dad Frankie, hot Frankie, and some smut. Also, this would be a great set up to Triple Frontier 2 if (and hopefully when) that happens.

Your Plans & Those Slow Hands by @wildemaven - This was an ode to Frankie’s…well...hands, and what they can do. I’ll leave it at that and let you read it for yourself.

@trulybetty I still haven’t recovered from this …

Joel Miller

Pump by @hyzer34 - In this AU, Joel is a personal trainer and the reader is his latest client. All I’ll say is that if Joel was my personal trainer, I would be a lot more consistent with my gym routine.

Burlesque by @cavillscurls - I caught the first part of this a while ago when I wasn’t as organized, so I was so excited when I stumbled upon part two. Young Joel ™️ met a showgirl in part one and they had a very steamy encounter and in part two he sees her out unexpectedly at a bar. I love Joel in all eras, but Young Joel ™️ really hits the spot for me these days.

@trulybetty answered an ask and we were treated to some Joel fluff.

Javier Peña

It's Never Too Late by @javierpena-inatacvest - I finally caught up and loved the most recent chapter. All I'll say is Javi dressed up as Hans Solo for Halloween was a visual I'll keep in my head for a while. 🥵 Besides that 😆 seeing Javi find happiness and love makes me so happy!

Marcus Pike

Cake by @trulybetty - The Pike Puddle is going to need to be renamed soon because there’s a lot of us and it’s getting deep! I have a real soft spot for Marcus, and this was a great combination of fluff with a little hint of spice.

Agent Ortega

For the Night by @ladamedusoif - So I about lost my damn mind (in a good way) when I watched Pedro in The Sixth Gun and I was so excited to see some fics pop up in record time. I’m already a fan of this writer and their Mr. Ben fic Visiting (go check that one out!), so I was excited to see this story pop up. Agent Ortega was so hot, obviously, and so sweet and I loved that he was paired with a reader who was a little older.

Dieter Bravo

Destiny & Deliverance by @mysterious-moonstruck-musings This story just continues to get better and better even though it’s ripping out my heart in the process. What I love most, besides trying to guess the twists and turns, is the realistic portrayal of how complicated love can be, especially when you’re learning about someone and their history, while also processing your own past traumas (holy run on sentence but this is my stream of consciousness). I want to give Dieter and Talia both the biggest hugs. I also love the companion series Deconstructing Dieter Bravo that popped up which goes a little deeper into the events of the story (note, it has spoilers about the series).

Posts from this week:

Need a laugh while also getting some self-care? @morallyinept had special guest Frankie talk you through some great reminders for taking care of yourself (no pun intended).

Feral corner:

Ok, y’all. The feral corner is going to need to be renamed at the rate we’re going because this week … whew! The feral-ness was on another level. My notification were a hot ass mess so I’m sure I’ve missed some posts but there was just some absolute gold on the feed this week! The prospect of a Triple Frontier sequel is really what made us all absolutely bonkers.

I am proud to have instigated some fun. This is what happens when I pop into an inbox with an ask. I will listen to any TEDTalk @legendary-pink-dot will grace us with, especially related to Frankie. Here’s another fun thread. To those in the Catfish Pond PhD Degree program I see you. Although the school year has started, I’m sure our professor will still allow for late adds to the program!

We also got some lightened up GIFs (courtesey of @grogusmum) of that scene for Narcos. If you haven’t seen these yet, get yourself a cold drink and enjoy.

The combination of gif and words by @intheorangebedroom … phew.

I also appreciated this ask I received from @goodwithcheese - any excuse to talk about the Triple Frontier boys is welcomed! I expanded further in this post (my Pinterest is now overrun with photos of men in gray sweatpants...)

Things I watched:

My husband and I did Baby Movie Swap yesterday (one of us goes to see a movie while the other watches our daughter and then we switch). He saw A Haunting in Venice which he liked, so I definitely am going to see that at some point. I went with my favorite coworker (the one who gave me the Pedro office calendar) to see the Expend4bles. We both have a thing for Jason Statham…long story and lots of inside jokes, but if you haven’t seen Spy you need to, he’s hilarious in it. Was Expend4bles a good movie? No. No it wasn’t. Did we have fun? Absolutely.

Also, I got a little surprise before the previews started and saw Pedro profiled as part of a Hispanic Heritage Month campaign AMC Theaters is doing. My husband went and saw his movie first and when the little profile came up he snapped a few photos and sent them to me lol

Things I'm excited for:

We’re doing some family fun this morning followed by a little date night tonight when my husband and I go back to Halloween Horror Nights so I can shoot my shot at Joel Miller see the TLOU house along with some others. We’re also planning on going next Sunday too (trying to get my money’s worth on the pass I bought).

Also this week, my parents are coming to town for my daughter’s birthday. I can’t believe I’m going to have a two-year-old soon. Wow.

Fic updates:

I had very ambitious plans for the last week but managed to put out Chapter 11 and 12 of Working Title along with a Frankie one-shot, Turbulence. Thank you to everyone who left such amazing feedback. I truly from the bottom of my heart mean it when I say it makes my day to read all of the comments and reblogs 💕 The little community I have found on here means so much to me!

I was having some trouble with the landscapers this week, but don’t fret, Chapter 6 of Delta Landscaping is done and I'm editing it so it should be up early this week.

Thanks as always for reading my ramblings, I hope you have an awesome week!

#rhoorl week in review #rhoorl movie review #rhoorl fic rec #pedro pascal fic

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kedsandtubesocks · 11 months

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Here are some Jack Daniels headcanons I have and I am shaking my fist at the sky because I never thought’d I’d get lassoed in by this cowboy yet HERE I AM!!!!

Also this is for Laura @lowlights for being the best/worst influence yeehaw ♡

I have a feeling he is a Scorpio - intense, loyal, literally can hold a grudge forever but also loves deeply

This man is a dork and I stand by that because yes he’s gorgeous and suave and yeah can take down a small army but the minute you answer a trivia question wrong about the empire strikes back he is correcting you, polite as ever because he’s an gentleman, but he still knows the right answer and even talks about how the scene where r2d2 is in the mud water was shot in George Lucas’ unfinished swimming pool

This makes sense when you see his rare and signed Han Solo vintage card in his home office

Also probably has a rare stamp collection he prides himself in and it’s adorable and you giggle so much because he is dorky and you are honored to see this side of him!!

Likes butter pecan ice cream because it’s a southern staple and his grandma loved it too so it reminds him of her

When he wanders away from you at the supermarket he comes back to your side and pretends he doesn’t know you, still tries to flirt with you and be playful while you are there smiling so big the entire time just trying to ask him what type of cereal he wants

Loves a good elegant wine dinner but when you decided to order in take out late one evening instead of going out Jack gets hit with those deep domestic feelings HARD

Once he comes to terms with his first wife’s death I like to believe he has this little dream where she kind of reassures him that their love is forever but he is allowed to heal and let love surround him again and it’s then that he really understands that yes she is and forever will be his first love but you are his forever love and after that he feels reborn

This is even more intensified when he stays over at your place and you have a self care night with relaxing face masks and your favorite treats and the minute you offer to put a face mask on him he’s done for, literally in the bathroom when you’re not looking he’s already browsing his phone for matching robes for you and him

Gets hooked into any series you are watching, he is immediately asking questions about who is who and very sincerely gasps when a big plot twist comes (also is an absolute sucker for a good rom com)

Has no ability to play any type of video game except Mario kart which he takes seriously too and he always picks Mario because “he’s a classic honey, can’t got wrong with a classic” and you joke about how boring that pick is until he kicks your ass on rainbow road

Loves to help people on airplanes move their luggage up into the overhead bins, he’s also that guy who can make conversation in line with almost anyone even at the DMV

You learn he almost domesticated a raccoon when he was a boy

Jack also loves a good museum date and can be super insightful but also a bit silly and he makes funny faces at paintings or statues to make you laugh

Big fan of 90’s country and specifically I see him as a Brooks & Dunn man cause he for SURE serenades you with their song ‘Brand New Man’ multiple times

also is probably a Willie Nelson fan and has a framed photo of when he met the country singer himself and Jack proudly tells the story of how they met any time someone comes over and the moment he decides he’s gonna marry you is when you jokingly prove you can repeat the story word for word

His dream is to one day meet Dolly Parton

LOVES to cuddle!!!

Loves dogs of course but when you care for a scared kitten you find under his truck on a rainy night Jack becomes a complete cat dad and even gets the cat a small little cowboy hat that makes him bust out laughing every time the cat wears it

Is a sucker for candles

Isn’t much of a beach guy but would sit in a lazy river for hours

Once you say yes to his proposal he carves your initials with his into a tree on his family’s property and on the day you get married of course shows it to you (you can’t help but cry of course and he does too)

He finds a left over empty bag or wrapper of your favorite snack in his suitcase when he’s on an away mission and calls you crying a bit drunk because he misses you and thinks you left that for him as a reminder that you’re always with him and you’re like ‘no baby that just means we need to clean our suitcases better’

Gets his wedding ring with your birthstone in it

#he is ridiculous and I want to smack him with a pool floatie while also sing geroge strait together #also Laura thank you for all you do you are an angel #Jack 🤎#Jack Daniels x reader #long post

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theold-ultraviolence · 1 year

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Hey girl hey! May I please request a ficlet for “Underneath It All” for Kylo?

Underneath It All • Modern!Kylo Ren x reader

Summary: Your friends don't understand what you see in Kylo Ren, Han's son from Millenium Falcon Repairs. Song prompt: Underneath it All by No Doubt. • 2023 Vday ficlet fest masterlist

“I just can’t believe you’re with him!” One of your friends exclaims while slurping on her drink. “I mean – Kylo!? Han’s son?"

“Yeah, what do you see in him!?”

“You can’t see anything underneath the grease! And does he only wear black?” Another one of your friends says before the third one of the group cuts –

“ – Does he even smile!?”

You roll your eyes, focusing instead on swirling around the melting cubes of ice in your own drink.

You see the colors in me like no one else

And behind your dark glasses you're

You're something else

You’ve heard this song before and frankly it’s getting annoying – it’s precisely why you refrain from sharing anything about your relationship, ever. He only came into the conversation because it’s valentine’s day, and you agreed to go out for lunch with your friends before your date with your boyfriend later tonight.

Kylo was…well, he's from a different planet than the rest of your friends. They’re all preppy and prissy and, come to think of it, you don’t really have that much in common outside of your classes at college. Meanwhile, Kylo is a whirlwing of a man, unpredictable and loud. You’re right in between worlds, but you longed for your friends to see the good man that Kylo is underneath the mask that he puts on for the world.

You know some real bad tricks

And you need some discipline

But, lately you've been trying real hard

And giving me your best

You’d started properly dating a year ago, but you’d known him for far longer, as your car was an ancient relic that always got you into trouble, but luckily you could always count on Han Solo – a sort of a local legend around town – to fix any and all problems in the blink of an eye.

Kylo has been working on his pop’s for as long as you can remember. The very first time you found yourself in Millenium Falcon Repairs, he’d caught your attention because he was loudly bickering with his cousin Rey, until he came to a halt upon seeing you. You were only a customer, but later Kylo confided in you that you’d come in like literal starlight on that evening, and had brightened up his otherwise hateful day.

I've seen right through and underneath

And you make me better

I've seen right through and underneath

While the rest – even his own dad – focused on him being a problematic kid, always dressed up in band tees and ripped jeans underneath his dirty work overalls, or him having anger issues and being to volatile, it was his soulful honeyed eyes that revealed far much than what one could gather from a single glance at his exterior.

When you hung out with him at the shop, waiting for him to finish up a shift before going out on dates, he always defended you when the men waiting for their car to be fixed kept ogling at you. He’d even gotten bloody knuckles for punching a guy once, and worse – a scar that now traversed the left side of his face, from when another man tried to feel you up.

I've seen right through and underneath

And you make me better

I've seen right through and underneath

Yes, he’s moody edgy, but he also handles you with a delicacy you wouldn’t imagine from a mechanic. He touches you with the same precise care with which he handles his tools when working on his own cars. He’s sensitive and funny and so generous with his affection, despite his brooding appearance.

And you love him.

Which is why you huff with annoyance now, and finally put down your drink with enough force to quiet your friends that now stare at you incredulously.

“Listen! There’s an underside to him that you just don’t care to see, but I adore him. Despite his temper, he’s so good. He’s good for me. I won’t stand for him to be bad-mouthed like this, he doesn’t deserve it.”

You shake your head and look away, trying to ease your own temper, and smile when you see his black Silencer truck pulling up on the curve outside of the coffee shop you’re in.

“I gotta go! My boyfriend’s here.” You sneer at them – who’re trying to get a peak at Kylo through the windows of his truck to try and confirm you were all talking about the same person. They still don’t get it. But that’s their loss.

Kylo’s in his sunglasses and black leather jacket, grinning as soon as you sit on the passenger seat before resting his hand on your thigh as he drives. “How was lunch?”

You melt instantly from his deep timbre of voice, and tenderly intertwine your fingers with his. “Meh, same as always. I’m just excited to be going on our date now.”

He nods and squeezes your hand in reply. You gaze towards him, lovingly, and when he catches you, he snorts and flushes a little bit, “what’s that?”

“You’re really lovely, Kylo. Underneath it all…”

He meets your gaze with a glint of pure love and gratitude in his bourbon eyes.

You wouldn’t change a thing about Kylo. Because he’s truly something else, underneath it all.

And he’s all yours.

A/N: FRIEND AHHH thank you so much for sending in two requests!! I really enjoyed driving for Kylo again!! I realized I rarely did it and he's super interesting to explore. Also, EXCELLENT choice, I was hoping someone would request this and you came through! happy valentine's day! x

#kylo ren #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren x you #modern!kylo ren #modern au #kylo ren fanfiction #reader insert #reader insert fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #gender neutral reader #vday ficlet fest #my writing

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