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{SHE/HER} 18/ Trying to quench my thurst for my long haired men. Requests are open!!

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Eyes Ch.3- Ben

A/N: this is literally one of those awkward parts of the whole story with no real plot other than feelings coming up and juicy flashbacks. I’m not personally as proud of this one as I could be. But it’s getting me where I need to be for the next chapter so I hope you like it!!

Warnings: None really. Hux getting hurt, some yelling, and a few curses words

Word count: 3,292?

Your outfit link:    https://goblinthreads.tumblr.com/post/169280036628/crowrunner-subzero-stealthing-deep-in-enemy

The one he gave you:    https://tenebris-studio.tumblr.com/post/169394086516/crowrunner-star-chancellor-of-the-first 

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Before you had started training to become a Jedi you didn’t have many friends. You had your father and mother who cared for you 24/7. You thought of them as your best friends, and when you met other kids in the village you didn’t get along with them very well. You didn’t know why you just didn’t.

But now your life changed. Then Ben came along. Soon as you met something clicked. Ben wasn’t like any other person that you’ve never met, he was caring, and he didn’t deal with anybody’s crap, he wouldn’t lie to you, in some ways he was who you had to thank.  He was one of the reasons why you are the person you are. 

You went into training being told that friends make you weak. Yes, you thought. You were probably told this so that you would not rank high. But that was far from right. You found a friend, and that only made you stronger in many different ways. 

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Eyes Chapter 2- Why?

Summary: You can’t help but to miss him. But you have to hide these feelings that keep coming up. He keeps trying to break you, but you won’t let that happen. No matter how much you miss him, you could never accept this is your Ben. Never.

A/N: let’s be honest here. I really, really, really. Like this chapter. Although its kinds all over the place. I personally believe it is much better than my last one. But I’ll leave that for you to decide. For this chapter, I would like to say that I got some ideas from reading one of my favorite Kylo fics “béte noire” By @moonlightsolo. So yeah I really hope you enjoy it. And as always feedback more than welcome. Also feel free to message me if you want to be tagged!

Word count: 3,734

Warnings: Nut Much, sad flashbacks, One abuse scene (not mentioned in-depth), Talk of blood

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Your parents had let you be taken by Luke Skywalker to train with a handful of others. Jedi training, they called it. You had not been as interested as they wanted you to be. In your defense, you didn’t much understand what a Jedi is. Nor had you ever seen one in your life before. But it didn’t sound like something you could see yourself ever doing. 

One day you went with your father to trade and you saw it. A ship, a beautiful ship. Exiting the ship was a pilot. Your father saw it too. He pointed out the logo the pilot was wearing on his helmet and the Orange suit. “That,” he said, “That is a resistance pilot, and if you were to become a Jedi, you might even get the chance of working with them.” 

You ran up to the ship. Admiring it. Wondering what it would be like to pilot one. 

“You not going to scrap my ship are you little lady?” The pilot asked you snickering.

You jump back. “Nu- No, I’m sorry sir. I was just looking.” you stammered.

“Do you know what it is?” he asked. You shook your head, “Yes, its a ship!”

“Ha. Not just any ship this is a T-85 X-Wing. She is a beauty, isn’t she?” 

“Yes, I like your helmet…what’s that picture?”You ask.

“That’s the Resistance Crest. Do you wanna wear my helmet?”

“Yes, please.” He then proceeds to put the helmet over your head.”Hahaha, Its a little too big for me I think.” you giggle as it droops over your small head.

“Maybe just a little bit” he laughed, “But hey, you look like a real pilot now”

Then you heard your father calling your name.

“(y/n)? Where did you go?”

“I’m over here daddy! Look at me I’m a real pilot now!!!”

“Haha yeah, you silly girl. You sure do look like one. But its time to go home to mommy now. Say thank you to Mr.Pilot.” Your father told you.

You take off the helmet and hand it to him. “ Thank you Mr.Pilot sir. One day imma be a Jedi, and work with people like you.” You thanked him. And waived your goodbyes. 

You knew from day one that you wanted to join the Resistance. Not just the Resistance, but you wanted to become a Master Jedi.

Soon there you were, being trained by one of the best Jedi masters. Of course, you were thankful. After all, not everyone is like you.

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Eyes

Summary: You know those eyes, you know you do. You cant place them to a name or a face, but you are sure you know them. He spared your life because of the one look you gave him. You could never understand why. Neither could he. You wanted to get back to your injured family. But he brought you on board. Why?

A/N: Hello!!! Before going into this intro there are a few people who I want to say thank you to @underratedcharactersimagines, @impulsiveclown, @ch4nn3lorange and @itsaconquestofimagination these people inspired me with their work to make my very own (*psst* that means you should go follow them)Thank you so much, guys!!! Ok, so getting to the point. This is my first ever fanfic. I definitely had some trouble writing it but I can say that I am very happy with the way it has come out. So with that in mind, I really hope you do enjoy my writing. I would love it if anyone who does read it could give me some feedback on things I could improve on and things I should keep doing. I also want you to know before reading that This specific fic I am going to be splitting into “chapters” and asking from there what I should add and keep, or whatnot. Thank you for your patience, and most importantly reading my work. Thank you lots.

Warnings: death of family member, degrading, lots of Kylo anger, angst 

Word count: 2,620

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Tuanul. A rural settlement in Jakku. You were born there on Jakku to two loving parents, and your younger twin brothers. You were always aware that not many people had the chance to have their families not just here in Jakku but also throughout the galaxy. Your village meant everything to you, even if you could sense the energy stirring among the people, especially in your family. It was just another Sunday morning. You wake up to your little brothers jumping on top of you like they do every morning. You happened to be lucky they woke you up when they did because you were having a nightmare. Again. The same one you always have. 

It always starts with you in the dark. All you see is grey and black all around you. You can clearly see that you are in some sort of room. Its square, with two doors across the room from one another. There’s a bed fit for one person, next to that there is a nightstand. There is also a fake green plant and a desk in the room. This is strange to you. You have never seen this place in your life. Yet you feel comfortable here like you belong. Then all of the sudden you start to feel weird energy not only in you’re body but pulsing in the room around you. Then you hear heavy footsteps on the grey tile floor. But there is nothing from inside of the rood making that noise, you soon hear a knock on one of the doors, and it begins to open. 

But as soon as it the figure appears by the door, it’s gone and you’re awake.  

You sit up in your cot and tickle your brothers Mikey and Colby in a surprise attack. Their laughs always make you feel full, better as if nothing else in the galaxy could ever make you happier than the two boys that are right in front of you. You grab your thin blanket and wrap the two up in a ball and continue to tickle them. 

“Heyy!! That tickles (Y/N) stop it,” Mikey cackled. As you tickle him.

“Mikey! That’s what tickles are for, to tickle you silly!” Colby giggled jumping on the bed excitingly. 

“Oh don’t you think our free from the tickle monster little squirt,” you say to Colby as you get ready for another jump attack. 

But you are cut off by your mother who was walking in to get the boys ready for the day. “Now what do you think you little monsters are doing?” she asks.

“(y/n) was playing tickle monster with us, mommy! Do you wanna join too?” Mikey squealed.

“Oh you boys know I would love to, but, we gotta get ready for the day ok. Maybe if you ask your sister she will play with you boys after gathering,” Your mom suggested to the boys. Who got overly excited and tackled you to the ground begging you to play with them after you got done gathering.

Of course, you agreed “Sounds like a plan to me,” you said hugging them both.

“Promise?” Mikey asked you sticking out his pinky. “I promise,” you assured him and pinky swore on it.

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[rainbowacadamy]

a lil takeover

Okay so a few years ago my best friend passed away and she was really big with writing fic so I wanted to make this account to continue her writings! It was something I know she was actually very passionate about and that is another reason I would like to continue for her. 

I’m also going to sign into her account and repost this there so that the people that followed her if they would like to hear a finished story and or ask for more I can do that and give people the content she wanted out there. I also will reach out to the people she regularly talked to. 

and also this is NOT me taking all her content I’m finishing work she left. she has a journal of outlines I will be following how she planned it to come out. after i finish her story’s she wanted published then I’m going to continue with my own work.

[damnrightobsessedwithim]

To those of you who talked to Mataya, I am sorry. I am her sister. I had a very good relationship with her. Some would say I was closest.

I'm sorry that this came out as late as it did. 2 weeks ago Mataya committed suicide. She had been going through so much at home, at school, between people she knew.

I'm not going to say how it happened nor will I include any information.

For her Tumblr was a way to get out of the world. She loved to read and write about these specific people, she loved it maybe even a little too much.

She actually have five finished FanFictions that she wrote for y'all. I will be posting them in honor of her on this page throughout the next few weeks.

I really hope you like what she finished because I did.

And lastly I want to say how thankful I am for all of you who follow her. You like my work you wanted to read more of her work. I just wish we could have seen that sooner.

I love you Mataya

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[sleepy-darling]

try ALL of everyone.

[damnrightobsessedwithim]

For some fucking reason latley ive been thinking Severus Snape is hella sexy and now i cant get that out of my head.

Like...

Where the fuck did this random hormonal surge of me being attracted to hella old men come from?

[damnrightobsessedwithim]

I got bored and did a thing. ( I am aware that it's a Harley's shirt with Joker makeup) dont judge

[damnrightobsessedwithim]

Appreciation post

listen i understand there were many many sad “deaths” or becoming one with the force scenes in Star wars. 

BUT

Why don’t we talk about the Hux death scene....That man although a dumb-ass was a great character and a sexy man.

[promptdumpster]

Me, the writer: “I should write the whole story before I post it.”

Also me, the writer: “Let’s post the first chapter now although I don’t how to continue the story.”

[damnrightobsessedwithim]

why is this me?

[damnrightobsessedwithim]

mmmmm......Arthur

just the thought of him gives me butterflies. 

[damnrightobsessedwithim]

why does Artie in this specific sweater make me get butterflies? Is this just me?

[damnrightobsessedwithim]

SOMEONE PLEASE

i need someone to write me a knife kink fic......like idfk who.....it just needs to happen....and if you do.....@ me!!!

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NEW UPDATE

Im alive. I wish I was not. But I am. Please forgive me for being gone. I don’t know how to say this but imma be straight with y’all because i have no one else to tell. (and please don’t make a big deal about it)

I have major depression.

Depression is not me being lazy, ungrateful or selfish. This is me dealing, sometimes suffering, with depression. This is my demon running its black toxins through my head, poisoning my thoughts and feelings.

Depression is not an emotion, it's an illness.

Depression is a weight that holds me down, always present and demanding of all my time. It is a shadow that looms in the back of my mind, always taunting and jabbing and trying to tear me down. Some days, I just have thicker skin. And then sometimes, I feel like my depression is drowning me. It’s wading in an ocean of poison and I can barely catch my breath before I’m dragged back under. 

From an outsider’s point of view, sure, they would be able to see the positive things going on in your life. However, when depression strikes, for me at least, it feels like a part of my brain has turned off the switch to be able to enjoy things. If it's really bad, I'm unable to see the light at the end of the tunnel with whatever I'm dealing with. I can also feel like a shell of a person sometimes. It's as if my brain has temporarily sucked up my personality and misplaced it somewhere else. I'm there but not there at the same time.

I don't choose depression. My depression is always forcing me to watch its fake "reality" tale about how my life will always be rubbish, dark, etc and how I'm worthless. Sometimes I can fight it off, but other times it can catch me off guard and I believe it for a while. Depression, by the way, is one hell of a liar.

Sometimes I go back to what happened to me , I only see it in black, grey and white.What does it feel like? It feels like a very boring presentation about something I've never been remotely interested in. Then afterward my world is spinning and I have to struggle to get a grasp of what goes on.

Depression is one of the worst things I have ever experienced.

I tried to kill myself....Again....For the 6th time last week. scars are still healing. but i got “help” (if thats what you wanna call it)

I dont wanna blame depression but I am tempted.

But its really because i hate myself. Everything about myself. No one could ever hate me as much as I hate myself. So any mean thing someone’s gonna think of to say about me, I’ve already said to me, about me, probably in the last half hour!!!!!

So I am sorry to those of you waiting for Fic. But I cant Right now. I dont need to get stressed about the writing. it wont help. Or stressed about if yall are even gonna like it. I just need acceptance and people who really want me. Because right now i dont have that and my life is going down fast.

I tried to do what i normally do. But even now for some odd reason not even thinking of Arthur helps. I tried writing myself a letter as Arthur, but i knew it was me and those were my words so no, didnt help.

Sorry to go all emotional on yall but im mad ,sad, all of the above actually. 

[juan-the-gecko]

When women want to fuck monsters:

When men want to fuck monsters:

Conclusion: men are fucking cowards.

[tolkienteacher]

I laughed out loud in the middle of a staff meeting.

[aggro-kawaii-deactivated2022111]

I have yet to see a “not all men” and I’m surprised. 

[kaasknot]

via @trillgutterbug

[nassadii]

[lady-feral]

Yuuuuuuup

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PERIOTTT

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How are you doing tag game!

@ridiculousnerd thank you so much girly!!

How has your day been?

My day's been fine I guess pretty boring it's my dog's birthday tho!

What was the last thing that made you smile?

Getting my paycheck.

What is keeping you entertained these days?

Well that is a good question!! Definitely reading fanfiction and having a ton of friends around. I've also been watching a bunch of movies over again. I watch The Joker movie again for like the thousandth time, that always keeps me busy

If you're in some sort of quarantine or isolation situation is there anything you would like to achieve during this time?

I...I don't know. I think I probably should have something that I would like to achieve but at the same time....nah

Post a selfie you're comfortable with.

Lmao I'm the one with black hair

Imma tag: @rollerdiscodiva @itsaconquestofimagination @impulsiveclown @ch4nn3lorange @ithinkimaperson @superdriver @driverdaily @ajokeformur-ray @arthurflecksgirl @jokerflecker

And anyone else who wants to

[heughan]

MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU 

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