99% of my fics take place in beds now...everyone is sleepin. cozy and cuddling who needs the outside world! not the characters in my fics I’ll tell ya that much
Just a heads up, I’m gonna be closing requests for the time being so I can catch up with everything in my ask box!! It’ll only be for a couple days tho
It’s early, you don’t know exactly what time it is but the light streaming in past the window blinds is the only sign you need to know that you should’ve been up hours ago.
Your eyes are still closed when you reach out your arm to feel for your girlfriend, the mattress is warm but you don’t feel her there, and when you open your eyes she’s nowhere in sight. Last night was on of those nights - when Jyn just can’t keep her hands off of you, when she has you reaching that euphoric high over and over again until you’re left with starry eyes and ringing ears.
Rolling onto your back, you smile sleepily at the small bruises that pepper up your thighs; and you can still feel her touch on you, the way her fingers curl into your hair, how she’ll lick her lips when coming up from between your thighs just to kiss you back into your dizzy headed bliss.
“Hey,”
You jump at the sudden sound of Jyn’s voice, she’s coming out of the bathroom with her messy bed hair and sleepy eyes, clothed in nothing but a shirt and, wait-
“Is that my shirt?” you ask, tugging at the hem of the navy blue fabric when she reaches the bed, knee resting at the edge of the mattress.
Jyn laughs under her breath, turning her head to look out the window but you know her, you know that she’s avoiding eye contact because the thought of you seeing her blush like this is embarrassing for her.
“Yeah, I would say sorry, but-” she brings her other knee up onto the mattress, falling down right beside you, “I’m not.”
You laugh and she tucks a strand of tangled hair behind your ear, and her smile is so beautiful that you can’t stop the butterflies that tickle at your insides. That blush is still painting her cheeks, and you’re blushing too because you always get flustered when she’s this close - even when it’s just the smallest of touches she has you melting in a puddle of goo. You can’t believe how amazing she looks in only your shirt and nothing else, it’s sort of silly, really. How seeing the love of your life dressed in your clothes can have so many emotions swirling around in your chest.
Scooching yourself closer, your hand rests on her waist and she lightly gasps at the feeling, and you want to kiss her, want her out of that shirt despite the fact that it looks so perfect on her but your eyes are closing, sleep still calling your name and when Jyn pulls you into her chest, you’re already deep into another world.
Something New
Bodhi Rook x Reader
Word Count: 1,315
Description: Bodhi is a shy bundle of nerves with a confession to make
It's colder out than you're used to, hands finding solace in your jacket but it's not heavy enough to keep you warm tonight, the chilled wind nipping at your reddened cheeks in such a way that has you clenching your jaw out of frustration.
Bodhi is quiet beside you, lost in his own thoughts because your past conversation died down minutes ago, leaving the two of you in a comfortable silence. He's cold too, you can tell by the way he rubs his hands together, from the way his brows crease whenever up the wind picks up and whips him right in the face. He's freezing, but he hasn't given off a single hint that he's ready to head back inside for the night, and you're starting to believe that this isn't your usual nightly hangout because if it was there'd be more jokes, more talking and friendly touching. The only topic of conversation for the night had been when he asked you how your day went, but seeing as it was painfully uneventful, there really wasn't much to say.
Something's wrong.
You sigh, breath coming out with a visible puff as you sadly remove your hand from your jacket so you can zip it up for extra warmth, and when Bodhi glances down at you he laughs.
"Do not stand there and tell me your face isn't completely numb, Bodhi."
He laughs again, it's soft and low in his chest and that warmth you so longed for is spreading to your cheeks when he smiles down at you, gorgeous brown eyes practically glowing in the light from the stars.
Bodhi looks away, as do you and there's another moment of silence before you're yawning so widely that you swear your jaw is about to crack,
"I can barely keep my eyes open," you complain, legs weak and your body is starting to feel ridiculously heavy as time passes, "I think I'm gonna head back in for the night."
You bump shoulders with him before turning to head inside to your sleeping quarters, but then there's a hand grabbing onto your arm as gently as possible, and despite the freezing cold, just the smallest of touches brings so much warmth - the heat from his body sending your heart race skyrocketing and you're praying to the stars that he won't let go.
Turning back around, you glance up at him and his entire demeanor has changed. There's a look in his eye that's borderline panic, that light hold on your arm tightening slightly and you're taken back for a moment when he speaks.
"Please don't go- not yet." his voice wavers a bit, almost desperate for you to stay.
You nod in understanding, small concerned smile on your face. His grip on you fades until it's no more, fingers tracing down your forearm until your left with nothing but the cool wind and blush on your cheeks.
"Aren't you tired?" your worry for him is obvious from the tone of your voice, you hope Bodhi knows how much he means to you.
"Yeah, I just-" Bodhi cuts off the sentence with a frustrated sigh, running a hand through the tangled locks of his hair in attempt to keep it out of his face, "Last night was, uh, pretty rough."
Your chest tightens at this - the thought of Bodhi all alone in the middle of the night, his never ending nightmares denying him the shortest bit of sleep. He doesn't deserve this, you think, and there's a subtle anger that begins to bubble in your chest, cursing the Galaxy because Bodhi is one of - if not the most, sweetest and most caring people you have ever come across in your short lifetime.
He deserves so much more, so much better.
You don't realize that you've gone silent until he speaks up again, a hint of something in his voice that you can't quite pinpoint, but it awakens something inside of you- and when you grab his hand, fingers perfectly laced together, his eyes soften.
"After everything that's happened, after everyone we've lost, when I'm with you, I-" Bodhi cuts himself off again, swallowing his nerves down before sighing once more, "When we're together, I feel like everything is okay for once; like everything is right."
Bodhi's grip on your hand noticeably grows firmer and you can tell that he's nervous from the way he shifts his weight from one foot to the other, from the way he rubs at the dark stubble of facial hair you've grown so fond of. His hand is becoming sweaty and honestly, so is is your own because now he's looking down at you, lips parted and eyes almost black from the way his pupils have taken over.
You don't know what to say, you're not good in situations like this, not good with words and the seriousness of other people's emotions, and so you do the one thing that feels right - you hug him.
Bodhi is surprised by the sudden press of your body against his, but when you stand on the tips of your toes and your arms wrap around his neck, he visibly relaxes, arms snaking around your waist to pull you in closer - to share the comforting embrace that has his heart racing so hard that he's so incredibly embarrassed over the fact that you can without a doubt feel it from the way your chests are pressed together.
With your face pressed against his chest, you can feel the way his breath tickles at the tip of your ear, and when his fingers trail up your spine you're practically lightheaded.
You don't know who the first one to pull away is, but it doesn't matter because that glimmer of something beautiful is shining in his eyes, hands falling from your waist to your hips. His touch is hesitant and cautious, still so anxious and unsure of what's happening - of what the two of you are to each other in this moment, and what's to come.
You can't stop your gaze from falling to his lips, the way they part so beautifully from the how his breathing is beginning to pick up, nerves twisting up in his belly and he must get the hint, because now he's leaning in, closer and closer,
He moves slowly - though fast enough that when he reaches out to cradle your jaw, you miss the way his hand trembles at the thought of finally being this close to you.
Bodhi lets his lips meet yours, and your world explodes.
He's so hesitant, the kiss is so soft that it's almost just a gentle brush of his lips, but you want more - need more. Your hand is grabbing onto the back of his neck, careful as to not push him too far, but the moment your fingers tangle in his hair, he's all yours. Bodhi kisses you harder, more confidently and you can't think anymore, the blood in your veins suddenly so very hot and all you want is more - more of Bodhi, more of him pressed up against you and when you nip at his bottom lip, you swear you hear him choke back a moan.
The kiss ends, and the smile that breaks across your face is almost embarrassing.
Bodhi laughs, pink cheeks and wet lips taking your breath away and the second that dreamy laugh meets your ears you know you're already in too deep, but fuck you swear that if you look down at your feet right now that they wouldn't even be on the ground because you feel so light and happy, completely enamored with the man in front of you.
"Stay with me," he asks, pulling you close to rest his forehead against yours, "just a little bit longer."
The next kiss you press to his lips is enough to let Bodhi know that you'll never leave him.
I love writing for the rogue one characters but I’ve only seen it once so I’m like...terrified when it comes to writing dialogue for them so please bear with me lmao
hey can you write bodhi x reader's first kiss? im trying to get a hold of bodhi's character. he looks shy and anxious sometimes but he's so brave and sure other times!
YES this is so cute I’m def going to try to right this tonight! all I wanna do is write about bodhi now lmao
Description: You’re exhausted and desperate for a second of sleep, but once Bodhi starts kissing you, the need to rest is the last thing on your mind.
You don't know what time it is, but you're tired.
He's finally with you, in bed underneath the covers and in your arms. Bodhi's head is on your chest, arm lazily slung over your middle and you can't help but let your fingers run through his hair, fingertips delicately running against his shaved undercut and he hums sleepily at the affectionate touch.
"You like that?"
The question is meant to tease him but the exhaustion that weighs so heavily on you takes over, and you yawn when he hums once again in approval.
And so you go back to doing just that, fingers tracing circles against his shaved scalp, and you can feel his breath fan against the slope of your neck, it's warm and comforting and he tightens his grip around your waist to pull you closer- the warmth of his body heat feels so amazing in the coldness of the night and your hand stills, heavy eyelids slowly falling shut and you're on the verge of sleep, so close to that blissful nothing but then-
Bodhi is kissing your neck.
It's a simple gesture at first, just a soft brush of his lips that you barely feel, but he doesn't stop, the kisses growing firmer and more needy by the second and your head tilts to the side to allow him more access to continue. Bodhi's hand moves from your waist, his touch fire-hot as his hand sneaks up past the hem of your sleeping shirt, his fingers trailing up between the valley of your breasts and you suck in a sharp breath once you feel his teeth nip at your skin, the roughness of his facial hair scraping against your skin, causing a shiver up your spine and a tightness in your belly.
The hand in his hair tightens, fingers curling into a tight grip as you pull his head upwards and away from your neck - breath catching in your throat at the sight of him, how the brown of his eyes is almost completely blackened from the way his pupils have blown, and when he finally kisses you all you can do is sigh and squeeze your thighs together because every little thing about Bodhi has you swooning to no end.
You've kissed him countless times throughout the year of your romantic relationship, but you swear every kiss feels like the first - he's hesitant and gentle when he starts but he doesn't pull away, he sets the perfect pace for the moment and sticks with it.
His lips mold against your own oh so perfectly, and it's slow and hazy and you're still a little sleepy but then he takes your bottom lip between his teeth, parts your thighs with a touch of his knee and you're gasping at the sensation of Bodhi being so close to where you need him- so close but still so far and you tug at his roots again, and he groans against your mouth, smirk taking over his lips as he pulls away for a short breath.
And then he gazes down at you, lips slick with spit and he has that beautiful, memorizing twinkle in his eye that had you falling in love with him in the first place.
Bodhi leans in again, this time kissing from your cheek, to your jaw, and then back down to your neck and you swallow thickly at the sensation of his tongue flicking out to tease your heated skin. You're falling into a dizzying haze of lust and it's so fucking incredible and when he runs a hand up your thigh, fingers ghosting over your clit through the fabric of your shorts, you simultaneously groan and gasp at once and he has to conceal his laughter with a bow of his head,
"You like that?" he asks, same as you had just moments ago and he has you breaking into a smile now, with flushed cheeks and heavy breath and your chest swells with nothing but pure love for the man above you.
You're not too sure what time it is, but you couldn't care less.
literally everyday I think about writing and how excited I am to write but then once nighttime hits and I open my laptop my brain just quits on me. I don’t even know who I am I can’t remember my own name
Rey x female reader with maybe an x wing pilot reader that is totally head over heels Lots of fluff and adorableness (Also I love you're writing so much)
a really flirty and playful jyn x fem reader fic with lots of fluff and kissing? :)
I’ll add it to my list!! rogue one is such an angsty depressing movie and jyn was pissed off and sad the entire time lmao so writing her where she’s happy is like...a lil difficult because i stress about trying to keep her as in character as i can but! I’ll def write this for you
okay so I’m gonna start that bodhi request and hopefully have it up sometime tonight!! I really wanna write something for rey too so if anyone has any requests for her please send em in!!
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