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I'm obsessed with Arcane season 2. May take a couple request, especially for Vi and Sevika omfg

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So...

I may or may not be working on some fics related to some Star wars girls...

And i may open request again (after a whole ass year of not writing anything at all)

Would any of you be interested?

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I JUST FINISHED THE AHSOKA SERIES! I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS AND YET SO MANY QUESTIONS AHSIDKDK

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One last time (Reva x Jedi!Reader)

Summary: You and Reva knew since childhood. After the events of Order 66, Reva became an Inquisitor and was forced to hunt you... But she let you go once.

Could she kill you this second time around? Or would she let you go again?

Word count: 1,634

A/N: Too many things to say, I'll make it fast. First things first, hi, I'm happy to be writing again and even happier to see your support after all that inactive time!! Second, this fic's inspired by a chapter of Claudia Gray's "Lost Stars" so if you see resemblance that's why. Third, I know we still don't know much about Reva's past but this is a fic sir, let me have this. When I saw Reva I just knew i had to write this. Hopefully I'll write more of her soon. Finally, I'm a bit rusty. Please allow some mistakes and weirdness. Thank you for reading!!!!

"I thought I made myself clear when I told you to leave this planet." You heard a familiar voice behind you.

Felt the commanding presence behind you and her caped figure standing on the doorway of your rather tiny hut, covering the last rays of daylight.

“It’s nice to see you too, Reva.” you told her after taking a sip of the drink in front of you.

"I gave you a warning.” Reva growled, her tone a bit louder and angrier. “You should have listened to it."

“I know.” you murmured, finally turning around to face her. The Third Sister was standing a few feet away from you. Her strong presence and the double lightsaber on her hand would intimidate anyone but not you. Or at least not as much. "I thought you understood that I can't leave them, Reva."

Reva and you were close back at the Jedi Temple, when the Republic was still a thing. After Order 66 you ran away together and as you grew older, you two became so much more closer. But decided it was safer to be separated, so you parted ways.

Years later, Reva became an avid Inquisitor and her endless search for Master Kenobi led her to find you hiding in a small village of Dantooine. But when the moment came she couldn't do it. She couldn't kill you.

"There's been dozens of reports about a force user in this village. You know I have to report you, Y/N” The Inquisitor walked closer to you, examining every detail of your face, now mere inches away from hers. “No, I have to take you back with me.” she corrected herself. “And even if I don't, one of them will.”

Was that anger or concern in her voice? You couldn’t tell, but there was definitely conflict on her face.

“You have to leave, Y/N.” She commanded.

“I can’t.” You told her as confidently as you could. “These people need my help.”

“No. They don’t!” she cut you off. “They were perfectly fine without you and they will be fine when you’re gone.”

Dantooine, as most of the planets in the Outer Rim, was not a big point of interest for the Empire, but it was for pirates and mercenaries looking for easy credits and targeted small villages like the one you lived in. You had helped its inhabitants by protecting them against pirates but you were sure if you left they’d come back.

“If I go, these people have no chance against pirates.” you told Reva. “I don’t think you understand how much they need someone who can protect them.”

“It doesn’t have to be you, Y/N!” Reva was angry again. She slammed her hand on the small table behind you, making you flinch.

The Third Sister left your side and started walking around your hut. There was not much to see, the small hut was only decorated with a bed, a small table and a couple storage crates but you knew she was only doing it to avoid your gaze.

You decided to break the silence between the two of you.

“You could stay here, Reva.” you murmured.

You had this argument a long time ago, both of you knew neither would win this fight.

“Or maybe you could listen to me for once and get the hell out of this planet.” She answered with a cold tone, still not looking at you. “Otherwise, I’ll have to kill you. I will kill you, Y/N.” She said. She was right. Reva had to kill you or it’d be worse for her. The Grand Inquisitor was not a forgiving man and only the Force knew what would happen to Reva if she came back empty handed.

The room fell silent again.

Carefully, you walked up to her side.

"You look tired." You muttered, your hand carefully reaching to brush the side of her face. Even after these years it was still shocking to see how much she had changed. “What are they doing to you?"

Reva flinched a bit, unused to this simple gesture, yet, she relaxed a bit just because it was you and she knew you wouldn’t hurt her.

"This is serious, Y/N" she said, the tone of her voice less commanding and tense but rather soft and worried. "I don't want them to hurt you. I don't want to hurt you."

"What do you want, then?" you questioned.

Reva’s eyes finally caught yours and in them you saw the pain she had been through all those years you were apart. But also all the longing she had accumulated since the last time you saw each other.

"I want you." she barely whispered before capturing your lips in a gentle kiss, too gentle coming from the fierce Inquisitor.

But soon it became deeper, demanding.

You hadn’t realized how much you’ve missed Reva’s touch until she had you hypnotized with her kisses, pulling your body closer to her. Your hands traveled over her armor-covered body, already wanting to set her free of the Inquisitor uniform just like you had done once, a few years before.

For the rest of the night you forgot about the existence of everything outside the four walls of the tiny hut. There was no Jedi or Empire, you weren't a runaway jedi and an Inquisitor, it was just Reva and you, loving one another.

Later that night you found yourself admiring Reva’s features, softened by the moonlight that slipped through the window.

"There's no way I can persuade you to stay, is there?" You asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

Reva’s eyes saddened at your question. “I’m afraid no.” she whispered.

You knew it wasn’t because she didn’t want to, but rather because she couldn’t. They would come after her.

"Are you going to turn me in?" you continued.

"No."

"But you're going to report me." you said. You got confirmation when she avoided your eyes and then turned her whole body away from you, she seated at the end of the bed.

"I have to.” Reva muttered.

"I understand"

You did. You couldn't imagine what terrible things would happen to her if she didn't at least report you. Hell, she had put herself at risk already by letting you go the first time and this second time around.

"Reva,” gently you called her name as you carefully approached her, wrapping your arms around her naked back. “Forget about it for now, just… be here with me tonight.” you let a single soft kiss on her shoulder.

She thought about it for a moment. She had to go back to the Fortress, go back to being the Third Sister… but she didn’t want to leave you. Again.

But she just had to. Her life and yours depended on that. But… it could wait until the next morning.

“That I can do.” she gave you a genuine smile before turning to face you and stealing a new kiss. And then another. And then you were making love once again.

The night with Reva was one of the sweetest in your life. Just being able to have her by your side made you find the peace you couldn’t find, no matter how hard you tried to find it.

The next morning, however, wasn’t as pleasant and happy.

As the sun rose over Dantooine and its light started to slip through the only window of the hut, you woke up to an empty cold bed.

Was Reva really gone? Could she be so cold to just disappear before you woke up?

But just as you were about to get off the bed, you heard her voice.

“Morning, Y/N”. She said. You followed the sound of her voice and found her sitting in the only chair of the room, she had just finished with the last piece of black armor, hair perfectly fixed in elaborated braids and the particular lightsaber laying on the table.

“You’re leaving.” You said. You knew this was gonna happen, still, it hurt to see.

Reva limited herself to slowly nod.

"Y/N…” she said your name, with such tenderness, with so much love… yet, she doubted. “You have a week to leave this planet. Won't say it again" she said, the cold commanding tone back on her voice. "After that time, I'm telling the rest of the inquisitors where to find you, so you better be far away when they arrive."

"Reva…" you murmured but you were interrupted by Reva.

“Promise me.” she implored, “You have to promise me you will leave Dantooine before the end of the week.”

A lump formed in your throat and tears threatened to fall off the corner of your eyes. Reva said many times how the Jedi were cowards and how pathetic it was that they would risk their lifes just to save someone else. But that was exactly what she was doing and you were sure she didn’t even notice it.

You could only keep your promise to honor her sacrifice.

“I will. I promise.” you told her.

The Third Sister nodded once again before turning to the exit of the room.

“Wait!” you shouted, already rushing to her side, half wrapped in a blanket. Carefully, you pulled her and made her look at you "Will I see you again?"

You both knew the answer to that question.

"For your own good, better not" she said, half angry, half sad. Then her features softened. "Stay safe, Y/N." Reva mumbled caressing the side of your face with her gloved hand.

You pulled her in for a new (and maybe last) kiss, soft and gentle. A farewell. A promise.

"You too, my dearest Reva."

Then she disappeared through the door, like a shadow that vanishes with the arrival of the sun.

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Old habits die hard (Rey x Reader)

Summary: Once a scavenger, always a scavenger. Rey keeps accumulating spare parts and scrap metal. You find it cute but you don't know why she does that.

Word count: 745

A/N: it's been a hot minute since the last time I wrote something, so this is a little warm up drabble and oh boy, I've lost practice. But anyway ways, hope you like this little thing.

Rey spent her whole life scavenging and saving spare parts on Jakku. Now on the Resistance she often did the same, unconsciously saving metal parts in her pockets. When helping fix the ships she would take the old and damaged components to her quarters, clean them and store them. “Just in case.” She always said.

Every time you visited her quarters you found yourself amazed and somehow concerned with the amount of scrap she kept. Hers looked even smaller than the usual Resistance ones that had only space for a small bed, a desk and some storage crates, however webs hang from the walls full of what seemed to be metal part, a capacitor here, a compressor over there, a few broken X-wing components and all kind of ship parts you didn’t even recognize.

Rey could easily assemble an engine with all that trash.

"So what is all of this, Rey?” you finally asked after months of wondering in your head why she kept all of that.

"Spare parts," she told you, her eyes stayed glued to whatever she was repairing.

"Yeah, but why do you keep them here?"

"Just in case."

"But this one's broken, Rey.” You chuckled while taking what looked like a burned comlink In your hands. “It's not useful anymore. Actually, most of this is useless.” You said looking around the scrap filled room.

"What are you talking about?” Rey finally turned around in her chair to face you, a surprised expression over her soft features. “Most of them could be fixed and even if not they are really valuable."

"But this?" you raised an eyebrow as you showed her the small device.

"If the transmitter it’s in good shape, could be worth at least a few rations…"

"But you don't need to do that anymore.” You cut her off, walking over her and carefully sitting over her lap. “You're with us now. You're with me, my love." you murmured gently caressing the side of her face. "You don't have to worry anymore."

Rey’s eyes seemed to shimmer with appreciation, fond of your touch and your words.

You were right and she knew it. Rey’s life had changed a lot since she joined the Resistance and since she met you. Sometimes she forgot she didn’t have to work her ass off all day to have something to eat, she forgot she had a new family of friends and that she wasn’t alone anymore.

"Sorry, it's just, in Jakku I used to look for this kind of things every day.” Rey said. A soft smile curved her lips only for a second. “I guess old habits die hard."

“Guess so.” you told her with a smile before stealing a quick kiss from her lips. “Sorry, old habit.” you playfully told her afterwards.

“Is that so?” Rey chuckled softly. “Is there any other ‘old habit’ you’d like to show me, my love?.” She asked, a teasing tone in her words and in her eyes.

“Maybe.” you said. “But those I’ll have to show you later, I have patrol duty this evening.”

“That’s a shame.” Rey said disappointed.

Then her eyes scanned the room filled with mechanical parts. “You know, you’re right, I should probably get rid of all that stuff.” She met your eye again, a grin over her lips. “Perhaps that’ll keep me busy until you return.”

“Sounds good to me.” you laughed.

Over her shoulder your eyes caught a strange piece of metal over Rey’s desk.

“What’s that?” curiously you asked.

“Oh, it’s just a thing I’ve been trying to fix but it’s a lost cause.” She sighed. ”I’ll throw it too, don’t worry.”

You reached for the small metal scrap and took a better look at it. Rey was right, it was definitely a lost cause, what once may have been a piece of gear or even an info disk was now deformed and burned. However, all that damage over the time created somehow a new form that resembled a flower.

Maybe not all the things Rey scavenged were bad or useless after all.

“Can I keep it?” you asked her, still holding the metal piece in your hands, admiring every little metal petal.

“Of course but didn’t you just tell me this was all trash? Why keeping that one?” She chuckled.

“Just in case.” you smiled and stood up, already on your way to the exit. With a wink you left the the room, leaving your laughing girlfriend behind.

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Me: *consumes ALL the fanfics there are for Fennec, Koska, Bo-katan, Ahsoka, Cara, Omera, the armorer and Xi’an* 

Me: *realizes there’s actually close to nothing for this beautiful ladies that deserve the galaxy*

Me: 

I shall write for them now and y'all can't stop my gay ass from doing it.

THE GAY HAS SPOKEN

I should finish my wips and requests before starting new ones but fuck it, I love this ladies.

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Lost Without You (Bo-Katan x Mando!Reader)

Request: Can I request a Bo-Katan and maybe a Mando!reader like reader has sworn the creed like Din and they’re taking on an empire ship together and readers jet pack gets hit and she falls in the water and Bo panics because reader hasn’t resurfaced so she dives in after a d they have a cute moment together afterwards. lol sorry it’s a lot. Love your writing btw! By anon

Word count: 1,764

Warnings: Drowning counts? Also terrible attempt to describe cpr

A/N: This was fun to write. It was also my first time writing Bo but I kinda like the way it turned out. Hope you like it, let me know what you think!

The mission was almost over, you couldn't say it was the easiest you've been to but it was finally over. The ship was under your possession, Koska was piloting as Bo-Katan and you were taking down the remaining stormtroopers.

Flying with the jetpack around the ship allowed you to have a clear shot at the railings and upper levels of the cargo ship, your job was to blast anyone who tried to escape.

From the air you caught the familiar helmeted figure of Bo-Katan fighting hand to hand with the few remaining stormtroopers. She was a skilled warrior, moving fast and throwing punches at the white helmets around her with ease, these guys didn’t stand a chance against her. However, one of them saw the opportunity to grab his blaster from the floor while Bo-Katan was just finishing the last one of them and he aimed directly at her.

Just when the imperial was about to fire his weapon you shot him down, the thud of his body falling to the durasteel floor of the ship alerted Bo. She looked over her shoulder, finding the fallen trooper before turning her head to look at you.

"What would you do without me, Bo?" You said through the communicator earpiece under your own helmet. 

"I've survived a war and a purge." She said in her usual cold tone. "I think I'd be fine without you."

You chuckled. Bo-Katan wasn’t someone to express her feelings often, aside from her anger. She was always focused on her mission to regain Mandalore, no time for other things. But deep down you knew she had feelings for you. Something in the way she was protective over you in missions and something in the way her emerald eyes seemed to soften when she saw you let you know there was a heart beating for you under her beskar cuirass.

"Oh, come on!" You told her. "Admit it, Kryze, you like having me around." you teased.

Thinking all the enemies were gone you both lowered your guard, used to one another's company. Neither Bo-Katan or you noticed the Imperial officer with a blaster in hand coming out of the farthest hatch. 

"How sweet but-" Bo started but before she could finish with her words, a single blaster shot hit right in your jetpack. "Y/N!" She barely screamed when she saw the fire in your jetpack.

The shot broke the engines that kept you in the air, sending you flying in all directions and even though you tried you were incapable to control it. Finally it sent you directly into the water beneath the big ship.

The moment you felt the cold water you tried to swim back to the surface but the heavy beskar of the armor and the extra weight of the jetpack wouldn't let you. The helmet didn't make it any easier to breathe, it was making it rather harder but you weren't going to take it off, you wouldn't break the creed. And though you were fighting to get to the surface you only sunken more and more with every passing second, until you ran out of air and the world seemed to turn black.

Meanwhile on the ship, Bo immediately shot down the sudden menace before running to the railing of the ship, looking at the water for some sort of sign of you.

She waited for a moment, trying to control her nerves, hoping she would see your familiar helmet emerging from the water and she was ready to hear your voice through the comlink with some kind of comment that would make her roll her eyes. But after a short time of waiting none of those things happened and that put Bo-Katan in alert.

You were not resurfacing.

Without thinking it twice the woman jumped to the water, the fear of losing you completely taking over her because after all this time with you, Bo-Katan couldn't stand to lose you, she'd lose Mandalore before losing you.

She found you floating in the water like a ship stranded in space. Panic rushed through her body as she thought the worst. Wrapping her arms securely around you she ignited her own jetpack to pull you out of the water, placing you on the nearest platform .

She took off her helmet, worriness on her face as she waited for you to wake up, to say something, hoping for any sign of life yet she only heard silence. Concerned, Kryze leaned close to you.

You weren't breathing.

Bo-Katan needed to take a decision and fast but if she was to save you she must take your helmet off. 

If it were up to her she would have taken your helmet off your head a long time ago, she longed to see your face, find out the color of your eyes, dreamed to kiss your lips...  but there was this creed you sworn to. You were a Child of the Watch, a cult that she thought was stupid, however Bo respected it just because it was important to you.

She knew you would never forgive her if she ever dared to take your helmet off.

But this was a life or death situation and she preferred to be hated by you the rest of her life than losing you. She'd rather be hated but know you were alive than live knowing she could have easily saved by removing that piece of beskar off your head.

She sighed, preparing herself to finally take your helmet off. She grabbed it by the sides, admiring for a moment the designs over the metal before sliding it off your head.

Bo-Katan almost forgot her mission when she finally saw your face, perfect features that seemed to match perfectly with your voice, you were just as she imagined. But your eyes were closed as if you were asleep, reminding her of why she broke your way in the first place.

Returning to her mission she took your cuirass off your chest and started with the reanimation process, applying pressure to your chest with her hands alternating to provide some air to your lungs. 

“Come on, Y/N.” she murmured, growing more desperate with every new push on your chest. “You can’t leave me.” she said, her voice cracking a little. “Please, come back to me, cyare.”

You woke up gasping for air, coughing as the water inside you left your body finally allowing you to breath. The first thing you saw in front of you was Bo-Katan kneeled next to you, her red hair looked messy and wet, a relieved smile curved her lips as her green eyes looked down at you.

“Hi, grumpy.” you barely murmured, still coughing a bit.

“Welcome back, Y/N.” she said. “You gave me a good scare there.” 

You smiled at her but the smile disappeared as soon as you noticed the weight missing in your head, the way your voice wasn't making echoes, you haven't seen the world this way since you were a kid.

You weren't wearing the helmet. You broke the creed or rather, she did.

"Bo!" You told her, confusion in your voice. "What- why?"

"I'm sorry." She rushed to said, her tone was a bit more serious now, it was the tone she used to give arguments. "I had to do it."

"No, you should have-"

"Let you die?" She cut you off. "Forget it, I could never." Her eyes changed when she looked at you, they were not angry as always but actual concern seemed to paint them a lighter green. "I don't expect you to forgive me for breaking your creed, but when I saw you weren't coming out of the water I thought I lost you."

You watched her face carefully, there was fear on her face, sincere pain, weakness. For a woman that was always as strong as the beskar of her armor this was new.

"And I realized, I don't want a life without you in it." She said. She wasn’t someone to express her feelings often but actually Lady Bo-Katan, last one of House Kryze, rightful heiress of Mandalore didn't know what she would do without you. She'd be lost without you.

"I love you, Y/N." She confessed. "I love you, you enormously stubborn pain in the ass." She said with a smile.

You couldn't help but chuckle at her words but at the same time you were confused, upset for breaking the creed that was part of you for most of your life. But on the other hand you couldn't be happier now that you knew Bo's true feelings for you.

Hesitating you leaned closer to her. Your lips closer to hers for a few seconds before capturing them in a delicate kiss. You kissed her sweetly almost shyly for a moment, after all this time with her this was the very first you met her lips.

“I love you, Bo.” you murmured. Her green eyes admired you for a moment, filled with a mix of emotions, love was one of them. 

She leaned to brush your lips again, long and delicately while her arms slowly wrapped around your waist pulling you close to her body making you smile between kisses, you enjoyed her closeness, her warmth against your body. And when the kiss was over she rested her forehead against yours for a moment and you stayed like that, just enjoying each other's comány.

The comlink beeping dragged you back to reality.

“Bo, Y/N, do you read me?” you heard Koska’s voice.

“Bring the ship to the coordinates I’m sending you. We had a small jetpack malfunction.” Kryze said, looking at her gauntlet, pressing a few buttons. 

“Copy that.” You heard your friend say.

Bo-Katan turned her gaze back at you, there was a little smirk over your lips. “What?” she asked.

“So, you can’t live without me, huh?” you teased, remembering her words.You observed her putting on her helmet again and shaking her head.

“Don’t let that get to your head, cyare.” she chuckled, handing you your own helmet. “Now, come on. I wanna continue our little talk somewhere else.” she said in a teasing tone before the Imperial ship you had taken appeared in front of her, the hatch already open for both of you.

You looked down at the helmet in your hands for a moment and sighed before placing it back in its place. This was a new start for you, but you were sure that meanwhile Bo was by your side you were sure you could take anything.

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~Cold Eyes Series~ Masterlist

(Dark Rey x Female Reader)

Below the image you'll find all the chapters of the series with their summary. Those marked with (*) contain smut in some way.

Part 1: Kylo Ren has taken Rey, you were on a mission to rescue her while remembering your past with her

Part 2: After an encounter with Rey you fight with her and find out some new and dark things

Part 3: There’s a chance for the Resistance to finish the war once and for all. Will they take it?

Part 4: The Resistance suffers after the Jakku fight and it lead to some changes

Part 5: Rey has capture you and she reveals you some new information.

Part 6: Rey takes you to her new base and show you a new and hurting side of her

Part 7: You confront Rey after your intent to escape

Part 8: Between the uncertainty of what happened to Endor and the confusing trance Rey left you, you struggle with your emotion, even deeper when suddenly she appears in your doorframe.

Part 9: A time after the destruction of your home planet you found yourself caught in a living nightmare.

Part 10: A softer part of Rey comes out as she feels the loneliness you had been putting her on

Part 11: After the last battle you share some tender moments with Rey.

Part 12*: After Rey opened up with you she is still conflicted with your words and you discover an even softer yet passionate side of her.

Part 13:  After spending your first night together, you have to face a new and dangerous threat. 

Part 14*: You confront Rey after the meeting ending in her arms again but wake up to some bad news and a prisoner.

Part 15: As Rey finds the Resistance base you’re finally able to reach through the Force to help them and a new plan rises. What can go wrong?

Part 16: After the events of Mustafar Rey and you are forced to face some new challenge in both the Resistance and the First Order yourselves now that you’re separated.

Part 17: It’s time to end this war.

Epilogue: A soft moment after the war.