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Insta-heart by slipgoingunder
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
04 Nov 2019
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Ben Solo is an Instacart shopper's worst nightmare: rude, demanding, and extremely particular about his produce.
Fuck this guy.
No, really: Fuck. This. Guy.
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29 Oct 2019
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After being discharged from the army, Ben Solo returns to the city a little quieter, a little softer, and with a newfound appreciation for the little things, and life itself. And what better way to appreciate life than to open a flower shop, a place where new life is found every day?
He has a few repeat customers. There's Rose, who loves to take home the flowers that need a little more care, the ones that have the not-so-straight stems. There's Poe, who comes in for fresh flowers for his restaurant. There's Finn, a nurse at the nearby hospital who loves bonsai trees.
And then there's her.
A Hades/Persephone AU where Rey is Hades, and Ben is Persephone, because as much as I love the ones where Kylo is Hades and Rey is Persephone, you gotta switch it up sometimes, you know?- Language:
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03 May 2019
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Lockjaw by bitterbones (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015)
04 Oct 2017
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"And here Rey stands at a fork in the road. One path leads to certain death, either the infection or the hordes take her. The other is less concrete, blurred and unclear. It could also be a path of imminent demise, this time at the hands of a madman; or it could lead somewhere safe and clean, with clear water and green grass. A place where lockjaw isn’t a legitimate fear anymore and the hordes are a distant memory. He has given her an ultimatum."
Kylo finds Rey unconscious and near death on the side of a road, surrounded by twitching, wretched things looking to her for their next meal. Ever the altruist, he picks them off and takes her with him, saving her life in the process. It's no wonder that when she wakes she feels she owes him, and agrees to become his travel companion as he crosses the United States in search of safety and a new home.Zombie Apocalypse AU, mind the tags/warnings.
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- Part 1 of Lockjaw Universe
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01 Apr 2019
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“It might be indelicate to breach the subject of marriage at this trying time...”
An adequate statement. The man had only been dead for three hours.
But one must always be practical.
“I am not so softened by sentiment in the matter as you would typically find a widow, Mr. Hux.”
Rey Niima finds herself in a perilous situation when her husband dies at the start of their journey West. From the few bachelors on the trail in her party; she attaches herself to the best of her options.
That option is the mysterious Banker Ben Solo.
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Bookmarked by Juliafic
31 Mar 2019
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She can't even figure out how to open his tunic. Decent clothes are obviously a foreign concept. "Leave it," he snaps.
"No," she says, stubborn as always. "You don't get to touch me if I can't touch you; it isn't fair."
"You come here, try to stab me in the back, and you want to talk about fair?" He's got his hand on her bare stomach now, searching for the waistband of her pants.
"You're the one who made me hope – " and he kisses her again, because he doesn't want to hear about her hopes, which probably involved dragging him to the rebels on a leash; he wants to feel again the way her brain shorts out when his tongue is in her mouth. That's power; that's what he needs. He's got his fingers into her pants, scraping at the edge of her curls, when she pushes him away, because she hates him and she doesn't want him to have anything nice.
(Several days late on both the hair-pulling and the hate-fucking prompts. Now with a second chapter, for the somnophilia prompt.)
Bookmarked by Juliafic
06 Jan 2019