inappropriately timed force bond moments (both nsfw and humor approaches)
dream-sharing
emotional bleed/transference (from rey, involving other parties)
inappropriate force bond voyeurism on rey/poe or rey/finn
mid-conversation force bond interruption
The Rise of Skywalker- Cross-galaxy chase of the Resistance
anything related to ben solo, but especially:
snoke confessionals with family or friends of family
returning to the light
smuggler life style
jedi knight ben
resistance-fighter ben
The Rise of Skywalker- Force Ghost communications w/ Rey
anything related to supreme leader kylo ren, but especially:
fall via coup
resistance fighter reconditioning (gen or nsfw)
force ghost visits from anakin/luke/rey/leia/snoke
defeat by the resistance, and subsequent aftermath
The Rise of Skywalker- Mole Discovery w/ Hux
canto bight:
shady weapons deals
picking up prisoners
recruitment
obligatory dinner party
general casino shenanigans
beach party
basically any reason you can think of to use canto bight as a setting piece
A note on romance: I will ship all of the new trilogy characters with Kylo Ren (except Snoke/Family). But I have no interest in exploring domestic-style takes on them. Thank you for understanding.
[His voice is hoarse when he finally comes out with a reply, his hand blindly groping for her’s to pull her knuckles toward his mouth, resting his cheek against the opposite hand. The press of his lips is brief, and joined by teeth shortly after. Ok, yes, she had hurt him — but the damage was hardly lasting, and he’d have asked her to do it again the next time.
If he remembered. If there was a next time.]
I would have felt it, if you had.
[Intention to harm was important. She had not held his throat to kill him, just to exercise control. He might have done the same thing, in her situation.]
[ the scrape of his teeth causes her spine to prickle. she lets her eyes drift shut then, put at some kind of ease. she's not sure she agrees yet, but there's something in it that he seems to not only accept, but want. she gazes down at him in silence for a moment before she pulls her hands back and gets comfortable at his side, reaching one hand up again then to continue stroking the side of his face in soothing apology.
they're … a mess. the desk is a mess. their clothes are a mess. this is never going to come out in the dry cleaning and the rug keeping the desk from scratching the cold marble floor will probably need to be replaced. ]
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[His voice is hoarse when he finally comes out with a reply, his hand blindly groping for her’s to pull her knuckles toward his mouth, resting his cheek against the opposite hand. The press of his lips is brief, and joined by teeth shortly after. Ok, yes, she had hurt him — but the damage was hardly lasting, and he’d have asked her to do it again the next time.
If he remembered. If there was a next time.]
I would have felt it, if you had.
[Intention to harm was important. She had not held his throat to kill him, just to exercise control. He might have done the same thing, in her situation.]
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they're … a mess. the desk is a mess. their clothes are a mess. this is never going to come out in the dry cleaning and the rug keeping the desk from scratching the cold marble floor will probably need to be replaced. ]