#Galaxy Guide 6

[oldschoolfrp]

A tramp freighter makes another smuggling run (Allen Nunis, Galaxy Guide 6: Tramp Freighters for Star Wars: The Roleplaying Game, West End Games, 1990)

[luc1ferian]

Hi I'm thinking about writing a h2g2 and gravity falls crossover fic. I saw your post awhile ago and I was wondering if you had any idea on how the two fords would interact.

Oooh this is a really good idea!

Hm, I haven't properly watched Gravity Falls in a while (I KNOW IM SORRY), but comparing their personalities from what i know they have a couple similarities and differences.

For first interactions I'm not entirely sure how or where, neither of them are naturally social but if someone were to start a conversation it would be Prefect, and once they realize they're both named Ford P. they'd hit off perfectly.

I think they'd love to go out for a small drink and talk about their outlooks on life, about space, their own traumas and relationships, about their research and studies with their respective books (Pines to the Journals, and Prefect to the Guide), and about their plans for future. This interaction could also be a lot funnier depending on the tone you wanted to take.

Ooooh they could also rant about their annoying family members (Zaphod and Stan)

They would also engage in an epic game of Dungeons & More Dungeons no doubt

[darklingarts]

Inktober day 6. Prompt was Botober 6: Fricken WHALE.

[best-bot-tournament-2023]

Best Robot Tournament

Round 1 - Baymax versus Marvin

Kicking off day two of voting we have two robots with two wildly different attitudes but which will make it through to the next round?

Full Bracket details and links here

[thelostgirl21]

When you realize that you're among the very first Millennials to now have the answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything.

[arley-reads]

I would react the same way honestly

[rosesareredandtheskyisthelimit]

[kinshenewa]

Eclipse smirked as he walked, relaxed and almost strutting fabulously as he led Cadence down a long hall, heading towards a specific door. They weren't on the station anymore, Eclipse had asked if she would come with him to his favorite nightclub, and she had decided why not.

She doesn't like social scenes, but at least she'll have someone safe with her.

They approached the building front, which was decorated with dark purple paint as a base and plenty of neon colors, mostly blue and pink.

Hey, those colors reminded her of a game she tried to play years ago. Sugar seduction or whatever it's called. She never figured out how to get the game to work beyond the start screen, but that game did have a nice beat.

She didn't recognize the lettering above the door, with curly symbols and some paw prints scattered throughout the text. It also looked like there was a snake as a letter and what looked like an O formed by what looked like two wolves curled with each other. Eclipse set his lower right hand on her shoulder as they walked in, him smirking confidently as he told her, "This is one of the best nightclubs I've ever been to. In a language you would understand, the name is Suudom."

They entered a simple cubical room, which was painted dark purple with some neon lights outlining the edges of the room. The door shut behind them, and a gust of cold air washed over them.

"They take sanitation very seriously," He murmured, "which is one of the reasons why I love this club so much."

There was a small beep, and a robotic arm came down from the ceiling, a blue line of light scanning Eclipse before the mechanical claw at the end spun and produced a white tie made of something glowing white, attaching it to his front.

Cadence looked at him confused, blinking as the same light washed over her, then jolted as she heard a click behind her. She looked around, and Eclipse chuckled as he now held the end of a glowing neon purple lead in his hand, gently tugging it and making her realize that the arm had put a purple collar on her.

"The fuck?" She said, reaching up and feeling the collar. It was smooth, without any details, and somehow the glow wasn't bugging the crap out of her.

"Seems the database sees you as more of a switch than a dom or sub," Eclipse teased, flicking the white bell attached to the front of the collar, "It's just a thing here, don't worry about it. Just stay close to me and you'll be fine."

"I wasn't planning on going anywhere else," She replied annoyed, frowning at him. There was a hiss before the wall in front of them slid away, revealing a bopping nightclub scene.

Cadence shrunk in on herself at the noise, but relaxed when the collar formed a pair of white headphones over her ears, muting only the music to a nice relaxing coffee shop cafe.

It doesn't make sense for a coffee shop to be relaxing, just like it doesn't make sense for an alcohol-serving place to be upbeat. They should switch.

They walked out, the main area they were in being mostly a walkway lined with C-shaped booths set in the walls, with shimmering grey fabric acting as doors for each entryway. Further than that was the food section, with bars scattered throughout and curvy insect beings skating around and serving food.

They look kind of like if someone humanized a bee. They had some fuzz, but mostly on their, what was it called? Thorax? The part that had the stinger.

Eclipse led her over to one of the bars, ordering himself something in a language she did not understand before turning to her and asking, "So, darling, what would you like?"

She shrugged, sticking to his side as she said softly, "Eh, I don't know. I don't really drink alcohol."

He nodded, eyes scanning over the screens above that seemed to have a menu of sorts (could Eclipse always move both sets of eyes independently of each other? One pair is looking at screens to his left and the other is looking at screens to his right), though she couldn't understand the language.

"How do you feel about a simple Fruit Brawl?" He asked, grinning at her, "It's non-alcoholic, and it's full of delicious fruits. None of your human kinds, but they are safe to eat."

She tilted her head, thinking for a moment before saying, "Sure, why not? I should broaden my horizons anyway."

He nodded, turning to the bartender (wow, that's just a shark. It has a humanoid body but its wearing a suit and its head is front-facing but looks just like an actual shark. It's kinda blue, too, kind of seems like a similar appearance to the Blahaj shark) and ordering her a drink too.

He turned and started walking again, one of his lower hands holding the leash attached to the collar and leading her back to the booths they passed.

Looking around, she could see there were other people with these glowing accessories, in a myriad of colors and styles. There were still people with collars, but some had harnesses on their whole torso.

That seemed reserved for the people who walked on four legs, though.

She looked back at Eclipse. In this light, he looked like he was white and blue instead of red and black. Even his tie was polarized, it was black now.

Cadence blinked, and that moment of confusion washed away, as he was looking like normal once she blinked.

He led her into a booth, which had plush couches shaped like a C around a seemingly glass table. He went and sat down, patting the seat next to him. She went and sat down, the fabric covering the door currently see-through.

She leaned into him, hands fidgeting nervously.

"This place is actually kind of nice," She remarked, right hand coming up to play with the fluffy headphones on her head, "Definitely a lot better than some of the clubs I've been to."

Eclipse smiled, his rays perking up as he looked down at her. "Oh? What kind of clubs have you been to?" He asked, masking the excitement in his voice. He could possibly have a new clubbing buddy! Better than the people he played Poker with.

She shrugged, petting the fluffy texture as she answered, "Ah, just places I had to go to for a bounty. Ya know, find and subdue the client, all that jazz."

He nodded in agreement, not too disappointed. He wasn't really surprised, Cadence seemed to prefer being in small groups and quiet environments. She never seemed too fond of physical contact with random people, as well.

"I understand that," He said. His eyes lit up as some people passed by the door before stopping and entering. He moved Cadence to his lap, waving happily at the humanoid sharks as he said in a friendly manner, "Hey Bass, hey Cuda. Good to see you here! Didn't expect to see you two for another week!"

The two sharks in suits chuckled, both having dark grey bowties made of that glowing substance.

"Heya, Eclipse. Who's this gorgeous dollface?" One of them said gruffly, beady eyes looking over Cadence.

She could feel her skin crawling, and she resisted the urge to just bury her face in Eclipse's chest.

"Yeah, 'nother prospect? She's mighty small, y'know, you sure she can accommodate?" The other one said, elbowing the side of the first shark.

Eclipse laughed it off, waving his hand. "Oh, boys, you doubt me? I'm offended!" He said, setting a hand over his heart before shaking his head, "But no, just a friend. I've known her for a while now, and I'm simply showing her one of my favorite places to go when I'm feeling frisky." He chuckled, his lower pair of arms wrapped around her waist.

"Ah, well, we see she's been taken," the first shark laughed.

"Keep your eyes on her. Such a small purty thing seems quite easy to snatch up," the second shark chuckled.

"Well, we'll be seeing ya, Clipsie," the first shark chuckled, blowing a kiss at Cadence and purring, "And see you later, dollface."

The two sharks turned and left, one of those bee girl beings skating in after they left, carrying a tray and serving their drinks. The drink Eclipse got was dark brown at the bottom and orange at the top, in a cylinder shape with a white ring on top and off to the side of the center, where he could drink from.

Cadence also noticed that the drink spot had some sort of suction part, like some sort of sippy cup to keep in the drink or something.

Cadence's drink was rainbow-colored, with red at the bottom, then orange, yellow, green, blue, and at the top, purple. With white on the rim. The cup was a hurricane glass type of cup, and the drink was chilly when she picked up the drink.

Sipping it revealed its taste to be a delicious mix of fruity tastes, the white powdery substance tasting similar to sugar or some sweet substance.

She turned to Eclipse as she asked, "This isn't like, cocaine or something, right?"

Eclipse quirked a brow at her, sipping his drink as he replied, "Cocaine? No, it isn't. It's a substance similar to what you humans would call 'sugar'."

She tilted her head as she asked, "Can I try your drink? Looks like Coca-Cola."

He chuckled as he shook his head, moving his drink away from her as he said, "Oh, definitely not. This drink has more alcoholic content than your little body can handle."

She blinked, sipping her drink. "So you have a higher alcohol tolerance than humans?" She asked curiously.

He chuckled, nodding as he replied, "Us Celestial Jesters have such a high alcoholic tolerance that we have our very own special alcohol. I've heard that a whiff of it can knock out a human, maybe even kill them. That's why it's served like this." He pointed at the top, shrugging.

Cadence nodded, falling into silence as she sipped her drink. Eclipse was equally silent, smiling and relaxed as he enjoyed his extremely hard alcohol.

He felt the familiar warmth of the alcohol, but knew it would take the entire bottle to even start to get him inebriated.

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[oldschoolfrp]

From scoundrels to heroes -- Smugglers and tramp freighters are among nearly 100 small Rebel ships arrayed against the Imperial Navy in the Travnin system (Allen Nunis, Galaxy Guide 6: Tramp Freighters for Star Wars: The Roleplaying Game, West End Games, 1990)

[z0n1x]

To become my friend you have to go through my 7 rants about shit you don’t care about

[inezrable]

Hey! Are you stepping away from neil gaiman's work because of recent events? You may be interested in...

The Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy!

It has:

British humour

Spaceships

A guy with 2 heads and 3 arms

Gay ship that should be more popular that reminds me of ineffable husbands

Multiple adaptations (some better than others)

A depressed robot

A repressed bisexual Brit

6 WHOLE BOOKS

A number that you will see and comment on everywhere after you read it

Anyway, go read it. It needs more fans

[beskarinhyperspace]

A Ripple In Space

"What can I say, I’m an extreme individual.."

More Chapters | MASTERLIST

6. Negotiations

*Mature, Explicit, NSFW*

Kylo Ren x fem.reader

* angst, hurt/comfort, touch starved kylo, dubious consent

WC 3.7k 

Meanwhile Kylo was still on duty, taking a break in his office. His meetings were painfully boring and long. He wasn't even supposed to be there in the first place. Which made every one of them more bitter.  

Since leaving the Finalizer, his only desire was to get back home to you. Home.. For the first time in a very long time, Kylo was feeling a sense of belonging and going through his day was a challenge by itself. He was unable to keep you off his mind. The way you smelled, your skin, your lips, everything about you was intoxicating to him. You were all he could think about. He particularly liked the way you boss him around. Like he was not one of the most dangerous and feared man in the galaxy. He liked that you were not bending to him even when you were scared.  

It has been two days since he last saw you and somehow it felt like a lifetime. His mind kept drifting to the last night you spent together. His cock slowly pushing inside of you, stretching you open with a tit in his mouth. Urgh, he sighed deeply in frustration. He could already feel himself twitch as he became harder under his desk. What he hated most in all this was that he couldn't talk to you. 

I really need to fix that, he thought to himself before the com-link on his wrist beeped. 

*” Incoming, Supreme Leader” * 

“Listening trooper.” he replies. Quickly brushing his lustful thoughts away. 

*” Not sure if it's something worth mentioning but it’s about the girl.” * 

A pinching sensation crawls into his chest knowing exactly who he was referring to, “what about her?” 

*” Prisoner 226 is in medical. They are running tests on her.” * 

Kylo starts to panic imagining the worst, “what happened?” 

*” Unconfirmed, she's been unconscious for the past twelve hours sir.” * 

“Twelve hours??” His voice laced with rage. Closing his eyes, he tries to collect himself.  “Prepare my ship, now.” he ordered. 

*” Copy that.” * 

He puts on his helmet, rushing to the guard standing just outside his door. “Tell General Hux that I have an urgent matter. I don’t want to be bothered for the next forty eight hours.” 

The soldier simply nodded in agreement as Kylo clenched his fist going for his vessel. 

As he set the coordinates, his mind kept going back to you and the way your soft lips were saying his name. His real name. He hadn't heard it in years. He made sure to erase everything from his past and didn't want to be reminded of anything from it, but he knew he couldn't hide from you and truthfully, he didn't want to. 

Kissing you goodbye was difficult enough. Not only because he wished he had more time with you, but he also felt bad every time he left. As if he was leaving something important behind and didn’t want to let go. 

-- 

Arriving to the Finalizer, he landed quickly, rushing to the medical wing. He completely ignores the soldiers and the officers who were patrolling around. His heart hammered in his chest while he ran through the ship’s corridors. Finally, he reached the ship's clinic but started to panic when he saw no one else around. That was until he heard a voice coming from behind. 

“She's going to be fine.” The feminine voice reassured.  

He removed his helmet, turning around to look at the nurse, “what happened?”  

“Probably just a simple virus.” She replied plainly. 

Kylo’s eyebrow raised slightly, “a simple virus doesn't do this..” 

The woman’s face remained emotionless. “She was previously malnourished. Her body is still fragile and weaker against those types of viruses.” 

He clenched his jaw knowing it was partially his fault. “Can I see her?” he asked calmly even though he didn't like the way she was talking down on him. Plus, he didn’t have the time nor energy to argue with her.  

She simply twisted her lips and guided him to you. When he arrived at the room, his eyes were automatically drawn to a device on the side of the bed with pouches of liquids hanging from a hook on the wall. You were still asleep and plugged into maker knows what machine. As he approached, he noticed how faint your breathing was.  

He turned back to the nurse, “Is she stable?” he asked hurriedly. 

“Yes, it still might take a few days for her to be back on her feet—” 

“I'll take her to into my quarters. Prepare whatever she might need.” He cut her right off. He didn't want to leave you in this cold, lifeless place. He wanted you to be as comfortable as you possibly could. He hated seeing you in here. So small, so fragile, so vulnerable in the open. 

“She hasn't woken up once yet. I believe it would be best for her to stay here– “she stopped, and for some reason she was getting more tense than before. Sensing Kylo’s gazed intensely watching her. She took a deep breath before continuing, “What I meant to say, supreme leader, is she will be better taken care of here.”  

He nodded, “Then I'll stay.” His voice came out calm and soft. She watched him take a seat on a chair that was beside the bed before nodding herself and walked away. 

He took a moment just watching you asleep, tucked in your grey metal bed. His body was slowly coming down from the adrenaline, now knowing that you were safe. “You’re perfect.” He sighed, pushing the hair away from your face. His gloved fingertips delicately stoked your cheek, “You shouldn't be here. You wouldn't have gotten sick if you weren't here..” 

-- 

The first thing you noticed was the cold breeze on your bare legs and the thin fabric covering your frame. As you finally opened your eyes, you found yourself in a small white room. The air felt cold and more recycled than ever. Which made you shiver slightly as you regained consciousness.  

Turning your head slowly, you see Kylo asleep in an armchair that looked half a size too small for him next to you. His hair, unmistakably tousled from his helmet while his pink lips were slightly parted. 

As you lowered your eyes, you noticed a clip attached to your fingertip. Without hesitation you unclipped the device. Making the machine emit a rather loud beeping sound.  

Without missing a beat, Kylo shot his eyes open with a hand going for his lightsaber. Freezing himself in his movement, as he looked straight at you. “You're awake”, more like an observation than a question. 

You tried to speak but your throat felt dry. Making you choke slightly as you tried to talk.  

“Don't move, I’ll get you some water.” He rushed out as he quickly rose from his seat. 

‘Don't move’, you laughed to yourself. As if you could go anywhere. You can't help but notice how adorable he looked trying to help you. But your smile quickly fades as you sense something odd. As you look around, you start to panic. Where am I? Why am I here? You asked yourself, trying to figure out what happened, and then it hits you. He killed his father.. It was the last thing you heard before losing consciousness.  

As if knowing you were thinking of him, he come back with a smile on the corner of his lips. A smile? A happy smile? Walking around the ship with a smile? When was the last time you saw him do that? Did he ever do that? 

He came closer, giving you a half a cup of water, “Here, drink it. You'll feel better.” 

You drink it in silence. Making as little eye contact as possible. He didn’t seem to notice, until; “Are you hungry? I can ask the nurse for someth—” 

You stopped him, feeling slightly on edge, “No it's fine, I feel fine.” you replied sounding anything but fine. 

He frowned, his smile disappearing into a line. “What's the matter?” he asked cluelessly. 

You shake your head. Right now, was not the time. “No, there's nothing.” 

“C’mon sweetheart, we're past this. I’ve watched you for months. I think I would know when you have something on your mind.” he scoffed. Turning his head to the side, insulted that you’d take him for a fool. 

You sighed, taking a deep breath. There was no way around this. You had to be honest with him. “Is it true? About your father?” 

His jaw clenched before slowly moving his eyes back to you. “What is?”  

You felt the energy in the room shift. A lingering heaviness floating, but you had to ask. “D-Did you, kill him?”  

“Yes” he replied simply. His eyes watching you surprisingly unfazed. Your chest squeezed at his response. Cutting the air in your lungs. Noticing your reaction, Kylo got up from his chair again. “You should rest” he tells you softly. Not giving you a chance to stop him. You watched him leave in silence as he moved through the door, putting his helmet on. Feeling too drained and exhausted to stop him on his way out. 

- 

The next day you woke up feeling energized. The nurse surely knew how to make Liacynth tea. You felt almost brand new. After getting dressed, you start going back to your quarters and back to Kylo.  

Well, that was new. You would've expected him to lash out, yell or even destroy something. Instead, he just got up and left. I mean this man was more confusing every day. Unpredictable really. 

As you stepped inside the apartments, the doors automatically closes behind you. You stood in the entrance and glanced at the state of the place. Everything was trashed. Random broken pieces of glass were scattered on the floor. One of the kitchen chairs was undoubtedly thrown into the wall. Even the dining table was cut from the middle to its edge. Maybe you spoke too soon. Looks like he did rage after all. 

You walked carefully to the bedroom. Seeing the door being halfway open. “Ben?” You asked cautiously. Pushing it as you entered the room cautiously. Seeing him sitting on the edge of the bed. His back turned from you. He was holding his head in his hands while his helmet was on the floor in a corner. “Ben?” You tried again and he slowly raised his head. Turning his body slightly in your direction. His eyes were small and red. His hair was still tousled and unclean. His lips, maker his lips, plusher than you have ever seen them. “What happened?” 

Without making a sound. He stands up, coming closer to you. Taking a good look at you up and down, “You're so pretty,” he says, “so good, so pure and beautiful.” He lets out leaving his lips slightly parted as his eyes were staring at you pained. He looked faded out as if he hadn’t slept in days.  

You sigh, “what happened?” 

He takes a moment just staring at you before answering, “You” 

“What?” You ask, raising an eyebrow. 

He takes a deep breath, “How do you feel?”  

You look at him, then you look around you, “hum, confused?” 

“I meant physically.” 

You let out a deeper sigh, “Good, I’m slowly getting back on my feet”  

“Good” he replied simply. Passing you by as he went into the kitchen to get himself a glass of water.  

Growing impatient you followed him, “you didn't answer me, what happened ben?” 

He drank his water slowly as he watched you. He was so damn irritating sometimes. He knew what he was doing by making you wait. Taking his last sip, he placed the cup on the counter before looking back at you. His eyes were small and heavy. “You should rest. You were injured. I’ll take care of your work schedule.” He dismissed you again. 

You start to get frustrated, “why don't you want to answer me?” 

“Why are you always asking so many questions?” He growled back. But you remain silent, only watching him with a defiant look. He scoffs, turning his gaze to the side. “I already told you.” 

You smiled from the corner of your lips, looking down. “So, you trashed the place because I’m good and pretty? Yeah, that makes sense...” 

He came slowly closer, his body only inches away from yours, “and pure..” 

You couldn’t help but giggle, “You don’t know me, I am definitively not pure.” 

He clenched his jaw “more than me.” he says, taking a deep breath. “I-” he cuts himself off, searching for his words. “I don’t deserve your attention.” 

You squinted your eyes at him, “What are you on about now?” 

“This, all of this wouldn’t’ve happened if you weren’t here. But here you are, trapped on this ship, MY ship!” You could feel the frustration and annoyance in his voice. “You think you would’ve let me talk to you out there? kissed you?” He brought his gloved hand to your face. Brushing his fingertips gently on your cheek, “Touched you?” He scoffed, closing his eyes as he removed his hand. “Of course not, how could you?” Looking almost disgusted at himself. 

“Everyone is deserving of affection-” 

“--Not me” he said stepping back. “I take, I hurt, I destroy, I kill...” Before looking right into your eyes, “I killed my own father!” And there it was. The wound at the center of it all. Even if he was smiling you knew how much it was destroying him. “I saw it in your eyes, the way you looked at me?” You could clearly see the pain in his eyes, and they were shooting straight at you almost pleading.  

“How long ago was it?” You asked in a low tone. 

“A year, and I was too much of a coward to inform my mother of my actions.” Replied with disdain. 

“I’m sorry.” You let out softly. 

He remained still, almost in shock. “What?” 

“I said I’m sorry” 

He tilted his head intrigued, “But you haven’t done anything, it’s my fault.”  

You sigh, “It’s true. I don’t know what happened in your past but, everyone is deserving of love...” 

Confused, he came closer again, “Aren’t you scared of me? Of what I can do? I know you are.” 

You closed the gap between you and brought your hand to cup his cheek, shaking your head. “I see you; I don’t know why but I just know you wouldn’t hurt me. Not on purpose at least.” 

“Like I said, pure...” He smiled faintly, passing his thumb on your bottom lip. “Could I–, can I kiss you?”  

You stayed silent and simply nodded as he brought his lips onto yours. Letting a deep breath out of his nose as he took you in. Wrapping his arms around your waist to squeeze you before bringing a hand lower, going for your butt.  

You smiled against his teeth, “Ben, we can’t. This needs to stop..” 

“Stop? Hyal, can’t you see what you’ve done to me?” He removed his hand from your bottom to grab yours, playing with your fingers. “I would do anything you’d ask of me.” 

“That’s a bit extreme, isn’t it?” You raised a brow. 

He looks into your eyes softly, “What can I say, I’m an extreme individual.” 

You roll your eyes, “I’d like to take things slow. You know, get to know you more?” 

He smirked, “I can do that.” 

Raising an eyebrow, “Really?”  

Nodding, he gives a chaste kiss at the corner of your lips. “Go get yourself clean. You must feel uncomfortable after passing days in medical.” 

“Says the man who has greasy hair.” 

He smiled looking at the floor, “uh yeah, past couple of days had been challenging to say the least. Go ahead, I’ll go after you.” 

-- 

As you were about to close the faucet and step out, Kylo enters. “Don’t mind me I'm just taking a quick one.” 

You shook your head, watching him enter in the small space with you, “You’re unbelievable.” 

“What? I was called. Couldn't wait an hour for you to be done.” he teased as he washed his hair. 

You stared at him with your mouth open, “I don’t take an hour.” 

“Sure, you do” he says rinsing himself from the lathered shampoo. “First time you stayed here.” 

“That was months ago!” you protest.  

He smiled, giving you his hand to take before pulling you closer to him, “You’re right, in all honesty, I wanted to see you and your beautiful body before I go.” he admitted, passing the back of his fingers on your nipple, moving down to your stomach. You gasped, feeling them harden to his touch. Seeing your reaction, he smirks. Nibbling his bottom lip. “You really don’t understand hyal. You’re all I can think of, All- the- fucking- time.” now swiping both of his thumbs over them as he watches you lean your head back slowly. Looking more than satisfied, he let out a low growl, and brought his lips down to your chest. He took one of your nipples in his mouth. Suckled and flickered his tongue on it while his thumb continued to play with the other. You couldn't hide it anymore as you start to let go some pleasured noises.  

“Oh sweetheart, you really like that don't you?” He teased, his voice low and soft. “How about this?” You felt his thumb leave your tit before feeling two of his fingers moving through your folds. Swiping and quickly gliding as you started to coat them. You couldn't stop the desperate growl that escaped your lips even if you wanted to. You needed this, wanted this, you wanted him. He let your slippery nipple roll out of his mouth, “Yeah? Does that feel good?” You nod, moaning with your mouth fully open as he comes back, brushing his tongue on both of your nipples. While his thick fingers were stretching you so deliciously slow. “shit..” he let out almost a whisper. His eyes full of lust seeing how well you were taking them in. He began to pump them faster. While his other hand squeezed a breast within his reach. His tongue fluttering on your sensitive peaks. 

“Please Kylo..” you cried out, feeling that warmth boiling up between your legs. 

He stopped moving completely and removed his hands from you. “Not yet.” He says, as he lowered himself down. Feeling his hands spreading your thighs gently open.  

“What are you--” you didn’t have to finish your sentence that his lips were around your clit. Softly pulling and sucking. “Ohh” you let out smiling. Closing your eyes as you relax in his touch. 

Putting your thigh over his shoulder, he brought back his fingers to your entrance. Pumping each one of them a couple of times before leaving you feeling empty. Curiously you opened your eyes to look at him.  

His back was curved while his wet hair danced on the inside of your thighs. Hearing his low and small desperate moans as he was fucking his fist covered in your slick. Followed by the sound of his lips smacking on your pussy hungrily as if he couldn't get enough.  

The wet noises that echoed in the background made you feel somewhat powerful. Here you were on the finalizer, a star destroyer, with one of the most beautiful and dangerous men in the galaxy. Who in this moment, was kneeling between your legs as he pleasured himself, pleasuring you. The thought of it alone was enough to drive you closer to the edge as you let out some uncontrollable whimpers. 

“Mmm that's it.” Noticing you were getting closer; quickening the pumping of his fist. “Be good and come with me sweetheart.”  

He started to move his tongue and lips around you faster, sloppier. Making your legs shake as you finally came on his slippery tongue. He followed with a low growl as he saw you become more relaxed. Leaking in his hand shortly after.  

“I wouldn't call that taking things slow.” You finally let out, breaking the silence.  

He smiled as he looked at the state of the both of you. “Well, I needed a taste. I'm sorry, it was selfish of me.” 

“You are definitely not sorry.” you replied scoffing, teasingly rolling your eyes.  

He chuckled, “you're right, I’m not sorry.” A grin appeared on his lips, “I wanted to see that sweet, hot body of yours shake and twitch in my hands. In all honesty, I don't even have to go anywhere today.”  

“What?” You gasped, slapping him on the shoulder before he starts to pull away. Rinsing himself under the running water. “You're despicable..” you followed. 

He laughed at your comment, “Tell me something I don’t know.” 

“Urgh.” you grunted out as you were about to walk away, but he quickly gripped your wrist, pulling you closer to him. 

Yet again you felt intimidated by the way he towered over you. He locked his eyes onto yours and seemed to notice as he released his grip. Bringing his fingers back to your cheek. Softly brush the tips of them against your skin. “I was serious when I said I would do anything you asked me.” He pushed the hair out of your face, “if that's what you want, then you should have it.” He followed by moving lower to your ear, almost a whisper, “but by the way your soft and needy pussy clenched around my fingers, I’d say that you're not sorry either.” He smiled when he saw how pink your cheeks were turning. Giving you a small delicate kiss on your neck, “I promise not to do it again only if you also promise me one thing.” 

You closed your eyes, sighing “negotiating?” 

He chuckled, “I am not going to touch myself until you give me the permission to touch you again.” He stops, licking slowly and softly the same spot he just kissed. “...and I want you to do the same.”  

Your eyes shoot open, “what?” 

He chuckles, “you heard me.” He says firmly. Taking your hand, planting gentle kisses on your fingers. 

You took a moment. Thinking about these new sets of rules. You nodded in confirmation, and he smiled, cupping your cheek before tilting down to kiss you on your temple. 

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[aniharas]

𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯…

drabble warnings: sexual content, implied sexual content a/n: quick drabble inspired by this scene from fast 6. but lowkey yall should lmk if you want f1!anakin. cuz i know i do.

...was something you desperately needed. you were notoriously bad at piloting ships, or any means of travel. even airspeeders, and any time you were on a mission, the other jedi would quickly offer to pilot before you had even stepped foot onto the landing ramp. so who better to seek help from but the greatest pilot in the galaxy? asking anakin was rather intimidating, since the only real interaction you had with him was sparring as padawans. after laughing at your predicament for a moment, he accepted.

but you never knew having him as your pilot’s-ed instructor would prove to be so distracting. he had taken you to the abandoned race tracks of tatooine, and you nearly slapped him once you realized where he was taking you. he quickly defended himself, saying that it was where he learned to pilot vehicles, and it was only fair that he would teach you where he taught his fellow peers.

but the sweltering heat of twin suns did you no favors for focusing. both of you stripped of your robes, down to your undertunics, adorning matching earpieces so you could hear each other over the wind. sweat dotted your skin as you slouched over in the passenger seat of the airspeeder anakin had rented out for you. as you watched him explain the controls to you, you found your eyes lingered on the way his muscles tensed as he gripped the throttle.

the longer anakin droned on about the semantics of piloting, the harder you found it to care. the dry wind that breezed past the both of you had dried out his throat, giving it a rasp that made even the least suggestive of words sexy. the way it made his hair fly wildly allowed you to get a good look at his face. the corners of his eyes crinkled from how widely he was smiling. you had never seen him so lively before, so exhilarated, so free. you felt the same way.

he seemed to know what you were thinking, gesturing for you to come to him. “come on, you try steering,” he offered.

you were about to move, but you were quickly stumped. “uh, what do you mean?” you asked shyly, looking around you. “there’s nowhere to sit.”

you weren’t sure if your eyes were deceiving you as you saw the corner of anakin’s lips tug upwards. “sure there is,” he replied, patting his lap twice. “just so i can steer if something goes wrong. don’t get any ideas,” he teased, slowly bringing the speeder to a stop as he undid his seatbelt.

‘how could i not?’ you were thinking as you awkwardly stuck your leg towards the driver’s side. being so close to him had you holding your breath out of nervousness, hovering over his lap slightly. you felt his large hand against your hip, keeping you steady as you lowered yourself down. 

“everything feel okay?” anakin whispered into your ear as he removed your earpiece, tossing it carelessly to the empty passenger seat before shrugging off his own. it left you shuddering at the feeling of his breath on your skin. you could hear a slight rumbling in his throat after your sudden movement.

you nodded, taking a deep breath to compose yourself. “mhm. just feeling hot, that’s all,” you lied through your teeth. all you heard from him in response was a chuckle.

after a moment, anakin’s hands circled around your wrists, guiding your hands to the steering handles. “alright. show me what you got.”

despite the feeling that your heart was going to jump out of your chest, you managed to steer your way around the track and get a few laps in with only a few life-endangering moments. anakin would mutter some of his criticisms into your ear, or he would bring his hand up to adjust the wheel slightly. although you tried your best to pay attention to his words, his low, authoritative voice had you instinctively rocking your hips.

at first, anakin tried to ignore it. you noticed it in the way his instructions would falter as you pressed against him. interrupted by a loud exhale through his nose or a curse leaving his lips. things didn’t escalate further until you hit a speed bump, the airspeeder jolting so harshly that it left you nearly bouncing in his lap. his hands instinctively went to your sides to keep you steady, but they wasted no time in slipping down your waist. with each rock of your hips, it was almost as if he was guiding them as your ass grinded against the growing tent in his trousers. you weren’t sure if you were able to withstand the tension anymore, heat building between your legs as you moved more intensely.

suddenly, anakin’s hands left your hips before gripping the steering handles tightly, his foot nudging yours off the gas. “hands off,” he ordered, voice strained. he didn’t have to tell you twice. once you relinquished control, he quickly took over, the world around you nearly turning into a blur as he began to race down the empty track. your hair whipped about crazily as you turned to face him, the utter speed pressing you against his chest.

at first, you were concerned. he was going so fast, why wouldn’t his attention be on the track ahead of him? why were his eyes solely on you, half-lidded and glazed over with what was unmistakably desire? you had a mind to tell him to focus, but you remembered he grew up here, racing for mere scraps. he knew this track like the back of his hand, and it was evident in how he steered so effortlessly without ever breaking eye contact with you. the thought spurred you on, reaching up to cup his face and press your lips against his without another thought.

you instantly regretted it, feeling how chapped your lips were from all the wind. but it didn’t bother anakin, wasting no time in devouring yours. he gently nipped your bottom lip, as if to silently ask for entrance. you obliged, your swelling lips parting as his tongue slipped its way past, exploring you in such a way that you never thought would happen. he kissed you like he thirsted for you in the desert heat, drinking you in like you were his oasis. the taste of him on your tongue left you drunk with your ever growing lust, clutching at the fabric of his tunic as if you were to tear it off. the more deeply you kissed him, the harder he stepped on the gas, the rev of the engine growing louder the faster you went.

it was exhilarating, covering dozens of kilometers in the small moments you took to catch your breath. pulling away, you traced the outline of his jaw as you laid your head on his shoulder, not minding his sweat that collected at the tip of your finger.

“d’you usually do this whenever you teach someone?” you inquired directly into his ear, a dazed smile never leaving your lips.

anakin’s equally awestruck expression broke into laughter, his melodic chuckles barely heard over the sound of the harsh wind and the pulsating growl of the engine. “just figured you wanted a different kind of lesson.”

“i might need a couple more,” you admitted before closing in, peppering slow and tantalizing kisses to the crook of his neck. 

the deep, whiny sigh that escaped his throat was something you knew you wouldn’t grow tired of. “you’re lucky i’m a good teacher,” anakin rasped out, clutching your waist tightly before diving in to capture your lips once more.

there was something about making out with the chosen one all while traveling at breakneck speeds; it invigorated your senses like no other. maybe you would take it a step further next time.

a/n: hope u all enjoyed! yall lmk if u want a second part of this drabble. also requests are open!

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[haveyouplayedthisttrpg]

Have you played SEE YOU, SPACE COWBOY ?

by Tidal Wave Games

SEE YOU, SPACE COWBOY… (abbreviated CUSC) is a tabletop roleplaying game for 3-6 players set in outer space where the players create characters called Outlaws: bounty hunters who fly across the galaxy in search of their next payday. You create situations where they land in hot water, manipulate people, and start gunfights, all while dealing with their debt and trauma.

The world is handled by the Bandleader, who creates the bounties and challenges for the players to overcome, guided by the results of the dice. Player character Traits are made up of a d6, d8, d10 or d12, which they roll in a sticky situation that we call a Break. They can also modify these Breaks with their Talents or Gear. No matter what size die you roll, a result of 4 or lower is a failure, a result of 5 to 9 is a partial success, and a 10 or above is a full success. Failure can also be assisted by a press-your-luck mechanic called Juice.

[fleetn-crab85]

In honor of towel day, I happily present The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy as textposts part eleven!

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Previous Installments: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11