#i am in a Mood™ about this tonight & i don't care

[deepspacedukat]

Ok, but what about gentle s** with our favorite blue boy because we’re sad as f and we need this man riding us

I can totally do this, but you really don't have to censor words on this hellsite. This webbed site is where you can say all the Forbidden Social Media Words™ and have no consequences. Welcome from Instagram or whatever site trained you to censor yourself. It's much more fun here lol.

Also, I haven't posted about Thy'lek since JANUARY??? WHO AM I?? I'M SO SORRY, COMMANDER, I STILL LOVE YOU!! 🥺💙

*ahem* Anyway, here's your request, nonny! 😇

Cross-posted to AO3 here.

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Solace

Thy’lek Shran (ST:ENT) x Reader

[A/N: This is smut, so 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI!!!]

Warnings: Interspecies sex, Human/Andorian sex, soft!Shran, unprotected sex, gentle sex, non-graphic sex, Thy'lek is good at comforting his lover.

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He’d been good to me - a perfect gentleman who held me as I sought his comfort. From the moment I returned to our quarters, Thy'lek knew something was wrong. He could always read me like a book, even if I never said a word.

"What is it, sweet girl?" He'd asked as he got to his feet, but I couldn't make myself answer. I didn't need to, though. He knew exactly what was wrong. Like Captain Archer, he had his fingers firmly on the pulse of the ship's crew. Whispering soothing little words to me as he pulled me into his arms, the Commander placed a soft kiss on my forehead.

The tears started slowly, but once they had, I couldn't stop them. I was so tired, and this mission was weighing so heavily on me. Nearly the entire crew had been pulling double shifts, and none of us were sleeping well. We desperately needed a break, but until this mission was complete, we couldn't afford to take one.

I'd made so many more mistakes on my last shift than I normally would have. Being berated by my section's commanding officer didn't help my mental state. All I wanted now was to bury myself in bed with Thy'lek and sleep for about a decade.

Moods like this didn't happen very often, because missions that were as demanding as this one were extremely rare. Still, Shran was incredibly patient. He never once told me that I was being silly or that I should just suck it up and move on. Instead, he rubbed patient little patterns on my back and allowed me to ride out my emotions. At some point, he'd carried me to our bed and tangled me carefully in his arms.

When the last sniffle finally escaped me and I took a deep, steadying breath, a soft smile stretched his lips.

"There, now. Did that help a little?" He nuzzled my nose as he asked, and I nodded my head. "How can I make the rest of it better?"

I didn't even need a moment to consider my options. Tilting my head slightly, I placed kisses across my lover's jaw. When my mouth finally reached his, the Commander hummed, sliding his hands down my back to my hips. As the kiss grew gradually more heated, Shran pulled away far enough to look me in the eye.

“Are you sure this is what you want, pretty girl?” He was always so careful, so respectful. God, I loved him.

“Yes. Please, I need you,” I breathed brushing my nose along his. He needed no further encouragement. With a gentle, burning sort of passion, he held my head in place and kissed from my lips down to the dip between my collarbones. I couldn't keep from whimpering at his sweet ministrations.

“Shh, let me take care of you,” Thy’lek murmured nibbling lightly at a hickey he'd left beneath my jaw a few nights before.

“You always do.” He smiled as he started unzipping my uniform, and soon our bodies were entwined in a familiar, intimate dance.

Soft, careful nights like this felt like a sacrament - a convergence of two souls alongside that of our bodies. Slow and steady, leisurely and deliberately we drank of each other. This game of give and take sent shivers up my spine in the wake of his gentle, seeking fingers. For a fighter like Thy’lek to be so unhurried, so painstaking about every touch...it always brought tears to my eyes, and tonight was no exception.

"Am I hurting you?" He whispered as he flipped me onto my back, but I shook my head. Wrapping my arms around him, I surrendered to the sensation of his body melding with mine and his love surrounding me. By the time we fell asleep, we were both out of breath and very much a part of each other.

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[frecklystars]

So amusing how Ken was so annoyed with Barbie when they went to the Real World™. I mean he was ANNOYED. He was so smitten after the dance party and in the car and basically any time he ever basked in her presence, but literally the moment they get to the Real World™ he sees men in power for one (1) second and he starts getting an attitude.

Like when she's sitting on the bench and he's like "I hate when people think, I get so BORED" and he sounds so pissy already. it's so funny. "the faster I think, the faster we can get home" "what am I supposed to do?? 🙄" then she's growling through clenched teeth "KENNNN." so fucking good. the whole scene, so good. "go for a walk or something!" "OH REALLY. BY MYSELF." AS IF THIS MAN HAS NEVER WALKED BY HIMSELF ANYWHERE BEFORE? "YES." "WHERE???" AND SHE'S JUST LOOKING AT HIM INCREDULOUSLY "???? ANYWHERE!!!!!" "CAN I GO THAT WAY?" "YES"

he walks away. his head over his shoulder, staring at her. the. entire. time. he is walking. no, sauntering. with this stupid grin on his face.

"don't go too far-" and his smile warps into a snarl for a split second when he angrily shouts "OKAY!"

and then the scene where Barbie's all excited because she's about to meet Sasha, Ken interrupts and says "I'm just gonna pop into the library real quick and see if they have any books on trucks :D" and he's got the CUTEST DORK SMILE on his face he sounds SO EXCITED 🥺🥺🥺

and Barbie says with a sigh "okay, just don't get in trouble" and she's not even annoyed here. she's just genuinely worried about him causing a scene or something

and Ken's smile DROPS and his good mood DROPS and his eyes bug out when he growls "I WONNNN'T" in the most exasperated voice EVER, he sounds SO offended and he's doing that hand motion where he's shakily clawing the air palms facing up and in response Barbie's immediately gritting her teeth and clenching her jaw giving him a Mom Glare. i fucking love their dynamic it's such a mess literally neither of them are normal

the whole time they are in the Real World™ they are at each other's throats. Barbie expresses multiple times how uncomfortable she is with these negative feelings she's experiencing for the first time, things Ken has already experienced but she's unaware of it, such as anxiety and self consciousness, and Ken does not acknowledge her comments even once. I don't think he was purposefully ignoring her but he was definitely lacking the chivalrous Kenergy™ because he was so wrapped up in horses patriarchy.

I don't think they had any positive interactions with each other except when they went "shopping" for new western clothes and they were like "we look great!" "i love fringe!" "i love denim!" and they're both laughing together. that was the first and only moment we see them interacting as genuine friends, where Barbie is talking to him as an equal instead of (unintentionally) as an accessory, and Ken isn't begging and prying for her attention. but otherwise you don't really see them caring that much about each other, at least not in a healthy way, until the very end of the movie. and this isn't to say that they're on bad terms yet, not at all, but in the beginning of the movie Barbie is still not really seeing Ken. he's just Some Dude who follows her like a lost puppy and she doesn't acknowledge him unless if he's asking. hey Barbie, check me out. hey Barbie, how much of that did you see. hey Barbie, can I come to your house tonight. hey Barbie, hey Barbie, hey Barbie. please let me come with you to the real world, WHAT IF THERE'S BEACH, YOU'LL NEED SOMEONE WHO'S A PROFESSIONAL IN THAT. and then ryan gosling gives you the softest smoothest buttery delivery when he ends it with a small breathy please? the 'p' and 's' so gentle I literally sigh every time he says it... anyway--