#myevilmouse

[vibratingskull]

13 from the fic asks for all your Thrawn x Reader fic....what do you listen to (if anything) when you write?

13: What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn’t listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?

Thank you for your question, darling (○´3｀)ﾉ⌒♡*:･。.

I do listen to music!

I love listening to Aurora, Hozier, or Erutan when I write my fluffy/GEN/romantic fics

I used to listen a lot to ORGAVSM for my smutty fics, but I listened too much and now I am tearing my hair out for new ✨fresh✨sexy playlists/songs

If I am not feeling music at the moment, or anything scratch the itch, I listen to Ambiance like Star wars apartment ambiance, ISD bridge ambiance, ballroom ambiance, etc...

And it usually do the tricks

(And 98% of the time, the audiobooks are running in the background so I can listen to Thrawn/Thurfian/Samakro sexy voice for an extra HUMPH.

[where-is-ezra]

Honestly I want you to know that the first thing I thought of when he showed up is you, a random tumblr blog that kept the faith. Finally you can rest friend. (And he looks GOOD!)

shout out to YOU and all the people who thought of me last night lmaooo. y'all helped me keep this up. it has made this occasion all the more joyous <3

[arizonapoppy]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD. Once you're given this award, you're supposed to paste it in the ask of eight people who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing happens. I think you're beautiful inside and out, never forget to love yourself💝🌟

Thank you, Evilmouse! I hope you have a good 2025.

[nymphl]

Really nice to know that Thrawn always finds a way to meddle in Ari’s affairs—even when he’s dead hahaha

I’d LOVE to read a sequel of this story, because why not? Even if they aren’t meant to be, they could just talk some more? Even talk about the meddlesome Chiss haha

About smut… wholeheartedly agree. Sometimes it just doesn’t want to be written and a few other times it just shows up out of the blue???

I mean… EXCUSE ME SIR???

Thanks dor answering. It’s always lovely to hear from you and your stories ♥️

Number 9 for the ask game… any of your thryce stories ♥️

-by nymphL (sadly tumblr doesn’t let me send asks from my secondary account so…)

Thank you so much for the ask @nymphl aka @velvetsins! I appreciate this distraction on a hot day, and I'm always happy to have an excuse to talk about Thryce, my evil OTP.

So Number 9:

While I don't have exactly alternate versions of any Thryce fics, what I -do- have is versions that I -intended- to write, and then things don't go as planned so in effect what is ultimately written and published IS the alternate version of the fic. Hah. I will give you a couple examples below the cut.

For Dis Manibus, I originally intended to write Luke/Pryce (I know, I know but it was such a fun idea) and absolutely had ZERO intention of Thrawn even making an appearance in this fic, and well....

He just showed up. And the story turned into something it absolutely wasn't meant to be. I still think about writing a sequel to this fic sometimes to attempt to complete the original concept...maybe someday...

The same EXACT thing happened with Impetuous, a fic set in @celinamarniss' Triumvirate AU. I set out to try to smush Luke Skywalker with Arihnda Pryce and Thrawn showed up again.

Thrawn in Impetuous^^

Other than those two examples of my muse actually writing the "alternate version" than the one my brain wanted to write (seems Luke and Arihnda are not meant to be), the only other examples I have is when I set out to write smut and then the smut doesn't happen. The Thrawn clone fics, and basically anything I've written rated G is an example of that. I try to be naughty (often being naughty is the whole point!) and sometimes the story resists.

I promise if I ever DO write an alternate version of a Thryce fic (or any other fic for that matter) I will share it, because fanfic is for fun and why not have an AU of an AU?

Thank you again so much for the ask! If anyone else would like to ask, the list is here.

[lex-the-flex]

Being Intimate with Luke

Luke Skywalker x reader

Warning(s): 18+ – PURE SMUT BELOW THE CUT, mentions of loosing virginity, descriptions of sex, MEGA FLUFF, (please bear with me, I’ve been craving writing some smut and I haven’t done it in a bit).

A/N: This idea came from @rubixcuby because let’s be real, Luke smut is a blessing.

The echoing sound of your whimpers radiate through the small hut that lingers deep in the desert. Teasing your folds with his tip, Luke swallows your moans with a deep kiss. Passionately locking his lips with yours, you squirm underneath Luke as he takes your hand in his.

“Luke, please. I want you…” You announce, practically begging for his touch.

“Are you sure you want this, Y/N? I don’t want to hurt you.” Luke replies, pausing everything.

Nodding, you take Luke’s chin in your free hand, he briefly leans into your touch. Kissing your palm, Luke trails down your arm, guiding his lips across every inch of your skin. Closing your legs around Luke’s waist, his tongue twirls around your breast, causing you to gasp in surprise.

Pressing his tip against your throbbing clit, the two of you lovingly gaze at one another just as Luke pushes his manhood past your exposed entrance. Moaning in the empty home together, your lungs become clogged with ecstasy as Luke thrusts his hips forward, longing to be inside you.

Burying his face in the crook of your neck, a sonnet of sounds escape from your lips, enjoying this newfound feeling. Closing the space between the two of you, Luke grips your hand just a little tighter, embracing the wave of euphoria passing over his body.

Welcoming his warmth, your walls slowly close around Luke’s manhood, letting him know that you were near your end. Letting go of your neck, Luke balances himself upward, wanting to watch you come undone beneath him. Stirring up his pace, your tight walls fully close around Luke, allowing a growl to escape from his chest.

Suddenly gripping Luke’s bicep, you lean further into his gentle touch, and you nod at your nearing release.

“Luke, I can’t—“ You begin, but the words get caught in your throat.

“I know. I’m here, Y/N.” He advises.

Curling your toes, a moan escapes from your lips and you arch your back forward, finishing at your own pace. Caressing your cheek with his thumb, Luke prolongs your desire by coming undone after you.

Gasping for air, a smile erupts from the corners of your mouth, and the soothing sounds of your laughter follows suit. Leaning his forehead on your own, a rare full smile rises from Luke’s lips, and your shared laughter fills the quiet hit that he is now proud to call home.

luke taglist ~

@midnightepiphany

@maybeimart

@nonbinary-tatooine

@kaleidoscope1967eyes

@dailydragon08

@sonofthedunes

@wicked0clouds

@tearsleftt

@thereallchristine

@partofmejustwantstosleep

@xxx-aurora-swirls

@remusstefon

@annoyinglythoughtfuldestiny

@0paperairplane0

@kethamine

@pantaeudaimonia

@acupnoodle

@flawroses

@xplore-the-unknwn

@tatooineknights

@myevilmouse

@edwxrdkenway

@gabbasblog

@garagesesh

@maybe-if-youd-listen

@rubixcuby

[lillytalons]

Saw this outfit called pumpkin spice pilot by @tatooineknights and I had to draw it 🍂☕️

edit: apparently pumpkin spice pilot was from @myevilmouse 💛

[jedi-valjean]

WIP Tag Game

Tagged by: @corellianhounds (BIG thank you because I love getting the chance to talk about WIPs 💕)

Rules: In a new post, list the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I tend to put individual chapters in their own docs so I feel like I'm going to have a LOT of these. Anyway—

Kafuka-teki 15: Next Morning

Kessel Run Week 3 (no snippet for this yet

Kessel Run Vignette

Kafuka-teki 13: Precipice

Kafuka-teki 12: Crucible

Kafuka-teki 11: Companionship

Kafuka-teki 10: Stalker

Kafuka-teki 7: Conference

Kafuka-teki 16: Slump

The Tale of Tak Rennod

Kafuka-teki 17: Breakthrough

Kafuka-teki 9: Itinerary

Yrphaxia Outline

Kafuka-teki 8: Special Report

Jod Backstory

Kafuka-teki 4: New Phase

SITM 4.3

SITM 4.1

SITM 4.5

SITM 4.2

Kafuka-teki: Total Recall

Jango Story

history of the entire star wars galaxy, i guess

I think I'm going to cut it off there. Feel free to ask me about any of these!

Wow. I am going to have to tag a lot of people. Here we go!

@findswoman @thechaoticfanartist @spell-cleaver @catboymettaton @mandalorian-general

@whayjhey @blueberry-ry @thelivingforce @baba-fett @oloreaa

@myevilmouse @saradika @ace-din-djarin

My little brain can't remember every writer blog I follow and which ones I'm mutuals with so if you see this you're tagged

[celinamarniss]

WIP Tag Game

Tagged by: @myevilmouse

Rules: In a new post, list the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!

SMUGGLERS

Experiments

Lando Calrissian and the Jewel of Andara

Courtship of Luke Skywalker

Daughter of the Rain and Snow

Kian and Asta

Qi'ra

Han and Mara story

@jedimordsith and @virusq I know you have lots of WIPs!

The original meme required me to tag as many people as WIPs and I'm just not gonna do that.

[takadasaiko]

Last Line Game

Rules: Post the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.

Tagged by the fantastic @illegalcerebral 💛

And I’m actually writing, so I can play 😂 This is from my this unnamed TentooRose fic:

He was on the move again and she watched him grow more and more agitated with each empty hall.

Ooof. Nineteen. Let’s see…

@nimata-beroya @exlibrisfangirl @strivia

@pagerunner-j @theherothechampiontheinquisitor @laporcupina @intricatecakes @morningdawnbreaks @alyblacklist @jedimordsith @tatooineknights @paintedmagpie @farmboy1 @twinsoulvisionary @myevilmouse @wolfflock @kiwriteswords @rolliraserin and anyone else that would like to join in 😊

[vibratingskull]

"Only if you are bored/have time...

How about a thrawn x reader where he's been captured (or is it all part of his plan?) by a small Rebel cell and she's interrogating him and his authority kink is in overdrive at this sexy, smart, badass woman who is totally unimpressed with him? He is getting hornier and hornier....like uh-oh she's hot kinda way...what was my mission again? how to strategize in this situation?!? hahah bonus points for Thrawn POV!" -@myevilmouse

Bonus point for one Thrawn pov? Here bitch! Take the whole fic!

Thrawn x f!reader

Thrawn has masochist tendencies and maybe a degradation kink, you can't convince me otherwise.

Thrawn wakes up with a pulsating head… He blinks a bit before being able to assess the situation.

That’s right!

He left the Chimaera under a false identity and a disguise to spy on a rebel cell, he followed a promising woman with two goons and received a treacherous hit behind his skull and blacked out. He cracks his neck, they hitted hard, but in a critical point, whoever knocked him out was maybe a coward but by all evidence knows how to spare and how to hide their presence. And now he’s tied up to a chair in a dark room that looks like a cell. Great… 

-You’re finally awake, a feminine voice calls him on the other side of the room.

-Indeed I am, he grunts, his head still pulsing. 

If he woke up in this cell it meant that the officers accompanying him in this mission were defeated too. It is not everyday that he ends up in a dire situation, but it is nothing he can't get out of. Depending on how long he was knocked out cold Faro would have noticed he did not send the planned message at the planned hours and already sent a rescue mission, the only thing he needed was a radio signal to send his position. And if he has to break one or two necks in the process… Well, this is what war is, even if he would rather not do it.

-Traitor… She calls

-I do not know who you are but you simply can’t call an innocent civilian a traitor, I’ve done nothing wrong! He pretends, maybe the jailer doesn’t know enough and will fall for the comedy.

- “Innocent civilian”... She laughs, a high pitched sound, crystalline and cold, we both know you are none of the sort, “Grand Admiral '', she mocks.

So they know this much, interesting to note. He finally distinguishes a silhouette in the distance but too far away, even for him, to see her traits. She’s sitting on a chair, cross-legged and slouching against a table. It means she can’t see behind his back, perfect! He discreetly rolls his wrists in the handcuffs, trying to access the little lazer file hidden in the lining of his sleeve.

- I repeat, I don’t know what you’re talking about, you must mistake me for someone else… He plead as pathetically as he can to gain some time.

She tuts.

-I don’t think so Grand Admiral Thrawn, you are… rather unique in this part of the galaxy.

Useless to play the comedy anymore, now to know the extent of their intel.

-You’re searching for this? She calmly asks, throwing something on the ground with a jingling.

The file.

-We also found your two comlinks, your ship command and your two hidden weapons… She enumerates almost uninterested, and your colleagues are taking care of in other rooms.

His gaze lazily passes from the file to her, hidden in the shadows, a single eyebrow raised. Freeing himself is just becoming more difficult suddenly. He can still brute force his way through it and break his cuffs with sheer force, but it will be even less discreet. Might as well make her talk while she’s here.

-Can I see the visage of my captor? He straightens his back as a Grand Admiral should be, recovering his haughtiness.

She remains silent for a moment and sighs. She stands up and walks up to him, her heels clacking on the ground, and she slowly reveals herself to him. The woman he was following. She towers over him from all her height and looks at him with… pity? Contempt? Judgement? Whatever it is, her gaze pierces him and stabs him. She forces him to look up at her, the light behind her illuminating her with a white halo only accentuating the sharpness of her shiny eyes. She only exults confidence and disdain but also a tad of prudence. As she eyeballs him he doesn’t deprive himself from observing her from head to stilettos, taking as much info as he can. Tall and muscular, her eyes shine with intelligence and an unbridled rage, her tensed muscles jaw and throat indicate that she’s containing herself. He can use that to his advantage. He notes the folded whip at her hips, a blade and a taser that he would rather not touch. Navigating this situation will be perilous, but a warrior never backs down. His stare goes back on her face and he ponders for a second, why does she seem familiar? He never forgets a face but he never saw her before. Maybe something in her attitude or how she conducts herself… But apparently she knows him very well because she accepted to take care of him while not being the warrior type, with the tight fitted dress and the heels.

-Satisfied? She snarls

-I am, thank you, he nods. Now can you please tell me why you are referring to me as a “traitor”? He asks politely.

For sole answer he receives a fantastic punch in the face. It almost makes the chair flip over. He sees stars and his skin tingles where the sharp bite of her knuckles meet his jaw. He blinks and shakes his head before his chin is grasped and she puts her face a mere centimeters from his.

-Now listen, you are not on your ISD. You are on my territory, under my roof, away from your little friends, because I wanted it that way, not the other way around. Starting now I am the one asking the questions, she placidly announces.

He was sure she would unleash her rage, indulging in her anger but instead and be malleable but instead he met with someone perfectly calm, under control. He searches her eyes but only see resolution and a dark void, like her blood was replaced by icy cold water. He starts wondering if he didn’t end up in the claws of a psychopath, a type he rarely engages with and tends to avoid. He never appreciated those psychic profiles even though they are surprisingly easy to understand for him, their lack of empathy and disregard for life always stirred him the wrong way. For a split second he wonders if he’s not a bit scared.

And maybe a bit excited.

Those rebels are numerous and capable but never pose a real challenge, he comes, he sees and he vanquishes. His important job became stale and boring to him, nothing to break up the routine, nothing intellectually or physically stimulating. Everything is too easy for him. Victory no longer tastes sweet and gratifying, losing all its meaning.

But here…

Here his life might be threatened in ways out of his control. He may really lose it all…

The adrenaline spike he feels wakes up his survival instincts, sleeping for a long time.

And it is terribly exciting.

Finally some action.

But it is not a reason to throw away his dignity and give her what she wants. The imperturbable mask is back on as quick as it slipped off.

-Understood? She flashes her pearly white teeth.

He slowly blinks to indicate that he understood. She releases her grip and moves away.

- Now why are you here?

-Because you wanted me here, Thrawn dryly respounds  

She grins, taking her blade and grazing it on his blue skin just under his eye.

-What else, doc?

-Formal mission of counterespionage, gang regulation and arms trafficking.

Which is not a lie.

She simply straddles his laps, and cuts his skin across his cheek. He winces at the sharp bite of the blade and the warm sensation of his blood flowing freely. She grabs a fist of his hair, yanking his head back and exposing his throat.

-Now, now. You’re pretty cute. I would hate to have to bruise this pretty face. So you either get to the juicy parts or you’re coming back eyeless, she lets a blade wander around his throat.

He breathes through his nose and gulps under the cold metal sensation around his artery. Despite his best efforts his mind starts to wander other places, it is surprisingly difficult to think straight when you’re between the tights of a woman. He mentally shakes himself.

-I am here because your group is suspected of robbing the Empire of riffle’s cannon,  grenade’s module and non-assembled hyperdrives on behalf of the resistance.

-Who sold us?

The rebel who accepted to cooperate has been granted the status of protected witness in exchange of the intel, he cannot reveal their name. He deducted the place and the proportion of the group himself.

-Nobody, I found out myself.

-You lie well, but I’m not an idiot. The method we used was perfect, unless one of us decided to deceive us. And I wanna know who! She presses the sharp tip of the blade on his vein.

- I do not know their real name, they used the nickname “Udor” during our interrogations.

She squints at him. It is half a lie, he doesn’t know their name but her organization is too vast for her to know each and every nicknames of her agents, it will buy him some time. She looks a bit disappointed.

-And no method is truly perfect. You are only as efficient as the least competent of your agent, he adds.

She bares her teeth, cutting deeper into the flesh. Doing so she also presses herself more against his groin, and it’s getting really difficult to concentrate with a fiery woman rubbing herself against his crotch.

-And you’re as mortal as each of us. Do not patronize me, imperial traitor, she hisses.

 He raises an eyebrow.

-Here we are again. Why the traitor? He asks calmly.

- Because this is what you are. An imperial trash and a traitor.

- I never betrayed anyone I pledged my loyalty to, I wonder where you got this idea.

Her eyes widens and for a split second he’s convinced she’s gonna stab him. But she deeply breathes and when she opens back her eyes the black void and resolution are back. Icy cold water instead of blood.

-Because you killed my brother, she lets out between her teeth.

He refrain a snarl, does she know how little it narrows it down?

- Your brother? I claimed the life of many, rarely by choice, frequently by necessity. You will need to be more precise.

- Oh no. Put this encephalon you’re so proud of to use.

He observes her face intently, his mind racing at full speed. Who…? 

Then it flashes. The methods…

-You are Cygni’s sister.

-Indeed.

-He always striked me as the type of person protecting something, but I did not know a little sister was part of it, Thrawn says, fully interested.

Nightswan, his great opponent… Back when his work was interesting and stimulating. 

Could her sister live up to his standard? Offers him great battles and interesting fresh new tactics?

It would be undreamt for…

-Oh he did it for me. To ensure I would not have to live under the empire's rule any more. He talked to me about this great strategist that he came to respect and admire despite their differences.

He feels a pinch of guilt. He respected and admired Nightswan too, and this conversation is taking a turn a bit too personal to his liking, he’s more and more sympathetic to her situation and empathy towards someone threatening you with a blade is rarely a sane and healthy move.

- He wondered how it would have been if you were both on the same side, working for the greater good, but you shot him in the back. Literally.

She grasps his throat and presses it. He’s quickly getting light headed by the lack of blood, accounting that the rest is flowing to his groin where she deliciously rubs herself against, even though unwillingly.

This is a really curious situation he got himself into.

- I deeply respected your brother. He was a man of honor and principles, the galaxy would be greater for it having more people like him.

- It still didn’t prevent you from killing him.

- I have duties and responsibilities that he was going against, we both knew what it meant.

-Is it what you’re telling yourself to wash yourself from guilt and sleep at night without nightmares? So the voices of your victims don’t haunt you?

- I knew full well what I was engaging myself into when I accepted to work for the Empire.

-Excuses! It won’t give me my brother back!

-Neither will killing me, he says lazily, a thin smile appearing on his lips, but here we are.

Hypoxia, when the brain lacks oxygen an euphoric sentiment spreads and right now he feels very, very light and happy. And her sexual stimulation isn’t spoiling anything, quite the opposite. A flash of lucidity strikes him when he asks himself if he should really indulge into those sensations in such dire situation, but they are so… powerful. All his muscles slowly relax and the pain of the cuffs subsides as his head gets lighter and lighter.

He’s feeling very good right now. He almost wants to laugh as she rides him so pleasantly like that. She’s beautiful and feisty, all he likes in a woman. That would make for an interesting story he could tell Ar’alani if they ever cross paths again. The more he thinks about the sillier it gets.

The woman seems to hesitate at his words, loosening her grip.

- It doesn’t matter anymore, she shakes her head, I have you where I wanted. It is only a matter of time now…

-What? He giggles.

He’s seeing stars again, little fireworks behind his eyes. Damn, if she continues squeezing her thighs like that he will have an erection, and it will go straight to the top of the most humiliating interrogation he had to face. But strangely it doesn’t displease him. He thinks he might like that… Maybe she would degrade him more and use him to her advantage. He always liked women who initiate action.

-Your demise, she spits, tightening her grip.

He moans in a breath. If only she would squeeze harder. If only she would cut him deeper. If only she would ride him properly…

-You seem to enjoy yourself, traitor, she snarls.

-Am I? He grins.

-Simply abject… Are all the imperials deviant like you?

Good question! He theorized they all have their fantasies, it is just a coincidence that one of his is unfolding right now.

Before he could respond, her comlink rings. She releases him and stands up from his lap.

-I have to go, she heads towards the door, but I’m not done with you, she points at him with her blade.

He breathes through his nose as she exit the room. Faro and the Chimaera would be here before the end of the night, but he catches himself praying for them to be a bit late…

@bluechiss @thrawnalani @justanothersadperson93 @al-astakbar @thrawnspetgoose @readinglistfics @elise2174 @debonaire-princess @twilekchiss@pencil-urchin @ineedazeezee @mssbridgerton

[oenothera5]

✨ people I wanna know better! ✨

Thank you for the tag, @raksh-writes !

Last Song? My memory is pretty jumbled today but I do remember hearing a Dwight Yoakam cover of the Grateful Dead's Truckin' this morning for the first time and absolutely loved it.

Favourite colour? Cool colors (green, blue, purple)

Currently watching? "Loki" Season 2 on Disney+ and "Imitation" on Viki Rakuten. Loki Season 2 is so well-written. I can tell that they plotted it all out ahead of time and seeded important things along the way. If users figure out the foreshadowing ahead of time, it's not a bad thing- it means you constructed it well.

Last movie? I was supposed to go see the Taylor Swift concert movie a few weeks ago but something came up and we had to cancel last minute. I am bummed out.

Sweet/spicy/savoury? Definitely spicy. I like all sorts of spicy things, but complex spicy things like a really good fresh salsa or a Thai curry or Korean fried chicken. I am not into things that are sheer pain though- you'll never find me trying a ghost pepper or anything.

Relationship status? Married

Current obsessions? The World Series just ended. My Diamondbacks lost, but I provided great entertainment to my coworkers this week as I begged every restaurant/venue we visited to put the game on. There's always next year!

Last thing you googled? "Seventeen Seventeenth Heaven Autograph Template." My BFF and I are trying to decode the signed albums she bought. We've identified two but some others are eluding us. Strangely, if you Google search that, you get calendars with the Virgin Mary on them

Selfie: I'm a very shy person but here is a funny sign I saw at the Starbucks this week. They are very much Swifties at my Starbucks.

Friends I wanna get to know better:

I will tag with no pressure, as always: @myevilmouse @minisugakoobies @seokjinger-ale @ele-millennial-weirdo @theyellowotter

[bookwormstarwarsfan]

Bold Tag Game

Bold the ones that are true

Thanks for the tag @diplomaticprincess

APPEARANCE

blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear make-up // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards

HOBBIES AND TALENTS

i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks // i can do a handstand

RELATIONSHIP

i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

AESTHETICS

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season

MISCELLANEOUS

i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy Mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs

No pressure tags: @myevilmouse @mythicluke @1000-alshain @culturevulture73

Please participate if you want to and don't if you don't!

[lex-the-flex]

Having Luke Help You Sleep

ESB!Luke Skywalker x reader

The heater’s low hum fills the room carved out of ice with its consoling ambiance that insults you from afar. Snuggling beneath the blankets, you remain warm, but no matter how hard you try, you just can't seem to fall asleep. A heavy sigh escapes your lips as you want nothing more than to leave this frozen hell.

Peeling the warm blankets off, you quietly make your way to the small kitchenette in the corner, hoping not to wake your bunkmate. Preparing some hot water to boil, you reach for one of the few drinking cups provided in your "dorm-like" room only to discover that once again, it remains at the top of a supply crate.

Which you cannot reach.

"Damn it, Skywalker." You whisper to yourself.

Desperately trying to fight the smirk that rises to your lips, you reach calmly out with the Force and levitate the cup into your gloved hand.

“Y/N? What’s wrong, did you have a bad dream?” Luke whispers from the other side of the room. 

“I just can’t sleep. That’s all.” You reply, prepping some of your soothing dried herbal tea. 

Leaning against the kitchenette’s counter, the hot liquid soothes your soul as Luke climbs down from his bunk to join you. Pouring himself a glass of the tea, he motions for a quick “cheers”, which you firmly decline. 

“Now what have I told you about putting the dishes on the supply crate?” You tease. 

“Oh come on. It’s not my fault you’re short.” He adds with a smile. 

“How dare you! You do realize I’m taller than Leia, right?” You jest, pulling your cup further away from Luke’s. 

“I do. You’re the perfect height, Y/N.” He replies, clinking his cup with yours. 

Finishing the rest of your tea, a large yawn escapes your lips, prompting that sleep was on the horizon. Calmly rubbing your eyes, Luke sits on the edge of your bunk and rearranges the blankets. 

“Here, we can help each other.” Luke advises, motioning for you to follow. 

Climbing into the bunk, Luke adjusts the blankets over your frame, which allows you to lay your head on his chest. Softly wrapping his arms around you, the calming and rhythmic sound of his breathing makes your eyelids grow heavy. 

Fully closing your eyes, Luke glances at your now sleeping frame, and smiles to himself for the first time in months. 

“See you in the morning, love.” He whispers before lightly kissing your forehead. 

luke skywalker taglist ~

@maybeimart

@nonbinary-tatooine

@kaleidoscope1967eyes

@dailydragon08

@sonofthedunes

@wicked0clouds

@tearsleftt

@thereallchristine

@partofmejustwantstosleep

@xxx-aurora-swirls

@remusstefon

@annoyinglythoughtfuldestiny

@0paperairplane0

@kethamine

@pantaeudaimonia

@acupnoodle

@flawroses

@xplore-the-unknwn

@tatooineknights

@myevilmouse

@edwxrdkenway

@garagesesh

@maybe-if-youd-listen

@liliesdiary

@uh-i-think-its-frank

@obislittleone

@reader3

@iywaias-sleep-paralysis-demon

@miss-wednesday98

@poppyflower-22

@thisfeelslike-iykyk

@pikminsworld

@ruffleberry

@wiredtired-wyn

@misguidedswagger

@kpopgirlbtssvt

@galaxyphoenix

@ilovemarkhamill

@redfivesbiggestfan

[dankfarrikdrabbles]

October is halfway over (oh no!), which means Halloween is closer (Oh yes!). It's been great to see the Star Wars-tober prompt list being used by so many people! Here is a list of blogs who have participated. If you have the time, please drop in and enjoy and encourage these talented artists and writers! Please send a note if we missed anyone. We'll be doing an end of the month round-up as well. :D @sunshin3-punk

@starwarjotta

@0vvl404

@cornycopeia

@myevilmouse

@ruusaanrambles

@bitter-chocolate-stars

@lazinesswrites

@dramaticmusicplaying

@littleladymab

@notavalidusername

And of course @doodlingfoolishness/@fanfoolishness and @red-velvet-panda, two artists who are very serious about being creation enablers!

It's never too late to join the fun!

[dailydragon08]

The sequel to Darkness Calls, Closing The Tomb, will be live by 5pm EST tonight. Stay tuned ✨

~~~

Taglist (please let me know via comment or DM if you'd like to be added): @kaleidoscope1967eyes @masterlukessaber @coffeeorsomething-irl @lxstfathier @rogue-kenobi @sonofthedunes @pomplalamoose @lex-the-flex @fandom1515 @myevilmouse @ilovemarkhamill @goddessesofeverything @acupnoodle

[takadasaiko]

"WHY I WROTE IT" BINGO

(Original by @ao3commentoftheday HERE)

Tagged by the fantastic @illegalcerebral. This looks like so much fun! Thanks, friend :D

Rules: Choose one (or multiple) of your fics, grab the original empty bingo card, and fill it out! <3

I'm getting a bit ambitious here. I'm going to tackle the following fics pulled from my AO3 stats. They're colour-coded below and I'll X the bingo card with that colour! Here we go with the top five according to AO3.....

Second Chances (Marvel)

A Price to be Paid (Once Upon a Time)

A Flicker of Light (Star Wars)

Everything Back to You (the Blacklist)

Such Great Heights (Wynonna Earp)

So no bingo for me, but clearly I have a pattern in my writing :P

Tagging: @nimata-beroya, @jedimordsith, @intricatecakes, @exlibrisfangirl, @alyblacklist, @paintedmagpie, @myevilmouse, @kiwriteswords, @strivia, and anyone else interested in playing :D