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𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩 ๋࣭ ⭑𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘴𝘩𝘦/𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘮. 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴.

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I Am Yours In The End (anakin x f!reader angst/smut)

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puttering around the house is an underrated form a self-care. make some tea or coffee. put on a podcast. sort the mail. tidy some pillows and fold some blankets. start the laundry. thaw some soup. just casually wander around aimlessly doing little things to make your space and life a little nicer. who cares if you get distracted or only do a little. you aren't being productive. you're puttering.

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I AM YOURS IN THE END | Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader x F!Reader

Summary: When you're captured by the Empire and brought onboard his ship for interrogation, Anakin must face you for the first time since his betrayal.
Word Count: 8.5K
Warnings: 18+. Heavy angst. Betrayal. Lovers to enemies to ?. Anakin as Vader if the battle on mustafar didn't happen (he still wears the mask for intimidation). Truly insane levels of devotion (to the point it makes the poor guy stupid). Some graphic violence. Murder. Semi-public sex. Sex in a cell–there is a dead stormtrooper in the room but not near them and isn't really mentioned after death.
A/N: This is unrealistic as hell but we're going with it 🖤 also sorry if the smut and ending sucks, i was kind of unsure about it but if i looked at it any longer i would have deleted the whole thing

You were exactly how Anakin remembered. 

A little bloody. More than a little bruised. Features hidden beneath an unruly veil of gorgeous hair except for the all too familiar, blazing glow of your eyes searing into him the moment he stepped into your cell. 

It's ironic, a cruel voice in his mind whispered, that seeing you in this kind of state is what had driven him here in the first place all those years ago–to the dark-side of the force, to him.

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waoh,,,, this whole section….. INSANE

I keep going back to this fic since I saw it and oh my. it is incredible each time I read it

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not me crying over the fact you keep coming back to read it 😭😭 i'm so happy you enjoyed the fic! And tysm for reading and re-reading 🖤🖤

#𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊#soso greatful for this 🖤#anakin skywalker x reader
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I CAN SMELL YOUR SICKNESS | Assassin!Theodore Nott x Assassin!Reader

Summary: He didn't know why you'd chosen him of all people to toy with, turning your work into a twisted game, a deadly chase, but he would make sure that you knew it was the worst mistake you had ever made. [5.8k]
C/W: 18+. Violence. Murder. Rough sex. Piv. Blowjob. Dirty talk. Dacryphilia. Biting. Angry and obsessive Theo. Kind of batshit crazy reader (i love her). Kind of cheating - its mentioned theo has a wife but its a for show kind of marriage.
A/N: did i fall in love with both theo and the reader whilst writing this??? yes i did 🤭

Theo thrived on order.

His entire life was compartmentalised, his home, his work - his other work.

There was a reassurance that calmed him knowing that the lines would never blur, that he'd gotten far too good at what he did to ever let them, that every kill he made was quick and neat, flawless. Beautifully untraceable.

He never got more involved than was necessary, not when he had perfected the art of sweeping in like a ghost and disappearing just as quick. Only ever leaving behind a dead body and a perfectly curated set-up to point to what was, quite obviously, a mere tragic accident and absolutely not the result of anything far more sinister.

But you.

God help him, you were the personification of mess. A savage storm raging between tissue and bone, a waking fucking nightmare, a harbinger of death in its most brutal form.

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this is so unhinged giuys... i love it

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i'm cackling, there really is no other way to describe this fic than unhinged lmao

#𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊#this is still the most fun fic i've written lol#thank you for reading! 🖤#theodore nott x reader

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