Librarian| Nerd| sahm| Writer| Cross stitcher| 33| she/her| Crafting and fanfic are my coping mechanisms
Apr 12, 2022 • 13 tweets • 6 min read
Treehouse Tots 🌳🏠
A textfic
Rey and Ben run a successful children’s television show. First Order Media is interested, but its CEO Andrew Snoke may have more on his mind than educational programming. Can Rey and Ben resist him as well as their growing attraction to each other?
❤️ bffs to lovers
👕Gratuitous Mr Dressup & Mr Rogers references
🇨🇦 Canadian Politics
☺️ Timestamps don’t matter
Apr 11, 2022 • 4 tweets • 1 min read
“Come on, please Ben,” she begs, catching hold of his arm.
“I’m sorry,” he says, shaking her off. “This isn’t a mission I want to take my padawan on.”
“But I could *help*,” she argues.
“Sith holocrons aren’t for learners,” Ben replies, avoiding her gaze.
“That’s bantha fodder, Solo!” She snaps. “You just don’t want me coming because…”
Because of the attraction that’s forming between them, growing stronger every day. It pulls them together like string, tangling until neither is sure how to extricate themselves.
Mar 17, 2022 • 4 tweets • 3 min read
A Light in Dark Places
A cannonverse story for #ReyloSpiritWeek day 4: unplanned pregnancy
(4ss)
Mar 15, 2022 • 5 tweets • 1 min read
“You have to choose,” Snoke hisses. “A coveted position in your grandfather’s company, or some girl.”
“She’s my wife,” Ben protests weakly.
“Another weakness,” Snoke sneers. “You could have been great. Our youngest partner ever. But instead you got married. Such weakness.
“So now it’s time to make a choice, my boy. All of this,” he waves his hand around the sumptuous office, elegant but sterile and cold. “Or HER”
Ben thinks about Rey, her eyes red from crying, her packed bag at her feet as she’d begged him not to answer Snoke’s summons.
