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hello? (it's me) by sacrednut
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
21 Sep 2021
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One of her fingers pressed the “call” button.
Would he recognize her voice after 7 years?
Would she recognize his?
“Ben Solo.”
An unexpected knot strangled her throat.
“Hello?”
Rey forced herself to answer.
“It’s me.”
NEXT EXPECTED UPDATE: October 4th
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shut your mouth (and run me like a river) by sacrednut
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
17 Jan 2021
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"FUCK."
Swiftly, Ben pulled out and lifted her into the air, the sudden change making her gasp. He balanced her in one arm and used the other to place the head of his cock at her pussy entrance, the dildo still buried in her ass.
Is he going to fuck me with the dildo still in-?
As if he was answering her question, he pressed a little inside with his eyes trained on her cunt. Adjusted to the darkness, he watched how he split her open; how much space he took between her thighs. She’d never felt anything like this, so full.
"Ben it's-" she winced, the discomfort more pleasure than pain.
"Shh. I know you can take it, little slut."
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under the shadow of a tree by sacrednut
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
01 Jan 2021
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ON HIATUS -- Next Expected Update: June 6th, 2021
// spoilers
Reylo HP AU where Ben and Rey were childhood friends. He disappears for years. Next time they meet he's wearing a mask and has the Dark Mark on his arm
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(don't you f*cking dare to) look away by sacrednut
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
18 Nov 2020
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so... yeah
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She knows he would never ask her to stay, not for him, not with her career at stake. She knows, even after one night, that he will always put her career, her happiness above his own.
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Samira is accepted into a fellowship across the country.
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30 May 2026
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Beautiful. Angst with a happy ending.
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Robby was left standing, mouth agape. He almost couldn't fathom what had gotten into Mohan that emboldened her to flagrantly ignore him. Whatever it was, it seemed he'd have no choice but to follow her instruction and take it up with Abbot.
Dana interrupted his thoughts with a clearing of her throat. She crossed her arms in front of her. "You really are as dumb as you look sometimes."
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Only after the embers are crushed does clarity cut through the light panic. He’s fifteen years her senior, why’s he acting like a teenager caught red handed? Plus, there’s not really anyone she could snitch to—it’s medical.
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Jack Abbot smokes a joint occasionally, and that's his prerogative.
Bookmarked by sacrednut
12 May 2026
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So sweet and hot and realistically high lmfao
I should probably re-read it the next time I'm high -
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"He'd rather I fail and learn a lesson than succeed," Samira insisted, legs swinging below where she was perched on the island of Jack's kitchen while he stood at the stove, stirring a pot of pasta sauce.
"It's not that he wants you to fail, baby," he objected, turning to face her. "You're both too fucking stubborn. Unstoppable force meets immovable object. When he looks at you, he sees... You're young and more beautiful and more brilliant and more compassionate than anyone around you. You are potential incarnate. You're him, twenty years ago. Before emergency medicine beat that light out of him."
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The flirting thing with Abbot had come easily. Jack Abbot was a known flirt. It didn't matter the person. Dana or Dr. Al or Myrna–Whitaker if he was really in the mood to make someone blush. He'd flash a crooked smile or a wink with a sly remark to anyone in his proximity.
So when Samira asked him over the hustle of the Pittfest MCI what else was in his go-bag and he'd just smiled and replied "Oh, just wait and see," the flirty tone had not surprised her, but the tug of intrigue in her stomach it had elicited caught her a bit off guard.
So the next time Abbot had asked in passing if she had any weekend plans, despite her intention to curl up in her bed with her laptop and refrain from human contact for forty-eight hours, she'd quipped back a coy, "Wouldn't you like to know, Abbot."
Bookmarked by sacrednut
29 Apr 2026
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Valentine's fluff. Mohabbot style
I should probably read it on Valentine's 2027 when I'm alone and pretending I'm not sad about it