Hello! I’m Moth! I spend my free time writing fanfiction and thought maybe i would share some of it :) I write mostly x reader fanfics.
I am twenty-two, a pluviophile, infp-t, ♉️, and fictional character lover
Currently, I am getting my character list and blog rules together and I am excited to share my work with you! I will soon be open for requests, and I will be posting a few works of mine that I have already written.
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Hello and good morning to you all, and welcome once again to another Fandom Friday. As always, this is your host Coffeelorian or if you prefer, just plain Coffee, back with another update from around the vast fandom that is Star Wars.
Before we begin…well, for the first time in Fandom Friday history, I have absolutely zero announcements or disclaimers to offer you, so!
Let’s do something completely different and open up the comms to the readers, specifically, did any good things happen to you this week? If so, feel free to drop it in the comments or reblogs, and hopefully, we will all get a little joy out of this today.
And now, so I don’t forget or get distracted, here are my picks of the week.
THE CLONE WARS
The Clone Wars Fanfiction—“No Other Heart”, by @sosleia.
The Clone Wars Fanfiction—“Eyes Of The Jaig”, by @captainrexsgf.
THE BAD BATCH FANFICTION
The Bad Batch Fanfiction—“Jungle”,by @skellymom.
The Bad Batch Fanfiction—“The People They Chose To Be, Chapter 1”, by @avaashcroft.
MAUL: SHADOW LORD
Maul: Shadow Lord Fanfiction—“Nightmare”, by @shadowlit-shows.
Maul: Shadow Lord Fanfiction—“Nightmare/Holocron”, by @carnally-mauls.
ROGUE ONE
Rogue One Fanfiction—“Blue Milk”, by @digital-moth-cafe.
Rogue One Fanfiction—“Don’t Leave”, by @welikeimagines-andfandoms.
THE MANDALORIAN
The Mandalorian Fanfiction—“Smaller Acts", by @wannabespacesmuggler.
The Mandalorian Fanfiction—“Life Is Sweet”, by @jobean12-blog.
In conclusion, as part of my mission to poke around the Star Wars fandom and highlight those creators who might otherwise go unnoticed…I hope you will check out the links I have included for yourselves and like, comment on, and reblog them, as well as also giving the writers a few more followers to their Tumblr pages.
Please also like and reblog this latest installment so that these links can be spread around to as many other fans as possible, just in case not all of them can tune in at the same time.
An additional thank you goes to @djarrex for making the divider I used earlier in this post, but still want to give credit for.
prompt: “You’re as beautiful as the day I lost you.”
moth’s note: this man will always be the blueprint 🤎 not gonna lie this made me tear up a bit when i first wrote this 🥹
tags: angst to fluff, orcs, mentions of torture, violence (“off-screen) hair cutting, captivity, rescue fic, healing, aragorn being the best, traumatized reader, not proofread
word count: 1.2k
The chain around your ankle was a cruel reminder of your true fate.
The orcs had laughed at your pain. When they captured you, when they cut you open, when they cut your hair. The small gash on your head still stung, the feeling of dried blood crackling on the side of your head. They had threatened to cut your ear off if you didn’t stop your weeping.
You missed your family, you missed the sun, but most of all you missed your heart, Aragorn.
A part of you wished he would never have to see you like this, weak and abused. You wondered if he would flinch away upon seeing you.
One part of your heart wanted you to die quickly, to be put of this misery. The other, still held onto hope, to love. Aragorn would find you, of course he would.
Did he even know you were captured? How would he enter Mordor? Is the Fellowship still alive?
These questions ran through your head every day. You didn’t know how long you’d been here. There was no sun in Mordor. Time bled together. You could’ve been here for months, maybe even a year now.
A slam against your cell’s bars scared you out of your daze. There were raised voices. They didn’t sound like orcs, neither uruk-hai. You looked and saw a dead orc, he was shot with an arrow. The arrow looked familiar though you couldn’t put your finger on it.
“Is she here laddie?” You knew that voice… Gimli.
Your heart started to pound. Maybe this was it, you were dying, maybe your mind was playing tricks on you, giving you one last vision before you finally passed.
“She has to be. I won’t stop looking until shes in my arms again.”
Aragorn?
Tears filled your eyes. No, no, no, he can’t be here. Not this again.
You placed your hand sober your ears and closed your eyes. Curling up, you prayed to the Valar- just stop this torment!
Rough gloved hands grasped your arms.
“No! Do not touch me!” You screamed. Eyes still closed you began to fight back as best you could.
“Y/n… My heart, open your eyes.” A soothing voice. It was him.
You shook your head fervently. “No, you’re not real! You’re not here! I’m dead, I’m dead!” Your throat was sore and dry. The orcs weren’t exactly known for their hospitality, how you were parched.
The hands left your arms and a thumb brushed against the side of your forehead. A soothing action only Aragorn would do.
Your heart seemed to stop. You open your eyes.
Before knelt Aragorn. He looked exhausted, he was covered in orc blood, but he was here.
“Aragorn?” You ask, voice still cracking.
“I’m here my heart. You’re safe now.”
“Are you real?” you ask, tears falling down your face.
“I am real. I am here to take you away from here. No more of this place.”
You reaches out and places your hand on his chest. You felt his heart beat. He was real…
You couldn’t hold yourself up anymore and you collapsed into his arms. You grabbed onto his coat as tight as you could. You sobbed in his arms as gently shushes you.
“You’re safe, no more. We are going home.”
Home.
“Aragorn, I found the key!” Legolas was also here?
Nimble hands fiddled with the chain around your ankle. It finally unlocked.
Your ankle was raw and bloodied. You gasped at the sight.
“Don’t look,” Aragorn demands softly. “I’m going to help you stand.”
You nod, still holding onto him you try to stand. A shooting pain ran up through your leg, you cry out and fall, but Aragorn was quick to catch you.
He gentle whisks you in his arms and holds you close to him, his arms under your legs, carrying you as if you were a bride.
“You curled into him, you felt exhausted. You let your eyes close as you hear Aragorn begging you to stay awake.
(time skip brought to you by tom bombadil.)
The first thing you notice was the the sun. It bled through your eyelids, it warmed you. You were lying in something in something soft. A stark contrast to what you had been used to.
A hand was in yours. You open your eyes, the light stung. You hissed and closed your eyes again, not used to the light.
“Y/n… you’re awake!”
You turned your head towards the voice. you slowly opened your eyes. You see Aragorn sitting in a chair beside you, a book in his lap. You gasped.
“Where am I?” you ask.
“You are in Gondor my Lady.”
“Gandalf?” You ask as he enters your view. He looked different from when you had seen him last. He bore striking white hair and white robes now.
“Yes my dear. You are safe. Aragorn here never left your side once. in fact he’s the one who healed you.” He adds.
You look to Aragorn. “Is this true?”
Aragorn nods humbly.
Your lips wobbled as you reached for him, he gently grabs your hand and kisses it.
“I’ll leave you two be. We’re happy you’re back Y/n. We have all missed you.” Gandalf places a hand in your shoulder and exits the room.
Aragorn touches your cheek gently. He looks deep into your eyes, sadness was etched in his.
You avoided his gaze. You looked at your arms. They weren’t covered in dirt or grime. You wounds were bandaged. You ached, but it wasn’t anything you couldn’t handle.
You sniff. “I must look frightening.”
“No. No, you are as beautiful as the day I lost you, Y/n. I made a vow to you to protect you and I failed. I would ask your forgiveness.”
You hold his hand and squeezed it. “You didn’t fail me, you found me. Although I must admit, the thought of dying there…” You shake your head.
“You aren’t there anymore, you’re safe.”
All of a sudden, questions ran through your head. “What about the Ring? Where’s the fellowship? Is Frodo still ali-“
“Sshhh, the Ring is destroyed Y/n. Yes Frodo is alive. He didn’t want to go back to the Shire before he said goodbye to you.”
“He’s so kind. I must thank him.”
Aragorn nods, a small smile on his lips.
“Aragorn? How long was I was in Mordor?”
“Three months.”
You chest heaves. Everything runs through your head again, the pain, the orcs-
“Oh stars.” You cup your hand over your mouth, trying not to cry out.
“Y/n, do not let yourself be toubled. they won’t hurt you anymore. The Ring is destroyed, Mordor is destroyed. The orcs are gone.” Aragorn tries to comfort you.
“It felt so much longer than that. I was all alone. I was so scared!”
“I know. I’m sorry I couldn’t find you sooner. If you can find it in your heart to forgive me, I will graciously accept any forgiveness you can give me.”
“Aragorn there is nothing to apologize for. I love you. You found me.” You repeat.
Aragorn nods and kisses your hand again, and holds it to his lips. Tears stream gently down his face. You run one away.
“I’m just so happy you’re alive.” He gets out of his chair and goes to hug you. You meet him half way.
He holds you tight against him. He buries his face into your neck, inhaling your familiar, calming scent.
“You’re never leaving my side again. No harm will ever come to again, this I promise you, my heart.”
You melt in his arms, letting his words warm you. “Thank you.”
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moth’s note: bodhi is genuinely one of my most favorite characters of all time
tags: nightmares, light angst, bodhi being a sweetie <3, implied force sensitive!reader
word count: 0.7k
Yavin 4 was never silent. It’s time like these you wish it would be. Between squads running, ships launching and landing, droids, people, it couldn’t be quiet you guessed.
You walk through the base, you wrap your robe around you and rub your shoulders.
You try to shake your nightmare off. You couldn’t. The image of your friend Jyn being killed replayed in your head. You shake these images away. Maybe some warm blue milk will help you get back to sleep.
You make your way into the cafeteria, there were a few stragglers there. You payed no mind to them. Though a familiar figure caught your eye.
Bodhi Rook.
He was hunched over, holding what would you know? Blue milk. His long dark locks were not tied back in a bun, he didn’t have his goggles. He looked…comfortable.
The blue milk immediately left your mind. You walked over to him and gently place a hand on his shoulder.
He jumped but ever so slightly. “Oh, hello Y/n. Why are you still up?” Concern was heavy in his voice.
You sigh and sit by him at the table. You scratch at the table. “I get dreams.”
“Nightmares?” Bodhi asks.
“Yeah. If they can even be called that. I feel like it’s worse than just nightmares.” You shake your head. “It almost feels like… something or someone is calling to me, and i can’t help them.”
“Y/n I’m so sorry. That sounds terrible. Not being able to let your mind rest, I understand that.” Bodhi reaches over and places his hand on top yours. he rubs his hand across your knuckles softly. his hands were rough, but his touch was the opposite.
“Thanks Bodhi. It’s hard not being able to trust your own mind.” You say looking down. “I feel like there’s something fundamentally wrong with me.”
“Nothing is wrong with you Y/n. I’ve only known you a few short weeks and you’ve been the kindest one to me here. You don’t turn away from me, you don’t look at me as if i’m still apart of the empire.”
“Never Bodhi, you defected. You left, that part of your life is done. You have so much you can do now. You freed yourself.”
Bodhi huffs and smiles. “I wouldn’t go that far.” He looks at your joined hands. His heart warms at the sight.
“I would,” you say in response. You knew bringing Bodhi to Yavin could be a danger. You worried about how other rebels might see him. But Bodhi was smarter, he knew how to handle himself. Plus having K2 also helps.
“Do you want some milk?” He asks. “Sometimes it helps me sleep, especially when it’s warm.”
You nod, “I would love some Bodhi thank you. That’s actually why I came down here.”
“Warm blue milk helps you sleep too?” Bodhi asks, a smile on his face.
“Yeah, it does. It’s also kind of a guilty pleasure for me.” You admit shaking your head.
Bodhi just nods and goes off to get the milk. You watch his figure as he moves. You could tell he was still learning his way around.
He comes back with two mugs. “Here you are,” he hands you the mug.
You thank him. The mug immediately warms your palms. You take a sip and let the warmth engulf you. You hummed in response.
“That good huh?”
A smile grows on your face, “Yeah, it’ll do. Thank you again.”
Bodhi raises a hand. “It’s all right. No need to thank me Y/n.”
You look down at your mug and smiled. You were glad you came down here when you did.
“So you you get them too? Nightmares I mean…”
“Yes, I do. Mostly about the life I did have, but they’re less and less now. Ever since meeting you-I mean, just coming here has helped. I know I’m safe here. For now at least.”
“For now?” You asked.
“For now. Everything still seems so…unknown.”
“Is there anything that you know for sure?” You asked curiously.
“Yes, there is someone.” Body replies. He rubs his hand on his neck. “But that’s for another time.”
You didn’t dare push back. Bodhi oils tell you something when he was ready, you never pushed him.
“I’m glad I came down here when I did.” You admit to him.
“I am too.”
“We should do more of thee then. We can call them our… milk dates…” You trail off. Milk date?? What?
Bodhi let’s out a laugh. “That sounds brilliant! Can this be our official first milk date?”
Y/n nods. “Only if it’s with you Bodhi. Only you…”
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He is a wonderful listener. Frodo will listen to you talk about everything and nothing, your voice soothes him. He adores seeing your eyes light up when speaking about something near and dear to you.
I think Frodo is an empath, and I realize that gets thrown around a lot but it’s true for him. He is very in tune with his emotions and your own. He is not afraid to share or show emotions with you.
Being the bearer of the One Ring has left many scars on him. You kiss his shoulder, you hold him after nightmares, sing him lullabies to help him sleep. On nights where sleep is impossible, you’ll stay up together, reading, talking, or just being in each others company.
He truly loves spending every moment with you. Whether that be eating, reading, dancing-he wants to do it all… with you.
Many late nights you stay up with him, listening to his journey. You comfort him when he speaks of Boromir.
Day trips to Bree!
Frodo often wakes you up with a full breakfast in bed right when you wake up. You then spend second breakfast together by the fireplace, laughing and eating, enjoying each other’s company.
He would’ve loved to take you to Rivendell. He wants to see the awe in your eyes.
Calm afternoons in the shire, him lying on your chest, you running your hand through his curly locks. Frodo swears he could fall asleep just like this.
Nose boops and kisses galore!
He teaches you how to cook (better), you teach him how to knit. He’s quite good at it!
You often make him flower crowns to which he gladly wears. He’s collected them all, has them pressed into a book so he always has your creations.
He found a secret spot in the Shire, right under a willow tree, it’s almost sacred to him. He’s only taken you to it.
He loves loves LOVES cuddles. Hold him please.
Frodo is an intuitive and gentle lover who holds your heart close to his, never dreaming of breaking it.
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