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I got excited at imagining this too! I got several ideas but somehow the prude and pure one felt more fit? hope you enjoy this one! 

It is not exactlythe first time she sees Sasuke blush, she’s had plenty as they’ve grown up. He’sa human and he had also had moments when he had been embarrassed. She had grownfond of them, like every other memory of the boyish and younger Sasuke she fellin love with. Like when he was caught saying something that would be more fitfor Naruto to say; or like when he had tried to act like he knew when heclearly didn’t, she had seen him blush and she had loved him every time.

This timeit is different, because he’s blushing at her.Their trip lead them to a stop at a festival near where they were wandering,they had no intention to stay too long, but the festive people seemed torejoice at their visit and had insisted in them to stay.

They hadbeen traveling together for a while now, and Sakura had taken that as a signthat Sasuke was finally accepting her feelings. Along with his company, she couldtell in the way he glanced at her with fondness. She had always answered bysmiling back.

However shecame into experiencing a twist to their interactions that day, when they werelooking around during the festival.

They were busyninjas, working in a busy world; whether it was back at Konoha or now, as theytraveled, they had been so invested in lending a hand whenever they could, thattheir interactions were sensed as one that comrades have, affection kept to theminimum besides the casual tugging of his sleeve every now and then, or endingup curled next to the other without noticing.

Both ofthem had known better than to let those things affect their progress, becausedespite of knowing where they were meant to get, they were still new toexperiencing the closeness of the other, and they wanted to take their time inlearning this new side of them.

So ithappened that night, while Sakura was taken away from him by the lodge maidsand Sasuke was taken by the old man owner of said lodge, they experiencedsomething similar to what some people would label as ‘date’.

“What are you doing here?”

Kylo looms over you, his arms crossed over his massive chest. It wasalmost sexy to see him that way, almost, although you would never admit tothat. Kylo Ren was your husband, although you hardly treated each other assuch. It had been a forced diplomatic arrangement in order to ensure protectionfor your planet and you both treated each other with the mutual contempt anddisdain that such an occasion warranted.

You both even kept separate quarters, which is probably why he was soconfused to see you stretched out on his bed.

“It’s too cold in my room,” you tell him. “There’s something wrong withthe-” You gesture your hand towards one of the vents. “-central vents orsomething, and it’s blowing freezing air into my room. They said someone willget right on it tomorrow morning, but it means that I had to find alternativesleeping accommodations for the night.”

Kylo studies you for a moment and seems to find some truth in your wordsas he takes off his helmet. His expression wasn’t altogether unfriendly, buthis jaw was still stiff as he regarded you.

“The couch in the antechamber is perfectly comfortable.”

“That’s good to know,” you reply evenly. “Thank you for being sounderstanding.”

It takes a moment for your words to sink in. His fists clench in anger,but you were hardly afraid of him. Any maltreatment from him would result in animmediate dissolution of your marriage and the First Order would lose all ofthe resources that your planet had to offer. It was one of the clauses that youhad insisted on sneaking into the contract for your own security. General Huxseemed amused, but supported the measure. As did Captain Phasma. Kylo Ren wasthe only one opposed.

“You are not sleeping in my bed.” He grits his teeth, but you just shrugas you roll over onto your stomach. “Leave.”

You don’t answer.

“I’m serious. Don’t make me use the Force.”

Silence.

“I’ll hurt you.”

Silence.

“Do you really want to test me? Do you not know what I am capable of?”

You turn around and shoot him a look. “I’m aware that you have thecapability to be extremely annoying while I’m trying to sleep.” You let out a discontented groan as you pull his pillow towardsyou, wrapping both arms around it.

Time seems to stretch out for an eternity. You don’t know how long hestood there for, just watching you, but it was long enough that your anger hadmelted away. You were honestly considering just getting up and going somewhereelse for the night when you heard Kylo Ren start to move about the room as heundressed. You closed your eyes and decided that he had finally decided tosurrender and accept his fate on the couch when your stomach bounced slightlyoff the bed as he climbed in beside you.

“What are you doing?”

“This is my bed.” His voice sounds vaguely triumphant. “And I’m sleepinghere.”

“Fine.” The bed was big enough that there was at least a good foot ofspace between you. “Just don’t touch me.”

“Fine.”

You both fall asleep that way, each turned in opposite directions. Whenyou awake, however, the situation is much different. He has his arm around you.Your head is nestled in the crook of his arm. One arm is stretched across hischest while your leg is stretched across his body, trapped between both of his.

You let out a slow exhale as you try to pull your leg out between bothof his without waking him. Unfortunately, his eyes open just as you’re about topull free and you freeze in place, not sure what to say or do. He seems to takestock of the situation as neither of you moves, neither of you says anything.

But the silence had to break eventually.

“I thought I told you not to touch me.” Your voice is low, cautious.Kylo’s eyes burn into yours, as if he’s trying to see straight through youreyes, into your thoughts.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No.” You can’t help but sound petulant as you burrow back into him.Kylo doesn’t move for a moment before he slowly places his large hand on yourhead, smoothing back your hair. Both of you still, but upon hearing no verbalrebuke from you, he continues.

And you had to admit, you liked it. In fact, you found that you sleptbetter that night you spent with Kylo Ren, better than any other night that youhad spent on the Starkiller Base. Kylo apparently felt the same. You knew thathe would never directly ask you to sleep by his side again, he was much tooproud for that, but when you showed up in his bed again, he did not object.

Sakura was, without a doubt, the center of her team.

Always with a focused and calculating mentality, she had the gift to be able to see for the rest of the members of her team when they needed her support. Menma always strayed away from the team, and Sakura respected that; however despite his absence in the integration moments, she knew the way to keep in touch with him and make him feel like part of the team.

The contrary to Sasuke, who being blessed with good looks and charm, he needn’t the kind of comfort Menma did. Surrounded by girls either civilians or kunoichis, the Uchiha prodigy did not require her attention like the reserved Uzumaki did.

Regrettably, the dark haired boy’s charisma had just one big flaw: his huge egocentrism. Flaw that for the girl of team seven, was just enough to unnerve her patience, since he not only envied her relationship with the Uzumaki boy —which was really only and exclusively defined as fraternal, but also that in every opportunity of being the two of them alone in the same space, he did nothing but overwhelm her with his attention and presence.

No matter how many times she clarified that she didn’t hold any kind of preference for neither of her teammates, the Uchiha seemed certain of the contrary.

“Then prove it! Go out with me like you do with him” Sasuke declared one day, while they picked up their stuff to finish their training.

Sakura narrowed her eyes when she noticed he was playing with her by defying her. He had learned her weak points, being conscious of how she despised to lose.

“If you have that much free time, then you should spend it by training” she counter attacked on the Uchiha Clan heir’s weak point, knowing that he was constantly nagged by his father to improve his skills —although to be honest they weren’t all that bad.

As she expected, the boy remained silent for a second, but immediately recomposed with a new resolution.

“Alright, Lady Sakura” he mocked with the nickname that she had been given since she was the daughter of the current Hokage. “Let’s do this: If I beat you in a fight, you’ll go out with me” he challenged her once more, now determined to show that he was as good as his other two teammates.

Sakura seemed entertained as she bent incredulously her head to one side.

“And if I’m the one who beats you?” she crossed her arms, resting her weight on one leg while she observed entertained the confidence of the boy.

Prompt: Hi can you write Rey/Reader with Rey's first crush on a girl, :3 Requested by: Anon Word Count: 992  Click here to read on ao3

“It’s time.”

You had never entered the private room in Kylo Ren’s quarters before. He disappeared there often, particularly to sulk, although he had expressly denied you entry. You were curious as to what was back there, as anyone would be, but a part of you almost didn’t want to know. What if what was back there was so terrible it changed how you saw him? What you felt for him?

But it seemed Kylo trusted you not to turn away from him now, and you had to honor that. You had to show him that no matter what horrors the room held, you would stand by his side no matter what.

That was, of course, easier said than done.

He kept his helmet on as he entered the room, and it suddenly occurred to you for the first time that he always kept his helmet on while he entered this room. You silently cursed yourself under your breath for not realizing such a thing sooner.

You didn’t understand what it meant, not right away. Kylo stood behind you as he opened the door with the Force, stretching out one hand as he gestured for you to enter first.

It took your eyes a moment to adjust to the dim gloom around them. The room was smaller than you had expected, the dark walls making it look only slightly larger than its original size. There was a chair in the room, and a table that held some small object.

There was a feeling in this room, a tangible charge that you could not begin to describe if you tried. The tiny hairs on your arm stood on end as you ventured further into the room to get a glimpse of Kylo’s most treasured secret.

There, sitting on the table in front of you, was the charred remains of the helmet that had once belonged to Darth Vader.

Your eyes drift back towards Kylo, who was wavering in the doorway. He seemed almost nervous, one hand supporting him on the doorway beside him as he watched you.

You don’t say anything to reassure him. What could you say? Instead, you simply bow your head forward in a small little nod to tell him that it was okay.

There’s something akin to relief or jubilance in his step as he comes towards you quickly, standing behind you as he wraps his long arms around your waist and pulls you closer to him. You half-expected him to kiss your neck before you realized he had the helmet on.

“Grandfather.” There’s reverence in his voice that you had never heard from him before, not even as he was addressing Supreme Leader Snoke. He gently moves you aside, out of the circle of his arms as he drops down to one knee before the helmet, face tilted down slightly towards the floor.

“I felt it was time.” Kylo’s voice hesitates for a moment before he continues. “To introduce you…to her.”

For a moment you believed Kylo had been speaking to you. Now, you realized, he was talking directly to the helmet, as if the spirit of Darth Vader was alive and well, standing before you both.

You didn’t sense anything, but then again, maybe you didn’t need to. Maybe this was Kylo Ren’s form of praying, and you weren’t going to rob him of his faith by telling him that his grandfather wasn’t really listening, especially not when you couldn’t know for sure.

You try to silence your doubts before Kylo can sense them, but it seems that he’s forgotten you’re even in the room as he keeps talking, telling his grandfather how loyal you are to him, how pleased he is to have someone so devoted.

You honestly aren’t sure what to make of Kylo talking about you in the third person, while you’re standing right there, but to be fair, this was Kylo Ren. He had done far stranger things in the brief time you knew him, and this was far from the top of the list. If anything, it was almost endearing to hear him speak about you this way, to know how much he valued you when you valued him the same way in turn.

Fortunately, he doesn’t ask if you have anything to say to him. Instead, he rises when he is done and ushers you out of the room with him without another glance back as he shuts the door behind him.

He seems to be waiting nervously for you to say something, anything. In truth, it wasn’t as bad as you had expected it to be. You had been living with him for months, and you had tried to push what could have been back there out of your mind in fear of just how bad it could be.

You look up at him and smile, your voice radiating with sincerity. “I’m glad you showed that to me.”

His shoulders visibly relax. “Thank you.” He slips off his helmet as he presses his lips against yours, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulls you closer.

No, you could say for certain now that you were glad that he had shown it to you. It showed that he trusted you, that he really did care. In spite of his violent fits and moody tantrums, Kylo felt, and sometimes it seemed almost unfathomable to believe that you were the one he had centered his affections on. While some might have perceived talking to the decrepit mask of Darth Vader unnerving, it didn’t surprise you half as much as you almost expected it to.

Besides, it wasn’t anywhere close to as bad as the table that he insisted be kept in the living room, filled to the brim with the charcoal grey ashes of his enemies, his victims, and any bystander that happened to get in the way of his lightsaber and its prey.

Prompt: Ok.... so, I think I need some Captain Phasma x Reader with that Pokémon Stop AU <3 Requested by: dacianamusik23 Word Count: 1136 Click here to read on ao3

His lips graced your cheek so tenderly that you almost couldn’t imagine that this was the same person who had destroyed the navigation console less than a week ago.

Ren was always prone to volatile fits of mood, that was known to both his friends and his enemies. Both had equal right to fear the wrath of his lightsaber, and neither were safe from his wrath. Anyone who crossed him faced the cold hand of death…

…everyone, it seemed, except you.

It was hard to say what exactly Ren saw in you, but then again, Ren’s mind was a complex web of thoughts that seemed to run in opposite directions. Maybe Ren didn’t know himself. It didn’t seem to bother him so long as he could rationalize his decisions, such as when he had deseated Snoke as the leader of the First Order and crowned himself Emperor. It was a move that no one had expected, and you were guessing that Ren had done it the same way he had done everything else, lost in a blind fit of passion.

“You seem nervous,” he says quietly, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. You shiver at the contact, still not expecting how gentle he could be and knowing that his calm exterior could vanish in a moment’s notice. He rarely lost his temper with you, but perhaps you just took greater strides to pacify him. Perhaps he simply tried harder to control his anger around you. Maybe this was yet another thing that he didn’t know himself.

“Not nervous,” you reply as you shake your head. “I’m just happy that we finally have a moment alone together after everything that’s happened.”

The corner of Kylo’s lip quirks upwards in a smirk. “So you’re happy to see me?”

“I’m always happy to see you.” A genuine hint of surprise touches your voice. “I just wish we had more time together. I like how you are when you’re with me, when we’re alone. You’re not like how you are out there.” His eyebrows knot together as he frowns, and immediately you know you’ve said the wrong thing. “I understand why, and it’s okay. You have to keep other people at a distance.”

He pulls away from you slightly, turning his face away. “Does it bother you?” he asks at length. “To see me that way?”

“Would it be wrong of me to say that I expect it?” you ask. “Right now the galaxy is in turmoil. They need a firm, strong leader, and that’s what you provide them.” Ren pauses for a moment, as if he doubted this himself. “It’s true. I know at times you may doubt yourself, but you are powerful. No one can doubt that, and that’s what people respond to.”

“And you?” he asks as he turns back to face you fully. “Are you attracted to my power?”

“Maybe slightly?” you reply teasingly as you step closer to him. “No, I’m attracted to you for how you are, for how you treat me when we’re alone.”

“Which isn’t enough for your tastes,” he notes, although his voice isn’t altogether unkind when he says it.

You just roll your shoulders, letting them rise and drop. “Maybe,” you offer. “But it can’t exactly be helped, now can it?”

“Maybe it can,” Ren replies, reaching out and pulling you closer to him once again. “What if you and I snuck away, just for a few days?”

“Snuck away?” you ask, a slight laugh creeping into your face. “With everything that you have to do here? You’re Emperor of the entire galaxy, Ren.”

“Which means I can do whatever I choose to,” Ren replies smoothly. “And if that means I want to spend a few days with you, and only you, I’m entitled to that.”

You want to refuse him. You want to tell him that he had responsibilities now, that he couldn’t just leave everything behind him for you, but the truth was that you had missed him, and what harm could the Resistance cause in a few short days? Surely not enough trouble to dismantle everything that Ren had worked almost his entire life to achieve.

“All right,” you agree as you reach up and plant a tentative kiss against his lips. “When do you want to go?”

Day 3! Forgot to post this one yesterday