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the lips you haven't met by dangerwillrobinson
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Acolyte (TV), Star Wars - All Media Types
30 Sep 2024
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“He’s never been able to make me come.”
Osha doesn’t mean to blurt it out like that. She hadn’t meant to say anything at all, really.
She had planned to just sit there and smile and white-knuckle her way through this, silent and still, the same way she had for the majority of her and Yord’s six-year marriage...
...And now they were both staring at her: Yord, sitting beside her on the chic, cream colored two-seat sofa, close but not touching—never touching—staring at her with wide, horrified eyes, mouth slightly agape.
And, worst of all, the therapist that they had just met twenty minutes prior: Qimir Cantaros, with a jawline that could cut glass and tortoiseshell glasses framing dark, soft eyes that were now completely fixed on her. The pen in his hand has stopped, tip unmoving on the little notepad resting on his thigh.
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16 Oct 2024
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“How could I possibly trust you? I don’t even know your name.”
“I have no name,” he replies, the smirk evident in his tone. “But you can keep calling me Qimir. At least, until you’re ready to call me Master.”
Or - Osha learns a thing or two under Qimir's tutelage, most of all the depths of her desire.
Half character study, half smut (a.k.a. the REAL power of two)
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24 Aug 2024
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Osha can’t shake the feeling she gets every time she catches him looking, like he’s peeling her open from the inside out. Like he couldn’t look away from her if he tried.
“You’ll learn fast enough,” he says. A sliver of patient pride, distinctly not hers, brushes up against her in the Force.
He’s letting her feel it.
Osha takes it anyway.
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Osha becomes his Acolyte. The process is much more trying than she thought.
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20 Aug 2024
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“That is my bed,” he informed her dryly, making her sit upright again.
He was still looking at the fire.
“I woke up here this morning,” she reminded him, though it seemed like she had spent months here with him already. “You put me in here.”
“You were injured. You’re better now.”
“So you expect me to sleep on the ground?”
“Not at all,” he replied, sounding so nonchalant it drained whatever last smidge of patience she had. “But I will not sleep on the ground either. You should know that.”****
Speculative post ep6 Oshamir drabble. To commemorate the return of the Star War enemies to lovers delusion (tm).
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07 Jul 2024
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Art's still not good enough, and Tashi needs another favor before the US Open begins. Patrick is all too happy to oblige.
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