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bakerstreet2020-02-23 09:27 pm
enya) wrote in bakerstreet2020-02-23 09:27 pm
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[ kinda beaten up and/or bleeding, clothes kinda wrecked, monster blood all over her person? it's more likely than you think. ]
[ He's been offworld a bit longer than usual. Of necessity; things had gotten hectic around here while Leia had been recovering, and even now they're all run a little ragged. She'd worried a little when they last spoke, but things had been easier between them for a while.
So she's more than a little concerned when he turns up at the door to their bedroom on Chandrila looking entirely wrecked. She doesn't even say anything, just takes his hand and leads him over to their bed. He'll talk about it if he wants to talk about it. ]
So she's more than a little concerned when he turns up at the door to their bedroom on Chandrila looking entirely wrecked. She doesn't even say anything, just takes his hand and leads him over to their bed. He'll talk about it if he wants to talk about it. ]
[ open to AU situations, his usual villain buddies taking him in, but also any Pro Heroes who want to offer him help, or house arrest after he becomes down and out. etc. ]
[Exhaustion is bone deep for Ben. He's been off world for months, doing the duties that his mother would have done. He's the next best candidate. But he's been doing well, he wants to make Leia proud.
When he finally returns to Chandrila, he makes his way to the rooms he shares with Rey. Ben leans against the frame and gives her an exhausted smile.
Home.
Ben lets her pull him in and he sits on the bed to remove his boots, the holster, his jacket, his various weapons. He drops them on the floor next to their bed before removing his clothes before he collapses back.]
When he finally returns to Chandrila, he makes his way to the rooms he shares with Rey. Ben leans against the frame and gives her an exhausted smile.
Home.
Ben lets her pull him in and he sits on the bed to remove his boots, the holster, his jacket, his various weapons. He drops them on the floor next to their bed before removing his clothes before he collapses back.]
[ That seems like a clear enough sign he'd rather sleep than talk, which is fine by her. It always seems to be the middle of the kriffing night when he turns up, probably because he times it so he doesn't have to do anything but come home and pass out for a few hours since here is the only true downtime either of them get.
Just to make certain nothing's truly wrong, she sends the smallest inquiring nudge along their bond before curling up with him. ]
Just to make certain nothing's truly wrong, she sends the smallest inquiring nudge along their bond before curling up with him. ]
[He shifts and then curls up in the bed.
That nudge is familiar and Ben smiles at it. He's okay, just bone exhausted. He had been taking better care of himself, eating right and drinking water. But going and going and going. Meetings and negotiations took their toll on him.
He wraps an arm around her face and presses his face against her hair.
Home.]
That nudge is familiar and Ben smiles at it. He's okay, just bone exhausted. He had been taking better care of himself, eating right and drinking water. But going and going and going. Meetings and negotiations took their toll on him.
He wraps an arm around her face and presses his face against her hair.
Home.]
( dabi is a todoroki. run with it as you see fit! )
[AUs, canon and crosscanon all welcome.]
[More likely the one taking someone in herself. AUs, canon and crosscanon welcome.]
[ She's relieved that's all it is. They'd been good together lately; no arguments, none of the distance that could come with, well, actual distance. Things had been harmonious since they'd finally broken down the last of the barriers between them, things about their past they'd been hesitant to share.
She was grateful for moments like this, in which neither of them needed to say a word. They can just find the comfort of one another's arms and fall into dreamless, peaceful sleep.
One hopes. Every so often one of them will have a nightmare, and occasionally they bleed over into the other's, but Rey's feeling fairly calm and secure when she drifts off this time. ]
She was grateful for moments like this, in which neither of them needed to say a word. They can just find the comfort of one another's arms and fall into dreamless, peaceful sleep.
One hopes. Every so often one of them will have a nightmare, and occasionally they bleed over into the other's, but Rey's feeling fairly calm and secure when she drifts off this time. ]
[Ben drifts off, content to be home. To be back to Rey, his other half.
At first it's dreamless, just vague feelings of joy and sorrow. Happiness and anger. But nothing out of the ordinary.
But then...
'I saw raw untamed power.' 'Pathetic child.' 'You have too much of your father's heart in you, young Solo.' 'You were unbalanced. Bested by a girl who had never held a lightsaber. You failed!'
His dreams morph into a nightmare, one that he hadn't had in such a long time. Years.
He's dressed as the alternate version of himself, Kylo Ren, standing on that bridge facing down his father. He removes his mask and staring at the man he's too much like.
'I know what I have to do, but I don't know if I have the strength to do it.'
Those words morph with another scene. This time he's standing on the remains of the Deathstar, confused and soaking wet. His father is before him again and this time, he throws away the strange red lightsaber.
Ben is tossing and turning in their bed, fear gripping his heart.
Rey's death, the memories of loosing her. The rage that gripped him and he had lost himself while he finished Palpatine's guards. The Sith that remained.
He dropped to his knees next to Rey's body, tears running down his face. They promised forever when they said their vows. This isn't how it's supposed to end. She's supposed to live. Why can't he feel the Force? Why can't he give his life to her?]
REY!
[His eyes snap open and for a moment he forgets where he is, what's going on. The pure rage and loss coursing through him from the dream. The alternate version where he, the Jedi, couldn't bring her back. He's sitting up in the bed, sobbing]
At first it's dreamless, just vague feelings of joy and sorrow. Happiness and anger. But nothing out of the ordinary.
But then...
'I saw raw untamed power.' 'Pathetic child.' 'You have too much of your father's heart in you, young Solo.' 'You were unbalanced. Bested by a girl who had never held a lightsaber. You failed!'
His dreams morph into a nightmare, one that he hadn't had in such a long time. Years.
He's dressed as the alternate version of himself, Kylo Ren, standing on that bridge facing down his father. He removes his mask and staring at the man he's too much like.
'I know what I have to do, but I don't know if I have the strength to do it.'
Those words morph with another scene. This time he's standing on the remains of the Deathstar, confused and soaking wet. His father is before him again and this time, he throws away the strange red lightsaber.
Ben is tossing and turning in their bed, fear gripping his heart.
Rey's death, the memories of loosing her. The rage that gripped him and he had lost himself while he finished Palpatine's guards. The Sith that remained.
He dropped to his knees next to Rey's body, tears running down his face. They promised forever when they said their vows. This isn't how it's supposed to end. She's supposed to live. Why can't he feel the Force? Why can't he give his life to her?]
REY!
[His eyes snap open and for a moment he forgets where he is, what's going on. The pure rage and loss coursing through him from the dream. The alternate version where he, the Jedi, couldn't bring her back. He's sitting up in the bed, sobbing]
[ She sits bolt upright with a gasp at the sound of her name; her own dreams had followed a similar path, though all she got were the echoes of his emotional distress this time. It's still enough that her own cheeks are wet with tears as she comes fully awake. ]
I'm here. You're okay.
[ She knows he'll be a little disoriented; this one seemed like it had been pretty intense. So she just places a gentle hand on his back and rubs little soft, soothing circles between his shoulderblades. ]
You're okay now. Just breathe.
I'm here. You're okay.
[ She knows he'll be a little disoriented; this one seemed like it had been pretty intense. So she just places a gentle hand on his back and rubs little soft, soothing circles between his shoulderblades. ]
You're okay now. Just breathe.
[He doesn't say anything as he shifts and presses himself against her, clinging to his wife.
Rey.
Rey...
He just clings to her as he takes deep breaths, slowly coming back to himself.
Nightmares.
Rey was okay. She was alive.]
Rey.
Rey...
He just clings to her as he takes deep breaths, slowly coming back to himself.
Nightmares.
Rey was okay. She was alive.]
[ Rey pulls him into her arms as soon as it's clear he's back and isn't going to freak out at her touch. ]
It's okay. Whatever it was, it didn't happen. You're safe with me.
[ She can feel his heart beating too fast still, so she'll just keep whispering soothing nonsense until she can tell it's helping. She hates this; she hates that she can't do more, that she can't shut the nightmares away from him somehow. But she's glad she was here this time -- they're worse whe they're apart. ]
It's okay. Whatever it was, it didn't happen. You're safe with me.
[ She can feel his heart beating too fast still, so she'll just keep whispering soothing nonsense until she can tell it's helping. She hates this; she hates that she can't do more, that she can't shut the nightmares away from him somehow. But she's glad she was here this time -- they're worse whe they're apart. ]
I thought I lost you forever. That I couldn't bring you back on Exegol.
[His voice is raw from crying and the shouting.
And he's glad he's here. Home. Ben didn't want to imagine what it would have been like if he had that nightmare separated from Rey.]
[His voice is raw from crying and the shouting.
And he's glad he's here. Home. Ben didn't want to imagine what it would have been like if he had that nightmare separated from Rey.]
[ Rey's heart feels like it stops; she's felt the pain of thinking him dead twice now, and she hates that, even from beyond whatever hell they'd sent him to, Palpatine was still hurting them. ]
You'll never lose me. I promise.
[ Even in death, she thinks, they would have found a way back to one another. The Force wasn't letting them go that easily. ]
You'll never lose me. I promise.
[ Even in death, she thinks, they would have found a way back to one another. The Force wasn't letting them go that easily. ]
[with that image how could I not throw her in? Down for either roll. ]
[ Open to canon, crosscanon, AUs, etc. Extra points for Robb or Jon here. ]
[Ben raised his head and looked at her.]
Promise?
[he's still exhausted looking. The man probably hasn't slept well in months and he looks too terrified to sleep now. But he's still holding onto Rey.
His rock. His home.]
Promise?
[he's still exhausted looking. The man probably hasn't slept well in months and he looks too terrified to sleep now. But he's still holding onto Rey.
His rock. His home.]
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