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∞ @lemniscates.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

(really) sad version

The absence had a shape to it.

Or, a form. A distinct without-ness. A lack.

Once, on Jakku, when the day marks covered about half of her ship's wall, Rey had slipped on footing shed held dozens of times before. The swoop in her stomach as she fell down her rope was almost a reprieve from the gnawing hunger. After, when she'd hobbled her way to the healer, they'd given her something to drink while they re-set her injury. It tasted like fuel as it went down, and nearly came back up, but soon Rey could see her arms and legs without feeling the searing. Numb. It lasted long enough for her to make it home, and sleep.

She didn't have any portions for three days, and never slipped again.

Being, without Ben there, felt like that numbness. She saw her hands as she flew thefighter, the Falcon. She knew her feet carried her from the base to a desert. But where there was once a hum, liveliness, a promise, there was now nothing. It was a lost sense—tasteless, scentless, silent, dull. All-encompassing and nonexistent.

Truly alone.

∞ @lemniscates.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

fun version

"You-you don't have to be, you know—" she huffed another breath, circling her hips as he thumbed her nipple.

"Don't have to be what?" He managed between thrusts, overcome with sensation.

"Silent. It's just us here," another grind down, chasing the feeling of complete fullness. Rey watched as droplets of her sweat hit Ben's chest. "and everything is locked. I want," she gasped when he pinched, "want—more!"

More touch, more sound, more feeling, all of it. They'd spent long enough denying themselves.