just a ahsoka doodle
divinity kink in less of a "fuck me in a nun habit" way and more of a "put me on my knees and rewrite my understanding of faith and show me what a loving god's hand feels like and give me mercy and wrath and splendor and leave your communion dripping from my lips and teach me how every part of my body was meant to worship you"
also divinity kink in a "my mortality corrupts you to turn into something that isn't entirely divine anymore" way, a "divinity is a lonely perch, let me drag you to the earth with my base soul" and "all may worship at your altar but whose altar do you bow to" way
Rexsoka Week 2025 Prompts
Drumroll, please! The Rexsoka Week prompts have arrived. And how stunning is this High Republic era Rexsoka by @chocomars?!
These prompts are meant to spark creativity and give you freedom to create what you want! While we've included three for each day, there's no need to include all three in whatever you create. Feel free to pick the ones that speak to you! The most important thing is creating something Rexsoka that you love.
Day 1 (April 13)
- AU: Supernatural/Paranormal
- Broad: Force Bond
- Trope: Sick/Quarantined
Day 2 (April 14)
- AU: Jedi Knight & Clone Captain/Commander
- Broad: World between Worlds
- Trope: Fuck or Die/Pick Your Pollen
Day 3 (April 15)
- AU: Imperials/Sith
- Broad: Bend Over, Here It Comes Again (BOHICA)
- Trope: Marriage of Convenience
Day 4 (April 16)
- AU: Historical
- Broad: Old Age
- Trope: Fake Dating
Day 5 (April 17)
- AU: Modern
- Broad: 7 Deadly Sins
- Trope: Best Friend's Brother/Brother's Best Friend
Day 6 (April 18)
- AU: Single Parent
- Broad: Devotion
- Trope: Accidental Child Acquisition
Day 7 (April 19)
- AU: Light/Dark Academia
- Broad: A softer, gentler time
- Trope: Friends with Benefits
and my knees are bruised from kneeling to you (Chapter 1)
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Utahime had promised herself to one person only; not even a person, a legend, a platonic concept of what she thought was good and heroic in the world. Ten years old and staring up at the statue of a long-dead sorcerer, her heart breaking at the loneliness and abject solitude emanating from solid stone, her innate empathy crying for her to do something about it. Now she could only blink up at this man, her mind backtracking through the evening with fresh eyes as his fingers traced the lines of her face, his thumb coming to rest possessively on her bottom lip.
"My little shrine maiden, did you think I wouldn't come back to claim what was mine?"
Pairing: Gojo Satoru/Iori Utahime
Rating: E
Warnings: dubcon (in chapter 2)
men should get on their knees and bury their face in between your thighs like they would die if they don’t taste you more often but that’s just me
sorry i covered your neck in dark hickeys and clamped down hard on your throat like limp prey while i was giving you a handjob. you whimpered a little too soft and i blacked out and believed myself to be a feral dog in possession of an entire rotisserie chicken