#☽ ⎢・bond / ship call

[halphcs-a]

Ship & Bonding call.

hit that ' ♡ ' if you are interested in a bond with Mirajane. Keep in mind in liking this post that means the following: You want me: to send you prompts/meme , making artwork/mood boards based off our bonds. You are okay with me sending you DMs about shit I thought was them at like 3 am in the morning. Making verses for our characters. Of course, Chemistry is huge for ships.

[petrapalerno]

✨Free Monster & Alien Smut✨

Hi, I'm Petra Palerno and write filthy otherworldly smut. I mostly dabble in novels but have recently decided to give erotic shorts a try here and on my patreon.

Pretty much all content on this blog is NSFW. Minors do not engage. For TW/CW check individual stories.

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CURRENT FREE STORY

✨Abducted by Moonlight

A werewolf stalks his newly found human mate in the forest when a ufo abducts them both. What happens when the alien tries to stake a claim on her as well?

TW/CW [a WIP, will be added to]: Stalking, consensual sex, shifting, breaking bones, abduction, aliens, violence.

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✨Love on the Korlyan Moon

Out now everywhere books are sold

A bubble babe is unknowingly dropped into a mysterious ocean by the Deenz transport ship. Lena, a tattoo artist from the Twin Cities, is sure she's going to die as the bubble she's in sinks deeper and deeper. She's rescued by Kitaico, a color-shifting tentacled alien, and unknowingly takes his mating venom. She must cycle through heats all while trying to resist her attraction to Kitaico.

✨All I Wanted Was Sushi but I got Abducted By Aliens Instead*

Book #1 in the Bubble Babes Series

Opal is trying her best in the Midwest after the sudden death of her parents. Everything comes to a crashing halt as she's abducted by aliens and forced to work as a human dancer for extraterrestrial enjoyment. A chance encounter with an alien prince while stuck in a traffic jam might just change the trajectory of Opal's new life in space.

✨All I Wanted Was To Become A Scientist But Now I've Got An Alien Boyfriend*

Book #2 in the Bubble Babes Series

“Sometimes I think it would have been easier if I hadn’t accepted the free shower at the hot alien’s apartment.”

☆JESSY

For the past few years, my life has kind of blown. On Earth, I dedicated my entire existence to science, even if my peers dismissed me as a pretty face. When I got abducted by aliens, I was forced to dance in a bubble for extra-terrestrial enjoyment.

I can’t get anyone to take me seriously even in space.

When I escaped by crashing my alien captor’s bus, Gra’eth saved me from drowning and even offered me a place to stay. He keeps telling people I’m his mate, even though I keep telling him the human word for what we are is roommates, but he refuses to say it that way. Sometimes I can’t tell if he’s being sarcastic or serious—and for my very literal neurodivergent brain, that’s a big problem.

☆GRA’ETH

I never expected to have to save Jessy, and I certainly never expected for this strange human to be my mate. Her idea of fun would be to take apart my data pad only to see if she could put it back together again, which sounds like torture to me.

I’ve convinced her to stay in my apartment as what she calls a roommate. The mating bond won’t let me let her leave, but humans can’t even feel it. I don’t know how to keep things friendly when just the smell of her hair is enough to send me into a mating frenzy.

I don’t want to make her uncomfortable, but I can’t keep fighting the pull of this bond. This little speckled human will be the death of me.

✨All I Wanted Was a Glass of Vino but an Alien Duke Kidnapped Me Instead *

Book #3 in the Bubble Babes Series

The Bubble Babe series continues in this standalone novel. 

Will an aquatic alien duke be able to reconcile the fact that his fated mate is a small, mouthy, human woman who can't swim? Will that human be able to love him despite his scars and the fact that he's keeping her captive? 

☆MARTA

The reality of being a mob boss' daughter is anything but glamorous, despite what one might think. In the absence of true freedom, my only companion was my loyal dog, Bruno. When he passed, I felt like my life had hit rock bottom. But when aliens abducted me from my pity party in a local wine bar, I realized how wrong I was. As if things couldn't get any worse, I woke up in an alien duke's closet, forced to rely on a giant alien pleasure toy as my only means of defense. All I know is that the gaudy duke can’t stand me…and the feeling is mutual.

☆RAF’ERE

Throughout my dukedom, I have dedicated myself to restoring the fi'len species to their natural aquatic habitats. How in the goddess's name am I supposed to do that when this human is my mate? Despite her mouthiness, the tiny human cannot swim. Did that stop me from stealing her cryopod from a crashed ship and locking it in my closet? Absolutely not. I also didn’t expect her to wake up and demand answers, either. But I can’t expect my people to look at me to lead if a human stands beside me, despite how much my body burns for hers. The dilemma arises: should I prioritize the goddess's wishes or grant her the freedom she deserves, joining the other human refugees?

This erotic alien romance is part 3 of the Bubble Babes series. It can be read as either a standalone or as a continuation of earlier books. This book features a 5’2” plus sized Italian-American female male character and a 7’6” aquatic alien duke as the male main character. Tropes include Kidnapping, size difference, enemies to loves, reformed playboy, alien romance, fated mates, and forced proximity. This full-length novel (67K words) ends with a HEA.

[forever-rogue]

obi-wan requests are open i see 👀

i do love the idea of obi-wan coming to rescue so i was hoping to request a similar premise where the reader is a princess and they bond over the journey getting back to her home and it gets a bit angsty parting ways bc they've grown attached to each other. it's up to you how to end it if you want a nice ending or leave us in shambles i trust ur work 👀

AN | I don’t know why you trust me, when you definitely shouldn’t 😏 Just kidding! Or am I? Decide for yourself, I suppose. I’ve decided to set this before RotS because I want my boy to be happy!🥰 Enjoy!

Pairing | Obi-Wan x Fem!Reader

Warnings | None

Word Count | 2.5k

Masterlist | Main, Star Wars

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You weren’t even sure how long you’d been traveling with him at this point. It had been…an interesting journey to say the least, but not nearly as interesting as your travel companion was. When you’d been informed that a Jedi would be sent to accompany you back to your home on Gatalenta, you were sure it would be either one of the younger, more bright eyed Jedi that didn’t quite know what they were doing just yet or one of the older and more wary ones. Your little security detail had fallen somewhere right in the middle in the form of a Jedi that was much too handsome and much too wise for his own good.

Obi-Wan Kenobi was nothing short of mysterious. 

He was always polite, from the moment he’d meet you, if not a bit formal. When he’d first shaken your hand, calling you princess (something that made you feel warm and flush way more than it should have), you insisted he call you by your name. After all, if you were going to be stuck with him for an indeterminate amount of time, you might as well get to know each other. Right? Right. At least that’s what you told yourself as you looked into those soft blue eyes. His presence really shouldn’t have made you that happy and yet…it felt like there was something drawing you into him. 

You decided then and there as you followed him onto the transport ship that you were going to solve the enigma that he was.

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“Obi-Wan?” you stuck your head out of the ship’s door to see if you could spot him. You knew he’d left at some point, something about getting out for some fresh air, but hadn’t heard him back. It wasn’t that you were exactly worried about him but…you were worried about him. With a small huff when you didn’t see him, you moved to head down the ramp to see if you could spot him, “Obi?”

Nothing but the soft whistle of the wind in the trees reached your ears. Silly man. You figured that there was nothing wrong with going out and stretching your own legs for a bit. You’d be back before he even noticed you were gone. There was a meadow of wildflowers you had noticed when you’d first landed here to rest before finishing up your journey. You weren’t particularly keen on ending it any way; the idea that you would be devoid of Obi-Wan’s presence was not a concept you particularly liked. You’d grown closer to him than you had imagined you would and while part of you was sure it wasn’t a good idea in the long run, you found that you really didn’t care. 

You cast a last look back at the ship before walking in the direction of the sweet smell from the field of flowers. 

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There were so many wonderful, beautiful, different flowers all growingly wildly around the meadow. You walked through their natural paths, letting your fingertips skim over the blooms and blossoms. It was peaceful here - quiet. There was almost no noise besides that of the native wildlife and fauna and your own soft breaths. It was a sharp contrast to the city life you’d grown up in. 

A little creature found you eventually; you weren’t sure what it was but it looked to be something between a loth cat and a koriena. It was cute and had come up to you for pets, rubbing against your legs and purring happily. After giving it a few good scratches, it followed you around as you studied all the different flowers. There were so many colorful flowers, but you naturally gravitated towards the hues of pinks and purples in various soft, pastels. 

“Come on,” you motioned for your new little friend to follow as you started to gently pick the flowers, “I don’t know if you can really help me with picking these, but I’ll be glad for your company.”

You were met with a few happy chirps as it bounced around you as you gathered up all the flowers you needed. When you were satisfied with the bundle in your arms, you plopped on some of the soft looking ground. You reached for the first flowers and linked them together, “has anyone ever made you a flower crown before? I doubt it, huh? Well, today’s your lucky day!”

You worked on weaving the flowers together for some time, first making a smaller one for the small critter before making another. It was nice to be there by yourself, to enjoy the stillness and nature rather than running from one thing to the next. Part of you never wanted to leave; part of you would have been content to stay forever, along with Obi-Wan. 

“Princess!” you almost jumped when you heard the sound of his voice. You looked up and found him standing at the edge of the meadow, hands on his hips, “where have you been?”

You stood up and quickly bounded over to him, the critter right behind you, fresh crown clutched tightly in your hands, “Obi-Wan!”

“I’ve been looking for you all over,” the look of exasperation slowly melted into a much softer expression, “you shouldn’t just go wandering off like that - something could have happened.”

“Oh? And about yourself, hmm?” you raised an eyebrow, gently nudging him with your elbow, “I believe a certain Jedi went out by himself this morning. I did look for you, Obi-Wan, but when I saw you were gone, I just took a little stroll.”

“I had intended on returning before you were even aware I was gone,” he admitted, a flush of pink rising in his cheeks, “for what it’s worth, I’m sorry for worrying you, Princess.”

“Consider yourself forgiven,” you lightly rocked back and forth on your heels for a moment before holding up your little creation, “here - I made this. For you.”

“For me?” he asked quietly as you reached up and set it on the top of his head. You bit the inside of your cheek and hoped that you hadn’t overstepped any boundaries. Your relationship with him had gone from purely professional to what you would consider a friendship, and now…you weren’t quite sure what to label it. You knew, you’d always known, that it could never be more than a friendship, and yet…your feelings had appeared not to cooperate or listen to the logical reasoning of your mind, “whatever for?”

“No reason,” you beamed from ear to ear as you pointed towards your new friend, “I made one for him too. I don’t know exactly what he is but he’s been hanging with me and is very sweet.”

“Very cute,” he agreed, “thank you for this. It’s lovely.”

“It was nothing,” you put your hand on his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze, despite your best efforts to avoid touching him, “it was just so nice out here and the flowers are beautiful. I couldn’t stay away.”

“I should have known,” he laughed lightly and oh. That beautiful sound made your knees feel weak, “you would manage to find a beautiful place, one to rival your own beauty.”

You swore your heart stopped as soon as you processed what he had said. No…surely you had heard him incorrectly. There was no way that he had said that. Nothing would prompt him to say that. You tried to calm your racing mind, well aware of the fact that he was way more in tune with them than the average person. You decided to ignore his comment, as much as you didn’t want to, since you weren’t absolutely positive about what he said. 

“Come on,” you took a step back, motioning for him to follow you back to the ship, “we should get back. I suppose there’s no time to lose.”

He had a small sound in the back of his throat as he trailed behind you. The little creature fell into step with him, chirping and purring happily, “what about your new friend?”

“Oh,” you turned around and he gave you an almost pleading little look, “would you like to come with us?”

He appeared to nod before he ran over to you, rubbing against your legs. You reached down to pet his head, reluctant to just let him go. 

“Obi-Wan,” you looked at him with a saccharine little smile and he knew he was in trouble, “can we take him with us? Pretty please? I promise he won’t get into any trouble.”

“And just how do you know that?” he crossed his arms over his chest as he looked at you with an amused expression.

“I can just…feel it,” you insisted, “I can bring him back home, no one will notice. To be fair, no one really notices me. I’m just there, which is totally one of the reasons I’m okay with never going back…”

“Unfortunately that’s not an option,” he sighed as he studied the ground for a moment before nodding, “alright, he can come with us.”

“Thank you, Obi-Wan,” you worried your bottom lip before continuing on your little walk back, “you’re wonderful.”

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A few more days passed and the end of your time together was looming closer with each passing second. What you wouldn’t give for something to go horribly wrong so you would have a reason to stay with him. You’d spent a lot of time in your private quarters, attempting to quash the last right of feelings you had for him. It hadn’t worked - if anything it had only made your feelings worse. You’d analyzed and thought over almost every interaction you’d had with him, trying to pinpoint when it had all gone downhill. 

That’s when you came to the conclusion that it had probably been the moment he had first spoken your name. Then it turned into all the small, lingering touches, the silly little jokes you shared with only each other, the whispered late night conversations, the looks that spoke volumes. Oh. You had it bad for him; but you shouldn't have. He wasn’t someone you could fall in love with. He wasn’t someone you should ever have had feelings for. You know the Jedi were not allowed to have relationships or families. He was probably the last person in the galaxy you should have loved. And on top of that, it wasn’t like he was just going to reciprocate those feelings. He wasn’t going to just change his life for you or leave the order. It would be ridiculous to even consider the notion that he would, that he would find you someone worthy of his time.

By the time the moment to part ways had come, you were overwhelmed with a wave of emotions. Your bags were packed and sitting by the door, waiting to be taken inside to the small palace where you lived. It didn’t feel like home in the slightest anymore. 

“It feels strange,” you were looking out into the city, watching people bustling about their days, “to be back to the place that is my home and have it feel like anything but home.”

“Unfortunately there are often things we don’t have control over,” Obi-Wan was at your side, his arm brushing against yours. You were practically vibrating with energy from his touch, “but we must do them nonetheless.”

“What if we don’t do them?” you sighed wistfully, not daring to look over at him, “what if we decide that sometimes we have to make our own destinies?”

Obi-Wan was silent for a few moments, thoughtfully running a hand through his hair. He wondered what you would think if you could hear his thoughts. If you heard them would you run away and never look back? He’d spent his time with you, finding his own feelings growing, unsure of how to handle them. Everything he’d been taught since he was a mere boy was being challenged. He’d felt something change from the moment he’d met you, and now he was left trying to figure out what to do. 

“I wish I had the answer for that,” he whispered as he turned to look at you. It made his heart break to see the upset expression on your face. Your eyes were glossy with unshed tears, the corners of your mouth tugged down in a deep frown, “but I’m afraid I don’t have all the answers.”

“I wish you did too,” you swallowed the lump that had welled up in your throat, “I don’t want to go back.”

“I…I don’t want you to go back either,” he admitted softly and you felt warmth flush your face. He wasn’t looking at you now; he knew if he did wouldn’t be able to let you go, “but you must.”

“I’ll miss you,” you sniffled before dabbing at your eyes, “you’ve been…wonderful. I can’t ever thank you enough for your help and keeping me safe. It’s nice to know I have a friend out there in the galaxy.”

You heard your name being called from outside and your heart stopped into your stomach. You hung your head before slowly moving toward the doors. Everything already felt so wrong. 

“Princess,” he reached for your hand, his long fingers wrapping around your wrist. You let out a startled little gasp before he pulled back toward him. He studied for a moment before his hands found your face, “I am…I am sorry. I wish…it were different. In any other lifetime it would be.”

“I know,” you offered him the best smile you could muster up before a few tears pearled up and ran down your cheek. Obi-Wan gently brushed them away with his thumb, “goodbye, Obi-Wan. I hope our paths cross again someday.”

And then he leaned in and kissed you; it was a gentle, soft little thing, almost as saracchine as he was. You pulled back and rested your forehead against his, “I will see you again. I swear it.”

This time, the call of our name was more annoyed and insistent. You put your hands on his before gently pulling them away, giving them a gentle squeeze before dropping them. 

“Goodbye, Princess,” he felt choked up as he watched you go. He was half tempted to run after you and do something but his feet were rooted to the floor. Once you were off and immediately got pulled in one direction, you turned around to offer him a final little wave. He didn’t have it in his heart to return it. 

He turned around and closed the doors to the ship before sighing heavily. Just like that, he felt as though a cloud was hanging over his head. Just like that he wondered if he had made the biggest mistake of his life. 

But he would never know. He would just have to accept what was and return to his duties. Just like the good general and Jedi he was.

[halphcs-a]

Ship / Bond wish list

rules that imply to this Shipping / Bond creation: There will only be one muse per ship. Ex; One Erik for Mira or one Gray for Mirajane. UNLESS, communication is made and both admins are okay with duplicate ships. I do not do exclusives for other bonds. I will be doing mains for each muse will find attachment to certain muses. and that's okay. But please do not feel as if we can not interact because I'm already in interaction with an the same muse.

Gajeel : taken

Laxus: taken & taken

Freed: Taken

Orga: open for discussion

Cana: open for shipping.

Lucy: open for shipping

Erza: in progress

Gray: Taken

Erik/Cobra: taken

Loke/leo: open for shipping/discussion

Juvia: open for shipping

Sorano: open for discussion

Sawyer: open ( might be taken of nadia snatches this one up)

Minerva: open for discussion.

Macbeth/Midnight: open for shipping

Mystogan: listen here.. i have my reasons. but open

Mard Geer: in progress

OCs: yes i'm open for these as long as discussion is made about their relationship and how she fits into their story.

tbh i would be even considering those such as Max and others of the guild or other guilds. these are just ones i have come to love over the years. now me putting this out there does NOT mean you have to feel the need to fill any of these up.

[halphcs-a]

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