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PoeBen fic

Originally for the #BenPoe Hurtfest, but of course it took me ages to finish. 

A glimpse into their past, shares moments, shared comforts, and the gathering dark. Cross-posted on AO3.

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“Ben…” “You know I hate that name.” “Don’t be an asshole.” Ben gives him a petulant look and Poe has to grin. “You afraid, Solo?” “I hate that name, too,” Ben snaps but doesn’t slap Poe’s hand away. He pouts with those full lips of his. Poe slides closer. “Okay, buddy. What don’t you hate?” Silence for a moment. Ben just stares at him and Poe could swear that his cheeks and ears redden. “Y—”

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hi guys. i suck. i swear i’m trying.

Day 5: Nosebleed @hurtkylofest

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@coldcrave too forgive meeeeeeee you lovely being. ;w; sorry 

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THIS WAY TOO LATE BUT Big Thanks to the following

@tiny-kylo-ren​

@magnetvrs​

@cuillere​

@kyluxtrashpit​

@dobranocka​

@gaylo-ben​

@rex-luscus

@insanityintensifies​

@skip-is-tired​

@samedifference61​

@helliskylux​

@nerdherderette​

@onelittletransman

@ragdoll-hux

@artyaourter

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I need to thank a lot of people for participating but I was away on a trip. Please wait for a while before I can properlt @ everyone. But regardless of that. I want to say THANK YOU in advance. You guys are amazing.

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Day 15: Situational Prompt: Kylo so emotionally/physically tired that Hux manhandles him into bed

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For @hurtkylofest Day 14: Sleep Deprivation

I don’t like this but I’ve written so much that I’m gonna post it anyway. It’s written from Hux’s pov and focuses a lot on him at the start so I’m not sure if it’s not ‘Kylo’ enough.

Words: 2154

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Ren takes the Battle of Crait as a personal failure, Hux can tell. Ren wears his feelings on his face the same as his scar, raw and vivid, so it’s not difficult to see how the Battle has affected him. Just the wild look in Ren’s eyes as he’d commanded the troops and officers to leave the sector after sweeping the old rebel base had shown how pained he was. Hux had listened politely to Ren’s words, unable to summon his usual satisfaction at Ren’s failure. There was something about his pained expression and the way his hand never unclenched as if he was holding something in his palm that made Hux feel something far from satisfaction or anger at Ren’s pain. Something soft and fragile that he refused to examine, as he’d turned on his heel and boarded his shuttle.

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Day 14: Simple Prompt: Sleep Deprivation

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Sick

This is for @hurtkylofest ‘s last day!! I’m both sad it’s over and relieved of some pressure I put on myself for this challenge! I’m also very proud of myself because I wrote every single day those last 15 days and published nearly every day, too! :D

Today’s prompt was Apologies and Kylo so emotionally/physically tired that [Character Choice] manhandles them into bed.

Technically, I chose to write about Ben, but I’m sure you’ll indulge me and certainly hope you still like it :)

Word count: 770

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Drugs

For @hurtkylofest ‘s day 14 :) I wrote most of it yesterday but was missing quite a few words and was exhausted so, thanks to @magnetvrs , I went to sleep. And that was a great decision!!! I don’t remember moving sentences around as much as I have while re-reading this!! It deserved a read with a normally functioning brain ^^’

Prompt was: sleep deprivation

I’ll be working on the last prompt later today :)

Word count: 802

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Day 15

Simple: Apologies

Situational: Kylo so emotionally/physically tired that [Character Choice] manhandles them into bed.

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Alright, here we are, my last entry for @hurtkylofest. I did a combo of yesterday’s ‘You need to eat something’ and today’s ‘sleep deprivation’, so this is a 2 for 1 (and you could argue it fits tomorrows prompts too). I also want to say how much fun I had filling these, even though I didn’t get them all, as well as reading/seeing other people’s entries. So I just wanted to take a moment to thank everyone who participated, as well as the organizer(s?) for putting this all together. Tbh I’m pretty sure it cured my writer’s block lmao

Words: 1297. Prompt: “You need to eat something” + sleep deprivation. No warnings apply

Kylo was nearly dead on his feet as he exited his ship. The mission had only been a couple of days long, but he hadn’t had a chance to eat or sleep during the whole duration. His target must have been hopped up on stims to have lasted so long without a rest, but Kylo was not going to give up his pursuit. He’d had nothing but quick sips of water and brief moments of leaning against something to sustain himself the entire time until he’d finally caught the slippery bastard.

He tried hard not to stumble too much as he made his way to his quarters, thankful for the crew’s habit of avoiding him at all costs. Kylo didn’t particularly want to be seen like this, completely out of it from hunger and sleep deprivation, and he just wanted to get to his rooms so he could finally sleep. He could deal with eating once he woke up, no matter how loudly his stomach protested that idea.

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Sleep deprivation

A fill for @hurtkylofest day 14: sleep deprivation

705 words, hints of kylux

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Kylo hasn’t slept in days.

He thinks it’s been days, anyway. Time has ceased to have any meaning for him a while ago, disappearing when he grew more tired and disorientated. He only knows there was a mission gone wrong, a sharp disconnect that came with force suppressing drugs, and a rogue mercenary group eager to rough him up. They weren’t the Resistance, but they sure as hell likes the Resistance a whole lot more that they did the First Order. They beat him up, but still fancied themselves moral enough not to outright torture him. But not moral enough to stick a bag on his head and deny him sleep.

Kylo could take their beatings. He was used to the pain and they weren’t that good at it, hitting with their fists blindly, causing too much injuries and too little pain for it to have any effect as an interrogation or subjugation technique. But the lack of sleep was a lot worse.

It was bearable, for the first two days or so. His muscles ached for staying in one position for so long and he did feel himself growing even weaker, but it wasn’t anything he hadn’t endured before. But it got worse as hours passed and his captors stopped him from falling asleep for more than a couple of minute. They would scream or hit him or electrocute him, not enough to truly hurt, but enough to startle him awake.

Things started becoming foggy after the third day mark. Kylo wasn’t sure how much time had passed since then, but it was getting worse. His headache slowly became obliterating, leaving him unable to move, even as his body trembled with exhaustion. He felt cold and nauseous, as if he was running a fever, and similarly disorientated. At times he forgot where he was or why or with whom. He thought he saw his mother, humming a familiar lullaby, and then his uncle, watching him with unreadable expression, lightsaber in hand. He heard Snoke’s voice, telling him how weak he was, how unworthy of Vader’s legacy, if he could not pass even this test. He tried to tell him how it was wrong, how he had passed tests even his grandfather had never faced, but he did not have the strength to do it.

Sleep was the only thing he could think of, a need stronger than hunger or pain.

At least he saw Hux coming to him, gentle hands lifting a fabric from his head and touching his face.

“Force, Ren,” the image before him whispered. “What had they done to you?”

Kylo blinked drowsily at the light, unused to it after so long. Hux’s face was before him, beautiful and familiar, getting in and out of focus. Kylo tried to speak, but his throat was parched and aching like the rest of him, so no sound came. There were hands on him, roaming and checking for injuries, and then fingers coming back to his head to play with his hair. It was nice, so he leaned into the touch.

“Where is the stretcher and the med droid?” Hux screamed at something behind him, which Kylo could not see. It was a little weird. He was sure he was upright a moment ago, but now he was lying down cradled on Hux’s lap, with arms surrounding him. There were footsteps and shouts all around him, but he couldn’t really hear them through the fog in his head. It was all beyond him.

Kylo closed his eyes and passed out.

When he woke up back on the Finalizer, safe and recovered and alone, he didn’t know what happened. How much of it was true? Did Hux really come to his rescue or was that just another hallucination? He couldn’t believe his own mind and couldn’t ask anyone, certainly not Hux himself, lest he faced Hux’s contempt when it turned out not to be true. Hux was too cold and logical to ever risk leading a rescue mission himself, no matter what comforts Kylo’s mind had conjured. He knew it. He didn’t want to hear it.

In the end, it was easier to believe Hux would come for him, even if it wasn’t the truth.

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Day 14

Simple: Sleep deprivation

Situational: Finn and Kylo have a talk. Finn tries to convince Kylo that he can change, that sins can be forgiven and that he can make amends.

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Day 12: Situational Prompt

After the tumultuous events from Crait, Hux and Kylo shares a quiet moment. Hux discovers that everything he assumed about Kylo is wrong and reassures him that he is enough as he is. 

Kylo: Snoke always gave me orders. I feel so overwhelmed without him. I don’t know what I’m doing. I lost. Again.

Hux: We’ll get them, Ren. We’re so close.

Kylo: I’ll never be good enough. Skywalker beat me and he wasn’t even there. He left. No one will join me. I can’t do this. I don’t know what to do.

Hux: Kylo, you’re enough. I promise you. You’ll be great.