#i was just thinking about tros and how the light went out of my eyes in real time

[joons]

i think the worst media sin is creators making fans feel stupid for caring

[iliumheightnights]

Him [2] | Tony Stark x Male Reader

Fandom: Marvel Pairing: Tony Stark x Male Reader Summary: How exactly did (M/N) become Tony’s husband? The avengers find out.

Fist Part

…

A long time ago,

Tony walked down the hall of the student dorms. All around him he heard gawks and whispers, students and parents alike looking at him in shock. His own parents weren’t there with him since they were away on business. Arriving at his room he used his key to unlock the door, he was greeted to a rather large room...and another person.

In the room, another boy was already setting his stuff up on one side. Tony wasn’t sure what was going on, he thought he was getting a room by himself. He coughed to get the boy’s attention. The boy set down his things and smiled as he saw Tony. He moved over to him and raised his hand. “Hi. I’m (M/N). You must be my roommate.” Tony didn’t move to take his hand, only looking at him questionably. Why wasn’t he freaking out like anyone else would? “Sorry, I just thought I was getting my own room. So this is confusing for me.”

(M/N) dropped his hand but didn’t let his smile falter. “Well you’ve got yourself a roommate now. Don’t worry I’m not too bad.” (M/N) turned back to his own things but Tony wasn’t done yet. “Sorry. I just like my own space...want my own space. What do I have to pay you to find another room?” That got (M/N)’s attention again. “I’m sorry. WHO exactly do you think you are? I’m not going anywhere. If you want your own room, YOU can leave.” (M/N) fired back, now instead of a genuine smile there was a fake grin.

Tony hadn’t expected such a passive-aggressive response, especially from someone being offered money to get a different room. “I’m sorry, but I’M not leaving,” Tony said, dropping his bags. (M/N) smiled before sitting on his bed. “Well, then I suggest you get used to the idea of having a roommate. (M/N) pulled up a book and began reading it, Tony could tell he wasn’t actually reading it though. With a sigh, Tony spoke again. “I’m sorry. Look I don’t know if you know who I am, but I’m Tony Stark and I can get you whatever you want if you just leave.” (M/N) smirked and looked at him.

“No.”

“W-what?”

“No. I like this room, I was here first, I unpacked all my shit. I’m staying. So I suggest if you want to be alone YOU go somewhere else.” With that (M/n) lifted up his phone and began scrolling through it.

“Unbelievable. I will literally give you anything you want just go somewhere else.” Tony said once more. M/n took a quick glance at Tony. “Hhmm? Sorry didn’t hear you.” Tony rolled his eyes and threw his bags on the floor before jumping onto his bed. “You’re going to be a pain in my ass aren’t you?”

“Whatever could you mean Anthony?”

Tony heard M/n chuckled and let out a groan before pulling out his own phone.

…

Months passed and M/n and Tony had become rather good friends. While Tony was his playboy self, M/n made sure to let him know he wouldn’t put up with it. M/n also got to know Tony’s friend Rhodey and quickly became friends with him as well. Both boys were very similar, especially when it came to keeping Tony out of trouble.

Tonight seemed like one of those nights.

M/n was sitting at his desk working on a book report when his phone went off. Answering it he heard loud music and talking in the background. He could tell it was some kind of party. “M/n! I need your help.” Rhodey.

“Why? Are you at a party?”

“Not important. It’s Tony, I need your help with him. He got a little drunk-”

M/n snorted. “What’s new. How large is the little tonight?”

He could practically hear Rhodey roll his eyes through the phone. “Not funny M/n.”

“Fine, sorry. What’s wrong with him?”

“He’s drunk and I mean DRUNK drunk. I’m trying to keep him grounded and out of trouble but he’s just...he’s just Tony!”

M/n sighed and stood up after saving his work. “I’m on my way. Make sure he doesn’t get into any tro- into any MORE trouble.”

“I’ll try my best.” M/n could hear some crashing in the background of the call. “Please hurry.”

It didn’t take long for M/n to get to the party. All he had to do was follow the sound of Loud music and shouting students. Entering the house, he pushed through the crowd of people. Some people shouted at him to watch where he was going but he didn’t care, he just wanted to get back to the dorm.

Upon finally pushing through the crowd he found Rhodey. The boy smiled and let out a sigh of relief upon seeing his friend finally arrived. “Thank god. I’ve been trying to keep him out of trouble and clean but…” Both turned to see Tony taking another drink before grabbing another out of a guy’s hand. The guy looked pissed but Tony didn’t seem to care. “That’s my drink dick!” The guy grabbed Tony, glaring at him.

M/n sighed and gave Rhodey a look. “Gotta go save his ass again.” Rhodey nodded as M/n walked over to Tony and the guy. He tapped the guy’s shoulder. “Hey!” When the guy turned his head he was greeted with M/n’s fist, knocking him out.

“M/n! That was so hot! Here lemme- OW!” M/n pinched Tony’s ear, dragging him out of the house and away from the party. “OW! Let me go!” M/n did as Tony asked before wrapping his arm around Tony’s shoulder, still leading him back toward their dorm. However instead of Tony still struggle against him, he was surprised to feel Tony give up and follow his lead.

Once both of them returned to their dorm, M/n helped get Tony back to bed. He didn’t say anything to the other boy before turning back to his desk and returning back to his Essay. “I’m sorry-” He heard Tony say rather quietly from his bed. “Do we have to make this a habit Tony? Because I’d rather not fail my classes because I have to bail you out.” M/n said with a sigh.

“You don’t need to you know? I can handle it.” 

Tony almost didn’t hear it because M/n had said it so quietly. “No. But I will for you.” With a smile, Tony closed his eyes and fell asleep.

…

M/n opened the door to the dorm and let out a sigh. “UGH! Today sucked!”

Throwing his backpack onto his bed, he went to sit down but stopped as he took in the dorm. It was...clean. The dorm was actually, spotlessly, clean. It was normally never clean, at least not from Tony’s side. Speaking of Tony, there was a note. Picking up the note M/n gave it a read.

“Put on something nice and meet me on the roof.” M/n just stared at the note for a bit more. “What?” 

Doing as the note had instructed, he had put on something ‘nice’ as the note said and went up to the roof to meet Tony. “Tony? You up here? I swear if you try to kill me I’m going to get you first.”

He stopped speaking as he took in the sight in front of him. There Tony was in a nice dress shirt next to a table for two which was...very finely decorated with fancy lights around them. “M/n table for two now ready.” Tony said pulling out a chair.

“What is this?”

“What’s what?” Tony said with a smirk.

M/n sat down in the chair, Tony pushing him in. “This.” M/n motioned at the table. “All of this. What are you up to?”

Tony sat across from him at the table. “Well…You see-” It was then that M/n saw just how nervous Tony actually looked. It was strange he never acted like this. “You’re acting strange. Are you okay?”

Tony chuckled at that and smiled at M/n. “Do you always have to read me so well?”

“It’s one of my many talents,” M/n said with a smile before leaning in closer and taking Tony’s hand. “Seriously though Tony, are you okay?”

“Yeah, it’s just...nerves.”

“Nerves? What could you be so-”

“Would you be my boyfriend M/n?” Tony blurted out, squeezing his eyes shut.

M/n was shocked at the confession and question, to say the least. Just when Tony was about to let go out of embarrassment he felt M/n’s hand squeeze back and heard him giggle. “And here I was thinking you were going to talk me into doing your end-of-term essay.” Tony opened his eyes and saw M/n smiling at him, a genuine smile. “Yes, Tony. I’d love to be your boyfriend.”

“Wait- really!?”

“Oh well, I can always say no if you wanted that answer?”

“No! I-I mean. I’m glad you said yes.”

“Me too.”

…

“So you two met in college?”

M/n and Tony nodded as they finished up the story of how they met to the avengers. “Yup. It all started when he tried to kick me out.”

“Hey! I OFFERED to pay you to leave. You just declined.”

“And aren’t you glad I did now?”

Tony blushed but everyone could see the little smile growing on his face.

“So how come we haven’t heard about you before?” Clint asked.

“Well I prefer my privacy, plus I’m rather busy running the different charities and organizations I’ve started.”

That seemed to gain their attention.

“What kind of charities do you run?” Steve asked.

Tony just watched as his husband talked with his team. He smiled realizing just how proud he was of his husband and couldn’t believe how lucky he was.

…

A/N: PHEW! Oh man, that took FOREVER for me to write. I literally started this in November. If that doesn’t show how out of writing I’ve been idk what does haha. But hopefully, this will help me get past that block!

[winchesterxxi]

Maybe Poe and Skywalker reader being married to each other. Their life together, struggles and everything in between

(force awakens to rise of Skywalker)

WARNINGS: Non-canon content for the sake of the request; Focuses more on the Reader x Poe relationship, so many plot points are left untouched (as in, Reader doesn’t know Kylo is her brother)

THE FORCE AWAKENS

You were stationed in Jakku with your dad and Chewie when a girl and a guy board onto the ship;

“Who the hell are you?” you ask, you and your dad with blasters pointed out to them.

They throw they’re hands up and from behind them rolls out BB8 and you immediately drop to your knees.

“BB! Oh my God, where is Poe? We lost his TIE signal two hours ago, we’ve been worried sick!”

“You know Poe Dameron?” Finn asks you, lowering his hands.

“I’m Y/N Skywalker, his wife.” you eye him, only now noticing he is wearing your husband’s jacket “W-Where is my husband?”

That’s when he gives you the news of the crash and you latch onto your dad, crying.

Days later, on Takodana you are under an attack by the First Order and just as you thought there was no hope left, a fleet of X-Wings come in and save you.

After the fleet landed, you went to meet you mom, knowing that she was the Commander behind this offence against the First Order.

“It’s not me you have to thank honey.”

“What do you mean?”

“Your husband’s the one behind it this time.”

“My...?”

She just nods your head and cups your cheek, stroking your teary eyes, knowing how you’ve been grieving, thinking that Poe had died

“Go find your husband.”

You run past her and your dad to the the landing site trying to spot Poe in the crowd, heart beating hard in your chest

“POE?” “POE!?” you scream is name, trying to find him.

Then

“Y/N?” you stop in your tracks and turn around, spotting your husband.

Your run to him faster than you’ve ever ran until you crash into him in a tight hug, crying.

“I thought you - I thought you had -” you sniff between the tears.

He cups the sides of your face “I know, but I’m here, honey. I’m sorry to worry you. You’d never get rid of me so easily!” He smiles into the crashing kiss.

He helps you blast the FO’s base's thermal oscillator after you witness Kylo killing your father, tears stinging your eyes as you charge ahead.

Afterwards, him being your shoulder to cry on as you mourn your loss.

THE LAST JEDI

Flying alongside him on the dreadnought attack;

“Y/N, FIRE NOW!”

You do as you’re instructed, your shot igniting the explosives that had been set inside the dreadnought making it light up like the 4th of July

“THAT’S MY GIRL!” he shouts over the intercom

When back at the ship, reunited with your mother, you’re the one that spots the Star Destroyer in the radar grabbing Finn’s forearm, alerting him to the map.

“We need to jump to lightspeed!” he states running to your mom, awaiting clearance to do so, hot-headed as always.

“Poe, we can’t do that! We only have enough resources for one jump and if we do so, they’ll just track us again and be without fuel.”

You eye your mother, looking for some help.

“Permission to jump on an X-Wing and blow something up?” he addresses your mom.

“Poe w-” you start

“Permission granted!” your mom agrees as Poe darts running

“MOM!” 

“Go get on one as well.” she comes forward and kisses your forehead “You’re a team now.”

Just as you and Poe are about to reach the X-Wings, him slightly ahead of you the FO manages to blast the platform, sending him flying against you as you both crash to the ground.

He his also next to you when you spot your mother floating in space after the attack and he grips your hand tightly.

You insist on pushing her to the medical wing but he stops you before you can do it

“Poe, I need to be with my mom please.” you grip his arms, sobbing.

He kisses your forehead

“I’ll go with her, you stay here please.” you nod, teary eyed at him “Finn, take care of her for me while I’m gone”

*FASTFORWARD TO HOLDO’S EVACUATION PLAN*

You believe her plan won’t work either so you lead the mutiny alongside your husband

That is until he is stunned against the wall.

You throw yourself on your knees beside him, cradling his head.

Turning back you spot your mom, alive, holding the blaster

“MOM? WHAT THE HELL?”

“I know you love your husband but for once, just drag his ass out.”

You are holding his hand when he springs back to life.

“What - What happened?” he is shaken

“Poe I-”

He pushes past you running to the nearest window

“NO!” he slams on the glass and you come up behind him hand on his shoulder

“Honey,...” he shrugs his shoulder off, facing you, hurt tainting his face.

“Don’t... Call me that.”

“Poe...”

“No! I thought we were in this together!”

“This plan is gonna work, you have to trust me!”

“How can you ask me that after what you just did.”

First serious married fight... yay.

You look at him, biting your lip, tears in your eyes before walking away.

“Poe.” he turns around and finds your mom, calling him and that’s when she shows him Crait and explains him the full and he realizes he was just an asshole to the person he loved the most.

“Oh my god, I’m such an idiot.”

“Yes you are. Now go apologize to my daughter.”

“Yes ma’am.”

*Cue romantic, cute and awkward apology scene*

When the time comes to face the First Order he boards on a speeder and you on your father’s Falcon alongside Chewie

And of course you then help him lead your people out of the cave

THE RISE OF SKYWALKER

So...you’re kind of the captain of the Falcon

Despite Poe being an undeniably better pilot than you, he insisted that you were the rightful captain of the ship now that your dad was gone.

And he loved to call you captain

It made you smile every single time

Fastforward to Kijimi when Poe has a blaster pointed to his head

You are quick to point your own to the armored woman behind him

“Blaster off him, now.”

“She won’t ask twice, I would listen to her”

“Who are you?” you ask, blaster still up as she hadn’t let hers down

“Honey, this is Zorii. Zorii, this is my wife, Y/N”

Her helmet turns to you “Wife? There are actually people out there who go along with what you say.”

“Oh, you’d be surprised.” he retorts and you snap a look at him

“I could pull this trigger right now.” She says, pushing the blaster harder against Poe’s head.

“You do that, my blaster is the last thing you’ll see in this life.”

“We’re trying to find Babu Frik.” Poe tries to ease the situation

“He only works with the crew. That’s not you anymore.”

“What does she mean crew?” you ask him

“Oh your wife doesn’t know?”

you look between her and him confused

“Funny he never mentioned it...”

“Married people are still allowed secrets Zorii - “ he tries

“Your husband was a spice runner.”

Your eyes almost pop out of your eye sockets

“You were a spice runner? In almost 5 years of marriage NOT ONCE did it occur to you to mention that!?”

Once again, next to him when one of the stormtroopers blasts him in the arm inside the Star Destroyer

“POE!”

Standing in line next him, Chewie and Finn

“Were you ever going to tell me you were a spice runner?”

“You’re still on that?”

“OH I’M SORRY, IS THIS A BAD TIME?”

“IT KIND OF IS, YEAH!”

“Well, because later doesn’t really seem like an option right now -”

“You don’t say -”

“And if my husband has some other important life information before meeting me that I should be aware of, I would like to know becasue for all i know, you could’ve even been a stormtr--”

BAM

Troopers dead, you all alive

Hux admits to being the spy

“I KNEW IT” he points out

“No, you didn’t.”

 While on one of the Endor’s moon your mom uses her last breath to reach out to you trough the Force

You are a few feet behind Poe on the grass and fall to your knees with a thud

He looks over at you, face dropping as he runs in your direction

Your face is white and your look is blank and he is trying to shake your shoulders to gain some attention from you

“My mom...” You look up at him and he immediately understands, gulping hardly. He doesn’t say a word, simply pulling you into a crushing hug as you scream into the ground, tears running down.

Later, back at the resistance base, after you’ve said your goodbyes to your mom, Poe is the one sitting next to her linen-covered body

“I... I promise I’ll take care of her. Not just now, or in the near future, just... forever. I’ll stay by her side, always, Leia. Your daughter... Your daughter is the love of my life.”

After you defeat the First Order, during the celebrations Poe pulls you aside to a quiet place and tells you that he wants to settle down.

You agree with him, teary eyed, kiss kiss, you know the drill

BB8 beeps at your feet

POST TROS BONUS

The both of you settled on Yavin 4, his home planet

You are blessed with kids, first a baby boy and then a baby girl, 2 years apart

Who you name Kes and Leia, after Poe’s dad and Leia’s mom, who devoted their lives to the resistance and in one way or another were behind the reason your life path’s ever crossed

Poe cried like a baby when you told him you wanted your first born to be named Kes

Occasional visits form uncle Finn and uncle Chewie

When it’s just Finn, him and Poe tend to go out and do “guy stuff”

While you sit back at home with the kids and BB8 who loves to entertain them 

And it isn’t rare for sometimes you being sitting on a bench, watching the three of them play in the distance, head on Poe’s shoulder, his arms draped around your waist

And you look to the side to be met with the Force ghosts of your family members looking down at you

[solohux]

happy 2021! i really hope we all have a better year this year but for now, here’s a list of my favourite kylo/hux fics that were published in 2020, ones that got me through days of lonliness and sadness to make me smile ✧

thank you fic writers of the kylux fandom! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

- keep in the dark (to stay out of the light) by howlingshame Modern AU. Smuggler Kylo Ren runs afoul of Armitage Hux, head of the First Order crime ring. Instead of killing him outright, Hux decides to keep him for his own instead. Kylo is none too thrilled with the situation, but Hux has plenty of patience. He wants Kylo to be his in every sense of the word, and they've got all the time in the world. [E, 247k words, warnings for violence, stockholm syndrome, sub kylo & dom hux]

- Please Remember I Love You by @bumblebae8 After murdering Snoke, Kylo Ren flees alongside Rey, returning to the Reistance and to his mother after ten years. They at once begin strategizing on how to take down the corrupt and evil First Order. [M, 65k words, no warnings, redeemed ben, skywalker family drama]

- Children of War by @starryartemis​ After a complicated diplomatic mission went awry, General Hux and Kylo Ren accidentally find themselves tasked with their most difficult mission: becoming parents. Despite their complex relationship, they both agree that raising an offspring will help bring glory to the First Order. Their original vision of a united family quickly falls apart as Hux and Ren cannot see eye to eye in what they want the future to hold. [E, 162k words, warnings for violence, kylux science babies, slow burn]

- I Should Live in Salt for Leaving You Behind by Asrael_Valtiri Of course, he’d betrayed Ren, to save the Order. To save himself and his people.To try to save Ren, in a way.Strange, Hux thought, closing his eyes against the glare of the overhead lighting. He pretended that the wetness escaping the corner of his eye was from the brightness. He failed.Stupid, he amended. Stupid, Armitage. [E, 65k words, no warnings, a TROS fix-it, kylo clones]

- Against All Odds by Kittens              Kylo really doesn't care for people, but he'll always help an animal in need. When he sees a dog covered in mud on a cold, rainy day, he can't help but try to help. What he didn't expect was for the dog to be a fox and the fox to be a man. [E, 49k words, warnings for violence, modern au, fox hux]

- Hadopelagic by DustOnBothSides [WIP] After a life of staying pharmaceutically heat-free, Hux has to allow his body to go through at least one natural cycle, lest there be consequences. He takes a shore leave and travels to a former omegan retreat, abandoned and all but forgotten after the fall of Old Republic. Ren, not knowing of Hux's predicament, decides to follow, suspecting treason. He finds something else instead. [E, 33k words, omega hux & alpha kylo]

- Sup From My Mouth by @atlinmerrick​ [Kylux Adjacent] Dolly Oblonskaya never precisely introduces her old friend to her children’s new tutor, no. She does put one lonely man in a room with the other again and again and again...and to her delight Konstantin Levin and Francisco Garupe take care of the rest. Or, this is the story of how an idealistic young Russian aristocrat helps heal a mourning young Jesuit priest, one very cold Moscow winter. [E, 58k words, no warnings, Fransisco Garupe/Konstantin Levin]

- Lighting the Fuse by hey_honey "What is going on?" Phasma asked when Hux returned from his meeting with Leia looking pale. He stared at her. "The Queen's son agreed to marry a First Order official on one condition," he said. "And?" Phasma encouraged. "That official has to be me," he said. [E, 30k words, no warnings, omega ben & alpha armitage, mpreg, ben is ruler of naboo]

- Across the Stars, I am Home by @venetumdrabbler [WIP] Before leaving to go undercover in the First Order, Armitage Hux had made promises. Keep an eye and report when able to the republic, and later the resistance. Keep tabs on the dark force user Snoke. And most important of all: Bring Ben Solo home. So far Hux had managed, or was managing, 2 out 3. Then there is an awakening. [M, 42k words, no warnings, jedi armitage au, slow burn]

- Pro Nobis Solum by CarelessHux (AraSigyrn)     Kylo Ren wakes after Starkiller.  Alone. [M, 8k words, no warnings, post tfa au, established relationship]

- sisyphus rolls his boulder to the top by yogurtgun     While trying to convince Rey to turn to the Dark on the Steadfast, Kylo feels Hux's presence in the Force disappear. [T, 6.7k words, warnings for violence, tros fix-it, temporary character death]

- i can make your dreams come by claquesous It feels like the small hours of the morning, the blurry in-between Hux calls early and Kylo calls late. “Can’t even make it through the night without a pillow to hump, can you?” Hux sneers. [E, 3k words, no warnings, somnophilia, sub kylo & dom hux]

- Knot Finished by Ki_Ken_Tai_Ichi  Kylo learns a bit more about Arkanis physiology through practical demonstrations. [E, 2k words, no warnings, hux is alien, top hux & bottom kylo]

- 90 Day Fiancé by @bostarsky​ & @sunnywritesstuff​ “Maybe that means you’ll be more inclined to choose me,” Hux hints, glancing over at a drone buzzing by with a sneaky look on his face. Perfect, he’ll create as much support for himself with the public as possible. "What I choose doesn’t matter,” he croons, making it sound as romantic as he possibly can to hide the true meaning of the words. [E, 38.5k words, no warnings, alpha hux & omega kylo, kylo amidala, creepy snoke]

- What if We Tried Again? by @penpenhooray​ Perhaps, but did Pryde bother to check if he was actually dead?Armitage Hux may be many things, but a fool was not one of them. So rather than stay with the First Order and watch it burn, Hux decides that faking his death would be preferable, leaving him free to tie up his one loose end. His ex-husband, Kylo Ren. But what happens when Ren...isn't quite Ren anymore, but just as "dead" as Hux? What happens if they face their feelings surrounding their failed marriage? What if they dared to try again? [T, 2.7k words, no warnings, tros fix-it, mpreg & miscarriage]

- Where Do You Go When You're Lonely? by @vadianna​ Fresh off a grueling undercover mission on an unpleasant Outer Rim planet, Kylo Ren wants to eat, drink, and sleep. Unfortunately, Hux is sitting at the only bar in the area. Thinking that Hux is there to brief him, Kylo soon realizes that Hux is off-duty, and has also never seen him without his helmet on.  Things escalate, and the two wind up finishing Kylo's mission together as they both get to know each other. [E, 29.3k words, no warnings, false identity, bottom kylo & top hux]

- Team Hux or Team Ren? by AdamJensens General Hux overhears a conversation between stormtroopers that opens his eyes to a competition between the troops of the First Order. He discovers his subordinates are not only loyal and devoted but also obsessed – Hux has fans. So does Kylo Ren, and there's a kind of war going on between the two groups calling themselves Team Hux and Team Ren. What Hux doesn't know yet is that there's a third group solely focused on shipping the two co–commanders. There's fanfiction, fanart and all kinds of crazy theories. Shipping, as Hux will soon discover, is a serious business. [E, 11.5k words, no warnings, crack treated seriously, mutual pining]

- Under Covers of Darkness by Camellia Cook (thekurosakiconundrum) Alpha twins Ben and Kylo have a somewhat unusual arrangement with their mate Hux: they're together, all three of them, and it's not strictly a Hux-in-the-middle situation. [E, 3.3k words, no warnings, threesome, sibling incest alpha ben & alpha kylo & omega hux]

- Share the Load by @emperorsvornskr​ Hux runs into Kylo while dealing with his unique Arkanan biology- and Kylo is dealing with some self confidence issues. It's a match tailor made for the both of them. [E, 6.1k words, no warnings, alien armitage hux, trans kylo, eggs]

- Safety in his arms by @redcole​ Kylo knows it's time to bond with Hux, he just wants to make sure that his intentions are clear. After all, it isn't often that an omega courts an alpha. [M, 3.2k words, no warnings, omega kylo & alpha hux, mpreg]

- Horny Hearts by @rattlesnake777​ [Kylux Adjacent] Techie has a new flatmate called Matt and all he can really think about is doing it with him... [E, 18.3k words, no warnings, Clan Techie/Matt The Radar Tech, modern au, misunderstandings]

- Collars and Kisses by koi_boi Kylo loves his little fox and has missed him dearly after a long mission away. Hux, not so much, or so Kylo thinks. Then he actually thinks for once and comes to A Realization™. They fuck, they cuddle, then they get soft and tender. Disgusting. [E, 3.4k, no warnings, fox hux, fluff & smut, dom kylo & sub hux]

- the chancellor's gift by @thethespacecoyote​ Supreme Leader Kylo Ren goes on a mission to retrieve something invaluable for his lightsaber-obsessed chancellor. However, his plans for presenting the treasure to Hux are unfortunately derailed when a group of insurgents kidnap the chancellor and hold him hostage, threatening both Hux's life, and the life of their unborn pup. It seems, even years into their reign, that there are still enemies foolish enough to try to take from Kylo what's his. [M, 5.3k words, warnings for violence, alpha kylo & omega hux, mpreg, protective kylo]

- Entrapped by @kyluxtrashpit​ While searching for a mysterious Force artifact for Snoke, a squadron of Stormtroopers goes missing. Kylo insists on going out alone then, certain he can find and face down whatever might have killed them and succeed in getting the artifact. The creature responsible, however, has other plans for him. [E, 3.4k words, rape/noncon, tentacle sex, protective hux]

- Your Chain Around My Neck by @bastila-s​ After the council meeting about the Sith fleet, Kylo asks Hux to stay behind and "prove" he isn't a spy. [E, 3.6k words, no warnings but dubcon tag, power dynamics, smut, dom kylo & sub hux]

- Regret by @abraxas-drake​ Kylo tries to get Hux to relax under the guise of a work discussion. When things go terribly wrong, Hux must rely on the new Supreme Leader to save his life. [E, 3.8k words, warnings for violence and threats of noncon, alpha kylo & omega hux, protective kylo, forced into heat]

- Invasion by sigo Hux was seated at the long durasteel table in the Steadfast’s largest conference room, Enric Pryde on his left and Mitaka presenting his findings to the group standing on his right, when he felt it: Ren’s hands on his chest, running hot down his skin below his uniform. [E, 2.9k words, no warnings, pwp, bottom hux & top kylo, force sex, semi-public sex]

- In His Grasp by @cosleia​ Kylo Ren doesn't understand why General Hux is shirking his duty over a simple injury. When he tries to find out, though, he learns more than he bargained for...about the general, and about himself. [M, 4.1k words, post-tlj, pining, hand-feeding]

- Heat Sink by @sparrows-trashcan​ Kylo Ren is an omega but so is General Hux. While Hux doesn't mind everyone knowing that his preference is limited to male omegas Kylo Ren is shamed to feel the same. Everything changes after the Starkiller incident: Kylo Ren is in heat and there is only one person on the Finalizer who could possibly help him... [E, 4.2k words, no warnings, omega hux & omega kylo, smut]

- Distraction by @kyluxtrashpit​ Kylo needs a distraction from his hopeless pining over his co-commander, who he's sure he can never have. So he turns to the Knights of Ren to keep his mind - and body - busy. When Hux walks in on the events, however, Kylo learns that perhaps his feelings aren't a lost cause after all. [E, 3.6k words, no warnings, kylo/knights of ren, group sex]

- Between the Stars by Kittens The Finalizer's medical team does not want to deal with Kylo Ren. When he ends up injured during a mission, it's up to Hux to take care of him. It's not exactly what Hux is good at, but for Kylo it means everything. [T, 3.9k words, no warnings, hurt/comfort, bathing]

- Switch Up, Love Eternal by @onewhositswiththeturtles​ When Ren damages consoles aboard the Finalizer during a tantrum, Hux summons him for some much-deserved discipline. Perhaps there would be some hope for Ren learning the error of his ways if he wasn't such a whore for punishment. [E, 3.4k words, no warnings, dom/sub switching, smut]

- Across the Stars (To Find You) by Lady_Faulkner While on a mission for Snoke, Kylo Ren gets kidnapped by pirates and it's up to General Hux to track him down and rescue him before he's sold on the black market. Along the way, Hux discovers that his feelings of hatred for Kylo Ren have been masking another emotion altogether. [E, 10.9k, no warnings, kidnapping, hurt kylo]

- Doom's Desire by @nerdherderette​ Hux never expected to find a jewel worthy of the Empire's crown in an Outer Rim desert wasteland. [E, 10.3k words, no warnings, canon au, gladiator fighter kylo, emperor hux]

- Empire Day Miracle by coldashes         Kylo just wants to relax, to be surrounded by people is to be surrounded by the Force. Except this is the First Order's Empire Day officer party and things never go as well as one would hope. [E, 4.4k words, no warnings, pwp, identity mistakes, pre-tfa]

- Reptile Husbandry by koi_boi Hux is an accomplished researcher who's having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad time in the field. He stumbles into a cave filled with secrets and one very large, very curious snake. Hux gets fucked in more ways than one. [E, 13.4k words, no warnings, modern/fantasy au, naga kylo & researcher hux, smut]

- Utapaun Christening by @mcducklet-blog​ Kylo Ren is determined to ensure that his children are the strongest creatures in the galaxy. Armitage Hux is willing to go along with it.Neither of them is ready for what that entails. [T, 6.6k words, no warnings, mpreg, knights of ren, peril]

- so it goes by @msbyjckals​ [WIP] Hux wakes to feel a pair of warm, calloused hands covering his. He doesn’t remember much, just the mission brief, the landing, and the cold. [M, 2.9k words, no warnings, starkiller rescue]

- Rumor Mill by @theweddingofthefoxes​ Everybody has their own suspicions about what Kylo Ren and General Hux get up to in private, but the truth is far more tender than anyone would guess. [G, 1.2k words, no warnings, fluff, cuddling]

- The One with the Eggs by sigo                 Hux turned on his heel, but hardly made it two steps before running straight into Kylo Ren. He knew his face betrayed his dismay. He didn’t have time for this. “I apologize, Ren, but I must be on my way.” Hux stepped to the side and Ren stepped in front of him again. Hux shivered as he felt another dropping sensation inside himself. This time the ‘drop’ completed its path — the inside of his pants was wet, cold gel trickling at a glacial pace down his thighs. Of course, that was nothing compared to what lay ahead. “Ren,” He said sharply. His voice was higher, raising in pitch the way it always did when he was panicked. “I am ill. Let me through.” Ren spoke through his ridiculous helmet, voice distorted. “We have a meeting.” [E, 4.8k, no warnings, alien hux, eggs, bottom kylo & top hux]

- Shadow Of Your Heart by @pangolinpirate​ & @redcole​ & @starkillersbae​ [WIP] After the fall of the empire Luke Skywalker fought a rising evil in the outer rim, a villain named Snoke who tormented his young nephew. With Snoke defeated, Leia sent her son to be trained as part of the new order of jedi, in the hopes that it would keep him safe. [E, 22.7k words, no warnings, omega kylo & alpha kylo, mpreg]

- Clear From Far Away by @pizzzazlut​ “But most of all, curse Kylo bloody Ren for having a chest that sparked pure, unadulterated arousal that has Hux humping his pillow like a fucking virgin.” Or the one where Hux is just trying to get off but his Supreme Leader just won't leave him alone. [E, 1.8k words, no warnings but dubcon, pillow humping]

- Tripped Over A Mouse Droid by @milarca​ & @ranebowstitches​ Hux gets injured while working, and Kylo finds him in the medbay. Who knew mouse droids could be so dangerous? [G, 3k words, no warnings, hurt/comfort, alpha kylo & omega hux]

- with you by @msbyjckals​ “You know I love you, right?” Ren said. “Of course I know that, I’ve always had you; you’ve always been mine.” [T, 1k words, no warnings, sleepy cuddles, soft domestic fluff]

- Unexpected Avenues by @sinceyouaskedmeforataleof​ [WIP, Mitaka/Hux] No one wanted to take this particularly grisly task, but Dopheld is glad it fell to him when he realises that all is not as it seems. Can he make a new life on the run with his ex, now that everything he thought he knew has been turned upside down? [E, 84k words, omega hux & alpha kylo & alpha mitaka, mpreg, post-tros]

- Who Needs The Galaxy When There's You? by Mesmeret         Kylo is a simple, lonely smuggler with no one since his accident a decade ago. Or so he thought before his twelve year old daughter retrieves him to help out his long forgotten husband with a bothersome heat. [E, 7.7k words, no warnings, alpha kylo & omega hux, amnesia, smuggler kylo & mandalorian hux]

- By the Will of the Gods by @darktenshi17​ Armitage is chosen to be a sacrifice to his gods in return for his village's protection. It's not the gods who find him out in the woods. [E, 1.9k words, no warnings but dubcon, fantasy/medieval au,

- The Fall of Yesterday by @sinceyouaskedmeforataleof​  [WIP] Seven years after Exegol, a nameless sailor works a thankless job onboard an Arkanis pearl harvester and fails to forget all the things he has lost. When the ship arrives at a new port all he wants to do is find a place to sleep through his shore leave. He might find more than that. [E, 10k words, no warnings, tros fix-it, alpha kylo & omega hux]

- Special Delivery by DaisyChainz Hux orders a toy that's supposed to be 'discreetly packaged', but when his hot mailman brings it directly to his front door, he finds out it is definitely not. [E, 3.3k words, no warnings, modern au, smut]

- Most Wanted by @pizzzazlut​ When the most prolific serial killer the city of Arkanis has ever seen is finally arrested and awaiting trial, it takes two of the cities most respected lawyers to represent the culprit and the victims. The only problem is that Kylo Ren and Armitage Hux haven't interacted since law school and will now have to work against each other to win the career-building case of a lifetime. Or The one where Kylo and Hux are rival lawyers with too much history but an equal amount of hate for Snoke. [E, 12.6k words, warnings for violence, modern au, murders and blood]

- Devotion by @kyluxtrashpit​ The Emperor loves to hear about his devoted hound's successful missions, ideally in as much detail as possible. Kylo does not disappoint. [E, 1.9k, no warnings, smut, emperor hux & hound kylo]

- three's a crowd by @thethespacecoyote​ Ren Prime catches Ben sneaking a First Order cadet onboard, and decides an unorthodox kind of punishment is in order. [E, 1.4k words, no warnings, ren prime, smut, voyeurism]

- If we have each other (the world is ours to conquer) by                    thereisnocowboyemoji “You think, what, that I have feelings for her?” “Please, Ren, do not dare try to insult my intelligence.” [G, 1.3k, no warnings, married kylux, mpreg, jealousy]

- In the Vents by @kyluxtrashpit​ Hux returns from his shift to find the bottom half of Kylo sticking out of the heating vent. Kylo is stuck and Hux isn't one to let opportunities pass him by. [E, 2k words, no warnings, pwp]

- the monster in your bed by @thethespacecoyote​ In the dead of night, something terrifying and lascivious comes to a sleeping General Hux. [E, 2k words, no warnings, consensual noncon roleplay, sub hux & dom kylo]

- Old Hornington Rides Again by oorsprong “Don’t be vulgar.” Of course he remembered. The embarrassing nickname had somehow become part of the whole taboo. Sex in the conference room in the early hours; Hux naked but for his boots and his hat and taunting Kylo with dirty talk. Kylo worshiped his cock in those days, treated it with reverence. “I could do it again.” [E, 1.3k words, no warnings, smut, old married kylux]

- His Purpose by partialresonance When Hux hears Snoke's voice in his mind, he thinks it's a caffeine hallucination. Until the voice plants an insidious purpose that Hux has no choice but to fulfill. Thankfully, Kylo is there to save him. Little does he know that the sinister presence was targeting him all along. [M, 5.6k words, no warnings, suicide attempt, mind manipulation, love confessions]  

- Mariner’s Hollo by Eirean Whilst on a diplomatic mission, Kylo is invited to take part in the planet’s ancient ritual, and demands that the Grand Marshall accompany him. Said Grand Marshall is deeply unimpressed by the whole thing. [E, 9.7k words, no warnings, enemies to lovers, smut]

- Let It Happen by @pizzzazlut​ Armitage Hux re-analyzed all his life choices up to this point and could not come up with anything as careless as this. Or the one where Ren joins Kylo and Hux in bed because he doesn't like being left out. [E, 2k words, ren prime, threesome]

- Come On And Slam by @thediktatortot​ Hux and Kylo invite Ren Prime into their chambers and get more than they bargain for. [E, 1.9k words, no warnings, ren prime, threesome]

- A Passing Madness by moreless “It’s a gift,” says Ren simply, folding his large hands behind his back. His gaze moves between the lightsaber and Hux. “It used to belong to the Jedi traitor Mace Windu. It reminded me of you.” Two steps forward, one step back. Another step back. That's how their relationship works. Even now. [T, 1.9k words, no warnings, duel of the fates au, power dynamics]

- Our Impeccable Leadership by roseofgalaxies The Supreme Leader and his treacherous General have begun to collaborate with unexpected success. There's only one problem: Ren's stopped wearing a shirt. [E, 4.8k words, no warnings, lego holiday special, body worship]

- Giving In by Kyram (BrokenApril) Hux has a mission. Millions of lives are on the line, yet Ren's presence teases him. He's desperate to give in even if his job will become all the harder. [T, 2.2k words, no warnings, touch starvation, force sensitive hux]

- to lay your armor down by surrenderer Once in a while, the Supreme Leader likes to wear his Chancellor’s greatcoat around the Capitol building. [M, 661 words, no warnings, role reversal, force sensitive hux & force null kylo]

- Benefits of Force Sensitivity by Kittens After the surprising change in his relationship with Ren, Hux has a lot to think about. But they also have a mission to complete and that may have unintended consequences. [M, 4.3k words, no warnings, force sensitive hux, cuddling]

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The complete lack of Anakin Skywalker in the Sequel Trilogy is an insult to the story of Star Wars, Anakin’s story and in the end they destroyed Anakin’s fall and redemption

The fact that Anakin is never mentioned by name, let alone shows up as a force ghost. Just shows how much Disney, JJ Abrams, Rian Johnson and Kathleen Kennedy were so afraid of the Prequels and couldn’t even bother to have the man who is the main focus of Star Wars to be featured in the sequel trilogy period. The Star Wars Saga was about Anakin and his family. I will forever be bitter and disgusted that Disney went out of their way to erase his presence.

Disney did everything to show what Anakin trained for, struggled for, went to the dark side for and sacrificed everything for was pointless. They introduced force healing, force resurrection, Rey taking the prophecy for herself, his family was tormented by Palpatine until his bloodline became extinct and now we know people can communicate with Tusken raiders. If all of this existed in the prequels, Anakin would’ve never even become Darth Vader. They made Anakin’s entire fall and redemption completely pointless.

I don’t know what it is with Disney, but apparently they get off with backhandedly disrespecting Anakin at every opportunity they get.

I do love Rey, but I agree with this YouTube comment I found a year ago “Rey single handedly destroyed Anakin's entire legacy, and made his whole life a joke. - you don't need to train to be stupidly powerful with the lightsaber or the force. Training isn't necessary anymore, as Rey proves in TFA and TLJ, and in some ways in TROS since I doubt Leia taught her force heal, force skype or force lightning. Thus, Anakin's tough decision to leave his mother in slavery while training to be a Jedi powerful enough to one day save her is made pointless. - you don't need to be in control of your powers. Hell, fits of unexplained anger are encouraged and other characters love you for it. Rey can be rude, destructive and irrational all she wants, and everyone supports her, while Anakin was always taught to obey orders and not think for himself, furthering his feeling of being enslaved and controlled. But nah, he was just wrong I guess. - the path to the dark side is no longer the easy and fast one. Everyone can just decide freely, flip flop between allegiances and do whatever the fuck they want to. I don't know what Anakin was tempted by, Rey is angry all the time, uses force lightning, a power only the most powerful sith can do, and is never tempted in the slightest, always making the morally perfect decisions and never giving in to any temptations. Just be incorruptible, Anakin! - You can force heal easily at no cost. Anakin's mother died for nothing, as did Padme. Anakin's whole turn to the dark side was made utterly ridiculous by this movie. Anakin trained for years, mastering everything he could, striving for more knowledge and wisdom to be powerful enough to save and protect those around him, when he could have just done everything he wanted by closing his eyes. Fucking hell Rey, is there anything you aren't perfect at. - He didn't even kill Palpatine. He didn't redeem himself. He didn't bring peace to the galaxy. He did bring order though, the First Order. Fucking hell, did he actually do anything right or did Rey seriously outclass him in every _single thing he ever did This trilogy just shits on everything that came before. Everyone in Star Wars sucks because Rey is just perfect at everything she does, and all the other characters, with their flaws, struggles and problems they have to overcome just look stupid compared to her and her god powers. I hate this trilogy so much omg words can't describe it”

Let’s look at how much damage was done by not showing Anakin and how much the Sequels destroyed Anakin’s story and legacy

Anakin never warns his children about Snokeatine preying over his grandson, just think if Anakin told them a powerful and ancient dark side user was targeting Ben, Han, Lando, Chewie, Luke and Leia all would’ve gotten together and killed Snoke and by doing that, killing the First/Final Order in the crib.

Anakin never tells his children Palpatine himself is alive. If Anakin told them the truth, he could’ve directed Luke and Leia to his wayfinder, then Orchi’s ship and the stupid knife map. They would find both wayfinders and Luke and Leia would’ve killed Palpatine on Exegol. 

Anakin doesn't warn Leia that visions are not all they seem or how he lost himself because of a vision and tells her not to fall for the same trap he did. 

Anakin never once visits his grandson during his Jedi training or his time as Kylo Ren and tell him his story, Anakin appearing before his grandson and telling him HIS SIDE of HIS STORY could’ve prevented Ben’s fall

Anakin by name is never mentioned

Rey, someone who believed Luke was only a myth. Suddenly knows that Luke redeemed Darth Vader(again, Anakin is never mentioned by name)

Anakin does not appear before his son in his time of need. Instead Yoda does. Anakin knew all there is about failure and what happens when you fall to the dark side.  “failure, the greatest teacher is,” is bullshit. Yoda never learned this lesson to begin with. Yoda is the last person who should be saying anything like this to Luke. Anakin should have went to Luke, not Yoda. You know who would have been the perfect person to tell Luke that failure is the greatest teacher? His father, Anakin Skywalker. If anyone deserved that moment, it was Anakin Skywalker. Both because this should have been his chance to speak with his son AND because when someone is the embodiment of the failures of the Jedi Order, they’re really the one best qualified to call out the bullshit of that organization. Anakin would’ve been the best person to tell Luke to confront Kylo, his grandson. He knows failure more than anyone. Failing to save his mother, failing to save Padme, his failure into giving into the dark side and his fall. Anakin would’ve told him. “It wasn’t your fault what happened to Ben, I’m asking you to come back and save your sister, my daughter. Leia needs you. You never gave up on me. Don’t give up on your friends, your sister or even yourself. You saved me when I thought all was lost, there is still time to make things right. Remember you are a Jedi, like me. Not the last of the old Jedi, Luke. The first of the new.“

Anakin died to save his son. He does not attempt to save him.

The fact that Anakin didn’t even show up to speak to his son when he was at his lowest or when his son was literally dying , was just proof that Disney Lucasfilm didn’t care about him as a character or his story. Anakin’s redemption was saving his son, yet for some reason he just didn’t give a shit about him. There is not even a reason given as to why he didn’t show up.  

Anakin does not appear before his grandson in his turning point. It should have been Anakin who met with Ben, not Han. No one knows more about Palpatine and the dark side than Anakin and revealing the truth could have destroyed the dark side’s hold over his grandson and brought him back to the light and unlike Harrison, Hayden actually wanted to be there. We needed the one moment between Anakin and his grandson. All they did with Han was make little to no sense and just repeat lines from TFA. Harrison is clearly there to collect that sweet Disney money lol he doesn’t like Star Wars or Han Solo, he returned to have Han killed off. Hayden Christensen, however loved Star Wars despite the hate that was directed towards him. He wanted to return to play Anakin one last time. and the perfect way for him to return and to guide his grandson back to the light was Anakin. Anakin knows more than anyone what the dark side can do and what Palpatine is capable of and how much pain he has inflicted. Kylo has always admired Vader, and Anakin can show the truth of how he was manipulated into betraying everything he loved and why the dark side is not the path he should be taking.  I really hate to toot my own horn, but I wrote out a scene where Anakin’s force ghost visits his grandson and helped along his redemption.  “I never wanted you to repeat my mistakes. That pull to the light you were feeling was always me. I wanted you to be better than I was, who I could have been” and showing Ben his memories and what he had to go through. His life as a slave, meeting Padme, meeting Obi-Wan, becoming a Jedi, losing his mother, Order 66, losing Padme and being saved by Luke and finally destroying Palpatine(lol but not really). And telling Ben “Let the light in. You still have a chance, no one is ever really gone“  Ben would then tell his grandfather “I know what I have to do, but I don’t know if I have the strength to do it.” Anakin puts his hand on his grandson and says “this time we’ll do it together.”

Anakin does not play a role in the defeat of the monster who destroyed his life. Anakin’s redemption, victory and the fulfillment of the Chosen One Prophecy  is now meaningless. He doesn’t even return to face Palpatine or to even power up Ben and Rey.  When Rey says "be with me" in the final fight. What should've happened is the force hears her pleas for help and sends Anakin to confront Sidious. Just imagine Palpatine:It cannot be....Lord Vader? Anakin:That name no longer has any meaning for me No, I am Anakin Skywalker, Jedi Master and the chosen one. Palpatine:So be it, "Jedi" Anakin with the help of Luke, Leia, Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon and Yoda help Ben rise and empower Ben and Rey. Rey and Ben rise. Ben with his Grandfather’s lightsaber and Rey with Leia’s lightsaber deflecting Palpatine’s Lightning Palpatine"I AM ALL THE SITH! Rey and Ben:And we are the Skywalkers And together they deflect it back at Sidious. Once and for all, Anakin fulfills the prophecy, while not doing it directly, he guided his grandson and Rey and together they destroy the SIth and brings balance to the force. Then Anakin brings back Rey, and bids farewell to his grandson and fades in peace knowing that balance has been brought back and the force is in the safe hands of Rey and Ben.

The entire Skywalker Family goes extinct and everything Anakin fought and sacrificed for is completely meaningless

Anakin's Lightsaber is not recognized as his lightsaber, it is recognized as Luke's Lightsaber and Rey's Lightsaber. Luke has a Lightsaber of his own. He even used it for most of his life after the war as a Jedi master, yet it never makes it into the Sequel Trilogy outside of flashbacks. Where is it????? NO SERIOUSLY WHERE THE FUCK IS IT??????? Rey has a lightsaber of her own as well, but for SOME REASON, they needed Rey to have the Skywalker lightsaber and Leia’s Lightsaber throughout the whole movie. Rey cannot be defined on her own. She needs the Skywalker Lightsaber, she needs the falcon, she needs to be related to be Palpatine and she needed to take the Skywalker name in the end. Anakin doesn’t even get to be acknowledged as the master of his own lightsaber.

Rey steals Anakin's legacy as the chosen one. A PALPATINE STEALS THE SKYWALKER PROPHECY

Anakin’s Lightsaber was buried on Tatooine. Make all the “I don’t like sand” jokes you want. But this is like burying a possession of a freed slave in the remains of a slave plantation. Anakin and Shmi were slaves on this planet, his mother was brutally tortured and murdered, his step-brother and sister and Luke’s aunt and uncle were brutally murdered and his daughter was a Hutt’s sex slave. This is the absolute last place he’d ever want his Lightsaber to be buried. Every Skywalker and Solo hated Tatooine. Anakin wanted to escape a life of slavery and see the stars. Luke looks at that double sunset, longing to escape his mundane life, wanting to travel the galaxy to fight the good fight. Rey looks at the double sunset because it's supposed to pander to the OT fans. Bury Anakin’s Lightsaber in his wife’s mausoleum and his spirit would be at peace. But oh no, we can’t have that, the money needs it’s OT nostalgia and we can’t legitimize the prequels because this movie was made by a prequel hating asshole.  I don’t understand why Luke’s Green Lightsaber was never used again. Could’ve been given to Finn and when he’s done, Rey helps him build a Lightsaber of his own. Then Rey can bury Luke, Leia, and Anakin’s Lightsabers in Padme’s mausoleum with Rey, Finn and Ben looking on as the force ghosts of Anakin, Luke and Leia looks on them in peace and it would be a fitting way to end the Skywalker Saga.

Anakin does not appear as a force ghost. He doesn’t see his grandson. He doesn’t see Rey. He doesn’t appear with Luke and Leia at the end of the movie. It’s like JJ Abrams has some sort of vendetta against the Prequels. This is what happens when an OT purist is given power.

Ben Solo dies and is not given a chance to earn his redemption and thus the Skywalker family dies out. He did terrible things as Kylo Ren, but if you want him to redeem himself, actually give him a redemption arc. When he feels his mother die, let him truly feel remorse for his actions Let him see the force ghosts of Luke and Anakin. They set him on the path to make things right. Ben and Rey stop Palpatine together, they kiss and Ben goes on a path of atonement. Ben gets in the falcon and takes Leia’s lightsaber and goes to every known First Order base with the intention of righting his wrongs and making things right. When he returns to Rey, they go to Naboo to place Anakin, Luke and Leia’s Lightsaber’s in Padme’s mausoleum and it ends with Rey and Ben holding hands as the Skywalker family looks on proud and happily that the future is in good hands. Like....Anakin, Leia and Luke would’ve wanted their family to live on and wanted Ben to live. It isn’t rocket science, Anakin would’ve wanted Ben to be given the chance he wasn’t given to redeem himself and live to tell the tale.

Bringing back Palpatine back destroyed Anakin’s entire arc. I don’t care if it happened in Legends. It was fucking stupid then and it was stupid now. The impact of Order 66? The Sequel Trilogy ruined it. I hate how the Sequel Trilogy really shat on this moment. Order 66 was a tragedy for the Clones, Jedi, Separatists, Mandalorians, Night Sisiters and even Maul. Everyone lost except Sidious. When Darth Vader threw him over the railing he was avenging basically everyone. But the Sequel Trilogy rewrites that moment and makes it redundant. In my book, the series timeline ends at the Mandalorian. The Prophecy of The Chosen One? It’s no longer about Anakin. He is no longer the one to destroy The Sith and to bring Balance to the Force. His fall and redemption? It’s now pointless, Palpatine’s clone body was the one that got destroyed, not Palpatine himself and he returned and built up the Empire stronger than ever. Anakin saving Luke and finally killing Palpatine was beautiful. Something that really makes Darth Vader/Anakin Skywalker saving Luke beautiful in my mind is actually Anakin/Vader’s perspective.  Qui-Gon was killed, his mother died a senseless death that he couldn't prevent, the Jedi Council was always wary of him and  never took him seriously, Padme spurned him after he became Vader -- which he only did to protect her from dying -- and died anyway, his best friend hacked off all his limbs and left him to burn to death and Sidious manipulated and lied to him from the time he was a kid, only wanted him for his force powers to use as a glorified hitman and openly contemplated replacing him constantly after he lost his duel to Kenobi on Mustafar and was maimed. The dude either lost or was (in his mind) betrayed by basically everyone he ever knew and cared about, except his son, who even to the end never lost faith in him. He was beaten and helpless and Luke had just severed his hand. Sidious then goaded Luke to finish Vader off and become his new apprentice, but Luke refused to turn on his father. The minute he realized Luke was the only person who hadn't betrayed, used, abandoned or left him was the minute Vader died and Anakin returned. This, in a nut shell, is the story of Star Wars. It is the story of a child from Tattooine who was finally able to save someone he loved.  Anakin has been manipulated by Palpatine since the moment he became a Jedi. Palpatine put visions of Padme’s death in his head until it was a reality. He went to the dark side to save his wife and children. He manipulated him into destroying the Jedi. He turned Anakin into Darth Vader and used Darth Vader as his enforcer. Until a moment of hope. His children lived. He thought all was lost until his son believed in him. In his final moments, his life, he saved his son and fulfilled the prophecy. Darth Vader is the ultimate villain deconstruction. He started out as a faceless monster to be defeated, a demon to be slain so peace would be restored. But Luke managed to look beneath the mask of intimidation and saw his father for what he truly was; a broken man who had been a slave his whole life and had lost all hope of redeeming himself. In the end Luke brought Anakin Skywalker back not because he convinced Vader to love him, because Anakin loved Luke since the moment he knew he would be born and never stopped loving him. And the decision to reveal that Palpatine didn’t really die and manipulated his grandson to kill Luke, that honestly cheapens Anakin’s arc. Just think with how he was brought back. They didn’t have an explanation. He is just there in the opening crawl. We didn’t hear his message in the movie, we heard it in fucking fortnite. And Poe’s line. “Somehow, Palpatine has returned” plays like a line from some kind of parody to Hollywood franchises. It’s actually... insulting. Like they are basically slapping us with “this is happening, we don’t have an explanation, just watch the damn movie and get us paid” without even the decency of trying to hide it. That line didn’t have to be in there. It revealed nothing, it provided no character development... it was literally just there to admit that the film really is as bad as you think. And of course, it’s something we HAVE to read in a book to figure out. If it’s not in your fucking movie, don’t fucking bother having it. Bringing back Palpatine made the first 6 movies entirely pointless. Palpatine outliving Anakin, Obi-Wan, Padme, Han Luke and Leia is the ultimate desecration of Star Wars. “it was always the plan to bring Palpatine back” and that is the problem. Its actually amazing how little the folks at Lucasfilm, Bad Reboot and Disney “get” Star Wars. Having the ultimate bad guy of the first 6 films live to see Episode 9 when the heroes who supposedly defeated him are long dead. It literally destroys the core mythology of the Star Wars universe and makes the selfless choices our characters made unrewarding. That’s just depressing. Their sacrifices and triumphs are ultimately undermined, devalued and utterly pointless. Moral of the story, nothing you did mattered, let the new generation clean up your mess because the money says so. And making Rey Palpatine’s granddaughter, killing EVERY LIVING Skywalker and having a Palpatine steal the legacy of the Skywalkers is desecration of Star Wars. Rey isn’t related to the Skywalkers it’s so creepy that she stole everything from them. She stole the falcon, she stole Luke’s lightsaber, she stole their family name. She stole Anakin and Luke’s ultimate victory over Palpatine. Their legacy. Palpatine won…..This is disgusting. The Skywalkers all dying and Rey taking the name is an exact summation of this trilogy. Tearing down all the old heroes and everything they did just for the new ones to do the same exact thing. Just to prop Rey up? You CAN build up new characters without tearing down the old characters and their legacy. Everything in this trilogy was done to break down and humiliate the characters we cared about and imitate something that was done in the past and has no substance. 

Rey didn’t need to be a Palpatine or take the Skywalker name. This isn’t me hating on Rey. Rey can be a great character by standing on her own. Rey being related to NO ONE was powerful and shows us that even someone who came from Jakku can be a powerful Jedi. She doesn’t earn anything on her own. She downloaded all of Kylo’s abilities. She took the Falcon, she made Chewbacca her personal uber, she took BB-8 from Poe and buried Anakin and Leia’s lightsaber on the literal symbolic oppression of the Skywalker family instead of something peaceful like Naboo or Ach-To. She has her own Lightsaber, but never uses it. Rey being a Palpatine and taking the Skywalker name undoes the beautiful story the revelation TLJ had does. She didn’t need to be a Palpatine and she didn’t need to take the Skywalker name or even their relics.  Rey Nobody works. Here’s why. Rey’s story is her own, it is not her parents, it is not about where she came from, it’s about where she is going, and who she decides to become. Maz Kanata said “The belonging you seek is not behind you. It is in front of you.” Rey in the TFA trailers said “I’m no one” Rey never thought or wanted her parents to be important in TFA, she was literally going to pass up adventure and being important to stay on Jakku because what she wanted was her family to finally come home. She didn't want to be important or wanted her parents to be important. The audience wanted that. Any more lingering discussion of the possibility of Rey’s parents being ‘somebody’ only is distracting you from the actually beautiful story that is being told. Rey is a story of a girl who raised herself, who held onto hope for people who didn’t deserve it, she is a story of how light can be born from darkness, and Rey is story of someone who was scared of her own truth—but then finally faced it. Rey being a Nobody is the story I was skeptical of at first, but grew to love, the story that gives me more hope than any Rey Skywalker or Rey Solo story ever would. Rey calling herself "Rey Skywalker" was so forced and unnecessary because all the whiny pissants did not like that a girl was skilled and powerful in her own right and because Rey did not have a good relationship with Luke in the first place. JJ was so set in just making Rey a Luke clone that it just undoes character development. If Rey had to take a name, Solo or Organa would make the most sense since she actually had a relationship with Han, Leia and Ben. Say what you want about how RIan Johnson handled Rey in TLJ. At least he treated Rey like her own person, with her own journey, and her own desires and fears, rather than consigning her to be a vessel for OT nostalgia. And at least he allowed her to actually have a new outfit and new hair style. At least he let her change. Like him or not, Rian Johnson treated Rey with more respect and identity than JJ Abrams ever did. It means more than making her related to anyone because Rey was every lonely girl who wanted to be a part of something but didn't feel like they belonged. Every woman who learned to make her way in the world alone. Every person who clung to hope when they had nothing left. She is so many things to so many people. Rey Nobody can be fierce, angry and powerful without it connecting to a man or evil bloodline. She can love, be curious and emotional without being weak. She is a scavenger, a Jedi, and one half of a powerful Dyad. She is Rey of Jakku and that's all we needed. Rey calling herself a Skywalker denied her every last inch of who she was. Her character arc was ruined to please men that thought her power needed to be connected to a man for it to make sense. All we needed her arc to be was Rey accepting that she needs to be her own hero and loving herself for who she is, rather than who she wanted her hypothetical parents to be. And honestly Rey in TROS was a huge disappointment. Her entire character arc was regressed, she's back to wearing the buns and dressed all in white and sticks to the glorification of the Jedi. It's like everything she learned in the last movie never happened. And honestly her character in TROS  is what men think a "strong female character" is She fights, but they don’t have to deal with her processing internal pain. She loves, but they don’t have to deal with her fully exploring her desires. She’s a “badass,” & for them that is enough. When I say "A Palpatine is left and steals the legacy of the Skywalkers" I am not suggesting she doesn't deserve the title. I am saying that essentially, Palpatine won. Anakin, Padme, Luke, Han, Leia and Ben are all dead. Leia died for nothing. Leia deserved to see her son come home, and to see the end of the monster who ruined her family. She didn’t deserve to feel her child die. The entire line of the family is now extinct. The wiki even says "the extinction of the family name" what kind of depressing garbage is this? JJ Abrams ended the entire Skywalker saga on Palpatine successfully using love to manipulate, corrupt, hurt or kill every single Skywalker across three generations, ultimately resulting in the total eradication of the Skywalker, Solo and Amidala bloodlines, whilst Palpatine's heir lives on and claims the Skywalker name and legacy. Rey calling herself "Rey Skywalker" was patronizing and insulting and demeans what Rey's journey meant in the first two movies to everyone who loved her. Rey coming from Jakku and nothing but rising up as a heroic Jedi means more than "you have his power...you are a Palpatine" or "Rey Rey Skywalker" ever will. Women Of The Galaxy author Amy Ratcliffe says it best. “Even beyond the trappings of the Star Wars saga — the First Order, the Resistance, the Force — Rey’s story is inspiring, familiar, and timeless. Just because you come from nothing doesn’t mean you’re not part of the story. You’re not no one, because anybody can save the galaxy. Anybody.“

If anyone still cannot understand my problem with bringing back Palpatine and why I find it narratively offensive. Just imagine this. What if Harry discovered that Dumbledore was wrong and Voldemort had far more than 7 horcruxes? Ashamed and afraid, he hides Ginny and the Potter children among the muggles. A defeated Ron returns to the burrow, while Hermione spends her days searching for Horcruxes. Years later, a 17 year old, Rachel Marvela Riddle, begins discovering her new powers, despite never receiving her Hogwart’s letter. Her magic is incredibly strong, but she is everything Tom was not. With the help of some friends, she tracks down the remaining Horcruxes and finally destroys the true Voldemort, for good and realsies this time! Also she starts calling herself the Girl Who Lived. This is the plot of Disney’s Star Wars Sequel Trilogy.. What if Harry didn’t actually destroy Voldemort? What if The One Ring survived Mt. Doom? Interesting concepts, but they would devalue everything that came before. The entire point of the Sequel Trilogy is disregarding generations of storytelling because no one behind this trilogy had any original or creative stories to tell. This is how Star Wars dies, with uncreativity and greed.

Anakin Skywalker’s story and family was destroyed, belittled, insulted and stolen by a Palpatine. Hell, even from a certain point of view PALPATINE WON! AGAIN!

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Rebellion - Lies (Ben Solo x Reader) (Star Wars TROS) Part 1

A/N: HEYYYY GUYS OMG!!! So this is my first fanfic in a pretty long time. I haven’t written since June I think. I’m so sorry I’ve been gone...BUT I’M BACK!!! AND I’M HERE WITH A STAR WARS IMAGINE :) I really hope you guys like it. I’m a little rusty, so I’m sorry! I hope you guys enjoy though :) Also, I’ll write for any character, so please don’t hesitate to request. ENJOY!!!! (ps yes the title is based on an Arcade Fire song)

Summary: You (the reader) have an incredibly strong force connection with Ben Solo. You two grew close, training together, constantly being together. It was once you and he that created balance in the galaxy. However, what happens now that Ben is chasing after Rey? jealous!reader. 

Warnings: This is a TROS world!!!! So please be aware of spoilers! Language, that’s about it...

Word Count: 2,163

Part 1:

The ground beneath you is cold and harsh. Rocks and rubble poke relentlessly against your skin. Your eyes open slowly. You don’t know exactly where you are, but the room is large. It almost feels like a cave. Stone walls surround you. It’s dark. There’s something in the distance. You squint, and realize it’s a silhouette. Within a second, you recognize who it is. You knew the shape of his body like the back of your hand. 

It was Ben Solo. 

You push yourself up. “B-Ben,” Your voice is hoarse. You come up to your knees, brushing the pebbles and such off of your arms. You feel so weak. Your head throbs in pain. 

Your knees buckle as you attempt to stand up, practically sending you straight back down to the ground. Something makes you feel as though Ben needs you, so you power through the pain. Something wasn’t right. There was palpable tension in the room. It was almost as if the force was telling you something. 

Something evil was here.

Ben feels so close, yet so far. “Ben,” You call out, much louder this time. But there’s no response. You walk closer to him. Suddenly, another figure reveals itself. The figure stands in front of Ben. 

“You are weak, like a child! Wasted ability and potential!” The figure’s voice is familiar. It's filled with a hatred you had heard before, possibly in a dream, or a voice in your head. 

A voice that once beckoned you to the darkness…

“No,” you whisper. It was Palpatine. His face is clear now. The man’s wrinkles are deep, his eyes  are dark, filled with malevolence, and sunken in. “Ben!” 

You’re running towards the two of them now, but you aren’t getting any closer. He and Palpatine seem to be moving farther and farther into the distance. You feel so helpless. Palpatine extends a hand out towards Ben. 

Almost instantly, Ben rises up into the air. You reach for your light saber, pulling it out of its holder. It ignites as you continue to charge forward, its yellow light shining brightly in the dark room. 

“I will end the Skywalker line once and for all!” Palpatine’s voice echoes against the ancient stone walls, sending chills down your spine.

You extend your hand out, hoping to to use the force to push Palpatine against the throne that stood behind him, but it doesn’t work. You’re stuck, powerless, forced to watch the man you love die. It feels as though you are trapped behind a wall of glass, or as if there’s some barrier that you can’t cross. You continue running nevertheless, refusing to give up. 

Ben rises higher in the air. Palpatine seems to be using the force to pull something out of Ben. It was white and bright. Then it hits you. You know exactly what Palpatine is doing. That’s why he tricked Ben into joining him.

“His life force,” You say, stopping in your tracks. 

“Ben!” You scream, wishing that Palpatine could hear you and possibly drop Ben in the process. 

“I know you’re here girl,” His voice reaches you. “But there’s nothing you can do. You’re powerless!” Palpatine cackles, his evil laughter makes the walls shake. Rubble travels down the walls. 

Palpatine grows stronger and stronger as each second goes by. But there’s nothing you can do. His face begins to gain color, and his wrinkles begin to disappear. His fingers take shape. He’s become human again. 

Suddenly, Ben falls to the ground. 

You begin to run towards Palpatine and Ben again. You’re quickly realize that you’re able to travel towards the Ben this time. Now that Palpatine had gotten what he wanted, there was nothing you could do to stop him. The damage had already been done.  

You reach the foot of the throne, and crash down on your knees next to Ben. You move him so that he lays in your lap. You run your hands through his dark black hair. 

“B-Ben, I-I’m so sorry,” You stutter as tears fall down your cheeks. 

“You failed him just as your grandfather failed Anakin. Just as your parents failed you,” Palpatine says as he approaches you. “You never even told the boy you loved him. Such a shame. You know, you would’ve lived with this guilt for centuries, just as Obi Wan Kenobi had before you. Yet, you were too stupid and naive to recognize this is all just…”

Your eyes flicker open. 

A dream. 

Palpatine’s whisper floats around your room. You’re in your bed. You instinctively reach over to the other side, but there’s no one there. Ben hadn’t been there in months. You wanted nothing more than to be reunited with him. You missed him. 

Before the First Order, before Luke had betrayed Ben, you and Ben were friends. You were connected through the force from birth. The connection was strong and intense. It didn’t take long to realize why you were connecting with him. After all, Ben was a Skywalker, and you were a Kenobi. 

Ben told Luke of your powers, and Luke took you from your home planet to train you. Luke had told you that you belonged with the Jedi, that you belonged with Ben. He said that the force had chosen you two to keep balance within the galaxy and the force.

But that was never a question for you. From the moment you made your first connection with Ben, you knew you were destined to rule the galaxy together. You had always felt as though, together, you could serve the galaxy and make your grandfathers proud. 

However, ever since the girl had come out of no where, out of thin air, Ben had been gone. You longed for him. More than all else, you feared for his life. Palpatine had been slipping into your dreams almost every night. You would talk to Ben through the force after each dream, but lately he failed to connect back. 

You sit up, and swing your legs over to the side so that you can sit on the edge of the bed.

“Ben,” you whisper, hoping to get through to him. 

“(Y/N),” Ben responds. Your heart flutters in your chest. It had been weeks since you had last heard his voice. But you can’t see his face. You feel a hand rest against your shoulder. You whip your head around to look behind you. 

There he was. It was Ben.

You take a deep breath. “You’re here.”

“I promised you I wouldn’t be gone forever. I meant that,” Ben says, a small smile playing at his lips. You stand up and run over to him, crashing into his arms the second you get the chance. Your head presses into his chest. You inhale, taking in his scent. You feel like you’re home. 

He isn’t wearing his First Order uniform. When he was with you, he was never Kylo Ren, he was always the Ben Solo you knew and came to love. He wore a long sleeved black shirt, scrunched up around his elbows, exposing his lower arms, and loose black pants. His hair was still long, just as it always had been. You pull apart from his chest to get a look at his face. His dark brown eyes glimmer in the light, and his smile stretches across his lips. But you can’t smile back. You begin to think about her; the girl you saw him extend his hand out to in your dreams and visions. You knew it was true. He had feelings for her. 

And he was losing his feelings for you. 

In truth, Ben had never confirmed his feelings for you. There was never a conversation about a relationship, or romance. You had always just enjoyed each other’s connection and company. It was clear there was something there, but you never verbally communicated those feelings with each other. 

That, of course, doesn’t mean you never wanted to. You thought every day about expressing your love for him. Your connection had always been strong enough that you felt as though he already knew without talking about it, but you wanted to tell him yourself. 

You continue on. “I thought you might not come back. You’re so wrapped up in-,”

Ben cuts you off, “Her?”

“You asked her to join you, but not me?” You move further away from him. “Explain that. Explain that to me.” There’s a familiar feeling in your gut that you’ve felt before. It’s a fire, a burning sensation that fills you with anger. You had been told throughout your life to ignore those feelings. But now it’s impossible to. 

“I chased after her because of Palpatine, (Y/N). He tricked me. You know that better than anyone else. I didn’t mean to leave you.” 

“But you did,” You respond. “You left me after all we’ve been through together. I’ve been here for you longer than she has. Why her, Ben? Why?” 

Ben shakes his head. “It’s not that simple, you don’t under-,”

“Understand? I don’t understand? You promised me forever, and then you went chasing after her, Ben. You and I are supposed to bring balance the galaxy. I’m supposed to lead you to the light. Hell, I’ve never stopped calling you Ben. I’ve called you Ben from the beginning, and you’ve never stopped me once. I know you, and she doesn’t,” You say, your voice filled with anger. You were channeling the very energy Luke and everyone else in your life had warned you not to engage with. But you didn’t care. It was how you felt. 

He steps closer to you. “I’m sorry. That’s why I’m here. I’m going to Exogol, too. I’m ending everything. When it’s all over, you and I can join the Resistance. All of this will be behind us. We can be happy again, (Y/N). ” 

You shake your head. “You can’t go to Exogol. My visions, my dreams, you die there, Ben. You can’t,” You plead. You know that if he goes, it could be the end.  

No. It will be the end. You had seen it a million different times and a million different ways. He couldn’t escape Palpatine, there was no way he could ever do that. Palpatine would kill him, just as he had done in every vision you had ever had. 

“I need to end this, (Y/N). I need to do what my grandfather couldn’t. My old saber is gone. I’ve left the First Order. It’s done. Now I have to finish this,” Ben says. 

Tears fill your eyes, and you fall into Ben’s arms. You sob into his chest. 

“Shh, (Y/N). It’s all going to be okay. Please don’t worry. I’m going to be fine,” Ben says as his fingers comb gently through your hair.

He would never listen to you. He was far too headstrong; that was always how he was. Ben always wanted to do things his way. Even growing up, he handled training differently than the other padawans. He was always so critical of himself too. Because of all this, you had learned how to talk him off the ledge, but this time was different. There was no talking him out of this one. In his mind, he was already on Exogol, he was already killing Palpatine. 

“Please let me go with you Ben. You can’t go alone,” You say into his chest. 

“I need to do this myself, (Y/N),” Ben says back. 

You lift your head from his chest. “Ben, if you go alone, you’re going to die. I need you to understand that you are not making it out of the fight if you go in alone,” You explain. 

Ben shakes his head in disagreement. “I will. I’ll take him on by myself.” Ben pauses, looking down at you. 

“Then I need to tell you something Ben. I need to tell you something I’ve always wanted to,” You say to him. It was time. You had waited far too long to tell him how you really felt. 

“Don’t. Please don’t say anything. I’m going to make it out of this. You can tell me after all of this is done,” Ben says back. 

This wasn’t right. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. You had a bad feeling about this. You knew something was going to go wrong. 

An idea comes to you. You know exactly how to protect him. “Let me go to Exogol with you. I’ll stay on the ship, and I won’t go into the fight with you. But please, let me come with you to Exogol,” You beg, staring deeply into Ben’s eyes. Ben looks away. 

“Fine.” 

“And promise me that if you need help, you’ll call for-,”

Ben interrupts you. “I won’t need help.” 

“You’re being stubborn. If you need help, promise you’ll call for me, please,” You say to him, hoping you’ll be able to sway his opinion. 

“I promise.”

To be continued…

Part two

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Fire Keeper: Chapter 1

I'm trying out this fanfic/imagine thing so here goes:

Douxie x fem reader

You are Jim's older sister who is taking a break from college and has moved back home to Arcadia. You end up joining Jim and his friends on their adventures. 

Masterlist in bio!

"Here, Jim, let me do that. I don't want you to be late," you said picking up some trash and putting it into the bin.

"Thanks, Y/n. You're the best." Your little brother grabbed his bike and got on as Toby rode over.

“Hey Y/n,” Toby said then turned to Jim, “We’re late for school, Jimbo.”

They went on to talk about their lunches and whatnot. You smiled at them and checked your watch. “Hey guys, doesn’t your school start at eight?”

“Oh were going to be so late!” Jim groaned, he hopped on his bike and rode off. “Bye Y/n!” "See you later, Y/n!" Toby called out as he took off after Jim. You smiled at them as they rode away, you were very glad to be home. You turned your attention back to the trash that was scattered across your driveway and sighed. Raccoons were so annoying. It didn't take too long though and you quickly checked on your mom, grabbed the lunch Jim had made for you and locked up the house. It was a short drive to Mr. Benoit's and you arrived just as the lunch rush was about to begin. You quickly got to work and soon enough it was over. As you made your way out of the bistro you were sidetracked by an odd shadow in a nearby alley. Just as quickly as it appeared, the shadow disappeared from your sight. Normally an odd shadow wouldn't concern you, but there was something about that one. You kept your eyes glued to the alley and burst out the bistro doors. With your attention elsewhere, you hadn't bothered to check if anyone was coming inside. You collided with someone and you fell to the ground, landing hard. It would definitely leave a bruise. You looked up to see one of your coworkers, you believed his name was Douxie or something like that. You knew it was something old and English, but the two of you had rarely ever talked. "Sorry," he said in his charming accent. He offered his hand and you took it. "No, I'm sorry. I was... distracted." You turned your attention back to the alley and realized that what ever had been there was long gone by now. "Y/n, right?" He asked drawing your attention back to him. He had a lazy smirk on his face and you gave a small smile in return. "Yes, and you're Douxie?" "Yeah," he said. His lazy smirk had turned into a confused frown and you quickly realized the two of you were still holding hands. You took yours away quickly and looked at your watch. Jim was probably home already and maybe even working on dinner. You had to get going. "Well, it was nice running into you," you called to him as you left the bistro. You glanced towards the empty alley and then back at Douxie. His smirk had returned and you waved at him before getting into your car and driving away. There were no lights on in your house when you pulled into the driveway. It wasn't dark out yet, but your house didn't let in much natural light. You looked at the side of the house and saw Jim's bike in it's spot. You were still a little cautious as you walked through the unlocked door. Jim was sitting on the couch staring at his phone. There were no lights on in the living room except that from the tv. You rolled your eyes at your little brother, it wasn't like him to completely ignore life and stare at his phone like that. "Hey Jim, I'm hoooommme!" You called in a sing-song voice as you hung up your purse. He jolted and almost falling off the couch in an attempt to put his phone away. "Hey, Y/n/n, I 'll, um, get started on dinner now." You gave him a quick hug as he made his way to the kitchen. "Ugh! Raccoons!" Jim sighed. "I'll handle it." "Okay, be safe, those things are nasty. I'll heat up something quick in the microwave." He nodded and made his way towards the basement as you walked into the kitchen. You rummaged through the freezer and found frozen chicken taquitos which you popped into the oven. You set a timer on your phone and plopped down on the couch.

It felt nice to sit down after being on your feet all day. You weren't able to rest long though. A scream came from the basement and you leaped off the couch, startled. You grabbed an umbrella from the stand by the front door and held it in front of you like a weapon.

You quickly made your way down the stairs only slowing when you heard voices. You held in a scream when you saw two large beasts in your basement. One was blue and facing away from you, but it appeared to have four arms. The other was facing you and was much larger. It was gray and had green fur with sharp teeth. It looked like it could kill you with no effort.

You took a deep breath, mentally preparing yourself to attack and at least attempt to save your little brother. You would have the element of surprise on your side.

You stopped yourself though when the blue one began speaking in a refined and dignified voice. “Master Jim you have been chosen. The Amulet of Daylight challenges you to the most sacred of offices.”

“Orifices? What Orifices?” The big one asked and you got the impression that although he talked slower, he was still very smart.

“Offices. It means responsibility,” the blue one explained, then turned back to Jim. “Unbeknownst to your kind, there is a secret world, a vast civilaization of trolls lurking beneath your very feet, hidden from view. ”

“Tro… Tr-trolls?” Jim stuttered and it took all of your strength not to go save Jim that moment. But you were curious, so you stayed hidden, ready to leap out and help him if the brutes tried anything.

“Trolls. Yes, trolls! And it is now your charge to protect them. For you, Master Jim, are the Trollhunter.”

“Trollhunter,” the big one said, which didn’t do much to explain.

“This honor is yours to accept. So, what say you?” The blue one asked. Jim’s eyes widened and he fainted.

“Is that a yes?” The big one asked and even though the two beasts, or trolls, hadn’t done anything to Jim you decided to attack.

You let out a battle cry and charged at the strange creatures, umbrella raised. The two turned to face you, looks of shock and surprise on their faces. The blue one—whom you could see had six eyes, a large orange nose, and fangs of his own—moved to stand in front of Jim.

“Get. Away. From. My. Brother!” You yelled, swinging your umbrella like a sword.

“‘Brother?’ Oh dear, you are the Trollhunter’s older sister, yes?”

“Yes,” you growled breathing heavily. “And I said get away from him!”

With those words, your hand glowed an orange color and the glow traveled along the umbrella like a fire rushing to burn. The glow left the umbrella and flew at the big troll as if you had managed to throw a fireball at him.

The two of you flew back and he hit the opposite wall, making cracks appear in the cement. You hit the staircase and fell hard to the floor, if you hadn’t earned yourself bruises earlier, you had now.

You watched stunned and unable to move as the blue one got closer to you. “I am known as Blinky and this is Aaarrrgghh and I suppose now is not the best time to talk. We will speak later. Goodbye sister of Master Jim.”

The two trolls left and you sat in the nearly pitch black basement for a while, trying to process what had happened. You heard the timer on your phone go off in the distance and pulled yourself from your thoughts.

You looked over at Jim and found him to be out cold. You quickly took care of the food and somehow managed to drag Jim to the couch.

You took a seat next to him and sighed. Whatever had just happened was momentous and would definitely impact your lives in many ways. You couldn’t stop thinking about how you had let out that orange blast of what could only be described as magic. Your thoughts also were buzzing with worry for your little brother. Destiny had chosen the both of you for something and whatever it was, it was important.

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I hope I did a good job and this is only part one of hopefully many. I hope y'all like it. :)

P.S. The title will make sense eventually

Chapter 2: https://writings-of-a-daphodil.tumblr.com/post/626946338019590144/fire-keeper-chapter-2

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I Can’t Lose You - Poe Dameron x Reader

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WARNINGS: RISE OF SKYWALKER SPOILERS, MENTIONS OF DEATH, MENTIONS OF TORTURE, ANGST, BLOOD, YELLING

REQUEST: @lookinsidemyhead could I maybe ask for a Star Wars imagine? Like a poexfem!reader Maybe like instead of chewie being captured it was the reader and when they rescue her she’s a little out it from the torture in the interrogation room. angst with happy ending bc they escape

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A poe dameron tros x reader where reader gets captured with chewy and poe rescues her, lots of angsty poe after losing reader because he thinks she's dead, then fluff when they reunite

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The only thing that could pull the team's stunned gazes from the fiery explosion of the First Order ship was Poe's horrifying scream. The way your name ripped through his throat made Finn's heart stop and his blood run cold.

Poe took no caution in his efforts to make his way down from the rocky structure their getaway ship stood perched on, slipping and nearly falling more than once.

His heels kicked up sand as he sprinted towards the wrecked ship and Rey, who still stood frozen as the realization of what she'd just done dawned on her. Finn had to stop Poe from running straight to her, he'd never hurt Rey, but after what just happened he definitely wasn't thinking straight.

Finn wrapped his arms around his friend, holding him back and restricting his movement as he struggled to get free.

"What did you do?" Poe yelled at Rey, the high pitched crack in his voice was enough to send daggers through anyone listening's heart. Poe never stopped struggling to break free from Finn's grasp, and it was getting to the point where he just might succeed.

"Chewie I need some help down here!" Finn called up to the Wookie. There was no way he could get Poe to the ship himself, not when he was like this.

"Poe we need to go!" Finn yelled as he tried to pull Poe towards the ship, knowing if they stayed any longer your life wouldn't be the only fatality.

"No! No, I can't leave her!"

"She's gone, Poe. There's nothing we can-"

Finn stopped short as Poe finally broke free from his grasp. However, he didn't get very far, Chewie had made it down just in time to grab him.

"Chewie!" Finn yelled out, "Get him to the ship we need to get out of here! Rey come on!" Poe tried to fight his way out again, but the Wookie was too strong, forcibly pulling him back to the ship. He didn't stop fighting until Chewie released him once the ship had taken off with everyone safely inside.

There was a heavy tension in the air, nobody knew what to say. It's like they were just waiting for Poe to lash out like he usually did when he was upset, but he didn't. The burst of yelling and cursing the team was anxiously waiting for never came. Instead, he simply collapsed onto a storage box and with his head in his hands, he sobbed.

Finn watched his best friend, one who usually stood so strong and fiery, completely fall apart. Rey's heart ached in a way she didn't know it could, the thought that she'd caused this haunting her mind.

BB-8 slowly rolled over to Poe, letting out a series of confused beeps. "She's gone, buddy," Poe said in a broken voice. The small droid let out a high pitched whine mixed with sad beeps.

"This can't be for nothing," Finn finally spoke up, his voice soft as he struggled to speak through his own tears. "We can't let her die for nothing."

"She had the dagger with her, and without that. . ." Rey's voice was grim.

"So true, the inscription lives only in my memory now," C-3PO spoke up. All heads turned towards the droid. "Hang on, the inscription from the dagger is in your memory?" Finn asked.

"Yes master Finn, but the translation from a forbidden language cannot be retrieved, that is short of a complete redactive memory bypass. It is an extremely dangerous procedure usually performed by criminals."

"Alright, how do we do that?" Finn asked as if there was no question as to what the next step was.

"I know a black market droidsmith," Poe finally spoke up, his eyes glazed over and red. "He's on Kijimi." Poe didn't like the idea of going to Kijimi, but he didn't like the idea of you dying for nothing more.

"For Y/N," Finn said, giving Poe's shoulder a squeeze. "Yeah, for Y/N," Poe repeated, the sound of your name leaving a sad and bitter taste in his mouth.

-

Kijimi went just about how Poe thought it would. They had a rocky start, but in the end, they were able to retrieve the inscription from C-3PO's memory.

The droid's eyes glowed an ominous red as it recited the location to the Wayfinder.

"The Endor system? Where the last war ended?" Finn asked. No one had the opportunity to answer him as the entire building started shaking. Everyone shared concerned looks, but it was Rey who was the first to run outside to see what was causing the commotion.

"Ren's destroyer," she announced, looking up at the large, menacing ship. "He's here?" Finn asked, looking up at her. But Rey didn't answer, it seemed as though her entire body had gone stiff. "Y/N. . ." She spoke softly, but loud enough for Finn and Poe to hear.

"What about her?" Poe asked bitterly, your name sending a dagger through his heart.

"She's alive, she's on that ship," Rey turned around to face her friends.

"What?" Poe whispered, his voice cracking slightly. Tears stung the back of his eyes, but this time the tears weren't ones of sorrow. He felt a small glimmer of hope bubble up inside of him. He no longer slouched, his back straightening up and shoulders rolling back, Rey's words bringing a new light to his eyes.

"How is that possible?" Finn questioned.

"She must have been on a different transport," Rey spoke, her words still laced with disbelief.

"We have to go get her," Poe said eagerly, grabbing his things and looking around at the group. Everyone nodded in agreement, all except C-3PO, who sat confused, his only thought being to introduce himself.

"Yeah, that's gonna be a problem," Poe muttered, a little annoyed at their situation, but not even C-3PO's lost memory could damage his spirits. His head already fantasizing about seeing you again, creating multiple scenarios in his head.

Once everyone was ready, they rushed from Zorii's hideout, the girl following them just to be sure they made it to their ship.

"Thank you," Poe rushed out to Zorii once they'd reached their ship. He didn't plan on waiting for a response, but a grip on his forearm stopped him dead in his tracks. "Poe-" Zorii spoke up, only to be cut short.

"I'm sorry, I have to go, but you can come with us," He offered. Though his feelings for his past relationship were gone, he still cared about Zorii as a friend and leaving her behind just felt wrong. But Zorii shook her head, "I can't," she answered sadly, "But take this, it'll grant you passage to Ren's ship."

Poe stared at the shiny medallion, "I can't, it's yours-"

"Anyone two eyes and half a brain can see how much you care about this girl, it's worth more to you than it is to me."

Poe paused before lifting his hands and gently taking the medallion from Zorii, "Thank you," he breathed out, wrapping Zorii in a tight embrace. "You have no idea how much this means to me."

Zorii chuckled a bit as she returned the hug before lightly pushing Poe towards his ship, "Now go, save your girl and win the war."

Poe nodded, mumbling one more 'thank you' before boarding the ship with the others.

-

Getting inside Ren's destroyer had been easier than anticipated, especially with the held of the medallion. However, searching the maze of a ship deemed a difficult task. It seemed as though with each hall they turned down there were more and more stormtroopers.

The next corner they turned no one had their blasters at the ready. Rey quickly jumped in front of Finn and Poe, waving her hand in front of the stormtroopers, "It is okay that we are here," she rushed out.

"It is okay that you're here," one of the troopers repeated.

"You're relieved that we're here."

"Oh thank God you're here," The trooper's shoulders relaxed and he lowered his blaster to his side, as did the other.

"Does she do that to us?" Poe asked, a little confused as to what exactly just happened. Rey just ignored him, instead, she asked the troopers for where you were being held, which they gladly provided.

It was a mad dash to the room you were in, the name of the room being "Interrogation room #6" worrying him.

At some point, Rey ran off on her own, but when Finn tried to follow her Poe gripped his arm, "We need to find Y/N, Rey can handle herself." Chewie howled in agreement with Poe, and Finn knew better than to argue with his friends.

It didn't take long to reach the room you were being held in and even less to shoot the lock on the door and bust in. Poe winced as he entered the familiar room, the dark lighting and metal chair-like structure sending painful memories of his time spent being tortured by Kylo Ren. He didn't even want to imagine what you must have been through, though sadly he could.

Poe quickly shook all thoughts that plagued his mind, you were the only thing that mattered right now. Nothing else. He approached the chair slowly, scared that what he finds might not be what he hoped for.

His heart sank when he saw your unconscious form strapped down to the chair by restraints. A bruise had already formed on the left side of your face, just over your cheekbone. There was a bloody cut that stretched across your right temple which was beginning to form its own bruise, and a trail of blood trickled down and dripped onto your shirt from your nose. Your chest moved up and down slowly as you took in shallow breaths. Poe didn't even want to imagine what the parts of you he couldn't see looked like.

Poe gently placed his shaking hands on either side of your cheeks, cupping your face. The pad of his thumb lightly brushed over you bruise, examining it. "Y/N," he spoke softly, "Y/N, baby please wake up."

Your entire body suddenly tensed up as your struggled against your restraints, prompting Poe to quickly pull his hands away from you, terrified he hurt you.

"No, please. . ." You mumbled, not fully awake, your eyes screwed shut. "Please. . . Don't."

"We need to get her out of these restraints," Poe instructed, trying his best to hide the panic in his voice. Chewie let out a wail, pressing a red button on the wall adjacent to the chair. There was a hissing sound followed by a click as your restraints popped open.

You blinked your eyes a bit at the noise and sudden release of pressure on your wrists and ankles. A familiar face came into view as you blinked away the hazy glaze from your eyes.

"Poe?" You whispered, not quite sure if Kylo Ren was playing tricks on your mind again or not.

"It's me, baby, you're okay." He said, helping you out of the metal chair and pulling you into his arms. One arm wrapped around your waist as the other held the back of your head, your cheeks resting against his chest. You winced as he accidentally pressed against your bruised ribcage, but in all honesty, you didn't care. You were just relieved to be back in his arms, and Poe was more than happy to have you there.

"I'm so sorry," he mumbled into your hair, "I shouldn't have let you go out there alone."

"It's not your fault, you couldn't have known."

"Guys I really hate to break up the moment, but we gotta go!" Finn rushed out, earning a bellow of agreement from Chewie.

"Yeah. Yeah, okay," Poe said, pulling away from the embrace. "Can you walk?"

You nodded, however as soon as you took the first step forward your head started spinning and your vision blurred. You quickly reached out and gripped Poe's arm to stop yourself from losing balance. Poe instinctively caught you, holding up the majority of your weight.

"Chewie!" Poe called out, gesturing to you. The Wookie swiftly placed your arm around his waist, and wrapped a furry arm around your back and under your arm, holding you up.

Poe and Finn walked ahead of you, blasters at the ready, inspecting each hallway for hostiles. You limped behind them, Chewie helping you walk by holding you upright.

And after Poe being shot, all four of you nearly being executed, only to be saved by an unlikely ally, you made it to the Millennium Falcon.

Chewie gently set you down on the small cot in Poe's quarters while Finn rushed to the cockpit, trying his best to remember everything Poe had taught him about flying. Chewie soon joined him, helping him get the Falcon in the air so they could go find Rey.

Poe stayed with you in his quarters, sorting through a med pack to find supplies to bandage and clean your wounds. A soft groan escaped your throat as the ship took a sharp turn, harshly shaking the cot you were laying on, sending a wave of pain through your body.

Poe wet a cloth and started dabbing at the dried blood on your temple. You let out a hiss as the sudden contact stung. Poe slipped his free hand into yours, attempting to provide any form of comfort he could.

"What did they do to you?" Poe asked as he moved to clean the blood from under your nose. The question wasn't directed towards you, more of Poe just thinking out loud. However, his question still sent a chill up your spine as you began to replay the horrible things Kylo Ren and his minions did to get information out of you. You were able to refrain from giving them anything up until Kylo Ren used the force to crawl around in your mind. The pain was indescribable.

"Hey, it's okay," Poe comforted, stopping what he was doing. He'd noticed the grimace on your face and how you tensed up when he brought up his question. "You're safe, he can't hurt you."

You nodded weakly, waiting for the horrible thoughts to pass as Poe got back to work.

Poe worked quickly to clean and bandage your wounds, finishing up a matter of minutes. While he packed up the medical kit, you attempted to sit up, but the action proved to be a bit more painful than you anticipated. You inhaled sharply as a sharp pain exploded from your side, your hand instinctively flew to your bruised ribcage, holding it as if that would help the pain subside.

"Here, let me help," Poe said softly when he noticed your struggle. He placed a hand on your back and the other lightly grabbed your arm as he pulled you to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. Your hand still clutched your side as you squeezed your eyes shut, waiting for the pain to dissipate.

The bed sank beside you as Poe took a seat beside you, his hand rubbing comforting circle in your back. You leaned into him, resting your forehead on his shoulder.

"Do you want something for the pain," he asked, there was a bit of tension in his voice as he tried to hold back tears, he hated seeing you in so much pain. "No, it'll pass. I'm fine." And eventually, it did, leaving you relieved and a bit more cautious about how you moved.

You lifted your head from Poe's shoulder, your eyes meeting his. A soft smile graced his lips and his hand moved from your back to your neck, his thumb resting on your jaw. "I thought I'd lost you," he said in a shaky voice, tears threatening to spill. "And it made me realize you're the one thing I can't live without."

You wrapped your fingers around Poe's arm, just below his wrist, rubbing small circles in the back of his hand with the pad of your thumb.

"I can't lose you," his voice cracked as his eyes glazed over with tears.

"You won't, I promise," you confirmed.

Poe pulled you into him, gently pressing his lips to yours. His hand slid down from your neck to your waist, his other hand finding it's way to your hip. He pulled you into his lap, breaking the kiss to fully envelop you in a hug, careful not to touch your bruised side. One arm kept hold of your waist while the other crossed your back, his hand placed on your shoulder. Poe rested his head in the crook of your neck, holding you close.

You rested a hand on his back while the other held the back of his head. You lightly ran your fingers through his messy curls.

You let out a sigh of content, finally feeling at ease being in Poe's arms. "I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."

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Almost *TRoS SPOILERS*

Summary: Let’s just pretend that Reylo isn’t happening (sorry Rey, I ship you two but hey, for the sake of my emotions, leave for a sec, pls, thanx) and here you are getting lectures from Kylo only to fall in love with him and the ending takes place after The Rise of Skywalker where the bad shit magically handled itself and our fav depressed boy is coming back home...

Word Count: 2804

Pairing: Kylo Ren/Ben Solo x force-sensitive!reader

Warnings: !MyEnglish!, some angst towards the end, one swear word, me describing the Force + TRoS SPOILERS

A/N: I need a way to cope with my feels right now because I... No... Just... No... I can’t... I don’t manage... Not yet... Not now... Not ever... 💔💔💔 Also, I wrote this instead of sleep so... Might contain a lot of mistakes and inconsistencies... And it’s longer than planned so... Enjoy

You didn’t know what it was or how it was possible but ever since you could remember, it was there. This... feeling. No, not a feeling. Instinct? Sixth sense? Possibly. But not quite. Once you turned 19 it all started to make sense to you. You told your dad to leave you alone after an argument and he did so without any questions. The other day you wanted your friend to tell you what was happening that she’s so upset about and she explained everything even though normally it took a lot of effort to make her speak. Very unusual. You needed to reach for a book high on the shelf and it moved just for you to grab it. Once you were walking down the street and you saw kids playing. One of them sat down after a while to catch his breath and some other older boy was about to throw a ball at him with more strength then the sitting child could have handled. You immediately acted and pulled up your arm. You somehow managed for the ball to fly right above the boy’s head. It didn’t touch him although it was more than obvious it was supposed to end up in his face. These incidents began to be more and more frequent and your suspicion proved to be correct. You were indeed force-sensitive. You didn’t tell anyone though. You were a bit afraid of what the people in your environment would think and considering you didn’t really want to be part of the Jedi, you kept it secret. At least you tried your best. Until he came into your life.

You didn’t care how old you were, you stilled loved climbing trees and since you found a way of using some certain extent of the Force, you could climb higher and easier than ever. You enjoyed it. That day was no different. You came about your daily routine, helped your mom cook the dinner, studied for a bit and at the sunset, you went into your family backyard. As you were walking further from the house, taking in the scent of your favourite flowers, you sensed something. You could not quite put a finger on it and could not decide if it was good or bad. It intrigued you so you followed the feeling. That was when you saw him. A dark figure was standing in the shadows and you knew. It was him, this new mesmerizing notion you were experiencing.

You stopped in your trucks, looking him up and down. He was wearing a mask that would scare you if you wouldn’t feel him. He seemed dangerous if provoked but apart from that, there was something gentle about him.

You swallowed, took a deep breath and spoke up: “May I help you?”

There was nothing for a minute. No motion. No words. Then he stepped closer to you, revealing his whole posture.

“What is your name and how long have you been using the Force?” he asked with an unnaturally deep voice. This must have been Kylo Ren. Suddenly a wave of fear washed over you, but you tried to shake it away.

“Oh my... I... I’ve known about it for a while now and my name is Y/N.”

For a spare second, you were thinking, he was going to kill you, but then again, you didn’t sense anything. His demeanour and reputation sure were terrifying but he wasn’t intending on hurting you. If he did, he would have surprised you and wouldn’t wait for you to notice him. You knew that so you tried to stay calm, waiting for him to make a move. And he did. 

He removed his mask.

You just started in shock.

“I could show you the ways of the Force, Y/N.”

“What if I don’t want to?”

“Are you certain it’s not just what you want to believe in?”

“I am not. But I don’t need to be. You are a Sith. Why would I want to be a part of the Dark side?”

“I didn’t say I’d help you to become one of the Sith.”

You blinked. “What are you suggesting then?”

“You are very powerful. I can feel it. The fact that you’re using the Force powers without any sort of training is only a proof of that.” He was circling around you. “I don’t want you to be with the Sith. I don’t want to mentor you about what side of the Force to belong to. I just want to help you embrace it. The Force I mean, without prejudice.”

“I must admit, it sounds... interesting. But why? Why would you want to train me when I’m sure you have other more important things to do? Why me?”

Kylo stood right in front of you, looking straight into your eyes. Your gaze didn’t shift from his. That impressed him. “I do. But it doesn’t happen every day to find a case such as yours and I would like to make the most of it, not waste it.”

You nodded considering your options. There he was, the infamous Kylo Ren, offering you his guidance. He was genuine about it and although you hated to admit it, he was pretty handsome. Those were all pros of signing up for the deal but there were lots of cons.

“What would I need to do? I mean, what about my family? They don’t know I am force-sensitive and I don’t want them to know.” Especially not now when one of the most threatening people in the galaxy is involved. “And I am not faking my death nor am I leaving anywhere.”

“You don’t need to. It’ll be complicated but I can still teach you like this. I can come once in a while and let you practise on your own. I believe you’ll be a natural. As long as you stick to some rules.”

“When do we start?” came out of your mouth before you could stop yourself.

Kylo would come to you, stay for some time to show you Force tricks, see what progress you’ve achieved, talk to you about it, test you in some things and leave. At first, his visits were completely formal. He would rarely let you see his face, would never speak to you about himself and always kept you at distance. Both physically and mentally. But soon he would start to stay longer, talk more and reveal his face. It didn’t take long for him to be friendly with you to a point where you two would just lie down and watch stars together. You shared many theoretical and philosophical conversations and really got to know each other. Suddenly he wasn’t terrifying at all. It was no surprise when you began to develop feelings for him. At first, it started out as a crush you thought would fade. You thought it was a bit childish to feel this way about him so you pushed it aside as much as you could. But it all only escalated. The more time you spend with him, the more you wanted to see him, the more you wished for him to be there with you, the more you smiled around him and the more your feelings grew. You were not aware of it but Kylo felt similar. He found you extremely beautiful and attractive. You never failed to light up his day. You were a promising student and you didn’t let others define you. He admired that since he struggled with this and you always showed to him that all he needs to be is himself. That he is enough. You were smart, kind, compassionate and brave. You were a good person and a true friend. If only you knew, you meant so much more to him! He tried to suppress what he was feeling, but he couldn't. Therefore after one of your sessions, as you were stargazing he turned to face you.

“Y/N?”

“Yes, Kylo.”

“I need you to know something.”

That caught your attention. He seemed so vulnerable at that moment. “I’m listening. What is it?”

“Two things actually.”

You frowned but let him speak.

“My real name is not Kylo, but I guess you've figured that out.”

“I thought there was something just not quite right about it.”

“My real name is Ben. Ben Solo.”

“Ben? Hmm... Should I start calling you that?”

“If you want to.”

“I think I do. I kind of like it.”

He gave you a warm smile that could melt your heart in a second.

“And um, what was the other thing?”

“Well... I... just wanted to let you know that I appreciate you as a person and I need to tell you that... You mean so much to me, I don’t think you can imagine just how much.”

You were biting on your lower lip. Your heart was beating fast as you patiently waited for him to continue. Could he feel the same way about you as you did for him?

“I did not want to for us to become close but we did and I am glad. I also never thought that I would... that I would feel about someone the way that I feel about you. And... I don’t want to change it. Actually, I really really like you and not just as a friend.”

You blushed and didn’t know how to react so you just laughed nervously. “That’s funny. I... I mean that... You know... Haha... I’ve been falling for you for some time now so I think this is good news.”

Before you had any time to note what was happening his lips were on yours, your hands in his hair and you were passionately kissing under the stars that witnessed the beginning of your romance.

It’s been a couple of years since you first met Ben. You started out as strangers and ended up being lovers. Lately, you were, unfortunately, going through a little bit of a relationship crisis. Snoke was out of the picture but there was still the “Rey thing” waiting for it to be done and Ben would never take you with him anywhere and that was frustrating. You were realising what was at risk, you knew why he was doing what he was doing but you couldn’t help but want to be there with him. It was difficult and he wouldn’t listen to you.

So here you were. Sitting under an old tree, horrified, because you could feel it. There was a disturbance in the Force. It was strong and you didn’t like it. Something was terribly wrong and it was irritating you. It was so bad that you even yelled at your parents for no apparent reason this morning because you couldn’t just tell them: “Hey I am dating Kylo Ren and I am Force-sensitive all along and I feel as if I was about to lose the love of my life any moment so would you please stop asking what has gone into me” when all of this was kept a secret from them. You knew you’ll have to tell them one day but not now. Not when you couldn’t even focus on simple tasks, because all you wanted and all you needed was for Ben to come back to you. You needed to know was that he was safe and sound. This uncertainty was killing you.

Then you felt it. One second there was this tension and the other... It was all gone. Totally. Nothing. Blank.

You put your face in your hands and started crying. What was this all about? Did something happen to him? It must have...

The next couple of days you weren’t able to think straight. All you could think about was your Ben Solo. Where was he? What was the Force trying to tell you? How come this was even allowed?! It’s not like you didn’t have a life outside of your relationship with him - it was nearly impossible given that you two were a secret - but it wasn’t the same when you didn’t know what happened.

Your best friend took you out for shopping wishing that it would make you feel better but she had no idea what was actually keeping you from being your normal self.

“Okay so is this about a boy?”

“What makes you think so?”

“You weren’t with anyone as far as I know so I’m guessing that someone you were in love with didn’t want you back and now they’re with someone and you don’t want to accept that.”

“Ph... If only!”

“What is it then?” she put one arm around you.

“I can’t tell you.”

“Why not? I am your best friend. You can trust me. You know that.”

“I do but this is something I have to process on my own.”

“Well, if you ever need me, I am here.”

“Thank you.”

She wasn’t far from the truth and although not there yet, it still was nice to be at least a little validated. You still had someone really close. You desperately wanted to tell her everything and cry on her shoulder but you knew it was better this way. For now. You had to stay put until you’ll figure out what happened to your loved one. Little did you know all would be revealed soon.

For whatever reason, you’ve woken up that day and had the urge to visit the lonely and familiar places of the gardens in your backyard. You missed Solo dearly and thought that this could get you closer to him as you still had no answers.

Slowly, like a body without a soul, you walked to your and Ben’s favourite spot. The small field where you used to watch stars. You found it there when he was Kylo, not Ben yet. It made memories rise up to the surface.

Your body collapsed to the ground. You sighed, ready to start crying any minute when it hit you. This strong feeling. It was like a message. As if the Force was calling to you. You couldn’t believe it. There was nothing for weeks and now... It was stronger than before. You sensed him. It felt like Ben right here, right now.

You looked up and it was like a fairy tale. He was there. Ben Solo was there, walking towards you. Tears of happiness rolled down your face as you got up and ran to him. He started to run in your direction too, glad to see you after all. You collided, hugging each other in a tight embrace. Ben spun you around, put you down and kissed you deeply. You were kissing him back like you never did before and like there was no tomorrow. It was such a relief seeing him, touching him and knowing he’s okay.

“I love you so much, Y/N. I am so sorry for everything. But I am here now. Don’t cry, please, my love, it’s alright now.”

“I thought I lost you...” you said silently, unable to cope.

“You almost did but it doesn’t matter. I am alive.”

“Almost? W-wh-what happened?”

“I was technically dead but I’m not anymore and I will stay with you now. Forever. I’m not going away. I’ll give you all of the time you deserve and I couldn’t give you before.“ he whipped away your tears and lower his forehead to yours. He meant it. He just wanted nothing more but to be with you.

“You were technically dead? What? Ben, you bastard! What were you thinking?! I...  I love you, please, don’t do this to me! Ever!”

“Please, forgive me.”

“I already did, but don’t you dare to scare me like this again!”

“I’ll do my best, sweetheart.”

“Yes, you will, you little stupid, urgh!” you slightly punched his arm. He pulled you closer to him, not bothered by your actions, and you cried into his chest. You were incredibly happy you could embrace him again and let him comfort you.

You almost lost him. Almost. But not quite. He came back. He came back to you. He was here. He was here with you and for you. And he would stay this time. He was never going to leave. He was ready to love and cherish you until his last breath. After everything that he’s been through, he finally realised that the most important thing in his life was you and your love. He didn’t need anything else and he wasn’t going to risk it no more. He was yours and you were his and that is all the matters.

Almost... There’s going to be probably a lot of explaining to your family members about how this whole love came to be but those are only details! Let’s not ruin the bigger picture, shall we?

We shall.

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Hi there can I please request a Hux x nurse!reader? I just rlly want a lot of fluff bcs I recently rewatched TROS and I felt sad again bcs of hux's fate. Thanks owo

For Good Luck

Of course! IDK if this is as fluffy as you wanted, but I kind of ran with it, and I think that the ending is nice and soft! Hope you like it 😊

Requests are closed for now, but will be opening again very soon ✨

Armitage Hux x Nurse! Reader

Warnings: Language, an injury and some medical care including needles!

“He’s asked for you again,” Tayan says in a sing-song voice, and you look away from him to hide your reaction. It’s no secret—to you or anyone else working in the medbay—that the general prefers you over the others. The real secret is why he prefers you, which is something you’re not really sure about either.

“What’s he here for?” you ask, leaning over the workstation to get a look at the report on the data pad, but he hides it from your view.

“Split lip and a bruised ego,” Tayan says with a shit-eating grin, “do you think you can kiss it better?” He bats his eyelashes in mock innocence, and you shove him in the shoulder, rolling your eyes. You’ve told him before—sworn on your life—that it wasn’t like that, had never even come close to that, and he still wouldn’t believe you. Not that the truth is any more believable.

“How’d it happen?” you ask, changing the subject, still trying to peek at the screen.

“Haven’t you heard?” he says, waggling his eyebrows at you. Tayan, you’ve learned since joining the Finalizer crew, is a terrible gossip. Those words come out of his mouth about as often as he breathes. Only half the information he imparts is actually true, but you don’t hold it against him. It is, after all, very entertaining.

“The Resistance escaped.” His expression darkens, any trace of laughter gone, an unfamiliar hardness set in his eyes.

“Holy shit,” you whisper, “are you serious?” He doesn’t have to respond. Not even Tayan would joke about something like that.

“The Supreme Leader was livid when he found out,” he continues, expression still grave, “I heard from Mina on the bridge that he threw the general into a wall.”

“Damn,” there’s not much else to say, and your heart breaks for the general, but you hope Tayan won’t see that as silence falls over the two of you for a moment, thinking about what might happen next. It’s times like this that make you grateful you’re not the one in charge.

“I guess the general’s been summoned to the Supremacy,” Tayan continues lightly, restored to his normal self, “but he had to say goodbye to his girlfriend first.” He drags the word girlfriend out like a little boy, and needles you in the side with his elbow when he says it. You flinch away from him, stifling a laugh. A comment like that doesn’t deserve a response, but you sink to his level anyway, flashing him a rude gesture before heading down to the exam rooms.

The prickling excitement begins at the base of your neck, and you force yourself to tamp it down. This is no time for flirting; obviously the general would be upset, and you’d have to be mindful of that. The flirting was mostly one-sided anyways, but occasionally you’d get a glimpse of something different, something softer. You lived for those glimpses.

When you first began working as a medbay attendant on the Finalizer, the general was essentially a myth. You never saw him, but you heard enough from the others to know that he didn’t like the medbay, and any time he was forced to come, well . . . everyone had a horror story, it seemed, and they all loved repeating them when shifts got slow. Personally, you had a hard time believing that the general could really be that bad, but that didn’t mean you had been excited when that asshole, Dr. Hebbit, had told you that it was your turn to perform the general’s quarterly check-up.

You had been certain that the others were playing a joke on you after the appointment. The general had been a model patient; the check up went smoothly as he obliged each of your requests without a word. When you finished, he had left with a curt nod, and that was it. The other medbay attendants had lost their shit when you told them that nothing had happened. Everyone had their own theory why the general hadn’t lashed out at you, but Tayan’s line of thinking had definitely been the most popular. Against your will, a little blossom of hope sprung up in your chest. 

Things only got stranger. After that first meeting, the general was in and out of the medbay on a regular basis, always for minor complaints, and always when you were working. You tried not to think too much of it, but that didn’t stop you from lighting up every time you heard that he needed your help.

And then once, just as you were cleaning up, you felt him behind you. Every part of you was on high alert, addicted to the tension but forced to ignore it as you washed your hands. 

“Thank you for your service today,” he said, and one of his hands came forward—still without touching you—fingering a tendril of hair that had slipped out from where you had secured it. He placed it back behind your ear, and you shuddered, tempted to lean back into him—so that you could feel him there, so you would be sure you weren’t hallucinating. And then he was gone. 

Moments like that happened a few more times, and every time they occupied an even larger part of your mind. It was enough to drive you insane, but no matter how much you wanted it, nothing more had happened. That didn’t stop you from imagining what it would be like. 

You clear your mind as you enter the exam room, and there’s a stab of pain in your chest when you see him. He’s never looked this small before, his shoulders slumped as he studies the floor, but you clear your throat to announce your arrival, and his posture straightens.

“Hello General,” you say, adopting your typical bedside manner, “I’m here to take a look at your injury.” He nods, watching you with careful eyes as you scrub your hands and then put on a pair of exam gloves. There’s already a supply tray set up by the exam table, and you glance over it quickly, checking to make sure that you have everything that you’ll need. Once you’re sure that it’s all in order, you can get started.

“I’ll need to take a closer look,” you say, gently taking the general’s jaw into your hands with a glass-delicate grip, and he opens his mouth obediently so that you can see the wound. It’s a small gash on the inner corner of his mouth, dripping a steady stream of blood down his chin and onto his neck, and you catch yourself thinking about cleaning it off with your tongue.

Gross, you scold yourself, rolling your eyes, heat rising in your cheeks. That needs to stop.

“Something wrong?” the general asks, the muscles of his jaw flexing under your hands, and you stiffen in surprise.

“No, sir,” the words come out rushed, and you look away, hoping he can’t tell how embarrassed you are, “just something in my eye.” It’s a weak excuse, but he doesn’t question it, and you grab a wipe, clearing off the blood with gentle precision. He smells like mint, and antiseptic, and the coppery sting of blood—none of which you particularly like—but now you think it might be your new favorite combination. 

“The good news is that it's relatively small,” you continue, applying a little pressure to the wound to staunch the flow of blood, “but the bad news is that you’ll probably need at least one stitch to keep it closed. I’d use bacta, but I don’t think it will work very well in such a moist environment.” You cringe inwardly; it’s strange to talk about the general’s mouth, especially when you have a finger inside of it, but if he’s bothered, it doesn’t show. And if he likes it, that doesn’t really show either. 

“I can get a doctor to do it, if you’d prefer,” you offer, out of habit. You’d given plenty of stitches working the medbay, but most people were a little less trusting when you had a needle in their face. Still, the sharp sting of jealousy bites at your heart. You’d come to think of the general as your patient, and you’re not really interested in sharing.

“That’s not necessary,” he says, and you relax only for a moment before you’re tense again at the thought of getting that much closer to the general’s mouth.

“This will hurt,” you say, and the general nods. "Do you want anything for the pain?" Another shake of the head, and you thread the needle.

He shivers when you turn back, glancing at the needle out of the corner of his eye, but you don't think it's from fear. Gently, and with more feeling than you’d like, you stroke your thumb over his bottom lip, and they part once again. You get closer, adjusting yourself between the general’s legs so that you can have a better view of the area. It’s not strictly necessary, but it does improve your view just enough to be worth it.

You hold the general’s lip down with one hand, and approach with the needle in the other. Just as you’re about to break the surface of the skin, he stops you, gripping your wrist with one gloved hand. You practically jump out of your skin, the movement startles you so badly, and it’s only by sheer luck that you keep hold of the needle. He studies the inside of your arm, completely ignoring the confusion in your expression, and thumbs the edge of your glove away, exposing the veins right at the bend where your wrist meets your hand. He pulls your wrist closer, like he’s going to bite you, but instead he presses his soft lips to the exposed area, and your vision blurs around the edges. The blood rushes from your head, and your pulse explodes under the contact. Your knees threaten to buckle underneath you when you feel the faintest trace of his tongue run over your skin, but he grips your wrist more tightly, holding you up. 

Your face is on fire when he finally returns your gaze, and although his expression is calm and untroubled, there’s a blaze beneath it. He wants you. He’s made that perfectly clear.

“For good luck,” he says, releasing his grip, and you’re shaking, your mind gone hazy from the unexpected turn of events. How’re you going to pull a needle through his skin now? You close your eyes and take a few grounding breaths, waiting for the blood to return to your normally-steady fingers, but it’s difficult when you’re still thinking about his mouth.

By some miracle, you’re able to gain control once again with a superhuman amount of determination and the strict directive to avoid eye contact at all costs. Once you’ve accomplished that, the actual stitching is fairly easy, and you tie it off with a quick flourish.

“All done,” you say, dropping the needle on the tray and removing your gloves. Even though your hands are steady, your voice still shakes, and you’re not ready to look at him just yet. “Just make sure you don’t smile for a few days.” He snorts in response as he stands, and you scold yourself. Of course he wouldn’t be smiling. Not where he was going.

Thinking about it again brings the feeling of a knife blade to your heart. He would be leaving, this is the last time you’d see him in a long time, maybe forever. Another stab of pain arrives; that was why he finally made his desires clear. He knew this was his last chance.

“General, wait-” you call out, but to your surprise, he hasn’t left yet. In fact, he’s still right behind you, like he was waiting for this moment. The determination you had moments ago withers slightly and you find yourself looking up through your eyelashes, suddenly shy.

“Yes?” he asks, like he always knew you’d end up here, and you raise your hand, emboldened, fitting it behind his neck.

“For good luck,” you whisper, closing the gap. You press your lips gently to his, hoping to preserve the stitch, but the general doesn’t seem to care about that as he holds your face in both his hands, hunger apparent in every movement, need laid out before you. You know the stitch has to be pulling at the tissue, threatening to pop, and you taste the blood as his tongue meets yours, but all of it is so far outside your realm of concern right now. He’s kissing you back. Finally.

You part from him, reluctantly, as he pulls away from you, hoping for just one moment more. You know you’re doe-eyed when he looks at you, already cursing the heat in your cheeks, wishing you could be less-obviously enamored. Hating how much you care. The general looks indifferent, to your disappointment, there’s no trace of his visit to the medbay visible at all. Like you never existed. Moments ago you were rippling with happiness and now you’re left empty.

“I’m leaving for the Supremacy,” General Hux says, adjusting the perfect fit of his uniform, and you nod quickly. The sooner he leaves, the better. You don’t want him to see you cry. The traitorous tears come anyways, and you turn away from him, clearing off the supply tray and hoping he won’t notice. The act works so well, you almost don’t hear his next words. “I’d like for you to come with me, transfer to the medbay there.” You look at him again in surprise, and you see it: the softness he had only barely begun to show, there in full force.

“Do you anticipate needing much medical care, General?” You’re not sure if you mean it as a joke or if you’re searching for some kind of validation, but either way the general doesn’t laugh. No, instead he steps closer once again, tilting your gaze to meet his with a hand on your chin.

“No,” he says, “I just don’t want to go alone.” The reason doesn’t matter. You already know you’ll follow him anywhere.

[blondeblackwidow]

I was the request for Ben teasing reader for dating Poe bcs of the similarities with their father, if it’s this one you want the prompt for, maybe something like “can I just remind you, that you killed him” “and yet you’re the one who’s dating him, i think we know who has the real daddy issues here” and Rey kinda chips in with “He was a spice runner as well” “yea and he was a WHAT?”

New Beginnings ( Poe x Solo!Reader )

prompt:  I was the request for Ben teasing reader for dating Poe bcs of the similarities with their father, if it’s this one you want the prompt for, maybe something like “can I just remind you, that you killed him” “and yet you’re the one who’s dating him, i think we know who has the real daddy issues here” and Rey kinda chips in with “He was a spice runner as well” “yea and he was a WHAT?”

a/n: So, funny story, you weren’t the anon I was looking for, but literally this is so cute of a prompt I grabbed my laptop and wrote it in under an hour. Enjoyyyyy!

tw: mentions of character death, heavy drinking. 

wc: 1273

I think this is spoiler free? I changed the TROS ending because it worked better.

The first time you hug Ben again is on the ramp of the Falcon. Your fathers ship smells like an old friend and you can barely stand when he takes you into his arms. Your parents might be gone, but your brother is home. That night, there’s a celebration to end all celebrations. He stays in the back, mostly just watching the dancing and partying. He turns and he sees you in a lip lock with whom he recognizes as Commander, no, General Poe Dameron, his eyebrow quirks, this was news to him. It’s a pretty celebratory kiss at that, and Ben feels gross watching it. He sees Rey walking towards him like a drop of golden sun.

Most members of the Resistance hesitate around him, and that’s fine, he’s done more than enough to earn their distrust. But Rey makes him feel welcome, feel accepted in the way he always longed for. She notices his face immediately, and turned her head to see what's got him all worked up, and sees you in the arms of your pilot.

“She didn’t tell you?” Rey laughs. “They’ve been together for ages.” 

“Didn’t really get a chance.” Ben shifts uncomfortably. “Is he good to her?” 

“Yeah, he really loves her. He never shuts up about her quite honestly.” Ben rolls his eyes. Of course the one person in the Galaxy his baby sister falls in love with, is one of the few people he’s personally interrogated. Nothing in Ben Solo’s life was ever easy.

Poe, on the other hand, was drunk, and paying no mind to your brothers facial expressions. He grew up on stories of Kes and Shara being disgustingly in love after the fall of the Empire, and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t spend all of tonight with one hand on you at all times, or both hands, or his mouth, or any other part of him for that matter.

“Poe knock it off.” He was nibbling your ear as the ground invasion team was relaying the battle for those in the air. 

“That’s General Dameron to you.” He whispered in your ear. It was hot, but now's not the time, so you smack him in the ribs. “Ouch, that hurt.” He folds his bottom lip over, and begins to act like he is about to cry and walks away from you. He walks by a crate filled with more rum and he grabs a bottle. Only to have it snatched from his hand by you. 

“You’re done.” You pop open the cap and take a drink. 

“But, me and the other pilots were gonna play some drinking games out by the lake.” Poe frowned. “I’m seriously, just fine.” 

“That’s… That’s a bad idea for so many reasons.” You laughed and kept walking, knowing he’d trail after you. You stop after a few steps and turned around, and he walked right into you. He recovered by kissing you rather intimately and you pulled away.

“I’m going to go talk to my brother.” Poe inhaled. “No, no buts.” You sighed. “I understand he’s done some bad things to you, so you are welcome to go talk with your squad and I will join you later.” Poe nodded. 

“I’m sorry, it’s just too new, I will talk to him, eventually.” He sighed, feeling guilty. 

“I don’t blame you, just with the Emperor gone, I feel like I have my brother back.” You gave him one last kiss. “Go have fun, I’ll come find you.” You gave him a light shove and beelined for your brother. You gave Rey a hug upon greeting.

“I’ll give you two some time.” She smiled and went to walk away. 

“Rey, please make sure he does not drown along with the rest of our squadron.” Rey laughed.

“Of course.” And with that, she was gone. 

“I didn’t realize you had a boyfriend.” Ben broke the silence between you two.

“Oh, yeah.” You smiled like young school girl. “We got together after he got back from Jakku.” Ben’s heart hurt, he knew that he caused the nasty circumstances that created your relationship. His heart filled with hope as well, maybe if one bad thing he did could make something so pure, maybe he could find a home in the light as well.

“He reminds me of dad.” You whipped your head to face your brother. “What?! You know what they say about women who date men like their fathers.” You rolled your eyes and laughed.

“You are NOT implying that I have daddy issues, Ben.” 

“Well I’m just saying…” He trailed off, smiling. He missed his birth name. “It just wouldn’t be that far fetched with our upbringing.”

“If anyone has daddy issues, Ben, it’s definitely you.” You handed him your bottle, and he took a drink. “Since you, uh, killed him.” You watched as he almost spat out the whole drink. 

“Wow, didn’t know we were dishing that out tonight.” Ben glared at you, and you just flashed your obnoxious little sister smile. “God you are his daughter, the sense of humor is just a carbon copy.” 

“You’re the one who looks like him.” Ben laughed, harder than he has in a while.

“You know how I know I won this little match.” He started. “You’re getting those little wrinkles around your eyes that mom used to get.” 

“I cannot believe this.” You rolled your eyes again, before noticing Rey was walking over with your boyfriend, who looked surprisingly sober. “Hey, my love.” You greeted, and Poe laced his arm around your waist. “This is my brother Ben.” 

“It’s nice to be formally introduced.” Ben smiled, always his mother’s son with that answered. 

“I’m Poe.” He reached out and offered his hand, and Ben shook it. It was tense, but it was a start.

“Ben was just comparing you to our dad.” You changed the subject, and Poe’s eyebrows shot to his forehead. Rey began laughing. 

“Well, it was your piloting, and your attitude..” Ben trailed off, trying to not offend Poe.

“The fact that he was a Spice Runner….” Rey chimed in, and Ben’s serious facade wore off. He turned to you, in full big brother mode. 

“You’re dating a Spice Runner?!” 

“Former, thank you.” Poe interjected, you just watched as your boyfriend and brother scrambled back and forth. “You were a Sith Lord, we’ve all done things we aren’t proud of.” This earned a laugh from Ben. You leaned your head against Poe’s shoulder, watching the people you cared for most start to get along. 

“I’m going to get another drink.” You pressed a kiss to Poe’s cheek and excused yourself, Rey following behind you. Ben looked over at Poe. 

“I-I didn’t mean any offense.” He was unsure, this was new territory for him, he wasn’t used to feeling so exposed in conversation. 

“Don’t worry about it.” He put his hand on Ben’s shoulder. “Look, I’m not okay with a lot that’s happened, war or not, Emperor or not. It’s not an easy thing for any of us.” His eyes settled on you in the crowd. “But I love her, and I intend to marry her. So I’m going to try.” 

“That’s all any of us can do, is to try.” Ben ran a hand over his face. “She’s all I’ve got left.” He looked over at Poe. “If it matters, you have my blessing.” 

Poe nodded. “It does.” You rejoined your boys shortly after, with three bottles in your hands. 

“So I found some old Coriellian, since we were talking about dad so much.” You smiled. “To new beginnings.” You raised the bottle. 

“To new beginnings.”

[damn-stark]

Child of Ren Ch.16

A/N- We are so close to the end!! I want to write a small bonus chapter dedicated to just baby Kes and Poe :/ anyway I hope you guys liked the chapter, let me know what you thought!!

Warning- light swearing, violence, angst, slight fluff, long chapter

Pairing- Poe Dameron x Reader x Rey, Ben solo x Reader (platonic)

Takes place- after TROS

(Let me know if you want to be tagged)

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“I told you once that you were destined for great things.”

The words echoed in your mind as loud as the thunder that rumbled outside, you tried to drown them out, but nothing worked, they were persistent. “This is what you are destined for, to finish what I couldn’t.”

You lifted your head to see your reflection, one that wasn’t how you had seen yourself just seconds ago. This was one was different, it was you in the Kylo Ren helmet, looking as he once did. Conflicted in the dark side.

“I will get you back I promise. Whatever it takes.” Your voice cracked, you tried to fight it, but the darkness was overwhelming. The only clarity you could seem to feel was when you a saw single blue butterfly fly outside the ships transpiersteel. It flapped its wings, unbothered by the storm rumbling in the sky. Almost like it was trying to tell you something, until it disappeared like it had appeared, out of nowhere.

And that was when you felt the darkness again, lurking in every corner of your mind, repeating the same three words that hadn’t stopped since Ahch-to. “Embrace the darkness.”

Before you could think of anything else to say, the sound of crying pulled you away from what you were doing to instinctively hurry out of your quarters and into the ships main room where you now saw a quiet Kes in Rey’s arms. Once she spots you she looks up at you with a warm smile.

“It’s okay.” She assures you, “I got him.” The sight swells your heart and breaks a smile on your lips, but you still avert your eyes and remind yourself that you had to push your feelings aside until after your mission. “He looks just like Poe.” She beamed as she gently rocked the kid in her arms.

You hummed in agreement, while also coming to realization that Poe was missing. And that alone was rare, he hardly wanted to part away from baby Kes since he united with him—however it was that worry went to the back of your mind as you kept focusing on the sight of Rey and the kid. She just seemed to do it so naturally, likes she’s done it hundreds of times before.

“You’re good at this you know.” You complimented her. Rey looked down at Kes and then back at you, seeming unsure and insecure in some way.

“You really think so?”

You nod as you make your way towards her, your smile never faltering. “Hell yeah.” Finally and very slowly you pull your eyes to meet her own, realizing that you had really missed her, and that you for sure meant what you said to her before you left Exegol. You really did love her...just like you loved Poe. You couldn’t separate from either of them to be with the other, it would break your heart, you just couldn’t choose between the two.

Why can’t you just be with the both of them....that would be easier and it would be something you would love—come to think of it, why can’t it happen? Would it be too weird? No. At least not to you.

“Rey..” you inhale deeply and notice that nothing happened when you really met her gaze. No painful memories or vision of that day, it was just simply her. The pain you thought you were going to feel was all just in your head, a ploy to not forget your mission and just leave with her and Poe. To just be happy. In fact you didn’t forget of your mission to get Ben back, you actually felt more inspired, like with her by your side it was going to be done. Because it was.

But then their it was...the darkness lurking in your mind and polluting every thought, making you second guess yourself and pull away from what you intended to do. Focusing on Poe who entered the room with a huge grin.

“We’re ready to go.” He beamed as he made his way to Rey and you to pick Kes from Rey’s arms, “aren’t we little man?” He cooed to the kid in his arms.

You cocked your head slightly to the side, narrowing your gaze on him as you watched what he was doing, “what the hell are you doing?”

“Getting ready to head to the temple.” He responded as he put Kes in his hovering pod.

You scoffed, “you’re not taking my kid with us.”

“Our. Our kid.” Poe corrected making your jaw clench.

“All the same we are not taking Kes with us. That’s why I got a nurse droid.”

Poe shrugged, “I don’t trust it. Plus you don’t need it anymore, I’m here.”

“Yeah Poe, I have to agree with y/n, I don’t think it will be safe for you to bring Kes. I think what’s best is to leave him with the droid.” Rey defended, but Poe was stubborn and didn’t listen to reason. Something you did not miss. At all.

“We are not taking him.” You repeated. But Poe still didn’t listen, only making you angry.

“It’s okay, hon. I got him and so does BB8 and Finn. We’re going to keep him safe.” He tried to assure you, whilst also placing a kiss on your forehead before heading out and having the hover pod follow his side. You would’ve argued, but you didn’t want to lose your temper, so instead you just huffed.

“If anything happens I swear to the maker I will kill him.” You grumble.

Rey nodded in agreement, placing a hand on your shoulder, “I’ve got your back.”

You grin at her comment. “Good. Now let’s go before he decides to leave without us.”

—

Neither Rey nor you could feel the location of the Jedi temple, it was weird, you usually could feel the temples presence through the force, but this wasn’t me of them, their was just nothing. So instead of walking in blind you had to ask the locals for directions which that alone was a set back, especially since you’ve been on edge all day. Anxious to get to the temple and do what needed to done, to get Ben back.

“Going back to six months ago,” you began as you followed Poe into a close by tavern, “how did you guys manage to get into the capital ship?“

Finn began to chuckle as he walked to your side and wrapped his arm around your shoulders, “it’s the funniest and greatest story actually. You won’t believe it.” Finn managed to say between laughs all while Poe shot him a glare.

“Don’t listen to him y/n, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about.” Poe tried to interrupt but Finn quickly shrugged away his comment and continued with his story.

“Did you know our dear, General Poe Dameron was once a spice runner?”

You look over at Poe and meet his gaze, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips as you watched him shake his head and roll his eyes before walking ahead, pretending he wasn’t listening in.

“No! Really?” You chuckled, “Starboy you were a spice runner? And here I thought you’ve always flown straight.”

Poe spun back and glared at you, before mumbling to you, “don’t start.”

You rose your hands to feign innocence, something he ignored as he turned back around only making Finn and you fall into a fit of laughter, whilst Finn continued teasing poor Poe.

“No but really, how did you guys get in? I’m curious.”

Rey and Finn shared a look, neither of them saying a word, something you immediately found suspicious. You followed by quirking your eyebrow, motioning them to explain, but neither of them did right away only doing so minutes later.

“Poe’s...friend. She gave him a way in.” Finn explained while glancing over at Poe.

“She was in the past. Nothing happened or will happen again.” Poe quickly interjected, just putting a thought in your head that wasn’t there until he pointed it out. Something that just made things worse.

“Oh. Okay.” You deadpanned. Nobody said anything else on the matter, the only reaction given was Finn’s disapproval to Poe’s abrupt and unnecessary comment. But given that, you didn’t really care of Poe’s past relationships or the fact that he saw his ex that he didn’t tell you about...no that didn’t bother you at all.

The remaining minutes that it took you all to arrive to the tavern, you did so in silence. A silence that wasn’t broken until Rey informed you all that she was going to ask for the information you all needed.

As you were waiting for her to come back again you remained quiet, not wanting to drift into your own mind because of what dark hole you could fall into, and instead focused on the Lothal-cat curiously circling BB8.

“You’re mad.” Poe added as he sat by your side.

“No....should I be?” You shrugged. “It’s your past. I’m no one to judge.”

“Not that, about Zorii.”

“Who?” You turned your head to face him, doing your best to look unbothered. Poe only cocked his head slightly, sharing all you needed to know about who he was talking about with that simple look. Something that again didn’t bother you at the slightest. “Don’t be ridiculous, we weren’t together so what is there to be mad about? Your past is your own, I don’t care who you’ve been with.”

Poe took a minute to process what you said. He was surprised that you gave no reaction, you just simply and truly looked unbothered. And that bothered him. “So you’re not mad? Not even the slightest bit jealous?”

You simply shook your head before excusing yourself, “sounds like Kes is crying, I’m going to check on him.” You lied as you stood from your seat, but as soon as you tried to walk towards said kid, Poe grabbed your arm to turn you to face him, a smirk showing on his lips.

“He’s not crying, Finn’s trying to make him smile.” He pointed out, before his smirk deepened, “Not bothered?”

“No.” You answered quickly.

He moved his hands up to your cheeks, cupping them gently before he moved in for a sweet kiss, a kiss you didn’t pull away from and instead leaned into. The feeling of his lips on your own was a feeling you missed and longed for, and doing it now made you smile into it.

Once you both broke away, Poe beamed and caressed your cheek before whispering what he needed to say, “I never felt for her what I feel for you, okay?”

“Okay.”

Rey then walked back to your table, sparing a quick glance to Poe and you before focusing on what she needed to say. “The temple isn’t far, its just east from here.”

You showed a hopeful smile, your nerves increasing tenfold at the knowledge that you were close. That Ben was close.

—

Lothal was a big beautiful planet, even if the stormy clouds ruined the scene. However though, it was simply a beautiful place, green large prairies that if you looked closely had Lothal-cats rummaging about. In the distance their was mountains, even if the dark clouds covered the sight you could still see them, just like the huge rock formations you were heading to. The closer you got, the bigger they seemed to get.

The more anxious you got as well. The louder the voices repeated the same tempting words, words that only had dark intentions behind them, lurking in your mind like the thoughts and memories that overwhelmed it. The only good thing was that you didn’t lose control anymore, all thanks to Ben...if it weren’t for him, you would have lost control that other night you saw Kylo in the dark cave.

Yet even if you didn’t lost control anymore, you felt like you were going to lose your mind. Just like the other night when the Twi’lek had you at gun point, when you saw Ben. Only it wasn’t really him, whatever it was, it was just your mind playing tricks. Just like now as Ben reappeared. You could see him clear as day, standing in the tall grass, watching you as you queitly made your way to the temple.

It was weird and only conflicted you more. The closer you got to the temple, the more you saw him. Not only that but you saw Kylo Ren too. Only he was surrounded by mist that made him ominous and in many ways terrifying. Both illusions just seemed to taunt you. Plaguing your mind with more unnecessary conflict. Something that soon was going to be over as you arrived to the temple.

“We’re here.” Rey announced as you all came to a stop in front of a large rock formation. Something that to a normal person just simply looked like that, nothing but a simple rock.

Poe furrowed his eyebrows while placing his hands on his hips, “we’re where? I don’t see anything.”

Finn chuckled and pointed his head to the rock, “the temple is hidden inside there. Watch.”

Rey and Finn moved to stand on the writing carved on the floor, both extending their arms out to lift and spin the temples gate with the Force. Something that slowly began to move, leaving Poe and you awestruck. Only it wasn’t the spinning rock that soon showed its gate that left you mesmerized, but the fact that Finn was moving it. He was using the force! Since when?!

Just as you were going to ask and express your surprised reaction, the voices echoed louder and now seemed to be coming from inside the temple. So quickly you made your way inside it, something that only seemed to make them louder, like if they were screaming in your ear. But you drowned that all out as you focused on your task, on who you were looking for. Ben. You felt more hope than ever before. You were going to see him. Finally.

“So how is this going to work?” Poe commented as he followed you inside with the hover pod following his side, “are we just going to wait for him? Is he going to walk out of nowhere or what?”

Rey shook her head, while she also seemed to be entranced by the temple, like if voices were calling her too, only hers were much nicer, down a lighter path. “No, I’m afraid it’s much more difficult than that.”

The voices came back, this time more clear than before and they still seemed to be calling from somewhere inside the temple. So you continued walking, entering through a well hidden hall that led to a dimly lit room. You were so entranced by the calling that you soon forgot Poe was following behind Rey, Finn and you, and that was something you didn’t like, mostly because it could be dangerous.

“Poe.” You turned your head back to face said man, an apologetic smile on your features, “I think it’s best if you stay behind with Kes and wait. It could be dangerous.”

Poe lips parted, his eyebrows furrowing as he was baffled by what you just told him. “What? No, I’m going with you.”

“Poe.” You pleaded, “nothing’s going to happen, please just wait.”

Poe narrowed his gaze on you, before letting out a huff, turning his back towards you to head back, while Finn also chose to follow him, saying that it would be best if it was just Rey and you. Also having no choice but hear Poe mutter his complaint to baby Kes, like if said child could respond or complain with him. “Come on little man, they don’t want us here...hmph. Dangerous? Please.”

You shake your head before continuing down the path, until finally stopping inside the room, seeing the light was provided by the designs on the walls and cieling. You had no idea what they meant but the sight was truly breath taking. And for some odd reason you knew what to do without someone needing to tell you.

Without saying a word or waiting another minute you sat down inside the carved circle, crossing your legs together before you shut your eyes and tried to clear your mind, just like Rey had taught you. You just needed to clear your mind—just clear your mind....

“Embrace the darkness, y/n, it’s the only way you’ll get him back.” In the minute of clarity and peace, the voice and darkness returned again, stronger than ever, urging you to do as it said. It was tempting, not to do as it said—if it was the way to get him back then you would do it, no doubt in your mind. Plus it was what you had seen in the dark cave the other night. “Embrace it. It’s in your nature.”

“Use your anger. Your pain, every bad memory. Use it and embrace the darkness.” Hearing that repeat in your mind, you did just that. Tried to recall every bad memory, use your anger to do what needed to be done, but it was a struggle, half of you fought that urge. But their was another urging voice trying to tell you not do so, it felt like your mind was at war with the light and dark side. It was draining and difficult.

The darkness was getting stronger, using what you wanted, using Ben to bait you. And that alone was what reeled you in, before it could trap you, before you opened that door in your mind someone stopped you. Someone unfamiliar and yet familiar at the same time.

“Don’t. Don’t be fooled by the lies of the dark side. It’s just a trick, you will not get what you’re looking for.”

You tried to place the voice to a familiar face, but you couldn’t, you didn’t know who it was. “Who are you?”

“Someone who’s been trying to reach you for a long time now.” The voice revealed, “open your eyes, y/n.”

With hesitance you did as he said, slowly opening your eyes to see that you weren’t in the same room as before, but in an entirely different place. Dark and with the same designs that the room had, only here it was spread all across the never ending place, the path you were on even had the white designs. Only Rey wasn’t here, she was replaced by a man you didn’t recognize, in robes that you knew belonged to the past Jedi.

“Who are—” your eyes widened as you finally recognized who it was standing before you. The once great Jedi. Your grandfather. Mace Windu—a small smile tugged at the corner of your lips, one that quickly disappeared. “How are you here?”

“The force allows me to be here, with you.” He began to explain, “but if you don’t fight the dark side trying to take over then I won’t be here for long. Just like this place, the world between worlds.” He stared at you with a disapproving look, just as he crossed his arms on his chest and continued to speak, “it seems that the doubt I once had for Anakin Skywalker, had its consequence, now that you can’t seem to forget and let go of his grandson.”

You continued to stare at him with disbelief, your mind just couldn’t accept it—did him being here mean that Ben could too? Or was he here to stop you from getting Ben? If he was then you wouldn’t have a problem forgetting him. It didn’t matter if he was your Grandfather— “are you here to help me bring Ben back?”

He sighed and hesitated to answer, but did so anyhow, “I’m here as your guide, but not—”

Quickly you ignored what he was saying as your eyes landed on a portal that opened not far from you. It had the same design as the place you were in, only their was multiple butterfly designs flying around it, something significant that identified it from the rest. When it opened it showed a clear play by play of that day Ben died, letting you know that it all had to do with him.

Without a second thought, you moved past your grandfather and rushed towards the portal. Now realizing voices echoing around, some voices you knew and others that you didn’t.

“Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.”

“Never tell me the odds.”

“Let the past die. Kill it if you have to. That’s the only way to become what you were meant to be.”

“Having the ability to use the force doesn’t deem you great. You’re great with or without. Don’t forget that.”

“There’s good in him. I know. I know there is..still..”

The voices of the people from the past, present and future died down as you reached the portal door, as you saw Ben facing Palpatine in Exegol, just before you fought him. He was standing there...in that moment that was the best thing you’ve ever seen—stars how much you’ve missed him—a warm smile again tugged on your lips as you saw him, so close and far at the same time. All you needed to do was reach through and you would finally get him back.

Just reach your hand to grab his, that’s all you needed to, just reach— “don’t!”

You gasped as you were pulled back, seeing nothing now but your grandfather before you, blocking your path to Ben.

“Do that and you’re risking bringing Palpatine back. After all your friends and you have done, you can’t risk it. It’s far too dangerous.”

Your eyebrows furrowed together at his words—he was here to stop you; “no.” You responded sharply, “just Ben and that’s it. You can’t stop me.”

“I can and I will. Don’t you see it. It’s been Palpatine’s plan all along.” He tried to explain, but you couldn’t listen to reason, he had to be lying— “his first plan didn’t work. He’s using your vulnerability. You save Ben Solo and he comes to. Just likes he’s been wanting all along.”

“I don’t have that stupid ring anymore. He’s done controlling me!” You bellowed as you tried to push past him, an action he easily pushed back.

“He might be, but what he did is still affecting your mind! Still troubling you! See that!” He argued. But you still couldn’t listen. Ben was just a few feet away. He was right there. He was close. You needed him.

“I need him, I can’t be without him...please.” You begged, your voice cracking as tears slipped past your cheeks. “Please...it’s my fault-it’s my fault.”

Your grandfather just shook his head before he extended his hand and whispered, “I’m sorry.” And just like that you were back in the temple, with Rey once again before you, and Ben gone. Again.

Every feeling thereafter came flooding back, the darkness that had plagued your mind before was beginning to feel overbearing, it felt that way before but now it was worse. Now it felt like your mind was on fire and the only solution was to embrace that forbidden side, just embrace the darkness. Because either way that was the right path, you unknowingly tried doing it the “right way” with your grandfather and it didn’t work. Now you had to do it the way you were told, the only way you were going to bring him back.

“Y/N?”

You looked up to meet Rey’s worried gaze, tears slipping past your eyes and down your cheeks, a look Rey didn’t miss. In fact the moment you had forcefully returned from the World between Worlds she had sensed something was wrong, seeing you now, seeing how devastated you were, and seeing no Ben, she knew her senses weren’t wrong.

“I’m sorry.” You whimpered, as you slowly stood to your feet and broke your gaze from hers, focusing on the battle inside your head. “It’s the only way.” You shut your eyes and focused on letting the anger, every bad memory, pain just seep through, letting it all just take over. You were going to open that door inside your head that led to the dark side.

“Don’t!” Rey bellowed as she rushed to your side, grabbing your shoulders and then your face to make you open your eyes to see her. She knew what was going on, she could feel your struggle and she couldn’t let it take over you. “Y/N, you can’t choose the dark side, it will only bring more pain! You won’t find him that way, trust me.”

Your eyes opened slowly, swallowing thickly as you met her gaze, mouthing an apology before you force pushed her to the wall—she doesn’t know what she was talking about, this was the right way. You needed to embrace the darkness—once again you focused on your previous task, slowly opening that door, and as you did you felt it fly open. Basking you with the darkness, pain and anger. Plaguing your mind with every bad memory from your past, memories that only hurt you more.

The feeling felt odd and wrong, it felt like it was taking over and turning you into someone you weren’t, but you also felt more powerful in every way. But with so much power, it was also something you couldn’t control—the ground beneath your feet began to shake, rubble from the stone made ceiling began to trickle down. All how it would happen before.

Once again you sat inside the carved circle to retry what you intended to do before, only this time it was going to be different.

Just as you were going to try and enter that previous state, you were thrown back and held against the wall. You strained to be let go, but Rey’s hold was too strong. “I can’t let you do this! I can’t let you fall down that path.” She voiced with tears of her own pooling her eyes. “I can’t lose you too.”

“It-it’s the only way!” You groaned, barely managing to be set free and land on the ground again. “It’s my fault he’s gone, I have to do this for him! Whatever it takes.” Again she tried to force you to the wall, but this time you fought back, clashing your own force with hers, a battle that was hard as the both of you tried to come out successful and force the other one back; “he was my home. Even if I pretended to hate him, I always loved him. So please Rey, let me do this.”

“No! You’re a good person don’t do this! He doesn’t want this for you!” She voiced making you hesitate, “I can help you. I can help you see him again.”

You shook your head, the dark side trying to seduce you to not listen to her, trying to tell you she was wrong. “You’re wrong.” You muttered, slightly gaining the upper hand to push her back. “The dark side is the only way.”

“No it isn’t, I can help you. Okay? I promise.” She tried to convince you, showing a reassuring look while easing her fight against you. Something that was a mistake as you completely gained the upper hand and pushed her to the wall. Following by swiftly summoning your lightsaber to your hand and summoning hers as well, igniting your red blade and her new yellow one. A sight that shocked you, but didn’t comment on, instead you crossed both sabers and pushed them to her throat, letting them ghost over her skin.

“It’s the only way.”

Rey didn’t move under the burning blades, but she also didn’t try and fight back physically, instead she tried to help you a different way. “It isn’t. Just like he isn’t the only person you have.” Rey expressed softly, carefully moving her hand to grab your own, an action to help calm your mind just like how Ben used to do before. “You have Poe, Finn, baby Kes and me. I love you and I won’t let you fall to the dark side, I’ll help you, every step of the way. I promise.”

The hold on the lighsabers faltered as you took in her words, as your mine eased and saw the light shine through. Letting the room stop shaking, leaving only cracks on the floors and walls as faint memory of what happened. Your lip began to tremble knowing that she was right. You had lost yourself trying to prove her and everyone else wrong. Just to bring Ben back.

“Hey, what’s going on?!” You heard Poe yell as he and Finn rushed into the room, BB8 and the silver hovering pod containing Kes not failing to follow behind him. “What’s—” he cut himself off as he saw you hold two lightsabers to Rey’s throat. He was utterly lost on what was going on, but he knew it couldn’t be good with what he was seeing. “Y/N.” Poe tried to walk towards you but stopped as Finn held him back, only shaking his head to express that he shouldn’t.

You took a moment to look back at Poe, Finn and the sleeping child in pod, taking in and realizing that you couldn’t be the monster you feared, how selfish could you be to do that? “I never told him anything I wanted to say,” you sobbed while dropping the sabers to the ground, whilst letting go of that darkness that almost controlled you; “I’m sorry, Rey.” Said girl didn’t respond with anything, instead she wrapped you in a tight hug, falling on her knees with you as you held onto her and cried into her shoulder. “I’m sorry.”

“Its okay.” She assured you, “it’s okay.”

Ben was lost forever, all because he saved you. It was going to be hard to accept that, but you needed to in order to not lose yourself...like you did now. You needed to accept that you were never going to see him again, that he was gone just like your parents. He was gone...

Suddenly their was new feeling...a presence...a familiar one....carefully you lifted your head off Rey’s shoulder to notice that her and the wall were basked in a gentle blue light. The same blue light your grandfather was basked in. You blinked to meet Rey’s widened gaze, her eyes focused on something—someone behind you. Just before you could turn to see who it was, a familiar voice filled your ears....

“Hey, Kid.”

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[babydarkstar]

ok so maybe i’m overthinking it but at the end of tros when rey just lets herself go and all the past jedi use her to defeat the darkness, use her so far that she dies, don’t you think part of that is because she thought ben was already gone? she had all this energy around her, couldn’t feel him, assumed he had died and thought “better to go out than live without you” like bro…

even if that wasn’t the original intent of the creative director, what a romantic and tragic thought to have, yknow? and maybe that’s what makes the rest of it so much better but so much sadder—he crawled his way out, too desperate to die, because then he couldn’t feel her. and he’s thinking no, the only light in this darkness and filth just went out and i’ll be damned if i can’t do something about it, i’ll be damned if she dies before me. so he gives her life, and then he’s there holding her and it’s like oh my god he isn’t gone, he’s everything i ever wanted and never thought i’d have, a home inside someone else, this person who is quite literally my other half, and all that pain and strife and waiting waiting waiting only for my fears to be true, all of it just washed away with one kiss. but don’t look like that, where’s the spark in your eyes i just saw, how are you gone after we finally got it together? now you’re missing from me and i’m burying the last thing i have of you in the desert, the place i hate, with this new weapon i wanted you to help me make. and yes i feel you still out there watching over me but why did you leave? how does that work if we’re two as one, and now i’m empty?

[fireinmoonshot]

REBEL | ARMITAGE HUX x READER | PART TWO

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE RISE OF SKYWALKER.

READ PART ONE FIRST! Summary: Armitage Hux finds himself strangely fascinated by you, a Resistance fighter and pilot, even though he knows he shouldn’t. You know that there’s much more to him than you see on the surface. Pairing: female!Reader x Armitage Hux Fandom: Star Wars Word Count: 2613 Warnings: THE RISE OF SKYWALKER SPOILERS. A/N: Uh, wow! Thank you so much for the incredible response on the first part of this. I wasn’t expecting that at all – both on tumblr and on Ao3. I very much appreciate it, and I’m loving writing this fic so I’m glad you’re enjoying reading it too! As of right now, we’re still following the TROS timeline, by the way. It’ll be pretty clear where this story is set when you read this part, just on the chance the first part confused anybody! Pieces of this story do and will diverge from canon!

Poe practically jumps on you as soon as you’re back. 

It’s pretty much impossible to avoid him when it looks like he’s been sitting around and waiting for you to get back for most of the night. It’s only just starting to get light again and his appearance surprises you. 

“Shouldn’t you be asleep?” You mutter, jumping down off the TIE fighter and starting to make your way towards the place you assume R2-D2 will be. “How long have you been waiting for me?”

Poe throws you a look. “Did you get anything new? What did they say?”

You hold up the device. “You’ll find out soon enough yourself.”

He joins you, wanting to be there when the message is decoded. He’s been there for most of them, you remember. When you’d started getting messages, he and Finn had been there alongside you in the Falcon getting them from Boolio, and then it had just become you. He was bound to be a little jealous. And it just as easily could have been him that ended up accidentally discovering Hux as the spy – you’re glad it was you. You know that Poe wouldn’t have accepted working with Hux as easily as you. 

“So, are you going to tell us who the spy is yet?” Poe asks as you round a corner. He’s been asking ever since. “You’re going to have to tell us one day. You know that?”

It’s a little brighter in here, and you want nothing more than to ignore Poe’s question and head to bed to get a few hours sleep in, but you have a feeling that whatever is on the disk is undoubtedly going to change that for you. Running on a low amount of sleep is nearly a crucial factor to being in the Resistance, and you’re used to it. As is dealing with a very persistent Poe Dameron. 

“No,” you shake your head at him. “They don’t want anybody to know. And for good reason, Poe. If you were a traitor and a spy, you wouldn’t want people to know that it was you, would you?”

“You make a good point,” Poe shrugs, just as you set eyes on R2.

“R2, good morning! We’ve got some new intel. You ready to decode for us?”

He beeps, and you smile and connect the device. 

–

You’re not smiling anymore when you stand in front of the entire Resistance with Poe, the decoded message from Hux still running through your mind. You suspected what it was going to be, but you still feel like you’re in shock. And part of you wishes that Hux had at least warned you, told you that this message was going to be a big one.

But he’d said it himself: he felt like less of a traitor when he didn’t say it out loud.

You decide to let Poe be the one to break the news. If he does, you don’t feel as bad in being the one to deliver it.

“We’ve decoded the intel from the First Order spy,” Poe says, making a point to look at you, “and it confirms the worst. Somehow Palpatine returned.” 

The unrest heard throughout the Resistance sends chills through you.

“Wait, do we believe this?” Rose, standing beside you, doesn’t sound so sure.

“It cannot be. The Emperor is dead.”

“Dark signs. Cloning. Secrets only the Sith knew.”

“He’s been planning his revenge,” Poe continues. “His followers have been building something for years. The largest fleet the galaxy’s ever known. He calls it The Final Order. In sixteen hours, attacks on all three worlds begin. The Emperor and his fleet have been hiding in the unknown regions on a world called Exegol.”

R2 beeps and Threepio places a hand on him, and then speaks. “Exegol does not appear on any star chart. But legend describes it as the hidden world of the Sith.”

You notice that Rey has disappeared, though before you can get a chance, people’s words are being directed at you. They’re angry, some of them. As if they aren’t happy with you, and the relief you felt briefly before at not being the one to deliver the news is gone at the sound of their voices.

“You’ve spoken with the spy, why didn’t they tell you where Exegol is?”

“Did they tell you anything else?”

“What’s the point of meeting with a spy when they’re telling you things we’ve already suspected for months? Are we sure you’re even meeting with him? Maybe you’re lying.”

Poe steps forward. “Hey, don’t do that. Don’t blame her for something she has no control over. We can’t let ourselves sink to that level.”

But you don’t want him to have to take the brunt of their hatred. You step up beside him and look around at the people that are blaming you for not knowing more. You don’t know why you instantly feel like defending Hux, the spy, but you do it anyway. Without hesitance. You feel defensive at the Resistance acting like he’s never given them anything worthwhile. At the implication that you’re not even meeting with him. You don’t have a TIE fighter for no reason. You don’t have First Order clothes for no reason, even if you don’t wear them. You haven’t been risking your life for months for no reason. 

“You all have to understand that this spy, they’re doing this because they want to help us. They’re giving us all this information and risking their life as they do it. They gave me everything they could, and they have been for months now. If they knew where Exegol was, don’t you think they would have told me too?”

There’s silence.

“We know all that they’re willing to share. We need to be grateful that they’re sharing anything with us at all. Now, we have a confirmation on what we’ve suspected. We have more meetings planned. Wherever Exegol is, we’ll find it. You just have to trust me – and trust the spy like I do.”

–

Finn had been the one to come and ask you to join them on their journey to Pasaana.  It hadn’t been a difficult decision to make, even though you knew it would be dangerous. You assumed that Rey had asked him to ask you because of your connection with the spy but as you join Chewie, Finn and Poe at the Falcon, you realise you’re clearly wrong.

“You were right before,” Rey says, walking towards you. “I’m gonna pick up Luke’s search for Exegol. I’m gonna start where his trail went cold – the forbidden desert of Pasaana.” 

She never goes on missions with any of you. You’ve never minded. She’s needed to stay back on Ajan Kloss and train, and you, Finn and Poe have always had it covered. And with Chewie, too - that wookiee can kick some major ass when he needs to, and he can fly a ship extremely well. You know he’s still getting used to a world without Han, and you’re adjusting to that too, you all are, even though it’s been a while now. But you figure that Chewie getting out there into the world and helping others helped him even more. 

“Yeah, I know. We’re going with you.” Poe says the words rather nonchalantly and then walks on past her, leaving you outside with a confused Rey. “Chewie, you get that compressor fixed?”

She looks between you and Finn. “I need to go alone.”

“Yeah, alone with friends.”

“It’s too dangerous.”

“Are you forgetting that I was talking to a First Order spy on their ship last night? That I have been for months?” You give Rey a look, and you see her resolve crumble a little. There’s not much she can say to that. “Dangerous is easy. I know dangerous like the back of my hand. We all do. We’re willing to risk it.”

Finn nods in agreement. “We go together.” 

Chewie agrees. BB-8 beeps. C3-PO speaks. Rey has no other choice. 

You head onto the ship with Finn soon after to make final checks and ensure that everything is ready for the mission. You’ve never been to Pasaana before, though you’ve heard stories about it – your parents had many stories to tell you when you were young, and you savoured the little memories you had of them. 

Finn starts to head towards the cockpit and you join him.

“What about Rose? She’s not coming?” 

Finn shakes his head. “Leia’s asked her to stay back. And I think, after last year, getting stuck on that First Order ship, nearly dying at the hands of Stormtroopers… I think she’s just happy to stay in a place she feels safe for a while. You know? Well– maybe you don’t.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Maybe I don’t? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means,” Finn continues, a little reluctantly, “that you’ve never been one for staying in a safe place, ever since I met you. You’ve always been up there flying or the first one jumping into danger. You didn’t even hesitate when I asked you to come with us just now. You’re flying a damn TIE fighter to and from the First Order every few weeks to get intel from a spy. When you go and meet with that spy, you’re risking everything.  Even the stories you told me about your childhood. That doesn’t sound safe to me.”

He’s right, you realise. And you can’t say otherwise. You’ve never been one to steer on the safe side of things, though there is always an air of apprehension about your decisions. Even in deciding to meet with Hux… and Hux, he’d probably be disappointed to hear that you were travelling with Rey – you know that the First Order want her more than anything. That, in travelling with her, you put yourself in danger, and strangely, you’ve noted that Hux doesn’t seem to like the idea of you in danger – hence the First Order clothes and the TIE fighter. 

But you want to win. He wants Kylo dead, and you want the Resistance to win. And now that Palpatine is back… winning has never been more important.

–

For Armitage, he always feels a little tense before big meetings with all the leaders of the First Order. He used to feel comfortable there, like he belonged. Like he was one day going to be in the place of Kylo Ren, leading them all. But times have changed and now, as he sits with all the other members of the First Order, he feels a sense that he doesn’t belong. He’d rather be anywhere else.

Kylo enters the room then and throws something on the table, and Armitage sucks in a deep breath. He knows the Ovissian – he’s familiar, and he’s trying everything not to cringe at the sight of Boolio’s head. Fear spikes through his veins. He tries not to focus on the blood that pools on the table beneath him.

Kylo found him. And now he’s dead. One of the only two people that knew about him being the spy, dead on the table in front of him. You’re the only one left. He doesn’t like the thought that enters his mind about Kylo finding you. About him coming into a meeting one day and seeing your head on the table.

He tears his gaze away from Boolio just as Kylo begins to speak.

“We have a spy in our ranks who just sent a message to the Resistance. It’s likely they’ve been sending messages for months without us knowing. This– this creature has been helping. But he refused to give up the name of the traitor.”

He takes a sharp breath, and then steadies himself as he sees the eyes of Allegiant General Pryde fall on him. He must not reveal himself, nor must he be suspected. As far as Kylo Ren knows, General Hux is still the same man he’s always known. The one loyal to the cause, loyal to the First Order. But he doesn’t find himself fearing what Ren would do to him if he discovered he was the spy– no, the head of Boolio makes him fear something different.

Something worse.

“Whoever this traitor is, they won’t stop us,” he continues. “With what I’ve seen on Exegol, the First Order is about to become a true empire.”

Armitage watches him carefully, though his unease seeps through his facade and he’s unable to stop it. Kylo’s new mask is… different. It frightens him a little, though he’d never admit that.

“I sense unease about my appearance, General Hux.”

Several pairs of eyes turn to look at him.

“About the mask? No, sir. Well done.”

For the remainder of the meeting, he tries to act normally. To not seem suspicious or uneasy. Like the good General everybody still thinks he is, even when Kylo uses the force on the man who doubts him. But then Kylo Ren says several words that make him feel even more uneasy than he did about the mask. 

“My Knights and I are going hunting for the scavenger.”

Because he knows that you will be with her.

–

He closes and locks the door of his quarters behind him and hurries over to the lamp to retrieve the frequency from underneath it. He’s breathing rather heavily, and he doesn’t know if you would class this as an emergency but he wants to try and warn you any way he can. You probably already know that there are spies in the galaxy that are sympathetic to the First Order and will share the location of the scavenger, and by extension, you if you’re spotted.

But you don’t know that Kylo Ren is actively looking.

He tries you once, and then he tries you again. But there’s nothing, just fuzzing on the other side of the receiver. He squeezes the device tight in his hand. The one time he uses the frequency, the one time he wants to reach you, you don’t answer! He wants to throw it at the wall, but then it would break and he’d never be able to contact you again, and he can’t risk that. He can’t risk you trying to contact him and him not answering when you might need advice. Or help, even. 

He’s surprised at the thought. Him, offering you help or advice. It’s an entirely different side to him being a spy, and he’s not sure how he feels about it. Giving you and, by extension, the Resistance information is one thing… but helping you out of a sticky situation… directly saving you from the Resistance… he’s not sure if he’d have the heart to do such a thing.

He likes to think he would.

Armitage tries to reach you again, just to be sure.

Your lack of answer is the only confirmation he needs that you’re with the scavenger.

He wants to warn you. He doesn’t know why he feels so strongly about warning you, but he wants to. Perhaps it’s got something to do with the fact that you’re the only person he truly trusts. But before he gets the chance, there’s a knock on his door.

Hiding the receiver and placing the lamp back on the bedside table on the chance it’s Allegiant General Pryde, Hux opens the door to an officer standing outside of it. 

“What is it?” He enquires.

“Kylo Ren, sir. He’s found the scavenger on Pasaana. Allegiant General Pryde wanted you to know that he’s gone to the planet to seek her and her companions out. That you should be ready for when they return.”

He thanks them, closes the door and then swears.

—

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[lifblogs]

Since I watched Frozen again, and remembered how much I love it, I thought I’d post this here.

WARNINGS: Some light almost-smut

Anna had invited Kristoff into her room. Sven wasn’t allowed in the castle, and was probably happily munching on carrots hand-delivered to him by their new royal reindeer caregiver. Anna had made the title official. It didn’t take much to convince Elsa; just another thing for her to stamp her seal on in her large pile of paperwork she had to deal with as queen.

Olaf, on the other hand, didn’t understand that he hadn’t been invited to this little social event. He wandered in after Kristoff, eyes bright with wonder, and plopped down on Anna’s bed, stick hands waving back and forth as he felt the blankets.

“So this is your room?” he squeaked, voice going higher on the last word.

Anna clasped her hands together, blushing. “Uh… yeah. Yeah.” She spread her arms out to do a ta da motion, which ended knocking over a dress on a stand she had by her wardrobe; it was for a dinner function she had later with a French nobleman. It crashed into the wardrobe, and immediately she busied herself with trying to catch it before it fell to the floor. Kristoff rushed to help her.

“Yes, it is,” she announced as Kristoff took over the work for her. “And uh…” She cleared her throat, tilting her head at the door, even as Olaf wandered about, snow cloud following him. He was looking out the window now. “Mm-mm!”

“Whoa,” he exclaimed, gazing at the view she had.

“Mm-mm!”

Kristoff put a hand on her shoulder, murmuring, “Let me handle this.”

Anna laughed, the sound quiet, not fully coming out of her mouth. Nervous. Oh gosh, was she nervous? She must’ve been.

“Olaf,” Kristoff began, “Anna and I would like it if you left.”

He jumped from the cushions by the window seat, different globs of snow following at different times, and  he soon rearranged himself in front of them.

“Ooh, is this a summer game?”

“No, no, nothing like that. It’s—“

Kristoff put a hand over her mouth, and she grabbed it, just now realizing how large it was, studying his fingers as he continued talking.

“Yes, Olaf, we’re going to play hide and seek.”

Anna, catching onto what he was doing now, exclaimed, “Yes! Mm-hmm!”

“Ooh, I love hide and seek!” His face fell. “What’s hide and seek?”

Kristoff took his hand back, and started gently nudging Olaf out the door, explaining, “You go hide anywhere in the castle you’d like, or maybe even all of Arendelle, and then...!”

Olaf’s eyes widened as he gasped. “And then?”

“And then we’ll try to find you.”

“Ooh!” He waved his little stick arm, and yelled, “Bye, guys!” The door slammed in his face.

Anna was giggling as she came over to Kristoff, and slapped him lightly on the chest. “That was mean.”

“What, we’ll go find him after… after uh…”

They broke apart now, faces going red.

He rubbed the back of his head, and Anna felt a hint of a smile growing on her face from the mess of himself he was making. “You wanted to show me something?”

She came forward, flattened down his hair, and he leaned into her, a noise coming from him that might’ve been a giggle. Gosh, he was tall, and pretty. Strong, rugged features, hair like gold, and so not unmanly like his family had suggested. And wow, his eyes were… dreamy. Amber. They were amber.

“Anna?”

“Hmm?” She realized she was still caressing his hair, and staring. She lowered her hand, and he clasped it in one of his. “Oh! Oh, sorry.”

He laughed, more confidence in it this time.

“You don’t have to show me now. It’s okay.”

“It was a book. I—I read a lot. It was just me for a long time, so I read.”

She turned and went over to her chest, digging around for it.

“Where is it? Where is it?”

Stupid, she told herself, as Kristoff drew closer, towering over her. Stupid, stupid. A book. He doesn’t want to look at a stupid book. But what book is it? What book?

For the life of her she couldn’t remember with him standing so close.

She’d been excited about it, wanting to share where she’d gotten her ideas of love, and—

She found it, saw that the man painted on the cover looked a tad like Hans with the sideburns and the dark hair.

Oh!

Anna dropped it, and shuffled back, tripping on her skirts.

Best not to show him that.

Or for her to see it.

She hadn’t known what love was then, and the book hadn’t helped.

“Oh, hey, hey. It’s okay,” Kristoff told her, kneeling down, and cradling her with his legs, bringing her up into his arms. “What is it?”

“Nothing. I just…” She looked up into his face, wanting him to know she was telling the truth. “I guess I didn’t have the best life growing up, and seeing my things again… It was a bit much. Can we just…? Um…”

“Whatever you want.”

Kristoff helped her up and over to her bed, and they sat there for awhile, hand in hand, but Anna wasn’t content with it. She started shuffling back and forth, tapping her feet, then humming.

“This is nice,” she eventually said.

But what was there past the true love’s kiss? She wasn’t sure she really knew. Marriage? Babies? Anna didn’t know a whole lot about the baby part, and knew it was too soon, but were there other things? The way Kristoff was looking at her, eyes big, hopeful, but warm, a tantalizing smile on his face, she was beginning to think there were.

Growing up alone hadn’t taught her much about these things, and the stories always skipped after the kiss. Anna wanted to see what was after.

She let Kristoff caress her cheek and pull her closer, and then their lips came together.

Oh gosh, this was nice. This was love. Oh yes, it was.

And maybe something else because after their lips kept meeting, stronger and stronger, she climbed on top of him and he sidled down the bed, now lying back against the pillows.

Anna pulled back, giggling, seeing his lips were a tad rosier than before.

“What are we doing?” she asked.

“Something the love experts would be okay with,” he murmured, pulling her close again. He grabbed one of her hands, intertwining their fingers.

Mm, he was so warm. And he was sturdy too. The ice business really gave him a lot of muscle. Princes were supposed to have that, right? And here he was, not a prince, but her love, just the way she wanted him.

His hips rose up into her, spreading her legs wider around him, and she’d been leaning down to kiss him, but her forehead bumped into his chin. She giggled into his neck. Anna had never done something like this before.

“Anna, are you going to laugh the entire time?”

“Are you going to be weird the entire time?”

“It is weird,” he admitted.

Then she rose up, kissed his cheek, and let out a sigh against him. “Then yes.”

“Alright. You ready for this?”

“Not as ready as you are.”

“You don’t even know what we’re doing.”

“Fine. You teach me along the way. I’m ready to go.”

“Ha, I bet you are. So… Clothes are going to come off.”

“Mm, are we going to the sauna?”

Kristoff rolled, getting on top, settling in between her legs more, and it sent strange heat up through where he was and into Anna’s stomach. She gasped, pressing her hands to his chest.

“No,” he murmured gently.

“Oh? What are we doing then?”

“Making love.”

She leaned her head way back, and threw an arm out. “Making love. Sounds dreamy.”

Kristoff gave a small laugh and then his mouth found her neck.

“Ooh!” Anna exclaimed in surprise. She’d had no idea she was sensitive there. And his mouth was nice and hot. And he was sucking now.

Anna hadn’t spent enough time around people to learn to be shy around them, and she certainly didn’t know how to be shy around Kristoff, so she widened her legs for him, and did what he had been doing, brushing her hips up against his. Oh, that felt good. Anna knew where too. Growing up alone she’d gotten bored with herself sometimes. She had two hands, a curious mind, lots of free time, no one around. So why not?

“You know what you’re doing?” he asked.

“Nope!”

“Not sure I do either.”

“You?” she tapped his cheek till it almost turned into playful slapping and he caught her hand and showered her palm in wet kisses. “You got this.” 

His tongue came out. 

“Ew, give me my hand back!” she shrieked.

Instead of doing that, he trapped it above her head, and then licked over her face.

“Agh! Reindeer King kisses!”

Anna uncurled her legs from around him, and rolled onto her stomach, and he kept going after her face, landing big, open-mouthed kisses on her cheek. She ended up closing her eyes, and Kristoff kept coming.

Anna found herself laughing, and tried to wriggle out from under him, her bottom up against him.

Huh.

She did it again.

Huh.

Ooh, hmm...

Yeah, there was something there.

Anna turned around, and shoved him away. He lay there, chest rising and falling evenly as she got up on her knees before him.

“What?”

Anna leaned over, staring at his fur and leather pants.

She put one hand over him, and the other she held to her mouth, laughing.

“Kristoff, are you turning into a troll on me?”

He’d been shifting up into her hand, but then pulled away. “Wait, what?”

She tapped him, and he gave a slight grunt.

“Like a little half-troll man. My true love is part rock.”

She kept poking at him, and he pulled her hands away, making her laugh more.

“No, no. Anna, it’s, uh… I’m supposed to do that.”

She made a disbelieving sound. “No, you’re not. I’ve been in saunas with my father, and I can tell you right now he was not part troll.”

“I’m not part troll.”

She reached out, grabbed the thick and hard part of him that was poking out at her.

“Then explain this.”

He gnashed his teeth at her, and pushed her back down. Anna laughed, thinking he was being ridiculous.

“Tro-oll!” she sang.

“It happens to all men.”

“Mm-hmm,” she teased, looking up at him through her lashes.

“It means…” He got off of her, and sat back, grabbing a pillow and putting it between his legs. He hugged it, resting his chin down over the  tassles. “It means I like you.”

Anna sat up, and went over to him, leaning on his shoulder. “Well, I’m likeable.”

“No, no. Like, I like you. I really like you, and I… I think you’re pretty, and beautiful, and-and attractive. And I want to do more than kiss.”

“So you’re turning into a troll because I’m pretty,” Anna teased, though she still didn’t quite get it.

Kristoff flopped down onto his back, and let out a long, frustrated groan. Anna laughed some more.

“It’s what a man’s body does, okay?” he shouted, arms going up into the air in defeat now. “Can we just get past that? I like you, my body likes you. It— I… would like to be inside of you. Got it?”

“Ohhhhhh,” Anna said, dragging it out as it finally hit her. She flopped down next to him. “So that’s making love.” She punched his shoulder. “Why didn’t you just tell me?”

“I thought you’d be scared.”

“Pfft! Scared? Who’s scared?”

“You’re not? It’s… a lot.”

“How would you know, mister Reindeer King. You ever done it before?”

“Okay, what’s with the Reindeer King stuff? And no, I haven’t done it before.”

“Olaf called you it. Not my idea.” They breathed in and out together, staring upwards. “So… first time, then.”

“First time.” He sat up, and Anna looked and realized he didn’t have that bulge anymore. Oh no, had she done something wrong? “Look, maybe we started off wrong. How about” — he grabbed his lute he’d placed by the bed and began tuning one of the strings — “we start over a different way?”

“Sure. I’d like that.”

Kristoff cleared his throat, sang a few notes till they sounded clear, and then began strumming. “Reindeers are better than people! Anna, don’t you think that’s true?”

“Um…”

His voice went into a much higher register, a falsetto of her, and he leaned his head against her cheek, saying, “No, Kristoff, there’s you and there’s me, and to some great degree a whole lotta new love.” In his own voice now, he commented, “Oh, you’re right.” He went on singing, voice as beautiful as ever, “So I could be wrong, with all except you. Anna, let’s call it a night! Let my arms hold you tight. Tight…”

Anna leaned in close to him now, and felt none of that urge to tease him out of some unknown anxiety when they kissed, and it was gone from him too. Kristoff gently placed the lute aside, and she found herself in his lap again.

“This is nice,” she told him when they pulled apart, noses brushing together. She meant it this time, felt completely relaxed in his arms.

“Yeah. Yeah, it is.”

They kissed again, and Anna didn’t entirely know what was coming next, but she and Kristoff could figure it out together.

[sasskarian]

Fanfic Masterpost ... sort of

In honor of Fanfic Appreciation, I put together a list of my fics for anyone who’d like to look 

Under the cut, because length

Dragon Age:

After the Glitter Fades (Glitterverse):  Hawke x Fenris, modern AU. (Long fic, WIP) Hawke and Fenris are movie stars in a torrid love affair. Fenris has a mysterious past. Also Cassandra is investigating a murder mystery? Varric, as ever, is a delight. (*this is borrowed from @nug-juggler‘s excellent and shorter summary!)

Memorable quote:   Fenris observed candidly was something sacred. For a moment, Hawke fiercely wished she were an artist. The scene in front of her was too… every word she could think of— beautiful, elegant, breathtaking— was trite, a pale description of perfection. 

In the Heart of the Woods: Lavellan x Fairbanks rarepair. (WIP) Inquisitor Lavellan’s heart is broken by a certain Commander, Fairbanks has an appreciation for her, and a love story blooms like elfroot in the Emerald Graves.

Memorable quote:   This kiss, she thinks, two mouths moving in perfect unison, is a spell of its own. Not quite love, not yet, but close enough she can pretend it is. Hope wells up, a solid thrum beating in counterpoint to her heart, and for one perfect moment, the world just bows down and… stands still. All that exists, all that ever has existed or ever will exist is wrapped up right here, right now, in Fairbanks’ lips on hers. Motes of dust turn golden in the sunbeams splashing through the roof, and a touch— his thumb, her cheek— says a million more words than words ever could.

Yesterdays: Surana x Zevran, mild Surana x Alistair pining. Post Origins, complete. A Warden’s sacrifice means something only as long as someone remembers it. A king looks back, balancing regrets with happiness.

Memorable quote:   With a half-sob, he realizes he’s forgotten the sound of her voice. Oh, he remembers how it made him feel, all those years ago, all the glorious, shining moments where happiness dwells still. But what she truly sounded like, what sounds she made as she buried herself in books, the snap of her magic, the low buzz of her and Zevran whispering in their tent, all of that is gone. He knows it happened, but the memory is lit dimly in his mind, a torch burned too low to be flame but not low enough for embers yet.

If You Ever Did Believe (for my sake):  Lavellan x Cullen. (On temporary hiatus) A wary Commander. A lost Dalish mage. Two hearts beating alone and exhausted on a battlefield, their only rest coming from each other.

Memorable quote:   “Does your Maker hate us so much?” Isera asked bitterly, and for a moment, Cullen felt as though years had rippled, bringing his past self— still clanking through the halls of Kinloch Hold in Templar plate— and his current together. He’d asked Ser Greagoir the same question once, after a Harrowing went wrong and the body of a former apprentice lay at their feet. So much potential wasted, so much fear in the mages’ eyes after that. For once, Greagoir had shown a hint of emotion, clapping Cullen’s shoulder briefly before walking away, but hadn’t answered.

Voiceverse:  Lavellan x Solas/Dread Wolf. (WIP) Building off of the great works of @khirsahle and @athreehundredthirtythree. All mages are born with a soulmate--a voice they hear in the darkness of the Fade all their lives. The lucky ones find their soulmates and forge a bond strong enough to threaten the very foundations of the Chantry. At least, that's what they claim. So what happens when a Dalish mage hears the voice of their most reviled and feared god shaping her dreams? 

Memorable quote:   Accompanying the thundering voice, great fissures ruptured around her hiding spot, green light streaking upward as they gathered into a roiling cloud. A wave of raw sound— howls, cries, pleas— rolled over her, forcing her to her knees. Iveani clapped her hands over her ears, losing her own scream among the agony thundering through the Fade. All caution, all her hard-won lessons about walking the Fade, vanished into the back of her mind under the need to simply ride out the explosion and survive.

Mass Effect:

Home is Where You Are: Ryder x Jaal (WIP). Ryder didn’t cross two galaxies and 600 years in search of love. But damn if she didn’t find it anyway.

Memorable quote:   “I should take a shower,” he mumbled, as the same time as Sara said, “Would you like to stay?” Both of them broke off, staring at the other, and she laughed nervously. That feeling was back, the one from the tech lab, fragility and strength and affection turned fierce and bright tumbling over and over one other.

A Song of Sea and Stars: Garrus x Shepard x Thane (WIP). Our favorite turian badboy sees right through the mask the galaxy’s most famous Commander projects. Neither of them expected to fall in love on a host of impossible missions. And both are taken by surprise by a pious Drell who steals both their hearts.

Memorable quote:   (He opens his eyes, shocked how it feels to look into her face, intimate and hungry. He hazily notices that up close, her eyes are thulium-gray. There's a hot, tight knot in his chest and she's pressed so close, he thinks he could count each faint freckle on her face.) (They look like tiny stars.) (…there are twenty-eight on her right cheek. Thirty on her left. And fourteen, right across the bridge of her nose.) (Those are his favorite. They remind him of his own markings.)

the sound of shattering glass: Generic Shepard, post-Tuchanka, pre-Citadel II. The Shroud explodes, taking a beloved friend with it. Shepard only has herself to blame.

Memorable quote:   “Damn Reapers,” he said, striving for nonchalance. “Always throwing us around.” “Banged us up pretty good,” she agreed, and he knew she wasn’t talking about their bumps and bruises. “So what do we do about them?” “Get back on our feet. Keep fighting.” Garrus hummed as she shifted closer, pressed her forehead against his neck. “Maybe find a way to use some really big canons I spend half my time adjusting.”

Star Wars:

He Might Like That: Mandalorian x Cara Dune pining. So they argue. So they took down Gideon, and have a magic green frog baby older than both of them. That doesn’t make them a thing. Does it?

Memorable quote:   He tunes back into the not-so-friendly argument in time to hear Greef splutter. “You trash talked while holding hands! If that’s not flirting, I’m a kowakian monkey lizard.” “It was arm wrestling, not holding hands,” Din points out mildly. 

Star by Star:  Post TRoS. Ben x Rey pining, Finn x Rey x Poe. Can three hopeless idiots in love fill a wound as deep as the death of a dyad? Maybe not, but they’re out to try anyway.

Memorable quote:   “You know,” Poe whispers, a glint of mischief in his eyes, “if we ever did tell him we loved him, he’d probably sleep right through it.” Rey touches her fingers to his lips, tracing the shape of his questioning smile. It’s an invitation to play, that smile. A careful offer of love, of comfort. And though she’s not sure if he can really understand when even she doesn’t, she’s finally ready to try a little. 

Counting The Days (Since Exegol): Finn x Rey x Poe, Ben x Rey. Its been 42 days since Palpatine’s death. 42 long days since she felt the surge of light in Ben Solo. And in her dreams, something whispers on the edge of the Force. But she’s shut it down too tightly to hear it. 

Memorable quote:   True to form, Poe can’t resist the urge to kiss away Finn’s troubles whenever possible, and Rey looks away to give them a moment. Some love stories work out, yes, and she loves Finn and Poe more than almost anything else. But that doesn’t stop the way bitterness floods her mouth as the memory of Ben surfaces, and it isn’t until Poe gently squeezes her knee (and she throttles back the near-instinctive urge to break his fingers from a lifetime of fending off handsy scavengers on Jakku) that she comes back to the moment. His brow furrows and she reaches for him, smoothing out the lines of his frown with her thumb. “I’m okay,” she says, answering his unspoken question. It’s mostly a lie, but she has to say it. Most days, she’s okay enough.

A Language Made for Lovers: SWTOR (NSFW). Torian Cadera x Bounty Hunter, gender neutral. Reflections on love and marriage under the glow of hyperspace.

Memorable quote:   He murmurs in your ear, words that should sound harsh in that still-new tongue scalding your mouth, molding you from aruetii to mandalorian. But the love in his voice softens them, steeps them in warmth and adoration. Still the language of a hunter, of those brave souls willing to be reforged, but with a gentle side, a language reserved for lovers. Words like cyare and riduur, words that mean I love you and forever and home.

Malicious Compliance: SWTOR (NSFW). Malavai Quinn x Sith Warrior, gender neutral. Far away, in an apartment no one knows about, a Sith Lord plays dire games of control... and trust.

Memorable quote:   It takes a man with the courage of an entire fleet of Mandalorians to love a Sith, and oh, how he loves you. Like you hung the moons and the stars and all the spaces between. Like you are his other half, like loving you is his sole purpose in life, does Malavai Quinn love you. Your old masters spoke nothing of this, of this enraging hunger gnawing at your bones and curling into the hollows of your rib cage. ... Is it really even love if you don’t want to devour him just a little?

Misc:

Tumblr Prompts: Grab bag of every fandom and series listed above. Prompts filled originally here on tumblr.

Visual Files: Collections of art and commissions from talented friends and artists here on tumblr.

Every Beautiful Thing: Crimson Peak. Thomas x Edith, Edith x Alan. Edith learned, in the dark halls of Allerdale, not to take ghosts lightly. But still she waits, every year, for a chance to see Thomas again. Until the night their son tells her he can see him too.

Memorable quote:   Snow heralds nothing but pain in Edith’s world: first her mother’s funeral, smothered in fat white flakes wet on her lashes like tears, then her father’s. Smaller ones, then, rain slowly freezing and scattering on the ground; the ones that night at Allerdale were the smallest yet, more ice pellet than snow. Jagged, hateful things scraping at her with a cold that burned through skin and encased bone.…God, how she has come to hate the snow.

Where I Can’t Follow: Co-authored by @suspendnodisbelief. show!Witcher, mild Geralt x Jaskier. (Temporary hiatus) Drawing from a variety of inspiration, including greek mythos. Geralt takes a blow meant for Jaskier, finally granted the death by battle he expects Witchers to end by. And Jaskier is not having it, at all. It’s his turn to save Geralt, even if he has to walk the entire bloody underworld to do it.

Memorable quote: “Geralt, get up. Come on, open your eyes. You’re going to upset Roach if you keep this up, and she’ll bite me. You know you aren’t allowed to be dead, because Yennefer didn’t give you permission, and neither did the Princess, and I’m pretty sure they both outrank you.”