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i0veless · 1 year

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LET ME MAKE IT CLEAR :: KYLIAN MBAPPE

𖥻 SUMMARY ー [ best to eradicate rumours - in style ] 𖥻 PAIRING ー [ kylian mbappe x fem! rapper/singer! reader ] 𖥻 GENRE ー [ fluff, suggestive content?, texting au ] 𖥻 WORD COUNT ー [ 1.2k ] 𖥻 WARNINGS ー [ making out, long distanstance?, rumors, mentions of twitter - let me know if I missed anything ] 𖥻 AUTHORS NOTE ー [ anon requested, "could you, please write a story about kylian mbappe and a rapper reader who is like nicki minaj pls" personally, I loved this request and it got me listening to a lot of nicki's music again, and this was actually inspired by one of the queens iconic verses - so hope you like it. also sorry for the lack of posting I have been having major writers block and lack of inspo, hopefully I should get a lot more works out in the next 2-3 week ]

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The rumours were part of the job. Part of the job description is being a celebrity, and in many ways, it could both help and hinder you - especially if you were a woman. On the one hand, it could boost your career; on another, it could sink it faster than the Titanic. Y/N L/N, an influential rapper and singer, knew all too well the impact of having baseless rumours thrown at you. Her name was attached to everyone and anyone (at some point or another) with no rhyme, reason or proof. So it made sense that she chose to ignore most of them and focus on herself and her private life.

Yes, her private life was why everyone speculated, as people wondered who had stolen her heart. The rapper had stated that she was in a relationship multiple times but refused to specify with who as she wished for the relationship to remain private. But you know, the internet, they can't keep their noses out of other people's business. So naturally, the witch hunt began, and Twitter went up in flames every other day, trying to figure out who had captured the up-and-coming star's heart. No name was off-limits.

In the beginning, Y/N found all the hilarious speculation amusing, laughing about it with her friends (who were said to be possible love interests), but after a while, it started to get on her nerves. People were relentlessly holding on to the topic like a dog with a chew toy, and after six months and a discussion with her lover, she finally decided to put the rumours to rest - in style.

"Are you sure?" the rapper's close friend and manager Monica asked for the nth time of the night as they stood backstage. "I'm positive Mon. I've talked with Ky about it, and he agreed," the couple agreed they were going to reveal their relationship on one of the most important dates of the music calendar, the 67th Grammy Awards. But in a far more creative way than most normally would. As they say, nothing conveys emotions better than music.

"Now, welcome to the stage for her first-ever grammy performance Y/N L/N!" stepping out on stage, the air was heavy with tension as the crowd of fans and other music alumni were eager to see the artist who had been nominated for 5 Grammys preform. The lights dimmed, and the backup dancers got into their positions as the backtrack began to play.

"I never fucked Giroud. I never fucked Neymar. On my life, man, Fuck's sake. If I did, I'd menage with 'em, And let's eat my ass like a cupcake. My man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody, But tape. Oh, and yeah, and by the way, my man's name is Kylian Mbappé." The audience was shocked at the freestyle rap, and the camera panned to the faces of other celebs to get their shocked reaction. The most notable one was that of the queen bee herself Beyoncé as she nodded in approval and bopped to the beat, while another memorable response was that of one of her best friends, Doja Cat, as she was losing it with laughter.

The freestyle then segued into her Grammy-nominated song Woman, as the flawless choreography and unforgettable spotlight moments made it one of the night's best performances. It ended in thunderous applause and multiple viral moments. As she walked backstage after the successful performance, she wiped off the thin layer of sweat from her forehead. She opened her phone to find it crowded with thousands of notifications, but the only ones she was only interested in were those from the love of her life - Kylian Mbappe.

KY KY

people are already talking lol by the way great performance mon ange your ass looked great on the carpet give me a private concert later?

Y/N only if you can keep up mon roi

KY KY you know I love it when you speak french ma reine

Y/N what can I say I have a great teacher

KY KY you know I can teach you so much more than french

Y/N really? I doubt it babe

KY KY come back home and I'll prove you so wrong mon amour

Y/N baby you know I can't I have press and shit to deal with

KY KY ik ik but a man can dream can't he

Y/N have fun entertaining yourself my dear

(5 photos attached) (2 videos attached)

KY KY your gonna get it when you get back

Another thing you should know about being a celebrity because it makes you an awfully good liar. Now there was no sinister intent behind Y/N lying to Kylian. The rapper just wanted to surprise him, so as she pulled into the new PSG training centre, she kept a relatively low profile as the new owner of five Grammys did not want to attract any unwanted attention. Walking to the reception, she was greeted by one of the coaching assistants and a few cameras. She had let them in on her plan to surprise her boyfriend, and in return for their help, they would get a video for their youtube channel.

As they walked towards the outdoor training area where the first team where hard at work, sure, they all looked hot, but Kylian was miles more than the others. Hot and sweaty, looking like some sex god rather than a Ligue 1 player. The number seven played a round of Tika taka with Neymar, Messi, Ramos, Hakimi and Veratti. He was oblivious to what was happening as Y/N slowly crept up behind him - placing a finger over your lips to tell his teammates to keep quiet after they noticed your presents.

"So Kylian, how's everything with your girl" Neymar, the little pot stirrer he is, had to milk this situation for its worth so that he could have something to tease his teammate with later. "Great man, I mean, god, she's perfect. I know it's a bit early to say, but I can see myself marrying her." safe to say everyone's hearts melted at the French player as he gushed over his girlfriend. Tried to hide, Y/N embraced her boyfriend in a hug from behind. "I love you too, Ky."

Turning around in shock, safe to say, Mbappe's eyes were larger than a football as he spun his girl in the air before kissing her. "What are you doing here? I thought you had work." the football star asked with nothing but love and affection as he buried his head in the crook of her neck. "I missed you. And I wanted to surprise you. Also, I lied." the rapper said, giggling at the look on his face. "Why you, little" With that, Kylian threw her over his shoulder and ran off with her as she screamed in fear and begged to be put down. Kylian refused.

As everyone watched the reunited couple get lost in their world, they couldn't help but smile at how happy the two made each other. "They are gonna get married," Ramos said, taking a sip of his water. "And I will be Kylian's best man," Neymar said jokingly. "Hate to break it to you, brother, but as long as I live and breath, that position is not available", Hakimi chimed in bluntly.

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chrystalxd · 3 months

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VENT. (Skip if you don’t like sensitive topics)

I hate everyone at school and I hate myself and how I think. First I wanna talk about the mfs at school. THEY ARE SO ANNOYING I HATE THEM. like these group of wannabe ghetto kids kept making fun of me for being “Emo” and shit and one of them kept touching my back. One of the girls kept telling the others to leave me alone and be nice but it didn’t really help cuz they kept doing it. like STFU and just leave me alone it’s really not that fucking hard. “OMG a person who has a different style than me!? Time to go bully them! This will sure be funny!” Fucking KYS and don’t think twice about doing it! >w<. But yeah they make me wanna shoot my brains out for everyone 2 see. Now I wanna talk abt my thoughts. TW for like rlly bad sexual stuff I think about sexual stuff like 24/7 dosent matter where I’m at I’m always thinking about it. And it got to the point where I’m always like “I wanna be in an abusive relationship so badly. Like I want it to be so abusive to The point where I’m on the floor covered in bruises and bloody scars while my partner will call me a stupid slut and tell me to kill myself. Then the next day she’ll say she loves me so much but she dosent mean anything and she’ll go and hurt me again” I don’t know why but I just want if so much I know it’s like a really bad thing to want but I need it. Another thing I wanna talk about is the way I act. I don’t like the way I act at all it’s so weird and fucking embarrassing. I just wanna grab a glockie and put it in my mouth and blow my brains out and watch as ppl clean it from the wall and floor :3. then I get super paranoid that my classmates talk shit about me when they Aren’t, I’ll hear them silently laughing behind me cause of a joke or sm and I instantly think it’s me. And if they are I just ignore it cause I just don’t wanna get into trouble and get my ass beat and it makes me feel like shit all the time

RAWR XD!1!1!1

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authornina · 3 years

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Baby Momma Drama

***THIS HAS NOT BEEN THROUGH A TYPICAL EDITING PROCESS; ALL SHORTS ARE ROUGH DRAFTS***

“So I can’t take her to see my family?” Dem asked Nicole and she ignored him. He was tired of going back and forth with her about his child. He understood how she felt but she was just trying to control him and the way he parented his daughter.

There wasn’t shit he could do about what happened but apologize and try to be a good father. Nicole was not making that easy for him in the slightest. Then would turn around and use his absence against him when she didn’t get her way. Dem was genuinely remorseful about his actions and she knew that. He always took her feelings into consideration and practiced patience, hoping that she could really forgive him one day. However, anything he wanted to do with Melody she had to be there. Nicole didn’t want her around his family without her either, but they didn’t want Nicole in their presence at all. They only got to see his daughter twice in a whole year.

“Yo, can you fuckin’ hear?”

“Cleary, and just like before I said no. If they want to see her, they can come here, or I’ll gladly go to them.”

“And I told your illiterate ass they don’t fuck witchu. Unless you want A to beat you the fuck up.”

“Please! I’ll drag that bitch if she ever put her fuckin’ hands on me.” Nicole knew Avery couldn’t stand her and the feeling was mutual.

“Bro…” Dem counted to three doing his best not to get mad. This was where he’d been tested the most lately. “So you expect her to just not know her whole other side? She don’t even know her own sisters.”

“Nigga, I don’t care nor is that my problem! My baby is not going anywhere without me. The judge has approved this. I don’t trust you and in the eyes of the law you are not a fit parent. You don’t even have control over any of your own finances! I should actually be arguing with Lake about visitation, not you!” Nicole spat, flippantly. She got all of this information when they went to court. Lake being his guardian only worsened his case and made Nicole’s stronger.

“Really? But when you want dick, I’m trustworthy. When you wanna go out and be a hoe with your dumbass friends, I watch her and muthafuckin KJ too, you can trust me then though?”

Nicole didn’t have a rebuttal to that because not only wasn’t Dem lying but it made her valid points invalid. Dem was a great father and she had him on the tightest leash using the past as a way to control him. She was granted full custody of their daughter and that gave her even more leverage.

“Exactly, now you the fuck quiet with your stupid ass. Come get her ready, I’m taking her.”

“No the fuck you not!” Nicole pushed him back from going further upstairs and he held the banister as to not fall. It didn’t take much after that to set Dem off. He smacked the shit out of Nicole, and she bounced off the wall rolling down the steps.

Stuff like this really felt below Dem. Domestic issues with any woman wasn’t what he had time for or wanted to be involved in. He never reacted on anyone that didn’t do something to him first. It was simple math to Dem, don’t put your hands on him, if you weren’t ready to get knocked the fuck out, or sometimes worse. He handled his problems with finality, but he couldn’t just erase the mother of his child, so this was the bullshit he had to deal with all the time.

All of the commotion could be heard outside. Wreck and Roddy were standing outside smoking. They walked in and shook their heads watching Nicole try to beat Dem up. He wasn’t even really doing anything except flinging her ass around, and she was on the floor screaming all dramatic. This wasn’t the first time they witnessed her do stuff like this but in front of a judge she was miss innocent and perfect. The crazier thing was, nobody ever tried to invalidate her feelings, they just wanted a relationship with Melody, however she wouldn’t allow that unless there was one with her too.

“Chill the fuck out!” Wreck pulled her up from the floor and off of Dem’s leg.

“See! He put his fuckin hands on me, and I’m supposed to let him take my daughter? Get the fuck out my house!”

“Bitch fuck you! You wouldn’t be up in this bitch if it wasn’t for me! Lake was ready to send your ass back to the projects! I don’t have these problems with none of my other baby mommas! You the only one make shit harder than it gotta be!”

“Maybe because you didn’t fuckin’ rape them!”

That word took Dem out of the ring every single time and Nicole knew it. He backed down from her whenever she said it. Dem hated to think of himself like that and it only added to all the other names associated with him. Rapist. It didn’t sit right on his heart and the fact that he couldn’t even remember made it easier to swallow sometimes, but Nicole did not let him forget.

“You a fuckin’ nut, bro,” Roddy said, looking at her with disgust.

Dem said fuck it and walked out of the house. This shit was starting to take a toll on him. He didn’t even get to see Melody and it hurt. He loved seeing her because she didn’t look anything like him, but his father, she had inherited Hassan’s every feature.

While Poppy and Damaris were both on the fairer skin side and looked like him, Melody was the opposite. She actually resembled Loire. Nobody could believe it when they first saw her. Sav always joked that she could pass for Lake’s baby and that set Avery off. She didn’t think that was funny at all. Dem did get a paternity test though and she was indeed his. He could spend hours looking at her beautiful melanin-rich face.

“You ard?” Wreck asked him, getting in the driver’s seat. Roddy hopped in the back and he pulled off.

“I’m tired of her constantly throwing that shit in my face…I don’t even remember.”

“She a fuckin’ nut ass bitch, but I ain’t hear her say that when she was screaming from the dick the other night,” Roddy said.

“You be fuckin’ her?” Wreck asked, as he stopped at a red light and looked over at his brother.

“Sometimes,” Dem shrugged. “When she asks.”

“Nah, turn her ass down next time,” Wreck advised him. “She gon’ keep getting her way cause she think you owe her something. What type of bitch wanna get fucked by a nigga they accusin’ of some shit like that? Fuck that, next time she want some dick, curve her ass. I bet she start actin’ right.”

“Yup, hoes be tryna act like they don’t want sex as much as niggas. They be worse than us. Hold the dick and watch she be like,” Roddy cleared his throat. “I’m sorry for actin’ up Daddy, you can take the baby and this pussy whenever you want.”

“Roddy shut the fuck up,” Wreck laughed. “You on it with us tonight?” he asked Dem.

“Fuck no, you got super nigga back there,” Dem said referring to Roddy who simply shook his head. They had a little beef between them. “I got Damaris this weekend anyway and Haze be getting tired fast now so she can’t handle both of them for too long. I was hoping to get Melody so they can all be together. It’s fucked up they don’t even know their own sister.”

“Lake need to take that bitch back to court and get some custody rights. How the fuck she get to keep a baby away from her damn family?”

“She like Dem that’s why,” Roddy chuckled, lighting up a blunt. “Bitch do not care how her baby got here. She want this nigga and his daughter how she gonna get him.”

“Man, she the last bitch I’ll be with. I’ll marry Mu before I settle for her ass.”

They all started laughing because they knew how much Mumu got on his nerves too. The only reasonable one he had was Haze. She nor Mumu came close to the headache that Nicole was though.

“Talk to Lake, bro,” Wreck advised him. “Tell him you ready to be on your own and handle shit. You can’t keep going through this.”

Dem didn’t respond because he wanted to be independent and not have his brother in charge of his every move, but he wasn’t sure if he was actually ready. ******* “Call Avery and see what she says,” Haze told Dem while standing at the stove cooking. He told her the watered-down version of what happened with Nicole earlier that day. “You already know if she says no then Lake will too. They don’t do shit without each other, but you need to see your child.”

Haze was well aware of the whole situation between Dem and Nicole. She didn’t really have an opinion because it seemed like a he say she say situation. However, if she thought Dem was capable of doing something so vile, she nor Poppy would be around him but Haze didn’t believe he could, even off his meds like Nicole accused. She found out about Dem’s condition and used it as yet another target on his back. Haze only witnessed Dem in action one time and although he was a bit erratic, he didn’t do anything to hurt her or Poppy. She just called Sav and he dealt with him.

“Cause my brother a whipped ass nigga now.”

“No, that’s marriage, Dem. A husband and wife supposed to have each other back.”

“Whatever, A will kill that bitch if they in the same space and it’s not even about Ky. Nicole disrespectful as fuck.”

“Call her,” Haze insisted. Dem blew his breath and started tapping on his phone.

“Hey baby boo!” Avery answered happy for him as always.

“Wassup?”

“Nothing, feeding your mean ass brother and his mean ass kids.”

“Stop actin’ like you don’t love them.”

“I don’t,” Avery whispered making Haze and Dem crack up. “So what you need? You don’t be calling me for no reason.”

“Nut ass Nicole said I can only get Melody if she’s there.”

“Well her bitch ass isn’t welcome in my house!” Avery snapped like Dem knew she would. “Did you forget what the fuck she said to me? What she said about Melody?! But the judge gives her custody?! I tried Dem, I really did try to be cordial with that bitch, but I don’t play about you and I most certainly don’t play about my husband, you know that.”

“A, I miss my daughter. I want y’all to see her. She gettin’ so big and she don’t even know y’all, her sisters, nothing.”

“What you want me to do, Dem?”

“I want y’all to come over her crib this weekend—”

“Dem, I love you, but I am not stepping foot in that bitch house. She better be lucky her ass ain’t on the street! Why can’t we meet her somewhere? What about coming over there—”

“Fuck no!” Haze yelled cutting Avery off before she could finish. “That bitch ain’t coming up in here, A! She be stressing him out to the point it irritate me, and I don’t have time for her smart-ass mouth because pregnant and all I will lay hands on her lying hoe ass!”

Dem wasn’t even a part of the conversation after that. He sat the phone down while Avery and Haze called Nicole everything but a child of God. Dem went to watch TV with his daughters.

“Mommy…” Poppy said, covering her ears hearing Haze talk loudly all the way in her playroom.

“Yea, it’s okay boo boo.” Dem sat on the big pink bean bag chair with Poppy and Damaris on both sides of him and watched DC Superhero Girls.

The way he handled most things that would set him off now, is to just sit with his daughters. They calmed the hell out of him. No medicine or treatment ever brought him that much peace. Nicole was trying to come between that, and he swore she was doing it on purpose, but Dem refused to backtrack and throw away all of his progress, but something had to give.

#on us #authornina #nina

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neeharlowwrites · 3 years

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Identical Strangers

Identical Strangers: Chapter Six

Words: 3311

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Language, Sexual themes

Author’s Note: I completely forgot to post this chapter on here. My bad.

Chapter Six

You walked along down the corridors of the Finalizer with Ben and Matt. The three of you were causing quite the stir as several realized that it was Kylo Ren walking around without his helmet. You cringed internally at the soft whispers as you passed by, you knew Kylo was going to be a whole other level of pissed once word reached him that he had been maskless. Although no one knew that the doppelganger was his triplet brother Ben Organa-Solo, you knew this was not going to end well. If the three of you managed to pull off this stupid plan you were sure that later on Kylo would either kill you or end what the two of you had. The thought of losing him made you pray for the former. You kept your shoulders straight and walked with a purpose playing the part of an Officer escorting a prisoner with her superior officer. Nothing out of the ordinary, other’s knew you and Ren worked together often so the sight wasn’t all that unfamiliar… of course, except the part where Kylo fucking Ren was walking arund without his helmet.

What you really didn’t like was how the women seemed to be reacting in particular. They seem to be pleasantly surprised that the Commander was so attractive. You tried your hardest to ignore them, but when you heard murmurs concerning his size you had had enough. You gave Matt push forward as you sped up. You knew Ben was using every ounce of willpower to not be his normal flirty self. All these women were wet just by looking at him. Was it because Kylo was unattainable and they saw it as a challenge or was it because with his reputation they knew Ren was one of those men who needed fixing. Either way you side glanced at him in warning. He met your glance and tilted his head before wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling closer. Fuck. Ren was REALLY not going to like that.

“Sir, perhaps this is not the place.” you said sternly gently removing the arm.

“You are indeed correct, Lieutenant.” Ben said in a deep voice.

The three of you enter the lift and after the doors close you smack Ben repeatedly.

“What is wrong with you!?” you asked angrily, “Ren would NEVER touch me in public.”

Ben shrugged, “I’m not Ren.”

“But you’re supposed to be pretending to be Ren!!” you yelled.

“Stop it, both of you!” Matt whispered, “As if these lifts don’t have security cameras.”

“”Sorry.” Ben sheepishly, “I kind got a bit into it, at least now they know you and him are an item. Hopefully that will keep them from attempting to try and bang your man.”

“Trust me, there is no chance of any one trying to bang him. Kylo Ren isn’t exactly known to be open to relationships. I was actually his first…” you said quietly recalling the day, “But I am not stupid enough to believe I’ll be the last.” you frowned and rolled your eyes, “Especially after this clustefuck of a plan spirals out of control.”

“Relax… I got this.” Ben said leaning back against the control panel of the lift. “As long as we don’t run into our dearest brother we’ll be fine.”

“There’s worse people we could run into Ben…” you said, “LIke General Hux for one thing. He hasn’t seen Kylo without his helmet so I don’t really know what we’re supposed to do should that happen.”

“Hog tie the bastard and take him with us.” Be suggested with a shrug.

You snickered, “So not worth the headache. That man…. I can’t even really describe him. Other than a pretentious bastard. And the bastard isn’t just an insult. He is a literal bastard. The entire order knows how his father fucked the kitchen worker back in the day.” you explained, “His father hated him, so not at all surprising when old Commandant Hux wound up dead. No one’s entirely sure what happened but word is he was liquidated in a bacat soak.”

“Ew…” Matt said.

“Yeah, well Little Armi got his job so--”

Ben laughed, “Little Armi? Wait, what kind of asshole named his kid Armi?”

“His name is actually Armitage.” you replied.

Ben cackled, “How is that so much worse?”

You put your hand over your mouth to quiet your own giggles, “I know right? Poor guy, a child soldier is one thing but being named Armitage? Ugh, honestly though his dad deserved it. He hurt him as a boy. Like full on emotional and pyshcial abuse so, the fuck head had it coming. As much as I hate Hux, no child should have to go through that.”

Ben’s laughter died, “Aw, now I just feel like a dick.”

“And that’s new for you?” you asked arching a brow.

Ben smirked and went to level you with a cool one liner when the lift door opened and standing there was General Hux himself. You froze as you looked at the redhead from head to toe cursing your luck and the Force. Hux had his face buried in his datapad as he stepped onto the lift. He looked up at you and then back at his datapad.

“Ah, Lieutenant, glad to see you--” he stopped mid sentence, his eyes darting back to the man who stood beside you. “...Ren?” he asked his voice unsure.

You gulped and elbowed Ben hard in the ribs, “COMMANDER.” you said loudly.

Ben cringed, rubbing his rbs where your elbow had jabbed him, “Yes..” Ben said before clearing his throat and sounding more sure of himself, “Yes, General Hux?”

You internally facepalmed, this was never going to work.

“You aren’t wearing that idiotic mask.” Hux asked looking over who he thought was Kylo Ren, “I am pleased that you have chosen to forgo the ridiculous gimmick. This is indeed a step in the correct direction, I know the Supreme Leader will no doubt also be pleased with this turn of events.”

You stared at Ben praying he would just keep his mouth shut and accept the compliment. But this was Ben. And as you had learned Ben doesn’t know when to shut the fuck up. Your heart nearly stopped beating for a split second when from next to you Ben says:

“If only you’d remove yours Armi.”

Hux’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Ben, “I beg your pardon? What did you just call me Ren?”

“Did I stutter General?” Ben asked, straightening to his full height, he loomed over the redhead narrowing his eyes, “Was I not clear enough, General Hux?”

You had to admit Ben had his Kylo Ren mannerisms down. Enough that it had you second guessing which triplet was next to you. Hux stared at Ben for a good solid sixty seconds, all the while you prayed to the force for an intervention of some kind. And It came. But it was not what you were hoping for. The lift doors opened and standing there was the real Kylo Ren with a very eager Poe Dameron. .

“Oh Force why…” you said, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“Ben!” Poe exclaimed.

“Poe!” Ben replied with a grin

“Matt!” Poe said he nudged Kylo playfully, “Hehe small galaxy huh fellas?”

Hux looked from the real Kylo to Ben then to you before his eyes settled on Kylo once more. They narrowed in rage as Hux realized the situation.

“REN!!” Hux roared.”GUARDS!! PRISONERS HAVE ES--

“I got this…” Ben sighed, stepping forward and waving his hand cutting Hux’s scream short as he passed out cold. He picked up Hux bridal style, “Huh, he’s actually a lot lighter than he looks…”

“Shoulderpads.” you said with a shrug. Your eyes travel to Kylo and you smile weakly, “Commander.I… I got nothing...” you sighed knowing you were in deep shit not only on personal terms but career wise as well.

“I shall deal with you when this is through.” Kylo growled through the modulator stepping onto the lift. “I had this handled. You getting involved has now caused this to become an even bigger pain in my ass.”

“Bigger than me?” Ben popped up from behind Kylo.

“Not in the mood for you shit Ben.” Kylo grumbled. “Now I have to wipe this fuck’s memory along with half the fucking security camera footage on this fucking ship all becuase you couldn’t follow a single fucking order!” he yelled at you as you shrank back into the corner.

“I’m sorry.” you said softly looking down at your feet.

“No, you don;t know what sorry is. But you will.” he spat at you without even turning his head.

You stared at the back of his helmet, “I just wanted to--”

“Wanted to what, TRY AND GET YOURSELF KILLED?” he rounded on you screaming through the modulator of his mask, he’s shaking with barely contained fury as his eyes bore into you from behind the tinted visor, “I will handle this from here. You are to go to your quarters and stay there.”

“But what about--”

“That is an ORDER LIEUTENANT!” he roared his fists balling tightly at his sides. The lift came to a stop at the next floor and the doors opened, “Get out.”

You ducked your head down to keep him from seeing your tears and ran out of the lift without looking back. The lift doors closed leaving Kylo alone with Matt, Poe, and an unconscious General Hux still in Ben’s arms.

“A bit hash Ky…” Ben said quietly.

“You shut the fuck up. I don’t want hear a fucking word from any of you the rest of the time or so helpme I will fucking kill you all and just be done with it. Understood!?” Kylo exclaimed.

“You don’t deserve her.” Ben whispered.

Kylo whipped around, “She means nothing to me. She is just a tight hole to fuck. If she thinks she’s anything more than she’s sorely mistaken. Now, shut up. There will be no more discussing this. My relationship or lack there of is none of your fucking busniess.”

Matt put his hand on Ben’s elbow and shook his head, “Let it go Ben.” he said quietly, “He’s obviously not the man we knew…”

“Obviously!” Kylo snapped. “Finally! Someone fucking gets it! I’m not him! I am sick and tired of everyone expecting me to be this fucking prodigy! Now matter where I go! Oh you’re the eldest Skywalker boy that means you got to go be a Jedi! No, wait, you’re too dark guess you have to be the next Darth!” Kylo punched the wall of the lift with his fist causing it to jolt, “Fucking Vader!”

Matt cringed when Kylo’s fist met the wall. Being stuck in a small metal box with a tantruming Kylo Organa-Solo was bad enough being in one with the jedi killer Kylo Ren was what nightmares were made of. Ben for once in his life, kept quiet as his older brother screamed his frustrations. He knew now, more than ever that Kylo wasn’t happy. He wasn’t happy as a little boy, he wasn’t happy as a teenager with Uncle Luke, and he wasn’t happy as a grown man with Snoke. Matt reached around Kylo and stopped the lift.

“Come with us.” Matt suggested quietly. “Come on Ky, please? You know mom would do anything to keep you safe. If you come home at least the Resistance would have you, and you are what’s keeping the FIrst Order alive… don’t you see that? Yes, they have a military and they have star destroyers, but if you take away their Force user they don’t have much else.”

“Snoke. Snoke is and will always be a factor, Matty…” Kylo said quietly. He reached up and pressed the releases on his mask, pulling it from his head he held it at his side, “As long as Snoke is a factor I can’t go home.”

“Fuck Snoke!” Ben exclaimed angrily. “You going to let some old fuck decide what your life is going to be about? Fuck that. Kill the motherfucker!”

“Ben.” Matt said his ton enough of a warning to keep the middle brother quiet, “And when he finds out you helped us escape? He’s going to punish you by punishing someone close to you.. And you know exactly who. You may deny your feelings for her but Snoke knows the truth. Anyone who has spent time with the two of you knows the truth. You care for her.”

Kylo is quiet as he thinks over Matt’s warning, but after a moment he puts his helmet back on, “It doesn’t matter. Once you are gone I can deal with the consequences.” he said before pressing the button on the lift. It shuddered before starting again.

None of the boys spoke as they watched the floors tick by. Upon reaching the level of the hangar Ben carried the unconscious Hux off the lift. He maneuvered the General over his shoulder as he followed Kylo to an unmarked ship. Poe went first to get it started he knew the boys were going to try one last time to talk Kylo into coming home.

“Here…” Ben muttered shoving Hux’s body into Kylo’s arms, “Happy fucking life day.” he said before pushing past the other man and walking up the ramp onto the ship.

Kylo looked at Matt who gave a slight shrug, “I know you’re not going to change your mind Ky.” he said, “So I’m not going to waste my breath. Just know we miss you. Mom misses you. And dad. And there will always be a place for you in the Resistance.” he said, putting his hand on Kylo’s shoulder, “We love you.”

Kylo didn’t say anything in return. He just stared at his younger brother silently from behind his mask until he got the point. Removing his hand Matt gave a sympathetic nod and soon walked up the ramp of the ship and out of sight. The ramp raised and the engines of the ship roared to life as Kylo stood still holding Hux’s unconscious body. This was going to be more trouble than it was worth and he was in no mood to deal with it at the moment. He still had to deal with the security footage, several people had seen him unmasked, and then the problem of you was still a factor for Kylo.

After dealing dumping Hux’s body on the floor of his office, Kylo sat in Hux’s desk chair to go over the damage on the security cameras. After deleting the several hours of footage he couldn’t help but follow you through the base on the cameras after the fight. But what caught his eye was when you didn’t head back to your quarters like he had told you too. He watched as you made a sharp right and down a different corridor. His heart almost leapt out of his chest as he saw you run past the door he and the boys had exited prior…

His eyes followed you into the hangar and then up the ramp and onto the ship only minutes before Poe, Matt, and Ben had arrived. Kylo’s eyes widened behind his mask, his mouth drying as he gulped. You had gotten on the ship. You were gone. Just like the others…

You had left him too.

He stared almost as if he wasn’t entirely certain he was seeing it. You were gone. Traitorous bitch. His fist clenched tightly as the rage began to simmer under his skin. You left him. He remembered the video, Ben’s arm wrapped around you. It wasn’t the first time Ben had managed to take something that had belonged to him. Fucking Ben Organa-Solo, that good for nothing piece of shit. He was always the favorite. Of course you would have fallen for his bantha shit. Kylo shook with rage, the Force was electric with it causing the monitor of Hux’s computer to crack down the center and spark dangerously. Fine. You wanted to abandon him. He was going to track you down. Bring you back. And make you wish you hadn’t ever met Kylo Fucking Ren.

From on the floor Kylo heard a groan as Hux regained consciousness. The redhead slowly sat up and looked around. “....What happened?” he asked as he rubbed his temple, his eyes fell upon Kylo sitting behind his desk, “What the bloody hell do you think you’re doing, Ren?”

Kylo slowly stood, “General, I am pleased you’re awake.” he lied, “It seems we had a traitor in our ranks…” he growled through the modulator. “Lieutenant Y/N, she assisted in the escape of several prisoners and then defected to the Resistance.”

Hux got to his feet, “....Were you maskless?” he asked, trying to remember, “You.. you were... “ Hux pointed at Kylo angrily, “But it wasn’t you. It was someone pretending to be you and--” his was cut off by a finger in his own face as Ren approached him threateningly, “You don’t scare me Ren.”

“You will not--”

“The Supreme Leader will hear of this incident.” Hux said refusing to back down from the taller man, “Your precious little whore--”

“She’s gone.” Kylo said lowering his finger, “Did you not hear me the first time or did you not care?”

Hux blinked in astonishment, “Wait, wait, Lientent Y/N who you had a rather close and personal relationship with turned out to be a defecting traitor?” he asked, “Are you kidding me? She was a member of the Supreme Council! She has--” his froze, “....She knows about Project Starkiller. We must alert the Supreme Leader immediately!”

Kylo grabbed Hux by the throat before he could scurry to his desk, “No.”

“If she tells the Resistance of Starkiller our entire operation will be ruined. 30 years of work will be wasted, Ren. My entire life’s work will have been ruined. I will not let some petty lover’s quarrel be the undoing of my Order.” Hux growled against Kylo’s hand, “Release me Ren. Now.”

Kylo wanted to squeeze his hand, he wanted to squeeze his hand around Hux’s throat. It would be easy. Just close his fingers around the redhead’s neck, it wasn’t like the men would be missed. He could be replaced. Easily. And it would be one more person out of the way when Ren himself took over…

“Ren.” Hux said, pulling the other man from his dark thoughts.

Hesitantly Kylo released the General’s neck, “I know where she’s going.”

Hux rubbed over where Ren’s had been, “How?”

“That’s none of your business. Just know that I know where she is going and I can go get her back.” Kylo said, taking swift footsteps to the door, “I just need you to cover for me.”

Hux scoffed, “Excuse me? Why would I? I fucking hate you.” the man said, turning on his heel to face Kylo, “The second you leave I’m contacting the Supreme Leader and telling him the bantha shit you’ve managed to get us into.”

Kylo stopped mid step his fists instantly clenching at his sides, “No you’re not.”

Hux frowned, “And what makes you so sure?”

“Because he’s going to want to punish someone. And you’d be the bearer of bad news, you’ve done this before Hux, he’s nearly killed you over simpler things. If he thinks word of Starkiller will reach the Republic…” Kylo’s voice trailed off and he let Hux’s own mind come up with the heinous tortures Snoke would put him through, “So please, be my guest, risk your rather untimely and quite painful death.”

“You have a week.” Hux said, “If you and your whore aren’t back here in a week, then I’m sending my entire army after you. Do you understand, Ren?”

“Yes.” Kylo said before storming out of Hux’s office.

#Identical Strangers: A Solo Triplets Fic #triplet!kylo #triplet!kylo x reader #solo triplets #Kylo Organa-Solo #Ben Organa-Solo #triplet!ben #solo triplet au #matt organa-solo #triplet!matt #chapter six #my writing #my fanfcition

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loveactionsspeaklouder · 3 years

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one year - kylian mbappé and julian draxler fanfic

a.n: this is one of my favourite chapters ;-) enjoy xxx

16|Drunken Nights

One Week Later

I was in my room getting ready for the evening's events. Myself, Freddie and Ruby were heading out to a local club for a well needed night out. It was a night to let loose, drink lots of alcoholic beverages and dance the evening away, I couldn't wait.

PSG had an away game during the weekend, I hoped they would win. I loved attending the games, the stadium was electric when it was full. I still wouldn't be wearing a jersey, I didn't know which one I would pick or if I could betray my love for Chelsea. I missed London but I was happy in Paris.

"Oo la la, don't you look beautiful," I turned around and smiled. Freddie looked amazing as always; he was wearing black jeans, a grey hoodie and a black jacket. He could pull anything off. I was wearing a bright green mini dress, it had small ruffles along the bottom half and a matching green belt. It was elegant but sexy. "The taxi is here."

"Rubes, you look stunning," I beamed. I walked into the living room and saw Ruby. Wow, my friends are gorgeous! She was wearing a nude, poker-dot dress. It had one sleeve and she looked amazing. "Let's party you sexy fuckers!"

....

The club was starting to fill up quickly, I had forgotten how many alcoholic drinks I had already consumed. Ruby and I were swaying our hips on the dancefloor, Freddie was off chatting to some girl. I felt a hand wrap around my waist, a hot breath on my neck. Ruby's eyes widened at the unknown guest, she winked at me and walked off. They twirled me around so I was now facing them. "Your beautiful, can I have a dance?"

I looked at the random man and shrugged. We moved our bodies to the beat of the music, his hands were firmly gripped on my waist. I took a good look at him, he wasn't bad looking. I excused myself and made my way to the bathroom, thank you lord for my weak bladder. I took out my phone and saw I had a message from Kylian.

Ky: stop dancing with random men and get your ass up here to the VIP box ;-)

I huffed and ignored his message. I didn't like being told what to do and with the amount of alcohol in my body, I was more willing to ignore him.

....

I made my way back to the dancefloor and spotted Ruby, she was dancing with a blonde-haired man. Before I could walk over to her, I felt a hand wrap around my wrist, I turned around and saw a playful looking Kylian. "Oh, if it isn't one of my favourite players."

"I am your favourite player," he slurred. He was wasted. He took both my hands and spun me around a couple of times, he couldn't contain his laughter. "You look gorgeous tonight."

I blushed. "You don't look so bad yourself," I winked. He was wearing all black with a black and red jacket. I couldn't lie, he looked good. Damn you alcohol.

We joined up with Ruby and her new mate, Kylian kept his hands firmly on my hips. We danced along to the music, he would leave little kisses along my neck. He held me closer as our bodies moved in sync, he brushed his lips across my ear. "Let's get out of here, I'm hungry."

....

3rd Person's POV

Molly and Kylian were lying in her bed, they were both leaning on their sides facing each other, only a few millimetres apart. He ran his hand through her hair, he loved being so close to her. "What are you afraid of Moll?"

"Everything," she answered. "Fear of being alone, fear of being hurt, fear of being made a fool of, fear of failure. Still, I think all my fears bleed from one big one, a fear of not being loved. "

"That will not happen. The person who gets to love you, should take it as an honour," he softly smiled, tracing his thumb over her bottom lip. Before she could respond he brushed his lips against hers, only for a few seconds, before pulling back. He noticed a shocked look on her face, he started to sit up before she stopped him. "I'm sorry, again."

Molly reached for his arm and gently stroked it, he shivered under her touch. He turned to face her, she looked so relaxed. "You need to stop apologising, do you regret kissing me?"

"Absolutely not," he huffed. He was starting to accept his growing feelings for her.

"Then keep doing it."

Kylian's eyes lit up hearing her say them words, he wondered if she felt something for him as well. He slowly moved on top of her and smashed their lips together, he passionately kissed her like he hadn't kissed anyone before. Her hands moved to his neck, whilst his hands ran down her waist to where her t-shirt stopped, pulling it gently.

"You sure?" she nodded, allowing him to continue. He pulled the t-shirt over her head and chucked it on the floor, his eyes focused on her naked body. He reconnected their lips, this time with more urge and sloppiness. He wanted her and she wanted him. That night, they both got what they wanted.

#kylian mbappe #julian draxler #fanfiction #fanfic #football #psg #paris saint germain #football imagine #imagine #kylian mbappe imagine #julian draxler imagine

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Strength

(A/N: it’s finally out! hehehe the first part got a lot of comments asking for a part 2, and I have delivered! enjoy!)

remember: this is the sequel to my one-shot Coward. give it a go! :D

WARNING: mentions of slavery. implied physical and sexual violence; graphic(?) description of wounds, if you’re squeamish of blood

Also I got a message asking if they could be tagged in a Mando tag list. well... here we go! let’s hope this works.

Mandalorian tag list: @kateb013

[The Jungle Planet of Akiva]

The Mandalorian was known for his fearlessness, his ability to relentlessly pursue his enemies, and his raw ferocity.

As he sat in the corner of the cantina, watching his crewmates get absolutely drunk, he felt neither fearless, nor relentless, nor ferocious.

He felt...

He willingly allowed Kyla to return to slavery, to a master who openly abused her, gaslighted her, touched-

Touched her.

He had touched her.

Unexpected rage coursed through his body, and the cup in his hand cracked.

If he did it before, there was absolutely no doubt that he would do it again... and again... and again.

And he let it happen.

Go back.

The idea hit him so abruptly, it nearly sent his head spinning. He could go back. He could rescue her.

But then what would he do? Of course, there was no way he’d leave her on the planet. But then, what? Would he take her back as a medic? Or would she refuse, demanding he leave her on some remote planet, never to return?

...Or they could hide. Rid themselves of the others and hide out somewhere devoid of life, long enough for the enemies to forget them.

...No, that wouldn’t work. From what he could glean, the perverted old man remembered everything. And even if they managed to even escape the mansion, he had that mysterious power to keep them on the property and exact his vengeance.

But what else could he do?

Mando watched as Drescant latched the collar around Kyla’s neck. He watched as he yanked the chain, leading her back to the house.

All he had done was watch. Like a coward. He didn’t help her; he was part of the problem.

Which meant he had to fix it.

He stood up, slammed a gratuitous amount of credits on the bar counter, and slipped his way out of the cantina, unbothered to alert his too-drunk crew.

Besides, he had a feeling it’d be better if he did it alone.

[...]

The moment the Razor Crest landed back on Dandoran, he began to feel the familiar twinge in his stomach- the one that reminded him that he could still feel fear.

As he approached the mansion, the feeling only worsened. As he snuck back inside, it only worsened.

Everything about this situation only seemed to send his senses on overdrive. He hated it.

He began to hate it more at the distinct sound of nothing. There was absolutely nothing. No movement from his bodyguards. Not even a note of Drescant’s rambunctious humming.

He decided to prowl the mansion, keeping an eye out for any potential threats. He used every filter he had on his helmet, scanning everything for a possible secret passage, for a trace of a heat signature, for fucking anything.

He was finally rewarded with a small splotch of red liquid, hidden deep in the back of the mansion. Blood. Recent. There were also specks of dirt, clearly from shoes.

The image flooded his head in an instant: Drescant’s bodyguards dragging a bloody, beaten Kyla down... somewhere.

He followed the faint trail of dirt and worryingly increasing amounts of blood to a section of wall. With a quick scan, he found the switch needed to reveal the hidden passage behind it-

And he wished he hadn’t.

The smell of blood was heavy in the air; his helmet could only filter out so much. The stone walls glistened with moisture. And the screaming...

Oh, Maker, the screaming.

His hands felt clammy. His covered forehead was beaded with sweat. Every nerve in his body yelled at him to dash down the stairs, beat the living shit out of Drescant, and haul ass with Baize in tow.

But he couldn’t. Who knows what Drescant would do if he found him out, and Mando wasn’t particularly interested in going through another mysterious chokehold.

So he stayed quiet, taking silent steps down each floor, pausing after each one to listen for any signs of pursuit.

By the time he reached the final step, the screaming had stopped. Just in time; his self-restraint was already frayed at the edges. Soft murmuring replaced the screaming, then a shuffling noise- like footsteps.

Mando quickly slid into a hidden crack in the wall, tucking his cape behind him and holding his breath as two pairs of footsteps passed by him.

“-the bacta gel later on,” the rotten old man said. “I want her to feel it right now.”

“Yes, sir.”

The footsteps faded away. Mando waited around ten minutes, in the possibility that they might return. Satisfied that no one was making their way down the stairs, he slid out of his niche and made his way down the corridor.

And he saw her.

Her back was a bloody slab of torn skin and welts. Her hands were chained above her, and he could tell the cold metal had dug into her wrists to the point of cutting through it. Sweat drenched her body, no doubt stinging her cuts. Other than the occasional groan of utter anguish, he would’ve thought she was dead.

The Mandalorian sobbed.

He may not have inflicted the wounds, but he inflicted the horror. He inflicted the trauma.

“This is my fault...” he choked. Grabbing the keys that were so cruelly placed above her head- so close, yet so out of reach- he unlocked the shackles binding her. “I’m sorry, Kyla. I’m so sorry.”

A pained gasp escaped her lips. “No... no more, Master... Please...”

“No more master,” he said, tugging off his cape and wrapping it around her. “We’re leaving.” He picked her up as gently as he could, then carried her out of the room, up the stairs, down the ridiculously long hallway-

“And where do you think you’re going?”

Kriff.

He didn’t move a muscle. “I’m going back to my ship. And you’re going to let it happen.”

“Not on my watch!” Drescant shrilled. “Drop her, and maybe I’ll consider letting you go.”

A moment passed. Then two. Then three.

“Alright,” Mando said. “You win. I’m putting her down now.” He couldn’t see the old man, yet he knew the bastard was smiling.

He kneeled on the ground, carefully setting her down-

And with a flick of his wrist, whistling birds flew out and swarmed Drescant, who began screaming and sending out pulses of that mysterious force to stop them. And- quick as lightning- he grabbed his blaster and fired multiple shots at his chest.

And down he fell. Like a lame animal put out of its misery.

He gathered Kyla in his arms and carefully approached the body. When it wheezed, Mando sighed. “Stay down.”

“Ky... la...”

“Is with me,” he completed. “You don’t need to think about her anymore.” He sent a blaster shot to his head. “You don’t need to think about anything anymore.”

He stared at Drescant’s corpse. A disappointing end for a pitiful man. Just what he deserved.

Mando adjusted his grip on her, then snuck his way out of the house, careful to avoid the bodyguards, making his way back to the ship.

He chose not to pay attention to the loud alarms as the Razor Crest flew past the mansion. He chose to ignore the useless blaster shots that the bodyguards fired at him as they ascended to the atmosphere, no doubt putting some damage on the Crest’s armor plating.

Instead, he chose to focus on inputting the coordinates to Akiva, activating autopilot, and making his way to Kyla’s room.

She was still asleep, head awkwardly tilted to the side as she rested on her stomach. He had managed to apply a heavy layer of bacta gel over her wounds, so he did a quick check over the gashes to ensure that there was no infection.

He winced. There was no more blood loss; only time would tell if she had lost too much, but he did all he could in the meantime.

No... Not everything.

He kneeled beside her, slowly removing his gloves. He brushed a stray lock of hair away from her nose and whispered, “I’m sorry, Kyla. I was wrong.”

Her head shifted. Her nose twitched. Bit by bit, her eyelids began to open. “...Mando...?”

“Din.” He smoothed down her hair. “My name is Din.”

“Am... am I...?”

“You’re safe. Drescant’s gone. He’ll never touch you again.”

Tears prickled her eyes. “It hurts.”

“I know.” Din was glad for his helmet; the tears were inevitable. “I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I let that happen to you.” He pressed his forehead against her hand, and fought to stabilize his trembling voice. “I was wrong. About everything. About abandoning you back to slavery. About calling you a coward.” He squeezed her hand. “You’re not a coward. You never were. You’re the strongest person I know. Stronger than anyone, especially me.”

Kyla gazed at him through eyes laden with pain and exhaustion, yet she managed to reach out and brush her fingertips over his helmet. “Strong...”

“Yes,” he confirmed. “You are strong.”

She let out a soft sigh, then closed her eyes, returning to a place that he hoped was kinder to her than reality.

As he returned to the cockpit, he allowed himself the time to think.

Strength.

What would it take for him to be strong?

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A/N: oh thank god it’s finally out! The ending may be shit but at this point in time I’m ok with it XD the coward series is over! I’ll be doing another set of Mando one shots soon! Look forward to it!

#the mandalorian #din djarin #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian x oc #din djarin x reader #din djarin x oc

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reylo-is-strong-in-this · 6 years

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Can you write a scene in a soulmate AU? I just love that dynamic, don't worry about your grammar I'm sure It will be fantastic.

Thank you so much!

It’s not good, but I really do hope you enjoy it.

I tried to write it in Canon-verse, but somehow i just couldn’t.

Rey used to be fascinated by the idea of soul marks when she was young. Growing up in an orphanage with no one there for you tended to make a girl daydreamed about her very own prince charming. She used to spend hours imagine how their first encounter would be like. She had always been an optimist, according to people around her.But when her soul mark appeared on her wrist on her first day as a barista in a coffee shop near her college, she couldn’t help but cringed.‘BENJAMIN SOLO, 31 Oct, 1990’The name was not common enough for her to think it could’ve been someone else, but the TA from her history class was just so…awkward. He kept to himself and rarely ever spoke, she just found it hard to believe the universe would pair her up with someone so…dull.It didn’t help that soul marks are exclusive for female either. She couldn’t tell if he was interested in her at all, or if he knew that they were soulmates. He just came in the coffee shop daily for coffee and stayed at the table in the deepest corner of the shop, never said anything to her more than a coffee order.Triple-shot espresso with no sugar, like his aura was not gloomy enough.She sighed, whipped her cell phone out to check for e-mails and text messages. It was a slow afternoon and she was bored out of her mind. She just hoped the person she texted last night responded.‘I don’t think she even know I exist.’A small smile crept on the face as she read the text.Kylo Ren was an exact opposite of Ben Solo, this friend she only met online was charming, lovely, and had a wicked sense of humor that always cheered her up on her bad days. She had been talking to Kylo for the past three years since she joined an e-mail pal program her orphanage organized. They made her used a pen name in order to make her more comfortable to open up with a faceless stranger, from then on, she was Kira, a normal girl with a normal friend whom she had never met.Not that she minded though. It was easier for her to keep her crush on Kylo a secret when he couldn’t see her face.Especially when he was head over heels in love with some girl that did not even acknowledge his existence.Rey kept telling herself that it was for the best they hadn’t met, Kylo had someone out there who rightfully belonged to him, she couldn’t have him no matter how much she wanted to.And she was stuck with Ben Solo.‘Don’t say that. I’m sure she is well aware of you existence.’She typed. Kylo mentioned on several occasion how tall he was. Rey liked to imagine resting her head on his broad chest and listening to the steady beats of his heart.‘It’s not fair. Why are girls allowed to know who she’s gonna spend the rest of her life with and I’m stuck in this stupid guessing game?’She could sense irritation from his text. Clearly Kylo was having a bad day.‘Maybe you choose try and talk to her. Maybe she IS your soulmate, but she is to shy to tell you that.’It pained her to play cupid for a guy her had feelings for, but it wouldn’t be right to tell him to give up. She just want Kylo to be happy.‘She covered her wrist with a huge ass wristband and looked at me like I insulted her father every time we met. I really doubt that’s the case.’“Oh. You poor thing.”She mumbled, resisting the urge to ask him for this bitch’s location and hailed a cab there to knock some sense into her.Rey looked down at her own covered wrist, maybe she was not the one to talk.‘Try to break the ice. Start a conversation. Who knows, you might get a good friend out of this.’She tried to cheer him up. Some woman chose to stay single or marry someone who was not her soulmate and stay friends with the guy who was chosen for her by the universe. It was a rare occasion, but not entirely impossible.‘You know what? I might try that. I mean, it’s not like I’m asking her to marry me, right? Just…wanna talk…’Kylo also did mention in the past that he was not as good at interacting with people as he seemed to be with her. At first Rey didn’t think much of it, but it’s been three months and Kylo still just follow this girl around like a lovesick puppy without so much as a glance from her. Maybe she needed to step in before Kylo did something stupid and sent the girl running.‘What do you plan on talking to her about? You know any of her interests?’Rey typed. ‘Coffee…Plants…Books… I’m pretty sure they are something along that line.’Simple enough.‘Start with something broad, see if she is interested in the topic. You can do it, Kylo.’ She hesitated, then typed. ‘If it didn’t work out. You still have my shoulder to cry on.’‘I really wish you were here.’She smiled at the text, before looking up when she heard a cough. “Umm…”Ben Solo was standing right in front of her. The poor lad looked like he hadn’t sleep in days. But even with that deep shadow under his eyes and his quiet personality, he still was a very attractive man.She just wish he would be more…Kylo.“Yes, sir. How can I help you?” She forced a smile onto her face. Even if Ben had done nothing to her, his mere presence was more than enough to make her felt uneasy.“Do you know that if you drink two cups of coffee daily, you will decrease your risk of committing suicide by 50%” Rey blinked at him. She had no idea how to respond to that.“Umm. 1 cup of triple shot espresso, please.”It was his second cup of the day, so she couldn’t help herself but asked.“Are you trying to lower your suicide risk?”“….”He just stared at her awkwardly. So Rey continued to do her work and just ignore him as usual.When Ben was gone, she picked up her phone again.‘I screwed up. Now she thinks I’m a weirdo!’‘Well, at least she know you exist.’ Rey didn’t dare ask what he said to that girl.‘I wish I was born like 80 years earlier. You know, back in the day, my grandfather just told my grandma he hated sands, and the next thing he knew they were having twins.’‘You father must have been very hot.’ That was all she could reply.‘He was.’‘How about you pretend to bump into her. Or drop something for her to pick up. You know, like a proper high class lady you are.’ She teased. Suddenly, a sound of a coffee cup shattering the floor caught her attention. She almost rolled her eyes when she saw Ben knelt down to pick up the pieces.“Let me do it.” She told him and knelt down beside the tall figure. They were so close she could feel the burn of her soul mark, begging for her to tell him he was the one.“Sorry.” He mumbled. His voice sounded deeper when he was close. He looked nervous and guilty.It made him seemed a little more approachable somehow, and for a moment, Rey even thought that expression was rather cute.“No problem.”Rey said, looked away from Ben’s face. It was her job to clean up after customer anyway.When she got back to her phone, there were tons of texts waiting for her.‘Nope. Didn’t work.’ ‘And I pretty sure she hates me now.’‘Kira. Do you think it’s time we actually meet up?’‘I could really use a friend right now.’Rey felt her heart slamming into her rib cage. They had talked about meeting up from time to time, but it just didn’t feel right. Even calling each other on the phone didn’t feel right, so they stuck with texting ever since.But she sensed that Kylo really could use a shoulder to cry on right now.‘Sure. I’m working part time in a coffee shop right now. I’ll sent you a location.’She knew Kylo was near by. He mentioned working in this area after quit from his mother’s company.‘What?’That was the only thing the test said after he got her location.‘What’s what?’ She typed, and that was when her phone rang.Kylo names flashed across the screen, considering how long she had his number, this should not be surprising to her, but she couldn’t help but swallowed at the thought of hearing Kylo’s voice for the first time.“Hel- Hello?”“Kira?”His voice sounded shocked, shaken, and very, very Ben Solo.Rey looked up from the counter. Ben Solo was staring at her with his mouth wide open. Rey couldn’t do anything but staring back with exactly the same expression.“Ky- Kylo?”He hung up the phone, walking straight to her. Rey should have run. She should have said something.Instead, she just froze.Kylo bit his lower lip. His eyes dropped to the wristband on her wrist.“I’m sorry. I should have gotten the clue.” He pointed at her wrist. “He is a lucky guy.”“I-”Rey couldn’t wrapped her mind around the thought. It has never occurred that they could be the same person.“You are…different from what I pictured.” That was all she could mutter. and she regretted it the second it left her mouth.“Yeah. I’m kind of a freak in real life.” He scratched his neck, heat crept from his face to his neck and ears.And somehow, Rey found that quite adorable.“Don’t say that.”She said, slowly pulling her wristband off her wrist. “You are not a freak.”His eyes widen as he saw the name written across her wrist, branded her as his by the universe.But instead of being happy, Kylo just looked hurt.“Am I that much of a disappointment that you chose to cover up my name and pretend I don’t exist?”“What? No!” Rey cried. she bit her lower lip, and decided to answer him honestly. “When your name appeared. I was already in love with someone else.”Kylo looked like he just got punched in the stomach. “He was my first friend, my only friend, the only person in this world who gave a damn whether I lived or died.” She looked into his eyes, and continued. “We fit together. When I talked to him I felt like I wasn’t alone. Like no matter how far away he was, he was still right there for me.”Kylo just looked confused, which make her confession harder than it already was.Rey sighed.“I fell in love with him even without knowing his real name, what he looked like, or what he sounded like.” She smiled softly. “Well, not until today, at least.”Kylo’s face looked almost comical when he came to realization of what she just said. His face broke into a smile for the very first time, and Rey felt her heart beating rapidly inside her chest.“I…” She blushed, looked down to her feet when she talked to him. “I don’t like sand.”She heard a soft chuckled forming in his throat. Man, she could listen to that sound all her life.“Careful there, I heard having twins is a lot of work.”“How about we grab something to eat first?” She relaxed. That was Kylo she knew.“Sure, and on our way back to the campus we can pick up some onesies for the twins. You can’t be too prepared.”“Shut up, Ben.” Rey smiled.“See, we aren’t even married and you already know how to boss me around.” He teased. “Oh. And I have one more question?”“Yeah?” “What’s your name?”

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