#kylo ren x original female character

[write-and-wander]

Touch: Chapter 7

Pairing:  Kylo Ren x Fem!Reader

Warnings:  Swearing, angst, and a new version of the sequels

Word count:  7.6K

Author’s note: Everything comes down to this- the final chapter :)

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Chapter 7: Journey's End

He’s searching for someone.  Who?  He’s not quite sure anymore.  A Kenobi not yet brought to the dark side, now running loose, should be his enemy.  Another target to hunt down before the resistance gains another leg up.  A companion gifted to him by the force, however- someone who needs him just as much as he needs her- that’s something entirely different altogether.  If he is meant to rule the galaxy with her by his side, then he now has no way of protecting her.  What if they find her first?  What if she strays from her purpose- from our purpose?

He knows that if you were to turn against him, you could very well be his downfall.  What if I don’t have the strength to stop her?

He paces the room, his mind racing through multitudes of possibilities and their solutions.  The tablet still sits open on the table, the red indicator for the missing ship’s tracker still lying to him.  You are gone.  And he has no way of finding you.  Unless…

The force has brought us together before, he thinks, focusing on you; on the shift in the atmosphere- in the force itself- when you were present.  He calls out to the force.

And it answers him.

As if rounding a corner, you walk in, your name immediately tumbling from his lips.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

You’re walking- almost jogging- through the resistance base, discerning faces and scanning over heads in the search for Poe.  Come on, come on, where is he?  You pull a couple of different people aside, asking them if they’ve seen Dameron, only to be met with shrugs and wild guesses.  You start to make your way out of the main rooms and begin to weave through hallways, praying to the force that you don’t get yourself lost in the maze of the bustling base.  You come to a fork and stop for a moment before you feel the force pulling you to the left.  Rounding the corner, you stop dead in your tracks at the sound of your name and the sight of your abandoned Commander.

“Where are you?” He asks right away, his voice gentle.

Why would the force do this now, of all times?  “I need to go,” you say curtly.  You try to move past him, but he steps over, blocking your way.

“You were so close,” he says low, his brown eyes boring into yours.

You pause and take a breath to speak, but you can’t seem to find anything to say.

“Please, come back to me,” he pleads, his voice breaking, “I feel so lost.”

You shake your head, taking a step back.  He closes the gap, his face just inches from yours.

“Come home,” he whispers, bringing his arms up to your sides.  He lowers his eyes to level with yours and moves to grab your shoulders.

Just before his hands touch you, the man right in front of your face snaps to Poe Dameron, whose hands are now holding your shoulders.

“Hey, you!” he greets with a smile.

You jump, breathing hard.

“Woah, woah, hey-” his voice drops as he immediately switches gears, “you okay, Kenobi?”

Relaxing into his grasp, you let his strong arms keep you steady as you collect yourself.

“Yeah, yeah-”

“Deep breaths,” he interjects.

You nod, swallowing hard.  “I need you to come with me to Coruscant.”

“Just me?”

You nod again.

“Why?”

“I have something you need.”  You watch excitement grow in his face as he nods, taking your hand.

“Well, then, what are we waiting for?”

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

You land on Coruscant shortly before Poe does, as he had followed you closely on the trip over.  You land further off than you normally would, attempting to divert attention to from your house.

When you walk in, you realize that this time, the house feels stale.  There’s a noticeable layer of dust on the surface- this place hasn’t been so well kept.  Did Vilya just… stop taking care of this place?

Poe lands even further yet, and waits a while to follow you into your home.

“So,” he starts, looking around at your home. “this yours, or?”

“Yeah,” you answer quick, focused on what you came for.  You head straight into your parent’s bedroom and withdraw the wayfinder from its hiding spot for the last time. 

Poe is looking around when you return. You hold it out towards him.  His eyes widen.

“Here.”

“How the hell did you manage to get this from them?” He asks with a grin, taking it from your hands to inspect it.

“I didn’t.”

He freezes, looking up at you.  “Then how do you have it?”  Though his words form a question, his sudden shift to a cold tone frames it more like a statement.

“It’s a long story, Poe.”

“Oh, we’ve got time,” he retorts.  He pockets the wayfinder.

Staring back at him, your expression shifts from nervous to hurt.  Does he not trust me?  I guess I didn’t think about how I would explain this to him.  How do I even begin to explain everything?

“You’re lucky I trust you,” he adds, pulling up a chair to sit and motioning for you to follow suit, “or you wouldn’t still be standing.  Now talk.”

You nod, sitting down in front of him.  You know you can’t blame him for his reaction- any person with half a brain would respond in kind.  You’ve never seen Poe this guarded before though- especially with you- and it’s unsettling, to say the least.  Shaking off your discomfort, you collect yourself.

“Remember how my parents left me a few gifts after they disappeared?”

He nods.

“That was one of them.  But it was different then.  The light in there was green.  It felt different when I carried it.”

“Different how?”

“It wasn’t anything... dark; just the opposite, actually- it was light.  And it promised hope.  And I used it to find Luke.”

“Skywalker?”

You nod.  “Turns out, he changed it so my dad could find him down the line- but when my dad disappeared, he changed it so I could use it.”

“That’s a real convoluted way of leaving an emergency contact,” he quips, relieving some of the tension in the room.

“Wasn’t my idea,” you defend, putting your hands up.

“Fair point…” he affirms with a soft smile.  “So why’d it change?”

“Well, Luke smashed it the second I showed it to him.”

Poe laughs, “right.”

You can’t tell if he was being sarcastic, but you’d rather not try to clarify.  Instead, you continue.  “But I wanted it back.  It was still something my parents gave me, and I thought maybe it was worth a shot.”

“So, what, you built a new one?”

“No, no, I, uh…” You pause, realizing this is going to sound ridiculous.  “I reached out to the force, and it… fixed it.”

Poe stares blankly.

Desperate to move things along so as to not waste anymore time, you give up on trying to explain it.  “It would make more sense if I could show you.”

“Sure,” he says hesitantly, clearly not buying your story, but not in complete disbelief either.

“May I?” you ask softly, lifting your hand to his temple. 

He shoots you a confused look, but when your expression remains completely serious, he finally nods. 

You place your hand on the side of his head and call out to the force.  Please.  Let me show him.  Show him what you showed me...  Show him the wayfinder.

Your memories flash through the front of your mind- holding the wayfinder, hiding it, using it to find Luke, watching it shatter, reaching into the dark side to retrieve it, seeing Exegol, hiding it from Poe, hearing of it on the resistance base, and handing it to Poe.  You drop your hand in your lap, watching Poe’s expression shift from confusion to resolution.

“I’ll be damned,” he murmurs.  “You’re a special one, Kenobi.”  He stands.

“So you’ll get it to Rey?”

“I will.”

“Do you think General Organa will be okay with it?”

“I think she’ll be relieved to know it’s almost over.”

You nod, taking a deep breath in relief.  It’s almost over, you repeat to yourself.

“What’ll you do?”

You stand.  “You’ll need time to get everyone ready and get over to Exegol, right?”

He nods.

“I’m gonna buy you some time.”

His face falls as he mutters your name in disbelief, his head tilting slightly to one side.

“I’ll make sure the Order isn’t on your backs.  And if they are, like I said: I’ll buy you some time.  I’m kind of a big deal over there,” you joke half-heartedly.

He shakes his head.  “Are you sure?” he asks, concern saturating his tone.  He knows better than to try to stop you- not because you couldn’t be convinced otherwise, but because he knows damn well he’d try to pull the same card if he were in your shoes.  That was something the two of you undeniably had in common- the guts it takes to come up with big plans, and the iron will to try no matter how risky. 

“I’m sure,” you answer with a deep breath, “it’s the least I can do.”

He nods, reaching out to shake your hand.  You oblige, before he immediately pulls you into a proper hug.  “Just come back to us, okay?” he whispers.

“Only if you promise to come back too.”  You pull away just enough to look him in the eyes.

Poe lets out a breathy laugh.  “You’ve got a deal.”

With one final squeeze, you both let go.

Poe heads straight to his ship and you watch him take off.

You’re about to jump into your own ship when you pause for a moment.  Though you made a promise, you both knew it wasn’t one you were certain you could keep.  You decide that, just in case you don’t make it back to your new home- to your family- you want to get one last look at the place you grew up in.  Just a few minutes can’t hurt.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

He’s tearing through space in his TIE Whisper, combing through the galaxy using the force- though it isn’t helping as much as he had hoped.  He feels like he’s holding his hands straight out in front of him, reaching into darkness, feeling around blind, hoping that eventually his fingers will graze your shoulder just long enough for him to understand how he can reach you.  She’s close.  I can feel it.

He glances at the navigator and sees a familiar planet marked on the map.  He looks up, almost as if to confirm that this map isn’t lying to him too.  Coruscant is right there.  He thinks back to the tablet- to the tracker installed in his ship that you managed to remove.  He’s hesitant.  Would she really have come here?  Where I could so easily find her?  Is she leading me away from something else?  He debates diverting his path, feeling stuck between going after his latest lead and going after you.  If she is my way forward, he reasons, then I can have both.

Arriving at Coruscant, he sees a ship parked away from your home and lands next to it.  It felt odd to be back at this place- it’s been a while since he last visited.

With your first trip home, he used the tracker in your ship to pinpoint where your house was.  In between your visits home, he would stop by to search through your house, ensuring his own security.  Unfortunately, on one such visit, he ran into a woman dressed as a stormtrooper stocking up some food in your cupboards, her face red and stained with tears.  Even worse, he recognized her; she tried to replace him years ago.  He knew it would only be a matter of time before she turned you away from him, used you against him, or managed to do both.  He was quick to dispose of her.

He leaves his helmet in his ship and walks up to the doorway, in which the door was wide open.  For a moment, he worries that this is a trap, but the thought vanishes the moment he sees you.  You’re alone, humming to yourself as you stand in the center of the main area, looking around the space.  Again, he speaks your name into the silence.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

You jump at the sound of a familiar voice calling to you, whipping around to see Kylo standing in the door.

“I was worried I’d never find you again,” he professes breathily as he rushes towards you, raising his arms to embrace you.

You step back, uncertain of what to say.

He stops while his brows stitch together upward in a pained expression of confusion, arms slowly returning to his sides.

“I don’t need you anymore,” you assert, finally finding your words.  “I found someone to restore my memory.  I just wanna be home now.”

“But you promised…” he trails off.

Your heart breaks as you watch his face.  He looks exhausted.  Desperate.  Lost.  You think of the resistance and the friends counting on you as they prepare for their hardest fight yet.  You think of what Luke had said to you when you first met: ‘You can guide him back.’

“I can’t do this without you,” he adds, his voice hovering just above a whisper.

Taking a deep breath, you nod.  “Okay…  But I won’t go back to the Finalizer-”

“You won’t have to,” he interjects, “I know where to go.  Just come with me.  Please.”  He offers his hand to you.

You take it, your motions stuttering for a moment as a wave of déjà vu hits you- you’ve seen this before too.  Maybe this is how the force reassures me that this is the right way, you wonder, by reminding me of those visions.

As your hands join, you both pause to take in the moment before moving on.  Kylo leads you out of your house and onto his personal ship.  He plugs in a new set of coordinates and takes off.

You’re both silent on the way over.  Kylo is focused on piloting the ship, eager to get wherever it is you’re going as fast as possible.  Meanwhile, you’re thinking about everything that suddenly seems to be happening at once, worried that you’re bound to let someone down.  Before you can worry about it any longer, you seem to arrive at the destination as Kylo lands his ship.

He steps out and offers his hand to help you step down onto the slippery surface of the wreckage, surrounded by raging sea.  The roaring waves seem to you like a physical manifestation of the dark chaos that surrounds this place.  In your mental periphery, whispers tease as your thoughts.  You brush them off, focusing on your footsteps.  One step at a time. Keep moving forward.

Kylo guides you through the wreckage of the destroyed spacecraft, eventually making it to the room in which the wayfinder was kept.  Your heart stops as you watch him pick up a pyramid made of stone and green glass.  There’s another one?  As he picks up the guiding device, admiring it, your heart continues to sink as you realize: not only is our deal over, but now the resistance is in danger.

He turns to you.

“Is that the wayfinder?” you ask, hoping he’ll buy into your clueless act.  Think, you plead with yourself.

He nods.

“So… what did you need me for?”

“We can move forward now- together,” he begins, closing the gap between the two of you.

You pause for a moment, trying to think of something to say, desperate for a course of action.  I can’t convince him to stop.  But I can’t let him have that wayfinder.  Suddenly, it dawns on you.

You hold your hand out in front of you.  “Can I hold it?” you ask, softening your tone as best as you can.

“You won’t be able to use it.  You don’t even understand-”

“I know, but… The Force gives me visions.  Sometimes it shows me the past, sometimes it guides me towards the future.”  You place a hand on his shoulder.  “I want to understand,” you whisper.

He nods, gently placing the object in your hands. 

You take a couple of steps back as you stare down at it.  Visions of Exegol flood your mind again- but this time, darkness grows as lightning erupts from below the surface up into the sky above.  Your eyes widen.  No, focus, you reprimand yourself. You look up at Kylo.  Without another word, you think of Luke and smile.

“What do you see?” He asks as his face begins to light up.

With as much strength as you can muster, you catapult the wayfinder through the massive broken window on your left.

Kylo’s gaze follows the object as it flies into the violent waves outside.  In an instant, curious eyes flip to rage.  He draws his saber.

Without a moment of hesitation, you draw both of your own sabers.

“First, I killed your father,” he growls, his volume rising as he walks around you in a circle, “then, I killed your friend-”

Vilya, you realize in horror, no!

“Don’t make me kill you too,” he yells, his threat echoing against the metallic walls surrounding you.

With a yell, you charge at him, lifting both sabers and bringing them down towards his head.

A clash rings out as his saber crashes into your own, blocking your attack.  Kylo pushes up and to the right, forcing your blades off of his own and bringing them downward.

As he attempts to swipe at your legs, you jump and twist around to swing towards his arm.

He spins out of your blade’s path as you land and jumps off the mass of shrapnel behind him, pushing his blade straight down towards your shoulder.

You roll out of the way and jump up as Kylo swings at you again, meeting his blade with one of yours.  You aim your other saber at his side, but he swings down to catch it with is.

With an angry yell he begins to swing wildly, moving towards you.  You start to walk backwards to maintain distance, catching his blade with one of yours at the end of every swing.

Making your way out of the room, you manage to find an opening and graze his side as you spin your saber around his arm.

He retracts for just a moment- just long enough for you to turn and run.

He chases you outside of the decaying construct, catching the back of your thigh with the tip of his saber. 

With a cry, you reflexively spin around with your blades pointed towards him.  Your foot nearly slips on the soaked metal you stand on, but you manage to catch yourself and use it to slide over to dodge another attack.

Kylo continues to push you backward as he swings at you with increasing speed and ferocity, his anger guiding his every move.  He lifts his saber over his head and forces it downward, meeting both of your sabers crossed over one another in a screaming clash. 

You struggle to keep the red saber away as he pushes down, forcing you onto your knees.

“After everything I did for you,” he spats through gritted teeth, “you destroyed our future.”

Just as your arms are about to give out, the pressure suddenly lifts and Kylo stares out blankly.

He hears his mother’s voice calling out to him. ‘Ben,’ she whispers.

In an instant, you realize this is your only chance to get out alive.  I promised.  You spin back up to your feet and bring your blade down on Kylo’s thigh. 

He feels that she’s fading, and a searing pain in his leg tears him away from her, and then she’s gone.  He drops to his knees with a cry. 

Before he can retaliate at all, you’re sprinting towards his ship.  He stands to chase after you, but as he turns, he sees his father, Han Solo, standing in the way.  Another wave crashes over him.  The water comes down, and with it, Han Solo is gone.

And you are flying away.

I can still buy them time.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

When Kylo finally gets back to the Finalizer, you are the only thing on his mind.  Finding you has never been more crucial to his life’s work.

However, the moment he arrives, he’s called to the throne room.  His search will have to wait- just for a while.  Soon.

Walking in, he kneels before Snoke, who briefly delivers the news.

Time suddenly moves differently as the words ring in his mind.  ‘She’s been sent for execution.  She is useless to us now- and only a distraction to you.  A weakness to be eliminated.’

Unbridled fury blinds him and commands his body to move.  Though his mind is far from him, his body is swift in its delivery of judgement.  It all seems to move past him in a blur.  She’s dead, he hears, over and over and over in his mind, screaming louder and louder. She’s dead.  My future is gone before I could even reach her.  She’s dead.

When his body finally stops, his chest heaving in labored breath, he looks around him to see bodies scattered across the floor.  Snoke’s legs still sit in his throne, but his torso lies on the ground beside it.  The blood of the praetorian guards riddles their already-red suits with dark crimson splotches. 

He’s killed his way through everyone that attempted to confuse him- to turn him from his destiny- and yet he’s never felt so lost.

But before he has another moment to think, someone else reaches out to him.

‘Kylo Ren,’ a familiar voice called out in his mind, ‘You are losing your way- straying from the legacy of your grandfather.  Join me.  Allow me to guide you again.’

“Okay,” Kylo whispers to himself.  He finally tears his eyes away from the slaughter he’s surrounded himself with and heads to his ship, on which a map through the Unknown Regions has been transmitted.  Ignoring the unfolding chaos around him, he takes off from the Finalizer’s hangar, headed for Exegol.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

As the troopers drag you away for execution, adrenaline slows time down to a crawl.  You think about everything that has seemed to go wrong since you made it to Chandrila, and how every decision- whether for better or worse- has brought you here.  You think about your father, the man you never got to meet again who died just the same way you’re about to.  It’s almost poetic.  Almost.

You think about the people you care about.  Vilya, who sacrificed her livelihood and her life for you.  Poe, whose promise you’d be breaking.  Kylo, who may never make it back to the light.  Finn and Rey, who trained with you and welcomed you into the family you never had.  Luke, who became like a father to you.  Obi-Wan, the man who believed in you despite the odds, and would now have to be let down.

Be with me, Grandfather, you think as the troopers bring you to your knees, the laser ax humming near your ear.

‘Bring balance back to the force,’ his voice replied urgently, ‘balance, padawan.’

You hear the whispers of the dark side teasing your mind again, and this time, you take its hand.  In one swift movement, you wrench from their grasp, turn around, and lift both troopers off the ground in a chokehold with the force.  The moment they fall unconscious, you dash to the hangar, taking the lesser-known hallways and shortcuts you've grown acquainted with to get there as fast as you can undetected.  When you arrive, you run to the closest ship and hop in, taking off the moment the ship starts running.  Though some troopers notice your sudden departure via an unauthorized ship, their blasts are powerless against your escape.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

Arriving back to the resistance base, you’re surrounded by chaos.  Countless ships are beginning to take off, while many others are speeding around to gather their supplies and say just-in-case goodbyes and well wishes.  Looking for any familiar face, you find Finn handing off gear to some pilots.

“Finn!” You call out over the noise of the crowd, weaving through the bodies to reach him.

His head perks up at his name, and upon your arrival, he greets you.

“Have the others left yet?”

“Rey is already there.  I think Poe is on his way, but he’s still reaching out to our allies for help.”

You nod.  “What about General Organa?” you ask, realizing the normally hands-on general is nowhere to be seen.

Finn's face falls.  He glances to the pilots, who wear a similar expression, and they take the rest of the gear before promptly heading off to their respective ships. 

“She’s gone,” he says finally.

Your heart sinks.  I didn’t know…

“But we carry on,” he adds.  “In her honor, and in the name of everyone we've lost along the way.”  Finn puts his hands on your shoulders.  “We could use your help.”

“I’m no pilot-”

“No,” he interjects, shaking his head, “Help Rey.”

“I don’t know if I can-”

“You have to try,” he pleads.

His look of desperation takes you back.

“Someone has to try,” he reiterates.  “I’ve seen you train.  You’re the only one of us who can keep up with her, and I’m worried she can’t do it alone.”

“Okay,” you nod, “I’ll try.”

He pulls you in for a hug, whispering a ‘thank you’ beside your ear.

“I’ll see you later then,” you suppose.

“See you there,” he confirms as he takes off towards the base.

You get back into the ship you had taken from the Finalizer to find that Finn sent you the map they had retrieved from the wayfinder.  With a deep breath and a prayer to the force, you take off to Exegol.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

Rey steps off of her ship and onto the ground of Exegol with Leia’s lightsaber in hand.  Before her stands- no, floats- what must be an old Sith temple just above the planet’s surface.  She looks up at the massive black structure as lightning strikes the ground nearby at random.  She moves forward, eventually finding a platform that begins to lower her underground.

She watches the statues surrounding her grow in height as the platform falls lower and lower until it finally stops.  She steps off and follows the guidance of the force as it leads her into the amphitheater that holds Darth Sidious, held by the Ommin Harness, and his throne.  She slowly walks up to Sidious, who greets his granddaughter with an all-too ominous sense of anticipation. 

With words he knows will sting, Sidious taunts her, insisting that her legacy is here.  Though a comment on her parents and a threat to her friends tempts her for a moment to give in, the force pulls her back as she realizes:  I’m not alone.

You’ve arrived- she can feel it. And you’re just in time.

She steps away, the hum of her drawn saber echoing in the massive room.

Sidious senses a shift and pulls back.  At the same time, the Sovereign Protectors make their way out of the shadows.

Rey brings her blade up with a smile.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

Kylo lands beside an old X-Wing fighter when he arrives to the stormy planet.  The dark side is potent here, meaning that the light stands out all the more- and Rey is a crimson stain on a blanket of snow.  He doesn’t need to see her to know that she’s already here.  In his mind, though, it’s just one more person from a long line of people that must be eliminated.

“All these lives, just for control?” The voice of Han Solo beckons from behind, stopping Kylo in his tracks.

Kylo keeps his back to the ghost of his father.  “They’re sacrifices for the greater good.  Control can put an end to the suffering.”

“The suffering will never end, son.  It’s life.  And no matter how hard you try, you’ll always find more like me- people who want to really live.”

“I killed you!” Kylo bellows, fists clenching at his side. “What makes them any different?”

“Did you?” Han asks, taking steps towards his son.

Kylo stops.  For once, he’s wordless.

“No matter how hard we try to run, we always end up back home.  The sooner you accept that, the easier your life is gonna be, kid.”

“I have no home,” he laments, turning his head back just over his shoulder.

Then, Leia speaks: “Oh, that’s a terrible excuse.”

Finally, Kylo turns around to see his father and mother standing side by side, looking at him with nothing but compassion in their eyes.

“Pave a new path, Ben,” Leia beckons.

He takes a few long moments to think. 

“There’s so many choices,” he finally whispers.

“It never matters how many options there are,” she reassures him, “you’ll know which one is right.”

“But even the right path seems so dark now.”

“The light will find you,” Leia encourages.

“It always does,” Han adds.

His parents fade, and he turns to stare out to the horizon.  With a grunt, he throws his saber.  As it arcs in the air, a bolt of lightning strikes down, running through the lightsaber and reaching the ground.  The hilt cracks as it falls to the dead earth, the kyber crystal inside shattered into pieces.

No more.

“Ben?”

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

When you arrive to Exegol, you take comfort in the feeling of having been here before; it gives you more confidence in your ability to help Rey.  Landing near the massive black box that seems to float on the planet’s surface, you notice two other ships are already there.  You take your place in line with them and step out of your ship. 

Your eyes are immediately drawn to the man you had been running from for so long now.  He stands at a distance, his body half-facing you, and yet he seems to be staring off into nothing, taking no notice of your arrival.  You watch as he throws his lightsaber into the horizon, a lightning bolt catching it as it flies.

You hesitantly walk towards him, but as you approach, you realize something is off.  The man before you is not at all the man you had come to know, and at the same time, he has never seemed to be more himself.  Suddenly, you’re reminded of one of the first times you had seen into his mind, all those months ago: the visions of his mother longing for him to come home- the sound of her calling his name.  As you look to the man before you, only one name comes to mind; so, in a shaky voice, you call to him:

“Ben?”

He turns to you.  The light.  His mind takes a moment to process the sight in front of him. He runs to you.  Before you can embrace, he stops just short.  But what if she’s only a ghost, too; here to haunt me for my failure?

You sense his hesitation, his fear, and his aching heart.  You take his hand in both of yours.  “It’s me,” you affirm softly.

His shoulders relax as he lets out a shaky, thankful breath.  She’s alive.  Despite his moment of blissful victory, he is still left unsure of what to do or say next.

Something tells you he didn’t come here to help.  Yet, you know now that he can.  Together, you think. 

“I have to do this,” you finally say, your voice carrying a greater confidence than you were used to.

“I know,” he says softly.

“And you do too.”

He nods.  “Together.”

You remove your sabers from your belt and hold them out in front of you.  Your eyes linger on the saber in your left hand- Anakin’s saber.  The one Kylo unknowingly brought you to in Tatooine.  The one Luke gifted to you and trained you with.  The one that could bring balance to the force when carried with the other.  Looking back up at Ben, you hand him his grandfather’s lightsaber.

You both draw your grandfathers’ blades as the Knights of Ren suddenly surround you.  Clashing blades and strained yells and thuds of bodies ring out in a cacophony accompanied by the sound of thunder as you fight.  As blades once turned against each other return back to weapons meant to work together, you both feel the spirits of Obi-Wan and Anakin guide your minds and your blades to act as one.  Though fighting well, the Knights of Ren could not stop the power set in motion by the two of you.

It's as if the force is using you both to heal a wound neither caused.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

Luke was first caught off guard by the smell of smoke, as if a giant bonfire had been started somewhere nearby.  It wasn’t until he saw the source of the smoke that he began to panic.

Running towards the old tree, he’s horrified to see flames engulfing the trunk.  As he begins to hopelessly attempt to put out the flames, he realizes Yoda has been standing there all along in his ghostly form.

“Help me!” Luke cries out in desperation.

“No need, there is.  Start the fire, I did.”

Luke stops as Yoda’s words sink in.  “You did what?”

“Time, it is.  Pave a new path, we must.  One of balance.  Set in motion, you must,” Yoda explains.

“But we could still use those!”

“Create something new, you cannot, if, cling to the old, you will.”

Though a little reluctant to admit it, Luke sees the truth of Yoda’s words, even if he disagreed with the drastic actions taken to underline them.  It was time to let go of the idea that there could only be one or the other- light or dark.  He could still leave a legacy, but it could be a better one; it could be dedicated to accepting the balance already within the force.

“So how do we start?”

“Your nephew- needs you, he does.  To Exegol, you must go.  Made right, wrongs will be.”

Luke wonders if perhaps the force will make a way for him, so he could still help guide his nephew; perhaps he didn’t fail Ben completely.  Maybe he could help his latest padawans, too.  But there’s only one way to know.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••  

You and Ben manage to finish off the Knights of Ren and make it down to the throne room of the Sith Citadel by the time Rey defeats the last of the Sovereign Protectors.

As Rey steadies herself again, the three of you line up and ready your blades.  For a moment, with the each of you giving it your all, it seems you just manage to counter every move Sidious can throw at you.  We have a chance of winning this.  However, after only a few moments of vicious back-and-forth attacks, Sidious forces the three of you backward.

Holding Rey and Ben back with the lightning that streaks from his hand, Sidious force chokes you, lifting you up and towards him.  “Give into your pain,” he growls at you. 

He then turns to Ben.  “Your anger made you stronger,” he taunts.  He throws you off to the side, your back slamming into the stone wall surrounding you. 

Using the force, he holds you there, a few meters off the ground.  “And you cannot save them all,” he cackles to Rey as the ceiling of the Citadel splits open.

Hanging above you are hundreds and hundreds of ships flying amidst a massive Sith fleet.  Canon blasts riddle the sky as the ships all fire at each other.  Suddenly, a gigantic bolt of lightning arcs up into the sky, splitting into hundreds of small branches, each attaching to a resistance ship.

As the lightning shoots upward, Sidious slams you to the ground.

You hear both Rey and Ben yell as you hit the ground with a thud and blackout.

When you come back to consciousness, you look up to see Luke standing a few yards away from Sidious.  Casting out from his hands is a cluster of lightning, aimed directly for Luke.

Luke’s eyes are set on Sidious, his determination made clear in his expression.  On the other side of the bolts of lightning are Luke’s hands, catching the lightning and pushing it backward.

Sidious laughs as Luke begins to slide backwards due to the force of the attack he’s holding back.

Blueish spheres of energy begin to build in front of Luke’s palms as he finally holds his ground and begins to take steps towards Sidious.

Sidious’ expression shifts to concern as Luke overtakes the power used against him and harnesses it.

With a shout, Luke pushes the energy he had channeled back to Sidious, and suddenly the lightning bolt branching out in the air above disappears as Sidious is forced backwards.  Cracking and crashing sounds ring out as the harness holding Sidious up and keeping him alive breaks down, some pieces falling to the ground.

Luke flies backwards from the resulting explosion, landing hundreds of feet away from the fight.

Ben jumps up with his saber, set to fly down on Sidious and split him in half, but he’s stopped just inches before his blade can touch the Sith.  His saber falls to the ground as he’s held in the air.

You finally manage to get to your feet and run to Luke, but before you can make it even halfway to him, you’re suddenly being dragged backwards towards Sidious.

In just a few moments, You and Ben have been forced to your knees side by side.  You watch helplessly as beams of whispering, swirling light are drawn out for your chest and his.  You feel the force cry out as you become increasingly weaker.  Your body fights to get into overdrive as death draws near, but to no avail.

A sick laughter echoes in the chamber as Sidious watches his decomposing body come back to life, sapping the power of a dyad.

Suddenly, the pressure holding you and Ben up relieves and you both drop.

Rey stands between you, two sabers clutched in her hands.

Another arc of lightning crackles over your head, which Rey catches and pushes back with Obi-Wan’s saber.

“I,” Sidious bellows, his voice ringing out in the room and in your minds as you struggle to stay awake, “am all the Sith.”

Rey begins to push forward.  As she passes you, you can hear the voices of countless people whispering.  This time, the whispers aren’t dark, hissing threats.  Instead, light seems to glow around her as the whispers make her stronger.

“And I,” she answers through gritted teeth, drawing Anakin’s saber and crossing the blade over Obi-Wan’s, “am all the Jedi.”

She reaches the steps of Sidious’ decayed throne and forces the lightning back onto him. 

His flesh begins to rip and tear away from his bones.  He cries out in agony as his power, his throne, and his life are finally ripped away from him for the last time until there is nothing left.

The moment he’s gone, you glance up at the skies to see the Sith ships explode as the resistance ships- now recovered and revitalized with hope- destroy everything that’s left.

You smile weakly, looking back to Ben to make note of the victory, but he’s no longer there.

He sits beside Rey, who lies limp on the ground.

You manage to crawl over to her.

“Do something,” he pleads to you.

I’m the healer.  I should be able to do something.  You look down and gingerly take Rey’s body from Ben’s hands.  As you hold her, though, you sense that she is too far gone for any tincture or medicine.

“Give her to me,” Luke instructs softly as he kneels down next to you.

You look up at him hesitantly as you shift Rey from your lap into his.

“It’s time we bring an end to the Jedi, too,” he begins, looking between you and Ben as he holds Rey, one hand cradling her head while one rests on her stomach.  “One extreme will always foster the growth of the other.  Forge a new way.”

You nod, and though you don’t understand why, something churns in your stomach telling you that this is goodbye.

Ben nods, and it seems he understands more than you do.  “Thank you,” he whispers, his eyes sparkling as they well up.  A tear gently rolls down his cheek in silence.

With a soft smile, Luke closes his eyes and calls out to the force one last time.  He takes a deep breath.

Rey’s breathing grows stronger as color comes back to her body.  She looks over to you, then to Ben, then to Luke.

You smile at the sight of Rey sitting up, her strength renewed.

She turns to Luke to thank him, but before the words make it out, Luke disappears.

You blink a few times as you look down to see his robes left behind in his place.

Rey turns back to you both with a grin, sharing a knowing look.

Though he’s gone, you realize you can still sense his presence, and you finally understand.

Without wasting another moment, you pull Rey and Ben into an embrace.  You all let out a breathy, almost incredulous laugh.  We did it.  We won.

You all help each other onto your feet and stand.  Rey gathers the robes of her mentor and calls the stray sabers to her hands.  You and Ben take your sabers back from Rey and look up to the skies. 

Though the ships are no longer firing, and most are still, you can almost hear their cheers from down here.  One by one, the resistance and their allies begin to take off, heading back to wherever they came from.

The three of you silently return to your ships.  Rey gets into hers first.

“I’ll meet you there,” you promise.

She nods, thanking the both of you one last time, and takes off to return to the resistance base.

You watch her leave before looking back down at Ben, who can’t seem to take his eyes off of you. 

He closes the gap between you and wraps his arms around you in a strong embrace.

You return the affection without a moment of hesitation.

While you’re holding each other, it feels as if something has finally finished; as if a chapter is closed- one that you both-and the force itself- were waiting for all along.

You let go just enough to see Ben’s face and, with as much courage as you have left, kiss him.

When you finally pull away from each other, you both wear a bright smile.

“I need to return to my friends,” you finally say.

“Go,” he encourages, walking backwards to his ship.

“Where will I find you?”

“I’ll be home.”

You laugh as you watch him take off.  You know he means your home, in Coruscant- but, you do like the idea of sharing it with him.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ •• 

Arriving back to the resistance base, you struggle to find a place to land among the scattered ships that were hastily parked and the masses of people celebrating the final victory.  Eventually, you do find a place to comfortably park your ship.

Although you’re exhausted from the insane day you had just endured, you’re also antsy to see your friends again.  You wander through the clusters of people, scanning for anyone you recognize.  You realize trying to ask anyone for direction would be hopeless- not just because they would have no real answer, but also because they’re caught up in their own moments.  Finally, your eyes land on Rey and Finn, locked in a tight embrace. 

You jog over to them and see a weary looking Poe approaching the couple.  You run straight to him, nearly toppling him over in a hug.  He lets out an easy laugh.

“Thank you,” you whisper.

“For what?”

“For keeping your promise.”

“Only because you kept yours,” he answers, relief clear in his voice. 

You lightly peck his cheek and pull away.

He gives you a wink before Finn barges in and hugs Poe, the two of them laughing.  You turn to Rey and the two of you embrace again, your laughter joining the cacophony of jubilation that surrounds you all.

It’s over.  You all won.  And you can change the future for the better.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ •• 

After some retellings of the battles you each fought and making plans to meet up again to discuss the journey that now lies before you all, you decide it’s time to head back home.  You start making your way back to your ship to see Luke leaning against it, grinning as he waves at you.  Beside him is Obi-Wan, arms crossed, watching with a smile.  The two of them, though appearing to you clear as day, seem to be somewhat translucent.  You stop in your tracks.

“Thank you,” you whisper to them, “for everything.”

With a wink from one and a nod from the other, they fade away.

You get back to your ship and arrive at Coruscant to see Ben standing outside, leaning against the doorway of your home as he watches the sunset.  When you reach him, he lifts and spins you in another hug, setting you back down with a kiss.  There is so much to say, but for now, it will have to wait.

The two of you head inside to celebrate, rest, and dream about the future you will create together.

(Epilogue)

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[mimeisspeaking]

Beautiful Silence (Kylo Ren x fem!character)

Summary- Kylo Ren wakes up from a nightmare, luckily, he's with his princess.

Warnings- slight mention of death

Word Count- 676

A/N- This isn't my first time writing but it is my first time showing it to someone other than my mom so it's likely not the best. I also uploaded this from my notes app so the format is very weird and gross. Anyway, this is just sleepy Kylo Ren fluff so enjoy!

(p.s. HAPPY PRIDE MONTH BITCHES!!)

Kylo is running. He is running and stars, he's never ran this hard. He's in a forest on some planet he's visited only once. Why is he running? Kylo wants to stop, he knows he can't run forever but he can't stop. It's like his feet have a mind of their own, that mind is stupid.

Suddenly, and by no will of his own, he turns around a tree and starts running a different direction. He starts to hear something he didn't before, water? He's out of the trees now and the sun is beating down on him and damn, why is he still running?! He's not sure how long the running lasted, it felt like hours, but he stops now. There's someone in front of him? Not close enough to see his features but there's definitely someone there. He's turning around and no, no he's dead.

There's no way this is happening, Han Solo is dead. "I am dead, you know better than anyone, don't you?" Han Solo is speaking. How is he speaking? HE'S DEAD!

"Why? WHY CAN'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE?" Kylo cries back.

"I am you, Ben. You carry my memory with you, you once carried my name."

Kylo turns back and he runs, it's not his feet this time, he wants to run. It's his will now and he can tell. He's sweating, and his heartbeat is roaring in his ear when-

Kylo opens his eyes.

Quietness.

Beautiful, beautiful silence.

The only sound is the hum of the generator and her quiet, deep breaths. He's in bed with his princess, his queen who deserves way better than him, wrapped into her while laying in a bed that is far too small for him. Kylo's head is resting against her chest, his thumping heart is replaced by the faint beats coming from the other side of her tearstained shirt. He remembers last night..

It was well into the night when Kylo ran out of a meeting that wasn't going his way and found his feet taking him to her room. He had placed his helmet on a table and his shoes beside them when he couldn't hold it in any longer. He pressed his face into the neck of his sleeping beauty and wept. Kylo wept, and she let him. They were in the midst of an argument about Maker knows what yet she still grabbed onto him, turning around and wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him into her as she whispered soft affirmations in that perfect voice of hers; "It's not your fault," "I'm not leaving you, Kylo."

Kylo hopes she knows how much he needs this. How much he needs her. He needs to wake up from one of his nightmares, with the sun barely out the window, entangled in her arms. He needs his angel to give him the affection he so craves but will never ask her for.

Kylo's grip on her waist tightens and he pulls her impossibly close, knowing they'll never get close enough to satisfy him. At this movement, his goddess's hand goes straight to his hair, unconsciously massaging his scalp.

He hopes she knows how much he loves her. He's not good at showing it and he understands that. He'll likely crawl out of her bed in a couple of hours, leaving her without his overwhelming body heat and in a cold, lonely bed. He hopes she doesn't think he has to do this because he doesn't want to lay with her until the last star burns out, or because he doesn't want to hold her so tightly in his arms until his muscles constrict. He can't do that, no matter how much he wants to, because he needs his strength, it's all he has. Maybe one day, he'll be able to wake her up with kisses on her lips, her nose, her eyelid. Maybe one day he'll be able to hold onto his princess until his muscles ache.

But for now, he'll close his puffy eyes, this time to dream of beautiful silence.

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[ivystoryweaver]

The Only One

Episode 7

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Summary: The last time you saw Poe was right before he blew up Starkliller Base - a huge victory for the Resistance. Things go to hell after that and you are separated from Poe, needing to rely on your instincts...and the Force. A huge secret starts to be revealed.

a/n: This Episode glosses over the events in the film The Last Jedi. You don't have to be knowledgeable about the sequel films to continue the story - everything that relates to Elia is summarized here. She is a bit separate from Poe during film events, so this is not a re-telling.

Pairing: Poe Dameron x female original character. Fic is written in second person, but the female "you" has a name (It reads basically the same as any other xreader)

Word Count: 1.6k

Content: violence, action, little angst (no more than in the films), not beta'd

PREVIOUSLY on "The Only One"...

He turned around one more time, granting you another sweet smile. “Wait for me, Ells. I’ll be right back.”

Somehow his humor and good nature gave you hope. Poe always gave you hope.

“May the Force be with you,” you whispered to no one really. Or, to all of them.

The next week was hell.

Which was, perhaps, what a demon like yourself deserved.

At first, the Resistance buzzed with the thrill of victory. Poe and his team destroyed Starkiller Base after Rebel legends Han Solo and Chewbacca worked together with the stormtrooper who defected and a young woman named Rey.

But before you could celebrate or have much of a reunion with Poe, the stormtrooper, who you learned was named Finn, was sent to medical in critical condition, while Rey supposedly flew away to find Luke Skywlaker.

Kylo Ren had murdered Han Solo.

You thought taking out Starkiller Base would give the Resistance a huge advantage in the uphill battle against the First Order, but the New Republic had suffered tremendous losses, crippling, if not obliterating support for the Resistance.

Your assignment kept you apart from Poe for days, so you hadn’t seen him since that fateful moment directly before the Starkiller Base battle.

...where he kissed you and asked you to wait for him.

So many had been lost since then - the chaos, nonstop. After the most recent attack took out most of Resistance command, someone named Holdo took over.

You were dying to see Poe, desperate to see for yourself that he was okay. Every time something else exploded, you felt sure you’d receive a report of his death. The stress piled up as you worked separately from Poe, thinking he might die, or you might die.

To make a desperate situation worse, the attack on the ship's bridge left Leia seriously wounded. And directly before Holdo took command, Poe was demoted, which infuriated you.

And, aside from the fact that you were (thankfully) able to focus, or hyper focus, as it were, on computer programming and other computer tech needs, the news of Commander Dameron's demotion was all you could think about...

...or talk about.

Thankfully, Perrha was with you for the past few days and was a wonderful grounding force for you.

Now, the Resistance was trying to safely land transports on the planet Crait.

Everyone watched in horror as one after the other, the First Order blew them out of the sky. You kept yourself busy working, tears streaming down your face at the thought of Poe being on one of those obliterated ships.

Poe felt the same way.

After maybe the worst week of his life (aside from when his mom died), Poe woke up from the little nap Leia's stun gun gave him. He listened patiently as Leia explained Holdo's plan, then watched in horror as transport after transport was obliterated.

"Where's Elia?" He asked Leia, as if she might somehow know. He had lost too many today, not only on the bridge, but when some of his closest friends died in the hangar explosion.

Leia shook her head, unsure.

Poe stared out into space. "Which one is she on?" He murmured, thankful that his new friend Finn was at least safe for the moment. Hopefully.

The planet's surface was so close. You and Perrha might make it through this. But who could be sure what awaited you on Crait, with the First Order bearing down hard?

As you entered the planet's atmosphere, the transport closest to yours exploded - near enough to your own that the blast and debris wreaked havoc. You were taking serious damage - hit hard enough to crash, just not to explode instantly like the neighboring transport.

Everyone around you was astoundingly calm, focused and professional, but a crash landing would not be avoidable.

Perrha's eyes met yours frantically as fire, debris and smoke filled the transport.

"We're not gonna make it," they gasped, coughing from all the smoke.

Panic gripped your heart. You didn't want to die. For once in your life, you really wanted to live and not just in terms of survival. You wanted to help the Resistance. You wanted them to win. You needed to learn about the Force, and ascertain from Leia if you were truly doomed to be a servant of the darkness.

Perrha was your friend and so was Poe. Your very best friend. Your heart broke as you thought of never seeing him again. It couldn't end this way.

So instead of giving in to despair, you opened yourself up to the flow of energy - no. The Force. A wall of fire swept through the transport.

"No." Your voice could barely be heard over the commotion. It wasn't a plea but a command.

Perrha cried out your name as you stretched out your hands and literally pushed the fire backward.

Your breathing steadied, your countenance - a mask of serenity. Your eyes fluttered closed as the Force surrounded you, flowed through you.

The fire would not touch you. Nor Perrha.

The remaining Resistance fighters watched from their transports, in awe, as a transport-on-fire gently touched down on the planet's surface.

You heard nothing. You only felt.

Calm.

Finally, you heard Perrha screaming your name. "This thing is gonna blow, come on!" They quite literally jerked you away - your boots thumping on the planet's surface as you ran for your life.

The ship exploded, knocking the survivors to the ground with a concussive force - dangerous, but not fatal.

Your ears rang, dusty salt filled your lungs, but Perrha hauled you up. You ran again, as fast as you had ever in your life.

The First Order had entered the planet's atmosphere and took up position at the mine entrance - the old Rebel base. Unfortunately, your transport's crash left you quite far away on foot. But thankfully, the First Order would assume your exploded crash site would leave no survivors - giving you time to run.

A battle raged overhead and in the distance. Blaster and cannon fire, and boot prints turned the ashy, salty surface blood red.

Your group finally made it to the mine, but there was no getting in the front entrance. The huge blaster door was sealed, but under heavy attack.

"Is there another way in?" You wondered aloud.

"Is there another way out?" Perrha countered, panicked. "Are they trapped in there?"

Your ragtag team rallied, determined to find a way to either get in to the safety of the mine, or help the remaining Resistance fighters escape, if they were trapped.

Suddenly you saw an old rust bucket ship zoom overhead and land at the edge of a shallow cliff.

Your team arrived just in time to see a young woman...making dozens of piles of rocks...float. This action served to clear a blocked path, allowing the Resistance fighters to escape the mine.

You saw the stormtrooper, Finn. The young woman must be Rey. You were so distracted by her dazzling display of the Force, that you almost didn't notice that just beside Finn...

was Poe.

Finn raced into Rey's arms for a hug, but it was Poe who noticed your ash-covered, singed, rag-tag crew, confused, for a moment, as to why you would have appeared with Rey.

"Elia," he breathed, pushing his way past anyone and everything in his path, including the huge boulders Rey had lifted moments before.

You were an adorable mess, most of your hair had tumbled out of your twin buns. Soot tarnished your cheeks and clothes. By some miracle your unlaced boots stayed in place while you ran for your life.

As Poe clambered toward you, your hands anxiously grabbed for your backpack straps…only to come up empty.

“M-my backpack,” you gasped, frantically touching your arms and chest.

Okay, people were dead.

Your transport crashed and exploded.

You only survived because you wielded the Force and ran for your life.

The First Order was bearing down.

Poe was alive!

But your brain?

“My backpack,” you repeated, desperately, craving the familiar soothing touchstone of its frayed straps.

“Here, sweetheart,” Poe gently offered, reaching for the fallen strap, to pull it back onto your shoulder. “Looks like the other one got burned.”

Which meant…

You grabbed for the other strap urgently, realizing the little pack might have been destroyed, leaving your wings out in the open.

Poe, so relieved to see you alive, wishing with all his heart that the could throw his arms around you, tried to understand…

“No, no no …” You shook your head, eyes wide with horror.

“Ells?” He asked, confused, holding up his hands in a supplicating manner, trying to show you he wouldn’t touch you if you didn’t want him to. “Baby, are you hurt?”

“I can’t…my backpack,” you gasped, short of breath. “I can’t…” Shaking your head rapidly, you backed away, running into Perrha…who got a look at your exposed back.

“Oh, Elia. A-are you - w-what happened…” they trailed off, glancing at Poe, confused at the sight of your tightly furled, dark wings. Perrha wasn’t sure if you were burned, or what was going on.

“What is it?” He demanded. “Is she hurt?” He reached for your arm to turn you around, but before his hand made contact, you clenched your fists and cried out.

“No!”

…sending tiny bits of rock flying outward from you body in every direction.

This got Rey’s attention.

As far as the young Jedi trainee knew, she and Leia were the only ones capable of this sort of thing.

Poe backed away, stunned, brushing bits of gravel from his face and hair, exchanging worried glances with Perrha, but determined to make sure you were all right.

He thought to approach you, but stopped short at a miraculous sight.

Your hair had tumbled down, beautiful and wild, your eyes closed in concentration.

Hands clenched by your sides, you held yourself still as bits of rock and earth circled you slowly.

And behind you, dark, slick wings unfurled.

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[madlittlecriminal]

Hello! I noticed you said you’re opening requests. If you’re not too busy, may I please request a Kylo Ren x female reader fluff/smut? Maybe they haven’t seen eachother in a while and have missed eachother? It’s not very original, haha. Thank you for reading this!

Feels Like Ages ➟ Kylo Ren × Female!Reader

you're welcome anon! now, just be mindful i tend to make aggressive characters/villains soft for their s/o so, kylo is DEFINITELY ooc & if you or anyone else in the fandom doesn't like it, i apologize. this is also pretty short, but anyway, here you go & i hope you enjoy!

Warnings: fluffy mild smut and kylo, mosty making out, so there isn't much smut, i apologize, the use of Ben like once or twice, reader and kylo were in a relationship in the past and never actually ended it

You paced back and forth, waiting the arrival of their leader. You heard of the First Order and knew their leader, Kylo Ren, was ruthless. He was apparently known for letting his anger get to him that he'd destroy anything that was near him.

However, when he entered the cell, he froze. "Why are you here?" With his mask on, you didn't know who it was, so you gave him an answer you figured he'd be okay with. "Your people captured me. Said I would be a good edition to the First Order or something like that." He nodded slowly. "What's with the mask though?" He chuckled. "Still the same old (Y/N), aren't you?" You raised an eyebrow at his question.

"How do you know my name?" He clicked the side of his mask, watching as it opened. Once he took it off, you gasped and he gave you a small smirk. "Ben?" He sighed. "It's Kylo, now." You walked over to him and rested a hand on his face. "Sure, but you will always be Ben to me." He sighed and touched your hand that was on his face. "You know, you've been on my mind for as long as I can remember." You smile. "I could say the same to you." He let the mask slip out of his hand and when it hit the floor, you jumped slightly.

"We never actually ended the relationship, did we?" You shook your head. "I haven't been with anyone either." He chuckled before nodding. "Me either." You couldn't hold yourself back anymore when you kissed him. He rested his hands on your waist and pulled you closer to him, kissing you back. You felt his tongue run across your bottom lip and you gasped when one hand gripped your thigh, moving it towards his hip. You jump and wrap your legs around him, not breaking this kiss.

He pressed your back against the wall and you moan softly. He groaned and broke the kiss for a second to catch his breath. "I missed you, beautiful." You ran your fingers through his hair and tried calming down your breathing. "I missed you too, handsome." You looked down at his clothes and smirk. "You look good in black by the way." He snickers. "You're in for a surprise if that's the case, baby."

#kylo ren #kylo ren x reader #star wars #star wars x reader #ben solo #ben solo x reader #asks #ask #anonymous #anon ask #anonymous asks #anon asks #requests #request #kylo ren x you #kylo ren x y/n #ben solo x you

[mynameis-noe-body]

Masterlist

For those wondering: I closed the previous mynameis-noe-body blog and opened a new one, to make it a main blog and have free access to dm.

First of all, rules. This is a list of my works, and I will rate them accordingly to Ao3 guidelines. This means they may be explicit and so, strictly +18.

I will write for the following fandoms and more (find more in others).

I will not write underage. I am comfortable with a certain amount of angst and/or violence but it's still up to me to decide what I am okay with.

I will not write for The Marauders fandom, since I do not appreciate those characters.

Requests are closed for the moment. And thank you for reading.

▪️Wizarding World

Shot through the heart

Professor Severus Snape × Original Female Character

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (multiple chapters)

Summary: Licorice Hatch has traveled the world, fulfilling her dream of becoming one of the most famous writers and reporters in the Wizarding World. Now, she is coming back. Merlin only knows the turmoil she has caused in the heart of her dark, splendid professor. And at the very thought — eager to hold her in his arms again — Severus can't help but relive their whole story, from the very beginning, when it all started with a Wilbur Smith's book and... a two-month detention!

The Old Mill at the Hogsmeade's Eastern Forest

Post-Second Wizarding War Severus Snape × you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: in progress (multiple chapters)

Summary: A year and a half after the end of the war, Severus still hasn't managed to leave Britain. No one knows of his survival, and for months he enjoys a life of silence, solitude and well-deserved peace. Everything would be absolutely perfect, were it not for you, sitting on his empty tombstone everyday to bring condolences and read some poetry. When it's said that curiosity killed the cat...

▪️Adam Driver Fandom

How to (not) kill a stranger

Kylo Ren × you (F)

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (multiple chapters)

Summary: He glances at you. "A young lady like you shouldn't travel alone, on a night like this." You want to roll your eyes and send him to hell, but he was kind to help you and you don't want any more trouble. "I couldn't really stay in Aberdeen. I knew my old Corolla wouldn't hold up for long, not in this weather, but I wanted to at least get to the Motel for the night." He nods, raises the temperature of the car and you thank him again. He doesn't acknowledge your words. But he smirks. "Aren't you afraid you just crossed your path with a murderer?" You grin. "What are the odds that we are both murderers?"

▪️Stranger Things

Catch me if you can, Chief!

Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: It's the 4th of July in Hawkins, and while everybody's having fun at the amusement park, the only one who's catching your attention is Jim Hopper, Chief of Police — and he's looking at you, equally interested.

This Friday night

Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: All alone on a Friday night, after a long week of college classes, you just want to eat some ice cream and watch a movie. You didn't expect Jim to pay you visit — but god, if it isn't a nice surprise. OR — you and Jim (your father's best friend) get intimate on your parents' couch.

“Nothing to say, hm?”

Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You let Billy flirt with you a little... that might not be a good idea. Jim will find a very passionate way of showing his jealousy.

Sunday morning: pancakes and...

Chief Jim Hopper x you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You make Jim breakfast and decide to wake him up with your hands and mouth.

▪️John Wick Fandom

🖤 Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont 🖤

I am your slave

Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F/GN)

Rating: Teen & Up Audience

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You and Vincent play the jealousy game at a public evening gala of the High Table. You end up revelieng almost all of your feelings to each other.

Safe in his arms

Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F/GN)

Rating: Teen & Up Audience

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: Vincent, who has fallen in love with you and made you his beautiful wife, has never really told you about his true life of crime and murder. What will you do the first time you catch him red handed?

Little dove

Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F)

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You're the Marquis' favorite tailor — and you always act so innocent and pure it would just too much fun to ruin you (corruption kink).

🖤 John Wick 🖤

Origami

John Wick × reader (F/GN)

Rating: All

Status: Complete (one shot - drabble)

Summary: A casual encounter lead you and John to looking for each other, wishing to meet again.

▪️Others (open to write for: Alice in Wonderland, Joker(s), Johnny Depp fandom)

Wonderland Chronicles

Tarrant Higtop (Mad Hatter) × Alice Kingsley

Fandom: Alice in Wonderland

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: Alice and Tarrant get inspired by fruit juices and enjoy smutty time, all alone during a tea party.

🔹A list of k*nks without explanation

Severus Snape

Lucius Malfoy

Eddie Munson

Billy Hargrove

Chief Jim Hopper

#harry potter #adam driver #alice in wonderland #starnger things #jim hopper #severus snape #pro snape #snape x you #snape x oc #adam driver x reader #mad hatter #masterlist #request #eddie munson #billy hargrove

[vibrantbirdy]

Asks for Character x Reader Fic Requests Now Open!

Hi Tumblr,

My Asks are currently open for Character x Reader Fic Requests.

IMPORTANT: Before requesting, please read the Guidelines below.

Thank you everyone who has given me amazing prompts so far and for your kind words and your interactions. Guidelines Characters I will write for: Star Wars - Kylo Ren or Ben Solo - Cal Kestis - Cassian Andor - Obi-Wan Kenobi (any era) - Anakin Skywalker (pre-Vader) - Luke Skywalker (any era) - Din Djarin - Poe Dameron - Finn Other Fandoms - Dr Daniel Jackson (Stargate SG-1) - Commander Mills (65) - Tenth Doctor (Doctor Who) - Any character (Lord of the Rings Trilogy) - Main crew (Star Trek TNG)

More guidelines under the cut...

How to Request:

Please request through my Asks here (which can also can be found under my blog header)

Request descriptions will be posted with the fic

You may request anonymously

If you choose not to request anonymously, please let me know if you do not you want to be tagged in your fic request when it is posted

I will try to answer as many requests as possible but please understand that I probably won't feel an affinity with every single prompt that comes in. Please don't be offended if it looks like I haven't picked your request up and feel free to try again with something different in the future.

I will try to get to requests as soon as possible, but please remember I do, unfortunately, have real life to contend with too.

What do you want?:

Type of fic: Generally for requests I will write Character x Reader. However, if you want something that focuses on a Character x Canon/Implied/Potential Pairing or a Character x OC just let me know and I'll see what I can do.

Specify Reader Type: Default will be Character x Female Reader just because that's what I have most experience writing, but if you would prefer Character x Gender Neutral Reader or something different please let me know and if I pick up your request, I will try my best!

Length: Most of my fic will be between 1000 and 5000 words. If you have a length in mind please let me know, otherwise I will just go with the flow.

Prompt: Remember to give me information on what you would like the basic details of the story to be. These can be specific or general but I need something as a starting point.

Genres I will write for:

Action/Adventure

Romance

Gen

Fluff

Enemies to Lovers/Allies/Friends

Hurt/Comfort and mild Whump

Mild Angst

Smut (please, don't be shy to ask - ask anonymously if you want! - but bear in mind I may be a little more selective about smut than other types of requests. If you request adult content you must be 18+.)

What I won't write about (this is not an exhaustive list):

Sexual Violence/Non-con

Severe Trauma

Heavy Angst

Extreme Violence

Infidelity or Love Triangles

All my fic will be clearly labelled with warnings and anything 18+ will be clearly marked so please heed these indicators before reading.

Thank you all so much!

-Birdy

My original Character x Reader fics

Title: No Survivors Fandom: Star Wars: Skywalker Saga Genres: Sci-Fi; Action/Adventure; Enemies to Allies; Whump; Hurt/Comfort and Romance if you squint. Setting: Pre The Force Awakens Characters: Kylo Ren x Female Reader Chapters: 1/1 (Complete) Word Count: 3347 Warnings: Detailed descriptions of injury/aftermath of injury (non-fatal impalement); descriptions of emergency/makeshift medical treatment; mild descriptions of death from a crashed ship; mild sexuality; mild/canon typical swearing Pairings: Kylo Ren x Female Reader

Summary: You are Resistance fighter who has been captured. You are in transit aboard a First Order transport destined for an Imperial prison on the swamp moon of Delka 6. When a violent electromagnetic storm brings down the ship, you appear to be the only survivor. That is until you come across Supreme Leader Snoke's primary warlord, Kylo Ren, amid the wreckage. The volatile Ren is injured and you have to decide whether you can put your reservations aside to help him in the aftermath of the crash.

Completed Reader Requests Title: Crush Fandom: Star Wars: Skywalker Saga Genres: Sci-Fi; Romance; Fluff Setting: Sometime later on in the Force Awakens Characters: Poe Dameron; Female Reader Pairings: Poe Dameron x Female Reader Chapters: 1/1 (Complete) Warnings: None :) Perhaps extremely mild, fluffy, sexuality Summary: You working for the Resistance on D'Qar, and Wing Commander Poe Dameron has a crush on you - he's surprisingly awkward about it.

Title: Charade Fandom: Star Wars Setting: Between Andor and Rogue One Genres: Sci-fi; Romance; Enemies to lovers; Action/adventure; Fluff Warnings: in keeping with tone of Andor/Rogue One - moderate sexuality; moderate swearing; mild violence/peril; brief mentions of loss of family/friends by Reader. Pairing: Cassian Andor x Female Reader Chapters: 1/1 (Complete) Word Count: approx 10k (oops) Summary: You and Captain Cassian Andor have to negotiate your personal differences and difficult history when you are both assigned to go on an undercover operation to the Galaxy's playground for the super-rich, Canto Bight, as a married couple.

Title: Relics Fandom: Star Wars: The Skywalker Saga Setting: Pre the Phantom Menace to post the Kenobi Series. Genres: Sci-fi; Romance; Minor Angst Warnings: mild/moderate sexuality; mild references to Reader family losses due to old age; mild references to the Empire being baddies and doing baddie things Pairing: Obi-Wan Kenobi x Female Reader Chapters: 1/1 (Complete) Word Count: c.5k Summary: You and Obi-Wan Kenobi have a connection that spans decades as your lives intersect throughout the years. Will you find each other again in the most unlikely of places?

Title: Proximity Fandom: Star Wars Jedi Fallen Order/Survivor Games Setting: Prior to events of Jedi Survivor Genres: Sci-fi; Romance; Fluff - This is tooth-rotting fluff with a little added spice as requested ;) Warnings: This fic is 18+ so please heed and respect the adult rating. Descriptions of sexual longing/arousal; strong consensual sexual content - nothing too descriptive but probably on the borderline of (hopefully still sweet) smut. Pairing: Cal Kestis x Female Reader Chapters: 1/1 (Complete) Word Count: approx 5.5k (Because I have no self control) Summary: You are an accomplished Coruscanti thief who has been recruited by the Rebel Jedi, Cal Kestis. As you join him and his crew on their adventures aboard the Mantis, you and Cal have to navigate your growing feelings for each other.

Title: Familiarity Fandom: Star Wars Jedi: Fallen Order and Survivor games Setting: Prior to the events of Survivor Genres: Sci-fi; Romance; Action/adventure; Fluff; Angst; Hurt/Comfort Warnings: Canon typical combat violence; canon typical death/angst/survivor's guilt relating to Order 66; mild sexuality; one claustrophobic scene due to ruined temple adventuring; SPOILERS for Jedi: Fallen Order and minor ones for the set up to Survivor. Pairing: Cal Kestis x Reader Chapters: 1/1 (Complete) Word Count: c.8k (this one got away from me!) Summary: Believing each other lost to the brutal purge of the Emperor's Order 66, ten years after you were separated from your childhood best friend during the systematic eradication of the Jedi Order, you and Cal Kestis are finally reunited amid the strange Temple ruins of an ancient civilisation.

Title: Frequency Fandom: Star Wars: Skywalker Saga Genres: Sci-Fi; Action/Adventure; Enemies to Allies; Hurt/Comfort Setting: Post The Last Jedi, Pre The Rise of Skywalker Main Characters: Kylo Ren x Female Reader Chapters: 1/1 (Complete) Warnings: Mild/canon typical battle violence; mild/canon typical swearing Summary: You are Rey's long lost sister - a powerful force wielder - and you encounter Supreme Leader, Kylo Ren, as you both search for something.

In Progress

Cassian Andor x Reader (Original)

#star wars fanfiction #star wars fanfic #star wars x reader #star wars fic #fic requests #star wars fic requests

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Kill The Past - Kylo Ren X Female Reader

Title: Kill The Past

Kylo Ren X Female Reader

Additional Characters: (OC) Sora Rene, (OC) Vero Zapal, and Luke (Mentioned)

(Originally Written in 2020)

| Part 2 |

WC: 2,113

Warnings: Angst, rude Hux, mentions of Reader's parents/guardians' death, mentions of murder, typical First Order stuff, fighting, yelling, crying, flashbacks, and mentions of stress

The bright suns lit up the sky, shining down upon the planet Ova. Y/N F/N stepped onto her balcony, the fresh spring breeze rustling her already messy hair. She takes a deep breath in and lets it out, a gentle smile gracing her face. But, it did not last. Her smile slowly faded, as she remembered her plans for the day.

Pushing off of the balcony railing, she turned back into her room to get ready for the day. She had a meeting with The Supreme Leader of the First Order. She was not happy with the ordeal, but her advisors suggested that she go along with it. After all, it was only going to be for a few hours.

Fixing her messy hair, she made sure that her hair was pristine and perfect. Her curls fell perfectly on her shoulder. Grabbing her black crystal necklace, she clasped it around her neck, bringing the whole look together.

She was wearing one of her favorite gowns. It was smokey black, made completely of fine silk. The bodice was a deep sweetheart neckline, and around her waist was a simple black belt. The smokey black skirt came down and ended at her feet, creating a train behind her. Her sleeves were long, ending past her waist, a slit in each, allowing her arms to be free to move with ease. Upon her shoulders were silver embroidered roses and other flowers, vines of silver thread connecting each piece.

Lastly, picking up one of her tiaras, she gently placed it upon her head. While the others were all silver and even some gold, this one was black, with diamonds scattered around. Fixing her hair one last time, and making sure her appearance was right, she sighed, knowing what was to come and what was inevitable.

After meeting with the advisors in the main hall, it was time to meet The Supreme Leader for the meeting.

“Lady F/N, Supreme Leader Kylo Ren is here. He is waiting in the Entrance Hall.” Vero Zapal, Y/N’s Captain spoke, fear in his eyes.

Y/N nodded and stood from her throne. Brushing down the skirt of her black silk dress, she made sure she was ready. Straightening her back, fixing her shoulders, she made her way to the door, Vero following close behind. Heading down the quartz stairs, Vero and Sora Rene, her right-hand guard followed down with her.

Her eyes were downcast, knowing that the person at the bottom of the stairs was the Supreme Leader. Someone she had let into her palace and home, willingly. Her parents would be turning in their graves.

Her parents were part of the Resistance, proud and true, they did anything in their power to help others and fight the dark side. When her father was training to be a Jedi, he met Y/N’s mother, who was a part of the Jedi council. They had both quit the Jedi ways together, eloping and marrying, before traveling to Ova to settle down.

Ova was Y/N’s mother’s home planet, where when she was a young woman, was sent away for Jedi training by her parents when they found out that she was force-sensitive. Her mother was part of a long line of royalty, starting with her mother’s mother, and ending with Y/N. The new Queen of Ova, since her mother and father’s passing.

And, she knew deep down in her heart that her parents would be disappointed in her for seeking help from someone who has killed many innocent people. The Supreme Leader Kylo Ren. She has heard of what he’s done to others and to the Resistance. But, she needed the help and she knew she needed to get it from somewhere.

Finally looking up into the eyes, well, the mask of Kylo Ren, Y/N kept herself calm. But, inside her heart was beating ten times a minute.

Kylo Ren stood tall, in all black, almost similar to herself, looking tall and confident. Hands neatly behind his back, his lightsaber clasped on his waist holster. He said nothing but stared, and from where Y/N was, she could feel his force radiating off him. It was dark, strong, and controlling. 

Y/N glanced away, taking in a shaking breath, hoping he wouldn’t notice her discomfort, but he absolutely did notice, she could feel it in the force. Noticing more than just his presence, beside him was a tall redhead. Wearing all black like Kylo Ren, but his red hair stood out among the dark colors. He was glaring, scowling almost, hands also behind his back. He almost seemed as if he didn’t want to be there.

Clearing her throat, she knew she had to talk or things would go sour in no time. Looking back to the masked face of the mysterious Kylo Ren, she kept her composure.

“Supreme Leader Ren, welcome to Ova. I am Lady F/N. Shall we start this meeting?” She spoke, and meeting no answer, she sighed.

“Alright, well follow me to my Meeting Room.” She spoke, before heading down the hall, Vero and Sora following behind Kylo Ren and the redhead. 

Stopping upon two large doors, Y/N entered the room. It was a large room, with a balcony overseeing her land full of wildflowers and bright green trees. In the middle of the room, was a large elegant table, eight chairs sat across from each other, and one larger chair sat at the head of the table. Vero pulled out Y/N's seat at the end of the table, and she sat down. Vero sat on her right, Sora next to him. While Kylo Ren sat to Y/N’s left, and the redhead next to him. And, after a moment of rather uncomfortable silence, Y/N began to speak.

0-0-0

“I asked you here to make a deal with you.” She spoke, doing her best with looking at the man in black.

“What deal?” He asked, his first words to her since he arrived.

Y/N, not expecting an answer from him, especially his voice, though modified with the mask, she froze. Shaking off the confusion, she continued.

“I want to create an alliance with you...” She began, hands trembling in her lap.

“I would give you any resources you need as long as you don’t hurt the people of Ova.” Vero stared at Y/N, eyes wide.

“My Lady, are you sure-” She stopped him from speaking any further with the raise of her hand.

“I know what I am doing, Vero.” She spoke, before turning back to Kylo Ren, who sat in silence, thinking. 

“Agreed.” Kylo Ren spoke, before standing up from his seat, and the redhead followed.

“But, sir! This is outrageous! We have all the resources we need.” The redhead argued, glaring towards Kylo Ren and then to Y/N.

“When the time comes, we will run out, and they will help us.” Kylo Ren spoke, the robotic voice was deep and threatening.

“We don’t need help.” The redhead spoke up again.

“Commander, I am the one who sees if we need help or not.”

He spoke, before turning to Y/N, looking down at her.

“I need to speak with you alone.” He spoke again, more as a command than a suggestion.

With a quick nod, Y/N turned to look at Vero and Sora, who nodded, wearily and left the room. Along with the redhead, who grumbled something under his breath before leaving, the large doors shut behind them.

It was quiet. No one said a word. Kylo Ren stood in place, watching Y/N as she looked at him, waiting for him to speak. He stepped closer, a bit too close for her liking, but she didn’t step back or away, she kept her place, beside her chair. Stopping a mere feet away, she could feel the heat radiating off of him, and the sound of his robotic breathing.

Silence reigned supreme again, as she stared down at her, causing Y/N to look away, past him and out the balcony window, seeing the beautiful trees. Raising both his hands from his side, she almost flinched. Almost. As he reached up and grabbed his helmet, after a hiss and a click, the mask was pulled away, and soft black curls popped out, framing a perfect face.

Y/N’s eyes widened, instantly tearing up, as she covered her mouth as an audible gasp escaped her. Backing up a bit, she stopped, hitting the side of her chair. The memories of her past hit her as if someone flew a speeder right into her.

Y/N studied and trained to be a Jedi at the Jedi Temple, with the Jedi Master, Luke Skywalker. Along the way, she met and befriended Ben Solo, Luke Skywalker’s nephew. They trained together, read together, laughed, and talked together. They did almost everything together. They were inseparable. But, what was a friendship soon became more. They confessed their love, their adoration for each other one night while gazing up at the bright, shining stars. With comforting hugs, deep thoughts, and soft kisses, all seemed perfect. Until it wasn’t.

Y/N’s eyes continued to stare into the cold brown eyes that used to be warm. Tears were already streaming down her face, as she remembered the good times before the temple fire. She knew of his concerns, but she never thought it would end like this. Holding back her sobs, she tried to compose herself, but she couldn’t. The love of her life that she thought was dead, killed by the fire or something, was actually alive… But, it was something her family fought against and hated.

“Ben?” She whispered out, after removing her hands from her face, staring up at the grown man she used to know.

His eyes glared down at her.

“Kylo.” He corrected and Y/N stared at him, unmoving.

“Kylo…” She spoke, saddened.

“I thought you died.” She spoke in a soft voice.

Kylo said nothing but reached out, his leather-gloved hand, reaching out and gently touching the black crystal. Y/N watched as his eyes seemed to soften, but they hardened and Kylo pulled his hand away. Clenching his fist at his side.

“Let go of the past, Y/N. Kill it if you have to.” He spoke, turning away and putting his helmet back on.

And, with that, he turned to the door.

“Kill the past, Y/N." He spoke, before opening the door and leaving.

Turning away from the door, she brushed her tears away, clearing her throat. A loud thud surprised her and Vero and Sora came rushing in.

“My Lady, what happened? The Supreme Leader left in a hurry along with his Commander. What did he say to you?” Vero asked, getting defensive.

“Nothing. It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that my people are safe.” Y/N spoke, finally meeting Vero and Sora in the eye.

Sora’s eyes widened, “My Lady! What happened? Have you been crying?” She asked, rushing over.

“Nothing. I think it must be the stress catching up to me.” She lied, sniffling, giving Vero and Sora a shy smile.

“If you insist, My Lady.” Sora spoke skeptically.

“I do insist.” Y/N smiled before she walked out of her Meeting Room.

“I think I will retire for the day. I have nothing else planned, right Vero?” She asked, turning to go up the stairs back to her room.

“Yes, My Lady, you have nothing else to do today.” He spoke. 

“Well, alright. I do not want to be disturbed until dinner tonight, thank you.” Y/N spoke, before heading up the stairs to her room.

Her soft smile fell once she wasn't in Vero or Sora’s sight. A sad frown upon her face, as she fidgeted with the black crystal necklace. Shutting her bedroom door, she walked to her balcony, seeing as Kylo was just now re-entering his ship. Y/N watched as he stopped where he stood, halfway on the ramp. As if he knew she was watching him, and he did know. Turning and looking up at her as she stood on her balcony. She watched as he turned and left. 

She turned away as the ramp raised up. Y/N's eyes began to water once more. As she remembered the lost time she can never take back. Knowing that he was in fact, too far gone for her to save. And, in fact, he didn't need to save. Ben Solo was trapped inside the shell of the man that he once was. Ben Solo needed saving. And, she was determined to fight back.

#kylo ren x reader #slight angst #kylo ren x you #kylo ren x y/n #kylo ren imagine #angst #kill the past #part 1 #old 2020 fic #kylo x you #kylo x reader #female reader #queen reader

[luminouslywriting]

Rules/Characters I Write For

1. I will not be writing any smut, so don't ask for it....spice on the other hand (totally allowed :)

2. All imagines will be directed towards the reader who is a female or gender neutral.  This means I AM NOT inserting names or personalized characters that you, the reader comes up with.  

Example: Y/N can be the sibling of (insert character), but she/they will not have a name that you request

Bad Example: Lyssa is the sister of (insert character), and here's her entire backstory...etc.

3.  Please be respectful and don't steal from me.  It takes me time to come up with these ideas.

4. I have the right to reject any requests/imagines/preferences that I feel uncomfortable writing about.  

5.. Your request may require me to get more information from you about the idea you have or the character you want said reader to end up with.  

6. Occasionally I do talk about mature subjects such as depression, self-harm, eating disorders, bullying, etc.  I will have trigger warnings posted at the beginning of each chapter.  

7. I am in college and this takes me a long time to write out sometimes.  Please be patient and understanding.

Characters I Write For: 

MCU: (Note that I will do familial/platonic female characters x reader)

Example: (Can I get a Natasha Romanoff x daughter reader?)

-Tony Stark

-Steve Rogers

-Peter Parker

-Thor

-Loki

-Bucky Barnes

-Scott Lang

-T'Challa

-Moon Knight 

(Note that I will do Agents of Shield Team imagines, that means it's not relationships, but the entire team) Example: (Can I get a AOS team x anxious reader?)

(Also accepting requests for Alex Summers/Havok)

BATFAMILY: (Note that I will do familial/platonic female characters x reader) (These will include Kate Kane, Barbara Gordon, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, and Selina Kyle)

-Bruce Wayne (Gotham and other versions)

-Dick Grayson

-Jason Todd

-Tim Drake

-Damian Wayne

YOUNG JUSTICE/Live Action Titans/Teen Titans

-Dick Grayson

-Wally West

-Conner Kent

-Roy Harper

-Tim Drake

-Bart Allen

-Team Imagines (As a group, usually platonic)

-Female YJ Characters in familial or platonic ways

-Robin (Teen Titans Version)

-Nightwing (Titans)

-Jason Todd (Titans)

-Garfield Logan (Titans)

-Superboy (Titans)

NARNIA: (NOTE THAT I WILL DO PLATONIC/FAMILIAL FEMALE IMAGINES/X READERS)

-Peter Pevensie

-Edmund Pevensie

-Caspian

-The Pevensie Siblings (platonically or familial)

PERCY JACKSON: (NOTE THAT I WILL DO PLATONIC/FAMILIAL FEMALE IMAGINES/X READERS)

-Percy Jackson

-Luke Castellan

-Jason Grace

-Leo Valdez

-Frank Zhang

-The 7

-Any other characters will have to be specifically requested and I reserve the right to reject the request 

HARRY POTTER: NOTE THAT I WILL DO PLATONIC/FAMILIAL FEMALE IMAGINES/X READERS)

-Harry Potter

-Fred Weasley

-George Weasley

-Draco Malfoy

-Golden Trio Era (Group/platonic)

-Newt Scamander

-Theseus Scamander

-Scamander Era (Group/Platonic)

-James Potter

-Sirius Black

-Remus Lupin

-Regulus Black

-Marauders Era (Group/Platonic)

STAR WARS: NOTE THAT I WILL DO PLATONIC/FAMILIAL FEMALE IMAGINES/X READERS, INCLUDES: LEIA, PADME, AHSOKA, REY, HERA, SABINE, AND OTHERS IF SPECIFIED)

-Obi-Wan Kenobi

-Anakin Skywalker

-Kanan Jarrus/Caleb Dume

-Ezra Bridger

-Luke Skywalker

-Han Solo

-Finn

-Poe Dameron

-Kylo Ren

-Prequels Trio (Platonically): Obi-Wan, Anakin, Padme

-Original Trio (Platonically): Leia, Luke, and Han

-Sequels Trio (Platonically: Rey, Finn, and Poe

STRANGER THINGS: (NOTE THAT I WILL DO PLATONIC/FAMILIAL FEMALE IMAGINES/X READERS)

Note that 90% of these will be friendship x readers

-Steve Harrington

-Eddie Munson

-The kids (Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Will, El, Max, and Erica) (WILL BE PLATONIC/SIBLING/FRIENDSHIP)

#starwars #youngjustice #marvel #harrypotter #percyjackson #narnia #batfam

[gothhippiecrafts]

Roleplay/Writing Partner wanted

Hello, I'm currently on here looking for someone to roleplay/write with casually. Before I carry on for to long let's get a firm boundary addressed, I only wish to write with people 21+ years old. If you are not 21 years old or older please do not message me. Thank you.

When it comes to genre and plot I tend to lean towards slow burn romances, and I do prefer working in past settings or magical modern settings. I also have a few fandoms I am craving, but if I'm being honest I know their not everyone's cup of tea and will not take offense if you are not interested in them. I also enjoy original content hashed out between me and my partner. I also adore OOC conversation, so many friendships have come from roleplaying. I adore this. Another point is I am on eastern time and work morning shifts.

What sort of characters do I play? I prefer one of my mains to be a female role. But I'm completely fine also playing a two mains at once and the second can be my partner's preference. I am looking for someone who is open enough to write as both male and female characters, trans characters are also welcome. OCs are welcome and I'm willing to play canons for you to ship them with, I do ask the same in return.

Here is a list of my fandoms and the OCs I have for them.

🧡Game of Thrones: I have a OC I ship with Sandor Clegane (The Hound), her name is Dawn Baratheon, she is the sister to Robert Baratheon. She unfortunately has issues with her arranged husbands passing away in odd ways and ends up in the Red Keep more often than not.

🖤Naruto: Music Hatake (Muse), I ship her with Master Jiraiya. She is the cousin of Kakashi Hatake. Her ninjutsu is a plant based, she controls chakra through her feet and can use this technique to make seeds grow and use the plants during battle.

🧡Supernatural: Clementine Jones, I would ship her with John Winchester or Castiel. She is a young woman who has become a solo hunter. Using a cross road demon to make a deal to get knowledge from. Fortunately for her she made a solid deal that has yet been cashed in. This naturally makes the demon she made the deal with angry.

🖤 Hellboy: Abyzou, I ship her with Hellboy, she is a lava demon with the same lore of the actual demon I named her after. Her curse involves infertility and child mortality.

🧡X-Men/Deadpool: My OCs for this fandom are not finished because I've never wrote with them. I would be open to shipping with Hank McCoy (Beast), Cable, or Logan (Wolverine)

🖤Star Wars: Rey x Kylo Ren (Ben Solo), I love writing as Rey for this. I'm also open to making a OC for this fandom too.

Buffy The Vampire Slayer: Kay Shultz, a once slayer turned into a vampire who was given a soul by her watcher. I ship her with Spike (William)

If interested in any of this, or if you have questions PM🖤

#roleplay #21+ roleplay #hellboy #reylo #got #game of thrones #naruto #rp #creative writing #writing partner #x-men #supernatural #john Winchester #the hound #jiraiya #castiel #writing #deadpool rp #game of thrones roleplay #buffy #btvs

[ao3feed--kylux]

Immortal

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/hxcM1Et

by urfavstargirl

Based upon the request:

Hi, could you do a kylo ren x reader, the reader is a powerful, beautiful woman, she is a force user with a yellow light saber, she is a queen also she helps the first order, she is secretly in command over snoke because he is afraid of her power. She is also immortal and every one,allies or annemies, respect her they bow and call her queen or your grace. And kylo ren is in love, he is obsesse with her, he could do anything for her but he doesnt show it even though he cant help it. Hux is also in love with the reader but shows it with jokes and give her the help that she needs. Kylo ren and hux are making fun of each other because every time that the reader is beside any of them and talk to them, they are clearly nervous and stutter. So obviously the reader knows about the feelings of the two men but doesnt do anything about it because of the immortal thing.

Words: 3244, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux

Relationships: Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren, Kylo Ren/Reader, Kylo Ren/You, Kylo Ren/Original Female Character(s), Kylo Ren & You, Kylo Ren & Reader, Armitage Hux & Kylo Ren, Kylo Ren/Original Character(s), Armitage Hux/Reader, Armitage Hux & Reader, Armitage Hux/Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Angst and Romance, Angst, Immortality, Queen!Reader, Possibly Unrequited Love

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/hxcM1Et

#star wars: the force awakens #star wars: the last jedi #kylux #kylo ren #general hux #fanfic

[paper-n-ashes]

paper-n-ashes masterlist

Just a lil’ collection of the things I’ve written for the ACDU and Oscar Isaac fandom, all in one link filled spot. Everything is 18+. Individual tags and warnings are at the start of each post.

sparks and embers

Poe Dameron x Original Female Character, Kylo Ren Original Female Character

52/70 Chapters, 250k+ words, incomplete

Chapters - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21 (currently reposting to Tumblr)

(A love triangle saga I worked on for over a year, before I ever came to Tumblr land. It isn’t reader insert (I’M SORRY OKAY) and has an OC as the protagonist caught between the two space bbys.)

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The First Move

Steven Grant x Female Reader

Part 1/2, 3.6k words

Just Once

Marc Spector x Female Reader/Steven Grant x Female Reader

Part 2/2, 2.7k words

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Under the Radar

Poe Dameron x Female Reader

One shot, 2k words

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Sharing

Santiago ‘Pope’ Garcia x Female Reader x Charlie Barber

Part 1/6, 2.6k words

Temptation

Santiago ‘Pope’ Garcia x Female Reader x Charlie Barber

Part 2/6, 2k words

Consequences

Santiago ‘Pope’ Garcia x Female Reader x Charlie Barber

Part 3/6, 3.6k words

Retribution

Santiago ‘Pope’ Garcia x Female Reader x Charlie Barber

Part 4/6, 2.7k

Incentive

Santiago ‘Pope’ Garcia x Female Reader x Charlie Barber

Part 5/6, 4.5k

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Here

Dan Jones x Female Reader

One shot, 2.1k words

Stress Relief

Dan Jones x Female Reader

One shot, 2k Words

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New Endeavours

ModernAU!Kylo Ren x Female Reader

Part 1/4, 2k words

Negotiations

ModernAU!Kylo Ren x Female Reader

Part 2/4, 2.6k words

Proper Celebration

ModernAU!Kylo Ren x Female Reader x Female!Stripper

Part 3/4, 4.1k words

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The Late Shift + Part 2 + Part 3

Paul Sevier x Female Reader

Short series, 2k + 2k + 3.9k

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Impatience

Rick Smolan x Female Reader

One shot, 2.6k

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#poe dameron #poe dameron x original female character #kylo ren #kylo ren x original female character #kylo ren x reader #santiago ‘pope’ garcia #santiago pope garcia x reader #charlie barber #charlie barber x reader #dan jones #dan jones x reader #paul sevier #paul sevier x female reader #paul sevier x reader #adcu #adcu fanfiction #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #moon knight fanfiction

[katieebaby1096]

Eternal Shine Pt 4

Entering the Unknown

***I do not own the rights to any character besides my own original characters. I also do not own these photos/ gifs

“I’m pregnant.” Tears slipped from your eyes and you buried your face into your knees.

His chest began to rise and fall with quick breaths and his heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest as he dropped to his knees and whispered,

“What did you say?”

“I’m pregnant..” you sighed.

It felt too eerily quiet as you let the tears fall onto your lap; Kylo seemingly must have entered his own mental state of distress, so quiet you could barely hear his breathing. This must have been the absolute last thing Kylo would’ve expected, honestly you had been quite surprised yourself when you’d found out. The first few days were spent in silent denial while bent over the toilet bowl; you’d sworn up and down that it was just a bug you’d be fine in a few days. That was definitely not the case. You were swollen now even at such an early stage, thankfully your extra weight hid that well unless you were laying or lounging. Every thought you had had since finding out you were pregnant crossed over your mind all over again as you watched this information process in Kylos brain. Unsure of what his reaction would be, you did your best to calm yourself. Finally, he moved to sit against the wall with one knee up holding his elbow as his hand fisted into his long dark locks and his face crumpled with sadness or maybe anger. His fingers tightened in his hair and he let his wall down in front of you, the tears coming down hot and fast. His eyes darkened and he let out a loud, “FUCK!!”.

Cautiously you crawl over to him with hopes of consoling him and gently pulled his head onto your bare chest letting his tears trace lines into your skin.

“It’s ok, everything will be okay,” you spoke softly into his ear.

“This changes everything for you,” he whispered.

“This changes nothing, Kylo. Snoke will still want me dead.”

“No,” he sat up, “it’ll be the opposite, don’t you see? My blood line is strong, he will want our child and he will make you suffer.”

“As long as I have you and them, I will survive!” You whispered, placing Kylos hand on your belly. Kylo closed his eyes and tried to sense the heart beat for a few moments before his eyebrows crunched together and his head tilted slightly. His eyes shot open and went directly to me, “have you seen anyone about your condition?”

“No,” you said quickly.

“Let’s go,” he said before quickly standing and walking quickly into your room and getting dressed. You hastily followed suit before he gripped your hand and practically drug you to the medical wing. After rudely speaking to many nurses they finally guided you both to the birthing wing where you were shown immediately to a room with odd tools and lots of screens. You were handed a special gown and asked to undress from the waist down and then the nurse abruptly left us. A few moments later the deafening silence was interrupted by two short knocks and a doctor entering the room.

“Hello I’m Joshua I’ll be doing your exam today! KT-8696, correct? How far along do you suspect you could be?”

“I’m not sure,” you answered back quietly.

“Okay! No problem at all. Well let’s get started, go ahead and lay down up here,” he spoke calmly, patting the exam table, “ and then we’ll put your feet up on these bad guys here!” He helped you get laid down and then help you place your feet into the “bad guys”. You couldn’t help but giggle.

“Alright I’m just going to insert this into you and it’s going to show us that little one in there!” He held up a white wand before counting down, “inserting in 3, 2, 1.” You slightly gasped at the intrusion. He moved the wand around and then you both saw it. Kylo rose to his feet, his arms folded across his chest and one hand placed onto his mouth, “is that what I think it is?” He pointed to the blob on the screen.

“Yes sir! Looks like not one but two little ones! The sack is shared and all looks healthy!” Joshua spoke happily but Kylo sat back down and refused to look up knowing you’d be searching for answers that Kylo wasnt ready to answer. As if he could sense the tension Joshua powered off the machine, handed you two pictures of your blobs and bid you both farewell. You got up from the table and redressed before looking back over at him, you could tell he was raging inside so you did the only thing you could do. You gripped his bicep and said “let’s go home, I want to go home.” Without hesitating he looked up at you and said, “ok” and rose to his feet.

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After the walk back to Kylos you were exhausted and decided it was time for a nap, which gave Kylo a chance to think. To think about you, about how this would change your life, about how this life is not one for a child let alone two. He hates the fact that his first thoughts drift to his mother and how you would be be safest with her. He knows where his loyalties lie, he must tell Snoke, before someone else learns of this and tells him. A thought popped into his head as you both lay in his bed, his fingers softly running through your hair. He slowly pulls his data pad off the side table and pulls up her file and swipes through until he finds just what he’s looking for. He skips forward again and types in a few things before saving and closing her file. Hopefully doing this for her will help save their already doomed relationship. Kylo finally places his data pad back on the table and rolls over to wrap his arms around her once more placing a single kiss to her forehead before drifting off into a fitful slumber.

Dreams of horror and gore and pain haunt Kylo as he sleeps, I wake to his whimpers and shakes. His arms are still wrapped tightly around me and his face is sad and pained as though someone has just ripped Kylo Rens heart straight from his chest and thrown it to the ground. I rest my palm to his cheek and call his name and after a few more moments his eyes shoot open and his blood shot eyes stare into mine.

“Are you ok? I think you were dreaming,” I whispered, rubbing my thumb gently across his cheek.

“I’m fine..thank you,” he said quietly, grabbing my hand and stilling my thumb.

“I wish I could take it all away, the pain I mean,” I spoke softly.

“I want to show you something,” he said, bringing a close to that conversation.

“Ok,” I mumbled.

He pulled the data pad off his table and once again pulled up your file and showed you the first page. In bold letters was the name Kate Willows. I glanced over at him for a moment, confusion clearly etched across my face.

“I dug up your birth records, that is the name you were given at birth. I thought maybe you’d like to have a name instead of a number…” he explained, “plus I’d also really enjoy calling you by your name while you fuck me.”

“Oh Kylo, thank you so much!” I cried out flinging myself atop him, ignoring his last comment.

My lips laid kisses all over his face until his hands found my cheeks and pulled my lips onto his in a deep kiss.

“Thank you.” I whispered between kisses, wishing it could always be like this. But I knew. I knew once snoke finds out it’s all going to come crashing down around us. But I’ll do anything for them, they’re what’s most important now.

#adam driver #kylo ren #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren x you #starwars #kylo ren fanfiction #supreme leader snoke #kylo ren x original female character #Kylo Rens a big baby in this one

[levi-llama]

Fatal Instructions (5)

Kylo x Fem!OC / Part 5

Series Rating: Explicit

Chapter Rating: Mature (Just to be safe)

Chapter Warnings: Strong Language, Violence, Torture, (Dm me if I missed any)

Word Count: 1.2k

(A/N: I cringed while writing this but oh well. Also no beta read because I'm big dumb)

Taglist

Masterlist

Mission: 05

‘It’s been four days! Four days since she passed out!’ Kylo’s sleep deprived mind wallowed in frustrated worry. Snoke called for an update, yet the news the commander offered wasn’t so satisfactory. The short information dump turned quickly into scolding Kylo of his failures, and the ruler's threats of harm to both him and Xena, shall he continue his losing streak.

He put his hands to the half-breed's head and focused on breaking through her barriers. Searching through her subconscious to find the instructions. Bits and pieces. Only scattered parts of the flash drive littered her brain.

—

Step… harness… from… to create the…

Use durasteel rings for…

… control gravitational… object

Harness… X… gamma

… energy… make…

—

And that’s all he was able to receive before he was pushed out. After being brought back to reality, he heard a groan. She was stirring awake and he felt excited? Nervous?

‘Damn! What is this?! My emotions should be anger, fury, aggression, not.. whatever this is!’ Kylo cursed himself through his confusion.

—

“Mmmhhhng..” I struggled to open my eyes. I felt a large, warm hand engulf my smaller, cold one. That brought me back. I opened my eyes and sat up with a jolt of sudden energy. I could feel an IV pulling against my arm, as if beckoning me to the thin mattress. I looked around frantically. The realization of my predicament came to me like a flood.

My hands swung violently. Hyperventilating as I grabbed and tugged at the wires and tubes that connected me to the noisy machines. My weakened state wasn’t enough to do much damage, only pulling out a few suctioned wires attached to my chest, and the probe that latched to my middle finger.

Those wide palms touched me again. Gingerly holding my forearms. Sturdy, yet soft was how he held me.

“Shhh… Stop flailing. You’ll hurt yourself.” He cooed. Trying to calm me down, though I couldn’t determine if the tone was genuine or not.

‘He can’t care about me, right? It’s just a ruse to get the information? Maybe he’s just making sure the one thing that holds what he’s looking for is safe? He said I only know about this flash drive, right? But I have no recollection of any sort of thing.’ My thoughts rambled as I questioned the moment internally.

“Like you care!” I huffed dramatically.

“Snippy as always I see.” he sighed, but I could swear I saw a grin prick at the corners of his lips. As soon as it came, though, it left. A scowl replaced it. He abruptly got up and left the room, slamming the privacy curtain shut. The hissing sound of the door soon followed.

Being left with my jumbled thoughts burdened me. ‘This is a load of bantha shit!’

The door opened again, not even five minutes since the commander left.

Angry at his antics I blurted, “Hey, douche! Welcome back!” Followed by the throwing of a pillow when the shadow showed itself from behind the curtain. Only it wasn’t Kylo’s shadow, but rather Hux.

“Our ‘beloved’ commander can’t seem to grasp the severity of his assignment. Rather, he toys with you, like a cat to mouse. I’ll see to it you get the correct treatment.” I gulped in response to his threatening words, “and don’t think your little head injury will discourage me.”

Two troopers came in. They harshly ripped the IV from my arm and hauled me to my feet. Still unsteady, they basically dragged me to my uncertain doom.

After a long trip through the corridors, we arrived at a desolate room occupied by a single chair. Some sort of chair, at least. It looked like a medical chair, the type you’d sit in at the dentist, yet donned with straps.

A storm trooper shoved me down into the chair.

“Kriff! Take it easy!” I gritted my teeth at the situation. Hux strapped me in and excused his minions.

“As always, such a naughty mouth!” His face contorted in disgust towards me. “Now what would you prefer? Shall we go straight to the torture? Or perhaps some simple truth serum shall suffice?”

“Fuck. You.” I hissed.

“The hard way it is then.” He smirked and grabbed a stun rod. He gave the weapon a few tests by clicking the trigger and letting it zap the air. The blue electricity could be seen pulsing around it.

“Bastard!” I screamed as a last effort to hide my fear. In response he scoffed then came closer, tilting the device towards my exposed flesh.

“Now. What did the flash drive say?” He spoke with an eerily calm tone, yet his face showed nothing but sadistic excitement.

“I already told you people, I. Dont. Rememb-!” Before I could even finish my sentence, the shock formed in my shoulder. The burning pulse spreads through my muscles to my arm. Pain enveloped the upper left corner of my body, making it convulse. My heart thudded in my chest as it reacted to the intensely foreign feeling.

“Wrong answer!” His sing-song voice made me want to gag. “Try again.”

His gaze turned stern. Staring into my soul as I responded.

“I only remember my jet landing on endor! Everything after that is blank up until 7 hours ago! I. Forgot!”

He grit his teeth and grunted as he moved the stun rod to my sternum. Ready to zap where it would hurt the most. Where it was the most dangerous, but before he could trigger the electricity, a few booming stomps came, then the hiss of a door.

“Hux!” Ren all but screeched. I could feel the fury radiating off of him at full blast. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“And what is that, Ren?” I could hear the general's teeth grinding together from where I was. He was almost just as angry as Kylo.

Ren approached him. “I was tasked with taking care of her and the drive! I was! Not you! Or do you dare disobey Snoke?!” He shoved Hux to the side to get to me, fully ignoring his coworker as he scoffed and left the room.

“Are you alright?” The tone was soft, soothing and I almost didn’t register it until it had to be said the second time.

“I-I’ll be okay, Ren.” I flexed my fingers and wrists as he undid the restraints.

“Damnit.” The commander cursed under his breath.

As soon as I was freed and stood up, he gripped my arm, making me wince the slightest bit as the tenderness of the previously-shocked flesh.

“Where the hell are you taking me this time?!”

“Back to my room.”

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<<Part Four / Part Six>>

#fanfiction #afab #x reader #oc #female oc #original character #fanfic #kylo ren #hux #general hux #armitage hux #kylo x oc #kylo x reader #kylo fanfiction #part 5 #series #star wars #sw #star wars fanfiction #force awakens #snoke #jedi #sith #rebels #resistance #dark side #light side #scifi #scififantasy

[amazingdriverfics]

Crowned by the devil - ch. 6

Summary: Kylo has to deal with his guilt as you deal wiht your injury. 

Warnings: description of violence, blood, medical stuff, attempt of sexual assault (will start after the * and end just before another*), angst

A/N: this is a heavy chapter so please be careful, take care of yourself, you are loved and needed. Hope you like it.

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The room fell silent, every pair of eyes was glued to the screen showing y/n as Kylo’s heart stopped for a minute. Her scream filled the room making all of the presents tense waiting for his reaction, Cardo had even left the couch he was previously resting with the rest of his knights to stand by Kylo’s side, worried for her just as much as Ren himself was. 

The next minutes were even worse, he watched as Heide, the girl his Empress was pressing to the ground, shook y/n’s wounded body from her back letting it fall to the grass. Before there was anything his chosen one could do, Antje, who was standing, kicked her ribs just above where the knife was, causing more blood to pour out of the wound painting the tank top y/n used.

His hands were closed in fists, agony filling his body, his breath was sucked from his lungs and Kylo didn’t find the strength to fill them up again, he couldn’t believe he was about to lose her, the woman whom impressed him so much, the one to make him feel alive after months of feeling an emptiness on his insides. The worst part was that Ren was the one to blame, he was the one who dragged her into this experiment, the experiment in which her life might end too soon.  

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Laying on the grassy ground, you had already accepted your fate, there was no point on trying to get up, if it would have been hard before, now it was impossible. The kick must have broken your ribs, even though you weren’t sure, the amount of pain you were feeling surely making it feel like. You watched with tears in your eyes as the two woman stood before you, their shadows covering your body. “Well, I guess this is how your pathetic existence will end. Should I let you bleed to death or end you right here right now?” Antje’s voice spoke, sounding kinda far once the pain made your senses lose their preciseness. 

The two of them traded a few words you couldn’t quite figure out probably discussing just what to do as your hand went to your bleeding side, only to show up covered in blood once you took it to your face, a little bit of it staining your features with its crimson color.

All of a sudden, a ‘pew’ sound met your ears and before you could process what was even happening, Heide’s body met yours as she fell on your legs, from what you could see, with a hole on her head. You watched the other girl run away as consciousness started to drift away, black dots covering the sky you were watching, your hand resting on your chest since you couldn’t support its weight anymore.

Eventually, all that you could see was the dark, from far you could hear a sweet voice telling you to stay with her, but there was nothing you could do. 

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Kreat had been weird all day, pampering you with a great amount of food, a hot shower in the Hutt’s palace in which he worked, the man had even brushed your hair and dressed you up with the most beautiful dress your eyes had ever seen. His attitudes were scaring the living hell out of you, part of you wanted to believe your master was trying to make you forgive him for the burn he gave you just a month ago - when you closed your eyes, you could still feel the sting you had felt that terrible night -, but you knew deep down that there was something more to it. He had been talking more and more about how rich you were going to make him, how you would accomplish it, however, was what haunted your thoughts. You had been so scared that you took a kitchen knife everywhere as a safety measure. 

You were alone in a room much bigger than yours in the Hutt castle with the knife you stole under the bed. Kreat said he would be back with a surprise and the anxiety was killing you, your nails were in your mouth being ripped away from your skin in an failed attempt to calm yourself down. 

The moment you heard the crack of the door opening your hand left your mouth and you stood up, a sign of respect to your master. Kreat stood by the door, but, unlike normally, he wasn’t alone, a young man with dark hair and purple eyes was standing right behind, a devilish smile on his face giving you chills. “Angel, this is Fred, he is the man who paid us a great amount of credits to enjoy your company. So, please, behave.” your master said giving you a look you knew meant that if you didn’t cooperate you would be punished. 

***********

Fred entered the room as Kreat closed the door introducing himself:  “Hello, y/n. I’m Fred”, as a reply you nodded not wanting to bother the man still unsure of what was your role in what was happening. “You are 15, almost 16, correct?” once again, a nod was all you replied. “You indeed have a beautiful body” the man said getting closer to you which instantly caused you to walk backwards meeting a wall. When he was standing right in front of you, his hands went to your sides making you squirm trying to get away from the intimidating unknown man. He tsked “You see, Angel, we can do this the easy way, I take your virginity which I paid for without hurting you, or you can be difficult and we’ll do it the hard way. Either way I’ll get what I want” his breath hit your face as your eyes became glossy with the realization that Kreat was going to let this man take your innocence away. 

“Please, please don’t do this, I’m not ready” you pleaded, tears falling down your face. Before hearing his voice again, you heard a laugh mocking your request “Oh, angel, I don’t give a fuck about what you want. Get on the bed, I won’t ask again” he said dryly getting away from you as his hands freed his body of the outer layers leaving him just in underwear. 

Slowly, you did what you were told, your body resting with unease in the large bed as you waited for Fred’s next move. You watched as he kneed on the bed, towering your figure, his lips kissing your neck as his hands trailed down the sides of your body. Under his ministrations, you were sobbing, afraid of what was coming your way. “You are so fucking beautiful, I can’t believe I’ll be your first, maybe I should buy you to myself”. The thought of belonging to the awful man and being violated again and again triggered something you had never felt before: a wish to fight back. 

***********

The next things happened too fast, it was like you weren’t the one in control of your own body. You grabbed the knife from under the bed and before the man on top of you even noticed, you pierced his jugular, blood splashing on your face and cleavage. His body felt heavy on top of you as he lost control of it and you struggled to be free of his weight.

After you were free, you waited under the bed for the moment Kreat was finally going to come back, a wish for revenge burning on your insides, this would be the last time he would ever hurt you. 

It was bloodier, Kreat entered the room and before he could even process what had happened you were on top of him, the knife breaking his skin over and over again, the hate accumulated on your bones from all the abuse you had lived finally leaving your body, you didn’t even notice when he stopped breathing, his screams were muffled by the rage all consuming. You stopped when you arms were sore from all the effort and ran never looking back. 

In the moment you finally got out of the Hutt castle, a smile cracked on your face, relief filled your body clouding any other sensation, making you forget you were covered in Fred’s and Kreat’s blood. You were free and you were never going back. 

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“y/n?” was the first thing you heard as you started to come back to reality, your memory slash dream so real it took you a couple of minutes to figure out that you weren’t that little girl anymore. The next thing to hit you was the pain on your side forcing you to remember what had happened, surprise filling you, it wasn’t like you expected to wake up ever again.

You heard your name again, but you didn’t have the strength to answer, so all that left your mouth was a strangled noise, the only sign to show that you were really there - whatever there was -, that you were listening, that you were still alive, that you hadn’t give up the fight. “It’s me Aduke, do you remember what happened? Please, open your eyes if you do” her voice met your ears, worry clear in her tone, it must have been bad you thought. 

Trying to open your eyes seemed like the worst battle you had ever fought, your eyelids were heavy and sticking in each other, the amount of strength necessary to make them move taking a toll on you, making you remember the throbbing pain under and on your ribs. When you were finally able to do it, a relieved breath left your mouth. Still blurry, your first sight was a brown roof, which meant you certainly were not where you had been attacked, but you weren’t sure where exactly you were transferred to. You guessed you were still at the arena, from the lack of sound of any medical devices. “Good, you were out for a great amount of time, in four hours the experiment will be over, hang on. Do you think you can drink water?”. 

Yout throat was dry, but thinking of the effort you would have to do just to swallow the liquid was disencouraging, so you stayed silent hopping that she would be the one to decide if you should drink it or not. The first had seemed to win since Aduke got up and sat next to you with a water bottle in hand. The process was difficult, a little bit fell on your skin making you shiver, it was very cold when compared to your own body temperature, making you think that perhaps you were with a fever, you weren’t sure. Just like imagined, swallowing was the most difficult part, your muscles not wanting to cooperate, making you even more tired and causing your eyelids to become heavier. 

“y/n?” was also the last thing you heard before drifting off to the blackness again.   

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Kylo was terrified, he watched as her body left the arena in a stretcher, imobile, connected in all kind of fluids, the patches Aduke had placed in her sides dripping with blood, she was a couple of colors lighter and covered in sweat. 

In the moment she entered the Steadfast, the dark knight ran to the Infirmary, threatening every single doctor responsible for her care - if she died, they would all meet a very unpleasant death -. And he waited. Waited for the surgery which had seemed to go on for days, waited for her to be transported to the room he was usually put it when injured pacing around, too nervous to focus on anything other than y/n. 

When she finally got there, he questioned the doctors over and over again making sure he understood every single thing about her health state. The surgery had been complicated, the knife hadn’t pierced your diaphragm for a few inches, however a internal bleeding had occurred, causing you to lose a lot of blood. You had also two fractured ribs, which would be healed eventually, but there wasn’t much that could’ve been done. The recovering should go smoothly, bacta helping it to go faster. 

Eventually, it was just him and her all alone.

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A beeping sound woke you up, the first thing you felt was some kind of dizziness you weren’t sure from where it came, the second, a light pain coming from your side, but a thousand times better than it had been the last time you were awake. The signs made you figure out you were back on the Steadfast being taken care of, the beeps from the machines and the lighter pain from the drugs you took. The remaining questions were how bad you state actually was and for how long you had been out, but getting them answered meant calling a doctor, which meant having to move and making effort, which you weren’t exactly thrilled to do. 

A snoring sound was what really made your body move, your eyelids separating from each other as a white blinding light filled your eyes, shooting them closed again. When you were finally accustomed to the brightness of the room, you found the source of the sound - Kylo Ren -. His body was accommodated in a couch too small for him, his legs hanging from the edge as his head rested in a pillow. For the first time, you could actually watch him without the fear of being caught.

Not even in his sleep - much like you - he seemed to be at peace, a frown on his face expressing the discomfort felt by him. It didn’t make him any less beautiful though, his features impressive as ever making your forget for some seconds that he was no angel - not that you were one yourself -, making you forget that you should hate him and the absolute worst, making you remember the last time you saw Kylo, when your lips attacked his and your pelvis rubbed his. The next thing to come to your mind was a big question that even though you knew the answer, you chose to pretend you didn’t - what the hell was the Supreme Leader doing in your room? 

“Ms. y/l/n?” a male voice took you out of your head, making your eyes snap out of the sleeping figure and focus on the doctor standing right in front of the white door. “Y-yes” you replied, testing your voice still hoarse from the lack of usage. “I’m doctor Treg and I’ll be the one to monitor your health state” his voice met your ears again causing you to nod as a reply, waiting for him to inform you what you wanted to know. “As you must remember, in the arena you were cut by a knife just below your left ribs and kicked in them. The damage done by the knife was considerable since you had an internal bleeding, however, it didn’t hit any vital organs which means that recovery shouldn’t take too long once you will do some bacta treatment. As for your ribs, you fractured two of the bottom ones. We can’t immobilize them, so they will heal by themselves, once again, the bacta should speed up the process. For the recovery period, you must avoid brusque movements since they can both reopen your wound and cause you pain on the ribs. Breathing and laughing can also cause a little bit of pain, but nothing you will be not able to deal with, you will, however, be taking some painkillers for relief. Any questions?”. Before you could reply a deep baritone voice you knew too well for your own liking spoke up cutting you off. “That will be all, doctor”. 

With a ‘yes, Supreme Leader’, the physician left your room leaving you and your questions behind, fucking Ren. Angrily, you turned your face to his figure now standing by the end of your bed. “A-are you kidding me? I had questions y-your asshole” you spoke up, voice above a whisper still getting used to being used. “I can answer them all” he shrugged as if his presence and bossing around wasn’t a bother. “I wanted to ask the doctor not you” you replied back in instants not being the most mature you could. “You’re stuck with me” he stated. You whispered a ‘great’ muffled by the air you left out of your mouth, a signal you were not pleased. “What are you even doing here? I don’t need your damn pity” you asked, head turning to the side. “I don’t pity you and you know this” the knight replied making you laugh dryly. “So what is it? You are not here because you love me? You don’t even know me. You said you don’t pity me” you barked facing the man again, his face in a facade, but his eyes showing he wasn’t feeling well. “Oh, you’re feeling guilty, aren’t you? Guilty for putting a bunch of girls in a fucking arena just to satisfy your desire to be loved and your sadistic side. You are feeling guilty for being the reason why I’m here”, the mean words left your mouth before you could even stop them.

In no time, he was by your side holding your head roughly in his hand forcing you to look directly into his eyes as he angrily spilled his reply “It doesn’t matter. You have so fucking much to say about me, but we are the same, you hardly felt loved and when you did it didn’t last, you have so much pain and anger living inside of you that you don’t even know what to do with it so you destroy everything in your way, not with a lightsaber like me, but you do it with words. You are lonely, you are a nobody and you keep pretending to yourself that you like it, but I know better, you don’t, you want something you never had, you want to belong and I’m trying to give it to you, to me, but, stars, you just have to make it so damn difficult, don’t you? You want to believe so bad that you don’t deserve anything good that you are making it true”. 

“This is a good thing?” you laughed “You tease me and sure I like kissing you and I would fuck you, but it doesn’t erase the fact that we don’t really know each other, that you took me out of my fucking home without asking me just to come here and fight to rule an Empire which did nothing for me” you spilled back, just as angry. 

“Pretend all you want, but you feel this connection, you know we are alike. This-” he pointed to the both of you “ - is an opportunity for you to leave the joyless life you carried in that miserable little planet and do something big, something for yourself, something more than just fucking survive” Kylo stated letting your face go as he paced through the room with heavy steps. “I am nothing, you said it yourself, I have nothing to offer this galaxy, to offer you, stars, I have nothing to offer myself, and even if I do feel this ‘connection’ or whatever you want to call it, I don’t trust you, I don’t trust myself” you confessed, tears weighting on your eyes threatening to spill. “You think I trust you or myself?” he laughed “Cut the crap and take it, do something for yourself, get out of your comfort zone, you know that is what Juney would’ve wanted”.

That was a low trick and you were sure he knew it, mentioning your mother figure, but before you could talk back he cutted you off with a kiss, not like the other ones, softer and left the room shortly after, leaving you to process everything he had said.

#crowned by the devil #kylo ren #kylo x reader #kylo ren x you #kylo ren x reader #kylo x you #original female character #kylo ren angst #supreme leader kylo ren #star wars #adam driver

[mylifeisactuallyamess]

I am on a roll today! This is a ridiculously long chapter over 4k words, a lot happens!

Until We Go Down

Poe Dameron x Original Female Character 18+ NSFW (not yet but there will be. Come on it’s Poe!)

Warnings: Fighting, swearing, a vision, darkness, description of death and dead people, fluff and care.

My eyes travelled up the sparking red blade to the black leather gloved hand tightening round the hilt. My heart stopped when my eyes rested on his face, but there was no face. Just a mask with sightless eyes, devoid of any human expression. ‘You.’ His other gloved hand pointed at me and the voice that rolled out of the mask was deep and foreboding. My eyes rolled as pure fear ripped through me, I’d never felt an aura like his before. It was huge, it suffocated me as it threaded its way through my mouth, my eyes, my ears. I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe! A dark cloud of destruction and anger surrounded this person and all I could think about was running. My body was stuck, I couldn’t escape, trapped in the rolling black sand.

Read it here on AO3.

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[darlingofdathomir]

Chapters: 27/27 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars- After TLJ Rating: Explicit Relationships: Armitage Hux/Original Female Character(s), Hux/OC, Kylo Ren/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Armitage Hux, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Phasma (Star Wars), Rey (Star Wars), Leia Organa, Original Female Sith Character(s) Additional Tags: Blood Kink, Mildly Dubious Consent, Blood and Violence, Riding Crops, Hux is Not Nice, Bondage and Discipline, Dubious Consent, Belts, Hate Sex, Hux-centric, Armitage Hux Has Issues, Shameless Smut, Smut, Porn With Plot, Force Choking, Choking, Love Triangles, Blood and Gore, Blood and Torture, Minor Character Death, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Kylo Ren Angst, Dominant Armitage Hux, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Extremely Dubious Consent, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Force Bondage Summary:

Much to his chagrin, General Hux finds himself falling for a force-sensitive mercenary gifted to him on Canto Bight. She's more than she seems, though, and after her secret comes to light they fight together to destroy the Resistance... and dethrone Kylo Ren.

Kylo is forced to face the ripples from his actions years ago, and Rey tries to help him through sadness, death, and betrayal- but ties that bind may not be stronger than the lust for revenge, especially when Kylo loses his last foothold in the light.

A pile of sex, blood, death, and traitors... with the tiniest bit of fluff on top.

Pretty well split between Hux/OFC and Kylo/OFC interaction, but ultimately Hux-centric Pro-Rey, but not Reylo ------------------------------- One-shot that escalated :P Omg. I can’t believe I actually finished this. Posted my last chapter, I’ve been going back and forth on it and finally told myself to just shut up and post it.  I hope I didn’t let you guys down! aaaaAAAAA! My brain hasn’t stopped, so there will likely be a prologue at some point because I love my evil muffins too much. Working on a Phasma x OFC because her and Mara have become increasingly adorable in my head :P Anyways thank you so much again for reading, both reading and writing fanfic makes me so happy and it’s like therapy for me <3

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