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pablitogavii · 1 year

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Misunderstanding

Summary: You and Pablo have ben going out on dates when a false rumor made you doubt yourself and shut him out...until he finally gets to confess his feelings.

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader

Warnings: slight angst/ smutty themes/ fluffy ending

You met Pablo at one of the after parties through shared friends, and since you guys started talking you fell madly in love with the Barça golden boy.

He was so caring and knew just how to make you feel like the only girl in his word. Everything seemed to be perfect unless a particular rumor sparked your interest.

fútbol.gossip.

Barça Golden Boy, Pablo Gavi, caught with his new girlfriend, young influencer and model, Jessica Sin. What are your thoughts on this newest football couple???

After reading that title and looking at that picture for what felt like eternity, you shut off your phone feeling tears fall down your cheeks.

"Was he really pretending this whole time!?" you said out loud to yourself in utter disbelief.

After reading the rest of story which claims they only started dating a few weeks ago, you remembered that Pablo told you he will be a little distant due to preparation for El Copa del Rey. Yeah, right! He was probably fucking her during that exact time!

"I'm so stupid! Díos!" you said in defeat getting your backpack and packing some of your clothes you kept at Pablo's apartment leaving before he came back.

You weren't even gonna tell him 'goodbye'. He didn't deserve any sympathy from you after this!

When Pablo came home, completely exhausted from yet another all day training session, he was surprised that you were not waiting for him.

Last time the two of you texted, you made a plan to do dinner and a movie at his apartment and he was planning on begging you for a sleepover as well...after so many busy days, he just missed spending time with his girl.

He took his phone to text you.

pablo: why are you not here bombón?? don't tell me you forgot about our date :(( Read 10:30pm

Pablo finished his shower, putting on some grey sweatpants before taking his phone and raising his eyebrows after seeing that you just left him on read.

His first instinct is that something must have came up and you couldn't talk right now. He trusted you enough to give you space and wait for your call.

The next morning, you didn't even have the strength to get up and go to school from crying all night thinking to yourself how impossible getting over Pablo is going to be...he was your first real love...first time you thought you found someone you wanted to build a life together.

But of course he wanted a model and an influencer! It should have been strange to you that he ever showed interest to such a normal and boring college girl.

Pablo woke up late cause he had a day off from training expecting to see a message from you pop on his phone but there was nothing. Just his read message from last night...he was starting to get worried so he decided to text you again.

pablo: amor, is everything okay? pls answer me, I'm starting to get worried. Read 11:12pm

You read the text tossing your phone away as more tears escaped your tired eyes. Was he really acting like nothing happened!?

Seeing that again just read his message, Pablo was seriously freaking out at this point. Did he do something? Were you mad at him? A call from Pedri interrupted his thought process.

"Hermano, have you heard of the gossip yet?" Pedri said and Pablo rolled his eyes never being the one to care much for fake internet drama.

"Pedri, I really don't care which Kardashian cheated on her husband this time! I can't reach Y/N. She is mad at me and I don't know why!" Pablo said irritated.

"I know why she is mad! It's because the gossip is about you cabrón!" Pedri said sending Pablo the link to the exact story you read yesterday night.

"Mierda!" Pablo said now realizing what had happened last night.

Of course the story was bullshit and Pablo felt horrible that you had to deal with it but that's part of his career as well (unfortunately!). He needed to explain everything to you as soon as possible!

Pablo Gavi (12 missed calls)

He just wouldn't give up for hours and ever when you turned off your ringer, you just couldn't stop thinking about answering him. You wanted to hear his voice again..hell you wanted to kiss him right now..but you knew you should't. You needed to distance yourself until you get completely over him!

"Hija. There is a chico looking for you at the front door?" your mom said peeking through your bedroom door and you froze knowing exactly who it was...you couldn't face him now...no freaking way!

"Tell him I'm not home, please mamá!" you say and she waited for you to change your mind seeing how genuinely worried the boy was but after a few seconds she respected your wishes.

"Lo siento but she isn't home. Is there a message you'd like me to leave?" when Pablo heard those words from your mom, his heart broke..you didn't want to see him.

"Um..just tell her it was a misunderstanding..por favor" Pablo said before leaving stealing a glance at your bedroom window with a small hope of seeing your face but you never came.

pablo: I know you are seeing my messages, so please just give me a chance to explain to you what happened. none of it is true, mi amor. i don't even know who that girl is, I promise you. I never had someone in my life like this, someone so genuine and kind. I can't function without you mi vida, please just come back to me and we will talk about everything. i love you so much <3

Reading that message you were crying ugly tears. You didn't know what to believe anymore...everyone online kept saying Pablo will end up with a model...the girl from the picture fits him perfectly..she isn't average like you...but Pablo's words were always genuine and you began wondering if you should have given him a chance to explain himself before jumping to conclusions.

"He's sitting in front of our house...waiting for you..and he said it was a misunderstanding? I don't know what's going on hija, but the boy seemed sincero..maybe give him a chance?" you mom said and you smiled wiping away your tears before peeking through a window seeing Pablo sitting on the edge of the road looking straight at you.

When Pablo met your eyes he got up moving across the street and standing underneath your window..it was corny but he didn't care when it came to you.

You gulped opening your window slowly looking down at those warm eyes you fell deeply in love with.

"I wanna be only with you...nobody else. Please let me explain bombón" Pablo spoke first and you felt your heart tighten at the familiar nickname.

"Bueno..we can talk..but that's all" you say and he nodded waiting for you happy that you were still giving him a chance which he fully intended to take.

"We should go somewhere private?" Pablo suggested and you nodded letting him drive you to his place although you were still keeping your guard up.

The drive was quiet for awhile...it was a little awkward because you both obviously wanted to hold hands like you always would but kept your distance instead.

"You look beautiful amor... com siempre" Pablo needed to break the silence and you just took the compliment blushing a little in response.

When you arrived he opened your door and led you inside while making sure to give you enough space so that you are not uncomfortable by his presence.

The moment you both sat down on the couch he began talking.

"None of it is true. I was signing some stuff for the fans and she asked for a picture, that's all. I haven't even asked for her name...and I would never betray your trust like that. Amor, I love you...like this isn't just a crush for me anymore" Pablo opened up and hearing those words leave his lips made something in your melt.

"Pablo..I'm scared...I don't want to get hurt" you admit deep down knowing that even if this wasn't true, you were way too "normal" for someone like him..he deserved more.

"I would never hurt you...I would rather beat myself every single day than do something to bring you pain mi vida...you have to believe me please..I don't know her.." he felt his eyes fill with tears as he came down on his knees besides you holding your hand and kissing them repeatedly.

"I believe you Pablo..but this happened because I know I'm not for you..I'm not a model or an influencer or someone that fits with the famous footballer..I'm just a college girl! I don't have the body or the fame!" you finally admit what's on your heart and he looks up at you as tears fall down his cheek.

"Don't you ever talk down on yourself in front of me Y/N! You are the most genuine and kind girl I have ever met in my life. You want to know something? I am the one who is lucky you chose me to be in your life. You are smart, selfless and real...unlike all those models out there, you are real mi amor..and that's precious because it became so rare" Pablo's words were making your heart tighten and tears spill down your cheeks. Never did someone say something like this you..and truly meant every word.

"And as for the body..amor..you got me weak every single time I see you..trust me on that one" Pablo added with a little smirk seeing a smile creep on your face.

"Come here.." he got up opening his arms welcomingly and you couldn't resist anymore hugging him tightly and resting your head against his strong chest listening to his sped up heartbeat.

"You're mine and now everyone knows it too..." Pablo whispered caressing your back and you were too busy listening to his heartbeat to register it right away but when you did you pulled away looking up in confusion.

"What did you do Gavira?" you asked and he chuckled taking his phone from the back pocket of his jeans and showing you his newest Instagram Post.

pablogavi

mi bombón <3 @y.n.bebe

comments:

@gavibarca @jessicasinthequeen used this story to grow followers while this girl didn't post anything...shows you who is the real one! good choice @pablogavi !!!

@gavinhofans: I knew it!! he would never date someone so superfiecial like @jessicasinthequeen liked by 10K others

@pablitoo: this is soo cute <33

@gavifan: pablo dating a normal girl is so adorable <33 she is a real one pablitooo!!

@barcafans: this just proves how fake all the gossips are!! this is real love!!!

@pablosgirl I'm sad he is taken but I'm glad it's by a normal girl! we love the queen! @y.n.bebe

"Díos mío! Tu eres tan loco!" you said reading all the loving comments his fans gave you being overjoyed that you were not a model or an influencer..you were so wrong.

"Estoy loco por ti, bombón." he answered and you put the phone away snaking your arms around his neck while kissing his lis passionately.

"I thought we are just talking and nothing else" he teased reminding you of your words while you were running your hand through his hair leaving small kissed on his face and neck.

"Shut up! I love you too...demasiado" you whisper and he rises your chin kissing your softly while grabbing your thighs remembering that there are other ways to show just how much he loves you...;))

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reidslovely · 6 months

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If Your Love is in Trouble (Part One)

"If you're asking yourself, "How do you know?" Then that's your answer" Lana Del Rey, Margaret

Playlist here.

Authors Note: Yes, I am starting another series. Maybe I'll actually finish this one. This was born after playing Spider-Man 2, and I have no explanation for it, I just really wanted an excuse to write this. I know many people aren't into love triangles and that's cool. I still hope you guys read and enjoy because it will predominantly be Peter/Reader.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Fem!Reader x Harry Osborn

Content Warning: Slight mentions of suicidal ideation, couple swear words, pretty tame for the most part right now. Few mentions of a old hair color reader had.

Please reblog, and throw a comment in if you'd like!

“I can’t believe he’s really gone.” Peter muttered as he sat crisscrossed on the pillows scattered on his bedroom floor turning his best friend's game boy over in his hands. (Y/N) frowned at her friend, her cheeks stained red and swollen from crying, the insides of her cheeks sore from being bitten.

“I know..it’s not fair.”

She rested her head on Peter’s shoulder, her arms wrapping around his torso.

“Norman is fucking evil.” Peter mumbled out, a glance at his open door making sure May didn’t hear the swear fall from his lips. “..and a terrible father, he never deserved to have Harry. But that didn’t mean he had to ship him off. He could have lived here, May and Ben would have taken him in. That’s like their whole thing!”

(Y/N) listened, she knew the hurt Peter was feeling, but she also knew he knew how Harry was feeling. The three of them had been inseparable since they were six, did everything together and went everywhere. But now Harry has gone to some fancy boarding school in the English countryside, not knowing when they’d ever see him again.

“We still have each other.”

Peter laughed sadly, his hand engulfing hers a childlike smile on his face the blue color on his braces catching her eye. “Yeah. And I’m not letting you go anywhere.” Peter wrapped his arm around her neck, pulling her down ruffling her hair. (Y/N) screamed out, thrashing around laughing, trying to fight Peter off.

“Okay you two, okay. Dinner is ready c’mon.” Ben says from Peter’s doorway looking at the middle schoolers. Peter let go of the girl, holding his hand out for her to take helping her up. Ben stood back as the two bursted out of the door, racing one another down the stairs into the warmth of the kitchen. The smell of May’s cooking filling the homey kitchen, a news anchor talking excitedly on the small TV on the counter.

…

Though the kitchen hadn’t changed in those seven years it was no longer warm, it no longer felt like a second home. The same new anchor talked on the TV, his voice no longer excited but now aged and filled with professionalism. (Y/N) looked around the once familiar area, now feeling like a vampire who’d crossed the threshold uninvited. But she had been invited, May stood in front of her two mismatching coffee cups in hand.

“Take off your coat for a while.”

She coaxed, motioning at the spring jacket on her shoulders. (Y/N) smiled at May’s motherly nature, she hadn’t changed a bit since the last time she’d seen her. Her head had a few more grays on it, and she was wearing her reading glasses more but other than physical she was the same old May.

“I’m so glad I caught you walking, I was gonna call and have these sent to you but..I’ve been wanting to see you anyways.”

“I know May, I’ve missed you. Sorry, I just..I've been..so busy.”

May squinted her eyes, her crows feet becoming prominent. It was never an easy task to lie to May, she saw through everything.

“I bet.” But, she always let the lie continue. May sat at the bar stool, the small photo book in hand as she opened it. (Y/N) settled next to her drinking out of the homemade Spider-Man cup, looking at the first set of photos. Three kids smiled in front of a carousel of horses, two boys and a girl standing in the middle. (Y/N) smiled, her mind flashing to the blonde boy in the photo, thinking about the last time they’d talk. Her eyes followed their muscle memory and looked at the scrawny brunette boy in the photo, his head resting on hers as he held up a peace sign.

“Ben and I basically had to drag you three out of that park when that silly little carousel popped up. It was your favorite part.”

“We used to spend hours there. I used to steal money out of my dad’s wallet to get us rides for the whole week.”

May laughed, nodding her head. (Y/N) smiled at the memory of her thumb rubbing over the slightly aged photo, it felt like her heart shook with grief for what they once were.

“Now this..this is my favorite.”

May held up a photo of two ghosts.

One clad in an awkward fitting sports coat and slacks, the other in a deep blue dress and poorly dyed red hair. In Peter’s scratchy handwriting ‘Junior year winter formal’ was written on the back. (Y/N) swallowed harshly, but smiled at the image.

“You two looked so cute. Your red hair really was something.”

“Mhm, I forgot the last time you saw me I was still a redhead!” (Y/N) hummed softly, sliding the photo back into its slot in the photo album. May hummed, putting her hand against her cheek.

“When was the last time?”

“It was ..I dunno, senior year we just got on christmas break, I had come by because I hadn’t heard from Peter in a couple weeks and I was worried. He’d gone upstate with Gwen’s family, and you gave me that knitted scarf and beanie set.”

“Oh that’s right!” May smiled, grabbing onto (Y/N)’s forearm. “Have you two talked at all?”

(Y/N) laughed awkwardly, her hand coming up to push her hair out of her face. She shook her head rapidly. “No, I'm pretty much on the outskirts of his life now. I think we both go out of the way to avoid one another.”

May shook her head, her nephew's behavior never failing to amaze her. “Whatever happened, have you two tried to fix it?”

“I dunno May, we just…grew apart. He had Gwen, photography and science club…and his other extra activities.” (Y/N) shrugged her shoulders, her hand patting May’s that rested on her forearm. “We grew up I guess.”

May looked at her and it felt like she saw right through her, saw her heart and how Peter had smashed it into a million pieces. (Y/N) pulled her arm gently from May grabbing the coffee cup and taking a long sip. “Oh my god! Is this you and Ben?” It was a quick and easy subject change that May would allow.

The front door opened and May turned her head. “Peter, why don’t you come into the kitchen? I have something I want to show you. I finally pulled those photos down from the attic!”

(Y/N) looked around the kitchen like an animal being caged in, she looked for a quick escape but she could never move that quietly. So she settled with tucking her face away behind May’s figure and maybe if she willed enough she’d turn invisible.

Peter's footsteps turned into a quick jog throughout the house. “May why would you..I told you I’d..” Suddenly all sound stopped. Time felt like it’d stopped with it.

Peter had grown a couple inches since the last time they’d seen one another, she thought he’d looked taller in his birthday post on instagram but maybe she’d just started forgetting what he looked like. He’d finally cut his hair, and started dressing in more fitting clothes. He had become a full adult in the time they’d been apart, it felt like just yesterday they were eighteen year olds hanging out at the skatepark.

“Hey.” He spoke softly, shock in his voice.

“I caught her walking home- thought she’d like a trip down memory lane.”

“Hey Pete.” (Y/N) spoke finally, her eyes following him as he walked to the fridge grabbing out the creamer and making his own cup of coffee. May had opened her mouth to speak before being cut off by the house phone. May grabbed (Y/N)’s shoulder as she stood.

“I’ll be right back.”

Silence, that was once comfortable and knowing, filled the room awkwardly. (Y/N)’s eyes locked to Peter’s back watching his movements.

“Happy belated birthday.”

Peter turned to look at her after the words left his mouth. She could laugh, at least he remembered one thing.

“Yeah, yeah you too. We’re twenty, pretty odd huh?’

“Yeah..I feel like I’ve lived six times that.”

(Y/N) nodded awkwardly, dropping her eyes from him and looking at the winter formal photo in her hands. Her phone vibrating from the counter, both of their eyes immediately looking at it.

‘Harry - Hey, sorry we got cut short last night’

‘Harry - I’m actually grabbing a flight right now, I should be there tomorrow afternoon.’

She clicked the power button flipping it over. “How’s huh Gwen?”

Peter nodded and leaned on the counter, his finger tapping a couple of the scattered photos. “Uh..well. Good, I think. We..broke up.” He spoke quickly, rolling his hand in a circle motion as he spoke. He looked up at her, for what felt like the first time in forever. She nodded, a frown on her lips.

“I’m..really sorry to hear that Pete. I thought for sure you guys would..be together forever.”

“Yeah me too..” He slumped his shoulders and shook his head. “Sometimes things just don’t work out.”

“Tell me about it.” She laughs, it came out more bitter than she intended. Peter nodded, his lips pulling down at the notion. Maybe he knew he owed her a slew of apologies, maybe he was oblivious. She’d rather he be the latter. Clearing her throat she slipped out of the bar stool, grabbing her jacket off the back of the chair.

“I should go. I have an assignment due at six I should get started on.”

“Oh yeah, yeah.” Peter sniffled, his thumb rubbing against his nose. He pressed his fists into the countertop, his fingers popping as he did so. “Let me walk you home.” He offered up, rushing to get his coat from the living room. (Y/N) panicked, her mind moving at a million miles a second. Her brain refuses to process any type of response other than a small yes that she doesn’t even think he heard.

Taking the couple seconds alone she had she messaged Harry back: ‘So excited to see you! Miss your face :)’

“Ready?” Peter asked, he returned with a denim jacket on his shoulders, hands shoved into his pockets. (Y/N) pocketed her phone nodding at him, Peter reached around her holding the back door open for her as they stepped out into the slight chill of the spring weather. The two rounded the side of the house heading down the block. Peter fell into his previous routine, he always took the side of the sidewalk closest to the road, keeping (Y/N) on his inside. She smiled at him, dropping her gaze to her feet.

“I’ve been a terrible friend.”

It wasn’t what she expected to fill the silence. Her mouth fell open, before closing again quickly trying to think of a response.

“I like..totally left you hanging and I just..I’m really sorry that was so fucked up. There was just.” Peters fumbling through his words, it’s not an apology, but she’ll take it.

“Hey Pete, it’s all good. We were kids, and hey what can you do it happened. I played a part in it too. We had a lot going on.”

“You were always trying to excuse my bad behavior, I was a bad friend. I can admit that now, I should have admitted that two years ago.”

(Y/N) shakes her head, a laugh falling out of her lips, her hand coming up to wave it off.

“We were hormonal teenagers Peter, and that got in the way. I’m not mad, I missed you a lot. But maybe it was what we needed to grow.”

“I know but I should have said something. I left you on a fucking rooftop, I..”

“I love you Peter, and I just need to know if you love me.” She screamed over the flow of the traffic below them. Sirens sounding off in the background felt like she was being laughed at by everyone. Peter’s face was numb, filled with shock as he held his mask in one hand, his bruised eyes searching her face. “I’m so confused. I don’t know what to think.”

“I don’t..I don’t know. I dunno, either.”

He shook his head, the sound of the city around him felt like an icepick being stabbed into the back of skull. (Y/N) took a step back, wind blowing against her face whipping the dyed red hair around across her face. She turned and looked over the edge, before looking at him. Jumping from the 20th something floor felt like a better option than hearing whatever Peter had to say.

“I just..is there a chance or is this all for..nothing? Am I holding out for nothing?”

The sirens got louder, and Peter looked between the red head and the flashing sirens below them.

“I’m sorry, we can talk later!” Peter swore as he slid the mask on his face, in a flash he’d thrown

himself over the side of the building a flash of red swinging off into the sky.

The memory crawled into the forefront of her mind and for once it didn’t make her want to claw herself out of her skin. Peter’s hand had creeped out of his jacket pocket and into hers, his hand interlocking with hers. (Y/N)’s lips pulled down in a bittersweet smile, her thumb rubbing across his. For a moment she’s convinced herself nothing changed, for a moment she’s in school sneaking kisses with Peter in the darkroom of the photography club. Waiting for him by his locker ready to trade lunches for the day with silly notes written on the inside.

“It hasn’t changed a bit.”

Peter laughed as they reached the front stoop of her home, his hand still in hers. It was comforting, both having a sneaking feeling of home that they hadn’t felt in almost two years. However, the moment died quickly. Peter let go of her hand, stepping in front of her slightly as he looked around. (Y/N) furrowed her brow as she opened her mouth to talk, the scrapping of a chair drew her attention to the corner of the porch, a figure standing up.

“Mhm that’s what I said. I gotta say though I don’t remember the glass in the window being pink”

The deep voice drew the friend's head towards the sound, (Y/N)’s jaw dropping as she grabbed a tense Peter’s shoulder.

“Harry!”

They both yelled. The sandy blond started down the steps, (Y/N) took off meeting him half way engulfing him in a hug. Peter stood back in shock, looking at his lost friend as if a ghost had just crawled out of its grave in front of him. A small vibration of alert hanging in the back of his skull as the two embrace.

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inklore · 8 months

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garage rooftop

premise: the lines of friendship or something more grow more blurry the longer your eyes move from each mole, his cheek bones, his dark eyes, his lips. and you really don't understand why the two of you hadn't become something more ages ago.

pairing: ben solo x (f)reader

word count: 1k

contents: college au, fluff like this is nothing but fluff with one sexual innuendo and that's it, friends to lovers, quick mention of han being a lackluster dad sorry it's for the plot.

note: let's ignore that i actually wrote this back in april and just never got around to editing it but now that i'm in my driver era i had to come back to it. the title is from this song that i highly rec listening to while reading <3

The way his face morphs into something that was once joyful and silly—the blissed high that paints your cheeks red from laughing too hard over being overheated from how weightless it feels to be laying on the roof of your apartment building. The space decked out with rugs, blankets, and cushions from past and current tenants, mostly college kids like yourselves.

Making it the perfect place to get high and look up at the sky at night. The city lights outshine the stars, but the clouds—and the strain of ganja Poe recently snagged from his dealer—give the same ethereal effect.

“Why haven’t we ever...”

“Ever what, Solo? Dated?” There’s a pause between your words, and a slow, sly smirk moves across your lips as you look over at him. “Fucked?”

The blush painting his cheeks quickly moves down to his neck as he shakes his head in laughter, biting his lower lip to hide whatever feelings are currently making him look like a shy schoolboy—something he was far from.

It’s the “both. Why haven’t we done any of it?” That makes you both fall silent. That makes the joyfulness fade and something else fill the air the longer the silence spreads between the two of you.

And it’s not the weirdest question or the wildest thing that’s come out of either of your mouths.

It’s a question that makes you wonder, why? Seriously why? With the longer you stare at him, the more you take in the nervous tick of his chiseled jaw. The way his dark hair falls into his face each time he laughs and he has to continuously push it out of his eyes. How the crook of his nose looks oddly kissable and more attractive than you’ve noticed it before when it’s this close to your face.

When the haze from the weed is making your body feel limitless and swoony.

It’s a feeling that has you turning on your side. Putting a hand under your head shifts your body closer to Ben’s. Smiling when he doesn’t act phased in mirroring you, his body moving in the same motions and position as yours. Now putting the two of you so close that you can feel his breath hit your face, and the space between your legs barely exists without some part of him touching it.

The two of you had been friends for forever, it seemed. Stuck in the woes of academia, making your parents proud does that to you. Makes you lose track of time and forget how the two of you became friends after getting into an argument over a Hamlet book in the library.

A fight Finn quickly broke up, but Poe enthusiastically cheered on.

The lot of you—Rose and Rey included—became inseparable after that day. Something that didn’t have a timestamp or expiration in your mind. It just happened.

And now you have four best friends, and you’re coming to the conclusion that you’ve possibly liked one more than that. The lines of friendship or something more growing more and more blurry the longer your eyes moved from each mole, each scar, and each strand of hair. His cheek bones, his dark eyes, his lips. And you really don't understand why the two of you hadn’t become something more ages ago.

“Have you wanted to?”

“The fact that you’re asking me tells me that you’ve never noticed. I’m not that subtle.”

“Nose stuck in a book at all times, Ben, not subtle?” You make a sarcastic face, “yeah, who would ever think you’re subtle?”

His knee nudges your thigh as his cheeks rise in that smile that makes his eyes crinkle at the edges. “You think I’d let Poe or Rey borrow my stuff? Steal my takeout from the fridge—which I know you do—without consequence?”

“In their defense, Poe and Rey have three late library books from two years ago and only you and I like the takeout you get from the bodega on the corner, so…it’s not really a fair asses-”

The squeal that comes from his fingers digging into your sides, pinching the skin at your hip and rib bones, fills the air and knocks the wind out of you all at the same time as you realize the position the two of you have wrestled yourselves in.

Strands of dark hair moving against your forehead, your fingers instinctively reach up to brush the strands from both of your faces. Ben’s lips so close to yours that all it would take is a heavy breath and you’d be kissing. The relaxing rhythm of your heart now feeling like a hammer in your chest.

Ben’s fingers run along your jawline, resting at your chin.

“What if we did?” He asks. Searches your face for any reaction or indication that the subject should be changed. That he should stop asking, and the two of you should move away and pretend like this never happened. Go back to how things were—which was clearly not subtle and most definitely screaming ‘I’m in love with my best friend’.

“Why have you never asked until now?” You answer with a question.

“Losing my best friend is not the traumatic life experience I’d like to put on my resume beside divorced parents and an absent father.” He jokes, his smile playful, as the pad of his thumb draws small circles against the skin of your jaw.

“No wonder you’re unemployed.” The two of you laugh, breaths mingling in the joys of this moment. Of the jokes that come easy and the touches that seem to come even easier. But then there's silence, and you’re leaning closer to him, a feathering touch of your lips against his as you murmur, “maybe you should stop being so afraid, Ben Solo. And have me.”

And if you’ve ever felt like there was something missing—some cataclysmic event in your life that could rewire your nervous system and make you feel like you’ve been barely making it, your heart barely beating and keeping you alive: Ben’s mouth is the puzzle piece as he brings your mouths together in a bruising kiss.

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happy-beeeps · 9 months

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for the prompt list you just reblogged, what about "i didn't sign up for this" with either obi-wan kenobi or the bad batcher of your choice?

I’m on the run (with you my sweet love)

Pairing: obi-wan x reader

WC: 1.2k

Summary: after hearing that obi-wan is living in exile, you do your best to find him, determined to live out your lives together as you’d dreamed.

Suggested listening: Chemtrails over the country club by Lana Del Rey

A/N: IM SO BAD AT ANSWERING OH MY GOD. Thank you for the request I’m so excited!!! tbh, I struggled with this so hard because I physically cannot give Obi-Wan an angsty situation but we made it work hehehe. Obi-Wan is both my fav Star Wars man (which surprises people sometimes) and one of the characters I write the least, so this was SO fun! Sorry it’s so short, but I plan on writing much more for him soon!❤️🫶🥰

The house was small, really just a small kitchenette and living space with a bed nook off to the side. Like all houses in the dune sea, it was low in the ground, slatted windows up high on the walls to offer light with as little heat as possible. You wouldn’t call it nice by any means, not compared to what you’ve lived in before, but it had a certain coziness that had excited you. You had flushed out your credits just as soon as Bail had told you of Obi-Wan’s exile, and gotten yourself on the first ship to Mos Eisley that you could. The house had been easy enough to find, there were plenty of people in Mos Eisley eager to sell property to someone, particularly when that someone came with a sack of credits.

The hard part was finding Obi-Wan.

You spent the morning in the center of Mos Eisley, gathering supplies and what small furnishings you could transport for your new home, listening intently for anything. Any word of a newcomer, any whispers of the fall of the Jedi. Unfortunately (or fortunately) no one said anything.

Beru and Owen were the obvious next choice, and they came with much greater information than you had anticipated. You hadn’t met Anakin’s brother and sister-in-law before, but you had seen holos of them during your nights in with Padmé. Owen had been… reluctant to talk to you, but Beru had quickly pointed you in the direction of the cave Obi-Wan had been hiding out in the past few rotations, not terribly far from your home or the Larrs homestead.

Which is how you found yourself here, at the mouth of a cave, a fabric shawl draped carefully over your shoulders to protect as much of you as possible from the blazing Tatooine suns.

It was easy to walk into, and the dark walls and open space gave the whole space a chill in the air that hung itself uncomfortably around your shoulders. He wasn’t here, but there were signs of him present. A rucksack with some rations and credits, his robes and tunic–carefully folded in a pile resting on a large stone, and a small lamp. You ran your hands down the soft fabric of the robe, before picking it up and bringing it close to you. It smelled just like him, and for the first moment in what felt like a millenia, you let yourself ache in your chest. You had missed him something awful, worried something awful. When Padmé had explained what had happened, what he would have to do, you had feared the worst.

When none of them came back, you had all but accepted it.

“Don’t move.”

The voice that came from the cave mouth was cold and cautious, strong and intimidating. It was also home.

“Ben,” you whispered, using the nickname you had given him some night who knows how many moons ago, hoping to show him you were you. You were here.

You removed the shawl slowly as he stepped out of the mouth of the cave, his form no longer silhouetted against the blinding sun. His hair was looking slightly ragged, the tunic he wore now hung awkwardly on his frame–it must’ve been a loan from Owen you decided.

“Is it really you?” he asked, walking up to you cautiously, moving slowly as if you were made of mist that would simply vanish if he got too close. The sun had already begun to bring out even more freckles across his skin, growing ruddy with exposure.

“I’m here to take you home with me,” you murmured, closing the gap between the two of you and pulling him close to you, one hand cradling the back of his head while he pressed soft kisses into the crook of your neck.

“You can’t, I have to stay here. I can’t return to Coruscant with you.”

You pulled back for a moment, brushing the hair away from his face, “who said anything about Coruscant?” Before he could answer, you pressed your lips to his, capturing him in a kiss meant to soothe yourself and reassure him. He was alive. You were here. The rest you could figure out together.

* * *

You hadn’t said much on the walk back to your home, hadn’t been able to. Obi-Wan refused to let go of you, his hand lingering on a spot on your body at any moment. It was as if he was finally allowing himself these open, semi-public touches at last, though you knew the price of this freedom had been costly.

When you approached your home, you led him down to the living quarters and quickly worked at getting a small iced tea ready while he settled in. Well, attempted to settle.

“You bought this? Here?”

“You think I’d rent? In this economy?” You scoffed, and he gave you a lighthearted smile in return as you guided him towards the small sofa in the middle of the room. “I’ve only been here a few rotations, been looking for you,” you moved to settle beside him, knees clinking into one another with a familiarity you had been longing for. “You’re a hard man to find Master Kenobi.”

“I didn’t realize you’d be looking,” he reached over to place a hand on your cheek, steadying himself against you for a moment. It had taken you the better part of the afternoon to get from the cave to your home, and your living room was now painted in the orange and magenta hues of the setting suns, low light making him look even softer than you had imagined. “To be quite honest, I feared you’d assumed the worst.”

“Then you don’t know me at all.”

He pulled your head closer to him, bringing his forehead to yours in a sweet, intimate gesture. “I cannot put you in danger, I will not. You’re a senator, you cannot give up your life for me. You didn’t sign up for this.”

“I’m more than just a senator you know,” you breathed, your eyes fluttering open to look into his while his breath hitched in his throat, “as per that night on Chandrila, I’m your wife. You think I don’t want to be here? That I didn’t sign up for this? I said "till death”, Kenobi, and I meant it.”

“I couldn’t contact you, I’ve had to close myself off to the Force since arriving. I’ve lost so much. I cannot lose you dearest.”

You moved closer to him to bridge the gap between your mouths again, breathing a simple, “you’ll never have to,” as you did. This time you kissed him with the fervor and passion of a woman coming home, and he drank you in like a man lost in a desert. Which, you suppose he was. Here was your Obi-Wan, your Ben, wrapped in your arms and in your home for as long as you’d like. You were free to press yourself against his freckled chest and trace the starlight colored scars across his skin. You could live in the serendipitous bliss of him, his smell of caf and leather and something woody, the kind way he carried himself.

It had cost you both everything, had cost the Republic, but at last you were free to be Obi-Wan Kenobi’s wife in more than just secrecy, your sanctuary guarded by the twin suns of Tatooine.

#obi wan x reader #obi wan kenobi x reader #obi-wan x reader #star wars #obi wan kenobi #requests #obi wan #obi wan x y/n #obiwan

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stayteezdreams · 9 months

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Lost In You: Part One

Plot: When attending your friends costume party, you keep getting complimented on your couples costume. But you can't help but be confused, after all, you came to the party alone.

-Part Two-

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Gn!Reader* *A/n: Obviously had to go with Star Wars costumes lmao, and even though the costumes are of a male and female character, I believe it doesn't matter the gender of the character, you can still dress up as them anways. So besides the reader dressing "as" Rey, everything else is Gender Neutral, so please dont let that effect how you enjoy the story. The readers costume is not mentioned in detail, only vaguely to give a rough idea :)

-Meet-Cute Series-

Warnings/Notes: Brief mentions of alcohol, drinking, and drunk people. Reader is referenced to have drank, but is not drunk. Reader is a bit of geek (helps them bond with Seonghwa).

Words: ~2.4k

Walking around the fairly crowded house, your eyes scanned over the mix of recognizable, impressive, unusual, and downright lazy costumes that people were wearing.

When you had been invited to your friend's birthday, being told it was a costume party, you were excited. You had been wanting an excuse to wear your costume for ages, having missed the opportunity the previous Halloween.

Waving to some people you knew, your eyes scanned the crowd for more of your friends.

Nearly bumping into someone, you said excuse me before you recognized them as an acquaintance.

"Oh hey!" you greeted cheerfully "Nice costume" you smiled down at their bright yellow kill-bill inspired jumpsuit.

"Thank you!" they grinned as they looked at yours "Oh! Love that you went with a couples costume!"

You furrowed your brow "Huh?"

Having not heard you they waved to someone nearby before smiling at you "Sorry, gotta go, I'll talk to you later yeah?"

"Oh yeah, bye" your voice was still laced with confusion as they walked away.

Couples costume? You hadn't matched with anyone, none of your friends were really into Star Wars, so they wouldn't have matched with you.

You shrugged it off, figuring they just mistook your costume for someone else as you walked through a small group of people, before spotting one of your best friends.

Grinning, you snuck up on her "Hey!"

Gasping, she turned around with a glare "Stop doing that"

You chuckled as you grabbed yourself a drink before looking around "A lot more people came than I thought would."

"Yeah, I guess adults really do love an excuse to dress up like kids again."

You smiled and nodded, agreeing with the thought. "I thought you were going to go with Harely Quinn?" You asked as you eyed her Batwoman costume.

"It was trash" she rolled her eyes "Tore as I was putting it on."

"That's what you get for ordering cheap"

She waved her hand dismissively "I know, I know"

"Where did you get this one?"

"Last minute favor from my cousin, luckily we're the same size, otherwise I would have shown up in that slinky red dress I have and called myself Marilyn Monroe"

"You have black hair, Betty Boop is more accurate"

Just as she opened her mouth to retaliate, a drunk girl stumbled up to the drinks table before the spotted your costume.

"Ooh, that's why he brushed me off" she pouted before her eyes rose to meet yours.

You rose your brow before you glanced at your friend who gave you a similar look of confusion.

The drunk girl took a step closer "You wore a couples costume, that's so cute, mm'jealous" she slurred with an even bigger pout before she spotted someone, squealed and ran towards them.

You let out an awkward chuckle as your friend looked at you "What the hell was that?"

"I don't know, but that's the second time someone said I was wearing a couples costume with someone."

She looked you up and down, "Well, since you're dressed as Ren-"

"Rey"

"...Rey, then someone is dressed as that tall evil black haired guy right?"

"Kylo Ren, or Ben Solo" you stopped yourself from explaining as you recalled your friends lack of interest in the franchise before you began looking around the crowd of people "I haven't seen anyone in an outfit like that so far."

She hummed before she glanced around as well "I wonder if they're cute."

You scoffed but couldn't help but wonder the same thing. Shrugging it off again, you turned around, just missing the cloaked figure walk past and into the next room.

After a while, you parted ways with your friend. You made your way through the crowd again, having begun to grow tired of being bumped into, and having to strain your ears to hear anything anyone tried to say to you.

Your friend had clearly over-invited guests or overestimated how many people would show up, as the room grew hot and almost claustrophobic.

Spotting the doors leading to the backyard, which seemed surprisingly empty, you slid through a group of dancing people, desperately wanting to escape.

Feeling your costume catch on something, you had to tug yourself away, before accidentally running into someone just as you reached the doors.

"Oh sorry!" your voice almost mimicked the strangers, as you both apologized as your eyes met.

You smiled, "Excuse me" you added on.

"It's okay" he smiled sweetly, his voice soft.

Your eyes drifted down to catch his costume, and you felt yourself freeze as you noted the lightsaber hooked on his belt. His eyes grazed over you as well as he had the same exact reaction.

Your eyes quickly met again as your voices called out at the same time "You!"

You rose you brow in surprise and he chuckled "I've been hearing all night about someone I wore matching costumes with."

You smiled and let out a soft laugh "So have I!"

His smile widened a bit, and you realized just how attractive he was. He was intimidatingly attractive, actually, you told yourself as you suddenly felt a bit shy.

You cleared your throat a bit "Nice costume, it looks like really good quality"

He grinned down at his costume before he looked at you "Thank you. Your's too!"

You smiled, starting to feel a bit self-concious as his eyes seemed to have looked you over slowly.

Suddenly, he spoke up, his voice full of excitement "You're lightsaber! I have the same one at home!"

"You do?" you asked intrigued as he nodded with excitement "I collect a lot of Star Wars stuff" he confessed, and you saw a tinge of embarrassment cross his features.

'Cute' you thought as you grinned, "I collect a lot of stuff too! From Star Wars and other movies"

His face seemed to brighten a bit, as he wondered what else you might have in common.

As a loud song came on, you winced a bit as you looked towards the now cheering group of drunk people.

Seonghwa cringed as well, before he looked over at you and leaned closer. You turned and met his gaze, alarmed by his sudden closeness.

"Were you heading outside?"

You nodded, unable to find your voice as your eyes remained locked with his.

"Me too." Hearing a drunken scream you saw him wince as he motioned his head towards the door "Shall we?"

You let out a soft chuckle and nodded. You watched him opened the doors, stepping aside so you could go out. You muttered a thanks as you made your exit, your heart hammering in your chest.

The cool night air washed over you and seemed to sober any ounce of drunkenness you might have held before.

There were only a few people scattered around the back yard. A few in the pool, and some playing a nearby fooseball game.

You looked back at the house and shook your head softly, "I'd hate to have to clean up after this."

The man laughed and agreed, as he stopped beside you. Looking back over at him, your heart jumped a bit as he was already looking at you.

He seemed to realize this too before he adjusted himself "I'm Seonghwa by the way."

You smiled at him "I'm Y/n."

His smile widened as you introduced yourself. Seonghwa's heart was beating fast, as his face felt hot, he hadn't drank much at all, so he knew it must just be you affecting him this way.

His eyes glanced over at a nearby couch surrounding a firepit. Feeling a bit brave, and far too intrigued by you to just walk away, he met your eyes again.

"Want to go sit?"

You looked back at where his eyes lingered and you smiled before nodding softly. Following him over to the couch you took in a deep breath, calming yourself.

It hadn't taken long for you and Seonghwa to fall into deep conversation. You had a lot in common and found subject after subject to rant about to each other. From movies, to music, to friends and dreams, you wouldn't be surprised if you lost your voice the next morning with how much you seemed to be talking

So lost in each other's conversation, you hadn't noticed when the music died down, or how the back yard had emptied, leaving you two alone. Inside the house, nearly 70% of the people had gone home.

Nor had you noticed how much closer to two of you had become, literally.

When you sat down, you had sat on the seperate chair beside the couch, feeling too shy to sit beside each other. But now, you were both leaning forward, sitting beside each other on the couch now, faces merely a foot apart as you raved about a recent move you had both seen.

Seonghwa's arm was draped across the back of the couch, behind your shoulder, something he hadn't even noticed because it felt so natural already. When his knees brushed yours as you sat facing each other, you barely noticed.

"Y/n!"

Your voice cut out mid-sentence as you heard a familiar voice call out. Looking over, you see her walking across the yard, red solo cup in hand.

Her eyes moved to Seonghwa and you saw the look on her face that screamed 'Holy shit, he's gorgeous.'

Seonghwa however, did not see this, as his eyes became glued to you again, after only having glanced towards your friend when she first came out.

"Oh, hey!" you greeted.

She leaned on the back of the couch before Seonghwa finally looked over at her. They introduced themselves to each other before your friend looked him up and down.

"Oooh, you're the one that people kept thinking matched with Y/n."

Seonghwa chuckled and nodded his head "Yes, that's me."

She met your eyes, and a knowing look passed over her face, that you promptly ignored.

"I was surprised to see you out here though, you never stay at parties this long."

"What do you mean, what time is it?"

She rose her brow "One in the morning"

Your eyes widened as you looked over at Seonghwa, who had a similar look on his face. He took out his phone and you saw the time flash across his screen. 1:14am.

"I got here at nine" you said out loud to no one in particular.

She nodded, "And you've been out here...chatting" she glanced at Seonghwa "for about three hours."

You and Seonghwa locked eyes and he smiled somewhat shyly as he looked down at his lap.

"Oops." You chuckled as you looked back at your friend who wiggled her eyebrows.

"You said you were only staying until eleven, since you have work tomorrow"

"Oh God, I have work tomorrow" you put your hand on your face as fatigue washed over you, surely only because you now knew what time it was.

Seonghwa smiled as he watched you, thinking of how cute you were. Though, he also had to work tomorrow, and showing up to early morning dance practice after a late night was not his ideal.

You met his eyes, "I should go."

Seonghwa nodded his head "I should too, I also have work tomorrow." he chuckled.

You smiled at him as mutual shyness seemed to wash over both of you. Your friend looked between the two of you and smiled before standing up straight.

She tapped your shoulder, "Come find me after you say goodbye we can get a ride together."

You nodded at her as you looked back at Seonghwa. Both of you began to rise as you let out a soft groan.

"How did I not realize it had gotten so late?" you chuckled softly.

Seonghwa smiled, "We were busy."

He hadn't felt as though time had passed at all when he was with you. He got so lost in talking with you, so lost in you, that he didn't realize there was anything going on around him at all.

The way he was staring fondly as you made your breath hitch. You smiled at him as you felt your ears burn a little hotter.

"Yeah. It's been a while since I've met someone I could talk to about all of that stuff."

He grinned, "Me too."

Seonghwa, realizing you were about to say goodbye, felt panic rise in his chest. He didn't want to say goodbye, at least not forever.

"Uh- can I- do you think I could get your number?"

Your heart leapt as he asked, and you resisted the urge to respond with as much excitement as you felt.

You nodded, "Yeah"

"Great. And maybe...we could go see that movie next week?" he asked, referencing the movie you shared excitement about earlier.

You nodded a bit more fervently this time, "That would be fun"

He nodded in agreement as he pulled out his phone. When you exchanged numbers you began heading inside, noticing immediately how the party had ceased since you were last inside.

Music was no longer playing. Empty cups and plates were scattered around, two people were passed out on the couch as the disco ball spun slowly on the ceiling.

You winced, "Yikes"

Seonghwa laughed before you looked back over at him "I should go find my friend"

He nodded, "I'll text you tomorrow?"

You nodded with a bright smile and Seonghwa almost felt like swooning at the sight. As he began to walk away, he gave you another glance as he waved.

You waved goodbye before you spotted you friend watching you with a grin from across the room.

When Seonghwa disappeared out the front door, you made your way to your friend who rose her hand.

"If you tell me you didn't get his number, I swear to God-"

"I got his number" you cut her off.

"Yes!" She cheered dramatically "I cannot believe how gorgeous he is."

"Right!?" You said with a restrained excitement.

"Are you going to see him again?"

You nodded, "He asked me to see a movie next week."

She clapped her hands as she led you to the door "You have to tell me all about him on the ride."

You nodded as you thought back on your night, and Seonghwa. You had never clicked with someone so fast before, it almost felt too good to be true. Almost.

xx End xx

-Part Two-

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Series Taglist: @bubblesreplies, @halesandy, @why-am-i-sad, @acciocriativity

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hearts4court · 8 months

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peppers by lana del ray with sirius black

specific lyric – ”hands on your knees, i'm angelia jolie”

Peppers~

A/N: ahhh, this was my first time writing this kinda smut so bare with me 🫠🫶🏻 this was so filthy(well to me) i hope you like it<3

Main Masterlist | Rules 4 blog | about me!

Started: 8/6/23 — 8/26/23

Pairing(s): Sirius Black X Fem!reader

Warnings: Swearing, blowjobs, Ben barnes is a warning himself because CHRIST! semi-public sex(?), Sirius being Sirius, horrible french translation.

Smut starts under the “~~~~”, Lemme know if miss anything!:)

Gryffindor had won the house-cup again. Which wasn’t surprising since James was their Star-player. So in honor of James winning the cup, Their was a party in the Gryffindor Common room(per usual).

“Sirius!!” you called out to him as you ran up to him and hugged him and practically through yourself on him, making him smile and pick you up by your legs.”Princess! Were ya cheering for me? i may not be as good as James but i try.” he said as he placed a soft kiss on your lips.

You kissed back holding his face in your hands,”I was. You look so hot when you play quidditch.” you smile as you push his black hair out of his face.

“I’m glad you think so~”He said, squeezing your ass gently as he held you in his arms. “All pretty’d up f’me, aren’t ya doll?” He smirked as he pressed soft kisses to your neck and jaw.

You hum in response, as you press your body against his,”Sirius..”you whisper making him smirk and pull you closer by your waist. “shh.. i’ll give ya want ya want, mon cherie… but be patient.”he said making you whine as Remus came over to congratulate Sirius on help winning for Gryffindor.

~~~~~

The moment you two got back to his dorm Sirius’s hands were all over you, pulling on your dress and squeezing your ass, as y’all’s lips hungrily found each others.

Hands on your knees, i’m Angelina Jolie.

Sirius’s hands trailed down his pants unbuckling his belt and taking off his pants and boxers, growling at the sight of you between his legs, your hands on his knees as your mouth went up and down his cock, his hand fisting your hair as he let out a soft moans and groans.

“fuck. doing so- s’well for me, doll.” he groaned as he tossed his head back, looking down at your pretty face while you bobbed your head up and down.

Sirius’s knee started bouncing before he came in your mouth, making you whine before pulling off his cock. When Sirius noticed some of his cum leaking out your mouth wiping it with his finger and sticking his finger into his mouth making you suck it off before he stood you up and throwing you on the bed.

“alright love, my turn.” He smirked, watching as you bite your bottom lip softly, his hands worked down to your dress pushing it up.

you were in for a long night…

Don’t copy, translate or repost any of my work w/o my permission.

#the marauders era #the marauders smut #sirius black x reader #sirius black #sirius black smut #sirius black x female reader #sirius black imagine

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orangevtae · 2 years

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Follow Trough | Kylo Ren

Summary: You were Ben Solo's partner since before he turned to the dark side and changed his name to Kylo Ren, you met during Luke's Jedi training. Scaping the planet alongside with Rey, Poe, Fin and the Resistance while Luke distracted Kylo long enough so you guys could escape, you, Kylo and Rey end up making a bridge trough the Force connection and he discovers that you're carring his child on your womb.

Warnings/Additional tags: afab!reader, use of she/her pronouns, angst like really angst, romance and a little bit of fluff (it's more on memories though), conflictual feelings, Rey's a sweetheart, hurt and comfort.

Pairings: Kylo Ren/Ben Solo x Reader, Rey Skywalker/Palpatine x Reader (platonic)

A/N: I was making a Star Wars marathon and while watching the final scenes of The Last Jedi, i thought of that for some reason

"Leia, let me help you" you offered to Leia, holding out your hand to help her walk on the Millenium Falcon

"My Darling, we both know that i'm not the one who needs help" she laughed, eyes scanning over your growing belly "But i appreciate it either way"

You smiled at her, her right hand tapped your left cheek softly and up she went to the ship. You stayed behind with Rey to make sure that all of the survivors of the Resistance got inside safetly, hand carressing your belly.

You were at least 5 months long or so, you were pretty sure that you were almost 6, you lost count when all the attacks ordered by The First Order surrounded you. You sighed remembering that that meant that it was really that long since...you last saw your husband, your last encounter with Kylo Ren, it was really that long ago, even if you and him had a connection bridge trough the force way before you started to admit to have feelings for him back on the Jedi training time with Luke Skywalker, you refused to let the connection happen for the sake of your unborn baby.

You had no idea of what Kylo Ren would be able to do of he discovered that you were pregnant with his child, you always got worriedly sick thinking of it, so you did the best you could to hide the pregnancy from him, using the Force to make a fog up on the tracks of your baby, you still remember the last time you had one of your encounters, way before Rey appeared, way before things with The First Order angainst the Resistance got thicker in tension because of the back of the Jedi.

"Y/N/N? Hey, keep your mind back here" you looked up blinking rapidly, Ben's broad form in front of you, you squinted your eyes looking up at him and shielding your eyes from the burning sun light with your hands "Here you are darling everything's ok? You dissociated a moment back there"

He told you worriedly, face full of concern looking down at you, hand carressing yours softly. You were in a planet that The First Order couldn't reach you and Be- Kylo Ren on your monthly encounters, you were actually pretty tired of only being able to see him one time a month and even if you always were happy to see your husband, it wasn't the same since he turned to the dark side few years ago, you took well the first times, overjoyed to be with him for two or three days before you would part ways yet again, it was hard, hard loving him the way things how they were now, but you could handle it, right? You always thought that you could, but for two months now, you started to fear your encounters.

Kylo always tried to get you to join him on the dark side, so far deep on his fed hatred by Snoke even if you could see a little disturbence on him and the last bit of light while you always tried to bring him back home, for the sake of Leia and Han, and for the sake of the unborn baby you discovered to be carrying some weeks ago. The unborn little one would need their father present, but you couldn't let it happen while he was on the dark side, that would be the last time you would see him, it broke your heart, but you knew it was for the best.

"Yes, i'm sorry honey, i'm just tired, need some rest that's all" you smiled at him while seating down, pushing him lightly to be with you "Come lay with me"

Without a single resistance, he got rid of his gloves, shoes and cape and layed down on the little made up bed you had separated for your monthly encounters. He pushed you by the waist, your arms circling his neck, head on his chest and his cheek on the top of your head, hands softly carressing your hair.

It still pained you to remember the day you left without saying goodbye to him, you had be gone way before he woke up, ending your connection with him trough the force and hiding your baby whenever he would try to connect with you again, it was hard the first months but you soon got too busy helping Leia, the Resistance and focusing on your growing baby that everything with Kylo turned tolerable, not easy cause you could never get rid of how much you missed him.

"Y/N/N, everyone's already inside the ship, we should go" Rey's voice brought you back to the present, a soft smile on her lips as she extended her hand for you to hold "Let me help you"

"You such a sweet Rey, thank you, let's get out of this ice cube" you smiled at her and took her hand, her free hand going to your back as she helped you up and inside, worried gaze traveling from your face to your growing belly

"You have already thought of a name?" she asked, mentioned to your belly "Any ideas?"

"I have a few, but there's one that it would suit her well" you smiled as you looked at her, already inside the ship, hands carressing it softly

"Her? You think it's a girl?"

"Something just tell that it's a girl, can you feel it?"

You asked her excitedly, she closed her eyes and took a short while till her lips started to form a big smile, hands instantly on your stomach "I can feel her"

"Her?" You heard a well known voice and before you could have a reaction, you and Rey felt a pull made by the force, your hands turned sweaty as you and Rey turned to look outside of the ship, there stood, even if it was only a projection, Kylo Ren. You knew that he and Rey had some sort of connection by the force just like you and him but you had blocked him months back and as you were watching him and Rey go back and forth about how he had murdered Han, his own father, you felt a kick against your belly, a hand fastly over it and all the power you were using to hide your baby presence from him vanished from the surprise kick.

Kylo Ren never turned so fastly in his entire life, even during his little rage bickering back and forth with the Rey girl, his eyes never leaved your frame and when he felt a fourth presence, he frowned and then his eyes doubled in size by seeing your hand carressing your growing belly. It was then that everything downed on him: you were pregnant and he knew that he didn't need to search further to know that you were carrying his child, all this months of you blocking him whenever he tried the connection and you always not having that much time to be with him, you were hiding his child from him.

Kylo Ren always felt a disturbence on the force whenever you and him would connect and he never knew the cause, now he knew it pretty well and something inside of him just shaked by knowing you were expactating his child. You on the other hand were sweating, your hands trembling a little as the wind whispered your clothes and hair around you, you had to end the connection now.

Sensing you uneasyness, Rey quickly sprung to action, made a snark comment directed to him and pressed the button that would close the door.

"Y/N..." Kylo whispered, voice heavy and you could take a fast glance at him to see his eyes to get glossy and then the door closed, the connection ended and you sighed heavily, holding onto Rey that fastly got by your side seeing you getting pale and the Millennium Falcon took off.

When he couldn't no long reach either Rey or you, Kylo was looking back at a wall, he felt frustration tears leave his eyes and rage overtook him as he destroyed the room he was inside. He knew he gave up on a lot of things, did a lot of things for the sake of the dark side, but there was only much he could take, he already was separated from his lovely wife and now he just discovered that you were carrying his child, his unborn baby girl and as he destroyed more things, he thought if he could ever be able to have you in his arms again and if he would ever be able to carry his daughter on his arms.

Kylo Ren did many wrong choices but he never wanted to lost the both of you on the same time as now.

#kylo ren x reader #kylo ren x you #kylo ren x y/n #ben solo x y/n #ben solo x reader #ben solo x fem!reader #kylo fanfic #kylo x you #kylo ren #ben solo #star wars #star wars imagine #star wars fanfiction #reader insert #star wars x y/n #star wars x reader

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aurora-starwars · 8 months

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ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- STAR WARS ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

✧.* Ahsoka Tano ✧.*

╰┈➤Actions Speak Louder Than Words

Pairing: Ahsoka x reader Summary: Ahsoka and reader talk on the roof of the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. Obi-wan padawan reader, Clone Wars Era, fluff and angst if you squint Word Count: 1066

╰┈➤Jealousy Is The Fear Of Comparison

Pairing: Ahsoka x fem!reader Summary: Ahsoka gets jealous and ends ups confessing to reader Word Count: 2281

╰┈➤Be Honest In Your Heart

Pairing: Ahsoka x fem!Jedi!reader Summary: While on mission, Ahsoka and reader have to pretend to be a fake couple. Word Count: 1.5k

╰┈➤Being Ahsoka’s Secret Bubbly Girlfriend Hcs

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano x fem!reader

╰┈➤ Peaceful

Pairing: Padawan!Ahsoka x Padawan!fem!reader Summary: Reader meditates with a frustrated Ahsoka and helps her connect with the Force again Word Count: 1.1k

✧.* Anakin Skywalker ✧.*

╰┈➤ A Loving Heart Is The Truest Wisdom

Anakin x fem!reader Summary: When Anakin is escorting reader back to her planet after the battle of Geonosis, he gets a little self-conscious about his new prosthetic hand, luckily he has someone to comfort him. Word Count: 1k

╰┈➤Every Great Dream Begins With A Dreamer

Pairing: Anakin x fem!reader Summary: Anakin comes back from a mission and needs to confess to senator!reader Word Count: 1.1k

╰┈➤I’m So Proud Of You That It Makes Me Proud Of Me

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x fem!Padawan!reader (platonic) Summary: When reader figures out how to manipulate plants with the force, Anakin is beyond proud Word Count: 0.5k

╰┈➤The Look of Terror In Your Eyes

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x fem!reader; Soulmate au!!!! Summary: Reader is one of padmé’s handmaidens, and while joining her on Mustafar, she finds a familiar pair of eyes. Eyes that shouldn’t be as red as they are… Word Count: 2.6k

╰┈➤Sleep Is The Best Meditation

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x fem!senator!reader Summary: reader has a hard time falling asleep, Anakin helps by talking with her Word Count: 1.2k

✧.* Padmé Amidala ✧.*

╰┈➤ ୨⎯ None Yet ⎯୧

✧.* Bo-Katan Kryze ✧.*

╰┈➤ ୨⎯ None Yet ⎯୧

✧.* Luke Skywalker ✧.*

╰┈➤ Life Grows Lovely Where You Are

Luke x fem!reader Summary: Luke and reader go on a date, where Luke reassures her that he loves her Word Count: 786

╰┈➤You Are Important, You Are Enough

Pairing: Luke Skywalker x fem!reader Summary: When Luke finds reader upset after being bullied after so many years, he tries to comfort her Word Count: 868

✧.* Din Djarin ✧.*

╰┈➤ ୨⎯ None Yet ⎯୧

✧.* Rey Skywalker ✧.*

╰┈➤ ୨⎯ None Yet ⎯୧

✧.* Kylo Ren/Ben Solo ✧.*

╰┈➤ Fear Is The Path To The Dark Side, Unless You’re Already There

Pairing: Kylo Ren x fem!reader Summary: Kylo Ren and reader listen to a scary story that reader loves Word Count: 2.1k

╰┈➤ Old Friends Bring Up Old Feelings

Pairing: Kylo Ren x gn!Jedi!Mataya Summary: Kylo and Mataya, who were friends at the Jedi academy, reunite Word Count: 2k

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velvet4510 · 1 month

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I guess I’m one of those weirdos who so deeply feels the essence of an instrumental leitmotif from a film score associated with a particular character or couple, that I start associating said leitmotifs in my head with ANOTHER character from an entirely different film/book/series. And I’ve built up a whole library of leitmotifs for LOTR characters even though I ADORE Howard Shore’s original score for the trilogy. I consider these leitmotifs to be add-ons, NOT replacements.

Nor do I intend to completely dissasociate all of these themes from their intended films/characters; some of them are perfect fits for the films they were written for. It’s just my mind going wild like usual. (But I admit, in some cases, the pieces are from films I dislike, and thus I would rather see these great songs associated with something of LOTR quality rather than what they were actually stuck with, especially when the lack of lyrics gives you the freedom to let the melody take you wherever it takes you, personally.)

In the case of Silmarillion characters and relationships, well, it’s a different story - it really is my attempt to cobble together what could be a hypothetical score, if it were brought to the screen. Obviously it’d never be this exactly, but I would hope a composer for a potential screen adaptation of The Silmarillion might be inspired by themes like these.

In some cases, the characters these themes were originally written for don’t resemble the corresponding LOTR characters very much, or at all. Also some of them have titles that by themselves could not be more different from and unfitting for Tolkien’s world. It’s just the melodies on their own, without context or even name, performed by these gorgeous orchestras, that have come to remind me of particular Tolkien figure(s).

I also have found lots of “love themes”, both romantic and platonic, for character relationships, as you’ll see. I’ve included romantic themes for canonical couples, as well as for pairings that I personally ship. I know Shore already gave Aragorn and Arwen a theme, but as I said, these are all extra additions and not replacements.

And yes I have a lot of Star Wars stuff in here, because I love Star Wars…but I love Tolkien more.

For the heck of it I’ll share some of these, with links to each song on YT. It’s hard to explain why I made these choices/associations, but maybe you’ll get it if you listen to some of them.

CHARACTER THEMES

Frodo = “Romeo” by Nino Rota

Sam = “Rey’s Theme” by John Williams

Aragorn = “The John Dunbar Theme” by John Barry

Gandalf = “Yoda’s Theme” by John Williams

Legolas = “Rose Tico” by John Williams

Lúthien = “Once Upon a Time in the West” by Ennio Morricone

Éowyn = “Marion’s Theme” by John Williams

The Valar = “Guardians of the Whills Suite” by Michael Giacchino

THEMES FOR LANDS/LOCATIONS

The Undying Lands = “Out of Africa” by John Barry

ROMANTIC LOVE THEMES

Frodo x Sam = “Love Theme from Ben-Hur” by Miklos Rozsa

Beren x Lúthien = “Love Theme from The Godfather” by Nino Rota

Faramir x Éowyn = “Han Solo and the Princess” by John Williams

Aragorn x Arwen = “Love Theme from Cinema Paradiso” by Ennio Morricone

Sam x Rosie = “Love Theme from Dances with Wolves” by John Barry

Bilbo x Thorin = “Wuthering Heights” (1970) by Michel Legrand

Thingol x Melian = “Indecent Proposal” by John Barry

Fingon x Maedhros = “Wuthering Heights” (1939) by Alfred Newman

Finrod x Bëor = “The Scarlet Letter” by John Barry

Aegnor x Andreth = “Laura” by David Raksin

Túrin x Beleg = “Across the Stars” by John Williams

Tuor x Idril = “Conversation Piece” by Bernard Herrmann

Eärendil x Elwing = “Tennessee” by Hans Zimmer

PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP THEMES

Legolas & Gimli = “Rain Man” by Hans Zimmer

Boromir & Faramir = “Luke and Leia” by John Williams

Bilbo & Frodo* = “The Mother’s Love” by Miklos Rozsa

Elrond & Elros = “Brothers” by Hans Zimmer

I may add to this as I think of more, or even replace certain songs entirely if I come across a better match.

* Bilbo & Frodo’s melody is heard in the first minute of the linked track, 0:00–1:01, and again at 1:48. Also, the love theme I associate with Frodo & Sam starts playing at 1:03, making this whole thing fit all the hobbits even better.

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autumn-hiraeth · 2 years

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warnings: slight smut, cockwarming , slight angst and fluff!

pairing: sparrow!ben x reader

a/n: english isn't my first language sorry If I made any mistake :)

lana del rey is a good source of inspiration <3 and.... ben hargreeves stans don't leavee.... i miss the old days (one month ago lol )

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

"fuck.." Ben moaned while climaxed after you ; white warm ropes painting your walls, you squeezed, milking his cock without losing a drop of his seed like his good girl.

Your boyfriend sighed with satisfaction, but instead of getting out of you, like the other times, Ben remained inside you while he collapsed on top of you, hiding his face on your neck where minutes ago he had left marks of love.

" you wanna talk?" you asked subtly as you caressed his bare back, you knew that Ben had been demoted from his position, in fact, everyone knew it, thanks Reggie.

You well knew that for Ben being number one was what made him the most happy and now, he was number two.

You didn't pressure him to talk the first few days, you needed his space and you respected him, then he showed up at your apartment at dawn; "i need you" was the first thing he said before making love to you.

The answer to your question did not come "you never have to be stronger than you really are when you're in my arms, remember?" and then he opened up.

You listened to every word your lover said carefully, whispered words of support and wiped away the tears that covered his beautiful face.

"And now I have this stupid scar" he mumbled pointing at it, you looked at him.

"I think it suits you, it makes you look more handsome" you murmured, wanting to lighten the mood and it worked when you saw a slight blush on your boyfriend's cheeks.

"I really love you, y / n" he said meeting his lips with yours in a gentle kiss, both moaned when Ben moved, he was still inside you.

"Thanks for everything" he whispered against your lips before hugging you.

" you will always be number one for me, Ben" you whispered before closing your eyes.

Ben smiled at your words;maybe being number one wasn't so terrible, it would be terrible not to be your number one.

#ben hargreeves x reader #sparrow!ben x reader #sparrow!ben imagine #sparrow ben x reader #ben hargreeves smut #ben hargreeves x you #ben hargreeves imagine #ben hargreeves drabble #ben hargreeves x fem!reader #sparrow!ben #ben hargreeves #sparrow ben hargreeves x reader #ben hargreeves x y/n #ben hargreeves fluff

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pocketsofdaisy · 9 months

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a masterlist of my fics [✨updated periodically✨]

Hello hi!!! I'm Mish and I write mainly for Reylo but occasionally have fics for other enemies to lovers pairings.

All are COMPLETE and range between M - E ratings. Always check the full list of tags.

This list does not include my current WIPs. Please refer to my AO3 dashboard for them. Also see my monthly schedule for WIPs.

Some fics have commissioned art so check them out under #pocketsofdaisy art

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Reylo

CANONVERSE

breaker of chains (post-TLJ, multi-chap, 45k words) - where Rey has a premonition that Kylo won't survive the war and rekindles their force bond (and feelings for each other?!) | enemies to lovers, forbidden love, angst with HEA

i am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar (post-TLJ, one-shot, 14k words) - where the Supreme Leader's plans for a vacation cruise get shot to hell (but still gets the love of his life) | Halcyon Starcruiser, family secrets & mementos, secretly hooking up with the enemy to let off steam, hopeful ending

i can't get it right since i met you (post-TLJ, one-shot, 800 words) - where Supreme Leader Kylo Ren recklessly names a constellation after Rey and then some | pining, fantasising, hopeful ending

ALTERNATE UNIVERSE

never surrender (dystopia AU, multi-chap, 43k words) - where the First Order rules the underworld and Resistance Officer Rey is the mole that Commander Kylo Ren is hunting down | childhood acquaintances to enemies to lovers, forbidden love, espionage, bittersweet ending but somewhat hopeful

but darling, you are the only exception (modern AU, one-shot, 17k words) - cross-country train vacation and there's only one bed (or cabin?!) | strangers to lovers, soft fluff with mild angst

when it's love, if it's not rough, it isn't fun (modern AU with Magic, multi-chap, 15k words) - where Rey and Ben had a "thing" in the past and their misunderstandings come to a head at a party | Vampire Ben Solo x Vampire Rey Johnson, strangers to lovers, soulmates, creatures of the night having a sexually tensed Halloween celebration

MICROFICS

Reylomicrofics collection (multi-chapter, 4k words) - a combination of canonverse and modern AUs microfics done for the @reylomicrofics prompts.

Reylo Hot Ones microfics collection (one-shot, 3k words) - canonverse microfics done for the #ReyloHot1s event.

Post-TLJ: forced proximity & soft hand kissing for Supreme Leader Kylo Ren x Resistance Jedi Rey.

Canon AU: spicy truth or dare with Galactic Republic Pilot Ben Solo x Pilot Rey Niima while on patrol duty.

Canon AU: Jedi Summer Camp shenanigans with camp counsellors Jedi Master Ben "I don't know how to flirt" Solo x Jedi Master Rey Niima.

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GingerRose

ALTERNATE UNIVERSE

you're all that i want, all the love (modern AU, one-shot, 3k words) - a screwball comedy of Rose and Hux's double date with Ben and Rey (which becomes hate at first sight) | strangers to lovers, coffee shop, pub date, soft gingerrose

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Darklina

ALTERNATE UNIVERSE

one (1) ongoing multi-chap WIP

no completed works at this time

#reylo #reylo fanfic #reylofic #reylo fic #reylo au #reylo canonverse #reylo smut #pocketsofdaisy #pocketfullofdaisies #gingerrose #darklina

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write-and-wander · 4 months

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Touch: Epilogue

Pairing: Kylo Ren x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Non-canon AU

Word count: 1K

Author’s note: As much as I loved the ending of the last chapter, I can't resist a little epilogue to show where I imagine things would go in my version of the sequels.

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Epilogue: Future's Path

“General Kenobi?” You hear Poe call out to you.

“Be there in five!” you call back, looking back down to your journal. It’s been a while since your last entry, and you just wanted to finish recording things before The Path Forward’s first meeting for Project Rebuild. With a deep breath, you think back on all that has transpired since the Final Victory.

The first order of business was to repair what had been broken. For the Path- which, at the time, was still the Resistance- that meant tending to the wreckage of the bases we had built in the past. They settled on rebuilding in D’Qar as, for most of those who stayed after the Victory, it felt like home. Though many people left the Resistance after that final battle was won, feeling satisfied with having achieved what they had set out to accomplish, some still remained, determining that the work was not yet finished. Those that stayed reached out to those that left and other allies to raise funds and gather supplies, and while the Resistance itself was gone, the spirit of working together to make the galaxy a better place yet remained. We all had managed to gather enough not just to rebuild the base we once had, but to also improve upon it with the hope that future generations would be using this place to continue to strive for better. In fact, reconstruction and renovation just came to completion- hence the meeting I’m about to attend.

General Dameron seamlessly took over the Path after the Victory. Those of us who joined prior to Leia’s passing knew that it was exactly what she would have wanted- and seeing him lead now confirmed that it was for good reason. He really was the perfect choice for the head of the organization. Poe, having grown up with the group and being- well, himself- made for a natural leader. While some members, new and old alike, still disagree with the risks he’s willing to take, it’s hard to argue against his decisions when they always seem to work out. I don’t want to discount his natural talents, but I also believe that none of it would be possible without the force’s favor over him. Regardless, he really is the best we’ve got.

General Storm would agree with me- and, being as force sensitive as he is, I trust his word (admittedly, sometimes more than I trust my own). Finn’s wisdom is unparalleled, and his bravery and even head makes for a perfect counterpart to General Dameron. I’m still getting used to calling him General Storm; it was the last name he had taken for himself while Ben, Poe, and I were working out logistics for the Path. We were shocked when it was the first name he offered for himself, being a reference to his time with the First Order as a Stormtrooper. However, he said it best himself: “It’s who I am. It can always mean something new.” It was a short deliberation, then, on how we would be referring to Finn upon his promotion to General: ‘Storm’ it was. Shortly after, Rey took the same sort of inspiration, having found out the truth of her past- though, there was no concern about a proper title, as she would not be stepping up into any sort of leadership for the Path.

Now make no mistake, Rey was still working in a close alliance with the Path- which I believe is at least in part due to General Storm. Instead, she had also taken on her own mantle moving forward. She had kept both Luke and Leia’s sabers, as well as some of the ancient Jedi texts- which, I just recently learned, were otherwise turned to ash on Ahch-To by Jedi Master Yoda; meaning that the ever-resourceful scavenger managed to recover some before the fiery incident. With those few relics, she determined that the Jedi tradition should not so easily die. She decided to try again what Luke had failed to do in his lifetime- rebuild the Jedi Order. While we disagreed with her decision, we’ve also decided to respect it; with the caveat that the Path would be keeping a close eye on her new Order. Understanding the hesitation and wanting to be held accountable for the sake of the galaxy’s security moving forward, she easily accepted the conditions.

General Solo- my beloved Ben- took a similar path for himself. While he was more invested in the Path than Rey was- enough to be given a proper title and position- he also still pursued more, taking the last words of his uncle to heart. Actually, it’s a project we’ve both been working on for a while now. We want to forge a new future; to pave a new path for those who are strong with the force. It will be a way of balance, where the dark cannot exist without the light, both in the galaxy and within ourselves. We hope to honor our ancestors with the work we do- and, having taken advantage of the presence of their force ghosts to seek out guidance from them, we can confidently say that we’re off to a good start. Together, we began to teach new, young force-wielders what true balance and harmony with the force might look like, and how one can harness the power within that.

Finally, both sides of the force are intertwined into one, just as intended; and to think it all began when the light first touched the darkness.

You jump at the sound of the door opening, but relax when you see Ben walking in.

“If you show up any later, they might think you’re nervous,” he teases.

“Nervous?” you scoff, “Never.”

Ben laughs. “The journal can wait, my light,” he says with a kiss to your temple. You stand.

“There’s just so much to record, I wanted to at least start-”

“Will you two stop making out in here?” Poe butts in, “We’ve got a project to start.”

You laugh and give Ben a kiss. “Okay,” you say, taking a deep breath.

Ben grabs your hand. “Together?”

You nod as you both follow Poe to the meeting room. “Together.”

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afterthesequels · 9 months

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MEET OUR BEN & REY --- Star Wars: The Chosen One (Episode X) Fan Film

Actors Madeleine Norton and Daniel Davenport play the main leads of Rey and Ben Solo, respectively, for our up and coming FAN FILM TRILOGY (once again, not official!) set to release in December 2024! And with them we also have OUR Poe Dameron, Norra Wexley, Wedge Antilles, and Darth Zanos/Cal Kestis --- respectively, Tony Rescigno, Donna Heffernan, Charles Wilson, and Kyle Bargoot.

Maddie comes from an classical acting pedigree, having done theater for the majority of her young years and she graduated with a bachelors degree in fine arts for drama. As a classically trained actress, she also brings many accents to the project, perfectly capturing the voice of Rey. She's as close to Daisy Ridley as we could get and she has a passion for the character that we love. And she's about the nicest person we've ever met, too!

Daniel is a complete contrast to Maddie, but the two compliment each other so well and have amazing chemistry in these roles. He's brand new to this field, only having done a few voice acting projects prior. But we can absolutely tell you that Daniel is a diamond in the rough and we intend to see him through as his "acting family" for the rest of his life. His voice is so perfect for Ben Solo! We love him and we're sure you'll love him too!

We're also so excited to tell the love story of Norra Wexley and Wedge Antilles which most folks haven't been privy to as their story was mainly told in the trilogy of novels called, "Aftermath". Wedge is an iconic original trilogy character and his story really gets fleshed out in those books and it deserves to be seen on the screen. These two were friends for decades and then after the tragic death of Norra's husband, they finally find each other much much later in life. Donna and Charles are Off-Broadway stage actors who have been friends for decades. Charles brought Donna into the project. He said she was perfect for it, and he was 100% percent right. We only auditioned 1 Norra, and Donna was it. As best friends IRL they bring great chemistry to their roles. Wait until you hear them guys! And because Maria has a deep love for all things Poe Dameron, she wanted to tell the story of the tumultuous love affair he had, that started as teenagers, with the formidable Zorii Bliss. That little Spice Runner burned her name across his heart and he has carried that torch for the better part of over a decade, as told in the canon novel, "Poe Dameron: Free Fall". Our Zorii could not join us on this day, but we have the incredible talent that is Tony Rescigno, a film and voice actor who most recently voiced characters in the Diablo IV video game who now takes on the task of Poe Dameron. Lastly we couldn't leave this pair out of "The Lovers Chat" showcase because well, Maria is heavily involved in the video game industry as CEO and President of The Last Prophecy Gaming, Inc. Her work within this franchise is well known and she holds a special place for Cal Kestis and of course also for that sly, revengeful little nightsister, Merrin. And yes, Cal and Merrin will cameo in our fan trilogy, starting with Episode 11, and Cal will be a Grandmaster Jedi by this timeline, and quite old... with children and grandchildren of his own. Hybrid children (half Dathomirian, half Human) with his beloved wifey! Bet they'll have some lessons to teach Ben and Rey, well all of them, we are sure.

Like Dan, Kyle is also pretty new to acting and has only served a few projects here and there. We loved him so much, we gave him two roles --- that is the brooding apprentice to Darth Maladi, Darth Zanos and the big one, Cal Kestis.

So REJOICE #REYLOS --- we're bringing you guys the happy ending that #BenSolo and #Rey deserved, PLUS more love-filled stories to fawn over because Star Wars is full of them!

Stay tuned! And please remember to SUBSCRIBE to our YouTube channel:

#star wars #ben solo #ben solo lives #continuing the story #rey #reylo #reunite the dyad #animated film #fan films #cal kestis #nightsister merrin #wedge antilles #norra wexley #poe dameron #zorii bliss #Youtube

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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 years

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Save Me - Kylo Ren / Ben Solo X GN Reader

Title: Save Me

Kylo Ren / Ben Solo X GN Reader

Additional Characters: Rey, Luke (Mentioned), and Leia (Mentioned),

Requested

WC: 5,198

Warnings: Mention of blood, mention of death, yelling, fighting, threats, very long, and huge angst with a happy ending

You stood in the middle of a clearing, eyes closed. Your lightsaber pulsed in your hand, and you held it tighter. You took a deep breath, before you spun around, holding your lightsaber in a fighting stance. Letting out the breath, you swung your lightsaber, slicing through the air. As you practiced, you tried to remember what Luke had taught you. You remembered him telling you to practice and to always be ready for anything.

You moved gracefully around the clearing, eyes remaining close as you did your deadly dance. You sliced through the air, occasionally feeling the heat of your saber near your face. The Jedi training was now nothing but a memory, though even though you thought about Luke's teachings, you still couldn't help but feel uneasy. You knew you wouldn't be ready without him. You couldn't teach yourself. Though, as you swung and moved, you couldn't help but feel at peace. You could feel one with the force.

But, that didn't stop you from trying every day. You practiced and practiced until you were sore. It wasn't easy to train when you had no one there with you to spar with, or at least watch over you while you did your practice. So, you just kept on doing it alone, knowing you would have to do everything by yourself.

As you swung your saber to the side, you stood up straight, breathing heavily. You finally opened your eyes. Rey stood there, hands on her hips.

"You're getting better." She spoke, and you sighed, sheathing your lightsaber and hooking it to your pants.

"It won't be enough." You muttered, wiping your forehead of sweat with the back of your hand.

"You're a very talented fighter, Y/N. You're better than me." Rey stated, walking closer to you, smiling warmly. "I can tell how much you care about getting stronger."

"It's not about getting stronger. I have to always be ready... For anything." You said, looking down.

Rey nodded, understanding before she looked to the sky.

"You feel that?" She asked and you paused, feeling the force course through you.

You felt something. Something was coming.

"Yeah... I feel it."

Rey turned to you, "I have to warn the others. You know what to do."

You nodded, your eyes hardening. Soon the trees around you moved as the wind picked up. A large ship flew over, landing in the field. It wasn't a Resistance ship. No... It was The First Order.

You grabbed your lightsaber, holding it firmly in your hand as you walked to the edge of the field. You watched as the ship's ramp lowered. Troopers marched down in pairs, stopping in a line, holding their blasters. Your eyes widened slightly as their leader, Kylo Ren walked down the ramp, his black cape flowing in the wind. You felt an overwhelming sense of dread and death flow from him. His force aura was strong... Powerful...

What was he doing here?

Kylo stopped only a couple of feet from you, tall, dark, menacing. He stared at you, you could feel it through his helmet. You felt your heart beat faster as you continued to stare right back at him. The troopers moved their guns, ready to fire. Kylo raised his hand, stopping them from firing.

"Surrender, and your friends won't get hurt." He spoke, his voice was robotic as it traveled through his mask.

You fixed your stance, tightening your grip on your saber. "Sure, like I'd trust the bad guy." You spat back defiantly.

His eyes narrowed, "The First Order is not who you think it is. We are here to protect our people. To restore order."

"And you think I'm the threat? Do you think the Resistance is a threat? We are here to bring peace and balance to the force once again." You argued.

"Peace and Balance are old ways. They've been destroyed." Kylo spoke, stepping closer to you.

You glared at the man, "Peace and balance can never be destroyed so long as you have hope." You spoke and Kylo initiated his lightsaber.

You observed his saber, glowing red. You racked your brain with questions. Who made his lightsaber? You concluded that Kylo used a cracked Kyber crystal, making his saber more ragged and unstable in appearance.

"Last chance, surrender or die." He spoke, threateningly, but you didn't back down. You kept on staring at him, your eyes focused on his mask.

"Not going to happen." You seethed, activating your saber beside you.

He growled, "Then prepare to meet your end!"

"Nah, I think I'll pass." You countered.

Kylo ran towards you, swinging his saber, but you blocked it. The two blades clashed against each other, sparks flying between the two of you. You were too quick for Kylo, dodging his swings easily. Frustrated, he swung again, narrowly missing you as you leaned back as the saber passed over you. You could feel the heat of the lightsaber against your skin.

"Come on..." You grumbled under your breath. "Is that the best you can do?"

He hesitated before speaking, which gave you a small amount of satisfaction.

"I should ask you the same."

You glared, moving forward, and you swung your blade. Kylo blocked it, as he gave the signal for his troopers to move in.

"No!" You yelled, eyes frantic as you continued to hold Kylo off. "You can't do this."

"What does it matter?" Kylo said, hitting your saber again. "They'll all die anyway."

"We aren't all going to die! I swear until my last breath that I am going to end the First Order." You threatened, your voice cracking.

Kylo smirked, "Good luck with that."

With a snarl, Kylo swung his saber, aiming at your chest. You shifted your body, putting your saber up and blocking it. Kylo pushed down, getting closer to you. You grabbed your saber with your other hand, forcing his saber up and off with a grunt.

You stepped away, breathing heavily, holding your saber in defense. A trooper of his rushed over suddenly, out of breath.

"Sir, we're outnumbered." He spoke, and Kylo turned to him.

"Go to the ship, we'll recuperate at the base." He growled, before looking at you once more, sheathing his lightsaber and turning away.

You watched as the troopers rushed past you, rushing up the ramp, Kylo walking up, hooking his saber to his belt. You smirked, sheathing your own saber, you crossed your arms, pivoting your balance to one side. Kylo stood at the entrance of the ship, looking at you as you wiggled your fingers teasingly his way. Growling, Kylo clenched his fist, his leather gloves crinkling.

Closing his eyes, he tried to get into your mind. To try and find out who you were. But you easily blocked him. Marching his way to the main cabin, Kylo slammed his hand down on the desk, startling one of his workers.

"Find whatever you can on this person." He demanded, pointing out the front windows toward you, still standing at the edge of the field, watching as the ship slowly lifted into the air.

"Yes, sir."

~~~

You watched as the ship flew away, once you couldn't see it anymore you finally let out a huge sigh. Rey rushed out and stopped beside you, placing her hand on your shoulder. You suddenly closed your eyes, holding your head. You could feel Kylo trying to get into your mind. You quickly pushed him back, and breathed deeply.

"Are you okay?" Rey asked.

You shook your head, "Uh, yeah. What about everyone else?"

"Yes, they are fine. Only a few injuries." Rey answered, patting your shoulder.

Looking up into the sky, you sighed. "He's going to come back."

Rey nodded, "Yes, but we'll be stronger. He won't stop us."

"I hope you're right."

~~~

"Sir, I got something." The worker spoke and Kylo walked over.

"Who are they?" He asked, and the worker cleared their throat.

"Their name is Y/N L/N, they used to be a lightsaber architect before the Resistance weakened. They created and constructed lightsabers to help teach younglings. Before that, they lived on Tatooine with their parents until they were killed by the Empire when they were young. They survived by thievery and later fixing up old speeders. They are force-sensitive and was found by Skywalker where they were taught the Jedi ways before the temple burned down. They then joined the Resistance and started creating sabers." The man spoke and Kylo narrowed his eyes on the screen.

"It also says here that their great grandfather created Darth Vader's lightsaber." He finished, now this information surprised Kylo.

"Send this to my data pad." He spoke and the worker nodded, sending the information to Kylo.

Kylo stomped his way to his chambers, sitting down in a large black leather chair. Clasping his hands together, he crossed his legs, thinking. He hadn’t thought about you in a long time. You were strong. Very strong with the force. Just like Rey. But, Kylo saw something different in you. Maybe it was your attitude. Or maybe it was your stubbornness. Whatever it was, Kylo knew that you would need to be taught. And that's exactly what he planned to do. He would convince you and bring you to the Order. He would teach you to become a fearless, and powerful fighter.

As Kylo thought, he realized that there was something that drew him in. Just like the force, you had some aura about you. Some power that was unlike any other. He knew that if he didn't have you in his ranks, then the Republic would surely rise in power. His door to his chambers opened, a trooper walking in.

"Sir, we're landing at the base." He spoke, informing the commander.

"Good, leave me." He spoke, and the trooper nodded, bowing before he left, the doors slid closed once more.

Pulling up the information about you on his data pad, Kylo stared at your profile picture.

You're just like me, he thought, zooming in on the picture. You both fought for what you wanted. You didn't back down. You stood your ground. You were powerful... Intimidating.

Kylo smiled as he looked down at his pad.

"Y/N L/N." He whispered, his lips curling into a smile. "If you're to join the Order, it will be my pleasure to train you, and… To see you again."

~~~

"We're moving bases?" You asked Rey as people around you packed everything up in the base, setting it in three heavy frigates.

"Are you saying we should stay?" Rey asked and you nodded, following her as she checked off things on her list.

"I'm saying that we should stay a little longer. I don't have a good feeling about this." You spoke, biting your lip.

Rey paused what she was doing, "There aren't any more resources on this planet to help us... We're going to Crait."

"Crait? What possible resources do they have there?" You asked, knowing Crait was just a small salt planet.

Rey huffed, "The base there has the resources." She explained and you looked up at her.

"What kind of resources?" You questioned.

Rey frowned, "Well... food especially, and medical supplies. There is a lot of technology on that base."

You nodded, "Okay. So when are we leaving?" You asked, glancing around the room.

"Tonight."

You continued to worry on your bottom lip, Rey sighed, rubbing your back.

"You'll be fine. He's far. If we're lucky, he won't be back for a while." She reassured you, and you nodded, taking a deep breath.

"Thank you." You mumbled, smiling a bit.

"For what?"

You shrugged, "For helping me."

Rey smiled and nodded, before rushing off. Your smile faltered and you rushed to your room, grabbing your bag and packing up your stuff. You felt uneasy. You knew Kylo wouldn't give up that easily. He'd go after the Resistance. And you were ready to face him no matter what happened.

~~~

You pulled back, lightsaber warming the side of your face. As you breathed out, you swung your blade, slashing through the air. It had been a long month on the planet Crait. There was nothing to do except practice and help Rey and her friends. But, you are still worried. The wind picked up, the smell of the planet's salt wafted into the air. You finished practicing and turned off your saber, looking at it. Tossing it in your hand, you flipped it into the air, catching it. Smiling, you had an idea.

Rushing inside the base, you went to one of the workrooms. Shoving items and objects out of your way, you placed your bag and lightsaber on the table. You hadn't made or constructed a lightsaber in a long time, but you were excited to do it again. Taking out your tools, you grabbed your magnify-glasses. Grabbing your first tool, you began to take your lightsaber apart. Looking through the lenses, you could see the components, the wires, the circuitry. You carefully took them out, placing them on the table.

Slowly, you grabbed your Kyber crystal with your tweezers. You placed it on the table, and began working. You grabbed your protective glasses, you began to work on adding a few... Upgrades. You worked for hours, and hours. It was early morning when you finally finished. You placed and secured the final metal piece. You let out a huge sigh, completely tired, and slightly delirious. You cleaned up your workplace and grabbed your saber. You dragged your feet to your room and fell into your bed, instantly falling asleep.

~~~

"Y/N!"

You woke up when you heard your name, rubbing your eyes as you yawned. Rey stood by your bed, eyes widened.

"What?" You asked and Rey frowned.

"He's here. I need you to distract him. I have a plan to get his troops trapped in one of the salt pits."

When you heard that Kylo was back, you were instantly awake. Hopping out of the bed and grabbing your saber, you quickly rushed out of the room and out to the entrance of the base.

Kylo watched from the ramp as the base's huge metal door lifted, vulptices rushed out of the base; disappearing from sight as their salty coat shimmered in the light. As the door lifted further, you stood there, holding your lightsaber by your side. The both of you walked forward towards each other. The base's door shut loudly, echoing. Merely feet from each other, the two of you didn't speak for a long time.

"You should surrender." He spoke, and you sighed.

"Are we really going back to this? I'm not surrendering." You spoke with a roll of your eyes.

Kylo smirked, "Why not? You've given up on so many things, Y/N. Why not give up on this too?"

Filled with confusion, you tilted your head slightly. "What are you talking about?"

Kylo stepped closer, "You gave up on saving your friend… From the temple."

Eyes widening for a moment, you glared at the man, writing your teeth.

"How do you know about that? I cou;dn’t do anything, I was a kid." You spoke, roughly.

He stepped closer, "You had the force. You could've done something." He spoke and you growled.

"You are not tricking me into thinking his death was my fault. I have lived with the idea of that, but I know it wasn't my fault. It was the Empire's fault." You spoke coldly, looking away from him.

"So, you decided to join the Resistance instead of avenging him?" He asked, and you looked back at him.

"What?" You said, confused.

"What would joining the Empire or the Order do about my dead best friend? Nothing! But, joining the rebellion would save more lives than I could ever imagine. That's why I joined." You spoke and Kylo stopped, tilting his head. "I'm not an idiot, Kylo."

No, you weren't, he thought.

"You are more like me than you think." He spoke and you laughed bitterly.

"Really? I think that your helmet is cutting off your brain's circulation." You spat.

"And yet, you don't deny it." Kylo retorted, and you scoffed.

"I am not like you, Kylo. I don't kill people because they don't want to kneel before me." You spoke, and he glared.

"Do you think I care? I want to rule the galaxy, to defeat the last Jedi, and bring balance to the force." He spat angrily.

"Doing that won't bring you anything." You replied, and Kylo raised his eyebrows.

"How do you know that?" He asked and you shrugged.

"Darth Vader wanted the same thing, and from what I heard... He failed."

Igniting his saber, he growled. Lighting yours, you lit both ends, showing off your new double-bladed lightsaber. You watched as Kylo hesitated before speaking.

"Added an upgrade, I see?" He gestured to your saber with his.

"Yeah. I needed some change in my life." You replied, not looking at him as you swung your lightsaber expertly in the air, catching it and spinning it around with ease.

"A double blade will only slow you down, Y/N. It will not help you win against me." He warned.

"Oh, really?" You replied, and he smirked.

You both charged at each other, your lightsabers flashing in the sunlight. Kylo slashed, swinging his saber towards you. You dodged and blocked, moving your hands and feet. For a moment, the two of you were locked in a dance, both of you trying to get the upper hand on the other. Kylo grinned as he saw you start to lose your concentration.

Taking a step forward, Kylo swung his saber towards you, aiming for your chest. You stepped backwards, dodging the blow easily, but lost your grip on your saber, dropping it onto the salty ground. Eyes wide, you backed away, but Kylo followed.

"You have so much to learn." He spoke, before taking off his helmet and tossing it to the side.

You were amazed by how beautiful he was, with his black wavy hair, and deep brown eyes. He looked so similar. But you quickly pushed that out of your mind, glaring at the man before you.

"I can teach you." He continued.

"I don't want your teachings." You snapped, before jumping up and kicking Kylo's lightsaber out of his hands. Using the force, sending it flying in the direction of the salt pit.

"That's right. You shouldn't need that anymore." You spoke with a smirk, and Kylo sneered.

He wanted to wipe that smirk off your lips, one way or another.

"I'm going to show you pain." He snarled, charging at you.

Swiftly, you moved out of the way, avoiding his blow and dodging his fist, spinning around you and pushing him away.

"You have no chance against me, Y/N." Kylo spoke, and you rolled your eyes.

"Oh, I think you'll be surprised."

Kylo tried to grab you, but you used the force to knock him over. He landed hard on the ground, groaning. Picking himself up, he charged at you again. Quickly, you jumped out of his way, using the force to lift yourself into the air gracefully.

"Impressive." Kylo said, watching you float back down.

As the two of you moved, the red soil underneath the salty ground emerged, creating beautiful, but deadly art. You swing your fist, but Kylo grabbed your wrist. Trapped in his grasp, you tried to pull away, but you couldn't. Looking up at the man, you noticed his smug grin and narrowed your eyes. In a quick move, Kylo whipped you around, spinning you out as if you were dancing and into his chest.

"You're stronger than you look." He spoke, watching as you tried to figure out a way to get out of the situation.

"It's time to end this, Y/N." He spoke, and you nodded, getting an idea.

"Then, let's make it memorable." You replied, leaning up quickly and pressing your lips against his, holding his face in your hands.

Kylo's eyes widened, shock and surprise written all over his face as you pulled away. While he was distracted, you grabbed your lightsaber with the force and ran back to the giant base door, sliding under it as it went up and slowly closed. Kylo cursed under his breath, grabbing his saber and helmet with the force as well, stomping his way towards his ship. As the ship's doors closed, Kylo raged, looking around.

"Where are my knights?" He demanded, and a worker spoke up.

"They were lured into the salt pits, sir." He spoke, and Kylo growled.

Rushing off to his chambers, Kylo slashed the walls with his lightsaber, destroying everything in sight. Rage consumed him, but he pushed it away. Focusing on the mission ahead, he sat down and activated his comlink.

"I want everyone focused on bringing Y/N L/N in."

Kylo collapsed in his slightly murdered chair, running his hand through his hair. He tried to close his eyes, but all he saw was you. The kiss... Your body pressed against his...

"Focus on the mission, Kylo." He told himself sternly, opening his eyes.

~~~

You slid down the heavy door, breathing heavily. You raised your hand, touching your lips with the tips of your fingers. You felt dizzy, your heart racing, your face red with a fierce blush. Who was he? He was so familiar. The way he looked at you. Deep down, you felt as if you should’ve known who he was. You looked at your hand, before pushing yourself up and rushing to your room. Before you could get to your room though, Rey stopped you in the hall.

"Great job out there. Whatever you did kept him away long enough for us to take down his troopers." She smiled, patting your shoulder.

"Thank you." You breathed, smiling back at her.

You didn't want to tell her what you did to succeed though.

"You go get some rest. You deserve it."

"Thanks." You smiled, nodding your head and walking into your room. You leaned back onto the bed, closing your eyes. Your thoughts wandered to Kylo, and your cheeks flushed. You replayed the moment in your mind, and your heart pounded harder. You shouldn't feel this way towards him.

But you liked it.

You loved it.

~~~

It had been a few months since your 'dance battle' per se with Kylo. You had almost forgotten what had happened that day... Almost. It still lingered in the back of your mind at times. You and the Resistance moved to Tatooine. Where you were traveling through the small town, trudging through the sandy roads as you made it to a cantina. But, then you stopped. You felt uneasy. Something from the force was telling you that something was wrong.

You looked around but saw nothing, you shrugged to yourself and continued walking.When you passed an alleyway, you felt a sharp sting on the side of your neck. Hissing, you clutched your neck, feeling a small dart. Pulling it out, you stared at it before you began to lose your vision, and slowly slipped out of consciousness.

~~~

You groaned, the light behind your eyes already blinding you. You didn't want to open them, but you had to. Opening them, you found yourself strapped to a slightly tilted table. You tried to sit up, but you instantly fell back down.

"Don't move." A voice spoke, and you blinked a few times. You recognized that voice. Kylo.

"Where am I?"

"My base." He spoke and you glared at the man.

"How did you find me?"

"I have my ways." He spoke, and you narrowed your eyes.

"Why am I here?" You asked, straining against the wraps on your arms and wrists.

"You're here because I want answers, Y/N."

You rolled your eyes. "You already know that I am here, so you know where our base is. You don't need me. Can I go now?" You tried and Kylo frowned.

"That's not what I wanted to ask. Where is Skywalker?" He demanded, and you rolled your eyes.

"Who? Who's Skywalker?"

"Are you serious? Luke Skywalker!" He roared, and you glared.

"Mmm, no I don't think I know who that is..." You spoke, sounding very bored.

"You know where he is, Y/N." He growled, and you sighed.

"Fine. I'll tell you, but you have to let me go." You spoke softly, and he shook his head.

"No." He replied, and you groaned.

"Then I guess I can't help you."

"I know where your friends are..." He spoke, and you nodded.

"Very well. Then I suggest you untie me, so that we might continue our conversation." You spoke calmly, and he seemed to consider what you just said.

Kylo ignored you, staring at you as you stared at him. He had a look in his eyes, as he looked at you. You didn't like that look. It unnerved you.

"What is it?" You asked, looking back at him.

"I want to know-"

You sighed, annoyed, "I told you, I don't know where Luke is-" You interrupted him.

"Not that..." He spoke softly.

His mind was racing as was his heart.

"I want to know why you kissed me." Kylo spoke, and you turned bright red.

He wanted to know if you kissed him because you remembered, or not.

"I had to distract you somehow. By the way... It worked, all your troopers fell for the pit trap." You smirked and Kylo glared down at you.

Kylo narrowed his eyes as he looked at you. Using the force he let himself into your mind. You couldn't fight it, you were too weak from the tranquilizer dart. Searching in your mind, he smirked when he found what he wanted.

"Get... Out of my head." You seethed, eyes clenched shut as you hissed in pain. "Stop it! What do you want?!" You yelled, trying to push out of the way. Kylo grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him.

"You." He growled, and you rolled your eyes.

"What are you even talking about?"

"I want you to join me. My reign will begin once Skywalker is gone."

"That's not happening." You spat back, glaring at him.

Kylo chuckled darkly before speaking, "Ah, but you wouldn't say that if you knew what was in store for you."

Moving your chin from his grasp you looked at him skeptically. "Like what?"

Kylo hummed, "You and I can rule the universe together. Not let anyone stand in our way."

Kylo moved closer to you, moving his lips to your ear.

"Surrender, Y/N. Join me."

You shuddered as you felt his hot breath on your neck. "No."

Kylo sighed, "I give you one last chance to join me."

You said nothing, turning away from him with a frown.

He scoffed, "I should've let you die... But I chose to protect you." He spoke and you turned to him with a confused expression.

"What?" You asked and Kylo turned back to you, glaring.

"You don't remember? I thought taking off my helmet would've helped you."

Staring at the man before you, you looked at his hair, to his brown eyes, to his freckles, and his nose. Slowly, the puzzle pieces formed together, and you remembered.

~~~

Everything was on fire. Smoke filled the temple, entering your lungs, making your cough. You couldn't see anything but flames. You coughed as you ran through the burning building, trying to find where everyone was. Around you, the other children were dead, either from the smoke or some other deadly weapon. You searched for some way out, feeling weaker and weaker as time went on. You had to find Ben, but you couldn't find him, he was gone. Your best friend was missing and you assumed the worst. Tears streamed down your face as you screamed for someone to help.

"Help!" You shouted, leaning down to cough. "There's no one else here! Please, somebody, help me!"

You suddenly felt someone grab you by the arm and pull you from the temple and through the halls and finally into the open air. You coughed wildly, holding your neck.

"B... Ben?" You stuttered, looking up at your best friend before you.

Ben held onto your hand, breathing heavily. He had blood dripping from his lip, and his clothes were charred.

You smiled, wiping the tears from your eyes. "I'm glad you're okay." You whispered, and Ben shook his head.

"I'm not." Your smile immediately vanished.

"What?"

Ben sighed, looking off at the burning temple. "I'm not okay. I don't think I ever was." He muttered, wiping his bloody mouth.

"I... I don't understand... Ben-" He suddenly ran off, into the woods.

~~~

You never saw Ben after that night. After he left, you thought the worst. That he was hurt, or worse. You waited for weeks, going over every detail of that night, hoping he would come back. But, he never did. Luke had found you and sent you to his sister's, where you stayed for the years to come.

With tears in your eyes, you looked up at Kylo... No... Ben. His dark hair fell in his eyes. Ben's eyes were the same as Kylo's, but his were warm and kind, unlike Kylo's now cold gaze.

"Ben..."

"I'm not him anymore." He growled and you frowned.

"What do you mean?" You asked quietly, and he turned to you.

"The person you knew is gone."

"What are you saying? Kylo killed him?" You bitterly joked, and Ben nodded his head.

"I did." You shook your head, dropping your head to your chest.

"No, no you didn't. You are still Ben. You saved me. You took me to safety." You spoke, looking back up at him. "But I know now, I should've seen what you were going through. I'm sorry." You bowed your head, and Ben exhaled sharply.

"No... You are wrong. You did save me." He spoke, and you looked up at him.

"How did I save you, Kylo. You've killed so many people." You whispered, and he turned away.

His mind was telling him to fight, to find Skywalker no matter what and get rid of him. Take over the galaxy. But… His heart begged you to save him.

"But... That doesn't mean that you can't change... You can still be Ben. I know he is still there inside you. I can help you find the person you once were." You whispered, and Kylo looked at you, tears in his own eyes.

"I don't think I can. I've caused too much anguish and pain."

You sighed, smiling slightly. "I know you can go back to the light, Ben."

He looked away, shaking his head. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry.”

"We can do this together. Like we used to."

Ben stayed silent for a long time, before walking to you and untying you. You hopped down and immediately wrapped your arms around him. He hesitantly wrapped his own arms around you, pulling you close. Leaning down, he nuzzled his head into your neck, wetting your shoulder with his tears. You shushed him gently, raking your hand through his hair.

"We'll do this together."

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If the Slipper Fits

Pairings: Kylo Ren x ForceSensitive!Reader

Summary: Nobody wants to be the woman whose foot fits that slipper.

Warnings: none that I can think of, but please let me know if you notice one

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: Kylo is back next chapter👀

Part Seven

Morning comes quicker than you would’ve liked.

With the lack of windows and sunlight, you could’ve slept forever, and you probably would’ve if not for the stream of admirers coming to congratulate you on escaping the castle and surviving the stonebadger attack. Word travels fast in the caves, apparently.

You’re not entirely sure that it didn’t have to do with Rey, though, who repeatedly retold the story of finding you cornered in the hot springs with gusto. The first few times you listened good-naturedly, but grew tired of reliving the moment after hearing it so many times. Especially because your thoughts focused rather traitorously on the moments preceding the one in her story, the ones that, gratefully, no one else was around to witness.

“I hope you’re not too tired for one more visitor,” came a voice, breaking you from your memories.

“Never,” you say, although you watch the former queen approach with an increasing sense of dread. Leia settles on the empty bed beside you.

In all honesty, she might’ve been the last person you wanted to speak with, besides maybe her son. If only she knew what transpired the night before. And if that wasn’t bad enough, you also were weary about following out her request to return to the castle and rescue Kylo, who you were mostly certain was incapable of being saved.

“How are you feeling?” Leia asks. “Rey is outside regaling a crowd with your heroics.”

You smile sheepishly. “I hardly did anything worth noting. Her and Poe were the ones to stop it, not me.”

“Either way, it’s clear that she thinks highly of you,” Leia says. A mask slips over her face then, replacing the expression of motherly concern to one of a diplomatic queen. “I’m not going to pretend that my motives for visiting you aren’t partially because I was hoping for your answer.”

“I know,” you reply. Frankly, you would be insulted if she believed you thought anything else.

“I realize you haven’t been able to give much thought to, with everything,” she says, waving her hand to encompass the events over the past day.

You wince. “No, not really.”

It’s a lie. In your waking moments, all you’ve thought about was your current situation.

“I sent a message to Luke on the off chance that you accept,” Leia says. “He hasn’t taught anyone…well, in a very long time. In fact, his last student was Ben.”

“Really? What happened?”

Leia’s lips purse. “It’s really not my place to say. Let’s just leave it that Ben and my brother do not get along.”

You frown but know not to press. This made you curious about the royal family, and about Kylo Ren himself. He killed his own father, banished his mother, and now you’ve been told that he had a poor relationship with his uncle. And you thought that your family life was messy.

“Do you think he’s even willing to help?” You ask.

“It’s hard to say,” Leia admits. “But he’s always had a tendency to do whatever I tell him.”

You think back to the stonebadger attack and, annoyingly enough, Kylo’s tough love training tactic. You hated to admit he was right. It wouldn’t have been a problem if you knew magic, if you could bend the Force to your will. You needed someone to teach you. And to have Luke Skywalker, one of the greatest magic-users of all time partake in that? You would be ridiculous to decline such an offer.

But you’re not sure you’re ready to accept yet.

Leia opens her mouth, but then closes it. Finally, she says, “I’m also not going to pretend that the information I’m about to present to you isn’t only for your benefit but also the benefit of my agenda.”

“I’m listening.”

At least she was being truthful. You could handle the truth, not hidden and distorted in lies like shadows in a mirror.

“The fourth district is…rebelling, I suppose, for lack of a word.” She pauses as if to let you process this information. You don’t tell her that you already know. “They aren’t letting anyone in, including us. I believe our ambitions are the same but…well, nevermind. What I’m trying to say is, it’s not happening peacefully. And I’m not sure how they plan to survive without anyone in, not even shipments.”

Leia referred to the rations that the First Order sent weekly to each district in a bid to share resources while also ensuring that one district never became too powerful. The First Order controlled food supplies, clothing, and other essentials.

You frown. You know that your district isn’t self sustainable, and that denying the shipments will be detrimental to its survival.

“Why would they do that?” You ask.

Leia shakes her head. “I’m not sure. Rumor has it that they’re rebelling for you, though.”

“For me?” Your frown deepens, brows pulling downwards. “I don’t understand.”

"Word caught about your stepmother hiding away your stepsisters, and how unfair your treatment was. I believe that, in combination with taking girls from each district, incited quite a bit of rage. They're angry about the whole system, calling for the First Order to step down."

“Isn't that what you want, too?"

"It is," Leia sighs. "But they seem to think that, since I'm leading, I would just perpetuate the system and no real changes would be made." Her face twists. "It's my own fault. I sat back and allowed too much to happen without interfering. But that's why I want to do better."

"But you need me," you add, giving voice to the words she left unsaid.

"I believe the first step is saving Ben from Palpatine, and then perhaps we can start to dismantle this terrible system." She looks at you in earnest. "But I didn't just tell you about your district for my own gain. If you go back to the castle and separate yourself from me, you might be able to reason with your district."

You pull the covers up tighter around you, as if they could protect you from your troubles. "But wouldn't I just be aligning myself with Kylo?"

"Yes, but you would be more sympathetic that way. Part of the reason they're rebelling is because he took you. I think you might have a shot," she says, lifting a shoulder. "At least more than you do here. They won't even listen to me."

"How long do I have to think on it?"

"I'm sending another patrol tomorrow afternoon to the castle to investigate how they're rebuilding after the surprise we gave them," Leia says. "I'll leave you until then."

You’re discharged later in the afternoon with instructions on how to properly care for your wound. Equipped with directions from the medic, you head to the barracks. It’s along the way that you overhear snippets of conversation from passing rebels, enough bits and pieces to form a singular focal point.

“—my sister lives in the fifth district, and she told me that nobody came for them today.”

“No more brides?”

“I heard that girl from the fourth district —”

You scurry away. Based on the tone of the last person, you didn’t want to hear what they had to say. Finally you hit the barracks, which is a series of connected rooms featuring several bunk beds. A familiar set of buns falls into your view, and you rush to Rey’s side.

“Is it true what they’re saying?”

Rey startles, then exclaims your name. “It’s you! I didn’t think they would let you out so early. With all of the blood —”

“Is it true? There hasn’t been another bride today?” You ask, slightly hysteric.

Rey frowns. “It’s true.” She studies you skeptically. “Are you sure you’re okay? Did the medics give you a psych eval? Because I can bring you back and —”

You shake your head. “No, no, I’m fine. Really. I just can’t believe it.”

“Crazy, huh?” Rey asks. “It’s the first time in over a year. I don’t think people know what to do with themselves.”

The thought elicits a myriad of emotions within you — delight, surprise, relief. You hadn’t thought about Kylo picking a new bride, but discover you’re glad he didn’t. Would you have been jealous? It’s not an avenue you particularly want to explore.

“Has he said why?”

“Kylo? No. He just hasn’t sent out any troopers with the slipper.” She shrugs. “We probably won’t ever figure out why, but I think I know why.”

When you look at her, bewildered, she laughs and adds, “C’mon, it’s because of you! Obviously he’s found whatever he’s looking for.”

“Why isn’t he coming looking for me then?” You ask in a hushed tone. This has bothered you. His words — you’ll be back — haunt you.

“Maybe he is and we just don’t know it. Whatever the reason, I just know that he wouldn’t let you go unless he had something planned. You saw how he is, he obviously just doesn’t let something go that he thinks is his.” She curses. “Bastard.”

His words strike you again. The smugness, the all-knowing tilt of his head. It makes your blood boil, relighting the flame inside you.

“He knows I’ll come back to him,” you mumble. Stiffening your spine, you tell Rey, “I don’t know if I have a choice not to. But the least I can do is make sure I do it on my own terms.”

Leia glances up at you from her desk. “I’ve been expecting you,” she says.

What was with this family and anticipating your movements?

You left Rey alone and rather confused, fleeing to hunt down the room that Leia used as her own personal office. Thankfully she was there, because your side was splitting with pain and you weren’t sure you could’ve traveled farther.

Resisting the urge to lean over with your hands on your knees and breathe in through your mouth, you plop down in one of the chairs across from the former queen.

“I want to do it.”

Leia perks up. “Really?”

“Yes.” You do your best to look confident. “But I’m going to do it on my terms. Not yours or Kylo’s. Mine.”

“Of course. Anything,” Leia says.

Emboldened, you make your first request: “I’m tired of always doing what I’m told. If I’m going to save Kylo, I’m going to do it independently of you or anyone else. I’m going to operate alone.”

Part Eight

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