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vintageseawitch · 3 years

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severus snape was not just a bully he was a literal racist and that did not change over the years unlike other characters' attitudes 🙏🙏🙏 what the fuck how are you pro-snape

hmmm. i feel there's an extremely back-handed compliment here. are you a lurker? are we mutuals? do i follow you or do you follow me? whatever the capacity, it feels silly to ask, but: are you new here? my bio, though novella in length because keeping things in a tiny, succinct packages is not my forte, clearly states at some point that Severus Snape is important enough to me to be mentioned a considerable amount. i'll be very sad if i follow you & enjoy the content you post because tbh this anon is super disappointing. the most common types i tend to receive are snaters who are too cowardly to tell me to my face they have nothing better to do than judge people doing the least harmful thing imaginable: loving/liking/appreciating a controversial, FICTIONAL FUCKING CHARACTER.

"he was a literal racist and that did not change over the years unlike the other characters' attitudes" ummm fucking WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT. what canon evidence do you have for this except your own warped headcanons?? Snape said the word "mudblood" fucking ONCE, as a teenage boy, while getting sexually assaulted by more than one person, in public, with no one there attempting to stop them. then Snape's one friend tries to defend him & Snape snaps something stupid because he was afraid & pissed off & ashamed. don't tell me YOU'VE never said something you're later ashamed of while in a temper or feeling cornered. don't tell me YOU'RE not allowed to make mistakes. that's right, it was a mistake, & he realized immediately so he tried to fix it & in the end his friendship wasn't worth it to her so he was alone, surrounded by people who won't help him, who let some other teenage boys get away with attempted murder, & adults who don't give a shit about him making him ripe for plucking. Snape fucking CRINGES then yells at Phineas Nigellus for calling Hermione that while the trio's on the run & Snape is an unwilling headmaster!!! have you forgotten this???? if anyone is racist it's Molly Weasley for her treatment of Fleur which was never given a legit reason why she behaved the way she did. i don't even want to try to count how many times Draco Malfoy calls Hermione a mudblood; are you harassing people with hateful anons for liking Draco? is he somehow more deserving of a redemption than Severus? if you think that, go fuck yourself.

Severus Snape made a mistake when he was very young. he was alone, traumatized, full of bitterness & anger. he first came over to the side of the light for selfish reasons but then so did Regulus & Narcissa & i never see people attacking THEM. Snape made a mistake & worked to atone for this & for 17 years most take for granted he was the puppet for two megalomaniacal masters, neither of whom gave a damn about his life (Dumbledore was worse in SO many ways). in the end, it seems like snaters feel like no matter what you do, no matter what is in your heart & everything you do to try to make it right, your mistake will always define you & death is all you deserve soduspsjapxjosn FUCK THIS SHIT. FUCK ANYONE WHO BELIEVES THIS.

"Severus Snape was not just a bully" yeah you're right he was also honorable, good-at-heart, brave as fuck, fucking brilliant, & while sharp-edged, was dryly hilarious. also, don't you get tired of this same fucking "argument"?? because Snape wasn't the only bully in canon. Molly Weasley is one. so is Dumbledore. so is Hermione. so is Draco, Crabbe, & Goyle. SO WERE THE MARAUDERS. Peter Pettigrew turned out to be one of the worst; do you ever anonymously bully anyone for liking them if they do? while not counting for taste, if anyone DOES like his character, IT'S NOT. MY FUCKING. BUSINESS. nobody is hurting me for liking that character. i am not hurting YOU for liking a character. it's just easier for you to pull this fucking performative, fake-woke, absolutely repulsive purity-culture enabling bullshit than to speak up about things that fucking ACTUALLY MATTER.

do you want to know some characters i like that are ACTUALLY disturbing/toxic/any negative thing you can think of?? i like Acton from the Doyle & Acton New Scotland Yard book series by Anne Cleeland & he is a LITERAL FUCKING STALKER who plays vigilante & takes advantage of his privilege to get away with his crimes lmao. i like Father Konstantin from the Winternight Trilogy even though (or maybe because of is more accurate) he's a younger, prettier, blonder Frollo from The Hunchback of Notre Dame with his behavior towards Vasya who is very much an Esmeralda parallel. it drew me in immediately, their dynamic in that trilogy; so poisonous & twisted & depraved was his obsession with her but it was so PASSIONATE i couldn't look away. i like Krennic from Rogue One: A Star Wars Story. if you've seen it, he's the smol, angry man who thinks seeing a planet with historical Jedi sites get destroyed by a previously unknown super weapon is BEAUTIFUL. he has no qualms against forcing someone against his will back to helping to build this weapon, even if it meant killing his family.

so there are just a few that i can think of at the moment who are considerably darker than mere shades of grey; do you send hateful anons to people who like Darth Vader? what about Sauron? Morgoth? what if someone likes VOLDEMORT?????? omg (spoiler alert: they exist, & some have created some of the best hp fanart i've seen, but that's not the point right now). do you attack people for liking other morally grey characters like Kylo Ren/Ben Solo or Lestat? snaters are pathetic. if you don't like Snape, that's perfectly fine; it would just be really cool if you can take your toxic, purity culture mentality & if unable to shove it up your ass at least go haunt the places dedicated to bland, rich white boy bully-loving spaces. go on with your horrid belief that all people who are enduring trauma are only allowed to process/handle it in a set way otherwise they are the Worst Person To Exist (or... not, in this instance, seeing as Severus Snape is a FICTIONAL. FUCKING. CHARACTER). do you not realize this says so much to people in your own life who may see some similarities between themselves & a character you believe makes you a superior entity for hating & judging?? do you not give people you care about another chance after making a mistake???

i'd rather continue loving this prickly, snarky asshole than attempt to "earn your good opinion" or some fucking similar codswallop thank you VERY much. cheerio & all that, & i hope you're able to find something to do you enjoy that doesn't involve judging people for things that really don't matter. if you have an issue with what i post you can always unfollow/block me. complicated controversial comfort characters make for better things to think about than fake wokeness. toodles~

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all-might-can-smash-me · 4 years

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The Dads at Disney World Headcanons cause why not

Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead, Toshinori Yagi/All Might, Taishiro Toyomistu/Fatgum, Keigo Takami/Hawks

No Sir Nighteye in this headcanon, sorry

Masterlist

Builds off of this headcanon

Did NOT want to go to Disney World

To many people, too much noises, too much work, money, crying children, annoying adults

TOO MUCH!

Broke down into saying yes when all his kids begged for a family vacation there, or to at least have one family vacation for once.....you were kind of excited that he said yes, so it wouldn’t be hard to get him on the same page as everyone.

He will stress the FUCK out!

“Where is kid number 4? Number 6? Oh crap, sorry Eri, I didn’t mean to bump into you. You dropped your ice cream? I’ll get you another one sweetie. HOLD MY HAND! THERE’S A BIG GROUP OF PEOPLE SO HOLD MY HAND!”

Will kind of relax once everyone is all clutching onto one another so they don’t get split up.

Will have a list of rides to get to and make sure everyone gets to where the next fast pass is. Also did his research on what character is where so that everyone can meet whoever the hell they wanna meet.

Enjoys the rides where you just sit down and freaking relax. Haunted Mansion? A+! For his younger kids who clutched onto his side as those corny little heads popped out in the cemetery while on the verge of crying? F-...

Kind of really enjoyed Tower of Terror and Rocking Rollercoaster....kids didn’t, so oldest teen gathered everyone up so he and you could go on it together....it was amazing.

Kind of really made him happy though to see his whole family piled up at a restaurant at one of those long tables, all excitedly talking about what was their favorite part of the day and what they can’t wait to go on next and showing off the souvenirs they chose.

He couldn’t help but just reach over the table to grab your hand

Aizawa also made sure they all got a spot at the front for the firework show, you and him making sure all your children were in front of you and him and that they could see.

Got A LOT of comments on how big his family is....which he just proudly nodded his head as you and him ushered your children along around the many parks.

He enjoyed Jungle Cruise way too much, mostly because his family literally almost took up a whole boat, so he didn’t have to worry about getting stuck with annoying people.

At the end of each day...he kind of just wanted to curl up in the hotel bed with you and pass out, but his army of children didn’t allow that since two rooms were purchased to fit everyone comfortably, so you stayed in one room and he stayed in the other

You both had to deal with giggling children excited for the next day though

He’s a good sport, he agreed to wear matching ears with everyone

Literally made everyone wear coordinated outfits to make every easily visible

Going to Disney World was a surprise for you and his little girl

His daughter made everyone double check EVERYTHING before leaving

Also made Toshinori remember EVERY princess, no cap

Toshinori held onto one of your daughter’s hands, you held onto the other the first few hours of the first day, but.....she ended up getting tired of walking, so Toshinori ended up just carrying her around everywhere.

Kind of wanted to go on the bigger rides, but that wasn’t really an option to do with himself, you, and your young daughter, but he didn’t mind riding rides like Winnie The Pooh and It’s a Small World with you and your daughter

Made sure his daughter got her signatures from her favorite princess when meeting them, since she would get forgetful with all that excitement rushing though that small body of his

Couldn’t help himself but get her the few things she really wanted, like a princess makeover or the cute little Winnie the Pooh plushies. Or an ice cream even though you were against her having so many sweets throughout the day

Disney Princess breakfast buffet? Hell to the yes! You actually kind of enjoyed it too when the princess would come and interact with your daughter and sign her notebook she had brought.

Would go on the spinning teacups over and over again just for his daughter

Seeing his daughter almost passing out while eating dinner back at the hotel while watching Tarzan in the room just made him feel great as he looked to you who ate away at the slice of pizza you had, intently watching the movie on the tv.

At first he would be cuddling with you, daughter having her own bed....but the sound of other familiar getting back and talking loudly late at night kind of spooked her, so she would end up crawling in the bed between you and Toshinori

Daughter would FaceTime Gran Torino every night too to show him all the things she got and tell him all that she did too.

Would have to tuck her in with all the plushies she had gotten from each park

He thought the Carousel of Progress slapped, but his daughter thought it was boring

Took time off specifically for this moment!

Disney World was a dream of his

Mostly for the food though, sorry not sorry

At first he was under the impression that his daughters and you would have wanted to go on the rides targeted towards...you know....younger girls

Well yeah, but they wanted to ride everything! Tower of Terror? Check! Rockin Roller Coaster? Check! Test track? Check! Just everything!

It just made him so proud on how brave his girls were on the bigger and slightly scarier rides. They just screamed and laughed on all of them and hung from his arms afterwards to gush about all the exciting things they saw or how certain things felt on the ride.

Breaks would be taken to try the most iconic foods sold at the Disney parks, but his favorite? The pretzels, the pretzels, the freaking pretzels! Of course the rest of you were hooked on the sugary greatness of the churros though....but you would always sneak a bite of his pretzel.

Would honestly listen to his oldest daughter search up conspiracies and secrets of Disney....and then would try to find the secret, hidden things in each park for fun with the whole family

His girls weren’t really into the whole meeting someone dressed as a Disney character ordeal....but exceptions were made at Galaxies Edge....

They couldn’t miss on meeting Chewbacca and Darth Vader

Or to geek out on all the Star Wars memorabilia on display while waiting to meet them.

You and all your daughters dressed as Sith Lords....Taishiro was kind of disappointed to be the only one to choose being a Jedi, but everyone else in the park found it funny.

Yeah....so the Star Wars rides were his favorite since his daughters would get so into it

Especially his younger ones on Rise of the Resistance when Kylo Ren would appear

“No you big meanie! We are getting out of here!” One of them yelled, Taishiro not being able to hold in his laughter as he looked to you trying to hold in your own giggles at your daughter’s reaction

Back at the hotel room everyone would just end up piling up onto one bed to excitedly talk about the day while everyone took turns showering...

everyone would just end up falling asleep together on the same bed

You and him would end up migrating to the other empty bed during the night

You mentioned wanting to go to Disney World once in passing? Guess that’s an invitation to plan a whole week trip!

Though everyone had to sit down and listen to you say that it was NOT ok to start flying around the park, that was a big no no

Keigo would end up riding a lot of the big scary rides with his two sons, the three of them having a blast together

Your daughter would just happily skip along side you, holding your hand as she was up for anything

Just not scary rides....she didn’t like the way her butt would kind of lift up from the ride’s seat sometimes

Though sometimes she would give a small tug on Keigo’s shirt and ask to ride a certain ride they were about to walk past. He would reroute themselves to head directly to that ride next

She was more into the Disney classics

Peter Pan, Winnie the Pooh, Haunted Mansion, Pirates of the Carribean, Carousel of Progress

Though she really enjoyed Pirates of the Carribean...though during Magic hours the ride was having difficulties which she was disappointed about

So he bought a few things at the gift shop and once back at the hotel room, you pushed her around on a chair while he dressed himself up with a hat, eyepatch, and hook and begin goofily re-enactmenting some of the moments she would giggle at on the ride, her two brothers joining in

Her brothers on the other hand loved Star Wars....but would often get into arguments about certain characters and the lore of the show and would ask their sister for her input...but she would only shrug her shoulders

“I like Princess Leia” she would simply stare as they would wait in line for a ride in Galaxies Edge

Keigo may have had no idea what was going on in Galaxies Edge, but he still thought everything was cool as hell and listened to his kids talk about what they liked about Star Wars.

Popeyes fried chicken was a MUST HAVE for dinner when they would head back to the hotel room

His kids would take that chance to put on Star Wars to educate him too at that moment.

Kids would be kind of tired in the morning because Keigo would honestly cause such a dang ruckus of bird noises because he was so dang tired by the time he went to bed

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shenanigans-and-imagines · 4 years

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Star Wars Drabble Masterlist

The Sequel Trilogy

Poe Dameron

Coming Home

Go To Sleep

I’m Here

Safe

“I can’t sleep, can I stay with you?”

“Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”

“I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.”

“Stop doing that, it’s turning me on.”

“Hello. We’re actually in the middle of something.”

“You haven’t lost me.” “Let me take you to the hospital.”

“What are you doing in my bed?” “I’m pretty sure I’ve aged ten years since meeting you.”

“Wars end” and “I almost lost you” kiss

“Moving Around While Kissing, Stumbling Over Things, Pushing Each Other Back Against The Wall/Onto The Bed” kiss

Hiding/hoping not to be caught kiss

Hiding/hoping not to be caught kiss and Accidentally Witnessed kiss

First Kiss

“You’re an idiot.”

“I almost lost you” kiss

Soft kiss/ Kisses Meant To Distract The Other Person From Whatever They Were Intently Doing

Jealous kiss

A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.

It’s a slow day on base, maybe Poe and reader do a puzzle?

bandaging/stitching up an injury

Kylo Ren

10 Minute Writing Challenge: Bed Sharing

Lana Solo (OC)

Poe x reader (or Lana!) where they get a little competitive?

Crack Highschool AU

“My name is Lana Solo, you killed my father, prepare to die”

Time Travel AU

The Last Jedi (Deleted Scene)

Lana Solo Meets Phaedra Meln

Lana Confronts Phaedra

Pregnancy Fic + PWP (headcanon)

Modern AU + Neighbour AU (headcanon)

blurting out love confession

wake up kisses + sleepy kisses

"I want you to tell me something you've never told anyone else."

Rogue One/The Original Trilogy

Cassian Andor

“Drop the attitude.” “You two fight like an old married couple.”

“I never meant to fall in love with you, I just did.”

“You haven’t lost me.”

“You deserve better than me.”

“Quit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that.”

Bodhi Rook

“Stay there. I’m coming to get you.”

“Who gave you the right to be that sexy?” “Stop doing that, it’s turning me on.”

kissing their bruises and scars

Sera Darros (OC)

“Things I receive, struggles. Things I want, snuggles.” (Bodhi x Sera)

“Don’t give me that puppy dog face. How am I supposed to say no to that?” (Platonic!Cassian x Sera)

Cassian decides not to leave (Platonic!Cassian x Sera)

Cassian carries Sera to bed (Platonic!Cassian x Sera)

Rogue One Coffee Shop/College AU Rambles

Bodhi x Sera Rambles

“You’re not my dad!” (Platonic!Cassian x OC)

YouTuber AU (headcanon)

The Clone Wars/The Prequels

Obi-Wan Kenobi

When One Stops The Kiss To Whisper “I’m Sorry, Are You Sure You-” And They Answer By Kissing Them More

Kisses Meant To Distract The Other Person From Whatever They Were Intently Doing

“It was so worth the injury though!” (18+)

“Are you wearing my shirt?” (18+)

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” (18+)

“Don’t ruin the sofa.” “Ill just have to cum inside you then.” (18+)

“How did my clothes end up way over there?” (18+)

Captain Rex

“Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you.” (18+)

Captain Rex Werewolf

Medic!Reader

bandaging/stitching up an injury (Medic!Reader)

Commander Cody

“You better muffle yourself with a pillow then, because I’m not stopping.” (18+)

CT-5597/Jesse

Soft morning cuddles

CT-6116/Kix

kissing the top of their head

CC-5576-39/Gregor

neck kisses

Cad Bane

“I know all of your weaknesses.” (18+)

Jayna Dar (OC)

Jayna x Maul Masterlist

The Thrawn Trilogy/Star Wars: Rebels

Grand Admiral Thrawn

10 Minute Writing Challenge - Senator!Reader x Thrawn: Protect

Can you do Thrawn with a shy quiet reader?

“Thrawn drabble, with a rebel tactician reader who has been captured by the empire?”

“How would Thrawn react to someone who stutters?”

“How you think Thrawn would react to his partner telling him they love him”

In Secret Kiss (Thrawn x Captain)

“Spread your legs. I want to feel how turned on I made you.” and “You’re really bad at hiding how turned on you are.” (18+)

“Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?” (18+)

Top of the Head Kiss

“No, I’m the one that’s supposed to be making you feel good.” (18+)

Are you going to be good from now on? (18+)

Hands Brushing Accidentally

“You have no idea how much I want you.” (18+)

shielding the other one with their body

feeling for each other in the dark

"Come here. Let me fix it."

Hug ficlet

taking the other’s hand to look for injuries

Eli Vanto

Moving Around While Kissing, Stumbling Over Things, Pushing Each Other Back Against The Wall/Onto The Bed

“Slap my ass again and I’ll make you fuck me in that closet.” + “Oh god, how can you manage to switch from cute to sexy in under a second?” (18+)

pulling the other one towards them

The Mandalorian

Zena Lorell x Din Djarin (Masterlist)

#poe dameron x reader #poe dameron x oc #cassian andor x reader #bodhi rook x reader #darth maul x oc #thrawn x reader #jesse x reader #obi wan kenobi x reader #kylo ren x reader #star wars oc #sw oc #lana solo #jayna dar #sera darros #star wars #rogue one #the clone wara #star wars masterlist

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miraclesabound · 3 years

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Fangs and Other Things

Summary: Reader has moved on with her life after her best friend Ben disappeared, but the newly-christened vampire Kylo Ren isn’t quite done with her yet.

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Warnings: Dubcon, hypnosis, semi-consensual adultery, PIV sex, blood drinking, pseudo-threesome

Pairings: Reader/Male OC, Reader/Kylo Ren

Note: I had a version of this rolling around in my drafts for years, and @thepilotanon and I had discussed some angsty vampire headcanons a while back. What better time to finally get this done than a gray and stormy day right before Halloween?

Tag List: @thepilotanon, @callmehopeless, @trelaney, @direnightshade, @safarigirlsp, @candycanes19, @desiraypark, @finn-ray-nal-beads, @clumsycopy, @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather

Three years ago

Ben can honestly say that when he kissed you, he didn’t expect to be slapped – but as he reels back from the impact of the blow, the anger in your eyes burns almost as much as the hit does. He’d thought that maybe you would back away, but actual violence? This is new to him. He supposes he should count himself lucky that you struck him with the hand that isn’t now sporting a rose gold ring.

You don’t know if his expression is actually fearful, but you don’t have time for analysis. “Who the fuck do you think you are, Ben Solo?” you hiss. “I invite you to my house to tell you that I’m engaged and this is the stunt you pull?”

“Kid, please, I was desperate, I’m sorry!” He begs. “I thought he was going to take you away from me, I had to at least show you how I feel!”

“Take me aw- are you out of your mind? You’re my best friend, Ben, and Jason knows that! Do you realize how you sound?” You’re about to make a low blow, but he crossed a line first, so you’re not sure you care. “You sound like Rey!”

That does knock the wind out of his sails. His ex had always been suspicious that the two of you were having some kind of affair, and one time, she’d even told you to fuck off and keep your claws to yourself; you and Ben hadn’t spoken for about three months after that. It was miserable, and Ben and Rey had broken up soon afterwards.

But even knowing how he sounds, Ben can’t stop the next words that come out of his mouth. “Kid, I love you! I fucking love you! Doesn’t that count for anything?”

You shake your head, and tears start to prick the corner of your eyes. “You’re too late, Ben – and if you’re pulling a stunt like this, all you’ve done is prove that I made the right choice. Please…just get out.”

He knows he could grovel and plead at your feet for forgiveness, but it won’t do any good. Instead, he just grabs his coat and his wallet and heads for the door. As he’s leaving, he hears you pull out your phone, and he’s sure you’re calling Jason to tell him what just happened.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid!” He growls at himself as he walks down the block. “Jesus Christ, Solo, did you really think she was gonna jump into your arms? Jason’s a good guy, why the fuck-” He doesn’t get to finish the thought. A shadow has been trailing him for several seconds, and it leaps out at him, knocking him to the ground and clamping down on his neck, blacking him out.

When he wakes up, a withered old man is by his side, and tells him what he is and what Ben is becoming. The process over the next few days is excruciating, but when the transformation is complete, Ben finds strength, power, and new senses beyond his wildest imagination. The old one, Snoke, takes Ben as his pupil, gives him a new name, and slowly indoctrinates him to the vampire ways – most importantly, that a vampire doesn’t request permission. He simply takes.

Present Day

You blink awake to your husband gently shaking your shoulder. “Honey,” he says kindly, “you were moaning in your sleep again.”

“Ugh, I’m sorry,” you say. “I don’t know what it is, but these dreams are getting more intense.” Intense is the polite way to put it, they’ve really been almost pornographic every night for the last two weeks – and for some reason, your lover in these little visions hasn’t been some celebrity or your beloved Jason; it’s been Ben, missing and presumed dead these three years. Thankfully, Jason’s not the jealous type, but he can tell that you’re troubled, and if he holds you a little tighter in the mornings when you wake up, it’s only because he’s worried for your state of mind.

Pulling you into his arms, he runs his fingers up and down your back, hoping it will soothe you. “Maybe it’s just because the anniversary is coming up?” he asks.

You shrug, nuzzling further into his chest. “It makes as much sense as anything else – but I never had sexy dreams about Ben before – not even once.”

Unfortunately, neither of you have sensitive hearing, or you might have caught the brief chuckle from the tree outside your bedroom window. The creature who now goes by the name Kylo Ren, the one who used to be the weak man Ben Solo, has been traveling the world, but now, he’s back in your town, and he’s been planting the seeds to take what’s his. As the sun begins to rise, he drops to the ground from the branch he was sitting on, and he walks away with a smug expression on his face. You’ll be back at his side soon enough; you just needed a little reminder of what you could be having.

Jason takes you out to dinner that night, and while you have a lovely time, you can’t shake the feeling that the two of your are being watched as you leave the restaurant to go home. You cling even closer to his side than usual, and when you whisper your suspicions to him, Kylo, who’s been observing the two of you, can still hear you over the noise of the crowd.

Jason doesn’t have the same worry, but when you ask, “Can we take the shortcut to get back to the garage?”, he agrees. Kylo restrains a laugh – he knows this town as well as you do, if not better, so he knows he’ll be able to cut the two of you off easily. With the speed typical of his species, he gets to the expected corner about 30 seconds before the two of you do, and the shock on your faces when you see him is too delicious to ignore.

“No no no…” you say, more to yourself than to either of the men in your company. “No, no, it can’t be, I’m going crazy…”

“You’re not crazy, honey,” Jason reassures you. Turning to Kylo, he says, “I’m sorry, you just look very much like someone we knew a long time ago, but you couldn’t possibly be him. Excuse us.” The two of you try to walk around him, but Kylo almost teleports in front of you again. Jason rolls his eyes. “Ok, you’re hilarious, pal – can you let us by, please?”

“No, I don’t think I will,” Kylo says. “Besides, you’ll find out there’s very little that’s impossible in the world these days.” Turning to you, he says, “What’s the matter, dear? Don’t you know your best friend?”

“You’re not Ben!” you insist. “It makes no sense! The police couldn’t find any trace of him!”

Kylo allows a wicked smile to cross his face. “I suppose you’re partly right – I’m not Ben Solo anymore; I’m more than he ever was. My name is Kylo Ren now – if you come with me, I’ll explain everything.”

“She’s not going anywhere with you!” You almost jump; you’ve never heard Jason raise his voice before, but as he steps between you and this…this demon, you’re grateful for his strength. He’s been your rock as long as you’ve known him and you know he would defend you with his life. However, courage and honor are no match for a literal sucker punch. Faster than you can perceive it, Kylo lands a devastating blow to Jason’s gut, and Jason crumples to the ground, trying to catch his breath.

Your fear is now mixed with fury, and as you help Jason to his feet, you shoot Kylo the most hateful look you can muster. “What’s your problem?” you yell. “Why won’t you just leave us alone?”

You really are rather cute when you’re angry; Kylo has always thought so. Gesturing with his finger, he says, “Like I told you, I’ll explain it all – if you come here.” On those last two words, a strange cloudy feeling comes over your mind, and your feet move you closer to him without your will. Jason stares in horror as you walk over; even without seeing your face, he knows that something is deeply wrong.

Kylo’s smile is much more genuine now, and when you’re within reach, he takes your hand and kisses the palm. God, he’s missed your scent; even when he was human, you always smelled perfect to him. After his lips leave your hand, he says, “You know what I am now, don’t you?”

“Yes…” The word comes out of your lips as a drunken whisper.

“And do you know what I want?” he asks, pulling you closer to him, an arm wrapping around your shoulder. Your eyes look even lovelier with the haze of hypnosis over them, and he can start to smell the arousal in your blood.

“Me?” you ask. Kylo frowns slightly, but he supposes you questioning him makes sense. Victims under his spell speak the truth, but they’re not mind-readers. How could he expect you to know how badly he’s been craving you?

“That’s right,” he says, smoothing a stray strand of hair behind your ear. He sees Jason trying to approach and shoots him a warning look. The young man stops in his tracks, his animal instincts overriding his protectiveness. Confident that he won’t cause more trouble, Kylo looks back to you and asks, “Then tell me, dear – who do you love?”

He’s leaning in for a kiss when you say with perfect confidence: “The man I married.”

He’s so close to your mouth that the breath of your words brushes his lips, and it takes some effort to pull away from you and look at you properly. “WHAT…did you just say to me?”

“Jason is the man I love,” you repeat. Your tone isn’t mocking; if anything, it’s painfully sincere.

“Shit,” Kylo curses under his breath. He had banked on using his dream powers to turn your heart back to him, but apparently he’s dealing with something stronger than he’d anticipated. “Stay here, darling,” he tells you, and he walks over to Jason, who, to his credit, is standing his ground. “Jason, I need to make something clear; I never had anything against you personally – but I can’t let you take her away. Do you love this woman?”

“More than anything,” Jason responds. “I wouldn’t have married her if I didn’t.”

“Then come away with us,” Kylo says, and while he’s not using his powers on the other man, his tone doesn’t allow for argument. “You’ll have each other, and you’ll know she’s safe. That said-” Here he leans in close, and he can hear Jason’s pulse jump into overdrive. “If you try anything funny, you’ll regret it.”

“…fine.”

“Glad we’re on the same page. Both of you, follow me.” Kylo turns on his heel, walking away into the darkness. You do your best to match his pace, and Jason hurries to catch up to you, taking your elbow so that you don’t accidentally trip on the cobblestones. Even in your addled state, you smile at him.

The three of you walk about five blocks away from the main road before Kylo says, not even looking behind him, “This is the place.” You and Jason come to a stop behind him, and Kylo pulls a key from his pocket. Turning around, he places it in your hand: “Go open the door and walk upstairs – we’ll be right behind you.” You obey, and as you unlock the door and walk through it, Kylo looks at Jason and gestures with his head. “I prefer being the last one through my own door – go ahead of me, please?” Jason seems suspicious, but he follows Kylo’s instruction and walks through, waiting in the front hall for his “host”. Kylo takes the key out of the lock, steps through, and verifies that all the latches are in place before he closes up tight.

Kylo believes in living in style, and he can see the slightest touch of admiration in Jason’s eyes as he looks around the well-appointed living room and kitchen. However, they can’t linger; Kylo can hear you walking around upstairs, waiting for instruction.

Jason looks slightly concerned, but Kylo’s voice is casual as he calls up the stairs. “Go to the second door on the right, it’s unlocked. Make yourself comfortable, we’ll be up in a moment.” When Jason hears the door open and shut, his posture relaxes, and he seems a bit more at ease following Kylo up the stairwell.

The door in question leads to Kylo’s master bedroom, and he’s pleased to see that you’re sitting on his bed, even if your body language isn’t as relaxed as he would like. “I told you, dear, you could make yourself comfortable,” he says. “Would it be better if Jason was with you?” You nod, and Jason takes the hint, sitting down next to you and pulling you into his arms. The two of you lie down together on the bed, and you let out a moan when he kisses your cheek.

Jason’s startled; he’s known you to be responsive to him, but this is much more than he usually sees you. Looking over at Kylo, who’s taken a seat on a nearby chair, he says, “This isn’t normal – what’s happening to her?”

“It’s a side effect of the hypnosis,” Kylo explains, taking a moment to shuck his coat and his shoes. “She can’t lie, but she also loses restraint; her arousal will be through the roof.” Her smell is becoming even more potent, and Kylo has to clear his throat so that his own attraction doesn’t seep through in his voice. “Makes the blood sweeter that way.”

Jason looks almost sick at the mention of blood, and he holds you more tightly to him. “Honey, are you hearing this?” he asks you. “I won’t let him do this to you if it’s not what you want.” Kylo scoffs to himself – as if this human could really stop him…but he won’t make a move if you’re not actually ok with it. He’s waited too long to properly have you; he’s not going to ruin it by being a total monster.

The keen that comes out of your throat makes Kylo’s cock twitch, and you say to Jason, “Please, I need you both, I need his fangs….” You reach out to Kylo. “Please…” Jason looks at Kylo over your shoulder, as if to say, “Well? What do we do now?”

Kylo smiles indulgently and comes to your side, kissing your forehead. “We’ll take care of you, dear – just be patient and we’ll get you ready. Lie down, ok?” You follow his order and lie back on the luxurious blanket that covers the bed. Jason holds your hand, and Kylo straddles your hips, running his fingers up and down your sides. You let out another desperate sound, and the vampire leans down, capturing your mouth in a kiss that he’s waited three years for.

Instead of pushing him away like you did back then, you pull him close to you, tangling your fingers into his dark hair as he teases your lip with his teeth. This part is familiar to him – in your dreams, no matter what position the two of you end up in, you always need to be kissed thoroughly, enough to make you shake. He moves his lips to your neck, and his fangs pop slightly when he finds your pulse point. He won’t take any of your blood yet, but he doesn’t want to be searching for the vein in question when you’re about to come, either.

What is popping is his cock, now nearly at full mast just from being this close to you. His hips buck into yours, and you breathe his name out as if it’s a prayer. He drags his lips down to your shoulder, pushing the collar of your shirt away as he sucks on your skin. Next to him, he can hear Jason shucking his own shirt, and the young man takes your spare hand, kissing each finger individually.

Your hips push back into Kylo’s, and he knows that if he were a younger being, he could lose control right there, and he can’t afford that. Instead, he pulls away from you and has Jason take his place so that he can catch his breath. While Jason helps you take off your clothes, Kylo unzips his pants and lets his cock spring free. The cool air is a bit of a balm, and while he’s still very hard, he doesn’t worry as much that he’ll embarrass himself.

Jason has you stripped completely naked, and after kissing you and dragging a finger between your legs, he lets out a low whistle. “God, honey, you’re so wet – what do you need?”

“Anything, please…” you beg. Looking over his shoulder, Jason gets a nod from Kylo, and then he curls two fingers inside of you. “FUCK!” you shriek, simultaneously stretched and relieved by the sudden intrusion. The scream softens into moans as Jason sets a good pace – he’s not touching your clit, but the feeling of something pumping in and out of you is so good that it makes your eyes water. You’ve never been someone to cry during sex, but then again, you’ve never been hit with hypnosis either.

He’s sure it’s from the over-stimulation, but when Kylo sees your tears, he moves quickly to your side. “It’s ok, dear, we’ve got you, I promise.” He kisses all over your cheekbone and your jaw. “It’s ok…”

“Kylo, it feels so good!” You nearly scream again when Jason starts to circle your clit with his thumb. “I want to come, please, it’s too much!”

Jason starts to apply more pressure, but Kylo taps him on the shoulder and he takes the hint, removing his hand so that you can come back down to Earth, just for a few minutes. Instead, he kisses your thigh, just to let you know that he’s still here. You look down at him in adoration, but the fire in your eyes when you turn to look at Kylo is unmistakable.

“Do you think you can take my cock?” he asks.

“I want you.” That’s the only answer you give, but it’s enough for him (even though “I love you” would be even better). He undresses himself quickly, and he motions for Jason to give him space. Your husband scoots back, and Kylo moves you so that he’s seated fully on the bed and you’re in his lap. With how slick you are, aligning himself and pushing into you is barely an effort.

The two of you groan in unison, and over your shoulder, Kylo sees Jason unzip his pants, getting ready to stroke himself. Kylo smirks, if only because he’s wanted to do the same when he’s been spying on you, so he can’t blame the human for needing release of his own.

Your breathing in his ear is unsteady, and Kylo returns his attention to you, not moving much himself, but gripping your hips so that you can piston yourself properly. He wants to rut into you like some kind of animal, but this is about you just as much as him, after all – he has to make you feel how much he can give you, and you have to be willing to take it, or what’s the point?

That said, he can feel you shake with both fear and desperation, and he kisses your cheek. “It’s ok, dear – you can fuck me harder. Believe me, I can take it.”

With his permission, you start properly bouncing on his cock, and the moans you let out are positively obscene. Jason is stroking himself faster now; he doesn’t expect that he’ll get to fuck you himself tonight, but seeing his wife so blissed out is still an immense turn-on. In fact, the sound of him masturbating gives you a good pace to set while you bounce – and regardless of what Kylo says, he’s fucking you now, not the other way around. His grip on your hips has tightened, and with every thrust, he hits deep inside you, nearly making your ears ring.

That said, this isn’t the sort of thing that gets you off in the end, and you look down at Kylo with what’s probably a pathetic expression. “Kylo…Ben…please, I want to come!”

The use of his old name is almost too much to bear, but Kylo pushes through, and sits up so that he can plant his lips on your neck. Putting one hand where you can rub your clit against it, he curls the other one around the back of your head to hold you still, his fangs popping out.

Jason sees this, and his protectiveness returns in force – “How do I know you’ll be careful with those??”

This time, Kylo doesn’t smirk. “I would never hurt her again – especially when I already made a mess by leaving. The bite will feel good for her, I promise.” Finding that vein he sought out earlier, he says to you, “I’m gonna fuck you through this so that it feels better – hold on tight.”

He sinks his teeth into your neck – and you practically explode around him. You scream to heaven as your orgasm hits, and the rush of your blood in his mouth is sweeter than any fruit he ate when he was human. You squeeze tightly around him, and he falls over the edge, coming and coming as if he hasn’t fucked in years. He briefly hears the groan of Jason hitting his peak as well, and he admits to himself that he didn’t want the man to have to linger too long.

As all three of you come down from your highs, Kylo feels some of your blood trickling down your back and onto his fingers. He certainly doesn’t want you to pass out, so he carefully removes his fangs, retracting them with a small click. After Jason brings a towel, Kylo gently places it against your wound – he can tell you’re getting tired with the way your forehead leans against his. He will explain everything to both of you – but not tonight.

#vampire kylo ren #kylo ren and reader #kylo x reader

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tros-for-dinner · 4 years

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Like, okay, I need to talk about trauma a second

I’m reading The Body Keeps the Score right now - it’s a pretty comprehensive book about PTSD and trauma, and treatment of trauma-related mental illnesses and, like, I just keep thinking about Kylo (Ben)

In one sentence: Kylo is a deeply traumatized man and I can’t stop thinking about it.

As a general rule I don’t care about the ancillary materials, but “absentee parents” and “being left with droid caretakers that tried to kill him” is trauma - he didn’t have someone to comfort him and his usual caretakers weren’t safe. He probably started acting out, as what happens to kids that go through that. He was also deeply empathetic (metaphorically represented by being strong in the Force) so every lie that was told to him, every time someone feared him because of his ancestors, every time someone tried to use him because of his family - those are all wounds, too. Then, maybe because he was acting out, maybe because he was a deeply religious kid, he goes to live the ascetic life with his beloved Uncle Luke.

And I know this is my own headcanon, but knowing what I now know about trauma: he was still suffering the emotional effects of trauma. The fear, the mistrust, the anxiety, the anger - his fellow Force-sensitive students (and Luke) could feel those emotions. In the Jedi tradition, you either shut that shit down or you’re assumed to be on the road to the Dark Side.

Here’s the problem: the fear, the anxiety, the anger triggered by the pain of trauma can’t just be meditated away. It’s fight/flight instinct; it’s literally the oldest, most sub-conscious part of the brain reacting to the memory of pain and trying to prevent future pain. You can’t control it. You can’t reason with it. You either heal it or it controls you.

Luke can feel that his methods aren’t working but he hasn’t been trained in psychology so he has no idea how to fix this problem. Luke is deeply afraid of the Dark Side, and he was taught that emotions - a deeply-rooted function of the brain - are inherently ‘evil’ and cause self-destruction for the Jedi. Luke has a “all or nothing” “either I do it all or I’m a failure” mindset so he starts feeling despair at the bitter taste of failure. One night, out of pure fear, he takes an uninhibited look into his nephew’s mind (notably, without his consent) and sees how bad things could be in the future. For an instant, he honestly considers killing Ben to prevent that future from happening.

Here’s a question: what would you do if you woke up to a trusted, beloved family member pointing a loaded, safety-off shotgun at you, and you could feel without a doubt that they were definitely ready to kill you?

You would feel abject terror. Wounds from trusted loved ones can be the most painful, and this was a wound that eclipsed every other in Ben’s life. He escapes, and then falls into the hands of Snoke.

(I hate how the ancillary materials totally erased Ben’s agency by making Snoke influence his mind even before he was born. Grooming from a young age? That would have been fine. But as it is, it’s a supernatural element that oversimplifies and makes unbelievable a story that could have been more powerful.)

In my mind, Snoke doesn’t even have to be Force-sensitive: his gift is that he can tell what people wants, and he controls those people by promising what they want (and getting his victims just close enough to what they want so they keep coming back for more).

So he sees Ben and sees the perfect mark: someone who believes they’re inherently a bad person (drowning in shame, an instinct that is extremely self-isolating), enraged with pain, who has been indoctrinated into black-and-white thinking by the culture/religion he grew up in.

Snoke promises Ben 1. respect (i.e. a form of connection in which you don’t have to be vulnerable) and 2. power (which appeals to Ben’s helplessness).

All of us wear different “hats” depending on the situation we’re in: at work, we wear Customer Service or Manager hats. At home, we wear Caregiver or Partner or Roommate hats. Walking out to our cars in the dark, or taking the bus in a bad neighborhood, we might swagger with a Don’t Fuck With Me attitude. We hide or reveal parts of our personality depending on the tools we need in the situation.

Ben creates a persona to hide his shame, protect himself from vulnerability, and deaden the part of his conscience that objects to being part of an organization that is hurting people like his family was hurt. This persona is named Kylo Ren, and it uses the mask and robes like a magic spell to summon the gravitas and influence of his ancestor. But most importantly, the mask and robes shield him from the outside world as protection, but also to hide his shame and any emotions that aren’t ‘acceptable’ (’acceptable’ being anger, mostly).

The thing about shame is that it separates us from the people around us, preventing us from making meaningful connections. This is devastating to the human mind, because humans survive in groups (and our brain evolved to seek groups out). Bringing shame out into the light in the presence of someone you trust is usually enough to exorcise it.

Kylo doesn’t have anyone he can trust, and he is drowning in shame. He is totally isolated and knows he’s nothing but a weapon in Snoke’s hand. Snoke cultivates his shame and isolation because it makes Kylo easy to control. But then, totally by happenstance, Kylo meets Rey.

I hear people talk about ‘the power of love’ and I used to think it was total bullshit. I realize now that’s because visual media usually simplifies ‘love’ into ‘physical attraction’. In reality, love contains a spectrum of elements that are essential to a healthy, functioning mind. Specifically: a place you feel safe (a place where you feel trust, where you feel genuine connection, where you feel wanted, where you feel heard and seen and understood). The entire spectrum of intimacy (emotional, physical, and sexual) spans this need for a place to feel safe and known.

So Kylo meets this girl and a couple of things happen. 1. he realizes he isn’t actually alone. There is someone in the whole of the galaxy who might be his equal. 2. Totally inadvertently, Rey exposes his deepest shame (that he can’t live up to the legacy, that he is hurting himself for nothing) and brings it out into the light.

And, like, all of that would be disrupting enough, but then something even more important happens. See, Snoke built the expectation in Kylo’s mind that if Kylo cut away everyone who loved him, Kylo would be stronger, would be more powerful. Kylo gets the opportunity to cut away his father in the most final way - to kill him - and he takes the opportunity.

As soon as he kills Han - the very second after he ignites his saber - he realizes that Snoke was lying. It didn’t make him more powerful, it just makes things worse.

So while he’s reeling from that realization, his mind instinctively reaches out for connection, for people who might understand. I once read a meta that the Force Skype scenes in TLJ are initiated when Rey feels lonely, which I totally 100% buy into, but I’d suggest the connection happens when both of them are feeling lonely or hurt.

As far as I’m concerned, they bridged their own minds - Snoke took credit because he knew that would be devastating to Ben. Ben and Rey experience emotional intimacy and through their connection, they both start to heal a little from their individual traumas.

I went on a bit of a tangent there but here’s what I’m trying to get to: trauma doesn’t just go away. You don’t just flip a switch, forget about the past, and move on with your life. If you don’t heal, then that trauma and the damage to your brain persists. It takes time and an enduring safe place to heal. So I’m sitting here, trying to imagine what that healing could look like in-universe. And I’m just thinking about the fact that Episode 9 could have been about healing. They gave Rey the gift of healing. The moviemakers had a love story all wrapped up in a bow that could have been a metaphor for the healing power of love. They had all these traumatized characters that could have experienced healing. We, the audience, could have experienced the healing power of catharsis.

And in conclusion, I’m just thinking about Adam Driver performing this incredibly relatable character and TLJ’s Reylo and Luke&Rey plotlines being what they are - and just feeling deep gratitude.

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noddytheornithopod · 2 years

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The two most non-controversial men: Steven Universe and Kylo Ren

(For this)

Wow, trying to get me cancelled much? :P

Steven

My favorite thing about them: Just a really positive role model for masculinity, being someone pretty nice and sweet and open about his feelings, and his failures are when he fails to live up to those things. It's good he's not perfect either.

My least favorite thing about them: IDK... I guess maybe he's a bit of a handful in the really early episodes? But even then, it kinda makes sense.

My favorite canon relationship: Relationship is very open ended and doesn't specify if it means romantic or in general, so I'll cover all bases. Ship wise, I ship him with Connie, they're just really sweet and compliment each other well while bringing out the best in each other. In terms of general character relationships, I think all of the main Crystal Gems have really great dynamics with him, they all have their nice features while still having specific nuances to them. I enjoy his dynamic with Peridot too, for similar reasons.

My favorite non-canon relationship: I mean, Steven being the viewpoint character has a dynamic with pretty much every character on-screen. :v So it's Rose Quartz by default, because she's the only major character I can think of he wouldn't have met. Would be interesting to see what a conversation between them would be like, even if neither can exist.

The sexuality I headcanon for them: Probably pan if you ask me.

What I’d do if I could spend the day with them: Make sure he's taking it easy and enjoying himself, I don't want him to have another SU Future incident. :P

Random fact about them I like: Nothing really comes to mind?

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo

My favorite thing about them: Hmm... I feel so indifferent this is actually really hard. Until I can think of a better answer, I'll just say Ben Swolo memes. :v Okay fine, for a more serious answer... I do think there's potential in the whole "kid of galactic heroes feels isolated" and parallels to IRL radicalisation into harmful ideologies thing.

My least favorite thing about them: the fact that people either love him so much he becomes all they care about, or that people hate him so much like they have a vendetta against him they think his mere presence ruins everything I kinda feel like he's kinda safe as a character, in a way? The most interesting thing he did was when he killed Snoke to become the big bad and go further into darkness, making any potential redemption harder, but then as we know, "somehow, Palpatine returned". In general, I just kinda get this sense he feels so manufactured to be "sympathetic evil but secretly not that evil deep down" guy. I find the internal conflicts and moral ambiguity of characters like Anakin, Maul and even freaking Dooku more interesting, personally. I feel like whenever I'm watching him I'm seeing an "I'M SO CONFLICTED" sign. I don't dislike the character or have anything against him like some people who seem to fume at his mere existence, but I feel like there's just more interesting dark side characters. It's not even that he's a failure at living up to the legacy of the dark side or anything, it's just again I feel like they played it too safe with him.

My favorite canon relationship: IDK, Rey? *sees pitchforks* Oh shut up, I'm not even a Reylo shipper, I'm completely indifferent to what people do and don't ship with the character. I purely mean this in terms of their dynamic and chemistry.

My favorite non-canon relationship: I like the idea of him being in his Darth Vader phase and then learning about what Anakin was like, maybe ghost Anakin can show up and tell him "lol I moved past all that".

The sexuality I headcanon for them: I barely care enough to even answer?

What I’d do if I could spend the day with them: Try not to piss him off in case he gets violent. :v

Random fact about them I like: The idea that he talks to Darth Vader helmet all the time but it's actually secretly Sidious amuses me to a degree.

#ask #meme #star wars #steven universe #kylo ren #ben solo

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madeofsplinters · 3 years

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for the symbols ask, would you mind all of them that you havent yet done for vader? you have very good opinions on him and i would like to hear them

Aw, thank you! Although man that is A LOT of Vader headcanons left to do :D But I like writing random stuff about him, soooo... Sad:

Vader still remembers all the Jedi younglings' names.

Angry/Violent:

I mean, what in Darth Vader's life *isn't* angry/violent? Lol. The particular way that he uses the Dark Side produces a really fucked up feedback loop: he's angry and in various forms of pain all the time, which produces an energy he can channel into violence, which produces self-hate and further pain, which produces more energy. Lather, rinse, repeat.

A lot of Palpatine's work with Vader is simply about managing this loop and adjusting as necessary. Giving him enough outlets for his rage that he doesn't just combust where he stands and start breaking things he isn't supposed to; tormenting him enough, and giving him the tools to self-torment, so that it never quite subsides into peace.

This isn't the only way of using the Dark Side, but it's a common one for Sith warriors; both Maul and Kylo Ren use something similar.

Sex:

Disabled people can, too have sex - it just takes a little more creativity. Vader has plenty of creativity, as well as magic super powers. If he doesn't indulge in such things - which, honestly, in canon he probably doesn't - then it's due to psychological factors: a conservative upbringing and ascetic lifestyle, unresolved grief for his wife, self-hate, depression, not wanting to let anyone in that close, etc.

Anyways if I see one more "BuT hIs DiCk DoEsN't WoRk" post here on Tumblr dot com, as if that body part is all that sex boils down to, I may actually scream.

Living Quarters:

When he's meditating in his stupid lava fortress, Vader senses the Dark Side nexus underneath him as if it's a living being, a kind of elemental lava spirit. Sometimes he talks to it in his head. (Is it "really talking" back to him? Is he just carrying out a strange symbolic drama in his own head? Don't ask - if you don't intuitively understand how a spiritual experience can be both these things at once, then you're not on Darth Vader's level.)

His favorite thing about the lava river is that it isn't Palpatine. Vader of all people knows how destructive lava is, but lava is direct and straightforward. It doesn't lie to him. It doesn't play games on purpose just to jerk him around. It just flows on and burns what's in its path, and there are days when Vader finds that both relatable and soothing.

Romantic:

Vader has a weakness for partners who are older than him, brave, smart, outwardly stable (the insides may vary), have a cute accent and strong negotiation and leadership skills, feed him attention in measured amounts, and are convinced they know better than him about everything. Padmé and Tarkin (and Obi-Wan, for that matter) all fit this type...

Friendship:

I mean, Vader doesn't really have friends, though. He is capable of forming really intense attachments to a few specific people, and tolerating others because of their competence, but anything in between those ends of the spectrum? Doesn't really compute. Vader does not chill or hang out or make pleasant conversation, not a lot of room for friends here.

Even as Anakin, he was a little like this. It was harder to tell, because his social circle was a lot bigger then - there were way more people in the "would die for them" circle, and way more who he went out of his way to be nice to, even if they weren't exactly close. But all of these social relationships involve some kind of power relation. Anakin has masters and fellow generals and an apprentice; he has favorite loyal troops and a favorite droid; he has a Supreme Chancellor who is being very nice to him for some reason. These are all people he works with, or who want something from him; he doesn't really have anyone he hangs out with just for the sake of hanging out with them. Padmé is the closest he gets to that, and even with her, he’s acting out a romantic role in the way that he thinks is expected of him so that he’ll deserve her love. (And doing a bad job of it, because Anakin is awkward, but never mind.)

Anakin has a huge heart and many attachments, don't get me wrong. But I don't think he's ever fully grasped the idea of a social connection that doesn't revolve around one of the people involved being useful to the other.

Quirks/Hobbies:

(I already did a “workshop/tinkering” one, so here’s a “flying” one...)

Vader's special experimental prototype TIE fighter is in constant need of repairs because of how recklessly he flies. It's not even that he crashes into things - it's just wear and tear because you're not actually supposed to yank the throttle that hard every damn time you turn the ship, Lord Vader, seriously how are you not passing out from those g-forces.

Vader is genuinely confused why the techs keep complaining. Podracers are used to having to rebuild their entire pod after every race. By that standard, he's doing great.

Childhood:

Tiny little bb Anakin wasn't actually any angrier than normal, at least by the standards of traumatized child slaves. Like, he was about at par. There were plenty of angrier ones. You couldn't have looked at him, in comparison to the other child slaves doing similar jobs in Mos Espa, and said "oh yeah that one in particular is gonna have anger and attachment issues."

He did stand out from the other kids, though, on account of just being a weird little nerd. He built a whole droid and a racing pod by himself and his master didn't even make him do it! He keeps talking about how he's going to be a Jedi and fly all around the galaxy and save the planet and marry a queen, when everybody knows there are at least three good reasons why that's wrong. He thinks random customers who come into his shop are his new friends! Anakin is just... weird. Off in his own little world. The other local slave kids know not to be too mean to him because he will always help you out in a pinch, and he is really good with machines, but other than that, I dunno, would you wanna hang out with Mr. I’m Gonna Be A Special Jedi?

Shmi sees this dynamic happening, but there's not much she can do, except to give Anakin all the love and reassurance that she wishes he was getting from his peers.

Cooking/Food:

Idk the Wookieepedia says that Vader can eat nutrient paste out of a straw in his mask if he wants to, but he doesn't want to because it tastes awful. So my questions here are (a) considering everything else they have to do, how can the suit's recesses possibly fit enough nutrient paste inside them for Vader's needs, and (b) seriously we're how many years in the future and we can't even make a nutrient paste that tastes good? We haven't even hit on "bland"? For the Emperor's chief enforcer, whose personal care budget is virtually unlimited? Yeah no, I'm calling canon error on this one. He can't eat, or it's too much trouble to get food into him with the other life support, so he's tube-fed. That's my headcanon.

Appearance:

Vader is very muscular. (This isn't really a "head"canon? He's literally played by a bodybuilder? But some fans disagree, so, eh.) He was already tall and strong when he was Anakin, but the suit adds height and it adds a LOT of extra weight that he has to be able to carry around with him literally every time he moves.

His recovery process after Revenge of the Sith involved having to learn how to move again, with new prosthetic limbs and horrifying new chronic injuries, basically from the ground up, and having to do it well enough that he could sword-fight Jedi Masters to the death, and he had to put on a ton of muscle in order to do that.

Palpatine was very strict in the nutrition and exercise regimes he imposed for this purpose. I have a sneaking suspicion that steroids were also involved.

#darth vader

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cas-backwards-tie · 4 years

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Breakup Headcanons

Warnings: General Angst, Cursing, Slurs, Mentions of Cheating, Ended Engagement.

A/N: @oh-adam this is for you! I know you just wanted a drabble for my choice, and... well it’s hard to choose so I decided to do headcanons for a bunch! :) I hope you enjoy! I put everyone underneath the cut since it’d get too long otherwise and no one would want to reblog lmao. Also here’s to me trying to write for Flip and Adam for the first time! also I think credit to @drivermisfit for using one of your gifs! I saw the watermark, so thank you <3

Kylo Ren:

“It’s for your safety!” Kylo explains again. Somehow he’s gotten the idea into his mind that by sending you to the outer-rim, somewhere you’re less likely to be found, that you’ll be safe from Snoke and the First Order.

“I don’t care!”

“Well I do, and what I say goes. I am the Commander. Get in! Don’t make me force you,” he threatens, his breathing starting to get heavier as his anger level rises, his fear getting more serious as the longer your relationship had gone on, the more and more he’d gotten feelings for you. “I love you,” he says your name, gloved hand reaching out to caress your face, “but I have to leave you. It isn’t safe anymore and I don’t know when it will be. My life is already at risk and I can’t risk yours too. I was foolish enough to think they wouldn’t catch on for this long.” Now that you’ve obeyed him and entered the starship, he closes the walkway and takes off his helmet. Placing it underneath his arm he guides you toward the cockpit, being gentle with you for a last time.

You don’t say anything as you can’t find the words to. The cast on your arm and the bandage on your head are already warning enough. He straps you into the seat and has already set the ship up with coordinates before you’d both even come down to the hangar.

“Remember-” you cut him off and finish his sentence, “-when you arrive destroy the data so they can’t track me. Yes, yes, I already know, Kylo! It’ll be fine!” You reassure him. Sighing, you look at his face, never wanting to stop look, fear riddled in your body as you worry for what will happen to him when you leave.

“Okay... well... I love you. I always will, my star... please be safe,” he whispers, suddenly tearing up as he presses a kiss to your forehead, running his hand over your hair before pulling away. You hadn’t anticipated how painful the sounds of his departing footsteps would be, but teardrops run down your face as you silent let yourself sob, shoulders wracking as he leaves the ship, it already counting down and preparing to take off, leaving and tearing you away from the love of your life.

Charlie Barber:

You knew it was coming when he’d started working late everyday. Charlie would be more than a few minutes late to your dates with really lame excuses and you started communicating less and less. Maybe it’s me, you thought, but ultimately forbid yourself from dwelling and going any further down that train of thought since you haven’t done anything wrong! “I’ve just been really busy with work!” Charlie argues, “Transitioning from theatre to film is not what it’s cracked up to be! Do you even know how many calls I’ve had to make? How many meetings I’ve had to take or how many of my days I’ve had to sacrifice seeing Henry?” A scoff comes from his mouth as he rolls his eyes, holding back tears as his cheeks start to turn a little red. “I can’t do this anymore,” the way he says your name is heart-breaking, the final acknowledgment that it’s not working and he doesn’t want to continue trying making your heart ache with pain.

“So that’s it, huh? After everything?” You ask, fed up with his lies and excuses, the defensiveness.

“For fuck’s sake! Yes! I’m done. I can’t do this right now. I can’t handle this. I’m done.” Gesticulating with his hands in the air, Charlie finally lets himself take a deep breath as the two of you just stare at each other from opposite sides of the room solemnly. “There’s just too much going on right now,” he whispers, and that’s all it takes for you to turn around and walk out the door.

Clyde Logan:

“You what?” Everything else around you fades except for him, the only things running through your mind and ringing through your ears repeatedly are the words he’d just said. Your heart clenches, pain making you clutch at it as your cheeks sting with the threat of tears willing to surface.

“I said I went through with it. I enlisted. We’ve been talkin’ bout it an now that Ma and Pa are gone... Jimmy says this is the best bet for college an I agree. I’m leavin’ tomorrow mornin’. Darlin, please don’t cry. This is the last thing I want right now, but I... I have to do this... and while I’m gone I don’t want you waiting’ around for someone who might never come back.” Clyde takes a step forward, hands reaching up to wipe away your tears, but you turn away from him.

“I- I don’t want you to leave!”

“I know,” he whispers, his voice soft, sweet like honey, and calm like the lake in the morning, “but I promise ya that I wasn’t no good for ya anyhow. There’s gotta be a man that deserves you ten times more than me and can give you the life you actually deserve.” His hand rubs your back while the other one brushes your hair behind your ear. Before you can speak he calls your name, his beautiful brown eyes looking down into yours. “I just came to say goodbye... but,” he shakes his head, “god dammit if I can’t help myself... can I have one last kiss goodbye?”

Nodding in response, too choked up to speak, you crane your neck to place your lips against his. The previous smile that’d engrossed your lips slowly melts and turns into a smile as Clyde’s sweetness never fails to brighten you up. One of his hands weaves into your hair while the other snakes itself around your waist. Your lips dance against one another, his soft plump lips pressing harder than usual against yours while both of your noses brush against each other. Curse him and his cute big nose!

It all feels like it happens too fast. While the kiss seemed to last forever, he’s suddenly out of your arms and on the other side of the parking lot and into his truck, then gone... almost like it never even happened.... like you never even knew him.

Adam Sackler:

“Get out of here!” He screams, head and hair shaking with fury, “Fuck!” Of course, though, you don’t move. “I don’t want to hear you shit! I already fucking told you what happened! I can’t take it back!” Pounding his closed fists against his head angrily he beats himself up. See, Adam had told you that two days ago on Saturday night he’d went to a mutual friend’s house for comfort after the both of you had gotten in a fight. Now you couldn’t even remember what started the fight but it doesn’t even matter. Next, the friend convinced him to go to a party, where Adam ended up seeing Jessa... one thing lead to another and she kissed him, he pushed her away, but after another kiss and one more, they madeout. Of course he felt guilty and told you today, but that doesn’t change what happened.

“I just want you to know that I fucking loved you Adam! I fucking loved you and go and do this?!” He doesn’t care that you’re crying in his living room, no, at least it doesn’t feel like it cause all he’s been doing for the past five minutes is telling you to ‘get out’ and leave.

“I don’t know what you want me to do!”

“I don’t know what I want you to do either! Do I think I wouldn’t fuck tell you if I didn't?!” Furiously wiping away your tears with the sleeves of your shirt, you try to ignore the throbbing in your head. “I fucking HATE this you know that?! I fucking hate that you’re forcing me to do this!”

“I’m not forcing you to do anything!”

“Yes you are!”

“No I’m not!”

“I c-” you choke on a sob, having to catch your breath, “I can’t do this. I- I’m breaking up with you Adam.”

“You can’t,” he whines, his expression suddenly changing at he looks at you with pleading eyes.

“It’s too late. I just did.” Making your way toward the exit, you know you need to get away from here and move on as fast as you can.

Paul Sevier:

“Paul, can we talk?” You ask as you sit down in a chair at a corner table at a random cafe you’d picked to go to for lunch today. Keeping your purse in your lap, Paul doesn’t fail to notice that’s odd.

“Isn’t that what we’re already doing?” He jokes, smiling as he chuckles, scooting in his chair as he gets settled in the chair across from you.

“Okay, sure, but I mean seriously,” you sigh. He can tell this isn’t going anywhere good. Something’s up. “I want to break-up. I’m not happy anymore, I can’t do this. You’re a nice guy, I like you, sure, but I have this co-worker who I like and has been asking me out and... I just... I can’t do it. I don’t want to do that to you, so... I want to break-up.”

“But-” he’s taken aback, his jaw dropped as he shakes his head, eyebrows furrowed as he processes everything, “Uh... just like that? What about the wedding?” He asks stunned, his heart not even in pain as he can’t comprehend what’s happening in this moment. Where had he gone wrong? What did he do?Was it something he said?

Taking off your ring you place it on the table for him. “We never planned it, so there’s nothing to cancel. I thought I could live this kind of life, but with you gone all the time, I just... can’t do it. I don’t think I could live like that. I’m sorry. I don’t want to draw this out Paul, I really don’t. I loved you, I really did, and it broke me for a long time to even think about this. But I know that I’d never be happy just keeping this up. I really hope you find somebody. I have to go.”

Within another moment you’re gone. Paul doesn’t move an inch. The diamond ring glints in the mid-day sun on the table and he quickly springs into action to snatch it into his hand and stuff it into his pocket under the table, removing the scene of its evidence like it never even happened. The waiter comes up to the table and offers him a menu, greeting him with a smile which he doesn’t return. “I’ll just take one margarita please.”

Flip Zimmerman:

Parking outside your house, Flip shuts the engine off and gets out of the car to lean against it. You know he said 7:30, so you should be out the door any minute now. He taps his foot against the pavement, admiring the way the trees blow in the wind, leaves starting to turn yellow and red as autumn approaches. A minute passes, then another before he pulls out his packet of cigarettes and his lighter. A breath of fresh smoke wafts into his lungs with his breath, he holds it for a moment before letting it out, the smoke curling up and disappearing into the air. Holding the cigarette between his fingers he perks up when he hears the screen door swing shut. A smirk displays itself upon his lips as you trail down the driveway, you dress swaying with your hips and your heels clacking against the concrete. It isn’t until you’re right up in his face that you go in for a kiss, only to halt a centimeter away, your smile turning into a frown.

“You lied to me Flip Zimmerman,” you accuse.

“Bout what, Doll?” He responds calmly, flicking the cigarette to knock the ash off and onto the street below. Small qualms like these don’t phase him, everyone’s got a bone to pick and Flip doesn’t have time for it. All of his days are spent dealing with fights and problems, the least he can have is his time-off spent with peace and coolness.

“Oh, I don’t know,” you say sarcastically, backing up a bit as you toy with him, “maybe the fact that you don’t work for Bobby’s mechanics, but you’re in fact, a fucking pig?!” Shoving his chest, Flip’s eyebrows furrow together as he takes another puff of his cigarette before tossing it aside onto the street.

“That’s what you’re mad about?” He asks seriously, taking a step toward you.

“You’re not denying it- so it’s true?” You put your hands on your hips.

“And what if it is? You got a problem with me being a ‘pig’?” He mocks you, hating the recent reputation the police have started to get, and the problem you’re personally taking up with him since you know fully well that he’s not like other cops, he’s a good man through and through. At least, he tries to be.

“Yes, I do, and for starts it means I don't want to be seen going around with no pig! So you can count yourself out, Casanova.”

“Fine! Whatever, as if I care! You weren’t the first and you won’t be the last, babydoll!” Rounding his car, he tears open the door and gets in, slamming it shut behind him before speeding off.

#kylo ren x reader #charlie barber x reader #Clyde Logan x reader #Adam Sackler x Reader #Paul Sevier x Reader #flip zimmerman x reader #angst #my writing #kylo ren x reader angst #Charlie Barber x Reader angst #Clyde Logan x Reader angst #Paul Sevier x Reader angst #Adam Sackler x Reader angst #Flip Zimmerman x Reader angst #breakup headcanons #headcanons #angst headcanons #oh-adam #request

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ok headcanon you say... so here you got some crack: kylo noticed his partner winks at her friends or people from her homeworld and he tries to wink at her because he wants to make her feel at home but ... he can’t fucking wink. Its terrifying, he can’t wink, poor girl has to try and not laugh at his inability to wink because he is trying...

I love this one, and this hits home for me because I cannot wink for shit haha

HC: Kylo can’t wink

*w/ a bonus gif of Adam Driver winking from Twitter*

• It’s just a natural thing for you to wink at people you know well/are friends with, especially people on your home world whom you’ve known for years.

• Kylo picks up on it pretty quickly when he visits your home with you, he had never seen you winking at people around the First Order.

• (Mostly because they’re all a bit too stuck up to appreciate or understand the gesture)

• “Why are you winking at everyone?” He asked you.

• “Because it’s just a friendly gesture around here, it’s normal custom!” You jokingly told him.

• Little did you know that he was going to take that and run with it, assuming it was an important planetary tradition that he also had to partake in.

• Once you were back aboard the Finalizer with him, he wanted to start making you feel more at home, so he thought he would try out your planet’s ‘tradition.’

• The first time you saw him attempt to wink you thought it was just a trick of the light, or maybe that he had something in his eye, so you ignored it as you passed each other in the corridor.

• The second time, his wink came out looking like a delayed blink and you had just stared at him with a confused expression,

• Eventually you caught on to what he was trying to do when he had tried so hard to wink that he ended up basically just walking towards you with one eye shut.

• Of course you broke down into fits of uncontrollable laughter for a good few minutes, even though you did appreciate the gesture.

• When you finally recovered he just looked at you and asked deadly seriously “is being able to wink an ability you’re born with on your planet?”

• “Yeah, it’s actually our version of the Force.” You snorted, unable to help the sarcasm. “No, my love, it’s just that some people are better at it than others.” You then had to tell him, still stifling giggles.

• “But how do you do it?” He pressed.

• “I’ll have to teach you.” You couldn’t help but flawlessly wink at him as you teased him.

#kylo ren x reader #kylo ren headcanons #kylo ren x you #kylo ren x y/n #requested

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sejanusbaby · 4 years

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Dad!Armitage Hux + Pregnant!Reader...

A/N: This was requested by the lovely @amadwomanrambles and I quite enjoyed writing this. I apologize that it took so much longer than it should have. Let me know if you’d like a part two or an expanded version of this! I tried my best with this one!

Request: I would love to request Headcanons for Hux reacting to becoming a father with a Reader that is a an Admiral in the First Order

Warnings: Nothing triggering, unless you can’t stand descriptions of pregnancy.

I don’t think that Hux and you had purposely fallen pregnant, but to your surprise, Armitage was quite pleased with it.

Sure, you both had extremely stressful jobs, but this was all he ever wanted. A family? With you? He would be crazy if he wasn’t happy.

You weren’t so sure about it at first, though. Being an Admiral in the First Order put enough responsibility on your shoulders. How could you possibly care for a whole child while maintaining your career?

You were sold when you broke the news to Hux, though. The smile that flashed across his face had been like something you had never seen before. How could you say no to that man? I mean, seriously!

The entire pregnancy overall, wasn’t as bad as you had expected it to be. The Supreme Leader was completely unbothered by it and you were still able to work.

It filled Hux with absolute pride. That was his beautiful girl carrying his child. His heart leaped everytime he thought about it.

When you neared your due date, you began to hold back on how much work you did. Kylo Ren, as much as he despises Hux, made sure you knew how much your work was appreciated.

He approached your station on your last full day of work. Your tummy was more than obvious, not that it was a bad thing. Kylo Ren made it brief, but you appreciated it anyway

“I think I’d feel more comfortable if you took off for some time, Admiral Y/N. Your work here is greatly appreciated and your position will be waiting for you upon your return.” He spoke, before turning and leaving.

Armitage was surprised when you told him about Ren’s actions.

“You mean to tell me that he actually has manners?” He said, scoffing. You knew deep down he appreciated the words Kylo Ren gave you.

When you finally went into labor, it was quick. It didn’t last for more than three to four hours at most. Your baby was ready to get out of you, as you were ready for it to be out as well.

You had given birth to a beautiful baby girl, which absolutely melted Hux’s heart. A little girl? His little girl? He was absolutely thrilled.

She was born with a thin layer of red hair on top of her head and had bright eyes, the same color as yours.

Armitage thanked you every single day for months after your daughter was born.

“Thank you for giving me this, Y/N. A family. Our family.” You had never seen his this soft before.

As your daughter grew, you quickly realized how much of a daddy’s girl she was going to be. She always wanted to be around Armitage. Whether it be in your shared quarters or her begging him to bring her to work with him, she always wanted to be by his side.

On the night of your daughters third birthday, after Hux had tucked her into bed, he made his way to your shared bed.

“She’s already three years old, Y/N. Where did the time go?” He spoke softly pulling you into his side. “I tell you all of the time, but I cannot stress enough how much I love you, Y/N. Thank you for giving me my own piece of happiness.”

You just smiled and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. Your little family. All yours.

#General Hux #Armitage Hux #Star Wars #Sequels #x Reader #Fluff #x Pregnant!Reader #Pregnant #Imagine #Fanfic #Headcanons

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imagines-for-the-fangirls-soul · 4 years

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Return to Me - Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten: The Galaxy Within Reach

A/N: Again, sorry it’s late! School is crazy. A few notes about this chapter: unfortunately, Poe is not shirtless in this chapter, but I thought his expression was perfect (and the gif isn’t too bad to look at either). I headcanon Poe as having a few tattoos, so that’s present in this chapter. I promise, this is (I think) the last time we see the pink dress again. Since we haven’t seen him in a while, I’ll add the link to Lin Ral’s faceclaim again. The speech Poe gives Black Squadron and the title are taken from the Poe comics, which again, you should all read if you love Poe. Umm, I think that’s it. Lemme know if you wanna be tagged and your feedback is welcome!

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Reader Word Count: 4,031 Synopsis: As the Resistance scrambles to find a place to go after Crait, the reader has to make the tough decision to reveal her connection with Count Lin Ral in order to save everyone aboard the Millennium Falcon. Both Poe and the reader take the first few steps to getting the Resistance back on track.

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Just get away from Crait. That was the only instruction Leia had given Chewbacca as everyone boarded the Millennium Falcon. Together with Rey, they quickly jumped the ship into hyperspace and left behind Kylo Ren and the First Order on the red salt covered planet. But now that you all were far away from the First Order, you needed to have a more specific course in mind, and preferably to a location that could help get the Resistance back on its feet.

Crowded around the table that Chewie usually Dejarik on, you sat with Leia, Poe, D’Acy, Finn, Rey, and Nové, arguing over where the best location would be.

“But we have allies on Naboo!” you yelled, hitting your hand against the table.

“Our allies may as well be enemies if they are under control of The First Order,” Leia said sternly. “I would love for us to return to Naboo,” she said, softening somewhat, “But until we can send a reconnaissance down to see what has happened, I won’t risk it.”

“What about any of your parents’ friends?” Nové asked, “Could any of them help us out?”

“No one is going to want to stand up against the First Order. Not after what they did to the Hosnian System. People are too scared. They need something to believe in, and that’s not me,” you added quickly, “They knew my parents well, they barely know me. Just by name.”

“What about Yavin 4?” Poe asked with a grin, clearing his throat at your side. “I’m sure my dad would be glad to host us.”

“Maybe for a moment, but we need somewhere to set up a permanent base. The old base on Yavin 4 isn’t operational, and the First Order knows where it is. We need to go somewhere that they would never expect,” Leia said. You found Nové’s eyes across the table and knew that she was thinking of the same place you were thinking of. A place that the First Order would never think to check.

“What about Serenno?” you said.

“Serenno,” Leia said with a smile, mulling the decision over.

“We don’t have any allies on Serenno,” D’Acy said, looking to Leia for some clarification. “At least, none that I’m aware of.”

“I have one,” you said with a smile, “And I think I can convince him to keep us hidden. It might not be a base, but we can definitely lay low for a while, catch our breaths.” Poe looked at you curiously, especially when you said him.

“That’s a great idea, Y/N,” Leia said, “Contact Serenno, and Poe, get this ship on course.”

“Yes, General,” you said at the same time. You both stood, but you allowed Poe to walk out first. Leia gave you an encouraging smile.

“Serenno is the best option,” she said.

“I know,” you said with a frown. She nodded at you once more as you made your way towards the doo with Nové following close behind, as Leia turned her attention to D’Acy. Once you were alone, you gave Nové the same worried look you had given Leia.

“She’s right,” she said with a sigh, “Serenno is the best choice.”

“I know, I’m just not sure Lin will see it that way,” you said, chewing your lip.

“Well, it’s a good thing you can be so convincing.” You frowned at her as she patted your arm. “Come on, we better give him a heads up before we land on his front step.”

You moved down the Millennium Falcon until you found a private corner to reach out to Serenno within. You waited anxiously as Nové tried to make contact, and tried not to focus on everything at stake. You had all lost so much already, you weren’t sure anyone else on board could put up with another loss if Lin Ral refused to help you.

“Alright, Y/N, he should be up soon,” Nové said, pulling you from your thoughts. You turned your head to look at the holographic image of Lin Ral materializing before you and put on a fake, forced smile.

“Y/N. I’m so glad to see you safe,” he said once the connection solidified in front of you. “I got word about Naboo, and only assumed the worst.”

“Thankfully, Nové, Zaisa, and I are safe. I do not know if the same can be said for my people.”

“How did you get away?”

“I was off planet when the attack happened,” you said. He nodded and moved in his frame, seeming to try to get a sense of where you were.

“Where are you now?” he asked.

“It’s a long story, and one that is better said in person. You have been asking me to come to Serenno for quite some time, I hope this isn’t a terrible time.”

“No, absolutely not,” he said with a smile. “It’s perfect timing, actually. I have a surprise for you.”

“A surprise?” you asked, shaking your head.

“Yes. But I’ll wait until you’re here.”

“Alright,” you said with a confused smile, “Lin?” you asked as it seemed he was about to sign off.

“Yes?”

“Can I ask you for another favor?”

“Of course, my lady,” he answered with a smile.

“Don’t tell anyone I’m coming. There is too much left unknown in this galaxy since the destruction of Hosnian Prime, and I don’t know who I can trust.”

“You can trust me and my word,” he said sincerely. “I won’t tell anyone you are coming.”

“Thank you.”

“I shall see you shortly, then?”

“Yes.”

“Fantastic.”

“Oh, and Lin? One more thing?”

“Yes?” he asked, his handsome smile never leaving his face.

“I may be coming with more people than just Nové.”

“Oh?”

“I’m bringing the remainder of the Resistance with me.” His eyes widened, but his smile never faltered.

“With an explanation, I hope?”

“In person, yes.” He laughed gently and nodded his head.

“Alright. I’ll see you soon. Be safe.”

He signed off, and with your bit of good news, you stood up to leave Nové . She was still trying to reach out to anyone on Naboo, even if her hope seemed to be shrinking by each failed outreach. You left her alone and went searching for Leia. At least, that’s where you told Nové you were heading, but you soon found yourself just outside of the cockpit.

“So, this is the legendary Millennium Falcon,” you said appreciatively, taking a step in. Poe looked back at you and smiled. He was sitting next to Chewbacca, co-piloting the Falcon, which had been a dream of his since he was a kid.

“Think you’ve got it from here?” Poe asked Chewie, standing up. The Wookie called a response, making Poe chuckle. You backed out of the cockpit and waited until you were both a few steps away before you looked at him.

“How are you feeling?” you asked.

“Good, considering I was knocked into a wall.”

“Twice,” you reminded him.

“Twice,” he agreed with a laugh.

“You should get some rest. And you definitely need to get looked at again.”

“I don’t know, I think I look pretty good,” he said with a grin.

“You’d look better without the limp.”

“Help me out?” he asked carefully, nodding his head down the hall.

“I was supposed to go tell Leia that Serenno is awaiting our arrival,” you said, looking the other way.

“Then why’d you come here first?” he asked, taking your hand. You smiled and let him lead you down to a more private room down the hall.

“There’s got to be a first aid kit around here,” you said, beginning to open cabinets and rifle around as you both stepped inside.

“Y/N.”

“Hang on.”

“Y/N,” Poe called again, this time softer. You shut the cabinet you were searching in and turned to him. He was propped up on a bench, his bad leg extended. He had a soft look on his face, his eyes looking up at you pleadingly. “Come here.”

You walked to his outstretched hand and laced yours in his as you sat next to him, your pink dress spilling out onto the both of you. He chuckled as he pushed a lock of hair out of your face and smiled at you.

“Thank you for bringing me back to my senses,” he said, his voice deep and gentle.

“Back in the cave? That was—”

“Not just in the caves. I was beginning to lose my focus, the thing that kept me going. Being around you again,” he said, sighing with a smile, “I’m just really glad you came back when you did.” You smiled softly and looked down at his lips. He tugged on your hand, leading you to his mouth. You met in a gentle entwine. Poe put his hand in your hair, pulling you in closer just as you pushed him off. “What?” he asked.

“Take off your pants.” He raised an eyebrow at you, a smile growing on his face. “So I can check your leg,” you said with a smirk of your own. “I’m sure when you were stunned you opened up the cuts again.”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re not. Pants.” He sighed and awkwardly stood and stripped his pants off, moving gingerly around his injured leg. You tried to keep from staring, but it was impossible with him. You saw the end of his back tattoo, a large depiction of the Force tree that was planted in his childhood home’s backyard, and suddenly felt breathless.

“Happy?” he asked, sitting back down. You smiled and looked at the gauze wrapped around his knee and lower thigh. Blood was beginning to seep through it again, as you suspected.

“You should have got this checked out a long time ago.”

“Well, I’ve got you looking at it now,” he said with a smile. You rolled your eyes and carefully started to pull the bandage off of his skin. He grimaced as you pulled a little too strongly and grabbed hold of your wrist.

“Sorry,” you said, stopping your movement.

“It’s alright. Just distract me,” he said.

“How?”

“Tell me about this ally in Serenno.” You looked back down at his leg, not wanting to have this discussion.

“He’s a count. I don’t know him all that well.”

“And yet you trust him to keep our operation secret?” The bandage had come off, and now you could see the bloody burns and scrapes that Poe had sustained when the hangar on the cruiser blew up.

“Does it hurt?” you asked.

“It’s fine.” You frowned and quickly brushed his cheek as you stood up again. “Where are you going?”

“To get a first aid kit. There’s got to be one on this ship somewhere.” You didn’t take more than a few steps down the hallway before you found the basics needed to clean him up. When you came back in, you forgot for a moment that he was only in his boxers. You tried to fight the heat in your cheeks, but it was hopeless.

“What?” he asked with a smile.

“Nothing.” You sat down next to him and looked him in the eye. “This is going to sting.”

“I’ve handled much worse.” You frowned at him and turned back to his wound. You poured the liquid into his leg, and indeed, it did sting as he grabbed your arm tightly.

“Ow,” you complained. He smiled at you and soon relaxed as the medication started working. You reached for the new bandage, but he took your hand.

“If you’re going to do that, you have to answer my question.”

“Poe,” you tried, but he frowned at you. He wasn’t going to let it go. “Fine. If you must know, Count Lin Ral is trying to court me.”

“Oh,” Poe said angrily.

“It was arranged by Lord Broden.”

“I thought queens couldn’t marry.”

“They can’t,” you said, beginning to rebandage his leg, “Broden is only looking to the future.” Poe shook his head, looking anywhere but at you. “I don’t want to marry him, Poe.”

“Good.” You scoffed and finished wrapping his leg, cinching it too tightly at the end. He grimaced but didn’t reach for you that time. You stood up and made to move for the door until he called your name again.

“What?” you asked, looking back at him with a sigh.

“Don’t go.”

“I have to give him an answer soon.”

“What are you going to say?” he asked as you moved back to his side.

“I don’t know. My parents were pushing for it, of course,” you said, rolling your eyes as you sat down next to him, “But I don’t want to.”

“Is he nice?” he asked. You looked into his sad eyes and frowned.

“He is.”

“Handsome?”

“I’ve seen better,” you said with a smile.

“He is probably politically connected, too.”

“He is.”

“Sounds like the perfect candidate to become your husband.”

“He is.” Poe looked hurt and pursed his lips. “According to my parents, anyways. There’s just one thing that’s wrong with Lin Ral, that’s wrong with every other man.”

“What’s that?” he asked, looking back at you with wide eyes.

“They’re not you.” He smiled and took your hand in his again. “I don’t know what I’m going to do. That’s why I’ve been so reserved with you. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before, I just couldn’t bear it.”

“I understand,” he said with a nod. He looked you over slowly as a smile spread across his face. “You could make it up to me by taking off your pants, too.” You smirked and rolled your eyes.

“Not here,” you said.

“Then let’s go find a bed.”

“That sounds like a great idea, you need to rest,” you said, standing up.

“Why don’t you help me rest,” he suggested, standing too, and awkwardly shrugging into his pants again.

“I can’t.” He wrapped his arm around your lower waist and pulled you into his chest. “I have to go check with Leia, remember?”

“Yeah, but what if—”

“Poe!” You both turned towards the door and saw Finn and Rey walk in. You pushed Poe off again and took a step back, making him roll his eyes.

“What’s up?” Poe asked.

“We just got a transmission from Jessika.”

“What?” you and Poe asked at the same time.

“A distress signal, for you,” Rey said. Poe looked over at you and frowned.

“I guess resting will have to wait. Go.” He nodded at you and gave your hand a quick squeeze.

“I’ll see you soon,” he said, the worry evident in his face as he slipped out of the room.

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You delivered the news to Leia, reveling in the fact that she looked relieved for the first time in a very long while. She sent Connix away to confirm the news with Chewbacca, just as Poe walked in. He apologized for the intrusion to your meeting and took Leia away for a few minutes. You looked up at them hopefully when they returned.

“Commander Dameron will not be coming with us to Serenno,” Leia said, looking at you with a frown.

“What? Wait, Commander?” you added with a smile.

“Yes, as long as he doesn’t fuck it up this time,” Leia said with a smirk. “Black Squadron is in danger, and as Poe put it, they are the Resistance.”

“I agree completely, but how are you going to get there? You aren’t going to take the Falcon, are you?” you asked, looking to Poe.

“No, I’m going to borrow a ship.”

“From who?”

“Grakkus the Hutt.” Your eyes widened as you looked between the two of them. “A lot has changed, Y/N/N.”

“Clearly. How soon do you leave?”

“Now. BB-8 just informed me that my ship has arrived, and Black Squadron can’t wait.” You nodded and looked at him with wide eyes, before remembering that Leia was still in the room. She cleared her throat and made a sorry attempt at excusing herself, giving you and Poe a chance alone.

“I know there’s no point in trying to convince you not to go,” you said, standing up as the two of you walked to each other. “But I would really like to.”

“They need me,” he said, taking your hands in his.

“I know, but so do a lot of other people.”

“If you would just say you need me, I would stay,” he said with a smile.

“I don’t think that’s true,” you said quietly.

“No harm in trying it, though.”

“Save Black Squadron, and then come back, safe,” you said, squeezing his hand. “I need you.” He nodded his head and leaned in to kiss you.

“Be safe,” he said when he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours.

“I will.” Leia walked into the room a few moments later, breaking the two of you apart. Poe took a step back and left after you both wished him well. Leia took a seat once he was gone and beckoned for you to sit next to her.

“So, what’s going on with you two?” she asked plainly.

“Nothing,” you said with a smile.

“I don’t think that’s ever been true.”

“Well, nothing has changed.”

“You have,” she said. You smiled at her gently. “Are you ready for Serenno?”

“I think so.” She nodded her head.

“What are you going to tell Count Lin Ral?”

“The truth.”

“All of it?” she asked, cocking her eyebrow.

“We’ll see,” you said with a shrug.

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“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Snap asked, standing with Poe after he had come to their rescue on Ikkrukk. “Whatever happened, I mean. Whatever you aren’t telling us yet.”

“Yeah, Snap,” Poe said with a frown, “It’s bad. I’ll tell you all the story, but not just yet. You almost died here, but you didn’t. In fact, you won. You deserve a chance to enjoy it.” Snap smiled back at him and touched his shoulder.

“So do you.”

“I don’t know about that,” Poe said, shaking his head. “You know, I’ve been thinking about all of this. Thinking about the fight.”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t think it’s about heroes. I used to. Got that idea burned right out of me. It’s not about the Jedi, or the best pilots in the galaxy winning against impossible odds. It’s not about saving the galaxy. It’s about saving your galaxy,” he said as Karé joined their group. “The one within your reach. You choose right over wrong. When it’s dark, you try to bring some light. You end your journey knowing you made things brighter. If everyone made that choice, well, I think everyone can. Maybe they just need to see how you do it. I think that’s the fight.” The rest of Black Squadron had gathered around him and he smiled back at them.

“I really am so glad you’re all safe,” he said.

“You too, Poe,” Jessika said.

“Now how about that drink? We’ve got a lot to discuss.”

“Oh, hell yes,” Snap said, leading the group. Poe made sure to catch up with Karé and pull her back from the group.

“What?” she asked.

“What happened on Ithor? I thought there was a general who wanted you to stay for a while.”

“Yeah, well it wasn’t just my flying he liked,” she said, giving him a knowing look. “I bailed after he revealed his real intentions. I’m afraid that means we won’t have their help, though.”

“No worries,” Poe said, shaking his head. “It’s better that you’re here. That we’re all here together.”

“So, that speech Y/N gave me,” she began with a smirk. “That was something else, wasn’t it?” Poe laughed and nodded his head.

“Yeah.”

“I’m guessing she’s part of that galaxy of yours you’re trying to protect.”

“Yeah, just like you,” he said, putting his arm around her shoulder. She wrapped hers around his waist and smiled at him.

“You’re different,” she said with a laugh.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well, it’s not exactly different, it’s just a side of you I haven’t seen in a while.”

“And what side is that?” he asked, approaching the rest of the group.

“I don’t know. But definitely like the one I saw when you and Y/N were together,” she said. Suralinda handed him a drink, a peculiar look on her face, but Poe tried to ignore it. Once they all had glasses in their hands, Poe raised his first.

“To a great win, and many more to come. To Black Squadron!”

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You waited next to Leia as the drawbridge of the Millennium Falcon extended onto a nearly quiet base. You wrapped Poe’s jacket around you tighter as the cold air reached you. A thick cover of trees protected the Falcon from anyone’s line of vision. Even if they weren’t there, the hilly terrain of Serenno made it impossible to see anything more than twenty feet in front of you.

A mist covered light stood a few yards from you, with a tall man standing regally underneath it. You laughed to yourself at his hands behind his back, which was straight as ever.

“Lin,” you said as you approached. He took your hands in his and smiled cordially.

“Welcome to Serenno, Your Highness.”

“Thank you. May I introduce my close friend, L—”

“No introductions needed, General Organa,” he said, bowing softly. “Welcome to Serenno.”

“Thank you for accommodating us on such short notice,” Leia said.

“It was no problem. Anything for Y/N.” You smiled at him before quickly glancing at Leia. Being around Lin in front of her felt like cheating on Poe. “Please, come into the castle. We have food prepared and any medical assistance you might need. We weren’t sure what kind of condition you would arrive in. And don’t worry, my lady, I’ve only told the necessary people, and they’re all sworn to secrecy like myself.”

“I cannot thank you enough.”

“Nonsense. You have nothing to thank me for,” he said, offering you his arm. You smiled and took his arm, sparing a glance back to Leia. Behind her, the rest of the Resistance began to file off of the Millennium Falcon, just as ready to see what Lin had prepared as you were.

“I hope you’ll enjoy your stay as much as you can. I will wait for that explanation until later, but it seems like quite the story,” he said, looking back at the following group.

“It really is,” you said with a yawn.

“I know you must be eager to get some rest, but I cannot wait another moment to give you your surprise.”

“You really don’t have to do anything. You’ve done enough,” you said.

“This is a good one, though,” he said, finally leading you out of the dark tunnels that connected the isolated hangar to the castle. You entered into the warmly lit entertaining area. Your eyes traveled along the rich furniture and the warm fire, longing for a deep sleep anywhere in the room. As your eyes glanced around, they found the surprise Lin had for you. Two figures walked towards you, and for a moment, you had to convince yourself that it wasn’t a dream.

“Mom? Dad?”

#poe dameron #poe dameron imagine #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron x you #sw imagine #poe dameron fanfic #poe dameron fanfiction #return to me #star wars #star wars imagine #star wars fanfic #star wars fanfiction #sw #sw fanfic #sw fanfiction

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litt1edeath · 4 years

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Surprises At DisneyLand

Y’all in for a treat with this one was requested by @havenoffandoms and i was so excited to do this one aaaaa seriously tho someone let me know if i’m doing this headcanons thing right?? 😅 also sorry for it being so long for me to update i went on a bit of a hiatus 💀⚰️ i’m back now... hopefully

henry had been the one to ask you out of course, you were friends for a couple months

naturally you’d remained far too shy and intimidated by his presence. even though all the skinship and open desire to be around each other was a tale tell sign to everyone around you.

yet you still made no move to further your relationship. so he did.

he was overwhelming in the best ways possible. the kind that makes your throat dry, and butterflies in the pits of your stomach.

now flash forward to present day- you’ve been together for a total of 6 years.

seen the good, bad, ugly and very beautiful parts of each other. worked through every possible struggle hand in hand.

went to every baby shower, baby reveals, weddings, anniversary parties, birthday’s, holiday gatherings, anything your friends or family threw.

as well as your own extra curricular activities and events that you both enjoyed yourself.

being the poster couple, it was inevitable that when you reached the three year mark everyone began to ask when will you tie the knot?

being how it was rare henry had lasted in a relationship so long, they all believed you to be the one. he never smiled more brighter.

however it was all avoidance, at least you assumed that. maybe henry was getting nervous or shy now. which wasn’t like him at all. was he unsure of himself? of this relationship?

now your anniversary was today, celebrating 7 yrs of your happy relationship. the surprise was henry had was the place you would be going to.

everything was nerve wrecking, picking the perfect outfit. he adored how nerdy you were about these things.

putting on a ‘he’s my mickey’ top with jeans that were high waisted and hugged all the right places. finished with high top converses and one of henry’s hoodies.

the drive there you had to be blind folded, butterflies stronger than ever as you grow nervous and excited in one.

of course being the excellent boyfriend as well as lover, henry was. he holds one of your hands. fingers intertwined as he rubs across your knuckles in time with the song on the radio.

you bob your head with the melody, turning to give him a knowing smile though you can’t see his reaction. you hear him, that deep, sweet, darling chuckle he does when he’s amused.

and in a way it makes you more excited- or nervous you can’t tell them apart anymore.

when the blind fold comes off you need a moment to adjust to the sunlight.

as the sign in front of your car comes to view, your mouth drops open like the pikachu meme.

only to be replaced with an ear shrieking squeal.

henry full on laughs at you bouncing in your seat, more so when you take your seat belt off to lung into his arms unannounced.

one hand sinks into your locks to cup the back of your hair and the other around your waist keeping your against him but never to dig into the gear shift uncomfortable.

he really was too observant. careful with you. it made loving him all the sweeter.

“i didn’t even know this is where we were going! my top i chose to wear is coincidental!”

“well we’re matching.” was his comforting words back to yours.

the car is parked, you both show the tickets and are given a wristband that you’ll have photos of to remember the day.

as soon as you step through the turn stiles, you draw attention. not you per say but Henry given a few of them do a double take.

one of the workers asks to take your photo, being pulled closer to Henry at the waist your smile facing forward.

next photo is of you two kissing of course, though you rarely take pics like that. so it has sentimental value.

with a bonus of said boyfriend pressing his forehead to yours, his eyes closed and your hands tightly held in his. you however are looking up at him in the snap shot.

the day is spent riding plenty of rides, buying the pictures at the end you like most. especially splash mountain, you’re both soaked and laughing helplessly at one another’s dismay. even more so at your faces in the pic.

all the little goofing around is settled down when his hands cup both your cheeks, moves the little whisks of hair away that curl from being wet. your hands cover his as he kisses you with all the passion in the world.

when you reach the star wars area he chuckles at your nerdy (this is more my preference bc i’m a dork- if you aren’t a sw’s fan ignore this one hehe)

kylo ren’s costume actors in the park goes to kneel before you, and you gasps everyone looking over with awe. only for henry to appear circling his hands around your waist.

“sorry this ones taken.” he cool replies and so kylo nods standing up. his hand tilting your chin but you play tough unfazed as he walks away.

the rest of the day is you running around like a child too excited to hide it anymore. henry following with happiness, he posts a few videos and pics of your day to instagram. that everyone goes nuts for.

there in the square is where your heart stops. you think you’ve lost henry, anxiety pumping being in a crowded amusement park.

just as the tears build up in your eyes, you see a group of your closest friends appear with Henners at the front of them.

your favourite song you play for him called “Yellow Hearts” by Ant Saunders is on the speakers as your friends run by throwing flowers all around you two.

you cover your mouth, a new form of tears well up as he’s before you. doing the most surprising thing ever your breath hitches.

he goddamn kneeled before you.

cameras are snapping shots or recording.

henry pulls a royal blue small box from his coat pocket. the inside part- something you should’ve felt when your hands were tucked into his pockets. you had a habit of hugging him from behind even if he’s larger than you- yet didn’t feel the box. not once.

he flips it open and inside is a beautiful silver band a sunflower on it with a jewel in the middle shimmering under the setting sun.

“will you y/n. do me the absolute honors of spending the rest of our lives together. and being my wife? because i love you- don’t think i’ve ever loved someone as much as i do you.” theres a chorus of awe’s.

swiping the back of your hand over your face, you sniffle. inhaling a deep breath to steady your emotions so you could talk. you kneel down, being shorter than him once again.

there you search those beautiful eyes, cupping his cheek you scratch at the light stubble. going up onto your knees to kiss him. there you give your confirmation upon his lips, “Yes- a thousand yes’s!”

henry swoops you up into his arms twirling you around as he hugs you close. you knew he wasn’t a public man so doing this was a big deal. for both of you.

once you’re set down he slides the ring onto your ring finger. it feels snuggly, you’re enthralled with it. how it feels, to actually be in this position you never dreamed would ever happen.

just before the parks closing you go to see the fireworks- he records your excitement, when he taps your shoulder from behind the camera.

you whirl around a bright smile at him, when he knelts again tapping his shoulders you mouth a no at him.

giving up at his reassurance he could hold you up easily. and he does, you’re careful to not bounce so much while cheering and singing along to the music that plays for the show.

he turns the camera to face himself and you hunch down to kiss his cheek, lifting his head so you could kiss him properly in the video.

it’s then when you both look up that two fireworks shoot out “congratulations henry and y/n!” followed by “happy anniversary!”

#henry cavill #henry cavill as your boyfriend #henry cavill x y/n #henry cavill x you #henry cavill headcanons #henry cavill headcanon #head canon #head canons #marriage proposal #disney land #im sorry this took so long #it also made me emotional #given ill be going to disney land next month #soft boi #sweet boi #surprise proposal #fireworks show #im soft

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og-danny-dorito · 4 years

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[#1] Kylo Ren With An Ace!S/o

g u e s s w h a t??? it's SERIES TIME BABEY. this was partially inspired by my conversations with @youthbitch. @time-is-a-lake you may also like this. i think i'll be making these shorter than most of my headcanon lists but i hope you enjoy it regardless! (this is #1 on the list btw, part 2 is coming soon (it's jason todd yeet))

- have you ever seen the vine with the chick drinking arizona and saying “bitch??? me too, the fuck??”? that's him. that's kylo.

- yes, it is very much a shocker (not really), but honest to god he's probably asexual i would assume that he's not a romantic though and is more along the spectrum of like sex indifferent and alterous in his attraction (meaning he would like emotional closeness while not being strictly platonic or romantic) but that could change depending on your inherent relationship

- generally speaking mans isn't really opposed to the idea but genuinely doesn't care whether or not you wanna get down and dirty. he prefers to just not though since it kind of brings back bad memories for him and just has a Bad Time™ in general unless you've been dating for like,,, months or maybe even years

- with both of you being asexual he's probably more secure with himself and doesn't feel like something is wrong with him. it took him a while to realize that just not wanting to do anything sexual but wanting companionship wasn't wrong or broken in any sense of the word and honestly having someone else like that really means a lot to him. he doesn't feel like he needs to be sexual like he did in past relationships

- he's still super attention starved and touch-starved though. generally speaking kylo has a condition i call Needs A Hug syndrome where if he doesn't get one or more displays of affection he might start to berate himself emotionally in terms of believing you don't want him or don't find him desirable anymore

- so, simply put, he will be hanging onto your side almost 24/7

- hand holding, kissing, hugging; you've got the equivalent of a big toddler as a boyfriend and he will definitely appreciate any form of affection you give him. i also headcanon him as a bit of a bottom by nature (not sexually obviously but more just generally) so he would love it if you just like,,, ran your hands through his hair. or let him put his head in your lap. or sang to him. just give him some love seriously

- oh also since he's a big dude his hands basically engulf yours when you hold hands unless youre like his size. also his hands are consistently warm.

- i've heard the phrase "ace culture is wearing big ass sweaters that are meant for winter at all times of the year" and tbh that's just him on a whole. that's all he wears. all he wears is large clothing and that's it

- it's not difficult to get him to dress in something nice or whatever, it's just that he doesn't see a point in showing off his physique at all. when he does dress up it's for a special occasions and he doesn't actually think he looks good so pls just tell him he looks handsome or that he makes you proud of him or something, please just give him some validation

- he may beat himself down a lot about how "pathetic" and "weak" he is but straight up if he sees you look at your reflection badly once (1 time) he WILL validate you and tell you that you look gorgeous and that he'd never be able to get over it if you left. man loves you more than anything in this galaxy so god help anyone who even tires to make you feel like you're anything less than a god/goddess. and you can fight him on that

- overall 20/10 best big boy on the planet, very sweet very kind and would like some affection please

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Who should I do next? If you have any suggestions you can leave a comment or send them to my ask box! Thanks for reading :)

(edit thats like a week later : omggg guess who decided to do alfie instead solomons instead of jason??? Meee)

NUMBER 2 / ALFIE SOLOMONS : https://og-danny-dorito.tumblr.com/post/618338888849686528/2-alfie-solomons-with-an-aceso

#kylo ren #kylo ren headcanon #kylo ren headcanons #kylo ren imagine #kylo ren imagines #ben solo #he's baby i love him #star wars #star wars the last jedi #he's asexual lads

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redschillzone · 4 years

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Rules and Guidelines

This is my first official writing blog, and with that I want to set some rules and guidelines for you guys to follow before you submit requests!

General Rules

When sending your requests, please specify the character you would like and what genre (Fluff, Angst, AU, etc.) you would like it to be, along with the prompt (Or headcanon) you would like.

If sending in a request that is from a prompt list, please tell me the title of the list! Sometimes I reblog two at once and I don’t want to get your request confused with another prompt list!

Please give me time. As fast as I may type, I like to take my time with my writings and make sure everything flows and that I have the facts right; I want you all to enjoy your requests.

You may request something anonymously, I have no problem with that! I will reply to your request when the writing is ready and even leave a link to the request when it’s posted.

I will write fluff, angst, and even smut; But know that I have my limits for smut and will decline your request if I am unsure about it or am uncomfortable with it. Some things I will not right for: Vore, A/B/O, Sexual Assault/Rape, and a others that are not listed, but you have a general idea. If you’re unsure of the prompt or request you’d like to submit, please message me and I’ll talk with you about it. :)

If you are a minor or under the age of 18, please do not request smut or try to engage/talk with me about it! I am looking out for the both of us when I say this. I will do my best to give warnings and tag my work appropriately; So please try to keep up your end of the bargain.

I will not write for the actors and actresses themselves, only the characters they play. I am not comfortable writing them directly so please do not request it. I will decline it immediately. It’s nothing against you, I just don’t feel comfortable with it.

Fluffy Friday & Sinful Sunday Rules

When Friday comes around I will make a post with a link to some fluffy prompts and you guys are allowed to pick from them; I will write a short writing (Around 1k words or less) with your requested prompt and character.

You guys are also allowed to send in some headcanons or imagines you have for the character of your choosing as well! I’d love to talk to you guys about them. :)

Fluffy Friday will last all through Friday and will end Friday night at midnight.

Any other Fluffy Friday requests I get after will either be saved for next Friday or for an actual request; Whichever I am in the mood to write it for.

When Sunday comes around I will make a post with a link to some smutty prompts and you guys are allowed to pick from them; I will write a short writing (Around 1k words or less) with your requested prompt and character.

When participating in Sinful Sunday, please be 18 years or older! I cannot stress this enough and as stated before, I am trying to keep us both safe and will tag my work appropriately. So please do your part and listen to my request.

You guys are also allowed to send in some headcanons or imagines you have for the character of your choosing as well! I’d love to talk to you guys about them. :)

Sinful Sunday will last all through Sunday and will end Sunday night at midnight.

Any other Sinful Sunday requests I get after will either be saved for next Sunday or for an actual request; Whichever I am in the mood to write it for.

Character Takeover Rules

Whenever I’m in the mood or I hit a milestone there are some chances that I will do a character takeover! This means that the characters I write for (Star wars & Marvel) will take control of the blog for a set amount of time!

You are allowed to talk up to four characters with four different asks.

If you are sending in your conversations anonymously, please mark them with an emoji so it is easier to keep track of!

Examples: Hey Poe, can you teach me to fly? -✈️ | Natasha, I wanna go on a date.. -💋

If you are unsure of what emojis have been used or haven’t been used, just tell me you wish to be assigned an emoji and I will handle it for you!

If you are not sending your conversations in anonymously, there is no need for an emoji! Your conversation will be tagged with your blog name.

You can talk to them about anything and everything; Tell them about your days, ask them questions, hell you could even flirt with them!

Smut conversations are allowed but please, treat it as though it’s Sinful Sunday and be 18+ or older to have those conversations! If a character is underage please refrain from doing anything smutty with them!

The takeovers can vary in terms of length; I can do them for a weekend or I can do them for a week! It all depends on my mood.

When a character takeover is finished, I will hold onto any conversations sent in and will respond to them on the next character takeover!

For now these are my rules for both General Requests, Fluffy Friday & Sinful Sunday, and Character Takeovers! These rules will be edited in the future and I will reblog whenever there is an update!

Fandom and Character List

Listed below are the fandoms and some of the characters I will write for and will participate in Character Takeovers! If there is a character not listed that you are curious about please don’t hesitate to message me and ask! :)

Star Wars (Pre-sequels, Original Trilogy, Sequels, Clone Wars, Battlefront 2, The Mandalorian)

Obi-wan Kenobi

Anakin Skywalker

Ahsoka Tano

Rex

Luke Skywalker

Leia Organa

Han Solo

Rey

Finn

Poe Dameron

Kylo Ren

Iden Versio

And more

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Tony Stark/Iron Man

Steve Rogers/Captain America

Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow

Thor Odison

Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel

Peter Parker/Spiderman

Loki Laufeyson

Peter Quill/Star-Lord

Gamora

And more

I think this just about covers everything. Here’s my masterlist if you would like to read some of my work before requesting. Thank you for reading up until this point and I can’t wait to see your requests. :)

#star wars #the clone wars #star wars sequals #star wars prequels #star wars original trilogy #star wars battlefront 2 #iden versio #rey #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #carol danvers #tony stark #peter parker #Rules and Guidelines

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