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drowning-rats-in-fandoms · 4 years ago

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Y/N is an intelligence officer on Ren's ship and he always goes to her before missions

When she first gets hired, she always has the mission information sent to him as early as possible

During the debriefing missions, she has the balls to corrent and add information that aas left out or wrong

It's almost always directed to Hux

Kylo enjoys watching someone else irritate Hux by doing their job

When the missions became more sporadic and information was being brought in left and right, Y/N moved her living quarters closer to Kylo's and Hux's living quarters so when she needs to present the information, she goes to them any hour of the day

Hux hates it, wishing to fire her. He know how important she is to the First Order, so he can't

Kylo doesn't care what time she delivers information. Y/N isnt like the guards that stumble over their words and take for ever to relay information

Y/N shows up (after sometime she is given Kylo's code of access to his quarters), hands him her data pad, and leaves.

Hux get an older model of data pads, Kylo gets her own. Her information is all stored on those two devices

Kylo always returns her pad to the table in her quarters. Hux never seeks Y/N out to give it back.

One mission in particular was stressful

On both their ends

Y/N has a translator implanted in her brain to allow her to read and decipher words

During the mission debrief, Hux suggested that Y/N should go along since she mentioned one(1) time that she is one of the only people able to decipher those words

Kylo immediately rejected, having grown fold of his coworker, not romantically of course

"Commander Ren, General Hux is correct. I should go on the mission."

"You have no field training, you'll hold us back. We can just send you video of the dialect." He thought he had a point

"I remember you forgetting to ask what my previous job was commander, may I fill you in?" She snaps right back, General Hux smirking that she is now attacking Ren instead of him.

"Please, enlighten me." Kylo leaned back in his seat, arms crossed. She was nothing more than a brain.

Y/N untucked her uniform to show a gnarly scar lacerating her entire side.

"That was my last bounty hunting job I did with a mandalorian. Saved his skin and his ship. Left me for dead. General Hux has been watching me for a while to recruit me, saw his chance." Y/N would never credit Hex with saving her life, even though they both knew it.

"I know my way around any weapon you give me. I'll do my job and stay out of your way." She sits down in her seat, readjusting her clothes.

Kylo sits there for a moment, empathetic for her, his mask not showing it.

"Report at the hanger at 0600 tomorrow. Stop by the arsenal to pick a weapon." Kylo then leaves in a rush, the meeting quickly adjourned

Never

Left

Her

Side

The crypt was filled with strange coffins, some decorated, some not.

Cobwebs and rodents fill the place, Commander Ren taking lead and eliminating the distractions.

Any rune Y/N would see, she would decipher, hoping to point her commander in the correct direction.

Once they get to the end of the tunnel, a bare wall is presented to them.

Kylo ignited is Saber and was about to destroy the wall when Y/N shouted for him to stop.

The urgency in his voice made him hesitate, the hand on his arm guiding the saber close to the made him stop. He allowed her to hover his saber closer to the wall, her hand warm though his field clothes.

Then he saw it.

The heirogliphs showed faintly though the light of the Kyber crystal, the regular lights not doing anthing.

"Lights off. Now." The 4 storm troopers accompanying them complied, turning the hallway dark except for the glowing red saber.

The wall completely illuminated with glyphs, making Y/N gasp.

"What is it?" Kylo asked, his mask trained on her astonished face

"You found it. What your looking for is on the other side. I just need to find a way in." Her voice is low, focused. Kylo saw that she was in her environment, adrenaline rushing through her veins allowed for a quicker deciphering.

Her hands voided the saber in weird movement along the wall, allowing for her to read.

Kylo noticed everything about her, the way she bit her cheek when her breathing picked up, her eyes flickering to him fir a moment before continuing to read. Her grip on his forearm tightens as she holds her breath, hovering over the last hieroglyph.

Y/N let's go of Kylo's arm and takes a step back, creating professional spacing.

"In short, you actually have to stable the wall. In long, you can only stab it in one spot. Only you can see the spot using the force. Dont ask me how, it never said." Y/N steps back with the troopers, allowing Kylo to do his thing.

He nods his head to her, she nods back, her face blank.

Kylo turns to the wall, closes his eye, feeling for the weak spot. He grows frustrated when he cant find it, letting out a huff.

"What do you feel." You.

"There is no weakness in the wall." His voice is strained though the modulator, trying to not last out.

"Maybe the wall is all weak and you need to look for the strong spot. Breaking that should weaken the hold on the weak spots, allowing the wall to crumble." She sounded so close to him, like it was only them.

Kylo focuses on the calm in her tone of voice, allowing him to concentrate on his objective.

Not even seconds later, he finds it, the spot is in the direct center of the wall.

"The keystone." He whispers, the modulator garbling the word.

He reposition his last connection to his grandfather, the helmet being completely destroyed by Supreme Leader Snoke. Kylo drives the blade through the spot, the wall immediately shaking.

Two strong hands grab his robes and pull him out of the stones impact, the small group watching the wall shift and change.

Larger pieces of rock fall as the smaller ones swirl in a circle, assembling themselves in the doorway behind the wall.

The door opens to reveal a corpse cradling a book to its chest.

Kylo immediately rips the book from the corpse's grasp before Y/N could stop him.

"Is that what you need?" Chills run down her spine as the entire crypt turns silent.

Too silent.

"Yes." He turns back to her, handing the text to Y/N, allowing her to out it in her book bag.

Before the mission he pulled her aside. Her job is to translate and to protect the text. His job was to get them in and get them out. They agreed.

Y/N facial expression and the sense of dread Kylo could read on her told him to move quickly.

"Stay behind me. Make sure she doesnt get hit." He points to the respectful groups before charging off into the darkness.

Y/N asks the trooper to turn their lights back on to help them see their way back.

Not everyone has the force to guide them.

Everyone did their jobs, quickly and quietly. The six moved through the crypt, moving up from the deep dungeons.

Once they get to the first open area, they were ambushed. Reanimated skeletons, strange tan creatures, and those damn rats attacked the group.

Y/N drew her sword, charging it. She stayed relatively near the middle of the room, not seating out a fight.

Kylo Ren sliced and diced through the enemies, keeping an eyes on Y/N. The troopers shot down the rats with surprising accuracy. Kylo took care of everything else.

Until two yellow monster slipped from the main group and attacked Y/N from infront and behind.

Kylo quickly eliminated the rest of his threats and watched in awe as Y/N gracefully finished the fight.

Her kicked the one infront of her, throwing him on his back. She quickly pivots, her sword cutting up through the stomach, and down across its head. Before the second monster can register what happened, Y/N turned again, finishing off the first monster with a quick decapitation.

She quickly disarms her sword, reattached it to her back, and looked at the other 5 people in her group.

"They said that more are on their way. We need to leave. Now." It took Kylo a sweet second to put his ass in gear and steer his group out of the crypt, not meeting any more strange creatures.

Once in hyperspace, Y/N stands behind Kylo's chair, watching the stars.

"How did you hear them communicate? None of them spoke." Kylo was watching her through the reflection of the window, further respect for his colleague bloomed in his mind.

"The rats were actually in charge. The yellow creatures, called voulnders, were allowed to live in and around the crypts. Their exchange was that the Voulnders were to reanimate the corpses with their magic when their temple was under attack."

"They said all of that?" Kylo turned in his seat, Y/N already standing far enough away to not get hit.

"The wall that you hit showed the pact that those two creatures made. It also showed how to get in. Only a might warrior could." There was a pause before Y/N spoke again.

"Don't let that go to your head." She then walked out of the room.

Over the years, the two grew closer.

Sparring, talking, planning missions. Everything platonic.

When Kylo cant sleep because of the nightmares caused by Snoke, he'd go into Y/N's room, falling alseep on her couch, in view of her bed.

"If you like my couch so much, why not move it to your room." Y/N asks one morning, handing Kylo his caf.

"It's not the couch that puts me to sleep." His voice is low, eyes dropping to the ground.

Y/N hand cups his chin, lifting his eyes to meet hers. Her gentile smile puts him at ease.

Y/N remembers the first time she saw him without the mask.

It was a few nights in after relentless nightmares, the first time Kylo slept in Y/N's room.

He was half asleep, running on caf and a few minutes of sleep. Everyone on the ship could sense his worsening mood, assuming that it was from the last failed mission.

It was a repercussion of it, Snoke filling everyone involved in the mission with thoughts of dread.

Y/N hid it suprising well when on the command deck, doing her job.

But now, in the middle of the night, she knew she looked like shit.

When her commander knocked on her door, she rolled out of bed, her hair in a loose braid, her body clad in a pair of over sized black training shots and shirt.

Her commander was dressed similarly. She recognized the drained look in his eyes from her own.

She stepped aside to let him in her space, her eyes never leaving the constipation of beauty marks on his face.

Y/N shut off her night, resetting their automatic switch.

She grabs Kylo's bare arm and leads him to bed. She lies on her back, and she pulls him into her, his head resting on her stomach.

Kylo didnt right against her, his mind not raising any alarms.

Once her hands started to play with his hair, Kylo was out.

Y/N stayed awake a little longer, enjoying how soft and smooth her Commander's hair is. She falls asleep, her hands still tangled in his hair.

She woke up first at the rising of the dim lights, she took her time to wake up, enjoying the presence of another body against hers.

Kylo's breathing was still even as she replaced her body with her pillow.

Y/N went to her closet, pulled out her repaired bounty hunting armour, the silver beskar reminding her of painful memories of her old partner.

She changes quickly, keeping an eye on the commander in her bed.

"where are you going?" His voice asks, not removing his head from your pillow.

"To fix our problem."

"Snoke doesnt respond well to asking nicely."

"Oh, that's not why in going to Snoke. Go back to sleep if you can Commander. You need it." He seemed to get only a few hours of sleep last night.

Y/N straps the rest of her weapons to her body, her rifle sliding easily over her back. Her viroblade in the holster at her waist.

She tucks the bucket in her arm, looking at Kylo one last time before going on her first line mission during her First Order Career.

It wont be her last.

It only took her two days, the bounty hunter returning to Snoke with a head and the correct location of the cargo.

"How do you know its correct?" Snoke leans in his chair, observing the cleanly severed head at his feet.

"This tracker." Her voice is modulated, she throws the red chip to her Supreme Leader.

Snoke catches it, hums in approval.

"You have a new job. We have a suitable replacement for you."

Commander Y/N Y/L/N, leader of the bounties hunters and scouts of the first order.

The nightmares stopped

Missions became more successful

Kylo still couldn't sleep without being in the presence of Y/N. Her calm attitude put him at ease enough to fall asleep.

#star wars #kylo ren #reader insert #references of the mandalorian #bounty hunter #adventures #slow burn #professional to platonic to romantic #soft!kylo #rage!kylo #sassy!kylo #Kylo Ren is hopelessly in love #reader has a back bone

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a-smolpuppy · 3 years ago

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|| escape.

⟼ you want to leave?

a/n: a slice of the yandere and mini tiny series. please read with caution.

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BOBA FETT

instantaneously refuses. almost more crueler when he realizes your intentions. you're treated so preciously when he's with you minus never being allowed to leave. surely spending your entire time imprisoned with him was worth never having a second to yourself.

he's treated you so kindly, and here's what you had in mind? you want to leave? his teases become more relentless and merciless and he locks you up more securely, if it were even possible. "Only a moment apart," you reason (a normal request), but truthful or not, it doesn't matter to him. he couldn't handle a moment from you. you certainly don't get to flaunt being able to live without him. as far as he's concerned, you can't.

DIN DJARIN

a tad demeaning, "do you really think you can make it out there without me?" says these to try and convince your staying was the best choice and made in your own head even when it ultimately is up to him in the end. you never had a chance. he'd never let you leave.

very much a tell you, "we'll see," but never actually will. never intentionally leads you on your freedom, but isn't very strict on keeping you otherwise. so it's a dull, watered-down hope in your gut. "sometime if you continue to be good," he says, and you have been good. so surely, a couple more days? he said so.

OBI-WAN KENOBI

is similar to din, in a sense he wonders, "can you make it?" if anything, he'll actually let you go wander alone a couple weeks but always remain unseen a few paces behind.

the smile on his face is genuinely gentle even when the thoughts in his head are genuinely not. it's satisfying to him to see you crawling back. as he predicted you would, he pushed everyone else you had away after all. he loved you, and let you go. and now you're back where you started. you must adore him, don't you agree?

ANAKIN SKYWALKER

absolutely hysterical. what's interesting and different about him is he defaults to taking any frustrations out on others, and not you. he'd be crushed if anything happened to you especially by his hand.

blames others, questions you on who else you'd rather be seeing. "you turned them against me, you won't take them from me," deal. the most he'll do to you is getting you unconscious somehow, and only then to place and lock you somewhere secure to deal with whoever needs handling alone. he'll be back soon enough, hopelessly in love and reminding himself in his delusion of your exact same love for him.

LUKE SKYWALKER

the sympathy one, "please trust me. I'm doing this for your own good!" locking you up and talking to you through the door, it does hurt him. but he's willing to put up with it, willing to let you put up with it, if it meant a chance to talk some sense into you. can't you see he needs you to be safe? his parents, gone. his aunt and uncle, gone. not you too.

no. you needed a bit of time to better understand what was happening. when he passes his sister and she wonders where you are, he smiles, easily. "they weren't feeling well." right, of course, you weren't yourself. you were unwell. it's why you came up with wanting to leave. the cold'll pass in a couple of days, and it couldn't be back to normal soon enough.

KYLO REN

immediately goes quiet. the silence is almost unnerving. and then suddenly whatever isn't being held down starts flying, every which way. you're cowering in the middle of the room, a little off towards the back wall, but you're easily able to tell the objects are meaningfully and purposefully getting nowhere near you.

and as quick, the items stop and fall. he continues to say nothing as he grasps your wrist, leading and then closing the door to your shared bedroom behind you. nowhere near as uncomfortable as a prison, but you can't say the same for your mental. you can hear your beloved slashing anything poor enough to be there right outside the door. he'd never hurt you, he loved you. as he deemed you loved him, of course.

#yandere boba fett #yandere din djarin #yandere obi-wan kenobi #yandere anakin skywalker #yandere luke skywalker #yandere kylo ren

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laurenkmyers · 7 years ago

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All I want to do right now is nibble on Kylo Ren’s beautiful bottom lip.

#kylo ren #adam driver #ben solo #star wars #tlj #i'm hopelessly in love with his plump ass lips

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kylo-wrecked · 1 month ago

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The kiss stings; it's seaspray chapping the boatman's back raw on his seventh day lost at sea, riding what's left of his vessel over relentless waves, under relentless sun. The kiss is relief and savagery. It undoes all riddles. Pain undoes all riddles.

Pain flashes in the back of his skull; his every nerve pinched by such sweetness, Kai's fingers rooted in his hair. He is a mouth receiving food and water for the first time in too long. Raw and salivating, forgotten love as the tongue forgets food. Kai's fingers... her lips.

Now that she's broken their bond, her body is other. Her smell is other to his nose. It's sacrilege, and Kylo's skin burns with hate and heat. Kai feels so different from the rest of the world. Here. Here, in the flesh of the palms he wraps around her shoulders, becoming Kai's stole. Here, within his chest's cavity. But she is still his heart, a current that dredges him up from his depths and back into the world's breath from the tangles of another kiss, with some of his hair in his eyes and some still in her fist.

The riddles wind themselves again; the winds pick at the sea. How could she do this to him? Kylo wonders from where his mind wanders hopelessly between breaths. The thought is not rhetorical. He holds her, and there's inquisition in that gaze.

-How has she done this?

"I…"

Her deltoids under his palms, her flesh under his other flesh, Kylo's skin crawls with the terror of this unknown. When he speaks, he speaks the truth, for himself and for the Ren, his voice rasping with barbs and petals, an offering of love and loss.

"I don't understand."

He's not shocked by Snoke's undoing anymore than he's shocked by the Silver Sea as its tides flush the steps. There is another sea, a burning sea inside of him, and he rages with it. He drowns Kai's shoulders in his hands and her gaze in his.

Worst of all, he shows his fear; it is no longer theirs, just his now.

"Make me understand, Kai. Please. I need to know…"

-What will come of this attachment?

Only a child wouldn't know. Kylo searches her face with eyes still like amber, the earth's riches, a place of light, while within bounds she can no longer reach, bounds deep within him, a sea burns and waits.

@ofthestcrs

“No. Do you have any idea of the things I endured because of … because of him?” She shakes at the memory. Pathetically vulnerable for a second. She feels it all over again. Like spiders of fire crawling along her skin. How she’d scrubbed and scratched at it in hopes of ridding herself of his violence, but the bruises would darken and even when they began to fade they stayed inside of her. A haunting memory. His last words to her had been that she was expendable and was she really? Would everyone think of her as garbage to dispose of? Too broken? Completely damaged?

The feeling only stops at the sound of his laugh. Spiders turning to butterflies in her stomach. It’s not even as if she’d said some funny joke. The sound of it only half there intertwined in a scoff. Perhaps even taunting. She’d take his hate just as much as she would take his love. Anything to know that she made him feel something. Anything.

Confusion laced in her features. So soft and feminine despite all her hurt and rage. He seemed to always talk in riddles and often times she felt wrapped in them with no real understanding. Fingers intertwining in the silk of it all. Yet the moment she felt his touch upon her nape, she let out a surprised sound even though it wasn't skin to skin. She could feel the heat of him radiate through leather. Seething her caramel skin a startling shade of red, but it did not hurt. No. Quite the opposite. Her eyes blinked as he grew closer. Her heart pounding in her ribcage. Barely registering she was holding her breath.

“I’ll do whatever I want.” The words sounded so soft despite the harshness of it all. Her hands shook just as they had after taking Snoke’s life but then she grounded one of them, fingers harshly tangling into the back of Ren’s hair. Fear and want danced in circles around them. Screams and pleas. Kai felt as if she were being ripped apart. She had to give in or something inside of her might break. Something she wasn't sure she could ignore.

“For once. I’ll do … whatever … I want.” She feels like she’s gasping for air between words. The muscles in her bicep flexed as she pulled him forward. She had to know what it felt like. That’s all she could think of as she drew him close, pressed her lips so finely to his. Had the sea faded away into nothing? She could no longer hear the laps of their waves. All she could hear was her own heart. A persistent drum. Despite all odds. And for once she didn't want to consume something whole and bury it. That much she could accept.

#sw au | soft!kylo: the boy knight #r. apotheosis #tw spider mention #tw arachnophobia

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safarigirlsp · 4 years ago

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Can you please do a ficlet with Regency Kylo? I love Love & War!

Thank you! Regency Kylo is wonderful!

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Admiral Kylo Ren had never been concerned with the opinions of others. He left such inconsequential pastimes behind in his childhood. As a man, he was more hardened than iron and impervious to the slings and arrows of popular opinion and mindless gossip. He was now powerful enough in every regard to do exactly as he pleased.

There was one remarkably singular exception. You. His beloved wife. There was no greater honor for Kylo than seeing the way you smile for him alone and the way your eyes gleam brighter when they look upon him.

Furthermore, Kylo valued your opinion above all others in every and all regards. He would push so far beyond the boundaries of good manners and even good sense as to ask for your thoughts and your commentary on all matters. Even when such matters concerned business, politics, war, or philosophy, and even when in the company of esteemed gentleman and military men, Kylo would seek your counsel to the dismay of all.

Kylo’s lack of concern for the favor of others meant that he largely conducted himself as he pleased. Sometimes with a glaring lack of decorum. He would even be so bold as to kiss you passionately and publicly. Unabashedly indecorous, his hands would grip your hips as he pulled your bodies together or his arms would wind tightly around your waist as he held you in his powerful embrace, kissing you like it was his last night on earth. The deep growl that would rumble through his expansive chest, the dashing grin he would flash for you alone, and the lusting glint in his vibrant eyes when they looked upon you were simply not fit for polite society, but Kylo never cared at all. Neither did you.

Admiral Kylo Ren was shamelessly and hopelessly in love with you and you reveled in it nearly as much as he did himself.

*****

Love and War

#best #fic #my stuff!#my writing #regency!kylo #victorian!kylo #valentine #summer #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren x you

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dameronology · 5 years ago

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the one where he doesn’t listen (poe x reader)

summary: poe dameron + ‘i think we should take a break’ ‘you’re right - we’ll get some food, cool down and then we can talk about this’ no, i mean a break from us’

warnings: language

i PROMISE i am working on some fluff, i know literally everything i’m writing at the moment is angst but like 80% of my requests are for angst...and i just hope u guys are okay lol love u

enjoy,

- jazz

‘Would you just listen to me?!’

You ignored the calls of your boyfriend, violently kicking open the door to the air hangar. You stormed inside, a scowl on your face - you didn’t notice Jessika and Snap jump back at the sight of you. You breezed through the base, boots thumping into the concrete floors, steps like thunder. You couldn’t even look at Poe - you might throttle him otherwise.

You usually embraced his rebelliousness. His courage was one of the many things you loved about him - but this was your mission. You were the commander. It was a different story when he was ignoring your orders. The whole operation had been blown up because he couldn’t listen for once in his life.

‘Baby, please-’

You stopped in your tracks, and Poe crashed into your back with a grunt. You turned to face him, and for a split second, he held out his arms. The action, however, was quickly retracted when you jabbed your finger into his chest. He silently thanked whichever god was up there that looks couldn’t kill - if they could, yours would have been a weapon of mass destruction.

‘The one time I need you to listen!’ You snapped. ‘The one fucking time, Poe!’

‘I said I was sorry-’

‘- sorry doesn’t get me my mission back!’ You continued, cutting him off. ‘Sorry doesn’t change the fact you ignored me. Sorry doesn’t change the fact you went against my direct orders!’

There was a little bit more to it than his disobedience. You weren’t a superior behind a comms link, barking orders at him. You were his partner - the one person you’d hoped would be the exception to his insubordination. That was what was causing most of the fuel behind your rage.

Poe bit his lip, nodding. ‘I’ll make it up to you.’

‘How?’ You snorted. ‘You find a time machine and go back and unfuck this up for me?’

He grimaced, hopelessly scrambling to find something - anything - to say that could possibly calm you down. ‘I’ll explain it to Leia. I’ll take the fall.’

‘That was gonna be the case anyways.’ You murmured.

Poe reached out to grab your hand, but you swatted it away.

‘Don’t.’ You shook your head. ‘Look, I’m gonna go to my quarters and get the mission report done. I need time to think - and maybe a wall to punch.’

‘Wait,’ His mouth dropped open, and that was when the magnitude of his actions finally seemed to click. ‘This isn’t gonna change anything is it, for us?’

You knew the us that Poe was referring to - and he didn’t mean your professional relationship. He meant the us, us. The us that had sneaky kisses and escapades in broom closets. The us that laid together at night in each other’s arms, discussing everything from from work that day to theories about the deepest, darkest galaxies. The us that might have been the only stable thing in Poe Dameron’s unpredictable life.

‘I don’t know.’ You sighed. ‘I just need time to think.’

You paused, the volume of the situation beginning to cause the descend down a slippery slope of misery and rage.

How could he do this to you? You knew that the flyboy was capable of some exceptionally dumb things, but this one took the crown. This was the grand finale that completed The Chronicles of Poe Dameron’s Dumbassery (patent pending).

Poe grabbed your arm, glancing around at your co-workers. Most of them had left the room when you entered - news of the mission had quickly spread about the base and people did not want to get in your way. Even Threepio had made a point to not go near you. Still, the pilot dragged you from the walkway and towards an empty space behind his X-Wing. The ship was splattered with dents and chips from the TIE fighters that had chased you out of the planet you’d been on. Perhaps that would be the epilogue in the aforementioned book.

‘Baby,’ his voice almost broke, desperate as he grabbed your face in his hands. ‘I would give anything to go back and undo what I did, literally anything, but I can’t-’

‘- I know you can’t.’ You moved his hands, momentarily intertwining your fingers. ‘It can just be so exhausting, Poe. I love you so much but you don’t think about the people around you.

You moved away from him, propping yourself up against the ladder of his jet. Your feet swayed back and forth for a moment as you thought. You were hurting- teetering on the edge of pure insanity, ping-ponging between your intense love for the man in front of you and your frustration at the situation.

‘I think we should take a break.’

You knew that you didn’t mean it. The second the words left your mouth, you wanted to swat them out the air, throw them to the ground like dead flies. Some childish part of you just wanted to scare him, to make him feel what you’d felt.

‘You’re right,’ Poe nodded. ‘We’ll get some food, cool down and then we can talk about this-’

‘- no, Poe.’ Your voice cracked slightly. ‘I mean a break from us.’

‘You’re breaking up with me?’

‘No, not a break up. Just a break.’ You stood up.

You saw the hurt on his face; the anguish, the torment. More than ever, you wanted to wrap your arms around him; to hug him, to run your hands through his stupidly soft hair and hold him and promise to hurt whoever it was that was causing his distress. But it was you. Was love always this much agony?

‘I gotta clear my head.’ You whispered, slipping by him as you walked away.

A few hours later, you were even more angry that you had been when this whole thing started. You were no longer just enraged at Poe - you were now pissed off with yourself. Why had you said that? Why had you let the heat of the situation push you over the edge and say such stupid things?

Three hours without Poe by your side felt like a lifetime - a long, sad, empty lifetime. You’d been sat on your bed, handing resting on the empty space where he should have been. You were still furious at him but that didn’t mean you wanted to be without him.

You let out a sigh, watching as BB-8 circled the floor in front of you. He’d followed you back from the hangar, beeping something about relaxation methods. But aside from that, he’d been pretty silent. You felt like he was a kid who’d seen his parents have a fight.

‘Where is Poe?’ You asked quietly, moving down to kneel in front of the droid, fixing his antenna. ‘In Finn’s room? I know right, where else?’

Grabbing the nearest jacket from your desk, you tugged it over your shoulders. As the heavy leather fell over your torso, you realised it with Poe’s - he’d lent it to you on your third date. It occasionally lead to a few awkward situations where you, Finn and Poe all turned up wearing matching jackets, given that the pilot had also gifted one to his friend.

You made your way to Finn’s quarters, BB-8 rolling behind you. He’d perked up a bit at the prospect of his parents you and Poe working it out. Nobody liked to see you guys fight. You knocked on the door twice - usually, you were close enough with Finn to walk in unannounced, but with the given circumstances, you didn’t want to just swan inside.

A few seconds later, the door opened, and he greeted you with a smile. ‘Y/N!’

‘Hey, Finn.’ You greeted him. BB-8 nudged past his leg, rolling inside without waiting for an invitation.

‘Poe’s inside.’ He said, stepping aside. ‘I’ll give you guys some space, but please don’t do anything in my bed.’

You rolled your eyes. ‘Finn.’

‘Just saying!’ He ruffled your hair as you walked by.

Poe was sat on Finn’s bed, a holopad in one hand and a cup of caff in the other. He’d clearly heard the exchange at the door and was trying to play it cool - something at which he was failing miserably.

‘Hey,’ you greeted him quietly. You gently took a seat on the bed next to him, pulling the holopad from his hands. ‘Wanna talk?’

‘Is there much to say?’ His voice was cold, and you almost did a double take.

‘Poe,’ you sighed. ‘I don’t want to break up, or go on a break, or whatever it was that I said.’

His brown eyes lit up slightly, and he finally turned to look at you. The last three hours had been equally painful for him - he thought he’d lost you. There was a lot of things that terrified him but there was nothing that scared him more than the idea of life without you by his side. He would have rather gone up against Kylo Ren with a pencil for a weapon than let go of you.

‘I got caught up in the heat of the moment,’ you continued. ‘You hurt me, and I think I was reaching for something that might make you feel the same.’

‘Well, you made me feeling something that was deep, dark and pretty terrible.’ Poe tried to joke, but he couldn’t hide the wavering in his voice. He reached to take your hands in his, and your heart broke when you realised they were shaking. ‘But that’s not a lot compared to what it feels like to lose a mission - especially because of me.’

‘I don’t care that we lost the mission. That happens all the time - it just hurts that you didn’t listen to me.’ You explained. ‘I guess I felt like you didn’t respect me.’

‘I do!’ Poe’s eyes widened. ‘I would...I would do anything for you. You know that, right? You tell me what you want me to do, and I’ll do it-’

‘- I just want you to listen to me.’ You cut him off. ‘That’s it.’

‘I can do that.’ A smile finally fell onto his lips. He pressed a kiss to your lips, and you felt yourself finally relax. You were going to be okay.

‘I’m still fucking furious at you, though.’ Your words didn’t quite match your actions; with one hand tangled in his hair and one resting on his face, you seemed to be more sweet than intimidating. ‘But I love you, and whatever this is, we’re gonna work through it.’

‘I love you too.’ He pulled you in for another kiss. ‘And I will never, ever do anything stupid again.’

‘I give it five minutes tops.’

#poe dameron x reader #poe dameron imagine #poe dameron x y/n #poe dameron x you #poe dameron fanfic #star wars imagine #star wars x reader #star wars fanfic #star wars preferences

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ao3feed--kylux · 1 year ago

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To Be or Not To Be

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

by Immaship

Kylo has a hopeless crush on his co-worker. Mike has been hopelessly in love with his best friend since they were in kindergarten. Together, these two work up a plan because hopelessness does not always equate to an ineffable heartbreak

Words: 8806, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Armitage Hux, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Phasma (Star Wars), Joyce Byers, Karen Wheeler, Ted Wheeler (Stranger Things)

Relationships: Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren, Will Byers/Mike Wheeler

Additional Tags: Situationships are complicated, Idiots in Love, Friends to Lovers, Friends With Benefits, Fluff and Crack, Banter, Love Confessions

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

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that-sw-writer · 4 years ago

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Intoxicated pt 2?!? ;)

Ayo this was so fun to write, I’ve love doing this mini-series! Also thanks for being patient, I know it took me a while to write!

And shoutout to @wasntpriscilla for suggesting some of the scenes in this!

PART ONE | MASTERLIST

Summary: With you and Kylo spending more and more time together, the other Knights of Ren predictably notice, and they can’t help but meddle.

Word count: 3520

Warnings: some minor violence, alcohol consumption, drunk sex but this time with feelings

Intoxicated II

"So you and Master Ren-" Trudgen's voice cut through the action as you pushed your double-bladed scimitar through the chest of another Resistance officer, "-what's going on there?"

"Now?" You briefly turned to him, your deadpan expression covered by your helmet, "you want to do this now?"

"Well we got bored of asking you during training sessions." Cardo quipped in the midst of the fight.

"Funnily enough, nothing has changed since you asked me yesterday... and the day before, and the day before that too." You drawled, spinning your weapon over your head before sinking it into another officer.

It had been a few months since your drunken night with Kylo Ren. Since then, the two of you had been spending most nights together. At first it had just been sex, but now there was something deeper there. Some nights you would sneak into his quarters and just stay up talking to him all night.

Of course, it had taken no time at all for the knights to catch onto this budding relationship between you and Kylo, although neither of you saw it that way. You weren't in love with him, and he wasn't in love with you, you were just friends... friends with a few benefits thrown in. But the knights could see it, even if you and Kylo couldn't - they could see how hopelessly in love with each other you really were.

Naturally, your brothers were trying to push the two of your together, but every time they seemed to fail.

"So you're telling me that you're not going to his quarters tonight?" Ap'lek chimed in with an accusing tone.

"I don't need to go to his quarters tonight." You tried to play it off.

"Ah, but that doesn't mean you won't go!" He concluded.

"Which obviously means that you will go." Ushar was next to interject.

"Fine, if I have to prove to you that there's nothing going on between us, then I won't-" you were cut off when the last Resistance officer standing swung a huge war hammer at your face, catching your helmet and sending you flying to the ground.

Kuruk swept in and killed the man, whilst Vicrul moved to help you up.

Your ears were ringing as Vicrul pulled you to your feet, and you were quick to remove your helmet.

"Shit, he's gonna kill us." Kuruk grumbled, placing a gloved hand under your chin to bring your face upwards for him to inspect.

"What?" You groggily asked as the other knights also gathered around to get a look at the damage, "is it bad?"

"You don't look concussed." Ushar added, which was a relief considering you felt slightly dizzy.

"Forget concussed Ushar, there's no hiding the giant scratch across her face from Master Ren." Clearly going into panic-mode, Cardo elbowed his brother.

"It's just a scratch." You snorted, "chill out, I'm fine. He won't care." With that you began to dizzily walk back towards the ship now that your work wiping out this Resistance post was done.

The knights all exchanged a glance, silently acknowledging that it certainly wouldn't be okay before they followed you.

When you landed back on the Finalizer, you were in the refresher trying to clean some of the dried bloody from the scratch up a bit. It wasn't as bad as it had looked, and you figured it would heal in a couple a days. The knights meanwhile were gathered around the boarding ramp as Kylo stormed on board.

"Don't get comfortable, I need you to go back out and-" he paused, looking at them all, "-where's Y/N?" He asked, his tone immediately shifting to a darker one.

"She's definitely alive, if that's what you're asking." Cardo was first to speak up, met by a swift elbow from Vicrul.

"What Cardo means to say is that she's just in the refresher." Vicrul tried to calmly explain, despite the fact that none of them were calm.

"Man I need a nap, my head is killing me." You stifled a yawn as you emerged from behind the knights, stopping when you saw everyone staring at you, Kylo included. "What? Did I miss a spot?" You innocently asked, rubbing at the scratch on your face to see if there was any blood leftover.

"What happened?" Kylo's voice came out as a loud bark as he stormed over to you, gloved hand immediately coming to gently trace the wound.

"Nothing happened." You scoffed, "it's just a scratch."

Without another word he turned to the knights with an expectant look on his face, and they of course immediately caved.

"One of the Resistance officers clocked her with a war hammer." Ushar admitted, and they all knew Kylo would likely scold them later. You meanwhile really didn't understand the fuss.

"Med-bay, right now." He huffed, grabbing your wrist and attempting to pull you away with him. "The rest of you prepare to take off again, I'll be back in a minute with your orders."

"There is no way in the kriffing galaxy that you're leaving me here!" You struggled until eventually Kylo stopped walking and released your wrist.

"You're injured, you can't go." He was being stubborn as ever, but you did wonder why he worried about you so much.

"It's a scratch Ky- Master Ren, I'm fine." You were quick to correct yourself before your brothers could tease you for calling him Kylo.

He also sensed the impending teasing from the knights, because they full well knew that he wouldn't overreact like this if it were anybody else. Exhaling a sigh, he took a second to calculate things before he cleared his throat and stood upright. "Fine, all of you prepare the ship, and don't leave without me." He ordered.

"You're coming with us?" Trudgen asked, raising an eyebrow. It was clearly a snap-second decision on Kylo's part, and everyone except you could tell that he was obviously only coming to keep an eye on you.

"Yes." He plainly answered, storming off towards his quarters and leaving them all alone on board.

"Someone's in love, and it's Master Ren." Trudgen muttered to his brothers, and they all nodded in agreement.

Kylo returned a few minutes later, seemingly ready to go.

"Did you pack an extra shirt Master Ren? Y/N might need it." Ap'lek snorted, and the other knights' laughter all followed like a pack of hyenas.

"She's already wandered off with half of my wardrobe, she doesn't need more." He took the teasing in his stride, as usual, and once again left you stood in the corner wondering how the hell things had ended up being like this.

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The mission was simple, well it should have been.

You were on a small planet in the outer rim called Catheela, looking for yet another Sith artefact that Kylo insisted he needed. You had no issue tracking it down, but the harsh climate meant that you could only travel during the day - at night the environment got so cold that anyone left outside wouldn't survive until morning.

After a long time of desperate searching, you thought you would have to trek all the way back to The Night Buzzard to sleep, but you eventually stumbled across a fairly large cabin in the undergrowth. Inside there was just about enough room to fit you all in for a night, but a large lounging area with a fire-pit was the real win.

Whilst you helped Cardo and Ushar light a fire, the others did the usual routine of looking for food. They found a few pieces of dried fruit which were edible, but once again it seemed to be mostly a liquid dinner, with bottles of liquor being passed around.

Once you were all sat around the blazing fire, you took your first sip. The liquor had a smoky taste to it and burned its way all down your throat.

"That's disgusting." You grumbled.

"Just think Y/N, the more you drink, the less you'll taste it." Trudgen shrugged, reminding you of the cardinal rule when it came to drinking.

You took Trudgen's words to heart and forced a lot of that liquor down you, until eventually the taste dulled down to nothing, which meant that you were a suitable level of drunk.

As usual, the question game started with the same rules as always: you can ask any question no matter how probing, and if the person doesn't answer they have to drink, which usually means they'll get themselves drunk enough to answer later.

You noticed Kylo's gaze fixating on you very frequently, but considering you were both beyond tipsy he was probably just trying to work out if he was going to get laid tonight or not.

The rest of the knights were being suspiciously well behaved. Over the past few months every single question had been about you and Master Ren, but tonight they seemed to almost be shying away from the topic... could it be because he was there with you all? Or was it that they were just biding their time and waiting until you were both drunk enough to actually answer their questions?

You didn't have to wait long to get your answer, because you gave your own drunken state away when Kuruk finally directed a question at Kylo.

"Master Ren, what would you say is your biggest weakness?"

"Unhooking bras." The words tumbled from your mouth before you could even process them, and you immediately grimaced at Kylo who was sat next to you. He looked like you had just betrayed him.

Silence fell in the room for a moment, but it was quickly broken by a poorly stifled laugh from Trudgen which then immediately was followed by all of the knights breaking into howls of laughter.

You were used to being the one of the receiving end of the teasing, so just for once it felt nice to be making fun of Kylo rather than vice versa.

"That's it, I know you can't win this game, but Y/N just did." Trudgen cackled through his words.

"Master Ren can kill people without lifting a finger but gets defeated by a bra clasp!" Ap'lek snorted, and they all erupted into even more laughter at that. Even you were trying to stifle your laughter, because Kylo was still glaring at you.

"Maybe now we're even?" You tried to suggest, your words being broken by the infectious laughter.

"Y/N used to have a fantasy about having sex on The Night Buzzard." Kylo suddenly blurted out, his tone remaining level as ever.

The knights were all immediately silenced by that, staring at you with their jaws practically on the floor, you meanwhile shot Kylo daggers with your eyes and he just glanced at you, a smug look on his face.

"Now we're even." He leaned across to whisper in your ear.

The laughter rose again, but was cut short this time by Cardo's voice, "wait, why did you said 'used to?'"

Knowing that Kylo would pull no punches now, you took a long swig of your drink. He simply shrugged, smirking as he also took a long drink.

"You didn't-" Ushar gaped, clearly none of them wanting to believe the obvious. But your fearless leader was enjoying how much he had just managed to embarrass you.

"No..." You awkwardly tried to say, your tone wavering.

"You are such a liar." Kylo snorted and you elbowed him in return, something you probably never would have done sober and in front of the other knights. Even though Kylo knew you were lying because he had been there, you all knew each other well enough to tell what was a lie and what wasn't.

"Man that's disgusting!" Cardo whined.

Revelations about your sex life aside, the game continued. Now that the knights knew both you and Kylo were drunk enough to openly answer their questions they began to throw some probing ones your way.

It started subtle:

"Y/N, how many nights a week do you stay in Master Ren's quarters?"

And then became a bit more personal:

"Master Ren, have you slept with anyone else since the first time you slept with Y/N?"

You had both answered these questions, but eventually the other knights all started whispering amongst themselves, causing you and Kylo to exchange a suspicious glance.

"What?" He eventually prompted, and they all looked at you both like deer caught in headlights.

"We uh- we were just coming up with another question." Vicrul said with a lopsided grin on his face. You were clearly all far beyond tipsy at this point.

"Go on then." Kylo snorted, his own drunken state becoming very clear by how vocal he was being.

They all looked at each other, clearly silently deciding who would be bold enough to ask the question that they had been planning on asking all night.

"Y/N, are you in love?" Of course they had targeted you rather than Kylo. But you knew the answer, you weren't in love at all... were you?

You cast your mind back to the countless mornings spent in Kylo's quarters, and your reluctance to leave. You found yourself wanting to spend time with him, not just for sex but because you enjoyed his company. You thought about all the little glances you would exchange during training sessions, and even though the other knights would constantly tease you, they had certainly noticed how much happier both you and Kylo had been. Even earlier that very day he had been so worried about a simple scratch on your face - because he cared.

Were you in love with Kylo Ren? You had spent so long assuming that you weren't that you had completely missed the truth staring you right in the face.

"Well, are you?" Vicrul prompted, and you forced your brain to refocus on the scenario at hand.

"I-" you hesitated, feeling your heart racing. You ventured a glance at Kylo, and his expression was just as curious as the knights'. You wondered what he was thinking, whether he was hoping you would say yes or no. You couldn't risk baring your soul in front of them all, you had barely processed your emotions yourself - so you lied.

"No," you snorted, taking a long swig of your drink, "Master Ren barely puts up with me as it is." You attempted to play it off, but you weren't fooling anyone as silence befell the room. You caught Kylo's gaze, and you both just stared at each other, wishing you could read him.

"Y'know what, I'm exhausted." Ushar broke through the silence, rising to his feet, clearly a bit wobbly.

Faking a yawn, Ap'lek followed, "yep, I think we need to turn in for the night."

"Are you kidding? This is just getting good." Kuruk mumbled, but was met with a gentle kick from Vicrul who pulled him to his feet.

Knowing they had orchestrated this entire situation, the knights were quick to shove each other out of the living area and into separate bedrooms. They obviously knew you better than you and Kylo knew yourselves, there had been no way either of you would ever had admitted to any feelings whilst sober, but drunk was a different story.

Suddenly it was just the two of you, drunk, and sitting by the dimming fire.

"You lied." He finally said, "you thought I wouldn't notice?"

"I don't know what I thought." You exhaled a dry laugh, "until about five minutes ago I believed my own lie."

"If they'd asked me, I probably would have lied too." He admitted, his voice slurring ever so slightly, "it probably doesn't look good for me to have favourites."

"Are you saying I'm your favourite Knight of Ren?" You teased him, giving him a gentle nudge as you tried to lighten the mood and distract yourself from the fact that you had just subtly admitted that you're in love with Kylo Ren.

"I'm only saying that if you promise not to tell anyone." He flashed you a sloppy grin, and you laughed in response.

"I think they already know... they seem to know how we feel before we do." You pointed out.

"True." He exhaled a short chuckle before rising to his feet, managing to not stumble as he did so. "Come on, we had better at least get some sleep before setting off tomorrow." He said, reaching out a hand for you to take.

You allowed him to haul you to your feet, at which point you crashed into his chest, definitely not having expected to be as wobbly on your feet as you were. Taking this as an opportunity, Kylo swept you up and threw you over his shoulder.

"Kriffing hell Kylo, what are you doing?" You huffed, giving him a firm smack on his back for taking you by surprise.

"Going to bed, what are you doing?" He laughed at his own humour, the staple of drunk Kylo Ren.

"Apparently being kidnapped." You drawled, sarcasm dripping from your tone.

He just exhaled a short laugh at this before going into the only room which still had its door open and tossing you onto the bed. It was much colder being away from the fire, but still just about bearable.

Kylo followed suit and was soon crawling on top of you and capturing your lips in a hungry, drunken kiss, and from there it didn't take you long to warm up. He tore your clothes off and vice versa, but was cautious to regularly keep a hand clamped over your mouth - the walls were thin, and the last thing either of you needed was for the knights to hear the two of you going at it.

When you finally did go to sleep, you were just drifting off in Kylo's arms when you unmistakably heard him mumble those three little words: "I love you."

After pausing for a beat and shaking yourself back to reality, you quietly replied, "I love you too."

It wasn't until morning broke and you woke up still in his grip that you regained some clarity of everything that had actually happened last night. But unlike your first drunken encounter, you didn't suddenly feel awkward and embarrassed.

Kylo had said he loved you, and you had said it back. In all honesty, it felt good to have gotten that off your chest.

"Morning." He grumbled, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to where you shoulder met your neck.

"Hey." You groggily replied, wriggling in bed to turn around and face him, "sleep well?"

"I've slept worse." He smirked slightly, "but we can't afford a lie in this morning." He pointed out before pressing a chaste kiss to your lips and climbing out of bed.

With a reluctant sigh you followed him, both of you silently dressing yourselves before leaving the room together to find the knights, who were predictably up earlier than you both and all in the living area.

"Well good morning." With a teasing smirk on his face, Ap'lek was the first to address you.

They all looked slightly hungover, but a majority of your missions ended with hangovers, so you were all used to it by now.

"Did you sleep well?" Kuruk asked, before Cardo added.

"It sounded like you slept well." He snorted.

Both you and Kylo exchanged a glance as embarrassment washed over you. Of course, he took it in his stride as usual.

"At least I tried to keep it down." He shrugged, nonchalantly walking to the cupboards to search for food.

"And I..." you paused, "I just didn't realise the walls were that thin." You admitted, rubbing the back of your neck.

The usual relentless teasing continued over breakfast, but the elephant in the room was obviously still lurking. The knights wanted to know if their big plan to have you both realise your feelings for each other had worked or not.

They didn't outwardly ask you, but they more-or-less got their answer when you split into two teams to recover the artefact later that day.

"If she comes back with so much as a scratch on her, I swear-" Kylo warned Kuruk, Trudgen and Vicrul, who were going with your team.

"Kylo, I'll be fine. You need to stop worrying about me, it's showing a bit too much favouritism." You teased him, eyebrows being raised by the other knights.

"Fine, but just promise me you'll be careful." He mumbled, only just in earshot of everyone else. He leaned in and pressed a short kiss to your lips, both of you still revelling in the high of actually realising your feelings for one another.

"I promise I'll-" the feeling of six gazes burning a hole into the back of your head caused you to stop speaking and turn around to face your brothers.

All six of them stood with big grins on their faces, all staring at you.

"Ap'lek, you owe me fifty credits. I told you they'd never admit that they love each other sober." Cardo snorted, elbowing his brother.

"And you owe me seventy credits, because I told you they'd be placing bets on us." You then smugly looked up at Kylo, who just rolled his eyes.

"I hate you all." Kylo just grumbled in response.

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