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nothing-but-flowers88 · 13 days ago
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Thinking about kylux in my modern au and the first order/resistance being rival universities. Ben Kylo has to compete with some snooty ginger to impress dean Snoke, but something happens and they have to share a dorm for a period of time (maybe professor Sloane got sick of their bickering during class and wanted to teach them a lesson). Of course the first few weeks are misery but I love the trope of falling in love because you have to be around each other. Plus if you both have trouble sleeping you might as well talk to each other
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atjsgf · 2 years ago
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📓 📓 📓 (plot per book pls!!)
ALRIGHT LET'S DO IT!
MISS AMERICANA AND THE HEARTBREAK PRINCE
So I have this reylo fic I’ve been meaning to write for years called Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince. It’s a high school AU that is based on A Cinderella Story (one of my top five fave movies of all-time) but doesn’t follow it exactly–it’s a little darker, just bc of the nature of adapting the characters’ backstories, especially Finn and Ben. (They are all seniors unless otherwise specified.) 
Rey plays the role of Sam/Cinderella. Her mom died when she was young, leaving her to be raised by her abusive stepfather, Brendol Hux. Said stepfather favors his kids, Hux and Phasma (Armitage goes by his last name. Phasma is a nickname, but I think she has a real one that gets brought up). However, he also puts a lot of pressure on them as athletes (unsure what sport they do, figure skating maybe.) 
In ACS it’s a running gag that Sam’s twin stepsisters are really bad at their sport (synchronized swimming). In this, they’re good, but it’s to their detriment. (The exploitation of underage athletes is a recurring theme in this fic.)
(I like the trope where the evil stepmother–or stepfather in this case–is abusive to the step-siblings, too, just in a different way, just bc it strikes me as more relatable.) 
Rey works at the business Brendol runs, a mechanic shop/diner. She’s saving up money for college, but she’s also kind of forced to work long hours by Brendol. Her fairy godmother is obviously the manager of the diner, Daae Leira. 
Finn is Carter, but instead of acting, his whole thing is that he was a competitive athlete who fought for emancipation from his abusive family and won, and now he wants to major in journalism to shed light on the issue. 
Rose is Astrid (the DJ in the movie, she does have a name) who wants to major in broadcast journalism. So they both work on the school paper and that brings them together. 
And ofc, Ben is Austin. Captain of the water polo team, known for being aggressive and competitive, but secretly wants to be a writer. He has this kind of ruthless reputation for having gotten his own sister expelled by planting weed in her locker to prevent himself from getting kicked off the football team for having it. 
In reality, he got Cara expelled because his football coach–abusive, manipulative Snoke–was about to turn his attention to Cara, who had joined the girls’ water polo team against Ben’s advice. And Ben was terrified of Cara getting tied up with Snoke the way he had by that point. (Cara now goes to a boarding school in Northern CA, as opposed to the San Fernando valley where everything takes place.)
Anyways, Ben’s friends are Poe Dameron and Sage Skylstad. Poe is on the team with him and Sage is someone he’s been friends with since middle school. 
Ben and Rey have this online relationship. They know they go to the same school, but other than that they don’t know the other’s identity. When Rey finds out, her fear is less about Ben being super popular (he’s not), and more about him having that asshole reputation. (A more mild stressor is Sage–everyone at their school is convinced the two are dating, because of the whole “men and women can’t be platonic friends” thing. They are not and both find the idea gross.) 
Anyway. Rey gets her Cinderella moment, Snoke gets exposed by Finn and Rose, Ben gets his “I’m throwing away YOUR dream” moment, and they live happily ever after. I also wanted to do some sequels about them in college, Poe/Cara getting together, stuff like that. 
BETWEEN TWO POINTS/IN SCREAMING COLOR
So I had this idea for a series of Community fics. The series is called Between Two Points. The first three would each center on one ship. The first one, called In Screaming Color, would be Abed/OC. The second one would be Britta/Troy and the third would be Jeff/Annie. However, I think if I went back and did it now, I’d probably change it to Britta/OFC and Abed/OC/Troy, so I’ll outline it that way from here. 
In Screaming Color would just be Abed/OC, Troy would come into play later, I think it takes place after he leaves but while they’re still in school. The OC–I’ll call her Drew for now, that’s when she was my self-insert but I think I’d wanna make her a full OC if I wrote this–is a Dance major. She’s had a crush on Abed for awhile, ever since the Who’s the Boss debacle where he made the instructor cry or whatever, I need to rewatch the show. (I vaguely remember that I had to move the timeline and have this episode be earlier for things to make sense.) She was in that class and fell in love with how passionate Abed is about things like sitcoms–she’s also deeply passionate about things like that (she writes fanfic, etc) and felt a connection to that. 
However, Abed remains basically unaware of her existence until he has to do a music video for a class. She auditions for the main role (a ballerina in a music box who falls down and has to find her way around the music box–that’s my working theory on what it is, although I may change it if I think of something more thematically relevant) and gets the part. 
From there it’s this psychological thing where there’s a lot of miscommunication (mostly on Drew’s part) and false assumptions (mostly on Abed’s part) where she’s trying to make it clear that she’s genuinely interested in him, but he rebuffs her because he finds the trope of a director getting involved with actresses on set to be tired. (Feminist king.) And also because, you’ll remember in an early episode that Abed says “a lot of girls like me because I’m adorable and my aloofness reminds them of their fathers.” Even as he starts to like her, he thinks that she’s only interested in him because of the director persona he puts on. 
Eventually they have an actual conversation where she admits when she started liking him and why–she doesn’t like him because he’s aloof, she likes him because he’s deeply passionate about stories and storytelling and she can see that in everything he does, even if nobody else sees it that way. And they end up dating and are cute <3 In fics #2 and #3 they can often be found in the background doing fun things and acting out their favorite tropes. (Drew introduces him to the idea of acting out tropes instead of specific scenes or movies that exist, and he becomes obsessed.) 
Fic #2, currently untitled, would take place after the finale and would be a Britta/OC that ends in a decision to not get married but instead have a non-legally binding promise ceremony, because Britta doesn’t want to get married but she does want to be with the OC forever. I still like Troy/Britta, but idk if I see them working long-term, and I also think it would be a fun exercise to look at Britta and see what she would need in someone as a long-term love interest. 
Fic #3, also currently untitled, would see Annie coming back from Quantico for Britta’s wedding, years after leaving in the finale. She would have gone through a lot of personal growth in the years in between, and the fic would have her and Jeff get together in some way. Idk, I haven’t thought that hard about it, I just like them. 
(I also sometimes toyed with the idea of a fic that takes place in before fic# 3 that sees Annie having that personal growth in Quantico–it would be a Criminal Minds crossover and she’d be in the BAU.) 
And the final fic, Fic #4 would go back to right after Fic #1 when they’re all still in school. It would be an anthology fic where each chapter is about Drew’s relationship with the other members of the study group–how they met and what their dynamic is and when and why that member accepted her into their circle. For example, I wanted to move that one episode where Jeff gets bullied by some teenagers to be later in the timeline, and have Drew get involved, and that’s how she and Jeff connect. 
The last chapter–maybe the last few chapters, or maybe I’d make it a separate fic, idk if I could do the character work necessary in one chapter. But it would overlap with fic #3. Like Annie, Troy comes back for Britta’s wedding. (I think he and Britta are still close and there’s a lot of affection there even though they know they weren’t supposed to be forever, and I think Troy is really happy Britta found her person.)
Anyways, this would be when Troy/Drew/Abed gets together as a polyamorous triad. I think both Troy and Abed had those feelings before but never addressed them because they didn’t want to ruin their friendship and because it felt kind of off somehow. But Troy was gone for awhile and Abed didn’t fall apart–in fact, he’s proven to himself that he is capable of being in a long-term relationship that’s healthy. Their relationship has already undergone the worst scenario possible, so I think they’re more confident that if they broke up, they’d still be friends. And that feeling of off-ness is gone with Drew in the mix. 
(Abed and Drew admit to each other that even though they love each other atp, there always felt like there was a missing space in their relationship–it’s just generally this idea that the three of them are supposed to be in this kind of relationship with each other and that’s what’s always been right for them, they just had to wait for the pieces to fall into place.) 
Drew also panics when she realizes so many tropes are based on monogamous relationships until Abed reminds her that she is a writer and she can make up new stories for them, which she does. 
WHEN WE ALL FALL ASLEEP, WHERE DO WE GO?
This was gonna be a reylo role-reversal AU. With Cara in the mix, things that unfolded in canon shifted, and, long story short, Snoke was unsuccessful in turning Ben Solo to the dark side, so he set his sights on Rey instead and since she had no support network, he succeeded. Now Rey is the leader of the Knights of Ren who finds herself inexplicably drawn to smuggler Ben Solo. Would also include Finnrose (maybe a role reversal on them, too? Stormtrooper Rose and maintenance worker Finn?) and Damara (not role reversal I don’t think bc I can’t see Cara as anything other than an engineer, but their relationship may be different in some way.) 
I honestly didn’t have a lot planned for this lol, it was just something I was toying with. I obviously wasn’t the first to come up with the idea but I thought it would be fun to explore and put my mark on it. 
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thembohux · 4 years ago
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please do tell more about the college au that exists in your head that you mentioned earlier 👁👄👁
FROM THE HUX GETTING A LAP DANCE POST????
Ok so basically the only thing stopping me from writing this is ✨laziness✨ but I did write a lil ficlet for it earlier
So basically the AU centers mostly around the main FO big bads and my two OCs all living together in a house near campus. Kylo’s a business major, Hux is in civil engineering, Ellaria (my lesbian Sith OC) is a history major, Lita (OC dating Kylo/the stripper) is in mechanical engineering and I haven’t decided on Phasma’s major yet but she also has an athletics scholarship (she plays softball because....... Lesbian). They all live in one little house they’ve rented with Millicent (Hux’s emotional support cat who he found in a bush as a kitten) and Nines, Lita’s absolute bastard of a shiba inu (based off the BB-9E droids)
So I wanna talk more about the “taking Hux to a strip club” thing because. Why the fuck not? What else will I talk about? Them going to class? I think the fuck not
ANYWAY! So it’s Ellaria’s birthday and, since she’s 21, she wants to go to a strip club and have her first legal drink there. She and Lita are the youngest two in the group (they’re literally 3 days apart in age) so the others can all drink except those two. She and Phasma both know where Lita works, as does Kylo. Hux does not and is curious as to why Lita can’t come. They get to the club, Hux is only there to “be the responsible one” because he’s kind of a stuck up bitch, and the other three (respecting stage names and all) find Lita. Ellaria asks which of the performers would be best with her and Lita directs her to a fellow dancer. Phasma tips her for both of them.
That leaves her with Kylo and Armitage. Kylo knows the rules about her work. He’s allowed to interact with her but he’s not allowed to be openly affectionate because it scares the absolute hell out of the other patrons seeing him. Hux is trying to look anywhere but directly at her but he also gets distracted easily because. There’s a lot happening here honestly. Kylo buys them both a few shots and then says “hey, since you trust her and she’s your friend, get a lap dance from Lita” (partially this is motivated by the fact that they’re both into Hux). Armitage almost stops breathing on the spot because it’s nice but it’s also not something he’s used to. But he’s also Enjoying It after a while. He tips really well, too
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sithlordintraining · 7 years ago
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Knight of the Night (Modern Superhero/Vigilante Au!Matt)
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A/N: KotN IS BACKKKK!!!! Hopefully I upload Sugar this week as well lol.
Summary: Matt Organa-Solo, a 21-year old psychology student at Academia: University of First Order. He was the only child of Senator Leia Organa-Solo and Retired Chief of Police Han Organa-Solo. It was a problematic community, but not as terrible as some other towns and colleges. But somehow, he always found himself always somehow saving someone, literally. After a crazy night, will Matt dare venture to become the hero this place needs?
Knight of the Night Collection
Vol. #3- Partners in Crime
It has been a few weeks, but it had been an unspoken agreement that the four college students would become an inseparable group that was always hanging out. Even if, the reasons weren’t exactly specified. But it was rush week and the group ran from party to party almost every night. The partner system was implicated by Phasma, which was then split to Co-ed by Hux; which is how Matt became closer to you. He didn’t know if he should thank Hux or kick him out the door. But it was clear that it wasn’t the latter as you seemed to want a friendship with him. It surprised him the first time Hux shared this idea when you snaked your arms around his.He clumsily followed you wherever and whenever at every party. Matt began to doubt that you’d really were in it for the friendship, but rather the drinks as you were only 20 years old and some of the party’s had employed real bartenders. Regardless of the fact that the two didn’t have the same classes or dormed near each other, Matt only saw you at these type of events and your conversations deemed from ridiculously hilarious to passionate madness as the alcoholic concoction wet your lips.
“I’m not going.” Matt slide down on the couch. “Yes, you are. Stop whining and get dressed!” Hux accent clipped as he ran between his bedroom and the bathroom. “I’m not going Hux. I don’t even like parties!” Matt’s brown eyes were steady on the television watching the commercials rolled by. The sound of Hux’s shoes tapped against the floor as he rounded the couch. “You don’t have to like parties.” He stood in front of the TV. “You like Y/N, therefore you will go.” Hux threw a shirt at Matt, who flinched. Matt felt the blood rush to his cheeks at the mention of her name. He wouldn’t even try to fight Hux about it, his actions showed it all. “She doesn’t even like me.” Matt got up and shuffled to his room. Hux rolled his eyes and followed the tall blond. “You don’t even know that. If you would talk to her-” “I do, but it’s always at these stupid things and she’s drunk.” Matt cut him off. Hux let out a huff. Matt could tell that the wheels were turning in his roommate's head. Blue eyes glanced at him and then to the door. “Fine, I’ll just cancel the whole thing.” He started walking towards his room. “Hux.” He groaned annoyed that he was trying to guilt trip him into going. Hux appeared scrolling through his phone. “If you aren’t going, then Y/N won’t and Phasma wants to show Y/N university life and then Phasma won’t go and I’d just end up being a lone creep.” Matt gritted his teeth before walking towards his room. “Fine. I’ll go.”
Matt and Hux moved through the crowd of people in this streets. It was possibly the biggest party of the week. One of the fraternities decided to rent out a place between town and campus to withhold everyone that would be coming. Matt was behind Hux and his quick footsteps but was able to see Phasma come into view. Phasma’s short blonde hair spiked up accentuating her embellished black bodycon dress. “Where’s Y/N?” Hux inquired as he could see his roommate get annoyed at the missing girl. Phasma was taken aback that he didn’t acknowledge her first. “I’m hoping this is for the sake of Matt. She’s over there.” All three pair of eyes trailed to the girl in the black leather jacket, velvet pants, and heeled boots. Matt's eyes looked over her body, blushing when they landed on her butt. He glanced up to her swinging ponytail and noticed that her curls had been replaced by sleek straight sheen. His teeth pulled his bottom lip inward, unsure if he liked that change. Matt also noticed the man that you were in a conversation with Joe Clarkson. He was an athlete, well more like star baseball player with slightly above-average grades. He was popular with the ladies and of course, you would fall under his spell too. He was maybe an inch or two, shorter than Matt, same built just more defined with all the practice, his caramel skin tone only enhanced it even more. Not to mention he had dark green eyes made him even more of UFO’s hottest student of all time.
Matt gritted his teeth and turned his back to you. “Hey, guys!” Your cheery voiced caused him to turn to face you. Cursing himself for the first thing he looked at was your boobs. Your arms were open as you went to hug him. He stiffened as you drew closer. Hux sneaked his hand to his roommate’s back, pushing him forward. Clumsily, he stumbled, his hands brushed pass your bottom as he wrapped himself around you. “Woah, are you okay?!” Your eyes widened. “Alright Matt, stop feeling up my roommate and let’s get inside.” Slowly unwrapping his arms off of you, the blush grew into a deeper hue on his cheeks. The group moved toward the mansion’s entrance where a rather large security guard stood to inspect ID’s. “Shit Phasma, what if my fake doesn’t go through?” You whispered. “Relax, you’re hot. You’ll get in.” Matt overheard and tightened his fist. He didn’t want anyone looking at you like that, but at the same time, he hoped you wouldn’t get in. Apart from it was because then you wouldn’t be dependent on him. Hux and Phasma passed the inspection, Matt stepped up only to have the bouncer’s large palm to be placed in front of him. “No!” Was all the man said. “I-I didn’t even give you my ID?” He exclaimed. “You aren’t in dress code; it’s an all-black attire.” The bouncer told him. Matt’s brown eyes snapped to Hux. “Hux, what the fuck?” “I gave you that black shirt, but you wanted to wear something to your liking.” Hux rolled his eyes. Matt huffed moving out of the line. You just stood there watching Matt’s sullen attitude. Hux motioned for you to come on. “It’s ok, I think I’ll just stay with Matt. He is my partner.” You stepped back. “Nonsense!” Phasma stepped forward dragging you to the bouncer. Digging in your jacket, she pulled out the card. “Here.” The bouncer looked it over and then at you. “It’s a fake, No.” Was all you said. Phasma’s mouth dropped, but you sent him a small thankful smile. “But, she’s hot!” Phasma whined. “And underage.” Phasma was getting heated, and everyone knew that. “Phasma, Phasma.” You grabbed onto her shoulders. “It’s ok. You and Hux have fun. Matt and I will pick you up and I’ll sing all the Spice Girls songs you want, ok?” Phasma gave you a wide smile at your proposal. She hugged you and then ran off with Hux.Matt watched as you stepped off the line and turned to smile at him. He took a deep breath. It was going to be a long night.
Matt had suggested a diner that was nearby, as he knew the town better than you. So the two of you sit in a booth hiding from each other behind the laminated menus. Every once in awhile, he would look over the top of the menu studying how you seemed to get every hair to lay down in your ponytail and the highlighter you used accentuating your features. Especially, your beautiful (y/e/c) eyes, that were already bright. A waitress was over removing the only source of shielding the two had. Your eyes peered into his as he held his breath under your raze. “I-I like your jacket.” He said. “Thank you!” You smiled. Opening the jacket, Matt looked at your perky breast once more. “Uh, it’s nice, like a nice one. It’s hard to find unless you spend a lot.” He fixed the rims of his glasses. “Yeah, I think I spent my first months' paycheck on this bad boy.” He watched as your lips twitched into a smile at the memory. “What do you do?” He asked, hoping he didn’t overstep his boundaries. “Professional ballet dancer with the Coruscant Premier Ballet. Well did, that’s what I did.” A forced smile fell on your lips before you took a sip of your drink. Your body language made him very suspicious of the way you tried to play it off. “Why’d you stop?” He leaned forward. Matt watched as you wet your lips before glancing at him. You were uncomfortable with his question, he could tell the way you looked around for the strength to talk to him. “You-you don’t have to do this.” He whispered as his large hand fell atop of yours.
“No,” You sent him another forced smile, “They say it’s good to talk about it. Good to accept it.” You took a deep breath. “I was the lead apprentice when I turned 15, only dancing in a few shows but all the full-lengths. Around 17, I joined the company as a corps member. I did solo roles, but didn’t get promoted until a few months before my 18th birthday.” You nodded. Matt noticed how your hand now wrapped around him tightly. “Shortly after, I was involved in a car accident. Me and a few other members.” His brows furrowed, he remembered hearing his father talk about it, how catastrophic it was. Everyone had survived, except for one, a young girl had died. But as he tried to think about the details in the story, all surviving members were male. No, this couldn’t be. “But-but, they said you died!” He gasped. “I did.” You nodded. “But I guess someone decided it wasn’t my time. But other problems were left for me; I was in a coma for at least a month and I underwent numerous surgeries on my back, which led me to end my dance career. Hell, they didn’t even think I would be able to walk again!” The waitress set your platters down and the pair was forced to unlock hands. They thanked the waitress before, he turned himself back to you. “Bu-but you did, because you’re a fighter.” The brown eyes set before you was mixed with pride and admiration as he spoke. It only made you wanted to hide from him even more.
You shook your head. “Uh-uh.” You began to put salt on your fries. “What?!” His voice cracked making you laugh. “Y/N, do not tell me you aren’t a fighter! You died and came back as a hot zombie, you walked when they told you not too, and you’re the top debater nationally! You understand that you are, right?” Gleaming (y/e/c) eyes set upon all the features of Matt’s now blushing face. “Yes Matt, I understand that I’m debating hot zombie.” A laugh exploded from the large blond in front of you. “No!” He shook his head and chuckled. “No, you hot zombie! Once a fighter, always a fighter.” He said locking his brown eyes with yours. Leaning on your elbows you leaned forward, which just pushed your boobs forward. “Shit.” He squirmed under your stare. “If I’m such a fighter, why can’t I fight the fear to talk to you?” Matt choked on his spit; this confession was a lot to take in. “What?” He shook his head in disbelief. “What? I mean Phasma and Hux are intimidating, but you, you’re intimidating and have such a superior vibe about you. I mean they told me you aren’t, but I get so nervous around you. I hear how you’re so smart and you can basically read people, so I kinda get drunk to loosen up.” Matt sat there stunned that someone like you would even be remotely into him.
Matt went to say something, but the voice behind him caught his attention. “Well, at least I know you can swallow.” It was a disgusting remark made by the man behind him. Looking into the window, he saw a horrified girl sitting across from the man. “Relax, I was going to find out tonight anyway.” He chuckled it off. “Are you okay?” Your worried voice cut him out of his daze. “Y-yeah.” He said and continued to eat. The comments continued as the minutes crept on. You watched as Matt’s knuckles turned white around the silver fork, every time the guy behind him laughed. “Are-are you okay?” You whispered. “This douche is harassing his date.” He told you and you peered over his broad shoulders. “Did he say her name or anything?” Your brows furrowed, looking at the mishap date behind him. “Yeah, her name is Leslie.” He whispered. Before he knew it you were moving out of the booth. “LESLIE! IS THAT YOU?!” A wide smile was plastered on your face. Matt turned his body to watch you. The girl looked at you with strangeness. “Leslie, why didn’t you tell me you were in the neighborhood?” “I-I” She stuttered out. “Who are you?” The date spat. Before you could speak, Matt stepped in. “Wendy! Wendy is Leslie’s friend from high school, as am I, Aaron.” He jumped up to your side. Both men stared each other down. “You’re still coming to my house after this, right?” It didn’t take long for the girl to understand what you were getting at. “Yeah, yeah. Yes, Grace, I’m still coming over.” “Grace?” The guy looked at his date, who shrieked in fear. “Yes, Wendy Grace. There’s another Wendy if you must know. Who is he a cop?” You joked. Matt was impressed at how you handled this situation. “Well, good!” You smiled sitting next to the girl. “We’ll stay and take you home!” Matt slid next to the guy. It was going to be a long night.
After 45 minutes the guy left and they stayed an extra 15 to ensure he was fully gone. Matt closed the door to the cab and watched it drive off. He turned back to you. A lazy smile hung on his pink lips as he made his way towards you. A blushing smile fell on your face, as you looked down. He bit down on his lip at the girl in front of him. “A fighter and a hero.” He chuckled. You squinted up at the guy. “And a zombie, don’t forget about that.” You lightly pushed him. “Hey, you never know. I might be that new hero that’s been saving the town these past weeks.” You started to walk off.  Matt followed behind you with a smile. Tonight was the first night he wasn’t thinking or saving someone. He ran and caught up with you. “I guess you are, my little knight in shining armor.” His pale fingers brushed against the highlight on your cheek. You smiled moving closer to him. It took the two less than 20 minutes before making to the entrance of the mansion. Hux stood there holding a drunk laughing Phasma steady. “Where were you guys?.” Hux scoffed at his roommate. Matt just shrugged as he held your hand. “We were fighting crime.” You looked up at him and smiled. Hux just rolled his eyes as everyone hopped in the Uber.
P.S.: I feel like this was shitty, but I needed to bring this back for the sake of Matt and @btw-imalex . Who I love and is super thankful for creating artwork for this series!!
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