#and yes he notices how the vigilant starts speaking in more of a naturally authoritative way

[gaddaboutgriffon]

Aw! The two old guys noticing the lost puppy learning through imitation!

ok more seriously with Danny getting all the emergency responder certifications and probably the best on any unit he would have been on, do you guys think he would have climbed in ranks and become the Fire Marshal or whatever the fire department equivalent to police commissioner?

Firefighting hadn't been the first job on Danny's list but it was surprisingly well suited for him. Toxic smoke and blazing fires were nothing to a guy who didn't need to breathe and could phase through anything after all. Plus it gave him a way to feel useful without catching the attention of the big bat himself. At least.... it was supposed to. But Danny supposes that ship has sailed considering Batman is standing in front of him at this very moment.

[simkaswriting]

Arrangement pt.2-(Kylo Ren)

Characters: Supreme Leader Snoke, Leia Organa, Padme Amidala, OC Assistants, Kylo Ren and (Y/N).

Pairing: Kylo Ren x Reader

Word Count: 3383

Warnings: none, affectionate Kylo I suppose?

Summary: How do (Y/N) and her fiance, Kylo Ren, handle wedding preparations for a marriage they were forced into?

A/N- there will be a part 3 up soon!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5.

The melodic hum emitting from the small man busying himself with the various deep red and black fabrics makes Kylo’s eye twitch. If it weren’t for his fiancee standing a few feet away from him, having to endure the same torture with gritted teeth and a fake smile, he would have snapped by now. 

The small man in charge of stitching Kylo’s suit from scratch for the wedding has stuck one too many pins into the half-finished suit in Kylo’s opinion, to the point where he’s afraid to move incase he gets stabbed by one of them. The odd feeling of vulnerability that he feels without his mask is almost as powerful as (Y/N)s worries he feels through the Force. The Commander is close to asking the Queen what’s running through her mind, but he stops himself after noting that now is probably not the best time, seeing as they’re surrounded by four tailors and two of the Queens assistants he doesn’t care for. 

“Queen (Y/L/N), your cake testing is scheduled to start in 20 minutes.” An assistant bows as she speaks to (Y/N), usually not afraid to look her in the eyes but with the presence of the Commander, she fears for her life. 

Kylo gives his future wife a questioning look, not being sure if ‘cake tasting’ is some form of cryptonym or if it means exactly what it promises, free food. The Queen nods at the assistant before addressing everyone in the room with such an authoritative voice it almost makes the Commander crack a smile.

“I’m afraid we will have to finish these another time, my fiance and I have somewhere to be.”

It takes the tailors all of three minutes for the pins and pieces of fabrics to be removed and stashed away, and all this time Kylo watches with an impressed smirk on his face, a new found respect for the Queen filling him to the brim. If she has this effect on them, he can only imagine how much respect everyone will harbour towards the royal couple when they get married.

As soon as the two are alone, Kylo immediately makes a bee-line for his attire he was forced to take off for the fitting with a great amount of persuasion from his fiancee. He wouldn’t particularly mind being in his boxers in front of the Queen herself, after all they are to be wed in less than a week. But it’s hard enough for him to show her his scars, let alone show another assortment of people that are inferior to him.

(Y/N) on the other hand takes her time getting back into the dress Kylo picked out for her, knowing she has all the time in the world. After all, who would dare complain that she’s late, especially now that she has the infamous Kylo Ren by her side? She slips her foot into her black stocking and then props it against the chair holding her gown, before slowly sliding the stocking up to it’s rightful place. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees her fiance looking at her, which brings a faint smirk to her face. 

“Care to help, Commander?” The Queen raises her brow at Kylo, toying with him. 

To his dismay, Kylo feels a blush creep up his neck and spread over his cheeks, to the point his ears prickle with heat. He doesn’t know whether to feel embarrassed by the fact that he got caught staring at the woman who’s only wearing her bra and panties right now, or to smirk at her and obey her just for the sake of it. Instead, the Commander shakes his head at (Y/N) and quickly changes back into his black clothes, not feeling comfortable enough to touch his future wife just yet. 

With a smirk, (Y/N) puts her other stocking on and slips into her heavy gown. The thoughts of Kylo’s hands on her skin make her almost happy, make her think that if she’s already having these thoughts then the arranged marriage won’t be a problem. 

“So what exactly is ‘cake testing’?” Kylo asks (Y/N), a small blush still lingering on his otherwise pale complexion. He extends his arm out for the Queen to take so they can go attend their next activity. The thought of complaining about having to take part in these tasks crosses his mind, but a part of him knows he has nothing better to do anyways.

(Y/N) wraps her arm around Kylo’s strong one, noticing the way his muscles bulge beneath his clothes, and looks up at him as they walk out of the little tailors shop.

For a brief second, it feels like the breath is being compressed out of her lungs. Kylo is tall, even when she’s wearing heels, and when she looks up at him it feels like she’s seeing him for the first time. His black hair is tousled and messy, and oh for Makers sake she would love to run her hand through it, even if just once. Kylo’s nose, long and pointed balances his large features out well, and (Y/N) comes to the conclusion that not many could pull off that cute nose. His lips, so soft-looking and round and inviting almost compel her to lean in and see for herself if they feel as delicate as they look. But it’s Kylo’s eyes that truly leave the Queen feeling like a weak mess. They hold so much fear and anger and darkness, yet are simultaneously filled with hope and love. The unexpected realisation that she likes this man further confuses her.

Kylo looks down at the Queen, only to find her smiling softly up at him, something which he never would have thought would happen. Arranged marriages are a massive burden 99% of the time, and for Kylo to actually feel like this could be the other 1% scares him more than the temptations of the Light side.

“Nibiri to Queen (Y/L/N).” The Commander smiles at his fiancee and watches with an amused look as she literally shakes her head to snap out of the Kylo Ren-induced daze.

“Sorry, what were you asking?”

This just furthers Kylo’s smile, causing an unfamiliar sting to spread throughout his cheeks, one he’s not felt in a long time. After just a day, he’s already taken a liking to the Queen, one which he can only explain by blaming it on a possible Force bond Supreme Leader Snoke sensed when contemplating this marriage. 

“I asked what the ‘cake tasting’ would involve.” 

(Y/N) rolls her eyes and lets go of Kylo’s arm, immediately missing his warmth and sense of security. Instead, she takes a hold of his hand and intertwines their fingers, a bold move that Kylo likes. The feeling of security and warmth, and something much more powerful, overcome the Queen once again. 

“Well, it’s exactly what it promises. Free food. We have to decide on a wedding cake and some small appetisers that will be catered for us and the guests, and if I’m not wrong we have to pick out rings afterwards.” (Y/N) smiles lightly at the Commander and swings their arms a little, emitting a similar smile from her fiance. 

Kylo can’t help but feel like he would do anything for the woman when her thumb faintly brushes across his scarred knuckle, and he also realises that within 24 hours, this strange woman he’s never met before has turned out to be his ultimate weakness, a liability he would give his life for, for he thinks that if he were to loose her he would die.

“You got me at free food.” Kylo jokes as Queen leads him into a small, gaudy shop with various wedding cakes on show through the windows. The smell of sweet chocolate and fresh fruit travel up Kylo’s nose, causing his stomach to let out a low growl, to his dismay and to (Y/N)s amusement. She leans in, having to stand on the tips of her toes despite the high heels, and whispers into the Commanders ear. 

“I’m sorry I’m such an awful fiancee, I forgot to feed you and now I feel like a total idiot.”

Kylo just shakes his head, dismissing what the Queen said as foolish. Yes, he does feel like he could devour all of the cakes in this shop without taking a break, but ultimately it isn’t (Y/N)s job to cook for him and take care of him, though he does admit the thought of her in an apron makes him think all sorts of inappropriate thoughts.

A tall blonde walks out from the kitchen with a pep in her step, a massive toothy smile plastered on her pale face. She immediately bows to the royal pair without hesitation, though for the first time Kylo senses that this woman isn’t afraid of him or the Queen. 

“Ah, what a pleasure to see you once again, Queen (Y/N). And this must be the lucky man?” The blonde beams down at the Queen before turning her attention to a confused Kylo, who with a sinking heart notices that she’s a considerable amount taller than him. 

(Y/N) smiles softly at the blonde before smirking at Kylo, knowing fine well that her blonde friend is utterly clueless to their arranged wedding. 

“Yes, indeed it is. This is Commander Kylo Ren. Kylo, meet my old friend Titania, the owner of this shop. She’s the one who volunteered to bake whatever cake your heart yearns after.” (Y/N) grins at the Commander, watching as a slight wave of panic courses through his eyes before they once again settle to their default state of vigilance. If they are to truly live together until they inevitably die, since Kylo hinted that he would do no purposeful harm to her, then he may as well get used to her teasing nature.

(Y/N), still holding onto Kylo’s hand like it’s her lifeline, leads him to a table in the far corner of the busy shop, countless people stepping aside to let the pair pass, not wanting to get on their bad side. 

Kylo wishes he had his mask to hide behind, just so the Queen wouldn’t see just how much she has an effect on him. Just so she wouldn’t be able to see the ebullient blush on his cheeks growing redder by the second, all because of her. The thought of running out of the cake shop and hiding in her house so he doesn’t have to face everyone flashes through his mind, though he realises that that’s a one way ticket to loosing respect from the people in this kingdom, so he reluctantly puts his pride aside and bears through his feelings.

Kylo sits down opposite (Y/N), looking wildly out of place next to the pastel pink decorations and yellow flowers with his black robe and hair, his personality also clashing with the bright room. It makes the Queen chuckle a little, because the scene is just too amusing for her to not. Kylo looks like a Wookiee without fur, a fish out of water.

“I’m glad you find me comical, my Queen.” Kylo throws a half-hearted glare at his fiancee, not having the strength to muster up a full glare, because the woman doesn’t deserve anything but the best in this Galaxy.

(Y/N) lightly kicks Kylo underneath the table, catching him off-guard which almost causes him to shriek. Almost. “I told you to stop being so formal, didn’t I?”

Before Kylo has a chance to reply, the tall blonde, who’s name he’s already forgotten, brings out two small plates with slices of cake practically oozing chocolate. She places them both down, one in front of Kylo and the other in front of the Queen, before once again leaving them alone. 

Kylo looks at the cake with raised brows. He’s never had anything that looked so sweet and appetising in his entire life, the chocolate slice making his mouth slightly water. He slowly picks up the ridiculously small fork before digging into his slice, eating half of it in one bite. 

(Y/N) watches her fiance eat the cake with a massive smile on her face, just now noticing how awkward and goofy Kylo truly is. The sight of his large hands holding the dainty fork almost makes her giggle, but she restrains herself and instead tastes her own slice. 

A small, involuntary moan escapes (Y/N)s lips as the chocolate invades her mouth, a sound that has Kylo widening his eyes in awe. Who knew the Queen’s moans sound so heavenly? He thinks to himself, before mentally kicking himself for thinking that.

“Will calling you by your name satisfy you more than that cake?” Kylo jokes a little, finishing up the little piece of cake he was given and cherishing the aftertaste, which makes him borderline crave another slice. The strawberries hidden inside make the cake a top choice for the Commander so far.

(Y/N) rolls her eyes at the man in front of her, her stomach fluttering for no reason other than the man in front of her is so beautiful she can’t believe she’s looking forward to this arranged marriage as opposed to her initial thoughts of dread and fear.

“Oh wow, look at that. The mysterious Kylo Ren has a sense of humour.”

Kylo’s lip twitches, almost causing a smile to break out, but he stop sit just in time. “I’m no mystery, and you know that. But this cake is extremely good.” 

Titania brings in another round of cakes and takes their old plates away, a huge smile still on her face as she senses just how happy the two are. On her way back to the kitchen, she smirks to herself and notes that for the first time in years, the Queen is flourishing with delight and happiness.

The two tuck into the new cake, this one containing various different fruits with a soury hint, which makes Kylo scrunch up his nose in bewilderment, as the taste definitely caught him off-guard. (Y/N) does the same, and without needing to even talk it over, they both agree that this is a cake they both don’t like.

As (Y/N) takes a drink of her water, Kylo can’t help but ask the question prodding at his mind.

“Why are we making such a big deal out of this arranged wedding? Most are small and over in a matter of minutes.” 

The Queen takes a minute to ponder this. Yes, she has attended two arranged weddings as a witness to it’s legality, and neither even had a cake or any celebrations. So why is she fussing so much about her own wedding? Is it perhaps because it’s every girls dream to have a wedding right out of a fairy tale? One that would go down in history and would become their fondest memory? Perhaps. Does the Queen want an actual wedding that she’s had planned out since she was a little girl, even if she is marrying a man she didn’t choose herself? Perhaps.

“Only two of my assistants know this is an arranged marriage, and as far as I’m aware only you and Supreme Leader Snoke know. Am I right?” 

Kylo nods, taking a sip of his own water. Where is she going with this? He contemplates.

(Y/N) crosses her arms and leans forward, almost whispering so other customers around her don’t hear.

“My people don’t know the true extent of the famine that ravages some parts of this planet, which is the reason I agreed to this proposal in the first place. To stop the starvation. They know I’m powerful, after all I control 12 out of 16 Trades and Unions across the surrounding planets, and if they knew I was forced to marry someone just because I can’t take care of my people, there would be an uproar. So therefore I need this wedding to look as legitimate and real as possible.”

Kylo takes a few minutes to think over what the Queen said. He knew this planet is powerful, after all Snoke chose it for a reason. But he wasn’t aware of the hunger the people here have to endure, so now that he has the missing puzzle piece that answers the question of ‘why did the Queen willingly agree to this’, the puzzle fits together perfectly. And he understands why his fiancee feels the need to make this wedding look as real as can be, so if it makes her happy, he will play along.

“And to be honest, I’ve always wanted a beautiful wedding, so I may as well go all out, right?” (Y/N) smiles at Kylo, a smile that portrays the sadness of the Queen.

Without taking a second to think over his actions, Kylo reaches across the table and takes a hold of his fiancee’s hand in a comforting way, wanting to show her that he’s on board with whatever her heart desires and that he will give her his unwavering support. His thumb traces patters over (Y/N)s knuckles, something that personally soothes Kylo, as he offers one of his smiles that are no longer rare, as his fiancee seems to make him crack up often.

“Then let’s go over the top. How many people have been invited?” Kylo cocks his head to the side, watching as his Queen’s eyes brighten up at his decision. 

“Well, I think on your behalf it’s just General Hux and Supreme Leader Snoke, though if you know of anyone else who we should send an invitation to please let me know. On my behalf it’s just my assistants.” (Y/N) says, now noticing just how close she is to the Commander, their faces inches apart. It makes her breath stall for a few seconds, before she has to remind herself to breathe. 

Kylo nods, and the thought of inviting his mom crosses his mind, but he expeditiously forgets that. He will not go crawling back to her, not as long as he has any control over himself.

“You can send invites to the highest ranking members of the First Order if you would like, and we can also send out invites to other royal families covered under the First Order.”

This causes (Y/N) to break out into a huge smile and almost lean forward to press a kiss on the Commanders cheek, but she restrains herself just in time.

As Titania comes through with more cake, this time vanilla, (Y/N) places the hand that’s not holding Kylo’s on her forearm before she even has a chance to set the new slices down. She looks at the Queen questioningly.

“Thank you, but we have decided on the first cake.”

Kylo smiles at (Y/N), glad that she likes the chocolate cake just as much as he has, though perhaps less as he would do anything for another slice of said cake.

“Oh, wonderful. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I’ll have it delivered in time for the wedding reception. Take care, Queen (Y/N) and Commander Ren.” The tall blonde beams at the pair before curtsying and rushing back into the kitchen as a series of yells and hollers sound from the kitchen. After all, it’s not every day you get to cater for a royal wedding.

Kylo and (Y/N) keep a hold of the others hand with a smile as they slowly stroll through the kingdom, their next destination being the jewellers. 

“You know, you’re not so bad, or scary, or mean, as I was held to believe.” The Queen says as she looks at Kylo. His reputation isn’t the one of an honourable man, it is the one of a killer thirsty after power, but (Y/N)s come to realise that perhaps that’s not true. Perhaps there is more to her fiance than what she knows, a more gentle and kind side nobody has seen before.

Kylo shakes his head at the Queen, surprised she’d say such a thing. 

“And you’re not so power-hungry and humourless like I was told.” He retorts with a snort, before he lets go of (Y/N)s hand and instead wraps his arm around her exposed shoulders, bringing her closer to him. The sweet smell of her perfume comforts him. The two keep walking to their next destination, enjoying the others company and the looks of adoration mixed with dread they receive from passer-by’s. 

Kylo slips his hand into the pocket of his trousers, fingers brushing across the vintage ring that once belonged to his grandmother. Perhaps he’s found the woman worthy of wearing it.

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[thatrandomsarahchick]

I think it depends on how corrupt those in charge are. If the old Fire Chief wasn't corrupt, then he'd want Danny in his place. If they were, then I'd imagine that they'd do event they can to stonewall his promotion.

So Danny would just keep getting more and more certifications until it's impossible not to give him the job.

When he finally gets an office, two of the walls are entirely covered in certifications.

Firefighting hadn't been the first job on Danny's list but it was surprisingly well suited for him. Toxic smoke and blazing fires were nothing to a guy who didn't need to breathe and could phase through anything after all. Plus it gave him a way to feel useful without catching the attention of the big bat himself. At least.... it was supposed to. But Danny supposes that ship has sailed considering Batman is standing in front of him at this very moment.

[thatrandomsarahchick]

Potential here for 'co-parenting' Gordon and Danny working together to help this duckling of a vigilante as he finds his feet.

Once one of them figures out his identity, they 100% pull Alfred into this. Bruce remains unaware, at least to start off with.

Danny figures out that Barbara is the new Bat-Girl and tells the Commissioner immediately. They know that she'll do this no matter what and so pretend not to notice her sneaking out. Alfred will let him know what she injured, and he suddenly becomes more vigilant of her whereabouts until she's healed enough to patrol again.

Danny becomes a sounding board for Robin when he's frustrated with Bruce's lack of emotional communication and a safe space to vent about anything.

Firefighting hadn't been the first job on Danny's list but it was surprisingly well suited for him. Toxic smoke and blazing fires were nothing to a guy who didn't need to breathe and could phase through anything after all. Plus it gave him a way to feel useful without catching the attention of the big bat himself. At least.... it was supposed to. But Danny supposes that ship has sailed considering Batman is standing in front of him at this very moment.