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haileygarciasunshine · 4 years ago

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Risks

Pairing: Kylo Ren x Fem!Reader

Written: February 22nd, 2021

Posted: February 22nd, 2021

Warning: Mentions of Partying, “Drink”

Word Count: 1,648

Summary: Being a commander for the First Order, the reader and Kylo develop a bond.

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Venturing down the corridor you were quickly greeted by your best friend.

“Y/N!” Your friend exclaimed, filled with excitement. “ Have you heard the latest gossip?”

“I can’t say that I have.” You shook your head slightly.

“Well, Rebecca from electrical has a thing for Jason garbage.” Furrowing your eyebrows together, you wracked your brain in an attempt to remember the people she mentioned.

“Uh-huh.” You nodded.

“They were seen at a party this weekend...”

Rolling your eyes, you continued your walk down the hall. For the most part, you had drowned out your friends' ramblings about another party you hadn’t attended.

“...And Jason kissed her! Needless to say, everyone knew why she had a hickey the next day.” She finished her story as she followed you into the elevator.

“Oh, yeah I suppose.”

“You okay?” She questioned facing you slightly.

You hummed in response, not taking your eyes off the numbers at the top of the elevator.

“There’s a party this weekend.”

Furrowing your eyebrows together in confusion, you glanced at her. “It’s only Monday...How is there a party this weekend already?”

She giggled. “Easily! You would understand if you ever came to one...” Her voice trailed off.

Shaking your head, you let out a frustrated huff quickly exiting the elevator. “I have to go.”

Not allowing her to respond, the elevator doors shut before continuing their journey.

You couldn’t help the frown that made its way to your lips. Being one of the commanders of the Supreme Lead had quickly become a very taxing job. One that caused you to miss important dates, or events you were invited to. You had thought your friends would understand the pressure you were under, but they just saw it as your excuse for not wanting to be in attendance at events.

“Ah, Commander Y/L/N.” General Hux immediately greeted. “I’m so glad you could finally join us today.” His voice laced with venom.

Groaning quickly, you knew the Supreme Leader had been in a mood already. General Hux normally took his anger out on you in cases like today, it was rare when a day passed that he didn’t.

“Sorry-”

“Well, get to it.” He spat not sparing a glance your way.

Rolling your eyes, you made your way over to your station. The bridge was filled with an awkward silence. Not one of your co-workers daring to speak a word.

The door opened signaling someone had entered. You already knew who it was without having to turn, just by the sound of his boots hitting the floor.

“Supreme Leader.” General Hux greeted.

“Hux.” He spat.

It felt like minutes had passed since you first arrived at the bridge, in reality, it was nearing the end of your shift. Frowning, you glanced at the clock seeing the time. You were so close yet so far to finishing your day's work. Shaking your head, you focused on the task at hand.

“What are you still doing here?” An unfamiliar voice questioned from behind you.

Gasping, you jumped. Whirling around, you were face to face with the Supreme Leader.

“S-Supreme-”

“Please, call me Kylo.” He spoke while holding up a gloved hand.

Nodding your head, you nervously cleared your throat. “I...I um I still have work to do.” Glancing around the bridge, you realized you were the only commander left working.

Seemingly satisfied with your answer, he pulled the chair out beside you before sitting in it. Your jaw was quick to fall slack at his actions.

“What?” He questioned with a raised eyebrow. “Is there something on my face?” Kylo reached a hand up as if to wipe his face.

“No!” You exclaimed, as your hand shot out grasping his wrist preventing his actions. “No.” You giggled nervously, quickly releasing your hold on him.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?” You challenged.

“Like...” His voice trailed off.

Sighing, you turned your attention back to your work. “I’ve...I’ve never seen you without your helmet.”

“Oh.”

Humming, you began picking up where you left off.

Kylo reached over, taking a hold of some papers before placing them in front of him.

“What are you doing?”

Chuckling, Kylo gazed at you. “I’m helping you.”

His response, took you by surprise leaving you at a loss for words.

As you sat beside each other, you were determined to get to know him, especially since you weren’t sure if there would be another opportunity to arise.

After that day, things shifted between you and Kylo. As time went on, the closer you and Kylo got to each other.

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Fidgeting with the top of your uniform, you exited your chambers. Glancing up, you were surprised to see Kylo leaning against the wall holding two to-go cups of coffee.

“What-”

“I figured you’d need your coffee.” He shrugged, pushing off the wall before standing in front of you.

“O-Oh. Uh, thank you.” You spoke, feeling fireworks erupt in yours.

“Of .” He responded, nodding his head.

Walking side by side, you stood at the elevator waiting for the doors to open. The conversation between you was light and airy. You were quick to realize just how much you missed your friends.

Stepping into the elevator, a small crowd of people filed in causing you to cozy up next to Kylo.

“S-Sorry.” You muttered, glancing upwards at him.

“It’s okay..” He spoke grinning at you. “Here.” He shuffled behind you, causing you to absentmindedly lean back into him, his chest pressed to your back.

Heat danced along your cheeks at the intimate position you and Kylo were in.

“Relax.” He whispered in your ear, as he wrapped his arms loosely around your shoulders while he was careful not to spill his coffee.

Nodding your head, you let out a content sigh molding yourself further into him.

Exiting the elevator, your hands brushed against one another while neither of you pulled away.

Walking into the bridge, you were greeted with prying eyes. Almost all of your co-worker's eyes were widened at the sight of you and Kylo. Turning to face him, you let out a shaky breath.

“I...I should get to work.” You motioned towards your area.

Kylo hummed in agreement, before turning to face one of the employees that needed his stamp of approval.

As the day went on, you noticed Hux wasn’t taking his anger out on you and had found someone new to direct it on.

Smiling slightly, you made a mental note to thank Kylo. Once you were finished with your work, the thought of finding Kylo had popped into your mind.

Standing up, you turned to leave the bridge only to be pleasantly surprised that Kylo was already standing by the door waiting for you.

Grinning at him, you glided towards him. “I.. guess I should thank you.”

“What for?” He questioned smiling down at you.

“For-”

“Y/N! There you are!” Your friend exclaimed rushing towards you and Kylo.

“Oh, I’ve been in here the whole day-”

“Yeah, I know, you’re married to your job or whatever.” She spoke, rolling her eyes. “Anyway, I wanted to invite you to my party tonight.”

“You’re throwing a party?” You questioned tilting your head slightly.

“Yeah, it’s gonna be a rager.”

You pondered your response for a minute. “I’ll go...Only if I can bring Kylo.” You spoke grinning up at the raven-haired man. His features were etched in surprise.

“Huh-”

Jutting your chin out, you brought her attention to the man in front of you.

“Oh... OH!” She exclaimed. “ S-Supreme Leader...I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you there.”

Kylo let out a chuckle at her response.

“Oh, of course. You’re invited too.” She spoke before quickly rushing out of the bridge.

Giggling you glanced at him.

“Well, we better get back so we can change.” You spoke leading him towards the elevators.

---

Exiting your room, you were once again greeted by Kylo leaning against the wall across from you. Taking in his appearance, you were surprised to see him in casual clothes.

“Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.” You grinned at him. He was wearing a pair of black sweat pants as well as a simple white tee.

“I could say the same about you.” He spoke mirroring your grin. “Shall we?” Kylo questioned as he offered you his arm.

Linking your arm through his, you didn’t have far to walk as you were a few rooms down from your friend.

Walking into the party, you immediately felt uncomfortable under the scrutinizing eyes of party-goers.

Feeling your mood shift, Kylo linked his hand with yours intertwining your fingers before he led you towards the drink area.

The stereo was blasting music as you and Kylo passed. The floor shaking slightly as the bass sounded.

“Thanks for coming with me.” You yelled over the music as you and Kylo stood in a corner.

Kylo smiled down at you. “Can...Can I try something?”

You nodded your head in response.

One of his large hands laced itself in your hair, while the other landed on your hip. Tugging you closer he closed the space between you. Leaning down he pressed his forehead against yours making your breath mingle together.

“Can I-”

“Yes.” You breathed out closing your eyes as his nose brushed against yours.

Fireworks erupted in your stomach as Kylo placed his lips on yours. The kiss was short and sweet. Your breath mingling together before you latched your hands in his hair tugging him in for another kiss. Sinking your teeth into his bottom lip, a groan emitted from his throat. The rumble he made could be felt in your chest, as he molded himself further into you.

Pulling away, you rested your forehead against his as you gazed at him. His eyes clouded by lust and admiration.

“Let's get out of here.”

“Please.” He breathed.

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asongofmanyfandoms · 5 years ago

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You woke up in the same room. You felt as if you had the most peaceful sleep in your life but you woke with a start. Your body seemed be ahead of the rest of you and it stood up suddenly.

You could hear a ruckus going on outside the cell or whatever it was you were locked in.

You ran to the door to listen and heard what sounded like a dog and electric squishy noises. From the small window in your cell you could see red blasts of light flying about. You couldn’t imagine what was happening out there besides some sort of laser point fetch game for dogs. One of the red lasers hit your door and it seemed to hit it with an actual force that let it unlock.

You took another look outside and saw a group of men in white knight suits running past. They clomped with every step. You ducked below the window and waited until you couldn’t hear their steps anymore.

When the hall fell back to silent you pulled the door open and looked down the hall being careful to be able to jump back in your room if needed.

There was no one down either side and you could see some sort of console down at the one side with what looked like bunker doors. Perhaps the exit?

You tiptoed into the hall and pulled your door shut behind you in case anyone were to come by and look. You stayed close to the wall with all of its divots and places to stick into in the even that someone ran past.

Your heart was racing and your mind was in panic not knowing what was going on. Had Earth been attacked by aliens or was the future or had you fallen into some sort of wormhole somehow like Interstellar? No idea and you were oddly numb to any of these possibilities you just knew you needed to stay alive and after that man had come by and threatened you, you doubted that you would live much longer in that cell.

You were just at the console when you heart softer footsteps running down the other end of the hall. You scooted into an alcove and leaned against the wall. The steps slid to a halt. You couldn’t see who it was and didn’t want to poke your head out risking being caught but you knew it was him.

He was still for too long, you knew he would come down and catch you. Giving your best you decided to go for it. You jumped out of your hiding and hit the big button on the console.

the hydraulics steamed and you caught a glimpse of him as he began running down the hallway. His face was shown and you could see his anger swelled up across it. You could see the door was going to close before he got to you and in your joy you smiled and flipped him off before continuing your venture into the unknown area. He grunted and yelled just as the barrier closed.

*Part 3 continuation of prior imagine ifs

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spottedlekkudancer · 5 years ago

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Same Heart

Chapter 3 - Fray

Sum: You are a colonel from the Battlecruiser Absolution now aboard Finalizer in an attempt to close a banking deal for the Order abroad. Not much has ever given you cause to seek a significant other before, however, when several people on the ship start taking a personal interest in you things may change. (Kylo/MattxReaderxHux)

Word Count: 2.5k+

Warnings: Language, Violence

Disclaimer: I am ignorant when it comes to the military. So if you notice any errors please inform me. If the BS doesn't bother you, all the better

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Hux’s office felt colder than the rest of the ship. It’s even black doonium walls closing in on either side of your consciousness. The vastness of space out the viewing port behind the ginger’s head was beckoning you, threatening to swallow you whole.

“(F/N)”

Biliousness hit you hard in your discomposure; you couldn’t remember the last time Hux had used your first name standing alone. Or if he had ever. Dread. The next words from him were ones not to be coveted: of this you were sure.

The general's lips were drawn into a tight, unforgiving line. He was the epitome of the Order’s refined system in every aspect. From the way he could make the most casual of clothes look like a uniform to the habit he had of bringing a sensation of foreboding into every private meeting. “Do you know why you are here?”

It was meant to be rhetorical. Like when a cop is stopping you in traffic. You both knew full well why you were sitting across from one another having THIS conversation.

“Shields are charged Ma’am! Bringing them online now.” From the control deck below a voice projected.

“No! Keep them down.” Your reply was swift and firm.

Mitaka stuck close to your side, doubting everyone of your calls. His nerves, considering Hux wasn’t around, were hanging on a thin wire. “I don’t know what you think those pilots are capable of, but they can't perform miracles. We are being fired upon. Whatever it is you are trying to do (L/N) it isn’t going to work.”

“Have a little faith, Lieutenant. I’m your superior for a reason.” The words were spoken with venom, you were getting quite tired of his admonishment of you.

Hux’s hands were folded over his desk, and he leaned in toward you over them. “You took a huge risk, (F/N). You completely ignored protocol. The justifications of which do not outweigh the cause.” His voice was too even. As if instead of being angry with you he was holding onto regret.

You gazed down at your lap, it was easier than looking him in the eye. “I know.”

This fleet was more than a mobile weapons platform, one just needed to know how to use it to its full potential. If you were successful, the lives of both sides would be spared. You waited, trusting your pilots to stick to the orders you issued. Zeta and Epsilon Tie squads were keeping a tight formation around Finalizer, fending off any approaching X-Wing fire. Your Bombers and Tie Defender were in pursuit of the rebel captain's ship. Not to destroy, but to capture. It wasn’t a large spacecraft by any means and you had to wonder why such a small envoy would drop from hyper space to attack now. The planet of Jakku beneath your orbit was a wasteland, and as such held no value.

They were nearing; F-005 had lured the rebels into a mindset of retreat. Z-938 blocking their route of escape just moments before. They couldn’t jump to safety now, not with your battlecruiser in their way and only one working engine. They were being herded into you like Nerf.

Once surrounded you ordered the end of the battle. The rebels would submit now with no other choice. It was time to show why you had left your shields down, and hopefully Mitaka’s insufferable whining would cease.“Engage Tractor beme.” You directed to one of the officers below, then engaged the Comm for flight control. “Good work men, bring them in.”

“Honestly (F/N), It’s calls like this that got you removed from the Navy in the first place. Taking charge when Ren and I were detained can be overlooked considering, however, recklessly leaving us open for attack will not be.”

“With all do respect General, damage sustained was minimal and there were no casualties. Now that we have them in custody -

Hux cut you off. “You apprehended one ship, on a hunch no less. A hypothesis that there is something they want on Jakku. To which now we have reports of two resistance X-Wing pilots landing planetside. If you had followed protocol: all would be eliminated, and there would no longer be a need to send out a ground squad to clean up after you.”

You hadn’t anticipated the absconder’s actions and understood the detriment that put on not only your name but Hux’s aswell. “Yes Sir, but now we can find out why they were here.”

“If a good reason at all. Perhaps they were passing through. This is difficult space to navigate.”

“Sir, If that was the case Protocol dictates that we need to imprison and interrogate any unidentified craft in our territory regardless. They gave no clearance codes. Moreover, they fired onto us first. That is a classic distraction tactic Sir! Does that not seem suspicious to you? If there is something on Jakku they want we need to obtain it first.” You nearly ran out of breath desperately trying to explain yourself. Taking a breath you sat back down in your seat, just now realizing you rose out of it for your vocal bombardment. “I stand by my decision, Armitage. I understand that you have to suspend me during the investigation, but you’ll soon see- I. Am. Right.”

Hux stiffened: jaw muscles tightening, eyes shifting from you to the door. You followed his gaze. Kylo was a silhouette in the gaping arch way. “For your sake Colonel, you best hope you are. Dismissed.”

You gave Hux a curt nod before leaving the two men in peace.

For days you waited. Not once seeing anything outside the bunk you were assigned to. An officer brought you your meals and a Stormtrooper stood outside your door at all times. Stars! If you didn’t know better you would have assumed you were the one under arrest. You soon discovered it was also pointless to ask questions to the little people you had contact with. They would either know nothing or keep their rumors to themselves. There were two possibilities for you now. One) You'd be dragged off ship to Court Martial without a word. Or Two) You’d be dragged back into Hux’s office without a word. The latter of which would be better. At least then you could return as a Colonel to Absolution.

You pondered vaguely what Hux’s excuse was to the banking clan. Would he pull in someone closer of equal rank to sit through the meeting? Would he have Zack sign in your place? Or was he just apologizing and asking them to wait for your “arrival”? Whatever the case, it didn’t really matter. What did matter was when they did come for you, several standard day cycles into your isolation, they did not ship you off of Finalizer.

Hux was far more tense during this meeting. Something you would have thought impossible before you witnessed it. After several minutes of formalities in explaining your release from suspension, what happened with the bank, and what would happen now that you were cleared from court martial he said something else that surprised you. You were right. Not that you doubted your assumptions at any time. An admission of Hux being in the wrong BY Hux was just so unlike him.

“Ren proved useful for once and managed to not only get where the x-wing pilots were headed, but took them down as well. According to Ren they are after a map of some sorts. The supreme leader is sure there will be another attempt to retrieve it, and wants us ready for that day.” Hux elaborated on his point instead of apologizing. Apologies were not his style.

You didn’t gloat. Pride overfilled your ego, but your face you kept neutral.

“And if it suits you Colonel, I’d like you to stay aboard Finalizer.” Hux cleared his throat, unfolding his hands and placing them on his lap in a more casual way. “Permanently. Someone will need to run this ship when I transfer to Starkiller. I can think of no one better but you.”

A knot of uncertainty rooted itself in your stomach. “Sir, as much as I’d love command over a dreadnought such as this one day. I don’t think I’m comfortable with that.” Only a week aboard and you had already experienced as many tumultuous situations as you would in a whole quarter aboard Absolution.

“I will grant you rank of Admiral.” It was a flat statement.

Eyebrows now knitted you considered his offer again. He would be putting you back into the Navy. This is what you wanted most. Admirals held less political pull than you did now, however, in all technicalities it was a parallel movement of power.

“Take the night to think about it (F/N).” Hux’s odd behavior had yet to cease but you nodded at his last statement before seeing yourself out.

As you exited the general's office you were greeted by a tall chrome clad warrior. “Evening Captain.” You nodded at her rigged form.

“And to you. Congratulations.” Phasma’s voice was filtered through the helmet she was never seen without.

You stopped short of continuing down the main corridor. “Congratulations?” You turned your body to face her more. Hux had told her before you of his plans? You hadn’t guessed they were that close.

“Did you not agree to the transfer then?” There was no genuine curiosity in her voice. From what you remembered of the Parnassoian she never gave much attention to anything she wasn’t directly involved in. She trained older stormtroopers, led ground commands, and spent her down time training or fiddling with electronics.

You brushed off the inconvenience of her knowing. She was not the type to gossip about it. “I haven’t decided.”

“You will accept.” Always so sure of herself. That bugged you. Could your decisions be that easily assumed? *** That morning you were awoken by a com call. Hux was wasting no time in hunting down your answer. When he said he would give you the night to think about it he truly meant just that. One night. One sleepless, tumultuous night. Your checked the time before replying; your body had only given into the soundness of peace a little over two hours ago. With a grone you picked up the com. “This is (L/N).”

“(F/N) be in my office at 0500 hrs.” Per usual his voice was like thick ice. Straight and unfeeling despite the use of your first name.

“Good morning to you too.” You scoffed away from the mic.

“(F/N).”

“Copy boss,” You interrupted yourself with a yawn. “I’m getting up now.”

Even though you had spent the whole night thinking of nothing else you had yet to come to a decision. Did you really want to stay on this ship with Hux and Ren for gods know how long just to propel yourself into a position you probably weren’t prepared for, or at the very least didn’t deserve? And why after all these years of animosity was Hux so eager to have you stick around? The whole situation didn’t sit right with you. However, there was this nagging pull in your gut pleading with you to stay. These instincts are the only thing that kept you alive for so long and you hesitated to ignore it.

A thought struck you while you were in the refresher. Why were you worrying so hard about being around those two? Neither of there were pleasant, sure, but they also had never harmed you directly. Moreover, they were LEAVING! It would only be a few months at most until Hux took charge of Star Killer, and Kylo was gone on missions around the galaxy so often you doubted you would see much of him. What could go wrong in that inturm? The sense of doom you were getting on the ship couldn’t be from them in particular. After all this would be YOUR ship. A Resurgent-class Star Destroyer! You couldn’t dream of having a better station. Well you could. There were a few ships better equipt or at least bigger than Finalizer, however, you doubted you would ever have the political pull to grasp one of those.

You threw on your last teal uniform and flew out the door. You would arrive early, confident in your new found prerogative. You. An Admiral. You had been daydreaming about this day for a decade. Not Captain. Not Vice Admiral. Admiral (L/N), command in prompt to Finalizer. *** The meeting with Hux went just as expected. As did the following week. Zach was promoted in your absence and after a short deal close was sent back to Absolution with instructions to have your things sent to you. You hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Matt or Kylo in the wake of it all and that seemed odd to you. It felt as if in your first few days that you couldn't escape them. And now they were both MIA. Avoiding me probably, you figured. You haven’t exactly left good impressions since your arrival nearly two weeks ago. In fact you noted that most of the bridge crew refused to make eye contact with you and whispered about you in the corners. You felt ostracized. But better to be tiptoed around then to face a mutiny. Or be walked over! That’s what your old Admiral use to tell you anyways.

He had called you the night of your promotion. A bittersweet moment. He obviously did not want you to leave his charge; nor did you truly want to say goodbye to him. Admiral Broste then demanded that when their paths cross again you would take his position on Absolution. Come his retirement he wanted to be sure his ship was left in good hands. You chuckled at this and agreed, brushing off the fact that for years Broste claimed he would never retire. “I’ll die in this chair, (F/N). Mark my bloody words.” He’d say to you every so often: grin and drink painting his face red with glee. You knew then that he meant it. He had no other life to go to outside of the military. That’s why you felt he joined the Order after the Empire’s fall.

Your firm opinion of this was soon to change. As Stirling and your other things were brought back to you, you found a note for the Admiral himself. Calligraphy with a stylus on flimsiplast no less. An extremely rare commodity, often considered a lost art by the wealthy and a waste of resources by the masses. You read it aloud to yourself and sterling in the private of your new chambers.

Tears welled in the corners of your eyes. You had no idea he was in such poor health and it made your heartbreak. Guilt clung to your stomach. Broste wasn’t your father, grandfather, or in anyway related to you. However, in you most private and meaningful moments the two of you shared names of endearment. He did practically raise you after all; in and out of the academy. Moreover, he had protected you for years. How could you have left him in such a time of need?

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revengeworld · 7 years ago

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Let the Past die. I

CHAPTER 1

Zombie Apocolypse AU

Kylo x Reader (+ Solo siblings)

Words: +1.900

Warnings: It is a Zombie AU so … Blood, Death, Angst and Gore will probably appear in every chapter. Somtimes more sometimes less. In this chapter there will be shooting in a school building so if this upsets you, please consider skipping this chapter.

AN: This will be a series and i hope to get a new chapter out each week atleast :) It is not exactly a Solo Triplet story because i like to experiment with them as brothers in different ages in my stoys. Hope you will like it none the less. I´m very excited to share this story, because i think Angst and Drama suits me better then Fluff, but we will see how much Fluff will end up in this aswell. Constructive critic is always welcome.

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Chapter 1 - Empty

It all happened unexpected and suddenly overnight. Nobody had suspected anything, no News in the Media, no weird attacks, no one ever thought that a think like the resurrection from the dead or the case of cannibalism would be happening in this area of time.

But the whole world seemed to have turned upside down in a matter of a few hours.

Now she was standing there, the blood of her parents splattered over her body, while the men who shot them presser her against his chest.

“Sweetheart, you are going to be late for school!” “I´m coming, Mom!”

She run down the stairs, pressing a binder against her chest and pulling the strap of her backpack over her shoulder.

“What took you so long?” “Sorry, I made sure that I have everything for my literature project.” while she patted the binder, she took one of the toasts that her mother had placed on the table.

“And don´t forget, come home after your club. We go out for Lunch for Dads Birthday.” “Yes Mom. I promise.”quickly making her way around the counter, after finishing her breakfast, kissing her Mother Goodbye and ruffling the ears of her old dog Benji.

As soon as she walked down the veranda, she almost run into someone. “Sorry...” a low voice mumbled, before the dark figure continued his path.

“No, i´m sorry...” she whispered shyly, knowing that he couldn´t hear her anymore. She knew him since she was little, since their family moved here when she was only 3 years old. He always seemed to keep to himself, his black strains of hair, mostly falling into his face hiding his dark eyes. Always covered in black clothing and rarely speaking.

The only thing the both of them had in common was their way to school.

When she finally arrived at the school, she was greeted by her friends who were already waiting for her.

It was a normal day, nothing out of the ordinary. They had a chemistry test in second period, Pizza for Lunch and nice giggle and chat after the school before they would need to go to their Clubs.

Walking through the halls , they all joked around carefree until a sudden announcement echoed through the halls and classrooms.

“EMERGENCY! This is not a drill! A violant disturbance has broken out on campus. There is an imminent risk of danger to participants and bystanders. For your own safety, please go into a building and take cover. If you are not in the Area, stay away. Follow instructions from school officials or local authorities. I repeat!”

The message repeated and the group of girls looked shocked at each other.

“Do you think this is a joke?” one of them asked scared and kept looking around.

“Didn´t you listen?! It´s not a drill.” another one hissed, but seemed just as terrified. “What should we do?”

Hearing tumult nearby, all of them started to panic. Y/n quickly rushed to the classrooms nearby and started to check and ruttle at the handles. “This one is open! Quick!!”

Looking over to her friends she noticed a small figure coming out of the boys bathroom.

It was a small boy, his dark brown hair standing up in all directions, his face pale and horrified.

She stopped in her tracks, quickly rushing to his side before down in front of him. When she saw his scared face she felt like it seemed quite familiar but couldn´t quite place it.

“Hey there, I know this seems all very scary right now but you need to hide with us, alright?”

For a moment he seemed relieved before but kept a safe distance.

“My Brother told me not to talk to strangers.” he mumbled shy. “That sa good advice your brother gave you, but at the moment ...” she got interrupted by her friends.

“Y/N come on!!” they shrieked in a panic. “One Moment!!” she shushed them and turned back to the boy.

“The how about we become friends? My name is Y/N.” “B...Ben...”

Smiling down at him she place a hand gently on his shoulder.

“See Ben, now we are no strangers anymore….” a sudden sound around the corner made them flinch and she quickly pushed him to the classroom her friends were waiting. “But we really need to hide now!”

For the most time it stayed quiet. No Announcements, a few footsteps here and there but they really wasn´t sure if they could consider this a good thing or not.

The five of them were sitting in a corner of the classroom, pressed together under the last table they hadn´t used to barricade themselves.

“Do you guys think somebody will still come for us?” one of her friends began to share her worrys.

Y/N who had her arms around Ben to keep him calm, looked angry at her friend. “Of course somebody will come for us!” she hissed quiet, but after a few hours they just knew it couldn´t be just a small incident.

When they suddenly heard Gunfire outside the room, they tried to cover their screams and Y/N instinctively covered Bens ears until the door was pushed open by a few police officers.

“Alright Kids, we are from the state police and will bring you home. Please follow us. Everything will be alright now.” while they slowly followed the officers outside, Y/N carried Ben to spare him from the sight of the chaotic school. Broken Doors and windows, bloody handprints on the walls and distant sound of gun fire.

Feeling the little boy shake in her arms, she only pressed him nearer.

“Don´t worry, they will get us home soon.” she tried to encourage him and felt his slight nod against her shoulder. When they left the building it was already dark outside.

“A Van will bring you home, pleas get in the Line for your district and follow the orders of the officials.

“Ben where do you live?” she asked him while setting him down, he quickly held onto her hand. “Fr...Frankly Street, in Brooklyn.” the small boy stuttered.

“Thats good! I live in the same street! Stay close now, okay?” with a worried look she separated from her friends and pushed through the crowed to get to the Van they needed.

“Ben? BEN?!” the dark haired boy, she had run to in the morning was pushing threw the crowd and quickly kneeling down to the boy. “Are you okay? You hurt?” he asked worried but Ben only smiled. “No, Y/N helped me out!” and she could hear the older brother mumble a thanks. “That´s good, Bud. Come on we need to get home.”

Before she couldn´t even say her goodbye, the older one suddenly laid his hand on her lower back.

“Our Van is this way.” he explained without looking at her. “Thanks...uhm” she mumbled and walked along them.

“Kylo...” he answered her unspoken question and helped her into the car. Placing Ben on her lap before he took the place beside her. “I´m Y/N...” “I know.” for a moment she wasn´t sure, if she really had seen a little smirk form on his lips.

Seeing the familiar road, Y/N heart felt a lot more at ease and couldn´t wait to meet up with her parents.

“Please remember, pack a few things, just the important things, clothes, food rations and make your ways to the city halls in less then an hour! Your familys will be safe there!” the driver explained again before he let them outside.

“Good Luck.” she heard Kylos deep voice beside her. “You too.” ruffling through Bens hair before she rushed to her house.

“Mom? Mom are you here?!”

Now that she was home, her body suddenly started to shake and she couldn´t keep her voice from breaking. “Mom? Dad? Anybody?” it was just a whisper that escaped her lips and for a moment she didn´t know what she should do.

Frozen in place, her body just wouldn´t move until she heard a small yelp from the kitchen. “Benji?” stumbling into the dark room a scream was caught up in her throat.

The floor was covered in blood, her dog laying there while someone was leaning over him. A shiver running down her spine while she heard the crunching noise coming from that horrible scene in front of her and she was sure she would never forget these horrible sounds.

“Dad what are you doing?!” Y/N found her voice back, even though it only came out as a shriek. Her fathers head snapped in her direction, only letting out a low growl showing of his blood smeared teeth.

Before she could properly react, her father had grabbed her shoulders and was throwing her against the wall with a bone shaking scream.

“Dad, please...” Y/N whimpered trying to catch her breath. Slipping on the wet floor she fell to the ground, trying to crawl under the table she felt someone grabbing her leg and pulled her back.

This was it, this was the end. At keast that was what she thought until a sudden loud bang halled through the kitchen.

Her ears started ringing, and she pressed her shaking hands onto them while she screamed. When she opened her eyes again, her fathers body was lying to her feet, his face mutilated by the bullet that went through it.

This was a nightmare, she just needed to wake up. Pressing her eyelids shut she started to hit her head. Wake up! Wake up!!

Someone grabbed her wrist and pulled them away from her face. “Hey it´s me!” her eyes shot up to look into the honey brown eyes from Kylo.

First she was relieved to see him until she noticed the rifle in his hand. “You shot him … you killed him you monster!” she screamed before hitting his chest over and over.

Kylo just let her, while he laid an arm around her. “You need to listen to me. We need to get out of here as quickly as possible.”

She only whimpered and shoved him away. “What is wrong with you?!”

“That wasn´t your Dad anymore! He was sick, it´s some kind of infection! It´s spreading and if I hadn´t come you would be one of this things to!” his voice grew louder and he wasn´t sure how hhe properly should explain it to her.

Both of them flinched when they heard a scratching noise on the door to the cellar. Even though it were just weird growls coming from it, she knew exactly who was behind it. Seeing the bloodied handprints on the lock, she knew her father had locked his mother away in it.

“Do you have any scratches or bites?” Kylo asked while searching her arms, legs and upper body. “N...no I don´t think so.”

Another hiss came from the door and lightly bangs started to reach their ears. Kylo bit his lip and stood up again.

“Cover your ears...” he mumbled. And without questioning it her hands slowly raised up before she stopped.

“Wait! What if there is a cure?!” she shout whispered clinging to his arm.

But as soon as her eyes met his again she knew the answer.

“I´m sorry...” Kylo whispered.

Tears started streaming down her face while she pressed her hands onto her ears, the loud shot sending shivers down her spine.

Looking to the ground were Benjis empty eyes looked up at her and she couldn´t stop her sobs anymore.

The only thing that she felt was emptiness. Not even noticing Kylos arms wrap around her.

NEXT CHAPTER - Starry Night

Tags: @renpublic @cryxlowrites @kylotopia

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showme-your-darkside · 5 years ago

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Never Be Sorry (Kylo Ren x Reader)

Read Previous Chapters Here: Home, When I'm With You, Don't Forget Me, Chosen, Welcome, Goodnight

Chapter Seven: The Nightmare

https://www.wattpad.com/879210954-never-be-sorry-chapter-eight-the-assistant

Tumblr doesn't allow me to post the entire chapter because it's too long (I think?), so PLEASE head to Wattpad and read this chapter :)

#kylo Ren #Kylo #Ren #Kyloxreader #kylo x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #new writer boost #star wars

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thejabberwokk · 7 years ago

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Found this in my google.docs

Its a train of thought thingie when i had a 6am breakdown

“Pain and sadness and deep cold. Desperation and creeping despair. Beating heart both too fast and achingly slow. The sick pit blooming simultaneously in the throat and in the and gut. Normal is no more. Exceptional is gone. Carefully constructed neutrality is a lie. Smiles lack depth. Eyes are haunted. Fighting tears and guttural sobs in the depths of night, ashamed and furious and defeated.Too tired to process any of it. Exhausted to the point of wakefulness. Distraction free but oh so scared of the minds whispering. Memories and phantom caresses torment. Remembered whispers and smiles breaking hastily erected barricades. The gentlemanly touch of skin, warmth flowing then it's gone. Cold and lonely in its wake. “

it works for my bitch ass mind, but also like.. every fandom I’‘m in.. so tagging the shit out of it... lol

#jabberwrites #jabberpersonal #personal #musings #solvellan #cullenmancer #kyloxreader #failed romance #angst #sadness #this is bittersweet #why couldn't i just follow my gut #why was i blind #coulda saved myself 6+ months of bull shit #oh well #i won our fav hangout #lol

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sorryisuckatwriting · 7 years ago

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Musical Beds

Warnings: a whole alots of profanity

Word count:1,082

(Y/N) had just finished her shift at the observation deck. Absolutely exhausted, she slapped her hand onto the scanner and let herself into her room. She groggily went into her kitchen and heated up some sort of synthetic meat mixture that the First Order supplied their lower officers with, since, by this time, the mess hall was most likely closed for the cycle. She scarfed the so called “food” and drug herself into her small bedroom. Not really caring about the whole “bedtime routine” thing, she fell face first onto the mattress. She groaned into the surface, when she felt a shifting next to her. She sleepily raised her head to investigate, to find that there was another body packed into her relatively small bed. Thinking that it was probably Mitika crashing in the wrong room (it had happened more than once), she got up and started shaking the mass, trying to wake up whoever was in her bed. “Taka! Taka! Get up, you’re in my bed again. Move!” A groan emitted from the mass, that definitely did not sound like the lieutenant. “Mitika?” Through the dark of the room, she saw the figure sit up and look directly in her path. A red light suddenly appeared, and would have sliced her in half, if she hadn’t jump aside in time. Commander Kylo Fucking Ren “Who the kriff are you and what are you doing in my bed!” “This isn’t your bed it’s mine!” It was too late for this shit. “Get out!” She yelled after him not moving. It was too late for this, honestly, if he were to kill her right now, she really wouldn’t give a womprat’s ass. The stranger looked around at his surroundings, and turned back towards her, light still on. He said nothing, and got up, extinguishing the red light, and picked something up, before hastily making his exit. “What a night.” She grumbled, pulling a hand down her face. Patting around the surface to make sure she was truly alone, she crawled on top of her bed and passed out —————— A few months had passed, and, again, she had a late shift. Grumbling various complains and curses under her breath, she reached her quarters and unlocked the door. She knew something was up when she found wrappers of some of her rations scattered around her “kitchen area”, which as literally a cupboard, a refrigerator,and a nuc. She was a surprisingly clean person, and the wrappers on her table, were completely out of wack. Again, thinking it was Mitika, she grumbled about her lost rations, she made her way back into her bedroom to tell him to get up. He’s paying for those rations Not even shaking him, she just yelled. “Taka get you ass up out of my room!” Then the same groan she heard those few months back sounded from the lump on her bed. “Commander!” It shot up, the red light showing again. “You’re in my room again sir.” She said a bit of a calmer tone, this time actually thinking about her job and her life. Same as last time, the figure looked around and realized that they were out of place. Again, same as last time, the light extinguished, picked something up from the ground, and made there exit. I’m never getting those damn rations. ————————— The next day, when she came back early for once to her quarters, belly happily full of The so called “food” they also serve at the mess hall, she happily put her hand on the scanner and walked in. She was going to go sit on her lounge and watch some holo, when she saw something on the table in front of the couch. It looked like… Some fucking rations. Surprising. She gathered them up, and put them in the fridge. She settled down on the couch, turned on the holo, and had a nice night. ————— Not even a week later, she came back to the same sight, wrappers on her table, and a lump on her bed. She sighed “Commander!” Same thing happened. He got up and left, leaving (Y/N) to herself. ———— Again, not even a week later, he was again in her bed. She figured that they were now aquatinted enough though these nightly events, that she just went about her routine, and curled up on the opposite side of the bed, facing away from him. ———— Why is my bed warm She woke up more, and squirmed a little, only to find that something was holding her down. And restricting She opened her eyes to find that she was lying on a clothed chest, and assumed that the something that was holding her down was actually someone’s arms. What the hell happened last night? She knew she hadn’t been drinking, so it couldn’t have been… Oh shit . . . She was cuddling with the unmasked face of the goddamn commander of the First fucking Order. This is bad. This is bad. He As carefully as she could, she gently tried to wiggle out of his arms, only to have them tighten around her. Great, just fucking great She tried again, this time, she heard a long sigh coming from below her. Kylo Ren was awake. She felt his arms automatically release her as he jumped to the other side of the bed. “What the hell are you doing here?!” He roared. This was the first time she, or possibly anyone on board the Finalizer had seen his face. He was surprisingly handsome, pale skin dotted with beauty marks, black wavy hair, large aristocratic nose, that complimented him, and big brown eyes, wide, staring staring at her, bewilderedly. “What the hell am I doing here?! How about what are you doing in my room commander?!” Kylo sputtered, trying to come up with a response, only to find, when he looked around to see that he was, in fact, in her room. (Y/N) crossed her arms and arched a brow. “I- you- again!” He yelled. He then again, picked up what she now say was his mask, and walked our of her quarters —————— The next night, again, she saw him in her bed. Though, this time, as if he sensed her presence (probably with the use of his ‘Jedi skills’ as Hux put it) he turned and lifted up the blankets, inviting her in. Once she settled, she felt his arms come around her, and pull her back against him. “Tell no one of this.”

#is this crack?#it might be crack #It probably also sucks because I wrote this in less than an hour #kyloxreader #kylo ren #kylo ren x reader #reader insert #star wars reader insert #star wars

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ohmababypoe · 8 years ago

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Sincere Lie

Word Total: 984…

Request: @suuny96 : Hi! I'm sick right now and I was hoping you could write an imagine with Kylo. Can you write one when the reader is sick and he spends the day with her and takes care of her? Thank you!

Pairing: Kylo x Reader

“Never save Ren, again”

You felt uncomfortable below the blankets, it was very hot and the sweat felt uncomfortable on your skin, you removed them and huffed, but shivered as the cold air surrounded you. You gritted your teeth as that sensation return, rolling you turned to your side and see your reflection on the dark shiny wall in front of you.

Your hair was a mess, it was everywhere, your face looked pale… not too pale, being on the ship without the sun upon your skin made everyone on the Destroyer look pale in comparison with the other human beings in the galaxy.

“Stupid, Ren” you whispered under your breath if it wasn’t for him being lost on that harsh weather and surrounded by snow; with that fatal wound on him, you would never have taken your coat to apply pressure to the wound. “Note: Take two capes always” you groaned, the sheet now felt like sandpaper upon your skin. Your throat was killing you and you could barely talk and breathing was the worst, the cold air on your room make your nose runny and well breathing through your mouth was not the most advisable option.

Your eyes were fluttering closed until the distinguishable sound of the door opening, “I am dying Hux if you don’t want to share the same faith. I’ll advise you, to go away” you covered your face with the heavy blanket and rolled your eyes below it. “Are you de─ Master Ren”

Red covered your cheeks, you gave him and blank stare and gulped. You flinched as the saliva passed through your throat. “I am sorry, Master I─” you closed your mouth as Kylo removed the black glove from his hand. “Master?” you questioned as you tilted your head, not comprehending what he was doing until his naked hand landed on your forehead. His hand was very cold against your hot skin.

“Was it necessary?”

You bite your lip, trying not to say something smart. Of course, it had to be necessary to put the damn cape on his wound─ “I can read your mind”

There was a hot sensation coming up from your neck, “I am sorry, Master Ren. It was you know─” you closed your mouth as Kylo took a step back and stood up in front of you. Was he gazing at you or he was thinking of how to send you back to the Supreme Leader. “Master Ren─”

With no word, Kylo Ren turned back and exited the room. “Love you too”

You counted 1654 sheep until the door whooshed opened again. You didn’t dare to look who was it or what it was. Maybe someone had noticed your absence, or more like General Hux had sent someone to make it a lot worse than it was. “You should take a bath”

Your head whipped to the direction of your door, you had heard that natural voice a few times. In front of you stood, Kylo Ren─ or what should you addressed him he didn’t have his helmet on. He looked uncomfortable as you. “I─ yes um… well… I─” why it make you so nervous when he looked directly straight at you, no façade to mask his eyes. There looked sad almost like. You shook your head and looked at Kylo. “I shall yes, sorry”

You were coming out of the shower trying to remove the excess of water out of your hair. “I brought you something to eat” you dropped the white towel, mouth and eyes were wide opened looking at the different arrangement of food on the small table in the middle of the room. “I didn’t know what food you like”

“Thank you”

You sit there not knowing what to do, he sat across you looking at you. You smiled at him and then looked down, that was what you had passed doing the last five minutes. Was there something on your face? You wanted to touch your face but that would be weird─ “There is nothing on your face”

You glanced at him and frowned. “Can you not─”

“Sometimes you’re insufferable”

“Me? You’re the one that randomly kissed me”

Silence, you bite your lip; of course you had never asked him why the sudden kisses when he was not wearing his masks. Maybe it was that time of vulnerable moment, you were a woman he was a man… or maybe… you shook your head and glanced at him. “I am so─”

“Eat before it gets cold” Kylo said in a cold tone, you flinched but say nothing reaching for the closest piece of food in front of you. Your throat still hurt but at least the pain was bearable to eat your food. “The medical droid say to drink this beverage, it would make your throat feel better”

You almost jumped out of your seat, you never understand how Kylo sneaked behind you. His arm brushed your cheek that immediately turned red. Why the sudden attention? Was it because he was thanking you for saving his life? Well it was your job, you were a Knight of Ren; it was your responsibility. You stopped in your tracks as Kylo sat and glanced at you again. “Can you not”

“I didn’t read your mind”

“Not that, it just that─” How could you tell him, he’ll destroy your room if you tell him to stop staring at you.

“A sincere lie”

“A what?” You questioned taking a piece of the purple fruit. “There is not such as a sincere lie?”

“There is,” Kylo said putting his elbows on the table and put his hand on his hand looking at you.

“No, a lie is a lie” You said removing the weird texture from the purple fruit. “Tell me one, then. I bet you there is no─”

“You’re beautiful, that’s why I stare at you”

You blushed and you glanced at Kylo. “What?”

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vamprisms · 7 years ago

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rian johnson removes his face like a mask in scooby doo...underneath: is joss whedon

#i would have fotten away with it too if it werent for the writer of my fave kyloxreader fic #this is wired

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haileygarciasunshine · 5 years ago

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Night Terrors

Pairing: Kylo Ren x Reader

Requested: Yes!🥰😍😋❤️

It was often hard to believe that you and the Supreme Leader Kylo Ren were dating. Sometimes it felt too good to be true. When you were alone, he was a different person, much kinder, sweeter and dare you think, even sweet.

For as long as you could remember, you’ve suffered from ‘Night Terrors’. Every night it was the same routine. You’d go to sleep only to wake up to tears streaming down your face, while shaking uncontrollably. They hadn’t effected your work until recently. You worked in the Bridge center along with Kylo and General Hux.

Kylo had learned you were force sensitive as well, he often used that to his advantage especially in the work place. Today, was already a rough day. Hux, decided to bury you in weeks worth of paper work, with the deadline being set for tonight. This earned a frustrated groan from you.

“What are you still doing here?”

Jumping at the sudden voice, you turned to scowl at the intruder. Your expression softening, when you realized it was Kylo.

“Hux, gave me a bunch of paper work that he wants to be done by tonight.” Frowning at the thought.

“Well luckily, you’re talking to the only other person who can void your paperwork.” He said softly holding out his hand for you to take.

“But-“

“But nothing. Come on. Let’s go.”

Knowing you weren’t going to win, you huffed in fake annoyance, reaching for his hand only to be caught off guard by the tall man hugging you sweetly.

It was moments like these that you wished you could freeze forever. After a few minutes, he kissed the top of your head taking your hand, and leading you back to your chambers. It was only a couple doors down, from his.

After a while, you both unintentionally created an after work routine together. Together you would head to your chambers after work, he would often change into sweatpants and a fitted tee, you would also change into something more comfortable, which would ironically be similar to what Kylo would wear, considering you would be wearing his clothes.

Once, you realized the routine you had made Kylo a space in your chest drawer in your chambers. It was filled with sweatpants, fitted tees and a sweatshirt. He always secretly admired how you looked in his clothes more often than not he thought you looked better in his clothes than he did.

After your routine, you would eat dinner together and watch some “Earth Shows” as Kylo called them. Tonight, was a Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows kindof night. Kylo has been watching the Harry Potter trilogy with you, it hadn’t been your first time watching or even your first time rewatching them. He would never tell you, but he wasn’t a fan of Harry Potter. But, he couldn’t help but want to watch them with you, knowing they were your favorite movies. He loved how much you lit up just talking about them.

The routine tonight was a little different, but Kylo couldn’t put his finger on it. Usually, you both would cuddle on the couch either spooning, or you would be on top of him. Tonight though, you had fallen asleep with your head on his thigh. He didn’t mind though, taking the opportunity, he ran his fingers through your hair admiring your soft unspoken beauty. Your features, were soft and relaxed, something be wished he could offer you more of. Looking at the clock, it was now midnight. He knew that he needed to go back to his chambers and try to sleep.

Kylo maneuvered so he could stand up without disturbing you. He thought you were at peace, and having sweet dreams. Little did he know, of the horrors that lerked behind your eye lids. It was one of the only things he didn’t know about you. Tucking you into bed, he made his heisty get away.

Once, Kylo had gotten into his chambers, he was greeted with unwelcoming feeling, something he could never get used to. Your chambers seemed to always have a warm welcoming feeling to it. He decided he would make a mental note for now.

Entering his bedroom, he quickly snuggled under the covers. Desperately, wishing you were next to him to keep him warm and snuggled. That was something he always missed every night. By now it was it was already 2:30am. It was going to be a long day, letting out an agitated sigh. He couldn’t sleep. Making his way to the living room, maybe he could watch one of your favorite “Earth shows,” to pass the time.

There was an odd feeling that he could sense coming from you. It was something he often felt but wasn’t sure what to make of it. Today, however he was overwhelmed with the feeling of being terrified. As soon as he realized it was coming from your room, he bolted out of his chambers down to yours, lightsaber in hand.

When, he realized there was no threat he put his lifesaber down on your nightstand. It wasn’t until he saw your confused saddened face that he put it together. Night Terrors.

“It’s okay my love. Come with me.” He cooed while maneuvering to pick you up bridal style.

“Kylo! I can walk!”

“I know baby. Just let me take care of you for once.”

Placing you on the left side of his bed, he moved to his normal side of the bed which was closer to the door. He moved so that he was on his side facing you, and you were on your side facing him. Taking his chance, he brought his hand up to your face lightly running the back of his fingers up and down.

“Do you want to go back to sleep? I could make you some tea if you’re up for it?”

His hospitality caught you off guard.

“No, honey. I’m okay. I just want to cuddle with you.”

Nodding, he pulled you on top of him, head pressed to his chest, so he could run his fingertips up and down your back to soothe you.

“Move in with me.”

“What?”

“Most of your stuff is here anyway.” He hesitated, running a hand through his hair before continuing, “I want to protect you, even from dream villains.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’ve never been more certain in my life.”

Pushing your self up, you placed a chaste kiss to lips in which he returned. Smiling happily at each other you responded, “Okay.”

“Okay.”

There was a long pause.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Kylo.”

Resuming your previous position, the warmth of your conversation, and exhaustion took over. It wasn’t long before the both of you were snoring snuggled messes.

Kylo’s, alarm was suddenly blairing, waking you both up.

“Goodmorning, Beautiful.”

“Goodmorning, Handsome.”

You and Kylo decided that you should spend the day moving in the stuff from your chambers, to his chambers. He didn’t tell you but once he got to the bridge, he ordered a couple Storm Troopers to help you. He hadn’t heard General Hux come in, and he wasn’t all too pleased with what he had to say.

“Oh my god. You’re in love.”

Kylo didn’t respond as he force flung Hux against the bridge wall without even bothering to move a muscle. He was thankful for deciding to wear his mask today, since his comment made he smile and make a blush spread across his cheeks.

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thedepthsoffandomminds · 3 years ago

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A kyloxreader fic ----what if Rey and Kylo didn't love each other. Reader was Ben Solo's best friend and training to be a jedi with him. She chooses to go with Kylo when he turns to the dark side.

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You watch as Luke steps into Ben's tent, fear filling every part of you. Your body is frozen in place as he destroys everything. Around you, young Jedi padowans are running in fear, hiding where they could. Luke Skywalker drops to his knees on the ground, Ben stepping up to him.

"I have failed you, Ben."

The young Jedi raises his light sabre.

"Ben?" You say, just loud enough for him to hear. His eyes snap up to yours.

"We should go." You point to a small transport ship just outside of camp. He nods and moves toward you. You place a hand on his arm, and he walks to the ship. Luke turns to you.

"You as well, y/n?" He asks broken.

With a sigh, you say, "There is good in him, I cannot let him go alone." A tear falls from one eye as you turn away from your teacher.

Space was cold; you had always hated travelling between worlds.

"Where are we going?" You ask.

"I'm not sure yet. I need to find my grandfather. I think perhaps Endor. It is where his body was burned. I may be able to get his spirit to come to me." He looks up at you with sad eyes. You place your hand on his shoulder.

"Okay." You give him a small pat on the shoulder before moving away to the back of the ship. Falling on to one of the long cushioned benches, you close your eyes. You hope you'll fall asleep. No sleep comes as your mind replays the events. You are happy at least that Ben had not hurt anyone.

Ben walked back to you.

"We will be on Endor in few minutes." He says.

"Already?" You sit up.

"It's been hours since we left. You've been asleep. I didn't want to wake you." He replied shyly. You place your hand on his arm once more, and his hand comes up to cover yours.

"It's going to be okay, you know?" You whisper.

You had both known Luke's rules about attachment, yet neither of you had been able to deny the affection you both felt. Keeping yourselves close as often as you could, though it had gone no further than hand holding by this point. Ben lent into you, laying his head on your shoulder. The warmth of his body covering you.

"Thank you for coming with me." He says quietly.

"You've been hearing your grandfather in your dreams for years now. If Luke had listened to you just once, he would have understood."

"He was going to kill me."

"I know." You stroke his hair out of his eyes.

The ship used its automatic pilot to land on the forest outskirts. You pulled a waxed poncho from a cupboard in the communal area and followed Ben out onto the humid planet. To your surprise, it was quiet, no birds, no small creaters, and definitely no ewoks. You remember leia saying they were a secretive species and could easily be watching your every move without alerting you.

The walk to the Jedi shrine was short; a small brick dome had been erected in a clearing. It took both young and Ben using the force to move the boulder at the entrance. Your force speciality was elemental fire, so you easily lit the lamps around the room. Three statues had been erected. Master Yoda on the right, Obi-wan Kanobi on the left and in the middle stone eyes stared down at you. Ben moved forward, crouching at his grandfather's stoney feet. You had ever seen Aniken Skywalker's face, only the mask of Darth Vader. Ben was holding the chard mask in his hands, all that was left of the man. Feeling, now, uncomfortable with the great Jedis staring at you from behind their stone tombs, you excuse yourself and return to the ship.

Curling your legs underneath yourself, you knelt on the floor of the communal room, closing your eyes to meditate. Luke was always trying to get you to meditate, always trying to calm your hothead. It had taken a long time after he found you for you to understand why he wanted you and to stop hating your parents for giving you up. Your mother was once a Jedi, or at least she was force sensitive and had taught herself how to manipulate it. Just enough that her daily life is easier. Giving you up had not really been an option when her powers were discovered; you were both taken from your home. The Empire, what was left of it, had wanted to use her.

They discarded you as nothing more than simpleton until Luke found you. Or rather, it was Ben who found you. As they walked together on the broken moon of Aleen, Ben spotted you. His mind found me first, then Luke's. Their eyes, gentle and full of hope, told you to trust them.

In your meditation, you watched the memory's of that day over and over until a hand touched your shoulder. You ipen your eyes and look up at Ben Solo.

"My grandfather spoke to me. I know where we must go."

Part 2

#star wars #ben solo #kylo x reader #kylo x y/n #kylo ren #luke skywalker #jedi knight #sith empire

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elmidol · 2 years ago

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I know people are still reading KyloxReader on Ao3, but are the comment counts down for everyone?

#Pondering

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spottedlekkudancer · 7 years ago

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Same Heart

Chapter 2 - Onslaught CH1

SUM: You are a Colonel from the Battlecruiser Absolution now aboard Finalizer in an attempt to close a banking deal for the Order abroad. Not much has ever given you cause to seek a significant other before, however, when several people on the ship start taking a personal interest in you things may change.(KyloxReaderxHux)

Word Count: 4000+

Warnings: N/A

The next morning came swiftly: sleep having taken you out like a highly trained assassin after retiring to your room. You had the day off but your body’s internal clock wouldn’t allow you to sleep in. So the next thing on your mind was your ever growling stomach. Typically you would just have your provisions brought to your quarters, however, as a guest on this ship you would have to dress in your uniform and go to the cafeteria again.

After grabbing your own tray you stood awkwardly in a corner of the dining area, scanning the tables for your Lieutenant. You previously sent him a message asking if he had already eaten and if not if he would share the meal time with you. Eating with Zack was better than eating alone with all trooper and grey coats’ eyes on you. You spotted him quickly: he already had taken a seat with an unmasked stormtrooper and to your surprise Matt the radar tech.

Zack gave a quick smile to you as you sat down next to the trooper, filling in the square. He was already deep in a conversation.

“Ridiculous, where do you get this stuff man? Are you like in love with this guy?” The trooper gave a short laugh: his unshaven double chin giggling with his own delight. “Why don’t you give him a kiss for me, huh?” Zack chuckled at this as well, Matt on the other hand seemed very unamused.

“What are we talking about?” It was a strange thing to hear when you were just engaging the three men.

“Matt over here wants to bed Kylo Ren.” The heavy man pushed the food on his tray around. You noted his ID number, he was part of the 501st Legion.

Zack was the one to answer next. Clearing your confused expression. “Ignore Tim, Colonel (L/N), He’s just teasing. Matt here was telling us some of the things his friend knows about the Commander.”

“We’re off duty, Just (F/N) will do for today.” You corrected, then immediately turned to Matt. His face was hot with anger. “What things? I’d like to know.”

“Uuugh here we go.” Tim groaned with his mouth full. You shot him a look of discontent and he momentarily turned his attention away from you and Matt to talk to Zack.

Matt’s hands slid off the table into his lap. “Why do you care?”

His tone was one you did not desire when someone addressed you, but he was upset. You were letting a lot of things you would normally reprimand go on the Finalizer. “For a better understanding of our Commander maybe. Maybe I just want to be included in a friendly back and forth. Take it however you like.”

Matt straightened in his seat. “Well how do you feel about him?” He turned the conversation on you first, some of the animosity he carried leaving.

“I know nothing about the man. Therefore, my opinion is null.” You took a few bites before continuing. Matt wasn't going to speak again until you answered him. “But if you must know: I feel like he is a loose canon. Or at the very least needs to find a coping method for his feelings other than hurting the things and people around him. I guess it would be understandable if they insulted him directly, but

I mean we are all on the same side here. Do you not agree?”

The way his brow knitted gave away that he in fact did not agree. He glared you down for a long intense moment, drawing the attention of Tim and Zack. Without any body language to warn you he shot up out of his chair and swiped his arm across the table. Successfully knocking everyone’s trays to the floor. He didn’t once brake eye contact with you as he left; his nostrils flaring with every breath.

For a moment you were stunned. Zack’s voice was the one to break your empty thoughts. “(F/N)?”

You connected gazes with him and then back down at your tunic. It was splattered with your unfinished breakfast. “Well. Guess I’ll be leaving too.” You brushed a piece of grey protein matter off your shoulder.

As you departed the other two men shared a shrug and returned to the mess hall’s buffet.

After a brief refresh and change of clothes you checked your data pad. There was a new message from one of the many officers. They were requesting your presence in the room Kylo had destroyed the night before; wanting a verbal and written witness statement. The latter of the two was easy, you had typed it out before leaving the scene and all you had to do was forward it to the officer in charge.

When you arrived two petty officers greeted you. You immediately noticed the back end of Matt. He was on all fours with his head stuck in one of the damaged panels. You mindlessly answered there 101 questions as you watched him work. He really had no idea what he was doing and you wondered where supervisor was.

“Thank you for your time Colonel.” The female officer nodded to you as she and her partner left.

Time. Time was all you had today, and time meant boredom. Boredom lead to bad decisions on your part. Like the one you were making right now: to go and talk to Matt again. You couldn’t put your finger on why you kept torturing yourself; approaching the man had yet to be a pleasant experience. Maybe it was the way that baggy uniform was trying to hide that more than perfect butt of his that got you to stick around just now. He did have it so perfectly on display for you.

That was a wildly inappropriate thought. You scolded yourself.

“What up Matt.” You made an attempt at sounding like the stormtrooper that kicked his wrench yesterday. His reaction was better than you anticipated, apparently your impersonation was good. He jolted up, hitting his head hard on the metal encasing he hovered between. He grunted and rubbed at the spot, pulling himself out slowly this time. “Whoa, hey you okay?” You leaned against to equipment next to him.

Every line in his face grew deep with a frown. “What do you want? Don’t you have something better to do?” Kylo wasn’t the least interested in making eye contact with you. Still all he felt was your stare burning into his head. You insulted him to his face, unknowingly at that, but nevertheless. If he looked at you now he might do something he couldn’t take back. He wasn’t just ready to blow his cover.

“Nope.” You said with plane cheerfulness. It was unprofessional, but so was everyone else besides Hux on this ship.

“Go bother someone else. I’m busy.”

You rolled your eyes at his dismissal, you were getting use to the rude way he rejected you. “You’d be less busy if you blunted that red and green wire and disconnect the TMA strip.”

He halted his movements.

“I mean you are trying to turn all power in this room off safely so it can be replaced right?” You watched carefully as the man nodded. “Good well then you will need these.” You squatted to his level and handed him a pair cable strippers, and then pointed to a thick red and green striped wired deep in the computer’s box. “Remove about two inches from the end.”

He took the pliers from you. “Why does a Colonel know how to do this?”

You smiled glad he was taking interest. “It’s not like i was trained in it. I just pride myself in my droid building skills. Not hard to figure this out from that. Same mechanics.”

“You have built a droid?” there was disbelief laced in the question.

“Well no. More like re-built. I have a B1 battle droid I use as an assistant waiting for me back on Absolution.”

The frown he carried faded and his shoulders started relaxing. “Clone War era. Why even bother with something so out of date?”

“Well Her programing isn’t out of date. I change it periodically.” You handed him the next tools he would need.

“Her?” It was an odd thing to address a droid as, especially a B1.

“Oh yes, I installed a RTS model translator chip. It was a surprise to me too when it influenced a feminine personality. So I ended up changing her name from Bucket to Sterling.”

“Sterling?”

“Ya. I had her painted a shiny gray. That sandy brown never was appealing to me, and almost every thing from that era comes in it. I also equipped her with k-FM top 40 droid music and a YYTW-c4 program that allows her to play orchestral music. She really seems to enjoy singing while cleaning.” You rambled on about Stirling. Even if he wasn't actually interested you jumped at any chance to talk about your accomplishment with her. She was the closest thing you had to a friend and you had worked so hard and long on getting her just right.

Kylo still wasn’t looking at you, but he could feel your aura light up with elation as you went on about the stupid droid. “It’s a B1 and you have it cleaning?”

You scoffed. “Come on, let's be honest. Those battle droids weren’t very good at fighting. Their whole shtick was to come in overwhelming numbers and hope they shot their target. But Stirling does still carry a hand blaster. I gave her a DC-17.”

That was something else old enough to be a collectible. “What’s with all the ‘rise of the Empire’ shit. Are you obsessed with that era or something?”

You scratched the back of your head thinking. No one had asked you that before. “I wouldn’t say Obsessed. But ya, kinda. I guess this huge fascination with droids and old tech stuff came from my love for Darth Vader. I heard once as a child that he built a droid and was good with fixing things before he became the infamous inquisitor. Since then I wanted to build a companion of my own.”

That one caught Kylo completely off guard. “Darth Vader?” He stopped working, anger melting away enough to watch you instead.

You were looking up at the ceiling, in a day dream like haze. “Don’t get me wrong. As much as I admire him I know I could never be anything like the man. I’m no force user, but just the sheer power and restraint he had over others and himself. It’s awe inspiring, ya know?”

Perhaps you weren't as bad as he originally thought. Kylo figured you at least had good taste in this matter.

“Matt! You done with that box yet!?” The brass voice of Matt’s supervisor interrupted your train of thought. She had come around the corner and into the room.

“Almost ma’am” He spoke through gritted teeth, not at all trying to hid his loathing for the woman.

You took a step forward. “That’s my fault. I have been providing a distraction with questions about the extent of the damage.” You passed her. “Excuse me.”

“Of course Colonel. Not a problem.” She sounded less irritated with your excuse for Matt.

Now the question of what to do next stood. You didn’t want to go and just sulk in your room, nor did you want to go to a common area. Making friends wasn’t something you enjoyed. Too many years of “professional relationships only” being beat into you. You wished you were aboard Absolution and able to do real work. Work was your only purpose in life.

A thought struck you. Perhaps with permission Hux would allow you to do more under his command, as if this was a short term reassignment instead of a business visit.

Hux was where he always was: the bridge; his choses team of Lieutenants bustling around with his orders. You decided on at least trying to be pleasent with him. You catch more bees with honey than vinegar, after all. “General, Sir.” You called from the rear observation deck. “A moment of your time, please?” He excused himself quietly from the subordinate to oblige you. When he got close enough you continued with your request in hushed tones: feeling that if you came off more abrasive like you usually did he might say no. “Sir, may I be short with you?”

Though at times you could have blunt or snarky comebacks they were never directed towards him. You were always to speak in a roundabout or elegant way even when upset with him. So naturally the question peaked his interest. “Is this about Ren?” He wondered if the bloody Knight had insulted you again or even attacked you. The man’s rage was predictable and more so, worthy of a complaint. You shook your head negatively. A small wave of relief for Hux. “Then I don’t see why not.”

“Sir, I’m not use to down time. Do you have anything you’d like done that you-yourself can not attend to at the moment?”

Hux didn’t even take a moment to think. He had a long list of tasks every day that he couldn’t delegate to the officers under him. But a Colonel, he could use. “How do you feel about carrying out discipline?”

“Anything will do Sir. I don’t mind being the ‘bad guy’.” This was true. It had bothered you when you were first assigned to such things, but that faded quickly. The first Order was already viewed as a monster among most of the galaxy. So a few more handfuls of people was little more than a nuisance.

Hux was pleased. “I’ll send you a list. Sergeant Tolle will need a shuttle prepared for him. He is to be demoted and shipped out to Solken3 Base. The others are minor offenses and you may deal with how you wish.” He waited for your acceptance.

Whatever Tolle did must have been serious. Solken3 was a wasteland where the Order sent people they wanted to forget about. “I’ll have it done by next meal Sir.”

Without delay you set upon completing this small mission: first preparing transport for Tolle, next sending troopers to Tolle’s dorm to pack his things for him while he was working, then issuing the appropriate documents to Solken3, and finally several hours later- when all your ducks were in a row- pulling the Sergeant out of duty to give him the bad news. Naturally he wanted to argue the sudden change, but you would hear none of it. If you needed too you would have a pair of troopers escort him to his ship. He knew this and the arguing didn’t last long.

Taking care of the others was far more simple. Some you sent to reconditioning, others to janitorial duty on the lower levels for the rest of the standard quarter year. More often than not Hux would have pulled them into the training room very nonchalantly and pitted them against a fighter far superior than them, or simply instruct a group of guards to beat on said individual. This however, never sat right with you. It was something he picked up in his youth and never grew out of. Knowing his father Brendol like you did you weren’t surprised by the development of man’s behaviour early on. You grew up knowing only this Hux and you use to wonder if Armitage was ever innocent and kind.

It was when you reached the last person on your list that you had your first bit of real trouble with the task at hand. You were under the impression going into the conversation that this would be the easiest of the lot, that’s why you saved it for last. Yalhem, a petty officer, had failed a block sweep. There was no contraband found in his bunking, but it was unusually untidy. You figured a verbal slap on the writs would be enough to satisfy everyone.

Apparently not.

“If this happens again you will face consequences. Do I make myself clear?”

Kylo overheard you chiding the younger officer. Your tone was the same you used with him the night before and this made his blood run hot. He dropped his previous thoughts on what he was doing and went to follow the clear authoritative reprove. After tuning corners he found you. Comparatively to him you were small and he found any other though of you was incorrect. Literally beneath him. You were petite, inconsistent, and annoying with the way you thought you could run things.

This was the third time he saw you trying to make your presence hold some meaning other than a paper lackey known. Kylo was having none of it. Your place was behind a desk; not berating and chastising every one of his subsidiary workers, including himself.

“(L/N)” his long legs made for determined strides, stepping in between you and the officer he did not know the name of. He pushed you by the shoulder back some making every inch of his incorrigible towering frame vividly menacing. “Three people on this ship have the power to dictate over these men. You are not one of them.”

“Excuse you?!” This was the last straw with him. For too long he had shown disrespect to you. “I have the sovereignty to do as I see fit at anytime.” You couldn't help but think about why this guy was always around at the worst times. Yalhem started slithering away slowly, far more frightened than you were by the brute in front of him.

“No, you need to mind your place!” spit flew out of the enraged man’s mouth. Whipping out his saber and cutting you down would be an easy thing for him right now.

You crossed your hands over your chest and lowered your voice. Something you had picked up when dealing with aggressive men on the daily. If you stayed the calmer of the two, the more likely you were to come out the victor or an argument. “Maybe you should take a hard look in the mirror techie. You aren’t one of those ‘three people’ either.”

Techie. Matt. Kylo was still in his radar technician clothes. His realization of the mistake came too late, he would have to continue to lambaste you for the sake of pride.

“Matt. I don’t know if you think you have some kind of special place here because of your elegend relationship with the Commander, but no amount of favoritism is going to spare you from my hand. You are just as insignificant to me and everyone else on this ship as a pile of Wampa pie.” You made an obscenely disgusted face, emphasizing the offel nature of the beasts’ excrement.

Kylo, or rather Matt was fuming. Now at both you and himself. “At least I am not called on half way across the galaxy to sign an otherwise worthless document.”

You opened your mouth to speak but in an instant of realization were struck with awe. A brief recovery. “How do you know that?” It was not announced to anyone what you were here for, for all anyone under Hux knew you could be a new permanent. You shook this off too, returning to your upbraiding. “Never mind. Weather you like it or not I AM your superior, and will not be spoken to in such a way.”

“Funny, You haven't corrected me on it before. I thought you liked it.” Through gritted anger his words were thick with sarcasm.

“Oh yes supper funny.” You came back dropping the higher ground to match the derision he gave. “As funny as it will be to watch you clean the sweat off the training room floors every night for the next standard half year.”

Kylo pointed an accusing finger. “You still don't get it. No one gave you the right to-

“Hux gave me jurisdiction over punishments while i'm here. And I’m positive you wouldn’t speak to him like this.” Your argument had turned to one resembling siblings or an old married couple. Too full of himself to back down, both feeling everything they said was the work of a god.

“You’d be really fucking surprised princess-

A chime came from the tablet in your arms. You held up a finger to hush Matt and surprisingly it worked. Though as you were looking down at the notification you missed the fact Matt received a message too.

Return to the bridge.

It was from Hux. “Speak of the devil.” You murmured. You didn’t bother engaging Matt again. He only lead to more trouble.

Kylo’s message on the other hand said something for more pressing to him and wouldn’t be able to keep up the fight if he wanted to.

The Supreme Leader has called. Where are you?

You snatched the com from Mitaka, glaring him down into submission. “Lieutenant, patch me into the main Hangar now!”

This time he does as you say, clicking away on the control panel at your hip. He gives you the nod to go.

“Flight Control. This is Colonel (L/N). I need six standby fighters, Zeta and Epsilon squads, launched to execute Tango-Delta-48.”

A staticked voice links back to you. “Uh.. Sir? This is Flight Control, Hangar one is locked down until

“That is an ORDER Officer.” You cut him off, well aware of the excuses.

“Yes Sir, right away.” His speech is hurried this time. “All stations get ready for a draft we’re opening the shield doors. On my mark. Ten. nine. Eight...”

When you had arrived in the main hub of the ship Hux wasn’t be found. Instead you were greeted by a very disgruntled Mitaka. For nearly a half hour the two of you exchanged small talk while waiting for the general to return. Then something unusual happened. An officer called out that resistance ships were pulling into your quadrant from hyperspace. The kind of ships were yet to be determined, however, that wasn’t to be analyzed now.

The ability to assess and determine the details of a situation make the Order’s elite revered and respected as vigilant guardians of maintaining peace and justice over their respective systems. In these situations careful coordination and patience between man and machine is imperative to the success of a mission. That’s why you lept into action. If Hux nor Kylo was around to give orders you’d be sitting ducks.

Mitaka was quick to advise otherwise, even going as far to say he would give commands in Hux’s wake. This was unacceptable. He had no Navy or Army command training. Once this point was firmly made he had little left to argue with.

As the rebel group drops out of hyperspace the ties are ordered to maneuver defensively around the perimeter to ensure maximum coverage of the Finalizer’s surface. Following up on their new instructions the relentless squadrons exercised caution with the approaching battle. Once orbit has been secured you order the deployment of two tie bombers and a tie defender.

You signal for all coms live. Every word exchanged amongst your men is important.

“Bombers Zulu-918, 938 prepare initiate depart sequence.”

“Defender Foxtrot-005 stand by for final safety checklist.”

“Zulu-938 Roger that.”

“Zulu-918 Roger that”

“Foxtrot-005 standing by, Roger.”

“Foxtrot-005 crew is secured and pre-flight list checks out.”

“Good on go, Foxtrot-005 Roger that.”

“Colonel, All personnel accounted for. With your authorization we’re ready.”

Your calmness, that cool and calculating face, was returning. This was good news, but the tension behind your shoulder grew. You could do this. It had been sometime since your last fleet battle but you were confidant. You had been taught well, even under Grand Admiral Thrawn’s standards. “Good work men, you are released. Safe flight and let's keep the formations tight out there.”

“Zulu-918, 938, Foxtrot-oo5 You’re authorized to initiate departure.”

“Zulu-918 Cross-locked engaged, disengaging primary docking. Confirmed.”

“Zulu-938 Confirmed. Transferring vector heading for hangar door approach.”

“Foxtrot-005 green light on final pre-launch sequence confirmed.”

“Colonel, Flight command confirms all troops secured and departing. Flight Command standing by.”

(Mun: I know guys I’m sorry. It’s late. I’m a procrastinator. And I know “cliff hangers” are a shit move. BUT It’s getting long. It would be well over 7000wc if I had EVERYTHING I wanted in this chapter. No worries. That just means another long chapter next week or an extra chapter total.)

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revengeworld · 7 years ago

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Let the Past die. III

CHAPTER 3

Zombie Apocolypse AU

Kylo x Reader (+ Solo siblings)

Words: +1.700

Warnings: Mentionings of Blood and well ... Zombies :D

AN: Sorry if this chapter is a little bit all over the placeand short, but it was one hell of a stressful week. I hope you enjoy this Chapter none the less though. Here is a little bit of Angst and Fluff before next weeks chapter hits :>

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Chapter 3 - Static

“Matt, how are you doing over there?” Kylo was carrying two canisters of destiled water in each hand and placed them outside the gas station next to their filled backpacks.

“It´s almost full, just a few more minutes.” his older brother explained while pushing his glasses up again.

“Well then I get some more food and tell the kids that we´re back soon.” munching on a chocolate bar, Kylo made another round through the empty shop and put everything they could use into one of the shopping bags from the counter.

Throwing in travel toothbrushes, toothpaste, maps, small bottles of juice for Ben and Y/N and basically everything he could basically find.

Even a bottle of alcohol went into the bag, since he knew they didn´t have much disinfection spray.

He stopped in front of a shelf, looking at a cheap Polaroid camera and threw it in as well as some films for it before returning outside.

“You shouldn´t take so much, other people could need it as well.“ Matt suddenly mumbled and Kylo only cocked a brow.

“Do you really think somebody else would care about the well being of others in this kind of situation? Everyone fends for themselves, the world has always been like this. Now they just don´t have to act the nice part anymore.”

Sometimes Kylo couldn´t believe how naive his older brother could be, maybe that was why he turned out to be so sceptical.

“Y/N, we are almost done here. How are things on your End?” when he loosened the grip on the walkie talkie the only thing he could hear was the static crackling threw the speaker.

“You hear me?” another moment with no answer and his head snapped to Matt who looked back at him while the canister in his hand got dangerously full.

“You don´t think something happened?” Matt quickly shut the Gas of and screwed the lid shut, while Kylo threw the backpack over to him, quickly pulling his own over his shoulders and grabbing the big cans of water.

While they were stumbling through the field, Kylo tried to reach out to her via the Walkie Talkie until he suddenly heard Bens quiet voice.

“Please come quick...” the small boy whispered before the static rung in their ears again.

Immediately starting to run, both of them couldn´t stop to think of the worst case scenario.

When the truck came in sight both of them slowed down to catch their breaths, Kylo letting out a relieved sighed.

Y/N was sitting on the cargo bed, staring into the other direction while Ben was looking out the window from the drivers cabin.

Continuing their walk Matt and Kylo arrived with heavy breaths and let the heavy loot fall onto the ground.

“What the hell happened?” leaning against the truck he followed her gaze and grabbed his knife.

“I´m sorry, I didn´t have time to respond and ...” shaking her head for a moment she looked at the bloody knife in her hand.

“They were attracted by the sound of that plastic bag when we stumbled over it. I tied it to the bush but one of them seemed to noticed us while we sneaked away.”

Kylo saw a body a few feet away and just nodded. “Thank you, for keeping Ben safe. I take care of them.”

Quickly grabbing Kylos shoulder, Y/N tried to hold him back.

“They are distracted, just let them be. We will be gone before they even notice.” she plead, not wanting him or anyone else in danger if it could be avoided.

Loosening her grip gently he turned back around to Y/N. “Would you forgive yourself if they would cross somebody elses path who isn´t as prepaired as we are?”

Looking into his brown eyes, she felt herself suddenly nodding and let go of his jacket.

“I´ll … I´ll help you.” surprised Kylo stopped in his tracks but helped her down from the trunk.

“You don´t need to do this.” he reminded her, but she had a stern look in her eyes.

“Nobody should be left in this kind of state. Who knows if they realise what their doing but just can´t control their bodys anymore…. And need to watch everything but can´t stop themselves. I wouldn´t want to stay like that.” clenching her hand around the handle of the knife, her knuckles slowly turned white.

“Alright…” he nodded, leading the way.

After filling the tank to the brim, Kylo went a second time to get more Gas and they adjusted all their belongings on the cargo bed so the middle was accessible for at least a sleeping bag or two.

It was tight but it would be good enough for the rest of the night and a good rest.

“I´ll take the first watch.” Kylo offered his brother, while looking over to Y/N and Ben who filled the driver cabin with a few blankets.

“No it´s alright I´ll do it. Just because Dad and Uncle Luke tried to make you into a fighter, doesn´t mean you always have to be one, you know?” the Blonde sighed, his voice filled with guilt.

Just because he was such a failure, his younger brother had to take this burden instead. Sitting down next to Matt, Kylo only gave him a light hit against the back of his head. Matt quickly grabbed his glasses so they wouldn´t fall off.

“Don´t worry about that. It comes in handy now doesn´t it.” with an encouraging smirk he laid an arm around Matts shoulders and pushed their heads together.

“You are my brother. No matter what happens and you always will be.”

“Maybe I would have been better as a little brother huh?” Matt laughed before they got distracted by footsteps.

“Sorry I didn´t mean to interrupt.” Y/N clutched onto the sweatjacket around her shoulder while circling to the end of the truck.

Both of the boys stretched a hand out to her, so she could join them on the trunk.

“Can´t sleep?” Kylo asked and Matt saw how his younger brother was looking at the girl. Shoving his glasses back onto his nose Matt could only smirk and hopped from the truck. “I´ll look after Ben.”

Y/N and Kylo looked after the blonde man, then at eachother and Kylo only shrugged with his shoulders. Seeing that she quickly pulled the Hood of her jacket over her head and pulling her legs close to her chest, he tried to reach for a blanket.

“No it´s fine.” Y/N tried to argue, but Kylo could see her shiver.

“You should at least get in one of the sleeping bags.” he countered sternly and the only thing she could do was to give in.

Crawling to the other end of the truck, she cuddled into the sleepingbag and leaned her back against the drivers cabin, before Kylo sat down next to her.

Squished against his wide shoulders and their bags, she suddenly started to giggle. “Well know i´m sure i´m not getting cold anymore.” she joked and a rare smile appeared on Kylos lips.

“I still can´t wrap my head around what has happened. A few hours ago I was worrying about my chemistry test and now ….” shaking her head for a moment, she pulled her legs closer again to rest her head on her knees.

“It seems to be some kind of infection. Mom told us that there were incidents already, but the government choose to not tell it to the puplic. They didn´t expect it to run wild in just a few hours.”with every word his voice grew deeper with anger.

“How does the infection work?” it was just a mere whisper, but he knew that she porpably had it on her mind for a while.

“Was there really no cure at all?” she didn´t cry, no sobs either and her voice didn´t break, but it still made his stomach turn.

“Not… for everyone.”

“So you lied to me?!” Y/Ns head snapped immediately up to look him directly in his eyes.

Laying his big hand onto her head, he sighed.

“No. No, I didn´t. It was to late for them… If you get bit or even scratched, the infection will kill you and then it is like a restart. But Nothing is left of the former self.” he explained calmly.

“So only those who just got infected but didn´t die can be rescued?”

Slowly nodding his head, Kylo sighed again and lifted his hand from her head.

For a moment there was just a comfortable silence between them until Y/N spoke up again.

“Kylo? I´m… I´m sorry for calling you a monster.” he could hear in her voice that she felt uncomfortable to bring it up again.

“Don´t worry. It´s not the first time I hear that. Really it´s alright.”

She scoffed and looked up at him again. “Well that doesn´t sound alright to me. Who said that?”

“Does it matter?” Kylo returned the question with a grin. Shrugging with her shoulders Y/N only sighed.

Feeling his enormous hand on her head again, she tried to look up. “But I appreciate your apology.”

With a grown she laid her head on her knees again and he rased an eyebrow.

“Everything alright?”

“I feel a little naceous...” she mumbled and it felt like a lighting bulb went off over his head.

“Shoot, you didn´t have any food! I totally forgot to give you and Ben the stuff we took.” lightly tapping onto the window from the drivers cabin, Kylo waited until Ben sticked his head up. “You hungry, buddy?”

“Starving!” his younger brother nodded and opened the window to take the plastic bag with snacks for him.

Handing Y/N the other bag, her Eyes widened at her favourite pie on top.

“I can´t believe you really got some!” she grinned and immediately bite into the sweet tart.

“Slow down, otherwise you´re gonna choke.” while laughing, Kylo offered her a small bottle of water.

While to other two were filling their tummys and Matt made another round, Kylo studied the maps again, before he noticed something heavy against his arm.

Looking down at it, he saw Y/N had fallen asleep and slowly sunk down against him.

Only a few more hours and their all would be in Washington and reunited with their Parents. At least that it was Kylo thought, not knowing how wrong he was.

NEXT CHAPTER - Nothing left

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