#matt the radar technician au

[lilyerida]

Matt, did you rewire the calcinator?

[tomorobo-illust]

See hi-res version here: patreon.com/posts/super-bot-tier-84494402

Mermaid Techie for Kynan Evans! Matt thought he lost his glasses, but was surprised someone else accidentally found them.

I realized I have a backlog of art I posted on patreon that I haven't shared on tumblr yet! Will start posting them throughout the next few weeks >w<

[hux-and-gay]

Modern AU Techie

Okay so here’s some extra info to go with this drawing.

Techie is a Computer Programing/Electrical Engineering major. Their boyfriend Matt is also an Electrical engineering major and is a player on the college football team. That’s why techie steals his jackets. Techie is completely blind, that’s why their walking stick is completely white (not that anything in this drawing is colored). I also head Canon Techie as non-binary using They/Them pronouns and preferring Fem clothing styles.

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[lizzybugg]

On Today’s Episode of “What is Lizzy Reading?”

I am currently reading my first ever true romance book. The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood.

First of all, the characters on the cover are 100% Rey and Kylo from Star Wars. Second, I am annotating this book and LIVING for every minute of it. For example: this gem.

Followed by my sticky note.

[corvidscreams]

“Focus on me.” A companion piece for @voidcat-senket's fic in which Kylo gets a shave and Rick gets a panic attack. Made for a total audience of like. Us.

[calicosjinx]

Mermay 2023!

In which King Techie is forced to stay home and listen to his brother Prince Armitage tell him all the duties he needs to attend to. He’s bored out of his mind and only perks up when Thomas comes to tell Techie that he has visitors! Techie is shocked to see his beloved Lighthouse Keeper Matt and his cousin Kylo as merman!

He dashed into Mattie’s arms immediately and after a kiss asked how this was possible. Apparently Kylo has been dabbling in all kinds of magic and enchanted the pearls Techie gave Matt!

On the other side of the room Kylo is so happy to see Hux again. Of course Hux missed him and is super impressed right?

WRONG.

Hux hasn’t heard from Kylo in months and now he just shows up here? In his home no less!

Armitage proceeded to show Kylo exactly HOW wrong he was.

It’s okay. Merman Thomas (Armitage hates him.) is there to take care of the handsome merman/human. He’s so sweet and brave to do all this just for mean old Armitage. Maybe Thomas can-

Hux isn’t having it. Kylo Ren is HIS stupid human. Of course there’s an argument. Thomas says Armitage surrendered Kylo. Armitage says he did no such thing and tightens his possessive grip on Ren. (His throat by accident or so he says.)

However they realize in the all the commotion… Techie has escaped. AGAIN.

Techie doesn’t care much what happens. Armitage is better at the political scene. He also knows that Armie is going to keep Ren. AGAIN.

He’s just happy to send another Mermay with his beloved Lighthouse Keeper. ♥️

[scifimom13]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Saturday Night Live Sketches Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Rey/Ben Solo, Zorii Bliss/Poe Dameron, Finn/Rose Tico Characters: Rey (Star Wars), Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Poe Dameron, Zorii Bliss, Rose Tico, Finn (Star Wars), Leia Organa, Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Randy the Intern (Undercover Boss: Starkiller Base), Matt the Radar Technician, Kylo Ren Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Teachers, Halloween, Halloween Costumes, Marriage Proposal, Pregnancy, Unexpected Pregnancy, SO MUCH FLUFF, Dry Humping, Secrets, Autumn, Pumpkins, Triplets, the triplets are five years old, ketchup, catsup, mayo - Freeform, mustard, relish, Condiments, snl, No Angst, Engagement, Devoted Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Ben Solo is adorable, Not Beta Read, Mischief, Managed Series: Part 2 of Mischief, Mischief, Mischief Summary:

“You’d be my catsup to my ketchup, though, wouldn’t you, Rey?”

“Yeah, that’s right, catsup. You’re never going to stop teasing me about that,” Rey murmured over her shoulder, shrugging, “It’s what Chewie and Lando always had in the fridge at the garage.”

“To-may-to, to-ma-to.” Ben teased, caught up in the moment, “You didn’t answer the question, Rey.”

[cosmic-ships]

F/Ovember takeover!

Original Pinned -> here

It's here once again the f/ovember takeover~ For the entire month my f/o will be taking over my blog (I will still be around to rb somethings of my own!)

Ask any of my f/o things or have your f/o interact with my f/o if you'd like too! Everything is fair game so long as you're respectful! ^_^

Near the end of the month, I may swap out a few f/o in favor of other f/os! The Emoji associated with the f/o will be in the tags to indicate who is speaking along with "f/o name speaks;" Myself speaking will be in purple

If you're not into f/ovember please blacklist "f/ovember takeover" <- without the quotes. Please follow my BYF though thank you! :D

Any hate anon are instantly blocked//deleted of course.

The lovelies taking over my blog are as follows:

Anakin Skywalker -> Romantic f/o (Fiancé) -> Emoji 💢

Obi-Wan Kenobi -> Crush (Bestie//crush) -> Emoji ✨

Kylo Ren / Ben Solo -> romantic (Husband) -> emoji 💜

Padmé Amidala -> Romantic (AU Polyship with Anakin) -> Emoji 👑

Lorenzo De Lamberti -> Romantic (Boyfriend.) -> Emoji 🗡️

D Rice or "Dee" -> Crush ( New teleporting boyo :o ) -> Emoji 💫

Adam Sackler -> Romantic (Fiancé) -> Emoji 🛠️

Matt The Radar Technician -> Romantic (Boyfriend) -> Emoji ☀️

Feel free to ask them anything you'd like (within reason of course don't be rude! because some may be rude back /j)

If this breaches containment, this is a self-ship blog please don't mind me lol actually better yet... just don't even look at me /j

[iamscoby]

Scoby's holiday fics

Holiday season is close, so I compiled a series of all my holiday-themed fics, including:

🧘‍♂️ Just here for the savasana - DinLuke [T], 5.2k words, modern AU Paz gives Din and Grogu a well-meaning Christmas gift of a parent-baby yoga course, which delivers a fair share of embarrassing moments and possibly another dad for Grogu…

🎁 Join me, Ken - Reylo [T], 2.6k words, modern AU Little Rey and Rose playing Barbie Reylo

🍆 Gingerbread house - DinLuke [E], 6k words, modern AU with fairytale elements Din and Luke go at it in an actual gingerbread house, sex pollen infused gingerbread involved

🎅 He's real - Reylo [T], 2.8k words, modern AU Rey finds an unconventional Santa Claus to bring her kids' presents this Christmas

🎄 Never too much fur - DinLuke [T], 2.9k words, canonverse Din and Luke spend Life Day with Chewbacca’s family and discover surprising features of Wookie culture

🛢️ CSO meets Oilio - Rey x Matt the Radar Technician [T], 2.2k words, modern AU How a company pre-Christmas party turns into a transformative experience. Dedicated especially to anyone experiencing climate anxiety

🎉 Not that shy - DinLuke [T], 1.7k words, modern AU Din keeps bumping into Luke at Boba’s parties and finds it irresistible to flirt with him because Luke is so shy - until one night, after Boba’s New Year’s Eve party, Din finds that Luke is actually anything but shy…

[techniiciian]

matt chose to be / remains a radar technician for the first order not because it's too difficult to simply move departments and get into one that he might actually excel in but because he honestly doesn’t care for the first order’s missions and goals. matt did not join the first order because he believed in their cause. he joined so he could stay close to his brother. he’s not going to try and actively sabotage things ( less it’s a undercover spy au where matt thinks kylo ren killed his brother for real and now he wants revenge ) and he’s not going to go out of his way to make sure there’s any necessary success.

does he like being a radar technician? no. is he good at it? also no. but he honestly doesn’t care either way. he keeps his head down and does his best in hopes that he doesn’t get jettisoned or relieved from service. he might fiddle with droids in his free time for fun ( or to gain information and/or make friends ) but he’s not gunning to be the first order’s droid tech. he’d excel too well and get too much attention.

anyway , tl;dr matt is content being shitty at his shitty job as it leaves room for him to accomplish his true goals and chill.

[moon-jellie]

Very niche fandom-specific events I witnessed playing out live on tumblr before I had an account:

Mulletmageddon

Matt the radar technician

Juck kelly

TR-8R (first meme of 2016)

Peak curation of the sabezrastyle blog

The dwindling of activity of the little hero au

Broadway actor rpf discourse

Female presenting tits ban kylo ren post

[palominodragon]

(I edited this post a few times to fix links and add things, sorry)

Oh boy, let's see… gotta dig through my bookmark folder.

Most of my favorites were written before TROS, so are canon divergent either from TFA or TLJ. Also, I tend to prefer loooong canon universe fics, so that's mostly what I have bookmarked.

Also also, I've always been in camp "Kylo is secretly a big softy" even when the fandom was pretty strongly divided about that, so most (though not all) of my favorite fics lean that way.

First, I recommend anything by diasterisms. She's amazing. Her most popular fic has been taken down because it's about to be published as an original novel series (The Hurricane Wars by Thea Guanzon), but her other ones are still up. My favorite is Sword of the Jedi, but if you want something set after TROS, there's I Kill Giants.

Next, the self promo: I wrote one reylo fic after each movie (or in one case, a 3-part fic trilogy), which are here on my ao3. (my favorite is still my first one, though, One Lone Candle.)

Forms was one of the first Reylo fics posted after TFA and still holds up.

If you want a real bittersweet tear-jerker (with a happy ending), there's Starstuff.

Another bittersweet canon divergent AU is All Our Days.

Some other pre-TROS classics that stood out to me:

Interstellar Transmissions

The Death of Kylo Ren (3-part series)

He Knows He Needs To Stop

You'll Be The One To Turn

Seeds of Redemption

Conceal Me What I Am (3-part series)

Tactical Surrender (and sequel, Tactical Alliance)

It's Better If We Just Pretend (a fun crack fic-turned-serious based on the Matt the Radar Technician skit)

The Warm Embrace of Long, Sharp Teeth (canon-divergent Monster!Rey au that's creepily adorable)

I honestly can't remember most of the post-TROS ones I've read because they tend to be very similar (we were all mutually brainstorming ways for Ben to come back :p), but here are screenshots of my post-TROS bookmark folder if you want to look any up:

There's also this amazing TROS fixit comic this artist has been working on for years. you'll have to scroll down through her archive to find the start (I think it's May 2020) and find your way around the reposts, but it's worth it. Her art in general is fantastic.

As for real-world AUs, I don't read them often, but a couple I liked are:

Hiraeth

Fossorial

(mind the tags on both of those, they're intense)

My favorite real-world AU, a 'music industry in the 90s' story, has also been taken down to be rewritten as an original novel. The author is here on Patreon.

I am so obsessed with Reylo these days, I feel so much fomo for back when Reylo was the shit and I had no idea how iconic the pairing was.

My dork era took too late to come to fruition

[revengeworld]

Let the Past die. XVIII

Zombie Apocalypse AU

Kylo x Reader (+ Solo siblings)

Words: +2.700

Warnings: Angst!

AN: Okay my Lovelies! We made it to chapter 18 which means just 3 more chapters to go! Yes your ‘heard’ right! With Chapter 21 this story will be finished. And I will have time for other storys, so i want your guyses opinion! I have a series with Kylo planned which will be playing in the 19th hundreds and a special one shot, or would you like me writing for other Characters as well? Just let me know!♥

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Previous Chapter - The Jump

Chapter 18 - The General

The ice cold water was pressing the air our of the air lungs and they could feel each others fingers slip from their hands.

Trying to grab each other again, they needed to fight against the waves and their air was getting dangerously low.

Opening her eyes, Y/N tried to orient herself in this spin of dark and light. Quickly swimming towards the white hues in the waved, she could soon feel the air fill her lungs again.

“Kylo?!” for a moment she could see his mop of hair engage from the water before he got pushed down by another wave. Trying to dive in his directions she got hit by a piece of wood. The pain making her shut her eyes before Y/N felt a hand around her wrist. Getting pulled up she looked into Kylos brown eyes who seemed more then relieved until he looked up again.

“Shit.” pulling her quickly close against his chest, he turned them both around before his back collided with a big rock, which made a horrible cracking sound and he growled in pain.

“Kylo?” she asked whimpering and shivering from the cold water.

“I think my arm is broken...” he spoke through gritted teeth.

“I will get us out.” trying to climb next to him to take the pressure of her body off of Kylo.

Pushing herself of the rook, she could feel the ground under her feet. Taking the rope from her backpack, she quickly tied it around Kylos waist.

“The shore is right there, I will pull you out.” standing on her tip toes, she pulled of her jacket before wrapping it around his arms which made him hiss.

“Sorry….”

It took a few tries but soon she could get out of the water before pulling Kylo out of it.

“Okay… we made it ...” she took a deep breath laying on the cold shore.

“Let me get a look at your arm.” Y/N unwrapped the jacket again and took a deep breath.

His shoulder and upper arm already started bruising. Letting her fingers touch his arm, she looked for the broken area.

“Okay I don´t know if it really is broken, I didn´t feel anything but just to be sure I will support it with some branches.” she explained to Kylo who only nodded his eyes closed.

“Are you okay?” she asked worried.

“Just trying not to puke...” he mumbled while taking deep breaths.

Taking the straightest branches she could find, Y/N laid them next to his arm to stabilize it with the last bandage she had left in her backpack.

Helping Kylo sit up, she leaned him against the bridges pillar. Y/N brushed the wet hair out of his face, before she gently cupped it and pressed a few kisses on his cold lips, just genuinely relieved that they both made it.

He returned her smile.

“I´ll make us a fire, I hope the walkie didn´t get busted.” Looking around she saw a few of the biters fall over the high end of the bridge, but it helped keeping the hundreds others down and away from this place.

How many minutes were they in the water? The moment they crashed in the water, she wasn´t even sure that it really happened. Maybe she had a concussion.

Pulling the Walkie out of the back of her jeans she unwrapped the plastic bag. It didn´t get wet and it wasn´t cracked.

“Matt? Ben? Can you hear me?” while she waited for an answer she made a poorly small fireplace, so that they could warm up.

Pulling the wet shirt from Kylo, she tried to dry him up as best as she could before carefully putting him into a warm sweatshirt. At least not everything got wet in his backpack.

“We don´t have any painkillers with us...” she mumbled while looking through their stuff.

“Just give me a moment, then we can make our way to that stupid lab.” Kylo breathed heavy.

“Are you sure?” he was already paler then usual.

“No, my sweetheart. But we can take care of me when we found the others.

Slowly nodding, Y/N agreed.

“Alright.”

The streets were empty, no biters and no other humans were here. Y/N was supporting Kylos every step, while she tried to get in contact with the other two.

“Come on you guys, answer me...” she sighed until a small voice answered.

“Ben?” she asked but they only heard a few words between the bad crackling.

“Hot … Dog...” confused the both of them looked down at the Walkie.

“Did he just said Hot Dog?” Kylo asked and Y/N looked around, suddenly grinning.

“I think I know what he means.” seeing a big old neon sign of a Labrador with a hot dog in his hands, they soon followed the sign to a restaurant type of place.

Walking by the Truck it was smeared with bloody handprints. Not trying to let their fear get to them, Kylo and Y/N quickly went inside.

“Ben?” she shout whispered and the chaotic brown head showed up behind a fallen desk, his eyes stained with tears.

Quickly running over to him, Y/N wrapped her arms around the small boy, whose body was shaking.

“Matt he… I don´t know if it is a bite or...” he sobbed and Kylo fell onto his knees next to his older brother.

His leg was bloody, trousers ripped. Gently pushing Ben towards Kylo, he took the small boy in his not wounded arm, while Y/N cut open the jeans from Matt.

Looking at the wound she shook her head lightly. “I can´t tell either… it almost looks like your ripped open shot wound, but at the same time it could be a bite...” she whispered looking through the bags the small boys seemed to have dragged here.

“Did you hear any Gunshots?” she asked Ben who shook his head, sobbing against Kylos chest.

“We need to get him to the Lab, if they are really still working on something like a cure… it´s our last chance.” her boyfriend mumbled and she nodded.

“Ben I will need your help honey. You are the only one right now I can count on.” ruffling through his hair, the small boy quickly dried his tears and nodded.

It was hard work, with both of the older brothers wounded and Matt unconscious, Y/N and Ben were the only one who could protect them now.

Laying Matt on the cargo bed, Kylo and Ben joined him.

“You got your gun ready?” she asked placing the last bags onto the car, Ben nodded.

Jumping in to the Truck it took a few tries to get it started again. She just hoped they would be there soon and it wouldn´t be for nothing.

Driving close to what seemed to be a reinforced metal fence she carefully stepped on the brakes, so that the boys, wouldn´t get hurt even more.

Climbing out of the Truck, she rested her hand on her gun while looking around the gate.

“Hello?! Is anybody there? We need help!!” she actually didn´t even expected an answer, thats why she was even more surprised when at least 7 people pointed their rifles down at her.

“Who are you and what do you want?” a heavy armoured soldier asked.

“My name is Y/N! I have two wounded with me and a small boy! We heard your message through the radio, that they might be a safe place here…. Please...”

For a moment nobody said anything before the one she had talked to nodded slightly and with a rumble the gate slowly opened.

“Get inside!”

Relieves she jumped back into the car and stepped on the gas. “Are they gonna help us?” she heard Ben asked and she could only hope so.

“Stop your car, Hands over your head and get slowly out, we will take your weapons for now.” one of the soldiers advised and she nodded slowly, while turning of the motor.

They should´ve felt safe now, but she was just so nervous that she feared to puke on their shoes.

“Y/N!” hearing Bens whimpering she looked over her shoulder. He was shaking and scared of the masked mans, not knowing if he really should give them his gun.

“It´s okay, Sweety.” Taking a few steps closer, Ben let the gun fall into the mans hand and quickly jumped into her arms, when she helped him down from the cargo bed.

“It´s okay I´m here...” she whispered in his ear while stroking over his hair, watching how a few people helped Kylo down and got Matt on a stretcher so they could easily transport him.

Walking over to Kylo he pressed a kiss against her temple.

“You seem familiar boy. What is your name?” the heavy armoured soldier, slowly came closer, before pulling of his helmet.

“Kylo, you are General Hux right? Is Armitage...?” the General nodded knowingly.

“Armitage and Phasma are fine. They are here as well, but for now we need to get you guys into quarantine and let docs look at you.”

Holding out a hand he lead them into the big building.

“Will Matt be okay?” Ben asked the big man.

“We will have to wait what the doctors have to say, boy.”

From outside the building didn´t look like much, it seemed grey and cold, but when they were inside it was nice and warm, everything shining in a white light.

“Is my mother here as well?” Kylo asked after a while of silence.

“One step at a time, boy. For now how about you give the boy to this lady and you two get looked at first.”

Suddenly Kylos and Y/Ns alarm clocks were ringing in their head, when they noticed the two armed man behind them and two woman in front of them, probably doctors.

“You want to separate us?” Kylo asked his body tensing.

“We need to be careful as well. So just follow the orders for now.” the General only answered and with one nod from Kylo, Y/N slowly let Ben down on the ground before grabbing the arm of the soldier behind her and throwing him against the wall.

Pressing a handgun into Bens hand, before she took the riffle and knocked the man she took it from out, while Kylo did the same, even with his hurt arm.

“Get us to Matt! Now!” Kylo shouted and the General only scoffed.

“Do you really think you two and that little brat can just take over?”

“You want to find out?” Kylo growled, loosening the safety.

Looking at their eyes, even Bens, he knew they would be ready to kill in order to keep their family safe, but why should he care. He wanted to grab his Walkie to call in reinforcements until a voice boomed through the big entrance.

“That is enough General Hux. These are my children.”

All of them looked up to the balcony in the entrance area from the building. An older woman was leaning against the railing and inspected the scene in front of her.

Kylo needed to admit that she looked as pretty as he remembered even in this time of chaos. Especially when she finally stood in front of him.

“Oh my boy, what happened to you.” she stretched her hand out to inspect his scar, but he quickly pulled his face away to stand beside Y/N. Not even Ben was going towards her and rather hugged Y/Ns leg.

“You abandoned us.” Kylo suddenly hissed and his mother lowered her gaze.

“Dad he… even he didn´t knew where you were! We … we had to ….” feeling Y/Ns hand in his he squeezed it tightly.

“I would have contacted you, when...”

“Stop! Don´t give me your stupid excuses that you always had for leaving us behind for your work.” he quickly interrupted her.

“Where is Matt?” he didn´t care any more, Kylo couldn´t even tell what was worse, that she was alive and had abandoned them or would it have been more of a relieve to know that she died and that was the reason why she couldn´t contact them.

“The doctors are taking care of him. And I beg you to let someone look at your Arm as well.” he wanted to interrupt her again but she held up a hand and Kylo closed his mouth.

“You won´t be separated, but I want that you let them look at you and we will bring you something to eat.” she promised and he only huffed.

Looking over to Y/N and Ben they both nodded slowly.

“Would you please give back the weapons that you took.” Leia asked calmly.

“No.” Kylo answered and gave Y/N the second rifle, which she shouldered. Ben stowed away the handgun in the back of his jeans like they had taught him.

“God you are as stoic as your fa...”

“Don´t you dare...” Kylo growled dangerously low and she stopped.

“Follow me then.”

Y/N hold onto Kylos and Bens hand while following their Mother. It was a weird sensation to finally meet his mother through these kind of circumstances.

They were brought in what seemed like a small room with two beds and a very small bathroom.

“Somebody will bring you food and new clothing soon.”

“You´re just gonna leave again, huh?” Kylo scoffed but Leia sat down on a chair in the corner.

“I will be waiting with you.” the older woman watched Y/N, who sat Ben down on the bed.

“Are you okay? I will help your brother for a moment, alright?” kissing the top of his head he nodded shortly.

Seeing Kylo struggle, Y/N quickly got over to him.

“Let me help you, you idiot.” she grinned slightly and carefully pulled the sweatshirt over his head.

The bruising had gotten worse but she was quickly distracted when Kylo leaned down to her, to lean his forehead against hers.

“It will get better soon.” she whispered while she gently stroked over his cheek, since she knew he was in a lot of pain.

Leia was watching the both of them closely and asked herself how they probably met, before she saw all the scars on her sons body. They must have gone through a lot in this year and not even her youngest son dared to look at her.

When the doctors arrived, Y/N made space for them so they could tend to Kylo properly while someone else brought them new clothes.

“The food will come soon.” the woman informed them and Leia nodded.

“How about we get you washed up?” Y/N asked, after the nurses had taking a small blood sample from them, Ben who followed her into the bathroom. She almost couldn´t believe how dirty she was from that damn ocean water.

Brushing through Bens damp hair, Y/N sat with him on the other bed, while watching Kylo in his daze. He now had an arm cling around his bruised arm and was high on painkillers. At least his arm wasn´t broken it was only  a severe contusion, Y/N knew they wouldn´t hear the end of it.

“Are you done with your meal?” she asked Ben when he finished his last bite.

“Yeah...” he mumbled quietly before cuddling against her chest. She could see the frustration on his face and had a good guess why he was completely ignoring his mother.

“I´m glad that my boys were in such good hands.” the woman suddenly spoke and Y/N nodded shyly.

“I did what I could. Kylo saved my life more then once, I just try to help as best as I can.”

“Thats not true!” Ben suddenly interrupted and looked up to her.

“You did so much, you saved Kylo when he was about to die and almost died trying to do so!” smiling down at the small boy, she wrapped her arms around him and squeezed him tightly.

“Do you think Matt will be fine?” the small boy mumbled so quietly that only her could hear.

Y/N didn´t want to lie to him, but the truth would hurt just as much.

“I don´t know.. I really don´t.”

The two of them embraced each other, while waiting for hopefully good news.

Tags: @karma-jolie @hungrymango @attorneyl @sdavid09 @celestiaelisia @zoemonster200 @marveloussirens11 @plethora-of-things @ayatimascd @ghostslikemydoubts @dangerous-but-fun

[xsister-serpent]

Made a little aesthetic board for my favorite solos <3

@floral-and-fine

[wizard-amulang]

Technician frozen AU ❄💖

[babbushka]

Into The Shadows I Follow

Kylo Ren x F!Reader (Set in the Solo Triplet Vampire AU)

A/N: Once again I am so grateful to be participating in the Writer Wednesday challenge as presented and curated by @autumnleaves1991-blog and @clydesducktape! When I saw this week's photo, I knew I had to bring Vampire!Kylo out of retirement. I hope you all enjoy!

4k; explicit descriptions of blood (blood drinking because, vampires) & NSFW (PIV, desk sex, blood-drinking induced orgasms, body worship)

Available on AO3

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The bells toll seven, as they do at the beginning of every morning. Though Matthias’ synagogue is on the south side of the property, those bells can be heard across the land, and they are the signal for life to wake from its deep slumber once more. They wake you as well, their persistent ringing a gentle yet firm call to rise from the dreams which have kept you company all night long.

Sunlight pours in slim beams of light from the thick drapes which are closed shut, and you know that despite the sound of the bells, your boys will not open their eyes until the drapes are opened and morning light can flood the room.

Stretching, you blink your sensitive eyes open and let out a happy sigh. But when you move to sit up, and as the luxurious silk sheets slip away from your naked body, a pair of strong arms wraps around your middle, pulling you back down.

You are in the big bed, of course. A castle such as theirs has so many grand rooms, and such rooms were not put to use. Each of the brothers have their own wing of the elaborate floor plan, with their own bedrooms and offices, as do you. But every now and again, the three of you find yourselves seeking comfort, and so at the end of a long day and an even longer evening, you retire to the largest bed in the largest room. It is here, in this bed that could surely fit ten people with ease, do you feel the enveloping cocoon of arms around your body.

Smiling, you let yourself be moved by Benji; out of the three of the brothers, he is the least likely to want to start his day. Ben will sometimes sleep for a week straight if he can get away with it, although you tend to not let him, for it often results in a week of pure chaos from all his reserved energy. Mattie on the other hand, likes to keep his schedule, so while Ben remains an iron grip on you nestling you against his chest, Mattie slips out of bed and throws the drapes wide open himself, unlocking the windows and letting the sweet smell of late summer air into the room.

“Ugh.” Is all that Ben has to offer by way of a morning greeting, tucking you underneath his chin, his undead skin smooth like marble against your cheek.

Ben’s hands wander across your naked body, cupping at your breasts and rubbing his thumbs over your nipples, making them stiff underneath his touch. He nudges a knee between your legs, and you can’t help but let out a sleepy eager chuckle at the way he is so keen to fuck you. If he should be awake, he thinks, he might as well enjoy a good morning.

Matthias tsks his tongue against the roof of his mouth though, walking around the enormous bed to sit on the edge of the mattress where you and Ben have rolled away.

“Good morning sweetheart,” Mattie pries you away from his brother, kissing you on the cheek sweetly, that gentle way that he has always treated you, whispering against your sleep mussed hair, “Kylo’s looking for you.”

At that, Ben lets you go with another irritated groan, knowing that if the eldest Organa is in want of you, no one is allowed to interfere.

Oh how things have changed, you think with a smile, as you kiss Ben before leaving the bed. You’re no longer a maid, no, you haven’t been for quite some time, not since that fateful evening a year ago where they professed their love for you and turned you into an immortal just as they are. You’re a Lady now, with a proper title, proper riches, and more affection than you knew what to do with between Kylo and his brothers.

It was undeniable though, that between the three of them, Kylo had the greatest claim on you -- was certainly the most possessive of you, at least -- and so, with the birds of the estate chirping, you know it would not do to keep him waiting, if only you knew where he had snuck off too.

“The study.” Matt replies to your thoughts with ease, and though you are now used to their mind reading -- an ability you were sad to discover you yourself did not develop when you were turned -- it still tingles up the back of your spine.

“That doesn’t help.” You tease playfully, knowing there are a dozen studies in this castle.

Mattie smiles back, kisses you once more, the barest hint of lips upon lips, before draping a robe over your bare body, not saying a word all the while. Then, he is gone, and you know he will likely not leave his scrolls’ side for many hours. Turning to Ben, you find that he has fallen back asleep, so with a fond shake of your head, you leave the room and set about finding Kylo.

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On the third try, when you knock on the door, there is a shuffling of movement inside that stills, and you know that you’ve found the right study, when a deep voice calls out, “Darling, is that you?”

“Yes, I’m coming in.” Elated, you turn the doorknob and push it open. Before they had changed you, such a task required immense effort, as the doors in the castle were nearly three times your height, and solid wood or stone. But now, with the otherworldly strength afforded to you by immortality, the door opens with ease.

“Hello beautiful girl, good morning.” Kylo is at your side in an instant, still wearing his traveling clothes. He must have only returned then, you think, and Kylo nods, reading your thoughts.

Leaning down, he presses a deep thoughtful kiss to your lips, his hands smoothing up your arms, across your shoulders, trailing up the length of your throat, before landing to cup your cheeks, pulling your face ever closer to his. He smells like smoke, and your eyes slip shut as you indulge in this ritual of breathing each other in, tongues slipping together, hot breath on one another’s teeth.

“Good morning,” You murmur, eyes still shut as he clutches your body to his, feeling through the thin veil of your robe. Your curiosity gets the better of you, and in between deep breaths, you cannot help but ask, “Where did you sneak off to in the middle of the night?”

“I had an errand to run. It was of little importance, but better done sooner than later. I’ve brought you something to make up for it.” He smiles, the sharpness of his teeth grazing against your lower lip -- before he is gone altogether.

He does this often, they all do. On the rare occasions when they leave the castle, they always bring you back something, a token of affection. While Kylo retrieves his gift, you sit yourself down on one of the green velvet armchairs that furnish the room.

This study was one that you and Kylo have spent the least amount of time in, simply because he preferred a study with the fireplace, and this particular room didn’t have one. Still, it was a lovely place very fitting for Kylo, what with its dark wood walls and black iron accents. A double-tall room, there were balconies on each side that housed bookshelves stocked with records as far back as the family had been living there.

On the lower level were plush seating arrangements; two velvet green armchairs and a matching loveseat, as well as two wing-backed armchairs all situated around various rugs and coffee tables. A candle-lit chandelier sparkled like the stars in the center of the room, the only other light coming from two lantern lamps on the ornately carved wooden desk.

Another reason why Kylo didn’t care much for this study was the window -- though it was grand, it always seemed to be blocked by foliage, creating a dark and mysterious aura at all hours of the day.

He returns then, with a small velvet box that he holds with care in his large palm. Eagerly, you nod once, and Kylo slowly opens the lip, revealing a pair of beautiful earrings. They are elaborate, from the clasp which sits through your ear, a flower with rough cut diamonds in each petal dangles. The flower head is attached to a short stem that has six leaves, each leaf also embedded by a diamond. And then as if that were not ornate enough, dangling from the base of the stem is a conical gold and diamond encrusted bead, followed by two freshwater pearls with yet another gold bead sandwiched between them.

It is without a doubt, one of the most intricate pieces of gold jewelry that you have seen, and certainly one of the most elaborate pieces that Kylo has ever given you. Fleetingly, you wonder where he had gone to obtain such jewelry, but Kylo usually never says, and that’s alright with you.

“Won’t you put them on?” He asks softly, and you smile, accepting the earrings carefully.

They are heavy, but not in a way that would become uncomfortable, and when you clasp them through your ears and the light of the chandelier catches the diamonds, sending small sparkles onto your cheek, it’s all Kylo can do to kiss you again and again and again.

“Perfect, you’re absolutely perfect, my marvelous girl.” His teeth are sharp, and his mouth waters as he pulls you as close to him as possible, backing you up against the desk until he’s lifting you just enough to sit you down on the surface.

“You look hungry.” You whisper, your lips ghosting over his, noses rubbing together.

“Starving.” He replies, eyes darkening with something other than bloodlust, lust of another kind entirely, even as he tips your chin up up up with the tip of his finger, exposing your rabbiting pulse. “How lucky are we, that for whatever reason, you did not turn all the way.”

Humming in agreement, you untie the sash of your robe, letting the fabric pool around your hips where it hits the desk. He watches you carefully, his hands clenching and flexing into fists, open close open close, trying his best to be patient as you reveal yourself to him. He saw you last night before leaving of course, but there is something so delicious about sex during the day, in the light of morning, where you can truly see one another.

“We still have no answers for that, do we?” You reach your hands out to him, and at once he steps forward and fills the gap between your bodies, already beginning the tearing apart of his own clothing.

“No, not yet. But it has only been a few months, there is time to find them.” He grunts as your fingers make quick work of his cravat, his own hands popping open the buttons of his vest, and soon after, the shirt that sits underneath it, “Although, I do not think anything will be as lovely as the sound of your heart beating. It would be a shame to silence it.”

“I am in no rush to change,” Your breath quickens as you push the open jacket and vest off of his arms, before lying backwards on the desk, your bare legs spreading for him, “I like this, I like being needed this way.”

His hands pause on the buttons of his breeches for just a moment, drawn instinctively to the glistening between your legs, your pussy just as desperate for him as he is for you. Moving only so much as to shove the breeches down enough to pull his hard cock free, Kylo immediately settles himself between your spread legs, kissing each of your knees as he rubs the head of his cock through your folds.

“We like needing you.” He groans, the velvety heat of your cunt welcoming and so wet, tantalizing in the way it clenches around nothing, wanting to be filled. “Never before has there been blood so sweet, and never again are we to find it anywhere other than you, of that I’m sure.”

He has yet to push himself all the way inside of you yet, a remarkable amount of restraint for a man who hasn’t fucked you in over ten hours. You are not so patient, not so restrained, and so as he hovers himself over your naked body, your hands clutch at his shoulders to pull him down fully on top of you.

“Take your fill, but save some for the others,” Your head lies flush against the desk, throat exposed and lengthed to the best of your ability, breathing out in a thick gasp, “They’ll likely be hungry too.”

“Have you come yet?” Kylo asks, and at this you groan in your frustration at being so close to getting fucked and yet still not being thrust into.

“Kylo, please! I’ve only just awoken.” You complain, and that seems to be the magic words, because as soon as they leave your lips, he has grabbed your hips and pulled them towards his own, your bodies colliding together perfectly as his hard thick cock throbs inside you.

“Good, I like being the first one.” His baritone is deep, it rumbles through your chest as he wastes little time building a rhythm that is steady yet brutal at the same time.

Your feet can’t find any purchase on the edge of the desk like this, so he grabs your ankles with one hand and throws your legs up, resting them against one of his broad muscular shoulders. He kisses an ankle delicately, before ramming his dick so far into you and with such force that it scrapes the desk against the rug.

“Oh yes!” You breathe, a great big grin forming on your face as your eyes shut and you revel in the building pleasure that he gives you. “Yes Kylo, fuck me harder, give me everything!”

His breath comes in heavy pants then, as he listens and gives you exactly what you want, his thrusts speeding up, pulling out just enough to knock the wind out of you when he pushes back in.

If you were mortal, his grip on your hips would have surely broken your bones, but you are not so fragile as you once were, and he doesn’t hold back. He buries himself to the hilt every time, the stretch so delicious and intoxicating that you can’t help but moan loudly, gasping and sighing in sharp surprise each time he grazes against your gspot. Though they all take turns making love with you, it is Kylo who is the most passionate with you, the one who craves you the most.

“Beautiful,” He is hypnotized by the way your body is stretched out on the desk for him, your flesh rippling and bouncing from the force of his thrusting, the sounds of your wet cunt squelching and dripping onto the table, your nipples painfully stiff as your arms are thrown up over your head, “So gorgeous, all ours, ours forever, just like this.”

A prophecy a hundred years ago gave them the hope that you would join them, and every evening since then Kylo has imagined what it would be like to have you, to keep you, should you want this eternal life. He loves you, oh how he loves you! How he has loved the idea of you for so long, desperate to sleep decades away so that he would have you in his dreams, so that he would not have to wake and spend the days without you. A lonely existence it once was, but no longer, he thanks the stars above that it is no longer.

“Yes! Yes, oh Kylo touch me, please I -- I need it.” You moan, arching your back clean off the desk when he fucks your gspot once again, the feeling like lightning as it sparkles across the nerves in your body.

At once, he bends himself over your body and begins a barrage of kisses and bites all across your chest, one of his hands abandoning your hip to press his calloused thumb against your swollen clit. His teeth are so sharp, but he is careful not to draw any blood -- not yet, at least.

No, instead as he continues to thrust wet hot fast hard into your pussy, he sucks and leaves dark marks across your breasts, the stimulation of your nipples only making your cunt drip more more more, your thighs twitching, wanting to wrap around his waist and keep him there forever.

“Louder,” Kylo orders, his eyes black and glittering with a dangerous possessive sort of lust, his fangs protruding out further, “Let the castle know, let the villagers know, let the world know who fucks you so well.”

“Kylo!” You’re shouting now, and somewhere in the back of your mind you hear the door being compelled open by Kylo’s telekenetic abilities so that the castel staff can indeed hear you, and something about that makes your voice carry even louder when you gasp and plea, “Oh fuck, right there Kylo! Your dick’s so big, I -- I’m so close to coming, make me come Kylo, please!”

And he does, oh, how he does, with his tongue his fingers his teeth his cock, he fucks you and pinches at you and rubs at you and sucks sucks sucks at you, so much so that you don’t even realize it at first when his fangs have pierced your throat. But he has latched himself onto you, and your body shudders and jolts and shakes as the fireworks explode behind your eyelids, body going limp from the pleasure.

Somehow, he has enough presence of mind to pull you off the desk and stumble backwards into the velvet armchair that is only a foot or two behind him, tugging you back onto his cock as he sits you on his lap, his fangs never once leaving your throat as your blood floods his mouth.

“Be gentle.” You whisper, as his hands crush your body to his, one arm wrapped around your waist, the other cradling your head and supporting it in his palm as he groans and moans as he drinks you down.

Had you been told years ago that having a vampire drink your blood would feel so good, you would have thrown yourself at the castle gates, begging to be dinner for whomever had lived inside. It is so good in fact, such a thick and heady feeling, that you grow dizzy from it, your body like lightning once again, a second orgasm before you’ve even finished riding the high of your first one.

Kylo can feel it, can feel the pleasure that pulses out of your body, the hot gush of slick that coats his breeches, still half-dressed in all his desperation, and he grinds his hips upwards, a slower, deeper pace set to fuck you through it as he sates all of his hungers.

“Darling I’m -- ��� His voice is muffled against your throat, but you don’t need him to speak the words for you to know what he’s going to say, what he’s going to ask.

“Yes, please, come inside me.” You sigh, moving almost in slow motion as you card your hands through his hair, combing the silken dark locks away from his face as he continues to moan and pant against your neck, his hips grinding up up up, fucking you on his lap, until he finally stills and shudders out a deep rumbling orgasm of his own.

The two of you stay like that for some time; your body wrapped around his on the velvet armchair as he clings to you, his eyes shut as he moans out gratitude against your pulse. He’s good about the way he drinks, he never takes too much. You are dizzy and weak afterwards, but never so much that you are in any real danger. Immortality helped greatly with that, even if it wasn’t a complete transformation into the undead as Kylo and his brothers were.

“Thank you, oh fuck, thank you.” His fangs retract back into his gums, and with a bloodied tongue, he licks closed the puncture holes that he has pierced, a kindness to not mar your skin that all three brothers give to you. He noses at one of the golden dangling earrings that have warmed against your skin from all the hot breathing, “I’ll never get tired of that feeling.”

“I should hope not.” You smile softly, a playful jest that has him smiling back -- a rare sight from Kylo.

With trembling hands, you cup Kylo’s cheeks and guide his face to yours, kissing your own blood off of his lips. It doesn’t taste nearly as sweet as your boys think it does, but that’s alright, you’re not the one drinking it after all.

“Can you walk?” Kylo asks after a while, and you let out a silent puff of a laugh, the obvious answer being no.

“In a moment.” You roll your eyes, just wanting to sit there with him for a little while, still so dizzy and sex-drunk that you need to catch your breath and let the room stop spinning for a few minutes. He recognizes this and simply returns to kissing you sweetly, gentle chaste presses of his lips on yours.

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Like that you both stay, until the bells toll twelve, and the sun is so high in the sky that even through the foliage outside the study window, light streams through in ethereal ribbons between the branches. A streak of light lands on your bodies, and even after all this time of worrying that you’d burst into flame, all that happens is the ever so slight tingling of your skin, no different than that of the way Kylo makes you feel.

Realizing just how late it’s gotten, Kylo groans and carefully pats your thigh, a signal to get off of his lap and stand on your own two feet. He follows suit, and the two of you look at each other, admiring one another’s bodies. He tucks his cock back into his breeches and buttons himself back up, not bothering with the vest or jacket. You reach for your robe, and attempt to fix the disaster that your hair has become, to little success.

“Why don’t we go to lunch and show my brothers your pretty new gift?” Kylo suggests, knowing that the noon bell would draw Mattie and Ben away from their respective activities long enough for a bite or two to eat.

“They’ll be angry with you for not sharing.” You point out, but Kylo only gives you one of his dangerous smiles.

“I know.” He winks, and you roll your eyes, wondering how on earth these boys have gone five hundred years without killing one another, the way they rile each other up so.

Opening the door wider for you, Kylo allows you to step out of the study and into the corridor first like the gentleman that he is, and when you reach out his hand and he whisks you away to the formal dining room, you can’t help but feel so lucky that this is the life that they have given you, and lucky that you still have something you can give to them in return.

As Ben and Mattie both immediately begin to protest that Kylo did in fact keep you all to himself for the entire morning, you satisfy your own hunger with blood drunk from your diamond goblet, smiling to yourself over their bickering antics.

And though there are answers to questions you have asked that remain secret to you, though you may not have the extent of the abilities that they do, you know that no matter where they go, into the shadows so too will you follow.

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