#sassy kylo ren

[claudefrollosreddiamondring]

Bro has been Mewing since he was in the Womb.

[bumpscosity]

Congrats to classic disneyland ride fans tho your shits basically walk-on

star wars after dark tonight disneylands a disaster

[buriedaliens]

Rating my Tavs

1. The Tavster. He was my first! A wizard white dragonborn. This was after I tweaked his appearance a bit. He's intelligent and quite sassy. He was supposed to romance Karlach but accidentally fucked Astarion. Oops. 7/10

2. Tavid. I think he's like a warlock drow idk I fucking hate him got off the Nauteloid, looked at his purple ass Kylo Ren lookin mug and never touched the file again 0/10

3. Mr. Tav. Black dragonborn that started as a warlock but I swapped him to a Monk. He's trying to woo Shadowheart but doesn't know if it's working. He's very hopeless and doing his best. 8/10

4. Amalthea (420 A.H.E. *Years After Himmel the Hero Era*) my beloved sorcerer. She's a walking shitpost and based on the Last Unicorn protagonist. Truly a glass cannon in the sense that her spells fuck but homie gets fucked even harder by enemies. She will be downed and every enemy on the map will go you know what fuck that elf bitch in particular and just keep smashing her up. She's my favorite for many reasons though so 20/10.

5. Tavatha. I loved playing Amalthea in my friend group play through so much I made another sorcerer so this is her. She accidentally started looking too Anakin so I gave her some highlights and face tattoos and then she started accidentally looking like my cat Shikamaru so I'll have to live with that. She gives fuck it punk bisexual vibes but in the play through I'm calling it Girls Night™️ and only using shadowheart, laezel, and Karlach in the party. 9/10.

[puella-peanut]

Hi ☺️ I was wondering, how did you get into Silverusso?

So, I didn't get into Silverusso. Silverusso got into me.

Y'know, like how you get infected by chicken pox as a kid, and then once you get it you're immune to it? That didn't happen to me (I was vaccinated)--or actually, only the first part happened to me. I got infected Big Time with Silverusso fever, and Lord knows I shall never recover!! (I don't wanna either.)

Anyway, back in Ye Olde Days, I grew up watching the KK movies. (Well, I grew up watching KK1, and watched the other two once or twice at most, also the Hilary Swank one, since I disliked all after 1, lol.)

Anyway, Daniel LaRusso was my childhood, tween, and teenage girl-self's love (which in itself it So Very Odd because I never liked small little pretty boys, always going for ones that were older and looked far more rugged (lmao, like Kreese) or even handsome, tall, and sophisticated (like Terry, LOL)--ANYWAY--so when I heard of Cobra Kai, I KNEW I HAD TO WATCH IT. Then I saw the trailer for season one, and I thought it was gonna be trash, so...I didn't. Oof.

What got me to watch it? A very shallow reason.

I saw the trailer for season 4, and oh my gosh, is that TERRY SILVER?? Looking so TALL AND HANDSOME?? SILVER FOX DADDY??? And that was it. I was HOOKED.

I started off shipping Lawrusso (their AMAZING chemistry in season 1 and 2, but especially 1, is still fantastic!), but even while I liked it, I was slightly bored by it. Meanwhile, I was reading more and more on Terry, looking at all his scenes in season 4, spoiling it for myself, and loving every second. TIG was magnetic, he stole every scene he was in with his demeanor, his charm, his dialogue, the small little quirks of body and build--and that strange, sensual, unholy, tension soaked and oddly flirty chemistry he had with my baby boy, Daniel....oh boy. OH BOY!!

Silverusso stole my heart from the moment they shared their first interaction at the dojo. I watched that scene over and over even while I was still making my way through season 2. The CHEMISTRY between the two of them--off the charts! Daniel has more chemistry with Terry in this one scene (and of course the convenience store scene) then he has with any other character in the show, even his wife, Amanda lol. What the shit!

I mean, even when Terry and Daniel didn't share the screen with each other, their presence in the other's life and what had come of it some 30 years hence was undeniable and tangible. There was a...heat, an intensity. A dark caress across time. A shadow. It was alluring. Mesmerizing. The way Terry and Daniel bounced off each other, how easily triggered by their other they were despite trying to be composed and rational about it (well, at least Daniel lol). Insane. Illegal!

I hadn't fallen so hard for a pairing since Reylo (tall, dark, dominant and sinister Kylo Ren/Ben and brown haired, brown eyed tiny, pretty, spunky and sassy, tempted-by-the-dark-side Rey from Star Wars--another pairing that shares a LOT of similarities with Silverusso!).

So, I finally re-watched KK3 as soon as I finished season 3, and. Holy shit. The Silverusso was ONCE AGAIN OFF THE CHARTS. I totally forgot that Terry got into this zany scheme for Kreese, because once Daniel LaRusso got roped into this stupid plot, it was like the boy pulled something beyond everything else outta him. Ridiculous. Crazy! This goes way beyond cocaine, if you ask me.

I had so many questions--why is Terry so obsessed with this boy? Why does he stick so close to him all the time? Why does Daniel turn to putty at the sound of his voice, a touch of the hands? WHY IS TERRY SO TOUCHY FEELY?? Why does he look at Daniel Like That? Why is he such a Wolf to Daniel's naive Little Red? Was this intentional? If not, why does it come across this way? Ahem. It just goes on and on. And on.

I did NOT recall it being this dark and sensual as a little girl. Was this normal in family movies from the 1980s? (It's not.) If this was actually a good film (because let's be real, this movie is garbage lol), one made for adults, it would definitely be a dark, perhaps tragic coming of age/first love story. It had and has all the elements--it was simply the execution that made it fall so short, sadly.

But yeah. Ship for the ages here, folks!

[thewriterowl]

Sunburst

Chapter Twenty-Three: Just Visiting

When Luke drifted off into the Force after he faced off against Kylo Ren, he thought perhaps, finally, he was done with suffering and loneliness and so much loss. Instead, he wakes up in the body of his eight-year-old self with a haunting whisper vibrating in his memory:

One more chance, little sun, you deserve one more chance.

--

Time for the next update! Some sassy children and angst and growing fondness with Skywalker stupidity galore.

Hope it is enjoyed! Let me know what you think of all the Daddies and their daddy-ness happening!

[opinated-user]

Ok so I've never watched Owl House but I will say, everytime I see Lily shittalk Hunter, comparing him to Kylo Ren and whatnot while putting up pictures of him I have to laugh because, he does not give me That Vibe at all. His design makes me think "awkward troubled boy", not "generic angsty evil guy" ("adorkable" would be another good word to describe him tbh).

And from what I've seen, teenargers tend to put him in the "he's just like me" box, as opposed to "omg he's so hot". Especially transmasc teens tend to relate to him I've noticed.

It's just so funny when Lily says something like "generic angsty white guy" and on the screen you see Hunter with the goofiest smile like, girl I'm not convinced sorry.

tbf a person can relate to a character and also find them attractive. hunter is a fictional teenage so if teenagers girls or boy or non binary people find him attractive, there's nothing wrong with that. it's only wrong when an adult woman feels entitled to judge them because of doing the most normal thing any teenager can do.

hunter starts as a dark and mysterious villain with sassy moments, which is when and how LO liked him to be, but the more is known about him we find him to be just a traumatized boy who wants to belong somewhere and have friends. he's not my favorite character, but i can easily see why it would be the one for so many other people and why he became popular in fandom. the experience of seeing a character evolve and change makes them more interesting than the characters who stay the same the whole way through, which is exactly how LO wants all characters to be.

[worfianism]

Ahsoka Ep 7

Spoilers ahead

- oooo sassy hera

- always so funny when star wars characters are like this sounds like a fairy tale and im like yes buddy you are indeed in a fairy tale

- C3P0!!!! On behalf of LEIA 😭😭😭😭😭

- Senator Organa is Senatoring

- see I get it. Senator Xiono being wary because Hera does read like a military woman stuck in a war but he's very reticent which along with the fact they pointed out that there is ex-empire at all levels in the new Republic make me distrust him

- 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 ANAKIN

- at least he's self aware 😂

- SKYGUY STILL TEACHING SNIPS 😭😭😭😭😭

- Awh buddy. You know what I think Good Master is pushing it but I get it. I really do think he tried his best when it came to Ahsoka especially since they were at war but he still let his selfishness get in the way of being a truly good master.

- Huyang I LOVE YOU. David Tennant I LOVE YOU.

- sometimes I forget that Ahsoka was apprenticed to arguably the best pilot in the galaxy

- did he not know this? Or is that he knew that Anakin was Vader but not that Ahsoka was apprenticed to Anakin?

- YOU KNOW WHY JEDI HAVE HAD TO HIDE FOR YEARS?????? (Order 66 mention im sensitive about that)

- I do get why people enjoy Thrawn as a villain

- I love that we go from space battle to idyllic little ride with ezra and sabine

- Zeb mention!!!

- OMG HE DOESNT KNOW ABOUT JACEN!! DAVE YOU BETTER GIVE ME THAT REUNION!!!

- Ezra 😂😂😂 "Really? You???"

- Oh Sabine. You know you messed up. But you can't admit it and you can't fix it.

- ARE THEY CANONISING FORCE TRAINING BONDS????? I thought they were entirely headcanon? (I mean I know Rey and Kylo ren had a force bond but I thought master-padawan bonds were something the Internet made up) also sabine is basically force-null so could she have a training bond anyway?

- UH OH

- damn Baylon Skoll essentially gives like evil Obi-Wan Kenobi vibes but anyway I wonder what he's up to

- COME ON DAVE GIVE ME EZRA WITH A LIGHTSABER, GIVE MY LITTLE JEDI BACK

- omg the little guys trying with a slingshot

- Ezra's ability to care about literally anyone I love him

- COME ON GIVE THE BOY A LIGHTSABER SABINE I KNOW YOU HAVE HIS

- Sabine saying she's like you but lacks your sense of humour about Shin I can't 😂

- omg they just dropped the soft Ahsoka theme very randomly

- I wonder who did the music for the show

- EZRA TAKE THE LIGHTSABER BABY PLEASE

- THE FORCE IS MY ALLY THAT IS ALL I NEED

- EZRA USING THE FORCE 😭😭😭😭😭

- the little guy just threw a pan I love it

- AHHH LEAVE HIM ALONE !!!!! HIM AND HIS LOVELY HAIR

- oh ezra how do you not know that you can't say stuff like that it's basically asking to jinxing it

- HUYANG TO THE RESCUE!

- Oh god for a moment I forgot that troopers were now clone troopers not stormtroopers so for a second I was like yay they're being rescued!!

- EZRA LIGHTSABER PLEASE

- hes so ezra

- Huyang you have to outlive literally everyone

- I'll give that to Thrawn, they are kind of like Jedi of old

- uh ohhhh

- Ahsoka 🥺 offering to help a darksider back to the light

- EZRA AHSOKA REUNION HUG IM IN SHAMBLES 😭😭😭😭 AHSOKA'S LITTLE LAUGH

- OH EZRA MY HEART IS BURSTING WITH LOVE FOR YOU

[ao3feed--reylo]

"laser sword"

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

by red_velvet_starlight

Rey is an engineering major and spends her time in the engineering lab for fun. She's always noticed this one guy on campus that seemingly gets a lot of unwanted attention. One day she decides to talk to him and finds out he's trying to build a working lightsaber. She offers to help and sparks fly.

Words: 2551, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Rey (Star Wars), Ben Solo

Relationships: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Engineering, Lightsaber Construction (Star Wars), ignorant and shy ben, confident and sassy rey, Rey Knows What She Wants (Star Wars), ben is an idiot, Milkshake Date

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

[fandom-rpfinder]

Hey, I'm Jay (20s, any pronouns) LF someone 18+ for a Star Wars RP on Discord!

I write in 3rd person, paragraph format and write from 3-4 paragraphs - the discord limit! However, I do try to match my partner's.

Double ups are very welcome! I'm open to rping CCxCC and OC x CC! Pairings can be of any gender/orientation (I've seen all the movies/shows, so I'm familiar with most of those characters)

AU storylines welcome!

🌠 LF rps for two different characters:

-My sassy bounty hunter OC, Zheth against a General Hux -My angsty dark side mercenary OC, Skurn against a Kylo Ren (alternatively might consider Clone Wars Maul)

I prefer to have the romance be a companion genre to the action aspects to help it develop more naturally. I like angst with fluff in my rps & don't mind some dark themes if called for!

🌠 Feel free to reach out to my discord .deathspecter or like/comment on this post! (If we already have an rp going, I'm not replacing it! Just looking for some new ones in addition to it)

🎥

[97mosquitoes]

the sassy man epidemic (2015-) started with Kylo Ren

[techniiciian]

❛ An eight pack? ❜ He barely refrains from rolling his eyes. ❛ Too bad all of that development bypassed his brain. ❜

the look of utter offense and annoyance on his face speaks volumes. the words ‘how dare you’ hang unspoken in the air between them.

Matt wants nothing more than to rise to the defense of his brother at such an unimpressed insult. maybe if it had been a simple trooper, or a petty officer, or even a fellow technician then the blond might have raised his hackles in verbal retaliation.

but no, this was the General casting out sassy remarks. and even Matt had to admit that out of everyone in the First Order it was Hux that deserved the right to insult the Knight of Ren. after all, Kylo did happened to cause the ginger nothing but constant stress and irritation.

so instead of snapping back Matt’s face softens into a slight pout. he opens his mouth to give a retort but nothing comes to mind so he just huffs out a disgruntled sigh. ". . . i guess you have a point. . . so does that mean you aren't interested in the super secret kylo ren abs and mask calendar?"

[backtonaboo]

AND AnOTHeR THiNG

I want snarky Ben Solo in TROS

[avengersobsession]

WHAT CAN I SAY EXCEPT YOU’RE WELCOME

[imashybear]

Y’all, I am LIVING for sassy Ben Solo. 😂

[maybe-your-left]

what goes up must come down - chapter eight

Summary: Kylo raised a brow, “Do you still want ice cream today?” 

“Yes please.” 

“Then get your dirty ass finger off that dress.” 

A link to my Mega Masterlist, Kylo Ren Masterlist, and my Random Ren Masterlist, and what goes up must come down Masterlist for all your stalking needs.

These sheets are too silky, too soft, too… too much? 

Your hotel bed sheets would’ve been more gritted, maybe would've caught on your skin while you tossed and turned throughout the night. Gaze across the dimmed room at your sleeping baby's face, cherub cheek squished against the low thread count pillow. 

Instead of lying on your back and staring at the ceiling fan on a low hum, you laid in a pitch black room. 

A large california king four poster bed, sleek black wood. An abundance of silky pillows that cupped the back of your head, enough room for you to spread your legs before brushing a cold calf of another person. 

Snoring like a buzzsaw going through a plank of wood, followed by snorting that could wake the dead. 

Even a black shade over his eyes, smelling like burgemont and cloves. Too good for a man who spent a good quarter of your life making it a living hell. 

God, you remembered what it was like falling asleep with him when you were younger. 

He was riddled with night terrors, waking up screaming so loudly he burst blood vessels in both his eyes. While you were so tired from medications to keep you asleep through the ramblings. 

Throwing punches in his sleep, walking around your dorm room in the dead of night. Pushing open doors to rooms that were locked, once he was almost arrested for trying to get in someone’s room when you burst out and woke him. 

Having to wrap your arms and legs around him to calm him down, don’t ever wake a sleep walker. 

You turned your head to look at him now, older. Wiser, softer even, when you thought he would be a jagged mess of what he once was. 

As bruised and bloodied as his under eyes betrayed the first few mornings you were at Niagara. 

He looked so defeated. 

But now, you saw the profile of a man who was sleeping serenely. Calm and collected, aside from forgetting to invest in a breathe-right nasal strip for his fucking snoring. 

You signed, slapping your palms over the covers in a huff. You couldn’t sleep, not with the earlier events of the evening playing on repeat in your mind. 

The cheek kisses, calling you Angel by mistake, Nyx dropping daddy on him. 

You used to be his saviour, his miracle, his angel. Sent down to help him become someone worth living, he would whisper it between showering your lips with kisses at the end of every night. 

Pressing you up against the flimsy wall of your first apartment together, hiking up your leg to wrap around his hip before grinding down. 

Angel-my love-my perfect one. 

I love you so much. 

Don’t ever forget that, no matter what happens. 

You remember what he did when you found out Nyx's gender, he got down on his knees. Gripping your sides with the shakiest of hands and ripping your shirt over the barely there bump. 

Pressing featherlight kisses to the stretching skin while silent tears fell from his eyes. 

Another gift. 

You took a sharp breath, snapped out of it by a particularly harsh snort. Kylos head whipped to the left, the black silky covering his eyes staring straight through you. 

A small fingertip came up to caress his cheek, Nyx looked so much like him. Your heart thundered in your chest as you smoothed over his jaw, towards the sharp angle of sunken flesh. 

Dusted pink and purple from how deep it cut through flesh and bone, right under the eye shade. And across his right brow, you traced the line softly. Wishing you had been there when it happened, like when all his previous injuries happened. 

When Kylo was younger, he had fallen in with the wrong crowd. Calling you one night and explaining he had been stabbed and had to go to the hospital. 

You drove there shaking, in your tiny college car. Barely knowing him other than the first few weeks of steady fucking, he was in an alleyway across town. Back behind a dumpster, his black tank top was soaked with blood and he was paler than usual. 

You’d helped him to the hospital, held his hand while he got stitches. Pretending like he wasn’t crying when they asked for his emergency contact and he had no one, not even a sibling or cousin who could be called about the attack. 

He was alone, except for you. 

“Stoppit,” Kylo grumbled in his sleep, twitching his cheek, “Itches when you touch.” 

“Sorry,” you whispered, petting his cheek one more time before settling back down. 

He sniffled loudly, pulling away his mask before blinking a few times. Locking eyes and sighing before he moved his cheek away from your fingers. 

“Why are you still awake?” 

You shrugged, moving to touch him again. “How’d you get this, Ky?” 

“Will knowing make you fall asleep?” 

“I don’t know…” 

Kylo hummed, rubbing his face and massaging the scar in question. Sighing once more, “I got in a fight…” 

You rolled your eyes, rolling to your side so your body faced his. “Obviously, how else would someone get a scar like that?” 

He shot you a glare. 

“When did it happen? You didn’t have it-“ you stopped, not wanting to taint the mood with the memory of you leaving. 

“About two years after you left,” he scratched his cheek, “Wasn’t a fun day.” 

“I bet…” 

Kylo rolled closer to you, enough for you to really take stock of the scar. How jarred and deep it really was, had to hurt badly and clearly he didn’t take care of it when it happened. Your hand came up aside from him flinching slightly and started touching it again. 

Softly kneading the muscles of his cheek, “What happened, Kylo?” 

“I got in a fight,” he started again, “And it was with my old man, about a week before he passed away. It festered and pussed and bruised because I didn’t let anyone take care of it until I had to go to his funeral with my eye closed shut from infection.” 

“Oh shit-Han did that?” 

He made a noncommittal noise, moving his face from you again. “Wasn’t his fault, he tried to apologise for it afterwards but I was so mad. All I could think about was how no one cared about me, how my own father scarred me because he was afraid of what I might do.” 

“I care about you,” you whispered softly. 

“Not then,” he whispered back, eyes turning glassy like your own, “You weren’t there, and that’s all I could think about. How if you were there you would’ve told me that it made me handsome, and that it was okay, and you would’ve helped me clean it or bring a sorry present to him. But you weren’t there, and that broke me.” 

“Kylo,” you took a sharp inhale, launching forward and into his chest. Wrapping your arms around his neck and proceeding to cry into his skin. “I’m-so sorry, I’m so sorry, I-I” 

“I know you are.” 

Big hands cradled your skull, rocking the two of you back and forth in a tight embrace of tears and apologies. You pressed soft kisses along his cheek, running up and down the length of the scar. Pulling back to search his eyes, you whispered, “Will you kiss me?” 

Kylo took a deep breath, sharp enough for you to feel the air sucked from your lungs. Licking his lips before glancing at yours, open and waiting for an answer. 

“Please-“ 

Sealing your own with his, he stopped your plead. Both of you inhaled sharply at the first taste in so long. A tongue licking at your lips for entrance, you opened slightly. Choking a little from the tears mixed with passion, Kylos tongue plunged inside. 

The taste was sharp and absolutely perfect, you moaned. 

Throwing your arms around his neck, Kylos left hand cradled your skull. Keeping you still while you moaned in bliss, other gliding down your cheek to your jaw and neck. Squeezing slightly, you gasped, lips pulling away with a string of spit connecting, “Fuck, Kylo-I…” 

“I know,” he whispered again, pushing you into the mattress softly as he climbed over you. “It’s alright, it’s going to be alright.” 

You nodded, “I need-“ 

Kylos body pressed into yours, the weight a comfort that you desperately needed. Digging into his bare shoulders while you kissed at his lips over and over. It was what you craved, wanting everything he could give you. 

His hand left your throat, slipping under the covers stretching to the hem of your nightgown. Tugging it up over your hips, you whined and lifted to help him on his quest. The touch of his fingertips hot on your cold skin, sending sparks of arousal through you until it gathered at your center. 

You pulled back from showering his face, breathing hot on his lips. “Take me, I need you,” you whispered, opening your legs to make room for him. Moaning when his fingers slipped under your panties, meeting your wetness that had gathered. 

He groaned at the first touch, sliding through your folds to your clit. Swiping in a tight circle, “I need you too, I’ve needed you for so long…” 

Slipping your thumbs under your panties, tugging them off your jelly legs while his lips sucked on your collarbone. Harsh and wet, “Fuck,” you cried out. Legs falling open as wide as you could. 

Kylos hand slicked from your arousal sunk inside you, thick against your tight walls. You cried, tucking your face into his outstretched neck while he laved at your chest. Two fingers joining the wetness, you felt them slide in and out, deep as he could get to his knuckles. 

Slamming into your cunt, you gasped louder and louder and louder before Kylos lips left you. Pulling back onto his knees, wet fingers to his lips, “You better be quiet,” he warned, “I don’t need Nyx waking up to her mother being a slut for her daddy.” 

You flushed, embarrassment flooding your bones but also simmering arousal at his threat. Whispering back at him, “I’ll be good, I’ll be good for you…” 

“Good girl,” Kylo purred. 

Moving between your legs with ease, you watched him slip his hand into his sleep pants. Tugging out his hard cock, sliding his wet digits over the length. You shimmied your body down towards him, moving your arms out of the infuriatingly slippery nightgown. 

Stripping bare for him, you reveled in his eyes dancing over your form. Focusing on your bare breasts swinging as you threw the nightgown across the bedroom. You fell back into the pillows, sighing softly as Kylo crawled closer. 

Propping your thighs to sprawl around his hips, you felt the head of his cock slip through your folds. Prodding at your entrance softly, dipping into your honey pot only an inch before slapping at your clit. 

Shushing your whimpers, gathering your wrists in his hand above your head. Pinning you down before he pushed inside, “Fuck-you’re always so tight for me.” 

“Just for you,” you cooed, straining to touch his body as he began thrusting. 

Setting a punishing pace, Kylo leaned over your shaking form. Teeth bared and groaning as the tip grazed your deepest parts, hooking towards the front wall to skim over your spot. Sending shockwaves of pleasure behind your eyes, you cried out at a hard thrust, “Oh please-please can I cum?” 

He nodded, gripping your waist hard before he pulled out. Whining loudly and launching towards him, “Hey, I was close!” 

“Shut up, you’ll finish,” he growled, tugging at himself a few times while you panted. Kylo throes your wrists back before smirking at your irritated scowl, “Flip over, I want to fuck you so hard you wake up our daughter.” 

You chuckled, scrambling on all fours and sighing as he slipped right back in. 

“Someone thinks highly of himself…” 

———— 

Kylo had to muffle her mouth with three of his fingers, lodged down her tight throat so she would stop screaming. 

Never had he worked up such a sweat from fucking someone, his back a sneeze away from spasming while he plowed her into oblivion.

Slobber coating one of the pillows now on the floor, along with the remnants of sheets that were covered by her squirt when he hit a particularly sensitive spot. Clenching his teeth while she constricted around his cock like a heavenly kiss, he saw stars when he came. 

Filling her deep and to the brim, the sheer white glimmer shining in the darkness of the room. 

He lapped it up with his flat tongue, savoring the taste of their combined juices. Covering his face before finally kissing her kitten soft lips, mewling before slumbering down into her pillows. 

Kylos never felt so stated. 

Happy, even! 

Like all the uncertainty of the world came crashing down as their lips finally touched. And he missed her, oh he missed her. Even with her right next to him, he needed to feel her. 

Coiling around her form into the early morning sun that streamed through the curtains. Kylo stared at her face, delicate and furrowed in concentration, whatever dream she’d been having causing her focus to wane from their passionate affair. 

He glanced under the covers, sighing contentedly at her nude form. This he could get used to, her rising and falling breasts, nipples tightening as the silk sheet slips over them. 

Kylo thought about leaning over and suckling one into his mouth, waking her up with his tongue swirling around the tight buds. Maybe she would reward him with a well deserved blow job, thinking about it made him chub up a little under the cover. 

But no, he glanced at his phone, propped up on a stand to see the time. 

7:30 AM. 

Nyx would be awake soon, wanting and begging for attention. He had gotten so lucky she was sleepy last night when the ghosts of his past showed up at dinner. And Katie being a bitch with her declaration of wanting him as a boyfriend, he shuddered at the thought. 

Looking back down at (Y/N)s sleeping face for reassurance, maybe… just maybe, he could ask her if she’d like to throw a label on the arrangement? 

He had tried to push her for what she wanted in the past and she was against him talking about the future. But that was before she came crawling to his house, without his prompting! And made her way back into his soul, there was no turning back after last night. 

Kylo was sure of it. 

He placed a soft kiss on her forehead, whispering that he would be back before rolling out of bed. 

Usually, his mornings consisted of him getting up for a jog in his home gym. Followed by lifting weights for an hour, maybe an hour and a half depending on his sleep. Second jog around the parks across from the building, stop for coffee, and come up to a pre-made breakfast of nine eggs with only two yolks and a smoothie. 

But he had to forget that plan, because he opened the hallway door and was met with the grumpy face of his child. 

Little arms crossed over her princess pajama chest, hair messed up like she slept for a thousand years. 

“Hello, Nyx.” 

She glared at him, “Where’s mommy?” 

He sighed, running a hand through his hair, “She’s asleep.” 

“Why?” 

“Because she’s tired,” from a long night, he thought about adding. But didn’t want to explain what that meant to a five year old. Blanching at the thought of ever having to explain it to her… 

He shook himself, hands on his hips to stare her down with a taste of her own medicine. “Would you like some chocolate chip pancakes?” 

———— 

“Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” 

Kylo rolled his eyes, seated on his black couch with Nyx climbing all over his lap. Not really paying attention to the cartoons he turned on, he even had to pay for the specific channel for her and here she was not appreciating it. 

He grunted as her knee went into his side, grabbing at her waist to hold her down. She was filthy too, still in her pajamas like he was, and smeared in the chocolate he stupidly fed her. 

Her mom stood to the side, eying the two of them with suspicion. Brushing back her done hair and checking inside her purse, “I won’t be back until tomorrow morning, so I need to be sure you don’t need Vic or Rose to come get her.” 

Kylo scoffed, covering Nyxs ears aside from her high pitched whine, “She’s my daughter-I don’t need another man being her caretaker.” 

They squinted at one another before Nyx wrestled off his lap and fell towards the coffee table. Beginning her cries, “Mommy I don’t want you to go…” Kylos heart broke. 

He didn’t want her to leave either, utterly confused how to deal with his daughter alone. In his own house… what would he do? It wasn’t kid proofed at all. 

He had stubbed his toe on a table leg last week, glancing down at the bruising digit before clearing his throat again. 

“Nyx, it’ll be alright. I can take you shopping and maybe get some new things to show mommy when she’s back. Okay?” 

Her eyes lit up, jackpot. Such a spoiled demon he had, an excellent treat for him to exploit. Nyx scrambled back into his lap, another knee now in his gut while she climbed over his shoulder and proceeded to bounce. 

(Y/N) chuckled while Kylo groaned at the awkward pressure, moving to the other side of the couch to kiss Nyxs chubby cheeks a few times dramatically, “You have fun with Kylo okay? And be an extra good girl for me, so he doesn’t kick us out next time.” 

She grinned at that, “Okay, mommy!” 

Kylo looked over his shoulder at her, watching while she wrestled with a way to say goodbye. Could they kiss in front of Nyx? Would she think it was weird? He wasn’t sure-but then his cheeks were grabbed by her hands and she planted a hot kiss on his lips. 

Popping obscenely in his child’s ear, he could feel the red lipstick she wore smeared over his own. 

He swallowed harshly, voice croaking, “See you tomorrow?” 

A nod, followed by another quick kiss and she was out the doorway. 

Kylo was in heaven, truly floating while Nyx rested in his lap to watch the TV. Humming some tune of whatever they were watching before her little voice caught his attention. 

“Why’d mommy kiss you, Kylo?” 

His heart stopped, what do you tell a five year old? Do you try and explain the process of their relationship? Or lie and say everyone does it? He doesn’t want her trying to kiss everyone she sees just because he told her it was okay… 

“Is it because mommy is your girlfriend?” Her voice teased. Nyxs little head leaned back on his shoulder, peering up at him with mock disgust. 

Perfect, she knows sarcasm now. 

He sighed, standing up with her wrapped in his arms and started walking towards the bedrooms. They both stunk and needed to get dressed for the day, Kylo set her down at her doorway. 

“Yes, mommy is my girlfriend Nyx.” 

———— 

Five year olds aren’t fit to dress themselves. 

They are barely fit enough to respect personal boundaries, or space, or any decency whatsoever. Kylo learned very quickly that Nyx was not equipped to handle any tasks other than getting the bare minimum done. 

He was just finishing shaving his face when she kicked in the bathroom door in just a t-shirt and her underwear. Thank god, Kylo had the blade down or else he would’ve slit his throat. 

Quickly rushing her out of his bedroom with the promise of candy, Nyx led him to her suitcase which had been ripped open and strewn across the bedroom. 

Kylo sighed at the display, resigned to buying her all new clothes throughout the day. He grabbed out some black leggings, and tried to pair it with a maroon sweater her mom packed. Another layer would be better since it was cold out, so he fished out a tan cardigan that she could wear too. 

Nyx followed him back into his bedroom complaining about her wet mess of hair. Kylo dragged a chair into the bathroom, forcing her to sit still while he brushed through it. 

Mumbling out small apologies when he yanked too hard. Nyx hummed and mumbled while he brushed away her baby hairs, content to feel her soft hair through his fingers. 

Something he thought he’d never have the chance to touch just four months ago… 

After braiding her hair, thanks to Leia for teaching him when he was younger, he wrapped her in a warm coat and pulled on his own. 

“Okay Nyx,” he held out his hand, “Hold my hand and don’t run away, we are walking to a few stores.” 

“Okay, where are we going?” 

Kylo locked his front door, slipping his pinkie and ring finger into her small palm. Rubbing her knuckles with his oversized thumb, “Just a couple places, okay? You’ll get something from each one.” 

“Can we get toys? Auntie Rose's place has toys…” 

The elevator dinged on the bottom floor, Kylo gripped Nyx tighter. Walking out into the shiny lobby of his building, giving a very glances towards his neighbors who seemed shocked to see a child with him. 

Kylo was sure it was a sight to see. 

“Alright,” he pulled Nyx closer to his form, the streets were bustling with people and he was momentarily considering bringing a dog leash to reign her in. “Can you stay right by me the whole time?” 

“Yes,” she nodded. 

“And be a good girl and listen to me?” 

Another nod. 

“Okay, let’s go write some checks.” 

——— 

“Nyx,” Kylo hissed for the fiftieth time, “Stop touching everything.” 

She glared over her shoulder, reaching out with a steady fingertip to touch the expensive gown in front of her. 

He did not break eye contact, she would not win this. The saleswoman would just have to wait, “Nyx.” 

“What?” 

The sass, he growled, ripping off another check to hand to the waiting hands of whatever her name was. Again, not blinking at his monster of a daughter, “Stop. It.” 

“Stop what?” 

Kylo raised a brow, “Do you still want ice cream today?” 

“Yes, please.” 

“Then get your dirty ass finger off that dress.” 

——— 

"Somehow I'm writing the checks and I'm wrong?" that's kylo all this chapter

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