#solo organa triplets

[shrinkthisviolet]

realizing they can never return home with the Skywalker triplets?

Gladly! This follows them throughout the trilogy and touches on some of the aftermath. It's vague on purpose, but the details here are mostly true to how things will go for them after the war (if I tweak a few minor things, I’ll edit this fic to reflect that). Also, I added some Han in here too, hope you don't mind:

War was a funny thing.

Lucy and Leia had grown up hearing stories about it, dipped into it as children, and thrust into it as adults. Luke had grown up knowing about it only from the Imperial history books, ignorant to the rest of it by design, and thrust into it with little warning as an adult, with only his mentor and surrogate sister to guide him.

But then his mentor died, he gained two friends, and his surrogate sister turned out to be the more deeply connected to the Force and lightly trained in connecting to it and holding a staff.

But she at least had resources from Ben���Obi-Wan, but Luke and Leia refused to call him that, and Lucy had always called him Obi��so the two of them muddled through.

It wasn’t easy. Between Jedi training and the fights against the Empire, sometimes it felt like only their promise kept them going through the worst of it: no more children fearing the Empire.

Lucy and Luke’s shared nightmare had turned out to be real. Leia had lost her home planet, her parents, her people. Han had been homeless all his life, bouncing around, taking odd jobs, never having a place to call home. They refused to let any other child suffer such horrors…and with the defeat of the first Death Star, it became easier to believe.

So they threw themselves into it, dedicated themselves to the cause, rose up in the Rebellion (Leia already had, but she was more than happy to pull them up as far as she could—to her, these were her best friends, her family). It became all about the Rebellion, from early dawn to darkest night, and even while they slept.

Tyranny never slept, after all, so why should freedom?

Fighting took a toll, of course it did. Physical scars abounded in Luke’s prosthetic hand, Lucy’s prosthetic arm, the small scars on Leia’s face and hands from the torture droids, Han’s torture scars and fuzzy vision in the first few seconds of a bright light. The four of them awoke screaming from nightmares, consoled only by the presence of one another. Luke, Lucy, and Leia, with connections to the Force, had it the worst, so often they’d sleep cuddled together if they could afford it.

When the war’s over, they told themselves, things will be different.

So hoped every Rebellion soldier. Everyone wanted to go home again, once there was a home to go back to…and slowly, with each battle won, with each victory, even with each loss…they held on to that, inching closer and closer.

And then Luke, Lucy, and Leia discovering they were siblings.

And then the Rebellion blew up the Death Star.

And then Luke came back, embraced his siblings—siblings, imagine that, two of them—and his best friend.

Things were supposed to get easier after that.

But they didn’t. They never got easier.

Each of them had been hurt, betrayed, in different ways throughout the war. And there was no time to linger on that in wartime, of course—but now, with peacetime nigh…there was time.

Even as peace talks were still under way…their bodies relaxed, slowly registering the danger had passed…and newly processing everything that had come before.

Luke and Lucy taught Leia in the Jedi way, and Leia took to the lessons well. Han and Leia got married, settling into Hosnian Prime, with Leia as one of the top Senators. It felt almost like a restoration.

(It wasn’t home, though, and Leia saw it every time she looked out the window.

Han had never settled anywhere long enough to call home, had never bothered about it. But seeing Leia so tearful, so bitter…he couldn’t help but weep for her.)

And Luke and Lucy…well…

“I’m leaving, Luke.”

“…what?”

“I’m leaving,” Lucy repeated stiffly. “I didn’t want to say anything until the wedding was over, so…here it is.”

“Is this about—?”

“It’s about me,” Lucy snapped, “thank you very much, and I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t make a fuss and let me go.”

Luke pursed his lips. “Does Leia know?”

Lucy looked away.

“I…I rather hoped you’d come with me and—”

“No.” her voice trembled.

“You finished my training, Lu!” He insisted. “I—”

“You’ll manage just fine without me.” She took a deep, shuddering breath. “Better, even, I’d wager.”

“Lulu…”

“My mind is made up, Luke. Don’t waste our last moments trying to change it.”

He sighed, hugging his sister tightly. “If you want to leave…then alright. I won’t stop you. But at least tell me, where will you go?”

“Home, I think. To finish Aunt Beru’s work.”

He nodded sadly. “Keep in touch.”

She smiled bitterly. “We’re already in touch, genius.” She touched her forehead to his, closing his eyes and savoring his presence for a few moments. “I’ll miss you.”

“Please don’t let this be forever,” he whispered. “You’re family, and you know how to find me. You’re welcome anytime.”

“I know,” Lucy smiled sadly. “I know, Luke. I love you too.”

So off she went, flying to Tatooine, intent on her mission.

(Her mission had more than one part to it, but Luke didn’t have to know that.

Nor did he have to know that the further she went, the less it felt like home.)

Luke, for his part, wandered about, following trails and leads to find other Jedi for his Jedi school. Other students, even.

He’d start with adults, he decided. Kids could be challenging, and Luke himself had learned as an adult—he had experience teaching that age range. When he found more Jedi…well, then he’d see about teaching kids too.

(And yet, no matter where he went, no matter how many friends he made or places he settled…his heart still longed for home.

His heart still longed for his sisters.)

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[alexversenaberrie]

This is another one of my Mandalorian OC you’re free to use for a future painting.

Name: Isabeth Shae Djarin-Kryze

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Year of Birth: 12 ABY

Place of Birth: Mandalore

Parents: Din Djarin (father) and Bo-Katan Kryze (mother)

Siblings: Grogu (adopted brother), Mirta (biological sister), and Alexi (biological brother)

House: Kryze

Clan: Mudhorn

Titles: Princess of Mandalore, Duchess of Navarro

Appearance:

•5’4

•Light olive skin(Caucasian X Latina)

•Athletic

•Short face

•Long, straight, ginger brown hair

•Brown eyes

•Visible freckles on both sides of her cheek

Notable Skills:

•Combat: Well rounded in different forms of hand-to-hand combat such as being skilled in the use of Westar 34, 35, and carbine blasters. She’s also highly skilled in the use of the recently reforged Dark Saber.

•Athleticism: Due to constant training under her father, Din Djarin, Isabeth is very athletic like the rest of her family clan.

•Intelligence: Above-average intelligence, excelled well at both the newly reestablished Royal Academy as a youth and in training with her clan. She has minor experience in piloting ships.

•Force Sensitive?: No

Additional Information:

•She’s the second of triplets to sister Mirta and brother Alexi.

•Served both Generals Leia Organa-Solo and Poe Dameron as a commander for the Resistance in the battle against the First Order.

•A gifted Musician

•While tight-knit with her entire family, she has a closer relationship with her father and adopted brother Grogu.

Strengths:

•Is well-rounded on the field of politics, thanks to learning experience from her mother, Bo-Katan.

•Has amazing determination, willpower and like her mother, won’t go down without a fight.

•Fearless

•Can speak Basic, Mando’a, Twi’leki, Huttese, Tusken, and Gunganese.

•Fast-thinking, makes effective split-second decisions, and can improvise.

•Constantly on alert

•Competent

Weaknesses:

•Can be stubborn at times

•Antisocial

•Has a fear of droids

•Has a fear of flying, which can explain her lack of experience with piloting ships.

•Mild temper

Armor:

•Helmet: A “NiteOwl”-styled helmet that’s a mix between both of her parents helmets combined. The decal on the helmet is the Clan Kryze signet.

•Chest and Neck Pieces: Typical Nite Owl chest and neck pieces with the chest piece featuring her mother’s “Kryze Mythosaur” signet on the right side of the chest piece and Mandalorian “peace” Lillie’s on its left side. At its center is a gold heart to symbolize compassion and kindness.

•Groin: Typical Nite Owl groin piece

•Pauldrons: Similar to her mother’s, Isabeth has a “Nite Owl” signet on the left pauldron and her father and brother’s “Mudhorn” signet on the right pauldron.

•Gauntlets: Similar in appearance to Sabine Wren’s, the gauntlets have the ability to shoot paralyzing darts, emit shields, repulse attacks from sabers and blasters, grapple lines, and the ability to throw barrels and use flamethrower.

Hand armor: Similar to her father’s.

•Thigh Plates: Similar to her mothers’s.

•Knee Armor: Galaxy-styled like Ursa Wren’s but can launch missiles.

•Shin Guards: Typical Nite Owl-styled shin guards like her mother.

•Jet pack: Due to her fear of flying, she doesn’t often use her jet pack, which is similar to her father’s.

Armor Color Scheme:

•Grey Blue

•Beskar Silver

Soft parts:

•Similar to her mother’s.

Belt:

•Similar to Sabine Wren’s with a double belt but with a light blue sash around it.

Weapons in Possession:

•2 identical Westar blasters

•Dark Saber, recently reforged by her brother, Grogu.

Here she is :). As she is a duchess of Navarro, I decided to give her the robe of Navarro's High Magistrate ;) And as she is royalty - I gave her other 'crown' like hairdresser of Satine

There is dark saber of course, I hope that it is visible.

[ofstarsandvibranium]

I was remembering the Solo triplets AU you had, and now I came up with one: Han and his cousins.

Han Solo: a carpenter who went to architecture school but didn’t really like it, he lives in the suburbs with his Maine Coon cat Chewbacca, his guitar, and his badass wife Leia Organa. His repair van is called the Falcon.

Henry “Indiana” Jones: Han’s cousin from his mom’s side, he’s an archaeology professor and goes on digs. Hates snakes (big mood) and probably speaks several languages. He gave Han and Leia a fondue pot as a wedding present and wrote his congratulations on Quechua.

Rick Deckard: Rick works in tech and computers. He was going to be a professor for computer science but decided not to after all. Rick was one of the programmers for a really popular video game called Replicant back in the 80s and even helped with a remastering project.

yes. This is very *chef's kisses*.

[abloodlineunraveled]

Jacen's Verses

General Verses

A Long Time Ago - Jacen’s fifteen or sixteen with his whole life spread out in front of him but no idea what to do with it.  (No Vong unless specifically stated otherwise)

Death Doesn’t Discriminate - Jacen’s reaching adulthood in the midst of a war that could be the end of the galaxy as he knows it, fighting alongside his family and friends for survival and their way of life against an enemy like none he’d ever faced before. (Vong War Verse)

After the Storm - After the war things are slowly trying to return to normal, Coruscant is rebuilt and the Jedi try to find their footing.  Jacen is helping, as best he can, while still healing from his experiences during the war.

Awoken - TFA verse, Ben/Kylo Ren is Jacen’s older brother and Jacen has been active in the Resistance as a scout while hiding the training he had as a Jedi though he hadn’t yet reached the rank of Knight when Ben turned and the Academy was destroyed.  But upon feeling his father’s brush with death he’s returned to the Resistance base to be with his family while Han is in bacta and critical condition, reconnecting with his twin sister who left with their father all those years back.

Teen Rebel - Pre-Movies TFA verse; Han and Jaina have left, Anakin is presumed dead, and Jacen is growing up on a series of resistance bases with Leia.

Of Royalty - Leia stepped up as Queen of New Alderaan after the New Republic was up and running, with Han as her Consort.  Jaina is her heir and Jacen is about to step up as Senator for the New Alderaanian people.  Though all three children trained at their uncle’s academy under their father’s name to protect their identities only Anakin continued on to become a Jedi, as the twins felt their other duties necessitated them dropping out shortly before they would have been knighted.

Wanderer - Takes place during his post-Vong journey of self-discovery.  Jacen’s wandering the Outer Rim, searching for peace and trying to reconnect with the kind of Jedi he’d been before the war.

A Knight’s Tale - After returning from his years of wandering Jacen dedicates himself to the Order once again, traveling as needed to serve the people of the Alliance.  He remains a knight, turning down the offer of a promotion to Master as he doesn’t feel he’s ready for that title just yet.

Earth Born - Modern/Earth AU where Jacen is a wildlife photographer and zoology student, son of UN Ambassador Leia Organa, who attended a fancy international high school with his sister and friends as a teenager.

Muse-Specific Verses:

Tryptich - The Solo Twins are the Solo Triplets.  Jaina, Jacen, and Julian Solo are all on the Myrkr mission when Julian is lost in the destruction of the Voxyn Queen.

Lost and Found - Jacen disappeared in the Vong war and was never actually seen again, the Jacen Solo who returned and became Caedus was a clone created by Vergere so that she could hide the original at a secret home of hers in Wild Space.  Eventually he finds his way back, only to discover that his face is reviled and someone committed heinous crimes in his name

Knight Follows Queen - After the war Jacen spent a single night with the Queen Mother of Hapes, a culmination of the feelings they’d been forced to put on the back burner by circumstances, before leaving to try and figure out who he was to become in the aftermath of such a devastating conflict.  He essentially fell off the radar and completely out of contact with everyone he had known, thus never learning of the daughter he and Tenel Ka shared.  But when said daughter is kidnapped he senses Tenel Ka’s uncharacteristic rage and rushes back to discover what went wrong and how he can help.

Sideways - A freak hyperspace accident launches Jacen into a parallel world, one in which the local version of him was consumed by darkness and became the Sith Lord Darth Caedus.

Aldera - Fantasy AU!  Jacen has been sent to the courts of the Hapan Empire to gain their protection for the shattered remnants of the kingdom of Aldera.  The nobles back home hope he will marry the Empress, Tenel Ka, but he’s content to simply negotiate a protectorate status for his people.  Unless love so happens to bloom on its own.

[solo-trio]

Solo Triplet HC’s (College AU)

Ben

Your Academic Adviser

You are indecisive about your major and your classes just to see him

You love the way he smiles every time you walk in his office

Your advising appointments always go over the allotted hour

Shares his past experiences with you to help make decisions

Has quite the reputation with both faculty AND students

 “You can do anything.. and I’ll do everything in my power to help you”

Is always honest with you, even if it’s harsh

Kylo

Your professor

Teaches your hardest Class

Sometimes you catch him staring intensely at you during his presentations

You can’t help but stare back

You’ll raise your hand and he’ll call on you 

but never twice in a row

Short talks after class

“Your research paper read very well. You’re a very bright student”

You run into him in the hallways and say hi to be met with a nod. 

Matt

Runs the IT Help desk at your school

Always insists to be the one to fix your laptop

You may occasionally download sketchy movies so you can stop in

Never invades your privacy

Helps calm you when you’re frustrated 

“This one’s on the house” 

says it with a smile every time, even though he knows you get IT help for free

offers to help teach you to become more tech savvy

[thefreakydeaky]

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[thirst-order-confessions-renewed]

Since quarantine my new kink is to be loved and pampered by the solo triplets

oof YES! 

Matt is the one that would literally jump on your command. You want anything? That boy will get it, and he is SO happy to do so. He also makes sure you’re taking proper care of yourself and getting three meals a day.

Ben has never had to stay inside so long in his life so he hangs around you to keep busy. There’s 100 different tv shows he plans to binge watch, and you get the honor of choosing which one is first.

Big surprise here, but since being quarantined Kylo has become really needy. He’s designated cuddle buddy. Not openly where everyone can see such behavior; no he wouldn't dare~ but any moment he can spend trapped in his room with you is his idea of bliss.

[primasveraas-writing]

Star Wars- Skywalker Triplets AU

Request: “Okay so being in love is all well and good,but I am going to go in another direction,if Anakin and Padme had triplets,Luke,Leia and another daughter,who Kenobi gave to seemingly kindly couple only for them to be imperials and give the child to Vader,and Vader has the proof Palpatine lied to him,his daughter is alive after all and she grows up imperial princess,not afraid of Vader at all and hating Palpatine for all the grief he brought to both her parents 1/? Of course Vader would be different here too if he knew Palpatine betrayed him and so he is mostly a double agent,he teaches his daughter basically everything he knows about the force, mechanics and fighting and she finds Padme's old speeches and practices the confidence and the way of speaking as her mother had,she knows republic was flawed but so is empire and so were the Jedi,and this is all fine until they catch a Alderanni princess 2/? So yes maybe headcanons for this scenario?I kinda imagine her with Padme's face, Anakin's eyes and height and hair color with Padme's curls,I call her Layah in my head,this really just came out because just imagine the picture of terrifying Darth Vader being followed around by a toddler and imitating his voice and huffs,we totally call Palps Darth Hideous too,and then we meet the Alderanni princess who looks way too much like our mother,damn that Palps 3/3”

XXX

Padmé can’t help but to name her third child Shmi. It’s the last piece of Anakin she has, anyways, before her life force passes on

Obi-wan’s heart breaks when he tells her new parents on Tatooine a different name. Shmi is too direct, too much of a connection to the recently deceased Anakin Skywalker

His heart is further ripped apart when the child goes missing, given carelessly away by the couple he once trusted. They baby girl is  surrendered to the most dangerous men in the galaxy

Obi-wan Kenobi has failed Padmé for the last time. His watch over Luke is just as fierce and protective, but he prays Vader never realizes the truth about how many Skywalker siblings were actually born

Vader hardly recognizes his own child but for her power in the Force. And when she grows, carefully sheltered from his master’s view, he sees the beauty of her mother in her perfectly curled hair, accompanied by all the temperament of a young Anakin Skywalker

She is raised with all the anger of her father and all of the carefully leveraged ferocity of her mother. She is ruthless and stronger than any force previously known to the galaxy

Even Palpatine hardly dares to interfere. Of course, unpredictable Vader and his progeny will have to be taken care of one day, but he knows Darth Vader is a tool he cannot yet afford to lose

His apprentice is terrifying and unforgiving when he realizes who his child is. But Vader needs Palpatine, for he has nothing else in the galaxy, and Palpatine needs Vader to maintain his precious power

Vader, Palpatine, and Shmi all scheme, each with their own plots to take power for themselves. Shmi is relentless, keeping both the memory of her mother and who her father once was alive

Anakin Skywalker beings to fight Vader long before he ever meets his son or other daughter. Shmi is a light in his life, and he slowly realizes that he does not wish for his child to know the darkness as deeply and truly as he does

The first time he meets Leia, it is nearly enough to break him. But he complies with the orders of his master until Alderaan is nearly destroyed

Both Shmi and Vader resist. To Leia’s incredible surprise, the terrors of the galaxy are those who ensure the survival of her home planet and her eventual escape with Luke and Han

Palpatine is furious like never before. Vader knows its almost time to leave

When Bespin comes, Captain Solo sees mercy, but Boba Fett does not

Luke still comes running. Without much fanfare, Shmi and Vader reveal who Luke really is

The young Jedi is devastated. But he has surprising new allies in his sister and father

They promise to defeat Palpatine so long as the Rebellion helps overthrow the Empire

Luke tentatively agrees

For months, they meet and message in secret, until the time is right to attack. As the Empire attempts to gather their forces, Shmi and Vader indicate that now is the time

The Rebellion makes quick work of the Imperial forces, still weakened after the Death Star’s destruction years ago. They are led by their heroes: Luke, Han, Leia, Chewie, and Lando

Shmi and Vader defeat Palpatine, but at great cost

Ravaged by Sith lightning, and lightsaber wounds inflicted by a man seemingly powerless from age, Vader dies in his daughter’s arms

Shmi isn’t sure where to turn from there. Her father’s guidance was all she previously knew

Even though Leia is made reluctant by both the recent discovery of her true parentage and her sister’s villainous history, Luke welcomes Shmi with open arms

He understands the struggle between light and dark enough to hope for his sister’s full redemption

Life after the Empire isn’t perfect by any means. However, the Skywalker siblings now have each other, and that is enough for hope of better days.

[cocainfo]

A relationship with Matt Organa-Solo.

[incorrectsolotriplets]

Leia: *waves absently at Luke and Han as they leave* Bye, bye boys. Have fun storming the Death Star.

[awkward-radar-tech]

For the fluff prompts, would you please write a first kiss under the stars with Triplet Matt? Thank you. (I hope you don't mind me requesting more than one.)

You had been on a couple of dates now with Matt, and they had all been amazing. And you were just wrapping up another one, walking back to his car from the observatory.

You stopped in a small clearing and looked out at the lights from the city beyond, "It is so pretty, Matt."

He smiled and squeezed your hand, "It is."

You then looked up at the sky, at the few stars your could see on the lightly cloudy night, "I wish it was a clear night so we could see the stars better. They are so beautiful."

He was looking at you, "Well, I think my sight is more beautiful than all the stars on a perfectly clear night."

You realized he was looking at you and felt your cheeks warm as you moved to look at him, "Are you sure?"

He cupped your cheek, smiling wide, "As positive as a proton."

You held his hand that was on your cheek, "I think my view is just as good as yours."

Then you stepped closer to each other and moved to press your lips together. And you each pulled away, smiling wide.

"I think we need to test that again, just to make ensure we got the right result."

You chuckled at his continuous science puns, "I think you're correct."

He moved to kiss you again, and then you heard another group coming, so your private moment up in the mountains, under the stars, had ended.

He grabbed your hand again, "Let's continue on to my car."

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Join in on a-r-t fluff fest

A/n: this is based off of the Griffith Observatory in Los Angeles, if you want to look it up. Most of the parking is along the mountain road to it.

[chopper-witch]

Solo triplets headcanon:

Leia was too tired after giving birth to properly check over the birth certificates, leaving the job to Han. Their names were supposed to Matthew, Benjamin, and Kyle.

Due to a clerical error the birth certificate read Kylo. Han didn’t actually look closely enough to see said mistake and thus, Kylo.

[solo-trio]

Brb crying

I'm in the mood for emotions™ so I'm wondering what your Triplet AU wedding headcanons are?

WEDDINGS! I love weddings- I always cry at them because I am an absolute softie. XD

Ben

Your wedding is pretty laid back- you’re both barefoot, at least, and it’s either on a beach or in a nice open field. 

You’re wearing a flower crown- Ben ends up wearing it before the night is over.

Your first dance is slow and close- foreheads touching, blissfully happy.

Matt

He gets more flustered than usual and nearly flubs his vows. You don’t care, though.

He loses his glasses during the night (they end up being found later in the punchbowl) and he stumbles around because he’s blind as the proverbial bat without them- it gives you the excuse to hold his hand for the entire time they’re gone, though.

Carries you over the threshold of your hotel room/wherever you’re spending your wedding night. You shriek a little- you weren’t expecting it, and he’s a lot stronger than you thought.

Kylo

Opts for a traditional wedding- all the bells and whistles, everything. He wants the day to be as perfect for you as he can get it. 

He smiles throughout the entire thing- you’ve never seen him smile this much (he’s just got a stoic face) but you know it’s genuine and it makes your heart race.

He legit cries a little when he sees you in your dress for the first time, walking down the aisle of the church towards him. When you see it, you gently wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and you want to kiss him so badly, but the ceremony is starting and you’ll have to wait. You can make up for it later.

[thirst-refinery]

Hi! I asked about a story where Kylo gets reader pregnant and how he’d react? I must know?!?

Original: is it weird that I want to know what Kylo would do if he got me pregnant? Like would he be terrified because low key I’d be terrified? Or would he be supportive and sweet? Like I need to know???

It’s a quiet afternoon at home when you tell him. There’s no plans to occupy your day, so you spend it together, curled up on his couch watching re-runs on the Travel Channel. With your back to his chest and his arms resting around your waist, you feel secure within his hold. Only the sound of chatter from the television and the tick of an antique clock on the wall break the warm, comfortable silence between you; that is until you speak and the silence turns to a deafening quiet.

Kylo’s hands retract from your body as if burned by your skin. “You’re what?”

“I’m– I’m pregnant.”

This time you barely get the words out under his wild gaze. Dark brown eyes flicking between your own, looking for any excuse to call your bluff but your own stare holds his with certainty; this is serious.

Before there’s a chance to stop him, his body leaves yours cold as he heads outs, jacket and keys in hand. You call to him but your words die on the surface of his front door. Alone in the Solo’s living room, the place you’ve come to love, to call your home, suddenly transforms into a hostile wasteland. Happiness you felt only moments ago crumbles as fear rises to take its place. Clutching a decorative pillow like a vice, you use it to muffle your sobs, falling on the sofa with regretful howls.

When he returns you’re asleep where he left you, a tear stained pillow supports your head. As if you could feel him through the solitude of sleep, you wake with a start, sucking in a breath when you see his form in the corner of the room, darkened by the setting sun. Like a stray dog afraid to be pet, Kylo comes to you with tentative steps until he returns to his place beside you on the couch.

“I’m sorry.” he says, Weakness and his own hours spent crying are revealed in his voice. “I’m sorry, but I- I can’t.” Choking on the last words he turns away, unable to meet your tired eyes. “I’m afraid.”

Your touch is gentle as you take his hand and coax his attention, “Me too.”

The remainder of the night is spent in the confines of Kylo’s own room, discussing what the future could hold between bouts of fresh tears, and how two impossibly unprepared souls are going to make it as parents. Now isn’t the end, and hand in hand somehow you’ll make it through this together.

[honeycombme]

Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Reader, Matt the Radar Technician/Reader, Kylo Ren/Reader Characters: Ben Organa-Solo, Kylo Ren, Kylo Organa-Solo, Matt Organa-Solo, Reader, Harvey Additional Tags: Triplet Ben Solo, Triplet Kylo Ren, Triplets, Star Wars References, College, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Minor Leia Organa/Han Solo, Drinking, Hospitals, Mental Health Issues, Unstable Will, Jealousy, Finals, Aggression, Sharing a Bed, Nipples, Boxers, Bulges, Muscles, Sexual Tension, Eye Sex, Travel, Road Trips, Santa Fe, the Ozarks, Jeep - Freeform, black - Freeform, Mountains, Kissing, sunrise, Orange, glow - Freeform, California, Driving, Chills, Love, Nerdiness, Fluffyfest, Hot Tub, mansion, red wine, Wine, Points of View, Bikinis, Body Image, Self-Esteem Issues, Attraction, Sex, Fingerfucking, Finger Sucking, Breasts, Large Cock, Cock Worship, Hand Jobs, Massage, needy, Needy Ben, Honey, throbbing, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Consensual Sex, Love Confessions, Falling In Love, Smut, Christmas Fluff, Christmas Smut Summary:

Befriending the Solo’s definitely made life better, considering your friend group grew from 1 person to 4, but you did not expect for your life to change so drastically.

@itsaconquestofimagination @daddyrenn @solotriplets @darth-diggity-maul @imagines-in-a-galaxy-farfar-away @epicfallenismine

[solo-trio]

High Significance (Pt. 1)

Summary: After meeting the Solo triplets, you dialed down on your habit a great deal. What will they think of you when they catch you mid-puff ?

Pairings- Solo triplets x Reader

Words- 2.4K

Warnings- Marijuana use, Marijuana mention, Slight suggestive themes

A/N: My Laptop was in the shop so I haven’t been able to post new works, but I’ve had this idea for awhile and I’m excited for our triplets to break a few rules. Enjoy! Don’t forget to send in any requests you may think of !

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You’d really dialed down on your habit after meeting the Solo triplets. Smoking weed used to be a four or five time a week activity for you. Nothing ended a great day like sitting down with your best friend,smoking a bowl, listening to music,and relaxing in comfy clothes on your plush couch. Food tasted better, jokes came across funnier, and every new strain you tried held a mysterious unique effect the both of you uncovered together. 

The boys had sauntered into your life unexpectedly, giving you no time to notice your steady dialing back. You never consciously made the decision to quit, but as you spent more time getting to know each of them and going on amazing dates, you had less time and less money to spend on your extracurricular activity. Kylo, Ben, and Matt had been the best things to happen to you and you never once expected that smoking would be present in the experimental relationship you found with the three of them. Not one of them had ever brought up doing anything worse than getting drunk on whatever alcohol was the flavor of the evening. You never pushed it, being more than happy to just use alcohol as a means for fun. You’d always prefer staying up late texting Kylo or being able to go for jog with Ben than lighting a blunt and eventually passing out. The change was even less noticeable while you still hung out with your best friend,  finding new hidden spots around town to explore. 

 Every so often though, you itched for a bowl though, to just be a little bad. You had always had a fascination with watching the smoke, as if your secrets were ghosts escaping from the portal that was your lips, dissipating into the air and no longer haunting you. You would go onto your balcony while your partners were at work or fast asleep to get just the right level of high and stare at the grey smoke as it rolled through the air and bent the moonlight making shadowy figures of its own on the ground. You disposed of any evidence thoroughly and quickly. It wasn’t a part of who you were anymore but the small instances when you could indulge yourself brought an extra glimmer of peace to your mind that you could never abandon fully. 

This specific day, for a reason you couldn’t decipher, all your mind could relish was the memory of your chest warming, your mind numbing, and the hope of feeling it again. It had been quite awhile since the last time you took time to yourself to breathe in the THC. Your eyes had been peering towards your dresser drawer more frequently. To icing the cake, work had progressed less than perfect. You’d been out of it and spent most of the day performing errands and completing busy work. A bowl sounded heavenly at this moment.

Standing in your kitchen, the clock read 3:15, only a minute had passed since you had last checked the time. You fidgeted with you hair and nails as you tried to subdue the want. The stress of fighting with yourself only added to the pressure that was driving you toward the drawer. You weighed out if doing it was worth going behind their backs again. You hated not telling them, but what would you say? “I don’t know if you guys are cool with weed but I smoke it once every three months” You chuckled out loud imagining your confession. Once every three months wasn’t even a statistic worth mentioning. You’d just get funny looks and a whole flurry of unnecessary questions. Other than relying on the substance, you tried some other activities you usually found soothing. After a chapter of a new book and an episode of Daredevil, you still found yourself yearning to create new smoke swirls. You dragged your feet to the kitchen and filled a glass halfway with water. Your fingernails were demolished from anxious biting and you had to busy your hands. As the water swirled in your mouth, you felt dissatisfied, knowing if you were high it would be a more vibrant sensation. Your eyes were pulled to the stove yet again as you downed the drink. 4:30, it read. It was now or never. You were aware this might be a close call but you resolved yourself to packing a small bowl before the boys came home. This constant internal fight wasn’t worth it. You dug in your closest, finding your stash. You felt the muscles in your shoulders cease their clenching as you rolled the sticky herb between your fingers. Your bowl was perfectly sized and, despite that, you packed it looser than usual. You figured it would take less time to burn through in that state. After you set what was ready to go on the nightstand, you changed. Any experience was better if you were comfortable. You perused Kylo’s closet. The tallest siblings shirts were the best dresses on you. You came across a hanging garment that had inspired a rather pleasurable night with your brooding boyfriend. The look on his face as you sauntered out in it was truly a rare sight that had you smiling fondly as you recalled it. You exchanged your professional work attire for that special T-shirt and panties underneath. 

Sauntering to the balcony, you connected your phone to your Bluetooth speaker and played the hardcore songs you truly loved but tried to limit in the presence of your beaus. You danced around your smoke, waving your hands through it and trying different tricks playfully. Your lungs felt on fire every time you inhaled. You had made it a contest with yourself to see how much you could take before adding to the cloud developing on the balcony. You had burnt through most of your bowl when you went for one more puff, knowing you had to be pushing it close to when you significant others would stroll through the door expecting a kiss from their favorite companion. You were headbanging when you heard the door frame squeak and catch repeatedly on the bottom track behind you. 

 You spun around expecting a burglar, hoping for a burglar, over who really witnessed you, pipe in hand. Your sweet Matt’s eyes widened as he took in the scene before him. While your breath stuck from shock, the smoke charred your throat and you started hacking uncontrollably after lack of proper exhale. You paused the music and your coughs grew louder among the stillness of your neighborhood. Matt rushed to your hunched over frame. “Woah (y/n) are you ok,” he asked, worried at your side. He was the only one of the brothers you saw in the doorway until your choking on air caused the other two to rush up and also witness the scene. You reassured Matt that you were fine once your body allowed you to breath enough to speak. All three gazes burned far worse than your airways. “What are you doing out here?” Matt, no longer worried about your wellbeing, perused the table. You decided against responding. You expected to see disappointment as you peeked from the ground to look at your boyfriends. Matt’s eyes were filled with a sentiment opposite from the disappointment that you expected to face though. You recognized a look of curiosity in his warm chocolate irises. Looking next to Kylo, he embodied the worst possibility of reactions. With clenched fists, he stood waiting for an explanation but wouldn’t meet your eyes. The only thing that held his attention was the now extinguished substance filling the blue and green glass pipe. Ben was your last focus. His eyebrows were raised and a smirk played at his lips as he stepped out onto the balcony to join Matt and you. 

“Why I do believe our precious girl is getting high.” His voice was light and teasing. You didn’t need to confirm his evaluation. He didn’t stop advancing until he was placed right in front of you with his finger under your chin,  stretching your neck so you’d have to face him. “Who knew you were such a bad girl,” he purred. Feeling hazy wisps of your impending high lick at the edges of your conscious, you felt yourself seduced completely by his reaction. His intense energy made you feel as if you were the only two people that were there before Matt interjected. 

“Wait...High like weed?” The blonde, again, only seemed to ask out of honest interest. Ben dropped his hand, annoyed by the interruption. 

“Yes Matty like weed.” Ben rolled his eyes as if he was dealing with a child. While your charming triplet was occupied responding to Matt’s questions, all you could do was stare guiltily at Kylo as he seemed to grow angrier.

 “What does it feel like?” Matt looked to you now to see if he could perceive any noticeable changes in your behavior or actions. Kylo finally blew. 

“Who cares. It’s for wastes of space who do nothing to contribute to society and kill brain cells for fun,” He sternly said. The onsetting buzz you felt caused you to take his outburst straight to heart. You looked at the ground sadly as a your lips melted into a frown. 

“Come on Kylo you know that’s not true. Lots of people do it,” Ben defended you. He pulled you close, his front pressed flush against back, and kissed your neck. Your brain took a bit to process the stimulation but you were grinning once again after you felt the comforting press of him at your side. After recapturing your interest, the flirt pecked your lips, and winked at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes.“Now I know you know how to shotgun princess.”You lit up at his wanting to join you. 

“Ben you can’t be serious! I don’t know if you guys have forgotten but weed is illegal here! What if someone had found out and called the cops?” Kylo was now yelling, causing you to cringe into Ben as he put a protective arm around you. “It’s stupid and reckless. I can’t believe you’d hide something like this from us. Do you do any other drugs? What else have you lied about?” Kylo shot accusation after accusation at you. Being considerably high, paranoia started setting in. The other siblings did find interest in his last question and turned to you for answers. You were having trouble piecing together a response under pressure so you said whatever came to mind first, relying fully on your emotions. 

“No-no I would never. I only smoke and I barely ever do it. Once in a long while. I didn’t tell you because It’s not even a part of my life. I never smoke when we’re together or I have anything planned. Please believe me,” you pleaded, aiming your response to Kylo. Ben and Matt sighed in relief hearing the sincerity of your tone. Matt rubbed your arm reassuringly as he was the first to respond. 

“It’s ok (y/n) we all have different ways of relieving stress.” you sighed as you pulled the corners of your mouth up. 

“Thank you Matt I truly never meant to hurt any of you.” you needed Kylo to see how remorseful you felt. Ben kissed the side of your head. 

“You know you can tell us anything right? I’m a little disappointed you hid this but-“

“Ben please I’m so so-,“ you pleaded with him, praying he didn’t hate you. 

“- but,” he put a finger to your lips to silence you, “I understand. It’s not even worth mentioning” He got to finish. You sighed in relief pulling both boys to your height so you had access to their cheeks where you wished to plant kisses of gratitude. You waited hopefully for a similar response from Kylo. 

“Keep the shirt. The smells probably stuck in there.” He scoffed, turning to slam the sliding door shut behind him. You could feel guilt poison every atom in your being. Tears prickled your eyes as you lived out the worst experience of being high in history. Your emotions throughout the past moments had been a roller coaster of ups and downs. Your eyes stung with dryness and your body felt heavy from the prolonged weight on your feet. 

Ben and Matt tried to comfort you, accommodating the state you were in. They had convinced you to let Kylo sleep on it and let him have some space. They joked with and teased you, helping to turn your mood around and have a little fun. Ben even smoked a little with you and you both taught Matt how to hit a pipe. For the whole remainder of your elated state however, your paranoia never fully disappeared. It beat you down, whispering how excited Kylo was to finally leave someone as pathetic as you and how everything you said had only made it worse, making him hate you more. You all three popped in a movie as Ben and you were feeling the standard effects. Languidly, you leaned into Ben and bit his neck before licking up the side of the now reddened skin. Your body felt warm and your mind worked wonderfully slow as you hoped to get Ben riled up enough to join you in bed. Thinking about Ben and seeing his smile helped your doubts. He chuckled before raising his brows surprisingly at the ministrations of your tongue. You noticed Matt had excused himself leaving only you two in the living room. 

“Yes kitten?” Ben responded to the affection his neck was getting. 

“I bet you’d feel so good against me right now,” you whispered breathily into his ear. His neck twisted towards you. His eyes now seemed glazed over as he let himself glance at the outline of your breasts against your shirt. Your breathing grew heavier as you straddled his hips and starting making out with him. Your tongue tried to feel out every inch of his mouth as his fought you for dominance. You lowered yourself to grind against his thigh, craving stimulation. His hands wandered all over your body. He eventually settled for gripping your waist tightly with one handing and grabbing a handful of your ass with the other. Ben groaned feeling you against him and lazily rolled his head back. You gripped his shoulders and kept relentlessly at his neck while he groped you and moved you grind against him fully. Your sturdy love then hooked his arms under your thighs and you giggled into his lips as you were hoisted up. Ben granted your every wish in bed, the high adding an exciting new dynamic and helping you avoid the situation you’d have to remedy in the morning.