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[maybe-your-left]

A angsty story with Kylo

Have You Had Enough?

Kylo Ren x Reader

TW/CW: canon typical violence, angst, hurt feelings, we are not a couple, unrequited love, master/apprentice, kylo is PISSED, meanie meanie, SPOILER there will be NO reconciliation ;)

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“Is that all you have?”

“Haven’t I taught you better than that?”

“You’re begging to be killed!”

“Pay attention, you worthless little rat!”

“Please…” your voice croaks through your blood-chapped lips. Cracking at the corners as you bow onto the wet ground, tainted with your sweat and tears.

Your entire being ached, chest hitching over and over as you tried to recenter yourself. Balance, focus, something, to remember that you were supposed to be hitting back. But today he wasn’t going easy, no this wasn’t training.

It was punishment.

For what you’d done.

“Get up.”

You flinch at his sharp tone, mask long forgotten on the floor. No weapons, nothing but his leather gloves fists impacting with your skull.

Gravel crunched as the toes of his boots squared your heaving shoulders. You couldn’t do it, you were so tired. It hurt to love, you couldn’t stand up again and try to parry his attacks. There was no use-you sniffled a loud ball of snot, gasping before slowly glancing at his ankles.

“Please, Kylo,” you wanted to reach out, grasp at him. Feel the black fabric beneath your fingertips, dig your nails into the alabaster flesh that you had tried so hard to bruise like he had to you.

He scoffed, moving the toe of his left boot under your chin. Another ugly sob fell from your mouth as you squeezed your eyes shut, “Pathetic.”

You braced yourself, knowing he wasn’t done. The swift kick of his foot to the square of your chest is like water rushing through your burst eardrums. Being shoved repeatedly under the surface over and over.

A gloved hand wrangled a knot in your blood-caked hair, yanking you up on your feet. You cracked open an eye, not finding the rage you felt under your skin. Instead, you were met with something much scarier.

Ren was bored-eyes glassy and dull.

Barely looking at you like you had a purpose, he no longer cares if you lived after this. And you wanted that back, you wanted the anger that sparked behind those auburn eyes.

Those same eyes that watched you in battle, begging for you to stay focused. For you to remember to come back to him.

“Hit me,” his voice cracked through your memory, your eyes refocusing on the man before you. Waiting, an eyebrow cocked as he shook you again. “Go on, you know you’re not allowed to give up when an enemy is attacking you. So hit me.”

You shook your head, a pitiful no falling. You couldn’t do it, not when you knew how little you meant. Never enough, “I cant…”

Ren snarled in your face, another harsh shake, “Do it, you spineless little rat-I know you want to.” He stared, jaw wiggling from side to side. But you didn’t move, couldn't. Even if you truly wanted to, letting your guard completely down.

“Haven’t you had enough?”

Your voice caught him off guard, almost recoiling from the sandpaper texture that rolled off your tongue. The same tongue that once laved at his own, lips attaching to wounds in an attempt to heal…

“Have you?”

Your hand shook as you raised it to your scalp, twitching to touch the leather. He let go of you like you were the plague, dropping on your knees in a high-pitched squeal of pain.

Propping yourself on your palms, you blinked down. A string of saliva dripping on the ground, pooling with the rest of your mess. Ren stepped back, “Get up,” his voice was softer.

You barely made it on your two feet, wanting to collapse into his arms. They used to shoot out to catch you, but not anymore. Never again-never.

“Yes,” you whispered, wiping your cheek with the back of your hand.

“I’ve had enough.”

———

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IM SCREAMING AT YOU KITTEN

A angsty story with Kylo

Have You Had Enough?

Kylo Ren x Reader

TW/CW: canon typical violence, angst, hurt feelings, we are not a couple, unrequited love, master/apprentice, kylo is PISSED, meanie meanie, SPOILER there will be NO reconciliation ;)

credit to @rhinobeetl for this beautiful art of the goth boyfriend himself. let me know if you want me to remove the picture!

“Is that all you have?”

“Haven’t I taught you better than that?”

“You’re begging to be killed!”

“Pay attention, you worthless little rat!”

“Please…” your voice croaks through your blood-chapped lips. Cracking at the corners as you bow onto the wet ground, tainted with your sweat and tears.

Your entire being ached, chest hitching over and over as you tried to recenter yourself. Balance, focus, something, to remember that you were supposed to be hitting back. But today he wasn’t going easy, no this wasn’t training.

It was punishment.

For what you’d done.

“Get up.”

You flinch at his sharp tone, mask long forgotten on the floor. No weapons, nothing but his leather gloves fists impacting with your skull.

Gravel crunched as the toes of his boots squared your heaving shoulders. You couldn’t do it, you were so tired. It hurt to love, you couldn’t stand up again and try to parry his attacks. There was no use-you sniffled a loud ball of snot, gasping before slowly glancing at his ankles.

“Please, Kylo,” you wanted to reach out, grasp at him. Feel the black fabric beneath your fingertips, dig your nails into the alabaster flesh that you had tried so hard to bruise like he had to you.

He scoffed, moving the toe of his left boot under your chin. Another ugly sob fell from your mouth as you squeezed your eyes shut, “Pathetic.”

You braced yourself, knowing he wasn’t done. The swift kick of his foot to the square of your chest is like water rushing through your burst eardrums. Being shoved repeatedly under the surface over and over.

A gloved hand wrangled a knot in your blood-caked hair, yanking you up on your feet. You cracked open an eye, not finding the rage you felt under your skin. Instead, you were met with something much scarier.

Ren was bored-eyes glassy and dull.

Barely looking at you like you had a purpose, he no longer cares if you lived after this. And you wanted that back, you wanted the anger that sparked behind those auburn eyes.

Those same eyes that watched you in battle, begging for you to stay focused. For you to remember to come back to him.

“Hit me,” his voice cracked through your memory, your eyes refocusing on the man before you. Waiting, an eyebrow cocked as he shook you again. “Go on, you know you’re not allowed to give up when an enemy is attacking you. So hit me.”

You shook your head, a pitiful no falling. You couldn’t do it, not when you knew how little you meant. Never enough, “I cant…”

Ren snarled in your face, another harsh shake, “Do it, you spineless little rat-I know you want to.” He stared, jaw wiggling from side to side. But you didn’t move, couldn't. Even if you truly wanted to, letting your guard completely down.

“Haven’t you had enough?”

Your voice caught him off guard, almost recoiling from the sandpaper texture that rolled off your tongue. The same tongue that once laved at his own, lips attaching to wounds in an attempt to heal…

“Have you?”

Your hand shook as you raised it to your scalp, twitching to touch the leather. He let go of you like you were the plague, dropping on your knees in a high-pitched squeal of pain.

Propping yourself on your palms, you blinked down. A string of saliva dripping on the ground, pooling with the rest of your mess. Ren stepped back, “Get up,” his voice was softer.

You barely made it on your two feet, wanting to collapse into his arms. They used to shoot out to catch you, but not anymore. Never again-never.

“Yes,” you whispered, wiping your cheek with the back of your hand.

“I’ve had enough.”

———

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