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Touch: Chapter 7

Pairing: Kylo Ren x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, angst, and a new version of the sequels

Word count: 7.6K

Author’s note: Everything comes down to this- the final chapter :)

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Chapter 7: Journey's End

He’s searching for someone. Who? He’s not quite sure anymore. A Kenobi not yet brought to the dark side, now running loose, should be his enemy. Another target to hunt down before the resistance gains another leg up. A companion gifted to him by the force, however- someone who needs him just as much as he needs her- that’s something entirely different altogether. If he is meant to rule the galaxy with her by his side, then he now has no way of protecting her. What if they find her first? What if she strays from her purpose- from our purpose?

He knows that if you were to turn against him, you could very well be his downfall. What if I don’t have the strength to stop her?

He paces the room, his mind racing through multitudes of possibilities and their solutions. The tablet still sits open on the table, the red indicator for the missing ship’s tracker still lying to him. You are gone. And he has no way of finding you. Unless…

The force has brought us together before, he thinks, focusing on you; on the shift in the atmosphere- in the force itself- when you were present. He calls out to the force.

And it answers him.

As if rounding a corner, you walk in, your name immediately tumbling from his lips.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

You’re walking- almost jogging- through the resistance base, discerning faces and scanning over heads in the search for Poe. Come on, come on, where is he? You pull a couple of different people aside, asking them if they’ve seen Dameron, only to be met with shrugs and wild guesses. You start to make your way out of the main rooms and begin to weave through hallways, praying to the force that you don’t get yourself lost in the maze of the bustling base. You come to a fork and stop for a moment before you feel the force pulling you to the left. Rounding the corner, you stop dead in your tracks at the sound of your name and the sight of your abandoned Commander.

“Where are you?” He asks right away, his voice gentle.

Why would the force do this now, of all times? “I need to go,” you say curtly. You try to move past him, but he steps over, blocking your way.

“You were so close,” he says low, his brown eyes boring into yours.

You pause and take a breath to speak, but you can’t seem to find anything to say.

“Please, come back to me,” he pleads, his voice breaking, “I feel so lost.”

You shake your head, taking a step back. He closes the gap, his face just inches from yours.

“Come home,” he whispers, bringing his arms up to your sides. He lowers his eyes to level with yours and moves to grab your shoulders.

Just before his hands touch you, the man right in front of your face snaps to Poe Dameron, whose hands are now holding your shoulders.

“Hey, you!” he greets with a smile.

You jump, breathing hard.

“Woah, woah, hey-” his voice drops as he immediately switches gears, “you okay, Kenobi?”

Relaxing into his grasp, you let his strong arms keep you steady as you collect yourself.

“Yeah, yeah-”

“Deep breaths,” he interjects.

You nod, swallowing hard. “I need you to come with me to Coruscant.”

“Just me?”

You nod again.

“Why?”

“I have something you need.” You watch excitement grow in his face as he nods, taking your hand.

“Well, then, what are we waiting for?”

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

You land on Coruscant shortly before Poe does, as he had followed you closely on the trip over. You land further off than you normally would, attempting to divert attention to from your house.

When you walk in, you realize that this time, the house feels stale. There’s a noticeable layer of dust on the surface- this place hasn’t been so well kept. Did Vilya just… stop taking care of this place?

Poe lands even further yet, and waits a while to follow you into your home.

“So,” he starts, looking around at your home. “this yours, or?”

“Yeah,” you answer quick, focused on what you came for. You head straight into your parent’s bedroom and withdraw the wayfinder from its hiding spot for the last time.

Poe is looking around when you return. You hold it out towards him. His eyes widen.

“Here.”

“How the hell did you manage to get this from them?” He asks with a grin, taking it from your hands to inspect it.

“I didn’t.”

He freezes, looking up at you. “Then how do you have it?” Though his words form a question, his sudden shift to a cold tone frames it more like a statement.

“It’s a long story, Poe.”

“Oh, we’ve got time,” he retorts. He pockets the wayfinder.

Staring back at him, your expression shifts from nervous to hurt. Does he not trust me? I guess I didn’t think about how I would explain this to him. How do I even begin to explain everything?

“You’re lucky I trust you,” he adds, pulling up a chair to sit and motioning for you to follow suit, “or you wouldn’t still be standing. Now talk.”

You nod, sitting down in front of him. You know you can’t blame him for his reaction- any person with half a brain would respond in kind. You’ve never seen Poe this guarded before though- especially with you- and it’s unsettling, to say the least. Shaking off your discomfort, you collect yourself.

“Remember how my parents left me a few gifts after they disappeared?”

He nods.

“That was one of them. But it was different then. The light in there was green. It felt different when I carried it.”

“Different how?”

“It wasn’t anything... dark; just the opposite, actually- it was light. And it promised hope. And I used it to find Luke.”

“Skywalker?”

You nod. “Turns out, he changed it so my dad could find him down the line- but when my dad disappeared, he changed it so I could use it.”

“That’s a real convoluted way of leaving an emergency contact,” he quips, relieving some of the tension in the room.

“Wasn’t my idea,” you defend, putting your hands up.

“Fair point…” he affirms with a soft smile. “So why’d it change?”

“Well, Luke smashed it the second I showed it to him.”

Poe laughs, “right.”

You can’t tell if he was being sarcastic, but you’d rather not try to clarify. Instead, you continue. “But I wanted it back. It was still something my parents gave me, and I thought maybe it was worth a shot.”

“So, what, you built a new one?”

“No, no, I, uh…” You pause, realizing this is going to sound ridiculous. “I reached out to the force, and it… fixed it.”

Poe stares blankly.

Desperate to move things along so as to not waste anymore time, you give up on trying to explain it. “It would make more sense if I could show you.”

“Sure,” he says hesitantly, clearly not buying your story, but not in complete disbelief either.

“May I?” you ask softly, lifting your hand to his temple.

He shoots you a confused look, but when your expression remains completely serious, he finally nods.

You place your hand on the side of his head and call out to the force. Please. Let me show him. Show him what you showed me... Show him the wayfinder.

Your memories flash through the front of your mind- holding the wayfinder, hiding it, using it to find Luke, watching it shatter, reaching into the dark side to retrieve it, seeing Exegol, hiding it from Poe, hearing of it on the resistance base, and handing it to Poe. You drop your hand in your lap, watching Poe’s expression shift from confusion to resolution.

“I’ll be damned,” he murmurs. “You’re a special one, Kenobi.” He stands.

“So you’ll get it to Rey?”

“I will.”

“Do you think General Organa will be okay with it?”

“I think she’ll be relieved to know it’s almost over.”

You nod, taking a deep breath in relief. It’s almost over, you repeat to yourself.

“What’ll you do?”

You stand. “You’ll need time to get everyone ready and get over to Exegol, right?”

He nods.

“I’m gonna buy you some time.”

His face falls as he mutters your name in disbelief, his head tilting slightly to one side.

“I’ll make sure the Order isn’t on your backs. And if they are, like I said: I’ll buy you some time. I’m kind of a big deal over there,” you joke half-heartedly.

He shakes his head. “Are you sure?” he asks, concern saturating his tone. He knows better than to try to stop you- not because you couldn’t be convinced otherwise, but because he knows damn well he’d try to pull the same card if he were in your shoes. That was something the two of you undeniably had in common- the guts it takes to come up with big plans, and the iron will to try no matter how risky.

“I’m sure,” you answer with a deep breath, “it’s the least I can do.”

He nods, reaching out to shake your hand. You oblige, before he immediately pulls you into a proper hug. “Just come back to us, okay?” he whispers.

“Only if you promise to come back too.” You pull away just enough to look him in the eyes.

Poe lets out a breathy laugh. “You’ve got a deal.”

With one final squeeze, you both let go.

Poe heads straight to his ship and you watch him take off.

You’re about to jump into your own ship when you pause for a moment. Though you made a promise, you both knew it wasn’t one you were certain you could keep. You decide that, just in case you don’t make it back to your new home- to your family- you want to get one last look at the place you grew up in. Just a few minutes can’t hurt.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

He’s tearing through space in his TIE Whisper, combing through the galaxy using the force- though it isn’t helping as much as he had hoped. He feels like he’s holding his hands straight out in front of him, reaching into darkness, feeling around blind, hoping that eventually his fingers will graze your shoulder just long enough for him to understand how he can reach you. She’s close. I can feel it.

He glances at the navigator and sees a familiar planet marked on the map. He looks up, almost as if to confirm that this map isn’t lying to him too. Coruscant is right there. He thinks back to the tablet- to the tracker installed in his ship that you managed to remove. He’s hesitant. Would she really have come here? Where I could so easily find her? Is she leading me away from something else? He debates diverting his path, feeling stuck between going after his latest lead and going after you. If she is my way forward, he reasons, then I can have both.

Arriving at Coruscant, he sees a ship parked away from your home and lands next to it. It felt odd to be back at this place- it’s been a while since he last visited.

With your first trip home, he used the tracker in your ship to pinpoint where your house was. In between your visits home, he would stop by to search through your house, ensuring his own security. Unfortunately, on one such visit, he ran into a woman dressed as a stormtrooper stocking up some food in your cupboards, her face red and stained with tears. Even worse, he recognized her; she tried to replace him years ago. He knew it would only be a matter of time before she turned you away from him, used you against him, or managed to do both. He was quick to dispose of her.

He leaves his helmet in his ship and walks up to the doorway, in which the door was wide open. For a moment, he worries that this is a trap, but the thought vanishes the moment he sees you. You’re alone, humming to yourself as you stand in the center of the main area, looking around the space. Again, he speaks your name into the silence.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

You jump at the sound of a familiar voice calling to you, whipping around to see Kylo standing in the door.

“I was worried I’d never find you again,” he professes breathily as he rushes towards you, raising his arms to embrace you.

You step back, uncertain of what to say.

He stops while his brows stitch together upward in a pained expression of confusion, arms slowly returning to his sides.

“I don’t need you anymore,” you assert, finally finding your words. “I found someone to restore my memory. I just wanna be home now.”

“But you promised…” he trails off.

Your heart breaks as you watch his face. He looks exhausted. Desperate. Lost. You think of the resistance and the friends counting on you as they prepare for their hardest fight yet. You think of what Luke had said to you when you first met: ‘You can guide him back.’

“I can’t do this without you,” he adds, his voice hovering just above a whisper.

Taking a deep breath, you nod. “Okay… But I won’t go back to the Finalizer-”

“You won’t have to,” he interjects, “I know where to go. Just come with me. Please.” He offers his hand to you.

You take it, your motions stuttering for a moment as a wave of déjà vu hits you- you’ve seen this before too. Maybe this is how the force reassures me that this is the right way, you wonder, by reminding me of those visions.

As your hands join, you both pause to take in the moment before moving on. Kylo leads you out of your house and onto his personal ship. He plugs in a new set of coordinates and takes off.

You’re both silent on the way over. Kylo is focused on piloting the ship, eager to get wherever it is you’re going as fast as possible. Meanwhile, you’re thinking about everything that suddenly seems to be happening at once, worried that you’re bound to let someone down. Before you can worry about it any longer, you seem to arrive at the destination as Kylo lands his ship.

He steps out and offers his hand to help you step down onto the slippery surface of the wreckage, surrounded by raging sea. The roaring waves seem to you like a physical manifestation of the dark chaos that surrounds this place. In your mental periphery, whispers tease as your thoughts. You brush them off, focusing on your footsteps. One step at a time. Keep moving forward.

Kylo guides you through the wreckage of the destroyed spacecraft, eventually making it to the room in which the wayfinder was kept. Your heart stops as you watch him pick up a pyramid made of stone and green glass. There’s another one? As he picks up the guiding device, admiring it, your heart continues to sink as you realize: not only is our deal over, but now the resistance is in danger.

He turns to you.

“Is that the wayfinder?” you ask, hoping he’ll buy into your clueless act. Think, you plead with yourself.

He nods.

“So… what did you need me for?”

“We can move forward now- together,” he begins, closing the gap between the two of you.

You pause for a moment, trying to think of something to say, desperate for a course of action. I can’t convince him to stop. But I can’t let him have that wayfinder. Suddenly, it dawns on you.

You hold your hand out in front of you. “Can I hold it?” you ask, softening your tone as best as you can.

“You won’t be able to use it. You don’t even understand-”

“I know, but… The Force gives me visions. Sometimes it shows me the past, sometimes it guides me towards the future.” You place a hand on his shoulder. “I want to understand,” you whisper.

He nods, gently placing the object in your hands.

You take a couple of steps back as you stare down at it. Visions of Exegol flood your mind again- but this time, darkness grows as lightning erupts from below the surface up into the sky above. Your eyes widen. No, focus, you reprimand yourself. You look up at Kylo. Without another word, you think of Luke and smile.

“What do you see?” He asks as his face begins to light up.

With as much strength as you can muster, you catapult the wayfinder through the massive broken window on your left.

Kylo’s gaze follows the object as it flies into the violent waves outside. In an instant, curious eyes flip to rage. He draws his saber.

Without a moment of hesitation, you draw both of your own sabers.

“First, I killed your father,” he growls, his volume rising as he walks around you in a circle, “then, I killed your friend-”

Vilya, you realize in horror, no!

“Don’t make me kill you too,” he yells, his threat echoing against the metallic walls surrounding you.

With a yell, you charge at him, lifting both sabers and bringing them down towards his head.

A clash rings out as his saber crashes into your own, blocking your attack. Kylo pushes up and to the right, forcing your blades off of his own and bringing them downward.

As he attempts to swipe at your legs, you jump and twist around to swing towards his arm.

He spins out of your blade’s path as you land and jumps off the mass of shrapnel behind him, pushing his blade straight down towards your shoulder.

You roll out of the way and jump up as Kylo swings at you again, meeting his blade with one of yours. You aim your other saber at his side, but he swings down to catch it with is.

With an angry yell he begins to swing wildly, moving towards you. You start to walk backwards to maintain distance, catching his blade with one of yours at the end of every swing.

Making your way out of the room, you manage to find an opening and graze his side as you spin your saber around his arm.

He retracts for just a moment- just long enough for you to turn and run.

He chases you outside of the decaying construct, catching the back of your thigh with the tip of his saber.

With a cry, you reflexively spin around with your blades pointed towards him. Your foot nearly slips on the soaked metal you stand on, but you manage to catch yourself and use it to slide over to dodge another attack.

Kylo continues to push you backward as he swings at you with increasing speed and ferocity, his anger guiding his every move. He lifts his saber over his head and forces it downward, meeting both of your sabers crossed over one another in a screaming clash.

You struggle to keep the red saber away as he pushes down, forcing you onto your knees.

“After everything I did for you,” he spats through gritted teeth, “you destroyed our future.”

Just as your arms are about to give out, the pressure suddenly lifts and Kylo stares out blankly.

He hears his mother’s voice calling out to him. ‘Ben,’ she whispers.

In an instant, you realize this is your only chance to get out alive. I promised. You spin back up to your feet and bring your blade down on Kylo’s thigh.

He feels that she’s fading, and a searing pain in his leg tears him away from her, and then she’s gone. He drops to his knees with a cry.

Before he can retaliate at all, you’re sprinting towards his ship. He stands to chase after you, but as he turns, he sees his father, Han Solo, standing in the way. Another wave crashes over him. The water comes down, and with it, Han Solo is gone.

And you are flying away.

I can still buy them time.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

When Kylo finally gets back to the Finalizer, you are the only thing on his mind. Finding you has never been more crucial to his life’s work.

However, the moment he arrives, he’s called to the throne room. His search will have to wait- just for a while. Soon.

Walking in, he kneels before Snoke, who briefly delivers the news.

Time suddenly moves differently as the words ring in his mind. ‘She’s been sent for execution. She is useless to us now- and only a distraction to you. A weakness to be eliminated.’

Unbridled fury blinds him and commands his body to move. Though his mind is far from him, his body is swift in its delivery of judgement. It all seems to move past him in a blur. She’s dead, he hears, over and over and over in his mind, screaming louder and louder. She’s dead. My future is gone before I could even reach her. She’s dead.

When his body finally stops, his chest heaving in labored breath, he looks around him to see bodies scattered across the floor. Snoke’s legs still sit in his throne, but his torso lies on the ground beside it. The blood of the praetorian guards riddles their already-red suits with dark crimson splotches.

He’s killed his way through everyone that attempted to confuse him- to turn him from his destiny- and yet he’s never felt so lost.

But before he has another moment to think, someone else reaches out to him.

‘Kylo Ren,’ a familiar voice called out in his mind, ‘You are losing your way- straying from the legacy of your grandfather. Join me. Allow me to guide you again.’

“Okay,” Kylo whispers to himself. He finally tears his eyes away from the slaughter he’s surrounded himself with and heads to his ship, on which a map through the Unknown Regions has been transmitted. Ignoring the unfolding chaos around him, he takes off from the Finalizer’s hangar, headed for Exegol.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

As the troopers drag you away for execution, adrenaline slows time down to a crawl. You think about everything that has seemed to go wrong since you made it to Chandrila, and how every decision- whether for better or worse- has brought you here. You think about your father, the man you never got to meet again who died just the same way you’re about to. It’s almost poetic. Almost.

You think about the people you care about. Vilya, who sacrificed her livelihood and her life for you. Poe, whose promise you’d be breaking. Kylo, who may never make it back to the light. Finn and Rey, who trained with you and welcomed you into the family you never had. Luke, who became like a father to you. Obi-Wan, the man who believed in you despite the odds, and would now have to be let down.

Be with me, Grandfather, you think as the troopers bring you to your knees, the laser ax humming near your ear.

‘Bring balance back to the force,’ his voice replied urgently, ‘balance, padawan.’

You hear the whispers of the dark side teasing your mind again, and this time, you take its hand. In one swift movement, you wrench from their grasp, turn around, and lift both troopers off the ground in a chokehold with the force. The moment they fall unconscious, you dash to the hangar, taking the lesser-known hallways and shortcuts you've grown acquainted with to get there as fast as you can undetected. When you arrive, you run to the closest ship and hop in, taking off the moment the ship starts running. Though some troopers notice your sudden departure via an unauthorized ship, their blasts are powerless against your escape.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

Arriving back to the resistance base, you’re surrounded by chaos. Countless ships are beginning to take off, while many others are speeding around to gather their supplies and say just-in-case goodbyes and well wishes. Looking for any familiar face, you find Finn handing off gear to some pilots.

“Finn!” You call out over the noise of the crowd, weaving through the bodies to reach him.

His head perks up at his name, and upon your arrival, he greets you.

“Have the others left yet?”

“Rey is already there. I think Poe is on his way, but he’s still reaching out to our allies for help.”

You nod. “What about General Organa?” you ask, realizing the normally hands-on general is nowhere to be seen.

Finn's face falls. He glances to the pilots, who wear a similar expression, and they take the rest of the gear before promptly heading off to their respective ships.

“She’s gone,” he says finally.

Your heart sinks. I didn’t know…

“But we carry on,” he adds. “In her honor, and in the name of everyone we've lost along the way.” Finn puts his hands on your shoulders. “We could use your help.”

“I’m no pilot-”

“No,” he interjects, shaking his head, “Help Rey.”

“I don’t know if I can-”

“You have to try,” he pleads.

His look of desperation takes you back.

“Someone has to try,” he reiterates. “I’ve seen you train. You’re the only one of us who can keep up with her, and I’m worried she can’t do it alone.”

“Okay,” you nod, “I’ll try.”

He pulls you in for a hug, whispering a ‘thank you’ beside your ear.

“I’ll see you later then,” you suppose.

“See you there,” he confirms as he takes off towards the base.

You get back into the ship you had taken from the Finalizer to find that Finn sent you the map they had retrieved from the wayfinder. With a deep breath and a prayer to the force, you take off to Exegol.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

Rey steps off of her ship and onto the ground of Exegol with Leia’s lightsaber in hand. Before her stands- no, floats- what must be an old Sith temple just above the planet’s surface. She looks up at the massive black structure as lightning strikes the ground nearby at random. She moves forward, eventually finding a platform that begins to lower her underground.

She watches the statues surrounding her grow in height as the platform falls lower and lower until it finally stops. She steps off and follows the guidance of the force as it leads her into the amphitheater that holds Darth Sidious, held by the Ommin Harness, and his throne. She slowly walks up to Sidious, who greets his granddaughter with an all-too ominous sense of anticipation.

With words he knows will sting, Sidious taunts her, insisting that her legacy is here. Though a comment on her parents and a threat to her friends tempts her for a moment to give in, the force pulls her back as she realizes: I’m not alone.

You’ve arrived- she can feel it. And you’re just in time.

She steps away, the hum of her drawn saber echoing in the massive room.

Sidious senses a shift and pulls back. At the same time, the Sovereign Protectors make their way out of the shadows.

Rey brings her blade up with a smile.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

Kylo lands beside an old X-Wing fighter when he arrives to the stormy planet. The dark side is potent here, meaning that the light stands out all the more- and Rey is a crimson stain on a blanket of snow. He doesn’t need to see her to know that she’s already here. In his mind, though, it’s just one more person from a long line of people that must be eliminated.

“All these lives, just for control?” The voice of Han Solo beckons from behind, stopping Kylo in his tracks.

Kylo keeps his back to the ghost of his father. “They’re sacrifices for the greater good. Control can put an end to the suffering.”

“The suffering will never end, son. It’s life. And no matter how hard you try, you’ll always find more like me- people who want to really live.”

“I killed you!” Kylo bellows, fists clenching at his side. “What makes them any different?”

“Did you?” Han asks, taking steps towards his son.

Kylo stops. For once, he’s wordless.

“No matter how hard we try to run, we always end up back home. The sooner you accept that, the easier your life is gonna be, kid.”

“I have no home,” he laments, turning his head back just over his shoulder.

Then, Leia speaks: “Oh, that’s a terrible excuse.”

Finally, Kylo turns around to see his father and mother standing side by side, looking at him with nothing but compassion in their eyes.

“Pave a new path, Ben,” Leia beckons.

He takes a few long moments to think.

“There’s so many choices,” he finally whispers.

“It never matters how many options there are,” she reassures him, “you’ll know which one is right.”

“But even the right path seems so dark now.”

“The light will find you,” Leia encourages.

“It always does,” Han adds.

His parents fade, and he turns to stare out to the horizon. With a grunt, he throws his saber. As it arcs in the air, a bolt of lightning strikes down, running through the lightsaber and reaching the ground. The hilt cracks as it falls to the dead earth, the kyber crystal inside shattered into pieces.

No more.

“Ben?”

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

When you arrive to Exegol, you take comfort in the feeling of having been here before; it gives you more confidence in your ability to help Rey. Landing near the massive black box that seems to float on the planet’s surface, you notice two other ships are already there. You take your place in line with them and step out of your ship.

Your eyes are immediately drawn to the man you had been running from for so long now. He stands at a distance, his body half-facing you, and yet he seems to be staring off into nothing, taking no notice of your arrival. You watch as he throws his lightsaber into the horizon, a lightning bolt catching it as it flies.

You hesitantly walk towards him, but as you approach, you realize something is off. The man before you is not at all the man you had come to know, and at the same time, he has never seemed to be more himself. Suddenly, you’re reminded of one of the first times you had seen into his mind, all those months ago: the visions of his mother longing for him to come home- the sound of her calling his name. As you look to the man before you, only one name comes to mind; so, in a shaky voice, you call to him:

“Ben?”

He turns to you. The light. His mind takes a moment to process the sight in front of him. He runs to you. Before you can embrace, he stops just short. But what if she’s only a ghost, too; here to haunt me for my failure?

You sense his hesitation, his fear, and his aching heart. You take his hand in both of yours. “It’s me,” you affirm softly.

His shoulders relax as he lets out a shaky, thankful breath. She’s alive. Despite his moment of blissful victory, he is still left unsure of what to do or say next.

Something tells you he didn’t come here to help. Yet, you know now that he can. Together, you think.

“I have to do this,” you finally say, your voice carrying a greater confidence than you were used to.

“I know,” he says softly.

“And you do too.”

He nods. “Together.”

You remove your sabers from your belt and hold them out in front of you. Your eyes linger on the saber in your left hand- Anakin’s saber. The one Kylo unknowingly brought you to in Tatooine. The one Luke gifted to you and trained you with. The one that could bring balance to the force when carried with the other. Looking back up at Ben, you hand him his grandfather’s lightsaber.

You both draw your grandfathers’ blades as the Knights of Ren suddenly surround you. Clashing blades and strained yells and thuds of bodies ring out in a cacophony accompanied by the sound of thunder as you fight. As blades once turned against each other return back to weapons meant to work together, you both feel the spirits of Obi-Wan and Anakin guide your minds and your blades to act as one. Though fighting well, the Knights of Ren could not stop the power set in motion by the two of you.

It's as if the force is using you both to heal a wound neither caused.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

Luke was first caught off guard by the smell of smoke, as if a giant bonfire had been started somewhere nearby. It wasn’t until he saw the source of the smoke that he began to panic.

Running towards the old tree, he’s horrified to see flames engulfing the trunk. As he begins to hopelessly attempt to put out the flames, he realizes Yoda has been standing there all along in his ghostly form.

“Help me!” Luke cries out in desperation.

“No need, there is. Start the fire, I did.”

Luke stops as Yoda’s words sink in. “You did what?”

“Time, it is. Pave a new path, we must. One of balance. Set in motion, you must,” Yoda explains.

“But we could still use those!”

“Create something new, you cannot, if, cling to the old, you will.”

Though a little reluctant to admit it, Luke sees the truth of Yoda’s words, even if he disagreed with the drastic actions taken to underline them. It was time to let go of the idea that there could only be one or the other- light or dark. He could still leave a legacy, but it could be a better one; it could be dedicated to accepting the balance already within the force.

“So how do we start?”

“Your nephew- needs you, he does. To Exegol, you must go. Made right, wrongs will be.”

Luke wonders if perhaps the force will make a way for him, so he could still help guide his nephew; perhaps he didn’t fail Ben completely. Maybe he could help his latest padawans, too. But there’s only one way to know.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

You and Ben manage to finish off the Knights of Ren and make it down to the throne room of the Sith Citadel by the time Rey defeats the last of the Sovereign Protectors.

As Rey steadies herself again, the three of you line up and ready your blades. For a moment, with the each of you giving it your all, it seems you just manage to counter every move Sidious can throw at you. We have a chance of winning this. However, after only a few moments of vicious back-and-forth attacks, Sidious forces the three of you backward.

Holding Rey and Ben back with the lightning that streaks from his hand, Sidious force chokes you, lifting you up and towards him. “Give into your pain,” he growls at you.

He then turns to Ben. “Your anger made you stronger,” he taunts. He throws you off to the side, your back slamming into the stone wall surrounding you.

Using the force, he holds you there, a few meters off the ground. “And you cannot save them all,” he cackles to Rey as the ceiling of the Citadel splits open.

Hanging above you are hundreds and hundreds of ships flying amidst a massive Sith fleet. Canon blasts riddle the sky as the ships all fire at each other. Suddenly, a gigantic bolt of lightning arcs up into the sky, splitting into hundreds of small branches, each attaching to a resistance ship.

As the lightning shoots upward, Sidious slams you to the ground.

You hear both Rey and Ben yell as you hit the ground with a thud and blackout.

When you come back to consciousness, you look up to see Luke standing a few yards away from Sidious. Casting out from his hands is a cluster of lightning, aimed directly for Luke.

Luke’s eyes are set on Sidious, his determination made clear in his expression. On the other side of the bolts of lightning are Luke’s hands, catching the lightning and pushing it backward.

Sidious laughs as Luke begins to slide backwards due to the force of the attack he’s holding back.

Blueish spheres of energy begin to build in front of Luke’s palms as he finally holds his ground and begins to take steps towards Sidious.

Sidious’ expression shifts to concern as Luke overtakes the power used against him and harnesses it.

With a shout, Luke pushes the energy he had channeled back to Sidious, and suddenly the lightning bolt branching out in the air above disappears as Sidious is forced backwards. Cracking and crashing sounds ring out as the harness holding Sidious up and keeping him alive breaks down, some pieces falling to the ground.

Luke flies backwards from the resulting explosion, landing hundreds of feet away from the fight.

Ben jumps up with his saber, set to fly down on Sidious and split him in half, but he’s stopped just inches before his blade can touch the Sith. His saber falls to the ground as he’s held in the air.

You finally manage to get to your feet and run to Luke, but before you can make it even halfway to him, you’re suddenly being dragged backwards towards Sidious.

In just a few moments, You and Ben have been forced to your knees side by side. You watch helplessly as beams of whispering, swirling light are drawn out for your chest and his. You feel the force cry out as you become increasingly weaker. Your body fights to get into overdrive as death draws near, but to no avail.

A sick laughter echoes in the chamber as Sidious watches his decomposing body come back to life, sapping the power of a dyad.

Suddenly, the pressure holding you and Ben up relieves and you both drop.

Rey stands between you, two sabers clutched in her hands.

Another arc of lightning crackles over your head, which Rey catches and pushes back with Obi-Wan’s saber.

“I,” Sidious bellows, his voice ringing out in the room and in your minds as you struggle to stay awake, “am all the Sith.”

Rey begins to push forward. As she passes you, you can hear the voices of countless people whispering. This time, the whispers aren’t dark, hissing threats. Instead, light seems to glow around her as the whispers make her stronger.

“And I,” she answers through gritted teeth, drawing Anakin’s saber and crossing the blade over Obi-Wan’s, “am all the Jedi.”

She reaches the steps of Sidious’ decayed throne and forces the lightning back onto him.

His flesh begins to rip and tear away from his bones. He cries out in agony as his power, his throne, and his life are finally ripped away from him for the last time until there is nothing left.

The moment he’s gone, you glance up at the skies to see the Sith ships explode as the resistance ships- now recovered and revitalized with hope- destroy everything that’s left.

You smile weakly, looking back to Ben to make note of the victory, but he’s no longer there.

He sits beside Rey, who lies limp on the ground.

You manage to crawl over to her.

“Do something,” he pleads to you.

I’m the healer. I should be able to do something. You look down and gingerly take Rey’s body from Ben’s hands. As you hold her, though, you sense that she is too far gone for any tincture or medicine.

“Give her to me,” Luke instructs softly as he kneels down next to you.

You look up at him hesitantly as you shift Rey from your lap into his.

“It’s time we bring an end to the Jedi, too,” he begins, looking between you and Ben as he holds Rey, one hand cradling her head while one rests on her stomach. “One extreme will always foster the growth of the other. Forge a new way.”

You nod, and though you don’t understand why, something churns in your stomach telling you that this is goodbye.

Ben nods, and it seems he understands more than you do. “Thank you,” he whispers, his eyes sparkling as they well up. A tear gently rolls down his cheek in silence.

With a soft smile, Luke closes his eyes and calls out to the force one last time. He takes a deep breath.

Rey’s breathing grows stronger as color comes back to her body. She looks over to you, then to Ben, then to Luke.

You smile at the sight of Rey sitting up, her strength renewed.

She turns to Luke to thank him, but before the words make it out, Luke disappears.

You blink a few times as you look down to see his robes left behind in his place.

Rey turns back to you both with a grin, sharing a knowing look.

Though he’s gone, you realize you can still sense his presence, and you finally understand.

Without wasting another moment, you pull Rey and Ben into an embrace. You all let out a breathy, almost incredulous laugh. We did it. We won.

You all help each other onto your feet and stand. Rey gathers the robes of her mentor and calls the stray sabers to her hands. You and Ben take your sabers back from Rey and look up to the skies.

Though the ships are no longer firing, and most are still, you can almost hear their cheers from down here. One by one, the resistance and their allies begin to take off, heading back to wherever they came from.

The three of you silently return to your ships. Rey gets into hers first.

“I’ll meet you there,” you promise.

She nods, thanking the both of you one last time, and takes off to return to the resistance base.

You watch her leave before looking back down at Ben, who can’t seem to take his eyes off of you.

He closes the gap between you and wraps his arms around you in a strong embrace.

You return the affection without a moment of hesitation.

While you’re holding each other, it feels as if something has finally finished; as if a chapter is closed- one that you both-and the force itself- were waiting for all along.

You let go just enough to see Ben’s face and, with as much courage as you have left, kiss him.

When you finally pull away from each other, you both wear a bright smile.

“I need to return to my friends,” you finally say.

“Go,” he encourages, walking backwards to his ship.

“Where will I find you?”

“I’ll be home.”

You laugh as you watch him take off. You know he means your home, in Coruscant- but, you do like the idea of sharing it with him.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

Arriving back to the resistance base, you struggle to find a place to land among the scattered ships that were hastily parked and the masses of people celebrating the final victory. Eventually, you do find a place to comfortably park your ship.

Although you’re exhausted from the insane day you had just endured, you’re also antsy to see your friends again. You wander through the clusters of people, scanning for anyone you recognize. You realize trying to ask anyone for direction would be hopeless- not just because they would have no real answer, but also because they’re caught up in their own moments. Finally, your eyes land on Rey and Finn, locked in a tight embrace.

You jog over to them and see a weary looking Poe approaching the couple. You run straight to him, nearly toppling him over in a hug. He lets out an easy laugh.

“Thank you,” you whisper.

“For what?”

“For keeping your promise.”

“Only because you kept yours,” he answers, relief clear in his voice.

You lightly peck his cheek and pull away.

He gives you a wink before Finn barges in and hugs Poe, the two of them laughing. You turn to Rey and the two of you embrace again, your laughter joining the cacophony of jubilation that surrounds you all.

It’s over. You all won. And you can change the future for the better.

•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••

After some retellings of the battles you each fought and making plans to meet up again to discuss the journey that now lies before you all, you decide it’s time to head back home. You start making your way back to your ship to see Luke leaning against it, grinning as he waves at you. Beside him is Obi-Wan, arms crossed, watching with a smile. The two of them, though appearing to you clear as day, seem to be somewhat translucent. You stop in your tracks.

“Thank you,” you whisper to them, “for everything.”

With a wink from one and a nod from the other, they fade away.

You get back to your ship and arrive at Coruscant to see Ben standing outside, leaning against the doorway of your home as he watches the sunset. When you reach him, he lifts and spins you in another hug, setting you back down with a kiss. There is so much to say, but for now, it will have to wait.

The two of you head inside to celebrate, rest, and dream about the future you will create together.

(Epilogue)

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vanta-nev00 · 7 months

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star wars x chłopi (2023)

...for some reason

getting a very specific, obscure and completely out of pocket hyperfixation again? hell yeah

(totally not doing it just to redraw the winter hay scene with kylo and alyx)

still working on the au lore, but it will be something around the original movie, with a few small changes

#star wars #star wars oc #art #original character #oc #kylo ren #kylo ren x y/n #oc x canon #chlopi #pheasants #chłopi 2023 #chłopi #polish #polish movies

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skywalkersolos-blog · 2 years

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A faceless monster that seemed to be haunting Elora when a peaceful island seems to haunt Rey. It was something that both girls seem to have both light and dark nightmares and dreams and the other always had the opposite.

A creature in a mask. A faceless monster who hunted down people just because they could. "Well maybe you saw something like that here and got scared?" Rey knew all sorts of things came through here. All manner of creatures- some of them not so friendly either- came and went, only those who were truly lost in the ruble stayed.

#elora and kylo ren #quote #elora #fyeahstarwarsocs #my ocs #my ocs stuff #my ocs are my children #my ocs are my babies #ocs #my characters #oc x canon #original character #oc rp

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Hi!

I'm Hannah and I write things.

Read more of my work on AO3 and Wattpad

🔞My blog contains mature content, minors DNI🔞

Masterlist:

Stranger Things

Hawkins’ Own Breakfast Club (Dom!Billy Hargrove x Virgin!Reader x Dom! Eddie Munson)

Your Leather, My Lace (90’s Battle of the Bands AU, Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Rockstar!Reader)

Impossible to Hate You (When Harry Met Sally inspired, Friends to Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Eddie Munson x Reader)

Monsters & Miracles (Kas!Eddie Munson x Original Character, 2006 AU, Eddie has been stuck in the Upside Down for 20 years)

Part 1 | Part 2 (in progress!)

One Shots/Blurbs:

The Naughty Wench (Rennaisance Faire!Eddie x Barmaid!Reader) Eat Me (Older!Rockstar!Eddie x Popstar!Reader) 1405 Peach Tree Lane (Older!Neighbor!Eddie x Reader) Meet the Teacher (Older!Single Dad!Eddie x Teacher!Reader) Polyjamorous (Eddie x GN!Reader) You Could Kill Me (and You Should)(Vampire!Eddie x Slayer!Reader)

Star Wars

The Brighter Dark (Kylo Ren x Reader, Reader is a bounty hunter turned Knight of Ren) {On AO3 and Wattpad only}

Harry Potter

The Choices that Make Us (Adult!Draco Malfoy x Reader imagines)

You’re Still a Fucking Brat (Adult!Draco x Adult!Ravenclaw!Reader) | Draco x Hufflepuff!Reader (in progress!)

#masterlist #eddie munson #draco malfoy #kylo ren #eddie munson x reader #draco malfoy x reader #kylo ren x reader

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ivystoryweaver · 2 months

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The Only One

Episode 7

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Summary: The last time you saw Poe was right before he blew up Starkliller Base - a huge victory for the Resistance. Things go to hell after that and you are separated from Poe, needing to rely on your instincts...and the Force. A huge secret starts to be revealed.

a/n: This Episode glosses over the events in the film The Last Jedi. You don't have to be knowledgeable about the sequel films to continue the story - everything that relates to Elia is summarized here. She is a bit separate from Poe during film events, so this is not a re-telling.

Pairing: Poe Dameron x female original character. Fic is written in second person, but the female "you" has a name (It reads basically the same as any other xreader)

Word Count: 1.6k

Content: violence, action, little angst (no more than in the films), not beta'd

PREVIOUSLY on "The Only One"...

He turned around one more time, granting you another sweet smile. “Wait for me, Ells. I’ll be right back.”

Somehow his humor and good nature gave you hope. Poe always gave you hope.

“May the Force be with you,” you whispered to no one really. Or, to all of them.

The next week was hell.

Which was, perhaps, what a demon like yourself deserved.

At first, the Resistance buzzed with the thrill of victory. Poe and his team destroyed Starkiller Base after Rebel legends Han Solo and Chewbacca worked together with the stormtrooper who defected and a young woman named Rey.

But before you could celebrate or have much of a reunion with Poe, the stormtrooper, who you learned was named Finn, was sent to medical in critical condition, while Rey supposedly flew away to find Luke Skywlaker.

Kylo Ren had murdered Han Solo.

You thought taking out Starkiller Base would give the Resistance a huge advantage in the uphill battle against the First Order, but the New Republic had suffered tremendous losses, crippling, if not obliterating support for the Resistance.

Your assignment kept you apart from Poe for days, so you hadn’t seen him since that fateful moment directly before the Starkiller Base battle.

...where he kissed you and asked you to wait for him.

So many had been lost since then - the chaos, nonstop. After the most recent attack took out most of Resistance command, someone named Holdo took over.

You were dying to see Poe, desperate to see for yourself that he was okay. Every time something else exploded, you felt sure you’d receive a report of his death. The stress piled up as you worked separately from Poe, thinking he might die, or you might die.

To make a desperate situation worse, the attack on the ship's bridge left Leia seriously wounded. And directly before Holdo took command, Poe was demoted, which infuriated you.

And, aside from the fact that you were (thankfully) able to focus, or hyper focus, as it were, on computer programming and other computer tech needs, the news of Commander Dameron's demotion was all you could think about...

...or talk about.

Thankfully, Perrha was with you for the past few days and was a wonderful grounding force for you.

Now, the Resistance was trying to safely land transports on the planet Crait.

Everyone watched in horror as one after the other, the First Order blew them out of the sky. You kept yourself busy working, tears streaming down your face at the thought of Poe being on one of those obliterated ships.

Poe felt the same way.

After maybe the worst week of his life (aside from when his mom died), Poe woke up from the little nap Leia's stun gun gave him. He listened patiently as Leia explained Holdo's plan, then watched in horror as transport after transport was obliterated.

"Where's Elia?" He asked Leia, as if she might somehow know. He had lost too many today, not only on the bridge, but when some of his closest friends died in the hangar explosion.

Leia shook her head, unsure.

Poe stared out into space. "Which one is she on?" He murmured, thankful that his new friend Finn was at least safe for the moment. Hopefully.

The planet's surface was so close. You and Perrha might make it through this. But who could be sure what awaited you on Crait, with the First Order bearing down hard?

As you entered the planet's atmosphere, the transport closest to yours exploded - near enough to your own that the blast and debris wreaked havoc. You were taking serious damage - hit hard enough to crash, just not to explode instantly like the neighboring transport.

Everyone around you was astoundingly calm, focused and professional, but a crash landing would not be avoidable.

Perrha's eyes met yours frantically as fire, debris and smoke filled the transport.

"We're not gonna make it," they gasped, coughing from all the smoke.

Panic gripped your heart. You didn't want to die. For once in your life, you really wanted to live and not just in terms of survival. You wanted to help the Resistance. You wanted them to win. You needed to learn about the Force, and ascertain from Leia if you were truly doomed to be a servant of the darkness.

Perrha was your friend and so was Poe. Your very best friend. Your heart broke as you thought of never seeing him again. It couldn't end this way.

So instead of giving in to despair, you opened yourself up to the flow of energy - no. The Force. A wall of fire swept through the transport.

"No." Your voice could barely be heard over the commotion. It wasn't a plea but a command.

Perrha cried out your name as you stretched out your hands and literally pushed the fire backward.

Your breathing steadied, your countenance - a mask of serenity. Your eyes fluttered closed as the Force surrounded you, flowed through you.

The fire would not touch you. Nor Perrha.

The remaining Resistance fighters watched from their transports, in awe, as a transport-on-fire gently touched down on the planet's surface.

You heard nothing. You only felt.

Calm.

Finally, you heard Perrha screaming your name. "This thing is gonna blow, come on!" They quite literally jerked you away - your boots thumping on the planet's surface as you ran for your life.

The ship exploded, knocking the survivors to the ground with a concussive force - dangerous, but not fatal.

Your ears rang, dusty salt filled your lungs, but Perrha hauled you up. You ran again, as fast as you had ever in your life.

The First Order had entered the planet's atmosphere and took up position at the mine entrance - the old Rebel base. Unfortunately, your transport's crash left you quite far away on foot. But thankfully, the First Order would assume your exploded crash site would leave no survivors - giving you time to run.

A battle raged overhead and in the distance. Blaster and cannon fire, and boot prints turned the ashy, salty surface blood red.

Your group finally made it to the mine, but there was no getting in the front entrance. The huge blaster door was sealed, but under heavy attack.

"Is there another way in?" You wondered aloud.

"Is there another way out?" Perrha countered, panicked. "Are they trapped in there?"

Your ragtag team rallied, determined to find a way to either get in to the safety of the mine, or help the remaining Resistance fighters escape, if they were trapped.

Suddenly you saw an old rust bucket ship zoom overhead and land at the edge of a shallow cliff.

Your team arrived just in time to see a young woman...making dozens of piles of rocks...float. This action served to clear a blocked path, allowing the Resistance fighters to escape the mine.

You saw the stormtrooper, Finn. The young woman must be Rey. You were so distracted by her dazzling display of the Force, that you almost didn't notice that just beside Finn...

was Poe.

Finn raced into Rey's arms for a hug, but it was Poe who noticed your ash-covered, singed, rag-tag crew, confused, for a moment, as to why you would have appeared with Rey.

"Elia," he breathed, pushing his way past anyone and everything in his path, including the huge boulders Rey had lifted moments before.

You were an adorable mess, most of your hair had tumbled out of your twin buns. Soot tarnished your cheeks and clothes. By some miracle your unlaced boots stayed in place while you ran for your life.

As Poe clambered toward you, your hands anxiously grabbed for your backpack straps…only to come up empty.

“M-my backpack,” you gasped, frantically touching your arms and chest.

Okay, people were dead.

Your transport crashed and exploded.

You only survived because you wielded the Force and ran for your life.

The First Order was bearing down.

Poe was alive!

But your brain?

“My backpack,” you repeated, desperately, craving the familiar soothing touchstone of its frayed straps.

“Here, sweetheart,” Poe gently offered, reaching for the fallen strap, to pull it back onto your shoulder. “Looks like the other one got burned.”

Which meant…

You grabbed for the other strap urgently, realizing the little pack might have been destroyed, leaving your wings out in the open.

Poe, so relieved to see you alive, wishing with all his heart that the could throw his arms around you, tried to understand…

“No, no no …” You shook your head, eyes wide with horror.

“Ells?” He asked, confused, holding up his hands in a supplicating manner, trying to show you he wouldn’t touch you if you didn’t want him to. “Baby, are you hurt?”

“I can’t…my backpack,” you gasped, short of breath. “I can’t…” Shaking your head rapidly, you backed away, running into Perrha…who got a look at your exposed back.

“Oh, Elia. A-are you - w-what happened…” they trailed off, glancing at Poe, confused at the sight of your tightly furled, dark wings. Perrha wasn’t sure if you were burned, or what was going on.

“What is it?” He demanded. “Is she hurt?” He reached for your arm to turn you around, but before his hand made contact, you clenched your fists and cried out.

“No!”

…sending tiny bits of rock flying outward from you body in every direction.

This got Rey’s attention.

As far as the young Jedi trainee knew, she and Leia were the only ones capable of this sort of thing.

Poe backed away, stunned, brushing bits of gravel from his face and hair, exchanging worried glances with Perrha, but determined to make sure you were all right.

He thought to approach you, but stopped short at a miraculous sight.

Your hair had tumbled down, beautiful and wild, your eyes closed in concentration.

Hands clenched by your sides, you held yourself still as bits of rock and earth circled you slowly.

And behind you, dark, slick wings unfurled.

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madlittlecriminal · 11 months

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Hello! I noticed you said you’re opening requests. If you’re not too busy, may I please request a Kylo Ren x female reader fluff/smut? Maybe they haven’t seen eachother in a while and have missed eachother? It’s not very original, haha. Thank you for reading this!

Feels Like Ages ➟ Kylo Ren × Female!Reader

you're welcome anon! now, just be mindful i tend to make aggressive characters/villains soft for their s/o so, kylo is DEFINITELY ooc & if you or anyone else in the fandom doesn't like it, i apologize. this is also pretty short, but anyway, here you go & i hope you enjoy!

Warnings: fluffy mild smut and kylo, mosty making out, so there isn't much smut, i apologize, the use of Ben like once or twice, reader and kylo were in a relationship in the past and never actually ended it

You paced back and forth, waiting the arrival of their leader. You heard of the First Order and knew their leader, Kylo Ren, was ruthless. He was apparently known for letting his anger get to him that he'd destroy anything that was near him.

However, when he entered the cell, he froze. "Why are you here?" With his mask on, you didn't know who it was, so you gave him an answer you figured he'd be okay with. "Your people captured me. Said I would be a good edition to the First Order or something like that." He nodded slowly. "What's with the mask though?" He chuckled. "Still the same old (Y/N), aren't you?" You raised an eyebrow at his question.

"How do you know my name?" He clicked the side of his mask, watching as it opened. Once he took it off, you gasped and he gave you a small smirk. "Ben?" He sighed. "It's Kylo, now." You walked over to him and rested a hand on his face. "Sure, but you will always be Ben to me." He sighed and touched your hand that was on his face. "You know, you've been on my mind for as long as I can remember." You smile. "I could say the same to you." He let the mask slip out of his hand and when it hit the floor, you jumped slightly.

"We never actually ended the relationship, did we?" You shook your head. "I haven't been with anyone either." He chuckled before nodding. "Me either." You couldn't hold yourself back anymore when you kissed him. He rested his hands on your waist and pulled you closer to him, kissing you back. You felt his tongue run across your bottom lip and you gasped when one hand gripped your thigh, moving it towards his hip. You jump and wrap your legs around him, not breaking this kiss.

He pressed your back against the wall and you moan softly. He groaned and broke the kiss for a second to catch his breath. "I missed you, beautiful." You ran your fingers through his hair and tried calming down your breathing. "I missed you too, handsome." You looked down at his clothes and smirk. "You look good in black by the way." He snickers. "You're in for a surprise if that's the case, baby."

#kylo ren #kylo ren x reader #star wars #star wars x reader #ben solo #ben solo x reader #asks #ask #anonymous #anon ask #anonymous asks #anon asks #requests #request #kylo ren x you #kylo ren x y/n #ben solo x you

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terriblepersongreatseamonster · 6 months

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Yes, I ship Reylo: Rey & Ben Solo. No, I do not currently, have not in the past, nor will I at any time in the future ship Kylo Ren and Rey. Kylo Ren and Ben Solo may have inhabited the same body, but I really do view them as two different individuals. To me it seems that Ben was possessed by Kylo, and he fought hard for years before Kylo took control and was still trying to fight even once Kylo was running the show. Am I wrong? I don't know, but these are fictional characters and this is my own personal opinion about them.

I write a fair amount of fanfic and up until recently my focus has been Adam & Olive from Love Hypothesis (which as we know is just Reylo). I'll probably be writing more Ben & Rey fics as well, but never a Kylo x Rey fic.

Quick add to my original post...

This is from the Rise of Skywalker novelization, and I think it makes it even more clear that she viewed Ben and Kylo as two different individuals.

#reylo #ben solo #rey #ben x rey #star wars #i ship them #ben solo deserved better #save ben solo #fanfic #fanfic writing #love hypothesis #adam and olive

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mynameis-noe-body · 8 months

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Masterlist

For those wondering: I closed the previous mynameis-noe-body blog and opened a new one, to make it a main blog and have free access to dm.

First of all, rules. This is a list of my works, and I will rate them accordingly to Ao3 guidelines. This means they may be explicit and so, strictly +18.

I will write for the following fandoms and more (find more in others).

I will not write underage. I am comfortable with a certain amount of angst and/or violence but it's still up to me to decide what I am okay with.

I will not write for The Marauders fandom, since I do not appreciate those characters.

Requests are closed for the moment. And thank you for reading.

▪️Wizarding World

Shot through the heart

Professor Severus Snape × Original Female Character

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (multiple chapters)

Summary: Licorice Hatch has traveled the world, fulfilling her dream of becoming one of the most famous writers and reporters in the Wizarding World. Now, she is coming back. Merlin only knows the turmoil she has caused in the heart of her dark, splendid professor. And at the very thought — eager to hold her in his arms again — Severus can't help but relive their whole story, from the very beginning, when it all started with a Wilbur Smith's book and... a two-month detention!

The Old Mill at the Hogsmeade's Eastern Forest

Post-Second Wizarding War Severus Snape × you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: in progress (multiple chapters)

Summary: A year and a half after the end of the war, Severus still hasn't managed to leave Britain. No one knows of his survival, and for months he enjoys a life of silence, solitude and well-deserved peace. Everything would be absolutely perfect, were it not for you, sitting on his empty tombstone everyday to bring condolences and read some poetry. When it's said that curiosity killed the cat...

▪️Adam Driver Fandom

How to (not) kill a stranger

Kylo Ren × you (F)

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (multiple chapters)

Summary: He glances at you. "A young lady like you shouldn't travel alone, on a night like this." You want to roll your eyes and send him to hell, but he was kind to help you and you don't want any more trouble. "I couldn't really stay in Aberdeen. I knew my old Corolla wouldn't hold up for long, not in this weather, but I wanted to at least get to the Motel for the night." He nods, raises the temperature of the car and you thank him again. He doesn't acknowledge your words. But he smirks. "Aren't you afraid you just crossed your path with a murderer?" You grin. "What are the odds that we are both murderers?"

▪️Stranger Things

Catch me if you can, Chief!

Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: It's the 4th of July in Hawkins, and while everybody's having fun at the amusement park, the only one who's catching your attention is Jim Hopper, Chief of Police — and he's looking at you, equally interested.

This Friday night

Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: All alone on a Friday night, after a long week of college classes, you just want to eat some ice cream and watch a movie. You didn't expect Jim to pay you visit — but god, if it isn't a nice surprise. OR — you and Jim (your father's best friend) get intimate on your parents' couch.

“Nothing to say, hm?”

Chief Jim Hopper × you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You let Billy flirt with you a little... that might not be a good idea. Jim will find a very passionate way of showing his jealousy.

Sunday morning: pancakes and...

Chief Jim Hopper x you (F)

Rating: Mature

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You make Jim breakfast and decide to wake him up with your hands and mouth.

▪️John Wick Fandom

🖤 Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont 🖤

I am your slave

Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F/GN)

Rating: Teen & Up Audience

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You and Vincent play the jealousy game at a public evening gala of the High Table. You end up revelieng almost all of your feelings to each other.

Safe in his arms

Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F/GN)

Rating: Teen & Up Audience

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: Vincent, who has fallen in love with you and made you his beautiful wife, has never really told you about his true life of crime and murder. What will you do the first time you catch him red handed?

Little dove

Marquis Vincent Bisset De Gramont × you (F)

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: You're the Marquis' favorite tailor — and you always act so innocent and pure it would just too much fun to ruin you (corruption kink).

🖤 John Wick 🖤

Origami

John Wick × reader (F/GN)

Rating: All

Status: Complete (one shot - drabble)

Summary: A casual encounter lead you and John to looking for each other, wishing to meet again.

▪️Others (open to write for: Alice in Wonderland, Joker(s), Johnny Depp fandom)

Wonderland Chronicles

Tarrant Higtop (Mad Hatter) × Alice Kingsley

Fandom: Alice in Wonderland

Rating: Explicit

Status: Complete (one shot)

Summary: Alice and Tarrant get inspired by fruit juices and enjoy smutty time, all alone during a tea party.

🔹A list of k*nks without explanation

Severus Snape

Lucius Malfoy

Eddie Munson

Billy Hargrove

Chief Jim Hopper

#harry potter #adam driver #alice in wonderland #starnger things #jim hopper #severus snape #pro snape #snape x you #snape x oc #adam driver x reader #mad hatter #masterlist #request #eddie munson #billy hargrove

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brooklynislandgirl · 6 months

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10 Fandoms / 10 Characters / 10 Tags

Tagged By: my loves @kylo-wrecked and @tangleweave Tagging: Anyone who feels like they need one more Sunday this weekend.

~*~*~*~

I. Marvel: Beta-Ray Bill, Eddie Brock/Venom, Doctor Strange, Phil Coulson, Vision, Groot, Spider-Man {Peter Parker}, Gambit, Doctor Morbius, Bucky Barnes. M'Baku {Hate the moniker of 'Man-Ape'}. Magneto. Loki. Night Crawler. Frank "Punisher" Castle. Colossus. Danny "Iron Fist" Rand. Foggy Nelson. Ghost Rider {Both Johnny Blaze and Robbie Reyes, "Caretaker" Carter Slade}. I know that's more than 10. Whatever, I do what I want. >.> II. DC: Lex Luthor, Nanaue {King Shark}, Martian Man Hunter, John Constantine, The Joker, Jonathan Crane, Morpheus {Dream of the Endless}, Death of the Endless, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Bane, Swamp Thing, Green Lantern. Cisco Ramon. Hunter Zoloman.

I absolutely blame @nightmarefuele for at least two of these.

III. Star Wars: Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader. Admiral Piett. Kylo Ren. Wedge Antilles. Kit Fisto. Han Solo. Chewbacca. Jocasta Nu. Darth Rivan {not to be confused with Darth Revan}. Jos Vondar. Jango and Boba Fett, and of course, all my 10,000,000,000 Clone children. No I will not be taking questions.

IV. Star Trek: Worf, Martok, Gowron, Chancellor Gorkon, Kurn, Dr McCoy, Uhura, Sulu, Chekhov, Chris Pike, Ortegas, Nurse Chapel, Geordie La Forge, Riker, Data, Lore, Chief O'Brien, Q, Benjamin Cisco, Garak, Gul Dukat, Quark. V. Firefly: Mal Reynolds, Jayne Cobb, Hobun Washburne, Zoe Washburne, Shepherd Book, Kaylee Frye, YoSafBridge, Adalai Niska, Badger, Jubal Early Take my life, take my land, take me where I cannot stand. I don't care 'cause I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me. {{My coat has always been a little...brownish.}

VI. The Walking Dead: Shane Walsh, Daryl and Merle Dixon, Michonne Hawthorne, Abraham Ford, Glenn Rhee, The Governor, Bob Stookey, Ezekiel, Dwight, Aaron, Morgan Jones. VII. Justified: Raylan, Boyd, Ava, Art, Rachel, Tim, Dewey Crowe, Johnny Crowder, Loretta McCready, Robert Quarles, Ellstin Limehouse, Mags Bennett, Devil, Jean Baptiste, Boon, Willa, Carolyn, Sweety... oh so many. VIII. Yellowstone: John, Jamie, Beth, Kayce Dutton, Rip Wheeler, Jimmy Hurdstrom, Thomas Rainwater, Mo Brings Plenty, Lloyd, Colby, Teeter, Jake, Ethan, Angela Blue Thunder, Malcolm Beck. IX. Law & Order- Alphabet Soup: Captain Cragen, Lenny Briscoe, Mike Logan, Anita Van Buren, Jack McCoy. Rey Curtis, Ed Green, Arthur Branch, Cyrus Lupo, Kevin Bernard, Frank Cosgrove, Jalen Shaw. Elliot Stabler, Olivia Benson, Odafin Tutuola, John Munch, Chester Lake, Melinda Warner, Amanda Rollins, Rafael Barba, Dominick Carisi, Peter Stone, Bobby Goran. I have seen literally every episode of the American Law & Order franchise Original, SVU, CI, OC, etc...with the first three watched multiple times. While I often wouldn't call it my most favourite show...it's probably my most favourite shows.

X. The Lord of the Rings: Boromir and Faramir, Éomer and Éowyn, Theoden King, Theodred, Gimli, Pippin, Sam, Meriadoc, Fangorn {Treebeard}, Beorn, Celebrimbor, Bard the Bowman, Dwalin, Celeborn, Denethor, Gil-Galad king, Fingolfin, The Watcher in the Water, Maedhros, Finwe, Manwe...and I could go on for years. My first true fandom as we know it {probably Arthurian Legend was my first and truest fictional love}, and one I have been faithful to for over 25 years. Honestly never please talk to me about it, because I have rabid opinions about literally everything. And lastly, I only included tv/movies here because books and rpgs would require an entire three or four Long Ass Posts all of their own. Much Love.

#Absolutely True Stories about Turtle #Glowing Like the Metal|Dash Games

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shinyasahalo · 12 days

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Top 100 AO3 Ships (All) May 1, 2024

(M/M) Castiel/Dean Winchester (Supernatural TV) 116,578 fics

(M/M) Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski (Teen Wolf TV) 73,560 fics

(M/M) Sherlock Holmes/John Watson (Sherlock TV) 72,435 fics

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(M/M) Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin TV/Arthurian Mythology) 37,813 fics

(F/M) Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug) 36,839 fics

(M/M) Keith/Lance (Voltron) 34,994 fics

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(M/M) Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou (My Hero Academia) 32,707 fics

(M/M) Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) 32,625 fics

(M/M) Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood (Shadowhunters TV) 32,313 fics

(M/M) Will Graham/Hannibal Lector (Hannibal TV) 30,944 fics

(F/M) Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren (Sequel Trilogy/Star Wars) 30,449 fics

(F/M) Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter) 30,410 fics

(M&M) Peter Parker & Tony Stark (Avengers/Marvel) 30,368 fics

(M/M) Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin (Bangtan Boys/K-Pop) 30,137 fics

(F/M) Original Female Character/Original Male Character (All Fandoms) 29,256 fics

(M/M) Min Yoongi | Suga/Park Jimin (Bangtan Boys/K-Pop) 29,163 fics

(M/M) Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov (Yuuri On Ice) 27,963 fics

(F/M) James Potter/Lily Evans Potter (Marauders/Harry Potter) 27,505 fics

(M/M) Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson (Stranger Things TV) 27,249 fics

(M/M) Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) 25,676 fics

(M/M) Original Male Character/Original Male Character (All Fandoms) 25,438 fics

(M/M) Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto (My Hero Academia) 24,637 fics

(M/M) Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin (Bangtan Boys/K-Pop) 23,837 fics

(M/M) Clay | Dream/GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF) 23,714 fics

(M/M) Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic (My Hero Academia) 23,690 fics

(F/M) Pepper Potts/Tony Stark (Iron Man/Marvel) 23,633 fics

(M&M) Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF) 22,378 fics

(M/M) Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion (The Witcher TV) 22,138 fics

(F/M) Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley (Harry Potter) 22,024 fics

(F/F) Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor (Supergirl TV/DCU) 21,423 fics

(M/M) James T. Kirk/Spock (Original Series/Star Trek) 21,144 fics

(M/M) Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru (Haikyuu!) 21,062 fics

(M&M) Sherlock Holmes & John Watson (Sherlock TV) 21,018 fics

(M/M) Hinata Shouya/Kageyamo Tobio (Haikyuu!) 19,681 fics

(M/M) Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet (Our Flag Means Death TV) 19,581 fics

(M/M) Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel (Glee TV) 19,279 fics

(GQ&GQ) Aziraphale & Crowley (Good Omens TV) 18,515 fics

(F/M) Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley (Harry Potter) 18,466 fics

(M&M) Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuki (My Hero Academia) 18,433 fics

(M/M) Levi Ackerman/Eren Yeager (Attack on Titan) 18,426 fics

(M/M) Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga (Bangtan Boys/K-Pop) 18,380 fics

(M/M) Harry Potter/Severus Snape (Harry Potter) 18,170 fics

(M/M) Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier (X-Men/Marvel) 18,106 fics

(M/M) Dan Howell/Phil Lester (Video Blogging RPF) 17,899 fics

(M/M) Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou (Haikyuu!) 17,719 fics

(F/F) Original Female Character/Original Female Character (All Fandoms) 17,339 fics

(F/N) The Doctor/Rose Tyler (Doctor Who TV) 17,153 fics

(M/M) Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren (Sequel Trilogy) 17,086 fics

(M/R) James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader (Marvel) 16,982 fics

(M/M) Keith/Shiro (Voltron) 16,928 fics

(M/M) Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich (Shameless TV) 16,592 fics

(M&M) Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester (Supernatural TV) 16,235 fics

(F/F) Evil Queen | Regina Mills/Emma Swan (Once Upon a Time TV) 16,177 fics

(M/M) Han Jisung | Han/Lee Minha | Lee Know (Stray Kids/K-Pop) 15,998 fics

(M/M) Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier (IT Movies) 15,991 fics

(M/M) Kim Taehyung/Park Jimin (Bangtan Boys/K-Pop) 15,888 fics

(M&M) Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF) 15,665 fics

(M/M) Jenson Ackles/Jared Padalecki (Actor RPF) 15,635 fics

(M/M) Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto (Naruto) 15,460 fics

(M/M) Loki/Thor (Thor Movies/Marvel) 15,430 fics

(M/M) Jeon Jungkook/Min Yoongi | Suga (Bangtan Boys/K-Pop) 15,334 fics

(M/M) Tartaglia | Childe/Zhongli (Genshin Impact) 15,178 fics

(M/M) Rodney McKay/John Sheppard (Stargate Atlantis TV) 15,145 fics

(M/M) Gabriel/Sam Winchester (Supernatural TV) 14,916 fics

(F/M) Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin (The 100 TV) 14,907 fics

(F/M) Fox Mulder/Dana Scully (The X-Files TV) 14,787 fics

(F/M) Annabeth Chase/Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson TV) 14,420 fics

(M/M) Regulus Black/James Potter (Marauders/Harry Potter) 14,398 fics

(M/M) Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru (Jujutsu Kaisen) 13,993 fics

(M&M) Technoblade & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF) 13,727 fics

(M/M) Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort (Harry Potter) 13,682 fics

(M/M) Mycroft Holmes/Greg Lestrade (Sherlock Holmes TV) 13,515 fics

(M/M) Levi Ackerman/Erwin Smith (Attack on Titan) 13,359 fics

(M/M) Frank Iero/Gerard Way (My Chemical Romance) 13,310 fics

(M&M) Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku (My Hero Academia) 13,303 fics

(M/M) Miya Atsumo/Sakusa Kiyoomi (Haikyuu!) 13,207 fics

(F/F) Clarke Griffin/Lexa (The 100 TV) 13,194 fics

(M/M) Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones (Torchwood TV/Doctor Who) 13,111 fics

(M&M) James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers (Captain America/Marvel) 13,073 fics

(M/M) Steve McGarret/Danny "Danno" Williams (Hawaii Five-O TV) 13,064 fics

(F/M) Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov (Avengers/Marvel) 13,052 fics

(M/M) Enjolras/Grantaire (Les Miserables) 12,829 fics

(M/M) Loki/Tony Stark (Avengers/Marvel) 12,808 fics

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(M&M) Castiel & Dean Winchester (Supernatural TV) 12,751 fics

(F/M) Oliver Queen/Felicity Smoak (Arrow TV/DCU) 12,721 fics

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(M/M) Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto (My Hero Academia) 12,376 fics

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(M/M) Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks (My Hero Academia) 12,318 fics

#AO3 Statistics #All Ships #Shipping Stats #Banned From AO3 #Fandom Data Compilation #Supernatural #Teen Wolf #Sherlock #Harry Potter #Marvel

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starwarsrpgfinder · 1 day

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hiii! i’m a 20 year old female, pronouns are she/her looking for 18+ star wars writers who would like roleplay with me! i’m a novella styled writer and i prefer to have NSFW themes in the roleplay alongside a partner who has a similar writing style as me. i love smut with or without plot! i am a oc x cc themed writer, and i have a list of original characters with different love interests. here’s my list:

anakin skywalker x oc

han solo x oc

luke skywalker x oc

kylo ren x oc

din djarin x oc

obviously the era will depend on who you prefer to write as and i would love to double up! if this interests you, please pm me here on tumblr or add my discord lvndrhaze thank you!

Pm on Tumblr or contact on Discord

#din djarin #anakin skywalker #luke skywalker #han solo #kylo ren #oc

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eclipsedforce · 9 days

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❛ You are a cosmic child . . . ! ❜ #ECLIPSEDFORCE, a highly private / selective original character Breha Organa-Solo for the star wars universe with guest muses Kylo Ren, Anakin Skywalker and Rey Skywalker. Blog is mostly based around events from canon as a base but takes aspects and runs ten miles in every direction on five different tracks. (i.e. very chaotic/canon-divergent).

blog roll: @sacredslaycd, @oblitum & @cag3dsong uses: beta & x-kit rewritten (will not write with none beta users.) about: Leia, 27, she/her, gmt activity: low 001. caard, 002. opens, 003. memes, 004. commission blog currently reading: Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back , currently watching: Star Wars:The Clone Wars

❛ I have my mothers joy and my father's anger in me, they're always at war.❜ Low activity: Mun is a full time student.

[ 1 ] : I HAVE A ZERO TOLERANCE FOR DRAMA POLICY, **I will not tolerate people policing my blog, callouts are not welcome here and you won't find me participating in any either. I have no interest in dni's, people I cannot interact with or faceclaims I cannot use. fc's people consider to be toxic will be found on this blog I will be largely iconless and gif/photo sets will be tagged accordingly.

[ 2 ] : low to extremely low activity warning, please tag: self harm, animal abuse and disordered eating. please also tag smut/nsfw accordingly. I also ask you reblog from source. I am not a meme blog and will block for this. homophobia, transphobia, biphobia, etc, is not tolerated here. duplicate friendly.

[ 3 ] : smut is unlikely to take place on this blog, unless I am super comftorable with the mun ooc. I am a ship whore, if you ship it, I probably do too. canon, canon divergent, au and original character friendly. my writing preference is multi-para. para and liner starters may however, make an appearance.. If you have a length preference, please let me know ahead of time.

[ 4 ] : all edits on this blog, belong to me unless otherwise stated, i use a combination of psd's. mostly smolresources and endlesswood. alot of original characters on this blog may be considered 'stereotypical'. these will not be forced on anyone and often I don't write them unless requested or plotted. these muses will still be seen on this blog and very much loved, you may wish to unfollow if this isn't for you.

#PINNED POST.

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nightmarefuele · 10 days

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muse directory.

most muses can be shipped with, to varying degrees. some are more repressed than others. in general, i'll treat them all as bisexual.

'canon';

Ren (of 'the' Ren) ; adam driver ; a heavily divergent/'oc-ified', post(usually)-snoke, visceral horror, gritty lean from star wars' kylo ren. Kylo Ren ; adam driver ; as close to kylo 'canon' as i'm capable of writing, but solely draws from tfa characterization. na-Baron Feyd-Rautha ; austin butler ; draws pretty much solely from the '24 film. Paul-Muad'Dib Atreides ; timothee chalamet ; leans on the book(+ messiah) from time to time. Loki Laufeyson ; tom hiddleston ; fuck u i don't consider post-tdw canon. ciao Control (John Rodriguez) ; tbd. ; based on authority by jeff vandermeer, and annihilation, book and film, exploring hypnosis/mind control and consequent distrust, or outright paranoia. operates at the branch-end of a highly bureaucratic and mysterious organization. eventually ends up at Southern Reach, "...a secret agency that manages expeditions into a place known as Area X, an uninhabited and abandoned coastal area of an unnamed country which nature is gradually reclaiming." 'nature', in this context, being a cute/tame word. refers to his guns as 'gramps', 'grandpa', 'grandpap', etc. Berry Rydell ; young josh hartnett ; freelance private security officer from william gibson's virtual light trilogy, based in retrofuturist nocal and socal. just a guy doing his own thing and getting caught up, routinely, somehow, in the national (but very top-secret) dickfight over some expensive glasses. + virtual reality, or whatever. Colin Laney ; tbd. ; has a talent for identifying nodal points. more tba. Ezra ; pedro pascal ; from 2018 sci-fi/western film prospect. more tba. Cee ; sophie thatcher ; from 2018 sci-fi/western film prospect. more tba. Connor (the Android Sent by Cyberlife) ; bryan dechart ; tba. Logan (Wolverine) ; hugh jackman . Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) ; michael fassbender, ian mckellen . Kid ; dev patel ; from 2024 film monkey man. more tba. Elliot Alderson ; rami malek ; tba. Jonathan Crane ; cillian murphy ; adding him back after some long and hard thought. selective muse, likely won't be writing him within gotham (for the sake of gotham), necessarily. tumblr's a weird place. i'd like to explore him thru different subjects and lenses. Jesper Fahey ; kit young ; tba. Kaz Brekker ; freddy carter ; tba. Tangerine ; aaron taylor-johnson ; bullet train, tba. Joel Miller ; pedro pascal .

aus are fun. hit me with em or forever hold your peace.

ocs, always subject to adapt and update on a thread-to-thread basis;

Dorian Yu ; christian yu ; tba. loosely based on christian yu's musical creations. relies either on psychological themes (wherein dorian is bipolar), for stories more grounded in realism, or the supernatural. heavily flexible, works into most (if not all) modern environments. can be taken a vaguely sci-fi or heavily cyberpunk route. (he's fun. smiley ball of energy and sunshine, or depressive and vaguely antagonistic shut-in.) prone to delusions, dissociation, and in severe instances, amnesia. Oeznik Ambroicz ; cillian murphy ; loosely based on a character from an original script. flexible iterations. director of an institute/facility (sometimes agency, depending on setting and historical values) that focuses on exploring the residual elements that paranormal trauma leaves behind. these elements can be purely psychological, physical, combined, or, sometimes, paranormal themselves. in other iterations, to draw further on lovecraftian or cthulhu mythos elements, oeznik may lean more private investigator, or 'freelance', for his own mysterious and often unexplained purposes. focused and preoccupied when fixed securely inside his element; wary and suspicious when not. Fifine ; anya taylor-joy ; tba. Nadya ; brunette anya t-j :p ; tba. (the) Insomnium ; tbd. ; developed and hatched by a cult of space witches moreso than born. derived from an organically inorganic (or just inexplicable) substance. for tumblr purposes, blends the idea of dune's 'voice'. cult functions similarly on some levels to the b.g., but is entirely an unknown. stems from the same gritty, visceral horror environment and themes as the ren. (especially picky about where i throw this one.) space cultists tba.

#.| muse directory.

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The Only One

Episode 8

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Summary: Your deepest, darkest secret is out. How will you handle this new attention? Who can get through to you? (I bet you can guess)

Pairing: Poe Dameron x female original character. Fic is written in second person, but the female "you" has a name (It reads basically the same as any other xreader)

Word Count: 2.1k

Content: nothing too intense - self-doubt, mild angst, slight injuries

PREVIOUSLY on "The Only One"...

Poe backed away, stunned, brushing bits of gravel from his face and hair. He thought to approach you, but stopped short at a miraculous sight.

Your hair had tumbled down, beautiful and wild, your eyes closed in concentration. Hands clenched by your sides, you held yourself still as bits of rock and earth circled you slowly.

And behind you, dark, slick wings unfurled.

As the Millennium Falcon raced to its safe destination, Poe gripped your hand tightly, through the slightest opening in the storage bay where you had hid yourself.

His thumb gently stroked yours, back and forth, steadily, reminding you to breathe in time with his ministrations.

In...out...in...and out.

"That's my girl," he would encouragingly whisper at various intervals, calmly caressing and encouraging you to breathe through each hiccup and gasp.

It was a miracle he'd got you this far. He thought he'd never get you onto this ship and off that forsaken salty rock called Crait.

Previously...

The ragtag remnant of the Resistance momentarily stopped, stunned by the vision of your dark wingspan and bits of rock circling your body.

Poe winced at the tiny scrapes littering his arms, where you had inadvertently flung gravel outward using the Force - his bare forearms the only shield for his face.

Everything that could be going wrong for a person like you was now careening off a cliff into utter disaster.

Your secret made itself known to everyone. Both secrets: the fact that you could wield the Force and the fact that you possessed demon wings.

Worse, everyone was staring at you, disbelievingly.

Worse still, there was no time for this. Kylo Ren and the First Order were surely mere minutes behind you all, following you through the hidden Rebel base in the mine.

Poe could hardly think of which fire to put out first, but he had to do something, before you panicked. You could not afford to have a panic attack right now - not with uncontrolled power such as yours. It would surely draw the wrong kind of attention - acting as a beacon for the First Order, impeding escape.

The Resistance would be finished once and for all, if you were found.

He started with your name, softly.

Your lip trembled at the sound of his voice.

Since the moment you sent rocks flying outward, you had yet to open your eyes.

"Ells," he repeated, with more urgency. "It's me. Can-can I touch your hand? Is that okay?"

Your chest heaved as reality began to take hold.

Poe ordered everyone onto the ship, hoping to disperse the crowd. Finn took notice and repeated Poe's command - the two of them realizing that Rey and Leia were sharing some sort of moment.

Something was wrong. Something greater than your display of power. You felt it too because your eyes snapped open.

"Oh no," you whispered, unable to understand that it was Master Skywalker's death rippling through the Force.

Thankfully, most everyone had boarded the Millennium Falcon by now, leaving Poe to reason with you. He nodded for Finn to join his comrades, and after concerned glances toward both you and Rey, he complied.

"Ells?" Poe repeated, reaching out for your hand. "It's just me. You okay? We have to get out of here. We have to board the ship."

Your eyes searched for Leia's. She met your gaze over Rey's shoulder during their embrace. You felt something in the Force - something painful, but you weren't strong enough to discern anything further - oblivious to the fact that Leia had just lost her twin brother.

It was then that you realized that Leia and Poe could now both see you for the demon you truly were, which made you automatically withdraw from Poe's reach.

"Come on, sweetheart," Poe coaxed, his dark eyebrows arched pleadingly. "Let's get you out of here - somewhere safe. Come on, I've got you. Just take my hand."

"No," you whispered, tears stinging your eyes. The metaphorical weight of hiding your true self combined with the literal weight of your newly unfurled wings felt like a millstone pulling you to the bottom of the deepest ocean.

Poe lowered his hand. "Come on, Ells. I won't touch you. I won't let anyone bother you. Let's go - we have to go."

You backed away, shaking your head vehemently. "No. Leave me. I'm...like them. I'm...wrong."

Poe did grip your hand then, commandingly, taking a gamble that you wouldn't freak out. That the foundation you'd built together as friends - as...hopefully more, would anchor you here - just long enough to get you on the ship.

"There's nothing wrong with you. And I'm not leaving you here," he fiercely proclaimed, trapping your hand in both of his and pulling it to his chest, urging you forward a stumbling step or two.

"No, Poe, I-I'll hurt you," you protested, breathlessly, although your body complied. "I did hurt you, like they did - like they tortured you - "

Poe squeezed your hand, touching his forehead to yours. "You're going to have to tear my arm off to keep me here. I'm not letting go, do you understand?"

Your breath trembled as you started to cry, but Poe forged ahead, appealing to your dutiful side. You seemed to take pride in following orders, performing your duties admirably. You weren't one for public accolades but a little one on one encouragement typically caused you to beam with pride.

"Get on the ship with me," he softly commanded, his breath ghosting your cheek. "That's an order."

You were nodding before you could think to protest. Something in you longed to please him - to be of use in the Resistance, even now.

Poe all but dragged you up the ramp of the Millennium Falcon - his heart shattering as you struggled to move naturally with your new wingspan - going so far as to bump one of them, causing you to hiss in pain...

...before your breath caught in your chest as you realized all over again that everyone could see the real you.

And they did stare.

"As you were," Poe ordered, waving them off. "Get to work." And he never let go of you until you were as far away from prying eyes as this crowded ship could afford.

...which is where you found yourself now, stowed in a small cargo bay with Poe's hold on your hand tender yet possessive.

His mind raced with fear -with terror, even, at how close or far behind the First Order loomed...if the remaining Resistance had even escaped unseen.

Despite many capable pilots, he yearned to be in the cockpit, in charge, or at least assisting the Jedi Rey. Which reminded him that something seemed dreadfully wrong between Rey and Leia. Poe shuddered to think of what had become of Master Skywalker.

But his duty right now was here, with you.

If he could keep you calm and breathing - if you could only make it to a safe destination - then he could help you. He could help everyone, after failing so utterly before.

But if you lashed out again, with your power - the consequences for everyone on board could be grave.

So he told you the same things over and over - to breathe, that you were safe, that everyone was safe, and the plan. Routine and reality were key for you. So he gave you everything safe and normal he could.

The Millennium Falcon touched down at a port off the beaten path, discreet, and free from First Order control. The plan was simply to refuel and gather any available supplies, including food, extra transports, fighters, ships or weapons.

Nearly every Resistance fighter dispersed as quickly and inconspicuously as possible to make this happen. Naturally, a small crew remained with the Falcon, making necessary repairs, refueling and guarding their only remaining transport.

This included the young Jedi Rey, who had grown rather attached to the ship, and, naturally, Chewbacca.

Poe found the two of you left mercifully alone for the moment. Your grip on his hand tightened to the point of pain and your eyes remained squeezed shut, as if you could keep the real world from invading your safe bubble.

"Elia...we're here. It's just you and me, okay?" Poe covered your joined hands with his free hand for good measure. "You're safe here. Say it."

Exhaling shakily, you nodded once. "I-I'm safe."

"That's right, sweetheart," he soothed, pulling your joined hands to the warmth of his chest. "We're safe, but we have to get some supplies. That's our mission. You're with me, okay? You report directly to me. Can you do that?"

"I...I can't hurt anyone," you gasped. "Need to stay right here." Fresh tears spilled out of your eyes at the pain surging through your cramped wings. You felt as safe as possible here, enclosed, with Poe to quietly reassure you, but the space was too small, in reality, for your...new body.

Poe blew out a tense breath, hoping like hell he was treating you in the way you needed - how you deserved. "I can let you stay here if you want, but first I need to know if you're hurt. I want you to tell me the truth."

You rocked back and forth a bit, trying to focus on the sound of his voice and the steady warmth of his hand - your touchstone.

Shit...Poe felt like he was losing you. Okay, new approach.

"Elia, tell me the supply list. We need to get it, but...I want make sure I don't forget anything. Tell me what's on the list," he gently directed, knowing you had that thing memorized top-to-bottom, inside-out. You could recite a great many lists and procedures verbatim, much to the slight annoyance of some of your colleagues.

But it was damn handy in a situation like this.

You answered immediately, opening your eyes and swiping at your tears with your free hand.

"Uhh...it-it's medkit, blasters, knives, rations, nav kit, thermal blanket, hooks, glowrods, stimpills..." You rattled off survival items, as well as supplies needed to restock, refuel and get to the next safe destination. By the time you finished, Poe was smiling tenderly at you, nodding encouragingly.

And by then, you were looking at him too. But, since eye contact was nearly impossible for you, your gaze wandered down to the scrapes and cuts on his forearms - the wounds caused by you.

"I'm so sorry," you whispered disbelievingly. "I'm the last person who should hurt you, Poe. You're my best friend."

"You're mine too," he soothed, reaching to trace the shape of your jaw, guiding your obsessive stare away from his cuts and back to his face. "You're hurt too. We need each other."

Your eyes darted away from his but you didn't flinch from his touch.

"I need you out there with me, Ells. Will you help me?"

Chancing a peek at his earth colored eyes, you felt, for a moment, as if he saw you - just you. Not your wings. Not your secrets, exposed, nor the danger you posed.

"I can get the supplies," you answered simply, allowing him to help you climb out of your hiding spot. Your wings provided a bit of a struggle, but Poe caught you by both arms as you stumbled into his.

As soon as you were steady, however, he backed away. "Sorry - you okay?"

You nodded, physically deflating as his eyes raked over the expanse of your wings. "Don't look at me," you uttered, all your fears exposed - a raw nerve.

Poe lowered his gaze, scrubbing a hand over the back of his neck. "I'm sorry, you're just...you're beautiful."

"I'm not. I'm...not. I'm dangerous. I'm a demon. But I'm not that."

Smiling wistfully to himself, Poe remembered back to your first date. "You are to me, Ells."

He noticed how you automatically reached for your backpack straps - your soothing motion, but...your backpack was destroyed, leaving your hands empty and your lip trembling.

Poe surged forward, sliding his fingers through yours, inviting you, with a tender caress to weave your worries into his skin - to push and pull and tug until you felt grounded and safe. He showed you what to do, twisting his fingers around yours, dragging his fingertips up, and back down - the motion he'd memorized as you fiddled with your straps a thousand times before.

A thousand times he wished it was him you would touch - him you would trust and depend on.

"I've got you." His breath brushed your forehead as he drew your intertwined fingers, pulling you as close as he'd ever dared.

Your eyes drifted closed once more, but this time, in relief, instead of an attempt to anchor yourself. Pushing your fingers in and out of his strong hands, around, in the same pattern memorized by your fidgeting digits - Poe's touch familiar - his smooth skin like the frayed straps, contrasting the calloused hands of a warrior, stalwart in their support of the Resistance...and of you.

And for the first time, wings and all, you laid your head on his shoulder and pressed your body against his.

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