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[star-trekker-0013]

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Althea met the gaze of the man known as Kylo Ren. She had heard whispers about him, like how he led a group of outlaws known as the Knights of Ren. She had heard that he worked for a man in the East named Snoke, who wanted to control every town and bit of land here in the West. The west was all new territory, and Snoke was trying to control every part through railway hubs, businesses, and the like. There was no government or law out here. Places were still unsettled. The only thing people answered to was money, or even a lack of.

So when wanted posters for her sprung up across the territories, with her bounty increasing if both human and horse were brought in alive, she had to be even more careful where she went. Even if the bounty was from a personal donor and not from a law official, people would try to get her if they could.

Maybe in another life, she’d stand tall and even stand up to Kylo Ren. But even though a big crowd separated them, she knew he recognized her through her disguise.

So, she did the only thing she could do. Althea turned and walked away. When she stepped into a side alley, she bolted. Whistling for her horse, a white mare, covered in dust and mud from travel, ran up next to her. Althea jumped into the saddle and rode off into the desert.

Even if he did recognize her, she could at least get a head start. Thankfully, she always kept her pistol loaded.

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[themxlodyofmiidnight]

Things are not what they seem

{ Odara Starter for @supremeleaderandprincekyloren​ } 

“I did not tell your men anything..” Odara trailed, looking over her shoulder from where she sat on a chair in a room. She’d been with his men for hours, told them nothing, and even antagonized them. Hence why all the bruises on her pale skin were there now, why her trademark black makeup was smudged as it was, and why her nose was bleeding down her busted lip, mingling in a darkly muddled trail down her bruised chin. 

“Do you really think bringing me to your chambers..your bedroom.. is going to make me talk?” She shook her head slowly, rolling her eyes. Turning around, she looked down at her lap. Having no intentions of speaking to whomever this was, and meanwhile trying to formulate an idea of which to use to escape, she fidgeted with the restraints on her hands. Her gloves were still on her hands, which is why she had not yet been able to corrode away the metal holding her wrists hostage, or keeping her from getting up from the seat that she was seated in. 

“I have nothing to say to you.” Odara finally settled, clearing her throat. She’d been caught off guard, today being the anniversary of the last time that she had seen her best friend as a little girl. It always threw her off, and made her have problems focusing. This is why Odara usually did not fight or do anything on this day. Today, she had had no choice. And, as she had thought may happen: she had been captured by one of her two enemies. As she saw both sides as the sources of her loss, Odara disliked both the First Order and the Resistance equally. 

Which was why she was not at all pleased at being here. Aside from the fact that they had taken her weapon from her, and had been interrogating her for hours, trying to get information out of her, but getting nothing because she was refusing to talk no matter how many times she got hit for it. 

#supremeleaderandprincekyloren #{ Rp starter! } #{ Odara starter } #{ Muse; Odara Iyami } #{ Things are not what they seem } #{ tw; blood mention } #{ tw; bruises } #{ tw; violent interrogation mention }

[burningrosepassion]

@supremeleaderandprincekyloren

Why did I have to get stuck on this horrible planet, LunaRose lamented. Sorgan was a dreary, forest planet and today, it seemed as if it just wanted to weep rain, making her trek from her small hut on the outskirts of city to the center of the city miserable and wet.

By the time she made it, the pull she’d felt that morning was stronger. Since she woke up that morning, there was a strange and sudden appeal to going to the city. Now that she was in the city, her body felt as if she was on autopilot, moving toward the center of town where the Council Building was. LunaRose typically avoided the area, too many officers and guards for her liking. A thief had to work twice as hard to pick a pocket in this area of town than in any other section. But there was something there calling to her.

LunaRose’s silver-white hair wiped around her in the rain and wind as she looked around the courtyard in front of the Council Building. There were a number of large, black spaceships docked and waiting. A few she recognized from the holonet news as TIE-Fighters, and one was a cruiser of some sort. While another was some sort of shuttle. Staring at them a moment, LunaRose felt a small tug to inspect the shuttle, but ignored it to follow the straining pull guiding her into the Council Building. 

It was much warmer and dryer in the building. But the security was ridiculous. In her couple weeks of living on this planet she had never seen security such as this. In fact, the only time she’s seen such measures was on First Order commandeered planets, or when some big wig was around making speeches. The introduction of Stormtroopers to the Council Building, coupled with the First Order ships out front had her pulse quickening. What could have such a magnetic appeal to bring her to such a dangerous place? She wondered.

Summoning her will to shroud her from the security forces, LunaRose quietly made her way through the building, looking for the other end of her magnetic tether. Just before she was to the lift, she felt the connection tug strongly, like a wave of anger and intrigue in one solid hit. Then a voice broke her from her trance.

“Careful, there, Miss, the Supreme Leader is on his way down,” a protocol droid said politely to LunaRose. “I’ve been informed to tell all civilians to clear out of the way, he left the meeting with the planet council in a terrible hurry and did not seem pleased.”

Just as LunaRose was about to respond with gratitude, the lift doors hissed open, drawing her attention to the massive, intimidating figure cloaked in black like a living shadow standing before her. Behind him was a slightly shorter red-haired man in a pristine military general’s uniform, and a hand full of ‘troopers. The man in black was wearing a black mask with lines of red that looked like blood seeping from cracks and a chrome visor where the eyes should have been. LunaRose knew exactly who this being was- Supreme Leader Kylo Ren.

And even worse, the odd, magnetic pull she’d been feeling was now more intense than anything she’d ever felt, and it seemed to be radiating off of him. So she did the only thing she thought logical, she turned around and tried to run.

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[traitoriisms]

How is it going in the resistance life, traitor?

"Pretty great actually. I get to think for myself for once in my life. I generally avoid killing innocent people. Oh and I don't have to deal with Phasma or Hux or you for that matter. Is there a reason you're asking, Supreme Leader?"

#{ answer ;; } #supremeleaderandprincekyloren #he's being soooo sarcastic

[more-than-a-name]

At the End

The ground shuddered, and Rey squeezed her eyes shut. She’d known the Resistance would likely attack this base. And, with her on it, she knew this would be where she died if she did nothing to escape. But her arms and legs were restrained, holding her to this table of sorts where she’d been facing interrogation. How could she escape from this when Kylo Ren himself was still there with her? There was only one option, she figured.

She had to try and make him see reason.

“We’re going to die here if you don’t let me go,” she pointed out. “The Rebels took out two Death Stars, and now the Resistance will take out this base. We need to be off it or we’ll be taken out with it. Surely you aren’t so intent on keeping me prisoner that you’ll sacrifice your life and mine to do so?”

It was a long shot, she was sure. The man was on the Dark Side, and she was with the Resistance. But she had to try, and she had nothing more than hope that he might have enough Light in him to save them both.

@supremeleaderandprincekyloren

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[virgoarts29]

3rd Digital Design- Kylo Ren from Star Wars

#kylo ren #adam driver #star wars #skecth #fanart #digital drawing #procreate #darksiders #supremeleaderandprincekyloren

[gh0stbugsss]

Heyyyyy it’s been awhile since I’ve seen you in my notifs how are you?

Oh hi! I’m fine, just vibin. Have fallen victim to the spn fandom. How are you?

#supremeleaderandprincekyloren #ask #asked and answered

[father-garupe]

I killed my father, Father.

Ah, I see.

I cannot imagine the effect such an act must have on the soul. What motivated you to do such a thing?

#supremeleaderandprincekyloren #did the deed split your spirit to the bone?

[nobie]

That blog sucks tho they don’t even represent Kylo right 😬 doing my boi dirty

Shut up! I don’t tolerate that negativity around here no no no. They can represent their muse anyway they choose

#SUPREMELEADERANDPRINCEKYLOREN PROTECTION SQUAD ROLL OUT!!

[star-trekker-0013]

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Althea adjusted the knife hidden on her thigh, and readjusted her ball gown. She hoped that everyone would be more focused on the party so that she could steal some of the royal jewels without getting caught. Even if she stole one, it would fetch a high enough price on the black market to fund her living for months, if not a year at least.

“I still think this is a bad idea,” Luna, her black cat, said as it stretched out on the coach’s seat.

Even with magic as common as it was in this world, Althea still found it rather surprising that her cat could speak.

“Just stick to the plan and we will be fine. I’ll meet you later,” Althea replied as she stepped out of the coach.

Her dark purple ball gown stood out amongst the reds and blacks at the party, but her black mask did enough to hide her face. Despite her now tamed mess of red hair, tied off in a bun, no one knew what she looked like, so no one was able to catch her yet.

Stepping into the castle, she softly sighed as she looked around. Althea remembered how this used to be part of Queen Organa’s estates. Now with a new Supreme Leader trying to take over, everything seemed crumbling down. Althea shook off the old memories of the past. She had to look out for herself now. She couldn’t worry about rebellions and regimes.

She bumped into a man with black hair and nearly tripped before she caught herself, “I am so sorry... I should have looked where I was going.”

Althea looked up into the man’s eyes behind the mask and... couldn’t help but feel like she recognized the man before her.

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[eagerforhoney]

KINKTOBER DAY 5 - Ronnie Peterson x Reader

Kinktober Day 5: Uniforms

WC: 1200ish

Ronnie Peterson x Fem!Reader

CW/TW: piv sex, public sex, arousal from a man in uniform, police officers portrayed positively

Smut below the cut! Tagging a few folks: @supremeleaderandprincekyloren @hopeamarsu @rynwritesstuff @jynzandtonic @mariesackler @mrs-zimmerman @mrs-gucci

Day 4 Day 3 Day 2 Day 1

You were in the middle of running errands and had just stepped out of the post office when your eyes landed on something that made your heart swell. It was your husband being way too cute for his own good filling up the cruiser at the gas station across the street. He didn’t see you, yet you weren’t doing anything but staring at him. You’ve seen him in his uniform -- thousands of times. Yet there was something so sexy thinking about him ‘out on the job’ protecting your town in his form-fitting uniform. It hugged him in all the right places, subtly showing off his body from his wide chest to his strong thighs.

You realize you must have looked insane standing in the middle of the sidewalk gawking at a cop across the way, damn near drooling with cartoon heart eyes. You straighten yourself out, trying to ignore the added heat to your core and your nipples hardening with each step you take to bring you closer to him.

He still hasn’t noticed you. He’s zoned out, staring at the pump as the tank fills. You have to mentally tell yourself not to jump him, to slow down. He’s standing tall with his large, muscular arms crossed over his chest with his beautiful brow furrowed. The button up shirt of his uniform is tight against his back, accentuating the defined muscle underneath. You come up next to him, both bodies hidden from public view thanks to the cruiser.

He startles when there is suddenly someone very close next to him. He shouldn’t have been spacing out like that, but it had been such a slow day. He looks down and gives his surprise visitor the biggest, most genuine grin. He shoots out his arms, wrapping them around you and squeezing you tight. You audibly sigh, happy to be wrapped in his arms but also have your body pressed up against him, feeling your husband’s large frame encapsulate you. “Hiya Honey, what a nice surprise to see you!” he says to you before giving you a sweet kiss on the lips.

You feel his soft lips touch yours and you feel like you’re starting to feel as insane as you look. “Likewise” you sigh and smile before continuing. “Sweetie, seeing you out working in your uniform is really doing it for me right now, you look so sexy.” As you speak you’re running your hands up his front, feeling the warmth from his body radiate out to you pulling you closer into him.

He cocks an eyebrow at you with a sideways grin. “Oh, yeah? You want a police officer to take you into the back of his squad car and detain you?” He’s whispering into your ear at this point, almost humming his words. A shiver runs down your spine and you grip his collar. He sees how needy you’re getting and decides the extremely slow day wouldn’t be picking up any time soon. “Get in the car Mrs. Peterson. We have places to go.” You wickedly grin back at him before hopping into the passenger side of your husband’s squad car.

You don’t drive very far, just behind the main strip mall of businesses in town. Ronnie exits the car rounding the front and opens the door on your side. You take his hand and step out. You’re outside for seconds before he’s sliding into the backseat and pulling you with him, seating you on his lap. You don’t waste any time grinding on him and kissing up his neck, wrapping your arms around his neck latching yourself to him. “Are you going to comply with the police, Mrs. Peterson?” Ronnie questions as he roughly gropes your body, encouraging your gyrations. Your clothed clit is rubbing on his belt and you’re internally screaming. “Yes, officer. What do I need to do?” you reply in between kissing his swollen lips and tugging on the hair at the nape of his neck.

Ronnie groans at your eagerness and bucks up into you, making you both moan into each others’ mouths. “Gonna need you to ride my cock, angel.” You smile into his lips at his pet name, among the many he uses for you. You help each other undo belts and buttons and zippers and soon after you’re grinding your wet lips over his hard length. Spreading your slick all over him, you pin his throbbing cock between your legs. Your heart skips a beat every time his leaking tip hitches around your clit and you dig your nails into his shoulders.

Both of you want to feel him inside you, so you raise up onto your knees and he positions his tip at your entrance. You slowly sink down onto his large cock and shudder with how much he fills you. You take a couple breaths as you adjust to his size once your hips meet but can’t hold out for long before you’re grinding on him again, rubbing your bare clit against the base of him where you two are connected. “Fuck you feel so good honey, your pussy feels so good, I’m in heaven.” You smile at how your husband praises you, letting it go straight to your core. He grabs your hips and ass with an iron grip and you take that as a signal to start bouncing on his cock. “Oh my gooodddd Ronnie, baby, yes!” you exclaim as you feel his length spear into you. You look down and see yourself riding your husband in his uniform and it makes a new wave of slick squelch around him. You’re whining from the angles at which he is fucking into you and Ronnie is eating it the fuck up. “Such a pretty whore, letting a police officer fuck her in his car.” You moan at his words and clench your pussy around him. He's moving your hips as you bounce on him so your clit deliciously rubs all over him with each thrust. “Can I cum officer? I’m so close” you beg as you feel it quickly rising within you.

The look on your face as you beg him makes him lose his mind. “Hurry, I need to fill your cunt.” His gruff response is the cherry on top of your orgasm as it crashes over you. Waves of bliss hit you over and over, and Ronnie is feeling the amazing contractions of your walls around him the whole way through. As you begin to come down you feel him still himself deep inside you followed by the warm feeling of his cum filling you up.

You’re both breathing heavy and holding each other tight. You sit up to look into your husband’s eyes and they are already crinkled from him smiling up at you. You give him a loving peck to his lips before getting off his lap and putting your pants back on. He picks up your panties and puts them in his pocket, something to tie him over the rest of his shift.

Minutes later he’s dropping you off at your car. “I’ll see you at home, sweets. I’m making your favorite dinner tonight.. takeout.” You wink at him before leaning in for a kiss. He leans in like second nature to meet your lips. As you settle into the driver’s seat of your own car, you see Ronnie peel out onto the road and drive away, uniform and all. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too long before he was walking through your front door again.

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@supremeleaderandprincekyloren

CAN A MAN WITH NO LIPS GET KISSED LIKE THIS

[lumberjack00fantasies]

I wanted to throw an idea out there to some of you ladies and gentlemen. I think that Pale has had some similar thoughts, and is planning somethin’ pretty swanky, so I’m not tryin’ to take credit from him.

I was thinkin’ of tryin’ something of a gentleman’s club of sorts. We could alternate who hosts it once a week or so. Between us we have access to precincts, night clubs, bars, theater companies, star destroyers, gaming rooms, and who knows what else. If not everyone makes it every time, well, we all understand how it is dealing with work and crazy women...

We could all get together, tell stories, have some drinks, have some fun. You ladies are invited too. As long as you behave.

Thoughts, Gentlemen?

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Thoughts, Ladies?

@babbushka @direnightshade @safarigirlsp @sydneyssmut @mariesackler @ohdamnadam @finn-ray-nal-beads @contesa-lui-alucard @millenialcatlady @couldntfuckingtellya @ellelaconi @emeraldsiren19 @lucyjadesilverson @mrs-kylo-ren @desiraypark @zimmermansbrat @hexedeslichts @sacklersdoll @historyandfandoms50 @hopeamarsu @sacklerscumrag both sugar lips 💋