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This right here, this is the tits.

Love it, and would looove more!

(Here's the next part. I'm trying to keep it chronological. I need more coffee before I tackle another piece of this.)

Boxed in by four guards, Hux was led away from his cell to a hangar large enough to house four combat fighter ships if needed and little else. General Organa walked a few steps behind the escort, her sharp scrutiny prickling along the back of his shoulders and neck. She had quietly listened to his clipped complaints but had only nodded a little, perhaps distractedly, as she personally shackled Hux's wrists and ankles and handed the guards leads from a belt around his waist. They had previously taken such measures when there was the possibility of him being outdoors, in the open air, like he was a pet that would run away if a door was left open.

As they stepped farther into the hangar, the voices that had drifted through the passageway were attached to bodies in orange and brown uniforms. Hux counted four making preparations, as well as two droids that seemed to be eager to help but had little to actually do. He immediately recognized the X-Wing pilot that had been on Jakku and had escaped the Finalizer, watching as he oversaw the other three. One called him "Commander" while another who looked a decade or so older than him called him "Poe." No one questioned his orders, their work quick and efficient. They all turned when General Organa made her presence known by adding final instructions with a firmness in her tone and a spark in her eye.

Then the Commander -- Dameron, Hux's brain supplied belatedly, along with a flash of black and explosions and rage -- asked her a question that Hux didn't hear, and they all turned to Hux and the guards. He stared down each in turn, his expression blank and his posture perfect.

Without glancing back at him, Organa simply replied, "Leave him to me."

He continued his visual sweep of the hangar, and only then noticed the others who stood off to the side near a corner. How Hux could have missed a fully-grown and fully-armed Wookiee was ridiculous in and of itself, but he had also not seen the man next to him or felt his gaze. He had not officially made the acquaintance of Han Solo yet, and judging by the frown on his face the man was just as eager to do so as Hux was. He knew it wouldn't be possible to keep it that way after today, that they would be forced to interact -- maybe even talk. Hux clenched his bound hands together. A quick glance downward proved that the old smuggler also sported fists at his sides. His companion looked to be strategically poised to block any sudden movements, both from Solo or from elsewhere.

As Organa went to Solo and the Wookiee, the golden droid followed her; the round droid instead rolled to Dameron's group, perhaps noticing that their preparations were complete. Just then, sounds and lights alerted the hangar at large of the transport's arrival, and Hux was shuffled over to the middle of a wall while the other people made two slanted lines in an open V shape and the droids hung back to loosely complete the semicircle. Hux didn't have time to ponder over the unorthodox and unsightly formation as he and his escort looked to their right, toward the vessel entering the open hangar door.

The entire process of landing and disembarking was remarkably short, and yet from Hux's position it felt unbearably slow. Everyone else present had differing mixtures of grim anticipation etched into their features. Organa gripped Solo's arm; he looked rigidly uncomfortable and she was unflinchingly determined. Hux couldn't imagine how they felt and couldn't judge them -- for countless reasons. Seeing them wait sent a surge of anxiety through him; he tore his gaze back to the still-closed vessel door and tried to clear his mind of much more easily accessible images: the most visceral reactions of Kylo Ren.

People emerged from the small vessel, including four surrounding a fifth.

As it turned out, the initial reunion went far more smoothly than Hux would have thought possible, let alone probable. For one thing, nothing and nobody was destroyed. Of course, some damage was unavoidable.

Hux's first half-formed thoughts had somehow latched onto and swirled around two immediately apparent facts: Kylo Ren was not wearing his helmet, and his face had no new marks on it. His features revealed nothing, not in his movements or in his expression. His dark eyes were half-lidded and distant, in a way that suggested he didn't want to focus rather than he couldn't focus. He came to a stop when his escort did, his bindings similar to Hux's but the guards made a wider box by letting the leads stretch well over an arm's length from Ren, as if that would be of any use.

Organa stepped forward first, Solo a half-step behind, her hand still on his arm. Ren's gaze was fixed on the shrinking space between them, until he caught sight of their boots and it slid to the side -- toward the smaller separate group of people in his peripheral vision. Hux wondered if Ren felt his silent will to look at him, not them -- to forget the others for at least a moment and see that he was, in fact, here.

But then something whirred and chirped, and Ren's attention snapped away from his birth parents and Hux to lock on a third point: where the Resistance members stood, specifically the space at the end of the line, behind Commander Dameron, where the round droid was watching Ren from the gap between its master's legs.

Ren did nothing. The droid's optical lens could be heard adjusting its zoom. Dameron looked from one to the other, and then something in the air changed.

Before anyone could try to stop it, Dameron had punched Ren in the mouth. He followed it up with another hit across Ren's jaw before he was pulled far away by his three fellows and Ren was pulled backward a few meters by his shockingly poor excuses for guards.

Hux had stepped forward, his restraints stopping him before he was consciously aware of his actions. He was appalled at the inadequacy of those surrounding Ren and frustrated at his own inability to swiftly handle Dameron's offense.

It took a few moments for Hux to register that Organa had verbally dealt with her commander, who for his part appeared genuinely apologetic to her but not at all remorseful to Ren. The round droid was hiding behind the golden droid now, soft incoherent noises audible between them. The Wookiee appeared conflicted but ultimately decided to stay out of this. Solo had stayed where he was. He was staring at Ren.

Ren hadn't even bothered to smooth back the dark hair from his eyes or wipe the bright blood from his lips. Now, only now, did he look directly at Hux.

For an instant, he could have struck the man himself, with all of the strength of his irritation powering the blow. However, in the next instant, Ren's delayed reaction spread across his face, his emotions unconcealed and unmistakable and raw. He was rooted to where he stood, the rest of the hangar and its occupants fading into the background, and something in his expression flickered -- doubt. Ren didn't fully believe what he saw.

Hux found it to be a struggle to say even just one word. So instead, he focused his energy on moving, because if he could get to Ren then he could prove that he was very much real. He hadn't worked out the details on how to do that just yet, but he'd always been a resourceful person; he'd figure it out along the way. If anyone present had a shadow of a chance at effectively communicating with Ren, it would be Hux.

Bridesmaid compromise: pick something that looks equally bad on everyone.

I'm at a loss for how that picture is as cute as it is. Seconded.

seconded!

Oh my goodness I love LOVE it! ♥

Two: Kylo Ren has hair. This made me laugh out loud. Hope I didn't wake anyone! XD

"We want a color that's easy to camoflage, but we're moving the base around so much it's hard to find a general duty uniform that functions. We've had bases on forest planets, snow planets-"

"All planets have dirt."

"Actually, gas giants-"

"All planets with a survivable atmosphere for our troops have dirt."

"But Hoth-"

"All planets with a survivable atmosphere for our troops have dirt eventually."

"Okay, brown it is."

Please stop.

OP here.

Nope I am not stalking your prompt at all. Nope.

You're amazing and this is just how I see Kylo Received. And Hux. Hux. All protective and want to be indifferent andnjust my heart.

Finn is captured and reconditioned by the first order. His first test of renewed loyalty is to torture or kill his lover Poe Dameron. Heartbroken Poe tries to talk him out of it and back to good old self.

This is actually really intriguing to me, especially as I barely even registered he was doing that, as someone who has not dissimilar tendencies myself. (For me it's a sort of weird response to prolonged physical+emotional discomfort. He probably wouldn't do meticulous self-harm like cutting, but is likely to tend to pounding on and slapping himself when really agitated. Possibly also violent hair-pulling...)

I don't think I can actually write a fic for this (though don't quote me on that, I've said such things before), but wow, I really really hope someone does!

(Gosh, I hope this doesn't count as prompt-jacking!)

basically kylo tries to get rey out of his system by fucking someone who looks like her.

can be kylo's or prostitute's pov.

I NEED THIS SO MUCH

While torturing Poe and going through his mind he discovers that Leia adopted Poe when Kylo Ren had turned to the dark side and that Leia treats Poe like her son.
Feeling jealous and replaced, he takes his anger out on the pilot and torture/rape him only to get back at his parents.

Bonus if
+ Ren sends a holovid of the torture to the resistance
++ If Ren and Poe grew up together and Ren even then being jealous over the attention Poe received from others.

+1 You had me at "tear stained jizz tissues"

yes please

+100

He's not the most fucked up client she's seen, she thinks, as she waits for the transporter ship to arrive and take her back home, but that's not saying much when you're a intergalactic hooker.

The interview prior was weird, though. An endless line of slim girls of middling height and hair tied up tightly, interviewed by some tall ginger guy who looked like he was chewing a wasp.

"You'll be paid handsomely for your silence." he'd said, and shuddered as he passed over the holopad for her to sign a gagging order, making no secret of wiping it down with a disinfectant wipe afterwards. "I'll get someone to escort you down...I expect you to return to me for a full debriefing afterwards. You will tell me everything."

She'd nodded and he'd sneered and then she'd been following a silent stormtrooper along an endless warren of corridors. The mandatory search before she entered his quarters was fun, though. She didn't think stormtroopers could blush and yet...

Then she'd been with him. The infamous Kylo Ren, destroyer of planets, killer of millions.

He's not half as terrifying naked.

Slim, toned. But riddled with little scars and burns, the most significant of which bisected his face, still healing. After getting tied down and slapped a little, all whilst calling her name not her own. Wants a hand around his neck. All pretty standard, run of the mill stuff. She could do all that in her sleep.

The only surprising thing was that he asked her to fuck him rather than the other way around, but he's attractive enough. Killer or not, it's no hardship. She's not in this job because she has high morals. He gives her good enough head before and wants it on his back, to be held close during. He doesn't even want jerking off, and comes from the friction of her stomach against him and the thick, slightly curved pressure of her strap on within him.

She lights a cigarette and squints at the horizon. Her ship is late and she'd like to get home and shower, seen as he'd cast her out without one.

The only bad thing about it all was how he'd wanted holding for ages afterwards. Clinging and crying and apologising as she'd awkwardly pet his hair and told him he was forgiven. She thinks that was what he wanted, anyway. Whomever "Rey" is, he must have crossed her pretty badly. Maybe she's his ex.

The ginger from earlier is peering at her through the window again, scowling. This is just awkward. She rolls her eyes stubs her cig out on the pristine seat beside her. Her ride can't come soon enough.

"Hot Mess" by Cobra Starship started playing in my head and I realized the song fits Kylo perfectly.

Due to the years of abuse from Snoke, Kylo has horrific nightmares every night that make him cry, mutter, tremble and even wail in his sleep. Nobody knows this, since he can't wake up from them either, although he remembers the dreams, he thinks he takes it stoically.

Hux and him have been fucking on and off, but they've never slept together until one day, they do and Hux sees him during his terrors.

At first he's annoyed, because he woke him up, but then he's just heartbroken to see him suffering so much. He tries to wake him up but fails since the hold of the dreams is so strong, so he just holds him and shushes him and whispers nice things to him, hoping to lead his nightmare to nicer things.

This was fantastic!

hux only pretends to love kylo so he can break his heart, just to gain the upper hand and show snoke he can be sneakily brutal as well.

Inspired by that Adam Driver SNL skit. Basically, Hux comes across a pornholo of Kylo from years back. It's the worst and hottest thing he's ever seen. He doesn't know whether to be turned on seeing Kylo fucked like a whore or embarrassed at Kylo's shit acting.

Of course, it leads to sexytimes between the two. Preferrably Bottom!Kylo.

Okay, okay rare pairings?

Because I know one of you could write this convincingly and I'm here to say I'd read it!
Cause like Poe has a big crush on Leia why not Luke too amirite?
Would prefer no penetrative luke/Poe unless a!a really wants it. Maybe Luke doesn't mind watching when he gets flagged and Poe jumps in with youthful enthusiasm to keep up with Rey. They both kinda just can't believe their idol enjoys both of them.

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Re: fill: ennui

Re: Fill: brief (and close) encounter - part 2

PARTIAL FILL ||| Extraction (Hux/Kylo) - piece 2/?

Re: Poe/Any or Gen, Poe's ugly outfit at the end of the movie

Re: Snap/Poe

Re: BB-8 + an actual puppy

Re: FILL: Gen or Ren/Any - Hair secrets

Re: Poe/Any or Gen, Poe's ugly outfit at the end of the movie

Re: Minifill - The Fist of Power 1/1 (TW) Consent Issues, Darkish Rey Re: Rey/Kylo, fisting, humilia

Re: PARTIAL FILL ||| Extraction (Hux/Kylo) - piece 2/?

Finn/Poe, reconditioning works

Re: (tw) Kylo Ren, self-harm

Kylo Ren/Rey - he hires a prostitute that looks like her

Re: Poe/any, Poe/himself - noncon, slutshaming, humiliation

Poe is Leias foster son, Kylo Ren is jealous (TW for torture, abuse, possble non-con)

Re: Hux/Kylo, Hux hates messes and Kylo is a hot one

Re: Kylo Ren comes home. Poe and Rey deal with the aftermath.

Re: Crackfic, Leia cons Ben on the Light Side, politician!Ben

Re: Kylo Ren/Rey - he hires a prostitute that looks like her [MINI FILL]

Re: Hux/Kylo, Hux hates messes and Kylo is a hot one

Kylo/Hux, night terrors

Re: untangle - 1/1 - Luke, gen

kylo/hux

Hux/Kylo, Kylo used to do gay porn

Luke/Rey/Poe