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Han and Leia dying inside. AHAHHAHAA

Pretty much anything with Leia I want to read desperately.
Pretty much anything with Leia and rape aftermath I want to read more desperately.

*is ashamed*

Kylo's failed interrogation of Rey derailed him. Seeing his father, who he has not seen for 12 years, triggered his (omega's)heat or an emotional lapse.

Giving Han an opportunity to grab and flee with an unwilling but incapacitated Kylo. At the base, they discovered that Kylo is bonded. And a desperate move to get their son back, they arranged for the bond to be removed, because they think that taking away his 'bond' from the resistance will give them their son back.

It is a dangerous process, but doable. The problem? Kylo clings to the bond, which meant prolonged agony for him, whimpering the General's name as he cries himself hoarse.

+Kylo and Hux are in a loving and healthy relationship. (They're just evil together)
++Hux desperately wants to get his mate back, but he can't because of all the chaos and his duties
+++++since abo!verse maybe a small shuttle from the the order came to the resistance, requesting permission to land and no fighting. A child with some guards arrives, (ofc!Ginger hair and Kylo's eyes about 12-11.) He was sent by his father because the unbonding is agony for the three of them and Hux wishes a little comfort for Kylo. +Maybe the child has been onboard the Finalizer all that time and Kylo's old saber (before going gungho) now belongs to him.

upto the author if the Unbonding is a success or Kylo managed to cling on it.

PTSD!Poe is my favorite. So yes.100% here for this.

Hux is smol, he's about 50% coat. He wears two layers of trousers to hide his stick legs. His boots have slightly higher than regulation heels to make him just that little bit taller. Appearance is everything, especially when you have to stand next to the 6'3 and lean-but-muscled Kylo and Phasma everyday (and you're very vain, insecure and built like an overcooked noodle) and you think that physical presence = authority (Hux sr was probably built like a tank).

Kylo picks up on Hux being insecure about his appearance, but not the exact cause and makes it his mission to find out. When he does he is delighted by how physically weak and unimposing Hux really is. How uncomfortable Hux is with his body. How shamefully aroused Hux is by humiliation.

Something something sex, idk.

optional stuff/ideas:
+ Hux being forcibly stripped
+ verbal humiliation
+ size shame includes his dick
+ manhandling
+ Hux's size would totally be a non-issue if he wasn't so blatantly insecure and overcompensating

A!A

Honestly, I'm not really sure what to expect writing this. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

THIS IS HARDER THAN I THOUGHT I DON'T SHIP REY WITH ANYONE BUT FINN

But anyway. There might be one or two more parts. I'm not sure yet.

Snap Wexley had apparently appointed himself Rey’s personal Resistance base tour guide while Poe was currently indisposed. It wasn’t that she minded; in fact, Rey found she rather enjoyed Snap’s company. It was just so very strange to go from one almost-friend to suddenly having a whole fleet of them eager to show her the ropes.

She certainly didn’t mind Snap’s company, or Jess’s. Not at all.

“Poe’s due to be discharged from the medcenter,” Snap told her as they navigated their way through the crowded mess. His hand rested lightly on her back, barely any pressure, guiding her. “Clean bill of health.”

“That’s good,” she said, and Snap hummed in agreement.

Rey didn’t bring up Finn. Talking about Finn just made her eyes itch and chest ache. Talking about Finn just made her want to waste all those tears Mashinta told her to hold onto. The prognosis was still good, he was still expected to recover fully, but it was just taking so much time.

His body is working overtime, Kalonia had told her earlier in the day, when she went buy to visit Poe and Finn. Fighting off infections, working the First Order toxins out of its system, and repairing the damage done. It’s a lot of work, but he’s young, he’s strong. He’ll get through this.

At least Rey had her training with Master Luke to help take her mind off things. And, apparently, she now had Snap.

“If you’d like,” Snap said, “we could take a tour of the gardens later.”

Rey immediately perked, thinking of endless green. Flowers. Tress. Plants. All the things she’d been denied on Jakku. She’d kept desert flowers in a vase, but it just wasn’t the same as seeing vibrant plants sprouting from verdant green earth.

“That would be lovely,” Rey said, smiling at Snap.

He ducked his head and smiled at the tops of his boots.

After lunch, Snap took her to the gardens, which really weren't more than a few plots of freshly turned earth. She could see tiny sprouts shooting up from the dirt, their leaves just beginning to unfurl.

“I was expecting something more… green,” she explained to Snap as she crouched down low and touched one of the curled up leaves.

“They’re just babies. General Organa had the plots installed after Starkiller Base. To give us something to do when we weren’t off flying around and shooting at things, or being shot at,” Snap joked.

Rey turned her face toward the sky and smiled at him. “Do you think the general would let me plant something?”

“I think she’d like that very much,” Snap said, grinning back.

His smile was warm, kind, almost as kind as Finn’s, and his eyes crinkled like Poe’s. He was someone Rey thought she could trust. She could feel the goodness in him, in his center, radiating out like the rays of a sun, as she had when she met Finn and, later, Poe.

Snap extended a hand to her and she wrapped her fingers around his, let him help her to her feet.

“Thank you,” she said, searching his face, his eyes.

“Uh. I—I could put in a request for you, with the general,” he stuttered, taking a step back, letting her hand slip from his. “For a garden plot. If you want.”

Rey let him pull his hand back. “I’d like that very much.”

The smile returned to his broad face, and his cheeks reddened ever so slightly. “Excellent. Good. That’s great.”

“Let’s head back to the medbay, Snap.” Rey offered her elbow to him and he looked down at it, for just a moment’s hesitation, before linking his elbow with hers.

-

“—whatever you’re doing, you need to put an end it.”

Rey paused in the medbay doorway and clutched the flowerpot to her chest. Kalonia had noticed an increase in Finn’s brain activity and told her he was close to waking up. Rey decided to unearth some of the flowers she’d planted to bring him as a ‘welcome home’ gift.

“I don’t know what you’re getting at, but I don’t like it.”

Rey inched forward, grip tightening around the pot. It was Finn’s gift, but she’d use it as a weapon if she had to.

“Of course you know what I’m getting at.” That sounded like—Poe? He seemed so angry, and it left a sickly feeling rolling and tumbling in Rey’s gut.

“I really don’t, man. I’m just trying to be helpful. A good friend.”

“Jess said she saw you with her at the gardens,” Poe said.

Rey felt the bottom drop out from under her feet. Poe was angry at Snap?

“I took her on a tour of the gardens. So what? Jess is always in other people’s business. She—”

“She’s a kid, Snap. Leave her alone,” Poe said.

Rey frowned; they weren't talking about Jess anymore. She stepped into the room and knocked loudly on the doorframe. Both Snap and Poe jerked to attention, looked at her with mortified expressions on their faces. Poe hastily tugged his shirt down over his head and swept a hand through his unruly hair.

“I’m sorry you heard that,” he said, stalking away from where Snap at on the end of his hospital bed.

“Jess is wrong,” Rey said, wrapping her arms around the flowerpot.

“Rey,” Snap begin, getting to his feet.

Rey powered past him, rounding on Poe, who was yanking on his jacket and trying his hardest to ignore her. “I’m not a kid,” she said. “I can make decisions for myself.”

Poe glanced briefly at Snap, over Rey’s shoulder, before returning his eyes to hers. “Of course you can,” he said, offering her a smile. “I just worry about you, that’s all. With Finn laid up, someone’s got to. Right?”

Rey sighed. “I appreciate it, but you don’t have to.”

“Well,” Poe said, stepping closer and giving her arm a squeeze. “I think you’re just going to have to put up with it a little while longer. I’ll leave you to it.”

Rey turned and watched him walk out of the medbay. Snap lingered in the doorway, watching her with worried eyes. Did he think she was angry with him?

“I’m fine,” she reassured him, smiling. “I’m not angry with you.”

“I didn’t think… I mean, that’s great. That’s awesome.” Snap smiled back, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Uh, how much of that did you hear?”

“Just the part where Jess Pava apparently thinks two friends taking a stroll in the gardens is something to be suspicious of,” Rey quipped, drawing an almost reluctant laugh out of Snap.

Snap swept a hand through his hair and down over his face, into his bushy beard. “I’ll tell her to lay off, if you want.”

“It’s okay.” Rey approached him and reached out, laying a hand on his arm. “Let her talk. It doesn’t bother me. Unless it bothers you.”

Snap looked down at her hand on his arm. “Nah. It doesn’t.”

“Then we’re good.” Rey moved around him for Finn’s room.

Poe was sitting beside his bed, that old, beaten-down jacket of Finn’s resting across his lap. Rey slipped into the room, set the flowerpot on the little table next to Finn’s bedside, and slipped away just as quietly.

TBC (probably)

Poe unknowingly knocked someone up a while before he went to Jakku. He wasn't in a relationship with the person, and they didn't know each other that well. It turns out that they died in the ensuing battle against Starkiller base, leaving the child they'd had in secret during Poe's absence without a mother or a father.

Cue Poe coming back, taking Finn under his wing, ready to try help change Finn's life for the better, when someone arrives at his door with a baby in a carrier and a note explaining the situation.

Poe is suddenly thrown in the deep end of fatherhood, rushing around for bottles and bibs and baby clothes (all of which are hard to come by on a resistance base), trying not to break down because this is a sudden and drastic lifestyle change, all the while Finn is struggling to help out and trying to let Poe know that he's got a crush on him the size of the millennium falcon, which isn't helped by seeing Poe gently cradling his baby in one arm while plotting out attack plans in meetings with a dozen bemused pilots + the general herself.

Come back, OP! I'll wait with you! This prompt and the 'ginger filling' one a few pages back are everything I want from RPF.

what a wonderful, horrible, perfect thing this is

BAHAHAHA

Seconded so hard!

Instead of going into exile, Luke is killed by Kylo Ren while trying to turn him back on the day of the massacre (like Han in the movie).

Leia's supposed to be about as strong as Luke but it's always sort of brushed off as she couldn't or didn't want to train as a Jedi.

That said, both the rebellion and the resistance caught an uncommon amount of breaks...people coincidently in the right place at the right time, last ditch shots hitting just right, shields holding just long enough, haphazard tactics that managed to work, etc.
Somebody give me a universe where Leia is the deus ex machina, using the Force to hold the light side together in a thousand little ways. Maybe it starts out as unconscious but by tfa she's doing it deliberately even though Luke and Han are sort of oblivious. And she's always used the other force users/sensitives on the light side to balance her out, amplify what she's doing.

Only she can't use Luke when he's on his guilt trip and after the push to knock out Starkiller and hold the remaining alliance and resistance together, she's about tapped out. Angst and fluff pls?

TT_TT

1
Finn’s first drink is pinkish orange, with a little plastic blaster stir-stick. It’s somewhat viscous, given that it’s really little more than a sugary syrup diluted with a strong cider made from a local fruit. Poe just has some of the cider; pilots, after all, aren’t so picky about their drinks as to need them sweetened. Then, Finn finishes his, pops the stir-stick in and out of his mouth to get every last drop of the drink, and turns to beam at Poe and giggle.

“Thanks for the drink,” he says, before leaning over and giving Poe an enthusiastic if inexpert kiss on the mouth. Poe lifts a hand to the back of Finn’s neck, gently guiding him to tilt his head at a more comfortable angle, and when they break apart Poe licks his lips and finds Finn has left traces of the sticky-sweet syrup on them. Well, he thinks, a little sweetening never hurt anyone.

2
Finn’s second drink is yellow-green. Deep purple flower petals covered in crystallized sugar float on the surface of it, slowly dissolving. He takes a particularly deep swig of it and one of the petals ends up stuck on his upper lip. He licks at it until he manages to draw a corner of it into his mouth, then uses his teeth to draw it the rest of the way in, leaving a faintly purple, glittery trail just above his mouth. Poe reaches up to swipe it off with his thumb, and Finn grins, tilting his head up to kiss Poe’s thumb and nibble at it gently.

Poe snorts and shifts his hand to brush Finn’s cheek before dropping it.

“Save it for later. Those things are stronger than you think, and we’re in public.”

Finn looks vaguely disappointed, then realizes his drink is almost finished and looks positively forlorn. Poe flags down the many-tentacled bartender and orders him another.

3
Finn’s third drink is pale blue and brightly glowing. Rather than drinking it right away, Finn holds it up and stares at it some.

“It looks like Rey’s lightsaber,” he says after a moment, voice a reverent whisper.

“It tastes like candy,” Poe advises him. He’d picked it for that reason, figuring it fit with Finn’s apparent tastes in drinks. He must be right, because Finn positively quaffs it. Poe considers telling him to slow down, but decides some things are best learned from experience. Instead, he enjoys the way Finn’s throat lights up slightly for a moment with every swallow.

4
Finn’s fourth drink is clear and has some local species swimming in it. The things are closer to plants than animals, if not quite being either. They’re little pulsating orbs with lumpy skin and fibrous insides.

“I can’t drink those!” Finn says when he sees them. “They’re alive!”

“They don’t have a central nervous system. Any nervous system, in fact. They’re very simple lifeforms, I promise.”

Finn pouts.

“Look, I had a tree when I was little that felt more than those things do. It’s just like eating a piece of fruit.”

Finn’s eyes tear up. Poe waves the bartender back over and orders a new drink and a plastic baggy to carry their new pet booze-orbs home in. Finn hugs him.

“Thank you,” he says, words slurred by drink and emotion. “You’re so nice.”

5
Finn’s fifth drink is golden-brown and unadorned. He stares at it mournfully.

“It’s… ...itsnot got anything in it,” he says.

“No,” Poe agrees, “It doesn’t. That’s what Resistance pilots drink.”

Finn squints at the drink suspiciously, takes a sip of it, and gags.

“Need me to finish that for ya?” Poe asks. Finn shakes his head vigorously, realizes what a poor idea that is, and grips the bar for support. He chugs his drink down in one go, then sits staring at nothing for a moment.

“That’s… ...that tastes… ...a lot,” he says, then turns to look at Poe. He’s got tears in the corners of his eyes again and Poe wonders if maybe he screwed up by ordering that for someone so unused to drinking. Before Poe can say anything, Finn continues.

“You’re so strong, to drink… ...that. And you’re so brave and so pretty. Has anyone ever told you you’re pretty?”

“I may have heard it before, yeah.”

“Good. Everyone should tell you how pretty you are,” Finn says, then sobs. “You’re… ...SO pretty.”

Poe stands up beside him to hug him and Finn cries into his chest.

“So pretty and so kind and so good,” he weeps quietly. He raises his head up to look at Poe, eyes shining, then reaches up a hand to pat Poe’s cheek. It ends up half smushing Poe’s nose and jabbing his eye, but he just leans away slightly and pats Finn’s back.

“You’re very good and kind and pretty, too, bud,” he assures him. He fishes some credits out of his back pocket, leaves them on the counter, and grabs the bag of booze-orbs, then leads Finn out of the bar. It’s time to go home.

Hey, I filled this, but I used the preview comment function and apparently that cause DW to misplace it. Here it is:
https://tfa-kink.dreamwidth.org/1841.html?thread=3159089#cmt3159089

Somehow Kylo and Hux accidentally get Force bonded. Maybe Snoke orders Kylo to enter Hux's mind as practice, or he initiates the bond himself as a test, or something like that.

The bond allows the other to pick up on particularly blatant thoughts, experience dreams as their own, and sense the emotions of the other.

The catch? It's one-sided. On Hux's end. Hux can feel all these things projected from Kylo, and Kylo has no idea.

Take it anywhere from there! Fluff, angst, romance, hatesex, up to you!

This took a little longer than I planned, but I think we're finally getting to the ~good stuff~

Well, sort of.

---

Takodana was victorious.

When Poe hopped out of his X-Wing and lifted off his helmet, the rush of fresh, unprocessed air against his face felt a lot like relief. For the first time in days, Poe felt like he could actually breathe without pain. It was probably the adrenaline still coursing through his system—it’d wear off and he’d probably get himself checked out at the medcenter before grabbing a couple hours of shut-eye—but he was going to savor the feeling as long as he possibly could.

A series of shrill beeps caught Poe’s attention and he looked up; BB-8 was racing across the tarmac for him.

Poe grinned and dropped to his knees to embrace the droid. It chittered at him excitedly, practically vibrating in his arms, and he caught only bits and pieces.

BB-8 trilled, [DESIGNATION:FINN] and [SAVED ME] and [MISSION:COMPLETED].

Poe heard, “Your mission wasn’t a failure. You are not a failure.”

And then, most importantly, “Finn is alive.”

Poe looked up, and then he saw him, standing there, wearing Poe’s jacket.

“Oh no.” Poe grinned and broke into a run.

They met in a tight embrace, Finn’s strong arms squeezing around Poe’s aching ribs, but he didn’t mind. Finn was alive. Poe could repay him now for saving his life.

It was on the slow journey back to D’Qar from Jakku that Poe realized he wouldn’t be able to honor the warrior’s code. He’d never read or heard any stories about a fallen soldier, though he knew they existed.

He’d overheard Mama murmuring to Grandfather Dameron about it, once. A cousin had been rescued by a marauding pirate and indebted herself to him only to have the pirate die of a mysterious illness a few weeks later.

Cousin Dameron hadn’t recovered, Mama had whispered to Grandfather Dameron in a low tone.

Poe had turned away from the conversation, which hadn’t been meant for his ears, and gone to play outside under the branches of Skywalker’s tree.

He’d wondered, during that long, sleepless trip back to D’Qar, what he would do. He couldn't speak to the anguish his cousin had experienced, but if it’d felt anything like what Poe was currently enduring, he hoped he would come to a swift end.

Now, he didn’t have to worry about that. Now, he had Finn. Now, they could begin.

“I need your help,” Finn told him, grasping Poe by the shoulders, and Poe nodded without knowing what was being asked of him. It didn’t matter.

Anything, anything for you.

Medic!Finn loses his first patient.

+ for Finn's PoV
+ for Finn/Poe, Finn/Rey or OT3 and h/c, but focus should be on Finn and his emotions

oh my god that's delightful

I could have sworn I saw this prompt somewhere before? Anyway, seconded, I really want to see Adam's reaction :X

I'm just kind of winging it here, I guess. There's more of an emphasis on friendship here than anything truly relationshippy but that might change.

idk what I'm gonna do when Finn wakes up though. :D: Probably a lot of handholding.

Rey took Snap to her little garden a few days later, to show him some of the flowers she’d planted. They were already beginning to shoot up from the freshly turned earth, little pale pink buds and green leaves emerging from the dirt.

“Very impressive,” Snap said, nodding in approval. “Got a green thumb, do you?”

Rey held up her hand and wriggled her thumb in his face. “I don’t know about that, looks kind of plain and pale to me.”

Snap laughed and reached up, tugging her hand down. He kept his fingers around her thumb, grip loose and gentle. “It was a figure of—”

“Speech. I know. We had some of that on that dustball,” she said, offering him a smile so that he knew she didn’t take offense.

“Can’t imagine there were very many green thumbs on Jakku,” he said.

“Not very many flowers or gardens either.” Rey looked down at their hands, their fingers still linked, and thought she should probably let go lest Jess Pava spot them. Or, worse yet, Poe.

She squeezed his hand a little tighter in her own.

Snap cleared his throat. “I, uh. Kriff. I probably shouldn’t be saying this, Pava’ll kick my ass from here back to the Outer Rim territories, but. I like you. You’re… You’re a good person, Rey.”

Rey tilted her head at him and smiled. “So are you, Snap.”

He looked down at the ground and toed at the grass and pebbles underfoot. “I’m… I’m trying. To be a good person, I mean,” he said.

“Is this about Jess and Poe?” she asked.

“No. I mean, sort of.”

“We’re friends,” Rey said, rubbing the back of his hand reassuringly. “I—I like you too. I like that you took me to see the gardens, and that you held my hand. It wasn’t so long ago that the thought of holding hands with anyone was a strange and foreign concept to me.”

Rey thought of Finn, just beginning to emerge from his protective cocoon of sleep. She wanted to go back to him so that he’d have a familiar face by his side when he woke.

Snap squeezed on her hand and waited for her to continue.

“You’ve been a good friend to me.”

“I’m glad,” he said.

Rey leaned in, hesitated just for a moment before kissing him on his rough, unshaven cheek. It wasn’t anything like kissing Finn—whose forehead had been smooth and cold—before she left on her quest. Kissing Snap was pleasant, though. She could feel the warmth of his cheek against her lips.

When she pulled back, he looked at her with wide, startled eyes.

“What was that for?” he asked.

“Because. You’ve been so kind. I haven’t known much kindness in my life,” she said.

“I hope you didn’t do that because you thought you owed me or something,” Snap said, gaze darting to her mouth for a moment before meeting her eyes. “I’d wouldn’t—”

Rey smiled at him. “I know,” she said. She didn’t know Snap all that well, honestly, but she did know that. She knew, somehow, that he was a good person, had known from the start. “I’m going to see Finn. Will you come with me?”

That startled look was back in his eyes again. Like he couldn’t believe she would ask him to join her. As if it were some precious gift she was offering.

“I’d…I’d like that,” he said.

They went to the medbay, hand in hand. If anyone noticed, they didn’t say a thing.

I would love to write this. I don't have a ton of experience, but I have some ideas and would love to try. I'll see what I can do.

This fill is ridiculously good <3 Both are, but this one in particular was very much as the prompt implied

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Re: Ben Solo raised by the Hux family

Re: Kylo/Poe + Leia, angst tw: rape

Hux/Kylo - Unbonded against will (a/b/o or soul bond)

Re: I want Poe angst.

Kylo/Hux - Hux is Smol, body issues, humiliation, dub con

Re: [FILL] Rey/Snap, Jess, Poe, Finn - Rey and Snap bond~

[FILL] Rey/Snap, Jess, Poe, Finn - Rey and Snap bond~ 2/?

Poe/Finn. Big Daddy style au

Re: RPF: Domhnall Gleeson/Oscar Isaac + Adam Driver

Re: Kylo/Other, Xenophilia

Re: Gen or Any/Any - (almost) everyone is a double agent

Re: I want Poe angst.

Gen, Angsty AU, Character Death - Luke was killed by Kylo Ren

Leia, Luke, ensemble, gen. They've never been that lucky

Re: Mini Fill

Fill: Finn/Poe, weepy drunk

Re: Finn/Poe or Finn and Poe, weepy drunk

Kylo/Hux, One-sided Force bond

[FILL] Finn/Poe, Yavin 4 sexy warrior traditions 7/?

Any/Finn, medic!Finn, angst and h/c

Re: Any/Any - Daemon AU

Re: RPF: Domhnall Gleeson/Oscar Isaac + Adam Driver

[FILL] Rey/Snap, Jess, Poe, Finn - Rey and Snap bond~ 3/?

Re: Finn wasn't in Sanitation, but the Nursery

Re: 2nd mini fill, different Anon. Part 2