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Southeastern Michigan?

Yaaaaas!!!!! \o/

da da dunnnnn, the actual prompt idk why I couldn't do this quicker. One more part after this so that Poe can learn to love Kylo.

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pt. 3/4

The date is going surprisingly well, Finn thinks.

It's been dominated by Finn rambling on about random facets of his life, which tended to be 99% First Order business. At first, Kylo didn't really contribute to the conversation beyond a simple "I know", "yeah", or "sure". But, somewhere along the way, Finn thinks it's during the story about when he found some questionable items in General Hux's trash, Kylo cracks a smile and even lets a tiny chuckle out.

Finn thinks it's the sweetest thing he's ever seen in his life and can't help but stare in adoration. Kylo notices him and touches his face to try and remove an invisible smudge. "What is it?"

The traces of laughter are still lingering on Kylo's face and Finn resists the urge to reach a hand out to cup the other man's cheek, "It's nothing. Really." Finn clears his throat and tried to play it cool, "This is your room, right? It's pretty far away from the other rooms."

Finn has ideas in his head on why that particular feature would be useful but he's being extra careful tonight to keep his thoughts pure. Kylo shrugs, "No one wanted to bunk with me so they converted an old storage room into something I could live in. It's a decent space." A moment passes and Kylo shifts his weight to his other foot, "Do you want to come in?"

Finn's mind tells him he should say no because he's not really ready at all for what might happen. But then again, Finn's mind has never been in control. "Yeah, sure, of course. I'd love to," he blurts out in an eager staccato.

When Finn enters, he notes how bare the room is. A regulation bed and desk, no decorations. The only thing that catches Finn's attention was a shine in the corner of his eye. He looks up to the shelf, just above the bed, to see Kylo Ren's mask.

Finn's heart instinctively begins racing. His voice is a bit shaky but he manages to speak with a playfulness in his voice as he points to the mask. "Kept a souvenir?"

Kylo has sat down on the bed already and he gestures for Finn to joined him. "Yeah, I guess you can call it more of a reminder. Did you not keep anything of your Stormtrooper uniform?"

Finn shakes his head. "It's just bad memories. No need to hang on to them. But if I had a sick mask like yours, I guess I'd want to keep it, too. The voice distortion thing is a pretty sweet feature," and Finn lets out a small laugh to convince himself that he wasn't scared of a damn mask on a shelf.

Kylo looks at him intently and with a low and leveled voice, he asks, "Do you want to try the mask on?"

He wasn't sure if it was Kylo's gravelly voice or the question or what the question might lead to but Finn's heart begins racing again. This is it, he thinks, this is how it starts.

Finn's mind created the scenes for him: him putting on the mask that used to represent the most evil being in the galaxy, him pinned down through the Force, him having his body explored in a mix of violence and pleasure.

Finn groans, painfully turned on by his own fear.

Kylo picks up on Finn's emotions. They're stark and inescapable, attacking him as spikes of lust and fear. Kylo is startled by how raw the emotions are and cannot for the life of him understand them. Kylo knew fear, he knew it too well, but lust was novel. He liked it more than he ever knew he could like anything so he repeats the question again, slower, hoping, begging, to receive another dose, "Do you want to wear my mask?"

Finn looks at Kylo wide-eyed and he is so consumed by the desire to jump the man that he decides he's up for anything. Finn is swift closing the distance between them in seconds. He roughly pins the taller man against his bed and he begins attacking Kylo's lips. Finn admits that it kind of hurts but he decides it's worth it to keep Kylo in the mood.

Finn doesn't realize it hurts Kylo, too. But between the kiss and the foreign emotions that are currently sending shock waves throughout his body, Kylo is clueless on how to respond.

Finn breaks it off for air. "D-do you have any rules for me?" Finn's staring into Kylo's wide eyes as he attempts to catch his breath, "Things I shouldn't do or say?"

Kylo's out of breath still and his face bunches up in genuine confusion, "What?"

First, Finn is confused. Was Kylo just not used to people asking once it got started? Then, oh Force, Finn gets it: gets why Kylo was absolutely still during that initial kiss, why his eyes are so wide and filled with confusion and wild lust, and, fuck, Finn finally sees it: the pure, sheltered innocence that radiated from Kylo's face.

Finn can't help but broadcast his thoughts out-loud, "Holy shit, I can't believe it," The words escaped his lips with an incredulous laugh attached. He got off of Kylo as quickly as he got on him and willed his hard-on to disappear to make this situation less painful for both of them.

The panic in Kylo's voice is too strong for Finn and he feels so damn guilty. "W-what's wrong? Why did you stop?" He pauses, "Did I</> do something wrong?"

Finn rubs his face and let's out a small groan filled with shame. "Ben...is-is this is your first time?" Finn looks at him in the eye, "It is, isn't it?"

Kylo thinks of lying but realizes Finn knows the answer. He nods, shyly.

The former knight's face is the most adorable shade of pink Finn has ever seen, "I-I really didn't know. We-we--you know, me and those idiotic pilots--just assumed because of you were being trained by Supreme Leader Snoke and you were on the Dark Side that you only got off on the rough play and stuff..." Finn realizes how stupid he'd been. "God, I would never have thought you were a virgin."

The last statement hit a defensive nerve with Kylo, "Why wouldn't someone be a virgin in the First Order?" He's looking at Finn now, his eyes were clear of any tears but his face was twisted in a look of embarrassment, shame and anger, "You should know better than anyone else that getting attached to people isn't encouraged. And if you can't get attached, then how can you possibly get to the point of having sex?"

Finn is dumbfounded at Kylo's innocence. "You can have sex with people you aren't particularly attached to." This was apparently news to Kylo, as his face involuntarily softens in realization, "People here do it a lot. Even in the First Order...I mean, the troopers did it a lot and I have it on good authority that a lot of officers did, too."

The other man stays quiet at this information. Kylo is practically whispering as he speaks, "So you've done it..." Kylo struggles for the word, "a lot?"

Finn shrugs.

"So I would be..." Kylo lets out a sad, little chuckle, "kinda boring for you? Nothing like Poe...right?"

Finn's head was going to explode at how adorable he found Kylo at this moment: embarrassed, shy, and jealous. "Yeah, Poe is pretty wild," The former Stormtrooper pulls Kylo into his chest, pressing his lips into the taller man's hair, "But he's no Ben Solo."

They sit there for a while, waiting for the nervous air in the room to settle into a comfortable silence. Finn eased Kylo back down into the bed and lays next to him; his chest pressed firmly into Kylo's back. Kylo reaches for Finn's hand. "You'll show me your scar one of these days, right? I just...I need to know how bad it is."

Finn smiles into Kylo's neck, "Yeah, of course. I have a strange feeling you'll be seeing a lot of my naked back in the future."

Finn vaguely feels the crooked smile forming on Kylo's face and holds him tighter.

Finn doesn't remember who falls asleep first.

OMG LOL

In a galaxy where Ben Solo resisted the call to the Dark Side (but is a conflicted mess anyway), the Resistance has managed to capture and detain First Order General Hux. Fortunately for Hux, the war's still on and the Resistance would rather resort to other methods of obtaining information on the enemy before starting in on torture, so they send in their mind reading sort-of Jedi to take a whack it first.

Hux takes one look at his impulsive, over emotional, easy on the eyes interrogator and decides yeah, he can work with this. Or at least keep himself entertained for a few hours. (And how big a 'fuck you' would it be to the Resistance if he banged their General's son.)

Even though sex between troopers is forbidden, masturbation isn't. However there are rules, particularly for the men. Whenever a male stormtrooper gets the urge, he's to report to medical, come into a cup, and hand it off to the doc. They're told it's tested to make sure their levels are right, that they're using it instead of blood, and nobody thinks to question it. Finn's done it a few times, but mostly he would do it in the shower, the first real act of rebellion from an otherwise perfect trooper.

Imagine his surprise when they intercept a transport of children bound for the academy and after scans to see where they were kidnapped from more than a few of them have a 50% DNA match on Finn. The First Order has been dipping it's toes into breeding children instead of just kidnapping them, and Finn now finds himself the father of a whole brood because of it.

(If he's with Poe, Poe is into it. Like he knows it's fucked but he's always wanted babies, and even though you can tell they're not all from the same mother they're all adorably Finn and he's really into being the cool dad to a gaggle of children, okay?)

This is perfect, anon.

That they could see this, and know that Finn is hers, just as she is his, that they’ve chosen each other, out of everyone, despite everything they once were,
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ I love that. So much.

not OP - This is so good, both funny and serious moments, i just love it!

Attention: Admiral Ackbar

While your efforts to honour local culture are admirable, I have been informed that one need only be 'screeched in' once, and that 'kissing the cod' is not something done on a nightly basis. Might I also remind you that the 'cod' you are kissing are non-sentients, and also dead, which makes your enthusiasm for the ceremony technically necrophilia. Your actions are starting to disturb the locals.

ummmm

this

forever

if this is what you do on the bus I hope there's a lot of public transportation in your future

Excuse the dumb question, but who did you mean as far as ot6 goes?

Yessssssssss I am here for this

Is it: OT4 + Hux, Phasma?

Who's the OT4?

So it's pretty much canon that Hux didn't have the most loving childhood, right? And so it's slowly becoming a large part of fanon that was Hux being raised mostly by droids his parents owned. Sooooo what if this left an impact on Hux and now he feels a kinship with droids? Imagine the possibilities! Old nanny droids still messing about in the Old Family Home! Hux insisting any Resistance/Republic droids be found a place in the First Order! Droid rights advocate Hux making speeches about it not mattering whether or not droids feel the same as humans, they think they can feel, so what is the difference (which can actually lead to some great angst like can you imagine if the only love you ever got was from people who may or may not even feel at all???)!

Bonus points for Kylux but I'm really here for the Hux feels

Stormtroopers are constantly kept on immunity boosters and almost never get sick. The ones that do get sick either say nothing and work through it, or are considered defective and reconditioned, or killed outright if they continue getting sick.

The combination of Finn no longer being on First Order immunity boosters and being among a group of mixed sentients in an unfiltered environment means he soon catches a common illness going around, faster and worse than anyone else. He denies being sick at all, even when it's obvious. Eventually, hiding a high fever and the beginnings of pneumonia, he logs himself as out on extended solo patrol duty, and disappears into the wilderness around the base. The illness progresses fast and soon he's delirious, lost and incapacitated.

When his friends realize just how sick Finn really is, they know if they don't go find him, he could die.

TLDR: Finn gets sick, denies it because Stormtroopers aren't allowed to be sick, and risks his life trying to hide his illness from his friends.

TW for fantastical dub-con

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‘Come on!’ Kylo growled, trying to make his way to the bridge. Elennia sat in the middle of the corridor and panted at him. ‘Stop playing dumb!’ Elennia cocked her head to one side. Her segmented tail started lashing back and forth.

A couple of stormtroopers on their way to the bridge stopped several paces behind her. One of them started to edge along the wall of the corridor, but Elennia stayed where she was, her tail swinging even further. Kylo glared. Elennia growled. The stormtroopers turned around to go the long way.

Kylo strained against the limit of their bond. He’d broken out into a sweat and one of his hands was trembling. The strain must be affecting her just as much, but it was always hard to tell.

At least the pain and frustration were of some use, Kylo thought as he channelled those feelings into the Force. His hand rose in front of him and he made a beckoning motion. Slowly but inexorably Elennia began to slide forward. Her claws made a horrible screeching sound against the metal as she dug them into the floor.

Just then another stormtrooper approached from the direction of the bridge. ‘Lord Ren?’

‘What?’ he snapped, turning away from his battle of wills.

‘You’re needed in the interrogation cells.’

Ren stared at the soldier for a long moment before turning around and striding back down the corridor toward Elennia. He brushed past her, and just as he approached the limit of the bond she stood up and followed at the exact maximum distance. Ren snarled to himself. She was such a child sometimes.

///

‘Hey, could you grab that stabilising coil for me?’ Rey asked as she reached into the guts of the decaying spaceship.

Bracca ducked under her arm and wriggled his way between the wires. Rey could just make out the tip of his tail. The coil was sitting in a cradle of tubes and wiring. Bracca’s paws were perfectly suited to dismantling the support frame and it didn’t take him long to free the coil. He clutched his prize and backed up slowly, weaving around engine structures.

Once outside, he turned the coil around, bringing it closer to his face for inspection. It was still shiny and quite complex. Rey shot him a look. ‘No taking it apart, we need it.’

Bracca dumped the coil beside her and darted around to her other side. ‘I wasn’t going to.’ He leaned in closer to watch her rip out more parts. One of his horns was brushing the side of her arm, but neither of them paid it any attention. ‘How much is it worth, do you think?’

‘Probably a full ration with the stuff we collected from the fighter.’

It turned out that with the stabilising coil, Rey’s haul was worth one and a half.

They celebrated that night by tinkering with some junk. Rey hunched over her workspace and Bracca stood on the bench beside her, occasionally offering advice or toying with a shiny piece of scrap. When the old running light they were working on lit up, Rey and her daemon shared a grin by its dull glow.

///

Kylo strode through the jungle-choked ruins with Elennia at his side. Stormtroopers fanned out on either side of him. He deflected the few accurate blaster bolts with his lightsaber or the Force, rather than bothering to catch any. This wasn’t about shock and awe. This was about efficient murder. The pirates that operated in this system were definitely beneath his attention, but for some reason his master had told him that this mission warranted his presence. Kylo knew better than to question the insights of a Sith lord.

One of the pirates broke cover to run at him. When a gurreck daemon crashed through the undergrowth, Kylo understood. Clearly the pirate thought that a large daemon would somehow intimidate him.

Elennia bounded forward with a snarl. Her lips were peeled back from her teeth and her tail arched upward to stab into the gurreck daemon. She leapt forward and landed on its back, digging her claws through the tough hide to deliver more venom. The large jungle carnivore struggled to move as the paralytic effect took hold. Kylo smiled beneath his mask and stalked over to the pirate who was now also paralyzed and staring at Kylo’s daemon in horror.

Elennia alighted from her target and fell into step like a large shadow. Kylo sensed the pirate’s fear as a bright hum in the back of his skull. Battle rage pounded in his temples, but this wasn’t the place to draw out a kill. Kylo beheaded his opponent. Behind them the gurreck daemon disappeared in a cloud of golden sparks. Instead of dissipating, the bright hum intensified and stared to resonate through the Force.

‘I recognise it,’ Elennia said. Her eyes looked a little glazed and she padding toward the centre of the ruins without a backwards glance.

‘Wait!’ Kylo called as he hurried to catch up, ducking beneath some overhanging vines. ‘It’s a holocron, isn’t it?’

There was a small empty pedestal in the middle of the room. Elennia was standing in front of it. ‘Yes,’ she replied without turning her head, ‘and it’s definitely Sith.’

Kylo approached. The hum was now an instant buzz on the periphery of his awareness. Kylo closed his eyes and reached out to the Force, channelling the bloodlust and rage that still coursed through him. A small pyramid appeared on the pedestal. A dark glowing crystal pulsed at its apex. Elennia’s tail twitched as Kylo retrieved the artefact.

///

‘So this is Bracca,’ Rey said, pointing at her daemon. Bracca bobbed his head and scratched behind one ear. ‘Where’s yours?’

Finn flinched, his hand automatically rising to the side of his neck. Of course his daemon wasn’t even there because he wasn’t wearing a helmet anymore.

‘Are you okay?’ Rey asked.

‘Yeah, yeah fine. We just, I mean, Resistance members with small daemons are chosen for covert missions and we need to hide them so we don’t get recognised.’

‘Could we meet her? There’s no one else around.’

Finn’s beetle crawled out of a jacket pocket. He looked down at her. Bracca’s eyes were fixed firmly on her too. Finn desperately tried to think of a name to give. He blurted the first one that came to mind. ‘This is, uh, Poe.’ Hopefully his daemon would forgive him for his poor improvisation.

‘Hi,’ Poe said and flew over to Bracca. He held out his paws and she alighted on them. Bracca brought her slowly toward his face.

‘You are very shiny,’ he said solemnly.

‘Thanks.’

Finn couldn’t stop staring. This was the first time that Poe had ever touched another daemon. Bracca seemed completely unconcerned. Finn looked up and found Rey smiling.

‘You know, some people say that Bracca is evidence that I was born to be a scavenger. Maybe having Poe means that you’d make a good pilot.’

Finn returned her smile. ‘Yeah, maybe.’

///

That night Kylo lay curled on his bed with his back to the door. Elennia was a hulking presence in the farthest corner of the room. Eventually she sighed and padded over to the bed.

‘Go away,’ Kylo said, his voice thick.

Elennia tried to give him an unimpressed look, but Kylo’s face was hidden under his arm. Instead she pushed her head under his hand. They both ignored the way his hand tightened reflexively in her fur.

‘Your whiny crying is distracting,’ Elennia said.

‘I’m not crying.’

Elennia gave him a moment to think about the pointlessness of trying to lie to his own daemon. Then she managed to get on to his bed completely, pushing Kylo right to the edge. He looked up, but couldn’t quite meet her yellow eyes.

‘Fine,’ he said quietly and buried his face in the fur of her neck. ‘We don’t mention this ever.’

Elennia huffed. ‘Obviously.’ She didn’t even tell him how unpleasant it was having his tears soak into her fur. She was considerate like that.

///

The old lightsaber dropped from Rey’s fingers and the visions began to clear. Maz was looking at her expectantly. It was too much. Everything was too much. Rey fled and Bracca scampered to keep up with her.

‘Rey!’ Bracca called.

Rey didn’t respond to him, choking back the lump in her throat and ignoring the hot sensation crawling up the back of her neck. She didn’t stop running until she was deep in the forest and out of sight.

Bracca darted around in front of her and lowered his horns. ‘Rey, we need to talk about this.’

‘I don’t think so.’

‘Rey.’

Ignoring Bracca was never a good idea. She looked around and told herself it wasn’t to avoid looking at her daemon. There was a fallen log behind her. She perched on it and drew her knees up to her chin. ‘Fine,’ she said, ‘let’s talk.’

Bracca scrambled up beside her and gave an affectionate head-butt. She slowly uncurled and let him settle on her lap.

‘Look, do you really miss sand that much?’ he asked.

A reluctant smile tugged at the corner of Rey’s lips. ‘It’s not that simple. You know we have to go back to Jakku.’

Bracca looked up at her as he weighed his answer. ‘I know this is a long way from home. I supported you when you turned down Han’s offer, but this is different. This isn’t about wandering off, this is about something bigger, maybe even bigger than what we’ve been waiting for on Jakku.’

Rey was quiet for a long time. The complex sounds of diverse life surrounded her here in a way that was vastly different from the desert. When Rey broke the silence, it was just one more noise in the forest. ‘I don’t believe in destiny.’

‘No, but whatever happened in there was important. We can’t just ignore it.’

Rey opened her mouth to retort, but Bracca had risen to his full height. ‘Wait,’ he said, ‘something’s coming. Something bad.’

Rey stood up and palmed the blaster that Han had given to her. She couldn’t deal with visions and lightsabers, but she knew how to deal with a threat.

///

She was pathetic, this desert scavenger girl. Even her daemon was an ugly little scurrier – a species widely regarded as vermin. For all Elennia’s faults, at least she was a noble and powerful raquor'daan. Not a single officer on the Starkiller had a daemon as large or impressive looking as her.

Kylo raged at the way Rey had entered his mind and the way she didn’t seem to fear him at all. And now Elennia was defying him once again and standing so far behind him that every time he lunged at Rey, a wave of separation pain washed over him.

‘You were perfectly happy to fight against the traitor! So stop sulking and subdue the girl’s daemon!’ Kylo yelled.

Elennia got to her feet and wandered over to the combat, every step full of studied insolence. Kylo ground his teeth, but used the extra range to hammer his lightsaber against Rey’s defences. The blue light of his grandfather’s weapon seemed to mock him with every clumsy strike.

Finally Elennia arrived at his side. Her attention was entirely focused on the scurrier daemon that darted toward her paws and backed off before she could swipe at him. Then the unthinkable happened. Elennia crouched down with her ears pricked up and her vicious tail laying flat. Her tongue lolled out of her jaws. The scurrier stopped darting and tilted his head so his horns jutted forward. The tip of his tail twitched slowly back and forth.

‘What are you doing?’ Kylo hissed at his daemon. The last time Elennia had done that was a lifetime ago, back when she had play-fought with other daemons. This was before she’d even settled. Now every fight was an opportunity for her to paralyze a foe’s daemon while he closed in for the kill. This was unacceptable.

Rey wasn’t nearly as distracted by their daemons. She clearly trusted her little desert pest and she pushed her attack. Much to his shame, Kylo couldn’t concentrate. The two daemons seemed to be having a conversation. Kylo circled to the right so he could keep them in his field of view. This was why he hadn’t let Elennia inside the interrogation cell with Rey. His daemon had been acting strange around the scavenger from the beginning. Now Elennia was letting the scurrier touch her face. Those grabbing paws were way too close to her eyes. Kylo struggled to remember the last time another daemon had touched Elennia outside of combat. No one on the Starkiller Base would dare.

Then Rey got past his defences and he was forced to dodge wildly to the left or risk losing his arm. With a flurry of blows, he managed to fend her off long enough to disengage. She didn’t push forward into his space and also backed off warily. In her place, he would have pressed the advantage. That’s what you did when an opponent showed a moment of weakness.

‘You need training! Let me teach you,’ Kylo said.

Rey simply stared at him. Then she turned her head to look over at their daemons. Elennia was standing up. Her tail was still down and now her ears were back and her whole body was lowered. She walked toward Rey. The scurrier kept pace, looking unconcerned. Kylo frowned. Surely Elennia wasn’t going to attack. In life or death situations, her venom worked just as well against a person, but the feel of any part of his daemon touching someone, even to attack, was nearly unbearable. It was even worse then the separation pain.

‘What—,’ Kylo had just enough time to say before Elennia sidled up to Rey and put her head under the scavenger’s hand. The daemon-touch sensation slammed into Kylo and he whimpered.

‘Stop,’ he protested weakly, unsure if he was imploring Rey or his traitorous daemon. Rey turned her head to look back at Kylo and deliberately ran her hand through the fur between Elennia’s ears. Kylo’s lightsaber disengaged and dropped from his suddenly numb fingers. He was breathing heavily and using every last piece of control not to utter the noises that rose in the back of his throat. Pain he could deal with, the slippery-wrong feeling of daemon touching was something he could use to fuel his hate, but not this, not this other feeling.

Elennia had that squinty-eyed look of satisfaction and her tail was utterly relaxed in the snow behind her. Rey seemed a little off-balance, but had no compunctions about using what Elennia was offering. ‘You can’t do that,’ Kylo said.

Elennia shifted forward so that Rey could trail her fingers down the leathery hide of her spine. Kylo fell to his knees in the snow. He tried to beat against his wound, but he barely had the strength to make it hurt properly.

Then the ground began to break up between them. A chasm opened before him and he could only look helplessly toward Elennia as the distance grew. In the next heartbeat separation pain washed over him, though it wasn’t quite enough to drown out the feeling of Rey, who was still touching his daemon.

‘Elennia!’ he called out.

She seemed to wait until the absolute last moment before turning to leap over the chasm. Kylo let out a sharp cry as she landed on the very edge of the widening gap. Her powerful claws dug into the snow and rock and she propelled herself forward. Her paws kicked up ice crystals as she bounded away from the edge. Rey and her daemon had already fled, but Elennia turned to stare after them with her ears pricked forward. She finally turned around and padded up to Kylo. He sank a hand into the fur of her ruff and heaved himself to his feet. His legs wouldn’t stop shaking. ‘I hate you,’ he said.

‘I know,’ Elennia replied.

///

‘Finn!’ Rey called. She couldn’t see his daemon, but that was normal. Little Poe was small and could have been anywhere. It didn’t mean that Finn was dead.

‘Bracca, can you see Little Poe? I don’t know where she landed.’ The flame beetle daemon had been diving at Ren’s daemon and even managed to bite the raquor'daan.

‘On it,’ Bracca said as he hunted through the snow. He darted in widening circles, looking for the telltale shine of Little Poe’s carapace.

Rey knelt in the snow and felt for Finn’s pulse. It was slow, but there. ‘He’s alive,’ she called out.

‘I found her,’ Bracca yelled back a moment later. ‘Come over here!’ Rey felt a tug at their bond and looked up. Her eyes widened. Bracca was straining at the limits of their bond. She hurried over and he shot forward as fast as their link would allow. Bracca stopped at a worrying distance from Finn and reached into the snow. His head and tail were lowered as he raced back with the beetle daemon cradled in his paws. Rey ran alongside him. ‘I don’t think that was a normal distance,’ he said.

‘It’ll be fine. We never asked about his range.’

Bracca didn’t say anything.

When the Millennium Falcon appeared overhead, Rey couldn’t hold back a shout. Despite everything that had happened on the base, she suddenly felt a lot lighter. While she was now trapped in something bigger than she had ever imagined, she knew she wouldn’t have to face it alone.

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i mean rey, finn, poe, kylo, hux, phasma

Can I just say how amazing this fic is? I was expecting complete crack but this was so cute, so subtle, so humorous, so natural</>. It was so much more than what I was expecting and I am so blown away.

The tone and mood throughout the fic was perfect and descriptions of cat!Phasma and Finn's interactions with her were probably the most adorable thing I have ever read in a fic.

Just beautiful work! Thanks you so much. I wish I could leave more kudos.

Maybe Kanan and Hera were hiding out in the outer rim during TFA and after getting Luke back Rey has to go get them too? Honestly I don't even care what the setup is - or if there is any setup tbh - just give me Rey hanging out with old marrieds Kanan and Hera.... just imagine her Jedi training with Kanan and flying the Ghost with Hera :D

Poe is the pride of the Resistance. attractive, charisma for days, born to fly. The world comes easy to him. Except it doesn't. Poe is only the golden boy cause he worked (too) hard at it. He grew up with rebel legends, knowing he's to follow. He ramps up his efforts when his mom dies. Especially if he's working for Leia freakin' Organa!
Being On for everyone 24/7 takes its toll & he has 'habits' that have kept him controlled since childhood. being careless when sharpening ship parts, locking himself in his fresher with the water on after dinner. depends on how badly he's messed up or how tense he is. If not for going into battle right after, he might've destroyed himself after Jakku.

When Finn wakes, trading stories on base about how awesome Poe is, it makes Poe tense. He likes Finn, so he needs to live up to Finn's image of him. It means a lot less 'control' time since they hang out. Then Rey returns & he feels inadequate. He spirals till Leia, his squad, Finn notice & it's a disaster cause the Resistance needs someone to look up to & he's failing them. I want Poe being cared for by his loved ones & being reassured he can be human. Finn can be friendship or coupley. Really want inclusion of Jess & Snap too.

Everyone in the Resistance likes Poe, even their enemies respect him. Only one person doesn't seem to like him - maybe it is Luke or Han or C3PO or OC, just one person among the good guys. When Poe discovers it, he is upset and confused and tries to find the reason and gain their approval.

prefer if it's not angsty , and the situation is neither Poe's fault nor the person's, no one is a jerk, just clash of personalities.

hell yes I want the gory details

Kylo Ren tends to go overboard with torture, he keeps going long after any useful info has been obtained, with far greater violence and flourish than is necessary. Because he knows Hux is watching through the cameras, and Kylo wants to put on a show for him.

Go as far as you want with the gore/torture, I'm down for anything and everything. I just need Hux wanking to Kylo doing the nastiest shit you can think of.

(originally this prompt had a list of potential gory as fuck things a!a could have before i thought better of it, lmao. if any a!a wants some ideas i'll post them.)

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Re: The Resistance builds a base just outside your Hometown

Re: Finn/Poe Concussed Poe

FILL: Kylo/[Finn]: expectations vs reality [3/4]

Re: [Fill] Wanna Get Inside My Head? Okay

Hux/Ben, AU, Hux screws with his Resistance interrogator (and maybe just screws him)

Finn/Poe or Gen-- Finn's life just turned into a really messed up Maury episode.

Re: FILL: don't mind if rain falls (Finn/Rey, Explicit)

Re: Fill: It Followed Me Home

Re: The Resistance builds a base just outside your Hometown

Re: Fill Kylo&Hux warning-noncon

Re: OT6, Relationship

Re: Rey/Kylo; Rey becomes his Dark Master (petplay?)

Re: OT6, Relationship

Re: OT6, Relationship

Gen or Hux/Any, Hux has a soft spot for droids

Any/Any: Finn gets sick

Fill: Rey/Kylo Ren - Daemon AU (1/2)

Fill: Rey/Kylo Ren - Daemon AU (2/2)

Re: OT6, Relationship

OP

Gen, Rey + Kanan/Hera

Poe, Gen (or Finn), struggle with image Gen tw: eating disorders, selfharm

gen (or Poe/Finn) that one person who doesn't like Poe

Re: A!A

Kylo/Hux (sorta) - Hux jerks it to nasty shit - torture, gore, non con