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+ All comments except fills should be posted anonymously.
+ All prompts should focus on TFA characters. You can't post OT or PT-only prompts.
+ One prompt per comment please.
+ You can request both kink and non-kink content
+ Crossovers, characters from the other media are allowed, but must relate to the 2015 movie in some way.
+ All prompt comments should begin with a pairing tag (eg Rey/Finn) or Gen for no pairing.
+ Use 'Any' when prompting for any pairing at all (eg Kylo/Any or Any/Any)
+ Anyone, everyone, no one? Use "Other." (e.g. Poe/Other)
+ Warn for common triggers, please
+ NO PROMPTS FEATURING CHARACTERS UNDER 18 IN SEXUAL SITUATIONS.
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+ prompts should not exceed ~250 words.
+ also, while this is not really a rule I can enforce, please try to limit yourselves to fewer than 5 prompts per page.
+ reposting prompts is currently not allowed.
+ no prompts based on real life tragic events. e.g: 9/11 au, concentration camp au, etc
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Yes!!!

Finn is captured and threatened with rape/torture. Really horrible, graphic descriptions. He manages to escape (by himself!) before his captors actually harm him.

He holds himself together until he reaches safety, but then he just breaks down and cries into Rey/Poe's arms.

Kylux, but Hux is New Order's protocol droid.

how many times and in how many ways can I say this story is awesome?!
Thank you for updating. It is a pleasure to read this. All the more because I don't know how you choose to end it. Will she give in? Will he lose?

(prompt inspired by Adam Driver's marine uniform photo shown on SNL)
Kylo/Ben has a pretty unique features and it probably took a awhile for him to grow into them, that on top of all the mental conditioning that he has gone through since childhood has left him with a mild complex about his looks to the point that he doesn't believe that he's attractive at all let alone believe that someone would be willing to have sex with him.
Rey thinks otherwise.
+ Rey also has mild insecurity about her looks (too tall, too flat, etc) since coming to the resistance base
++ RANDOM people (male/female, resistance or not, find Kylo attractive but he's FAIRLY CERTAIN THEY'RE SAYING THAT BECAUSE THEY DON'T WANT TO PISS OFF GENERAL ORGANA)

Poe has many admirers, one of which turns out to be a little kid. Whose kid doesn't matter (or if Poe rescued the kid and that's why they like him) but I have a mighty need to see how Poe reacts to being the subject of a kid's affections, while everyone around him laughs and Finn fears for his life because any time he talks/hugs/laughs with Poe the kid is giving him serious stink eye.

Seconded.

so lets say somehow, poe and hux are stranded together on a shitty planet where snuggling for warmth and reluctant team work are the only things they can do to survive.

they're trapped on the planet for a long while and turns out, they make a pretty good team together and neither of them really want it to end

+1000000 I am here for this

+10000000

Kylo gets gangbanged. That's it!

Extras I'd enjoy if you want ideas but that are absolutely not necessary: Hux is watching, it's kinda dubcon, gender swaps in any way with cis or trans characters, the guys are all clones... Anything, go crazy! I'd love internal and external cumshots and nipple/chest groping but really, anything! Thank kindly.

Seconding, and not just because of the D&D reference.

Having access to all of the cameras on the ship, Hux has footage of everyone - including Kylo Ren. He ends up implementing the footage he finds of Kylo into his personal holoprojector. Kylo ends up walking in on Hux and finding his hologram image taking its shirt off.

+ If Hux tries to explain it away but fails at it

Everything bad in Kylo Ren's life is all Rey's fault. He's ten and his Uncle shows up with a newborn baby girl, notices wee Ben acting out with the Force around Leia's place, and suddenly Ben's kicked out of his home to go to Jedi Camp. Five years later, Baby Rey arrives at the same camp at the age of five to join the younglings, and all the instructors keep gushing about how strong she is in the Force while telling Ben he's not trying hard enough to control his anger and to go meditate on some trees and crap instead of taking part in fight training, so at 15... well. Things happened. Rey escaped the massacre and Kylo knew she would be back to screw his life up again. Then 9 years later she turns up, and his planet-sized base is destroyed. It's all Rey's fault.

Of course Snoke has been whispering in Ben's mind since birth, and the convenience of a baby cousin that keeps turning up in his life at convenient cusp moments? Snoke is not one to waste a scapegoat.

I take it you've seen the art on Tumblr of that?

I love this.

I'm not usually into RPF these days, but I kinda really need this.

Yeah, I did! I was going to put a link inside the prompt but forgot to do so until it was posted, whoops. For anyone else wanting to see, here is a link: http://kanzaki-vs.tumblr.com/post/136684724441/when-you-have-access-to-all-cameras-on-ship

This prompt is awesome. :)

I've actually been thinking about this, too. You've put my ideas of Hux into words, and now I hope someone makes it into a whole fic :D

Aww, poor Hux.

Yes. This prompt is perfect.

Finn whump and angst is my life right now.

I have finally fulfilled the prompt exactly as requested. I think there's one more part to go now (yes I know I said that last time, shush and enjoy your smut).

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Kylo looked down at Leia’s sleeping face. The lighting washed her out, made her look tired and sad though tranquil. The medical droid had had to sedate her in order to treat her injuries, since she had refused to stop struggling, crying and spitting insults at anyone within range. A ghost of a smile played on his face at the recollection. He preferred her that way; her fire was proof of her anger – it seethed further below the surface than his own, was more controlled – but it was there, proof that they were more alike than anyone but he cared to admit. We were made for each other. Maybe one day she will stop denying that.
He lowered his head and regarded the long, jagged edge of mirror in his hands, the upper point crusted in blackish red. His armour had stopped most of the shard from penetrating, but the top inch had skated across his rib and carved a slice through skin and muscle enough to briefly weaken him. The sides of the makeshift blade had light smears; her palms had been covered with a map of prickles and shallow cuts. Their blood was mingled on this weapon, forged in his torment and her desperation. He intended to treasure it, to use it to aid his meditation now that his grandfather’s mask and ashes were gone; atoms floating in the asteroid field that was once Starkiller along with the body of his estranged father. A flicker of remorse flared inside, but he pushed it away. If Solo and his mother had permanently separated, maybe he wouldn’t have had to kill the charming but feckless adventurer. But Han had refused to give up, despite his uselessness as a carer, always coming between Ben and his mother. Then Ben could’ve slept every night in bed next to his mother, looking after her properly, AND had the awkward but well-meaning attempts at bonding over engine parts and teaching him to fly. Oh well, such is life.
He placed the shard on the arm of the chair, and reached across to smooth a stray strand of chestnut from Leia’s face. Kylo breathed in the smell of her; soft and somehow sweet yet sensual, under the odour of antiseptic from her surroundings and the delicate, expensive scent the personal care droid had applied when dressing her. He replayed the sensation of holding her tight against his chest, her weight in his arms as he carried her. Only this time, she hadn’t hurt herself or run from him, and was squirming in impatience as he carried her to her chambers, her breath hot in his ear as she confessed her need to him...
He hissed and refocused on reality. His balls ached and he was so hard it was painful; since he had her on board, it seemed his only urges were to fuck and destroy. After all, for at least 15 years that was how he had used her image; to drive himself towards victory or to bring himself to orgasm. Everything she did seemed to inflame his passions.
It needed taking care of. This room in the bay was private and secure; in fact it was the same one he had recovered in after the disastrous battle in the snow. It was why he had allowed himself to remove his mask, as seeing her with his own eyes was so much better. However, he baulked at the idea of doing it here. Leia was going to be kept sedated until after they docked on Morabad (he had insisted, for her safety and ease of transfer), but there was something distasteful about shoving his hand down his trousers while she just lay there insensible. If she had been awake and watching eagerly, that was another matter.
With a grunt he unfolded his long limbs and rose out of the chair, crossing to the attached bathroom, where he locked the door and sat down heavily. His gloves were flung on the floor, his erection exposed to the air and then enclosed in his hands. He leant his head back against the wall and closed his eyes, giving his imagination free reign.

Kylo carried Leia into her rooms, and gently laid her on the nearest sofa. Helmet and gloves were carelessly abandoned on the floor as he knelt before her, removing the shoes that were causing her pain. Gently, firmly, his long fingers worked against the aches and elicited soft sighs of pleasure from his beloved. He kissed each foot as he finished, then sat back on his heels and looked up worshipfully at her.
Leia smiled at him benevolently. “You’re such a good boy.” She ran her hand through his hair lovingly and he arched into her touch. The hand traced down his cheek, and jaw, then rested on his chest. “Stand up and take your clothes off. I want to see what a big strong man you’ve become.”
Wordlessly he stripped off his cloak and dumped it. The leather boots, belt, and rough surcoat quickly joined it. The padded armour was a little fiddlier, and his fingers fumbled with the hidden catches. Embarrassed at his clumsiness, he looked back to her but saw only reassurance and a thrumming excitement in her expression. Somehow it made returning to the task that much easier. The soft undershirt went over his head, and the leather trousers fell to his ankles to be kicked off. His skin prickled in the relative cool of the room. Kylo was unused to being less than fully dressed in company.
Leia hitched in a breath and sat up, reaching to splay her hands against his abdomen and trace patterns with her fingertips. “You have grown, haven’t you?” she murmured. He was lightly muscled, more wiry and toned than bulkily solid. It didn’t bother him; he knew she preferred men that way.
Delicate hands moved down to his hips, and her gaze fell on his crotch. She raised an eyebrow. “Is that for me?”
“Always for you, Mother.” He uttered, voice rough with lust.
Another smile – this time her eyes danced with desire and mischief – and she slowly eased his straining underwear down. Her eyes widened a little with surprise and delight at what she saw. He knew he was bigger than his father had been, but then he had been taller than him too, so Kylo had never thought that much about it. Some of the women he had practiced sex with (for how was he supposed to worship his mother’s body properly if he had only a theoretical knowledge of how to give her pleasure?) had expressed that his size was a little unusual, but he had thought they had been trying to massage his ego and hadn’t taken them seriously.
Leia kissed the head of his cock, then ran her tongue down the underside of his shaft, following a pulsing vein and making him groan. Butterfly kisses marked her trail back up, twirling her tongue around the sensitive flesh of the head before taking as much of him into her mouth as she could. Awareness of his senses dissolved in the sensations of his mother’s hot, wet mouth sucking and hands pumping and stroking his throbbing length. At one point she hummed around his cock, causing a spike of pleasure so intense his hips thrust forward of their own volition and she briefly gagged.
“Oh, shit, I’m sorry.” He stammered. Even forming the words was difficult. It was enough of a struggle to stay standing.
“It’s okay baby, don’t worry. This is for you to enjoy.” He heard her gentle assurance in his head at the same time she looked up at him adoringly, and their eyes met as she carefully took him down into her throat. He didn’t last long after that, orgasm only intensified by Leia hungrily swallowing his come, even going so far as to wipe it from the corner of her mouth and lick it off her fingers.

In the real world, Kylo came over his hand with a strangled bark, and then started sobbing. It isn’t fair. She has my heart, why can’t I have hers?

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