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Yesssssssssssssss. :D seconded so hard. This trope is always my jam.

General Hux sat perfectly still, his hands clasped together on the smooth tabletop, black blending with black, the silvery white stripes on his left sleeve seeming to radiate the artificial lighting out of darkness. He had felt a twinge of surprise earlier, when Kylo Ren had sat down across from him when asked, but in the minutes since then the all-too-familiar irritation he felt around the man had built within him. Staring at the empty mask and only receiving short unhelpful answers to his questions sped up the pace, however, and General Hux had reached his tipping point.

He leaned into the table, only his torso moving with a smooth roll of his hips, he seemed taller in his seat. He tried a direct approach, with steel in his clear eyes and in his steady voice.

"Tell me what you were doing while my men were trying to save our lives' work. Look me in the eye, Ren, and tell me."

There was a second in which Hux believed Ren would blow him off or even leave the room altogether. He watched the stiff line of Ren's shoulders twitch with increased tension, and then gloved hands were removing his helmet and placing it on the tabletop to Ren's left. The eyes of the mask glared at them both from its new position.

Something... was wrong with Ren's face. His jaw was clenched tightly, and the muscles and cords of his throat moved irregularly. His skin was paler than ever, and his eyes... His eyes were steadfastly locked onto Hux's, but it was far too obvious in their dark depths that he desperately wanted to look elsewhere.

That thought gave the general pause. He'd speculated that desperation existed in the man, but he had never known Kylo Ren to show it to anyone, least of all to Hux.

"I'm not going to say it a third time," he continued in the same tone, as if he didn't notice the strange behavior at all. It was inconsequential to him. He just wanted a straight answer for once, preferably with enough details that he needn't ask a stream of follow-up questions for clarification.

Something flashed in Ren's eyes. His mouth finally opened, and after a big breath, it released a constant flow of words. Another breath, and he kept talking. Another, and still more.

Hux couldn't believe his ears or his eyes. He focused on what was said as well as Ren himself as he spoke. He didn't need to interrupt. As soon as he half-thought of a question, Ren was already answering it.

The speech wasn't rushed, but the pauses were short. Ren delivered the information like he was reading a report he'd written; he didn't need to organize his thoughts. His voice seemed calm, but when his expression shifted briefly but his voice didn't, Hux got a weird sense in his gut.

Finally, Ren reached the part of his story involving his confrontation with the former rebel Han Solo. His speech remained the same. His gaze didn't falter. Hux could see his arms move under the table, however.

"Stop," Hux said, cutting into Ren's sentence, at the word "lightsaber." His mouth immediately clamped shut and his head jerked to the side, eyes downcast. Hux furrowed a brow at what he could only describe as obedience. Ignoring his gut again, he commanded, "Show me your arms."

Ren froze for a moment and his posture relaxed in his chair as his hands slipped over the edge of the table. He stretched his arms out flat across the top, black blending with black. Except Ren's sleeves had been pushed up messily, hastily, to expose the pale skin of his inner forearms. His gloves were still on, but it was clear by the red streaks and the tinges of purple what he had been doing as he had given his report.

His forced confession, Hux finally pieced together.

"Ren."

His hands balled into fists, causing the greenish veins in his arms to become more pronounced. Hux made himself look away from the colors and patterns and back up to Ren's face.

"Look at me," Hux said, commands second nature to him, and he flinched for a split-second, adding, "please."

Ren's eyes were widened and swirling with emotions, one of which was surprise. He doubtlessly saw the flinch, not to mention heard the awkward attempt at civility. Just as Hux had never witnessed the desperation, Ren had never witnessed the politeness. The day had turned out as neither expected, and would only continue along the route for the foreseeable future.

"As much as I would enjoy you making a fool out of yourself, I believe it would be more satisfying to watch without my direct involvement."

Ren stared in silence. Then his eyes narrowed.

"Oh, this will be our little secret, naturally. As if any of my subordinates would dare give a Knight of Ren a command."

Ren continued to glare, however he moved to cover his arms again and fold them in front of him on the table.

"You are free to do as you please," Hux said with a shrug, watching the immediate effect his words had on the other man closely. He was learning how it worked, slowly but surely. "Although, I don't think you can overcome your current predicament alone. If you want this to be over quickly, then... I suggest... that you trust me."

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I know, I know. It ran in a different direction without me. XP
I'm sure someone else will write a better fill.

yassssssss

Sympathetic!Hux is hitting me square in some interesting organs.

... I both love and hate this because Poe is my fave but it almost makes me suspicious about him in the actual films. Would love to see someone's take on it.

This is ADORABLE. Seconded!

(same anon)

Another route that could work with this idea: Finn broke out the clone (clone could still die and be replaced), and the real Poe is a secret First Order prisoner somewhere.

...and now I'm thinking about a Poe Clone Army and oh look I'm out of wine.

When Poe does a sweep of the hangars that night, he finally finds Ben-- raw knuckled, bruises dotting his upper arms, viciously taking apart and reassembling the engine of one of their spare cruisers. Less dramatic than just wrecking shit with the Force, mostly less destructive.

Poe clears his throat. "Bad date?" Ben looks up, but doesn't meet Poe's eyes.

"She asked me to hurt her," he says. He's speaking very quietly and precisely and staring at the engine components in his hands like they hold the secrets of the universe. He picks up one of his wrenches and tightens a bolt-- hard, but not hard enough to break.

"Ah, fuck," says Poe.

"She asked me--" Ben lets out a horrible, braying laugh. His eyes are wild. "She asked me to tie her to a rack and torture her." He dissolves into more laughter then stares at Poe like he's never seen him before, or maybe like he was expecting something else. Expecting them to be somewhere else. "Why are you here? Why are you talking to me?"

"Well," says Poe, "I'm responsible for all the Resistance vehicles in this hangar, and if that cruiser blows up tomorrow OSHA is going to have my ass." Ben makes some noise of assent that could be an agreement or could be cursing in Wookiee. "And Rey has been blowing up my comm for the past three hours saying she sensed a disturbance in the Force." He kneels down. "And because you're my friend, and I forgave you a long time ago."

Ben closes his eyes, drops the wrench, and slowly pulls his arms around his knees. "I can't do this", he says in a small, tight voice. " I thought she was someone the First Order had hurt, her family-- that she was trying to-- to get some kind of-- revenge, closure, I don't know, that would have made more sense. Instead of taking me to a bar and asking for--" He takes a shaky breath. "I should be in prison."

Poe quirks an eyebrow. "That doesn't sound impossible. Maybe you could start down a life of crime and then trash it all and get caught. Try out a new career as a drug dealer. Rob a coupla banks." Ben huffs a laugh.

They're interrupted by the chime of Rey's ringtone on Poe's comm.

I LOVE THESE GAY DROIDS. Honestly, someone write this.

As a person who ignored her sinus infection(s) until it became knock-you-on-your-ass bronchitis (and is still currently getting ready for work)

I desperately want this.

I'm sick, give me sick fic to feel better.

Sounds awesome!

+1+
i have like a whole year to believe this.

Seconded!

This is amazing

Seconded! Esp like the injury check bonus. Side effect of the Dark Side?

Remember in ROTJ when Luke lost his shit because Vader implied he would try to turn Leia instead ?

During the final battle Kylor Ren seriously injure Luke. Leia lose it and start attacking her son relentlessly.
Leia disarm (maybe literally -by cutting his arm off) and corner Kylo Ren and prepare to make the final blow ... and is only stopped by Luke who feels the Force shift and gather his last breath to stop his sister because he knows that even if she doesn't become Dark after this, she'll regret killing her son for the rest of her life - just like he would have regretted killing his father if he had done it.

Coming back to herself, Leia overpowers her son (terrified) mind and force him to go to sleep instead of killing him.

When Rey and Finn comes back from killing Snoke (Poe is still flying), they find Leia cradling Luke's corpse and crying, her son's unconscious form some meters away.

Bonus : if you want the fic to have a happy ending you can make Luke comes back as a Force Ghost or make him grievously injured (like Finn at the end of TFA) instead of dead

Chastity belt.

Under his usual flight suits, Poe has a rather large, fat ass.
Finn(/Rey) likes it.

bonus: Poe isn't ashamed of it, but some of his previous lovers loved it and some were taken aback. that's why he apprehends Finn's(/Rey's) reaction.

thirded!

OP

I'm in love with this entire fill. Thank you, anon. Such great insights to Finn, and the people he's loved. :')

YES PLEASE

Holy shi-- My kingdom for that Persuasion AU. (I have a massive weakness for Poe/Luke anyway.)

yes, and maybe his way of coping.

I'm reminded of how he hit his wound on TFA climax and the medical theory that he has an injured lung. He kept on hitting it to prevent blood from clotting, thus preventing it from collapsing, but he looks so used to it. Like he knew exactly what to do.

This is everything I need. Seconded! (Thirded?)

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