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Comments

Han/Ben/Leia Trigger Warning for A LOT of incest, here

[(Anonymous)]

We've had every other combo of these three prompted, after all. Let's have some we're-happy-you're-back-from-the-Dark-side sex!

Things I'd like to see but are in no way necessary for the fill:
- A lot of kissing and usage of the terms mom and dad
- Han finds little things that turn his son on that also work on his wife
- Leia and Ben's hair get played with/pulled on at some point
- Cuddling afterwards. All the cuddling.

Re: Han/Ben/Leia Trigger Warning for A LOT of incest, here

[(Anonymous)]

Oooh want!

Kylo/Rey Devil's backbone

[(Anonymous)]

Kylo Ren is forced to undergo trial by the Resistance for war crimes. He's sentenced to death. Rey can't let that happen. She breaks him out and they go on the run.

Don’t care if he’s guilty, don’t care if he’s not
He’s good and he’s bad and he’s all that I’ve got

Re: Kylo/Rey Devil's backbone

[(Anonymous)]

Love it!

The Force Ghosts ship Relyo

[(Anonymous)]

And they will appear in visions and dreams to try to get this ship to sail. The afterlife is dull and this is their version of daytime soap operas, more or less. Both Kylo and Rey get fed up with this in a hurry. Up to you how everyone else reacts and if the collective Force Ghosts involved manage to get Rey and Kylo together.

Re: The Force Ghosts ship Relyo

[(Anonymous)]

+1

Finn/Poe, Force fucking, marathon sex, dubcon/noncon

[(Anonymous)]

Finn is force sensitive, in love with Poe, living right next door to the pilot, and having some crazy vivid sex dreams about him--

not knowing that those extremely vivid sex dreams are taking shape in the force.

Poe wakes up at first from spontaneous arousal, weird feelings like something on his cock or something prodding his hole under his clothes. He suspects Finn might be broadcasting personal fantasies (he's not gonna guess as to who, he won't get his hopes up) but has no idea how to bring it up without asking Finn about his sex dreams.

One night, though, Poe wakes up floating five feet above his bed and feels something on his dick and pressing into his hole, and he tries to stop it but he's not able to touch anything.

And all night long, he's fucked over and over, flailing and helpless, his hole clamping down on a thick cock that isn't even there.

Finn comes to him in the morning after feeling off after dreaming, and finds him fucked out like that, and the truth comes out.

+100000 Finn starts testing it out on Poe after the incident and Poe is a desperate slut for force fucking

+1000000 crying Poe (out of pleasure)

+1000000 Finn's room is the only one near enough for sounds to be heard across rooms but when Poe screams and moans during the fucking Finn thinks it's part of his dreams

Re: Finn/Poe, Force fucking, marathon sex, dubcon/noncon

[(Anonymous)]

HELLO YES!

Seconded!

Rey/Any or Gen, hurt/comfort, TW for self-injury

[(Anonymous)]

They check your arms but not your thighs. They check your smile, but not your eyes.

Rey was alone for so long on Jakku that sometimes she felt too overloaded to function. Somewhere along the line she discovered the idea of hurting oneself, and it became an easy secret to hide given so one gave a damn about her. She gradually got addicted to it as a way of expressing intense emotions. Now she's lost Han and Finn was seriously hurt and, in her mind, it's her fault.

She either overdoes it and wakes up with a lot of explaining to do to very concerned friends or someone walks in on her hurting herself, but either way she finally has someone to talk to and gets the love and support she's been lacking in for so long.

[Fill, 1/1]: Rey/Jessika Pava, hurt/comfort, TW for self-injury

[(Anonymous)]

Rey left the victory party early that night.

She had spent the first few hours talking with Poe and his friends in the squadron, and she'd drunk her fill of water and sweet, fizzy drinks in fancy glasses, eaten fresh fruit and danced with a pilot named Jessika – Call me Jess – whose hands were warm and steady on Rey's waist as she taught the steps to dances no one bothered with on Jakku. She had tasted cider for the first time, sweet and biting, and wondered what it would be like to be kissed. And then she had wondered what Finn would think of all this food and all these people, and her thoughts flashed to Finn in his hospital bed, eyes shut and mouth slack with sleep, and she had to leave.

She could still taste the iced berries lingering on her tongue, hear the lull and rise of conversations trying to cut through the noise of the band. Part of her wanted to go back and just sink into that crowd of strangers, but mostly, what she wanted was to keep walking until she left all of it behind.

She made her way past empty barracks and hangars manned by a skeleton crew, night shift waiting for someone to relieve them so they could head out for a drink and a bit of stolen pleasure before the war encroached again. The night was warm and clear around her, but it felt like she was walking through a dust storm, throat clogged with grit and visibility blocked in all directions. Music wafted on the air, but it sounded distant and unreal, like this whole water-rich planet was a dream and she herself only a breath away from waking. Her thoughts twisted around themselves as she walked, spinning out and spiraling back around the same dark center: Han, and Finn, and all the dead she could have saved, and didn't. Possibilities kept rising up through the clutter in her head, choices she could have made and chances she could have taken. Han had offered her a job. She should have taken it. She should have left this whole First Order mess behind – but if she had done that, then Han would be alive and Finn would be awake, but Starkiller would still be functional and worlds would be at its mercy. So that wasn't any good. She shouldn't have gotten captured, then – shouldn't have panicked, dropped her guard. Should have taken up Skywalker's lightsaber and gone to face that masked bastard as soon as she saw the First Order ships darken the sky, or just stuck close enough to the others not to be taken. Instead she ran away, and it was her friends who paid for it.

She ought to go see Finn, but when she thought about heading down to the medical wing, her breath came quick and shallow, and shame hit her hard enough to stop her in her path. She ought to see Finn, but she had to get her thoughts clear first.

Well, at least that was easy enough to deal with. She ducked into the shadow of a storehouse, out of the way and out of the radius of the overhead lighting, and she dug through the pouches at her belt until she found two of the first things she'd pilfered from one of the supply rooms: a tube of disinfectant and a small folding knife.

When you live on Jakku, you have no choice but to do what works, and you have to find a way to keep yourself in the present if you want to last for long. Rey was practical, and she had figured one thing out a long time ago: there was nothing quite like pain to cut through loneliness or foreboding and snap the mind and the body back to the immediate work of survival.

It wasn't the only way. Some people chose Spice, and some chose sex or violence or both at once, but Rey had never been that much of a fool; this was easiest and safest, and it didn't leave her in the power of anyone but herself. She pressed the sharp edge of the blade into the pad of her thumb, just enough to break the scarred skin and make her breathe through her teeth in pain. It wasn't bad – nothing to the fractures and lacerations she'd pulled herself through before – but the cut and the bead of disinfectant she spread over it both stung enough to ease the knot of agitation in her chest and stomach.

It wasn't enough, though, to bring her back to calm. She still felt like she was walking a high thin wire between panic and clarity, and falling off in either direction could be dangerous. So she sat with her back against the wall, and she rolled one leg of her uniform slacks up to her knee, letting the sense of ritual soothe her. This one thing, at least, was no different here than on Jakku. She gritted her teeth, pressed the cold blade of the knife to her leg, and then drew it in a shallow cut along the surface of her calf, long and clean and safe even if she had to run. It hurt, and that was good, because her body understood it: stay sharp, be strong, don't die. Her blood was warm but cooled quickly against her bare skin, and it looked almost black in the moonlight.

She laid the blade against her skin again, her breath coming slower now and closer to steady, but before she could make a second cut, she heard footsteps coming from the direction of the party. Jess, she realized – the pilot with the warm hands and bright troublemaker's eyes, who danced like she might die tomorrow and hopefully had somewhere else to be tonight. Jess walked quickly and with purpose, but she froze when she saw Rey, stared a moment, and then she jogged closer like she had nowhere else she needed to be going.

"Rey, hold up. What are you doing?" Jess said. But her eyes were fixed on the knife in Rey's hand as she jogged closer, and the sharp note in her voice said she recognized exactly what Rey was doing. She looked worried, maybe even frightened. Rey didn't understand why. She had done worse to herself on accident a hundred times, fixing up scrap and junked-up engines. Any Jakku mechanic worth half a credit had arms that were maps of scars and burns, and that some of the things that could happen when a job went wrong would kill you dead in a second flat. This was controlled.

"You don't have to do that," Jess started to say, and then Rey got the picture. She thought it was punishment.

And maybe she wasn't wasn't wrong. After all, Han was dead, and Finn was way too close to dead even if the doctors said he was headed in the right direction, and here was Rey, enjoying herself at a party when it was her weakness and stupid decisions that put them both in danger. Maybe she did deserve some pain. But that wasn't – it wasn't – what this was about, and even if it was, Jess didn't have to know about it.

"It helps me focus," Rey said with a shrug. "It's safe. I wouldn't do anything that wasn't."

I'm not stupid, she thought, but she kept that to herself. She didn't want to sound mean, and anyway, Jess didn't know her yet, and hadn't seen everything she was capable of surviving. She wiped the knife clean with a scrap of cloth and clicked it shut, moving mechanically, then pulled a bandage from the pouch at her belt and wrapped it twice around her leg, smoothing the chemically treated fabric out until she felt it set in place against her skin. See? she thought, meeting Jess's eyes. Nothing to worry about. No harm done.

"Why did you follow me?" she asked, not because she was angry or really wanted to know, but because Jess was looking at her like a gunner locked on to a target, and it was making her uncomfortable.

"You looked like there was something wrong back there," Jess said, and the softness in her voice didn't match the steel in her eyes. "Had me worried about you."

"Well, you don't need to be," Rey said. Jess's eyes fell on the knife like an accusation, and her mouth twitched with some emotion that looked almost like anger, but not quite.

"I don't like the thought of seeing you hurt yourself," she said.

Rey glared at her. "So don't watch."

Jess looked like she was planning to argue, then shook her head, looking almost tired, and said, "You're right. I'm being nosy." But she didn't leave, and all of a sudden, nosy or not, Rey was glad of that.

"Can I ask you a favor?" Jess said. "For me, I mean?"

"Sure." Asking didn't mean the favor was granted, after all.

"You feel like doing this again, talk to me first. Or someone else, if you want, but just... someone, alright? Talk to someone before you do it."

Rey didn't want to promise anything, so she didn't, just shrugged and let Jess believe whatever she chose to. But when Jess held out a hand to help her up, she let herself take it, and let herself be hefted to her feet and steadied by Jess's other hand clapping her on the shoulder and not letting go.

"Why does it bother you?" she asked. It wouldn't bother her, what anyone else did to keep themselves alert and alive when the night turned hollow. But this wasn't Jakku, and people did things differently here. They were so soft in some ways, even with all their losses and their reckless victories, but Rey couldn't bring herself to hate them for it. The most she could muster was envy and anger, and even that tended to falter beneath the weight of their uncalculated kindness.

"Because you're – you're a good person. Because I like you." Jess smiled, but it was a fragile smile, and when she brushed a strand of hair back behind Rey's ear, her eyes held the kind of brightness that spoke of wasted water. "Where I come from, someone cutting themselves up like that means they're unhappy."

Rey's throat felt thick, and sweat prickled on her palms; it wasn't true, but she didn't trust herself to deny it. She stepped back even as she fought the impulse to step closer, gripping Jess's wrists and pushing her gently away. Her leg hurt when she put her weight on it, and she leaned on that pain, let its familiarity ground her.

"Well, I'm from somewhere else," she muttered, after what she knew was too long and awkward a pause. "It's focus, like I said."

Jess didn't say anything in response, just stood there for a while like she was waiting for Rey to say anything else, but Rey didn't have anything else to say. Silence settled over them both, heavy and restless, until Jess finally broke and said, "You wanna head back to the party?"

Rey shook her head. She knew what she had to do, and the words and resolve both came more easily to her now.

"I want to see Finn. My friend. He's in recovery." Recovery. The word sounded flat and tinny, like a tune played on a breaking music box. She hoped it was true, but she couldn't manage to fully believe it.

"You want company?" Jess asked.

"Sure," Rey said, dismissive as only habit could make her, and then, more quietly, "Yes. I do."

"Then you've got it," Jess said. Just that, with no bargains or demands or hidden clauses. Rey sometimes wondered if the people here were even real, but the woman she was talking to certainly seemed solid enough, and even with the practice of a lifetime, it was hard not to want to trust her. Well, her instincts about people were usually good ones, and the General said there was a reason for that. Maybe it was time to take a chance.

"Hey, Jess?"

"Yeah?"

"I'll tell you," she said, quick enough not to let herself change her mind. "Force knows why you want to know, but I will."

"Thanks," Jess said. "I'll listen." She slipped an arm around Rey's waist, just like she had when they were dancing, and she was no less warm or real in the grass-scented night than she had been while bathed in light and surrounded by people. Rey leaned against her, breathing in her calm and her silence; they didn't say anything else, or need to, and Jess didn't pull away, and Rey didn't want her to. There would be time in the morning to figure out what that meant, and whether or not Rey was willing to trust it, but it wasn't morning yet, and some things were easier in darkness. She could worry about what happened next when it happened. For now, they walked to Medical together.

Phasma/Finn

[(Anonymous)]

Finn is in charge now and Phasma doesn't really mind at all.

+Dominant Finn
+Secretly Submissive Phasma(Even though she'd deny it up and down)

Re: Phasma/Finn

[(Anonymous)]

Omg, Seconded!

Kylo/Hux - male lactation fantasy

[(Anonymous)]

Hux knows it's weird, and it's sick, and it's the reason why he's kept his private thoughts to himself, thank you. But Kylo asked, and wheedled, and prodded, so he tells him with as much dignity as he can muster, which admittedly is not much. 'Yes, I fantasize about producing milk, yes, I'm aware it's not possible, and no, I have no idea where it came from - but here we are.'

Kylo wants to say 'What the fuck, dude?' But instead, a traitorous part of his mind answers for him: 'So what you're saying is, we talk about it, roleplay it, whatever - and the fucking is hotter.'

Hux blinks. He hadn't expected this. 'Yes.'


(You don't have to stick to this if you don't want to. Think of this as inspiration!)

FILL: Kylo/Hux - male lactation fantasy

[(Anonymous)]

[A/N: Well, Happy Valentine’s Day, dearest nonny. I had never even thought of this kink before today. I went the inspiration route, but I hope this covers everything in your prompt. Please enjoy!]

Leak

Kylo reaches down to pinch at Hux’s right nipple, impatient to make him flush all over, and there it is again—that nagging sensation coming from Hux’s mind. He makes a point of not entering Hux’s mind without permission, but he’s attuned enough to him that he sometimes… overhears things. He’s overheard this particular thing every time they’ve fucked in the last however many months since they fell into bed. It’s something to do with Hux’s chest, something he wants to happen, but… it’s not something Kylo can do to him. The frustration of not knowing what it is takes Kylo out of the moment.

Hux, already naked beneath him, presses a hand to his stomach. “Why have you stopped?”

“What are you thinking about?” Kylo asks. “What am I not doing?”

Hux’s eyes dart too quickly away from his. “Nothing. You’re doing—just keep touching me.”

Hux is normally a much better liar than that.

Kylo rolls Hux’s nipple between his fingers, pulling a little. Hux’s eyes flutter closed, and—and there it is again. “It’s your nipples. What am I not doing to your nipples?”

Hux grunts in frustration. “Ren, please, just ignore it.”

“That’s going to be a little difficult. You’re broadcasting.” Kylo settles his weight against Hux, grinding their hips together. Hux’s face twitches in arousal and annoyance.

“I could reach in there and take it out,” he threatens. “Or you can tell me like a man.”

Hux runs a hand through his sweaty hair. Kylo leans over him, his spine curving, coming close enough to kiss him. “Tell me,” he says.

Hux licks his lips and presses the side of his hand to his mouth, before saying something quiet and low that Kylo doesn’t hear. Hux makes eye contact, with effort, and repeats himself. “I’m thinking about lactating.”

There’s a very long, quiet moment, as Hux, still staring evenly at Kylo, begins to turn redder and Kylo tries to process this information.

He’s been after some kind of leverage born of their little affair for some time—as enjoyable as fucking Hux until he screams is, Kylo has ulterior motives for spending his rare downtime in his bed. But he’d been picturing a well fucked Hux drowsily disclosing something he could bring to Snoke, not… this.

But leverage is leverage, Kylo reasons: just because the weapon is unfamiliar to your hand doesn’t mean it’s not a weapon.

Kylo tilts his head. “Why would you be lactating?”

“Don’t patronize me.” Hux rolls his eyes. "I know it's impossible."

“You have to give birth to do it. Why would you have given birth? Would they have taken your baby away?”

“You asked me. I told you. Let’s drop it.”

“They would have.” Kylo nods. “Your baby would be with your family and you would be here on this ship, all alone.” Kylo gently squeezes Hux’s chest with both hands, imagining breasts. “Heavy with milk. Swollen with it, bursting with it.”

Hux swallows and grimaces, but Kylo can feel his cock pulse where it’s trapped between their bodies. “The pressure would be terrible. You’d have to sit through meetings and training drills while your tits ache.” He thumbs Hux’s right nipple slowly, rubbing in circles. “And you’d leak.”

Hux makes a choking noise. His face has gone so red it looks like he’s been hanging upside down. Kylo grinds against him, eliciting a whine. “It could happen anywhere. You could be meeting… you could meeting with Snoke and you’d feel it soak through your shirt. Start to drip down your chest.”

Kylo ducks down to lick a stripe up Hux’s ribs, tweaking his left nipple at the same time. Hux bites down so hard on his lower lip that it briefly becomes the one part of his face that isn’t red. His eyes are clenched shut. “All that milk wasted, without someone to give suck, weighing you down. It’d drive you mad until you finally broke down and begged someone, anyone, to milk you, like an animal…”

Kylo fixes his lips around Hux’s right nipple, tonguing it before he sucks, gently. He watches Hux cover his face with his hands and make a gasping, desperate noise. He’s rubbing himself against Kylo’s cock, still trapped in his leggings, as much as he can. The now constant sound of Hux’s panting is only occasionally interrupted by Hux swallowing thickly. He’s somewhere totally else.

The idea of Hux lactating doesn’t do much for Kylo, but seeing Hux caught like this, trapped between his shame and his arousal, goes straight to his cock, which is still in his leggings. He’s seen Hux in a lot of positions, but he’s never seen him embarrassed. His entire body is flushed red and his cock is leaking all over his stomach.

Kylo scrapes his teeth against the nipple in his mouth, and Hux makes a choked, whining noise. He twists Hux’s other nipple with his fingers, pulling at it a little.

Hux says something incomprehensible, hidden behind his hands, and Kylo pulls off Hux’s left nipple to say, “What?”

Hux parts his hands just enough to reveal his mouth. He does not uncover his eyes. “Harder, pull harder,” he whispers, not to be quiet, but because he can’t speak any louder. His voice is shaking, trembling. His entire body is taut and tense, as if he’s been strung too tightly. Suddenly, Kylo is impatient for the moment when he snaps.

He twists Hux’s oversensitive left nipple hard, and Hux’s back arches off the thin mattress so vehemently he almost unseats Kylo. Kylo grunts at the friction on his cock, and pauses for a moment, waiting for his head to clear so he can focus on Hux beneath him. He leans over to take Hux’s right nipple into his mouth again, but trails his left hand down to take Hux’s cock in hand.

Hux makes a sound between a hiss and a sob, bucking into Kylo’s hand. He looks so wrecked, Kylo thinks. Kylo grinds his hips against Hux for a little relief. He’s sucked so hard on Hux’s nipple that it’s actually swelling from the overstimulation.

He presses the slick palm of his free hand against Hux’s other nipple, grinding furiously against him, and Hux comes, sobbing. He curls upwards, towards Kylo, as he stripes his own stomach with come, only relaxing once completely drained.

Kylo sits up and shoves a hand down his leggings, pulling out his cock. The sight of Hux so undone by his own hand is enough that it barely takes him three strokes before he comes, without fanfare, onto Hux’s stomach. He braces his hands on the bed, bracketing Hux's face, hidden by his hands.

Slowly, Hux removes his hands from his face, resting them on his chest. He stares up at Kylo, and the look of Hux shocked, awed, and satisfied into silence is something Kylo will treasure.

And repeat.

FinnxPoe- P&P AU

[(Anonymous)]

I had a startling moment the other day when I realized that in EVERY P&P AU, Poe and Finn can only ever really be Bingley and Jane respectively, because of their instant HEART EYES at each other. And I would kind of love an AU from that perspective, because let's be real, I've always wanted to see P&P from Bingley and Jane's POVS too. So I want the instant heart eyes, and the shameless, adorable flirting, and then Poe probably has the WINGMAN FROM HELL (I say make it Jess or Ben as his Darcy/Caroline figures...because LOL If Ben is Caroline Bingley), who spends the story convincing him Finn AIN'T FEELING IT, and Poe being sad mopey panda when they eventually leave Finn and his crazy sister (I mean, REY DUH), behind.

Meanwhile, Precious Finn is all question marks and broken hearts because Poe is suddenly gone, and Rey is like "SCREW THAT BASTARD, I'll wear his intestines for a hat" or something appropriately enraged. Then she'll do her thing, and I guess Jess will do HER thing, and then Poe will come knocking on Finn's door hat in hand and RECOMMENCE HEART EYES.

(I'm an idiot.)

Re: FinnxPoe- P&P AU

[(Anonymous)]

Oh my goooooooood, yes, +1.

Han/Poe - surprising truth (tw: incest?)

[(Anonymous)]

Han had sex with Poe (can be consensual, dub-con or non-con)..only to find out later that Poe is really his biological son after all.

Re: Han/Poe - surprising truth (tw: incest?)

[(Anonymous)]

this is the quality content we need, good golly!!!!

Rey/Finn/Poe marathon sex

[(Anonymous)]

I just love the idea of our favorite heroes being able to take a day and spend it locked in their quarters/the falcon/wherever the author so chooses and spend it naked, sweaty, and wrapped up in each other.

Kylo/Snoke, fingering

[(Anonymous)]

Snoke fingering Kylo while he whispers fucked up brainwashy stuff to him.

+ Kylo cries
++ Kylo begs him to make him cum

Re: Kylo/Snoke, fingering

[(Anonymous)]

My kink from here to pluto +1

Gen, ATLA Crossover

[(Anonymous)]

so a few days ago i saw a post explaining why, from a narrative perspective finn parallels zuko while kylo parallels azula. someone please give me this crossover. a few others i was thinking were

Rey as Aang
Poe as Sokka
Jessika as Katara
Phasma as Toph would be hilarious
Hux as Mai or Ty Lee
Snoke as Ozai
Luke as Iroh

Hux/Kylo + background Hux/Other

[(Anonymous)]

Emperor Hux takes a wife because he needs to secure his dynasty and produce heirs. The relationship is purely a business deal and he has no feelings for the woman whatsoever but Kylo feels insecure because she's very beautiful and can give Hux something he can't. Hux has to reassure him... and ok yes this is just another thinly veiled Kylo Ren praise kink prompt. I just need Hux snuggling his boy and telling him not to worry and he's still his favourite.

Valentine's Day Rey/Finn

[(Anonymous)]

Finn buying and making Rey valentine's day gifts while Rey is completely oblivious. Such as Finn using BB-8 to deliver anonymous gifts to Rey and yet she still doesn't really understand Valentine's Day and it's meaning and in the end she eventually finds out and they have their first smooch.

Snoke/Kylo, Kylux - Slave AU, dub-con

[(Anonymous)]

Force users are kept as slaves and Kylo belongs to Snoke. Snoke is very pleased with the work of General Hux so decides to lend him Kylo for a while as a reward. Hux is very taken with him and enjoys his 'services' fully. When the time comes for Kylo to return to Snoke, Hux isn't sure he wants to let him go...

Re: Snoke/Kylo, Kylux - Slave AU, dub-con

[(Anonymous)]

Protective Hux, whoo \o/ +1

Leia and Ben - A Mother's Love

[(Anonymous)]

When it comes down to it, she'll do whatever it takes to save Ben, the fate of the galaxy be damned. Basically I just want a ruthless Leia who is willing to sacrifice the greater good if it means saving her baby from Snoke. Bonus points for parallels with Anakin and how he torn the galaxy apart in his efforts to save Padmé.

Re: Leia and Ben - A Mother's Love

[(Anonymous)]

+1

Ben/Everyone - Spanking

[(Anonymous)]

Ben returns to the light and joins the Resistance. They are willing to give him a chance but they aren't going to make it easy on him either. Leia gives everyone permission to spank the crap out of him if he steps out of line which he does... a lot. Bonus points for tears and everyone enjoying taking out their frustrations on Ben's ass just a little more than they should because he's awfully pretty when he cries.

Re: Ben/Everyone - Spanking

[(Anonymous)]

Seconded so hard!!!!!

Finn/Poe - established relationship - Omega Poe, knotting sex toy

[(Anonymous)]

Finn and Poe are together and very happy. However in Poe's near-human species, he is an omega and goes into heat and normal sex doesn't relieve Poe from the stress of a heat, only knotting during sex will do that. As a plain human, Finn does not have a knot.

No worries! There are sex toys they can use to achieve this end.

Possibility of them experimenting with the toys before Poe goes into heat, having fun with them and getting used to them so its easier for both of them during an actual heat.

Maybe Finn's curious and wants to see what it feels like himself. Whether he goes through with the knot inflating all the way and if he enjoys the sensation is completely up to you.

And maybe getting Poe going through an actual heat with Finn for the first time and Finn seeing how absolutely blissed out Poe gets when knotted during a heat.

Please no angst that Finn can't biologically give Poe what he needs, happy fun sexy times for them both please!

Re: Finn/Poe - established relationship - Omega Poe, knotting sex toy

[(Anonymous)]

i need this. seconded.

Finn/Poe chubby!poe

[(Anonymous)]

ok so stormtroopers obviously have to be incredibly physically fit and everything. even after finn left the first order he kept his training schedule (at first only easy stuff so he doesn't aggravate his wounds, but later on he does some intense workout) and obviously poe is all over that (he has a huge thing for muscles ofc) while he himself is more on the chubby side (think oscar in inside llewyn davis)
he's not exactly self-conscious about it, but he doesn't consider it a big deal, nuuut to everyone's (nobody's) surprise finn turns out to like poe's little tummy. very much.
Bonus: if maybe finn's tummy!kink comes from him associating it with softness and kindness, something which the first order didn't tolerate. also if you want them to do the do, i would prefer bottom!poe :)

Re: Finn/Poe chubby!poe

[(Anonymous)]

Oh yes I like this, seconded!

Kylo/Hux: bloodline eradication (tw incest unknowing->knowing)

[(Anonymous)]

After killing his own father doesn't work to silence the call of the Light, Kylo Ren goes on a Snoke-approved hunting mission to trace and kill every one of Han Solo's offspring. There turn out to be a hell of a lot of them, spread all over the galaxy. Which is fine, Kylo views it as an unholy quest to burn the Light out of himself. Snoke most heartily approves.

Hux finds this quest thing insufferably annoying, particularly as it keeps Kylo away for days or weeks and holo-chats are really no replacement for being together fucking. Hux insists to himself the fucking is what he misses, not Kylo Ren, not the way they murmur in bed about a future.... Not that. Just the fucking. With Snoke having given approval though, Hux has no choice about supporting Kylo's quest, and Kylo is determined to do anything to shut up the call of the Light'.

That is, until Kylo finds out that Hux has a little secret in his family tree even Hux doesn't know, one that makes the two of them half-brothers, and puts Hux right at the top of the kill list.


Bonus 1: Snoke knew about Hux and said nothing. He wants Kylo to kill his lover because love makes him weak.
Bonus 2: Kylo and Hux find that knowing they are half-brothers makes having sex far more intense.

Re: Kylo/Hux: bloodline eradication (tw incest unknowing->knowing)

[(Anonymous)]

wow +1

Finn/Any, Soulmates kinda?

[(Anonymous)]

Soulmate au where the force kinda just chooses the person/people your meant to be with.
I'm not picky with the particulars of how it works or really who Finn ends up with i just want him to have an awesome, force-chosen soulmate.

Pretty please witg sugar on top?

(I WILL BARE YOUR CHILDREN)

Re: Finn/Any, Soulmates kinda?

[(Anonymous)]

Bear=to carry, gestate and give birth to
Bare=to make naked.

Poe & Rey (and/or JediStormPilot): friendship & competence

[(Anonymous)]

I'd love to see some bonding between Poe and Rey.

How about if the two of them get stranded in some junkyard somewhere (either they crashed, or they just found themselves there while running from the Order, or something). Poe can fly anything, but he needs something to actually fly. We know from "Before the Awakening" that Rey is really good at fixing things. Let's have her cobble together (with his assistance) the most messed-up-looking, scariest piece of junk in the galaxy, but somehow it's space-worthy and he's able to fly them back to the Resistance.

(I guess we need a reason why she can't fly them. Maybe she burns her hands during the course of the adventure, or she's only able to find parts that she has no experience using. Up to you!)

Anyway, they spend a lot of time admiring each other's skills and becoming good friends.

Bonus if Finn is somehow involved, either back at Resistance HQ, trying to contact them and going out of his mind with worry, or with them but maybe too injured to help. OP ~loves JediStormPilot, but is happy with gen. *g*

Re: Poe & Rey (and/or JediStormPilot): friendship & competence

[(Anonymous)]

Yass seconded! In the movie Rey says that she's never left Jakku before when she pilots the Falcon, so I guess it's not outside the realm of believability that if she's fashioned together something shoddy she might want the more experienced pilot to fly it!

The secret life of Phasma

[(Anonymous)]

Phasma has a secret life. She disappears during her permitted leave times, and no one knows where she goes. There is of course a lot of speculation, but none of it gets close to the truth.

Phasma (out of her armour and under another name of course) is one of the most popular 'torch song' lounge singers in the galaxy, and no one has made the connection between her delightful surprise live appearances on random planets and the location of whichever ship she's serving aboard. Yet.

Kylo Ren/Other, Kylo has a secret family that is not so secret

[(Anonymous)]

No one knows it, but Kylo has a wife/husband (whoever you prefer) and a kid. He's hiding them from both the First Order and the Resistance, and will do everything to protect them. He loves them and would die for them.
But what he does not know, is that his spouse is in fact Snoke's most trusted agent, and everything was set up by the Leader. The spouse's role is to keep Kylo in line, and in case he ever wants to return to the Light, they have to stop him. By any means possible.
One day, Kylo finds out.
It's up to you whether the spouse was fooling Kylo for all those years, or actually fell for him and decided to stay with him. And whether Kylo forgives them or not.
Those feels, give 'em to me.

Re: Kylo Ren/Other, Kylo has a secret family that is not so secret

[(Anonymous)]

These types of stories hit me so hard in the feelings. To be betrayed by someone who you felt that you could trust implicitly and explicitly is just crushing.

I love it. +1

Pre-slash with Poe/Finn non-con: Fuck or die scenario with angst (TW TW TW)

[(Anonymous)]

Poe and Finn are captured. Their captors demand they fuck each other, or they will be raped, tortured and killed. While Finn and Poe both harbour a secret attraction for the other, both would rather die than do this to the other person, but will do anything to save the other's life.

Their captors then demand roles: aggressor and victim. The victim volunteers quickly to spare the other, and the other is left to become the aggressor. Both hate the idea, but both are trying to save the other's life. Their captors demand they fulfill their assigned roles fully. Things get very ugly, and very much worse, even life-threatening. Anytime either tries to stop and pull away, they are forced back together by the thought that the other person cannot be allowed to die.

Finally they are freed, but wish they'd chosen death. Months of physical/emotional recovery with each being certain the other will never forgive them, strong suicidal impulses, flashbacks, everything. No one is left whole afterward.

Somehow, some healing eventually happens involving the bond of care and love between them that's been there since before all this, even though they never admitted it, and a Finn/Poe ending with the potential for deep long term happiness together happens.



TLDR: Fuck-or-die scenario with pain, misery, horror, angst and a long agonizing recovery ending with tentatively loving schmoop.

Re: Pre-slash with Poe/Finn non-con: Fuck or die scenario with angst (TW TW TW)

[(Anonymous)]

YES. I WANT THE AGONY.