Entry tags:

prompt post

PROMPT POST #4

This post is closed to new prompts!

rules | ask a mod | fills post | discussion/off-topic post | flat view | ao3 collection | delicious account

prompt post one
prompt post two
prompt post three

+ 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.
+ don't hijack other people's prompts.
+ 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
+ PLAY NICE

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

God DAMN this is the hottest conspiracy ever.

Bahahahahah what an image

Kyro Rey is a ferocious Sith, power over the force as strong as a desert storm.
General Poe Dameron is the First Order's best pilot and one of the most ruthless tacticians.
Captain "Finalizer" Finn is the Stormtrooper in shining armour.

Ben Organa-Solo is just leaning what it means to be a Jedi, and with his grandfather's lightsaber he goes with the Resistance to face the First Order.
Brendol Hux II is a Resistiance pilot with a great respect for bigass guns.
PS-2187 or Phasma was a Stromtrooper, but now she strands on what she feels to be the right side.

Just looking for a few snippets from their reversed universe!!

+ all my love if they all end up in their little poly groups together, but on opposite sides
+ both of my kidneys if kinky darkside sex?? fluffy lightside cuddlepiles???

*stands

HNGGGGG wow. Hotdamn

Uuugh the spelling lessons just hit me right in the feels.

Hi! Threesomes involving a girl and two guys are my jam. I’d like that threesome to feature an established Kylux relationship - with a girl of your choice newly added to the mix. If you can’t stomach the thought of Rey with those two (which is perfectly understandable), maybe one of the girls in the background will do (or just flat out make up an OC)? Maybe she stumbled over evidence that Hux and Ren are having a thing? Maybe she just gossiped, or wrote naughty fanfic? Whatever you can think up.
Bonus points if she’s freaked out at first (wouldn’t you be?) but gets into the swing of things later.
More bonus points, if Ren and Hux keep bickering in bed, but *at* her, not over her head.
Something to the effect of, “Don’t trust those soulful black eyes, my dear, he’s a bit of a beast. Fucks like a demon.”
“That’s not my only setting, don’t worry. Just happens to be his favourite one.”
Mood: humorous. Laughter in bed is one of my favourite things. But that's not a reason to hold the kinks, just no scat or watersports please.

perfect!!!!!!

This is beautiful! It is so like a fairy tale. I'm kind of late to the party even though I had this prompt bookmarked, but I'm fully invested now.

2. Regimes that acquiesce to disorder
3. Dogs
4. The loathsome Resistance
5. Knights of Ren who think they're SO great but actually they aren't
6. Letting personal interests interfere with orders from the Supreme Leader
7. Long walks on the beach
8. Rebel scum
9. Poorly completed paperwork
10. Not being Emperor of the Galaxy.

Sorry - there should be (Kylo Ren/Any F/Hux) in the header. Mods, please feel free to change, or delete so I can resubmit in proper form.

“Don’t trust those soulful black eyes, my dear, he’s a bit of a beast. Fucks like a demon.”

HEADCANON ACCEPTED.

Also, I'm going to camp here for a bit. +1

Suddenly I see Hux keeping a Secret Diary, a la the Very Secret Diary of Legolas. "Still not the Emperor. :("

Luek is a fukkin poser prep!

A++ anon!

OTHER SPACEFEED ARTICLES YOU MIGHT ENJOY:

What Your Helmet Says About You

This 19-Year-Old Scavenger Girl Overpowered A Trooper With This One Weird Trick

"I Got Shredded In 2 Weeks" Knight Reveals The Secret Behind His Totally Legit 8-Pack. Medic Droids Hate Him!

17 Holo-Gifs That Broke The Galaxy (#3 WILL SHOCK YOU!)

Younglings React To: Keeping Up With The Hutts Season VII Finale

25 Insanely Cool Palpatine Facts You Didn't Know Because The False Republic Wants To Keep You Ignorant, Weak _[SPONSORED]

Yes, noted, but the real question is does he shit coffee beans that sell for $500 a pound?

“You know, we really do need to get you back at some point,” said Kylo, a hand drifting through Brendol’s hair as the prince rested on his chest.

“You’ve been saying that for weeks,” murmured Brendol.

“I know. I just feel like it’s worth saying. The Empire will fall apart without you.”

“I don’t care. Grandfather never made it secret that he didn’t want me as his heir, and my father’s still trying to get his respect so he’s even less subtle about how I’m going to be a disappointment as Emperor.”

Kylo didn’t say anything for a long time, surprised by how much about himself Brendol had suddenly divulged. He hated talking about himself, and to suddenly let loose what was comparatively a monologue was surprising. “You don’t get that impression from the holos,” he finally said. “I don’t get along with my family either.”

“Your problems are a lot simpler than mine. You’re just sleeping with the enemy of your birth system, that’s all.”

“And that I use the Dark Side. It’s an old concept, the Gray Jedi, and I held more with them than I do the Lightside Jedi.”

Brendol buried himself into Kylo’s chest even further, and muttered against his skin, “If I were force sensitive, I’d have to use the Dark Side. Grandfather wouldn’t allow me to ever use the Light.”

“Is…is that why your family thinks you’re a disappointment? Because you’re not Force Sensitive?” Brendol’s nod was small, he barely registered that he had done it at all. “The Force is useful, I use it a lot when I’m in a tricky spot in a job, but not that interesting, really. It’s like...like a tool. You have a toolbox, and you have the Light and you have the Dark. And you also have your wits, your skills, and everything else. You don’t have to use the Force to do something extraordinary.” He took a deep breath and said, “You know, Kylo isn’t my real name?”

Brendol looked up at him then, clearly confused of where this was going. “No, I didn’t.”

“I’m Ben Organa-Solo. Now you know why I get so cagey when we go into Republic space. Kylo’s separate from my family’s achievements, lets me do things on my own terms. But my father, he made the Kessel run in twelve parsecs.” There was no understanding of what that meant on Brendol’s face, and it made Kylo grin. “The Kessel mines? Smugglers ride the rim of their sphere of power next to the Empire’s. Most smugglers go at fifteen parsecs, it’s safer and less likely to get them caught. But it’s slow as anything. My dad, he ran it closer to the mines than anyone else.”

“You know I don’t condone at least half of your job.”

“What, because I take jobs against your Empire as much as the Republic? Look, the point is, my dad did something no one has ever done before, or since, and do you know his Force Sensitivity?” Brendol remained silent, but Kylo could nearly hear the words of his thoughts. As it was, he got the idea from the emotions bleeding out of him. His father and grandfather had drilled it into him that he must have had at least some latent abilities to do anything impressive. “He doesn’t have any sensitivity whatsoever. Not even in the ability to resist it. You can use any trick on him at all and he won’t realize. He’s that insensitive to it.”

“Have you used a Force trick on your father?”

“No, and if I have my way I never will because I’ll never see him again. Bren, you’re the smartest person I know. I don’t have any great political leanings one way or another, but I can tell you’ll be a great Emperor. If you ever go back.”

“If my family wants me, they can find me. Grandfather’s the strongest man in the Force, he could seek me out.”

“Well, maybe.”

“Are you saying my Grandfather–”

“There’s a reason I keep saying I should take you back someday. People, even with the Force, have a hard time finding me. My grandfather, he used to tell me and my cousin stories from Tatooine, and my uncle would join in. Lots of trickster stories and the slaying of the Masters. But then he’d always tell this story about Shmi, his mother. How she went to the desert and how the desert spoke to her. My grandfather was conceived by the Force itself, and that’s not really gone away in the family. If I don’t want to be found, people can’t find me.”

“That must be useful in your line of work.”

“Very much so, yeah. So, if your grandfather’s looking for you, he can probably tell you’re alive but not much beyond that. That’s why I keep saying I should probably take you back.”

Brendol didn’t move for a long time, and Kylo could feel the edges of Brendol’s turmoil. He hadn’t accepted to go back because he had been hoping with some small part of him that his family would come looking for him. He hadn’t wanted to go back because he didn’t feel worthy of his title and had wanted, a little bit, to be proven wrong. And not he didn’t want to go back because of some attachment to Kylo.

The palace was boring, filled with lessons of how to run the Empire and the same lecture over dinner every night from either his father or grandfather when the Emperor dined with his family of how much of a disappointment it was that Brendol didn’t have any sensitivity and that his mother should have passed before being able to produce a Force sensitive heir. The only respite was when they went to the summer palace on the lake and he could go to the pavilion there and escape for one small moment.

When he had been kidnapped at first, it had been terrifying, listening to the death gang talk about ransoms and how if the Imperial Family didn’t fold how the Crown Prince would be treated. The cruel laughter as they debated cutting off toes or filming a holoporn starring the Prince himself, it had been the single worst moment of Brendol’s life. And then an alarm sounded and the ship was hit, sending the gang into a panic. And then there was Kylo, groaning to see Brendol in the cargo hold wearing only the bedclothes he had worn when he had been kidnapped and saying, “Seriously? I hit a death gang and all they’ve got is a skinny kid?”

Going with Kylo had been at once exhilarating and terrifying, but in a better way. There was no threat of being hurt to squeeze money from his dispassionate family, it was just adventure after adventure, punctuated by long nights for tumbling in the sheets. Brendol had never been without a chaperone, even in that moment where they had been thinking of a marriage for him, and had only ever fired anything more than a blaster and only ever at a target. He hadn’t even been allowed to engage in anything remotely close to a duel.

Duels had been the most dangerous thing Brendol had thought he could be a part of. To stand at ten paces and to fire upon the opponent before they could fire at you, that had been the extent of his imagination of danger. And now Kylo swore in trilling Shyriiwook whenever they ran into pirates or another branch of the death gang, trying to steal Brendol back and shouting at him to take the cannons. Brendol had passed tool after tool to Kylo as he hung upside down fixing some small piece of machinery that would supposedly get them killed if it wasn’t fixed immediately, had taken the helm himself a few times, had taken one of Kylo’s blasters to hold off those who actually managed to board the ship until Kylo could disconnect them and get away to safety.

Life with Kylo was so much more exciting than back at the palace. There, he was a disappointment heir who they prayed would produce a Force Sensitive child himself, so he could be forgotten. To be told to both be forgotten and to make a mark on history, to be told he was the next Emperor and in the same breath told he needed to make sure his successor was more suited to be Emperor, that was far worse than just being told by an irate Kylo, “Oh of course the Emperor needs all the covers, do forgive me for trying to have a corner of the blanket, your Imperial highness.”

“I don’t want to go back,” said Brendol. “I like it better here.”

“Okay, but I like my head attached to my neck, is there a way to make entirely certain I can keep it that way?”

Brendol shrugged. “I don’t know. But I know the fact that I’ve been sleeping with you isn’t going to do me any favors either.”

“Great. So we’re risking both our necks doing this.”

“Aren’t you the one who always shoots down my suggestions by saying ‘what’s life without a little risk?’”

Kylo shifted then, until he was propped up over Brendol, straddling his hips and hands intertwining with his and drawing them high above Brendol’s head. He pressed a kiss to Brendol’s lips, a familiar prelude to their usual bedsport. “I take it you’re alright with running a deal of spice into deep Imperial space, then. There’s a buyer in the Imperial Capital who’s offering top credit.”

“Not on your life, Ben.” But he pressed himself against Kylo best he could, skin against skin still a little sticky from their previous bout of sex. Twenty five years of nothing and now he could have it almost as often as he wanted it, who could blame him for being a little eager?

my main question is, why aren't more james bond/mission impossible movies this exact plot

CLICKBAIT

Now really someone should investigate if the Resistance is using these articles to infiltrate a virus into the First Order.

The medical bay on the Finalizer looked like the aftermath of a battle. The doctors and nurses were covered in blood, and it was splattered everywhere, even moreso than the tiny room Ben had been imprisoned in. The man in question was unconscious again, and hooked up to several medical droids and an oxygen tank, a mask covering his nose and mouth. Even with all of the equipment keeping him alive, it was clear he was fading fast.

Doctor Arkkriss stood to greet Hux, her previously blue scrubs now bright red and dark brown. “General Hux,” she stated.

“Doctor,” Hux responded.

“As you can see, we’re doing everything we can to keep him alive, but it doesn’t seem to be helping,” she explained. “His system is rejecting the drugs we’ve been using to treat the infection- in fact, we think that is what triggered the hemorrhage. The red droid is a blood-replenishing unit, but even with us supplying it with the raw materials it needs to manufacture new blood, it cannot keep up with the demand. The gray and black droid is an aspirator- it suctions the blood out from the patient’s lungs, but we have to empty its collection tray at least once an hour. The third droid is providing medicine, but we’ve disconnected that one temporarily until we can be sure that wasn’t what caused the hemorrhage.”

Hux nodded. “And you’re sure that’s what caused it?”

“I think so,” the doctor replied. “Although to be honest with you, it could have been anything. As I mentioned before, we’ve never seen anything like this, not even in the educational holos from medical school.” She paused, looking thoughtful. “Right before the hemorrhage began, however, he tried to say something. Nobody caught what it was- it was probably nothing, or he was trying to warn us that it was coming.”

“I see,” Hux said, looking dispassionately at the unconscious man. How horrifying would it be to know you were about to start bleeding out from the mouth and nose? He shuddered, not wanting to imagine it. Such unpleasantness was best left unexamined.

“What do you want us to do?” the doctor asked. “Really, it might be kinder to disconnect him from the droids and let him die. He’s been asking us to do that since you brought him here.”

Hux replied immediately. “No. Do whatever you can to keep him alive. I still have questions for him.”

“Sir,” the woman inclined her head, not voicing her thoughts. If you really had questions for him, why didn’t you come here while he was awake and alive? It really was counter-intuitive, but then again, who was she to question the motives and tactics of a general of the First Order? For years it had been her duty to serve first the Galactic Empire without questioning the orders of her superiors, and after that regime had fallen, she had gone to the First Order with the other survivors. In her line of work, she had seen a lot, and dealt with a lot. She’d seen the aftermath of torture and rape, serious illness, suicides, and she’d treated survivors from the Death Star. In all her years of medical treatment, she’d never seen anything as brutal as what had been done to the man the general had brought in for treatment. By all rights, the man shouldn’t even be alive, but he’d held on this long, despite his clearly stated desire to die.

But Doctor Arkkriss also wasn’t stupid enough to ignore a direct order to keep treating the man, even if she thought it was futile. After spending so long in her line of work, the doctor well understood the inevitability of death. Everyone eventually dies, but she was also in no hurry to speed up her own death through being executed for treason.

LMAO. Keeping Up With The Hutts

I'd watch it.

Waaaah, yes!!!

Absolutely yes!

Oh god, no! But very much yes!

I am so laughing right now 😂

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Page 121 of 235

PROMPT POST #4

This post is closed to new prompts!

Re: fill: missionary impossible

no subject

jedistormpilot and first order ot3 - Ultimate Alignment Reversal

Re: SPELLCHECK WHY HAVE YOU BETRAYED ME

Re: fill: missionary impossible

Re: [Fill] Kylo/Mitaka (PART 3/EPILOGUE)

M/F/M First Order Sandwich

Re: fill: missionary impossible

Re: FILL 4/? - The Wyrm of the Woods

no subject

I done fucked up

Re: M/F/M First Order Sandwich

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

[minifill] A Moment Between Jobs

Re: fill: missionary impossible

no subject

Re: FILL: Ghost in the Machine [8/?]

no subject

Re: Finn/Poe - Fairy Tales AU

Re: Finn/Poe - Hung Finn scares Poe

Re: Finn/Rey, Finn falls to the dark side

Re: Rey+Poe - Shit-Talking Kylo Ren