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OP here, hand :) sorry

I want to see something that has Poe captured by Snoke and the Knights. Maybe while Kylo is trying to get away from Snoke and the KoR. Or maybe while he recovers from the fight. Mostly, I want Poe to be captured, and it discovered that he has the faintest Force ability, hidden within. It comes out when he flies.

I want the knights or Snoke to personally break him. To remake him into a KoR or at least a toy for the KoR. Maybe as incentive for Kylo to lead once again. Especially if there was some history with Poe and Ben in the past.

Mostly, I want to see what Poe would be like, broken, brainwashed, rebuilt and turned. Make him one of them. Let him face his old friends. See if they, or even Ren, can save him!

I'm fond of Poe/Ben|Ren or Poe/Finn, but any or all ships will do!

+if it's a violent breaking and rebuilding
++if you give me more on the KoR and make them all (or some of them) real thought out characters.

I love this!

Finn gets fn2187 carved into his skin over and over while Poe is forced to watch.

Agreed. I'm wondering if OP meant social anxiety and got confused. I mean, some self-defined nerds do have social anxiety and awkwardness, but it doesn't necessarily go hand-in-hand...

...How. HOW? How did you turn a cracky Space Soup AU into this exciting, dramatic, romantic, still cracky af, anti-heroic epic? I'm fucking losing my mind over these amazing murder hermits and their sweeping galaxy-saving responsibility-avoiding soupy madness. And the whole thing with Rey?! JFC I LOVE THIS AU.

SPACE SOUP AU IS THE BEST AU

FYI: it looks like your autocorrect changed droid/droids to druid/druids -- but everyone's tripping on space soup so maybe there ARE druids hanging around.

Filler here: holy shit so many spelling mistakes again after AO3 check. My apologies Requester OP.

Thank you so much for reading and commenting. And thank you for powering through my spelling mistakes and poor grammar.

And hermit shroom grower Kylo really is a romantic at heart. All those stories his father had once told him about a dashing smuggler and a brave princess really stuck with him.

And yeah, caught that one after posting to AO3. Darn it autocorrect! I make enough mistakes myself without your helping hand!

Hux knows he's meant for greatness, but he doesn't really want it.

Kylo Ren meets a five-year old Hux, either via accidental time-travel, a misfiring de-aging device, or Force Shenanigans.

Ren, if he'd ever stopped to think about it, would have thought that kid!Hux was a spoiled arrogant brat who thought that galaxy belonged to him by right.

...instead, he meets Bren. Who is five years old, tiny, stick-thin, malnourished, with half-healed lash marks across his back, and absolutely terrified of him.

+ kid!Hux is nicknamed 'Dolly'. He hates it, but no one will stop calling him that.
+ Bren's mother is the abusive parent. His father is simply never there.
+ There are any number of parallels between Hux's and Kylo's childhoods, except Hux experiences the negative versions of each.

second!!!

I loved this prompt so much I had to fill it. Brief warning for some dub-con and inappropriate force usage.

“On this day, the Resistance has given us their complete surrender,” Hux said, his voice echoing over the entire navy’s comms. “Upon the cessation of Resistance hostilities, their illegitimate government will be tried and executed for war crimes against the First Order. Our glorious victory is complete, and we shall begin a new era of peace, order, and prosperity.”

Hux had dreamed of this day. The Republic was shattered, and he would build his empire on the remnants of its union. Hux sank onto his throne, keying Ren’s comm. Leader Snoke had been wise in his strategy, for without Kylo Ren, Hux would have been unable to conquer the Jedi and crush the Resistance. Ren would be rewarded, handsomely.

“Lord Ren, I request an audience with you on the private command deck,” Hux said.

“Acknowledged,” Ren replied. Hux didn’t have to wait long before the blast doors slid open and Ren strode through. He stood in front of Hux’s throne, declining to kneel. The insubordinance irked Hux on a surface level, but a deeper part of him admired Ren’s disregard for regulations. He had plenty of time to instill proper etiquette in Ren.

“What is so urgent that you have interrupted my debriefing of our field officers?” Ren said.

“If you would use our standard debriefing procedures, it would go faster for you,” Hux said. He’d watched Ren’s debriefings, watched as Ren rifled through the minds of his officers, ripping out what he wanted to know. Leader Snoke encouraged it, asserting that it would strengthen Ren’s abilities. Hux stepped down from his throne.

“We have won a great victory, Ren. I wish to celebrate.”

“Will you blow up a planet to mark the occasion?” Ren asked. “They are all yours now, should you wish to do so.”

“Do not mock me,” Hux snapped. He stepped into Ren’s space, looking into the dark pits of his visor. “I wished to cement our alliance,” he said. This close, he could feel the heat of Ren’s body. He rested a hand on Ren’s chest and leaned in to murmur in his ear. “We will rule together.”

Ren pulled in a breath and Hux felt him shudder before forcing himself still.

“You would share your throne?” Ren asked, his voice a bare rumble. Hux barked a laugh.

“Of course not. You will be an extension of my power, a weapon for me to deploy as I see fit.”

“I am not one of your lackeys, Hux. My orders come from Leader Snoke only,” he said.

“Irrelevant,” Hux said, waving a hand. He reached up to the hidden releases on Ren’s helmet, thumbing them open and lifting the helmet away. He let it fall to the deck, watching Ren’s mouth twitch in annoyance at the careless handling. “Now. Let’s celebrate our victory.” He slid his fingers into Ren’s hair and kissed him until the tension bled out of his body and he brought his hands up to rest on Hux’s waist.

They undressed each other, uniforms falling away until they stood naked. Hux dragged his fingers down Ren’s side, watching the muscles along his ribs flex under his touch, his nails leaving red lines. He stopped at the faded scar above his hip, pushing his fingers into it until Ren flinched, hissing against Hux’s earlobe.

Hux closed his fingers around Ren’s half-hard cock and stroked until Ren was grinding subtly against his hip. Ren kissed along his jaw, down his neck, until he found the place behind his jaw that made Hux shiver. He closed his teeth over it, pinching hard and then swiping over it with his tongue. Hux held him there, fingers tangled in his long hair.

“Sit on the throne,” he ordered. Ren pulled away and Hux pushed at his chest until he complied, sinking onto the glossy black command chair. He slouched, nearly sprawled out of the chair, thighs spread to give Hux an unobstructed view of his standing cock. He met Hux’s gaze, his dark eyes half-lidded and glittering with arousal as he stroked himself. Hux stood between his knees, looking down at him.

Ren took Hux’s crown from its place on the arm of his throne. “Put it on,” Ren said, dangling the dark, slim band from one finger. The black jewels glittered, washed in the dim red lighting. Hux rolled his eyes.

“It’s purely ceremonial.” Hux always felt slightly ridiculous when he wore it, though not as ridiculous as he would argue that Ren’s helmet looked.

“Is this not a ceremony for our victory?” Ren asked, yanking Hux down by the wrist with bruising force. Hux straddled his lap, thighs spread over Ren’s knees. Hux snatched the crown from Ren, settling it carefully over his hair. The band was cold against his forehead. Ren’s lips twitched up in the barest show of approval. His hands settled on Hux’s waist, and Hux momentarily entertained the notion that Ren’s long fingers could circle his waist completely, if only Ren were to press in a little.

Ren kissed him, taking his mouth, his tongue sliding over Hux’s and against his teeth. Hux licked over his lower lip, worrying it gently with his teeth before sweeping back into Ren’s mouth. Ren kissed down Hux’s neck until he reached the place where Hux’s pulse raced. He bit down with bruising force, sucking what Hux knew would be a mark into the tender skin. He’d been sure to place it well above where Hux’s collar would lay. Hux hauled back on his hair, looking down at him venomously.

“Do that again and I’ll put you in the airlock,” he snapped. Ren didn’t smile, but he did look rather pleased with himself as he ran a finger over the mark, tracing down to one of Hux’s nipples.

“Here, then,” he said, Hux’s only warning before Ren’s mouth closed over the tight nub, sucking and biting until Hux was rutting against him, their cocks brushing. Ren’s hands settled on his ass, squeezing hard before delivering a stinging slap. Hux shuddered, feeling heat rise to his cheeks. Ren smacked him again, harder this time, and Hux hoped he’d have a bruise. Hux grabbed Ren’s wrist and sucked two fingers into his mouth, running his tongue over them obscenely.

“Are you going to fuck me or have you lost your nerve?” Hux asked. Ren’s mouth tightened with anger as Hux goaded him.

“Our great emperor is begging to be fucked,” Ren said, slipping a wet finger into Hux. Hux sank down onto it, ignoring the pain. “What would your subjects say if they knew?”

“They would say nothing if they knew what was good for them,” Hux said, rocking against Ren’s finger. “As you should.” Ren added the second finger, making sure to brush up against Hux’s prostate on the way, sparking pleasure all down his spine. Hux reached down, stroking Ren’s hard cock until Ren was writhing against him. He pulled off of Ren’s fingers and raised himself up a little, lining up over Ren’s cock.

He sank down onto it slowly, enjoying the burn and stretch as Ren entered him. Ren gave him no time to adjust, clamping his hands on Hux’s hips and pulling him down until he was fully sheathed. Hux gasped as Ren lifted him and pushed him back down onto his cock, setting a brutal pace. Hux rode him, hips flexing as he met Ren’s thrusts.

Ren slid his fingers into the hair at Hux’s nape, pulling him closer. Ren kissed him sloppily on the cheek, before dragging his mouth over to Hux’s ear.

“If we are to rule together, Emperor, we must be of one mind,” Ren murmured, sounding breathless. He brushed a finger over the band on Hux’s forehead. A thrill ran down Hux’s spine at what Ren was suggesting.

“Are you asking my permission?” Hux asked, blood pounding in his ears. Ren had never entered his mind before, and Hux had often wondered what it felt like, to have another know his thoughts.

“No,” Ren said, and suddenly he was there right inside Hux’s mind, sliding past all of his mental barriers. For a brief, disorienting moment, Hux held both of them in his head, Ren’s presence fire-hot against his own. He was vaguely aware of how he looked to Ren: flushed to his chest, nipples hard, straining against Ren’s cock in him, a dark crown on his bright hair. A wave of Ren’s arousal washed over him, doubling and echoing his own until it nearly overwhelmed Hux. He rutted helplessly against Ren, wanting only more of that incredible pleasure.

It was too much for Ren too. He caught Hux’s hips, holding him still until Hux felt their shared bond fade down to nothing as Ren mastered himself and regained his always-tenuous control. When Ren had recaptured his focus, Hux felt his limbs body seized by an invisible force.

He couldn’t move, frozen in place where he knelt over Ren on the throne. Ren took his hands from Hux’s hips, supporting him only with the strength of his abilities. Slowly, he rocked up into Hux, sinking up to his root before pulling out again.

Hux’s breath caught on a moan at the sensation, unable to move as Ren continued his slow, steady fucking. Ren was flushed with exertion, sweat plastering his hair to his temples. He had the angle just right, sliding against Hux’s prostate with every stroke. Hux was trembling, hovering just on the edge, heat building low in his belly. Hux bit his lip, trying to stifle his moans.

“Let me go,” Hux panted, hoping he didn’t sound as desperate as he felt. Ren gave him one more slow, agonizing stroke, and then the invisible hold on Hux was gone, as if Ren had snapped off a switch. Hux wrapped his arms around Ren’s neck and rocked his hips against him, seeking completion. Ren’s arm circled his waist, hand spread over his ass, holding him close as they moved together.

Hux came first, fire tearing down his spine as he spent himself on Ren’s belly, biting hard into Ren’s neck. Ren managed a few more quick, hard strokes before Hux felt him shudder, thrusting helplessly into him as he came, his chest heaving under Hux’s own. Hux enjoyed the feeling of Ren under him, limp and completely spent. Breathless and a little dizzy, Hux turned his head to speak into Ren’s ear.

“Don’t delude yourself into thinking you share the throne, Ren,” Hux said. He slid from Ren’s lap, wincing at the burn in his ass and thighs. He looked down at Ren, still sprawled across his throne. He was nearly attractive like this: flushed to his chest, hair disordered from Hux’s rough handling. Ren stretched lazily, slinging a knee over the arm of Hux’s throne. His naked form was impressive, coiled with heavy, well-developed muscle, and against all odds Hux felt his cock begin to stir again.

Hux decided that one of his first acts as emperor would be teaching Ren to kneel before his betters. Hux smirked at the image of Ren naked, on his knees before his throne. Together, they would rebuild his empire.

[The Present]
The planet Senator Organa-Solo landed on had been renamed Bastion Novante by those still faithful to the Empire, but most of its inhabitants now simply called it Novante, officers turned farmers and merchants, living among the remnants of military colonies and wishing for nothing but peace. The sky was seafoam with patches of white clouds there and there, and Ben was reminded of his home, an upside-down copy of his world hidden deep in the Unknown Regions.
He walked for some time, slowed by the high winds which blew constantly and made driving too dangerous among the wind turbines. When he finally reached his destination, his hair was a mess and his entire body covered in white dust. He hoped he didn’t look too scary.
He rang the bell of what must have been a luxurious country house, once. A fading pattern of hexagons was painted on it.
After some time, he knocked. Then knocked again.
The door wrenched open:
“Yes? Hello. I’m sorry, do I know you?”
The man blocking the entry had an old blaster in his hand, clearly suspicious of the newcomer. Ben did his best to wipe his face off the dust with his scarf, then said:
“I’m the newly appointed senator of the Republic, in charge of the Unknown Regions. May I come in?”
The man frowned, then seemed to remember something and made a moue of disgust.
“Ah yes,” he replied, scorn barely concealed, “Ben Organa Solo. That’s who you are, aren’t you? Well. I couldn’t possibly refuse. But I must warn you: there’s no imperial officer in hiding you can torment here. I’m only here on vacation.”
Ben smiled at him.
“That’s not a problem. I never liked the officers much.” he joked, before adding “you aren’t one, are you?”
The other now looked confused. He was staring at Ben like one would with a puzzle, trying to solve it as fast as he could. Or maybe he was wondering if Ben was a complete idiot, and not the bright jedi master he heard too much about.
“I’m just Brendol Hux.”
Again, Ben smiled, but it was sadder this time – the smile of those who have lost something dearest to their heart and can only find it again in the treasure chest of their memories.
“Brendol. It’s so very, very nice to meet you.”
Together, they went into the house.

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Aaaand that's it! I'm going to clean all this up and post an edited version on Ao3 (as soon as I have an account). Thanks to everyone who commented on this: I was so nervous because it was my first fic and my English is bizarre but your comments really pushed me to finish this.

oh yes i am here for this

I've seen a lot of fic where Hux's father abused him, and visits the Finalizer and continues to abuse him. I'd like a variation on that theme:

Hux was abused as a child. As an adult, he loathes his father for that abuse, has cut off contact with his family beyond military duty, and has done his best to repair that mental damage. When his father is sent to the Finalizer for whatever reason, Hux braces himself for the inevitable verbal/emotional abuse. And while that abuse does strike at all his weaknesses, he reminds himself that he is so much better than this old man and fights back.

tl;dr: Hux Sr. shows up and abuses Hux. It hurts, but Hux cows the old man into submission.

Bonus for Kylo popping up to back up Hux.

Ahhh i love this, please!

I love this! Especially that first bonus, lmao.

Finn is certainly humanoid, but his real form is anything butt. It doesn't do him any good out in the light or stuck on a perpetually lit Starkilling base, but it certainly helps once night falls and he can once again hunt in the forests around the Resistance camp. Blending in perfectly in the darkest shadows of the canopy, his neon blue teeth are the only thing that give him away when the hunt is on.

Kylo interrogates/mind reads her and it doesn't work as he hoped, but he comes across the knowledge that she's a virgin and afraid of getting raped as part of the torture

He brings in a middle to large group of lower rank FO men and instructs them to do as they wish with her while she remains restrained

They grope and pinch her tits and rip her clothes and put their fingers, foreign objects and dicks inside her cunt and rub them on her face and wank over her covering her in cum

+1 all the while she's trying not to cry and almost succeeds
+11 they manage to fuck her mouth and ass too
+111 they send a holo of the aftermath to the resistance, displaying bruises, dripping cum, her abused cunt and torn clothes
+1111 after it all they release her restraints but she's too broken to run or fight, she just tries to cover herself
+11111 forced orgasms
+111111 I am not really into Reylo so I would prefer if Kylo didn't care about what's going on sexually, however if he was the one triggering orgasms through mind control that'd be kind of really gr8

God yes this is so hot.

Rey gets introduced to the Force Ghosts. They take great interest in her--maybe too great an interest. Subsequently, Rey gets a retinue of dead Jedi following her around providing a running commentary on her life and giving terrible advice. And they each have their own brand of commentary/advice.

This is really interesting so far ^^

Yes please!!!

*WEEPS* it's all so perfectly bittersweet! And a perfect reversal of roles with Hux as the defensive, unknowing one and Ben with the aching memories. That call back to "Just Brendol" though, how dare youuu. And the faded hexagons too -- I forgot to mention how much I loved that detail on the Finalizer when he was connecting the planet dots with First Order insignia and truly absorbing the meaning of it all. And is that the same 'best week of his life' holiday house from Cycle 302?? I AM GOING TO COMBUST. A++ 10/10 WOULD COMBUST.

Please update the thread with your Ao3 link when you're set up, I can't wait to stalk everything else you might write <3 <3 <3

Seconding!

"And as our last act tonight, ugh, Starkiller Base presents Moodkiller Ren. I'm so sorry, Snoke just wouldn't approve the ban. Lord Ren, everybody!"
"THIS POEM IS CALLED JUSTIFIED PATRICIDE"

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Re: Kylux, face slapping

Poe/Any - Force Sensitive Poe/Brainwashing/Knights of Ren

Re: Kylo gen or Kylo/any - Jedi!Kylo is a hopeless nerd

Finn + Poe- torture

Re: Kylo gen or Kylo/any - Jedi!Kylo is a hopeless nerd

Re: Fill: Ben Solo|Kylo/Hux: Fantazi Shrooms Part II Bonus

Re: Fill: Ben Solo|Kylo/Hux: Fantazi Shrooms Part II, warning contains dubcon at start

Re: Fill: Ben Solo|Kylo/Hux: Fantazi Shrooms Part II Bonus

Hux, insecurity

Kylo/Hux: Kylo meets abused!kid!Hux via De-aging/Time-Travel

Re: Kylo/Hux: Kylo meets abused!kid!Hux via De-aging/Time-Travel

Filled: Kylo/Hux - Emperor Hux - Sex on the throne

Re: GEN or Hux/Kylo, Hux can travel back in time [epilogue]

Re: Kylux, face slapping

Hux+Hux's Father, child abuse, Hux stands up for himself

Re: Hux+Hux's Father, child abuse, Hux stands up for himself

Re: Gen - Talent Night on Starkiller Base

Finn/Poe Finn isn't a human, he's one of those aliens from Attack the Block

Rey/Stormtroopers or officials, non-con

Re: Hux/Kylo - woundfucking

Gen, Rey+Force Ghosts

Re: FILL: Armfuls (1/2) Poe/Ben/Finn(/Rey?)

Re: Poe/Any - Force Sensitive Poe/Brainwashing/Knights of Ren

Re: GEN or Hux/Kylo, Hux can travel back in time [epilogue]

Re: Gen - Talent Night on Starkiller Base