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omg kylo torturing himself for the dark side and hux torturing kylo for his own pleasure ugghghg A+ work nonny

Yessss good shit right here!! +1

Oh yeahhhh. I mean, what we know in canon can be seen as an allegory for sexual abuse/grooming, what with Snoke dicking around in Kylo's head since he was a child and treating him as an object moreso than a person.

Yes please

Also "Starkiller's Next Top Bottom"=perfection

+100000000

OP.

"I'm the grooms best friend!"
"Well, I'm the best speech giver in this part of the galaxy!"

Poor Finn in the background trying to tell everyone he doesn't want to get married while Poe pats his shoulders.

The Knights and pilots end up seated together, not everyone makes it out, some people end up dating from both sides. It is chaos, but also amazing because the wedding of the century just started peaceful negotiations from both sides accidentally...Snoke cries at the wedding reception.

The honeymoon is in Jakku.

Yesssss

Ahhhhhh I need this

+1000

I LOVE THIS PROMPT

Poe was shot down over Starkiller and pulled from the wreckage. Finn got out of his fight with Ren with minor/no injuries. Now he's on Da'Qar waiting for Poe to wake up from a coma.

+ if deciding to stay or go with Rey isn't an easy choice
+ bonding with Resistance folk while Poe sleeps

Ahahaha yes :)

*prepares to jump into the nearest hell-pit when writing this prompt is over*

Post TFA. For Hux's punishment for losing the Starkiller base, Snoke has him raped by all the other Knights of Ren.

For Kylo's punishment, Snoke makes him watch the whole thing happening.

Established Kylux relationship or one-sided Kylo/Hux is preferred.

Hux agrees to indulge Ren's roleplaying fantasy and act the part of a certain cocky flyboy Kylo wanted when he was younger.

+ complete with costume, naturally
+ they can't keep politics out of it- Kylo calling him Resistance scum, convincing him to defect etc
+ Hux finds out Poe was their escaped prisoner partway through.

So in this universe Kylo Ren fails to kill Han like asked. So he finds out that this Kanjiklub wants his father and sends Kanjiklub after him, problem solved right?

+++ Hux going "A DEATH GANG REN REALLY?!"
+++++ Han/Leia - Leia in the most done she's ever been with her husband having to save his ass again
+++++++ The plan to get Kanjiklub to kill his father backfires and either Kylo pisses of Kanjiklub and now they want him or they realize taking Kylo as hostage will piss off Han Solo [-insert Sassy Kylo here-]

The medic tells Finn that his soul mark name appeared as he healed. Honestly, it doesn't really mean that much to him. Troopers had their identities stripped from them, and those that formed enough personality to have their soul marks appear had more then not been reeducated. or worse, destroyed.

But he's not one of many anymore. He's Finn. He wonders idly who it is, twisting in a way that makes the medic droid threaten to restrain him, in an attempt to see the golden letters.

He thinks quiet, slightly indulgent thoughts about it being Poe or Rey's or both of them! Both their names carved into him physically as much as they were imprinted on his mind

He knows that others often bear two or more marks, and often it doesn't denote a romantic relationship, just an important one with someone who balances you.

There had been rumours that if one or more of the people were marked and Force sensitive, then you could read each other's thoughts, sense feelings, sensation, even appear to one another when apart

But the only Force sensitives the troopers knew were the Knights, and not even the most loyal, unquestioning trooper wanted to be anywhere near one of them.

Finn dresses, slowly, methodically, taking pleasure in his free movement.

He's been awake for a while now, been debriefed, updated, overwhelmed by the attention, and he's wept for Solo.

But this is his goodbye to sickbay and hello to the brand new quarters he's been allocated. Poe had offered, almost insisted on Finn living with him, but Finn explained that he wanted to try having his own space.

20 years old and he doesn't remember having his own space, privacy, the choice to let people enter.

he might just collapse in a heap and not handle the solitude, but if he doesn't try, how will he know? And no matter what, Poe is always ready to spend time with him.

Finn feels his face heat at the thought of how much his friends treasured him.

There was terrible reception and capacity to communicate with Rey right now, so removed from the known galaxy.

But she sent word, that she and Skywalker were training, and she was still determined that he would return with her. Chewie sent affectionate growls, and Finn, translation device in hand attempted a growl back.

Their messages had helped him heal and now here he is, standing and walking, the best quality of cybernetics supporting his spine. He knows that as his friends train and grow, he will too, and they won't rest until the first order cannot hurt another living soul.

He sits down on the bed, smiles at the haphazard, irregular mess of colours and fabrics theey had given him for bedding and furniture.

That had been his one request. No more stark simplicity. no more white and sharp edges.

it doesn't feel like his room but nothing else does, either.

This does feel safe and secure though, and it's been made for him and him alone.

It's odd, he feels the tingling, half tickling sensation of fingers crawling across his back as he begins to drowse on the bed.

And they feel familiar, a little frightening. Finn gets no time to examine this ghostly feeling, however, because General Leis Organs knocks on his door.

I'm absolutely going to fill this with some rakishly handsome journalist Poe Dameron and PapDroid BB-8

Seconded, especially if Kylo isn't rotten to the core and is horrified at the whole thing.

OP
That sounds glorious (omg PapDroid BB-8 is such a great idea!).

Ouch. This is evil and I love it.

Holding Patterns
3/3

Poe begins to stir around early evening. Finn, who's been half-dozing in his chair for the past hour or so, is jerked fully awake by the sound of his groans as he struggles weakly against the mountain of blankets covering him. "Wait," Finn says, and for once Poe listens to him, stopping what he's doing and looking up at him blearily. "Wait," he says again, shoving an arm under Poe's shoulders and helping him into a half-seated position against the pillows. He grabs the cup of water from the nightstand. When Poe frowns, he says sternly, "Dr. Kalonia said fluids. She also said to call her if I couldn't get any into you. Should I call her?"

"No," Poe sighs, and lets Finn place the straw carefully between his lips. After a few obedient sips, he leans back against Finn's shoulder and closes his eyes. He's so utterly still that Finn thinks he must have fallen asleep again, so he sets the water down and starts to get up.

"Don't," Poe says in a voice that pinches Finn's heart. His brow creases with the effort of lifting his lashes just a crack. "Stay?"

So Finn stays. He shifts his body so he's more fully on the bed and holds Poe against him. He can feel each shallow breath, each shudder that moves through his frame. It seems stupid to ask Poe how he feels, but he does anyway, partly because he doesn't know what else to say, partly because, with the exception of those two interruptions, it's been so quiet all day, and quiet feels wrong in a place like this. It feels like waiting for an enemy to strike.

"Hmm," Poe mumbles against his shirt. "Like I got stepped on by an AT-AT walker."

"Yeah, you kind of look like you did," Finn tells him, and Poe's lips quirk briefly.

"Sh'not nice. M'sick."

"Oh. So you admit it."

That doesn't elicit a smile. Instead, Poe tilts his head and looks up at him, and those can't be tears, it has to be a trick of the light or the fever, but his eyes seem very bright. "M'sorry about before."

"It's okay," Finn assures him.

"Thanks for not letting me--"

Finn strokes his cheek. "It's okay. I feel like I should tell you, I sewed a tracker into all of your flight suits, so you can't run off on me. Don't worry: I'll only use it in extreme circumstances."

"You were here the whole day." It's not a question, so it doesn't require an answer. But Finn opens his mouth anyway to say Yes, of course, where else did you think I'd be? He's stopped, however, by a commotion out in the corridor: BB-8's loud trilling, and an answering cacophony of beeps and whistles. Poe looks at him in confusion.

"That had better be the soup," Finn says, though he's equally dumbfounded.

"You ordered takeout?"

Finn kisses his forehead, then carefully lays him back down against his pillows so he can get up and find out what is going on.

As soon as he opens the door, BB-8 whirls around and starts jabbering at him in Binary, which of course he can't understand. But it's obvious what has BB-8 so upset: Finn counts seven droids of varying classes and sizes, cramming the corridor outside Poe's door. Each one is carrying a bowl or a pot or a thermos of what appears to be steaming soup.

"Um," says Finn, at a loss.

BB-8 turns back to the other droids and scolds them shrilly.

"Um." Finn scratches at the back of his neck. "The General didn't send all of you, did she?"

The answering clamor is completely unintelligible. "Quiet!" he snaps, raising his hands. "You're not helping. BB-8, tell them. If they don't shut up, they're gonna make him feel worse."

At that, BB-8 lets out a blistering torrent of squeals and clicks, which goes on for at least a minute. By the time he's finished, all of the other droids have fallen silent and moved a step back. For beings without facial expressions - or even faces, really - they seem amazingly chagrined.

BB-8 half-swivels his head to look expectantly up at Finn.

"Okay," he says. "Now. Which one of you did the General actually send?"

After some muffled chatter, a GNK power droid shuffles forward. There's a tray with a covered bowl and a pair of spoons attached by clamps to its head. Finn takes the tray and says, "Thank you. Really," he adds because he feels sort of bad about yelling, when they were only trying to help. "Thank you, all of you. The thing is, I don't know that he really needs this much soup. So maybe some of you can come back later? Or see if anyone else is hungry? C'mon, BB-8. You can come in; he's awake."

BB-8 burbles joyfully as he precedes Finn back into the room, and the door slides shut behind them. He rolls right up to Poe's bedside, chattering rapidly. Curled on his side, his cheek resting on the heel of his palm, Poe listens indulgently, though his eyes occasionally stray to Finn.

When BB-8 finally quiets down, Finn says half-jokingly, "Was he telling you all about his day? How he's so put upon?"

Poe shakes his head. "He says he stood guard, like you told him. He got to talk to General Organa, and Rey and Jess. He thinks some of the other droids are idiots who can't follow simple instructions, but he says you were just great."

"Really?"

"Tell him, BB-8."

BB-8's response is a mystery to Finn, but it makes Poe smile so he decides to accept it, whatever it is.

"I have soup," he says. "It's from the General. I don't think she actually made it herself, but she sent it over, so if you don't eat it, you're disobeying orders. D'you feel up to eating now? I think you should try."

"I don't feel up to anything," Poe says plaintively. "Everything hurts." At BB-8's sorrowful croon, he adds, "But I think I'll live, thanks to you two. I'll eat. I just don't know if…" He tries to push himself up on one elbow, but Finn can see how he's shaking, how even that effort leaves him winded. So Finn sets down the tray and goes to him, climbing back into bed beside him and helping him up with an arm around his shoulders. Poe groans, but BB-8 whistles encouragement and Finn murmurs, "It's okay, it's okay, I got you--"

When he's settled against Finn's chest, his still too-hot forehead like a brand against Finn's neck, Poe snuffles, "M'sorry."

"For what?" Finn asks, rubbing soothing circles into his back. "This morning? I told you--"

"For everything. Me."

He sounds perfectly miserable. So Finn holds him tighter, briefly closing his eyes as he rests his cheek against Poe's messy hair. "You're no picnic, Poe Dameron, I can tell you that. But we'll keep you."

"Yeah?"

"Sure. I mean, you're the best pilot in the galaxy - when you can actually fly. You're kind of ridiculously good-looking, when you're not being all pathetic. Can you think of a better reason?" Poe is silent. Finn opens his eyes and looks around the room; his gaze takes in the General's soup, and BB-8. He thinks about Rey and Jess dropping by earlier to see how they were doing, and about Snap, Bastian, and Nien Nunb teaming up to stop their commander from putting himself in needless danger. He thinks about Dr. Kalonia's kind words, and the droids practically falling over one another in the corridor outside, each of them determined to be of service to Poe. And that's just today.

Finn whispers, "They love you. All of them, even the droids. Every single person - every single being - here loves you." He was going to add, So don't worry so much about being a pain in the ass, which you sometimes are--

But Poe's eyes flutter open and, looking up at Finn, he says, "Everyone?" in such a nakedly hopeful tone, that he can't. He can't make a joke out of it.

"Everyone," he says, and from the way Poe's breath hitches, he knows what Finn is really saying.

"Oh. Me too."

Was he supposed to feel different? Because he doesn't, really. It's not even a relief, having it out there - though he doesn't regret his words. Maybe, he thinks, it's because Poe is feeling ill and vulnerable, so whatever he admits or confesses to shouldn't count. Or maybe it's because, deep down, Finn always knew.

He's so lost in thought and Poe's next words are pitched so low that he almost misses them: "You know there's no one else, right?"

Now Finn needs a moment. Or several. He buries his face in Poe's hair while the sound of his own heartbeat fills his ears, momentarily drowning Poe's rasping breaths. "No more talking," he says finally, when he can lift his head. "You're gonna lose your voice, and then you'll really be useless. Wait until you're better. We'll talk about it then, okay?"

Poe nods.

Finn kisses him. Then he adds, because he doesn't want to leave Poe with any doubts - on the off-chance that he has any - "Me too."

Poe opens his mouth - then shuts it again when Finn looks at him warningly. And really, Finn thinks, is there anything to say? This isn't scary. Jess was right. Oh, she and Rey are going to say 'I told you so.' But if nothing actually changes… If nothing changes, have they actually broken out of their holding pattern? Were they ever really in one? Does it matter?

He's aware of Poe's glazed eyes, watching him with weary curiosity. Finn kisses him again, then turns to reach for the General's soup, which smells good, and which he hopes is still hot. As he does, his gaze meets BB-8's. The little lighter pops out, and this time Finn knows what it means.

Kylo is an intense, align-your-chakras, hardcore vegan, yoga instructor. Corporate suit Hux is under strict orders from his doctor to reduce his stress levels. Somehow he thought taking a yoga class would help.

+ Hux's yoga buddy, Phasma
+ the many and varied ways that Hux Cannot Even with this yoga guy, and his stupid hair in its stupid bun. And the chanting!
+ he is shredded, though. He has an eight-pack.

Hux Sr. spanks and then fingers Fem!Hux

bonus: first time incest (Hux is tfa age)

This was so perfect, anon! Ahhh, my heart <3 And I loved the crowd of soup-bearing droids being shouted down by bouncer BB-8.

Yo, you know what's good for reducing stress? Sex with shredded yoga instructors. It says so right here in this doctoring book that I have because I'm definitely a doctor, no you may not see my qualifications, I'll just second this prompt and be on my way. _{*disappears into a trash can of medical waste*}

Seriously though, I'm here for Zero Chill Yoga (it's like hot yoga but with more seething) and the sexually charged posture adjustments that happen every time Hux tries to sneak glances at his phone during bendy-legs flexi-time with Darth Vegan Man Bun Paisley Pants and his wacko new age mystical nonsense. "I looked it up, Phasma, Meditation Ashes are not a thing!"

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Re: Kylo/Hux, self denial, begging, pointless old rules

Re: Hux; failed matchmaking due to incompatible sexuality

Re: Kylo/any, former Snoke/Kylo cw abuse,noncon

Re: Kylux, Starkiller's Next Top Bottom Has a Creampie Kink

Re: Finn/Any or gen, Finn is FO royalty

Re: Kylo/Finn or Gen - Arranged Marriage, but crack.

Re: Finn/Poe; Finn+Pilots- Making Poe Jealous

Re: Poe/Finn- Poe Has to Win Over Finn's Family

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Re: Hux/Knights of Ren - Virgin!Hux

Stormpilot: bedside vigil role-swap

Re: Finn/Poe; Finn+Pilots- Making Poe Jealous

Hux/Kylo, Knights of Ren, tw: non-con, gangrape

Kylux, Kylo/Poe: role play

Kylo Ren + Kanjiklub - He fails to kill Han so he sends Kanjiklub after him

Re: FILL: Put a Name to it, Kylo Ren/Finn, part 3/?

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Re: Hux; failed matchmaking due to incompatible sexuality

Re: Poe/Finn, Kes Dameron, the universe has horrible timing (major character death)

FILL: Holding Patterns 3/3 (Finn/Poe & Rey/Jess, sickfic)

Kylux: yoga AU

Hux Sr./Fem!Hux spanking, incest, dub-con

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Re: Kylux: yoga AU