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Online Kylo Ren is a god among hackers.
In real life he's just a guy named Ben who still lives with his parents.

When he's bored he hacks family and acquaintances to find out the kind of personal information he'd never be bold enough to ask them about. Over time finds out a variety of things.

The guy Poe in the apartment next door does private cam videos for rent money.

His mother has a folder on her harddrive with pictures of guys wearing nothing but vests.

Their upstairs neighbor Hux has been spying on his personal assistant Finn and has several hours worth of videos where Finn is changing.

His cousin Rey has sent nude selfies to her friend Jessika.

So on so forth. These are just random ideas, I just want a Mr. Robot-esque AU with Hacker Kylo finding out everyone's secrets and being mildly amused by them.

This just might be the best play I've ever seen...

Finn and Poe, under a horse costume:

THIS IS DEFINITELY THE BEST PLAY I'VE EVER SEEN

BRAVO! BRAVO! *throws roses on stage*

Oh wow, I love this! The Headstrong Disney Princess meets the concise and brutal consequences of a classic dark fairy tale, i.e. slavery and ginger monsters. And they lived bloodily ever after~

Also, I am inexplicably emotional about Leia turning to sea foam ;__;

Inspired by another Finn as Peeta prompt, Finn is capture by the First Order and Order 66 is activated. When he is rescued he turns on his Jedi friends/lovers and has to be restrained. They can try to remove the chip, but they have no idea what effects that can have on his mind or body if it actives a fail safe.

+ Since there is a similar prompt for FinnRey, if the other person is either a redeemed or never Kylo!Ben, or Jedi Poe/Hux or even someone like Luke or Leia (although if them not a romantic ship).

+ Finn is force sensitive and ends up using the force against them, and it's triggered ironically by Order 66 been activated.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=km-6BIRANM4

That is so perf --- ahh! 💕💕💕💕💕

Art fills are legit the best. Cocky yet adorably sweet flygirl.

Seconded!

Ok, if you saw Dredd (2012), you know Domhnall Gleeson plays a (poor abused) Techie guy there. He's kinda cute if you're into bionic eyes. I have seen some fanfics where the boy is actually Hux's younger brother, who somehow gets rescued and is on the Finalizer. So let's keep it.
However, what I request is Kylo being creepy, as a weird overgrown man-child he is, and hitting on Hux's younger brother, who 1. just got out from the captivity. 2. is Hux's brother. 3. is probably underage, or maybe not, it's hard to tell with these technician twinks. Definitely teen, tho.
Hux greatly disapproves. The boy is creeped out. No one really knows if Kylo is doing it intentionally or not. Hard to tell under that mask.

Harcdore difficulty achievements: + Kylo hitting on both brothers.
+ Hux jr. being kinda into it. There is a very powerfull and intimidating man flirting with you, and you're too young to see what a crybaby he actually is, so you're creeped out, but you will probably also get wet dreams.
+ Overprotective Hux sr. Overprotective and really pissed off. People will die.

That's it.

Finn hates that garbage planet.
Kylo hates the sand.

They both loose their damn minds.

Kylo Ren became Ben Solo again. The Republic and Resistance still lost.
Hux is now Emperor.

Instead of death sentences, the Resistance is split up and sent to work camps. Very well organized and effective work camps, with happy workers (yay work, yay food!).

Ben Solo is forced into finding Force sensitive children for the Emperor, with his mother as collateral.

Years passed, and one day the Resistance members woke up and realized Hux was actually doing a pretty good job, considering the shit shape the galaxy was in,

+ Ben Solo is surprised at how vanilla and tender Hux is in bed.
+ Ben and the many Force sensitive kids go visit grandma Leia, under heavy supervision, of course.
+ Rey is now leading a team with Phasma to scavenge and recycle old tech and equipment around the Empire. What is thrift.
+ Hux doesn't actually have infernal motives for the Force sensitive children. He just couldn't handle the thought of another loose cannon like Ren tearing around his Empire.
+ Hux's life goals: Become General, Become Emperor, Save the Galaxy, Bang Ben Solo and his 8-pack, Build a Memorial for Tarkin, Adopt many ginger cats

(Not OP) This level of crack is exactly what gets me going. If I had to quote my favourite bits, I'd probably end up just pasting the whole text. Filler, you are the greatest.

The title is from Blade Runner. This was a brutal prompt, OP. <3

Here we go...

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It doesn’t rain much on D’Qar. Well, it never just rains. The Resistance base was on a planet where thunderstorms roiled, the intensity often jostling things off shelves and knocking out the power at inopportune times.

Today, though – rain. The soft droplets bouncing off Finn’s window might have even been pleasant, relaxing, in better circumstances. He listens to it for hours as he lays awake, staring at the ceiling. Sleep doesn’t call for him much anymore. Not in this bed, anyway. It’s too big for him now. Too much space.

Space.

He thinks about floating away as he listens to the rain. Letting his body drift endlessly to nowhere. Nothing keeping him here. He is a planet without a star, orbiting nothing.

Nothing.

How he felt. The only feeling left. He was hollowed out. Vacant. The rain could flood the base and he’d stay right here. He wondered what it felt like to drown. If it felt like this. Intense pain and then… surrender.

Their alarm clock beeped across the room. 07:00. Finn pulled the jacket tight around himself, letting the comfort of it try to ground him. Today was the day. If he could get through it… things might get better. Part of him chuckled at that thought – nothing would get better.

Nothing would ever be good again.

He hadn’t noticed he’d been crying until after he dragged himself out of bed and saw his own reflection in the ‘fresher. His brown eyes were dull, spiritless, swollen from two days of tears and lack of sleep. There had been passion behind them, once. Back when there was something, someone to be passionate about. Someone who brought the light out in everyone.

Now that light was gone, and Finn was alone.

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Since she’d been called back, Rey’s room was across from Finn’s, and they met in the hall to walk to mess together. It was a formality, mostly. Neither had eaten since the news came down. Holding Rey’s hand was more satisfying than food, anyway. A twinge of gratitude blossomed inside of his chest, and he was thankful she was around to help him feel something. They both smiled weakly at each other, sipping juice as they sat in silence across from the pilots.

Snap commented that he’d never heard mess this quiet. Rey nodded in response.

Outside, it keep raining.

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There had been rumors that the rain might interfere with the preparations they had made, that the wood for the pyre would be too wet to light. Finn didn’t think he could hold out for another day, so he was grateful to hear Leia had accounted for the weather. She was so strong, even after having lost so much. Pilots die all the time. It spoke to Poe’s character that this loss affected her so deeply.

Poe.

Finn hadn’t allowed himself to think his name. It felt… too soon. Too soon for what, he didn’t know. He rolled the name over in his head and tried to picture all the times he had said it out loud. Thought about hearing it for the first time, shouted back to Finn during their daring escape from the Finalizer.

I’m Poe, Poe Dameron!

Good to meet you, Poe.

Good to meet you too, Finn!

One of their first adventures, and nowhere near their best. He had a way about him, Poe Dameron. Made you care and feel loved, regardless of who you were. Near the end, he made Finn feel loved most of all.

It wasn’t fair. They had made plans, Poe and Finn. The war was winding down, close to won on the Resistance side. They would have had time, finally. Time to do everything they talked about, those late nights home together in the base.

As soon as a cease-fire was reached, Poe was going to request some days off. He was going to show Finn every wonder in the galaxy. Finn remembered him rattling each destination off, and he swore he’d never seen him so excited. Poe had hastily drawn up a list and tacked it to the wall in their room. Finn would look at the list one day, he decided, and he’d go to all the places Poe had charted for them.

All but the final stop, a moon named Yavin IV.

He needed Poe for that one. Maybe there was a future where Finn would be able to meet Poe’s dad with clear eyes, he’d shake his hand, listen to his stories. There was no doubt Kes Dameron would be as amazing as Poe had told him, but… the idea of going there alone was an impossible task. It’d be like losing his pilot all over again.

A glance at the clock told him it was nearly time. Today was going by too quickly, he wasn’t ready. He’d have to stand up in front of the entire base and say goodbye to the only person he loved, and who he felt truly loved him.

Not yet, too soon.

Earlier that morning Rey had asked if he needed someone to walk to the gathering with, but he politely declined. Her presence would be better suited to soothe the other pilots. She had woken BB-8, who had been in low-power mode since he was told about Poe. Maybe as a group they could find some relief. Finn planned on heading out early and wandering the base before joining the others.

He was adrift. Lost at sea, purposeless.

Stepping out into the rain, he thought about drowning again. Finn closed his eyes and let the water flow over him. He couldn’t tell if he was crying. Maybe the rain wasn’t so bad after all.

The base was calm, quiet. Out on the tarmac all of the X-wings were grounded. There were no droids skittering about, making repairs, no trainees suffering through another one of Snap’s stories. There was no Poe. No light.

Finn had always been amused at the idea of the most wonderful and heroic person in the Resistance painting his X-wing black, the color of the First Order. Poe hadn’t thought of that, just that it sounded cool.

Black One.

Beyond reason, they had recovered his ship, intact, from the clutches of the First Order. Maybe the First Order parted with it to as a final cruel gesture. They had what they wanted. They had taken everything that mattered. Without its pilot, Black One was just another ship.

He desperately wanted to see it one last time before they repainted it to shuffle it back into rotation. Leia had told him that if the war ended before it was needed, that they’d decommission it or give it to him if he wanted it. Sometimes he thought she loved Poe just as much as he did. He wouldn’t blame her.

Black One had been stored away from the rest of the X-wings, for morale reasons. Not many knew where it was being kept now, which is why it surprised Finn to see a man he didn’t recognize running his hands over the side of it.

Finn was incensed, breaking into a light jog towards the man, real anger flaring his nostrils. Who did he think he was? Doesn’t he know whose ship that is?

How dare he.

The silence of the base and the sound of Finn’s pace splashing in the puddles gave his approach away, and the man turned towards him, stopping Finn in his tracks. Of course. The olive green jacket, with markings indicating he was a sergeant. The sad, dark, brown eyes of a man who’s seen enough loss for one lifetime. The salt and pepper curls that matched a rough, yet dignified beard.

Finn felt his breath hitch in his throat. He wasn’t ready.

Kes Dameron. He was here to say goodbye to his son.

The man he had heard so much about, here in front of him. Though he looked utterly heartbroken, Kes weakly shot him that effortlessly brilliant Dameron smile as he reached out a hand.

“You must be Finn.”

His body on autopilot, Finn reached a hand to meet him. Poe had been a hugger and Kes was no different, wrapping his arms around the former Stormtrooper. Finn closed his eyes and leaned in to it. He felt warm, welcoming, like family.

They both stood there in the rain for a long while before wordlessly deciding it was time to say their goodbyes, Kes walking with his arm over Finn’s shoulder.

A crowd that Finn figured was the entire base had gathered at a clearing in the woods. In the center of the clearing was a funeral pyre, typically reserved for fallen Jedi. Whether it was because Poe had been slightly Force-sensitive, or because Leia respected him that damn much, Finn was grateful.

It was a symbolic pyre. The First Order hadn’t returned the body.

Leia had taken a slightly elevated position at the head of the group, which had fallen silent as they waited for her to begin.

The entire base listened in quiet rapture as she spoke of Poe Dameron’s life, detailing everything from his Resistance triumphs, to the way he made people feel important, special, to his childhood on the base. Finn was standing next to Kes, trying in vain to hold it together. In the past day the tears had fallen out of him without warning, but at this moment he felt his cheeks flush and his throat constrict as he bit back his anguish. Kes once again wrapped his arm around his shoulder and pulled him close. Finn didn’t dare look up, but he could tell from the way Kes’s chest heaved that it was for his own comfort as much as Finn’s.

Once Leia concluded, Snap and Jessika, two of Poe’s best friends, walked forward with torches. He realized that Leia had been holding back the rain above the wood using the Force.

Finn watched as the flames grew, climbing into the sky, up towards oblivion. He wished he was up there, above it all. Above the rain, above the clouds. Careless, floating away from this place, away from the pain that was eating him alive. He’d float, and when he was done floating, he’d see Poe again.

As the flames died down, people began returning to the base. There were a few who stayed, including Leia and the pilots, but in the end the only two left were Kes and Finn. Kes with his arm still around Finn’s shoulder, Finn still leaning in like Kes was his own father.

They stood there in silence all evening and into the night, watching as the fire burned to a glowing ember. It was morning when the fire finally ceased.

It would be nice to say that at this moment, the dawn of a new day, the grey clouds parted and the sun peeked through.

But it just kept raining.

...I also added a bonus chapter where everything is fine, because I'm terribly weak.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/6592786/chapters/15082330

<3

Now imagine Kylo stealing Hux's collection of old Imperial uniforms.
Now imagine Kylo jacking off onto said uniforms.
Now imagine Hux's outraged shrieking, having traced the thief and forced opened his door, to demand his collection back.

Now imagine the disciplinary action after, with Kylo coming under Hux's polished boots, and Hux cooing to his poor abused uniform collection.

+ You can touch my uniforms if you you let me vent off my steam on you.
+ Hux in Grand Admiral white, Kylo coming on the cape untouched.
+ Hux never actively seeks orgasms for himself. There is no point. But humiliating and degrading Kylo Ren feels good. And all that enthusiastic sucking and licking and rimming and crying are suitable for fulfilling a routine physical release.
++ Kylo: One day I will see you in the fineries of an Emperor.

SECONDED

such a beautiful prompt! seconding :DDDDD

While on a mission with Luke Rey finds an gorgeous plant that she wants to bring back. Except Luke knows that this plant has a lethal sex pollen and Rey has inhaled a lot of it.

With hours left before the plant consumes Rey Luke rushes her to the resistance where he and Leia decide how to help her. They decide on the easiest plan, ask Poe to help for the betterment of the resistance! Poe is willing only if Finn helps too. Unfortunately this is Rey's first time and while she likes them both its not how she thought this would go. But it must be done and they work it out (as much as you can with this trope and running out if time). She's so ready though with the plant toxin that she barely has pain and she's okay with this as long as no one else knows she was so dumb to pick up sex pollen!

Finn inadvertently discovers that Rey absolutely loves being spanked but would never admit it out loud. Finn uses this opportunity to give Rey a spank every time he sees her bending over.

+Rey dropping something and bending over to pick it up only to get an unexpected spank.

+Rey getting a spank while she's bending over as she's repairing the ship.

OP here. This was so lovely and heartbreaking and perfectly in character. I really loved the sort of muted atmosphere despite all the grief, and Leia holding back the rain was just. Oh man. Perfect in every way. Thanks so much for writing this <3

Oh my gosh, WHEW. I'm so glad you liked it. <3

Nggh! The mix of sadism and desperation here is so perfectly them. I love it.

Hey there! Really love this fic and hope to read more from it soon!

You can bet Hux's skulls are not just polished, but organized alphabetically by name and arranged tastefully throughout the room.

You had me at shooting ~rebel scum snowmen~. The stormtroopers are such precious babies.

I keep picturing Phasma trying to bean Kylo with a snowball and him doing the whole Force thing to stop it mid-air. Everyone ducks for cover.

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Kylo Ren, Hacker AU

Re: Sleeping A-hole

Re: The Little Floundering Mermaid

Finn/Jedi Character or Gen - Order 66

Re: art fill (2/3): role swap - Finn

Re: art fill (1/3): role swap - Rey

Re: PoexFinn- Their kids think they're lame

Re: Kylux, fisting

Kylo/Clan Techie, Kylo/Hux comedy, Dredd crossover

Finn and Kylo get stuck on Jakku.

Kylux - Good Emperor Hux

Re: [Fill] Doctor Doctor 2/?

FILL: Poe/Finn, Kes Dameron - Like Tears in Rain (TW: Major character death) [1/1]

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

Kylux - Imperial Uniforms

Re: Finn/Rey cockpit sex

Re: Finn and Kylo get stuck on Jakku.

rey/poe/finn oops rey found the sex pollen

Rey/Finn - Spanking Fetish

Re: FILL: Poe/Finn, Kes Dameron - Like Tears in Rain (TW: Major character death) [1/1]

Re: FILL: Poe/Finn, Kes Dameron - Like Tears in Rain (TW: Major character death) [1/1]

Re: [FILL] folie à deux

Re: [Fill] Am I Breathing underwater? [2/7]

Re: Kylux, kylo is a slob, hux suffers

Re: gen or any, finn phasma stormtroopers, a day in the life on Starkiller