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I would also survive just to tap that ass +1

Gonna see if I can coax out the anon(s) who wrote some amazing Hux/Multi before. Or maybe let someone new take a crack at it.

During a skirmish Hux gets captured. The non-human sentients the FO is fighting with suddenly have this human in their custody and have no idea how to care for it, but it's really filthy so they try to give it a bath…with their tongues. The human shouts a lot, but it goes shockingly pliant when the nubs on his chest are licked. In fact, it seems to love being bathed and petted. It's such a pretty creature too, with soft flesh and shiny hair and making lovely calls when it's petted the way it likes. It secreets all over itself when it's pleased, which is fine since they all love taking turns admiring and grooming their new prisoner/pet.

A+++

Since escaping from the first order, Poe's had a hard time dealing with the trauma of being tortured on board. He's trying to cope but there's still the flashbacks, the nightmares. He's so tired of feeling helpless.

Kylo Ren gets captured by the Resistance (if it's by force or because he's gone to the light is up to you) and Poe wants to make him feel as helpless as he does. Cue Poe fucking prisoner!Kylo. If it's straight up noncon or dub con is up to the writer.

Kylo is either a virgin or has just had really shitty sex up until now, but Poe is really really good at sex and Kylo doesn't want it to feel as good as it does but he can't stop his body crying out for more and he's burning with shame.

++Kylo had a non requited crush on Poe as kids
++++Multiple orgasms for Kylo
++++++Poe keeping up a stream of dirty talk to rub the shame in more

Yes please +1000000

+10000

Poe finds himself crushing on both Solo Boys which is not a crime, after all attractiveness runs in the Solo family. But he can't choose which Solo boy to be with.

So instead of having one, Poe has a threesome with both Ben and Han.

Oh wow. Seconded.

Oh, I need this. Would not be surprised if it turns out to be canon, either.

Holy shit yes I need this

-Hides under a blanket sniffling- I'm sorry for this chapter

-o-

They’re beautiful. Poe thinks as he looks down at the two girls curled up together on a blanket in the middle nursery. They’re sleeping now, but Poe can see familiar dark curls on both girls, dark like his own. The older daughter has the same orange skin as Master but the younger’s skin seems to be closer to Poe’s own tanned skin.

“What are their names?” Poe asks not daring to turn away from the sight of his children lest it be the only time he ever sees them.

Master has pressed himself close to Poe, looming over him. “My oldest daughter is Na’van and my youngest El’ada. I have decided to name my son Tre’av.” He places emphasis on who it is the children belong to. Poe may have born them but Master wants him to know that they aren’t Poe’s because Poe is just a slave, a means to make more of these beautiful children.

Poe licks his lips nervously and nods. “What am I to tell them if they ask who I am?”

“Na’van will be the only one to ask, her speech is coming along quite well. El’ada will follow her sisters lead, her walking is improving.” Poe wonders if Master is saying these things to let Poe know how much he’s missed, what Master has never allowed him to see. “You will tell them you are a second nanny one whose primary care is for their new brother. And this will be your primary task, I want my son to grow strong and the doctors believe the best way to do that is for him to have contact with you.”

“I will do my best Master.”

Poe’s head is jerked up to face his Master when the man grabs his chin with one large orange hand. “Make no mistake about this Pet; this is both a reward and a test. If you fail you will never see my children again, depending how badly you fail you will never see the light of day again. I only need to keep your body healthy to breed you; I do not need your spirit or your mind. Am I clear?”

With fear flooding through him, Poe nods quickly. “Yes Master.” It doesn’t escape Poe’s notice that Master did not elaborate on what the test was or how Poe may fail it. It would not surprise Poe that the man is hoping Poe will fail this test and if that’s true… is there any hope for Poe to pass it?

“You have a bed in one of the rooms attached to the nursery. You will be permitted to go nowhere other than these rooms.” Master releases Poe’s face to grab his wrist and the bracelet that has place on it earlier in the day. It had hurt due to the needle that had entered Poe’s skin when it was locked into place. “This has a tracking beacon on it, if you try to remove it the needle inside it will pump toxin into your body. The dose will not be lethal enough to kill you in the first few minutes, only because I am prepared to forgive an accident. If you do not get a cure within the first hour your heart will explode in your body.”

Master purrs as he strokes the bracelet. “I’ve seen it happen before Pet, it is not a pleasant death. My last toy found out the hard way just how painful a death it is. Perhaps I will show you the video of her death to press upon you the consequences of even an attempted escape.”

Swallowing back his fear, Poe tilts his head down submissively. “I am yours to do with as you please Master.”

“Yes, you are.” Master’s hand trails up Poe’s arm up to his throat where he pulls hard enough on the gold collar around Poe’s to make him choke. “This marks you as mine. You should be honoured, gold only goes to my favourites and you are the first to wear it.”

What is he supposed to say to that? Poe’s mind screams, he doesn’t feel grateful by Master’s preference for him, he hates it, hates all of this! Despite his inner conflict Poe keeps his face calm and turns his head just so in order to appear more submissive. “I am unworthy of such attention Master, but I will endeavour to live up to it.”

Master laughs and pulls Poe in for a brutal kiss. “You hate this Pet and you hate me, I can see it all in your eyes.” Poe can feel his eyes widening in fear at having been discovered. “Do not fear, so long as you obey without fuss you may keep your hatred. While I do not need your spirit to be whole for you to serve your purpose I much prefer it.”

Poe says nothing and eventually Master scoffs and releases him. “Come let us meet your charges. My son is asleep but when he wakes he will require feeding. It’s a pity we could not alter your body so that it creates milk for the children.”

The door opens when Master keys in the code, his body hiding the numbers from Poe’s sight. “Na’van, El’ada it is time to wake. Where is Nanny Yva?” Master asks as he steps into the room after Poe, practically pushing Poe inside.

The two girls stir into wakefulness and look up at the men who have entered the room. Na’van brightens at the sight of Master and runs over to him. “Papa! Nanny ith wif our brover!” She’s holding up her hands to be picked up and Master obliges her with a laugh. “Who dis?”

Her dark eyes turn to Poe and he’s struck by how much she looks like the pictures that he’s seen of his mother when she was younger, of himself even. The only difference is the orange skin and the slightly pointed ears that seem to be a character of his Master’s species. The fact that she’s speaking full sentences with little difficulty at her age is astonishing.

“This is Nanny Poe; he will be taking over the care of your brother.” Master answers, looking fondly down at Na’van. “This way Nanny Yva has more time for you and your sister.”

Na’van seems to consider this with great seriousness. “Will he play wif uth to?”

“When he is not tending to your brother he will do anything you ask of him.” The words are kind but Poe can read the threat underneath; he is there’s to serve with the exception of requests that go against Master’s orders.

That seems to satisfy Na’van who nods and holds her hand out to Poe. “Hello Nanny Poe.”

It takes a moment for Poe to gather up the courage to raise his hand to shake her small one. “H-hello Na’van.”

“My thister ith thy,” She says, not at all bothered by his hesitation, Poe can’t help but find her little lisp endearing “So I need to introduth you to her.” Still holding Poe’s hand she squirms out of Master’s arms and down to the ground, forcing Poe to bend over to accommodate her small height. She leads Poe to where little El’ada is still sitting, looking at them with uncertainty. “El’a thith ith Nanny Poe! He gunna help wif Tre’av!”

Little El’ada pulls the blanket that she hid herself under when they entered to look shyly up at Poe. He notices that her eyes are pink and her face rounder than Na’van’s, looking at her makes Poe think of his father.

“Hi.” She says quickly before hiding under the blanket again.

Poe doesn’t realize that Master has followed behind them until he speaks up. “El’ada come now there is no need to hide. Come here to Papa.”

Still clutching her blanket, El’ada crawls toward Master, who lifts her up and pulls her into a hug before pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. His actions are so tender that it’s hard to compare him to the Master who treats Poe as though he’s nothing but property. Poe doesn’t know where this softness is coming from.

“Poe!” Na’van is pulling on his hand anxious to get his attention.

Turning to her, Poe sinks down to his knees next to her. “I’m sorry, what were you saying?” He isn’t sure if he should call her by her name or add some honourific to it, he supposes he’ll learn when he meets the other nanny or when Master tells him.

“Play wif me!” She sits down in front of him and pulls over some plush toys shaped like star fighters. She hands one to Poe that’s shaped like a TIE fighter and keeps an X-Wing for herself. “Imma be the good guy.” She tells him sternly before making flying noises and cute ‘pew pew pews’ as she shoots at him.

Seeing no alternative, and not wanting to be taken away from this moment, Poe makes his own sounds, trying to mimic the sounds the TIE’s make as realistic as possible. This is alright he thinks, I can do this.

“Thome day imam fly a weal one!” Na’van says proudly after she ‘destroys’ Poe’s TIE fighter plushie. “M’gunna be a X-wing piwot!”

Master laughs joyfully and reaches down to ruffle her hair affectionately. “You will be whatever you wish my dear one.

The room is suddenly too small and Poe wants nothing more than to run away, no care about the poison that will course through him and kill him. He sees too much of himself in Na’van, in his daughter. He can remember a similar exchange between himself and his mother when he was young and it’s just too much.

Before Poe can get his feet under him there’s a piercing cry from one of the bedrooms attached to the playroom and an orange skinned Twi’lek woman comes out carrying a crying baby. She’s an older woman, perhaps General Organa’s age (don’t think about her, that’s your old life, Poe reminds himself harshly.) The baby in her arms is bundled up in a green blanket and seems to be in no hurry to calm down despite being rocked by Nanny Yva, that is who Poe assumes this is.

“He will not calm Master, and I have tried everything.” Poe can hear the fear in her voice and it makes him think of Master’s earlier threat. He doesn’t say anything as she moves past him to stand, head bowed, before Master. “I fear he may have taken ill.”

Master does not seem pleased by this but he refrains from taking the baby, turning instead to Poe. “Yva this is my Poe, he will be taking over my son’s care, this will be his first test.” Under Master’s gaze Poe tries not to shudder. “Take my son.”

Patting Na’van’s hair in a comforting motion as he stands, Poe reaches out and takes his son into his arms for the first time. “Hush now.” Uncaring of what Master may think of it, he walks over to the lone couch in the room and sits down so that he can hold Tre’av more comfortably.

Unbidden he recalls a melody his mother used to hum to him to calm him down as a child. Slowly he begins to hum softly, the song coming easily to him. Slowly the baby calms and settles into sleep. Poe feels as though his heart will burst as Na’van and El’ada crawl up on to the couch to snuggle each one again his side and Poe is lost.

Poe knows that there is no choice for him now, he will stay alive and do everything he can to remain in the lives of his children. Maybe if he is good enough Master will allow him contact with them beyond the next six months. If Poe were to look up he would see the knowing look on his Master’s face. He doesn’t though; his attention is focus wholly and the children curled up to him as and promising to himself that his life will exist only for them.

owwwww, god

yes!!!!!!! +1

Hux is stressed. Hux is angry. Hux is sleep deprived.
Then suddenly Hux is calm and collected and all ok.

Kylo wonders how the General did it.
He wonders, until he realizes the First Order proscribes all its soldiers psychotropic drugs.

+ Hux uses Ren to de-stress. He was dangerously close to overdose from the whole stressful Starkiller project.
++ Kylo and Hux on the run from Snoke after Starkiller fail, Hux going into withdraw.

The First Order has a very open view on casual sex. After all, you might die tomorrow, so why not make the most of today?

Kylo walks into what he assumed was an FO officer general meeting, and realizes it was an FO officer general orgy.

+ All the wild sex, all of it. Kylo never knew Hux could bend that way, even with a stick up his ass.
+ But feelings are not allowed. Oh no.
+ Kylo Ren is a very emotional boy. Oops.

Every new planet the Resistance sets up a base, Poe and his squad host a 'planet-warming' party. No planet needed more warming than Hoth.

Yeeees pls

damn im a hoe +++1

Ye Magical Olde Kingdom time!

Ben Solo was the bastard son of Queen Leia. No title, no claim to the throne, but compensated by getting spoiled rotten. And as he also had no expectations from anyone, he grew up quite a lost and horrible child.

The old housekeeper, Mr. Threepio, had to retire.
Kidnapping attempts on Ben by agents of the evil First Order, enemy to Alderaan.

The new butler Ben's mother hired was young, strict, red-headed, with a hidden temper and a stick up his ass. He was also hired as body guard for the young not prince.

For the first time in his life, someone was holding Ben up to expectations and standards, because “You are better than this, and you know it.”

+ Discipline time
+ Battle Butler
+ Millicent the housecat, such soft paw pads
+ Ben celebrating his coming of age by losing his virginity with Hux
+ Hedge maze sex
+ Ben finally having goals and trying to make something of himself, for himself, but also for Hux
++ Hux was a First Order agent all along

Oh man all those inappropriate use of the Force.

!Force feedback loop sex
!Force tentacle time
!Force phone sex
!Force orgasm denial
!Force mindfuck while Ren is going through his katas.
!Force purple space dragon dildos
!Force double Hux double teaming Ren, only for Ren to learn the trick real fast

Oops misfire, please delete.

okay, okay, this may just be me, but when i played football in high school youd always give your friend a tiny headbutt after you did something impressive. a proud lil "knock" with your helmets to send em on their way.
this made me remember that for the first time in a couple of years, and its so oddly personal that i desperately want to see this in a fic.
+1,000

All the Knights of Ren are rescue dogs.
Rey and Finn and Mitaka are the volunteers at the animal shelter looking after them.

+ Poe the fireman
+ Phasma the local bylaw officer
+ Hux the stray cat often stuck up on a tree
+ cat Hux taking on Scottish Deerhound Kylo Ren and winning
++ Kylo Ren's real name is Ben, who got lost in transit when his owners, the Solos, moved towns

I am 100% here for Phasma as an Animal Control officer.

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Re: phux, the daring garbage escape to tap her garbage general

Hux/Others - Dubcon Xeno - Hux needs a bath…

Re: Kylux, hux is trapped in a bad romance novel plot, seethes

Kylo/Poe- dark!Poe, shame kink [tw: non/dub-con]

Re: Kylo/Poe- dark!Poe, shame kink [tw: non/dub-con]

Re: Kylux: Proving worth to a warrior clan (cw: gore)

Kylo/Poe/Han - Poe Likes them both so he has them both - Possible Incest TW?

Re: Hux/Others - Dubcon Xeno - Hux needs a bath…

Re: Gen, Kylo's loneliness and make believe with his grandfather

Re: Kylo/Poe- dark!Poe, shame kink [tw: non/dub-con]

[Fill] Watching You Drown, Watching You Scream [3/?]

Re: [Fill] Watching You Drown, Watching You Scream [3/?]

Re: Kylo/Poe- dark!Poe, shame kink [tw: non/dub-con]

Kylux - FO on drugs

Kylux, FO officer orgy

Gen or Finn/Poe: Planetwarming party

Re: Kylux, hux is trapped in a bad romance novel plot, seethes

Re: Hux/Others - Dubcon Xeno - Hux needs a bath…

Kylux - Battle Butler Brendol

Re: Kylo/Hux, Hux is Snoke.

Gen - Dog Rescue

Re: Gen - Dog Rescue

Re: Poe/Finn: Forehead touching

Gen - Dog Rescue

Re: Gen - Dog Rescue