So I Saw TRoS In Theaters. I Wasn't...mad. That Hux.....yeah. I'm Mad At How It Happened....they Did

So I saw TRoS in theaters. I wasn't...mad. That Hux.....yeah. I'm mad at how it happened....they did my boy dirty.

Grand Admiral Hux

He deserved it….

Ok! Moriarity... getting frustrated about something domestic.

Warnings: pregnant!reader

“You’re not serious?” Jim’s eyes were small slits and everyone else would probably be running in fear by now. But not you. After years of dating the consulting criminal you knew his tendency for dramatics.

“It’s nice to see you off work early” A sweet smile played on your lips and you totally ignored your boyfriend who stood in the door key still in hand. Your eyes went back down to the offending object you were holding, Jim would get around on his own when he was done being a drama queen.

“Oh. No.” Every word was punctuated to empathise his distaste for the situation. When he finally stepped into your living room he took the gun from your hand in one swift motion.

“Hey!” You pretested but were totally ignored. Jim clicked the open gun shut and aimed it at your companions head. Both of you sighed. “Seb! Why in the world would you let my eight months pregnant girlfriend clean a gun?!”

“She was bored?” Sebastian Moran, number one sniper and Jims best friend, offered with a shrug. “It’s not like someone who dates you would be much for knitting cute kitten sweaters.”

“She’s pregnant!”

“Pregnant and bored” You threw in “Can I have my gun back now?”

“No!”

If you don’t mind me requesting something else, I’m in love with your writing! General Hux comforting the reader when they find out that they are pregnant and are panicking since they didn’t expect it and didn’t really prepare for it to happen? Much love, ❤️

A/N: Thank you so much!! I love this one, it’s less drama filled than some of the other requests I’ve gotten. I love me some good ol’ fluff. 

For the past week you had felt like the dead. Morning sickness was evident that something was wrong. Your monthly cycle hadn’t come and that made you worried. There was only one way to find out, and that meant you had to go to the medbay and be examined by one of the medical droids. All the signs were there, and your worst fears had been realized …. you were pregnant.

How could this happen right now? You weren’t ready to break the news to your boyfriend, General Hux. Sure, the First Order was going to take care of the both of you and your child but would the child be okay being raised on a Star Destroyer for their entire life? And they would be the only child on the ship; would anyone be able to be okay with a child crying all hours of the night?

You bit your lower lip as you lay in bed, still taking in all the information. Hux’s shift was going to end soon, and you had to tell him the news sooner or later. 

Just as you thought about it, Hux entered the room, “Y/n?” he said, taking off his greatcoat and hanging it in the closet, “What’s the matter? Are you feeling okay?”

He set himself on the bed, laying behind you and wrapping his arms around your form. You brought his hand up to cover your stomach, “We’re going to have a baby,” you said softly, “And I’m scared. We didn’t even talk about if we wanted kids, and I don’t even know if we’re ready to have any. Will we have time to raise them? Will w–”

“Shh…Y/n,” Hux said, letting his hand rub up and down your belly. “We will get through this. Yes, they are a little surprise, but they a wonderful surprise. And he or she doesn’t know this yet…but they are loved. We will love them with our whole being,”

I Won’t Say Anything-Pt. 2/3

Warnings: TROS SPOILER, Torture, Soulmate AU Summary: You are a member of the Resistance. You’re captured by the First Order while you are waiting for information from the spy. Pairing: Armitage Hux x Female!Reader Words: 2662 Part 2 of 3

From the day you were treated and reinvigorated, Armitage Hux never entered the prison where they kept you.

In fact, you didn’t even know why they kept you there. You were no longer of any use and they hadn’t even bothered to torture you to get the information anymore. They had abandoned you there, in total silence, fed by a machine that pumped the food your body needed in your veins. Fortunately they had taken medical measures to keep you from having a constant need to go to the bathroom.

You had had so much time to think about the visions you had about the general that you almost hated the torture that had stopped. At least those could have distracted you from all those harmful flashes.

Would you die there? On that First Order ship, thinking about the general who destroyed so many lives?

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Two Men and A Murder Suspect

Imagine by: @sherlockrelatedimagines

Imagine: Moriarty threatening a jury to find you not guilty when he finds out you’re on trial.

Fandom: BBC Sherlock

Pairing: James Moriarty x Reader, Slight!Sherlock x Reader

Warnings: Mention of heavy violence

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