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Kiss Ask 3 and 38

Requested by: @amiecris

(This is a double request and WOW were they so much fun to write! This is the last one for today, but there will be more tomorrow!)

38. Because They’re Running Out of Time

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Imagine Ren lying to Hux by telling him he looked into your mind and saw that you didn’t feel the same way about Armitage as he did for you

“I looked into her mind you know.” Ren had stopped to say to Hux on his way out of the command centre. You were Rens apprentice but he had realised quite quickly that you were absolutely captivated by General Hux. Ren had not liked this. He felt it interfered with your training as his apprentice. It would only get worse now that he noticed the way Armitage had begun looking at you. He needed to do something so you and Hux never ended up together. He had caught the generals attention now as he continued “she doesn’t feel the same way about you. In fact she can’t stand the way you look at her. It would make anyone’s skin crawl.” Ren said these words behind his mask and then took his leave. Hux hadn’t seen his face so he couldn’t see the vindictive expression Kylo wore as he told Armitage all this.

A few days passed and you began to notice Armitage had stopped looking at you. Barely even sharing more than a word of acknowledgement in passing. It hurt that he had changed like this. You wondered whether you had done something wrong. You found yourself thinking about it over and over. It consumed you on a daily basis even causing you to become lapse in your duties.

One night you had decided to try to forget about it by having a couple glasses of wine. However now you found that after becoming slightly drunk had caused it to plague your mind worse than ever.

Without thinking too much about what you were doing you got up and strode out into the corridors of the finaliser. You were headed to General Hux’s room.

You soon arrived outside of his door, a little hot and bothered from your power walk across the ship.

You knocked a little too quietly at first before hammering on the door in case he couldn’t hear you.

There was no answer. You knew he was there, he was such a workaholic he always answered or cane running whenever he was called to the command centre outside of his work hours.

You couldn’t just barge into his room. This would be rude and unfair. But he’d been rude and unfair for ignoring you the last few days. If he hated you did it matter if you made him hate you a little more? You decided to use the force to open the doors to his room.

Sure enough across the room sat at his desk was the general looking up from his data pad confused and intrigued as to how the door had opened.

You cleared your throat as you strode in trying to be as confident as you could.

“General.” You spoke formally so as not to aggravate the situation, slightly regretting forcing your way in. “Y/l/n” he nodded to you as he cold expressionless eyes stared at you.

“Is everything alright general hux? You’ve been distant the last few days? Has my performance been unsatisfactory?”

You had to keep the conversation professional or you’d begin sobbing and asking him what you’d done wrong.

General Hux swallowed and tensed his jaw. This bothered you because you wanted an answer NOW!

So you sauntered forward and leaned over his desk bringing your face close to his.

“If I’ve been unsatisfying might I offer to make up for it somehow?”

His eyes widened and his face reddened. You felt him leaning towards you but this wasn’t quite what you were after. Not yet anyway.

You stood up and folded your arms, looking down at him now.

“Some input might be nice general.” You raised an eyebrow at him, awaiting his answer.

He cleared his throat “You’ve been satisfactory, your work is always completed to the highest standard.”

He didn’t give you much other than a dry response. You felt your emotions get the better of you now. Tears built up in your eyes “So why won’t you look at me anymore, you barely say anything to me! Armitage please tell me...” your voice began to crack and you stopped yourself from humiliating yourself further.

He looked hurt now, seeing you get upset and knowing he was the cause.

He stood up “I’m sorry.” He said in a whisper as he looked down at the desk. Uncertain what else he could do or say.

“But why Armitage? I want to know. I can’t bear it when you don’t look at me, don’t smile at me...” You sobbed now as you roughly wiped away your tears with your sleeve. He walked around the desk and tightly embraced you.

“Kylo lied.” He thought to himself. “He’s lied to drive a wedge between us. I should have known better than to believe him.”

Armitage rested his chin on the top of your head.

“I thought it’d be best if I kept my distance from you. I didn’t know if you felt the same way towards me as I do to you.”

You pulled away from him and gazed into his eyes which had softened now as he looked at you with love and sympathy.

“Armitage I love you. I’ve always wanted you.” You told him. There was no point in hiding how you felt anymore. You wanted him to know he was loved by you.

“And I you y/n.” He responded. “I love you so much.” He embraced you again, nuzzling his face into the crook of your shoulder he began kissing gently. He couldn’t help himself you smelled so good.

You giggled slightly at the ticklish sensation and when he broke away he passionately kissed you. Your mouths and tongues dancing with one another.

“Never think you’re unsatisfactory.” He said after breaking away and moving a strand of hair behind your ear. You both smiled and began kissing again.

prompt: “I don’t want to hurt you”-”you won’t.”

pairing: general hux x reader

summary: you are a medic aboard the Supremacy and General Hux comes in one chaotic day for you to stitch up his wounds. 

EDIT: want some backstory? check out RESIGN

word count: 1746

warnings: a little intense, you gotta take care of his owies so

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White coats darted pass you as you made your way down to the entrance of the medic wing of the Supremacy, your datapad balancing carefully in your palm. It was a particularly busy day; more than enough stormtroopers and officers had made their way to seek medical attention. You barely had time to figure out what was going on outside of the sterile haven, but you knew something had to do with the resistance fighting against the First Order.

You datapad chimed happily despite the chaotic setting. Someone was requesting medical attention, and only high ranking officials had the authority to contact you, the lead surgeon. You had to push oblivious nurses and doctors aside to avoid crashing into them, knowing that whoever was behind the door was seriously injured, or needed attention quick.

Just before you could take a step closer to the entrance, General Hux stumbled through.

The General looked awful. His face was bruised, lip and nose bleeding profusely. The orange hair on his head was disheveled, but you could see a spot that was matted down with blood. His greatcoat was torn almost in half, and gashes were visible on his back as he staggered past you.

“General!” You gasp. His head snapped to you and he placed a gloved hand on you for support.

“Take me to your next available room,” He snarled through bared teeth.

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Say, idk if you're still doing these but you don't mind writing #29?

29. As a Promise

(I hope you like this one! This is the last one for the day and I’ll continue posting more requests tomorrow ❤️ thank you for the request!)

With everyone gone up to Heaven, things were much more quiet. Too quiet even. Nearly everyone Charlie was close to was gone. All that was left was her, Alastor and the hotel with their few guests. The hotel was slowly gaining patrons, but Charlie was too scared to get close to them. One day those patrons will be gone to Heaven too while she’ll always be left behind.

Charlie sat on the floor by her bed and brought her knees up to her chest. Tears didn’t flow, but her eyes felt heavy. She closed her eyes and hoped everyone was having fun in heaven. She couldn’t join them, and had no way of communicating with Heaven so all she had was hope.

The sudden sound of footsteps caught Charlie’s attention. She looked up and found Alastor walking up to her. He’d been watching over her lately, asking her how she was doing, if she was okay, if she needed anything. The face she’d been putting up until now was crumbling around her.

She didn’t bother to fix her appearance to save face. “Al, what are you doing here?”

“You seemed a bit off today, I thought maybe you needed some space but clearly that’s exactly what you don’t need,” he put both his hands behind his back and peered down at the curled up demon.

When he didn’t get a response, he softened his tone. “I know you miss them. Everyone’s gone and the likelihood you’re going to see them again is slim,” when he said that, Charlie only tightened into her curled form. No positive response. Alastor continued, trying another approach. “But nothing to worry about my dear. I’m not going anywhere,” He knelt in front of her and brought a hand to her cheek to raise her gaze. “I’m not going anywhere.” He repeated as he leaned over and kissed her forehead.

Charlie’s wide eyes stared up at him as he pulled away. “Al, I- Uh. Can you just sit with me for a while?” His smile softened as he nodded. She opened her closed posture and sat criss cross as the tall man sat on the floor next to her. Tentatively, Charlie reached for Alastor’s free hand and grasped it. Alastor didn’t hesitate to move to interlace their fingers. Charlie looked up and saw that Alastor’s eyes were closed and had a close-lipped smile in place. Feeling a lot more relaxed, Charlie leaned over to rest her head on his shoulder with a sigh. He was still here with her.

Rebirth (Prologue)

Alastor X Human!Reader ((Reincarnation!AU)) 

It was silent. There wasn’t a sound to be made. Emptiness engulfed every corner of the room while the afterglow still glistened and sparkled in the air. A holy ring burnt the hardwood floors as the warmth and love from above clung to his skin. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. There was no way it was possible… 

“She’s gone, Alastor,” A voice echoed in the room, though he knew it was a voice confined to his own head, “I don’t think I’ve seen you frown for this long. It’s been hours.” 

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