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Grown Up - Poe Dameron

Poe Dameron x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 989

Summary: Han come’s back to find out his daughter is more of an adult than he thought.

Authors Note: I found this half written dialog under my bed on a scrap of paper and it had the original prompt for my story ( “oh kriff no!” - Han Solo ) and I realized after I wrote this that it felt familiar and thats because I already wrote it lol. So I changed it up some, gave it a new name, summary and ending.

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“General. You wanted to see us.” Poe said as him and Y/n entered the bridge holding hands.

“Yes.” Leia turned to face them with a smile. “We have some guests landing in a few hours and I’d like the two of you to greet them.”

“No problem.” Poe nodded, it sounded easy enough.

“Who are they mom?” Y/n asked wondering if they needed to impress the people coming or not.

“You’ll see.” Leia smiled secretly, she knew exactly who was coming and she wanted to keep it a surprise to her daughter.

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Later that day Poe and Y/n were heading to the hanger to greet their secret guests. Who must’ve gotten there early but the most shock of seeing their ship was which ship it ended up being.

“Daddy! Chewie!” Y/n yelled out in shock and excitement. She hadn’t seen them in years.

Chewiw roared out as he ran down the ramp and over to Y/n. Picking Y/n up tightly hugging her and he spun her in the air.

“Hey Fuzzball, let me hug my daughter will ya?” Han said from behind them.

“Hi Daddy.” Y/n laughed as Chewie put her down.

“Hey baby girl.” Han hugged her.

“How’ve you been?” Y/n asked once they pulled apart.

“Good. Good- you?” he nodded.

“Great.” Y/n smiled and looked back at Poe before introducing the two. “Oh dad, this is Poe Dameron.”

“Honor to meet you sir.” Poe stepped forward holding out his hand for a handshake.

“Liewise kid. We’ve heard of your reputation.” Han shook his hand after staring at him and his hand for a moment.

“Mom’s waiting for you in the command room.” Y/n spoke up sensing a tension building from her father.

“Roarrrr, Roaaar, Roooar.” Chewie pulled Y/n back into a hug.

Y/n laughed, hugging him back. “Yes Chewie, we’ll see each other later.”

“Bye Sweetheart.” Han said as he and Chewie headed off to find Leia.

“See you later dad.” Y/n waved at them as they left the hanger, her and Poe Left next to each other.

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“Han.” Leia greeted turning to focus her attention on him as he entered the bridge.

“Leia.” Han smiled at him.

“How are you?” Leia asked as they stood right across from each other.

“Good, been good. Busy.” Hand nodded looking around before focusing back on her. “You? How’ve you been? It’s been awhile.” He wondered about her and how she’s been.

“I’ve been good. Busy as well.” She answered.

“Yeah, yeah I can see that.”

“What’d you think of your welcome?” Leia smiled, knowing he enjoyed seeing his daughter after so long.

“It’s been so long since I’ve seen her. Not since…” Han nodded with a remaining smile.

“She’s grown into a fine young woman.” Leia stated as they turned and started to walk, leaving the bridge behind them.

“How old is she now? 20’s?” Han guessed.

“Yes. She’s in her early 20’s.” Leia confirmed.

“Have I really been gone that long?” Han looked at her with sadness in his eyes.

“You have.” She missed his expression with a grimace.

“I’m sorry.” he apologized.

“You’ve missed a lot.” Leia skipped over the apology.

“I have.” Han knew he missed a lot and he wished he would’ve done things differently.

“What’d you think of Poe?” Leia asked changing the sorrow subject to a lighter one.

“The pilot with her?” Han wanted to confirm who they were talking about.

“That's the one.”

“Seems like a nice guy. Heard his reputation.” He tells her but he also didn’t understand why she wanted to talk about this Poe.

“He’s my best pilot.” she stated.

“Hmmmhmm, from the stories I’ve heard of him I would figure. He seems like a good guy.” Han shrugged.

“He is. You can even ask your daughter.” She smiled at her indendo she knew it’d get his attention.

“Y/n?” What did his daughter have to do with this?

“Hmmm Hmmm.” Leia hummed with a nod of her head.

“Why?” Now he was suspicious.

“They're together.” Leia tells him, expecting what comes next.

“What?!” Han yelled.

“Don’t act all surprised Han. Like you said you haven’t been here and she’s an adult now. They’ve been together for a while.” She explains to him, giving him a stern look in her eyes.

“He’s also reckless! I’ve heard that about him to.” He grumbled now trying to think of all the negative things he’s heard of the shaggy haired pilot.

“So were you.” Lei pointed out in defense of her best pilot and daughter's lover.

“That's not the point.” Han scoffed.

“It has to do with it. Yes.” Leia stated stopping so they’d turn to face each other. “You may not like it. But that’s because you're her father. You're a good father even if you haven’t been there in awhile. You care, and because you care Han no ones ever going to be good enough for your little girl in your eyes. But I assure you Poe is. He’d die for her.”

Han thought over her words, knowing she was right. “I still don’t like it.” 

“I don’t expect you to right away.” Leia smiled at him coming around.

“Maybe I’ll stay around for a while.” He really did miss Leia and Y/n but he also needed to keep an eye on this Poe guy.

“You're welcome to as long as you don’t try to sabotage their relationship.” Leia laughed already knowing what he might plan later. When he looked down with squinted eyes Leia got serious. “Han I mean it.”

“Fine.” Han groaned out giving into her wishes for him to play nice.

“I’ll be watching you.” Leia stated letting him know she won’t let him ruin their daughter's relationship. At all.

“Yeah, yeah.” Han mumbled as they looked to the hanger, seeing their daughter and Poe laughing and chasing each other around his X-Wing.

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Half in Half (1/?)

Prompt: One half light, the other dark. Divided by your differences, your brother went from your other half to the man who killed your father. You once refused to lose hope, refused to let Ben go. With walls built around yourself, can Poe break them down?

Based off of: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy.

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Solo!Reader

Other parts: Force Awakens: one - two - three - four - five Last Jedi: one - two

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The first thing you see is his eyes.

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Half in Half (2/?)

Prompt: One half light, the other dark. Divided by your differences, your brother went from your other half to the man who killed your father. You once refused to lose hope, refused to let Ben go. With walls built around yourself, can Poe break them down?

Based off of: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy. Pairing: Poe Dameron x Solo!Reader Other parts: Force Awakens: one - two - three - four - five Last Jedi: one - two

Notes: Happy New Year Everyone!! Here’s part two to Half in Half to kick off your new year!

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Turns out it wasn’t a Rathtar – it was the Guavian Death Gang.

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Half in Half (3/?)

Prompt: One half light, the other dark. Divided by your differences, your brother went from your other half to the man who killed your father. You once refused to lose hope, refused to let Ben go. With walls built around yourself, can Poe break them down?

Based off of: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy. Pairing: Poe Dameron x Solo!Reader Other parts: Force Awakens: one - two - three - four - five Last Jedi: one - two

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“I’m fine.”

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Consequences of Anger-Spurred Outbursts

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Fem!Solo*!Reader

*(mainly bc i just wanted reader to be leia's daughter for comedic reasons, it's an easy bit to ignore if you'd like to do so)

Summary: After learning some information about one of your pilots, you go a little haywire. Poe is both impressed and a little shocked.

Word Count: 1700 ish

Warnings: dumbass men, punching, minor injuries

You were just about up to your neck in reasons to hurl the nearest wrench across the hangar. The mission had gone well, but what it going well entailed was driving you up the wall. You and Poe had been sent by Leia to meet General Calrissian about some troubling information he’d picked up in some backwater bar on Ryloth. Apparently, one of the Resistance’s pilots was dirty - selling out intel about Rebel tech to the First Order in exchange for credits. Even worse, Lando’s information had confirmed one of your deepest, most buried worries. That it was someone in your squadron.

You’d tried to remain impartial to the pilots under your command in the long extent you’d been on base, but Dext Stamat had always struck you as a little off. Rude, toeing the line of insubordination on multiple occasions, and always asking too many questions. Of course, curiosity and ambition among your pilots was usually a good thing. It meant that they were engaged, interested in the cause, and you always loved sharing the knowledge you’d picked up as you've traveled across the galaxy. However, Stamat had strange habits of asking for details about upcoming missions that even you didn’t know yet. It had unnerved you from the beginning of his stint in your squadron, especially as his questions began to coincide with mishaps, even smaller ones, that began to throw off missions of larger and larger scales.

And now, you knew why. That dirty, dirty pig.

You were going to skin him alive.

“Just wait 'til I get my hands on that piece of shit,” you snarl as Poe attempts to discreetly wrestle you away from the hustle and bustle of the main hangar to the tarmac outside. It’s best if this conversation goes unheard.

“I know you want to, and for a good reason, but you can’t. Leia- General Organa needs him alive. If he’s been communicating with the First Order, that means he knows how they’re operating, to a certain extent. He’s valuable to her. To us.” You sigh, letting the frustrated noise signal your reluctant agreement. He’s right, after all; Dext is a dirtbag, but he’s a dirtbag that could get you some leads. You take a deep breath, starting to feel yourself cool off.

“Hey, did you see me out there? I bet Dameron couldn’t do that.”

You furrow your brows, turning your head to find the source of your confusion.

Poe’s grip on your hands tightens as Dex and his pack of buddies (more like lower-level fighters that follow him around out of pure fear) enter the hangar. He’s boasting about a recent flight, of course. When is he not? Your blood boils in your veins, a roaring sound creeping into your ears as he rambles on and on about how he’d executed a double loop. It’s pretty basic, jackass. My mom could fly better than you.

You can feel your cheeks start to heat. Poe notices, and wisely lets you go. It’s best if he lets you handle this on your own. You wouldn’t do anything brash, would you? No, he decides. You wouldn’t do anything.

He watches as you casually stroll past the group of men, leaning on a nearby fighter and picking at your nails with a spare screwdriver you’d found on your way over. From your spot closer to the pilot, you can hear every word tumbling carelessly out of his mouth.

“Yeah, I just punched it. Let ‘em eat my space dust, if you know what I mean.” He tilts his head back, guffawing at his own joke. The group around him quickly lets out a round of polite laughs, nervously glancing back and forth between Stamat and each other. “I straight-up smoked them, I tell you. I’d like to see Pretty Boy Poe pull that one off.” No longer able to contain yourself, you clear your throat, relishing the momentary look of bewilderment on Dext’s overexaggerated features. It doesn’t last long, unfortunately. His beady eyes quickly harden, lips tilting into a smirk.

“Hey, Solo.”

“That’s Commander Solo to you, Dex.” Using his nickname’s a low blow, you know that, but you just can’t put up with his bullshit anymore. Especially not after being told of what he’s been doing - what he’s cost you. Who he’s cost you. His jaw sets into a sharp line, and he lets out a low, raw noise that almost sounds like a growl.

“Oh, is that so, Commander?” he says mockingly, and you sigh, not meeting his eyeline as you return your attention to your gritty nails. Damn flight gloves - you should probably clean them more often. You smile inwardly as he grumbles with annoyance.

“You know, Stamat, I’d be more careful about how you treat superior officers,” you say lightly, tilting your head to meet his gaze. He sneers down at you, momentarily glancing back. You follow his sightline, to see Poe standing against a far wall.

“Why?” he whines comically, toying with you. “Or you’ll report me to your boyfriend?” You glare at him, and he just offers you his pathetic attempt at a simpering smile. “You look pretty worn out, Commander. Have you two been busy lately?” he asks, snickering. The roaring sound in your ears gets a little louder. It mingles with the sound of boots against concrete as Poe makes his way over. He’d heard that last comment.

“You heard her, Stamat. Watch it,” he warns. You cringe inwardly. Poe, why? Just let me deal with him. Please. Dext just ignores him, the only indication he’s aware of his presence being an offhand glance over his head.

“Aw, do you need him to come fight your battles for you?” he asks, chuckling. “How cute. You know, if this short stack of griddle cakes isn’t doing it for you, my quarters are always unlocked.”

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” you say, taking a step forward. Poe grins as Stamat stumbles back.

That’s my girl.

“Oh, yeah, trust me, I can give you so much more than flyboy over here,” he sneers. He opens his mouth to spew some more infuriating bantha fodder, but the only sound that exits his mouth is a high-pitched yelp as your fist soars upwards and connects with his jaw. His heavy form collapses to the tarmac, and his eyes shudder closed. Poe freezes, turning to face you.

“Y/N!”

“WHAT?”

“You punched him!”

“Eh,” is all you say, before picking Stamat up by the arms and dragging him inside. Poe watches you exit the hangar, not knowing if he should worry about how mad Leia’s going to be or marvel at how strong you are.

After a few moments, he snaps out his trance and jogs into the building, following the trail of confused, concerned stares you’d left in your wake all the way up to the General’s small office in the middle of the base. He catches up to you just outside the door. You seem unfazed as you tote Dex’s rather large body around, and he just watches, in awe, as you drag him into the office.

Of all the things General Leia Organa thought she’d see today, Poe Dameron leaning in her doorway while her fuming daughter drags in the limp body of a pilot to her was not one of them. Still, it wasn’t totally out of left quadrant, so she just sighs, sits down on her small couch, and says: “You have five minutes.”

To her shock, one of the usual rambling verbal essays she can often predict when talking with Commander Dameron doesn’t come. You just stretch your fingers and approach her, boots thudding softly against the floor.

“General Calrissian told us that this one here-” you pause to jerk your thumb downwards to the unconscious pilot who is now drooling on her carpet. “-has been selling us out. Giving details to the First Order about our new ships and weaponry. I’ve had a bad feeling about him for months, and now I know why. Do with that what you will. I’m gonna take tomorrow off. I injured my hand.” And with that, you walk out of her office, rubbing your knuckles. Poe stares after you, and the General waves a hand, dismissing him. He offers her an apologetic smile, then dashes out of the room.

He falls into step beside you, shooting a glance in your direction. His eyebrows shoot skyward as he surveys the poorly restrained satisfaction written on your face. For fuck's sake, you're grinning.

“Why in gods’ name are you smiling right now?” he asks, and you chuckle.

“I’ve always wanted to do that.” He pauses, staring at you. Your stomach drops. He looks offended. A muddled apology begins to tumble from your lips, but your words halt on your tongue as he bursts into laughter, takes your face in his hands, and presses his lips to yours.

“I love you so much,” he murmurs, and you turn away, face warming. Smirking, Poe brushes a few stray hairs from your face. He finds it incredibly satisfying that you can knock a 6’4 dude out cold, yet he can still fluster you in the blink of an eye. He goes to take your hand, but you pull away, hissing.

“I wasn’t kidding when I said I hurt my hand,” you say, and he blanches, concerned. “Don’t worry, just a little bruising.” He relaxes visibly, and you grab the corner of his jacket. He swings around to face you. “However, I think it is mandatory that you come watch a HoloVid with me and eat a slightly unhealthy amount of popcorn.”

“You just learned we’ve been sold out to the First Order and all you can think about is a sleepover?” he asks incredulously, not admitting he'd been on the verge of proposing the exact same plan.

“We’ve got a couple of days before we can do anything about it,” you say, and Poe narrows his eyes at you. He knows you’re right, of course. Grinning, you fix your eyes to his, pouting out your bottom lip slightly. Godsdamnit, you’re adorable when you do that, he thinks, finally conceding with a nod and an exaggerated eye roll. “Yessss,” you cheer through your teeth, pumping a fist in the air.

Poe chuckles, wrapping an arm around you and pressing a kiss to your hair. All things considered, this was shaping up to be a relatively decent afternoon.

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MAY THE 4TH BE WITH YOU ALL!❤️✨⭐️🌟💫🌠🌌🪐☄️

Ahhh I love it!!!

Wrecker is an absolute sweet heart.

Heyo if your still doing the bad batch match ups can I please get one. I understand if they are closed.

I'm a guy hahah bisexual and transgender.

My height is 180cm 5'11. My hair change colour alot but at the moment is is blonde dyed roots with green and black. My eyes are green. I'm very thin but also have quite a bit of strenght becuase of motobike riding. My bones are very hard to break and I an kinda a mutant becuase of my heart got Wolf Parkinson's white syndrome. Natural resting heart rate of 110 beats a minute.

I'm the genetic mess up of my family XD so I relate to the bad batch alot and they are all kinda a comfort zone for me.

I'm kinda anti-social but happen to enjoy being around kids, I'm the eldest of 7 and raised two of my siblings. I may be a little shy but I hwv3 been in way to many fights with people to protect my family.

I'm a free runner, parkour and urban adventurer. Love doing those things they make me feel more alive then I normally do.

Other things I love doing is art, drawing mainly, I love sketching people in what I see as 'their natural environment'.

(Don't know if I put enough in this but hey, it's my first time ever asking for a match up so who knows)

A/N - Thank you so much for requesting a match up, @morri-gans-teapot ! I hope that you like your match! 💛

💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

I match you up with...

Wrecker!

- Wrecker loves that you can run around and not break bones ever!

- It reminds him of his strength and how it takes allot to knock him down too!

- Wrecker loves listening to your erratic heartbeat when you cuddle. Oddly enough it comforts him in a strange way.

- It's just very soothing to him and it calms him down just listening to your heartbeat.

- Wrecker loves that you're good with kids because he's a gentle giant who is excellent with kids.

- He loves watching you practice for free running and parkour.

- Your parkour skills are a huge advantage on missions!

- Wrecker just kind of chucks you at a target, and you soar through the air, or around various obstacles.

- You can weave through corridors and Wrecker is always close behind you.

- One of your favorite things to do during your down time is sketch Wrecker.

- He has so many moods and facial expressions! Each drawing comes out so vivid and true to Wrecker that he fawns over how great they are.

- "This is amazing, y/n! It's like a picture!" Wrecker exclaims, his eyes lighting up in childlike excitement.

Hello there, I just stumbled onto your page and I was wondering if I could request a Darth Maul x female reader with angst and fluff? Like reader is with the jedi order, but she isn't exactly liked because she has darkness in her but Maul likes her.....or if you have an original plot, go for it, I won't complain.

P.S.-I may come back and request something with Iceman or something from Harry Potter!

Please take me away - Darth Maul x Female!Human!Jedi reader

Hello! Thank you for the request! This idea is perfect for me to write my first Darth Maul Fic! 😫 I’ve always wanted to but never had the courage to do so! Please send any other requests you would like I would love that!

I also loved how you used blue for your writing! It made me read the request in the narrator from the Clone Wars show 😂

I hope you like it!

❤️🖤❤️🖤

SUMMARY: see request above!

WARNINGS: Reader is mistreated, reader is isolated, name calling, general angst, murder, swearing, stalking undertones, reader crying, insomnia, protective Darth Maul, age gap, nicknames, soft Darth maul, general fluff, running away, Jedi becomes Sith, Kyber crystal bleeding ritual. (TW) Unedited!

The sun was covered by clouds, seeping through the main Padawan training room. A lightsaber defense class was currently in session, with a head count of 12 15-16 year old Padawans. Along with a Master Jedi knight, who was teaching them a new range of skills and techniques.

There was a pair, consisting of a 15 year old boy and an equal aged girl. Her name was (y/n). She was known to be “slightly ahead” for her age. She found it easy to learn new skills. Almost like it was already written in her code.

The lesson started with meditation, to get everyone into the right head space. Moving onto an extensive warm up of the body, to ensure a full range of motion. Then the training began!

Each pair went one at a time, so their Master could watch them clearly without distractions. The majority of the pairs had their turn before (y/n) and her partner got to have theirs.

They got into position, ready to spar. The pair waited in idle anticipation for their Master to give the sign to start. Once hearing a “GO!” Blue crashed against green. The light crackles of contact, the hum of movement, and the children’s focused grunts were the only thing to be heard. The boy pushed (y/n) against the wall with the force, causing her to get frustrated as she knew she was years ahead of him. The sparing match went on, it looked like watching a dance routine.

The final straw for the young woman was the boys foot making contact with her chest, and shoving her to the ground. With a loud scream she used the force to pull herself up and started violently thrashing her saber against his, leaving him little to no time to strategies. She let out grunts and screams. “I HAVE HAD IT WITH YOU”, the words flew from her mouth and echoed in the large room.

The boy had slipped and fell hard on the ground. He was frightened to say the least, his saber was the only thing protecting him from being sliced apart. He called out to their master “HELP ME! SHE IS GOING TO KILL ME!”. With that their Master used the force to retract the girls lightsaber, which lead her to look at him with furious eyes. Before she could make another sound, she was put to sleep.

———

Since that day you never got along with anyone. Some people were wary of you and always tried to avoid you, while others were cruel to you. But one thing both groups had in common, was calling you horrible names. You were bounced around to different Masters, some just gave orders and ignored, some would insult you and make your life a living hell. You suffered in more ways than one. You were always stressed, never sleeping well, constantly being tired leading to you being an anxious woman. The topic of being kicked out was a reoccurring conversation, which lead to anxiety attacks. You could never catch a break mentally.

Walking through the halls of the order felt like being an easy target. You constantly heard whispers and people would shout at you. “Freak”, “Sith spy”, “future murderer”, “red eyes”, “piece of shit”, “waste of space”, “I bet your parents were bad people, and wanted nothing to do with a child like you!” And so much more.

Their were many missions were you would be called a few names, and insults. But one mission stuck out from the rest. You were told to stay back after the night watch debrief, which you knew wasn’t to praise you on your efforts.

You were 18 at the time, and 2 years from knighthood. The leading Jedi knight who gave the debrief, got right up into your face and verbal attacked you. The sun was setting behind him, making the hood he was wearing cast a shadow over his eyes. He was intimidating both in general and in this moment.

“(Y/n), you worthless waste of resources. If you make even one mistake or fault…I will get you kicked out. Am I fucking understood?” He gritted out with his teeth. You nodded with a “yes Master”, he shoved your shoulder and walked off. Your whole body shrunk into itself as you whispered “don’t cry” repeatedly.

———

As you were gathering yourself, a certain Dathomirian Zabrak was watching on. He was there to seek out information on the Jedi. Amber eyes were fixated upon their first glance at you, and his body froze. Seeing your Master lash out at you stopped him in his tracks. He heard what he needed to, ready to move on when he heard your name being called. The sound alone stopped him. When the senior Jedi threatened you, his body tensed. He didn’t know why, but it was like a hidden instinct had kicked in.

He saw you take a deep breath, ground yourself and walk off to your night watch route. You walked around the south west side of the building, starting to scope out the terrain. His body followed yours like a curious cat, walking slowly and steadily. His eyes scan over your body, learning every inch, while his fingers itched for the blood of the master who treated you like shit.

His mind was all over the place, and he struggled to make sense of it. Why was he following this young woman, while he was trying to get a job done. You felt his strong force signature, and ignited your blue saber. Your eyes darting in different directions, the man skilled in force distribution. Your body was on fire with a concoction of anticipation and adrenaline, using all the energy you could on finding the being who was a potential threat to the order.

After 10 minutes the signature was gone, and so was your energy. You walked back to your wall position and slouched against it, fingers rubbing your eyes as a new ache came from your temples. “Fucking hell, they’re now messing with my night duties. How low can they get?”

The black and red patterned man left on his ship with new information and some…conflicting emotions.

———

A year and 10 months passed and your life was bizarre to say the least. The mistreatment, name calling and isolation was still the same to your disappointment. But your sleep quality was heavily improved, your body felt better rested, and your anxiety has gone down significantly. The only side effect was weird dreams.

Across the span of this time the man had gone through a handful of months of trying to shove you from his mind, you were like a plague. He also thought of the most brutal of deaths for the master who insulted you. He got so annoyed with his mind he requested to be in a new area of the galaxy to not be able to even feel your presence…it didn’t help a single bit.

5-6 months into the year he had started accepting the emotions, and decided to watch over you. He wasn’t happy about the Jedi order’s behavior towards you. He was ready to kill every person who looked disgusted or said anything about you. He watched over you as you cussed, and cried for an ounce of a nice nights sleep, so he used his powers to lull your mind into restful, sweet, blissful sleep. The next morning your body felt like it was on a fluffy cloud. Your eyes welled up with tears of relief, and joy as you had enough energy to put in a little more effort in your appearance. Hair tied up in a proper style instead of a messy ponytail, uniform clean, and a smile rested on your slightly red, bitten lips.

The joy was only short as you were sent on a 2 month mission a few weeks later, and your sleep got worse again. This caused the multiple horned man couldn’t find you. But don’t worry he is a very determined person, and found you within a week.

At that point, your anxiety and stress had sky rocketed. Your usual bullying had gotten worse, because you didn’t make it to base camp at the allocated time. Leading to your masters to yell at you, give you inventory to sort, and you couldn’t rest until it was complete. Half way through you felt the familiar force signature from the first night. A smooth, yet gravelly voice made you jump while instinctually igniting your lightsaber.

“You shouldn’t have to endure the torment they put upon your heart and mind” the voice spoke, while coming out of the shadows. Confusion etched its way onto your face. You could tell the hooded man was no good, a Sith Lord most likely but you didn’t try to alert any one of his intrusion. His words seeped into your mind like sand between one’s toes. Repeating over and over.

“What is your business here?!” You got into your fighting stance, trying not to question his words and protect your camp. If you save them from this guy you could finally be liked! He rolled his eyes, using his ability with the force to seep into your thoughts. “You know they’ll find something wrong, even if you succeed in taking me out Darling”

Your figure slightly slumped over as his eyes held the truth. His hand reached and snatched your Saber from your hand, retracting the beam and placing it on your belt. Your confusion amplified at his actions. “What? W-why are you even telling me this?”

“Because Darling” he walked up to you, stopping just a foot from your body. You could see the details of his face, the red more clear in contrast to the black. “You know I’m right”. Your heart sunk to the bottom of your stomach, you did, you knew he was right.

———

From that day he showed up randomly, sometimes when you expected it, and sometimes you had to aggressively push him behind a wall and whisper “are you nuts?!”. He would smirk and shrug, walking off. You’d roll your pretty eyes and follow.

You stayed in the order, but found your comfort and peace in the man who went by “Maul”. It took a while for you to believe he wasn’t lying about a few things about himself, but once a foundation of trust was made you hung onto his every word.

You of course went through the usual phases. “What do you want?”, To “you again?”, To “stalker much?”, To “oh thank kriff you’re here!”. You guys maintained a great friendship. You had inside jokes, comfort between one another, learnt every little thing about each other, and so much more. The friendship lasted 4 years, until the following year (when you turned 25) you both felt a shift in the atmosphere. Catching each other’s eyes at random moments, longer silences and more tactile interactions.

However your workplace never got better, Maul would be there to support you through the worst days. The first time you both initiated a hug was when you were having a mental breakdown, and just a simple hand on your back didn’t help he pulled you tight, and close to his chest. You froze immediately upon impact, shocked but still in the middle of a mental breakdown you continued to get all of your feelings out in the crook of his neck. From there you both were comfortable in each other’s arms.

The 5th year, as the aura of your friendship was in its transformation you were struck with another breakdown. You flung yourself off your bed, the tie of your pajamas becoming loose as you ran into the woods. The fabric lowed over your shoulder as your eyes frantically looking for your confidant. You knew not to call out his name, they, the Jedi, will find you and punish you. Or worse, kill him. So your body fell to the ground trying to breathe through the pain.

The crunch of his boots against grass had you looking up at his worry stricken face. He reached for you as you blabbered through sobs “please…take m-me…away from here!" he held you and fixed your pajamas. Once you settled into his embrace he lifted your face by your chin, looking for any hesitations. Once certain he took his cloak off and placed it onto your frame. “Ok Darling, let’s go”

———

You got yourself familiar with your new home, which was his chambers on the planet of Mustafar across the span of 4 days. “How are you feeling darling?” His voice sounded so sweet in your ears. Your mind was finally at ease being off that planet. Your stress and anxiety felt like a distant memory already. You got up from his surprisingly comfortable bed while grabbing his outstretched hand. “Better, much better Maul”. He pulls you to his meditation room which was attached to his chambers. “This is where I would seep into your mind to bring you restful sleep”.

“I knew it was you after a while, the pieces of the puzzle came together on their own.” You smiled up at him. He reciprocated with his own smile. Maul used the force to pick up your lightsaber off your night table. “Are you ready and are you sure?” He held your chin again. “Yes”. With the force Maul opened your saber, to retrieve the Kyber crystal, placing it onto the ground you sat cross legged.

“Now, focus all of your energy on the sadness, all of your anger, all of your frustration, all of your pain into a ball. With that ball, force it into your crystal.” He instructed, and you followed suit. The blue of your saber fought against the red hue that was being emitted from your very soul. It wasn’t strong enough, compared to how you felt about those who put you through the worst years of your life. “Concentrate” he kept you grounded. Maul could sense your mind wandering.

The crackling had stopped, and the Kyber crystal was bled. You pulled it to your hand with haste, opening your eyes to look at it. A smirk stretched across your lips. Getting up you walked towards the man who you owed your freedom to, looking into his eyes he noticed the rings of orange and red in replacement to your (e/c).

“I love you Maul, I think I always have” your face came close to his, seeking the same emotion in his gaze. There was a moment of quiet, before his lips made contact with yours. The kiss was soft, tender and warm. With undertones of sickening revenge on his end. Maul pulled away, smiling down at your flushed face.

“I’ve always loved you too, my love”.

———

After a while of Maul teaching you new lightsaber tricks, force abilities that were forbidden by the Jedi code. All the while being the best lover the galaxy ever saw. He gifted you all the necessary things you had left behind, exotic flowers from planets he frequented and took the utmost care of you.

Your training had come to fruition, and your lover had approved you to come with him to fight. You grabbed your bag as you went to his ship, you got on board. As you walked up the ramp you saw Maul sitting in the cockpit. You placed yourself in his lap, folding your legs over each other. He kissed your lips as he took off.

On the way to your destination you had your regular conversations, and sat in comfortable silence. Maul never explained where you were going, but your gut told you that you already knew. Opening your bag you got your device, and when through some information with your lover. This consisted of notes from training, and important information from different groups of people he worked with. Half the time he got lost in your voice and had to get you to repeat yourself. “You are Darth Maul and you’re getting distracted? If the Jedi could see you now!” You laughed

“Of course I’m distracted love, have you seen yourself?” He rubbed your arm gently and held your gaze, which will never not make you blush deep red. “Shut the fuck up” you mumbled under your breath. His throat vibrated with a deep, amused laugh. Kissing your neck as he put the ship into hyperspace. His arm snaked around your waist to keep you from flinging forward, not letting go. This didn’t help your blush in any way.

You had landed at your destination, you were super excited to finally use your new skills and knowledge. Getting up from Maul’s lap, you put your cloak on and made sure your lightsaber was secured to your belt. Maul’s larger hands placed the hood over your head, casting a menacing shadow. “Ready, Darling?” His knuckles caressed your face and with a simple “Yes Master” you followed him out of the ships door.

The gravel beneath your boots was satisfying to your ears, as you approached a Jedi bass camp. Déjà vu hitting you hard, making your body burn with anger. Maul could sense it and refocused your mind, “stay focused Darth (y/n/n)”. Your response was a sharp nod with a small grunt. As you followed him you sensed force users. their signatures leaving a sour taste in the back of your throat. The camp was small, only housing 10 Jedi minimum.

"Wait here my love, you'll know when to come out" he placed a rough kiss to your lips, which you matched perfectly. You stayed behind the stones which hid the camp, choosing to lean against one that was nicely shaded. In your waiting time you practiced your breathing and preformed a brief meditation ritual, connecting to all the Sith Lords and Ladies that came before.

Maul walked up to the Jedi Knights, who were talking strategy around a table. some sitting, some standing and some lying down on the dirt. Their discussion came to a stop as they felt the aura of a threat. All of them got into formation, ready for anything.

"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen... If you could even call your selves that." his hands reached for the hood of his cloak, and elegantly placed it on his neck. His eyebrows lowered as he recognized all of your main bullies. His anger rising as he remembered all of your anguish and suffering. One, the worst of them all had the gall to speak. "What is the meaning of your intrusion, Darth Maul?" This caused a sinical laugh to come from the depths of his soul.

"Darling! come!" his voiced rasped. You smirked as you started walking, head down facing the dirt ground. Each step you took was an ego boost, while making you feel giddy for your plans to take shape. "The "meaning of my intrusion" is her"

Your steps came to a stop on the right side of his body, your black cloak twirling in the wind. The air became suffocating as your advanced force signature took over the atmosphere. "would you be so kind to introduce yourself my love?"

Raising your head, lowering your hood from your head you made eye contact with the Jedi. Their mouths become agape, shock etched onto their faces within seconds. "(y-y/n)?"

"You thought I was weak, but now I’m back to show you the true meaning of power. Let’s see how you handle the darkness you created."

With that the sound of 3 lightsabers were ignited and blood finally shed.

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DONE! I hope you enjoyed it! It's not my best work, but if you feel otherwise then that is great!😂 For both my own indulgence, and research I went to TikTok to watch edits/clips to get a good look into the way his character is written in the movies. I hope I did him justice, and i conveyed what you envisioned! My years of developed creative writing skills finally kicked in a little over half way when i was writing! I'll edit it at some point, but for now I just want it posted. -L🤍

Shattered

Summary: A Jedi and a Mandalorian. Impossible right? Not for Satine and Obi - Wan. Hell, he even said he would leave the Jedi Order for her. But you wished it was you...

A/N - I have only watched a few episodes of Clone Wars so I am not overall familar with Satine and Obi - Wan’s romance. I just thought it would be a spicy fanfiction hehe. This story is also not based on any specific Clone Wars episode, but rather an imaginary situation.

-~-

You watch Obi-Wan and Duchess Satine walk ahead of you, escorting her onto a ship that would take her to clan negotiations. With each flirtatious laugh passed between them, your grip on your blaster becomes tighter and tighter. The only thing running through your mind was that she was the wrong Mandalorian, you wanted it to be you. 

Obi-Wan was in the deepest parts of your memory. Ever since Satine needed protecting from the Death Watch, the Jedi hadn’t left your life nor your thoughts. Many nights protecting the Duchess were spent over drinks and long talks of battles you both had faced...

“So you’re telling me that Anakin really jumped out of speeder to chase after a changeling?” you say in between bursts of laughter. 

“Yes!” Obi - Wan says, exasperation evident in his voice. “He was lucky he wasn’t killed in his attempt.”

“Stars! You must have had the time of your life training that whirlwind,” 

As your laughs settle, you bring the small glass to your lips, sipping the burning liquid the Jedi had brought to your room to share. Obi - Wan shakes his head from his seat in front of you, the amber liquid softly shaking with the movement. You let the intoxicating substance slip down your throat, a soft smirk etching it’s way across your face.

“Got any other stories in you tonight, General?” you say to tease.

“Not any that come to mind, but tonight is definitely going into my list.” he replies, taking a soft sip from his thin glass. 

“I feel honored, but why?” 

“It’s not many times I can say I have laughed this hard with someone. Also, it was awfully comedic when you were cleaning your blaster while trying to eye me from the side,” he gestures to the blast on your wall.

“And who says I was checking you out? Maybe there was something on your cheek.”

“Possibly, but there was most likely nothing on my lips,”

He had you caught. Damn his wit. You shake it off quickly, reminding yourself of the situation as to why he was here. To protect your best friend once again, the very woman he was beginning to draw close too.

“I’ll take it as a compliment that tonight was memorable, Obi,” you say, finishing your drink.

“Have you seen how Anakin looks at Senator Amidala?” you quickly add, changing subjects from the topic that left your heart full of pain. 

He was one of the few that ever saw your face beneath the helmet, besides the Duchess of course. In the end, the connection you were sure was true was nothing but an imaginary one. A plea to be more then friends that had been harshly ignored. 

Standing at the doors to the ship, you scan the clones as they enter, ensuring that all of them were authorized to travel with the Duchess. However, your focus is broken by a Scottish accent. 

“You seem tense today, (Y/N). Are you sure everything is alright?” he asks.

“Just that ex Padawan of yours getting on my nerves once again,” 

“Hey!” you heard Anakin exclaim from inside the ship, causing you to chuckle beneath your helmet. 

“Now there’s that chuckle I missed,” 

“Yeah, sure, Kenobi,” you mumble quiet enough that your modulator couldn’t echo it into the real world. 

“What did you say?” 

“Nothing, General Kenobi, just get in the ship. It’s time to take off,”

His face quickly contorted into one of confusion at not only your shortness with him but the backwards step in name. You had always called him Obi - Wan, Obi more specifically when you were alone. It was obvious to him something more pressing was on your mind, but he couldn’t figure out why. All of his worries were put on the back burner as he boarded the ship, enjoying Satine’s company once again.

You step into the ship after he has put space between the two of you, letting a soft sigh release from your lips. The door slams shut under your force, leaning your helmet clad head against it as you dread the day to come.

“You know,” you hear Anakin say, “my master can be quite blind.” 

“What are you talking about, Anakin?” you turn to the black robed Jedi. 

“He’s blind to your love towards him. Anyone can see it, I certainly can,” 

“And I see your love for Senator Amidala,”

With that, his cheeks glow pink, making you chuckle softly and gently pat his shoulder. 

“You got your love, Mandalorian’s like me don’t get that,” 

Picking up your blaster again, you give Anakin a curt nod before walking to the door that lead to Duchess Satine’s room. You guard it’s doorway, listening to their sickening laughs as you travel through hyperspace. 

-~-

The night you had arrived on the planet had been eventful...

At the meeting with the senators, there of course was an attack on the Duchess’ life. Multiple deadly drones had sneaked into the room, ready to inject the deadly poison directly into Satine herself. You could tell that from the ever so stoic Obi - Wan standing beside you that he sensed a disturbance in the Force. But you had caught the deadly machines first. 

With your usual accuracy, you killed multiple of the droids that had already surrounded the Duchess. Soon after, Obi - Wan took care of the rest, ensuring that none of the intended poison was delivered. Once you turned around after radioing the clones to meet you at the meeting room, you saw Satine safe in Obi - Wan’s arms. 

You were grateful for the mask, but never as much as you were now. It felt like your heart had shattered like glass, its sharp corners ripping the walls of your chest as they fell. Tears formed in your eyes, you had never seem them this close before. It was the conformation you needed that you had absolutely no chance. 

After bidding a farewell to the senators, you and Obi - Wan followed her to her room to ensure her safety. You remained an outsider to their conversation as you walked her down the hall. The tears threatening to fall would leave a block in your voice, an obvious tell that you couldn’t afford. With a large swallow, you let out a deep breath and entered the Duchess’ room and scanned it for any possible danger. 

“Are you sure you’ll be alright alone tonight?” you heard Obi - Wan question. 

“Yes, I promise Obi - Wan, I’ll be quite safe. I trust (Y/N), she’s been protecting me for years. I trust her with my life.”

There was the other kicker. You and Satine had always been close. Behind closed doors, the two of you used to be inseparable. Your united belief in leaving the barbaric Mandalorian ways behind and your youth was the cord that tied you together. Only for it to be severed by your feelings for the Jedi. Over everything, you wanted your best friend to be happy. That obviously meant with Obi - Wan and because of your strong feelings, you kept your distance. 

“Everything seems safe in her, Satine,” you say. 

“Goodnight, Obi - Wan,” she says with a soft smile. 

With a soft smile and a bow, the Jedi left and you knew you were screwed.

“So are we going to talk about your avoidance of me?” Satine questions.

“I’ve just been busy,” you try to lie. 

“You’ve been busy protecting the person you’re actively avoiding,”

You sigh, taking off your helmet and laying it on her bed before looking towards your friend.

“With everything going on, from the Death Watch to rebuilding Mandalore, I’ve just been overwhelmed,” you try to lie again. 

“I would believe that,” she comments, walking to her small bag and pulling out some casual clothes that contrasted to your engraved armor. “If I knew that Obi - Wan wasn’t nearby.”

You knew you couldn’t lie to her. There was no way, Satine knew you like the back of her hand. With a deep sigh, you look away dejectedly, the weight of your love making your armor seem heavier then before. 

“Sit,” she whispers softly, gracefully sitting on the bed in front of you.

Of course, you listen to your sister in arms, sitting beside her as you cautiously lay your helmet to the side. Gently, you pull your hair to your side, the long braid that was once tightly knit into a bun coming undone, the frizz apparent from the helmet’s friction. Satine’s careful fingers remove your armor with grace and respect as your tradition says too. As she does your work, you unbraid your hair, your thoughts filled with the bearded Jedi. 

“I’m happy you’re happy, Satine.” you blurt out, feeling a part of the weight you had been carrying around suddenly lift.

Once your armor was removed, you strip from your under garments that hold it in place, left in nothing but your underwear. Satine had seen you like this many times before, it was never awkward. 

“As glad I am hearing you say that, why do you say this?” she replies softly.

“You and Obi - Wan,” you choke on the tears of heartbreak, quickly swallowing them down. “He ma-”

Before you could finish, the door to her room flies open to reveal a very flustered looking Obi - Wan. He runs a hand through his long hair, softly shaking his head that wasn’t pointed towards you quite yet.

“Satine, you’re driving me cra-” Obi - Wan’s gaze turns upwards and he quickly panics. 

You were in the same boat, using the clothes in your hands to quickly cover up as soon as he had entered. 

“I’m terribly sorry, I didn’t know you and the Duchess were busy,” he says, quickly trying to back out. 

By the time the stuttering man had spit out his sentence, you were already dressed and your armor plus helmet in hand. 

“Don’t worry, General. I wasn’t sleeping with your girlfriend.” you quickly say out of embarrassment, a bitter taste in your mouth to what his previous sentence would have finished at.

As fast as you can, you quickly exit from Satine’s room and make your way quickly down the hall before letting tears fill your eyes. 

“(Y/N)!” you heard him yell, but you didn’t answer.

Quickly, you open the door to your small sleeping quarters, locking the door fast. With a shaky breath, you lay out your armor like you did every night, your helmet in the middle of it all. That’s when you gave in. 

When you gave in to the deep wounds, scratched and embedded pieces of your hear bursting after it’s shatter. The pieces pierce you over and over as your quiet sobs rack your chest from embarrassment and hurt. 

He was there to make love to your best friend, the one thing you saw coming. From what you had heard earlier on the ship, in between the loud bursts of the engine below you. Satine had convinced him to leave the Order for her. It was official. 

The heartbreak set in. Your heart was left shattered. 

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Shattered - Part 2

Summary: A Jedi and a Mandalorian. Impossible right? Not for Satine and Obi - Wan. Hell, he even said he would leave the Jedi Order for her. But you wished it was you... 

A/N - I have only watched a few episodes of Clone Wars so I am not overall familar with Satine and Obi - Wan’s romance. I just thought it would be a spicy fanfiction hehe. This story is also not based on any specific Clone Wars episode, but rather an imaginary situation.

There is a reason the quote “what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger” is around. Despite the deep cuts left in your chest due to your shattered heart, you used the pain as fuel, a purpose. To become hardened, to never let another man into your heart like that again. You were a Mandalorian and much to Satine’s dislike, you were a warrior at heart, meant to protect others and your people. 

You repeated these words to yourself over and over during your stay on the planet. Keeping your conversations short with the Jedi while you trained by yourself. Only talking to Satine if she promised to not bring up the heartbreak. 

With every other attack that came against the Duchess, you became more accurate, more deadly. You were liking the person you were turning into, a true Mandalorian. A warrior in your armor that people feared. It felt good to no longer be the weak girl the General had left you as. 

Until today. 

You watched the ships being loaded up closely, ensuring that none of those droids could stowaway. Every time you saw one crawl into the luggage, your blaster was up by your eyes and the droid would be dead on the ground. 

This time, Obi Wan was shoving something into one of the luggage carts as you watched one crawl it’s way onto the bag. Without a second thought, you quickly shoot it off, not minding the shot’s close proximity to the Jedi’s head. 

Apparently, that was Obi Wan’s last straw, storming over to you. You let a soft sigh release, one soft enough your modulator couldn’t translate. Still gentle as ever, he grabs your arm and takes you inside, to a secluded corner away from prying arms of workers.

“What the bloody hell has gotten into you, (Y/N)?” he exclaims into a whisper.

“I’ve been doing my job,” you reply in a flat tone.

“No, you haven’t. You’ve been avoiding me, shutting out Satine, taking more risks. All you ever do is go from training by yourself to sitting in your room doing Gods knows what. It’s not healthy!” 

“It doesn’t matter...”

“Yes, it do-”

All you hear is Satine’s scream, sending your entire body into flight or fight. Pushing past Obi - Wan, you run out to the tarmac to see the place littered with dead clones and Satine in the hands of a pirate.

Quickly, you lift your gun to take out the threat, but an invisible Force pushes the tip to the ground. You look at Obi - Wan, your eyes wide underneath your mask as his hand stays subtly lifted. 

“Put the Duchess down, or you will regret it,” 

“And how would I regret it? The Duchess is worth more then the two of you combined!” the pirate laughs. 

That’s when the Force on your blaster was released. With a smirk beneath your mask, you quickly shoot the leader, sending his lackies into a blood induced rage. 

Out of the corner of your eye, Obi - Wan wordlessly takes his place behind your back, hearing the loud buzz of a lightsaber being enacted. All of them were coming at you both too fast for you to shoot. So as the first one came, you used your blaster to smack them straight across the face. 

Given the small space in time, you grab your staff from your pocket, clicking a button to expand it. Then, as each pirate came running towards you, you could easily smack them out of the way. Reaching into the slot on your armor, your pulled the blade seated there and stabbed each of them in the thigh as they landed. The bastards weren’t going to get away with this. 

Once all of the pirates were either dead or groaning on the ground, Satine runs towards you. Quickly looking away, you return your weapons to their proper place as you think she is running towards Obi - Wan. But she runs straight into your arms and without hesitation you hold your oldest friend close to you. 

“You shouldn’t have fell for the trick,” she whispers. 

“(Y/N), no!” you hear the real Satine from behind you. 

Just as the changeling uses her hidden blade to try and slit your throat, she freezes with the blade pressed slightly into your skin. The changeling fell to the ground, a lightsaber shaped hole in her chest. 

Obi - Wan looks at you with wide eyes as you breathe heavily. Without him, you most likely would have met your doom. The pure adrenaline coursing through your veins helps you to ignore the steady stream of blood pouring all over your armor from the wound on your neck. You bend and quickly grab your blaster, your eyes scanning what was left of the luggage carts for any more threats.

“Anakin, get the Duchess on board and get us out of here. I’ll take care of (Y/N),” 

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Anakin quickly escort your friend on board and the ship roaring to life. As your body realizes she’s safe, your knees give out under the pressure of your sight spinning. Before you fully collapse to the ground, a pair of strong arms keeps you up, throwing an arm around his shoulders and helping you onto the ship. 

Once in a secluded room, Obi - Wan quickly closes the door, your heart picking up at his presence. He quickly collects what he needs from nearby storage carts, obviously waiting for you to take your helmet off.

“Thank you for your help, but I can take care of myself,” you hoarsely say, the pain from your neck intensifying. 

“She’s safe with Anakin, you need me more,”

You sigh hard once he collects everything and sets it beside where you now sit. As he goes to take your helmet off, you quickly snatch his wrists to stop him. 

“(Y/N)...what did I do to break your trust?” Obi - Wan whispers, picking up on the subtle que. 

“You didn’t...” 

Slowly, you release his wrists, your helmet clad head pointing towards the ground as you felt the weakness you always felt around him set in. Tears spring into your eyes from the pain in your neck and the one in your chest.

“What did I do to lose you?” 

“I made you, so you would be happy,” you softly say, the pain escalating at an alarming rate. 

“But my dear, I have been quite the opposite,” 

“What are you talking about? You’re with Satine, I see how you look at her.”

“How I look at her pales in comparison to how I look at you,” 

You stay silent, trying to process his words and suppress the butterflies to threaten to tear your gut in two. The vulnerability sets in, making you tense up, making the pain even worse all over. You can’t help but a small, audible sob echo from you as it all becomes to overwhelming.

“My love,” you hear him whisper. “I’ve never been interested in Satine.” 

Slowly, you feel his hands rest against either side of your helmet. This time, you don’t stop him. You opt to keep your head tilted to the ground, the stickiness from the blood against your neck adding to the overwhelming feelings that blur your mind. You feel the metal slip away from your hair, a fresh wave of cool air hitting your face and neck as Obi - Wan slowly removes your chest plate next. He lays them like Satine does, in a certain order, always showing respect. 

“(Y/N), it’s you.”

You feel two fingers slip between your chin, lifting your face to meet his as your tears begin to slow. 

“It’s always been you,” 

He leans in without pause, you meeting him halfway through until your lips collide. 

All of the emotions pent up, the same things that had overwhelmed you moments before, were gone. Your mind was clear for the first time in months, the only thing running through your thoughts was him. The way your lips danced together, like they were somehow training together in your minds, it sent goosebumps up your spine and down your arms. 

There was something in the way his hands slipped from your face to your hips, like if he let go you would disappear again. Your seated position changes as you stand together, his frame pressed so tightly against you despite your remaining armor you could feel every muscle. As if it was engrained, your arms slip up his chest, around his neck, into his hair. Gently, you pull at the roots, not to force the kiss away, but as a silent message of longing. How much you had waited for this moment. 

Eventually, you come up for air, both of you sharing a soft pant at the tension broken between the two of you. A smile unlike any other graces your face, happiness replacing the adrenaline that was once in your veins. 

“I love you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” he whispers, his swollen lips pressing against yours softly with his words. 

“And I love you, Obi - Wan Kenobi,” you whisper in return. 

After some time, he sat you down again, cleaning and stiching up the wound on your neck. Not without a chaste kiss here and there however. As he threads the needle through the last point it was needed, a thought comes to mind.

“What about the Order?” 

A soft silence settles between you as the Jedi ponders your words. But only for a moment. 

“When Satine first caught onto my feelings, I told her I would leave the Jedi Order if you told me too,” 

As he threads and ties off the last stitch, your eyes connect again as you ponder his words now too. 

“I couldn’t possibly ask that of you,”

“But then we can’t be together, (Y/N),” 

You ponder once more. 

“What they don’t know can’t kill them,” you mumble softly, running a hand through his tangled locks that still somehow remained soft. 

“You want to keep it a secret?” 

“Until you’re ready to leave, not for me, but for yourself.”

“How did I get so lucky to have a gorgeous and smart woman?” he says with a cheeky smirk.

“Shut up and kiss me already, Obi,” 

Once again, he doesn’t hesitate, your lips joining in a hungrier matrimony then before. Slowly, you lay down on the bench you had been sat upon, coaxing your Jedi to hover over you. Without his lips leaving yours for a second, he braces himself above you. Just as his lips leave yours to travel elsewhere, a jolt in the ship alerts you both to your arrival back on Mandoa. Obi - Wan groans softly at the lost chance of having some fun, but the same smirk you had fallen for etches his face as he whispers to you:

“Another happy landing,” 

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Would anyone want a Part 3? Maybe like an Epilogue?

Hi, welcome to my page

I've been reading fanfiction on tumblr for a while, I'm a fandom enthusiast, so I thought I'd give it a try at writing, I'll do one shots of several fandoms and I'll take requests, here are the fandoms I write for:

Star Wars

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Obi Wan Kenobi

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Ahsoka Tano

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Finn

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Harry Potter

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Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

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Remus Lupin

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The Queen and the Jedi (Part One)

Obi Wan Kenobi x Female reader (She/her pronouns)

Summary: Queen Reya Damari of the planet Edenia (yes, I like Mortal Kombat) must save her people from the Separatist control by doing the only thing she never thought would do, ask the jedi council for help.

Word Count: 1,500 words

I never thought it would come to this, what would my people think of me? Their queen, alone, left for dead, and stranded in the middle of the jungle while my subjects starve and suffer at the hands of man under the beliefs of a regimen that only cares about the fall of the Republic, this is exactly why I wanted to stay as far from this war as possible while keeping my alliance to the Republic, so I wouldn’t put the citizens at risk, but, deep down, I knew the noninvolvement wouldn’t last long, now I’m sure of what I have to do, even if I don't like it, so I take my commlink and dial my former master’s code.

General Kenobi was not surprised to hear of another meeting for another emergency mission, we are in times of war after all, what did surprise him was the look of concern in Master Plo Koon’s face as he and Master Yoda analyzed the plans of what seemed to be a royal castle in a planet he could remember but not name, after what felt like hours the two men finally acknowledged him, Master Plo was the first to talk. “Kenobi, good to see you, we will explain the mission once Skywalker and Ahsoka arrive”.

After a few minutes he felt them arrive trough the force, when they entered the briefing room everyone else seemed to be a little more at ease, so the masters begin. “Now that you are all here, we have received a secret message from the queen of Edenia, a woman named Reya Damari…”

He was suddenly interrupted by the padawan. “!! Reya Damari?!, we are helping her?”, everyone else looked at her like oddly for her reaction, “Do you know her Snips?”, “You can share her story later, sure I am, young padawan” Master Yoda replied, then proceeded to lay on a hologram of the queen.

“As I was saying, her message said that her planet was taken by the Separatist after an assassination attempt on her life which was believed successful, the attack was first thought to be terrorists because a big group of bounty hunters tried to take over the palace, the next day it was filled with droids and Count Dooku himself announcing that their queen was dead, and the Republic has forgotten about them”.

After Plo Koon’s explanation, the little green master started to explain the dynamic of the mission, “Important her planet is, one of the biggest suppliers of bacta, and directly to most medical stations all over the outer rim they ship it, you will help her take back the control of her palace.”

Obi Wan who has been quiet the whole time then addressed “It does seem like an important mission, but I hardly see the need of four jedi knights and a padawan to complete it”. And while Anakin and Ahsoka nodded in agreement, Plo Koon responded “Master Yoda and I will not be attending, it will be all on the three of you and a small squadron of clones.”

“Why not?” Anakin asked while looking at the projection in the middle of the room, “Fond of the council, she is not” “Anything we should know?” Skywalker questioned, after being given the negative of the grand master and the order to live as soon as possible, they all left the room to prepare everything for their departure.

As they walked to the Resolute, the young padawan could notice that both masters had more questions about Edenia and its queen, so she tries to investigate more:

“Is there something on you mind Sky guy?”

“I saw the queen’s message to the council, she looked very reluctant to call us for help, and she said that she was calling because she had no other choice, it’s confusing.”

“Maybe it’s because she is not happy with the position she’s been forced to be in Anakin, as far as I’ve heard, Edenia is a very pacific planet with very low crime rates, the whole situation got out of her hands to quickly, we really can’t blame her for her reluctance, but I don’t understand her dislike of the council” Kenobi said as a reply for his former padawan’s statement.

The togruta was fast to say, “If I may, I think I know the answer to all of your questions, I’ll tell you everything once in the ship, see you there!” then run off towards Rex to talk some details about the mission while the two generals looked at her quizzically.

The briefing room of the Resolute was only filled with the jedi, captain Rex, and the small squadron of clones that would execute the assignment, they were all looking at the girl standing in front of the holo-table, “Alright Ahsoka, talk to us, what’s so special about this edenian queen?”, her master spoke.

“Thanks master, ok, Reya Damari is known as the current queen of Edenia, but she wasn’t always just that, she was born as the first and only child to the former queen and king of the Damari family, she showed signs of force sensitivity from a very young age, found by the jedi and trained as such, one of the best of her class, I don’t know who her master was but she passed the trials with an outstanding score, but five years ago, a few years after she was knighted the news of the edenian leaders sudden death broke throughout the galaxy, the rumors say that she received a secret holo-call of one of the deceased queen’s personal handmaidens where she was told the truth about her lineage and that her parents where killed by who we now know as the Separatists, so they could invade the planet freely, and that a few of the warriors of the royal guard escaped and where hiding in the forest near the capital, without the council’s permission flew to Edenia and with the royal family’s personal guards took back the control of the palace, kicking out the droid army.

Her actions and strategy along with her knowledge were what gave her the rank of Master, she accepted the tittle but preferred to stay and fulfill her role by taking her place on the edenian throne.”

Just as she finished her story, the padawan could only describe the expressions of surprise around the room as priceless, Kenobi spoke first with an unamused but curious look, almost as he already knew the story, “Did she ever leave the order?”, “No, she is still recognized as a jedi master but does not serve the order anymore.”

Anakin finally broke out of his shock and asked what he really wanted to know, “Then why isn’t she fond of the council?”, to what Ahsoka answered, “They all knew and hid the truth about her lineage to her, even though the time when she had to take the throne was inevitable, nobody likes being lied to like that.” As they all talked about the task at hand.

Even if Obi Wan tried to remain with the unamused appearance, he was showing small bits of nostalgy at the mention of his old friend’s life story, he could still remember how they would run around the temple pulling pranks on other younglings, how happy they felt when they were assigned to their masters, they drifted apart after that, but he would never forget how she spent every minute she could spare with him after his master died, she helped him with Anakin’s training the first couple of months, she was his shoulder to cry on when the nightmares plagued his mind, and last but never least, his dearest memory of her was the happiness in her eyes the day of her coronation, caused by the screams filled with love and adoration from the people of Edenia, she discreetly told him how it felt odd to call them “subjects” or to have them looking at her all the time.

That the moment he realized how he truly cared a bout her, and how much he was going to miss her once he returned to Coruscant, they spent that whole night together, talking, creating as many memories as they could, some weeks after her departure, he noticed how right he was, he really longed for her presence, then started asking himself how he actually felt for her, any possibility of love was out of the question, he had enough of that after the heartbreak he felt when leaving Satine, but what other word would he use to describe the feeling of joy in his heart when he saw her smile at his jokes that weren’t really funny, or her small laugh at his sarcastic comments, maybe he was in love with her, maybe he still is, but he knew that nothing could happen, so, he did what has done before, he shoved those feelings so deep into his mind so they would become nothing but a faint whisper, all the ranting and talking in the room (along with his nostalgic train of thought) was interrupted by a trooper “Excuse me everyone, we have arrived to Edenia, we are approaching the drop site”.

I hope you like this first part, I'll post the second one in the next couple of days, please let me know of any mistakes that I make, especially about grammar, english is not my first language.

Hey, so I noticed that you were asking for requests, and I was wondering what your stance is with Dad!Din parenting a teen reader? It’s just that I have so many ideas based around the concept compared to just a regular Din/Reader, so I just wanted to ask if you’re ok with writing that type of thing, for any character really, not just Din.

Ad’ika

pairing: the mandalorian x teen reader (platonic!!!)

wc: 4.8K

warnings: mild violence, cursing, adult language/humor

a/n: at the end!!

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Being an orphan deprived of maternal affection is a common thing to come across in this galaxy.

Most of us are left witnessing our parents demise at the hands of their owners. Yes, owners.

On the planet Kessel, adults are worked tirelessly into the ground and when they didn’t comply with the rules or too exhausted to do so— they’re killed. Simple as that.

Some are lucky enough to be born into wealth; to live the lavish lifestyle of not having to be a slave to another species.

You’re honestly not even sure why your parents decided to pro-create.

Who would want their child to experience the same thing? Probably an accident—Didn’t pull out in time.

Once you found out your parents had disappeared, you weren’t surprised. They were always disobeying orders and were caught up in some shady shit with some nasty people.

You ran and kept running because you knew those fuckers were coming for you next. Why would they want a useless kid? Who knows, but you knew your ass would be grass if you didn’t.

So you snuck onto a freighting ship and left your old life behind. Everything. All you had was your worn backpack, an old dusty picture of your family and a barely filled water canteen.

You conceal yourself behind a large package, next to a small port-hole like window as you look down to watch the planet below you grow smaller. The ship accelerates into hyper-speed and your vision of the only home you’ve known is gone.

Slowly, your eyelids grow heavy and your body goes limp from exhaustion. A quick nap won’t hurt right?

It seems as if only a few minutes went by... The ship trembles as it lands on a rocky planet, shaking you awake. By the squeaks of the foreign language the pilots are speaking, the planet is named Nevarro. You’ve picked up a few languages living on Kessel.

When the ships ramp finally settles into the ground, your eyes dart around the empty dirt field. It’s now or never.

You bolt for the exit, your legs picking up speed as the protests of the alien pilots yell after you.

After solely surviving on adrenaline, you make it to a little town as the big-headed blue skinned things chase you through a gigantic archway. You weave and bob through the crowd, gasps leave the people’s mouths as they scatter out of your path. “Sorry!” You yelp out as you shoot by.

As you glance behind you to attempt to find the pursuers in the crowd, your legs continue moving yourself forward. “Aha! Bye!” You wave your fingers tauntingly.

Just as you whip your head back around to look forward, all you see is metallic silver and then the sky.

Ouch.

You groan as you rub your head, the instant thumping tells you that you must have a concussion.

“What did I just hit?” You grumble groggily.

The crowd disperses from the area slowly, whispering and continuing with their day as if this is a normal reoccurrence. 

The pilots finally catch up to you, screaming obscenities with their blasters flailing in their hands dramatically.

“Calm down.” A modulated voice rasps out in their language.

Either you’re really hurt and your brain is bleeding or the person talking has a really weird voice.

You blink as your vision clears, the silver blob focusing into view. What the fuck is that?

Your feet scramble to push yourself away from the... robot person thing? The holes in your boots fill up with the dirt your pushing around in attempt to flee. You advance backward too far and you’re now too close to the aliens who want to kill you. Fuck!

Their oddly long slender fingers grip your forearms to pull you to your feet, “Get off of me, you assholes!” You scream as you attempt to shake them off but their grip is too tight.

“You don’t have to hurt the kid... I understand, I understand... I’ll take care of it... How much?” He hisses out in their language.

You’re finally able to stare at the towering thing who is attempting to reason your actions. The black visor turns toward you now, knowing the thing underneath must be glaring at you.

The aliens loud voices slowly die down, the grip loosens on your skin which makes you yank yourself away from them. You scoff and brush off your shoulder as if they were the ones who were dirty.

The silver man takes a step toward you, making you squeak and tense up. Instead, he slides past you and slips a few credits into their slimy hands.

That’s when you notice the oddest thing of all. A small fuzzy green child peeks out from the sack hanging on the side of the man. A rare smiles breaks through your dusty face when a tiny hand reaches out for you. Just as you reach out, the tin man interrupts

“Come on.” He speaks regularly now, his gloved hand grips your arm to pull you forward.

“Why does everyone manhandle me as if I’m some sort of child?” You scoff obnoxiously and roll your eyes.

“You are.” He says simply which makes your upper lip curl in annoyance.

“I’m sixteen.” You bite back, “A teen-nay-ger.” You sound out the word as if the man was too stupid to understand.

He doesn’t respond.

“Is that Beskar you’re wearing?” You mumble into the awkward silence, staring at your dirty reflection in the surface.

“Yes.”

You grumble under your breath as you look over him once more. The built in weaponry, the shining armor, the jet pack...

Then the ship. It all clicks into place.

The tin-man presses something on his forearm, causing a ramp to lower itself from the side and settle into the ground with a swoosh. He guides you up the surface, his grip still tight on your upper arm.

“You’re a Mandalorian!” You gasp in awe.

“That took you long enough to figure out.” He almost let’s out a chuckle.

“And now you’re kidnapping me? Great.” You cross your arms as you look at the inside of the ship. Messy, yet somehow organized.

“Not kidnapping— Saving. You could’ve gotten yourself killed back there. I saved your ass.” He busies himself with the little toddler, tucking the sleeping thing into a compartment then closing it. His feet slide over to a work station, busying himself with unloading his weapons.

“What is that thing?” You swiftly change the subject.

“Not sure. All I know is that I have to protect him and keep him safe.”

You hum sarcastically in response with a little eye roll. It’s almost as if he has eyes on the back of his head.

His motions still as his helmet turns to the side to stare at you. “Stop that.” He grumbles about your attitude then continues with what he’s doing. “Whatever.” You huff.

Since the Mandalorian is busy, you take the free time to look around. Infinite weaponry and ammo, then you click a button and revolving carbonite blocks appear from inside the wall. “Frozen people in walls? Cool.” You chuckle as you walk around more.

You pick up some knick-knacks, examining the other-worldly objects. “Stop touching everything.”

He mumbles incoherently under his breath, which sounds like static coming from his helmet as he moves to climb up the ladder. Most likely to the cockpit.

So you follow, of course. The windows expand across the front, the engines growl and whirl as he clicks bright buttons on the dash.

“Where are you taking me?” Your voice croaks out as the ship rises into the air.

“Back to Kessel. I’m not getting chased by whoever you’re fleeing from. You need to deal with your own problems.”

The statement sends a chill through your whole body, “But— no. You can’t. I’ll die. I’ll be killed. Come on, just like you said, I’m just a kid...” Your hands grip the back of his seat to steady yourself as the ship rises into the air.

“Sit down.” The ship levels so you could safely move to a seat.

You can feel the emotions overcome you, unable to hold them back as you buckle yourself in.

“I’d rather be thrown out of an airlock then go back there.” You mumble to yourself.

A soft raspy laugh leaves the helmet.

“Really? An airlock? Who is chasing you anyway?”

You sniffle as you wipe your tears and runny nose on your sleeve.

“I don’t know. My parents... They were caught up in some sketchy shit, they were killed... or they went missing, I’m not even sure, but I was left alone to fend for myself. I escaped before... whoever got them came looking for me.”

The Mandalorian lets out a pitiful sigh, “Look... I don’t have any room for you. No bed, no clothes. I don’t know what you want me to do.”

He clicks a few buttons to let the ship hover between outer space and the planets atmosphere below. He turns his seat to stare at the shaking, fearful teenager.

He notices how your arms are wrapped around yourself in a way of comfort, your inflamed nose, watery eyes, and your quivering bottom lip. You remind him of himself as a child.

Just by the image in front of him, he mentally battled himself to made a vow to protect you. Just how the Mandalorians did for him.

He’s unsure how to comfort in this situation, so he swivels back around to steer the ship into space. He clicks a few buttons which causes everything to shake as it shoots forward into blue swirls.

“Wow.” He hears you whisper softly behind him. He couldn’t help but crack a smile under his armor.

Silence radiates through the bridge of the ship. It’s awkward and tense.

You think you’re going to be dropped off on Kessel to encounter the impending doom of your death, to be worked until exhaustion catches up to you.

The Mandalorian finally breaks the silence as he stands tall from his seat and down the ladder. You squirm uncomfortably in your own as your eyes dart around the small area.

Once he returns, he’s followed with coos and babbles from the big-eared fuzzy adorable baby. He slides past your seat into his.

“Do you want to hold him?” He breaks the tension as his chair rotates around so he’s facing you again.

A subtle ray of happiness bursts through your chest as you nod and reach for him. The baby also reaches for you as the Mandalorian hands him over to you.

He’s much heavier than you expected. His little green hand comes to rest on your cheek, making your bottom lip begin to quiver even more. It makes an odd noise of approval then settles into your lap.

He makes grabby hands for something. You watch as the Mandalorian unscrews a metal ball from a lever to hand to the kid.

It suddenly flies from his gloved hand into his green ones like an invisible force brought it to him.

The energy in the room buzzes with excitement and goosebumps tickle the surface of your skin. “What was that?” You mumble in astonishment. Your lips part in surprise as you look between the magic child in your lap and the tin-man.

“Not sure. I just know that he’s special. He does that sometimes.” He says nonchalantly through his mask, his shoulders rise and drop as if it was nothing.

The pitch black visor eyes you for a few more moments before turning to direct his attention to the dashboard.

The kid allows you to take the ball and gently toss it into the air so he could let it float down slowly to him. You watch in awe, eyes twinkling with amazement.

You’ve heard of such powers, but you didn’t know if it was just a folktale.

After playing with the metal ball and his powers, he relaxes against your body with the ball secured between his tiny fists.

“I’m not bringing you back to Kessel.” His modulated voice breaks through the silence. His words make your chest swell with hope.

“It’s going to be rough... Staying here. Only for the time being, until I can find you somewhere safer and more comfortable to live.”

He doesn’t turn to look at you as he talks, but it doesn’t even matter. At least you’ll have protection. “Thank you.” You muster up a croak and he responds with a curt nod.

The ship drops out of hyperspace, a spherical giant in view as he closes in on the atmosphere of the new planet.

He lands the ship smoothly in a loading bay, droids clamber around the ship below to work on it. You watch as an older lady with very curly hair waltz into view.

“Stay here.” He orders as he stands to his feet and disappears down the ladder. The child squeaks as he watches his caretaker leave him with you.

You almost wince as you prepare for a tantrum, but it never comes. The baby settles into your lap once again with a tiny yawn.

You couldn’t help but grow suspicious as you stand with the child on your hip to look out the front window. You instantly spot the shiny armor and the woman talking to him. Her arms are obviously expressing her feelings as they flail around her.

Then her eyes dart from him to you, she squints. Then the Mandalorian takes notice of her divided attention. He whips around and stares through his black visor. Even if you can’t see his face, you read his body language that he’s a bit upset.

I guess he didn’t want you to be seen yet.

The lady turns back to him and it seems as if she’s scolding him. His shoulders drop a bit then his hand raises to beckon you to come down.

Excitement rises in your chest as you slowly, and carefully, make your way down the ladder with the child. When your feet hit the metal flooring, you hear footsteps ascend the ramp.

With a gulp and a rise in your anxiety, you turn around to look at him and the lady staring at you. The child makes a noise of happiness when he spots her and she smiles in awe when he reaches for her.

As the lady walks up to grab the child, she smiles at you. “Hi, I’m Peli.” She gently scoops the child from your arms. “He told me a lot about you.” She points her thumb behind her to motion toward him.

“Hi.” You mumble, a bit guarded by her being a stranger. 

Peli moves to walk down the ramp, your eyes go wide as you point at her. “She’s taking him!” You yelp as you go to run after her but his arm juts out to scoop you up.

Your legs kick as you’re lifted from the ground, a grunt falls from your lips. “Let go of me!”

“Stop it. I trust her. You should too. She watches him for me when I’m busy doing other things.” His grip loosens from your waist once your fierce demeanor sizzles out.

You wriggle away from him, annoyance evident on your features as you glare at him. Although, you’re secretly glad he caught you before you got to her.

“Come on. We’re going into town.”

“We?” You squeak with wild eyes as you watch him tread down the ramp.

Not wanting to stay in the ship by yourself, you follow him. Your eyes scan the area for anybody else, but it’s only you, him, the lady, her droids, and the kid.

He leads you up some stairs into a bustling market above the ship stations, “So, what’s your name? Or nickname? What should I call you?” You ramble as you walk side by side with him.

You can’t help but take notice to everyone scurrying out of his path.

“My name...” He mumbles hesitatingly, “My name is Din. You can also call me Mando, I guess. Some people call me that.”

“Din... Mando...” You mumble softly, letting the words roll off your tongue experimentally. “Cool, I like it.”

“What should I call you?” He questions softly, almost as if he isn’t sure you’ll want to tell him, but you do. You reveal your name to him, as well as some nicknames. Even the not-so-nice ones your mother called you when you were in trouble.

Suddenly, the sweetest, most delicious smell wafts by and you can’t help but suddenly search for where it’s coming from. Your stomach lets out an animalistic growl, even making the Mandalorian comment on it.

“Hungry?” He puts a hand between your shoulders to aid in weaving you through the crowd to the food stand. The smell gets stronger once you spot it.

“What do you want? Get anything.” His own helmet moves as he looks over the menu.

“Anything..?” You breathe out in surprise as you look up at him. You’ve never been offered that, not even by your own parents. Din looks down at you and nods.

“I want... That, and that. Also that.” You point to a spiraled fried blue spotted vegetable on a skewer, as well as a sugar coated donut and a fizzy drink.

He hands over a few credits as the vendor slides the food over to you. You mumble a grateful thanks and instantly dig in.

Mando leads you down the alleyway in the market as you eat, you can feel his eyes on you since you’re not really watching where you’re going. Too occupied.

He stops at another stand, this one has clothing. You swallow your food thickly, “Are you seriously buying me clothes too?” You almost cough out from a piece of food getting stuck in your throat.

“I couldn’t help but notice you’re a bit dirty. Don’t know if you knew that.”

His words make your cheeks heat up, sending a death glare toward him.

“Obviously.” You huff sassily as you eye the clothing hanging up behind the elderly lady.

You pick out two pairs of pants and a few shirts, “Don’t worry, pick out some more, I’ll be right back.” His hand rests on your shoulder for a moment, his other hand plops a bag into your bag on your back. “That should cover everything.” Then he just disappears away into the crowd. 

You didn’t even get time to respond, you’re left alone, your mouth open with food sitting inside. You realize the old lady grimaces at the view of the chewed food so you swallow it and continue shopping. 

Once you have armfuls of outfits picked out, some new boots, and your food wrappers are strewn around various places of the shop, it’s time to cash out. 

After laying your pile of clothing on the counter, you fish for money in your pack, listening for the jingle of credits. The old lady keeps an eye on you suspiciously, but of course you’re oblivious to her stares. 

She packs everything into two canvas totes and croaks out the price. Your eyes bulge wildly as you search for the correct amount to hand to her. The Mandalorian had given you way more than enough. 

Why is he trusting you with this much money?

After you slide over the amount, you quickly seal up his bag and slide it back into your pack. You shoot her a smile when she hands you the bags, but she doesn’t reciprocate the same positive energy. 

Swiftly, you snatch the bags to hang them on your arms and gather the garbage you left around to throw in the nearby trash can. Where could he have gone? 

Your eyes search the crowd for his infamous beskar armor, hoping you catch the gleam of it in the sea of people. 

You start to grow nervous. He wouldn’t desert you on this planet right? He said he was going to find you a safe place to live. He got you food, clothing, and gave you money...

Your heart drops. He did. He’s left you here to fend for yourself. Suddenly your brain goes into flight or fight mode and cranks with ideas to survive the night. 

The credits he gave you could easily get you comfortable lodging, you could shower and then tomorrow morning you could hop on someone’s ship. 

Tears prick at your eyes. You’re going to miss that fuzzy baby. Anger whirls through your body when you think of the back-stabbing Mandalorian. 

Then you stop in your tracks, sniffing loudly when you realize you’ve been walking away from the shop. You don’t even know where you are right now. 

A few people curse at you to move out of the way of traffic. A hand grips the pack hanging on your back, causing your small frame to stumble backward. You yelp fearfully when you look behind you, seeing a cloaked man attempting to rob you.

No, no, no, no. 

You drop your shopping bags to defend yourself without the heavy clothing weighing you down. You throw a mean right hook, hitting the person right on the jaw. The thump into your knuckles instantly begins, but you choke down the grimace on your face.

“Don’t make this hard on you, kid. Just give me the damn money.” Their hand extends in attempt to grab you again but you swiftly dodge out of their reach. 

Your eyes frantically search the people around who seem to not care you’re getting robbed. “Just leave me alone. You don’t want to do this. My dad is a Mandalorian, he’ll rip you to fucking shreds.” You spit out furiously. 

Dad? Why did you just say he was your father?

The person under the cloak chuckles, showing off their rotten teeth, a switchblade opens at their side. “A Mandalorian? Ha. Well, where is he right now?” 

“He’s right here.” The familiar modulated voice sounds from above you, a smile instantly breaks across your face as Din floats down, his jet-pack whirring with life.

A wire shoots out of his arm, wrapping itself around the thug’s ankles. The jet-pack accelerates upward, bringing the man with him. Now hanging upside down in the air. 

He lets out the most horrified scream as they shoot upward into the sky, the only thing you can make out is the fire flowing from Mando’s back. 

“Get him! Yes!” You cheer as the wire swings him in circles and finally retracts, making the man fly out of your vision in the air. Hopefully to his death. 

Mando slowly makes his way back down to the ground, landing away from you. He picks up your totes full of clothing off the sandy ground, his black visor stares a hole through you as he marches toward you. 

You couldn’t help but feel bad for him hearing you call him dad, you don’t want to put that responsibility on him. Then anger beats through your veins, your hands instinctively push against his chest but he doesn’t budge. 

“You left me! Why did you leave me?! I thought you fucking dropped me off and ditched me! You gave me food, clothing and money. What else was I supposed to think?!” You screeched as you ball your fists at your sides. Realizing soon enough that your outburst was not needed, nor is his silence.

“I’m sorry. Thank you for saving me, but why?” You mumble, your eyes drop to look down at your shoes as you attempt to calm the fire burning in your chest.

“I didn’t think you’d roam around and get into trouble. I went back to the shop and the old lady was gone, the shop was closed. I had a feeling something was wrong.” He took another step toward you, “So I went into the skies and then I found you.” 

The Mandalorian knew deep down that he had some kind of maternal instinct take over him to protect you once he saw you crying in his ship, but when you called him dad he suddenly got emotional under his layers of armor. “I’m... sorry. I won’t let you out of my sight. Ever again.”

His arm rises to rest on your shoulder comfortingly as he watches you break down slowly in front of him again. 

It started with your bottom lip quivering, your arms instinctively wrap around your body in attempt to console yourself. Your shoulders cave forward as a sob wracks through your body. 

Din hesitantly pulls you into his metal chest, unsure on how to comfort but he guesses a hug could help. 

And it did. 

His secure arms that are wrapped around you makes you feel safe, like the tin-man really is the father figure you never truly had. As your tears steam up his beskar chest plate, his hands gently pat your back reassuringly. 

The universe finally felt as if it was on your side. As if everything has clicked perfectly into place and this is where you’re meant to be.

“Let’s go back to the ship, ad’ika. I bet the little one will be excited to see us. You can get cleaned up too.” A soft relieved sigh falls from your lips when he mentions the green baby and a shower. 

Yep, if this is what the universe has planned for you— You won’t complain. 

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a/n: um i don’t usually write stuff like this, but i had so much fun with this one. y'all know i love romance and angst, but this is so good. i’m proud of myself. hope u liked it!!!

Blissful morning - Ben Solo x Reader

His beauty never failed to astound you.

The morning light crept through your window and you slowly opened your eyes, sighing contently. For the first time in weeks you felt well rested, all thanks to him.

He was here. He was home. He was safe.

He had been gone for a month this time, one of his longest trips yet. A resistance mission to the outer rim to rescue young slave children, some possibly even force sensitive. It was an overwhelming success for the dwindling Jedi population.

You understood why he often had to leave. Gifts like his could not possibly be wasted, especially when focused on helping others.

Though he would never admit it, you knew in your heart he felt as if he could never right all the wrongs he had committed in the past. He knew that no matter what goodness he fought for, who he rescued, or what sacrifices he made, it would never be enough to redeem him. Yet, he persisted. He would never, ever fall back into his old ways. His darkest days were behind him, and he worked with every piece of his soul for the triumph of goodness in the dark world surrounding you.

He never imagined that dedicating his life to the resistance and fighting for the good of others would lead him straight to you, and you certainly never imagined falling for someone with a past like his. But his still-healing heart was one of gold, and you knew it.

Ever so slowly, as not to disturb his fragile sleep, you rolled onto your side to face him.

Your teammate. Your best friend. Your person.

You had been together for a short while now, yet you still couldn’t help but admire him as he slept. His dark hair partially covered his eyes as his chest slowly rose and fell. Minor cuts and bruises now joined the familiar scars littering his hands and arms. In this state he looked so relaxed, vulnerable, fragile even. Every fiber of his being seemed to be completely at peace. He never let anyone see this side of him when he was awake. Not even you. Not even for a single second.

That peace had been especially sparse lately. Though he felt further and further from the sith with every passing day, there were still periods when his demons took hold of him for days at a time. He would lay in bed blankly staring at the wall, sometimes attempting to meditate to keep the nightmares at bay, too afraid to move for fear he would hurt someone. He wouldn’t let you hold him or talk to him. No solution, no help, no amount of trying to get through to him, nothing could break him out.

You knew it had nothing to do with you and everything to do with his own growing and healing, but not being able to hold him through his hardest times took a toll on you. You could sense the loneliness and desperation in his bouts of darkness, but knew he didn’t trust himself to stay in control in those moments. If he ever hurt you in any way, he would never forgive himself. He would let you in on his own time, and you would be there waiting until he was ready.

He was still learning to truly trust again.

So, you settled for admiring from afar, for now. At least until you could fully convince him you were a source of healing, a safe place, that you were in this for the long haul.

And oh, you were. Lord knows, you were.

Today the demons, nightmares, and demands of the world seemed to be far away. He was all yours again, sleeping peacefully. His breathing was deep and even, face relaxed, vulnerable as ever, and in that moment you truly believed there was no way you could love him more.

You took hold of his hand and brought it up to your lips to kiss the new scratches on his knuckles. His eyelids fluttered open, revealing the gorgeous brown you had achingly missed for a month, and you could feel your heart jump just as it did the very first moment you locked eyes.

Your heart sank ever so slightly. Now that he was awake he would surely retreat back into his head, losing the state of peace you so loved to see him in. You figured he would give you a small smile and quickly turn his back to you not out of malice, but out of self-protection.

But, for once, you were wrong.

He did smile, that much you predicted, and oh how you had missed that smile. The way his face scrunched as his lips curved up. However, instead of turning his back to you, he took his hand from yours and ran it along your face, slowly caressing your cheek, seemingly trying to memorize the moment and the many freckles on your skin.

You could still feel the peace and tranquility radiating from him, and you were elated. He was choosing to trust you in this moment, to let you in and allow himself to simply breathe and feel.

His big, beautiful eyes shone in the morning sun, and you couldn’t help but smile back.

He placed a strong hand on your back and pulled you close. He pressed a light but lingering kiss on your forehead as you nuzzled into his thin shirt. You closed your eyes again, holding him tight and savoring the moment, knowing it was fleeting and the demons were bound to eventually return.

“I missed you.” He whispered into your hair.

You smiled into his strong chest. Demons be damned. In this moment, this man was yours, and you were undoubtedly his.

“Welcome home, Ben.”

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Hidden treasure || Part I

Words: 3333

Warnings: language, cursing

SUMMARY: You are General Hux sister. After another failure, you've been sent back to Hux. He's pretty annoyed by the fact he has to take care of you. No one but Hux knows, that you have some special abilities. One day you accidentally meet commander Kylo Ren. Will this meeting change everything?

Author: Cass & Rouge

Hux growled deeply on his way to the hangar. He was expecting an 'important delivery' that he didn't want to ever get.

"Little spoiled, brat... They could kick her out of the ship one day. What I did to deserve someone like her in my family?" Reddish man muttered to himself.

Hux entered the hangar and waited, stamping his food angrily. "I will kill her when she will get here." He growled looking around.

Fitted black leather pants were hugging your legs nicely as you were getting out of the cruiser which had brought you here. Upper part of your uniform was a black jacket with a brassard on left sleeve, the logo of First Order could be easily seen.

As you stepped out of the small ship, you looked around and almost immediately your sight fell on him. Your older brother, General Hux.

You crossed arms behind your back and walked to him jauntily.

Hux looked at you with a frown as you walked to him closer.

"Take this jacket off." He said pulling it off of your arms. "You are not a part of First Order, and you will never be. How did you even get this?"

He took you out of the hanger. Reddish man was walking with you for a moment, but suddenly stopped in the half of a long corridor.

"Care to explain to me, how the fuck they could kick you out of the Academy, huh?! Who the hell you think you are?!" Hux yelled at you.

"Let. Me. Go." You growled jerking arm out of Hux's grasp. "I found it on the cruiser, chill out!"

Stretching your fingers you yawned a bit.

"Let's say I've made a mistake. And they said I cannot stay there. And I need more.. How to say it? That I need to get more attention to avoid any nuisances." You explained shrugging.

"Y/N, you are 24 years old, and they already kicked you out from SIX academies!" He growled and moved hand through his hair. "I can't believe we are even related... I am a general... When you even can't finish your education."

Hux thought for a moment.

"Listen to me, you little brat. One mistake... Only one. And I will personally launch you out in one of the escape pods, and I don't care what will happen with you, am I making myself clear?"

His eyes were cold like a steel, and you literally shivered under Hux's glance.

"Yes, Herr General." You curtsied theatrically. "So. What now? Because I don't think you'll want to play a happy family, huh?" You walked closer to him and stroked over his cheek. "You're so much like our father. So confident and fierce. He would be proud. At least of you."

Hux closed his eyes and sighed at your touch.

"Yes, and he would be completely disappointed with you. Someone needs to be the mature one. Maybe it's time for you to grow up too, sister."

He sighed sadly and ruffled Y/H/C hair. "And you look just like our mother. Regarding your question... I don't have time to play a happy family, Y/N." Hux took your hand. "I will show you your chamber."

You gave his palm a squeeze while walking by his side.

"Well. As I see you work in a fucking huge base."

You whistled when you were passing huge cargo chamber.

"What I will be doing here?"

"Nothing. You will be living here avoiding problems. My chamber is right next to yours, in case if my little sister will have a nightmare during the night." Hux smiled at you. "Now, excuse me, dear sister, I need to get back to work. For once be a good girl and stay out of troubles." He kissed your forehead before walking away.

"Armitage!" You said aloud, then you ran to him, and hugged to him tightly.

You were staying like this for few seconds.

"Sorry that I'm letting you down constantly."

Hux flinched at the sound of his name, he sighed deeply and hugged you back tightly. "It's okay... I am used to this... but maybe gather yourself up and do something with yourself and your behavior, you little brat." He said rubbing your back. "Now go and rest."

You nodded and came back to your chamber. Since you didn't have any packages, you simply flopped on the narrow bed slipping hand under head.

You sighed thinking about few past weeks and about your older brother. You knew deep inside he loved you, but taking his current position he couldn't let himself to show too many emotions.

You even didn't realize when sleep embraced you.

At morning Hux left a little note in your room. ‘You will find me in canteen, sleepy head.’

He was sitting there waiting for you and chatting with two stormtroopers.

"Oh... you finally decided to arrive, sister." Hux said with annoyed tone.

"Shit. Shit. Shit."

You were mumbling under your breath as you were running to the canteen.

You already felt in your bones that your brother will be mad. But what was he expecting? That you will be getting up at dawn to just fool around?

You approached Armitage taking seat next to him.

"Sorry..."

Armitage let out a loud sigh and shook his head.

"I thought you will finally change... But what can I expect from you? You always were a black sheep of our family." Hux rolled his eyes sipping on his coffee. "At last eat something and really gather yourself up, finally."

You didn't say a word, just reached for a bread and honey.

"Do you really have to treat me that way? All the time?" You looked at him with a corner of your eye biting on your food.

"I just treat you the way you deserved, Y/N. Look at yourself, what are you doing with your life?" He looked at with frown. "You are only few years younger than me. Look at my position and look at yours." Hux explained, taking sip o his coffee.

You stopped chewing. Thinking for a while, you were glaring at him. You swallowed and drank your coffee.

"You're forgetting that I am not you, Armitage." This time you dared to raise your voice. "I am not perfect. And you good know how difficult it is for a woman or person of color to join First Order. Oh! I forgot! The white boy had privileges since very beginning, huh?! If Snoke would be wiser, he would never give you this position. Just look at you! Who do you think you are?!" You got up hitting the table with fist. “I am not your fucking drudge!" Your words hung in the air while everyone was looking at two of you.

Without any more things to say you turned around and left canteen, not even looking around at your brother.

Hux watched you with anger and disbelief in his eyes. He didn't say a word when you left, he only looked at others. "What are you all staring at?! Get back to your stuff!" Man yelled and looked away before muttering to himself. "What a drama queen..."

Anger was raging in your soul and you weren't paying attention to your direction.

It was a second. You saw a tall dark figure in front of you, and next thing was a strong collision. Shortly after you were on the floor with a pain in your lower back.

"Watch out next time, man!" You yelled.

Black haired man looked down at you.

"You could show some respect, do you realize to whom are you talking to?" He asked and watched you for a bit.

Man didn't recognize you as Hux's sister.

"Who are you? You are not a part of my crew." His voice was deep and dangerous.

You were about to snap something, but it was when you realized who was standing in front of you. It was no one else but Kylo Ren, the commander of the First Order.

You've heard a lot about him. In the Academy, all girls were fangirling about him while men were setting him as a role model.

Sudden blush crept onto your cheeks. Didn't know what to do nor say, you swallowed hardly.

"I am sorry, Sir... I am new here.. They had sent me from Academy for trainings..."

You bit inside of your cheek. The lie wasn't huge, but still, it felt awful to be lying to him. However, at the moment you didn't have any other things use as an emanation.

Brunette grabbed your hand tightly and helped you got up pulled you closer, watching you.

"I didn't hear anything about someone from Academy... but... Let's say I believe you. Listen to me now... You are on my ship, so better behave and show me a respect... Or you won't return to Academy in one piece and it's not a warning." He growled and then let go of your arm.

Kylo gave you last cold gaze, then walked away.

Heart was beating in unbearable pace and you knees became weak. You leant back against the wall to support youself from falling.

"Oh my... Girls won't believe me..." You whispered under your breath.

Shaking all over your body, you came back to you chamber.

After few hours Hux bursted into your chamber. "You are dead. You ou are so dead, Y/N. Kylo is looking for a 'girl from Academy.' How could you told HIM that Academy sent you HERE?!" He asked raising his voice. "He gave order to find you... And you have to go to him. NOW!"

Truth was that your brother pulled you out of thoughtfulness, and you weren't happy.

"Yes. Sure. I'll go to him, but I get to put on my uniform. Could you be so kind and let me change my clothes?" You got up from bed and came to your brother pushing him out of your chamber.

Hux grabbed your hands tightly and pulled you closer. "Listen to me now, you stubborn bitch. You won't join First Order and you have no uniform, so better move your lazy ass to him now or I will forget that we are even related to me and I will bring him your head. As a proof that you were a spy and that you are dead."

His eyes were full of anger but they reminded cold, Hux pushed you out of your chamber.

You couldn't help. You slapped him straight in the cheek.

"Fuck off."

Improving your hair you went ahead, not even knowing where were you going.

Hux just watched you with his eyes wide open. "Guards! This girls is here!" He yelled and walked away.

Two man walked to you and grabbed your arms. "You will come with us. Someone want to see you." One of them said and they started to drag you into direction of Kylo's chamber.

You were expecting his chamber to be huge but definitely not that big.

As soon as you stepped in, the tensed atmosphere embraced you, so your heart pounded harder. You politely gave a sign to guards that you will be okay, so they left you.

You stopped in front of desk. The leather chair was turned with its back to you.

Kylo turned around on chair to face you. His voice was emotionless. "From Academy for trainings?" He asked with his deep voice. "I knew that something's wrong with you..." He said softly and got up from his chair, Kylo started to circle around you. "So... care to tell me who you are? Without laying this time. I don't like strangers here." Brunette explayned taking his lightsaber into hand.

You couldn't help and let out a quiet whimper seeing how he was holding his weapon in hand. The glove on his palm was black like rest of his outfit. Feeling his gaze on you made a cold shiver to rum along your spine.

"My name's Y/N. And.. Yes.. I am from Academy.. They kicked me out, Sir.. I didn't have a place to go.."

Kylo smiled softly, squeezing weapon in his hand. His glove started to crack.

"What just prove that you were laying... They didn't send you here."

He walked to you from behind. "So... How did you get here? This is not some random spaceship." Kylo said right into your ear.

You shivered but tried to stay calm.

"I've.. I took their cruiser, Sir. When no one was watching..."

Feelinh his warm breath on your nape, you closed eyes. You were afraid that he will use his lightsaber to kill you. "Forgive me, Master Ren."

Kylo laughed quietly.

"I am not your Master... And you are still laying... I've read your documents... Someone as weak as you couldn't get here by herself."

He pressed weapon to your lower back. "You know that good girls don't lie?"

You gave a nod.

"Yes.. I know someone here.. I had contact this person and asked for guidelines.. Please, Master.. I can be useful."

You dared to turn your head around. Seeing him that close was like a bliss. You felt a blush which was forming on your cheeks.

Kylo looked into your eyes. He was showing no emotions. "You? Useful? I wonder how."

Brunet slowly moved away and walked back to his desk only to look at you.

"I learn fast. I know some... People. I.. I know coding stuff and similar... Please, give me a chance and you won't regret.."

Before you thought, you started to act.

With a bit of hesitation you walked to him stopping inches from his form. Your hand traveled to his palm clenched on the lightsaber, and you stroked over there.

Kylo watched you. "What are you doing? My one move... And you are dead, woman." He muttered. "What are you trying to achive?"

He didn't know, like everybody else, that you had some special abilities, and that was the reason they didn't throw you out of the Academy.

"I can do stuff. I can make some objects float."

You looked him deep in the eye.

Kylo frowned looking at your face.

"You? You can make some objects float? How? Prove it. Now." He ordered gently pushing you away from him.

You nodded swallowing hardly. Looking around his chamber you noticed few little metal boxes in the left corner.

You looked at them, you focused as much as you were able to.

But nothing happened.

"Shit.." You whispered looking briefly at him.

Kylo laughed and shook his head. He walked to you closer and wrapped his hand around your nape.

"Now... You will leave my chamber. Before I will decide to kill you. And start to show respect, and don't get into my way. Then maybe you will find yourself a safe place here." He growled through clenched teeth.

You trembled when he came closer to you, he was much taller than you. But when he placed his hand to your nape, things got out of control.

You felt familiar tingling in your chest, and when you closed your eyes, an invisible force pushed him away of you. All the things that were placed in the chamber have floated up. Your hair were floating too, like at the invisible blows of wind.

You opened your eyes, and second later everything what was in the air fell down on the floor.

You slowly sank on your knees gasping for air.

Kylo blinked deeply suprised. He watched you carefuly, thinking about stuff that just happened, he knew what it meant.

"Try not to die here. I need to talk with someone about you." Kylo explained before he left chamber.

It took you longer while to get up and walk to his chair. You flopped on it heavily. Your head hurt, your entire body was still trembling. It was very first time when you managed to do something as spectacular.

Armitage was back in canteen, enjoying his little coffee break. He was happy and glad until he was Kylo entering the same room.

"General Hux, I need to talk with you about this girl from Academy."

Hux froze for a moment, then nodded. "What is it? Shell I find someone who will clean mess after killing her, or shall I find the way to get her out of the ship?"

"Of course no. I wanna take her in." Kylo said camly.

Armitage choked with his coffe. He wiped his mouth and looked at Kylo with disbelief. "What are you saying? So now we are taking every stray person that will get here? What if she is a spy? She should die."

"Are you questioning my orders, Hux?! She is staying here! And it's not under any question! It's an Order!" Kylo yelled angrily narrowing his brows.

Hux shuddered and nodded, thinking about you. Apparently your weird 'talent' started to show up again. He nodded his head. "Yes sir... I understand."

"Very well. You will be the one that have to take care of her." Kylo declared before walking away.

When Ren was gone, Hux let out a loud growl and smashed his cup against the wall.

Comfy bed. What an amazing feeling to lay your head down on a pillow.

You were back in your chamber, half conscious after last event in Ren's chember.

He sent you back with an assist of two paramedics.

Now, you were only dreaming of rest, however it was impossible. You heard that husky voice on the corridor, it was no one else but your brother.

"Wake up, you little scum!" Hux yelled at you as he entered the room. "Are you proud of yourslef?! Is it really your life goal to put shame on our family with your stupid abilities?!" He took one of pillows and threw it on you.

"Stop it!" You sat on the bed rubbing your temples. "It's not my fault! He touched me and... It happened! I didn't plan to!" You screamed.

"I don't care! You should control it by now! That's why we sent you to Academy. So you will forgot about them." He walked to you closer and took your face into his cold hands. "Why can't you be normal, sister? Just like you were when we were younger? Why can't you just forget about this and start live like a normal person? Like your only brother..." He asked looking into your eyes.

"You wanna know why? Because I am not Armitage Hux. I am Y/N Hux. And my abilities are so special that you don't understand them. Admit it, you're scared of my force."

He rolled his eyes. "Oh please, Y/N. One thing that I am scared of is that my only sister will get herself killed by joining wrong place, but who cares that Armitage is worried. No one! Because all you see is your fake thoughts that I am the bad one here! I am worried about YOU... MY little sister." He said and sighed deeply, Hux slowly sat down on your bed and rubbed his chin.

You fell down on pillows. "I know. But look. I don't know what to do with all this. It's scaring me. I can't recognize myself anymore. In the Academy they told me my force is too strong to be subjugated..." You let your eyes closed. "Now we can do nothing. Master Ren wants me to stay here. I don't know what is he planning."

"He is not your master... That's firstly. Second, I don't know, too. He only ordered me to take care of you." Hux sighed sadly and looked at you. "Come here... Hug from older brother?"

You looked him in the eye. U willingly, you sat back again and hugged to him. "I am tired. Can I sleep now?" You asked being nestled to his chest.

Hux hugged you and gently stroked your hair. "Yes. Sure you can, little one. In case if something will happen, I am in my room." He kissed your forehead before he left.

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Hidden treasure || Part II

Part I

Words: 1663

Warnings: language, cursing, violence against the reader.

SUMMARY: You are General Hux sister. After another failure, you’ve been sent back to Hux. He’s pretty annoyed by the fact he has to take care of you. No one but Hux knows, that you have some special abilities. One day you accidentally meet commander Kylo Ren. Will this meeting change everything?

Author: Cass & Rouge

Kylo was sitting in his chair thinking about you. If your abilities were that strong it was such a shame that you were waisting them.

If you would agree, he would gladly took you in. You really impressed him by this accident.

Kylo spent few more hours thinking about your case until he made a permanent decision.

You woke up in the middle of night covered in cold sweat. You were gasping shivering all over your body. Not knowing what to do with yourself you went to your bathroom to wash your face. As you did, you got dressed and then left your chamber. You knew you won't be able to fall asleep again, so you thought you will lurk along the ship checking everything.

He sensed you easily. Your force was strong in you. He got up from his seat, he left his chamber. Kylo saw you on one of corridors few moments later.

He walked to you quietly, so you didn't notice his presence.

"Aren't you scared to walk like this here? Alone?" brunette asked standing few steps from you.

You almost jumped hearing his voice. You turned to face Kylo.

"I am not afraid." Your voice was firm. You pulled your jacket more on your shoulders.

He shook his head smiling a bit. "But you are still scared like a little cat. Please, come with me." Kylo said offering his arm to you.

You hesitated but finally you took his arm and followed him.

"You have a power in you. Raw. How did you learn to control this?" You asked softly

"Years of hard training." He said simply. "And you? How it's possible that you have such a strong power? How is it possible that I have never met you before?"

You stopped.

"It's.."

You didn't know what to say. You didn't want to admit Hux was your brother. Firstly, because he would kill you. Second, you haven't ever felt like a part of Hux family.

"Since I was a child I was manifesting some special powers.. I couldn't control it."

You looked at him only to lower head shortly after.

Kylo listened to you carefully. "Than why you didn't try to tame it? It's so strong... So unbridled that it's a shame that I didn't get you into my hands earlier... I want to teach you, I want you to grow strong under my wings." He said proudly.

You smirked sadly. "They tried to tame it. It didn't work. I don't think it's gonna work."

You walked to the wall and leant your forearm against it.

"I won't try to tame it. I will teach you how to keep it under your control and I will show you, how strong you can get. Trust me. I will show you how perfect your ability is." Kylo said and looked at you with his cold gaze. "I want to give you a chance to be someone, to be by my side as my apprentice."

Thoughts were running in your mind, all at once.

After few moments you gave a nod.

"Yes.. Whatever you say, Master."

Your heart stopped in the second you spotted how Armitage came out of next corridor.

"Good... My precious apprentice." Kylo mumbled and put hand to your cheek. "You will be wonderful, my dear."

Kylo looked over his shoulder in the direction you were staring. "Hux, don't you have anything else to do? What do you want?"

Armitage looked at you and Kylo in shock, he cleared his throat. "I... I wanted to talk with this girl."

Slightly shake of your head had to give Armitage a negative signal. "Don't." You tried to connect with Armitage through mind bond, but you failed. You good knew what he was going to do now. "Don't you see I'm talking with commander Ren at the moment?" Instinctively, you took a little step backwards as you spoke loudly.

"Only thing that I see is a little fucking brat that tries to join wrong place. I wanna talk with MY sister!" Hux growled loudly.

Kylo blinked and looked at you with confused gaze. "With sister? You are Hux's sister?!"

Escape. Now. As soon as this thought went through your mind, you turned around, you started to run wanting to be as far from them as possible.

"Stop!" Kylo raised his hand using force to stop you from running away.

"Thank you, Kylo..." Hux said slowly approaching Ren. "Let me take care of this scum." Armitage walked to you and grabbed your arm tightly, then Kylo let you out of his force reach. "You are going with me now!" Hux growled and forced you to follow him.

You looked over your shoulder at Kylo. With pale lips you only managed to mumble "I'm sorry."

Kylo watched both of you, frowning.

You were jerking strongly trying to free your arm from Hux's grasp.

"Let go! Let go!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Hux yelled and threw you into your chamber. When you were laying on the floor, Hux kicked you right into the stomach. "I have. Enough. Of. Your. Idiotic. Dreams. Bitch."

One by one, words were leaving his mouth. Kick, and then another word, kick then and another word, and like this for few minutes.

"You will never join the First Order. You are nothing. You are nothing than the disappointment for our family! Even parents couldn't look at you, that's why they've sent you away!" Hux growled as he pulled you up only to hit you in the face.

You barely could keep your eyes open. With swollen lips you whispered: "One day you'll be the one to beg me for a mercy, and I'll show it to you by wiping you out with all available cruelty I'll be disposing."

As he was holding you strongly by your throat, you snapped your fingers. In the same moment the knife that was on your nightstand floated to you immediately. You grabbed the hilt and with an agile movement you put it to Hux's throat. "You can take everything I have, or you can brake everything I am like I am made of glass, but you'll never own me."

Hux grabbed the knife and threw it away. "Listen to me, scum. I won't break you, I will kill you. I can't believe I have you as my sister!" He yelled before next few punches.

Hux threw you on the floor finally. "I don't have a sister anymore. Father was right... Instead of sending you away he should kill you like he was planning to." With these words, Hux left you alone.

It was like forever to you before you managed to crawl out of your chamber. Two stormtroopers have found you on the floor in puddle of blood. They had the order to bring you straight to Snoke's throne room.

"Where is she?" Kylo asked joining Hux.

"She is... Fine. She is in her room." Hux muttered hiding fists in his pockets.

Kylo only nodded. "Good. Everything's ready, general?"

"Yes. Invasion is ready, stormtroopers are ready. We only wait at you." Hux explained and looked at Kylo. "Can we start?"

"Yes, I am ready too." He said. "What do we know about them?"

"Rebellion base. A single one on that little planet ahead." Hux pointed on the nearest window. In front of the ship there was a planet nearby.

Hux crossed arms behind his back. "We will crush them. I took care of your ship, it's ready to use."

Kylo gave him a look. "Good."

Water. It tasted amazing. Someone was holding back of your head helping you to quench your thirst.

You rolled eyes as the wave of pain hit your head.

"Young Y/N."

Strong voice said firmly. Shorty after came sonorous laughter.

You opened your eyes wider.

Snoke. You haven't seen him before, but you knew it was him.

Snoke beared much resemblance to a human being with fairly pinkish skin and bright blue eyes. He had age spots and a large wound on his left cheek. He was dressed in a golden robe.

"Supreme Leader Snoke..." You mumbled quietly.

His eyes were still on you as he raised his palm to call one of his praetorians. "Bring Ren to me. Now."

Kylo looked surprised when he heard that Snoke had wanted to see him. He sighed heavily and went to meet with his master, he wasn't really happy thinking about this meeting.

Kylo entered the room. "You wanted to see me, Master?" Brunette asked, taking a knee and looking at Snoke.

"Some rumors came to my ears. That mighty Kylo Ren isn't able to tame a single forlorn girl."

Snoke's eyes was drilling Kylo's figure like he would have wanted to reach straight into Ren's soul.

"My young apprentice," Supreme Leader started, "You've been chosen. I want you to take care of our young Y/N. You'll train her, as well as our other recruits. And you'll make sure she has everything she needs in a reach of her hand. She's truly special, endowed with an extraordinary power. We have to reforge it into our secret weapon."

Brunette flinched a little bit. "Of course that I can tame a single forlorn girl... It's not my fault that she is Hux's sister." Kylo tried to explain himself. He nodded his head looking down. "Yes, Master. I will do everything that I can to take good care of her."

"It only helps that she's his sister. You need to fan her rage towards him. It has to spread. She's the spark of conflagration that will burn the Resistance. Along with you, young Solo."

Snoke rose from his throne, and walked to Kylo. He stopped in front of him leaning down.

"I hope I am not mistaken entrusting you with this task. If you'll let me down, I'll make sure to show you what real suffer means."

Snoke turned with his back to Kylo.

"Now go. Destroy that rebels base. You know what to do later."

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Hidden treasure || Part III

Part I || Part II

Words: 1536

Warnings: language, cursing, violence against the reader.

SUMMARY: You are General Hux sister. After another failure, you’ve been sent back to Hux. He’s pretty annoyed by the fact he has to take care of you. No one but Hux knows, that you have some special abilities. One day you accidentally meet commander Kylo Ren. Will this meeting change everything?

Author: Cass & Rouge

Few weeks have passed so quickly.

Black, matte uniform. Heavy military boots. The hair pinned up in a ponytail. A determined step and a raised head.

You've developed over the last weeks becoming more confident. You got rid of the fright.

You entered canteen, the chamber was already full of stormtroopers. It wasn't something unusual at the breakfast time.

You felt their glances on you, you felt like their eyes were gliding over your body. Most of them wanted to fuck you, pathetic scums. If they would know you could sense their minds... You only smirked a bit as you took your place. You put mug with coffee in front of you. It was when with a corner of your eye you noticed like he entered. Your brother, general Hux.

He was avoiding you since he had beaten you almost to death. You sensed his fear.

Hux ignored you and went to join his best people.

You could feel like a pair of strong hands were placed on your shoulders. It was Kylo.

"How do you feel today, my dear Y/N?" Kylo asked before sitting next to you. "He is here." Ren said and looked at you taking a sip of his coffee.

Slight shrug was enough as an answer. "Yea. Treating me like an air. But it's better now." You turned head to face Kylo. "I'm good." You raised mouth corners in a slight smile. "What about you?" Your hand has been placed on his palm. "I've heard there was a problem with one of students yesterday."

Kylo smiled at you softly. "I heard about this... But I don't care to be honest. I was more worried about your safety and nothing else mattered." He admitted coldly.

Brunette leant closer to you. "Remember when he had beaten you up... Almost killing you? You let him just walk around here like nothing ever happened? I heard how he is telling everyone that you are just a slut." Kylo whispered into your ear.

With parted lips you gave Ren a brief look ending your coffee.

"Now you're not better than he is." You turned head around biting your lips.

You looked at Hux. He seemed to be happy enjoying his life.

"He's gonna pay me. But it's not today."

You got up improving your jacket.

"I gotta go back to my duties."

You left the canteen quickly not looking around.

Kylo caught you at the corridor and wrapped arm around your waist, then pulled you closer pressing you to his chest.

"Listen... I am your master. I am not saying that you have to kill him. You should show him who is the weak one here. I good know you want it, Y/N..." He purred deeply into your ear. "I read your mind... I know you want to do this, so do it! Make your master proud... Free your rage, Y/N."

Your chin was trembling at the moment. You turned head around to not look him in the eye.

Kylo was right. You let Hux prevail, it only made him stronger.

Ren's voice was so stronge, so deep.

"I'll do this, Kylo."

Kylo smiled and stroked your cheek. "Good girl, go then."

During this few weeks Kylo learned how to manipulate you. He knew that you had feelings for him, so he was using them to make you do what he said.

Hux was still in canteen, chatting with few people.

You approached him, arms crossed behind your back.

"General Hux," you smirked at him, "why you are waisting your precious time? Shouldn't you've been at the bridge now? Looking for our enemies?"

"Shouldn't you be in Kylo's chamber sucking on his dick." Hux muttered not even looking at you. Few of his people laughed at his comment.

"I good know when and where I should be. You aren't the one that give me orders here, miss Y/N Hux," after these words he looked at you.

Kylo entered canteen, he watched you and your actions.

Your eyes turned black as rage hit you with its force. You only tilted your head, it was enough for your force to take over control.

Hux started to choke.

"Don't. You. Dare. To. Talk. To. Me Like. This. Anymore. You. Fucking. Sod."

Each of words was snapped angrily through clenched teeth. You moved hand a bit, and Hux slowly floated up. With another tilt of your head, the force tossed reddish man on the nearest wall.

Kylo watched you proudly clapping his hands. "Bravo, Y/N. You has shown him who is the boss here. Now... Come to me." He said with a smile reaching hand towards you.

Hux growled loudly getting up from floor. "How could I ever care of you..." He muttered to himself.

As you were walking to Kylo, you turned head to your brother.

"Did you say something?" You growled again force choking on him for a second. "No? I'm glad. You all, go back to your fucking duties, scums!" You yelled at rest of soldiers.

Standing next to Ren you glared at him. "Are you proud now?" You snapped before passing him away.

Kylo watched you proudly but there was also something else... He was using your feelings but He felt bad about this... He also felt bad thinking how much you've changed during this few weeks.

He didn't know why, but he liked the shy girl you used to be, and he also didn't know why he just has wanted to hug you and never let go.

"Let's go, Y/N. We have training." Kylo declared firmly.

"I wanna stay alone." You gave him simple look above your shoulder. "Start without me, I bet rest of the group is already on place waiting for you."

You headed back to your chamber, where you laid down on the bed looking up at the ceiling.

Shame was loud in your soul as you were thinking about your older brother. Extreme feelings were mingling with each other leading you from fear to kind of an rejoicing. Yes. You hated Armitage, but on the other hand he was only part of your family. He was part of you, and nothing could change it.

Kylo sighed watching you, he really wanted to leave you alone just like you had asked, but something pushed him to follow you.

After few minutes Kylo entered you chamber without knocking. "Y/N... I feel that something's wrong with you." Man said and sat on your bed.

"Just leave me alone, please?" You muttered covering your head with pillow. "Go away. I am not in a mood. I don't wanna talk. Just leave me."

Loud sigh left your lips as you pulled knees closer to chest rolling yourself in a ball.

"I can't leave you like this... I should take care of you." Kylo said softly and touched your arm. "Come on, Y/N... What's wrong?" He asked, stroking your arm.

"I've said, leave me alone!" Your voice was husky when you screamed. Your bed trembled few times, and lights flickered.

Kylo grabbed you by your hair and pulled you down. "Never again! Never rise your voice on me, do you understand?!" Kylo growled deeply. "I am your master and you have to listen to me and respect me! You belong to me and you good know this!" He yelled, looking you right in the eye.

Feeling like a little animal in a trap, you reacted instinctively. You aimed strong blow into Kylo's face slapping him in the cheek.

"You don't own me, Ren!"

Kylo grabbed your throat and squeezed it firmly with smile on his face. "First Order owns you... and I own you as your master. I am stronger than you... so better behave." He growled against your ear.

"Or what?" You struggled hardly. "What? You'll treat me like my brother did, huh? I am curious what Snoke would say about this." You growled turning head aside.

"Snoke would tell you the same thing, that we own you and you should show me some respect, and that you should listen to me as your master!" Kylo yelled, releasing your throat from his grip.

Barely breathing, you took few deeper breaths. "Of course, MASTER." You snapped through clenched teeth. "If this is all I think you should leave."

Kylo grabbed your arm tightly and pulled you up. "You are going with me, it's your training time now and I don't care how do you feel." He said and dragged you out of the room.

You jerked strongly few times. "I am not in a mood for training." Seeing that your actions weren't helping at all, you stopped in the middle of the corridor.

Kylo rolled his eyes and simply grabbed you by your waist, he picked you up throwing you over his shoulder and walked toward the training room.

When you both got inside, Kylo threw you on the floor and shook his head. "You should be happy I am not the one that trains you today. Because I would break you in half." He growled and walked away.

As annoyed as you were, you focused on training, even when you didn't want to cooperate at all. Kylo started to annoy you with all that 'superiority' of his.

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Hidden treasure || Part IV

Part I || Part II || Part III

Words: 4012

Warnings: language, cursing, violence against the reader. smut.

SUMMARY: You are General Hux sister. After another failure, you’ve been sent back to Hux. He’s pretty annoyed by the fact he has to take care of you. No one but Hux knows, that you have some special abilities. One day you accidentally meet commander Kylo Ren. Will this meeting change everything?

Author: Cass & Rouge

Days were passing so quickly. Most of time you were spending on the training room practicing your skills.

Kylo wasn't up to having a conversations with you, so finally you let go.

What was making you suspicious was your brother behavior. His mood swings began to be unbearable. Once he could be nice to you only to slander you in front of troops moment later. So when he asked you to join him on the mission, you came to this idea with dose of restraint.

"You finally decided to show up." Hux said proudly looking at you with a soft frown. "Get on the ship, I'm not gonna wait any longer." He muttered and pushed you gently inside. "Maybe for once in your entire life you will be useful." He said before looking at his troops. "Remember! Kill everyone that isn't cooperating."

You threw a gaze onto a hangar.

The ship was huge. A lot of troops were at the briefing.

Politely, you followed General trying not to ask too many useless questions. Last thing you needed was another argument with him.

"Why you decided to take me with you?" You asked taking a seat on leather chair near the bridge.

"Well, I heard you wanted to go on a mission to train and get stronger. So here is your chance." Armitage shrugged sitting in his own chair. "You are my sister. I shouldn't stop you from developing." Hux explained not even looking at you.

You tilted head with eyes wide open. "From developing? Oh. I see. So now you try to help me with my development instead of fighting with me and shaming me in front of your people? How cute of you!" Crossing legs you looked at the people working with radar. "I don't buy it at all. But let it be."

"Shut up, you little scum. You should be thankful that I let you take a part in one of MY missions!" Reddish man growled loudly. Crossing legs he shook his head. "I even can't believe myself that I agreed on this."

Hux was planning something more than just an ordinary mission. One little mistake would give him a reason to kill you or at least to punish you. One thought about beating you up again made him feel unhealthy satisfied.

"Thank you, general." You shrugged and decided to not step into an argument any further.

Instead, you got up and walked to people from navigation section. You talked with them politely, avoiding your brother's glances as much as you could.

After the landing Hux ordered you to stay by his side while others went to do their job. You two were standing outside the ship.

Few minutes later two troopers brought a young woman. She was crying and whimpering. "You will not get away with it. Resistance will get you all! And you all will fall!"

Hux smiled and looked at you. "Go on, sister. Show her who you are." He whispered into your ear.

You stiffened as you turned head to look him in the eye. "Are you kidding me?" You whispered quietly. "I ain't gonna do this."

You looked at the young woman in front of you. Pain was painted on her face as she was trembling all over her skinny body.

You swallowed and took step ahead. "What are you hiding?" You asked her firmly. "If you'll tell us where's their hideout, we'll let you free..." With each word you sounded more and more unconvincingly.

"NO! I will never tell you anything! Never!" Woman yelled.

"Kill her. NOW!" Hux growled into your ear. "And better do this quickly."

Woman looked at you. "If First Order owns soldiers like you than you have no chance against us." Woman mumbled between sobs.

You reached to your pocket pulling out a handy knife. Turning it few times in hand, you were measuring woman with cold glance. Finally, you put the blade to her throat. You were about to cut it open but...

"I can't." The firm statement left your pale lips. "I won't do this."

"Kill her." Hux ordered his soldiers before grabbing you by your nape and pulling you back inside the ship. Troopers killed woman without any hesitation.

Hux pushed you against the wall and grabbed your neck. "Who the hell you think you are?! You have to listen to MY ORDERS!" He yelled and then threw you on the floor. "I am the general here and you have to listen to my every single word!" Hux growled and then he put one of his feet onto your chest.

You brother looked at you with a sadistic smile and started to press on your chest strongly. "We will see how much you can handle. It will be such a shame when Kylo will find out that you died on a mission."

You struggled. Barely breathing you tried to jerk out of your position.

Not being sure about what to do, you mumbled. "Armitage, enough.." You grabbed his feet trying to push it off of your chest. His weight was pinning you down to the groud and you started feel dizzy.

With last ounce of strength that left in you, you focused so deeply. Invisible force smacked Hux in the stomach throwing him on the nearest wall.

You rolled on your knees kneeling like this for a while as you struggled to catch a breath. Turning head over your shoulder, you looked at your brother. You reached hand into his direction and focused again trying to use force to choke him. But nothing happened.

Armitage got up from the floor and laughed. "Not so brave anymore, huh sister?" Hux walked to you and grabbed your throat right before punching you in the face. "You aren't so strong anymore, Y/N. Maybe you just lost 'talent' because you let Ren to fuck you, huh? Maybe now you will be just a pathetic, ordinary human again!?" He asked before hitting on your stomach few times and slapping your face.

You aimed a blow into his face. The force was enough to send him on the ground. You rolled into a ball pressing hands to your stomach. Your lips were cracked. Slowly, you got onto your knees supporting your weight on hands. You raised head looking at your brother. With a corner of eye you saw few troops entering the chamber.

"You'll naver brake me. Never." You growled.

"What you are looking at?!" Hux growled at troops. "GET THE FUCK OUT TO YOUR FUCKING JOB!" He yelled right before grabbing your handful of your hair and smashing your head against the metal wall. "We will see what you'll say now, dear sister." Reddish man smiled before smashing your head against the wall few more times, each time doing it harder.

First hit made you feel dizzy. Second made your whole body tremble. Third caused a huge wave of pain spreading all over your flesh, to each nerve.

You stopped counting after three times. The knowing of your situation was enough for you to lost conscious but you kept your eyes open as long as you could.

When Hux stopped and kicked you with his heavy combat boot on the stomach once again, you fell on the ground being alomst unable to move and breathe. You turned head aside leaning cheek against cold floor. You coughed deeply; a huge blood clot cropped out within your lips. The wounds on head were bleeding hardly. Your sight got blurry. "Kylo..." You managed to whisper before you drifted into darkness.

He roused suddenly, his body covered in cold sweat and all muscles tensed.

Gasping deeply man blinked few times adjusting his eyes to darkness in the room.

He could swear he heard whining. Female whining.

Heart was beating strongly inside of his chest, blood pressure was rumbling in his ears.

A sudden thought ran across his mind. "Y/N!"

Hux smiled. 

"He isn't here. He won't help you this time." He said and took knife from your pocket into his hand. "Now... let's think where to stab you... so it will look like an attack on you.... Or let's do this in another way."

Hux slowly pulled up the shirt of your uniform revealing your belly. He started to slowly cut your stomach. He made sure that wounds weren't too deep, so you wouldn't bleed out.

This action gave him a pleasant feeling. His sadistic mind was calm now, he could feel like he was calming down. With every new cut and every blood drop appearing on your skin, Hux was feeling something in between trance and rapture.

After everything, he got up and grabbed you by your hair. Reddish man slowly drugged you out of main chamber.

Kylo's ship has been prepared in several minutes.

Ren took his best people with him, strictly ordering them that after landing they have to find general Hux and lead him straight to Kylo.

The travel at the planet wasn't too long since it was located not far away from radar's view.

"I want him alive." Kylo's voice was firm as he spoke. "No matter how, you'll find that scum and bring him to my ship."

Hux slowly walked out of the ship and blinked at what he saw. "Kylo Ren's people? What are you doing here? The mission is going well. We don't need your intervention. My people control the situation." He snapped deeply annoyed.

The last thing he needed now was dealing with Kylo and his pathetic people. He had enough of nerves because of your presence. "What do you want?!" He growled.

Kylo pushed himself through his people and with subtle tilt of head pointed at Hux's ship. "Rummage this piece of junk." Brunette order through clenched teeth. "And you will come with me, Hux."

"Piece of junk?! How dare you, Ren?! What do you want this time? I really don't have patience to deal with your moods." Armitage said with the frown and slowly followed other man.

Hux wasn't scared. Y/N was his sister and she belonged to him as much as she now belonged to the First Order. He didn't feel guilt or fear.

As they stayed alone on Kylo's ship, corvine haired man immediately used force to choke ginger man. "Where is Y/N?" He snarled in deep voice of his. "What have you done to her, prick?"

Hux gasped and grinned his teeth trying to somehow free himself. "Y/N.... She got.. She got what she deserved. She is just a freak! B.... Black ship of my family! She should be DEAD!" He growled struggling to take a deep breath.

Kylo tightened grasp on Hux's neck. "As soon as we come back on Supreme Leader Snoke's ship I'll report him what you've done. You can be sure he will kill you with all possible ferocity. And better prey. Because if he will decide to give yoi back into my hands, death will be the only prize you'll be able to get."

Praetorians were ready to attack within a second if needed, when Hux has been brought to the throne room.

Snoke was sitting on his throne, his chin leant over palm clenched into fist.

"General Hux." His voice raised, echoed from walls.

Hux looked at Snoke with a cold gaze. "Why am I here? I didn't do anything bad, so can I just go back to my duties? Because I don't see any reason for this... meeting." He muttered keeping his hands behind his back, looking around without particular need.

Snoke moved his finger, with this sending Hux straight onto the ground.

"How dared you to attack Y/N? Don't you realize how powerful is she? We need her alive, and you have almost killed her!"

Reddish man growled loudly and got up slowly from the floor. "I don't care! No one needs her here. We already have Ren, I don't feel a need to deal with her, too. She is a part of MY family and it should be my decision what will happen to her." Hux said improving his coat. "She is a mistake and no matter what I will eliminate this disgrace." He said without hesitation.

"How dare you oppose to my commands, general!?" Snoke slowly rose from his throne taking few steps into Hux's direction. "It'll be like I say. She's too precious to be killed."

Supreme Leader walked to Hux standing in front of him. "If you'll dare to object to my words, you'll be slain."

Hux frowned. "She is my sister. I will decide about her life. I don't care how powerful she is. She doesn't belong here, her powers are nothing!" He yelled. "She won't change anything here."

Snoke snapped his fingers at the same time force-choking ginger general. "Your life lies in my hands. I can sense how afraid you're of Y/N's abilities."

Snoke looked at two praetorian guardians on his left. "Take general Hux to the cargo chamber and show him his place in all this."

Supreme Leader walked back to his throne taking a sit after.

Kylo carried you carefully through the corridor. He held you close to his chest. Brunette took you to his chamber.

When Kylo got there he gently put you on his bed. He sat next to you and looked at your injuries. "How could he even touch you... you are safe now." Kylo muttered taking off his gloves, then he started to take care of your wounds.

When you opened your eyes, you got illuminated by lights. Frowning and covering your eyes with palm, you tried to sit but the burning pain inundated your entire body. Having no other choice, you put head back onto pillow.

Looking at the side, you noticed a familiar figure towering near the bed.

"Ren.." You mumbled with pale lips.

He looked at you with a small smile. "Hush now, you are safe. I will take care of you." Kylo whispered and gently touched your cheek.

"I am almost done." Kylo said, wrapping bandages around your stomach, then he kissed your forehead fondly.

You closed eyes enjoying his rough lips on your skin.

"What happened?" It was an ask which had to be set. "Why am I in your chamber and not mine?"

"Hux happened but don't worry. He has a meeting with Supreme Leader right now. He will punish him for what he had done to you..." Kylo said as he finished with bandages. "I am happy you are alive, Y/N and.... I took you here to take care of your injuries."

You nodded slightly not being sure what to say. "I was afrid. I tried to use forcenbut I failed."

"No one is perfect. You are still learning... The most important thing that you are here... with me... and you are safe." Without thinking Kylo gently pulled you into a hug.

You hissed loudly since every part of your body was covered in bruises and wounds.

"What now?" You whispered.

"I don't know... I don't care. I just want to have you as close as possible." Kylo sighed and kissed your neck gently. His hands traveled down your body only to be wrapped tight around your waist, he pulled you even closer. "I can't lose you, I don't want to lose you... Never." Brunette muttered against your lips before crushing his own on yours.

You didn't give kiss back, instead you put hand to his chest gently pushing Kylo back. "Are you insane?" You whispered quietly. "That's inappropriate." You looked him straight in the eye.

"Inappropriate is the fact that you even had joined the First Order. You should be away from all of this... Be protected," he whispered slowly slipping hand into your hair.

"Stay with me. Only with me. I will make you my queen and I will protect your honor and life with my own." Kylo looked deep into your eyes. "We will rule the Galaxy. Together."

You blinked few times not being sure what have you just heard.

You however couldn't lie to yourself. He was much in your type. Handsome and tall, mighty and mysterious. It's been a longer while since you were sharing bed with someone, your body already gave you a signs that it liked the situation; your heart pounded harder in your chest, your pupils got wider aa you were looking at him.

"My brother will kill me. If not, Snoke will do it. I am nothing."

Kylo moved his hand under your shirt only to touch bare skin at your back. "Stop it. You aren't nothing. You are everything to me. You are strong, dangerous, yet so fragile and sensitive. I won't let anyone ever hurt you. I will make you stronger."

Kylo held his breath, pulling your shirt up. He kissed your lips gently, then moved down to your chin and neck placing kisses on every inch of your skin. He gently pushed you back down on the mattress and continued his way down, till he reached bandages on your stomach.

Brunett kissed them gently and moved to your pants than he looked up at you, asking for your permission voicelessly.

You looked down at him, you were shivering already. After a second you gave a slight nod.

"Kylo." You said firmy. "You shouldn't.. Beside, someone can get it. What then?"

Kylo grabbed the waistband of your pants and pulled them down along with your panties. "I don't care. You are mine. And everyone will know about this." Brunett muttered and placed your legs on his shoulders.

He took it slow, playing with your sensitive areas. His hot tongue was moving up and down your pussy as he was sucking on your clit from time to time.

It didn't take long before two of his long fingers have been slipped inside of you, Kylo smiled at the feeling of your tight pussy.

He looked up at you while his fingers started to move in and out.

You rolled your head back on the pillow moaning loudly.

He was very skilled, that was sure.

You rested your weight on one elbow slipping second hand into his hair.

"Fuck..." You were looking like he was eating you out with half opened mouth. Gasping and moaning for him.

As his fingers slipped in, you bit lower lip and slowly rolled your hips to gain more friction.

"Don't stop.. Don't you dare to stop, Ren.." You voice was husky as you pulled on his hair a bit.

Brunette growled loudly as you pulled on his hair. As an answer to your actions, he only picked his pace up and wrapped his lips around your clit.

He sucked on your pussy hard, pushing his fingers as deep as he only could.

You could see how uncomfortable he got, his pants were already tight by themselves but they got even tighter on crotch because of his yet hard cock.

Suddenly Kylo pulled fingers out of you, and he rose up from the bed. He started to undress himself giving you a little show.

His cock was already rock hard when he freed it.

Kylo hovered over you and pinned you to bed. "What will you do now, Y/N?" He purred into your ear.

You leant up to kiss his full lips. "I'd like to play with this thick cock, Ren."

You moved your leg beneath him, so your knee stroked over his length.

"Mmmm.." You purred smiling wryly a bit. "Someone got pretty hard here.."

You slipped hand between two of you to briefly rub on his tip.

"You haven't had anyone since a while, huh?" You asked kissing his earlobe.

Kylo was letting out a loud long groans at your every touch. His head dropped onto your shoulder as he started to nibble on it. "Just like you, little one. You are so tight, sensitive."

He grabbed your hand and pinned it back to mattress over your head.

Kylo kissed your lips harshly and pushed himself into you slowly, inch by inch, deepening the kiss with every second.

You sucked hardly on his lower lip stopping yourself from screaming as he filled you to the brim with his thickness.

You only raised your back a bit taking off your shirt and bra in a rush.

You wrapped arms around his neck and opened your legs wider for him.

"Oh Lord, yes... Yes, just like that, oh fuck..." You were whimpering quietly nuzzling to his chest.

Kylo wrapped arms tightly around you and held you close to his chest making long deep thrusts. He grabbed your hair and pulled them, so you turned head more to him. He kissed you again.

He needed this. The feeling of your body against his. He dreamed about this since he met you, no matter who you were.

Kylo moaned loudly against your lips and started to thrust harder, looking deeply into your eyes.

You slowly wrapped legs around his hips, at the same time deepening his thrusts.

You slipped hand between your connected bodies and rubbed over your clit.

"Your cock feels so fucking amazing in my pussy, Kylo." You whispered into his ear while scratching his back with free hand.

Your whole body was in pain, mostly because od what your brother had done against you. But now, the pain was almost gone. Instead, a heat and waves of pleasure were inundating you over and over again.

"I want to feel this cock more. I need this rough. Make me yours, master." You begged him in the most sexy voice you could do.

Letting out a loud growl, Kylo picked up his pace. Now he was fucking you in an unbearable pace, slipping as deep, hard and fast as he only could.

His forehead was soaked by sweat when he started to let out soft gasps.

"You are so tight, Y/N... Your master gonna cum soon, you will be mine and only mine." Kylo muttered and suddenly bit your neck hardly, leaving a bloody mark. "Now... Everyone will know about this."

"Yes, yes!" You were groaning loudly in his arms, kissing his jawline.

Your pussy was soaking wet as he pounded in you.

Looking him in the eye, you used your entire force to roll on top of him.

You briefly leant down to kiss his lips lovingly as you started to rock your hips back and forth.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck... So good, shit.." Your mouth were half opened when you were riding him hardly.

Kylo moaned loudly and smiled. "My naughty girl."

Brunette grabbed your hips hard enough to leave bruises on them. He rolled his hips to meet your movements.

"Yes... Yes, just like that, you little slut. You're gonna make your master so proud!"

It took only few longer moments for him to cum. Kylo pushed you hard down his cock and held you like this, completely filling your pussy up with his warm cum. He was watching your face whole the time.

You were nearing your peak but when you felt how he shot his load inside of your pulsating core, you couldn't stop yourself from cumming hardly around his thick length.

Your walls clenched tightly around his cock which was still buried deep in you, and the huge wave of extasy flooded you, washing every other feelings away.

Still having him inside, you laid down on his chest gasping for air.

"Oh Lord..." You were able to whimper quietly as your throat hurt from previous screams. "Kylo... Oh Lord.."

Kylo slowly pulled out of you and laid you next to him.

Kylo only smiled and hugged you gently nuzzling to your head.

"I know, my love. Rest now. You need this more than ever before. I will be here to protect you in your sleep." He whispered and kissed your forehead.

You nodded and were about to add something but his steady heartbeat and breaths made you relaxed enough, so you stayed silent.

You didn't realize when sleep overwhelmed you.

Last thing you remembered was a tingling feeling deep in your stomach and the sense of security like you have never had before.

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Hidden treasure || Part V

Part I || Part II || Part III || Part IV 

Words: 2452

Warnings: language, cursing, smut.

SUMMARY: You are General Hux sister. After another failure, you’ve been sent back to Hux. He’s pretty annoyed by the fact he has to take care of you. No one but Hux knows, that you have some special abilities. One day you accidentally meet commander Kylo Ren. Will this meeting change everything?

Author: Cass & Rouge

Day by day. Week by week. Month by month. Your time was passing by so quickly.

You and Kylo became a couple few days after your "first" time. You definitely weren't ready for what was coming.

Snoke's death was so sudden. But what happened after was even more unexpected. Kylo has appointed himself for new Supreme Leader. Of course, this move made everyone more aware of Ren than they have been before.

But you supported him from very beginning, becoming his right hand at some point.

Hux became Ren's enemy number one. It was obvious they both weren't keen on each other but after Kylo's crowning situation got worse.

Armitage had enough of this whole situation. For him, you were acting like someone special but the truth was that you were no one... Just Kylo's slut, no one else than that.

He was thinking, planning on his revenge. All he has wanted was to erase you from his life, Hux has really wanted Kylo to suffer... Yet, he needed to keep hands clean.

Hux came up with the simple plan - finding someone who will take care of dirty work.

Currently, the general was sitting in his office, waiting at the volunteer to show up. "Why no one is punctual on this bloody ship.." He growled.

The door has opened after strong knocking. Tall stormtrooper came in.

"General," he bowed head a bit, "I've heard you're looking for someone who can help you."

"Finally! Sit." Hux ordered. "I hope you do know with what I need help, don't you? I need someone to kill Y/N and I want this person to be precise and effective. I want her to die as soon as possible." He explained looking at other man with the ruthless gaze. "And you can't fuck up. This HAS to be done!" Hux raised his voice.

Stormtrooper took a seat and listened carefully to his supervisor.

"What about the pay?" Man asked firmly. "I won't do this without good thing in a payback." Corners of his mouth curled into wry smirk.

Armitage slowly rose from his seat and walked into man's direction stopping right behind his seat.

Hux grabbed stormtrooper's head and with full force smashed it against his desk. After this, he crouched next to the man watching blood dripping from stormtrooper's nose. "Your pay is your life. Because right now nothing will stop me from accusationing you of an attack on me and plotting against our Supreme Leader Kylo Ren and his beloved one. Broken nose will be just a proof of my self-defense." Hux explained, shrugging. "Now, clean yourself up... You will get my floor dirty with that fucking blood. I don't need this shit here."

Man covered mouth with hand, warm and slick liquid was leaking between his fingers. "Yes, sir..." Guy mumbled with a husky voice. "I'll do my best, general."

Stormtrooper got up from the chair and not taking eyes of Hux, he retreated quickly with his head bowed down.

Hux sat down on his seat being proud of himself. Y/N will disappear from his life soon.

"Y/N!" Kylo's voice echoed through the throne room as soon as he noticed your presence.

He raised from the throne and slowly walked to you. "How's my queen today? I was worried about you." Brunette whispered into your ear when his hand wrapped tightly around your waist.

You smiled at him softly slipping palm in his bangs. "I am wonderful now."

You never thought that someone like him can be so gently. He had other face beneath that rough mask.

"Tough tasks again. Of course troops don't listen to me at all." You smiled gently.

Kylo sighed loudly letting out quiet growl. "I will make them pay. Soon they will listen to you." He muttered and looked down at your body. "I love your dress... I bet it's easy to take it off. I prefer to watch you naked." Kylo said quietly. His gloved hand grabbed the fabric and pulled it gently.

You bit lower lip and smirked. "Kylo, stop it, silly!" Your giggle echoed in the room. "Someone can come in!"

You nuzzled to his chest sighing loudly.

"My one word... And this room will be empty and locked." He smiled at you. "Just imagine this... You, me... And your moans filling this room." Brunette purred moving his hand into your hair.

You got closer to him pressing your breasts to his strong chest and slipping hands under his long coat. "Whatever you wish, my Supreme Leader."

You bite your lower lip again looking him in the eye.

Kylo let a happy moan and looked over his shoulder. "You all, leave the room and make sure that no one will come in here. I have importat stuff to talk about with my queen." After these words room quickly became empty.

"Finnaly alone." He grabbed your hand and returned to his throne pulling you onto his laps. Brunette wrapped arms tightly around your waist pressing your back to his chest. "I don't want damage your beautiful mind, so tell me what do you want, my queen? Tell me about your desires."

You smirked closing your eyes as you leant back against his chest. "My desire is to be dominated by my Supreme Leader." You whispered quietly.

You slipped out of his arms and got up. You moved your hips slightly from left to right humming a melody under your breath.

Slowly, you turned to him and started to getting onto your knees.

Then, you reached to his belt and unbuckled it looking into his eye.

He got comfortable in his seat and sighed watching you. "Better do this quick, sweetheart."

Kylo took off his gloves and tossed them aside, then he helped you with his pants.

As you pulled his yet hard cock out of his pants, you gave the tip few little licks. You looked him in the eye and smirked at the moment you wrapped your lips around his length. You slowly bobbed your head up and down his shaft.

Brunette smiled at you and let out a low growl. "Yes... Good girl. My queen is a dirty slut."

His hands slowly moved into your hair. In that moment he started to control your moves pushing himself as deep your throat as he only could.

You cupped his balls and squeezed them between your fingers. You licked over his shaft and sucked on his tip. "Mmmm.. I like when your cock fucks my mouth, Supreme Leader..." You moaned loudly pumping hand over his length.

Kylo let out a loud moan. "I love to feel your mouth around my cock." He said and watched you for a few minutes, then he pulled you up by your hair. "But... I think it's time to do something more interesting."

When he pulled you by hair, you slipped his cock out of your mouth and politely got up. You kissed his lips passionately. "What do you have in mind?"

Kylo kissed you back still holding your hair. Suddenly he pulled you onto his laps setting you in exactly the same position that before. "Oh, you good know, sweetheart. I'm gonna fuck that sweet pussy and fill it up with my cum." He growled into your ear before kissing your nape.

You bucked hips pressing your butt to his crotch. "Oh, are you?" You whispered.

You reached to your back to unzip your dress.

Kylo rolled his eyes being slightly annoyed. "We will get you a new dress." He growled and simply torn your dress apart. "You walk around without panties? My naughty girl." Brunette kissed your neck before pushing two of his long fingers inside you.

"Fuck..." You rolled head back leaning it against his shoulder and cupping your breasts, you squeezed them biting inside of your cheek.

You loved the way he was using you for his own pleasure.

Kylo pushed fingers as deep as he only could while watching your every single move. His lips and teeth attacked your neck when his fingers started to move even faster. "Mmm, you do like it, Y/N, don't you? You love when I play with that little pussy of yours, huh?" Brunette asked as his thumb started to rub over your clit.

You nodded slightly. "Yes, I love it, Supreme Leader."

You slowly bucked your hips letting his fingers to slip even deeper.

"I need you to fuck me." Your voice was winded at the moment. "Make me your dirty slut, sir. I want you to fuck this pussy as hard as you only can."

You reached behind you to stroke his shaft.

Kylo watched you and removed his finger. He slowly lifted you up and then lowered you back onto his cock letting out a quiet moan with every inch of his shaft slipping inside you. "My queen. Your pussy feels so good around me."

Kylo started to move you up and down his cock purring loudly as he started to massage your breasts.

You drop your mouth open gasping for air as you felt how his hard, thick cock stretched your pussy. You licked your fingers and slipped hand down your body to rub over your clitoris.

"Just like that, Kylo.." You mumbled in shaking voice.

He growled angrily and grabbed your neck tightly. "Don't you dare to call me Kylo now... I am your Supreme Leader, so better address me that way." Kylo growled loudly and started to fuck you in an unbearable pace.

You rocked hips back and forth for more friction. "Oh, fuck!" You whimpered feeling how perfectly he was filling your core with that cock.

But after a while you simply got up, so his cock slipped out of you.

With that swing in your hips, you went to the nearest wall leaning your back against it and giving him sign to join you.

"C'mon. Get me." You teased.

"You little slut."

He quickly joined you. "How dare you to play with me like that?! I am the Supreme Leader."

Kylo pinned you to the wall and kissed you hungrily before picking you up. Brunette pressed your back against the wall and simply slipped into you starting to fuck you. "Now you won't escape me! Scream, moan for me! NOW!" Man raised his voice grabbing your neck only to squeeze it strongly.

As tight as you could, you wrapped legs around his hips nibbling on his shoulder. Your nails were scratching his back leaving bloody marks.

"Fuck. Fuck.." Rolling head backward, you closed eyes shut enjoying the waves of pleasure.

With each of Kylo's thrusts you were feeling how your clit was getting tighter and tighter around his cock.

Kylo's moves became even deeper and harder. "My tight slut... Come on, cum for me. Cum for your Supreme Leader!" He growled loudly into your ear before biting your neck, leaving a bloody mark.

You kissed his jawline slipping hand between two of you to stroke his shaft when he was slipping out. "Harder! Harder for fuck's sake!" You yelled rocking your hips.

Brunette moaned loudly at your touch and listened to your words fucking you as hard as he only could. "My queen... I am close..." He murmured nuzzling to your neck.

When his cock was going out of your core, you were groaning loudly. And when it was slipping in, you were scratching his back.

Slickness started to pour down your thighs as you cum hardly around his cock. Your walls squeezed him tightly keeping him buried so deeply.

"Fuck!" Your raspy voice was shaking as you were catching breath.

He whimpered your name loudly before cumming deep inside of you. "Fuck..." Kylo whispered.

Brunette purred and kissed you gently. "I love you, my queen. My everything." He said pulling out of you, then he helped you to clean yourself up and get dressed.

"We will see each other later." He said buckling his belt not even looking at you.

You smiled sadly. You always have enjoyed the intimacy between two of you after love sessions. This time it was obvious you couldn't let yourselves for such a comfort, it made you sad a bit. "Of course, Supreme Leader."

"My good girl." Kylo said softly and kissed your forehead. "Now, you all can return to the room!" Kylo raised his voice and room become full of workers again within a minute.

Hux was in his office, waiting again. He was pissed off. Kylo's room wasn't soundproof. He could hear most of your screams what made him even angrier. He was sitting on his leather chair with Millicent on his laps. "I hope this idiot will come up with the good plan or I'll kill him." Ginger man mumbled petting cat's back.

Loud knocking pulled Hux out of thoughtfulness.

The stormtrooper who was obligated to create a murkiest scam has came to general to talk about possible ways of dealing with the "problem".

"I hope you have good reason to return here." Hux said coldly looking at other man. "If not, you can leave now. I don't have time for any stupid ideas. I wanna hear a good plan. A really good plan." He explained not even getting up from his seat.

Tall man nodded briefly. "Of course, general. I came because I know how to fulfill your wish."

Wry smile crawled onto man's lips. "She is an easy target by herself. But most of the time Y/N is around Ren. We just have to separate them for ten minutes. For example, you can always give him some documents to sign."

"I beg your pardon? I'm not even gonna get closer to him. Him or her, I want my hands to remain clean and I want to stay far away from any suspicions." Hux commented while frowning. "I am more than sure that you will come up with a good idea for that."

"Then order someone to take Ren out. Whatever it takes."

Man crossed hands behind his back and casually walked to the Hux's desk leaning hip on the counter.

"It will be quick. One stab will be fine. What with body?"

The reddish man frowned. "First of all, move away from my desk. Second, nothing. I want everyone, including Ren, to see how she bleeds out." Hux explained without any emotion on his face. "I want everyone to watch her end."

Stormtrooper gave a nod. "Of course, sir."

Man stretched his back and moved to the door. "Oh, and general?" He stopped looking back over his shoulder. "Don't try to play with me. Or everyone will find out who commissioned this little accident."

After these words man simply left.

Hux watched man leave.

He smiled to himself. "Like someone would even believe you." He said and shook his head.

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Pilot’s daughter

Words: 620

Warnings: None

SUMMARY: She is his biggest treasure. She means the world to him after his wife's death. After a long busy time, Poe Dameron finally decides to visit the most important person to him - his daughter.

Author: Cass

Poe walked along corridor, straight right to a hangar.

“Are you ready to go, buddy?” He asked looking down at droid that was rolling next to him.

BB-8 emitted so happy, exited beeps.

“I know, I know. I can't wait, too. I hope she will like her gift. Thank you for help by the way.” He said smiling at droid.

Poe got few days off. Truth was that being grounded was the worst thing that could ever happen to him but not this time. This time he had a very special place to visit and there was no option to him to miss the opportunity of going there.

Poe jumped into his X-wing. “I am coming, princess.” He said to himself with voice full of happiness.

After landing, he jumped out from his X-wing and looked around. He was surrounded by hills and fields full of wild flowers and cereals. This planet was beautiful and what the most important, it was safe, it was far away from First Order’s reach.

“Let’s go, buddy. We can’t be late.” He said with smile and headed toward small village, BB-8 was rolling right behind him.

It took them few minutes of walk before they reached their destination, it was a small, wooden hut.

Poe took deep breath and knocked to the door.

After short moment door was opened by a woman. Her expression changer from happiness into irritation as soon as she looked at him. “You and your droid? Here? I hoped that you forgot this year.” She said with a frown.

“It’s nice to see you too. Yes, me and BB-8 couldn’t forget about such a day. So please, at last today try to be polite. Can I come in?” Poe muttered.

Woman nodded and stepped aside letting them in. “Come in... I do this just for her and my sister. She is somewhere outside, playing with others but she should be back soon.”

Poe nodded, putting box on the table. “Listen... I really didn’t come here to fight. I never wanted to fight with you..”

“Just quit it. I hear it every time you are here, it makes me sick. I won’t change my mind, I let you in only because of her.” Woman muttered walking closer to window. “Speaking of all... I can see her.”

Poe immediately smiled and BB-8 started to happily roll around Poe. “Calm down, buddy.” He said and laughed softly.

Droid shivered softly but stopped politely next to Poe’s leg.

Small girl slowly pushed door open. Her dark hair was braided into beautiful long braid with flower crown on top of her head.

“I am back!” Girl said with big smile on her face as she entered home. She expected just one person inside, her gaze immediately went to Poe.

“Hey there.” Poe said and crouched looking at girl.

Girl gasped and quickly ran to him.

He smiled and gladly took her into his arms. Poe hugged girl tightly and picked her up. “Hey, princess. How are you? I missed you so much.”

Girl giggled and nuzzled to him. “You have came, just like you promised. I knew it! Auntie said you won’t come.”

Poe looked at woman a bit annoyed, then kissed girl’s head. “I would never forget about my little star. Never.”

“I knew it. I believed in you. I love you, daddy.” She said quietly.

“I love you too, princess.” Poe whispered. He felt nothing more than happiness. Right now in his arms he was holding the most important person in his whole life. The only person that kept him alive, the only person that reminded him about his past life. The only person that remained after his wife and their happy life...

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