Allie Ren.

I’m just a simple woman trying to make my way in the universe. Kylo Ren Is my husband . Masterlist

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Kylo Ren

Erota - Multiple Chapter Fic

Miscaculation - One Shot

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I CANNOT BELIEVE HE STOPS TO DO A DRAMATIC LIGHTSABER TWIRL IN ALL OF THIS

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LOVE ON TOUR | London- 6/18

[anxious-allie-ren]

War Declared.

Hello everyone! I’m baaaack! If you’re still round, thank you! This has been a long time coming and I’m excited to be sharing this story with you all again. So let’s get right into it, shall we?

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A letter had been carefully crafted and sent just days after your coronation. Kylo had mulled it over for a day or so, trying to decide his exact moves.

He expected such pettiness, such childish moves from Lord Hux. That man had no sense with nothing to lose. Kylo did not hold the same regards anymore. He had much to lose now. Not just you, but his kingdom.

His uncle also had things to lose. So why he seemed to be working with a man like Hux baffled him. That was why he finally decided to send a letter to him, demanding to know just why he was doing so.

But after a fortnight passes with no response, Kylo begins to grow more agitated with the situation laid out before him.

He does not do well with things like this. His need for control trumps all else. Sensibility and common sense gets thrown to the wind. Kylo dwells on this for more time than healthy. Often pacing in his office and arguing with Vicrul over what to do. It grew tiring.

This all came to a head when Vicrul came stomping into his office, a stern look on his face.

“Your majesty, King Luke of Corellia is here. He requests an audience with you.”

Kylo drops his quil on his desk and stands quickly, his chair scraping across the floor.

“Take me to him now.”

The sound of boots pounding echo down the long corridors, both men approaching the meeting room with clenched fists and tight jaws. Vicrul is quick to swing the door open, allowing Kylo through. He takes his spot by the door, standing guard and essentially locking the two kings in the room.

Luke stands as they enter, folding his hands in front of him. His face remains neutral as he takes in his nephew. Anyone could see the anger written all over him. But his uncle knows him better. Knows him deeper. Which is why he also knows where to hit where it hurts. Where Kylo’s blindspots may be. Even his weaknesses.

“Hello Benjamin, thank you for meeting with me this afternoon.”

Kylo's skin burns in anger at the near mention of that name. He knew his uncle’s intent with that taunt. To get to him. To inspire a rage within him that would leave this meeting useless. But with that bit of knowledge within him he did his best to keep composed. To ensure that he received the answers he needed today rather than the usual screaming match.

This would be easier with you here. Everything typically was. You had a way with Kylo, a charm almost, that kept him sane. You were the breath of fresh air he needed in a suffocating room. Doing anything with you made sense. But of course you weren’t next to him. You couldn’t be.

“You will address me as my title and act with respect while in my kingdom. Now why are you here, Luke?”

Luke smirks as he takes a seat at the large table. He folds his hands atop it and looks to his nephew.

“It's interesting you bring up respect. That’s a large reason I am here. You’re an incredibly disrespectful man. It seems it’s angered a lot of people. You’re making more enemies than friends.”

Kylo remains standing, his fists tight by his sides.

“The discussion of respect is bold coming from a man working with Armitage Hux. A man known for his deceptive and disrespectful ways. Now tell me, Luke, why exactly are you two working together?”

Luke stands and pulls a folded piece of paper out of his pocket, slamming down on the table directly in front of Kylo.

“Well, since you asked, here it is.”

Kylo grabs the paper and unfolds it, looking at Luke skeptically. In bold letters right at the stop states 'Declaration of War.’ Kylo scans the document, slowly taking in the words before him.

Before he can utter a word Luke makes his way around the table, digging into his reasonings for such a bold move.

“You’ve brought this upon yourself, Ben. I could take your petty arguments and temper tantrums. The threat to steal my lands and take over my kingdom is where I draw the line.”

He continues to the door, giving Vicrul a distasteful look before swinging it open. He gives Kylo one last look over before stating, “Your actions of disrespect have led you here. It’s time to think about them. Maybe this will end your little power trip.” With that he walks out the door and down the long corridor leaving Kylo and Vicrul alone.

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You just so happen to be passing through the corridors when Luke crosses your path. You were heading to a meet with some of the other ladies in court for a late luncheon.

“Ah, Queen Y/N! How lovely to see you! I wasn't expecting to run into you during my visit. But how glad I am that I have!”

Luke stops in front of you and gives a small, polite bow. You give him a small curtsy back with a smile.

“Hello King Luke, how nice to see you. What brings you to our kingdom?”

Luke smirks and clears his throat, seemingly finding humor in something you aren’t aware of. He shrugs and looks down the hall at the way he came.

“Oh, I just came to visit my family. But I should apologize in advance. It seems I’ve upset our dear King Kylo. I’m sure that’s going to make your life a bit hard for a while. He isn’t the most gentle creature when he’s mad.”

You look at Luke confused.

“I’m sorry, I don’t believe I follow. How would you upset him?”

You felt it best to let that last comment slide for now. Not wanting to dwell on it at this moment but rather get to the route of what he could be hinting at.

While you and Kylo were not getting along at the moment, you still cared for him. His well-being will still be your top priority and you took threats to that seriously.

Luke claps his hands in front of him before answering.

“Well, you see my nephew is not exactly the easiest individual to talk to, which I’m sure you know. We’ve had a difficult past. It seems things just couldn’t be resolved.”

You try to keep your face neutral as you listen to Luke speak. But all of this is coming as a shock. You had no idea about the relation between Kylo and Luke. This makes you realize just how little you actually know of Kylo and his past. He knows just about everything about you, not even of your own will. But you lack the basic knowledge of him. What’s his favorite color? Favorite food? Was he a happy child? Did he have a good relationship with his parents? You try to think and can’t come up with an answer for anything. It feels as though you married a stranger.

You come back to your senses enough to thank Luke for his admission. You dismiss yourself quickly, making up an excuse to get away from him. You needed to see Kylo. You need to discuss all of this with him before your head explodes.

You rush down the corridor Luke had come from, looking through each of the rooms to find where they had spoken. You stop in your tracks as you reach a door near the end.

The sounds of yelling are barely muffled through the door. You take slow steps forward, trying to hear what may be going on inside.

You can hear Vicrul on the other side.

“Kylo, you need to calm down! You need to stop!”

Kylo lets out a roar of anger before throwing another chair across the room, smashing it to splinters.

The sound of the crash sends you rushing down the hall in the other direction.

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Okay, how are we feeling? Like wtf Luke.

To get serious for a moment I’m posting this on a very special day to me. So I am extra excited to share this with you all today. As always, please let me know what you think! I appreciate you more than you know.

Love,

Allie

[anxious-allie-ren]

Hello everyone! I’m so sorry for my hiatus. Personal life became hectic and inspiration to write went away for a bit. But I feel I am ready and will begin to put out new chapters soon! Thank you all for understanding and for the continued love towards the story. ❤️

Love,

Allie

[anxious-allie-ren]

Hello lovies! I know it's been a bit since I've posted. I just wanted to let you all know I'm still working on it. I plan to take the time to fully outline and flesh the story out before writing chapters again. It makes it easier for my brain. I hope you all can understand and hold out a bit longer. It means the world to me that you read my silly words. See you soon.

Love,

Allie

[supermarvelgirl15]

Din under his helmet on the way back to Tatooine:

[themandaloriandaily]

#nap time 😴

[anxious-allie-ren]

Sometimes, life becomes art. Or rather selfies become drawings. (Also face reveal I guess. Hello cuties!)

[anxious-allie-ren]

Here’s some inspiration to end your shitty day.

[heartsofbeskar]

DIN DJARIN + HEALTHY MASCULINITY

requested by @djarinsbeskar

[londonharry]

New York (10/3) - Kiwi

[amikoroyaiart]

I miss my space cowboys

[correctmandos]

me when the mando theme started playing

[anxious-allie-ren]

Crowned.

Coronation day was here.

Jill and Luna fluttered around you, preparing you for the momentous day. But you didn’t find yourself sharing the same nerves or excitement. You simply let them lead you through the process, going and moving however they directed.

You had been in a bit of a mood since the incident with Hux. The altercation left you angry with not just him, but your husband as well. No sooner than when your group reached the castle did the two of you begin to fight. Kylo jumps off his horse and stomps in front of yours, effectively stopping your stead.

“What the hell were you thinking? I told you to stay in the castle!”

“And am I just supposed to blindly follow orders? I wanted to know what was happening at our gates.”

Kylo’s face grows tense with anger as you climb off your horse and begin walking into the castle.

“That could have been a serious altercation. You could have gotten hurt!”

You turned to face him, your brows furrowed.

“And I didn’t.”

“That doesn’t change anything. You should have listened to me. You can’t just defy my orders!”

At that, you stop mid-step. You don’t even turn to face him as your voice drops to an icy snarl.

“I don’t take orders from you, or anyone. It might be best if you remember that.”

Since then, very few words have been shared between the two of you. The tense could be felt throughout the castle.

But despite it, the show must go on.

You were escorted to the throne room by four of the knights. They flanked you at your sides, creating an impenetrable border around you. As you approached the broad, wooden doors you took in a deep breath. Cardo turns to look at you, giving your arm a small nudge.

“You’ve got this. Shoulders up and brave face, kid.”

You can only give him a small nod before the doors swing open.

Those in attendance get to their feet and turn to watch as you make your way down the aisle. At the end standing in front of his throne stood Kylo. He adorned his mantle, the cape laying down past his feet. His crown placed perfectly amongst his curls. He looked the part of King of Chandrila.

Standing at either end of the platform holding the thrones are the other two knights. Vicrul gives you a silent nod as you approach.

Kylo is watching you, his face set in a neutral expression. He holds his hand out for you to take, leading you up the platform a few feet in front of the thrones. Kylo comes beside you and everyone takes their seats. You close your eyes and take another deep breath as he begins.

“Today, Y/N Ren is brought before you as my wife. But she will leave here as your queen. She will be crowned by my hands before you all and swear her oaths.”

He takes a moment before he continues.

“Coronations have been done by a member of my family for centuries. Each of us is crowned by a respective member holding power before them. My grandfather was crowned by his father, my mother crowned by him. I would have been crowned by my mother had she not met her untimely death. It is an honor to carry on that tradition today and crown my wife, Y/N.”

Kylo turns towards you and holds his left hand out to you. In return, you move to face him and place your hand in his. You’d rehearsed this a few times now, but it couldn’t have prepared you for the real thing. Your nerves were in a frenzy. You were certain Kylo could feel the sweat in your palm.

He grabs your attention by giving your wrist a light touch with the tips of his fingers. You look up to meet his awaiting gaze.

Kylo gives you a small smile and whispers to you.

“Are you ready, Y/N?”

You give him a small nod in answer, your eyes locked with his.

“Y/N Ren, will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the people of Chandrila according to their respective laws and customs?”

“I do.”

“Will you to your power cause Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgement?”

“I will.”

“Do you swear to protect and defend the kingdom of Chandrila with your life?”

“Yes, I swear it.”

With that, Vicrul carries up a mantle of similar style to Kylo’s, albeit much smaller. Kylo takes a hold of it and wraps it around your form, securing it at the front. He turns you towards the crowd as Trudgen carries your crown atop a plush cushion. Kylo takes the crown and comes behind you.

“With your oath sworn, I now crown you Queen of Chandrila.”

At his words, you feel the crown placed on your head. You stand all and face the guest as they gawk at you in awe. Kylo comes to your side and motions for them all to rise.

“All hail the Queen!”

At Kylo’s bellow, everyone falls to one knee, dropping their head down in a bow. All you can hear is repeated chants.

“All hail the Queen! All hail the Queen! All hail the Queen!”

You traded your royal regalia for a flowing dress and your crown. It was more appropriate for the reception you now wandered around. You were nursing a glass of wine, watching the guests mingle and dance. You glanced around at the decorations Jill and Luna had done. You had to admit, you were pretty impressed. Everything was beautiful. A perfect set up to go along with the one you had created between you and Kylo.

Appearances were everything and the stakes were higher with a crown on your head. You and Kylo had pranced around the room thanking guests for coming and pretending as if everything is alright between you.

You’d finally broken apart to get some space. As you made your way towards the buffet where snacks still sat out, you spotted Lizzie and Julia chatting near the balcony doors. You greet them both and exchange hugs.

“Look at that thing on your head, it must way a fuck ton!” Lizzie says giggling.

You can’t help but laugh along nodding in agreement.

“It’s a bit heavy, but not that bad.”

As you continue talking, you can’t help but notice Julia glancing at Vicrul every now and then. As you turn to look, Vicrul is practically drooling at the sight of her. Lizzie catches your gaze as well, smirking at you.

“Hey Julia, could you come with me for a moment? I believe there's someone I need to introduce you to.”

Julia’s eyes widen a bit but she nods and follows you. You loop your arm in hers and lead her right toward Vicrul. He notices you coming his way and quickly straightens, brushing off his suit and pretending to look distracted. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes.

You stop in front of him and smirk.

“Vicrul, this is my friend Julia. I believe you too have been drooling over each other all night.”

Julia gasps and elbows you as Vicrul coughs and covers his smirks. After he collects himself, he holds his hand out to Julia to take. He places a light kiss on her knuckles and smiles at her.

“It is an honor to meet you, Julia. Would you like to dance with me?”

Julia is practically beaming, her cheeks a rosy tint and eyes glittering up at him. She nods her head and allows him to lead her away towards the dance floor.

You smirk, spotting another couple out on the floor. Trudgen and Jill are near the middle of the floor. He twirls her around and around as she laughs up at him. You watch them for a moment as they laugh and flirt as if no one is watching.

That is until you feel someone come to stand beside you. You turn your head a bit and see Kylo standing to your left. He gazes out at the floor as well, simply watching alongside you.

He clears his throat to grab you attention.

“Would you care to dance with me?”

You simply take his hand and lead him towards the other groups of people dancing. The two of you begin to waltz, many of those in attendance stopping to watch.

Kylo smiles down at you as he spins you around.

“You look gorgeous tonight. I love how Luna has done your hair.”

You reply with a simple thank you and continue to move around the floor with him. It was clear he was trying to start some type of conversation with you. Attempting to break the ice. But it just wasn’t going to work.

Kylo sighs and looks past her over her shoulder, trying to keep his frustration at bay.

“Would you please allow me to defend myself? My actions come from a concerned place.”

You simply continue to ignore him. Praying this song will be over soon so you can end this conversation before it escalates.

“Y/N, I don’t want you getting involved and getting hurt. I can’t risk that. You need to understand that.”

You’d had enough. You’d reached your limit of hearing ignorant words and putting on fake smiles. If he wanted to do this now, than so be it.

“I am not the one that is lacking understanding. If I’m meant to stay out of it and be left behind, how can I assist? How can I be of service? If that is the way you want this it certainly does not make us equals.”

Kylo’s eyebrows forrow as he begins to speak again. You sure, to spew some more defense on how he’s right. But you are done with this.

“I want to be involved in everything or I don’t want any of this.”

The music stops as you pull away from Kylo’s grasp and storm out of the ballroom, leaving Kylo standing alone on the dancefloor.

[timothyolyphant]

I will teach you how to ride. THE BOOK OF BOBA FETT: 1x02: The Tribes of Tatooine

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[insp. from @incorrect-mandalorian​ ]