I write bad Star Wars Fan fictions.

I write really bad Star wars Fan fiction, because sometimes I want to kiss them Star Wars boys and girls.

[swfanfics]

Would you read my fanfic and recommmend it to like the one you posted

Hello! Hello!Just link me to it and give me the time to read it and I'll give you a solid and plug an ad for it for you! And if I like it, I'll go ahead and recommend it ♡ anyone can do this as well~! It'llBe my pleasure seeing that I haven't updated this blog in months. _(´ཀ`」 ∠)_ Im not even sure if anyone is still here...

[swfanfics]

hi sweetheart! I'm writing a Kylo fanfic and it's my first SW ff ever, so I'm very nervous about it, but REALLy want some feedback. Could you check it out? wattpad. com/user/DarthSoIo (it's darthsoio) THANK YOU SO MUCH <3

This is insanely late, but I shall check it out and will even leave a comment on there。💖 goodluck with your writings and remember, HAVE FUN!!!!!

( y'all should also check them out~!!! )

[swfanfics]

EYES HERE.

☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

I've finally gotten around to reading this story and I can definitely say it's great. It's an OC slash Kylo Ren fan fiction that presents itself in a fresh and surprisingly original way! It's an interesting read that doesn't follow the canon verse and builds its own world. The original character ( Catherine ) is likeable, she's not a headache! I can promise you that. Tho for those who prefers reader inserts this might not be for you, but do give it a try! I rate it 9/10

Read the story HERE.

Title: ICE COLD.

No. of Chapters: Currently 10.

Status: unfinished

Pairing: OC X KYLO REN.

Summary by the author.

Like an angel, he falls out of the sky. But his behaviour is everything but angelic. Catherine finds herself pleasantly shocked at this stranger's arrival, although she feels like she could strangle him sometimes. He wants to return to his battleship and needs her help to survive on planet Earth.

[swfanfics]

hi sweetheart! I'm writing a Kylo fanfic and it's my first SW ff ever, so I'm very nervous about it, but REALLy want some feedback. Could you check it out? wattpad. com/user/DarthSoIo (it's darthsoio) THANK YOU SO MUCH <3

This is insanely late, but I shall check it out and will even leave a comment on there。💖 goodluck with your writings and remember, HAVE FUN!!!!!( y'all should also check them out~!!! )

[fandomlmagines]

Armitage Hux || Star Wars || Requested

[swfanfics]

you write good star wars fan fictions

( ´▽｀) !!Ah! Jeez, random messages like this always makes my day a little brighter! Thank you very, very much for thinking so! I hope you have a good day anonie!

[dailystarplatinum]

This is a Formal Apology to all people who have ever sent me an ask or request and I haven’t answered

[swfanfics]

I just found your blog, I read some good stuff and I decided to tell you: BRAVO!!! You're really good at writing and your Salem gifs made me cry of laughter. I can't wait to see what you'll write next time

This made me really happy!! I can’t believe someone still reads the stuff I have on here! its been awhile after all :’)  nevertheless thank you very, very much you warm my wookiee heart <3 

[judge-her-not]

Maybe I’ve reached peak misandry here, but I don’t feel like men deserve to mourn Carrie Fisher. Mourn the loss of the sassy princess in the slave bikini if you want, dudes. But the real Carrie, the brassy genius who was so candid about gender inequality and mental illness and motherhood and daughterhood and drug addiction, she was ours. You can’t have her.

[loremerchant]

So here’s what I want you to do. I want you to write a letter to all the men who Carrie was close with and who were close to her her whole life. All the men who loved her. All the men she loved. All the men who supported her and were there for her. Write them and tell them that some nobody blogger with a gender complex has decreed that they don’t deserve to mourn. That to them, and to every man who has ever appreciated Fisher for her brilliant acting and personality, mourning is off limits. Go and discover how impotent your feelings are on this. Observe as men will continue to mourn the loss of someone great to them with no acknowledgement of your existence, let alone your batshit idea.

[swfanfics]

Could you write something with Hux? Reader amd him are on college and she's studying science-stuff and he is studyng politics? And they kinda know each other because they see one another in tje coffee shop and he asks her out? (Let them date pls)

I know, I know I took like 200 years to get on with this, but here you go. It’s up. Hux and Reader being cute and stuff.  

[swfanfics]

STAR WARS FAN FICTION. GENERAL HUX X READER  ( COLLEGE AU )  | SFW 

Anonymous said to swfanfics: Could you write something with Hux? Reader and him are on college and she’s studying science-stuff and he is studying politics? And they kinda know each other because they see one another in a coffee shop and he asks her out? (Let them date pls)

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While he buried his nose in the political theorems of the world and memorized the laws of humanity you on the other hand look beyond the tangible, your eyes glimmering just as brightly as the cosmos you studied and just as how politics and cosmology differs, you and Hux couldn’t have met not for an accident and it’s just as simple as that of a fluttering glance, a momentary pause to meet each other’s gaze. 

The first time it happened you smiled, his expression stoic despite the surprise, an uncomfortable whirl of unfamiliar sensation rising up his abdomen and into his chest brutally tightening its invisible grip around his heart. It almost felt like he was drowning and the moment you look away to continue reading his breath returns, Hux could only frown at himself, picking up his cup of lukewarm coffee and allowing its bitter taste to comfort the unexpected strike. You glance back up just as when he focuses on his own business, a stolen stare as you attempt to memorize every part of his visage; handsome, otherworldly and too far and you weren’t just talking about the two tables that separated you from him. 

It happens twice, trice, a couple of times enough to become familiar and while he never spoke, never returned your smile it became a strange sort of ritual, him with his cold cup of coffee and eyes that seems to pin you down and you with your piling books and a smile that could possibly stop time. That would have been enough or so you think, just admiring him from two tables apart, like how you would admire a star or a galaxy and he thought he shouldn’t, that it wasn’t allowed to take a table nearer as it would break some unspoken law and perhaps everything would have stayed the same not for a change, a quick time alteration.

A shift of schedule and a tardiness you couldn’t help resulted to the lost of the ‘two table law’. You now suddenly standing behind him as he ordered, not even noticing you, not yet and with that you were given the chance to admire the distinct coloration of his hair, how tall he was, how broad his shoulders where and how bizarre it was that you could tell it was him despite not knowing his name. 

“The same thing, Sir?” The barista smiled, though there was a careful tone in his voice as he spoke to him, Hux replied with a curt nod already placing the payment on the counter, it was only when he shifted to leave that he notices you behind him and his expression quickly stiffens, like he was angry rather than startled and you for a moment just stared, wide eyed and embarrassed. Both caught in the headlights, not yet sure what to do. 

“H-hey.” Your voice broke the quiet spell, lips lifted to a warm smile. There was another pause, “You’re late today, aren’t you?” You added, tilting your head gently to the side. Oh jeez, you thought, was that weird?

“Aren’t you the same?” He finally response, his baritone voice making its way across your skin, a tingle rising,a shiver, but pleasant all the same. “Woke up a little later than expected, not my fault at all.” a laughter came after your explanation and Hux allowed himself to relished the sound. 

“Excuse me your order, Miss?” The barista finally cuts off, making you remember that you were in fact in the middle of a line and he was suppose to get his order. You gasped at this, an apologetic expression blooming across your face before turning your attention to the barista, “The usual please!” You quickly ordered and meanwhile Hux took this moment to get his coffee at the opposite counter all the while loitering for a few seconds enough to allow you to catch up to him despite not needing to do so. He couldn’t help it. 

“I didn’t get your name.” He says and while you were pleasantly surprise you try to press your excitement down, “I’m y/n.” you reached over offering your free hand and he accepts, fingers momentarily intertwined with yours. “Hux, my name is Hux.”  He didn’t have to offer, his expression allowing you to understand. Sit with me.

That was two years ago, a fond memory that you both cherished and sometimes when you both found yourself in the same coffee shop you’d find yourself wanting to sit two tables apart, you grinning from the other side while his expression remained ever so serious just as when you first met. 

“What are you doing?” An eyebrow was raised, arms crossed together as he watched you grin, amusement painted vividly across your face. 

“I love you.” You mouthed, not letting your voice slip out. “ I love you, Hux.” and while he couldn’t hear your voice, Hux understood and with two tables apart he finally gave you that smile. 

[swfanfics]

I found your blog under the recommended on my dash, and honestly you're one of the best writers I've ever come across!!! Time to stalk your blog 😊

(=´∀｀)人(´∀｀=)Thank you very much! I’m very flattered! ( and extremely embarrassed! 💖💖)

[swfanfics]

They will never stop.

Daisy Ridley & Gwendoline Christie

[swfanfics]

They will never stop.

Domhnall Gleeson & Adam Driver

[swfanfics]

I’ve always wondered why this.

Kylo Ren aggressively hitting himself, is  ATTRACTIVE. 

Someone please explain. 

[littlebird92-deactivated2021010]

It makes him seem tough. Like, even though he’s hurt, he bites the bullet and continues to fight. It makes him seen badass. This is the effect it has on me, anyway.

[drth-drcy]

I suspect it’s the sounds… The smacking, the grunting…

[cashiedoodles]

It’s everything. The grunting, the disgruntled expression, and the movements. It’s primal. He’s like a wounded beast that still can bite back and it makes him terrifying but sooo sexy 

[swfanfics]

Fuck me up Poe DAMNeron

You know the plan for that fic was that you ride him. I just want to put that out there. 

[swfanfics]

*ugly cries* you are a cruel master

Baby, baby you know I am <3 

[swfanfics]

Your Salem gifs are gold I swear!! ^^

Hahaha~ I’m glad you’re enjoying them! <3