#alpha ben

[mosswillow]

The People You Love is ✨FINISHED✨

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[solohux]

Just a thought—lightsideAU BenArmie ABO where Alpha!Ben trusts do absolutely in his Force visions that he just holds Omega!Armie close when he tells him that he’s infertile due to his bad childhood. Armie is sure Ben won’t want him, but Ben doesn’t let him go. He still bites Armie during their first synched heat/rut &makes love to him so sweetly, every day, so Armie never wakes up without cum on his thighs. It takes two years but Ben doesn’t even blink when Armie gets a positive pregnancy test

I definitely don’t talk about Light Side AUs as much as I should! I love them!

Armie is so insecure about himself. He’s grown up thinking that no alpha will ever want him because he’s an infertile omega but Ben tells him that he fell in love with Armie from the moment that he first met him on the D’Qar base. Armie has always thought that it was too good to be true; Ben is a strong alpha, so handsome and comes from such a noble and powerful bloodline that he’d never look twice at a lowly omega like Armie.

But Ben tries his hardest every day to make Armie see that he loves him so much. His dreams are filled with images of their future together, of them living in peace on Chandrila with two children in a house with a loth cat. When Ben wakes, those perfect images linger as though they’re visions from the Force and not just dreams, visions of the future that he’s going to have with Armie one day.

So when Armie comes crying to Ben that he’s pregnant, Ben just sweeps him up into his arms and kisses him, thrilled and unsurprised simultaneously.

[solohux]

75-: “If you didn’t want me, why did you bring me here?” Make it Darkpilot, pretty please? With Alpha!Kylo and Omega!Poe.

75-: “If you didn’t want me, why did you bring me here?”

Poe should have known better to accept this important mission whilst on the brink of a heat. Leia, an alpha, had voiced her concern to him but he’d shrugged it off and told her that he knows his limits, after which she’d called him a stubborn omega and left him to prep his X-Wing alone.

In hindsight, Leia was right.

“Shit,” Poe curses under his breath, thankful that the restrains of the First Order’s interrogation chair are holding him upright or else he’d melt onto the floor. His heat has come on faster than it ever has before, leaving him a shadow of his former cocky self and reducing him to a breathless, needy mess. Sweat graces his skin and his slick is so ready that it coats his thighs and makes the canvas material of his trousers stick to him.

It only worsens when Supreme Leader Ren enters the interrogation chamber; the most powerful alpha in the galaxy.

“Pilot. We meet again,” Ren says, helmet on his head and distorting his voice.

“Look,” Poe gasps, writhing against his bonds. “If we could skip to the part where you either knock me out or kill me, that’d be great. I’m not in the mood for talkin’.”

Poe can tell that Ren is taken aback by his bluntness but with his body in such agony—such need—he hadn’t time for Ren’s melodramatic ways, of all people. Beneath his mask is the face of the boy who stole Poe’s teenage heart and then stamped on it and left it behind when he fell to the dark side. Every day, Poe has to remind himself that Kylo Ren is not Ben Solo; this is not the man who could have been his alpha. Is it?

“You’re in heat,” Ren states.

“Fucking obviously,” Poe scoffs. “Knock me out or kill me. C’mon, Ren.”

But Poe cries out, already feeling so dehydrated and weak as though he’s been alone in his heat for days instead of mere hours. Every bone aches, every pump of his heart seems to be screaming out for an alpha’s touch and his mind is locked on Ben. The only heat that he hasn’t spent alone was with Ben when they were 18, still so new to their biological roles but it had felt like they were old souls finding each other beneath the shelter of the Force tree. It had been heaven. Now, Poe is sure he’s in hell; this feels like the end.

His mind is even taunting him with Ben’s voice.

“Hold on,” Ben is saying, and Poe swears that he feels his restrains loosen and then be lifted into strong, familiar arms. “Hold on, Poe. For me.”

“Ben,” Poe sighs, closing his eyes and melting into the hold. He leans his flushed cheek against the shoulder and floats, a little relieved just from being in the arms of his almost-mate. “Ben.”

“I’m here, Poe. I won’t let you go, not again.”

Lights go by in flashes to Poe’s closed eyes but he’s content to allow this heat to take him into the depths of insanity without much more of a fight; after all, he’s been able to hear Ben’s voice one last time.

But, something odd happens. He feels as though he’s being placed down atop a soft bed, one that smells just like Ben, like Ren. The omega finally opens his eyes and sees that he is indeed on a bed, but in Supreme Leader Ren’s chambers, and the alpha himself in sitting awkwardly beside him, mask nowhere to be seen.

“Bastard,” Poe says through gritted teeth, panting. “You tricked me.”

“Tricked—?” Ren frowns. “I freed you. I just wiped the minds of every stormtrooper and officers who saw me carrying you here so they wouldn’t see you.”

“W…Why?” Poe manages to push himself up on his trembling arms and wraps them around his middle, knowing that he’s leaving a wet stain beneath himself on Ren’s sheets as his slick pumps out of him. Shit, Ren smells so good.

The alpha hesitates, glancing down. “I…didn’t want you to attract attention.”

“Bullshit,” Poe shouts, making the alpha jump. “I said Ben’s name and he answered me. I heard him. I felt him. Don’t give me that. If you didn’t want me, then why did you bring me here?”

Poe finds himself closer to Ren than he intended; they’re almost nose-to-nose with the omega breathing heavily and angrily into the alpha’s pale face. Being so close to Ben again is paralysing.

“I do want you,” Ren mutters softly, his breath ghosting across Poe’s dry lips. “Call me that name again. Please.”

“Ben,” Poe says, unhesitatingly. “Ben. My alpha.”

“I’m here,” Ren—Ben—says. “I’m here, Poe.”

Their kiss is electric, with Poe feeling bravest and closing the rest of the gap between them. Ben tries to control the kiss but Poe has been hungry for this moment for years.

It’s what both of them have needed for a long time.

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

I had a thought about the Ben/Rami surprise baby au thing that I care up with. Ben’s like, 27 or something right? And if he did think about having kids he thought that he’d be older. And while he supports Rami’s choice to keep it and everything... he is a little bit overwhelmed. (LTFG anon)

Oh definitely. It’s not just Rami who’s scared, Ben’s feeling pretty freaked too; he’s ready to support Rami and the baby, but it’s so not how he pictured having a baby

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

Rami trying to coax Ben out of the cupboard, telling him Jim has calmed down.

Honestly, Rami would find it pretty funny 😂 He’d coax Ben out pretty quickly and he’ll definitely tease him for copying Roger

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

Oh!! Ben/Rami angst! Cause Ben is younger than Rami (and an Alpha in his ‘prime’ according to the press (ew)) Rami becomes scared that Ben will think he’s become trapped by the baby...(LTFG anon)

Rami would have a lot to worry about, especially if (like Rog and Freddie) he and Ben weren’t actually together at the start of all this. Luckily, Ben’s a total gent and has every intention of being there for Rami and the baby 💕 He’s not gonna let anyone get away with badmouthing Rami; he’ll point out again and again that it takes two people to make a baby and he’ll shut down the double-standards

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

Sami arrives on set and Ben jumps behind Gwil and Brian shouting ‘save me!’ It makes Rami laugh though. (LTFG anon)

Sami is thankfully quite chill, though he’ll grill Ben about his intentions towards Rami and the baby.

Ben will definitely jump behind Gwil and Brian 😂

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

Freddie watching a a scene with Ben & Rami playing as him and Roger in a hospital after he’d given birth to Theo.

There weren’t that many photos of Freddie just after Theo was born. There were plenty of photos of Theo of course, but in most photos Freddie hid his face- he hadn’t wanted to be on camera. He’d felt awful, in so much pain he could barely even sit up straight.

So it was startling to look at Rami in his costume and make-up.

“Did I really look that ghastly?” Freddie whispered to Roger. His best friend swallowed, his eyes swimming with old anxiety.

“You looked worse, actually,” he said hoarsely, and took Freddie’s hand.

They watched in silence as Rami and Ben acted out the latest scene. Rami held one of the babies that was playing Theo, gently rocking him. He was lying on the bed, bundled under blankets, swamped in a huge sweater. 

“How’re you feeling?” Ben asked quietly as he sat next to him. Rami held himself stiffly, and his wince was so convincing that even Freddie wanted to rush over and ask if he was okay.

“Awful,” Rami said with a weak smile.

Roger grip on Freddie’s hand tightened and Freddie squeezed back, offering his friend what he hoped was a reassuring smile.

“I’m alright, darling,” he said.

“I know,” Roger said, but he didn’t let go.