#phaslo

[number1villainstan]

Phasma: I need a human skull and you can't ask why Kylo: only if you also don't ask why Kylo: *pulls out 7 pristine human skulls* take your pick Phasma: Kylo: Phasma: Phasma: this one looks good.

[armiestice]

Those are their poses I swear💔

[phaslo]

The problem in-universe I believe is that the only people who look at Kylo Ren and go “I can’t not fuck him” are people in ongoing emotional crisises but the only people Kylo Ren wants to fuck are cold, composed bastards who will soothe the pressure of his complete instability by smacking him around and telling him what to do

[kyluxtrashpit]

Thinking about Phasma force-femming Kylo again

[monstersfuckingeachother]

Phasma, internally, while fucking Kylo: fuck, he'd make such a pretty girl, i want to-- Phasma: wait no he can hear my thoughts can't he Kylo: "i wanna be your good girl" Phasma: Phasma: holy shit 😳

[luke-shywalker]

to be human with someone again

“The rations are still sealed,” said Phasma, rising to her feet. “They should be safe to consume.”

Kylo picked up one of the boxes. It resembled the kind of box one might use for sewing supplies—a thought that threatened to conjure up suppressed memories, so he pushed it away—but the compartments were filled with a variety of different-looking foods.

If they could be called foods. They resembled animal feed.

…Then again, he had felt rather like an animal, as of late.

His stomach grumbled, and he felt his face grow hot beneath the mask. Phasma’s head tilted, but she said nothing.

“…You should eat,” she said at last. “We will need our strength to ensure our best hopes of survival.” Then she paused again. “Do you require privacy?”

Ren scoffed. Where could she go? The halls had all caved in with rock.

Still, he appreciated that she had asked.

“That will not be necessary,” he said.

And then they both stood there, for a moment.

They would both need to remove their helmets.

Kylo recalled legends of the Mandalorians—that race for whom removing one’s helmet was a great dishonor. Neither he nor Phasma were Mandalorian…but they had never seen one another unmasked.

…As long as it wasn’t Hux, Ren thought to himself. True, Hux had seen Ren’s face before—he recalled that night on Arkanis, how it had felt to be twenty-four and trembling with his bare feet on the cold durasteel floors—and he remembered that cold stare of judgment, that sneer that seemed to say, Ah. So the Supreme Leader has placed his faith in a child.

“…I sense the reason for your hesitation,” Phasma said, breaking Ren from his thoughts. “Unfortunately, I doubt we have a choice.”

Ren nodded. And then he put his hands to his helmet, and pressed the button to remove it.

Phasma watched, and removed hers at the same time. Perhaps she thought it polite.

The first thought that Kylo had, upon seeing her, was that he was surprised that she was human. He didn’t know what else she could have been—but from her demeanor, he wouldn’t have been surprised if she had been part-droid. But, no—she was human, and looked hardly older than he was, with fair skin and blue eyes and hair like the yellow floss of kerncobs.

He wondered if she had a former name, like he had. But he was not willing to ask.

Phasma seemed to look at him, too. But if she had any thoughts about his face, his appearance, his humanity—she kept those to herself.

Ren liked that about the Captain. General Hux had a tendency to air far too many of his thoughts.

Phasma handed him one of the boxes, and took one as well. Kylo wondered if General Organa had eaten rations like these, back in her Rebel days—but that was another thought he shoved away.

It had been many years since Ren had taken a meal with another being. In his former life, meals had been social affairs, meant for conversation and enjoyment and relaxation. In the life he knew now, eating was an inconvenient necessity, and nearly embarrassing—almost as undignified as the bodily functions that resulted from it.

Kylo and Phasma did not speak as they ate. But strangely, he sensed something like camaraderie in the silence. A shared acceptance of the burden of being mortal. They could hear one another breathe, in the silence, with their helmets off—hear one another chew, and swallow. Phasma even sneezed, and Kylo muttered a blessing on reflex, as strange as that felt.

…It was certainly odd, he thought, to be human with someone again.

[my-complicated-pairs]

With which villainous female character you ship Ben Solo/Kylo Ren the most?

with Phasma

with Bazine Netal

with Nastia Unamo

with Tava

with Qi'ra

with Lady Proxima

with Zam Wesell

with Asajj Ventress

with Magna Tolvan

with Mara Jade

Voting ended onMar 12

[supremebitchkyloren]

What is the best Kylo ship

Ren/Ben

Ben/Tai

Kylo/Poe

Kylo/Finn

Kylo/Hux

Kylo/Phasma

Kylo/Rose

Kylo/Snoke

Kylo/Mitaka

Kylo/Knights of Ren

Voting ended onJul 26, 2023