#pre tfa

[upandnorth]

kylux advent calendar day 1: Turn of the season, part three.

Part one Part two

[itssteffnow]

I imagine this scene happened sometimes pre TFA after Armitage had an encounter with Snoke or even Brendol?

I'm sorry but I'm just a sucker for hurt!Hux. 😅

[heyimyourdad]

Leia literally grounded Poe Dameron. She may have lost Ben but with how Poe Dameron is, I'm sure she had her fair share of momming while he was around. 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

[baddaddysolo]

 ! !!  ! look at our princess and her handsome son (in law)

Disney’s star wars resistance

[illyrianslut]

Enchanted

Pairing: Kylo Ren x Reader

Words: 4.1K

Summary/Prompt:  As the Princess of your home planet Pulea, you were selected by the First Order to become Kylo Ren's 'companion'. Pulea is in debt, and the only way your father can find his way out of that debt is through the First Order, Reader stays with Kylo Ren for three months in exchange for Puleas debt paid in full.

A/N: This is just part 1/? also pre TFA (Pinterest board) (Request)

Your entire life was so predictable, after twenty years of your days consisting of the same thing you knew for as long as you were alive your days would be planned for you. As a child you didn’t mind the structure as much, because there was allotted time for you to play with some of the other children, you had time to actually enjoy your life. But now, you are no longer the young Princess of Pulea who brought joy to so many, now you are the Princess of Pulea, the woman in training to rule your planet if anything were to happen to your father. There was no room for fun for a Princess in training.

Your days became more and more like your fathers days, small meals in between meetings with important political parties. Pulea was a non conflict planet, neither aiding in the First Orders rule over the galaxy, or the Resistance who tried so hard to fight them away. Deep down you know that there are plans for Pulea to become sanctuary for the First Order, for them to plan their next attacks in secret, but your father would never actually admit that to you.

Today, like any other, you sat in the oversized conference room, listening to your father debate and give his opinion on new policies that the people of Pulea were attempting to put in place.  

They all knew that your father had the final say on anything that happened on Pulea, but that didn’t stop the people from trying to put new laws in place. Most of which consisted of creating a law for after your father dies you will have to run and get the peoples vote on whether or not they saw you fit to be Queen. Both you and your father knew that if that were to happen you wouldn’t be sworn in as Queen, the people had grown tired of your family ruling Pulea, especially your father who had put Pulea in so much debt it seemed almost impossible to rid yourselves of this debt.

Later that night, after several more hours of listening to your people voice their concerns, you were finally free to relax in your bedroom, and do some light reading. You knew of your fathers secret meeting, but you paid it no mind it wouldn’t be the first or last time there was a secret meeting you weren’t invited to. More often than not it was your father brainstorming ways with other higher up political parties, and you never really wanted to be in those meetings, they ran into the late hours of the night, long after you’d fallen asleep.

The following morning you were awoken, seemingly much earlier than usual. Your handmaiden Zula stood beside your bed, with a regretful look on her face. Your heart dropped, something is wrong. “Zula, what is wrong? What is happening?” You sat up in bed, and let your feet dangle over the sides waiting for a response, but it never came. Your father opened the door, peeking his head in making sure you were clothed. You pulled your blankets over your front, you did have a nightgown on, but it was unheard of for a Princess to be seen by anyone other than her handmaiden undressed.

“I have it from here Zula, thank you for waking her for me.” Your fathers almost regretful eyes finally met yours, something is wrong. “Daddy?” You ask scared, using your childhood name for your father. “What is happening?” As he walked across the room, saying nothing your anxiety only grew more and more in your chest. “Darling,” He puts his hands over yours and rests them in your lap “Something wonderful, but heartbreaking has happened.” A thousand things were running through your mind, wonderful but heartbreaking, what could that even mean? “Tell me.” You insist, not enjoying the suspense. “We have found a way to erase every last credit of debt we have.” He was right, that is wonderful, but what could be heartbreaking about that? “That is amazing father!” A genuine smile spread across your face, you were unbelievably happy this is happening, but you knew that wasn’t all the news. Your face fell once more “What could be heartbreaking about that?” The moment of happiness that had made its way to your father's face was quickly washed away. “You have to understand y/n,” He started, remorse coating his voice “This is going to get us out of debt, and it’s only for a short amount of time.”  

“Just tell me!” You insist, wanting to get this news over with. “You will be moving to the Starkiller Base for three months to be Kylo Ren's companion.” He had spoken the words so fast you were sure you had misunderstood him, he would never send you into the arms of the First Order, let alone their commander, Kylo Ren, the murderer. “I’m sorry, what? I don’t think I heard you?” You mumble, knots forming in your stomach, your own father wouldn’t do this to you, would he?

“I said you will be moving to the Starkiller Base for three months-” You put your hand up wanted to stop his talking, you were about to be sick. You threw yourself from the bed and ran to the bathroom, just barely in time to be sick in the toilet. You becan sobbing, sitting on the floor of your bathroom, how could your father do this to you? He has to know you’ll never make it out of there alive, it’s Kylo Ren. But then you began thinking over his words again, Kylo Ren’s companion. You empty your stomach once more, fear building in your body, what exactly does his companion mean?

“Father!” You called, needing more answers, he was in the room at your side immediately, rubbing your back softly in an attempt to calm you down like he had done while you were still a child. “I’m so sorry my darling, I had no other choice, there was talk of another mutiny.” You shook your head, still not understanding most of the situation ahead of you.

“How will be being Kylo Ren’s companion free us from our debt?” You asked, trying your best to hold back your sobs. “The First Order has agreed to pay off all debt owed by Pulea but only if we provided Kylo Ren with you, our Princess.” You sat staring at your father in disbelief, how could he sell you like that? You may not be sold forever, but how could he do that to his only child, the only heir to the throne.

“What is included in being Kylo Ren’s companion?” Knowing the answer would break your heart further, you pulled your knees to your check, and rested your chin on your knees as if it would protect you somehow.

After your father explained to you what your duties were to appease Kylo Ren you fell silent, you were basically going to be his whore. Whatever he wanted, you would have to provide him with. Your father hadn’t outright said it, but you could tell one of those duties would be to please him sexually. That thought alone scared you more than anything, you would be losing your virginity to the commander of the First Order, whether or not you wanted to do so.

You packed some of your things quietly in your room, avoiding your father. He told you that you would be leaving just after nightfall of that very same day. You had no words for your father, the man who had raised you would never have agreed to letting you be a companion for someone so widely known for killing in anger. But maybe the man who you thought raised you was long gone, Pulea was all that mattered to him now.

Zula knocked on your door softly, indicating it was time for your departure. You took in every intricate detail of your home as you walked silently through the halls. As you walked down the stairs in the foyer you noticed the staff who worked in the castle lined up near the door, as if to pay respects to you. It’s like I’m already dead you think to yourself. You nod your head to each and every person, the people you’d grown up around, many of the people watching you had tears in their eyes, the reality that the Princess that they had all watched grow before their eyes was leaving, possibly forever.

Your father stood waiting for you at the ship you were about to board, his hands crossed in front of him while looking at the ground, not able to meet your gaze. “Darling,” He started once you had finally reached him, you held your hand up though as to tell him to stop speaking, something you normally would have never done. “Don’t.” You whisper softly, before hugging him and kissing his right cheek. His arms wrapped around you, tighter than you were really comfortable with, but you know he needed to hold you one last time before you left so you allowed it.

“I love you.” You both whisper in unison. You finally step away from your father's embrace and walk towards the large shuttle in front of you. Not having the courage to look behind you at everything that you’re leaving behind, you walked aboard, and stood listening to the airtight lock of the doors closing.

You weren’t sure how long the trip to Starkiller Base would take, you assumed several hours so you moved a few steps behind you and took a seat as you felt the ship start to take off. “Excuse me,” You ask softly, hoping the Stormtrooper or pilot might answer you. The Stormtrooper turned his head and glanced at you, but remained silent. “How long does it take to get there?” You felt as though you were being an inconvenience so you averted your eyes away after asking your question. “An hour and thirty minutes, Princess.” You were surprised at the use of your title, you had assumed you would be stripped of it the minute you got on board.

You nod your head in thanks, and look down at your hands resting in your lap. Your mind began to wonder to what the next three months would be like for you, would Kylo Ren be as awful as he’s made out to be? Probably. But maybe he would be bearable, maybe if you were lucky you’d make it out of this situation alive. You try your hardest to stay positive, your father surely wouldn’t have sent you if he feared for your life, right? You feel tears start to form in your eyes and shake off the thought of your father, it would serve you no good for the next few months, it would only cause you heartache.

The entire flight was silent, aside from your question, neither the pilot or the lone Stormtrooper said a word to you, and hardly even looked in your direction. You hadn’t realized an hour and a half had gone by until you felt the shuttle slowing down, and eventually landing. You took in a sharp breath, unsure of what was awaiting you beyond those doors now. Would Kylo Ren be there waiting? Or would you be locked and interrogated before you laid eyes on the man, fear took over, and you began to shake wanting nothing more than to go back home to Pulea.

The door opened, and the Stormtrooper stood beside you, giving you his hand to stand up. You accepted his help, and stood taking deep breaths, if you’re going to make it through the next three months, you must remain as calm as you can. “This way, Princess.” You were escorted down the ramp of the shuttle, and were met with a ginger haired man waiting for you at the bottom, you somehow knew just by looking at him he was not Kylo Ren, you had heard stories of the Jedi Killer, and he would have to be much more intimidating than the man before you.

“Princess y/n.” The ginger haired man greeted you, bowing his head slightly, you did the same in return waiting for his name, but it was never given. “This way.” He put his hand out before him as to tell you which direction you would be walking. You followed closely behind him in fear of getting lost, there were so many people in the room you didn’t want to chance anything happening.

“Before meeting Commander Ren you will be evaluated by our team of medical staff, to insure you have no disease, or any other health problems that we should be made aware of.” The ginger tells you, after a  minute of silence. You had gone down several hallways, each one looking the same as the last, you wonder how he keeps track of where he’s going, there is no indication of where anything is.

You decide not to respond to the man, finding him to be rude for not sharing his name, or status within the First Order with you. After a few more halls you finally showed up to a brightly lit room, with several more rooms off that one. A kind looking woman greeted you with a smile “General Hux,” She bows her head “is this Commander Rens companion?” You take note of General Hux's name, finally knowing something about the man. “Indeed, I leave her in your care you have instructions on what do you. She is yours now.” General Hux turns and walks away without another word to you.

“He’s not a very personable man.” The doctor smiles at you again. “I’m Doctor Kille, I’ll be the one performing your tests. Did General Hux explain to you what we will be looking for?” You shake you head, and look around the room trying to gain the courage to speak. “This way.” Doctor Kille says leading you to an examination room and closing the door behind the two of you. “I can see you’re experiencing some anxiety right now, that is very normal, are you able to speak?” A blush crossed your face at her knowledge of the reason behind your silence.  

“I am.” You speak softly, sitting on the plastic bed in front of you, setting your hands in your lap and staring at them nervously. “Very good!” She practically cheers, causing you to blush more. “What kinds of tests will you be doing?” Your voice is still very quiet, but you look up to meet her eyes so as to not be rude.

“Yes, so we will be running a few non invasive tests, and one that may be uncomfortable but won't take much time at all.” Your heart rate picks up, you’d never had any kinds of tests on your body done so you weren’t sure what to expect. “Will it hurt?” She smiles apologetically. You decide she’s almost too happy to be doing this job, who smiles this much? “It will be uncomfortable, but it should not hurt you.”

A few minutes later after she explained to you that she would be needing blood samples, a urine sample, and a swab of your cervix she got up to get the supplies. You had felt embarrassed at not knowing what your cervix was, but back on Pulea the anatomy of a human body only really came down to what you could see on the outside, it was considered impolite to discuss things such as the inside of your body. Doctor Kille also had to explain to you how she would be getting a blood sample, you had never heard of someone sticking a needle in your arm for blood before, you still didn’t quite understand why the First Order would need your blood, but she insisted it was necessary.

She arrived back in the room with a plastic up in one hand, and two clear bags in the other hand holding various medical supplies. “First we are going to get the blood sample, can you turn your arm out like this?” She asks you, showing you to turn your inner arm out. You copy her and look up for approval, she nods and walks to you with a small pad. “This is just to sterilize your arm, okay? Just to make sure that the blood we take will be clean, and not contaminated.” You mumble a soft ‘okay’ and watch as she cleans the fold between your forearm, and bicep.

“This part shouldn’t hurt too bad, it’s going to be a small pricking feeling, and as long as you don’t tense up it won't hurt you.” She makes sure you nod your head before sticking the sharp needle in your arm, you take in a sharp breath at the feeling but make sure not to tense up so it doesn’t begin to hurt. “Very good.” She smiles -again- and pressed a cotton ball onto the area, and taping it over with medical tape.

“Are you set to use the bathroom, or will you need some water?” You had needed to use the bathroom since you’d gotten off the shuttle, you had just been too nervous to ask permission to use one. “I can now.” She explains to you to use one of the sterilizing pads she had used on your arm just moments before, just to make sure your urine was clean. It didn’t quite make sense to you that urine could be clean, or how the cloth would help, but you agreed anyway.

You take the plastic cup from her hand and walk to the bathroom behind you. There was only a curtain for a makeshift door, leaving you little privacy to use the bathroom, but you had to go bad enough you barely noticed her feet standing directly behind the curtain. After washing your hands you bring the cup out to Doctor Kille, and sit back on the plastic bed waiting for her next request.

“I’ll be right back darling, hold tight.” Your chest tightened at her use of the word ‘darling’ the nickname your father had always had for you. “You're doing it for Pulea.” You repeat to yourself over and over again waiting for her to return. When she walks back into the room you see a fairly large instrument in her hands. “This is the part that will be slightly uncomfortable, but I need you to trust me, can you do that?” You nod your head slowly, looking at the tool, wondering what the in the galaxy it could be for.

“Alright, so I need you to put this on, you can leave on your bra, but your underwear needs to come off, okay?” She hands you a gown that opens in the back, you do as she asks and strip yourself of your clothes from home, and put the gown on. She was polite enough to turn around and give you some privacy as you changed, but you were still unbelievably nervous about what was to come next.

“You can go ahead and lay down on the bed, and put your knees up, alright?” You hesitantly lay down, and put your feet below your butt and keep your knees in the air “What are you about to do?” You had realized by now that whatever it was that she was holding was going to go inside you, but you demanded to know why before she got any closer.

“This is called a speculum, I’m going to insert it inside you, and take the swab of your cervix now, that's all. It’s going to be uncomfortable, but just like before, if you don’t tense up, and let me get the swab quickly it will be over before you know it.” You did trust Doctor Kille, but you didn’t trust the First Order, she still hadn’t explained to you what the purpose of this test was. “Why do you need to do this?” She looked up at you nervously, at least she wasn’t smiling this time. “This swab will tell us if you have any sexually transmitted diseases.”

Your heart sank, you knew why they needed the test, but you had put it to the back of your mind. You didn’t want to admit that you would more than likely be losing your virginity to Kylo Ren. You had nothing more to say after that, you fell silent again, and listened to her orders for the swab, just wanting it to be over. It was uncomfortable, just like she had said it would be, you had tears freely falling from your eyes once she finally took the speculum out, but the pain wasn’t the only reason you were crying anymore.

You sat, and waited while she finished getting the results for the tests she had done. It was then that you realized just how tired you really were. It must have been after midnight by then, you had left Pulea just after ten at night, it made sense that your body was finally getting tired. “May I rest?” You ask Doctor Kille, in the hopes that you could get some sleep before meeting Kylo Ren. She nodded and left the room. You close your eyes and fall asleep quickly on the uncomfortable bed.

Unsure of how long you had been asleep, you sat up and looked around the room to see if your doctor was back with results yet. The lights had been turned off, and a blanket had been draped over your body, you smiled, grateful for whoever let you sleep. “Hello?” You call, hoping to find out how long you had been asleep in the medical bay of Starkiller Base.

“Y/n!” Doctor Kille greeted you, another smile plastered across her face. “You’re finally awake, how was your nap?” You tell her that you had slept fine, but wanted to know the time, and possibly get food, after all it had been at least six hours since you’d eaten last, and you hadn’t even eaten much because of your nerves.

“It’s a little after eight in the morning, Commander Ren decided to let you continue sleeping on account of the changes you’re going through right now.” You stared at her puzzled, had Kylo Ren been in here while you slept. “He was in here?” You felt your nerves building up, he had seen you asleep, not prepared to meet him at all. You must admit, you felt bad, that is no way to meet someone you’ll be spending three months with, if you even could call it a meeting.

“He was, he is the one who got you the blanket, and turned the lights out.” You hadn’t even considered that he had done that, in your mind you were sure he would have been annoyed at you falling asleep before meeting him. “Your tests call came back clear, just as we thought! We just have one last task at hand before sending you to Commander Rens quarters.” You weren’t sure what the last task was, but you had hoped it was a shower, and clean clothes.

“We just have to put an implant in your arm before we send you on your way. The implant will aide in making sure you do not get pregnant in your time with us.” Her smile wasn’t as wide as it had been last night, she looked exhausted.

Putting the implant in your arm wasn’t as painful as you had thought it would be, it didn’t feel good, but it was bearable. Not long after the implant was placed two Stormtroopers showed up, ready to bring you to Kylo Ren's room. You were disappointed you weren’t able to shower, and more than that you were frustrated that you had to wear clothes from the day before while meeting Kylo Ren for the first time.

The walk to his room was much longer than the walk to the medical bay had been, but it did feel good to be moving your feet, after being in the examination room for so long. Just like the trip to Starkiller Base, the Stormtroopers didn’t say anything to you, nor did you say anything to them, it made no sense to engage in small talk, you’d more than likely never see them again.

Once the three of you stopped at the door, one of the ‘troopers entered in a series of numbers to unlock the door before you. “Here you go.” He tells you once the door opens, motioning for you to go inside.

[glass-oceans]

The way you said “I love you.“ On a sunny Tuesday afternoon, the late sunlight glowing in your hair—any pair

Even through the effects of a polarised transparisteel shield, light from the observation room flooded the corridor as Kylo Ren walked along it. He walked slowly through the light, feeling it as a physical presence, watching the blurred images of the officers as they moved in front of the window. He stopped in the doorway, catching the light before it could fall into the corridor, and listened to the murmur of voice as they called out an endless stream of numbers. From here, the closest even he could safely get, he could feel the power as a raw, screaming energy as the plasma was torn from the star they were currently orbiting, and fed down into the planet they were standing on.

The drone of the planet’s machinery gradually wound down, and the technicians involved slowly began to file out, moving from the bright light, full of numbers and theorems, to be swallowed by Kylo’s shadow. He allowed them to flow around them, eyes fixed on Hux just as his eyes was fixed on some point beyond the transparisteel. Kylo could see the tension in his body, the desire to be closer than this, as close as possible to the heart of the weapon he designed, and the frustration of being held back by mortal flesh. He waited until Hux had drunk his fill of the sight and turned to Kylo, arms still neatly folded behind his back.

The room was empty now save for the two of them, and Kylo reached up to undo the clasps of his helm, removing it so he could see Hux properly. The dissipating plasma behind Hux still cast stark burning light into the room, illuminating Hux with a fiery glow.

“What are you smiling at?” Hux asked, a smile teasing at his own lips as Kylo set down his helmet.

Kylo stepped into Hux’s space; tentatively raising one hand to brush against the hair gelled into place. When the glow around Hux failed to burn him, Kylo swept his hand along Hux’s hairline, resting it at the back of his neck, where some small strands escaped the mistreatment of his pomade.

“You look like a god of war,” Kylo said.

With his back to the lowering light, Hux’s eyes were alive, dancing with potential and power. Hux swayed forward to meet Kylo’s lips with his own, and Kylo could taste the burning sun in his desire. His other hand found its way to Hux’s back, pulling him tight as the kiss became bruising. When Hux finally pulled back, the light outside had dimmed considerably, but Hux’s eyes were still bright.

“Soon I will be.”

[ladyofidril]

So I don’t know if I broke the rules for Inktober by coloring my art digitally, but next time I won’t do it. For the prompt “missing scene” -- call it Ben saying goodbye to Poe on Yavin IV. 

[akylodarkly83]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I’m finally on A03 and learning the ropes.  Here’s my first completed work which is also on Wattpad.

Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars (Marvel Comics) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Soft Reylo - Relationship, LGBT - Relationship Characters: Chelli Lona Aphra, Rey (Star Wars), Black Krrsantan, Triple-Zero, Kylo Ren, Chewbacca (Star Wars), Original Characters Additional Tags: Speculative fiction, Rey's parents, Dr. Aphra - Freeform, Rey's Mom, Force Conception, Post TLJ, Pre TFA Star Wars, Dark Humor, Maternal Angst, Kidnapping, child endangerment, Rogue Archaeologist Summary:

Notorious rogue archaeologist Dr. Chelli Lona Aphra is trying to survive in the post Empire galaxy. With the New Republic in power, the Emperor and Darth Vader dead, she finds herself able to buy and sell questionable artifacts to equally questionable people with somewhat more freedom, until one day something both terrifying and extremely unprofitable happens.

She finds out she's pregnant.

Shocked and confused as to how it happened, considering males 'aren't her type' the good Doctor goes on a mission of her own to learn the truth of her condition, but more importantly what to do about it. She's never had a great relationship with her father, and she hardly got to know her mother but now she faces the dilemma of having to choose between her personal self-preservation or seeing it through to perhaps discover what fate, if at all, has in store for her.

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