The Blizzard || Steve Rogers X Reader Oneshot

The Blizzard || Steve Rogers x Reader Oneshot

Summary: Steve and Y/N are married and they deal with Steve’s PTSD. Steve, after snap of Thanos' fingers, has gotten it again but this time it hit him harder. In the winter scenery , reader does her best to calm her man down.

Warnings: none

Words: 1088

Request by: @porgswillrullgalaxymotherfucker

Authors: Rouge

In the blizzard there was no way to know which direction to go, the usual landmarks were hidden behind the white that swirled so densely.

You could feel you blood cool and your skin become icy. They shouldn't have come, not in this weather, but there was no other choice, Steve’s PTSD caught him harder than ever before.

Steve has always loved the flowers and the birds, loved the sunlight and the clouds that drift by. He has always loved the way the leaves move in a breeze and that soft whispering sound they make, like nature loves to chatter too. Yet the tiredness that begun a while ago remained like a veil over his skin, grey and cold. And as he watched the petals and the twigs that sway outside the window, there was only a creeping sorrow where there should be joy.

You, as Steve’s wife, were trying so hard to help him, yet failed. No doctor nor therapy were successful. Steve’s condition has gotten even worse in past three months.

It was when you’ve made a decision about leaving Washington. You’ve found a cozy cottage house near White Mountains,  New Hampshire. Gladly, Steve agreed on that idea, and soon you both were on your way.

And now, you were finishing a dinner, while Steve was laying on the couch, reading some book that you’ve discovered on the shelf in the little living room.

When you set everything on the table, you looked at Steve, smiling gently at him. “Darling, dinner’s ready.”

His eyes met yours, he simply nodded and closed the book, leaving it on the couch as he got up and took a seat at the opposite side of the table.

You were eating in the silence, from time to time Steve was looking up at you, remaining quiet.

Soon the dinner was finished, and you went to wash the dishes. You were surprised seeing, how Steve joined you in the kitchen and started wiping plates.

“How are you?” You asked slightly.

“It’s better. But I am not sure. Let’s just say it’s okay for now,” he responded, shrugging.

You couldn’t help but giggled loudly. “I just hope this place will help you get your strengths back, Steve,” you looked at him briefly, then focused on the dishes again. “It’s so calm and silent here, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is, doesn’t it bother you, Y/N?” His voice became softer, Steve leant his hip against the kitchen counter, still wiping plates and putting them to the nearest cabinet.

“Me? No, not at all, actually I needed this after all that urban uproar, you know?” You stated simply.

Steve smirked a bit, and the conversation was over. It was still a good sign that he eventually was talking to you instead of running away…

*****************

It was late in the evening.

Steve looked out of the window at the blizzard. He watched a driveway disappear in the sure knowledge that he'd only have to dig it out again in the morning.

“It’s snowing. Again,” Steve admitted.

You raised your glance to look at him. “Don’t bother with it. We’re in the warm house, there’s nothing bad to happen,” you smiled, but you noticed how his facial expression has changed, so you put a papers you were filling aside and got up to approach him. “Steve… What’s wrong?” You put hand on his muscular shoulder. “Are you feeling fine?”

As soon as you touched him you felt, how tensed his muscles were. He was about having another anxiety attack, you good knew this.

“Hey, handsome, come here,” you slipped your palm to his, tangling your fingers together as you pulled him to the couch.

You sat down, so did he. His steel blue eyes found yours, and the only thing you saw in them was sadness. A huge sadness.

“Steve,” your voice was nothing more but a whisper, “It wasn’t your fault. No one could have saved them. No one,” you claimed.

Steve put his face in his hands, he was sobbing slightly. And suddenly he shouted out loudly: “There are days when my head just doesn't work! I try so hard to focus and it's like trying to run through water. My brain fogs up and thoughts go nowhere at all. Sometimes I think its natures anesthesia, anything to numb the pain, to wipe out the trauma. Then there are the times of clarity, sudden moments when I can see every detail and feel every feeling. The trigger can be anything...,” Steve explained quietly, “And I see those faces over and over again. I could have saved them…,” he was breathing hard, he paled on his face.

You lowered your head. Truth was that you also were having very difficult time lately, but you wanted to stay strong, for him.

“At the start I hoped it was a process to wipe out the bad memories, to stop me reliving them to well-meaning askers. Now I know it's not so simple,” Steve added, looking at you. “I don’t know if I will survive all this, Y/N.”

He laid his back down, placing his head on your lap, and you smiled. You started playing with his bangs, gently scratching his nape with other hand.

Steve closed his eyes and purred lazily. “I don’t know what I’d do without you, Y/N,” man declared openly. “I’d be already gone…”

“Shush, Mr Rogers,” you leant down to place a kiss to kiss forehead.

Steve hummed softly and moved a bit, so his lips met yours as he gave the kiss back. “It’s you who makes me calm everytime,” he opened his eyes, looking up at you.

You chuckled a bit and booped his nose with your index finger. “I’ve told you a thousand times – it’s gonna get better. It just takes time to heal. Like a wound,” you tangled your fingers in his bangs, and Steve reached his hand out to caress your cheek.“You know, I like this cold. Cold is good if you are warm inside, just the same as we love ice in the summer time,” he laughed shortly. “Even on the coldest days of winter the sun is bright in the sky, bringing a bit of joy to my heart. Even now, when we can’t go back to the world that we knew before.”

You smiled. “That’s good, Steve. I’m happy you’re getting better,” you said, looking at the fire that was cracking in the fireplace. “We’ll make through it, I promise.”

And it was still snowing outside.

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Campfire || Arthur Morgan x Reader smut

Summary: After fight in a saloon, Arthur decides to stop and take care of you, both mentally and physically.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 2402

Authors: Cass & Rouge

The day was nice and calm. It was until that crazy saloon fight, which have suddenly started and ended as quickly as it began. Right then, you were sitting in front of Arthur on his horse. You were beaten up but not hurt too badly.

"Ya just had to join that fight, huh, Y/N?," Arthur muttered, looking up in the sky.

It was already changing its color as the evening was coming closer and closer with every minute.

"We still have a long way back to camp, maybe we should set our camp here, huh?," he asked, looking at you.

You gave him a slight nod, not turning head to face him.

 You knew he was mad at you, as many times he repeated himself about ladies getting into fights. He wasn't fan of it, and you again lost control over your nerves. But you simply couldn't let those men to insult that other woman...

 "As you wish, Arthur. You're a leader here."

 Arthur sighed deeply, dismounting his horse. "What does not mean I don't care about your opinion," he shook his head, grabbing horse's rains

 It took him few minutes to find a nice place to set a camp. It was on the edge of a little forest, close to the river. "That should be enough. What do ya think?," Arthur asked and looked up at you.

You waited patiently until he helped you off the horse. As you felt ground under your feet, you smiled a bit. "Cozy as it can be," you looked at him.

He was a tall man, very handsome face and those eye you'd recognize everywhere.

"And it ain't gonna get cozier for sure," he summed up, taking the bedroll from his horse.

He walked with you to the place close to the river. It took his few minutes to set the camp for both of you. Soon, you were sitting on the bedroll in front of the fire. Arthur walked to you with a damp cloth in his hand, He sat down next to you. "Come on now, show me that pretty face."

You turned to him, not hesitating to look him in the eye. "Don't say anything, I know I shouldn't have done this, but you didn't make it easier with your indifference," you tried to explain yourself.

"Ya sure? I am not the one whose face look almost Marston's," Arthur laughed softly, he simply joked. Your face didn't look so bad, just a few scratches and little bruises. He quickly got serious.

"Sometimes it's better to not do anything. I mean yea, being a good man is classy but look at yourself, kid. You gonna get yourself killed one day," he muttered as he pressed wet fabric to wound on your forehead.

You hissed quietly, clenching hand on hem of his flannel shirt. You tried to keep a serious face, truth was however that not only your body but mostly your pride was hurt at that point.

"I still think I've done a right thing," you shrugged. "Dutch would be proud."

He smiled softly at your reaction. "Maybe, I know one thing. I ain't proud of ya. You got me pretty worried, kid."

Arthur continued to clean your face. When he was done, he kissed your forehead and gently touched your cheek. "Now... Here is my Y/N. You will be fine. Nothin' hurts, right?," he looked at you with concern in his gaze.

You leant to him, rolling yourself onto his lap. "Nothing. I'm a tough girl, did you forget?," you reached hand up to mess with his hair. "And how do you feel?"

Arthur smiled and sighed quietly, nuzzling to your neck. "Tough girl that gets herself into trouble more often than ANYONE in the gang." He wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, he just wanted to hold you close. To feel that you were really here with him. "I was really worried about you," he said finally looking at your face.

You made yourself comfortable on is laps, looking up at him. You touched his rough beard. Your fingers moved along it, only to caress his cheek. "I still have my opinion on that certain case."

Arthur leant into your touch and laughed after your words. He rested his forehead against your shoulder. "My God, kid, you are impassable," man sighed and kissed your neck gently. His hands slowly moved under your shirt, you could feel his rough palms on the soft skin of your back.

You smiled, sucking on your own lip. You closed your eyes, enjoying his strong touch on you. It made you shiver.

"You should lead us, not he," you stated firmly. "Everyone says it."

Arturh laughed at that and looked at you. "Did you lose your damn mind, kid? I'm none of a leader. You can say whatever you want but this ain't place for me.,” he said before unbuttoning few first buttons of your shirt while kissing your neck and jawline.

You messed with his hair further, your fingers tangled with his locks. "Maybe, but I feel like this and ain't change my mind though," you replied.

You giggled, a little blush appeared on your cheeks as he unbuttoned your shirt. "You're too fast, sometimes," you joked, shaking head.

Arthur completely ignored your words and moved shirt off your shoulders, and kissed them while one of his hands continued to open bottom of your shirt.

When he was done, his lips moved to yours and he pulled you into the kiss. Arthur's hands slowly slipped out of your shirt, he moved to your neck and purred deeply against it. "You are so beautiful," his hands gently tickled your stomach before resting on the waistband of your pants.

You were slightly pink on your face as blush hit you hardly. You let out a soft moan, looking him in the eyes. Your were glistening with sparkles at time. "Artie," you chuckled, grabbing his collar and pulling him deep down for the most loving kiss you could have provided.

Arthur kissed you back as his hand slipped inside of your pants. He continued to kiss you as his fingers started slowly circling your clit.

Arthur pulled away from the kiss to catch his breath and see your reactions at his touch. "You like it, sweetheart?,” he hummed.

Familiar excitement was already built deep inside your belly. Oh, how good his fingers were to you! How skilled!

"You've never replied me at the most important question. How many women did you have before me?," you knew that teasing him was probably a bad idea, yet you loved to see him furious.

You pretended you tried to unbutton his shirt, but after a brief moment of concern, you slipped hand down his strong yet covered chest, just to that bulge that was already forming in his old jeans.

"A few,” Arthur answered quickly, he didn't want to get into details at this point. He bucked his hips a bit to show you how hard he was.

"And you lady? How many men you had before me?," he asked as two of his fingers slipped deep into your cunt. They moved slowly in and out while his thumb was still playing with your clit. Arthur studied your face, trying his best to memorize your every reaction.

"A.... Few...," you moaned in reply and wry smirk on your lips.

You improved your position, slightly spreading your legs for him.

"Yhy, yeah, you definitely do some good job here, Art," you praised him lovingly, cupping your breasts as you rolled your head back. "Just like that and you'll get that honey pot."

He removed his finger out and laid you down on the bedroll. "Well, sweetheart, that sounds interesting," man purred before pulling your pants down, moments later he also had gotten undressed. He hovered over you, with this soft gently smile of his. "I love you, sweetheart," Arthur whispered before kissing you once again. After a short moment, he looked at you. "You ready?"

You gave the kiss back. Then, you locked your fingers to rub over your clit. "Now, yes," you smiled proudly, undoing your bra.

Arthur chuckled and he pushed deeply inside of you. He growled against your lips at the feeling of your walls around his cock, he wanted to cum right away, but he had to keep himself under control. "You feel so good, Y/N."

"Oh, shit...!," you only moaned, eyes wide opened. You grabbed his palm and squeezed it firmly.

You spread your legs even wider, your other hand moved to his back, you stroked his strong muscles.

His cock felt so wonderful inside of you. Yet, it hurt slightly, his size did matter.

"Just like this, darling," you whispered, trying to reach his jawline with your lips.

Arthur gave you a moment to get used to his size.

"You are such a good girl, Y/N," man purred quietly before he started to move his hips. Arthur's pace was slow and gentle at the beginning but soon, he found it hard to keep it. His thrusts became deeper and faster.

Your both hands were wrapped around his torso. You were inhaling deeply, every breath was a mess. The heat that radiated from him was oh so tender.

"Fuck, yes, just right there, Arthur, just like that. Fuck this cunt just like you do," you begged in a shaking tone.

You moved one hand between two of you to give his dick some strokes when he was getting out of your pussy.

Arthur growled loudly at the contact. "You’re gonna be a death of me, woman," he muttered and started to move even faster and harder now.

He moved one hand to gently stroke your clit.

You wrapped both legs around his hips and used all of your strengths to roll with Arthur, so you ended on top of him.

Your hands were placed on his chest, you moved up and down his shaft.

"You like that pussy?," you asked. "Oh, I bet you do, Art. Fill me like you do, honey. Fuck your sweet honey pot," you were moaning right into his ear.

Arthur let out a loud growl, looking up at you. You looked so beautiful, your hair all messy and your body naked, fully exposed to his eyes.

He moaned quietly and pushed hard into you, watching your breast bouncing with his every thrust. "Oh, I’m gonna fill you to the brim, girl," Arthur muttered grabbing your tights hardly.

He continued for more  than few minutes, than he quickly sat up and pushed into you as deep as it was only possible. He cum with loud growl, partly muffled by your shoulder.

You rode his cock further as you didn't cum yet. You pressed his chest, forcing him to lay back down.

You got up, his cock, still hard lightly, slipped out of your pussy with some wet noise, you leant down and kiss his jaw.

"Relax," you asked sweetly as you took his slick cock into your hand.

You pumped it a bit before taking him into your mouth.

"You’re really gonna kill me one day," Arthur mumbled, still trying to catch a proper breath. He growled loudly at the feeling of your warm, wet mouth around his thick cock. "Fuck... Y/N… What are you doing to me?," Arthur reached out, slowly moving his hand into your hair.

You only smiled, looking up at him. You bobbed your head up and down, taking him as deep into your throat as you could.

You hummed from time to time, sending some vibes to him. One of your hands were messaging his balls, while other one was fingering your own cunt.

Arthur was moaning at all the feelings he was experiencing because of your actions. His hand tightened in your hair, pulling them gently.

He could feel how hard he got again in your mouth and how close he has gotten to his second climax. His hips jerked softly as he pushed himself deeper into your mouth.

Anytime he was pushing his cock down your throat, you were sucking him oh so hardly. At the same time, you started stroking his hardened shaft, a slight grin on your lips.

You were still looking at him, moaning as you were making yourself wetter.

When he started leaking precum again, you stopped and climbed back onto his laps, sinking down onto his length and rocking hips for him.

"Well, hello there darling'," Arthur purred happily as soon as you were back on his cock and at his laps. His hands grabbed your hips tightly enough to leave bruises there. He started to fuck you deep and hard, making sure to hit every sensitive spot inside of you, he wanted to get his little revenge on you by making you cum hard.

"You think you can just play with me like that?," he growled against your ear, before biting it gently, then his lips moved to your neck to bite the soft skin there also.

"Yes, I can since you're my man," you whimpered, bouncing on him.

This time, you felt your climax approaching.

"Don't stop, don't you dare to stop!," at that point you were playing with your breasts, rolling hips for him.

He let out a short laugh and shook his head before focusing completely on his movements. His hand moved between your bodies to rub circles on your clit, to bring you to your climax faster.

"Who is a good girl huh?," Arthur asked against your neck. "Who likes when I make her feel good?"

"I'm your good girl," you moaned deeply. "I love it when you make me feel magnificent like now!," you yelled.

Your movements were more messy now, and soon you stopped them as the huge wave of pleasure hit you.

You screamed his name and smiled proudly, when you felt how he cum in you for the second time.

Arthur whimpered against your shoulder. Now he was hugging you closely. "You’re really gonna kill me one day, Y/N. I am not so young anymore."

It took him a moment to steady his breath, then he looked at you. "You know what,darling'? I love you," he hummed quietly.

You got off him, casually putting his leather jacket on your naked body.

You laid next to him, placing head on his chest and stroking his stomach. "I love you too, Mr Morgan."

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“Please stop making me fall in love with you!” || M’baku x Reader One shot

Summary: You are a simple healer with feelings for M’baku.

Warnings: none

Words: 1270

Author: Cass

A/N: This one-shot was written for @arawynn ‘s writing challenge. My prompt was “Please stop making me fall in love with you! I swear, every time I see your beautiful face, I fall all over again.”

Living high in the mountains wasn't easy and everyone knew it, everyone except people from Jabari tribal.

You were a simple healer, your main objective was to keep everyone happy and healthy, no matter what it was, a sickness or a battle wounds.

You were mostly taking care of second thing but still, it was your work.

Jabari liked to fight and everyone knew it, that was why there were so many of warriors, like you. You were the one that was bringing them a relief after every fight.

You were calmly walking through the village with a basket full of herbs when you saw a little boy sitting in front of your house.

"Let me guess, you played with older boys again, huh?" You said walking closer to him.

Boy nodded. "I just really want to be like they, and I hurt my leg."

You smiled softly and opened door to your hut. "I told you that soon you will be like them, and that for now, you should be careful around them." You put away your basket and patted a little stool. "Come on, let's take a look at this leg."

Boy nodded and climbed on a stool, showing you his leg, then you carefully inspected his injury. It was nothing more than a bigger scratch.

You gently washed his wound and wrapped it into the fresh bandage. You could see that boy didn't like it, and tried to be brave.

When you were done, you petted his head.

"You were really brave but please, be more careful. Warrior need to be brave but also wise, okay?"

He giggled and nodded. "Okay, I promise but can you take me home?"

You smiled at him. "This one time I will do this." You said and took boy's hand. "Okay, let's go."

You knew where the boy lived, so it wasn't a big deal for you to take him home.

You considered that a time spent with kids was the best time of your life. They were funny, cute, gently, and they made your heart melt. They often liked to pull you into their little games every time when they saw you, and you weren't too busy with your work.

It was a nice difference than patching up adults.

Suddenly, you were surrounded by other kids that wanted to play.

Little did you know that you were watched by someone else also.  To be exact, by M’baku himself.

You both knew each other pretty well, you often were helping him with wounds or any kind of injuries. This was what he loved in you, your kindness, your need of helping someone, how gently you were.

He never was brave enough to tell you everything, and he felt so weird with it but finally decided to walk to you. “Y/N?”

You looked up from crowd of kids and smiled. “M’baku!” You bowed your head a little and looked at kids. “Okay, now go and play alone.” When you were free, you smiled at M’baku again. “How are you today? Everything is fine?”

He nodded. “Yes, everything is fine. I was wondering how are you today, that’s why I came here.” “That’s so nice.  I am great, I just returned from my herbs hunt and I was kidnapped by kids.”  You said before laughing.

“They like you, you look like person that is really good with kids.” He noticed with smile.

You blinked and blushed deeply, you haven’t used to hear such a words from him. “I… Thank you, I am sorry M’baku but… I need to go. I still have a lot of work to do.”

„This is not a problem. I hope we will see each other soon.” You both said goodbye and then you quickly walked back to your hut.

You sat on your chair and rubbed your face. “Why this always needs to happen!” You growled loudly. You were in love with him but what could you do. He was a leader when you were a simple healer.

You spend hour in your chair thinking about all of this before deciding to really do something to keep your hands and mind busy.

It was few days since you met M’baku. Your days were going slowly, without bigger problems. They were calm, filled with simple work and little pleasures like walks or playing with children.

You thought that this day will be no different than previous ones. You didn’t expect anything to happen, so you simply sat in your little hut doing practically nothing.

Suddenly you heard loud banging at your door. You rolled your eyes and got up to open them, you couldn’t describe how big surprise it was to see one of M’baku’s guards standing right in front of you.

You blinked and look up at him. “Something’s wrong? Did I do something?”

“No, our leader needs you.” He simply informed you.

What could possibly happen that he required your present now? And why he didn’t come by himself?

You quickly grabbed your bag and followed the guard.

M’baku was sitting on his throne, he didn’t look happy, you could see that but worst thing was blood on his face. You could tell it came from wound on his forehead. He looked at you. “Y/N…”

“M’baku. Look at yourself.” You walked to him closer and gently took his face in your hands. “What happened to you, I didn’t hear about any fight today.” You said before pulling out a little cloth from your bag and pressing it to his wound.

“Because there was none. Today was a coronation of young prince.” He muttered.

“You took your people and went there to challenge him, huh?” You asked and looked at him.

“Yes, I did.” M’baku nodded.

“Why you didn’t tell me earlier? I would be ready or something, at last I would know. What if T’challawould kill you? Thanks Bast that he is a smart man with good heart.” You sighed softly as you started to clean his face from blood.

“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to see me as a frailer.” He sighed and nuzzled to you.

At that point you couldn’t help but hugged him. “Hey, everything is fine. I still see you as someone amazing and I still see you as a great leader. This thing will never change for me.”

“Even when I lose?”

You petted his hair gently. “Well, you are beaten up but the most important is that you are back, we Jabari need you, M’baku.”

He moved his head enough so he could look up at you, at this you only smiled at him sweetly. “Please, stop.”

You blinked. “I…. I don’t do anything.”

He smiled defiantly amused by you little confusion.  “Please stop making me fall in love with you! I swear, every time I see your beautiful face, I fall all over again.” After that words he pulled you closer.

You blushed deeply and shook your head. “I love you too but now, please. Let me go M’baku, I need to take care of you.”

“Of course my queen but I have one more question to you.” He said. “Will you stay here with me? I will need your help during my recovery.”

You laughed loudly. “Well, I don’t think your injuries need so much attention but just for the safety, I will stay to keep an eye on.”

“I cannot wait to have both of those beautiful eyes all over me.” He murmured.

“M’baku! Stop, now come on. Let me finish my job!” You said frowning.

“Okay, let’s do some of your

magic.” M’baku nodded.

mental void || General Hux x Reader Drabble

Summary: General Hux visiting you in the hospital.

Warnings: none 

Words: 955

Request by: Anonymous

Authors: Rouge & Cass

You laid there quietly, keeping your eyes closed, matching your breaths to the beeping of the machines that surrounded the bed, the only indications of your heartbeat, your existence. Your legs were numb. Curiosity slowly pried open your swollen eyes to meet a dismal view of a grey colored hospital room, the door a navy blue. You immediately knew it was locked, this was to keep you in here, not them out. You slid your eyes sideways, they'd handcuffed your wrists to the bed bars. Short, but plenty deep cuts ran along your arms, beyond was your chart.

The door slid open and someone has entered the room. It was no one else but Armitage Hux, general of the First Order himself. "Ah! I see you are finally awake. How do you feel?" ginger man asked, his look was full of revulsion and disapproval. He walked closer to your bed, removing his leather gloves on the way.

"You want to know more about my mental illness but you’re scared to ask, that’s right isn’t it. How did I know that? I know these things, plus it’s kinda obvious after what have I done on the Jakku," you almost giggled but your laughter quickly faded away. "I almost got it, Hux. And I don't regret!"

He winced and shook his head. "Why would I be scared to ask about such a stupid thing. Do you think I care about your little, fragile mind? To be completely honest I am surprised that no one ever noticed how distorted your mind and behavior are," Hux explained, observing every inch of your body. "I always thought that mental illness drives the madness that helps in killing. Apparently, it pushes you more into self-destruction," man muttered, leaning over you.

You shrugged. "You think I care. As soon as I will leave this room, I'll try once again. And once again, and once again, until I will win," you smirked as you rolled your eyes, your blood preassure has incrased and it hit you hard. "I won't be serving as one of your killing machines, I would rather die than take part in all this."

General completely ignored your bubbling and continued with his own thoughts. "I am deeply shocked that you tried to desert, you were one of the best soldiers. How could you? We gave you everything," he said, looking around, and then his eyes moved to you. "Leave this room? Do you really think we will let you go anyway, just like that? You are really crazy."

You laughed shortly, trying to get up from bed. "Trust me, I will end that cruel crusade, sooner or later. First Order cannot just take whatever it wants. You'll be dead soon, trust me, General," you struggled with ties. "There's more than just me among your people. A lot of them don't agree with your policy. You'll see this, soon."

Hux smiled, watching your struggles. "Oh, trust me, no one is going to stand against me or The First Order. I will have to make sure they will dig deeper into your mind, hope that some more indoctrinations and some tortures will be just fine for you. I would use someone like you among my people," he said, gripping your chin and forcing you to look at him. "You will be just fine, sweetheart."

You spitted straight at his face, than laughed shortly, showing your teeth. "I think you should leave now, General," you said simply, turning your head aside. "We’re brought up in culture of fear and coercion, so what do you think comes out first when the mind loosens? That’s right, it is the scariest damn thing that can ever happen to you. The devil himself will come and unless you can face down every fear, own your guilt in a healthy way, you’re screwed, Hux. I know what have you done many years ago, so you do, too. It hunts you every sleepless night, right?"

Hux chuckled, wiping the spit from his face. "Listen, there was someone who thought just like you. He didn't end up well and no, it doesn't hunt me. I am more than happy that this old bastard is dead and I am happy with what I've done," he put his gloves back on and petted your head. "If I can be completely honest, I don't care about you nor others. You are just a cannon fodder. You are replaceable, no one care if you are dead or alive, no one will cry after your eventual death," man hummed, looking at you, "I do hope that some high voltage will help restore your mindset, so... Hopefully see you soon, CS-445 or Y/N."

After these words he simply left your room.

You struggled few more moments but when no result has come, you had given up. You put your head on a pillow, sighing loudly, deep inside you knew it was the beginning of your true end. Hux was a cruel, emotionless man, and you knew he would have done whatever to keep First Order strong. Your mind was dark, subsisting on the burnt tinder of who you were. In these ashes there was nothing to even renew a spark. All you could do was huddle in this moment, live from heartbeat to heartbeat. You felt like the world wasn't really there at all, like it was stolen and replaced with something empty, photoshopped, fake. It made sense in a weird way, the real world gave you feelings of joy. You felt connected to it, part of it. But either it was taken away or you were; every second of every minute of every day, all you could do was to float in the void.

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Lights Out || Poe Dameron x Reader One Shot || (High School AU)

Summary: You're girlfriend of Poe Dameron. He fools you that he needs some help with learning. Soon, it turns out that he lied only to spend some time with you. How the things will end?

Warnings: none

Words: 2020

Author: Cass

A/N: This fic was written for @justsomewritingprompts ‘ s writing challenge. I had: Scenarios: 15 Study Date || Quote: 14. “Sweetheart, I cannot even begin to tell you how much you mean to me” || items: 11. Candles

"Finally." You muttered to yourself as you heard knocking on the door. Poe was supposed to be here half an hour ago to study with you but somehow he was late this time.

You quickly jogged to the door and opened them with a smile on your lips. It was no one else but Poe indeed, but you blinked surprised when you saw a puppy in his arms. "What BB is doing here...?" You asked and looked at your boyfriend.

With a huge grin on his lips, Poe leant towards you to place a little kiss to your cheek. "I didn't know when I'll be back, so I took him with me. I didn't want him to sit in my room alone, you know," he explained clearly, smile never left his face. "So, you're ready? Because I am," he laughed shortly, entering your room and putting corgi down on the floor. "Where we will start? Do you have some plans?"

You giggled when puppy ran to you, you gently pet its head and looked at Poe. "I told you yesterday that I will be ready, and you have to tell me what's your problem," you reminded him as you sat on your bed, puppy immediately joined you. "So? What subject gives great Poe Dameron such a big trouble that he needs his girlfriend to help him?” You asked, looking at him. 

"Trigonometry," he said simply, spreading his arms in helplessness. "It's about trigonometry, Y/N."

Young man approched your bed and took a seat next to you. He petted his puppy, sighing. "If you won't help me, I'll fail last exam. And it'll mean I won't get scholarship for next semester," he explained simply.

You blinked even more surprised than moment ago when you saw BB. "Uhm, really? I have seen you during the classes, it didn't look like you have a problem with trigonometry but okay. I am sure you know the best what kind of help you need. I will go get my books."

After a short moment, you returned to him with two thick handbooks. "Okay, this should be an enough help for you. You should be happy that my parents and brother are away, we will have peace and quiet to learn," you summed up, sitting back on your previous place.

Poe took books from you and opened one of them lazily. He read one of the pages for a little while, then looked back at you. "Okay. But please, explain me how shall I be solving this quadratic equation, hmm?" Poe asked.

You picked up a big notebook that you were always using during the classes. "Okay, so come closer and I will try my best to explain you everything, and next time pay more attention during classes, don't goof around with your pals, okay?" You kissed his cheek with a smile. "Okay, let's start."

Then you started to explaining him every little detail in every step of solving the mathematical problem that he should make. You enjoyed this, not only a fact that you were helping him but also the fact that he was so close. His chest pressed against your back and his head on your shoulder made you feel relaxed and calm.

Poe was pretending that he was listening to your words. Truth was, however, that after a short while he started falling asleep. He felt this blackness came over him. Like a blanket, but not a blanket of warmth but a blanket of coldness making Poe shiver slightly. But somehow it's making his eyes felt heavier and heavier. He finally closed his eyes, nuzzling more to your shoulder, his arm wrapped around your waist.

You were deep in your thoughts, explaining him everything. You really wanted to help him, because he was your boyfriend. "... then you need to move this here, and sum this numbers here, and you will get what you need, do you understand?"

You waited for a little but received no answer. "Poe?" You looked on your shoulder with a corner of your eye, and couldn't believe the view. "Poe Dameron, are you serious right now?!" You raised your voice, growling slightly at the young man.

The anger was building in you, how could he be sleeping when you were trying to help him?!

Poe opened his eyes lazily, yawning. "What? Uhm, no, no, I meant yes, sum stuff," he mumbled and kissed your cheek. "To be honest, I know what are you talking about. Truth is," he yawned again and got up, rubbing his temple, "I am good at math. I don't need any help. I've came here because we spend not enough time together lately, and I miss you, Y/N," Poe explained openly.

You looked at him and couldn't believe his words. It was truth that you were focused on your own stuff, you only had some time for each other during breaks between classes but still, this really got onto your nerves.

"Poe, I understand but..." You raised your voice again but suddenly were cut off by darkness.

The whole house went dark. "Oh, for God's sake," you rolled your eyes.

"Lights out again, huh?" Poe giggled. "Do you have candles? We can lit them up."

You let out a deep sigh. "Yes, dad said he fixed this," you muttered and pulled out your phone to turn on the flashlight. "I think that mom put all candles in one of the cabinets in the hallway, we just need to look for them, because I am not sure in which one they're set."

You got up from bed and walked to the door, you opened them and entered the hall.

You started to roam through cabinets as soon as you got to them. "If you find any candles, please, don't touch the black ones. Ben has some freaking seventh sense and he even knows when someone dared to touch his precious stuff." you muttered.

"Your brother is emo, isn't he? Sometimes he reminds me about that young boy, the vocalist of that German band, Tokio Hotel. But fortunately, Ben doesn't wear make-up. Yet... Or am I wrong?" Poe peeked into one of the cabinets and clapped his hands. "Got 'em, Y/N!"

You laughed loudly and shrugged. "Maybe a little bit, it's hard to tell who he truly is. Mom says it's just a phase but it's weird. Makeup... Well. I don't know anything about this.. But once I found my eyeliner in his room. Let's hope it won't get worst."

You kissed his cheek and smiled. "Take them to the living room and I will go to find a lighter and maybe something to eat for BB and us," you said, and then walked to the kitchen.

"Lighter isn't needed, I got one in my pocket, you know that I am into cigarettes," Poe lit three candles, placing them into candlestick, he put it on the counter of your desk. "BB and I would be happy if you would share that delicious turkey your mom has made on Sunday!"

You rolled your eyes and shook your head. "Okay, I will see if we have leftovers," you answered.

After a few minutes, you came back with a two big plates and one smaller. "Here, something for us and something for your little buddy," you said after putting plates on their places.

You sat on the couch next to Poe. "I guess I need to wait until tomorrow. Dad will have to fix the light again, or mom will just call a specialist," you giggled and started to eat.

Poe did too, but he also put little plate on the floor, so BB could have eaten, too. "You ain't mad at me?" He asked.

"To be honest, I am a bit mad. I really thought you are in trouble when it comes to school, I was worried. You could have simply told me that you wanna hang out, you know I would gladly accept it," you looked at him. "It wasn't a nice thing to trick me like this. Don't do this again," you warned him and looked down at the puppy. "It's getting late," you noticed.

"It is, apparently. Was it a slight attempt to get rid of me and BB?" Poe laughed warmly. "Don't worry, we'll head back home soon. You still have to review the material for test."

"I already did that, Poe. You said we don't spend much time together, and it's weekend. You think your dad would be mad if you would stay with me? I am slightly afraid of the darkness, I don't want to be alone and we could spend some time together," you offered softly, looking at him.

"I will call him, soon. Don't worry. I guess he won't have anything against that idea."

~~~~~~~~~~~~

In the darkness your cuddles were feeling like a little touch of heaven, warm, together, cozy.

Poe wished he could extend the night just so he could stay close to you for longer, safe in your embrace.

Your arms were wrapped right around him, bringing a peace he's never known before, a calming of the storms in young man's heart. He knew it's you that was giving him hope for the future. In your embrace, Poe started to believe that there was nothing out there to fear. "I love that little moments when we're together. No one else counts but we. Priceless," Peo hummed lazily into your ear.

You purred quietly and smiled. "I know, sweetie. I am so sorry if you ever thought that I neglect you or something like this," you said and kissed his jawline, then put the head to his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Poe was a blessing, you couldn't ask for more. He was always there when you needed him, and even when you didn't, and maybe especially then. You were so deeply in love with him.

"I love you, Y/N," Poe whispered into your ear. "Sweetheart, I cannot even begin to tell you how much you mean to me." he added.

His fingers were tangled in your hair as he kissed your temple. "You're my everything."

You hummed quietly at his words. "I love you too, Poe. You are my world," you said before kissing him softly on the lips.

Rest of the evening went rather quickly. You snuggled with Poe under a soft, warm blanket. Soon, both of you fell asleep in each others' arms.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

You woke up next morning to the view of your brother's face right above your own.

"For God's sake, Ben! Do you want me to die on heart attack?!" You growled at him.

"Mom! He is here again! Why is he in my house again?!" Ben yelled, and you in the meantime gently touched Poe's cheek in an attempt to wake him up.

"First of all, it's not only your house. Second, good morning sweetheart, and hi, Poe," Leia said with a kind smile as she stepped into living room.

Poe got up quickly, stretching his shirt. "Morning, ma'am. I am sorry, we've learnt for a long hours, I happened to fall asleep, so Y/N decided to let me stay."

"Hi mom," you muttered and nuzzled to Poe's shoulder.

"I bet you two got laid," Ben said with a smile.

You facepalmed and shook your head. "No, I was helping him with math, it took us long, plus light went off again and I didn't want to sit alone," you grunted, rolling your eyes.

"Oh, that's so sweet of you, Y/N. You see? I told you we should have called professionals," Leia said, turning to Han. He only rolled his eyes.  "Now I will make breakfast for three of you." Your mother added looking back at you.

You smiled and nodded. "Sounds perfect, right sweetie?" You looked at Poe. "Oh, by the way. Good morning," then you kissed his cheek and skipped to the kitchen.

Ben frowned looking at Poe. "I hate you." 

"Get used to me better," Poe chuckled slightly. "Maybe one day in the future you'll be my brother-in-law," Dameron wiggled his brow and followed you. "Y/N, wait for me!"

Imagine: Cuddling with Poe Requested by: @hail-kylo-ren  

“You know what? I love to cuddle with you,” Poe said quietly, nuzzling to your shoulder.“You smell so go, you are warm and soft. I wish I could hug you for every minute of my life.”

You smiled and stroked his hair.“I know this. Same goes to you.”

Poe wrapped his arm tighter around your waist, pulling you even closer, then he looked at you.“Do you know that you are beautiful?” He asked.

“I know this. You tell me this every day,” you said, stroking his cheek.

“Still not enough,” Poe sighed and nuzzled to your hair.

“Get to a room you two!” Snap muttered.

“Yea. We are really glad you two get along SO WELL but please, not in de middle of canteen during the dinner. I don’t want to get diabetes,” Jessica added.

You giggled and blushed deeply, patting Poe’s shoulder.“Poe… They are right. This isn’t a right place..”

He lazily moved his head away from your shoulder and nodded. “Well. So let’s go somewhere else!”

He picked you up and walked away with you in his arms.

AUTHOR: Cass

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