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Imagine: Cuddling with Phasma during her shift.

-Many years ago, on the Parnassos-

"Why aren't you asleep yet, hmm?" Phasma asked as she looked at you with raised brow. She was sitting on the ground. 

"You know I hate sleeping alone, besides, it’s cold when I sleep alone," you addmited openly. 

"You good know I can't join you now. I have my shift when it comes to guarding," she muttered. 

"Yea, I know. That's why I am here," you smiled softly. "It's cold, you know?" 

Phasma was sitting quietly for a moment, then opened her cape for you and you smirked, quicky slipping under it, letting out a quiet sigh and nuzzling into her side. 

"You know you can't stay here for whole night?" She asked and moved her hand through your hair. 

"Sure I can. I have nice, warm, cozy place and I am safe here, with you,” you replied quietly as a smirk started to fading out of your lips. 

Phasma shook her head. "No. You are not gonna stay here. You need to rest so you could be useful tomorrow, also I want you to stay away no matter what happens. I want you to be safe,” she explained and kissed your forehead, what was really rare for her. 

You purred happily and nodded. "Okay, the kiss has convinced me to your words. Just please, promise me that you will come back to me at morning." Phasma nodded. "I promise you this, Y/N." You kissed her, gently stroking her cheek. "I will be waiting. See you at morning." After these words, you left her alone. You hated lonely nights but well... It was always worth to wait for Phasma.

AUTHOR: Cass

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Imagine: Cuddling with Hux Requested by: @hail-kylo-ren   A/N: Kylo will be here tomorrow ;)

“Aaaaaaaaarmitage!” You whimpered loudly from a bedroom you were sharing with General. You waited at him for almost two hours, just since he told you the most random sentence he was always using - ‘give me five minutes’. “Huuuuuuuuux!” You whimpered again. You planned to shout once again, until he would come back to bedroom.

“For the love of Supreme Leader! What do you want Y/N?!” Hux growled, putting away his papers. “Why are you whimpering there?!”

“You promised to come to me in five minutes. IT WAS HOURS AGO!” You answered.

Ginger sighed loudly and rubbed bridger of his nose, then looked at the watch.  “Okay, fine. I am coming, just please stop whimpering,” he muttered and got up from his seat.

You quickly sat up and smiled.  “Armi! Come here.”

Hux walked to you and kissed the top of your head.  “Don’t call me that. I am not a child anymore.”

“Come on. It’s late, let’s cuddle and go to sleep,” you smiled at him.

Armitage still didn’t get use to fact that you were full of happiness, like no one else in that place. Maybe that’s why he fell for you.

It took him longer moment go get ready to bed but when he joined you, you immediately hugged him. Hux stiffed and looked at you.

“You still do this, Armitage,” you looked at him with a soft frown.

“I am just not used to this kind of contact,” he admitted.

“Come on. You had to have such contact in the past. Like just when you were small,” you rolled your eyes.

“If by contact you mean abuse than yes, I had.”

You let out a sigh and looked around, thinking. “Okay, I have an idea. You can hug me from behind like I would be Millicent.”

He blinked. “Excuse me?”

“Come on,” you smiled and turned with your back to him.

Armitage watched you for a short moment and hugged you tightly. He nuzzled to your hair, sighing quietly. “Okay… This is nice.”

“Meow!” You let out a sound and giggled.

You could hear Hux’s quiet laugh.

“Maybe this will be one of the better nights…” Armitage whispered and closed his eyes.

AUTHOR: Cass

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Imagine: Finding the Porg. Requested by: @porgswillrullgalaxymotherfucker

You were walking around Falcon, admiring this old, still working ship. It was an incredible experience to you but coldness was a bit frustrating. You were wandering like this for a while before you heard a quiet sound, it was something like a chirps. You looked around but didn't really see anything, so you decided to follow the sound to find a source. You were looking for ten minutes, until you’ve found a little bird-like creature, hiding in the vent. "Hey... What are you doing here, little buddy? It’s not too safe for you to be in such a place," you took off vent's cover and smiled gently. "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you." Creature looked at you and blinked with those big eyes. It ran up to you and nuzzled to your jacket. You blinked. "Oh... You are cold. Well, you aren't the only one. I have an idea,” you said, then gently picked the animal up and put it into your jacket's furry hood. "Here, now you should feel better." Animal let out few happy sounds and nuzzled to the fur in your hood. You only giggled and then decided to join others. "Hey, Finn! Wanna see something? Look what have I found in the vent,” you told to him and showed your hood. "What is it?" Finn asked, looking at the animal. "I have no idea. I mean... It's a bird or at last something close to a bird but he or she likes my jacket," you giggled. "What have you got there, kid?" Poe asked and petted your shoulder as he joined you and Finn. "I found this little animal that hides now in my hood. I think it trusts me. Maybe I shall adopt him or her," you smiled at the pilot. Poe looked into your hood and smiled. "Oh. You have a Porg there, well, you can always try to tame him." "Or her,” you added and then Porg jumped on to your shoulder. "Hey there, little one. Do you feel better?" You asked, gently touching Porg's head. Porg let out a soft sound and nuzzled to your hand. "Aww,  that's too sweet for me,” Poe summed up, smiling, and Finn just laughed. You giggled. "I think I have one more friend now."

AUTHOR: Cass

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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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Sky Full Of Shooting Stars | Part I

PART II

Summary: You work for First Order and happen to be in a secret relationship with General Hux himself. When you find out some certain thing about your beloved man, you start to be seriously afraid of his life, and your own as well. Trying to come up with a backup plan, you show him all of affection and love he can get from you. Will the two of you survive the upcoming events?

Warnings: smut, tros spoiler

Words: 4006

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Soft, plate glass of long, metal table at which they sat shone in a light derived of a glowing sticks hanging under the ceiling.

 Atmosphere was thick like a mist that could be cut with a sharp blade of knife.

 Kylo Ren stood on the head of the table, his back facing all the people gathered in the room.

 Hux cleared his throat a little and looked around the room, his eyes landed on you. He sent you a little smile, just a brief curl of his narrow lips, and soon his glance moved to General Pryde. Hux sent him a frown. Hux's eyes were initially glued to your figure.

Behind the mask of always serious Hux's facade there was a pure panic rising in his guts. He knew that the information about the Resistance's spy among First Order was finally out but thanks to the force the identity of the said individual wasn't revealed yet.

 The drilling glance of Pryde on Hux's face didn't help much in calming his nerves but those emotions were still under some kind of control of his. General Pryde was a real threat to Hux since Ren's accession to Supreme Leader.

 "There's a spy among us," Ren roared. His voice was distorted by voice modulator from his mask. After these words Kylo threw the head of an alien who aided Resistance communicate with the aforesaid spy. "Me and Knights of Ren are going to hunt the scavenger down. And you better do fucking everything to find the traitor and cut their head off," Kylo snapped and left the room.

 You swallowed hardly and shifted a little in your place which was instantly sighted by Pryde.

"What are you all waiting for?! Back to work!," Gray-haired man shouted and got up.

 "You could keep your voice leveled, Pryde," ginger-haired general muttered getting up from his chair. "You aren't the only one here. Y/N, please with me. We still have the stuff to finish."

 Armitage made sure to pull you out from the range of other generals. Despite you being part of First Order, Hux hated to see you near anyone else but him.

 You were walking along the wide corridor of the Ren's Star Destroyer. A desperate willingness to hug to Hux almost won with you but you stopped your inner needs when you spotted a group of stormtroopers walking right onto you from opposite side of the ship.

 "General Hux," you referred to him formally enough to sound like a professional, "I'm afraid I'll have to excuse you though Allegiant General wants me on the bridge," your voice almost died down as soon as stormtroopers greeted both of you and passed you by.

 "Deputy Y/L/N, I don't care what Allegiant General wants from you. Right now I require your help," he said with a frown and he growled at stormtroopers as they passed by.

 Now, while being away from all other First Order scums he felt much calmer and safer but the fear was still settled deep down in his guts.

 After making sure the corridor was completely clear, he leaned closer towards you.

"I beg you, Y/N. Just stay with me."

 Your eyes were focused on his.

"You know it's impossible now," your voice was nothing more but a whisper. "If I won't comply, he'll shoot me without blink of an eye," you explained shortly and straightened your black shirt. "I can meet you in you chamber at night. You better get away from their sight now."

 Your hand was placed on his shoulder where you gently squeezed.

 Armitage didn't want to let you go, he was afraid to do so.

 Hux was apprehensive of his and your life, yours was the most important to him. While his life was miserable since the day he was born and there was no time nor chance for any type of redemption for him, you never did anything bad to deserve the faith that might have encountered you just because of being with him.

 In a desperate move, Hux cupped your cheeks and pulled you into a brief kiss. It was as gentle as touch of wings of a butterfly.

"Just come back here, to me, do you understand, deputy Y/L/N?"

 Hux watched you leave, his mind was racing in a frantic ways as he tried to somehow come up with an idea to save your life at least but to do so he would probably need some kind of miracle.

 Reluctantly Armitage turned on his hill to walk away as well, yet this short moment of calmness was quickly broken by the sight of Pryde's face.

Hux only wanted to return to his chamber at that time.

 "General Hux," older man snapped viciously with a mischievous grin dancing in corners of his lips. "Why are you stopping my officer while she has a lot of things to perform yet?," Pryde asked lowering his voice and coming closer to Hux.

 Hux forced himself to straighten his back, making sure to look as cold and unshaken as always, even if deep inside he literally was whimpering and begging for all of this to end.

 "As far as I know, she isn't yours, Pryde," Armitage answered with his usual voice. "I keep my guard over her since she joined, so please, stop usurp control over mine units."

 Pryde's devious eyes seemed to penetrate Hux's soul through-and-through.

"Don't play with me, you fucking dirtbag. You're nothing like your father, he'd be ashamed of who you've become. I know more than you think, I'm a good observer," he whispered right into Armitage's ear when he stopped next to him. "And that pathetic slut, running around and answering to every call of yours? You think I'm blind? She's only useful when she's on her knees, isn't she?," He laughed darkly.

 "If my poor scumbag of a father knew what or rather who helped his life come to the end, he would be more proud than ever before," Hux muttered looking at the older man. "And this slut, as you called her, is more useful around here than you ever have through your whole carrier."

Hux smiled at another man, improving gloves on his pale hands. "I have my ways, Pryde, so call Deputy Y/L/N a slut again and I will gladly watch how your body dissolve in bacta tank just like old Brendol did. Hope I made myself clear."

 "We'll see so soon who is gonna last longer," Pryde smirked Hux's words off and passed him by only to stop few steps further. "Remember, Hux, I keep my eyes on you."

 After these words man left to bridge, leaving Armitage alone on the corridor.

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 The rest of the day was too hard for Hux. He shuffled into his room earlier than ever, happy like never before.

 The chamber gave him a lot of comfort as it was the only private place at the ship and this was what he needed after a day full of pretending.

 Dropping off he heavy coat he marched slowly to take a shower.

The whole process always was calming his nerves down and helping him relax, the simple sensation of the water running down his tensed back was a blessing.

 After that, he walked to the bed, dressed only in the towel and flopped on it, comply exhausted from the troubles of the day and life in general.

 Armitage got himself comfortable and checked the hour, looking at the time already made the feeling of excitement settled in his stomach.

 Hux always looked forward to your arrival, it was a moment worth going through the whole mess called First Order.

 Hour later, in the middle of the night, the door to his chamber opened.

 You stepped in being clearly exhausted but you managed to sent him a soft smile.

You grinned wider when Millicent jumped off the shelf to rub her sides against your leather boots.

 A soft smile played on Armitage's lips while he watched the scene, he was often imagining something like this to himself, he was projecting another version of your common life, just not in such an awful place.

 "She isn't the only one that is happy to see you, love," he said softly, sitting up on the bed properly, just the view of your body made him all warm inside.

 Taking black blazer off you let out a hum.

"Your face is shouting about rough day so I think not only mine was fucking awful," you stated and crouched to scratch Millicent's ear.

 "Every day is a rough since the one I was born, Y/N," Armitage said, getting up from the bed.

 He walked to you, wearing nothing more but a pair of black boxers. When he got close enough, his hands wrapped around your waist and he pulled you closer to himself.

"My life is full of endless pain and suffer but there is a little ray of hope and happiness that shines in my bed every night," Armitage said, looking right into your eyes.

 As soon as you climbed on your tiptoes, you placed a gentle kiss to his jaw.

"Ruthless general in the streets, sweet, charming man in the sheets, aren't you?," You teased him wrapping arms around his neck and brushing your cheek against his. "I missed you so much. Pryde was talking to Ren as soon as he came back. Apparently it wasn't anything good, and I'm being afraid constantly, about you..."

 Armitage purred and nuzzled to you, he never wanted to let you go. His arms tightened around you as he kept you close.

"Of course he did, I am getting more and more worried about you, love. Your safety is important to me," Hux said as he ignored your words, his hand traveled to your cheek. "Let's just...," Hux stopped for a moment looking at you. "Let's get to bed, it's late and I really need you, Y/N."

 "Oh, do you? Is my general in a need?," You whispered softly as your hand traveled to his nape where you gently scratched his skin with nails.

 "Please, don't joke around, Y/N. Not tonight," his voice was a quiet beg.

Soon he pulled you into a kiss full of all the wild emotions filling his soul.

 As two of you were kissing, your hand traveled down to his lower back only to move on his crotch where you stroked him through material of his boxers.

 Hux simply purred loudly into the kiss, despite his fragile-looking body he picked you up easily and walked back to bed with you.

 Placing you gently on the mattress, he towered over you and pulled away.

"I have no idea what I did to deserve you," Armitage hummed as his kisses moved to your neck and shoulder, they quickly changed into little bites.

 Unbuttoning your shirt, you sent him a grin and let out a moan as he played with you.

"You've trained me and seduced me, I might be mistaken with order," you chuckled softly watching his actions.

 Your free hand slipped inside of his boxers where he grabbed his half-erected cock and pumped it few times.

 Armitage growled and bit your neck particularly hard to make sure you won't forget it, then he looked at you.

"I asked you something, didn't I? I am really not in the mood for your jokes, love," he said with a frown, removing your hand from his boxers, he started to place kisses down your chest and stomach.

 You bit your lower lip as you observed him.

 Truth was that being with him wasn't easy, him being a jerk most of times wasn't helping as well but somehow you managed to get along with Hux and vice versa. And you couldn't lie to yourself, his coldness and imperviousness were turning you on.

 Hux quickly undressed lower part of your body and dove between your legs, placing them on his shoulders.

His moves slowed, his skilled tongue circled your clit. Armitage wasted no time and soon three of his long, slender fingers slipped inside of you while he continued insult on the sensitive bundle of nerves.

 Your back arched and head rolled back when you let out a loud moan of pleasure. Slipping hands into his ginger hair, you tugged on them lightly trying to pull his face even closer to your pussy.

"Keep going and you'll make me cum here and now," you warned with a loud gasp.

 He hummed against your clit, sending you some vibrations.

"That's the whole point, don't you think, love?," Armitage looked at you briefly before returning to his work, his fingers started to move in and out faster, reaching deeper and deeper with every thrust.

 With shaking hand you grasped the dating sheets of his bed, your other hand tightened the grasp on his hair.

"Fuck me," you begged openly.

 "You didn't listen to me when I asked you not to joke. So, now? You will lie here until you cum," he told you briefly, never stopping the movement of his fingers.

 Feeling the extending sensation on your abdomen, you rolled head back and moaned.

His name was the only thing to escape your parted lips as you rolled hips for more friction.

 Soon, Hux could feel how your inner walls clenched around his fingers and your glistening juices started to flow out of your core, covering his fingertips.

 "Now, you see? It wasn't so hard, love," Hux grinned and sat up, licking his fingers clean. "On your belly, ass up," Armitage ordered and got up from bed to remove his boxers.

 Blush hit your cheeks out of sudden, you wasn't expecting this of him.

 Armitage was a type of a man who loved to be in charge and you'd do whatever it takes to make your man happy.

 You rolled on your belly and stack your butt up for him, shaking it a little.

"Fuck me, general. I was dreaming about you for entire fucking day!," You encouraged as you grabbed his pillow to rest your breasts and head on it.

 Armitage looked at you, lighting up a cigarette. He smacked your ass and released a cloud of smoke through his nose.

"I don't know, you were a real brat today, love," he muttered, yet his hand traveled to his cock to stroke himself as he watched your naked body.

 You rolled on our back and grimaced angrily as your glance slipped to his unleashed cock. Licking your lips you glared up at man.

"General, your day was tough, so let your deputy help you relax properly. Shall I remind you how tight and wet this pussy is, and all this just for you?," You rolled on your belly again, shaking your butt again.

 "Still, you were a fucking brat," man muttered before finishing his cigarette. Armitage joined you on the bed then. "And I hate when people disobey, Y/N."

Hux grabbed your hips and suddenly pushed his hard cock deep inside of you, he started with a brutal pace, giving you zero time to adjust to him.

 You thanked Force that you were laying on his soft pillow that muffled the loud scream which escaped your lips.

 It was delicious feeling, burning pain mixed with raging desire. Your pussy indeed was still tight, even after all those nights you had spent with Hux in his chamber.

 Hux grabbed your hair to pull your head back.

"Oh no, you are so smart and brave, so you will let the whole place hear you," Armitage ordered wrapping your hair tightly around his fist to make your head stay in the place.

Hux didn't slow down even a little.

"Come on, not so funny anyome, huh? Better move this pretty hand and rub yourself before I break your wrist."

 You licked your lips and moaned loudly. Hux's name rolled out of your lips few times before you licked two of your fingers. Your hand slipped between your parted thighs and you rubbed your clitoris viciously. Sensation was almost unbearable so you gasped with relief as you felt how wet you got for him.

"Just like this, oh fuck!," You grunted in high voice and these words were followed by another moan.

 Armitage growled, making sure to thrust as deep as it was only possible.

"Now be a good girl for fucking once and cum for me," he stated right into your ear, pulling on your hair even harder.

 You used all of your strength to get on your knees and roll your hips for him, allowing his shaft to penetrate your tight pussy as much as he wanted.

You reached one hand back to wrap it around general's neck, and other grabbed his hand that was placed on your hip and moved it right between your thighs.

 General smiled and kissed your arm.

Not so long after his moves became sloppy and man slowed his pace down just a little.

Meantime, his fingers were rubbing over your swollen clitoris as he started to kissing your neck in attempt of searching over your pulse point.

"You see what you're doing to me, now I am going to fill you up, love," he growled loudly and did as he said. His hips stuttered and man filled you up to the brim with his warm, thick cum.

 You bit inside of your cheek as you felt his full lips brushing over your heated skin.

 Loud scream mixed with moan left your parted lips as you rolled head back, resting it over his chest.

 When you felt how his cock started throbbing, almost in the same time your pussy started to clench spasmodically, rhythmically, triggering his cum. As soon as he shot his load in your heated core, your release overwhelmed your body and you trembled all over your features as your cums mixed within your pussy.

"Oh, Gosh," you mumbled with shaking voice.

 Hux chuckled and kissed your cheek.

"You see? For once you were indeed a good girl," man praised and sighed, slowly pulling his flopped cock out of you. Rubbing his face, Hux lied down.

 You gasped sadly at the emptiness in your still heated core and quickly joined him, placing your head on his chest, kissing wherever you could reach.

 Hux sighed softly and looked at the ceiling, his hand gently played with your hair to massage your scalp after pulling on your hair. He didn't say a word, after some time of calmness the dark thoughts returned back to him.

 "Have you ever thought about let go of all this?," You whispered, enjoying his touch. "I wish we could just... Escape."

 Armitage only shook his head.

"This is a ridiculous idea, Y/N. Time to sleep," he said and looked at you. "There is no escape."

 You frowned at his words and tilted head to look him in the eyes. "What do you mean, no escape? It's easier than you think. And it's what we should have done months ago," you said.

 He chuckled.

"If it was so simple then why have I spent my whole life on here, being buried in this shit? Huh?," Hux snapped. "If it would be so easy I would have left earlier."

 He was right partially and you knew it deep inside yet didn't want to admit it.

Placing head back on his bare chest, you listened to his heartbeat for a while.

"I won't die here...," You whispered as cold shiver ran down your spine.

 He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and kissed your forehead.

"You won't die, I will make sure to pull you out of here before they realize I am the spy," Hux whispered, rubbing your arm.

 You listened to him trying your best to calm yourself down.

"I am not going anywhere without you, Armitage," you stated firmly and sat up, covering yourself with his dating sheets. "You think I'll leave you for certain death? Never," you growled deeply, your hands clenched into fists. "I wouldn't be as brave as you are to spy First Order for Resistance. You're doing a good thing," you placed your palm on his shoulder and stroked him there. "If rumours are real and Palpatine is alive... He'll kill everyone as soon as he won't need us to fulfill his homicidal plan anymore. So none of us will walk out of this alive in the end..."

 "You are more important than I am, Y/N! Do you like it or not, I'll make sure that you are gone from here before storm will come!," He snapped at you loudly.

"And sadly rumors are true, Y/N," Armitage added.

 His tone brought tears into your eyes.

"I'm not going anywhere without the only person that keeps me alive through all that madness," you said openly as you got up from his bed and started dressing up. "If they'll find out about you, they'll kill you without blink of an eye, especially Ren or Pryde. And I won't be looking at this idly by."

 "You don't have to leave," Hux said like he wouldn't listen to the words you just said, his eyes never left your body. "Stay here tonight."

 "Did you listen to me?," You asked seriously and looked at him as you buttoned your shirt. "I'm not going to sit here, doing nothing, wasting time that we are already lacking," you told him and walked back to his bed to sit on the edge. "Please. Let's run away together. Before they'll realize what happened, we'll be safe at Resistance hideout."

 "Did you listen to me?," Hux asked you the same question, looking into your eyes. "There is no hope, if you want then run. For me there is no hope left."

 "Why are you like this? Why are you giving up so easily?!," You raised your voice as tears rolled down your cheeks.

 "I am not giving up, love. I am a realist, whatever will happen to me, it's already written somewhere above. Running away from it won't change anything," he shrugged.

 You didn't comment on his words, instead you got up and walked to the door. "I'm going to find access key to one of the Fighters," you informed him. "I'm not going to let them catch you."

 Millicent who was laying on the floor under general's bed got up and lazily stretched her back. Purring loudly she walked to you and rubbed herself against your legs once again.

 Armitage sighed deeply and said nothing, shaking his head gently.

 You gently pushed cat aside, then you left his chamber.

 Armitage watched you leaving his room.

He never wanted to make you cry, this never was his plan. All he has wanted was to make sure you were safe and happy, with or without him.

 Armitage knew that there was no hope for him and the fact you didn't accept it made him angry.

 "Fucking cunt!," He roared and pushed few books that were placed in his desk aside so they fell on the floor with rumble.

 Hux demolished his whole room, throwing and breaking every possible thing.

 Finally, when the anger vanished almost fully, he sank down to his knees watching the whole mess he made.

 Millicent who hid under his bed, joined him when he calmed down. Orange kitten simply meowed and patted Hux's leg with her little paw.

 General sat on the floor and took cat on his lap, he rubbed her under chin.

"What have I done, Millie? Why did I let her go? She's too young, too innocent...," Armitage whispered feeling like his heart was pounding hardly inside his chest.

 Cat looked up at him with its big eyes and meowed again like she would be judging his passivity but soon cat closed its eyes and rolled in a ball on his owner's lap.

 Hux let out a sigh and rubbed his temple.

I'll talk to her at morning, he promised to himself.

And we'll create a plan. Who's the meanest dick in the galaxy after all?! And I won't let Ren win.

Ever.

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— SENSORY DEPRIVATION with QIMIR/THE STRANGER

wc: 1,328 | content: sexual descriptions of the force (??), fingering, might be bad idk i was drunk writing most of this

❛❛put it on.” he didn’t hold the mask out to you, or drag you to where it sat on the table and force it on. just gave you a command.

“what will you do if i don’t?”

“nothing at all.”

his careless response frustrated you. you wanted him to give you a reason why, something you could use as an excuse for why you wanted to put it on, even before he said anything. and he gave you nothing. he only watched you.

he watched you as you fruitlessly searched for a way out of this and gave up far too quickly. he watched you as you slowly moved towards the table, as you sat face to face with his mask. as your fingertips reached out to touch the cool metal, the entirety of your palm flattening against it shortly after. you could feel something tugging at you, and you looked at him.

“put it on,” he repeated softly. you waited for a moment, and you did.

now, you let the darkness envelop you, take over your mind. you’re wearing the mask that he wore when he killed your friends. when he nearly killed you. and now you know— the whole time, he saw nothing.

all you can hear is your own heavy breathing. was this how he felt when he cut them down? when he made you think he was saving you for last as he tossed you aside with a flick of his hand?

“how does it feel?” he sounds far away and directly in your ear at the same time.

you see flashes, lightsabers clashing, your friends dying—

“this was a mistake.” your hands grip the sides of the helmet, but before you can lift it off, his own hands cover yours.

“clear your mind. breathe.” his thumbs brush your knuckles. “it’s overwhelming, i know.”

you let out a shaky breath. “you don’t see anything.”

“no,” he says, moving his hands to your shoulders. “and that allows my other senses to be heightened.”

you focus on his voice, on the feeling of his palms warming your skin. “and you prefer it that way?”

“it’s better this way. just you… and the force…” he pauses, runs a finger along your collarbone. “and whatever else you… allow yourself to feel.”

his name is loud in your ears when you say it. “would you show me?”

instead of responding, his touch leaves you. with your hands dropped to your sides, you’re left completely vulnerable to him with his mask obscuring your vision. but you can hear him, his breathing, the shift of his weight, the steps he takes to get closer to you. his hand cutting through the air between the two of you to slide up your top and flatten against the plane of your stomach.

“feels different, doesn’t it?” he hums.

“yes,” you breathe.

it’s like you can sense every atom that makes him up, the force flowing through him in a way you’ve never been able to feel, not even within yourself. your hand covers his underneath your top. the power hums, pulses, fills you with the insatiable urge for more.

“feels good.”

it’s not a question. you nod in response all the same.

“i know,” he whispers. “i know it does.”

his hand begins to slips lower, and you let it. your breathing hasn’t calmed, but you don’t hear it anymore, just the hum of the force as he uses it to undo your pants and allow himself access to the part of yourself that you haven’t explored.

your years of jedi training are screaming at you from outside the barrier of cortosis around your head, telling you to stop this, to take the mask off, hurtle it at him to catch him off guard, because this is an attack, he’s attacking your very being and this merits retaliation—

and you ignore it, refuse to let it distract you from qimir’s breath on your chest, his hand cupping the heat between your thighs.

“they would never let you feel this. not just this,” he punctuates the word with pressing a finger inside you, and you choke on air, jaw going slack, “but this power, this energy. this is how i felt you, on khofar.”

you gasp when he adds another finger, his movements more insistent as the force between the two of you thrums, building as you draw him closer.

“that’s how i knew it was you. the one i’ve been looking for. you’re different than the jedi. more powerful.” he laughs breathlessly when you grab the back of his head, dig your fingers into his hair. “come on, use your words.”

“so… so good,” you pant, torn between wanting to remove the mask to see his face, to see if he’s as affected by your touch as you are by his, kiss him, and wanting to never take it off so he can just continue to have his way with you.

though, you think he might have his way with you regardless. even worse, you think you’d let him.

“you’re such a good listener,” he praises, grinding his palm against you as his fingers thrust harder, more insistently. “you’ll make an excellent pupil.”

“n-no,” you stammer, unsure how you even manage to say it with his fingers inside of you and his lips teasingly dragging along the heated skin of your chest.

“no?” you hear him scoff, and can practically see the raised-brows look he’s giving you.

“you don’t—”

“understand?” he pulls the word right out of your mouth, pausing his movements and ignoring your cry of disappointment. “you can feel me. here, now, in the force. feel me, and try to tell me i don’t understand.”

you’re desperate, you realize as he slowly resumes pleasuring you. for him, for the release he’s brought you so close to, for answers as to why he is the way he is.

you reach out to that power in his body, feel the way it moves and slides and aligns with yours. it’s different, it has been for a long time now, but you feel its beginnings. it has the same ones as yours; was once a youngling at the jedi temple.

“it’s hard to walk away. but it’s easier when they don’t leave you anything to walk away from. you’re here. you’re with me. and i’m not going anywhere.” he says it like a promise, his tongue laving the skin of your neck like he can taste your need. “now give it to me.”

and even though he’s technically the one that didn’t leave you anything to walk away from, you believe him. you let it all go.

your doubt, your worry, your half-baked plans of escape, your distrust, your fear. it rushes out of you with your orgasm and you yank him into you, feel the hard plane of his chest against yours, rising and falling with his own labored breaths as he removes his fingers, leaving you shaking with sensitivity.

you fumble with the mask, pushing it off your head with a gasp when the light of the cave sears your eyes. you bury your face in his neck, the both of you letting his mask tumble to the ground as he returns your hold. you don’t know if he’s doing it because he wants to, or if he just knows it’s what you need from him. your jedi master never held you. never gave you the connection that you craved. qimir has given you that and more.

“i want you to teach me,” you whisper, letting yourself melt into the comfort of his arms. “teach me everything.”

he pets the back of your head, strokes your hair. “this was your first lesson, my acolyte.”

you need to know every facet of him, every bit of wisdom he’s gained, no matter how long it takes. you won’t grapple for excuses. you won’t think twice.

you will only ever do what your master wants.

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Fortune has heard me ! I finally have time for myself, time to write... THANK FORTUNE COOKIE ! YOU HAVE HELPED ME A LOT ! So, so, so much plots are popping up out of my mind ! Feel free to ask me anything ! I’m used to write about villains. Requests are open :D

Missing Brothers

     Rex pulled the hood further over his face no one could know he was here. He looked around and ducked into a crowd of people before ducking into another alley way. Why had Ashoka decided to bring him here? Didn’t she know how dangerous it was? Rex let out a sigh and signaled a cab. When he finally got the attention of one he slipped into the back and gave the Rodan in the front seat an address. The  Rodian gave him a weird look. 

    “Why would you want to go there? It’s been abandoned for a while now?” Rex didn’t say anything. He was too deep in thought to answer and the Rodian just shrugged his shoulders and took off toward the destination. As soon as they arrived Rex’s head shot up and he scrambled out of the taxi and threw several credits at the man. 

Rex stood in a trance like state staring at the building. The building that had once held so many of his brothers. Once a place of joy and happiness for his brothers. Where they would go when they came home to give them a place to relax and forget the war and all they had to do. He walked towards the old bar, thinking of all he had lost. 

Rex pushed his way through the door of 79’s. And stopped to look around. It was different than he remembered. There were chairs and  tables strewn all over the place. Glass shattered on the floor, chairs shattered. Darkness had overtaken the once light bar. Cobwebs in the corner and dust on every surface. The quiet was almost deafening to him. The silence louder than any music. 

Letting out a sigh the soldier began to walk around. His first stop was the stage. He looked at the poles where dancers once danced. He let out a small laugh as he remembered how his brothers would talk about hoping to get lucky with one of the dancers. How that would be the highlight of the day if they got lucky. He could remember how gracefully the dancers would move.

     He moved on. His next spot was the dance floor. He walked to the middle and stood just remembering all the times he watched his brothers dance and goof off. And occasionally being dragged into dancing himself. That's when he noticed it. The dent in the floor. He remembered how that got there. It had been Fives and Hardcase’s fault. They had been goofing off and accidentally shot the floor with one of Fives’ guns. He had given them a VERY long lecture after that. He let out a laugh, and unbeknownst to him a tear slipped down his cheek.

    He forced himself to move on to the bar. As he walked he pulled his finger down the bar and stopped at one spot in particular. It was a little over half way down the bar. It was Cody’s favorite spot. He loved to be right in the middle of things. Rex looked down at that spot and  a million memories passed through his head at once. “What happened to you Cody? Are you still out there? Did you survive? Where are you now? I miss you.” Rex felt tears slip down his cheeks in long rivers. He was tired of running and tired of losing things. He missed the good old days where he could talk to his brothers. Where he could come home to them. Where he knew he would always be loved. 

    Rex walked on tears still streaking down his face to his final spot. A lonely booth at the back of the bar. The favorite of the 501st. He slipped into his favorite spot. He looked to his left and expected to see Fives and Hardcase laughing loudly and telling them a story. Then he looked to his right and expected to Kix quietly sipping his beer and laughing occasionally and Jesse on the other side of him just as loud as Fives and Hardcase. And then he looked across the table and expected to see Tup with a chair pulled up to the table. Rex let his head fall into his hands. The memories coming to him in waves. Memories of his brothers being happy, of them mourning, of them. He missed all of them. He missed his younger vod. More and more tears started to fall. He missed seeing the smiles they would get, he missed the sparkles in their eyes. 

     He hated how most died on the battlefield, unloved and uncared for. Left to rot in a place no one would care about. He didn’t know what was worse. The ones who he couldn’t have protected or the ones he could have. He could think of a million ways he could have saved Tup. He thought of a million ways he could have saved Echo, and another million for Fives. If he had only stopped Hardcase from going up in the fighters. If he had only found Fives first. If only he had forced Echo to leave with him. If only he had forced Tup to go to the medics when the headaches first started. If only he had grabbed Jesse. 

    He was a horrible older brother and he knew it. By now the tears were flowing freely down his face and his nose was running. If only he had been stronger, or faster, or smarter he could have saved them. Rex shot up and threw the table across the room. And stormed to the middle of the room and looked up. Then he had to do a double take. High up on one wall there were a few words that would stick to the soldier forever. “Captain Rex is the best.”

    Rex dropped to his knees. He recognized the handwriting. It was Echos. He let out a scream. A scream for all his brothers he had lost, a scream for all that didn’t get the chance to be free, a scream for all he had let down. His face in his hands he began to sob. A sob he had been keeping in for years. Crying for his brothers who couldn’t cry anymore. He truly was shattered.