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WISH LIST

★ my dark au kink:
+ being captured by the first order and subjected to reconditioning
+ trying to turn him back with the power of gay love and friendship (and possibly failing)
+ he was always a first order tie fighter pilot instead of winter soldiered
+ poe and finn first order murder squad (dynamics if they were both stormtroopers? running away together?)
+ ^ part b: the fam that gets captured and reconditioned together… stays…together…
+ Interesting Dynamics with kylo and hux from dark aus


★ finn stuff
+ what will they do after the war? romantic vacations? homesteading? sending finn's spit to space 23andme?
+ infinite escape reimagining/aus, stormpilot escape room reigning champions

★ rey stuff
+ relationship of convenience because they're both In Denial
+ sith princess rey aus where he tries to save her and/or she turns him

★ kylo stuff
+ infinite interrogating/torture room reimagining/aus
+ ^ part b: stockholm syndrome?
+ We Need to Talk about Leia


★ general
+ honestly anything regarding leia (esp processing grief post-tros)
+ talking about his sketchy spice runner past (possibly playing things taking place during that time in his life?)
+ ^ same for things taking place during academy/new republic tbh
+ i love aus. modern aus, vampire aus, a/b/o aus, let's au the entire world
+ i prefer m/m for poe but am good with most ships

kinks if ya nasty

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[followhim]

[ if aftercare is crack, he is more than happy to provide; there's nothing better than seeing and feeling rey curl up against him, blissfully content. he'd do anything for her. murdering kylo ren in cold blood aside, he'd travel to the end of the galaxy just to get her a single cheeto. not even a whole bag. just a single cheeto. he presses his weight against her, trying to melt into her almost. ]

I told you, it's okay. [ all their conversations are probably going to be some variant of "thank you" and "it's okay" for the next ?? days and yet they won't have the brain cells available to feel any kind of way about it. ] I'm gonna take care of you. Whatever you want.

[umbraeternam]

[ It's genuinely interesting for her, going through the logs and seeing the truth, not simply the image that Poe liked to project even now, although Kylo imagined at this point such effort is mostly for himself. Distantly she understands, but she's long past the point where that understanding would bring forth sympathy or compassion. The universe had its chance and it chose to cast judgement, assuming the worst and creating a self-fulfilling prophecy.

No, there's no compassion from Kylo now. Not even when her mother is the subject of the pilot's logs. If anything it fuels her drive to crush what little remains of the Resistance.

Sometime in the early morning hours the following day she sends a couple troopers to bring Poe to her. A new location this time, one of the meeting rooms on the ship. Kylo's reclining in her seat at the head of the table, gaze on one of the windows along the far wall and her boots kicked up on the table, hoping for a little subconscious reminder with the latter. Her head turns when she hears them enter but she doesn't speak until the troopers have left the room. ]

I have a new game for you, Dameron.

[ Kylo gestures to a tablet on the table near where Poe stands. It displays information on two different star systems, the systems fairly comparable in nature but in different parts of the galaxy. One might appear more familiar to him though, given it's awful close to his home system. ]

I know how much you enjoy being able to make a choice, so I have one for you. See those two systems there? You get to decide which one of them is the next to get a visit from my fleet.

[followhim]

[ if the boots kick up any memories, he doesn't respond. it's all he can do to stay stock-still and act like wearing his clothes gave him some sense of still being completely himself. not something crumpled up and mangled.

he knows what she's doing. it's not out of nowhere. on some level, he might have even been expecting it. he tries to keep any alarm he might have been feeling bottled up while he roughly and quickly (a bit too quickly) presses his fingers to the star system farther from home. ]

There.

[ pointing out that he knew what she was doing felt like opening himself. exposing a weakness. so instead of saying anything, he limits the words leaving his mouth to "there."

(maybe later, when he got some more time to be left alone and speculate, he'd think about how quick he was to make that choice instead of, you know, maybe trying to plead neither.) ]

[umbraeternam]

Awful quick decision. Are you sure you don't want to consider the choice for a few minutes?

[ It's true, she had been fairly certain of which one he would choose in the end. She was more interested in how the choice came to be.

While Kylo shifts slightly in the chair, loosely lacing her fingers on her stomach, her boots stay on the table. She doesn't bother to glance at the tablet, knowing he pointed to the one further from his precious home. Watching him is always more enlightening. ]

Of course, there's always a third possibility. I admit I've always wanted to see the Great Temple for myself after hearing so much about it over the years. I'm sure it yet holds a few secrets the Rebels and the Empire didn't uncover.

[ Her expression doesn't change but she's watching his reaction closely. ]

[followhim]

[ at a loss, he spits out the first thing that could be remotely passable for an excuse: ]

No. A leader knows how to make quick decisions.

[ as she mentions the great temple, she can note that he tenses up, every inch of him coiled tight trying to protect whatever there is left for him to protect. there are so many things he'd been able to deal with, to live through, but he never imagined he would have to deal with kylo ren and by extension the first order coming after his home — he should have, of course. he just didn't. his hand slides off the tablet, but both stay pressed on the table. ]

There's nothing there. It was stripped dry years ago. There's no reason for anybody to go over there.

[ that is true, to his own knowledge. he'd be saying it even if it wasn't, though, obviously. ]

[umbraeternam]

[ She appears a little amused at his answer, a brow lifting, but lets it be, at least for now. He's right, it's quite plausible, although it also makes her want to point out he's not the leader of anything anymore. If she had a harem perhaps he could be the leader of that.

Feeling a fresh wave of tension in the air as well as noting the shift of his body, Kylo is quietly pleased. If he tried to be too blase about it she would only feel more encouraged to go straight for what he held close to his heart. For the time being at least she's more inclined to use his home as a manipulation tool, much as she'd used his droid. Though she also isn't lying; she has genuinely wanted to see the temple. As much as she might discard certain pieces of the past, there's something about a place genuinely ancient that is intriguing.

Her head tilts slightly, sensing the honesty in his words. True or not, it's true to him. ]

No reason? I think there's plenty of reason to visit a site several thousand years old. [ But, it's not the point of this. ] However that does remind me... I've heard a rumor about there being a Force tree tucked away somewhere on that moon. You wouldn't know anything about such rumors, would you Dameron?

[followhim]

[ if his body language wasn't giving him away before, his face is definitely giving him away now. there's some mixture of anger and anxiety stripped bare playing across it, forcing him to stare down at the table in an attempt to keep from being a completely open book.

she knew. she had to know. it was in his logs. he remembered telling bb-8 the story of how he accidentally singed the tree with farm equipment jury-rigged with podracer engines. it looks like any other tree, but that didn't seem likely of stopping her. ]

No, I wouldn't. Dunno anything about those rumors.

[ if he could tell the truth about that, maybe it would cover up that he didn't need the rumors to know that it was there. it was a stupid play, especially considering his shaken expression, but he doesn't have much other defense against a force user. ]

[umbraeternam]

Mm, of course you don't. [ Her tone doesn't sound remotely convinced. Not because of his effort but because his suspicions are right; she does know, and this is her way of letting him know that she does. That whatever he thinks is secret is becoming progressively not. Between his logs and his own mind, Kylo's certain she'll know him better than anyone else ever has.

After several moments of tense silence she shrugs a shoulder, as if it doesn't matter to her either way whether there's truth to the rumors. ] Ah well, something to investigate another time.

Do be a dear and bring me the tablet so I can see which system we'll be traveling to. I have a meeting shortly to pass on my orders for the day and I know the troops are just itching for some action. [ She could easily get it herself but where would the fun be in that? ]

[followhim]

[ her letting the subject go, surprisingly, does not leave him feeling any better about the entire situation. maybe it's worse. worse in the sense that he's almost certain she does know, and now she's just toying with him. ]

Is the Force broken?

[ the idea of telling her to get it herself is quelled by the threat she's carefully crafted here. even mouthing off is probably going to earn him a punishment one way or another, but the jab that he gives in the process of handing it over to her comes out before he can stop himself. ]

[umbraeternam]

I'm sure you wish it was. [ As he hands the tablet over she takes it, and then reaches to catch his wrist before he can put distance between them again. ] Ah ah, I'm going to keep you close for a little while. Meetings can get terribly boring and I might desire some entertainment. [ She says it purely in an effort to get under his skin and make him uncomfortable. Watching him metaphorically squirm brightens her mood.

Releasing his wrist, she points to the spot beside her chair. ] Kneel. You're not obedient enough yet to merit the privilege of standing while your superiors discuss business. [ Even if the thought of him forced to stand at attention behind her chair while she gave orders to attack the very system he chose is one that pleases her. Making him remain present will be suitable enough. Present and kept within reach, in case she feels like reminding him of just how not in control he is of what happens to him. ]

[followhim]

[ if making him uncomfortable was the desired effect, it completely worked. his face scrunches up, and he even tries to pull his wrist away for a moment.

the command to kneel is what really gets to him, though. continuing to treat him like some pet. the more he argues against it, the more she tries to enforce it. it was a lost cause to keep trying, he was sure, but not trying felt like watching more and more of himself slip away with resignation.

perhaps proving her point about obedience, he replies with a very decisive ]

I ain't doing that.

[forcevisions]

[ If we're being honest with ourselves, that's entirely true.

It is, however, broken up by Rose bringing them food and looking absolutely at a loss for what to do about the Finn thing. Unfortunately by that time neither of them are in a great place to chat through the serious issue of what the fuck are we gonna tell Finn. It's a fun new wave of heat time, and even with Rose standing there, Rey's keening like the omega in heat that she is and begging Poe to knot her.

Rose bails fast, getting the door shut so Rey's pleas don't echo up and down the hall.

It goes on like this for days. Literally. Let's be honest we don't need to go on and on with it. It's a lot of this. And by the end of it, Rey has stopped her conflicted whining about her alpha, her mate, and completely surrendered to those omega instincts. Which makes lucidity that much more of a bitch when she wakes up from one of her twenty minute comas with the fog piercing and Poe's knot deflated inside of her. ]

Poe. [ She groans, nudging his shoulder. Her mouth is dry. They're out of food and water. Every muscle in her body is like how about we just take three more days to recover after these three days of heat. Still she's jostling him awake too. ]

[umbraeternam]

[ Kylo gives him a look when he refuses to do as told. It's not entirely unexpected but it is just a touch annoying. Particularly when there's far more humiliating things she could order him to do. ]

Surely you realize I was giving you a chance to behave on your own terms.

[ There's some muffled sounds outside the room, a sign that the officers involved in the meeting are shortly to arrive. If he thought she was joking about either her actually having a meeting or making him stay then he was sorely mistaken. One side of her mouth curls up in a smirk as she looks at him, finally moving her feet off the table and taking a more proper position in her chair. ]

I said to kneel, Dameron. [ Her tone shifts with the words, calling on her power to make it an order. ] Kneel beside my chair like a good boy and remain quiet unless you're spoken to. Am I understood?

[followhim]

[ he realized it — he just didn't want to comply. it wasn't that he wanted her to force him around, either. he hated it. the venomous expression on his face as he kneels down speaks more than enough to that. but if he had no choice either way, maybe the option that required him to put up a fight meant a little more. ]

Yes.

[ he glances up at her to give the reply. the word tastes like gravel. once the sound of the officers actually registers to him, something in his stomach clenches. more than enough people aboard had seen his general state of existence since being taken prisoner. that should have made being debased for the millionth time easier — wore away at some of his pride, perhaps, but it didn't. hadn't. ]

[umbraeternam]

Much better. [ And yes, she reaches out to lightly run a hand over his hair, half because she wants to and half because she's certain he'll hate it. Perhaps today she wouldn't give him a choice in matters. See if afterward he thought being defiant when he could was still worth it.

As the officers file in there's a few glances -- and poorly-hidden snickering -- directed at Poe. By now many on the ship are aware of their leader's "pet" but seeing as she hasn't started dragging him around with her or otherwise having him out and about, it's still a surprise to a degree for him to be present for something like this. Unsurprisingly, Hux takes the most interest in Poe's presence, and seems the most smug about the pilot's situation. The general takes a seat on the other side of the table at least.

The usual sort of routine reports start the meeting off. Nothing particularly exciting. There's mention of a small uprising being squashed in the Mid Rim, a progress report on the new dreadnought being built to replace the one destroyed above D'Qar, details on a successful raid on one of the more sizeable rebel cells mentioned in data taken from BB-8. Kylo spares a glance down at Poe when that subject comes up, though she otherwise practically ignores that he's there.

When it's time to discuss their next target, the system she brings up is the one Poe chose and not the one closer to his home or Yavin itself. He didn't make a fuss about having to make a decision and so she was content with going along with it.

As the meeting progresses things take a little turn when the topic of discussion shifts to how talks are progressing with the Hutt Cartel. Allies aren't a priority for the First Order, but some entities were easier to deal with by striking some kind of terms than insisting on attacking anyone and everyone. (A fact she had to practically beat into Hux but he accepted her strategy, eventually.) Besides, as the Cartel formerly had an arrangement with the Empire, it only seemed logical to seek similar means. The Hutts might not have as much influence as they once held but Hutt Space was still sizeable and it would be more convenient if the Order could travel through it freely. However, talks had been progressing quite slowly.

At mention of the council leader having sent a holo over Kylo becomes curious. Doubly so when the officer giving the report turns hesitant and glances at a few of the others who were already privy to the recording's contents. Their reason for concern quickly becomes clear when the holo is played. In it, the Hutt expresses doubts about the Order's current leader, going so far as to imply, in somewhat crude terms, that they would rather deal with Kylo in the same manner they dealt with her mother. It would seem that, unsurprisingly, the holo Kylo sent to the Resistance -- or at least the part where she revealed her parentage -- was making its rounds.

There's not an immediate response from Kylo. At least not a verbal one. Any sense of her relaxing or otherwise being at ease is gone now, replaced with tension and darkened eyes, her jaw set and one hand clenched on the armrest of her chair. ]

What assets do we have in the area? [ A thread of barely contained anger backs her words. ]

"A destroyer and a few accompanying ships, my lord."

Tell them to make ready.

[followhim]

[ even though he feels thoroughly humiliated, he tries not to let it show in his expression. it helps that he keeps his gaze towards the ground for the most part. he doesn't have to acknowledge first order officers mocking him if he isn't looking at them. that had to be how that worked, somehow.

poe stays still with head bowed through the briefing on the raid. knowing that the resistance had suffered a blow like that because of information they'd taken from him, from his droid, made bile rise up in his throat. he knows she's probably looking at him, which makes him all the more resolute to not look back.

at least she hadn't tried to bait and switch him about the system near yavin. it was some small relief. he lets a slow exhale out.

he only looks up, finally, when the holo that sets kylo on the warpath plays. he has a distinct feeling of not wanting to be in this room anymore, yet being stuck. they're just trying to bait her, and she's taking it. he wants to say something, but doesn't.

(he also doesn't want to say that the hutt cartel had been tenuously loaning ships and supplies out to the resistance — something recent enough to have been unincluded on the logs. it wasn't ideal, but they had so few allies anymore. it really was a matter of scraping up the dregs.)

so he glances up with a pinched expression and then glances away. ]

[umbraeternam]

[ As a couple of the officers confer, checking on exactly what they have stationed in that part of the galaxy, Kylo senses a shift. Subtle, but there. Her anger is distracting enough that it takes a moment for her to realize where she felt it from.

Turning her head, her narrowed eyes focus on Poe, not having caught his glance. ]

Do you have something to add, Dameron?

[ The room quiets but her attention doesn't shift from him. ]

[followhim]

[ everything inside him freezes. not only does he stop moving, but his blood runs cold. he shouldn't have thought about it. he should have completely cleared his mind somehow. there was some version of training for that, to resist interrogation. he just hadn't expected this. ]

No.

[ his eyes stay fixed on the ground as he bites at the inside of his cheek. he knew there was almost no chance of her leaving it alone, but he still wanted to hope. ]

[umbraeternam]

I think you do. [ She tilts her head as she regards him, noting just how still he is. That part isn't peculiar at least; he's far from the first to not want to be remotely near her when her temper flares, to want to do whatever they can to avoid her attention.

Kylo reaches out to grab a handful of his hair and pulls his head back so she can better see his face. Her eyes run over his features searching for clues about what it is he isn't saying. ]

You reacted to the holo. Why? [ Her eyes narrow a touch more as she stares down at him. ] Don't test my patience.

[followhim]

[ just what he didn't want: her making a scene with him in front of everyone. he glares back, once his head is pulled and he's forced to look at her — then the attitude shifts. ]

They shouldn't've talked about you like that. It's unsavory. But Hutts are like that, I guess.

[ here he is, poe dameron in the clutch with a han solo-esque bullshit excuse. ]

[umbraeternam]

[ Kylo stares at him a few moments longer but ultimately seems satisfied, given she releases her hold on him shortly thereafter. Truthfully she didn't expect him to lie, although she hadn't explicitly commanded him not to. And considering she hadn't been paying enough attention to him specifically to pick up his precise emotions at the time, she could only go off these current moments, albeit filtered through the lens of her negative mood. ]

No, they shouldn't have, and they will pay for doing so.

[ Hand returning to her chair, her attention shifts back to her officers and they fall back into discussing options. Well, if trying to propose suggestions that won't make the Hutts completely unwilling to deal with them while yet addressing Kylo's desire to inflict violence could be called 'discussing'. ]

[followhim]

[ as she releases him and he sinks back down, his gaze goes back to the ground, this time to hide the confusion and disbelief that comes to him in waves??? he didn't expect to actually get away with that, but he did. maybe she was just that angry about the things they'd said.

he can now add this to the very, very short list of things that have actually worked out in his favor since being taken prisoner.

he quickly tries to clamp his emotions down. let everything wash away. stay calm. getting away with lying to kylo ren's face wasn't going to pan out if he started immediately radiating relief vibes.

while sitting there listening trying to be cool, he also notes that kylo is more of a loose cannon than he'd previously thought. is it useful information to him right now? not really. but it's one more piece of useful information than what he'd had before. ]

[umbraeternam]

[ It takes a little longer but a plan is finally settled on to attack a small system on the edge of Hutt Space deemed mildly valuable -- enough that it's loss would be noted but not so valuable as to feel like an outright assault on the territory. Even if Kylo isn't thinking at the moment about the long-term, her generals are. Later they'll be rewarded for it, once her temper has settled.

Anything else left to be discussed will have to be tended to at a later date, when the Order's leader isn't silently seething. Not that there had been much left that needed to be addressed; someone clearly foresaw the meeting potentially getting derailed.

She dismisses the officers and as they file out significantly quieter than when they entered barely any attention is paid to Poe. Soon enough the two of them are alone again, Kylo having sank back against her chair with the tablet in hand, staring intently at information on where her forces will be attacking in the coming days. In her anger she has half a mind to take part herself. A little bloodshed and murder could do wonders for her mood at times.

If there was any illusion about her seeming to calm, it's broken when the tablet loudly cracks from her gripping it so tightly and she flings it across the room to shatter against the wall. ]

[followhim]

[ now that everyone's gone and he's trapped with kylo ren who is currently not playing with a full sabacc deck, he's going to go back to being his usual self. or at least, putting up the appearance of it. ]

So, uh... can I stand up now? I'm gonna stand up now.

[ true to his word, his stands up. he's very eager to stand up, so that he can put some space between her and himself. he doesn't expect to be able to leave the room; he's just hoping to be a little farther away from the line of fire. ]

[umbraeternam]

[ The movement more than his words draws her attention and she reaches out through the Force to keep him from moving too far. ]

I don't recall giving you permission to go anywhere. [ Her eyes narrow at him and she stands herself, pushing the chair away from her harder than necessary but it just barely keeps from falling over. Stepping around to stand in front of him, her gaze searches his features for a moment. ] In a hurry to go back to your room? To run away?

[ She makes another gesture, releasing him, and her expression turns challenging. ] Go on, I dare you to. Run away like you're just another scared rat that makes up the Resistance.