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[vaderstan]

Ben Solo
Kylo Ren

The protein shakes, where are they?

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GENERAL PROMPTS

Redemption arc: Kylo leaving the First Order. Due to either slow burn reasons (Figuring out holy shit I don't want this) or Immediate Issues That Need Solving (Rey's kidnapped, Hux turns on him, etcetc)

Re-adjusting to life in the light/in the Resistance. Whether it goes smoothly or Rough is up to the situation

Early First Order Days. Especially when Snoke was breaking his Ben Solo identity

Ben Solo Pre-First Order

Ben Solo as the most obnoxious Resistance Member idek

Jedi Hippie camp with Luke

BEN AND HIS FAMILY

👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

Becoming king of Porgs and other cute creatures and he doesn't understand why

Becoming his father's son

Also being just like his mother

AND ALSO BEING JUST LIKE LUKE

Rey convinces Kylo to come with her and join the Resistance. The resulting tension and rebuilding of trust in him... As well as Jedi training with her

Interactions with his mother, whether it be from the above scenario, or even reaching out through the force

Poe, Finn and the rest of the Resistance reacting to kylo switching sides. Poe hitting on Kylo and having to give him tons of dumb nicknames because Ren only wants his mom and Rey to call him ben

Kylo being a weird Scary Older Brother to the entire Resistance.

Kylo and Anakin. KYLO AND KENOBI

Discussions/threads with Han Luke and Leia- discussion forgiveness and mistakes

Rebuilding the Jedi Order

Post War Threads

Kylo Ren disappears mysteriously from the war after major internal strife causes the downfall of the First Order. Someone comes across Ben Solo in hiding years later

Kylo on Jakku complaining its hot as balls. Look. I don't know. I'm just saying it would be hilarious

Drunk texts are the best don't tell me otherwise

SHIPPY PROMPTS
SHIPS I AM DOWN FOR
Kylo/Rey hands down

If ur sittin there readin this going "Oh no but so many Reys are bugging them I don't wanna be annoying" I don't fucking care TAG ME

Hand touching

I love you. I know.

Forcebond shenanigans. Kylo or Rey reaching out to touch the other while the other one is busy (GOOD SHIT. GOOD SHIT)

Rey getting seriously injured and separated from the Resistance. Her only option is to force time Kylo

Kylo finding Rey on Ahch'to and them fucking around under luke's nose (Forcebond in person who knows)SMUT HUT

FORCEFULLY GIVING REY A BIRTHDAY AND MAKING HER CELEBRATE IT

Snoke tries to kill kylo in front of rey and it doesn't go like he plans

REY IN A GODDAMN DRESS AND KYLO ACTUALLY NOT KNOWING HOW TO REACT AT ALL

CLEANING HER DUMB HOUSE

Forcebond dreaming shenanigans. Especially if Rey or Kylo are stuck in one anothers nightmares.

Rey finding out how bad Snoke really was.

Visiting Ahch'to together

Empress Rey

Empress Rey Working to secretly undermine the first order

Meeting before TFA/in different circumstances

Fighting/sexual tension/beating each other up. u kno

Just re-enact Pride and Prejudice with me

Either one suffering from insomnia and helping the other sleep

Public Sex

Weird DubCon Sex (Rey taking advantage of Kylo I'm freely admitting to my trash)

SHIPS I AM MAYBE ON
Kylo/Poe: I'm not of the fanon that Ben or Poe knew each other as kids. If you want to play that, talk with me first, we'll need to hash out details. If you wanna do hateship, that's fine too. Again. I'd like to be consulted first
Kylo/Hux: This is such a huge maybe it's almost a no. I am not down for fluffy Kylo/Hux. I don't think Kylo or Hux secretly love each other and that takes form in them wanting to murder each other when they walk into a room and see each other. I do not think Kylo wants anything to do with Hux's dick Ever. I only see this happening as Hux taking advantage of Kylo when he's emotionally compromised and unprotected without Snoke keeping Hux in line.
So Kylux is only a "cool lets do it" if you are willing to play out something unhealthy, toxic, with a huge dose of hate and manipulation. Kylo/ANYONE ELSE: Not against pretty much any other ship, but Kylo's a hard dude to ship with for. A lot of reasons. Talk with me first, and I'll see if we can work something out.

CHARACTERS/CROSSOVERS

I'm fine with every and any star wars characters. If you are doing something from the EU I request that you just have enough info in your profile so I know what your character's deal is

AU characters are fine. I'm not really into Gender Bent characters (sorry y'all), again-- I just need info in your profile about the AU (Unless it's discussed w me before hand)

I Herald from disney princess beginnings. Give me all your princesses I think this combo is fucking hilarious

Brienne of Tarth because i'm still laughing about it

God I will add more later. Really just tag me.

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YES

text messages, actionspam, lengthy brackets, prose.

ous/ au/ all us tbh

previous meme or psl continuations / sequels / c&ping a starter i never replied to.

EMOTIONALLY HEAVY BULLSHIT

FLUFF

contact me if i drop a tag you want picked up

Angst

redemption arcs

intense emotionally heavy threads

Smut

general

hurt comfort

Kylo or Rey getting injured

Kylo being a huge fucking brat.

if there's anything you're not sure about, ask!

NO

Rape.

Dull RP.

Taking this character WAY TOO SERIOUSLY.

Me doing the work of moving a scene along

rape/non-con. Especially with Kylo as the aggressor (This can be changed with prior discussion and prior threading)

scatophilia, emetophiloa, necrophilia.

gender/sexuality play.

degradation involving racism or ablism.

power-gaming and ooc dick-measuring contests.

AUs with no information

OCs with no information

Maybe

Dub con

torture

killing

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APPEARANCEINFOHERE

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Mental health

I know everyone and their mom with an armchair psychologist degree wants to diagnose Kylo Ren/Ben Solo with whatever mental illness checks all the boxes. I know Bipolar and Borderline personality disorder are two popular illnesses to cite when it comes to his mental health. Along with a healthy dose of citing him as a sociopath/psychopath. However, I'm not going to be using those illnesses/personality disorders in how I play Kylo. While they fit on paper, I don't believe "what's wrong with him" presents in the correct fashion in canon for any one of the above listed issues.

I believe Kylo Ren/Ben Solo is suffering from: Recurring Chronic Major Depression it could be passed down through their family given what we know of Anakin and what happened with Luke; Post Traumatic Stress Disorder From his force powers manifesting with him having little control over it as a kid, from being sent away to Luke after his mother couldn't handle him on her own anymore, from his father leaving one day and never coming back, from having a voice whispering in his head his entire life, from that voice being a predator who preyed on his weaknesses and molded him into what he wanted Ben to be, from Luke Skywalker holding a lightsaber above his head, from abuse after abuse from Snoke, and probably a Ton more. Abandonment issues stemming first from his parents (And quite probably friends he had who left for whatever reason, or bridges he burned on his own) and then just. The entire force tbh. And abandonment issues is where he gets his unchecked rage, he, in canon, is quite literally triggered into a rage whenever he confronts someone who he felt abandoned him, or when he feels rejected or left behind. Finally he is a victim of Brainwashing and indoctrination from Snoke. Snoke is a narcissist who was using Kylo as a means to an end, it's been stated and shown that he was ready to kill Kylo after the Last Jedi since he had become unbalanced and unpredictable. If you don't agree with what I am saying here (Which is fine :) ), then I suggest you don't play with me. I am fairly confident in this being the way I see and play Kylo.

I play him as having triggers. I won't get into the reasoning behind each one, but i'll specify the specifics which come to mind: Abandonment (Perceived or real), his family, loss of control (Physically, emotionally, mentally, through the force)

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I guess horatio rly is kylo ren then

[vaderstan]

[ Honestly, he's glad he came out if only to see the pure childlike wonder of her wandering around in the mud and puddles. And she is much better company than a group of tittering Lanai who are now probably losing their shit over the cum rag left crusty on the floor of the hut.

And I mean, he'd tell her that salt water probably Isn't a great place to get clean, but he knows better than to try and stop her.

Once she calls out to him, he shrugs minutely. ]

Where else would I go?

[ Common theme rn. Kylo is now truly just a floating satellite. No affiliation or allegiance beyond Rey. ]

i'm screaming at that mention of crusty cum rags

[purpose]

Your bed.

[ Despite her appreciation for his company, it's said like the most obvious option in the galaxy. Isn't it ??? She's fairly confident he had been sulking and bordering on an internal tantrum with his excessive groaning. Giving him a bemused look, she trains her focus on the path ahead of her, narrowly side-stepping sharp stones where the soil gradually becomes rockier as they near the shore.

After rounding a corner, she veers right and ducks her head, dipping into the first cavern she's encountered on the way. Water patters her on her way inside, a remnant of the previous night's storm. The caves have collected some of the water, as she'd expected, but the chill — now that she's out of the range of the Ahch-To's deceptively warm, clear sky — forces her to tug the blanket tighter around her shoulders.

Until she drops it unceremoniously on the cavern floor, at least, and prods a toe into the shallow basin. It isn't the warmest, admittedly, and it doubtlessly isn't the most sanitary — but, suffice it to say, Rey isn't one that places that much emphasis on hygiene. Furthermore, rinsing off their mixed fluids from where they've turned her skin tacky is a greater priority for her comfort. Without further ado, she slips into its depths and ignores the shiver that races through her spine at the lukewarm temperature. ]

The french mes are not pleased

[vaderstan]

[ Look that was mostly due to fish nuns who weren't gonna leave him alone and. hi Rey. He is your barnacle now. And--

Oh.

Oh okay that was. Oddly erotic???? Like sure he's certain nudity is common place and normal and not super sexual to her but he's just. Livin this life. And honestly. Despite his need to shower like. Twice a day. Right now he's not really tempted to bathe.

Firstly because this is gross unidentified water.

Second because he can watch Rey all he wants.

He'll step forward quietly and take his position at the edge of the water, folding up the blanket Rey dropped to the floor to sit on it while he stays wrapped in his. ]

I prefer your company.

are they ever pleased tho

[purpose]

My company isn't that interesting.

[ She drawls in the process of untangling her hair from its signature style. Courtesy of their vigorous activity the night before, the buns have become dilapidated and disheveled and snag on their ties as she fights them loose.

The sincerity in her reply, meanwhile, indicates that she's accepted it as truth. The Force has interfered to lead her onto a new path, toward a new purpose, but she continues to grapple with the concept that she's of worth. Important, interesting, someone that would snare his attention so strongly. She's no one, after all. Just another orphaned scavenger that had been abandoned and forgotten by the rest of the galaxy.

Unraveled, her hair curtains her shoulders and clings wetly to their slope as she ducks lower. Once the tip of her chin slips beneath the water, she pushes up on the balls of her toes to return to her feet and wades over to the edge of the pool. Water drips from her skin and trickles across the cavern floor as she grips at its edge, though she doesn't soak him with it. ]

That sounds like an excuse.

[ She continues her earlier thought, looking at him pointedly. Yes, she had noticed that flare of interest while he had been watching her disrobe and step into her makeshift bath, and a smug smirk begins to curve at her lips like she's caught him in the act. Actual voyeur Ben Solo.]

Never.

[vaderstan]

[ Excuse me-- were you saying something Rey? He was distracted by watching you because he's fucking enraptured and in love and a complete dumbass. Whoops. You're never no one when someone is absolutely head over heels for you after all.

But beyond my exaggerations. He was paying attention. Somewhat. I mean, memorizing how her hair slicks against the column of her neck is. Top priority Important business. ]

The view is a bonus. [ There's an upward curve in that perpetual frown. Let's just hope he's chasing away any anxieties she had over him not being into her body, okay? ]

Would you prefer I leave?

[purpose]

No.

[ It comes out too quickly, overeager. No. She's spent too long alone to yearn for solitude again. More than that, she doesn't want to give him reason to believe he's unwanted, to eliminate that smile she's so rarely granted. Warmth blossoms behind her sternum when her gaze roams toward his mouth, drinking it in, selfishly grateful it's hers and hers alone.

Unconsciously mirroring him, her expression scrunches with her mirthful mood. Unlike his, her grin is wider, mischievous, lighting up her eyes and tinging her cheeks with a pink glow. His praise is to blame, basking in his appreciation until she's flushed with it. ]

Just a bonus?

[ She prompts, knowing she'll never tire of his open admiration. Her arms cross over the tiny ledge separating the cavern floor from its water pit, pulling her upper half slightly out of the water. ]

[vaderstan]

[ Rey that is an illegal move you are playing. That is a completely illegal move. You are unfair and need to go back into that water this instant.

Good thing Kylo's got a good poker face. She should know how he feels by now so he's not sweating his reactions too much.

Well... You know, beyond the way his eyes skirt down the line of her body very quickly. ]

Better than being chastised while I'm trying to sleep.

[purpose]

[ Listen, all is fair in love and war. Especially when her counterpart is too skilled at remaining impassive. If not for the constant reassurance that their attraction is mutual, it would be off-putting.

But, as it stands, she can see through the mask. Her gaze is trained too closely on his to miss the drag of his eyes over the length of her body, short-lived and subtle as it is. Why he's so conspicuous about it, however, does elude her. ]

You can look. [ In case it's permission he's waiting for, an invitation, rather than being left to feel like he's perversely intruding on her. The set of her mouth thins into a neutral line, suddenly serious. ] I want you to look.

[ If anyone is the dirty pervert in this situation, it's her, but there's something intoxicating in knowing he finds her desirable. ]

[vaderstan]

[ BECAUSE HE FEELS ITS RUDE TO GAWP AT HER OKAY. Kylo ren is a murdering asshole, but he's not about to just be a super ~ perv ~ and lustfully gaze at ur body for like ten minutes straight.


Like not until she. Asks for it I guess. Which it feels awkward for him to be commanded to watch her, but he'll let his eyes wander. ] I didn't want to be presumptuous.

[ He loves them cute tiny titties tons okay Rey? ]

[purpose]

[ Good-naturedly, she scoffs. ]

You didn't seem to mind being presumptuous — [ His words, and not her own. The quotation marks around them are audible. ] — about watching me last night.

[ Whether she's referring to when her cunt was shoved full of her fingers or his gawking at her tits through the transparent fabric is anyone's guess. Her lips quirk, impishly curved. Like the cat who ate the canary, really. To Rey, it seems doubtful he'll be embarrassed by that accusation; still, she's made a valiant attempt.

Despite what she's said, she stretches further out of the water without shame, back arcing. Some of the water displaces itself with her movements, but she pays it no mind as she blatantly places herself on display for him. It feels a little awkward — she assumes she must look inelegant and inexperienced, the very opposite of seductive, but he seems to be enjoying it. That's what matters most. ]

What do you want to see?

[ Is that a weird question ??? She hopes not. Whatever, it's already out of her mouth. ]

[vaderstan]

[ A ghost of a smile as he pulls the blankets around himself more tightly. He was trying Not to look last night Rey OKAY DID YOU SEE HIM PAINFULLY GIVING YOU SPACE???

But you know. All is forgiven when she curves her body like that. Skin and muscles stretched tight across the structure of her skeleton. Oh yeah. There's male gaze here and



That's the dumbest question Rey. Come on. ]

All of you.

[ All the time every day. Period. ]

[purpose]

[ Now that she knows the reasoning behind his skittish behavior and tiptoeing, it's — nearly endearing. But she's shelved her memories of the previous night quickly enough to focus on the present, blinking back at him with anticipatory, expectant eyes while she waits for an answer. Any answer.

— Though the one he provides does, arguably, give her minimal guidance depending on how she chooses to interpret that wish of his. All the same, she can work with it, even if she wants to insist he's already seen all of her. It doesn't quite occur to her that just standing there, perfectly on view, might be invigorating.

She deliberates for a moment longer, chewing on her lip, before she nods like she's reaffirming the decision for herself. Gripping onto the edge, she hefts herself out of the water, just barely managing to avoid splashing it onto the blankets he's gathered. The cold tightens her skin with gooseflesh as she drips wetly, water cascading off of her to patter against the cave floor, but she doesn't band an arm over her chest like she wants to.

Still, she feels like she was right to feel that this would be the opposite of alluring, considering she doesn't know what to do with herself. Where to put her arms, how to stand. There's not much to watch beyond the rise and fall of her chest, or the way she shifts her leg from one to the other. She's certain this can't possibly be what he meant. If only this came with an instruction manual. ]

I don't think this counts as watching.

[ But ??? She stands there, regardless, waiting for something. Anything. ]

[vaderstan]

[ He kinda... realizes his mistake as soon as she steps from the water. He had meant like. Metaphorically.

But you know.

He's admiring this as well.

But he won't allow her to just stand there confused for long, an idea strikes him as he pulls at the blanket. Suddenly he sweeps it off of his shoulders and throws it to her. ]

Towel off. [ He says. Fully aware Rey probably won't know how to towel off sexily tbh. ]

[purpose]

[ What is a metaphor and can she eat it.

On that note, he's completely right in assuming she has little grasp on provocatively toweling herself dry. In fact, the thought doesn't flicker across her mind even once. If anything, the confusion sets more deeply into the lines of her expression as she tugs at the corner of the blanket he's presenting her.

Rather than interpret it as a request, she assumes it's meant to be an act of concern.

As expected, there's nothing remotely sexual or teasing to it. She dries off quickly, perfunctorily, starting by roughly squeezing the ends of her hair and then rubbing the coarse fabric over her midsection. After she wipes off her face, it ends there; she doesn't bend to wipe down at her legs or her feet, beads of moisture still clinging there, and proceeds to try to offer the blanket back to him. ]

[vaderstan]

[ He's not gonna laugh but--

By god THIS IS WHY HE LOVES HER.

Don't him, he'll stand up as she offers the blanket back to him and make his way over to her. The blanket is in his hands now, but instead of walking away he'll press one hand to her shoulder, rubbing the cloth over it gently. ] I meant more like this.

[ His free hand sneaks around her waist and urges her to turn away from him, if she complies he'll shift the hand holding the blanket so he's dabbing at her shoulders from behind. But only staying there for a moment before he shifts his focus, specifically to running across a breast slowly.

Come on. Sexy drying off Rey. ]

[purpose]

[ She rotates for him until her back is in clear view and shifts restively, trying futilely to sneak questioning glances over her shoulder at him. Whatever message he means to convey, to demonstrate, it's lost in translation. This isn't practical. The very opposite of practical, truthfully.

Regardless, she takes it to be well-meaning on his part. A show of care, and the doting nature of it is all that keeps her at bay when the cloth skims over her breast. That caress strikes her as affection that's too non-sexual to elicit any reaction save for her curiosity. ]

There's no difference.

[ Other than it being a slower, more methodical approach. And now she feels stupid for it, like she's somehow made a fool out of herself for assuming that all people dried off like she does. The only other viable explanation is that he's making fun of her, somehow, but she dismisses it. He's being too delicate with her for that to be the case. ]

[vaderstan]

[ My god Rey. You really were raised by trash. Probably wouldn't get the concept of a strip tease. But he's taking it in good humor. Leaning into her more if only to steal her heat. ]

Really? [ His hand then moves to cup her breast, then roll his fingers across the nipple. His other hand brushes across her abdomen gently. ] How would you like to see me towel off then?

[ Pinching at the pebbled nipple now. Maybe he's making a point or maybe Rey is just failing at the concept of this kinda foreplay. ]

[purpose]

Really.

[ And she sounds puzzled, incredulous, that he's questioning such an innocent, factual remark. What reason would she have to pretend? Her straightforward, brusque nature doesn't allow for much acting — if one discounts her tendency to lie to herself, to turn away from what she doesn't want to see.

This — lesson? display? Whatever it's meant to be, it doesn't fit into that category. She opens her mouth to question it further, but the firm pinch at her nipple elicits a squeak and a rush of heat that shoots straight between her thighs. Embarrassed, and disapproving of his distraction, she bats his hand away from her breast. She said see and watch and not touch, first and foremost; second of all, she's certain toying with her doesn't qualify as "toweling off". ]

I don't care about how you dry yourself off.

[ Despite his line of inquiry, it's an honest answer. The appeal of it completely escapes her comprehension. ]

[vaderstan]

[ Rey I am calling you out in this bracket rn ur the dumbest. For real. ]

You asked me what I wanted to see.

[ YOU WANT TO BE ALLURING BUT THEN YOU JUST FAILED



SO HARD.

I can't even write good bracket text rn. I'd just be yelling at you rey ]

[purpose]

[ She is. She truly is.

Ignorance aside, this toweling off kink is not her kink, no matter how he tries to frame it. She's coming to slowly accept that she'll never see the appeal, regardless of how strange he's making her feel for it. Defensively, she pries the blanket from his fingers to wrap it around herself. ]

Never mind.

[ Mission 'try to be seductive' is over and a massive failure that she's resigning herself to. ]

[vaderstan]

[ ---

Do you feel that avalanche of confusion and hurt??? Cause that's all coming from Kylo. Like he literally was sitting here just fine enjoying your company Rey and then Rey turned this into a sexual thing and asked him to make a request and then he did and tried to show her and she just


blew him off.



HE'S HONESTLY HURT BY THIS AND REALLY CONFUSED



CONGRATS REY. YOU FUCKED UP. ]

What did I do wrong?

[purpose]

I'm obviously doing something wrong.

[ If he's had to correct her, guide her through the steps and still find that she's incapable of grasping what he's asking. It isn't Ben himself that's the crux of the issue. That interpretation creases the bridge of her nose as she casts him a glance over her shoulder, blatantly puzzled by the nature of his question. ]

I can't do what you're asking.

[ In her misunderstanding, she's resigned herself to that fact and assumed he had as well. ]

takes thread and --

[vaderstan]

[ He's-- struggling. Trying to understand where the wires crossed and like-- He's the wrong one here. He's the one who is broken and messed up and needs to apologize. He's got a laundry list of issues and he's not sure how to address them when--


There's that tug again. That pull. It's so powerful it nearly takes him off of his feet.

He curses and stumbles towards Rey, needing her support until he catches his breath. His head is throbbing from it, his mother's never pulled at their connection that strongly and-- he realizes she must be piecing together that something very bad happened from the reports spilling in from the comms and what ever else is blasting through the waves. ]

I think the General wants to speak with you.

[ Like. SHe also probably wants to speak to him but-- there's just




a lot going on at this moment that's gonna make that conversation difficult. ]

everybody's No Good Very Bad Week

[purpose]

[ His pain is her own. The spillage between their minds crumples her expression with a wince, but she welcomes his weight against her until he can gain his bearings. ]

Yeah.

[ If not for the quiet of the cave she's discovered, it would be too soft to be heard. Her discouragement, still fresh, compounds with the sinking dread in her stomach to create an unpleasant cocktail of emotion. General Organa can't possibly be pleased if she's hammering at Ben's skull so persistently, so vehemently. ]

I should go speak with her.

[ Before she frets more. Before she is any more furious with Rey than she likely already is. Through the duration of her small journey back aboard the Falcon, her stomach churns with anxiety. So strong is it that she forgets she's wrapped only in a flimsy blanket — with her bare ass on Han Solo's chair and the intention to contact his wife after she has just finished failing to tempt his son.

Yikes. ]

General Organa? [ The comlink drones with silence, interspersed with faraway chatter. That's the only sign Rey needs to know their frequencies have connected. ] Ben said you've been trying to reach him.

[ 'I have,' Leia announces, strained, disapproving, and subtly uneasy in equal measure. 'General Hux is dead. Did you know this, Rey?' An expectant silence follows. She wets her dry lips, suddenly unsure of herself. She feels no regret from slaughtering Hux like the barbarian he was, but she knows it had fed the darkness curdling inside of her. Surely Leia can sense it, as well. ]

Yes. I killed him myself.

[ She waits for the disappointment, but it never comes.

'Well, I wish you would have informed me sooner,' Leia drawls. 'But you've done the galaxy a favor. The First Order is scrambling to elect its next ruler.' Here, she pauses, long enough that Rey wonders if the call dropped.

'And my son?' ]

He's still with me. I... [ She swallows. Ben had insisted she tell Leia, but she can't very well spring it on her from this far away, when communications can be intercepted. It's a paranoid thought, but better to be safe than sorry. ] Something's happened to him.

[ 'Wh —' Leia starts, but Rey cuts in. ]

I can't explain now. Our transmissions aren't secure. [ But her tone drops to something reassuring, softer. ] But he's safe. I won't let anything happen to him.

especially the LaNai. They are having the worst week.

[vaderstan]

[ He watches as she leaves. Giving her space to figure out her emotional... state. Her anxiety churns and-- he feels oddly calm. Dissociating from his emotions and what his mother wants to know.

How could he ever tell her?

Where the fuck did he fit in anymore?

He shuts his eyes and takes a breath-- trying to clear his thoughts and stay in the present. When he opens them again he feels numb... not the barely hidden anger of Kylo Ren, but Ben Solo trying to fold over and protect himself.

His eyes flit down to the blanket and he plucks it up briskly, folding it over in his hands and after short consideration throwing it back over his shoulders as he faces the elements again.

The breezes pulses through the air and he can feel the force moving past him--

'I'm sorry, Ben.'

He turns sharply on his heel, head whipping around and-- no one. He's nearly disappointed.

He wonders what Luke would think of him being on this island. In this sacred place.

And then he remembers Luke intended to die here and he feels some of that creeping bitterness.

Perhaps it would have been better if Luke Skywalker had cut down Kylo Ren. What use was he anymore?

He arrives back to the hut greeted by the tittering of the Lanai. It's been swept and reorganized (and cum rag properly disposed of) and he takes a moment to observe the space before finding a spot on the cot to sit on.

He was being selfish, wasn't he?

It was never a problem before-- he'd always been selfish, he knew this. But Rey--


Rey deserved more than his own whims.

He lets his eyes drift shut and awaits her return. ]