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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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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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[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. ]

all those cum rags scattered

[purpose]

[ Leia makes an affirmative sound, and then the next hour of Rey's is spent discussing the specifics of Ben's return before it progresses into talk of potential allies and planets of interests.

They've received more defectors, Leia tells her. They're receiving more and more defectors each day, and Hux's sudden demise has drawn in an influx of stormtroopers inspired by Finn's story. The Resistance's numbers are still so small, but it has rekindled a hope they've nearly lost, and given them access to new intel.

They're stable, for now. Growing. Sustaining themselves. Leia gently warns her not to take too long, however. They can spare her for a week, perhaps two if she means to push it, until she's back on another supply run or reconnaissance mission. Poe and Rose have taken over most of those duties in her absence, Leia explains, but the Falcon is a resource they need.

When the frequency drops out, Rey leans back in her chair and just — breathes. And then it's back on her feet, trailing that path back to Ben. When she enters the hut, now astoundingly clean, she's still wrapped in only that blanket. Her clothing, as it turns out, has all been left on the cot. ]

I spoke with General Organa. [ She says as she takes a seat next to him as a clumsy greeting. Waiting to tell him isn't the Rey way, and so she bluntly comes out with what's on her mind. ] I'll need to return to the Resistance soon.

[ She looks at him, then, openly earnest. ]

But I'll come back. I promise.

[ It doesn't occur to her that she's following the same outline of a vow she'd imagined, created in her mind and claimed it to be the voice of her envisioned parents. Unlike those figments, however, she means every word. ]

get ready for this to turn out wrong

[vaderstan]

[ His eyes dart her direction as she comes in... it'd be comedic in any other circumstances, her in that blanket and looking so grim. But he knows.

He knows things aren't. Great.

His gaze finds her hands for a moment and he wills the waves to carry away her words and everything else. ]

It's okay. [ He sounds too calm. ] They need you, you should meet with them.

[ 'I need you'

He can't tell if that's the dark or his own voice in his head. And again he thinks they're the same thing. ]

is it reylo if there aren't huge misunderstandings

[purpose]

So do you.

[ Or... she had thought he did. He'd told her as much himself not so long ago, curled into her side and seeking the same companionship from her that she has craved for a lifetime. And now it seems like he's looking through her — like she isn't there, like she doesn't exist. ]

I don't have to leave yet. [ She says it as a reassurance, but her brows have already begun to crease at how numbly he's taken the news. ] That's all you have to say?

this tag physically hurt me to write/

[vaderstan]

[ Well-- this is where lack of any mental health care gets you.

Kylo's shutting down and just refusing to show it. ]

You're important.

[ A statement of fact more than a reassurance. And-- if one squinted-- you could see the truer meaning in that statement which is Kylo believes he lacks any importance at this point. He could die on this island just like Luke had meant to and everything would keep turning without him.

His posture is stiff and unyielding, his mouth pressed into a firm line. ]

I'm sure there are other, more important, matters to attend to aside from me.

[ Technically he has a point. a very bad one that forgets to take in account the current circumstances. ]

someone tell leia to take him to therapy

[purpose]

You don't get to say that to me.

[ As though he isn't important to her. As though she hasn't come for him, hasn't killed for him, hasn't fought her way to him time and time again. To reduce himself to a pressing matter for the Resistance, whether it is or isn't, spits on all that they have shared.

It stings, hurts her in ways she doesn't know how to express. ]

I didn't bring you here for the Resistance.

[ That feels like the accusation, here. One that, for Rey, has come out of nowhere. She can't track his sudden shift in warmth toward her back to anything but the cave and her own fumbling attempts to entice, no matter how thoroughly she tries to retrace their steps in her mind. ]

the therapists are definitely dead tho

[vaderstan]

[ he lacks the words or stamina to explain himself, his reasoning. He's running on fumes, emotionally spent. The high from the night before has waned and he's left with reality. A reality the nothing is better, that Rey being here helped but didn't fix things.

He's starting to believe he will never be 'fixed', it was a lie he'd been telling himself for years at this point.

His mind withdraws into itself. And it's so counter-intuitive. He trusts her, trusts her more than anything and she came for him... aboard the Supremacy, after Hux left him in shattered pieces on his bed. No one else had come except for her.

But his emotions are running faster than his mind. And the words he says feel as if they belong to a mouth that is not his won. ]

I know. [ It's quiet and even. He studies her expression now. How her eyebrows crease her forehead, and her hair sicks on to her neck.

Anything else he wants to say is stuck in his throat. Dug in it's claws and refusing to let him say what he actually needs. ]

get him a force ghost therapist

[purpose]

[ I know, he says, but he isn't behaving like he knows. If this doesn't relate to her Resistance ties, the deal she's agreed to make in his defense, then — ]

You know, but you want me gone.

[ That's what this is, isn't it? Pushing her away now that he has decided he no longer needs her. He wouldn't be so eager to convince her that she's needed elsewhere if she hadn't outstayed her welcome, she tells herself. Tellingly, he hasn't once asked her to stay, asked when she'll leave, asked when she'll return. He has only accepted it and tried to persuade her toward doing just that.

She had been right to tell him to wait, it seems. Barely a day has lapsed, and he's already distanced himself from her, unreadable and withdrawn. Her expression crumbles, but to her credit, she reins herself in before she can react any more than she has. ]

I hate this tag :.)

[vaderstan]

[ He nearly lies to her and says "Yes". The idea jostles him, unseats him even under these strained and unusual circumstances. He turns his gaze away from her, his eyes lowed and looking at some invisible point on the far wall. He's never lied to her, but he can't see what good the truth would do them right now. Tell her that he needed her, beg her to stay? He'd done that-- he'd done that and he's still crumbling under the slightest bit of pressure. When he couldn't even do as something as simple as make her feel desirable when she was wet and naked in front of her.

This shame she feels is his fault. So obtuse and unclear. He was broken and unable to express himself.

Even confessing his own feelings for her, the deep want he felt for her, wasn't enough.

He should have slept in, let the care takes scream at him while he dozed. ]

You-- [ His hair falls in front of his eyes and masks the way he looks to her hand, yearns to touch it ] -- should do what's best for you.

[ It feels as if he's being torn in two. She'll leave him, he knows she will. It was for the best. Even if this wasn't out of obligation or pity, that what she felt was genuine, that every action she had taken was genuine-- now she's seen his blemishes in the plain light of day. Not hidden or diminished through the Force or the brief times they spent together before this.

He would destroy her, just as he destroyed everything he loved. ]

I'll be here.

[ Waiting for her. ]

🙃

[purpose]

[ The lack of denial speaks for itself. She knows what she had been hoping for — a confirmation that this had meant anything to him, reassurance that she will be missed in the days she's away from him. Ben provides her with neither, only insists she should keep her best interests in mind, as though he has become an expert in what is best for her.

It rankles. Beneath that, however, it hurts more than any physical injury she's received. Still, relying on her indignation and her anger is simpler, more straightforward. She knows how to cope with it. Her sorrow is a more complicated beast. ]

I have been. [ And, more importantly: ] You don't have any right to decide what's best for me.

[ Her teeth gnash when she snaps out that defensive, prickly reply. The moisture that burns in her eyes is equally a product of frustration as it is grief, feeling like she's in the process of having something taken from her. Losing him, and being forced to watch as he can barely look her in the eye to inform her of his decision.

In the end, his promise is a lie. He can't wait for her if he is already gone. ]

kill us. i blame horatio

[vaderstan]

[ Ah. This is familiar. He recognizes this. For his part he stays quiet, letting her anger wash over him and accepting this for what it was. A consequence of thinking he could ever be normal. Or wanted. Or anything more than-- whatever he was now. ]

I'm not-- [ He catches himself before he finishes that sentence. A sigh crossing his lips as he tries to figure out how to handle this mess he's made. ] I apologize.

[ For being pathetic and weak and not enough and surely she won't mistake that for being sorry about leading her on. Like they should just fUCKING TALK TO ONE ANOTHER. This is some buuuuuuuuuuulllshit.

He'll stand up and pull the blanket from his shoulders. Thinking for a moment before deciding to not breach her boundaries and slip it around her shoulders, he opts to fold it and set it next to her on the cot. ] I'm going to get some air.

[ get harassed by fish nuns ]

it's always horatio's fault honestly. he's a mess

[purpose]

[ For what? she nearly asks, and then decides the answer is likely one she doesn't want to hear. If she doesn't invite it, she won't have to acknowledge with any finality that he's done with her. She stays silent, instead, unsure of what she can possibly say. Reminding him of his importance to her has not been reciprocated; promising to return has not been met with any yearning, or any parting word that he would want her to come back to him. It feels futile, standing in front of him and crumbling as he remains tall and unaffected — by her, by the conversation, by any of it.

It's only when she realizes he means to take his leave of her that she panics, throat tight. She swallows harshly around the sudden stone lodged into her throat, expression twisting with clear, watery dismay. Rationally, it's only a moment of respite to get fresh air for himself, but — for Rey — it feels like abandonment, fleeing from her emotions in the hope of not having to confront them. ]

No. [ That single syllable cracks in her throat, desperate and reduced to pleading as her last resort. Despite the urgency to it, she still has the decency to keep her hands to herself, refusing to latch onto his wrist and lock them together. She can't force him to stay, as much as it pains her to recognize. ] Don't leave.

ready to roll him right off the world tbh

[vaderstan]

[ He pauses in the small doorway at the sound of her voice. On the edge of a breakdown-- he could tell. He could tell and he wish he couldn't. He'd heard her desperate like this far too many times to not recognize it.

He's just not sure what to do with it. With her. With these feelings. With any of it.

He runs his fingers across his hands and doesn't speak, doesn't face her. He's afraid of what he may see in her-- and what she'd see in him. ]

roll him off of the world for refusing to be pet when he's outside

[purpose]

[ He stops, but he doesn't move, nonreactive. Part of her braces herself for the moment he walks out without another word, another glance. The other part to her wonders if it's strictly guilt that keeps him from moving beyond the threshold. Perhaps he feels obligated due to the nature of their connection. Perhaps he feels he's to blame for giving her the wrong impression, stringing her along when he'd wanted nothing more than momentary comfort. Perhaps —

Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. Whatever his reasoning, he exacerbates the frenetic energy to her with his inaction. Uncertain of what to do or what to say to convince him to stay, she scrambles for... something. Anything. ]

Please. [ She tries again, mouth dry from dread. ] Don't leave me.

He is a black hole, just like kylo rn

[vaderstan]

[ His fingers stay braced on the frame, he can feel the Force moving around them both-- nearly suffocating. This must have been why Luke cut himself off from it. He feels the conflict and discontent rise in him like a tide. Cry out his name and beg to be resolved.

His chest squeezes, he can't properly catch his breath. He presses his weight into the frame more, suddenly feeling dizzy ]

I'm nothing, Rey. [ perhaps that's what he's coming to terms with.] I'm no one.

[ He'd vanished so easily out of this war. She was still needed. Why waste time with him? ]

athena is also a black hole but instead she's one of pure evil

[purpose]

That's not true.

[ Not to me, she almost says, but it draws too close a parallel to what he had once told her. The symmetry disturbs her; she had left him standing there with a hand outstretched, lips trembling with a plea, and now she risks suffering the same fate.

It's different, she tells herself, but they would still fall apart just the same. Just as they had then. Worse than that moment, maybe, now that they've become so much more to one another. Now that there's hope for them. Now that they aren't divided by separate sides of a war.

Suddenly, she stands, but she doesn't approach him where he's begun to brace himself against the frame of the door. He'll come to her, should he decide that's what he wants; crowding his space, cornering him into remaining with her, isn't what she wants to accomplish. ]

You're everything to me, Ben.

[ And she refuses to budge on that, declaring it with such conviction that her voice trembles with it. ]