I Was Nobody (Kylo Ren x Reader)

The feeling of dread sits in as it is almost choosing time. You don’t know how many years it’s been, time has moved so slowly. But as bad as the conditions are here, you dread the conditions out there, you don’t know who you’re going to or worse: what they want.

They herd you into a line with the others, all dressed in scantily clad clothing, rags really, and chains. The chains around your wrists and ankles are cold and heavy. As much as you long for them to be gone, you’re afraid to be chosen.

A tall man with ginger hair walks in, head to toe in black. He looks up and down at all the girls before he stops at you.

“Her,” he says, pointing to you. “She will do.”

“Are you sure?” The slave owner says. “She’s so plain.”

“No, he’s perfect for him.”

You wonder who “he” is.

“C’mon, girl,” the slave owner says and drags you out of the line and towards the man. “Do you want her shackles removed?”

“No,” he says. “But give the key in case he wants them removed.”

The slave owner drags you out of the room and follows the man down the hall and into the ship docking bay. She throws you into the back of the ship.

“You should consider yourself lucky,” she says. “You do realize who is your new owner don’t you, slave?”

“What? Who?” You say quickly but she disappears.

The man stands over you and cracks his knuckles. “Stay quiet and don’t make yourself known until we get there. And even when we get there you will do as I say, is that clear?”

You nod slowly.

The ride to wherever you’re going doesn’t last long, and when the ship stops the man drags you to your feet.

“Now, you must do what he says. You’re his now.” He says. “Now, follow me.”

You follow him down a dark hallway until you reach a black door. The door opens after he unlocks it with a passcode. Looking inside you realize it’s a bedroom and your heart sinks into your throat. So that’s what you’re here for.

There is a small bed in the corner and a big bin in the middle filled with what looks like ashes.

“Wait here on the bed,” he says and disappears.

It isn’t long before you hear voices outside of the door and the door opens up.

“What is it that you got for me, Hux?” the voice says. His voice sounds garbled like it’s under some kind of apparatus.

In walks a tall man dressed in long robes with a black scarf and a black helmet on. Behind him is Hux, the ginger-haired man.

“What did. You. Get. Me?” The man in the helmet says.

“I got you a slave girl for your birthday, Ren,” Hux says.

“A slave girl?” Ren asks.

“What’s your name, girl?” Hux asks you.

“Y/N,” you mutter.

“Speak up,” Hux says and you repeat your name.

“Y/N…” Ren says softly.

“Do you like her?” Hux asks.

“Get out,” Ren says suddenly. It’s apparent that he’s the one in charge.

“Enjoy your gift,” Hux says before leaving.

Ren paces the room and smooths his hair over his helmet.

“Y/N…” Ren says. “My name is Kylo Ren.”

You jolt a little bit. THE Kylo Ren?

“Are you comfortable?”

The question surprises you, isn’t he supposed to be the most evil guy in the galaxy second to Snoke?

“I’m okay,” you admit. The bed is the most comfortable thing you’ve sat on in years. You were used to sleeping on a pile of hay.

Suddenly he reaches up and removes his helmet. You see a flash of black wavy hair and smooth pale skin. He has soft looking pink lips. Kylo Ren is beyond gorgeous and you can’t believe it. THE Kylo Ren. You must have looked shocked because an amused smile lilts on those perfect lips.

“Not what you expected?”

“Not exactly,” you admit.

“What do you think I’m going to do to you?” Kylo asks you.

You’re mind goes a million places.

“It’s my birthday you know,” he says.

“I heard,” you say. “Happy birthday.”

“Thank you,” he says and crosses his arms. “To be honest, the idea of a slave is preposterous. Hux is so stupid sometimes. I can have whatever I want you know. And he thinks I need a slave to get what I want?”

“Sorry,” you say.

“Don’t be sorry, Y/N” he says and he walks towards you, extending his gloved hand forward. You jolt back. ”What’s wrong?”

“I’m not used to being called by that name,” you say. “It’s usually ‘girl’ or ‘slave”.”

“Y/N…It’s a beautiful name,” Kylo says and he strokes your cheek.

“Thank you,” you whisper.

He drops his hand to the side and watches you with curious eyes.  “Don’t be afraid,” he says. “I’m not going to do anything to you.”

“Really?”

“Well, I am going to get you a room here, and a job,” he says. “How does that sound, Y/N?”

“Seriously?”

“Yes,” Kylo says and smiles softly. “You deserve so much more.”

He leans forward and kisses you on the cheek and your skin feels electric under those soft lips.

“Welcome to the First Order, Y/N.”

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Interrogate Me Kylo Ren X Reader

You wake up feeling cool metal around your wrists and ankles, and darkness in front of your eyes. You struggle to get out of the restraints to no avail.

A light comes on and in front of you is no other than Kylo Ren, donning his famous helmet and black robes. How did you end up here?

“Where am I?” You shout.

“You’re my guest,” he replies.

“Let me go.”

“You have the information that I need,” he says.

“I’ll never tell you.”

“You know I can take whatever I want,” he says before bringing his hand to the side of your head, concentrating deeply as his eyes penetrate yours.

You feel a pain in your head like something is being taken out, as he describes pieces of your life. You realize that he can read your mind.

“Get out of my head!”

He immediately withdraws his hand from your head and you feel his presence leave. He is no longer reading your mind.

You exhale a sigh of relief.

“I can do that at any time I want, you know,” he says. “Don’t get too comfortable.”

“I wouldn’t count on it,” You say, practically spitting in his face. “It’s hard when there’s a creature in a mask.”

He laughs softly and removes his helmet, revealing silky black waves of hair and smooth pale skin. You hate how attractive he is.

“Now tell me what I need to know,” he says and raises his hand. He smirks as he undoubtedly reads your thoughts of how painfully soft his lips look. “Interesting…” He lowers his hand, and steps towards you. “Perhaps a different technique will work.”

He runs his gloved fingers along your bare arms and goosebumps raise underneath them. You hate every pleasurable feeling you get as his hand reaches your face and cups your chin in his hand. He runs his thumb along your lip and strokes it.

“If I give you what you want,” he says. “Give me what I want.”

“Just let me go,” you say, but your thoughts betray you. There is no place you’d rather be. You don’t even mind being bound. He is all that matters. You don’t even care about the information anymore. All you care about are those soft looking lips.

By Chances (Kylo RenXReader)

You eat lunch alone in the courtyard of First Order High like you do every day.
But out of the corner of your eye you see a mess of black hair over pale skin. You turn away from your lunch and see the boy walk over to a brick wall and punch it, hard. His fist comes back bleeding, and dripping red on the ground.

He turns to you and cocks his head to the side. You’ve never seen him before.

He’s wearing black jeans with a black v-neck shirt under a leather jacket.

You’re wearing leggings and a t-shirt, but you feel underdressed, like you should be wearing something stunning in front of a guy so…so…gorgeous.

“Ren!” A ginger haired boy says and runs over to the boy, slapping him on the back. “C’mon let’s go.”

“Alright,” Ren mumbles, while staring at you. He turns away from you and walks away with the ginger haired boy.

***

That night you go to the rock venue that you often attend, where local bands play. That’s when you see him show up on stage. He has a guitar slung across his body and he’s in front of the mic.

When he sings it’s like electric static running through your body. The bassbeat of the bassist, who you recognize as the ginger haired boy feels like a heartbeat. On drums is a girl with short blonde hair.

As Ren sings he locks eyes with you. The lyrics are a love song and it feels like he’s singing them right to you.

You can’t help but stare back at him, your body electric and your heartbeat bouncing.

When the song is over, he doesn’t even put away his guitar, he runs right to you and he takes your cheek in his hand and kisses you hard. You feel his warm and soft mouth against yours and kiss him back.

When he pulls back he sheepishly grins. “Hey, I’m Kylo Ren.”

Author’s Note: Not the greatest story, but I had fun writing it. Not so little known fact is that I’m obsessed with Kylo Ren, so naturally I had to write a Kylo Ren fanfiction. Also, the featured image is misleading, this isn’t Reylo, this is Kylo RenXReader.

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