-·=»‡«=·- Adam Driver X Reader -·=»‡«=·- 𝕩𝕩𝕩 "Look here," He tilted the paper in your direction and you had to lean in close to look, "You did it again. Are you dyslexic or something?" "Oh damn." You said kind of laughing at his joke. He looked at you when you let a curse slip, "-dang." "You kids must not have been punished for carelessly cussing." He said. "Well, I'm not a kid anymore. I'm eighteen now." You corrected, but Adam wasn't satisfied with your correction. He shook his head softly. "You're still a kid." Adam pursed his lips together, "If I had it my way you'd have soap in your mouth." You bit back a smile. Whatever Adam put in your mouth, you'd take. It would be rude not to accept. 𝕩𝕩𝕩 Initially, it was all just a silly teacher crush on your Calculus teacher. Just an excuse to escape from normal day-to-day life, until it wasn't. You thought Mr. Diver wasn't more than a silly fantasy in your head. But that was until it made you spiral, second-guessing everything you understood about your relationship... Be careful what you wish for.

Your talent in English literature hasn't gone unnoticed by your professor, Kylo Ren, but you lack the focus and application to meet your full potential. Perhaps he can urge you to give in to that potential. And to him. But the more you learn about Kylo Ren, the more you realize you can use his own tactics as a professor to help unravel the past that he refuses to face. Or, you're infatuated with your dark and brooding English professor, Kylo Ren, who, to your surprise, returns the sentiment. This is a LONG-FORM, SLOW-BURN (emotionally, not sexually) work. Please take note of that if that's not your cup of tea! That's just my style of writing, and reading for that matter, which is okay. And if that's not your cup of tea, that's okay too! Originally posted to ao3, expanded to wattpad so it can be accessibly to anyone who may want to read it, but on a different platform. This story is 18+. Periodt. Please consider the following warnings/tags. Also, a disclaimer, this story can be fairly dark. Please remember the importance of clear consent and communications if your everyday lives. -light bdsm, -slapping, -choking, -rough sex, -freudian elements, -sub/dom, -dirty talk, -over-stimulation, -so on and so forth. Additionally, there are themes of family illnesses (cancer/heart conditions/death), absent parents, dysfunctional families. Please be careful or opt out if these themes, or the above tags, are triggering or are harmful for your mental health in any way, as most or all of them are prevalent and recurring throughout the entire work. Your well-being is way more important than any fanfic.

You're a Lieutenant, stationed on Orinda. You're content with your trustworthy crew, but issues with a certain ship (spoiler alert: it's the TIE silencer) end up trapping you on the Steadfast, instead. Your relationship with Kylo Ren isn't how you left it. How many more messes can you stand to clean? (yes, this is the sequel to Fix Your Attitude) cover art by @badtour on tumblr