There was only room for order in the First Order. No toe was to be stepped out of line, not a hair to be stray. Most certainly no room was to be made for stray feelings, as far as a stormtrooper was to be concerned. Stray feeling were punished promptly by the worst fate imaginable; Reconditioning. You had always been an obedient Stormtrooper, as far as you were concerned. You never had a desire to step out of line. However, the feelings inside often got the best of you. To say your feelings were mere affection would be quite the understatement. Your feelings were much more of an infatuation. You never stopped thinking about your captain. Captain Phasma was all the motivation you needed to be the obedient Stormtrooper you were always. You knew she'd never know you, let alone love you, but the fantasies you had during training were enough to sustain your treasonous thoughts. Occasionally she would compliment you during routine checks, as you'd scour the area as thoroughly as humanly possible. While impersonal, they had meant the world to you. Your friends had always made fun of you. "Oooh, look, y/n. It's your girlfriend. Why don't you go talk to her." You had always turned extremely red at their comments. Talk to her? YOU? You'd never have the courage to do it, but that didn't stop your childish dreams. After all, wasn't there something worth fighting for in all of this?
A/N OOF. So I've been working on this a while, and I'm just gonna wait and see if this gets any interest, because if it had much it'd already be on here....so. I'll continue if all you guys like it so far.
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Counterintuitive A Captain Phasma x Reader
Fanfictioncoun·ter·in·tu·i·tive contrary to intuition or to common-sense (but often nevertheless true). Slow updates. Bear with me, children. Mature, just in case.
