#imperial stuff

🌔It is not very easy to approach Tarkin. If you did, and there was interest in it, then you are part of the political elite. You are undoubtedly the daughter of a great politician or a renowned officer. You are something quite exceptional, combining cold beauty with great intelligence.

🌔He hates futility. You are not. There are probably other women before you who have tried to circle around him, but he saw nothing but pure interest and frivolity. The fact that you behaved with him the same way you would with anyone when you first met worked in your favor.

🌔Tarkin is a glacier. He will not show any gesture of affection towards you but will welcome yours without complaining. A simple caress on his cheek or the fact that you climb into his lap when he sits at his desk thinking could be enough to melt the ice.

🌔“I love you” is not part of his vocabulary. Not even a single tender nickname will come out of his mouth. Tarkin will show his affection by accepting your presence in times when he is isolated or by letting you take part in family rituals on Eriadu.

🌔Unmaterialistic, he does not see the point of offering you anything. However, if he does it – and it will always be for a useful reason – he will never offer it to you directly. He will arrange for the gift to be left in your room or delivered by a soldier. This prevents him from your outpourings of joy which he often finds disproportionate.

🌔He rarely accompanies you in public. Your meetings are often clandestine. In the shade of a candle in his private apartments where he has the best meals brought to him. Tarkin preserves his privacy and is aware that your relationship can have an impact on himself and the way he reacts. He considers you his main weakness.

🌔And that’s probably the best compliment we can give you.

🌔Tarkin can be jealous and possessive towards you. He might have a hard time seeing that other officers are lusting after you. Perhaps this idea will even end up convincing him that he must marry you, even if it means taking the risk of revealing his weak point to the entire galaxy.

🌔In principle, he is always right. You prefer to laugh about it because nothing can change his mind. You understood that each decision had to come from him to be accepted and you learned to use your charms to achieve your ends.

🌔It is difficult for him to comfort you when you are in distress. Tarkin excludes all forms of weakness, including when they come from you. He might sometimes be aggressive because he doesn't know how to deal with your pain. But quickly, he will make up for it by offering you a moment of relaxation somewhere or simply by staying by your side to encourage you to bravely face these trials.

🌔Don't expect him to apologize to you during an argument. He will do it in a deflected way by being softer with you. Maybe even in this kind of situation he could do something for you that would be akin to romance. But do not exaggerate, it will be nothing mushy.

🌔Contrary to what one might believe. Tarkin is extremely loyal to you. Loyalty is something that is close to his heart and in this area you are tied with the Emperor. He will never give in to the seductive parades of other women as long as he shares your life. Even if your relationship is secret.

🌔Although he lets you suppose otherwise, he takes into account what you say to him and criticizes him. You've caught him several times trying to work on some of his unpleasant attitudes just to please you. You don't have to try to thank him, for fear that he will get offended and turn away. But you found it adorable.

🌔He's a busy man. The little free time he has, he tries to spend with you. You are not safe from a furtive visit to your office or apartments. In these rushed moments, Tarkin can be very demonstrative, kissing you without even exchanging a word with you. The force of your frolics at these moments reveals that he is very upset.

🌔He did not come from a dysfunctional family. He grew up in a loving home where the constant anxiety of surviving hovered over their heads. He no longer counts the number of times he caught his parents calculating on the credits how they were going to make it through the month by hugging each other.

🌔I think Lexrul is an extremely poor planet where survival is difficult. Therefore, I am convinced that Krennic experienced extreme poverty. Although his parents both worked, their salaries were probably not enough to support them. He knows what it means to be hungry, deprived, sleepy and cold. I'm even sure he ended up on the street.

🌔It was in these extremely urgent situations that Krennic understood that he should not expect anything from others. That the problem with being on the wrong side of the line is that everyone around them is too and has a good excuse not to reach out to help them out. He comes to the conclusion that to succeed in life, he must first think about himself, his interests and no longer rely on anyone.

🌔He was always very smart and his parents quickly realized it. Living in such conditions pushes us to adapt quickly and well. They placed all their hopes in him when they sent him to take the entrance exams for Republic Futur Program. It was with this immense pressure on his shoulders and the deep conviction of being better than everyone that he grew up. Perhaps it was when he no longer believed in anything, when he and his family found themselves on the streets again, that he learned that he was accepted. It must have been a consecration that he perceived as a sign of destiny.

🌔Although he keeps in mind all the sacrifices his family made to get to this point. Krennic realizes that his life is light years away from that of adolescents his age and falls into all excesses. Money? Not a problem ! He is intelligent and cunning enough to blend in and manage to make enough friends to not worry about what he consumes. Its natural charm does the rest.

🌔The unlikely friendship he forms with the young Galen Erso is what is most authentic in his life. He won't admit it, but the way others taunted the math genius made him come to his defense. Galen will never know that if no one bothers him since he met Krennic it is because the latter obtained peace by beating a leader of the program in a clandestine betting game in a bar in Brentaal IV. (And maybe also by giving a few well-placed blows.)

🌔Everyone tries to see the best in the other. The complementarity of their relationship makes them a formidable duo. Galen often lectures Krennic on the way he acts and tries to restrain him when he is too impulsive. He teaches him to use his intelligence and his ability to bind people together while Orson teaches him how he must understand the world in which he lives and to sort out his parasitic thoughts.

🌔Galen's naivety and sensitivity touch him in a certain way. Sometimes he wants to preserve them, telling himself that he never had the chance to be able to do so in his life. Like a window open to a world that he will never know but that he can contemplate discreetly.

🌔Many people on the show wonder how a guy as quiet and shy as Galen Erso could be around the rambunctious and insufferable Orson Krennic. Galen, above all, thinks that no one sees what lies behind the ice cap that Krennic has erected around him and feels honored to be the only one to have a glimpse of it.

🌔Besides, he has already caught Krennic doing a good deed. Several times. It’s like a carefully kept secret that seals their deep friendship.

🌔Galen understands that Krennic is bluffing about his life and tries to help him discreetly. Not out of pity. But he believes that Krennic has proven enough to him that he has a good heart to strive to make his life better.

🌔From the moment he left the program to move up the ranks, he made sure his family didn't want for anything. He never mentions it, but his parents have had a solid roof over their heads since the day money stopped being an issue for Orson.

🌔He, more than any officer/employee of the Republic, is aware of how lucky he is to be where he is. He will not give up his place to anyone and will do everything possible to be worthy of this destiny that awaits him.

🌔Krennic wants to be first everywhere. All the time. He doesn't just want to be a part of things, he wants to be the best at everything he does. He probably only lives through the eyes of those who can bring him this prestige. He constantly needs reassurance about his performance because he is such a perfectionist that nothing ever satisfies him. I think that when you have fallen too far down the social ladder (and this is his case), the need to climb back up is no longer enough. You have to constantly be on top of the world and observe the universe from afar to feel safe.

+ Orson doesn't like Brendol Hux. The man is a coward and he is not very brave. Everything that highlights him the most in the world.

+ However, he realizes that he has a bastard son and that this boy regularly suffers mistreatment from his father. I imagine the teenager and Krennic met by chance. Orson allegedly surprised the young man taking a look at the plans on the table at General HQ and they began to discuss what was depicted there.

+ Krennic directly noticed the bruises on the boy's arms. He grabbed his wrist and saw his startle directly. Fear. And he intends to help her never be afraid again in her life.

+ He doesn't know why, but Armitage awakens in him a strange feeling of compassion. It's as if this boy is sending him back to something inside him that he's tried to kill over the years and never succeeded.

+ Deep down, they are both similar. Rejected, but merciless. He could be the one to instill vengeance in Hux and suggest that his father died in unfortunate circumstances. + He'll never admit it, but Hux and the son he never had. He sometimes thinks about that conversation Galen tried to have with him about his future and his desire to be parents one day. Krennic does not regret having sacrificed this aspect of life for the glory he reaped. But now that time is passing, he is counting on Armitage to take care of what he leaves behind.

+ Sometimes a kind of rivalry breaks out between them. Especially when Hux reaches the upper echelons of power. Krennic has difficulty accepting that he can act on his own without being influenced.

+ They once considered murdering each other. It probably makes their bond stronger. + Starkiller would never have seen the light of day without Krennic's advice. He was the first to ensure the progress of the project and believes he had as much importance in its design as Hux.

🌙You were no longer waiting for his marriage proposal. He who has always been very secretive and private about his relationships did not seem decided to make yours official. This was the subject of many arguments because your confidence in him tended to suffer.

🌙It is likely that the destruction of the Death Star was a trigger for his desire to marry you. He experienced it as a profound failure and you were the only person who really supported him.

🌙You first married in secret then made your union official when the Death Star crisis was behind you. -And your public ceremony was the most grandiose in the entire empire. Nothing can surpass what Tarkin accomplished, including in the private realm.

🌙It is not easy to live with the Grand Moff. He is often absent and absorbed in military and political affairs. However, you are his main aide-de-camp. He only entrusts the management of important matters to you.

🌙After months of negotiations, you managed to get him to take you with him when his missions lasted longer. You make sure that nothing is missing and that things go as smoothly as possible.

🌙You have a certain pride in the fact that he presents you as his wife. Even though you know he has had other women before you, you are the only one he gives access to his personal vessel. - During galas and business dinners, Tarkin counts on your attention to let your ears wander into discussions where he has not been invited. You are the ones who interview politicians' wives and get pretty much everything they want to know.

🌙However, it will be difficult for you to be accepted by the Tarkin family. Especially if your social class is not suitable. Your vacation on Eriadu is synonymous with a trial by fire. But Tarkin is not the type to be impressed by his family and he takes great pride in seeing you not lose face against them.

🌙In the end, they will accept you when you get pregnant. - Because it is obvious that the Tarkin family needs an heir and you intend to be the one to make it happen. - Although he won't admit it, you have a great influence on him. He slowly lets his various apartments be invaded by a feminine touch and even if it annoys him, he willingly adapts to the flowers that sit on the living room table.

🌙You also teach him that it is important to spend time relaxing. You take him along on almost all your outings when he's at home... Much to his dismay.

-Do not even think about it.

-What are you talking about ?

You looked at your elder brother with a mischievous look. Of course he noticed. He saw it as the smallest subtlety of each of your emotions. Nothing escaped Maximilian since you were children. As your eldest, he felt obliged to watch over you and protect you from the slightest danger that could occur in your proximity. But this time, he had noticed that danger fascinated you.

-The way you observe Director Krennic.

-I do not see what you're talking about.

Your smile said otherwise. You tried to hide it behind the glass of expensive alcohol that the waiter presented you, but it was in vain. No more than the red that now pigmented your cheeks. It wasn't the first time he could have overheard your interest in this man. Especially since your work had brought you a lot closer to it. Krennic had noticed your talents as an architect and very quickly, you realized that your profession was not your only common points.

He too knows what it’s like to live in the shadow of others.

It was hard not to think about him constantly. Especially since the kiss and the night you spent together during a previous gala. Maximilien had never known it and the anxiety of finding out had lessened as the weeks passed. Since then, you have reoffended several times without taking the risk of being caught. Work was the perfect alibi to hang out with the director without arousing your brother's suspicions.

Until tonight.

Krennic didn't miss a bit of your supposed discomfort. He was there, at the other end of this gala room and observing you with his mischievous look. From where you were, you could easily guess the sparkle of amusement that sparkled in his electric gaze, so fascinatingly blue that you could easily drown in it.

- Y/N, stop this right now.

- You're getting ideas, Max. There is absolutely nothing between Krennic and me.

It amazed you to be able to hold this kind of speech without anyone seeing the mask of lies. Max might be good at many things, but he was a poor observer when it came to noticing your flaws. The pressure you felt above your shoulders seemed to ease as you claimed you were only related to Krennic through work, or so you thought, until you hear it growl again.

-Keep playing me for an idiot, little sister. But I already told you: Krennic is not the man for you. For no one.

If he is interested in you it is because he sees an interest in it. For sure he was interested in you. Her gaze hovering over your long figure and the gorgeous silver-embellished dress you had chosen to attract her was irrefutable proof of that. Could it be that Max had noticed it too? If so, you admired his self-control. Your ex-boyfriend ended up missing teeth for a lot less than that. It was absolutely necessary that the storm cease, that the growing tension which reigned in the room subsides, but it is this propitious moment that Krennic chooses to approach you. You saw him move away from this woman by placing a hand on her hips before coming to you like a moth attracted by the light. Your heart quickened to the rhythm of his assured step and when he finally came up to him, he considered your brother as an emperor in conquered land.

- General Veers…

You wanted to burst out laughing. It was too solemn, too formal, too everything. Orson had his own way of provoking the aristocracy and he took great pleasure in teasing Max before your eyes. The latter responded as coldly as a gravedigger about to bury a body.

- Director Krennic.

- I am delighted that you responded to the senator’s invitation. Hoping that we will have time to chat a little if the opportunity presents itself.

- I'm a busy man.

- Obviously. Especially since you are in charming company. His gaze flowed over you like a trail of incandescent lava and you were unable to take your eyes off him. Some considered his attire ridiculous, but in your eyes, the whiteness of his uniform and the cape he was so keen to wear at all times gave him a presence that few Imperial officers could match.

- Miss Veers… His voice had the flavor of honey and reminded you of the way your name rolled on his lips in the hollow of your ear in all other circumstances.

No doubt he would seek to see you in private tonight, regardless of the people around you. Krennic was a professional at provocation and he never missed an opportunity to defy convention. Before waiting for the slightest reaction from your elder, or even from you, Krennic passed you to join another group of officers and some of their companions whom he greeted warmly, leaving you to plunge into mortuary silence.

- I want him dead. Your eyes rolled to your brother who seemed petrified by the anger brewing inside him.

-If he still speaks to you like this, if he still looks at you like this...

Fortunately, you weren't yet drunk enough to tell him that Krennic had already laid more than just his eyes on you. This threatening way he addressed these few words made you hesitate about the relevance of such a clandestine relationship. Was it really necessary to forbid you from seeing Krennic to please your brother?

No.

It was all over. You were tired of having to sacrifice your needs for the sake of the Veers family. These few months spent far from Coruscant, far from their influence, had allowed you to understand your true needs and it seemed obvious that Orson had greatly contributed to this emancipation. You remembered those few clandestine dinners in his office discussing for long hours about what had pushed you to accept this position with him, so far from the luxury of the capital. Krennic was a busy man, but you had been troubled by his constant attention to you.

He couldn't use you. It was impossible.

Taking advantage of a few minutes of inattention, you managed to escape the attention of your brother, who was too busy exchanging military strategy with other officers. The alcohol had flowed more than necessary into your glass and you felt the need to refresh yourself when a hand delicately grabbed your wrist, trapping you inside a toilet.

- He knows. Krennic's smooth voice slipped into your ears. Against your back you could feel his body pressing against yours and the tightness of the place still allowed you to face him.

- You would be dead if that were the case.

He chuckled arrogantly. As if he was immortal, untouchable. It was not knowing Maximilian Veers when we talked about his darling little sister. Your face was so close to yours that you could feel the alcohol oozing from his breath and making you even more drunk. He made you dizzy, his powerful scent, his warmth, his hand tenderly caressing your cheek.

- But he will have to accept it. he whispers. His eyes regarded the hem of your dress rolled up to mid-thigh with burning, uncontrollable desire. It was terribly hot and it wasn't just the alcohol.

- He has no say. You whisper, wrapping your arms around his neck. His lips had reached yours before you had the chance to taunt him further. He tasted like mint, luxury alcohol and bergamot. You knew that from now on the galaxy could collapse around you, only its embrace counted.

- Director… You whispered as his gloved hand slipped between your thighs. Your head tilted back again when he crossed the edge of your panties. He was teasing you, trying to push you to the edge of orgasm and his lips were tenderly nibbling your neck while he now caressed your clit. Your breath escaped you and you barely managed to contain the moans that tried to escape from your mouth.

- What a good girl you are, Miss Veers. So sensitive, so impatient...

You were peaking. It didn’t take much longer for him to bring you to orgasm. Your hand was clinging to the wall of the small room when suddenly a violent impact against the door made you jump. You barely heard the Director's curse, too busy gathering your wits and readjusting your dress to compose yourself before leaving the bathroom. No doubt a woman in a very hurry, unable to wait a few minutes. You giggled at the idea of ​​imagining the face of this shrew when she saw the two of you going out. But when you discovered the identity of the troublemaker, your heart skipped a beat.

Maximilian.

Your complexion, red with desire, turned pale almost immediately while Krennic cleared his throat, uncomfortable but not disconcerted. Your brother's eyes could have been lasers and shot you on the spot. You had a choice. Shut up, defend yourself, justify yourself. But there was nothing to justify. You had just been caught red-handed being groped by your boss. By a man Maximilien hated. It was reality, you couldn't escape it.

-Max'. Please. You breathed without waiting for the slightest reassurance from him. I can…I have to…

Your brother raised a hand towards you, telling you to shut up immediately. Coldly, his gaze turned to Krennic and you were surprised that he was not yet disfigured.

- Let things be clear between us, Krennic. I don't like you. You saw the director's lips stretch into a mischievous smile that literally made you melt.

- Like many people here. Fortunately for me, your sister is not one of them.

You stood ready to restrain Maximilian's angry impulse. But he didn't do anything about it. Probably because avoiding a scandal in the middle of a senatorial banquet was his priority. Without taking his eyes off Krennic, he put a hand on your shoulder to pull him towards him, as if he were already trying to exfiltrate you in this ambush.

- Know one thing. Director Krennic. I can't keep my sister away from you, but if by misfortune I learn that you somehow broke her heart, I'll break every one of your bones and crush your arrogant smile.