#poedameronxreader

[chaussetteblanche]

"I thought you were dead,"

pairing: poe dameron x reader

summary: you act reckless on a mission and poe got scared

word count: 1'351

warnings: none

requested: no

You stumbled out of your X-Wing with the child handing limply over your shoulder. You didn't smile or cheer along with the rest of the base as they saw you return from what had been a suicide mission. You pushed your way through the celebrating crowd with your head down and the child, who was now in your arms. You ran to the infirmary, not even bothering to look at the General or your boyfriend. You didn't see the look of shock on their faces as they saw you rush by.

You knew you looked bad, alright? But, in your defence, the assignment had been doomed from the start. You had to go inside a Stormtrooper base to get to one of their prisoners who had some information you needed. General Organa had chosen you for the mission thanks to your stealthiness, consequence of being an ex-soldier for a secret organization. Poe had tried to talk both you and the General out of it, but neither would budge. Too many lives depended on that information. This, of course, had led to a huge fight between you and Poe, not one that you were too keen to remember right then.

You burst into the medical wing and laid the child down on a hospital bed, chest heaving. Nurses started fussing around you but you pushed them away, motioning to the unconscious boy. You didn't know what was wrong with him. You had found him lying just outside the military base you had infiltrated and had risked your life to go back and fetch him. You knew he wasn't dead for he had been breathing when you had picked him up, but you hoped the nurses would be able to get him back on his feet.

You spotted your reflection in a mirror on the other side of the room and grimaced. You looked like shit. Your hair was a mess from the helmet that you had ripped off before climbing out of your vessel, the cut on the side of your forehead had bled, leaving a trail of dry blood to the middle of your cheek, your uniform was ripped in multiple places and had a big hole in the abdomen, where you had been shot (good thing you were wearing a protective armour underneath). Your eyes were bloodshot, aftermath of not sleeping for three days straight. Kriff.

A short figure burst through the door. You didn't have time to register exactly who was walking up to you before you were slapped across the face. Your head whipped to the side, cheek stinging and ears ringing. You could hear someone exclaiming loudly as you turned around to stare at the General, whose cheeks were red and eyes the angriest you had ever seen them. "Do you know how incredibly stupid that was? Risking your life like that! The coms were cut out! We couldn't get to you, Y/N! We lost your signal after your last message! Do you know just how worried we were?!" she shrieked. You looked down at your booted feet, jaw clenched. You knew going back for the child was dangerous, but you couldn't bring yourself to leave him behind. "I should banish you for this! You risked the information getting to the First Order! Do you realize how grave that is? What could have happened if they had gotten it?" You didn't answer. You knew when to keep your mouth shut. "I would have expected this from Poe, Y/N, but never from you. I'm beyond disappointed and if you weren't one of my best soldiers, you better believe I'd never let you leave the base again," she spat. You swallowed. You'd never heard her this angry, never. She exhaled sharply and stormed out of the room, leaving you alone with the nurses and your boyfriend, who was looking at you with an unreadable look in his eyes. He looked down and followed the General out the door.

You let the nurses take care of you after that. You sat, voiceless, as they treated wound after wound and bruise after bruise. You were restricted to a week's rest, although you knew you wouldn't be able to keep that up. It was nightfall by the time you were allowed to leave the infirmary. You headed straight for you and Poe's quarters, determined to talk to him. You slowly punched the code in once you had reached the familiar door and stepped inside the dark room. No lights were on. Poe's shadow was sitting on the edge of the bed, facing away from you.

"Hey," you said pathetically, walking towards him. You could have slapped yourself. You came back from a suicidal mission and you said 'hey'?! Poe agreed with you, judging by the way his shoulders tensed. You exhaled deeply, running a hand over your tired face. You slowly trudged over to him, standing in front of his bowed head. "Poe," you breathed, biting your lower lip in worry. Before you knew it, you were pulled forward with his arms wrapped around your hips and his face buried in your stomach. You sighed out in relief and placed a hand on his shoulder, lowering your head to tenderly stare at his dark mess of curls. He tightened his grip around you and let out a shaky sigh. "I thought you were dead," he muttered, his voice muffled by the orange fabric of your uniform. You forced your eyes closed. You knew exactly how he felt.

You remembered all the times you'd cried, hugging one of his shirts to your chest, thinking he'd finally got shot down. Thinking he wouldn't make it back to you. That you would never see his smile or hear his laugh again. That you'd spend the rest of your days alone. Of course, you knew their line of work was incredibly dangerous, and they'd spoken about it before officially getting together. But that didn't make it easier. And you had done the one thing you always criticized in his behaviour. You hadn't thought about long-term consequences such as the information you had in your possession getting into the wrong hands if you were shot or captured. You had only thought about the poor boy and his unconscious, barely-breathing body lying outside the building. Like some common trash. It didn't help that he reminded you of your brother, either.

"I was there the whole time," his voice was muffled by your uniform. "I couldn't believe that the comms had cut. And your last message-" he broke off, shoulders trembling. "I'm sorry," you spoke sincerely, bending down to kiss the top of his head, his dark curls tickling your cheeks. "And the last conversation we had. We were fighting because I didn't want you to go and- it was so stupid! I can't even remember if I told you I loved you! My last words to you would have been 'do whatever you want! I was so scared," he admitted, "I didn't know what I would do if you hadn't come back." "I'm so sorry, Poe," He lifted his head and looked at you, his eyes slightly red. God, you'd made him cry. You ran a hand through his soft hair, trying to keep your own tears at bay. You sat down next to him on the bed, taking your head between your head. "Kriff, Poe, I'm so sorry, I didn't think, but he looked like B/N and I just couldn't bring myself to leave him there-" A sob escaped your lips. Poe pulled you into his lap and wrapped his arms around you, cooing softly. "It's okay. You're alright, he's alright. You came back. That's what counts," he whispered against the skin of your neck. The gentle kiss he gave you tasted of tears. You didn't know who they belonged to and didn't care. He didn't tell you he would never again forget to tell you that he loves you before going anywhere.

"You got bitch-slapped by Organa," he chuckled after a moment. You laughed, gently hitting his shoulder. "Makes two of us," you grinned.

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[the-great-imagines-of-1812]

Being Leia and Han’s Daughter would include (and Ben’s sister)...

( i love these gifs so much)

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+ You are about 2 years younger than Ben, so you two are close

+ Growing up with him would be so fun

+ Despite the fact that he calls you his baby sister all the time

+ And since Ben doesn’t like to socially interact with many kids his age, you two are best friends

+ And it reminds Leia so much of her and Luke

+ Han takes you guys on smuggling runs, much to Leia’s dismay, although she knows Han would never let anything happen to you two

+ And Lando is practically you guys’ uncle, and he’s often over for dinner or just to spend the day

+ You and your brother have a strong force connection (not a strong as him and Rey’s though)

+ So, Leia and Han see this and send you off to train with Uncle Luke at the same time

+ Meeting Luke’s new padawans and him being your guys’ teacher is just so fun

+ When you both build your light sabers, Ben’s turns out to be a dazzling Blue, and yours turns out to be a striking Orange

+ But it all goes downhill when Ben starts being more closed off and not talking much to anyone, or even you

+ And then one day

+ “Y/N, there is something I have to tell you about Ben...I’m sure you feel it too.”

+ You take a deep breath, and with tears in your eyes, you confirm

+ “Uncle Luke, he’s... he’s not himself anymore. I know it” a deep breath. “And I don’t know what to do.”

+ It get progressively worse over the next few weeks 

+ One day, you were meditating at the back of the temple at night

+ You smelled smoke and panicked

+ You turn around to see the Temple catching fire

 + You rushed to your quarters as fast as you could, and gathered your light saber and a few things in a bag

+ You ran out as fast as you could, looking for Ben

+ To only find Luke, who told you Ben had burned down the temple and has fled

+ Luke got you out of there as soon as possible, with a message to your parents

+ You hugged him one last time, promising to see him again one day

+ Before you know it, your back at home

+ And you start crying, and your mom brings you into her arms

+Your life was never the same, Ben was your best friend

+ Over the years, you see the relationship between your dad and your mom’s relationship crumble, because of all the unspoken words between them, and they had distanced themselves from each other

+ You help your mom form The Resistance, and become her second-in-command

+ You also lead Gold squadron, becoming the second best pilot in The Resistance, and being best friends with Poe

+ You continue harnessing your connection with the force, yet don’t sense your brother

+ And one day, Poe doesn’t come back from the mission that involved Poe getting the map that led to your Uncle Luke

+ Around that same time, you felt a shift in the Force

+ Your brother

+ He’s alive

+ It’s a weird sense of relief, as you haven’t seen him in years, neither has he tried to contact you

+ You are finally reunited with Uncle Chewwie and your dad on Takodana

+ You tush to them to give them a hug

+ Your mom, on the other hand, is more hesitant

+ You also happen to meet Finn and Rey

+ You are finally reunited with Poe

+ You where so worried

+ Against your mother’s wishes, you go with Chewwie, your dad, Finn and Rey to the mission on Starkiller base

+ But she respects your choice

+ Where you finally see your brother again

+ It’s You, Han and him on the bridge

+ The silence is so thick, you could cut it with a knife

+ He blinks in disbelief at you, with immense guilt

+ He tears up

+ “I-I thought you were dead”

+ You finally realized why he hadn't contacted you all these years

+ “I’m here Ben, I’m here”

+ But deep down you knew, he wasn’t Ben anymore

+ You watch as he has a talk with your father

+ Next thing you know, your brother’s blazing red light saber though your father

+ You let out a scream that makes your throat raw

+ You looked at him with anger and tears in you eyes, but decide not to fight him

+ You escaped with Chewwie, and save Finn and Rey from the Battle in the forest

+ When you get back to the rebel base, you cry as you tell your mom the news

+ She already knows, of course

+And she just comforts you and brings you into he arms

+ And you say your goodbyes to Poe and even Finn, who is in a coma now

+ And you got with Rey to find your Uncle

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A/N: wowwwww. way longer that i wanted it to be. Anyways, if you enjoyed reading, please make sure to like, or reblog , or share, and please give feedback, as it helps my writing greatly. Also, i will be making a two more parts spanning the entire trilogy!

Happy Reading!

Much Love,

Talya

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[winifredsandersonsbitch]

PDA (Poe Dameron x Female! Reader)

At first, Poe has to coax it from her.

She’s a little shy even though it’s over, it’s done, they’ve admitted their feelings and told their friends and have seemingly gotten divine approval. Poe slips his hand into hers as they stroll down the hall and she’s content to walk step-in-step until someone else comes down the corridor. She’s careful about affection in public, citing past boyfriends and her parents to hold him off. Poe doesn’t mind. He’s grateful that she’s willing to take this risk with him at all, and he doesn’t need grand romantic gestures or PDA to prove it. But there’s a part of him that wonders, that isn’t as arrogant as he pretends to be, if she’s ashamed.

They’re in a briefing the first time she squeezes his hand under the table. He hadn’t noticed how worried he must have looked, his eyebrows knitted together and lips drawn, but nothing escapes her. She rubs slow circles into his palm as he listens to his orders. She doesn’t look at him, is too focused on processing her part in the mission, but her thereness is enough for him.

It’s after the mission, when he staggers out of the cockpit with his uniform practically smoking, when she first acknowledges what they are in public. She kisses him full on the lips as soon as he’s on solid ground. It would be a conflict of interest for her to stitch him up herself, he knows, and she has other patients coming in even as her grip on him tightens, but damn if he doesn’t want to get her alone.

“We’re going to take care of you,” she says, her fingers skimming his sweaty curls, unflinching at the damp and the grease that’s covered him. “Go with Kal. I’ll be with you as soon as I can.”

She pushes his chest lightly and he lets himself be led away as she heads over to another set of pilots. There’s a swing in her walk that he can’t look away from, even when the blood from the cut above his eyebrow runs down his face. She’s always been confident in her work. He’d like to think that now she’s confident in him, too.

He’s assured of that new confidence a week later when he has her panting in a supply closet. Her breath is coming hot and heavy and he’s coaxing a lot more than kisses out of her this time, although she’s doing her best to keep quiet.

“Poe,” she says, her eyes squeezing shut. “Oh my God.”

“That’s right, sweetheart,” he says. He loves the way the flush heats her cheeks, loves how she’s coming undone for him. Most of all, he loves having her backed up against the shelves of medical supplies, antiseptic and bandages knocking against the wood. “Don’t you forget it.”

Poe feels her exhale as she climaxes, takes pride as he counts her shivers and the seconds it takes her to come back down. He kisses her temple as her knees wobble, holding her up.

They’ve come a long way from stolen glances in the med bay.

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[ohmababypoe]

A Message

Word Total: 1315…  

Request: Anonymous asked: Any chance you could write an imagine were the reader is Kylo's twin sister, often traveling with her dad or boyfriend Poe, but she gets kidnapped along with Poe and Kylo knows that she has the force and has been trying to get her to use it for the darkness (because they need her, but also and more importantly because he wants to be with his sis again) and Poe saves a very beaten (mentally and physically) girl and comforts her? Thank u!!!!

Pairing:  Poe x Reader

  Y/N was shoved into the ground besides Poe, “Hey! Watch it!” she said to the Stormtrooper. Poe glanced at her with a frown. “Somebody had to save you” she said with a big smile on her face. Y/N felt a familiar force and she turned around. A lone figure clothed in black stood in front of them, slowly she glanced up and was met with a black and white mask. “Ben” she whispered soft enough for her to hear but loud enough for the others to hear. The figure turn to look at her. “What a great welcome! You’re the host?”

 Kylo simply stood there not saying anything, Poe turned to look at Y/N making faces trying to catch her attention. “Y/N” At the mention of her name, Y/N turned to look at Poe.

 “Y/N”

 Y/N felt a cold sensation running down her spine, “You got a problem with me? Well get in line buddy” she huffed glaring at the man. How dare him not to acknowledge her. Kylo kneeled in front of Y/N and contemplated her. “What are you doing?” she asked gulping visibly, it was weird to be gaze upon by a man with a mask. Not knowing what he was thinking or even read his face. “Could you back up a little? There’s a thing called personal space”

 “You are the same”

 Y/N tilted her head and said nothing, Kylo raised his hand and touched her forehead. “Is that supposed to do so─” Instantly everything turned black and Y/N felt on her side.

 “You bastard! What did you do? Y/N! Y/N!”

 Y/N groaned as something cold touched her forehead. “Leave” a man’s voice said, she rolled to her side and opened her eyes. She set her hand on face, the lights were blinding her.

 “Nice costume” Y/N said standing up from the bed rubbing her forehead. She glanced up and saw Kylo without his mask blankly staring at her. “Should I get one too? Mine would be─”

 “Why are you with him?”

“Him? You mean Poe, the best pilot on the Resistance?” Y/N said proudly sticking her chin out proudly looking at Kylo. “He excels at other things that you don’t want to know about, brother” she added with a smirk and closed her mouth as Kylo glared at her. “Come on, you’re doing I am your jealous brother act? You left me, years ago; you’re not entitled to behave like my brother” she added bitterly looking at him. There was a flash of hurt reflected in his eyes but quickly was replaced with a more menacing glance. “Now tell me where the exit is, I need to inform my mom that you’re doing great. Nice reunion, now if you─”

 “Could you be silent for a moment?Me” Kylo said standing in front of her. Y/N recoiled and glared up at Kylo. He was taller than she had expected him to be. He growled as the door opened and a smiling General Hux entered the small room.

 “I see, you had gathered nothing” General Hux implied looking Y/N. There were not visible signs of torture on her. “You can go to talk to the other prisoner. I talk to her” he nodded looking back, a floating sphere entered the small room. Y/N flinched seeing the different size needles sticking out of its black surface area.

 “She is my prisioner─”

 “Leader Snoke, said otherwise”

 Y/N’s eyes rolled back as the warm liquid ran through the veins on her arm spreading a wildfire throughout all her body. “Where is the droid?” General Hux said calmly standing in front of her with his arms behind his back.

 “Bite me”

 Her head whipped violently to the left, she laughed as a metallic tasted filled her taste buds. “What’s next? Your super truth serum?” Y/N spit the blood out of her mouth. She took a deep breath, there was something beginning to grow on the deep of her soul. Something dark menacing to come out. Y/N closed her eyes and started to count Ewoks, she couldn’t let that darkness spread throughout her.

 Y/N opened her eyes, her eyes felt heavy. “You’re fighting it, I can feel it” Kylo said and she rolled her eyes. “You need to join me sister, let us use the force to done what our grandfather started” he said standing up from the black chair set in front of her.I and you would control the entire the galaxy” he said with a strange glint in his eyes. Kylo glanced at her and touched her cheek. “You need to join me, sister”

 She bit her lip, there was no way he was going to join him. He had promised their uncle Luke. Not to ever use the Force in vain. “You’re trying to find him too?” Y/N glanced up and saw Kylo shaking his head. “He is a coward than went to hiding and you still trust that man? He left you Y/N─”

 “You left me too!” Y/N shouted angrily and like that a strange force started to evade her senses, “You left me alone! I have no idea how to control it! I almost killed people because of this! YOU WERE MY BROTHER BEN!” all the things started to fluctuate around the room as her face started to get red.  “You promised me that we would be together forever”

 “You need to hate me, we can join forces and be guardians of the entire universe. Just like grandfather wanted” Kylo said standing closely to her. “Feel it, the infinite power that comes from the Dark Side”

 “SHUT UP!”

 Kylo groaned as his whole body hit the black wall behind him. “YOU DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!” her head started to hurt as that invasive Dark Force evaded her body, her soul and her mind. Her mind shouted to kill him. Y/N tugged her hands and the chains fell down the floor, Ben looked at her surprised.

 “LET ME GO!” Y/N growled as an invisible force took her against the wall. “You bastard! Let go!” she started to fight it, but Ben was far too strong for her. Her hands flew to her neck and started to have difficulty breathing.

 “Join me sister! And rule the galaxy with me” Kylo said, his gloved hand was on the air as Y/N tried to breathe. But the choke on her throat was making it difficult. Black spots started to feel her vision.

 “No”

 “Y/N! Y/N!”

 “She is dead, we need to go!”

 “She is not dead, Y/N! Come on baby! We need to go!”

 Y/N groaned and looked at Poe. “Five more minutes!”

 Poe smiled and hugged her tightly against her chest, Y/N flinched as her fractured cheek touched his chest. “Come on! Love for later, we need to move before they noticed that I lied to the guardians”

 “I broke my foot” Y/N declared as Poe stood up and the Stormtrooper walked to the entrance.

 “Those─”

 “Later, we need to leave”

 Poe carried Y/N carefully through the maze of corridors of the Destroyer. “Kylo, knows” Y/N whispered to Poe. He stopped and looked at the Stormtrooper. “He is coming”

 “Hey, Y/N. Look at me, he is not coming to get you. You’re going to be fine. I am going to take you out of here” Poe said looking down at Y/N. As they walked faster through the dark corridors. “I promise your mother that I always will take care of you. Even if I had to protect you from your brother. Do you understand?”

 Y/N nodded weakly she started to feel everything, the adrenaline had worn off. “I love you, Poe”

 “I love you more, Y/N” Poe smiled down at her, Y/N closed her eyes with a smile drawn on her face, sure that when she woke up, she’ll be in a better place away from Ben and his extreme ideals.

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[a-confused-turtle]

The Will to Live

Fandom: Star Wars

Request by @blindperfectioniswasted : “ Can you do a fanfic of Poe and The Reader about the reader leaving for a mission and crashing, making everyone think she’s dead. She comes back two months less than a year only to find Poe basically dying from a broken heart. He’s deathly unhealthy and can’t even speak without wincing. So, the reader cares for him and nurses him. In the end he proposes to her! THANK YOU AND LOVE YA”

Pairing Characters: PoeDameronxReader,

Words: 2,000+

Warning: Curse words, mentions of death and disappearance

Author’s Note: Agh, the ending is something I’ve been playing with for a while... I altered the timeline just a bit (just felt like it should have been less time away). I also made the reader a solo and vaguely explained how she tried to get her brother back - it just felt right. Okay, I’m going to go hide now, I hope you like it but I’m not too confident about this one....

The moment you set foot on that planet you would have some explaining to do. Leaving… you’d loathed it, especially the way you left Poe. You hadn’t even been able to summon the courage to say goodbye and tell him, besides you’d known he never would have let you go through with your plan if you’d told him. And that was the trouble, you had to go through with it. If you hadn’t at least given it a shot, everyone would have died - Poe, your mother, everyone you had left would have been destroyed by the First Order.

So, you made everyone think you were dead - so they wouldn’t go looking for you - and found your brother, simple enough plan. Not many technicalities to it, except those awful things called feelings. Fuck those. Those were why you found yourself flying a junker ship to the base you hadn’t set foot in for eight months.

You could tell the communications officer nearly shit himself when you told him your business and your name. You merely cringed. Solo didn’t have the same ring to it as it used to, not since your dad, not since you almost died at the hands of your brother.

As you finally touched down, your hands wouldn’t stop shaking. Despite your best efforts, tremors continued assaulting your hands, especially as you neared the door. The door you knew the people you both loved most in the world and had hurt in the worst possible way. Finally you bit down the anxiety and strode down the ship’s ramp, hands up in case they still didn’t believe you were who you said.

Before you had a chance to process your surroundings fully, your mother rushed to hug you without a word. A number of weapons lowered as she wrapped you in her death grip. “I’m just glad you’re alive… How?” She murmured so lowly no one else could hear and, surprisingly, without a trace of anger.

“I owe you an explanation, but I owe Poe one too… Where is he?” Already misty eyed from simply hugging your mother, you dreaded her answer. You’d just assumed he’d lived through the last eight months of fighting, what if he…. hadn’t?

“You were the one that did the attack on their armada aren’t you?” Her grip kept you tight against her chest, even though you had to awkwardly lean down given the height difference.

“Mom…”

She pressed on, “Rey said your ship was destroyed, she thought you died. After what happened to your father… You were captured, weren’t you? On purpose?”

You tried to pull away, but she kept you in place a moment more.

“You did what you had to do. You tried to turn him, and he wouldn’t. You thought it’d be safer to disappear instead of leading him back to us?”

As you straightened up again, you swallowed thickly. “Something like that. I knew we would see him at the base, even before we left. I felt it and I thought I could save him, but I couldn’t drag all of you into that. You couldn’t come after me…”

Your mother nodded, eyes fixed on your entire face like she was seeing a ghost, and in many ways she surely was.

“Wh-Where is he?” You finally forced out, voice weak and the epitome of reluctance mixing with urgency.

When your mother once again failed to answer immediately, your stomach tightened and that horrible fear spread through your veins.

“Please tell me he-”

“He’s alive, but he’s not doing well. The doctors say he’s dying.”

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Again you found yourself hesitating in front of a door, just staring at the smooth, though somehow still disconcerting surface. He wouldn’t want to see you… You’d done this to him, you’d abandoned him in a way that if he’d done the same to you, your whole life would have imploded. And his had…

Your mother’s words reverberated in your mind: He’s essentially dying of a broken heart… There’s nothing wrong with him, but his will…

He’d lost his will to live. Your Poe. Your strong, brave, courageous Poe…

Fighting off those stupid feelings of fear and doubt, your forced yourself through the door. You needed to see him whether it was for better or worse, and you needed to stop being a little shit, to reign in those regrets and feelings. You could never change the past.

You barely recognized the form on the white hospital bed sheets. He had no ounce of the light you remembered, the strength, or even those playful little ticks you remembered. No, that brightness had diminished and he didn’t move at all as the door closed, eyes open and fixed on the ceiling.

“Poe?” You whispered, tentatively. Had you actually gone to the wrong room? This couldn’t be him, please let it not be him.

Finally those beautiful chocolate eyes, once full and wholesome - now shattered and empty - lazily drifted over to your position. For a long moment they simply stared, blank as if out of sheer boredom, until something finally awoke in the damaged shell of your Poe. “Y/N?” He murmured, wincing almost as he spoke, in confusion and disbelief. “That’s not you. It can’t be…”

Unable to hold yourself back any longer, you rushed to his side, kneeling and taking his hand in yours. “It’s me,” you forced out, the guilt you felt in your bones palpable in your voice, “It-It’s me.”

His brow furrowed skeptically and his eyes studied you appraisingly, searching for any sign it was some awful trick, that you weren’t his Y/N.

“I’m alive and I’ll explain everything, but-”

With a surprising amount of speed, Poe leaned forward and stole a chaste kiss. Of course, you didn’t object, you even leaned in, deepening the kiss and enjoying what you’d longed so dearly for.

“I don’t care,” he asserted in that utterly certain and unwavering way.

“Poe, I really-”

“You’re here. I couldn’t ask for anything more… Without you, I…”

You brought your hand to his cheek tenderly. “You can’t die on me. I’ll never die on you, well I won’t ever again…” An hollow promise of a sweet nothing; since the two of you lived such perilous lives neither of you could guarantee such a thing, but you’d be damned if you didn’t try. For him.

Poe smiled warmly, placing his hand over yours and bringing it to his lips. “Die? You’re alive! If you want, I’ll go win the war right now, with my bare hands,” he replied in between pecks on your hand and eventually on your lips.

A wince and a groan from Poe finally interrupted that happy reunion. Immediately at the sound of his pain, you pulled yourself from him, ready to solve the problem, fix it whatever it was. And Poe, well he frowned at the loss of your touch though his strength from the excitement waned.

“What is it?”

“Nothing.”

“Let me get you one of the nurses-”

“Y/N.”

“You need to get better, I’ll just-”

“I,” he insisted, “am better with you here.”

You shook your head at him, biting your lip nervously. “Well, you’re about to get a whole lot better then.”

~

Just shy of a month after you’d returned, Poe was finally getting fully back to his old self. Mending those emotional and mental wounds had actually been easier than the physical ones. Who would have thought? Just your presence had pushed the two of you back to a honeymoon phase almost.

Through it all, you’d stayed at his bedside, only really leaving when he insisted you get some rest or take a shower - that one always earned him a glare. Even so, you seldom devoted your time to anything besides Poe getting better, either because of the love or the guilt…

True to his word, he hadn’t asked about what you did or why and you’d try to explain too. Everytime, he changed the topic of conversation easily, telling you with his eyes that it didn’t matter to him. While that seemed sweet and clearly indicated he forgave you, it still knifed your insides and your heart… He hadn’t deserved what happened, he was too damn good for you.

Finally, one day you couldn’t take a second more of it. You’d gone to take a shower and had run into your mother on the way to your room. She took your hand, offering a small smile and comforting words about Poe’s health. But, then she asked how you were feeling and you let it all out.

“Tell him for your own sake, sweetheart. He needs to hear it too whether he thinks so or not,” she said wisely.

“I’ve tried, mom, but he just…”

Your mother stopped in the middle of the hallway, turning to look at you. Her eyes reflected a different sort of light, one you hadn’t seen for many years, probably since your father left. “He’s just as stubborn as you. You’re perfect for each other.”

So, as you strode back to Poe’s room every step held purpose and determination. You didn’t even hesitate in front of the door. “Poe?”

The man appeared in the doorway to his bathroom a moment later, walking back to the bed. “Hey there, princess,” he chimed back happily, “I was just about to take a shower myself, care to join me?”

Glossing over the awful nickname, you had half a mind to take him up on that offer, because your heart leapt, beating stronger, at the sight of his normal antics. However, you quickly refocused and answered, “I’d love to, that is if you still want me to after I’ve explained.”

He frowned in that concerned fashion.

“I know you don’t want to know, but I have to tell you,” you pressed and moved to sit on the side of his bed.

Poe watched your eyes and movements carefully before sitting down next to you, taking your hand in his. “If that’s what it takes to get you to stop blaming yourself.”

“Of course I blame myself,” your shot back incredulously, those feelings getting the best of you, “I made you believe I was dead so I could try and bring my brother back! It didn’t even work, he’s gone! But I left you, and you almost died!”

Your outburst surprised him, but he quickly adapted to the new information. “You did what you had to do. I should have realized what you were planning and if I could do it all over again, I would’ve-”

“No, I should’ve told you. I just couldn’t bear the thought of him killing you because of me,” you full on sobbed, hunching over into your hands, while Poe placed his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. “He would’ve if you’d came after me!”

“If I could do it all over again, I would’ve let you go. That might’ve killed me, but you should know by now I’d do anything for you…”

Those words only made you cry harder, letting out all those pent up emotions you’d been willing away. You clung to Poe until the tears began to subside, leaving you sniffing pathetically. “Can’t imagine why,” you murmured.

Poe kissed the top of your head, but quickly resolved to more mischievous means of cheering you up. His fingers changed course before you knew it, straying from their protective hold to tickling. “Stop that,” he exclaimed, “You’re gorgeous and wonderful and every other brilliant adjective out there!”

You squirmed in his arms, trying anything to weasel your way out of the tickling trap. “I concede! Stop! Please!” You laugh-shouted.

“Only because you said, please.”

“You’re the worst.”

He snorted in response, pecking the top of your head once again.

“I really don’t deserve you…”

“That’s nonsense. You’re the best person I know, and I don’t want anyone else. I’ll never want anyone else,” Poe replied firmly, voice barely above a whisper as if for you and only you - something you knew you’d hold onto forever.

You forced yourself up, sitting and meeting those chocolate eyes. “I love you, Poe.”

“Now, how about that shower?” Poe quipped cheekily.

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[jrcashwrites]

Poe + Taking care of you when sick

* You woke up that day a little more tired than usual and a bit stuffy, but shrugged it off to the changing seasons and not having your morning kaf yet

* By lunch time, you were coughing and it felt as though a X Wing had crash landed on your body. Every part of you ached and your throat was sore.

* After your shift was over, you completely felt like bantha poop and all you wanted to do was crawl into your bunk and sleep. But you had promised Poe you would stop by his ship so he could show you some of the new modifications he had made.

* Poe saw you from across the hanger as you approached and rushed over to you. He could feel the heat of your fever despite your shivering. “Sweetheart, you don’t look too good. Let’s get you to bed”. He instantly picked you up, cradling you in his arms. At first, you protested for him to put you down but gave in as he carried you through the base to your room.

* “I feel awful” you finally admitted as Poe set you down on your bed and tucked you in under the covers, making sure you were comfortable.

* Poe made you tea, the hot liquid helping ease your sore throat and coughing. “You are going to get sick” you warned as Poe pulled off his boots and climbed into bed next you. “Don’t worry, I never get sick” He wraps an arm around you and you rest your head against his chest.

* Poe stays all night, holding you close as you fitfully sleep, waking every hour either shivering, burning up with fever or with a coughing fit. Poe pulls the blankets closer around you when you are cold, helps you kick them off when you are hot and rubs your back as you are doubled over coughing before handing you some juice.

* The next morning, you wake to find that your fever has broken and you feel slightly better. Poe gives you a kiss on the cheek before getting up to pull on his flight suit. He doesn’t want to leave, but he is required at the hanger that morning “Thanks for taking care of me” you say. “Anything for you, sweetheart. I’ll see you later”. He gives you one last kiss before leaving.

*That evening, Poe returns to your bunk. A day of staying in bed watching holo-movies has helped you feel almost back to normal. As he steps into your room, he leans to kiss you. You notice he’s burning up, much as you were the day before. “I thought you didn’t get sick, Dameron” you tease as he crawls slowly into your bed next to you. “I don’t” he replies hoarsely as he struggles for the blanket to cover himself. You help him get comfortable before smoothing back some of his messy hair from his forehead. “I’ll make you some tea”.

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[x-childish-x]

Hiiii! 😄 if you be so kind as to do 1, 6, 8 for Poe, I would be greatly appreciative! 💝

Lectures and Pleasures

Pairing: Poe Dameron x fem!reader

Fandom: Star Wars

Warnings: nsfw, SMUT, mention of battle, lecture from Leia, dirty talk

Word Count: 993

A/N: Hello! Thank you for my first Star Wars request! I hope this lives up to your expectations and that you enjoy! 

Summary: After a long day involving a rough supply run, Poe decides to help you relax in one of the best ways possible.

(gif not mine!)

You stumbled out of the cockpit of your x-wing, looking around to see your squadron doing the same. Leia was at your side before you even noticed her and you resisted the urge to sigh. All you wanted was a hot shower, not to give a debriefing of everything that happened on your supply run. She quirked an eyebrow as two of your squad members limped by, medics supporting them. You truly wanted to wince.

"It was a rough supply run. Their was some scavengers at the supplies.. they wanted a fight. I gave them one," You shrugged slightly as you saw a medic approaching you. Leia's face immediately dropped to a scowl which made your bitter attitude change, "Nobody died... well at least not on our side. And we got the supplies. I'd say it was successful."

"Your half injured squadron would beg to differ," Leia glared at you, shaking her head as she realized why Poe and you got along so well.

"Next time I'll just let the supplies slip away," You snapped as the medic pulled back the hair that had been stuck to your forehead with blood, "I'm fine. I just need a shower."

Loud beeps filled your ears the moment you entered the residence halls and your gaze shifted to BB-8 waiting patiently outside your door, "BeeBee!" You dropped to your knees in front of him and smiled as you listened to him beep angrily about your battered and bloody state, "I know, I know. I'm gonna take a shower right now, you'll see its not as bad as it looks."

As the droid spun around and zoomed off you knew he was probably on his way to go tattle on you to Poe, wherever he was. You sighed and pressed the button to enter your quarters, wasting absolutely no time in getting into a steaming hot shower. Once you got out you looked over your body and were truly surprised at your state, you barely had any injuries. Bruises littered your body but there was really only the cut on your forehead and one along your arm. You quickly dried off before stepping out of the bathroom, your eyes landing on Poe sitting on your bunk with BB-8 at his feet.

"You damn little droid," You sneered at BB-8 with a smile as Poe got up and walked over to you.

"You should go to the med bay," Poe's voice dragged your attention to him as he gently moved your damp hair away from your forehead, examining over your cuts and many bruises, "BB-8 go tell Leia that (y/n) will be taking tomorrow off."

You huffed loudly as the small droid fled out of the room before you could protest, your bottom lip coming out to pout, "I'm fine Poe, just tired." His lips were on yours in a second, love and need evident as you gently pushed back against him, "I'm too tired baby."

Poe smiled slightly as he looked down at you, wrapped in only your towel, "Just let me please you.. relax you. You won't have to do any work."

You huffed as he kissed your cheek, slowly kissing down to your neck, "Poe.. baby."

Your name left his lips in a groan while he walked you backwards to your bunk, his large calloused hands finding way to your towel, "Baby I'll do all the work. You deserve it after all your hard work today. Please, let me taste you... please baby."

A sinful moan left your lips as Poe gently pushed you down onto your bed. The sight of seeing Poe on his knees for you was extremely rare, and your favorite time was always when he was on his knees to eat you out. As you watched him smile up at you deviously you couldn't help the feeling of glee that overtook you. Why Poe Dameron, star flyer of the resistance, chose you over everyone else was beyond you, but you were also beyond thankful he did.

"Sit back and enjoy baby."

Poe's tongue immediately began to explore your soaking warmth. He gently squeezed your hips as another moan left your mouth. Not only did this man know how to fly.. he knew how to please you in the most unimaginable ways. His tongue worked expertly against your clit as his fingers plunged into your dripping heat.

Your moans filled the room, causing pride to rise within Poe. He loved pleasing you. Your hands found way to his dark curls and pulled gently, your hips rising in effort to press yourself deeper onto his fingers. He groaned at this action, god how he loved seeing you weak and helpless. He noticed the way your walls clenched around his fingers, the way your moans became more whiny and immediately new you were getting close to your orgasm.

Pulling away from your clit but adding another finger to make up for the absence of his tongue he smiled at you, "That's it sweetheart. Just relax... just enjoy yourself baby. You're close aren't you?"

"God.. y-yes Poe!" You cried out as he thrust his fingers even quicker into you.

Poe smiled, "Then cum for me. Cum like the good girl you are sweetheart."

His dirty talk sent you over the edge, crying out his name as wave after wave of pleasure rippled through your body. Poe was quick to duck down and begin to lick up your juices, only making you moan even more. Finally pulling his fingers out of you he locked eyes with you while licking them clean before climbing up onto the bed the lay beside you.

You both slowly readjusted and he pressed a kiss to your forehead, careful to avoid your cut, "You're definitely going to med bay tomorrow."

"I'm fine Poe especially after... that," You smiled up at him making him roll his eyes.

"Just some bacta."

"I won't win this argument will I?"

"Nope."

"Goodnight Poe."

"Goodnight sweetheart."

#poe dameron x reader #poe dameron #star wars #poedameron #poe dameron smut #poe smut #starwars #oscar isaac #oscarisaac #poe dameron x you #poe dameron x y/n #poe dameron x female reader #poedameronxreader #poedameronxyou #poedameronxy/n #poe fluff #poedameronsmut #poesmut

[x-childish-x]

Valentine’s Special #4

Request: No

Pairing: Poe Dameron x fem!reader

Fandom: Star Wars

Warnings: Fluff, Soft Poe

Word Count: 993

A/N: Day Four! The fourth and final Valentine's Day Special is here. I'm still having some computer issues, so I'm sorry this is up so late. Thank you so much for all the support everyone, it truly means so much to me! I hope you enjoyed these Valentine's Specials! As always, feedback is appreciated and my ask/messages are open!

Summary: Poe and you spend Valentine's Day together traveling back to Yavin IV for a special surprise he has for you.

(gif not mine!)

Valentine's Day in the middle of a war was not the easiest, but that would never stop Poe from at least trying. The day started with him having an early debriefing, early enough to leave you waking up alone. You took a quick shower before getting ready, finding Poe had laid out an outfit for you with a small note on top.

Meet me in the hanger xx

You smiled at his nearly unbearable handwriting and finished getting ready before heading towards the hanger. You gave a small wave to each person you passed and a quiet 'hello' to those that you knew better. Upon finally reaching the hanger you spotted Poe, standing in front of his X-Wing with BB-8 at his feet. The moment you were within sight the small droid was racing towards you, a flurry of loud beeps leaving him.

"Hey, buddy! I missed you too!"

The droid beeped proudly, telling you all about how he helped Poe plan everything. Poe laughed as he came up to you, pulling you into his chest and kissing the top of your head, "He was a big help."

"He always is," You mused, smiling up at Poe, "So what do you two have planned."

"Well, we're gonna go for a ride... and that's all I can tell you."

Poe climbed up into his X-Wing, helping you up right after. Plopping down into Poe's lap you smiled as he handed you a small box of conversation hearts and a bag of your favorite chips. You gladly took them before turning halfway to look back at Poe.

"I left your gifts in the room," You smiled before pouting as Poe slipped his helmet onto your head.

He smiled, giving your side a gentle squeeze before pulling down the hatch and starting up the X-Wing, "I hope you're ready for the coolest trip ever."

You rolled your eyes at his behavior and remained silent as you took off up into the air. Taking trips in Poe's X-Wing wasn't the most convenient seeing as it was a one-seater, but there was something so special about it. Poe would always wrap his arms around you, keeping you close as the two of you flew about doing whatever shenanigans you had decided for that day. It was endearing and special, something reserved for the two of you.

Poe, ever the charming man he was, took you flying all over. Through jungles, around waterfalls until finally leaving the planet and jumping to hyperspace. He spent the time rambling to you about his incredibly boring debriefing, and how he was happy to have just finally convinced Leia to give him the day off. No matter how hard you persisted to get Poe to tell you where you were going, he wouldn't budge, not until you finally dropped out of hyperspace right above Yavin IV.

"Poe?" You questioned, craning to look at him.

He smiled, "I wanted to take you home today."

"Oh, Poe..."

He landed the X-Wing perfectly, and immediately you were pushing the hatch up, scrambling to get down. BB-8 met you on the ground as you both waited impatiently for Poe, who seemed to be taking his sweet time. Once he was on the ground you grabbed his hand and immediately began yanking him through the jungle. You knew this planet like the back of your hand, after all, you grew up here with Poe.

The jungle finally began to thin out, allowing you to get a view of the familiar home you spent so much time at as a child, but more importantly, the older man standing outside waving his arms to get Poe and your's attention.

"Kes!" You yelped taking off towards the older man.

Poe smiled after you, watching as you bound into his father's arms. Poe joins the two of you shortly, BB-8 beeping at his side. You both ate lunch with Kes, filling him in on all your adventures in the Resistance as well as Poe's. After awhile Poe and you set out, heading towards the force tree the two of you had spent so much time climbing as a kid.

"Poe, thank you so much. This truly is the greatest gift you could've given me. I didn't realize how badly I wanted to come home," You smiled up at the man.

Your back was against his chest while his back was against the base of the tree, the both of you just enjoy your time together while BB-8 curiously beeped at the plant life. Poe simply hummed, kissing your cheek as he reached up behind you. Poe, unbeknownst to you, was grabbing the necklace that held his mother's wedding ring. He'd wanted to ask you for some time now but had never actually gathered the courage. But the war was getting more dangerous each day and he wanted to make everything as official as possible in case things did go South.

"I've... I've been wanting to ask you something for.. well it seems like forever now. I've just never been able to get the courage to do this. But... I love you (y/n), you know that. And I... I don't want to wait any longer. I want to marry you," Poe spoke slowly, nervously as he slowly brought the necklace and ring down to hold it in front of you, "I promise I'll always come home to you. And I promise to always love you. I can't imagine my life without you, I need you in my life and--"

You cut his rambling off by twisting around and smashing your lips against his. The tears rolling down your cheeks mixed into the kiss and immediately you heard BB-8 groan in protest behind you at the sight. You laughed, pulling back and smiling at Poe. You nodded, mumbling yes over and over again as he slides the necklace over your head. You never imagined Valentine's Day going this way but you couldn't be happier.

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[x-childish-x]

Bound For Error

Masterlist

[Poe Dameron x OFC]

"You don't get it, Poe! I'm bound for error! I always have been I always will be!"

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"We make mistakes, we make errors! It's what makes us human! But what makes us good is how we fix our errors, not how we make them."

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In which a connection between a powerful female Sith-Lord, struggling to figure out where she belongs, and a First-Order fighting flyboy, who’s unsure of his own place, leads to the resolution of a lifetime.

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Warnings: Swearing, death (mentions and in depth), violence (mentions and in depth), fighting (mentions and in depth), struggling to accept oneself, torture, injuries, blood, angst, fluff, enemies to lovers, slow burn. 

Possibly will be updated as the story progresses.

A/N: A tag list will be open! Send an ask, dm, or comment to be added. Takes place during the Star Wars sequel series. I ask any ‘x reader’, readers, to please give this a shot! I’ve worked incredibly hard on this story since December 2020 and would appreciate if you just gave it a shot! Thank you for all the support! ❤

Notes: 

!! I do not own Star Wars, all rights go to George Lucas, Lucasfilm Ltd., and whoever else made the multiple series. !!

!! I do not own any of the gifs (unless otherwise stated). All credits go to creators of the gifs. !!

!! I DO own Darth Sauda/Mara Drayen and her story line. Please do not copy, steal, or repost my story without my written permission. This banner above, is mine! I am not taking credit for these photos but I created the collage. !!

MAIN MASTERLIST

SNEAK-PEAK

01. FEAR (JUNE 17th)

02. LULLABY (JUNE 20th)

03. MEETING (JUNE 23rd)

04. DESPERATION (JUNE 30th)

05. REALITY (JULY 15th)

06. REGRET (TBA)

07. TRIGGERS (TBA)

TBC

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[chaussetteblanche]

“i’m gonna keep you alive whether you like it or not!” poe dameron

pairing: poe dameorn x medic reader

summary: poe enters the medical wing half-dead and you have to deal with the aftermath of a failed mission

word count: 1′039

warnings: bad writing done at one am, I really don’t like this idk why I’m posting it

requested: nah

You were just finishing the stitches on a man's head when he walked in. Actually, 'limped in' or 'was walked in' was probably a better way to describe it. Jessika was the only thing holding him up as she stumbled to the infirmary's front door. Your inhaled sharply and ripped your gloves off before rushing to her. You wrapped Poe's free arm around your shoulder and helped his teammate lie him down on a free bed. You frowned down at the unusually silent brunet beneath you. You raised your head to ask Jess what had happened but she was already out of the room. You pulled on a fresh pair of gloves with a sigh and got to work.

"You're never this quiet, " you noted, "did something happen?" Silence. Pulling up a stool to sit next to the pilot after gathering everything you would need you brushed Poe's hair out of his face, examining the large gash more closely. You accidentally placed your hand on his abdomen and heard him groan in pain. "What the-" How were you only seeing the huge cut now? You cut his uniform open and pushed each side apart, staring at the large slash going across his ribs. White and yellow pus was beginning to gather near the sides. It was getting infected and you had to act quick. You started fussing around, getting some disinfectant on the wound all while cursing the gods above.

"No," Poe's bloody fingers wrapped around your wrist. "What is it?" you asked, frowning in confusion. He shook his head and pulled your wrist away from his cut. "What, no, I have to take care of this, it's already infected, Dameron," you yanked your hand out of his grasp and continued to wipe away at the wound. It was now clean. He would need a few stitches, though. "No," he repeated, louder this time, as you threaded the needle, "leave it," he grimaced. "Leave it? I can't leave it, it won't get better," you argued. The man nodded blankly. "Good, I don't want it to get better,"

It was only then you saw the way his eyes were shining. Tears. You placed a large patch on the cut, it could wait a while. You sat down on the stool and got closer to Poe. You took off your gloves. "What happened?" you asked softly, staring into his eyes. He blinked away tears and avoided looking at you. "I-" his voice broke, "I couldn't save them," You let out a long sigh, running a hand through your hair. An unsuccessful mission. It happened. And every time, Poe would come back like this. He would have fought almost to the death and still think there was something, anything he could have done that would have magically saved everyone. "Dameron," you rested a hand on his forehead, leaning closer to him, "it's okay, we've talked about this," you whispered. Poe's head jerked in your direction, eyes angry. "How can you say that? How is any of this okay? It's not! People are dying, Y/N!" he exclaimed, cheeks reddening with anger. You closed your eyes for a second, feeling your own temper rising inside of you. "Poe, I'm not saying that it's okay, I'm just saying that-" "It happens? That's life? What's one more, right?" he spat, each word pushing into your heart like a nail. "I'm saying you can't save everyone, Poe," you spoke, jaw clenched as you sat up in your seat, leaning away from him. "I can bloody well try!" he snapped. You shot up, your stool rolling away behind you, and pulled your gloves back on. Poe lay his head back down, sighing loudly. You ripped the patch off and started threading the needle once again.

"I said I don't want you to treat it," he muttered. You ignored him, your muscles tensing as the wound started bleeding profusely. He was using too many muscles getting angry at you, or rather at himself and it was bad. "I can't just leave it like this, it's bleeding again," you retorted, getting started on the first stitch. He grunted and tried to sit up. "I can refuse medical treatment!" he roared. You easily pushed him back down. "Poe, you're not thinking straight. Sit down, you're making this harder than it already-" "Y/N, I said I don't wanna get it treated! I don't see why I should live when none of them did!" he yelled. "Poe-" "No! It's all so easy for you to say! You tried your best! It's alright! It happens! You can't save everyone, Poe! You'll do better next time! You don't see it! THEM! YOU DON'T SEE THEIR VILLAGES BURN DOWN! WHOLE TOWNS! CIVILIZATIONS! HUNDREDS AND HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE DYING! WHY SHOULD THEY DIE? WHY SHOULDN'T I WHAT MAKES ME SO MUCH BETTER THAN THEM?" "I'm gonna keep you alive whether you like it or not," you snapped. You were now on the third stitch. One more and it would all be over. He collapsed back on the bed, exhausted by all the screaming. You pursed your lips as you finished your fourth stitch. He was cursing into his arm, tears trailing down his face. His misery made your eyes water. You cleaned the wound and wrapped a bandage around his torso.

You got rid of the gloves, washed your hands and returned with a glass of water. "Here," you handed it to him. He took it with a weak 'thank you'. "You think I don't see death, but look around you. This isn't paradise, Poe. People come in here and never come out. You think I don't see that? You think I like being the only one who knows someone's last words because no one else was around when they passed? I try to comfort you Poe because if we settle on a fail, we'll never get a win. I can save more people with a positive mind. I can't save people if I'm hung up on one patient's death. But just because I'm not hung up on it doesn't mean it's forgotten or that I don't care about it," "Y/N, I-" "You can come find me when you're healed and ready to apologize,"

#poe #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron one shot #poe dameron imagine #poedameronxreader #poedameronxyou #starwars #the force awakens #the rise of skywalker #oscarisaac #smol bby

[x-childish-x]

Bound For Error - O n e

- 01. FEAR

[Poe Dameron x OFC]

Bound For Error Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Warnings: Death (not in depth), murder (not in depth), loss, angst

Word Count: 1055

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"Fear is my ally, for I have no fears."

No screams were heard, as the mysterious girl stabbed her lightsaber through a scavenger. Deactivating the lightsaber and allowing the man to fall, she glared down at him, muttering one, simple phrase.

"Filthy scum."

The cloaked girl left quickly, her mission was complete. She had obtained the information needed and had nothing left to do but return to her "home". If only filthy scavenger scum wouldn't try to jump her. And oh, how stupid it was on their part.

It didn't take her long to arrive back at her home, quickly making her way through the desolate halls. She dropped her head upon entering the throne room, walking up to the bottom of the stairs before finally speaking up.

"I obtained the information on the location of Kylo Ren, Master."

"Of course you did," The dathomirian's raspy, deep voice filled the room, "My young apprentice, you never fail me."

At this, the female raised her head, "Would you like me to pursue him, Master?"

"No... no," He stood up, making his way down the steps until he stood in front of the young woman, "He will come to us. He will fulfill his prophecy... you, my youngling, you've become a powerful sith... you will continue to live up to your name, won't you... Darth Sauda?"

"Yes, Master."

The male reached forward, pushing the hood of the female's cloak off, "You've made me proud, indeed."

The young woman's eyes flicked up to lock with her Master, looking over his red and black skin, and somehow she understood.

Darth Maul was saying his goodbye to her. Kylo Ren was to come and kill them all, except for her. She was to live on, to survive what would appear as Kylo's brutal attack instead of Maul's diligent surrender. Carry on the dathomirian's legacy and continue to be the legend she was quickly becoming.

She nodded slowly before leaning forward and pulling her Master into a hug, the man who had served as her father for the past nine years. His arms wrapped around her tightly, allowing a moment of weakness. He reached out to her through the force, allowing his emotions to reign freely through it. She responded to him almost immediately, reaching back out and allowing her own feelings to be expressed freely. Soft smiles lined their faces as they allowed themselves to feel these dangerous emotions.

The older man spoke first, "I am sorry it ends here."

"It's what the force demands."

"I know you feel conflict. I know you feel the temptation of the light. All I ask is you do what you feel is the right thing."

"Yes, Master."

They both pulled back, staring at each other and allowing their force bond to be wide open. Maul smiled down at the young girl before pulling her hood back up and backing away, closing his end of the bond. She mocked his actions, stepping back and closing her end of the bond. Dropping her head, she waited for a command like the obedient soldier she was for Maul.

"Return to your quarters. Await the morning. The force will be with you.."

With a slow nod, the woman spun around before swiftly walking out. She didn't like the feeling that was bubbling up in her chest, the feeling of loss. A feeling she wasn't unfamiliar with, but rather a feeling she hadn't felt so raw in far too long. She was ready to gain independence, the independence she'd had for so long before Maul found her and took her in.

Emotions scattering all over the place, she realized she was unsure if she felt ready to lose him. Not that the idea scared her or made her nervous, no nothing of that sort. She just felt unsure if she was prepared to, once again, be left alone in the vast universe. Though... she never was fully alone.

She never had been. There'd always been an unknown connection she obtained with someone else... something else. She didn't know if they could feel it too, let alone if they even knew about it, but she knew that this bond was often the only thing that brought her some form of comfort.

Stripping down to her undertunic and leggings, she laid on the bed and allowed her eyes to drift shut. These small moments of peace were what brought her the only form of happiness she knew. They weren't often, and that was why she never took those moments for granted.

Slowly, she allowed herself to reach out, extending and utilizing the force to reach out in an almost desperate manner. Her eyebrows scrunched in disappointment as she felt nothing and, so she forced herself to reach farther. There it was. She smiled widely as she felt the pure joy radiating through the bond. And if she focused hard enough, she was sure she could barely hear the murmur of excited whooping of whoever was on the end of her connection.

As she drifted further into a dream-like state, she wished that one day, she could find the cheerful entity, she felt at the end of the connection. Though, the young girl still knew that she had to fulfil her legend before she could reach that peace. And mumbling once, she fell into a peaceful slumber.

"Fear is my ally, for I have no fears."

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[ohmababypoe]

The Hardest Part

Word Total: 1245…  

Request: Anonymous asked: Okay so I may have loved A Message too much so I'm going to bug you with a request for part 02 if that's okay? So maybe it takes place post the events of TFA and the reader is really suffering after her fathers death and kinda starts to mirror her grandfather (the nightmares/visions, the pull to the dark) and so she starts distancing herself from everyone, including her uncle who can feel her troubles and she runs away and Poe goes after her? Hope this okay and makes sense? Thanks!

Pairing:  Poe x Reader

 “Kill him! He killed your father! Avenged him like he deserves to”

 Y/N stood up from the bed covered in sweat, her heart was thumping hard against her ribcage. She put a hand over her chest feeling the erratic beating of her heart. Even her breath was uneven, it was like running across the entire planet two times. “Are you alright?” Poe rubbed his eyes as he look at her. She sat on the edge of the bed looking at the floor. He frowned seeing that some of her hair stick to the back of her neck and there was a strange stain on the back of her shirt. “Y/N─”

 “I am fine”

 Y/N stood from the bed and walked to the bathroom. “I am fine, how many times do I have to tell you. I am peachy. Dandy. Fabulous” with that she closed the door violently behind her. Why the stupid question? Of course, she was not fine, her brother had killed their father; she was there for the love of the galaxy. She opened the faucet and let the water run. Y/N glanced at her reflection in the mirror and grimaced, her completion was pale and dark bags adorned her eyes. She gripped the sink and growled, where did that voice come from? And why it was so eager to piss her off? Y/N glanced up and back up into the door, she groaned as the metal door violently shook with her weight.

 “Y/N, what are you doing there?” Poe shouted Y/N glanced again at her reflection. The yellow eyes were gone. She raised her hands, they were trembling and cold sweat ran down her neck. “Open the door please” he begged with a soft voice tapping the door softly. “You need to talk about this, you can’t go on like this”

 “Leave me alone, Poe. There is nothing to talk about”

 Y/N saw Finn and Poe talking, she took a sharp turned and walked the other way. Unnoticed to her, Luke had observed the scene and a pronounced frown appeared on his face. “There something dark growing inside her” He glanced at Rey and solemnly nodded pursuing his lips.

 Y/N rubbed her forehead, a headache was killing her. She couldn’t stand the light, a small noise, nothing. “Your uncle is looking for you” Poe announced, she made no movement or acknowledgment. “Why are you secluding yourself from us?” he inquired, she felt a dipped on the side of his bed. His arm touched her shoulder. Y/N said nothing starring to the metal wall across from her. The voice, the nightmares were making her angrier and angrier. She wanted to go and find Ben and killed him herself. Deep down she knew it was very wrong. But the lack of sleeping was obscuring her judgment.

 “I need some time to be alone” Y/N declared not even looking at Poe. “You wouldn’t understand” she added before Poe could stop her from leaving. Yes, she had been away from his these days. She had distanced herself from them, the dark thoughts ran through her mind all time. Y/N didn’t want to hurt them or even tell them things she’ll have no control on. The voice started to control her emotions as well as her actions.

 “Y/N, you need to let go of your father, my love,” Poe said rubbing her shoulder softly. He lay beside her and hugged her from behind. “I know it’s hard, I don’t know how you feel because that never happened to me. But you need to continue on. Your father wouldn’t want this for you” he whispered softly rubbing her arms, Poe kissed the back of her head. “I am always here for you, Y/N. I love you more than you can imagine and it hurts me seeing you like this. I miss you”

 She looked down at the lightsaber that Rey had given her. “You can’t let it control you” Y/N almost dropped the lightsaber into the big mass of water in front of her. “He is calling you, isn’t he?” she nodded looking down at the sand. “You can’t go on in the same path as your brother,” Luke said sitting beside her in the log.

 Y/N glanced at him and return her gaze back to the calming waves in front of her. “I can’t get it out of my head, I don’t know what is right or what is wrong” she bit her lip clenching the lightsaber in her grasp. “He is putting things in my head and this dark thought, I can control them. It’s like a damn of water breaking and I can’t stop the water” she violently cleaned the tears from her eyes. “Make it stop, uncle” her eyes were red and the black under of her eyes were more noticeable.

 “I am afraid I can’t. You’re the only one that can block him”

 Poe rolled to his side with his arm extended, his eyes immediately opened as soon as he felt the cold sheets below his fingers. He stood up and saw a white envelope on the undisturbed side of Y/N’s side. Not five seconds pass and he got out of the bed, tearing the white sheets into pieces. Poe cursed under his breath, he couldn’t find his other shoe. He had arrived too tired to even care where he had thrown everything.

 Y/N arrived at the small moon of Yavin 1. It was a cold morning, she rubbed her eyes trying to gather some heat. Maybe taking a break away from the Resistance will clear her mind. Not the smartest move to steal an X-Wing and landed on a deserted moon. At least his voice had abandoned her mind for a moment. She took a shaky breath and smile seeing the small creatures running freely in front of her.

 “Your mother is very mad”

 Y/N turned around and saw Poe with BB-8 trailing behind him. “What are you doing here?”

 “I was about to ask you the same question” Y/N huffed and return her gaze to the small creatures that pasture in front of her.

 “Like I said, I need some time alone. In peace, alone with my thoughts” She answered looking at him.

 “Y/N, you can’t go around the universe alone. Ren is looking for you. He’ll never stop until he had you. And I will never forgive myself if something happens to you” Poe said taking her against his chest. “You scare me to death when I didn’t found you in the base. I thought I had lost you forever. It’s the worst feeling I had experience in my life”

 Y/N could hear Poe’s heartbeat, it was calming her. The dark thoughts were going away as time passed.  “I am sorry” she whispered against his chest. “I was terrified, I don’t know what to do, anymore; Poe. Snoke is calling me, feeling my mind with such terrible thoughts. I just couldn’t take it anymore”

 Poe took a step back and held her face with his hands. “Hey, look at me” Y/N looked up. “As long I am alive, I will protect you from them. You need to talk to me, alright? I am here, even if it’s the silliest thing, the scariest thing or darkest thought out there. I love you completely, in the dark or the light. You’re the love of my life”

 Y/N smiled and Poe bent down to kiss her trembling lips. “I am here for you”

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[x-childish-x]

Bound For Error *sneak-peak*

(THIS COLLAGE IS MINE! PLEASE DO NOT STEAL!)

Pairing: Poe Dameron x OFC

Fandom: Star Wars

Warnings: mentions to death, being alone, loss

Word Count: 306

A/N: Hello everyone! Thank you so much for all the support! I know not everyone enjoys x OC stories, but I’m asking you to please just give this a shot. I’ve spent the past six months planning, creating, and writing this story. It’s truly one of my proudest works ever. Please, please, please give me feedback to know if you guys are enjoying it!

Summary: A sneak-peak to my upcoming story, Bound For Error

With a slow nod, the woman spun around before swiftly walking out. She didn't like the feeling that was bubbling up in her chest, the feeling of loss. A feeling she wasn't unfamiliar with, but rather a feeling she hadn't felt so raw in far too long. She was ready to gain independence, the independence she'd had for so long before Maul found her and took her in.

Emotions scattering all over the place, she realized she was unsure if she felt ready to lose him. Not that the idea scared her or made her nervous, no nothing of that sort. She just felt unsure if she was prepared to, once again, be left alone in the vast universe. Though... she never was fully alone.

She never had been. There'd always been an unknown connection she obtained with someone else... something else. She didn't know if they could feel it too, let alone if they even knew about it, but she knew that this bond was often the only thing that brought her some form of comfort.

Stripping down to her undertunic and leggings, she laid on the bed and allowed her eyes to drift shut. These small moments of peace were what brought her the only form of happiness she knew. They weren't often, and that was why she never took those moments for granted.

Slowly, she allowed herself to reach out, extending and utilizing the force to reach out in an almost desperate manner. Her eyebrows scrunched in disappointment as she felt nothing and, so she forced herself to reach farther. There it was. She smiled widely as she felt the pure joy radiating through the bond. And if she focused hard enough, she was sure she could barely hear the murmur of excited whooping of whoever was on the end of her connection.

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