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cocoabubbelle · 2 years

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In honor of

May the 4th,

Here are my top favorite ships of Star Wars, from the least favorite to the top favorite:

Kylo Ren/Ben x Rey Skywalker/Palpatine

Why I like them:

Honestly, this isn’t my FAVORITE ship, since I’m not a huge fan of the enemies-to-lovers trope, nor am I a fan of bad boys x good girls. Also, the whole soulmate thing was a bit forced in last minute. HOWEVER, I like a lot of the fan art of this couple, as well as the what they could have had if things were different. I blame a lot of the fandom’s headcanons 😆 . I saw the potential in their back and forth banter in The Last Jedi, and enjoyed when Ben finally came to his senses and fought for the good side with Rey in Rise of Skywalker.

Jyn x Cassian

Why I like them:

Honestly, I thought it was hilarious that one of the reviews for the movie claimed that this was the best film with a female lead because there was ‘no romance between the heroine and the hero,” because when I watched it, the shipper in me thought “well, yeah, because they all died before anything could happen 😜”. This is another ship I saw with potential because how much Jyn and Cassian influenced each other for the better, despite their rocky start. They went from almost biting each other’s heads off, to reluctantly trusting each other, to having each other’s back, to finding comfort in each other as their time ran out.

Carth Onasi x Fem!Revan

Why I like this couple:

The first computer Star Wars game I played was Knights of the Old Republic, and thanks to that I went down a hole in the Star Wars Universe. Normally, I’m not a fan of Person A getting together with Person B who was partially responsible for the murder of your spouse and almost-murder-but-still-wound-up-messed-up-beyond-redemption-because-of-trauma child. However, the storytelling of KOTOR and the character arc that Carth undergoes via his interactions with Fem!Revan as well as her own development (based on the player’s choices) wonderfully portrays the power of redemption, earning trust, and forgiveness that it makes sense for this couple to end up together. This is why I pretend Carth’s cameo in KOTOR 2 didn’t happen, because the confirmation that Fem!Revan left to undo the harm she caused but was never able to reunite with Carth (who spends the rest of his life waiting for her and never knowing her eventual fate) is too sad.

Exile x Mical/The Disciple

Why I like them:

The choice was either the sweet nice guy with an English accent, or the Han Solo-Copy. No offense to Atton, but when I had to pick between him or Mical, I preferred Mical. He’s a gentleman, a scholar, and shows nothing but support for the Exile even though he didn’t have that great of an opinion on the Jedi at first.

Visas Marr x Male!Exile

Why I like them:

This couple admittedly has similar dynamics and even dialogue options as Fem!Exile x Mical, but with the splash of a more traumatic background for Visas and an even deeper understanding and connection. I like Visas as a character, as she is a sith only because she was basically tortured into being one, not because she’s a bad person. She loved the Exile from afar because of their similar situations of being broken away from the Force, and (if you play a kindhearted Exile) fell for him further because of his kindness. The Exile (again, should the player make the proper decisions) also doesn’t hold Visas’s past nor her connection to the main Sith Lord against her and treats her like how a normal person should be treated: with respect.

Rey x Poe Dameron

Why I like them:

Yes, they bicker a lot, but their first meetings in the films and the novels were really cute. Also, they’re both really talented pilots who get along great with machines, and with great taste in friends (Hi Finn!).

Han Solo x Leia Organa Skywalker

Why I like them:

The only slap-slap-kiss couple that has rights. THE Star Wars couple. Ne’er do well Rogue with a Hidden heart of Gold x Haughty Princess who loves her people and learns to loosen up? Only these two can pull it off so well.

Finn x Rey

I 👏🏻 LOVE 👏🏿 THESE 👏🏻 TWO 👏🏿!!!!

I loved them as soon as they appeared on screen together. Finn can be a coward, but he’s still such a sweetheart and a good guy who’ll keep doing whatever is right. Rey is prickly and hard of trusting, but when she becomes friends with someone it’s really adorable how she gets incredibly loyal and attached to them. While Poe befriended and gave Finn a reason to leave the First Order, Rey gave him the courage and confidence to fight them. While Han Solo gave Rey a paternal mentor figure who she looked up to, Finn was the one who respected her for her strength while helping her realize it was okay for her to open up and be vulnerable. That and their interactions are always adorable and heartwarming. Whatever ship you’re on or building, and whatever your opinions may be on the sequel trilogy, I think it is obvious that Finn and Rey’s relationship with each other was so necessary to each other throughout their entire stories.

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alicerovai · 8 months

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Man, I don't even go here (as in I'm not in the Loki fandom) but seriously what is the problem with some people??? It's like, you don't like a character? Fine! Totally normal. But maybe don't say shit like this to actual human beings???

It reminds me of when the last Star Wars trilogy came out and fans of R!ylo started harassing first regular people who shipped ReyFinn or even just liked Finn, and then took it far enough as to harass John Boyega himself on Twitter and threaten people if R!ylo wasn't canon. People I know directly have gotten DEATH THREATS for liking Izzy from OFMD, and I've heard more than one person say about at least two different characters in two different fandoms that they deliberately put their hate posts in the main tag or ship tag because "people who like (x) should have to read this kind of thing, and I force them if they won't" or similar. And being told it's triggering for some people responding with "anyone who likes (x) deserves to be triggered idc"

Fandom is supposed to be fun first and foremost, even with the angsty stuff or deep metas or whatever. I don't know how some people can't get it through their thick fucking skulls that there's a human being behind the screen and they deserve respect. If you don't like a character or a ship it's as easy as blocking the tag and not following that kind of content. What posseses people to harm other actual human beings over liking or disliking a character is beyond me.

People are insane. Or, maybe, they just need to go outside and breathe, touch grass and doing something, you know, real. Social medias are dissociative and day after day I feel the need to stay away from them, even though it’s hard because a good 80% of my job is there. The sylkis continued to repost the tweet and I silenced the post so I can’t see what they are saying about it. And I don’t give a damn about it!

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neechees · 1 year

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Decolonizing fandom to me would be something like, not treating Finn the way,,,the Star Wars fandom treated him. I could be wrong though. I’m just saying. If the actor was white and the first movie went the exact same. ReyFinn would have been canon. They set it up. I feel this in my bones.

I guess? Decolonizing means undoing the process of colonization & effects of it & reversing that, but I'd say the concept of fandom is pretty modern. Like decolonizing generally shouldn't be an umbrella stand-in for "let's not be racist", even if that's part of decolonizing. "Fandom" can belong and include anyone and the category is too wide

I feel like I'm explaining this really really badly & not in the way I want to, but generally I think "decolonize ____" is mostly used as a buzzword & to seem more progressive when promoting doing something, even when the phrase doesn't apply or make sense

#anonymous #but yeah personally I feel like it doesnt make sende #saying 'decolonize fandom' I mean. unless maybe youre saying it in a joking manner to talk about the presence of #racist white fans

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ultraericthered · 7 months

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Choose Violence- Star Wars. 1. 3. 4. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 12. 16. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 24. 25.

1. Ben Solo/Kylo Ren. Awful fandom takes and equally awful hatedom takes are frequent with him. 3. This one lives in infamy for me:

4. No such annoying person existed for me, thank God! 6. Anidala shippers and ReyFinn shippers take the cake here. 7. Leia Organa, even though I don't hate her.

8. .....Do you want the long list or the short list?

9. The "it's a small galaxy after all" connundrum.

10. How many cling to the EU as their canon.

12. Rose Tico, Paige Tico, Amilyn Holdo, and DJ. Yes, all of them, especially Rose, are interesting and well designed characters who deserve far more than the online fandom's willing to give them just because The Last Jedi was not ideal in how it scripted and handled them and their roles in the story.

16. The first two prequels. Revenge Of The Sith I will always get the love for, but its two predecessors were objectively bad movies.

18. Just about everything that Walt Disney World has done with Star Wars, including the Galactic Starcruiser that sadly just shut down.

19. The Last Jedi. I'm mad because the majority of the most vocal fans online would want me to feel ashamed, and that horrifies me.

20. That pre-Clone Wars era of the Age of Republic.

21. The Clone Wars and (initially at least) The Force Awakens.

22. Not sure I've got any answer for this one.

24. Just about everything, but especially the Sequel Trilogy and Disney's acquistion and output of Star Wars in general.

25. "Why did somehow Palpatine return? He was long dead and nowhere near this trilogy! Bringing him back pisses all over Anakin's sacrifice and fulfilling of that bogus Prequel Trilogy prophecy! Fuck Jar Jar Abrams, Chris Terrio, Kathleen Kennedy, and Disney!"

#choose violence ask game #Star Wars #opinion #meme

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noiselessbuck · 10 months

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asking about the good version of the sequel trilogy that lives in your brain

HI YES

ok so my favorite sw movie is the force awakens because it caused me to have such a great idea for the rest of the series which never happened but shhhh it did

the main idea is that you can, by letting finnpoe exist, parallel a bunch of stuff to the original series but also more fun than that so we have:

- first off more time on reys home planet (i read the whole lil companion book about her chilling there) i'm not immune to Nausacaä coded characters

- poe has his tv canon backstory as a pilot instead of changing it to be racist

rey and finn things:

- finn and rey are like hinted at as oo are they gonna be together

- finn does actually get to say and fully use his force sensitive powers

- he and rey have like force-spidie sense on each other

- around the time when they are saving the hurt and angry sandworm thing is where finn's force sensitivity powers and shown and shows a lot of their force connection

- at a time after saving said sandworm thing finn and rey like either are egged on by someone or do think the other has a crush (possibly a weird singular kiss) and then! they both go um no thanks not romantic. but also- you're my force soulmate and my best friend. and then they're in a force-QPR thereafter

- after this poe is all like very quickly relieved and happy for them

rose things:

- listen listen rose and finn are thee ultimate "attempt at being straight before we both realize we are not" thing

- still have the most awkward kiss ever

- rose gets a cool gf (i dont know side characters names)

- both rose and finn are concerned about telling the other it's not gonna work out and then are relieved

- then they're chilling friends and she gets to be in the third movie doing cool stuff

finnpoe things:

- finn poe co-captains jacket scene is more romantic

- after a big scary fight they kiss

- i really want there to be parallels specifically to "a kiss for good luck" to hint reyfinn and then also smth similar to leia and han's endor scene with finnpoe of like what i thought you liked her? no dude im her soulmate, you're who im in love with

aro rey vs kylo stuff:

- more rey roasting kylo for having his shirt off and shit

- kylo being all like there's something special between us please join my facism 🥺 and rey going nope i have a force soulmate you're a force pain in the ass

- zero reylo kissing

- they can team up for the last part with the force sharing lightsabers thing but it would only show that rey has turned him (ps the final fight sucks ass and would be different but not solid ideas what it would be)

other things:

- rey would only ever be related to random trader civilians none of this granddaughter bullshit because power via lineages is the patriarchy fuck that we need Just some guy who is a girl representation

- the scene where rey fights evil!rey would one, semi mirror luke fighting spectral darth vader and two

- SHE WOULD MAKE THE FOLDING DOUBLE SABER

- like im sorry but you can reject the evil version of yourself and still take notes on saber construction

- leia would only almost die she's actually gonna die and also only have the death scene be whatever CGI stuff

- kylo would still kill han bc that shit was funny

- the cool girl who led a stormtrooper rebellion and rides space horses will NOT be related to lando because what the fuck. rey being lukes granddaughter is one thing but- 2/3 of the black character in this fucking Galaxy are related? fuck no. she would still be cool and get more scenes and maybe she can be rose's girlfriend

- leia has the force uses lightsabers more and her lightsaber should be pink specifically because when carrie fisher was asked what color it would be that's what she said

- kylo needs to be more stupid and more just anything that would stop people from thinking he's cool hot and edgy. ofc this is nigh impossible but just more things similar to the "kylo ren the middle schooler" twitter account

- more animals!! and more animal interactions like the ice foxes

- name the porgs something else🤦

- make all the bad guy ships more interesting looking instead of just- the same thing but larger, unLess that element is played up for comedic effect more

- the kid at the casino stables who gets a shot showing they can use the force is the black kid

that's everything i can think of right now yee ill rb with more if i think of it

#star wars #snake mumbles #snakes hcs #answered asks

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thisbelongsto-nohbodys · 1 year

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Reylo or ReyFinn?

Neither romantic but I prefer ReyFinn as a platonic sibling dynamic and wish Finn got to actually train as a Jedi along with Rey. Reylo was unneeded and bogged the whole sequels down

#ask #ask meme

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nonhumanhottie · 9 months

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Into the empty parts of me

Finnrey (mostly platonic, a little codependent). 2.6k Hurt/comfort. AO3 link ~~~ Rey isn't doing okay but luckily Finn is there to help

Into the empty parts of me (finnrey)

The ship is no longer at full capacity. Surviving Resistance fighters are dropped off in discrete locations, swapping ships, going deep undercover. There isn’t another option; they have to rebuild. Rey can’t keep up with the layers of stories and covers and missions. It all blurs together—and it’s unimportant to her, which sounds callous, but she can really only think of one thing lately. It consumes the crowded days and nights on the Falcon. Every time she swallows a bite of a stale ration bar, the lump in her throat grows. Every time she shuts her eyes, he (don’t think about him) is behind her lids. Staring. Waiting.

You are nothing.

How to describe these frantic days that upturned her life and poisoned her reality? As the panic rises, and it does often, she wishes that she never left Jakku. When her heart thuds too loudly in her chest, she silently swears she would take solitary over this. Then the guilt seeps in, and she feels selfish and silly. But how can she explain this to her new peers? What would Leia say? What would Finn say?

They have bigger issues to deal with and so Rey keeps her internal battle to herself. She pilots the Falcon and hands out ration bars and sits silently with Leia as she mourns (‘So many loses in so few days.’). She stares at her (Luke’s) broken lightsaber, a piece in each hand as if she could put it back together herself. He did this (don’t think it don’t say his name). This was a borrowed possession, a trinket from an age she doesn’t understand. And now it’s nothing. All its history (it was always so cold to the touch, even ignited, why was it so cold?) was gone in a flash of blinding light. Its story is over. Perhaps that’s a good thing.

But Rey’s story continues, and she doesn’t know in what direction. She has the ancient texts. Texts she can barely read. Leia mentioned briefly that she had picked up a thing or two from Luke, but it had been a long time ago. It’s been a long time for everyone. The Jedi, over barely two generations, are a dying breed, and likely always would be. There was no master left to guide her. Would they want to, given her curiosity towards the Dark Side?

The Dark Side.

Thinking about it, mouthing the words to herself, sends chills down her body and bile in her mouth. She knows nothing about it, not really, other than Luke’s few words on it and what he (don’t think about him) said about it. It frightens her, the utter power, the chilling sensation and, more than anything, the temptation. She imagines it easily, giving in, letting it fill her, oozing into her empty insides.

When she lays awake on her tiny bunk, and the ship hums too loudly around her, she thinks about it: the alternate choice. She felt it, through the bond (that insidious word), the satisfaction, the passion, the rage, the lust. It keeps him (stop) full, even if only in temporary bursts, even if the tug of the Light is blinding. He’d seen a vision (he was probably lying) of her by his side, shrouded in darkness, with a red blade. Her imagination runs off without her, so clear and fightening.

Her skin prickles; it’s too tight. Lights dance around her, and she can’t tell if it’s coming from the ship or behind her eyelids. Are her eyes even open? Is she even on the ship?

She sucks in a deep, rattling breath and the emptiness swirls inside her like a hurricane in a chasm. She’s as void as space, she’s back on Jakku, scratching days onto the wall, time trickling like molasses. As wretched as… his (don’t think of his name) thoughts were, as sickly as the connection was, it was something. As tangible as feeling could be. It had snaked around her like prickled vines, it had grounded her, rooted her in reality, despite the reality-bending nature of a Force-bond. It was confusing and dangerous and uncomfortable, but the loneliness was gone.

Rey.

And now, everything had shifted again. Not back to the way it was, but something newer. A new emptiness she could never have fathomed. Each staggering breath leaves her hollower than the last. Does she deserve this? Is this punishment for following the elusive lure of the Dark Side? Maybe the bond isn’t severed at all. Maybe this is him (don’t think of his name!) coaxing her into returning, filling herself up again, whole and alive.

‘Rey.’

You are nothing.

Would it be worth it? Just to feel something. Even if it’s him (please don’t think of his name), as vile as he (don’t) is, as empty as she is, as confusing as these feelings are (she can’t breathe, there’s nothing to fill). What is her course? Where are her next steps? Her senses are robbed by (just breathe) (don’t think it), by (stop!). By Ren—

‘Rey,’ Finn says, standing in front of her, filling her vision.

Oh.

She sucks in another deep, but less-rattling breath. She’s still on the ship. Reality (actual reality—not Force-bond, space-bending reality) crashes into her, filling her insides like the tide coming in. She doesn’t remember how she got to the galley but here she is. Finn, as bright a moon on a clear night, smiles, awkwardly, hesitantly. He’s worried but polite enough (or concerned enough) not to comment yet. His hands remain by his sides, though he shifts his weight slowly, forcing patience.

‘Finn,’ Rey breathes. She swallows and tries again, ‘Finn. I’m not. I’m alright.’

‘It’s okay if you’re not,’ Finn says, a rehearsed line he probably heard from Poe or Leia. Finn carries weariness too; he’s slightly better at schooling his features but he can’t hide the eyebags and heavy shoulders. He spent most sleep cycles by Rose’s side until she woke and was able to move on her own again. Rey still hasn’t introduced herself. She wants to but her nerves outweigh her desire for new company.

‘But I am,’ Rey says, lying to Finn, her stomach tensing. How can she tell him without frightening him? Or is she underestimating him?

Regardless, Finn’s unconvinced. ‘I know it’s hard,’ he says carefully. ‘We were taught to bury any feeling. All that mattered was loyalty, servitude. That’s no way to live.’

Finn adapted quickly. He fell into honour fast and absolutely; he embraced love and compassion as easily as breathing. The First Order bred totalitarianism and hatred, and against all odds, Finn escaped. Perhaps out of cowardice at first, but once Finn tasted life (and love) on the outside, he couldn’t turn back. And he didn’t. Heroism suits Finn well, and Rey knows that will only further blossom in him.

Then what of her? Is she a hero too? She rejected him (but the temptation was there, however minute) and she saved the final scraps of the Resistance. She made rocks dance like cascading stars. Was that enough to be a hero? Did she have to feel like a hero to keep doing the right thing? She’s sure Luke would disagree.

You are nothing.

‘I’m just very tired,’ Rey says, and it’s true, but it’s also elusive. She’s falling apart at the seams, as she does at least once a day, and she needs to hide it, like a dark curse. ‘I’m going to head to the bunk.’

‘I’ll walk you there.’

Rey doesn’t refuse. She walks with Finn by her side. When she’s with Finn she’s safe and whole, mostly. It’s a struggle to verbalise her woes but having him close eases the fear weaving into her bloodstream.

They arrive at the bunk that she, Finn and Poe share. It’s been very strange sleeping with others near and if either of them is woken by her silent sobs, they haven’t mentioned it. Poe is outspoken and headstrong, so Rey thinks he’d say something if he heard. Though come to think of it, she isn’t sure he’s slept yet.

Rey opens the door and for a second, she sees him, sees Ren, standing in the darkness, eyes glowing, hand outstretched.

It’s an illusion; she blinks and he vanishes, but the terror remains. Every time she sleeps, that’s what she sees. Him, waiting, wanting, hunger burning in his eyes and pain pulsing between them. The bond (what a horrid thing) is still there, Rey knows it must be, even if she can’t quite feel it, not like before. So many things she can’t describe, and even if she could, no one is left to understand. Except for him, perhaps.

Finn steps inside but Rey lingers in the threshold, heart thumping, head spinning. She grips the doorframe and shakes. The galaxy is so cruel, and the Force is so unknowable. What chance does she have against the power blazing inside her, connecting her to every rock and tree in the galaxy, distancing herself from anyone she could hope to love?

But that just isn’t true. She repeats that in her mind and wills the walls to stop shaking around her. She is loved—Finn loves her, Leia does too. Poe likes her enough, and she really should introduce herself to Rose; they will be good friends, Rey knows.

You are nothing.

He’s stuck in her thoughts, echoing sentiments she tries so hard not to believe.

‘Are you going to come in?’ Finn asks.

Something has to give.

Rey crosses the threshold. She can’t hide her festering emotions anymore. She crashes against Finn, gripping his shirt in desperate fists. She isn’t sure what she wants but she can’t think of him anymore, she can’t imagine him hiding in the shadows (was it her imagination or was he really here?).

Finn catches her, staggering once, then resolves. He holds her tightly, arms clasped around her back. He knows, somehow. It’s like they’ve known each other their whole lives—for several lives. Rey cannot imagine life without him, and she’ll keep it that way. That isn’t the Jedi way, according to the texts; it’s cruel to position someone above death itself. She’d have to work on that, but for now, she clings to Finn like she’s drowning. She needs to learn how to swim.

They don’t speak right away. Rey pants and almost sobs but can’t get it out. Finn rubs her back like she’s choking on rehydrating protein chunks. It doesn’t help but the contact is nice, regardless. His hands are warm and firm. He doesn’t treat her like she’s fragile; he embraces her with all his strength and crushes her to his chest. Rey can barely breathe but she never feels more whole than in Finn’s arms (is that normal?).

‘It’s okay,’ Finn says lowly. ‘I know. It’s rough. But it’ll be okay.’

Rey nods against his shoulder. He’s so soothing, so easy to believe. Even in the dark room, he’s a light spot, guiding away from her waking nightmares. Finn doesn’t need to understand everything; he knows when she’s uneasy and he extends his compassion. He’s special (Rey knows that). Very special. Few in the galaxy blossom into such kindness after such a harsh adolescence. His shift to freedom fighting was inevitable. A hero. Her hero.

You are nothing.

She just has to hold herself together. For Finn. For Leia. For Chewie and Poe and Rose. For the galaxy.

There’s a bang on the door.

‘Finn, bud, you in there?’ Poe’s voice is too loud, even behind the door. ‘The General wants to talk to you.’

Finn sighs and waits another beat before he gently draws Rey back. ‘Will you be okay if I head off for a bit?’

‘Go to Leia,’ Rey says even if she can hardly bear it. She’s sure that isn’t a normal response, and perhaps when her life is in less peril, it is something she can assess. But for now, she wraps her arms around herself to keep her insides in place.

Reluctantly, they move to the door. Finn opens it and reveals Poe tapping his fingers against the doorframe (always so impatient). Finn pats Poe’s shoulder as he passes and turns to give Rey a goodbye smile before vanishing around the corner.

Rey doesn’t step outside the bunk. She presses her lips together tightly.

Poe looks after Finn and then back at Rey. ‘What’s going on?’

‘Nothing,’ Rey says, too automatically to be convincing.

Poe is suspicious. Not in a cruel way, but a little nosy. In the extremely short time of knowing him, Rey discovered that Poe did not like to be left out of a conversation. He likes seeing the bigger picture. Along the journey so far, Leia has chastised him in a fond, forlorn way. They have a bond Rey can’t understand but the sick guilt of jealousy clings to Rey whenever she notices it. Rey doesn’t like to be left out of a conversation either, but she doesn’t have the confidence to probe anyone for more information.

Rey smiles and hopes it's convincing. She should probably practice in a mirror when she gets the chance (she makes others frown more often than not).

‘Um, so,’ Poe said, scratching his neck, ‘it’s been a helluva week, huh?’

‘Yeah.’

‘How’re you holding up, kid?’

Rey scrunches her nose. ‘It’s Rey.’

‘I know. I remember.’ Poe gives a lopsided smile and raises his brows.

She still needs practice with conversations. Should she lie and say she’s fine, or should she burden him with her anxieties? Should she mention him (of course not) and her fears surrounding that?

Instead, she says, ‘I’m going to join Finn.’ It’s not something she should do. Leia didn’t request her. She should give Finn space—but she’s been doing that when he was nursing Rose. And Rey still hasn’t introduced herself. Maybe she should do that, instead of following Finn once again. Rose would like her. Why wouldn’t she?

Poe’s expression falls into a grimace. ‘I mean, I think you,’ he cuts himself off and sighs, ‘no, go ahead. Go find him. Leia was in the cockpit with Chewie. Finn’ll be there too.’

Rey isn’t sure why Poe gives in. Is he treating her like she’s fragile or is she not worth his time? (Always so many questions swirling inside her). Or maybe he’s dealing with his own issues. Rey knows a little of what he went through from Leia’s anecdotes. She senses the guilt; it weighs him down. Pain is relatively easy to hide from the average person, but Rey sees right through him, to the broken pieces. Is that what the Resistance is—broken beings fighting their demons? Is that why they want to recruit her? Broken beings who mend each other by mending the galaxy.

No one is whole, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t hopeful. Oh. Is it really such a simple revelation? She doesn’t need to hide her fears. No one else is. No Resistance fighter is infallible; they’re flawed, they’re hurt, they’re angry. And they’re stronger together.

You are no—

Rey leaves the bunk and walks to the cockpit. She doesn’t pass anyone, thankfully, and sure enough, Finn, Leia and Chewie are all there. None of them are surprised to see her. It doesn’t mean she should be there. She should work on that. Her attachments hit her hard and fast and she’ll do anything to hold onto them. That probably isn’t normal, though neither is she. She’ll work on it. Surely, she’ll grow and change and adapt. The future is very unclear and frightening but at least there’s a future to fight for. Will she ever see it to the end? Who knows.

It doesn’t matter all too much because Finn smiles at her.

She is known and she is cherished. And that is enough for now.

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