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bloodpacks-archive · 4 years

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my love! congrats on your milestone i’m so happy for you!!😭 since i just saw star wars, can i send in 🌻 with my boi poe? something cute + simple like him confessing his feelings or something? ajxnsnz i love you byeeee

hi!! i hope u enjoy this because I am like. in love with how this turned out. (also i’m dying over star wars please message me about it I need to yell) and ilysm i hope ur doing amazing today

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After the war, there’s a lot of clean-up to do. Poe volunteered to go to First Order occupied worlds to help rebuild and rehabilitate. And wherever he went, she told him she would follow. And so she did.

Currently, they’re on the planet Corellia. After the First Order came in and took over, most of the families were pushed to the outskirts of the city. But now, the cities are beginning to grow again, and Poe’s just happy he can be part of the process.

And right now they’re at an orphanage. Or rather, in the process of building one. This is one of the more painful parts of the job. He isn’t really sure kids understand it most of the time. But so many of their parents had gone away to try and fight back. Hell, Corellia’s the home planet of both Solo and Wedge Antilles. They’re known for their pilots.

But it hurts. Because suddenly there’s kids that don’t have parents, and they only have each other. He just hopes the orphanage will help.

He turns to go grab something, and then he sees her. She’s kneeling in front of a little boy, waving a toy in front of him, making him smile and giggle as he goes to chase after it. It’s things like that, the way she so effortlessly can add her brightness to a dark situation, that made him fall for her.

And it’s then that Poe realizes he never told her. He’d thought about it, it always flashed through his head whenever he thought that a certain fight might be the last one, but he just couldn’t get himself to say it. He wasn’t sure where it would lead. Hell, he didn’t think there would be an end to the war most days.

But now it’s the end of the war, and she’s in front of him, looking bright as can be, and it almost feels like home. And it’s like it only hits him then that the war is over. It’s safe again. The universe is rebuilding. He can live a full life.

It’s then when she walks up to him, waving at the little boy as he runs to go play with some other children out front. She stands next to him, and softly puts her head on his shoulder. It’s an action Poe should be used to, with how touchy she is, but he’s not sure he’ll ever get over it.

“Did you ever think about it?” Poe asks suddenly, and he almost expects that she could read his thoughts, half expects her to reply to what he was thinking without clarification. She doesn’t.

“Think about what?”

“What you’d do? Y’know, after everything?” She sighs, and he glances over to see her watching the children playing in front of them.

“Didn’t really have time to.”

“Yeah,” Poe says, and he pauses for a moment. “Me neither.”

She moves away from him, and the absence of her touch makes Poe feel a bit cold, almost makes him want to pull her back, but he stays where he is while she moves in front to look at him.

And she’s furrowing her eyebrows, heading tilting to the side as she looks up at him. Her eyes flit over his face, and Poe’s almost sure she knows something he doesn’t.

“What’re you thinking about?” She asks finally.

“Just-“ He pauses again, “After-war things.”

“Poe, you know that you can tell me anything.”

“I know, it’s just-“

“Poe.”

There’s a beat of silence between them. His eyes are looking over her face, trying to find a way out, but words claw at his throat, begging to be said, and at some point, his heart decided it wanted them to be said too.

“I should’ve told you this earlier, but, you mean a lot to me. I never told you before because, I don’t know, I guess I was scared, but I don’t want to part ways with you, or leave you behind, or say goodbye just because the war’s over. You said you’d follow where I go but- I don’t want you to just follow. I want to be there by your side in every decision, in every moment. I want you.”

Poe lets a breath out, and then he finally takes a moment to look at her. She’s smiling, her brightness radiating out of her and making her look like the brightest star in the galaxy.

“Well it’s about time you said something,” She replies. And then she takes a step forward, taking Poe’s hand in hers and using her other hand to play with his hair.

It feels like heaven.

“You know, you could’ve said something too,” Poe says. She laughs, a bright, beautiful laugh.

“Now where’s the fun in that?”

When she finally leans up, pressing a short kiss to his lips, they hear a chorus of “gross!” and “eww” from the kids out front. And they laugh, before pulling away and getting back to work.

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bloodpacks-archive · 4 years

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🌻- having super powers and being scared about it and telling peter parker because he's your best friend and bf. He helps you make a suit and pick a superhero name maybe? Super fluffy please and thank you!

okay I’m really bad at coming up with superhero names and stuff but i hope you still like this! Also Peter teasing her is my whole heart I love it so much.

4k Celebration!

“Don’t freak out.” She was standing in front of him, eyes wide and hands up in a cautious stance. Peter had his eyebrows furrowed as he looked over her. She had told him she needed to tell him something, he figured it was something, normal? He really isn’t sure. But whatever this is, certainly isn’t what he was expecting.

“You’re kind of the only person I know with any experience with this sort of thing and, I don’t know, it’s not like I can contact Iron Man for help or anything so-“

“What’s going on?” Peter asked finally. And she just sighed, eyes flitting around the room and trying to find a way out.

“You know you can tell me anything,” Peter said. Her eyes finally met his again, and she was biting her lip, stuck in thought and trying to think of the right thing to say.

“Okay. Okay you’re right.” She took a step closer. “Do you have any like, cuts? Or bruises or anything?”

Peter wracked his brain for both an answer to her question and a reason why she would even be asking. With his accelerated healing, he didn’t really have many injuries that stuck around. But then he remembered how this morning he’d rammed the side of his shoulder into his cabinet (he was tired, okay?) and moved to pull his sleeve down to reveal the bruise.

It wasn’t much, but it was there, so he figured it would be enough.

“Don’t freak out,” She repeated. Then her hand was on his shoulder, and he looked up at her as she closed her eyes. He felt something cool spread through his shoulder, and when he glanced down, there was a blue tint to his and her skin, her fingertips turning a pale blue color.

And after just a few moments, the cool feeling disappeared, and when he went to look at the bruise, it was gone.

“No way,” He whispered.

And then she smiled up at him, a bright, gorgeous smile. And he couldn’t help but think of what the future would hold for her.

He just knew it would be something she would love.

“You know, I’d been looking for a sidekick,” Peter said, and she laughed, pushing his newly-healed shoulder back.

“I am so not a sidekick-“

“I can see it now, Spider-Man and Healer-Girl.” Peter dramatically put his hands in front of him, almost like he could see a banner or sign with their names.

“Healer-Girl?” She exclaimed, eyes wide and brows raised. “That name’s gonna need some serious work.”

“Blue-Finger Girl?”

“No Peter!”

“I think I like Blue-Finger Girl.” Peter crossed his arms, smiling at her so much that he felt his cheeks start to hurt.

“You are so dumb,” She said between breaths of laughter.

“But you love me!” Peter replied, and she only shook her head, laughing as she agreed with him.

And so they stayed like that, brainstorming ideas while their laughter filled the quiet air of her room. And it seemed like everything was perfect.

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bloodpacks-archive · 4 years

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hi I saw your 4K post 🌻 could you do a stormpilot there’s-a-cute-curly-black-haired-cashier-and-that’s-totally-not-why-I-shop-here fic!

aaah okay so this is my first time writing these two but I love them So Much and this is probably a Bit longer than a blurb but I really like it! I hope you do too

4k celebration!

When Finn first stumbles into the shop, it’s snowing outside. It’s just a few days before Christmas, and he got so caught up in everything that he’d forgotten to get Rey a gift. So he’d stumbled into a little bookstore, which he knew Rey would’ve loved if she’d been there, and starts to look around. Lately, she’d been a big fan of memoirs. So he finds his way to the non-fiction section, and starts to look around.

“Looking for something in particular?” Finn turns at the sound of a voice behind him, and is met with a man standing in front of him. His eyes drift down for just a moment, he takes in the dark curly hair, the loose-fitting tan shirt, the barely-there smile on his face, it almost knocks the air out of his lungs.

“No, no, just looking for something for a friend,” He replies. He hopes it isn’t obvious just how nervous he is, which is a bit sad, considering he doesn’t even know the guy’s name. He glances down to catch sight of the name tag. Poe, it says. He decides he likes that name.

“Late Christmas shopping?” Poe asks, and Finn breathes out a bit of soft laughter.

“Yeah, I completely forgot until today.”

Poe moves to the side, glancing over the shelves for just a few moments. Finn watches as he grabs a book and turns it in his hands.

“Do you know if they’ve read this one?” He asks. Finn grabs the novel. The Glass Castle, the title reads. He doesn’t recognize the cover or the title from anywhere, and considering how often Rey talks to him about books, he’s pretty sure he’s heard about every one she’s read.

“No, I don’t think she has.” Finn smiles up at Poe. “Thanks.”

Poe just smiles back, waving his hand casually as if to say “you’re welcome.”

“If that’s all, I can check you out.” Poe motions to the register at the front of the store, and Finn simply nods, saying that’d be great, and happily follows.

“So how’d you start working at a bookstore?” Finn asks, just a few moments after they’ve come to the counter, and he notices Poe kind of shake his head to the side, biting back a little smile.

“It’s a long story, to say the least.”

“I’ve got time.”

Poe glances up from putting the book into a small tote bag, that almost timid smile still on his face, and lets a bit of soft laughter pass his lips.

“Another day,” He replies as he hands the bag back to Finn.

When Finn leaves, he makes a mental note to return to Shara’s Books sometime soon.

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It’s December 28th when he comes in again. It smells like freshly made coffee, and it’s warm when he comes in, a nice change from the bitter cold outside. He looks over to the counter, where Poe’s sitting, coffee by his side and book in his hand. He glances up at the ringing of the door, and when his eyes meet Finn’s, neither of them can help the smiles on their faces.

“I was wondering when you’d come back,” Poe says.

“I wanted to hear the story,” Finn replies with a shrug.

Poe hums, and then puts a bookmark in his book before letting his gaze come back to Finn.

“First, you gotta tell me, did your friend like the gift?”

Finn laughs, “She won’t shut up about how good it is. You really saved me there.”

Poe just shrugs, a smirk on his lips, “It’s what I do.”

“Okay, I told you about the gift, now you gotta tell me your long story.”

Poe sighs a bit, sitting up in his chair.

“It’s not a happy story, just so you know.”

Finn feels his heart drop a bit, and he really hopes he isn’t being intrusive by asking, and he hopes he isn’t forcing Poe to say anything he doesn’t want to, because he really doesn’t want to mess this up so early on.

“I can take it, if you want me to.”

Poe lets his hand run through his hair, smiling lightly up at Finn.

“No, it’s fine. Just don’t expect a super happy story from this.”

So Finn just nods, watching Poe as he quietly opens a drawer and goes to grab something. He pulls out a little picture, of a woman, a man, and a young boy. Finn assumes the young boy is Poe, based on the curly hair and bright smile.

“That’s my mom,” Poe says as he points to the woman in the picture. She’s got the same dark curly hair as Poe, and it makes Finn smile. “She really loved reading, loved everything about books. She’d read to me every night when I was a kid, wanted me to have that same love. She wanted to be a writer, open her own bookstore and everything.”

“She seems great,” Finn replies. Poe smiles up at him.

“She really was. She passed away when I was a teenager. Cancer sucks, you know? So my dad and I opened this store up. It was her dream.”

Poe starts to put the picture back in the drawer, and a bit of silence hangs between them, because honestly, Finn isn’t really sure how to respond.

“Sorry, too heavy?” Poe gives an apologetic smile up at Finn, but Finn just waves it off.

“It’s reality, right? Part of your life. It’s important to hear about it.”

And this time Poe smiles, really smiles, not holding it back, not apologetic, just smiles. And it makes Finn’s heart flutter in the silliest of ways.

“Maybe this is crazy but- would you wanna go get dinner or something? After my shift, I mean. I know this really nice diner nearby.”

And now it’s Finn’s turn to smile, because the cute bookstore guy with the curly hair is almost rambling, and he didn’t really seem like the type of person to do that.

But he’s rambling, just a bit, and it makes Finn smile.

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

There’s a beat of silence, where Poe’s letting his eyes flit over him, where Finn’s just taking the moment in, but it’s nothing awkward, nothing odd, just comfortable.

“Well, in the meantime, how about I get you something to read?”

And so Poe does, he pulls Finn around the bookstore, and helps him browse. Finn decides it’s his favorite place to be.

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bloodpacks-archive · 4 years

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🌻 blurb, go wild with it I don’t have a specific idea but super fluffy Peter and a bunch of cuddling and waking up in each others arms :)

this is kind of short but I hope you like it! It’s very soft Peter being in love and dumb and I love it so i hope you do too!! :))

4k celebration!

It’s a late Friday night. Peter isn’t really entirely sure when he fell asleep, but when he woke up, she was beside him, his arms tightly wrapped around her waist. The credits for Rogue One are rolling down the screen, and she’s got her eyes closed, her soft breaths and the the background music the only sounds in the room.

It’s peaceful, just like this. There’s snow softly falling outside, and now that they’re on winter break, there’s nothing they have to worry about. It’s just them, a few movies, and snow.

He really loves it like this. Loves the way she curls into him, even in her sleep. He traces soft patterns over the hand he’s holding, hums in her ear as he feels her start to stir awake. It’s all slow movements, sleepy eyes and quiet voices.

It’s pretty here.

She turns in his arms, and he’s still humming a quiet song as she opens her eyes to look up at him. She listens for a moment, and then narrows her eyes at him.

“I know you’re not humming la vie en rose,” She says. Peter has to stop himself from laughing.

“Maybe I am, maybe I’m not, who knows.” And now the room fills with her laughter, thought she rolls her eyes at him.

“You are so cheesy,” She replies, and now she’s laying her forehead on his shoulder, closing her eyes again and hoping that the feeling of sleep will come back to her.

“It’s not my fault I have it stuck in my head!” And Peter laughs with her, feeling the way her laughter makes her entire body move, it makes his heart flutter. “Besides, I could be singing Tiny Dancer again.”

“Oh god no please don’t-“

But it’s too late, he’s already interrupted her by (poorly) singing Tiny Dancer, holding a fake microphone in his hand as he sings, and she’s laughing, pushing him away as she tries to get him to shut up.

And it’s nice like this, so comfortable, so happy. It’s days like these where he thinks about the future. Because maybe, just maybe, this could be his future. She could be his mornings, and his nights. He finds he really doesn’t mind the thought of that. Not even for one moment.

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bloodpacks-archive · 4 years

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🌻- having your heart broken by a mean person and Peter snuggling you and helping you to feel better and see that everything will be alright.

psa: if anyone is ever mean to you in a relationship or otherwise I will hunt them down and this goes for everyone.

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When Peter first got her text asking him to come over, he felt like something was wrong. So he said he’d been there in a few, and was quick to swing over. He tapped on the window, just a few short times, and he’d her pad over to the window. Suddenly, it was raised up, and he was met with her face.

Her eyes were red and puffy, and without her really having to say anything, Peter knew what had happened.

“He broke up with me,” She whispered, and before she could get another word out, Peter had his arms wrapped around her. She buried her nose into the crook of his neck, and he could feel her body shaking with soft sobs.

It broke his heart.

They broke away, and Peter let his eyes fall over her face. She couldn’t see what he was doing, and somehow that made it a little better. She didn’t need that kind of thing right now.

“Wanna talk about it?” He asked as he finally left to moved about the room. He slipped on a sweatshirt he had left lying around the last time he came over, and finally took off his mask. She stayed silent for a while, and when Peter glanced back she was just standing there, arms crossed and eyes downcast. He whispered her name, taking a step closer and hoping she would look up at him for just a moment.

“What?” She said, finally glancing up at him, eyes a bit wide. “Oh, um, yeah, actually. Could we talk about it?”

Peter just nodded, and they both moved to sit on her bed. She leaned back against the wall, propping herself up with a pillow, and laid her arm over her eyes.

“It just sucks, you know? I loved him, god, I think I still love him but-“

“He wasn’t good for you,” Peter finished. She sighed.

“Yeah. He really wasn’t good for me.” She paused for a moment, a beat of silence hanging between them. “But it’s weird, you know? Because like, god, one of the things he said was that he just felt like he was going through the motions when he was around me.”

“Ouch,” Peter replied, without really even thinking, but it made her laugh, and that meant he’d done something right, so he took it with pride.

“Right? And it’s so dumb now that I think about it, because it really wasn’t healthy, but I just thought about how I wanted to go through the motions with him.”

“Well, you’re right, that’s not healthy.”

She lifted her arm away from her eyes to glare at Peter.

“I’m aware.”

But she looked at him for just a moment longer, and then she started to laugh, sitting up a bit more and leaning her head on Peter’s shoulder.

“None of that was healthy, was it?” She asked.

“I think it used to be. But it’s not anymore. And honestly, I’m glad you’re out.”

“Yeah,” She whispered, “Me too.”

And with that she leaned further into Peter, letting her eyes drift closed for just a moment. Peter smiled as he looked over at her. She looked better.

“Thank you,” She whispered again, “Thank you for being here.”

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