#Force Sensitive Pilot (Poe Dameron)

[protectxthem]

@meaningful-negativity asked: [ wipe ] sender wipes away receiver's tears ((Rey to Poe))

🐝  *  ―  𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  some triggering content ahead. add " + " to reverse the action.  ) | Accepting

Poe had been sitting by himself away from everyone, hidden under his X-Wing. He rubs his eyes with the palms of his hands as another sob rocks through him. He drops his head to rest in his arms which were folded on top of his bent legs. He lifts his head a bit when he hears someone walking closer.

He scoots further under his X-Wing so no one can see him, but stops when Rey's face appears under the ship. His eyes are red and puffy as his tears slowly slip down his face. He watches as she crawls under the ship and sit in front of him. He goes to wave her away but stops as she reaches up and begins to wipe away his tears.

[dearanakin]

trust you | anakin skywalker: episode V

Summary: You go on a mission with Cal... and Anakin. You have a task as a tech engineer, but dealing with General Grievous and his army of droids can be challenging. Ps: There's a character guest in this chapter, remember it doesn't follow the actual timeline of the franchise!!

No warnings, just vulgar language (a lot of it because it's a mission and they're all on the verge of flipping out lol)

Word count: 4.7k

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(Y/N):

I'm not sure I even had the option to actually deny the offer Cal made. To be honest, he practically begged me and forced me to agree on going with him and his team to a trade with someone with a weird name.

Worst of it all, I had to be their tech guy for the mission. A mission led by none other than Anakin. I wish I could actually have had a choice, because I sure wasn't expecting to see his face this soon.

Especially after he literally threatened me the other day. I don't think I've ever felt this scared in my life. We all know the guy has a temper and he doesn't follow any rules. As much as we all hoped he would change through the years, it seems like it's getting worse instead.

Now I'm sitting next to Cal in his ship, while Artoo is on top of it. He seemed a little distressed, he doesn't show off his emotions a lot because he knows I get worried. But I know after what happened that day he's not getting along with Anakin.

I mean, who would at this point? He looks at you like he's about to rip your eyes out.

And I know Cal didn't want to look like he's only on this mission because of the team itself. He told me he didn't want to collaborate this time, which only made the Jedi Master walk around with a deadly look on his face.

But the redhead never felt intimidated by him in any way. Or at least he doesn't show it. As far as I know, we're heading to General Grievous' spaceship. I feel like I've heard this name before, but I can't collect it.

"So, what's the plan? Leaving me trapped in here with R2?" I ask as he maneuvers into outer pace, a concentrated look on his face as he does so.

He chuckles with dramatic concern. "You'll be looking out for us with commander Poe Dameron first" Cal explains as I nod. Who is Poe Dameron, by the way?

"He's a Jedi as well?" He shakes his head in response. "He's... not?"

Okay, that concerned me. I'm only used to being around force sensitive people, and being a human already scared me enough. Now, knowing I'm going to be around another human makes me wonder whatever happens if we get attacked.

"Nope, but he's a good Resistance's Starfighter Corps member. And a good pilot" He gives me a smile as he turns his head to face me. He can read my panic plastered all over my face and reaches out his hand to grab mine. "We're gonna need you there to break into their system".

So, we'll watch as the trade unfolds and hope for the best first. Do I agree with that? I didn't, but I had no choice but to help them.

"And if something happens, before he drops you there, he'll bring you back to Coruscant" Cal shoots his head back forward as we approach the starship.

Yeah, simple as that, right? If something happens, like, we'll just go back and live it out. Doesn't seem too tragic for me, I love the adrenaline.

Not.

We landed on a hangar, Cal preparing himself up before leaving me out here with only a Droid and a man named Poe. I hope this guy isn't a douchebag like Skywalker is, I won't be able to run away from him if I wanted to.

He gives me a small kiss on the forehead before leaving the ship, sending me a half smile before meeting the others already in formation. I watch as a brunette man walks towards from where the redhead just left and waves back to the others.

He has wavy dark hair, as well as dark brown eyes, and a stubble. Damn, this man looks fine as hell.

Poe steps in and sits down on the seat next to me, looking right up with a kind smile on his face. He finishes buckling himself before introducing himself to me, while I still glance at him like he just came out of a Disney movie.

"Hi, I'm Dameron. Well, Poe Dameron but they call me by my last name since I'm a commander" He explains, extending his hand for a greeting. I grip his hand for a few seconds before releasing.

Good handshake, firm and gentle. What am I even saying at this point?

"You're (Y/N), right?" I nod as he looks back at the panel, starting the ship.

"Yes, I am. It's nice to meet you" I say for the first time, feeling like I have never met anybody that gorgeous.

"Likewise. So, you're an engineer? You fix everything?" Poe asks, concentrating on lifting the flight.

"Well, mostly prosthetics and spacecraft. They're already too much to handle most of the time. But I can manage computers and systems as well"

"You were responsible for creating the robotic arm General Skywalker has?" He seems interested in what I do for my living and it kinda distracts me from the mission we were on.

I wish I could not hear this name on a daily basis.

"You know him?" I didn't mean to sound too surprised, but my voice gave it away anyway. "And not really, I usually fix it for him".

Yeah, and the last time I did it he almost got killed and that led to me almost getting killed as well.

"We've been out and about on a few assignments. I'm mostly doing tasks for the Resistance, leading attacks and all that" He sets the ship on standby as we watch from a distance while the group of Jedi gets in the Trade Federation Starship.

"Are you never scared of doing these dangerous jobs being human?" I ask out of curiosity, it gives me such a bad feeling being out for work like this.

He looks at me and grins. How can someone be so good looking like that? This is so distracting. "Kinda get used to it at some point, I chose this life".

I just nod and stare back at the distance. We both had comlink for communication, R2 looking out for any threats as well. I shuffle uncomfortably on my seat, desperate to be done with this mission. Poe notices my discomfort and rests a hand over my shoulder.

"You're going to be fine, they'll protect you at all costs and we'll be on full alert from afar. That's why we have other starships in position" He tries to comfort me and gives me a nod.

It doesn't change anything about this assignment, we all know how difficult they can be.

My sweaty hands grab my duffel bag and I look over the tools I brought with me. I hope this shitty idea works, because I can't be bothered to feel bad for failing their job.

A few minutes later, which seemed like hours, Cal spoke over the comlink and Poe promptly shifted the gears and flew back to the starship. As we land, I see him next to another General all while waiting for me. My nerves are on edge and I feel like I'm gonna fucking throw up.

Before I leave, Poe gives me a sympathetic look and offers a handshake. "May the Force be with you" He says kindly.

"May the Force be with you, commander" I force a smile that might have come out as a grimace and follow along with the other guys.

Cal stands next to me as we enter the enormous vessel, full of bodyguards and droids. He ignites his lightsaber and gets closer to my ear.

"We're close to the vents that lead to this small control room. We'll have to get into their system and gather as much information as we can" He whispers, walking me through a small hallway.

He and the other Jedi stop on their tracks and immediately drop both of the droids standing there. Cal turns on his heels and approaches me, handing me a blaster gun. One I was supposed to carry around but am too fucking scared to do it.

"You might wanna use it this time" He reaches out for a pocket knife strapped on his ankle and offers it to me as well. "I didn't say you'll have to. Just for self-defense".

He glances up at me with a tender look on his face. This man gives his life to protect me and I'd do the same if I could. I mean, I do but not the same way he does of course.

I just nod at everything he says and we look up at the vent. I'm not doing this alone, am I?

If I had a dollar for everytime he uses his force for mind reading, I would be such a rich person right now. "I'm going with you" He adds.

Getting in a vent with a duffel bag is probably one of the worst scenarios I never thought about. We were dragging our bodies while he tried to drag the bag without making much noise, but obviously not being very cautious with the tools, the gears and other objects in there. We get to the room, me behind Cal as he shoots his blaster against the soldiers. I can't feel my legs at this point, and it's not even because we're in such a small space.

He drops on his feet first, glancing around the room, before looking up at me. He shoots both arms up, waiting for me to jump in as well. I don't know how I was able to pull a stunt like that since I'm afraid of heights. And I mean 8 feet is already too much for me. Cal grabs my hips and slowly puts me down, a large smile on his face.

"There you go, James Bond!" He mocks, arching his back as I swat him on the chest.

"Shut up, smartass" I can barely speak as I feel my voice falter from the stress and the adrenaline.

He walks over a large control panel, hundreds of different colored buttons and keys. They have pretty much a huge system for such a small room. I mean, if there's a bigger room then this is just a gist. First things first, I had to disable the security camera before someone came bursting into the door. I sit on the big chair and Cal leans against the desk next to me. I'm sure he has no idea what the hell I'm doing. I use a small device to hack into the system and quickly find the program to the security camera. 

They clearly need a better safety system, because it's too easy to get into their computer. Either that, or it's a trap. But I'd rather believe they're just that stupid. I turn off the cameras, both of us making sure they're all shut down.

Next, I type in a few things on the keyboard, trying to find what exactly they need. Cal uses his pointer finger to make sure he's looking for the right folder, carefully reading every single word on the screen. "We need strategies folders, every spacecraft and architecture project. List of trades and traders they use".

He said it like he was writing down a fucking grocery shopping list.

I try not to send him a glare or even look at him like I'm pissed. So I just go straight to the point. "Might as well just wipe out the entire computer, Kestis. This might take hours!".

"You can just add them to the device you have?" I swear to God, he can't be that serious.

"You're smart, Cal. Use your head. How big do you think these files are? They're all programs, it's a heavy stack of files" I start to get freaked out with the idea of being there for too long.

"Okay, right I'm sorry if I'm a newbie at technology" He adds dramatically. "Can you just drag the list and the strategies folders then?".

I move the mouse right away, bringing everything to my device, waiting for the system to calculate the estimated time. I can't help but tap my fingernails over the desk while I wait for it. Cal doesn't seem too worried like I am, as though he carries a very serious look on his face.

"We've been in for ten minutes. We probably still have a good half an hour left" He says, still leaning next to me, looking at the watch on his wrist.

"Considering this ship can blow up when we least expect it, I don't think it's good" I look at him like I'm not feeling well. He reaches my right arm and folds his big hand around it, giving it a light squeeze.

"We'll know before it happens, darling" Cal reassures me as his hand goes up and down on my arm in a comforting attempt.

Fifteen fucking minutes. I'm gonna throw myself off the ship. He uses his comlink to let the others know, which they all agree. For the first time, Anakin goes in the line and says he's trying to make a trade. It was all a set up as Cal explained.

The remaining seven minutes turned into a disaster, when a loud blast echoed through one of the hallways outside the room. Then an alarm went off and the lights switched to a dim green light. I just wish they won't turn off any other system before I can transfer everything, otherwise this would be just a waste of time and job. We looked at each other, he was gripping his lightsaber tightly waiting for something to happen, while I held the blaster just for the sake of it. There was another loud burst from a distance, the red head sprinted closer to me.

"Is everyone good?" He asked through the comlink, no one answered. "Damn it" He muttered.

"We need to get out of here before it gets worse!" I try to step in and figure out a way for us to get out. He didn't seem to listen. "Cal!".

"We're closing in on the ship. We noticed a few explosions around" Poe finally chimes in, but not with good news.

Why is it never good?

And then Skywalker called out again, this time shouting words I couldn't understand. I twist my head to the side and look at Cal with desperation.

"It's a code, they're attacking us" He immediately watched as I stood up from the chair. "Hey, look at me! I'm here, you're fine okay?".

Definitely far from being fine. He then proceeded to talk but I'm too busy being stunned to care about it. His voice started to get muffled and I felt like my vision was getting blurry. Is this even the right time to faint or have a panic attack? He shakes both of my arms calling out my name, and I slowly blink a few times before staring back at him.

"For fuck's sake, (Y/N/N). Listen to me" He then places his hands over my face, forcing me to look him in the eyes. "Please, listen. I need to go back there and help them. There's a digital lock on the door, they can't get through if you block it. They'll need to blow it up to get to you".

And you think it's hard for them to do it? That won't be enough.

Again, he furrows his brows and keeps holding my face. "Stop with the overthinking, I can hear it louder. Look, I'll manage it. I'll be back in no time, just wait for the files to finish and you wipe out the rest, fuck it. We don't care!"

I try to agree with the plan, but it was just too hard to keep up with everything. Before he turns on his back to leave the room, Poe speaks up again.

"There's a General lying on the floor, he seems to be injured. It's on Block D" He states before going off again.

This time, me and Cal share the same look. Now he seems more concerned than I do. I follow his gaze up the vent we came from, nudging himself up as he grips the edge literally vanishing. I call out to him, but he doesn't answer.

"Shit!" My hands are shaking so bad, I can't even type without missing the keys. "Shit, shit, shit".

Two minutes. Just give us two minutes and we're out. I hear a lot of grunting up on the room, the floor above me filled with noises and shuffling. The locked door starts pounding and I look straight ahead, fright starting to wash over my body.

"Poe" I have no fucking idea what I'm doing. "Are you there?".

"Definitely here, Miss. How are you holding up?" He asks.

"Do you see any of them? There's someone trying to break in and I don't know what I'm gonna do!" My heart is racing and it feels like I'm going to have a stroke in the middle of the room.

"Just talk to me, alright? How long until it's done?" His voice sounds comforting from the other side until he shouts. "R2! Not that guy, he's friendly!".

I have no idea what's going on outside but I try to shrug it off. "Two minutes! My hands are shaking so bad that I'm not sure I can shoot whoever comes in".

"Okay, not so bad" It takes him another second to keep talking. "I remember I learned a breathing technique, we're doing it together alright?".

I forget he's not next to me and I nod, but I feel like he got that anyway because he started counting and walking me through it. Breathe in and count to 4. Then count to 4 breathing out. Repeat.

"Now, hold your blaster up. Focus on anything as a target and breathe. When you inhale, you count one second and shoot. Don't wait, just shoot. If you miss it, just keep shooting" He explains, wasting his time giving me attention instead.

It makes me feel bad that someone has to do it when he could've been minding his own task. But I'm really appreciative either way. I don't know where the fuck Cal is.

"Don't forget to use anything for hiding and leverage. And please, don't forget to bring back the device" Nice one, Poe. Imagine being in danger like this and not even being able to remember one simple thing.

"Okay, thank you, commander" I breathe through my mouth and grasp the blaster.

Looking over the computer screen, I see that there's only forty seconds left and the door is about to burst open. At the same time, I hear Poe for the last time.

"We're sharing a beer when we land in Coruscant. I wanna learn some technology tricks" I barely have time to laugh as I watch the door sling open.

Okay, breathe. One. Shoot.

Shit.

I miss it by inches. From across the room, I look at Anakin giving me a snide stare as the blast just crossed past his shoulder. I gasp from the outcome and the sudden surprise, but he doesn't give me time to process everything as he shouts at me. His eyes are pure angriness and his shoulders are stiffened.

"Come on, I don't have all the time in the world!" Anakin waits by the door as I quickly set the system to wipe everything out and grab the device before we sprinted out of there.

We rushed with him behind me, there was a mess all over the place and the blaring alarm was deafening. I couldn't even aim while running, my hands were sweating and I was afraid of tripping on my foot. He kept dodging the attacks as well as blocking them from coming at me. This is the most attention I'm going to get from him and it's kinda funny given he hates me.

Anakin pulled a hand over my shoulder to guide me towards the hangar, my eyes shifting to take notice of what was incoming. I tried to at least shoot some of the droids but I was terrible at it.

"Grievous just left the hangar with an escape pod" Cal spoke up after a while and I let out a heavy and long exhale. "Knock down these fucking droids and hurry up!"

I didn't understand the seriousness in his voice, the Jedi Knight behind me still hasn't said a word yet and I have no idea what I'm actually doing at this point. Shooting at them and missing doesn't quite help knocking them down faster and I swear I can hear Anakin just groaning in frustration.

Out of nowhere my arm gets yanked back by a guard droid, pulling me over a room and wrapping its robotic arm around my neck. As if I was panicking already, this time I was pretty sure I was going to collapse. I tried to shove myself off from the tight grip, but it only made me flinch more.

"Drop your weapons, Master Skywalker" It said with their gun stuck to my temple.

I looked at him with such fright, my eyes were desperately crying for help. Anakin frowned, using his flesh hand to hold the lightsaber while the other one he used to pull back using his force.

"Let her go!" He screamed, bloodshot eyes and blue irises staring at the droid holding me. "I said let her fucking go!".

"I'm sorry, Master. We have a mission of our own to do" The droid said before managing to leave me unconscious on the floor.

Anakin:

Fuck. Shit. Motherfucker. Fucking cunt.

I kneel in front of her as she lies unconscious on the floor. She seems to be breathing, but I have no idea what this cocksucker did to her. I didn't expect my mission to be such a disastrous piece of shit. As she's still out, I look back at the droid that's staring at me with a puzzling look on its face.

I know how to read droids' faces and it's a gift from heaven. It's easy to trick them when I want.

"What did you do?" I shout and use my hands to shove it back with the force. I tap her face a few times, she doesn't even flinch. My voice barely comes out as a whisper to avoid the other droids to find me.

How much worse can it get?

I grab her, sliding my arms under her torso and lifting her up in a quick motion. At least she's easy to carry. Through my comlink, Cal starts getting riled up and spitting words like he was worried about something. And then I remember about their friendship.

Fuck me.

I try to ignore all the cursing through my ear, at the same time as I pull (Y/N) up on my shoulder, her body swinging as I run faster. I can't dodge all the attacks at once, but I maneuver myself avoiding getting us both killed. My lightsaber slashes them, knocking them down making it easier to get to the hangar.

"I have her, Kestis! Will you shut the fuck up now?" My voice screeches when I yell at him and my throat hurts.

"Why doesn't she answer her fucking comlink, then? Did you kill her, Skywalker?" His voice started to annoy me, my head was hurting from all the situation. I groan loud enough for him to listen.

"Yeah sure, I killed her and now I'm bringing her body myself because I'm just that smart. She's fucking unconscious, relax!"

And now he's just being even louder and insufferable.

Poe spoke up, his voice emerging like an angel sent from God. "Alright, guys. Let's just settle down, we're not at kindergarten".

I roll my eyes at his statement, rushing towards the hangar. The only ship in good shape was one of theirs, and Cal was standing in front of it. He was pacing around, hands on his hips, his forehead was creased and when he saw us he bolted forward.

"What the fuck happened?" The redhead asked in dread, throwing his arms up.

"We don't have time for bickering right now, Cal. Just help me get her up inside!" I swear my head was going to explode anytime soon. "A droid pulled up some shit on her and she just blacked out".

Could've said it sooner, he would probably understand. He looks at me like he knows something, but I don't bother asking.

"It was probably a spell or something. We need to lay her down" He says sternly as we approach the back of the vehicle and drop her on a cushioned bench.

"This is not what I planned for this goddamn assignment!" I mumble before turning on my back to both of them, heading to the cockpit.

"Well she got the fucking device, you should be glad she could do it and not die either!" He spat back, his hands holding her feet as he props her on the bench.

I just turn away from him making my way to my seat, turning on the gears. Hopefully we'll be back sooner than I expect, I just want to take a long shower and be with Luke for a while.

"We're good to go?" Dameron asks, his voice in a relieved tone as he watches us leave the hangar.

"Yes, commander" I mirror his tone and fly off the starship.

My mind eases as we leave it behind, I feel my hands grip the yoke from the ship tight. We didn't get to do the trade, Grievous noticed our plan way before we could get ahead of them. They attacked us in a matter of seconds, bolting at us with no time to figure out an escaping route.

This one mission is hours away from Coruscant, so it was going to be a pain in the ass to sit this close to Kestis. The moment I realized I had to be next to him it just made me pissed. I don't care about (Y/N) on the back, she tried to help and she barely knows how to blast a gun.

I won't complain about how Cal helped the team out there, as a matter of fact. But I still can't stand seeing his face, considering we just confronted each other the other day. The guy always means good to people, but it doesn't stop me from hating his guts after what he pulled on me during our meetings.

Almost two hours after we left Grievous' ship, we were almost entering the Coruscant atmosphere. That was when she finally woke, a grunt escaping from her lips as she finally took in where she was. Cal helps her lean against the wall, while she places a hand over her head.

"Holy shit" That's her first words after waking up. She can't help but smile at the achievement she made.

I watch as she still keeps the smile on her face, pulling the device between her fingers and raising the object in front of her eyes. It took me seconds to notice I myself had a side smile against my will. The red head leans for a hug, both of them laughing.

I can't help but clear my throat before I regret doing this. "Uh- Good job out there, geek. The team is proud of you" I barely speak and the guy seems to remark that.

"What did you say? We can't hear it!" He says it out loud on purpose, and I feel my hands balling into fists. "Did you just compliment (Y/N/N)?"

"Don't push it, Kestis" My eyes roll to the back of my head, I push myself off the wall. "Good to see you're up".

They stare at my figure quite shocked, their faces almost the same as their mouths hanging open in such a surprise. I'm very aware that's the kind of effect I cause on people when I'm being nice, and I know I'm not really the golden boy of the year either.

But I can't just avoid the fact that, without her, we wouldn't have information about General Grievous and his army. Even though it didn't end how we expected it, that's a win after all.

Before I walk back to the cockpit, I hear her cracked voice speak up. Like she was embarrassed of talking to me. "Thank you for saving me out there".

My head nods before I turn on my heels, it almost feels like I've switched back to the young Anakin. Real smooth, Skywalker.

@jackie-on-the-loose @adorbzliz @himesuedi @kingdomhate @himesuedi @cl0esblogg

[melodygatesauthor]

Last Chance

First Order Poe Dameron X f!Reader

Not Beta Read - Requested by @steven-grants-world

Kinks - First Time + Enemies to Lovers (that's not really what happens I tried lol)

Summary

You are a member of the Resistance who has been interrogated by Commander Dameron of the First Order. He remembers you from his time in the Resistance and he still harbors some hatred for you. He's ready to show you just how eager he is to put you in your place.

Tags/Warnings

NSFW, RAPE/NON-CON, forced sex, loss of virginity, minor mentions of blood, creampie, breeding kink, smut, sex, Poe is really mean, unprotected sex. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT (this means that you should take the tags seriously! DO NOT READ if you're sensitive to some of these topics).

Word Count: 940

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“Anything else you wanna say that might make me change my mind? Heard you were a damn good pilot, maybe I can convince you to serve me instead of the Resistance,” Poe brushed the back of his gloved index finger over your cheek.

Commander Poe Dameron of the First Order fleet had a dangerous glint in his eye accompanied by a malicious smirk. Your breath hitched in your throat. He was terrifying to you. You knew exactly what he was capable of, and when he made a threat…he always followed through. If he meant to kill you, then you’d be dead before the night was over.

“Out!” He shouted, forcing you to jump.

He shooed the storm troopers out of the interrogation room. They clicked away on the durasteel floor. He tutted at you and shook his head slowly before he undid your restraints. You fell to the ground on your knees and groaned. He grabbed you by the sleeve of your coat and pulled you up. His face was so close to yours.

“What’s it gonna be gorgeous?” His eyes were darting between yours rapidly. “Last chance.”

“You’re a traitor.” You spat, trying to pull free, but you weren’t strong enough. 

“Am I?” He turned you around and slammed you against the wall, pressing himself against you, “I’m not the one who nearly got the entire Resistance killed and then blamed someone who was supposed to be their friend, am I?” He said in a low growl, bringing his lips to your ear, “am I?”

You grunt, trying to get him off of you but he’s pushing too hard, and he’s far stronger than you are.

“Fuck you.”

“Thought you’d never ask.”

“No wait–!”

Poe’s gloved hand covered your mouth quickly, silencing your protests while he pulled your pants down as far as he could and then started working on his own. He was moving fast, trying to fight against you and pull himself out at the same time was proving to be difficult, but he managed.

“Stop fighting me, you were always fighting me. That’s why you ended up being Leia’s favorite isn’t it? Hm? She liked it when you would try to put me in my place.” You felt his cock prodding at your tightly pressed thighs. “Better open your legs baby or I’m gonna have to do it for you, and I won’t be nice.”

You parted your thighs ever so slightly, and squealed the moment his cock touched your entrance. He oohed and let out a dark chuckle against your cheek.

“Never been fucked before have you? No one back home broke you in huh? Guess I’ll always be doing the Resistance’s dirty work.”

There was no prep, no kind words, not even the mercy of taking it slow when Poe thrust his fat cock into your untouched hole. You felt it rip, and then you felt the warmth of blood that coated his length while he continued his assault on your tight pussy. You were crying, sobbing, and internally begging; but he didn’t care, and he wasn’t slowing down.

“Like the way your cunt feels baby, kinda wish I’d fucked you back in the day, oh you’re so warm. So damn soft.”

He was huffing into your ear, and you were crying, heavy tears streaming down your cheeks over his gloves. None of that mattered to him, he kept going; he kept rutting his fat dick into your tight and aching hole while he moaned as if he’d never felt anything better.

“You know what–oh fuck–what I’m gonna do now sweetheart? Hm?” He was breathless while he spoke, “I’m gonna fuck a baby into you, wouldn’t you like that? Wouldn’t you like giving birth to the next great First Order pilot?”

Your sobs continued, as did his incessant grinding into your ruined cunt. He was so big, splitting you wider and wider the more he fucked into you. It hurt so much you could hardly stand it, the burn of your torn skin, and it only felt like it was getting worse the longer it went on. You felt his lips on your neck, sucking there gently, now that did feel good. You didn’t want it to though. The last thing you wanted to do was make him think that you were enjoying any part of this, even for a second.

“Mm, you liked that didn’t you? Felt your pussy squeeze over me when I did that.” He kissed just below your earlobe, and your body reacted again. He huffed out a laugh, “I’m close, and I’m gonna do it. I’m going to give you a baby, make you big and round, fill you up with my cum. You ready for me sweetheart? Hm?” His voice was rough and wrecked as he sped up his pace.

You tried to shake your head; you tried to tell him no, but he didn’t care. He did it, he filled you so full of his cum it was spilling out around the sides and dripping onto the durasteel floor at his feet. He stayed in there too, pushing his spend back into you so he could make good on his promise to make you bear his child. He stayed inside of you until he was soft, and his breathing returned to normal.

You were still crying as he let go of you and stepped back, pulling his pants up and looping his belt closed. “I’ll send the troopers back in to get you. You’ll be staying in the med bay under twenty-four hour supervision until my child is born, and then after that…you’ll be staying with me.”

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Poe Dameron Masterlist

Star Wars Masterlist

Melody's 1k Celebration Masterlist

[starwarspilotstournament]

Star Wars Pilots Tournament - Round 4

Who's the better pilot?

Propaganda:

Poe Dameron:

I love him so much

not only does he rapidly familiarize himself with a ship he has no prior experience flying (the TIE fighter in TFA) he is able to fly it well, until they get distracted squabbling and one of the missiles land (and when he does crash, he keeps them both alive which is especially impressive considering the design of a TIE). Furthermore, he's not just considered the best pilot in the Resistance in the movies, in the comics he is referred to as the best pilot in the galaxy — and considering how gracefully he flies (which we see during his 1 on 1 with the dreadnought in tlj), its no surprise hes considered that! He literally flies like/better than most Jedi I've ever seen and he isn't even the least bit force sensitive!! And altho he has a little trouble with the falcon, he's able to successfully navigate the lightspeed skipping and do the calculations himself while avoiding crashing at any of the new locations, and keeping the ties off them at the same time that he's trying to fill Finn in on what he's doing. Extra bonus propaganda: he was canonically trained by Wedge Antilles, and lightspeed skipped for the first time when he was just 16 years old. It's also heavily implied that he graduated the flight academy early by a year in various canonical timelines cited, and he very quickly rose through the ranks in the New Republic Defense Fleet, becoming a Commander of his own squadron, and holding that rank when he joined the resistance and was instantly put in charge of his own flight wing.

Han Solo:

I mean he did the Kessel Run in twelve parsecs, I mean it’s Han Solo how much propaganda does an iconic character like Han Solo need

[1donoow]

STAR WARS REC

PT.2

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♡ - smut

Most of them are fluff

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<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post

Anakin Skywalker

obi wan kenobi

poe dameron

din djarin

@star-whores-a-new-hoe - the star wars boys with a s/o who struggle with physical affection

@feyre-darling92 - when they're jealous

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anakin skywalker

@thequeerestmf - how are anakin kisses like

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obiwan kenobi

@ivorydragoness44 - imagine meditating with obi wan

@curiouser--and--curiouser - obi wan kenobi having a crush on you would include

- dating obi wan would include

@clints-lucky-arrow - dating obiwan headcannon

@rentskenobi - shirt

@star-whores-a-new-hoe - mornings with obi wan

- snow day

- back rubs

@spilledkauffie - tender tension

- obi wan sfw hc

- obi wan kenobi soft hc

- dating padwan!obi wan hc

@moonlit-imagines - sending care package to obiwan while he's in tatooine

@not-the-droid - across time and space

@scribble-dribble-writes - late night talking

- only you

- distraction

- socializing blues

@thequeerestmf -actions that show obi-wan kenobi that you love him

- obi-wan taking care of you when you get sick

- how are obi wan kisses like

@nanagoswife - monsters,hayrides and pumpkin patches

- Une Danse d'Amour Inconscient

@forever-rogue - ___

@bellarkeselection - I'll keep you warm

@panic-in-the-multiverse - attachment of the child pt 1 (child!reader)

@hoeforevery1 - obi wan kenobi hc

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poe dameron

@juno-eclipsee - starlight (first order!reader)

@mads-weasley - hope

@moonlit-imagines - poe being recruited by the first order, and you trying to get him back(skywalker!reader)

@agntofhydra - sawbones masterlist

@yelena-bellova - don't be afraid masterlist (solo!reader)

@stormkobra-5 - the house of fett masterlist (mando!force sensitive!reader)

@noclue32 - new auras (jedi!pilot!reader)

@starryeyedstories - like husband,like wife

- black leader shutting up

@eyelessfaces - heal

@jake-g-lockley - I'm cold

@dailyreverie - kiss me I'm miserable

@the-dendrophile-bookworm - lifeline

@chloe-skywalker - may the 4th be with you (solo-organa!reader)

@writefightandflightclub - you make me shy

@the-little-ewok - little help

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din djarin

@januaryembrs - ad astra ch.7

@starryeyedstories - din djarin and flowers

@dinsverdika - soft din thoughts

@joels6string - open tab (mechanic!reader) ♡

@noodlesfics -You being a parent to Grogu involves

@funnylittlelad - a touch of humanity pt.1

@spctrsgf - irrevocably

@namjoon-koya - mando being overprotective father to the reader

- mighty heart ch.2 (dad!mando)

- dad!mando headcannon

@pedrito-friskito - uncharted territory ♡

@groguspicklejar - the strength we admire

@sofiaaaaaaaa03 - grogu's gift

@shangchiswife - maroon

@mewhenimsad - din's kitten

@softlyspector - significant

- din takes his riddur to sorgan

@peterparkersnose - sucks to suck (senator!reader)

- after last night

@mandoalorian - borrowed time ch.1

@angelltheninth - din melting when you kiss his hand

- rivals to lovers

[that-demigirl]

Character Introduction:

Amaiya Solace

A resistance pilot known for her impeccable accuracy both aboard her ship and with a blaster and for her quick reaction time. Having been naturally gifted with these talents, the rumor mill has turned up talks about her being “force sensitive” but she denies any rumor that comes her way. Long time friends (and maybe more) with Poe Dameron. She is his right hand person, assisting him in leading the star fighter squadrons. Amaiya is a kind-hearted but fiercely protective person who won’t hesitate to defend her loved ones at a moments notice.

Taglist: @ocappreciation @arrthurpendragon @eddysocs

[stormkobra-55]

The House of Fett: A Star Wars Story

Synopsis: Reid Janghis Fett is the only daughter of the infamous bounty hunter himself. When she was eight years old, she discovered quite by accident that she was Force-sensitive, and so her father Boba sought out the Jedi Knight Luke Skywalker, who would, for the next eight years of her life, be her mentor in the ways of the Force– but she is no Jedi. She is a Mandalorian, even if she does happen to wield lightsabers. However, when the Sith Lord Kylo Ren– whom she once knew as Ben– begins to seek out her old mentor for terrible purposes, she’s met with the familiar face of Poe Dameron, who is requesting her aid, and she agrees to help him, only once. But when Luke is not where she thinks, sending her and Poe on a galaxy-wide hunt for her elusive mentor, she’s forced to work with him even longer than she had originally planned…

Series Rating/Warnings: 18+ for graphic and intense violence, strong language, depictions of trauma, PTSD, use of alcohol, mention and witnessing of drug usage.

Excerpts:

|| Blades of Fett || Ren's Approach || A Bond Stronger Than Stardust || Sneak Peeks/Scenes || Survive || Jate'kara ||

Posters:

|| The Creed and the Six Actions || Everything || Mando and the Pilot || Comic Panel || Original Poster || Binary Sunset || Family || Legacies || Fett's Resolve || Across the Cosmos || Kin || Mando'a || Disturbance || Final Character Poster || Starcrossed Lovers || Connected || Yavin IV and Tython ||

Wonder AI Art Concepts:

|| One || Two || Three ||

Guides to the Realm:

|| Timeline || Lightsabers || Ships || Planets || Weapons ||

Spotify Playlists: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7jWYOdC2HQj6O9Z6YtCviB?si=Pk0VYRIcT8ae_jg7Soa1cw

Prologue:

|| Part 1 || Part 2 ||

Before the Awakening:

|| Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 ||

Resistance: One-Shot

The Force Awakens:

|| Part 7 || Part 8 || Part 9 ||

The Last Jedi:

|| Part 10 || Part 11 || Part 12 ||

Resistance Reborn:

|| Part 13 ||

Allegiance:

|| Part 14 || Part 15 || Part 16 ||

Age of Resistance: One-Shot

Rise of the Resistance: One-Shot

Spark of Resistance:

|| Part 17 || Part 18 ||

The Rise of Skywalker:

|| Part 19 || Part 20 || Part 21 ||

Duel of the Fates:

|| Part 22 || Part 23 || Part 24 ||

Aftermath:

|| Part 25 || Part 26 || Part 27 ||

Series Finale:

|| Part 28 ||

Shorts:

|| Jaster Mereel || Legacy || Mirjahaal || Darth Airdh Vocen || Ren’s Regret ||

If anyone wants to be tagged, just let me know!

[thirteens-lucky-tardis]

Hear me out-

A Guardians of the Galaxy AU where they exist in the Star Wars universe

Rocket is a pilot/mechanic who is the definition of sass and is always mouthing off to Poe Dameron and trying to prove that he's better than others

Peter is the go-with-the-flow pilot who is cocky sometimes, but not nearly as much as Rocket and he can be reckless at times

Gamora and Nebula as spies working for the Resistance who used to be with the First Order

Mantis working with the healers to help people feel better with her powers

Drax is one of the fighters who takes charge of the guns on bigger ships, but is also considered the muscle

Groot is a Force sensitive being who is learning to channel that power to help the Resistance

I'm not a huge Star Wars person, but like- this idea is stuck in my head-

[violets-and-books]

For my SW fic rn:

Nina - Jedi (During Order 66)

Kaz - Pilot (Ex-Street Rat (Dregs))

Jesper - Force Sensitive (Ex-Smuggler)

Matthias - Ex Imperial (Special Forces)

Inej - Mandalorian (Clan Ghafa)

Wylan - Ex-Mechanic (Trader's son)

Ooh, I'd never thought of Nina as a Jedi! That'd be a good conflict with her character, I like that

Pilot Kaz >>>>>

You know when you hear something and you never knew how badly you needed it until you heard it? Pilot Kaz. Wait, are we talking pilot like Poe Dameron orrrrrrrr?

MECHANIC WYLAN, WE HAVE THE SAME BRAINCELL ON THAT! AND EX-IMPERIAL MATTHIAS!!!

Bestie, I might just have to write a star wars fic. I'll squeeze it in between my possessed Jes fic and my newsies au, maybe

Yknow in Solo, how Han got the Millennium Falcon by gambling for it? Imagine if that's how Jesper met Kaz and/or Wylan. He gambled them for their ship (the outcome depends on the trajectory of the fic, ig)

How deep into Mandolorian, like, religion is Inej? Does she remove her helmet?

[aidanchaser]

polo i hate it!

Ahhhh thank you tbh I was afraid someone would ask about this one lmao

From this list of WIPS

So the title is because the ship name for Poe Dameron and Ben Solo is Polo and that's... absolutely miserable. Some have adopted "dark pilot" which is better but still bleh IMO.

Anyway this is a Star Wars AU that came about because I heard The Rise of Skywalker claim Poe Dameron used to be a spice smuggler and I was like you did not make your one (1) Latino lead a drug dealer, and then just claim it's to make him like Han Solo when he's CLEARLY the Leia of the crew

So I wrote a different backstory for Poe where he is ALSO force sensitive and actually trained under Luke with Ben before he left Jedi training to join the resistance and I was rewriting the trilogy's events through that lens. I do genuinely like the series I just got stuck on the Finn/Rose story but I keep picking away at it. Someday I will finish the rewrite of The Last Jedi, but here's my fave snippet from it:

“What do you know about the Force?” Luke asked, leading them through the temple and out the other side to a cliff that looked out over the water.

“It’s a power the Jedi have,” said Rey. She looked to Poe for help, but he shrugged his shoulders. “It…” Rey hesitated. “It lets them control people and… make things float.”

Poe grinned, despite his trepidation at returning to training. He liked Rey’s definition.

“Impressive,” Luke said. “Every word in that sentence was wrong.” He gestured to a raised slab of stone. “Sit here, legs crossed. Poe, would you like to offer a better definition?”

“No, Master Skywalker,” Poe said. “I thought Rey did great. I guess she forgot about the part where it makes you jump really high.”

[protectxthem]

@jedischild asked: "I said i would help you. i didn't say i would be nice to you while i'm helping you." (For Poe Dameron)

PROMPTS FOR THE FORCED PROXIMITY TROPE | Accepting

"I could do without the meanness and sassiness." He spoke, fighting the urge to roll his eyes. He slides out from under his X-wing, wiping his hands off of his suit. "Well, we're stuck here until I can get my X-wing working again.

[alexversenaberrie]

This is another one of my Mandalorian OC you’re free to use for a future painting.

Name: Isabeth Shae Djarin-Kryze

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Year of Birth: 12 ABY

Place of Birth: Mandalore

Parents: Din Djarin (father) and Bo-Katan Kryze (mother)

Siblings: Grogu (adopted brother), Mirta (biological sister), and Alexi (biological brother)

House: Kryze

Clan: Mudhorn

Titles: Princess of Mandalore, Duchess of Navarro

Appearance:

•5’4

•Light olive skin(Caucasian X Latina)

•Athletic

•Short face

•Long, straight, ginger brown hair

•Brown eyes

•Visible freckles on both sides of her cheek

Notable Skills:

•Combat: Well rounded in different forms of hand-to-hand combat such as being skilled in the use of Westar 34, 35, and carbine blasters. She’s also highly skilled in the use of the recently reforged Dark Saber.

•Athleticism: Due to constant training under her father, Din Djarin, Isabeth is very athletic like the rest of her family clan.

•Intelligence: Above-average intelligence, excelled well at both the newly reestablished Royal Academy as a youth and in training with her clan. She has minor experience in piloting ships.

•Force Sensitive?: No

Additional Information:

•She’s the second of triplets to sister Mirta and brother Alexi.

•Served both Generals Leia Organa-Solo and Poe Dameron as a commander for the Resistance in the battle against the First Order.

•A gifted Musician

•While tight-knit with her entire family, she has a closer relationship with her father and adopted brother Grogu.

Strengths:

•Is well-rounded on the field of politics, thanks to learning experience from her mother, Bo-Katan.

•Has amazing determination, willpower and like her mother, won’t go down without a fight.

•Fearless

•Can speak Basic, Mando’a, Twi’leki, Huttese, Tusken, and Gunganese.

•Fast-thinking, makes effective split-second decisions, and can improvise.

•Constantly on alert

•Competent

Weaknesses:

•Can be stubborn at times

•Antisocial

•Has a fear of droids

•Has a fear of flying, which can explain her lack of experience with piloting ships.

•Mild temper

Armor:

•Helmet: A “NiteOwl”-styled helmet that’s a mix between both of her parents helmets combined. The decal on the helmet is the Clan Kryze signet.

•Chest and Neck Pieces: Typical Nite Owl chest and neck pieces with the chest piece featuring her mother’s “Kryze Mythosaur” signet on the right side of the chest piece and Mandalorian “peace” Lillie’s on its left side. At its center is a gold heart to symbolize compassion and kindness.

•Groin: Typical Nite Owl groin piece

•Pauldrons: Similar to her mother’s, Isabeth has a “Nite Owl” signet on the left pauldron and her father and brother’s “Mudhorn” signet on the right pauldron.

•Gauntlets: Similar in appearance to Sabine Wren’s, the gauntlets have the ability to shoot paralyzing darts, emit shields, repulse attacks from sabers and blasters, grapple lines, and the ability to throw barrels and use flamethrower.

Hand armor: Similar to her father’s.

•Thigh Plates: Similar to her mothers’s.

•Knee Armor: Galaxy-styled like Ursa Wren’s but can launch missiles.

•Shin Guards: Typical Nite Owl-styled shin guards like her mother.

•Jet pack: Due to her fear of flying, she doesn’t often use her jet pack, which is similar to her father’s.

Armor Color Scheme:

•Grey Blue

•Beskar Silver

Soft parts:

•Similar to her mother’s.

Belt:

•Similar to Sabine Wren’s with a double belt but with a light blue sash around it.

Weapons in Possession:

•2 identical Westar blasters

•Dark Saber, recently reforged by her brother, Grogu.

Here she is :). As she is a duchess of Navarro, I decided to give her the robe of Navarro's High Magistrate ;) And as she is royalty - I gave her other 'crown' like hairdresser of Satine

There is dark saber of course, I hope that it is visible.

[thekidsarentalright]

FINNPOE SAVE MEEEEE!!!!!! so fucking real they are everything frrr

also that gave me insane fob star wars au brainworms please tell me u see the visions too🙏

SOOOOOOOO REAL they are literally everything i love u forever finnpoe

also anon u have no idea how much i see the visions. fob star wars au brainworks have been haunting me for days like… not to ramble abt it but my personal headcanons (taking place post-original movies methinks): pete as a han solo/poe dameron type- a pilot or smuggler, maybe does favors for the resistance(he’d be force sensitive in my heart), patrick kinda like luke/finn or even anakin- Also force sensitive, maybe a performer in a cantina or tbh. a hermit fbjdnf who doesn’t know he has the force and light in him, joe i’m not 100% sure on but i could see him being a trader or working with droids somehow?, and andy would so be with the resistance or rebels as a commander or smthing i know all of these in my Heart <3

[thats-it-im-fallingdown]

i am still thinking about the wasted potential of the sequel trilogy. Kylo ren, who was born to thee heroes of the rebellion but became the space version (note that. I’m not saying he was an actual neo nazi, he obviously wasn’t. I’m saying they used that imagery) of a guy who got radicalized to the alt-right on the internet. Poe dameron, a pilot born to rebels from first fight against the empire. Rey, who literally could have been anyone. Finn! Finn the force sensitive ex-stormtrooper!! The force awakens leaned heavily on a new hope, and i understand why people may dislike it. But to me, it was a great foundation. Here’s the familiar, with a twist, and then it could grow in its own direction. But Disney literally didn’t plan it?? a juggernaut of a franchise and they decided to make it up as they go along. of course the sequels sucked, good screenwriting on larger scale projects needs to be planned out. it’s how the sequels managed to fail, like, literally every type of fan. Allow me to provide examples:

There are parts which set up a romance between Rey and kylo, but there are also moments where kylo does things to rey that should put romance off the table. So people who ship it don’t like that they never get to be an actual couple the way Han and Leia did, and people who are against reylo are pressed that they kissed.

Rey wasn’t from a notable family, and then she was palpatines granddaughter. now, i personally would have preferred her to genetically from the skywalker or kenobi families. i get that people like her being from nowhere special because it makes the force feel something that doesn’t just exist in dynasties but… there’s already plenty of characters like that. like, obi wan kenobi (and most of the Jedi in the prequels). ahsoka tano, ezra bridger (I’ve only watched the first season of rebels, so don’t spoil it if I’m wrong please! my point still stands, there are a lot of examples). in my opinion, we have those characters, and this is the skywalker saga. but by making her palpatines granddaughter, you’ve made both camps of people mad, because it’s bad writing.

Finn, poe, hell, rose tico even, all of them were severely underwritten imo. Finn especially— god I wish they followed up on how he’s a ex-stormtrooper! that’s such a good idea and it went nowhere! Not to mention the way Luke’s character was shamelessly assassinated. It’s all just.. so frustrating because it could have been good, it’s not like the whole concept was doomed

[starwarspilotstournament]

Star Wars Pilots Tournament - Round 3

Who's the better pilot?

Propaganda:

R2D2:

Has saved more than one skywalker from their own disastrous piloting

Poe Dameron:

I love him so much

not only does he rapidly familiarize himself with a ship he has no prior experience flying (the TIE fighter in TFA) he is able to fly it well, until they get distracted squabbling and one of the missiles land (and when he does crash, he keeps them both alive which is especially impressive considering the design of a TIE). Furthermore, he's not just considered the best pilot in the Resistance in the movies, in the comics he is referred to as the best pilot in the galaxy — and considering how gracefully he flies (which we see during his 1 on 1 with the dreadnought in tlj), its no surprise hes considered that! He literally flies like/better than most Jedi I've ever seen and he isn't even the least bit force sensitive!! And altho he has a little trouble with the falcon, he's able to successfully navigate the lightspeed skipping and do the calculations himself while avoiding crashing at any of the new locations, and keeping the ties off them at the same time that he's trying to fill Finn in on what he's doing. Extra bonus propaganda: he was canonically trained by Wedge Antilles, and lightspeed skipped for the first time when he was just 16 years old. It's also heavily implied that he graduated the flight academy early by a year in various canonical timelines cited, and he very quickly rose through the ranks in the New Republic Defense Fleet, becoming a Commander of his own squadron, and holding that rank when he joined the resistance and was instantly put in charge of his own flight wing.

[deafblindshorty]

Poe Dameron: Grew up with a force sensitive tree in his backyard Poe Dameron: Feels like he was really tapping into something when he pulls off an incredible feat with his ship. Poe Dameron: Sneaks on and around the First Order Occupied Colossus in broad daylight without getting caught Poe Dameron: Very resistant to torture Poe Dameron: Broke a torture droid by screaming loudly. (Sounds like a Force scream) Poe Dameron: Kills a dozen TIE pilots and stormtroopers (without civilian casualties) in about 3 minutes. Poe Dameron: Jolts awake after Rey is being tortured by Snoke as if he sensed her. Poe Dameron: Destroys a dreadnaught without getting blown up by the parade of TIEs Poe Dameron: Lightspeed skips without breaking a sweat Lucasfilm: LET'S MAKE SABINE WREN FORCE SENSITIVE EVEN THOUGH THERE ARE NO HINTS OF HER BEING FS!