#dark force user poe

[irlpretear]

100 trans/genderqueer musicians

Bands

Against Me! (rock, folk punk) (x)

The Oozes (punk) (x)

The Hirs Collective (metal, grindcore) (x)

GEL (hardcore punk) (x)

Urn (hardcore punk) (x)

The Black Dresses (noise pop, hardcore hyperpop) (x)

Party Ghost (rock) (x)

Lagrimas (hardcore punk, scream punk) (x)

Doll Skin (rock) (x)

Dazey and the Scouts (rock, indie) (x)

G.L.O.S.S. (hardcore punk) (x)

Dog Park Dissidents (punk rock) (x)

She/Her/hers (rock) (x)

Deli Girls (hardcore electronic) (x)

Dream Nails (punk rock) (x)

Sarah and the Safe Word (rock, dark cabaret) (x)

Pinkie Promise (punk rock) (x)

B. Fraser (emo) (x)

Newgrounds Death Rugby (emo) (x)

Scowl (hardcore punk) (x)

Feminazgul (black metal) (x)

Sports Bra (dream pop, light rock) (x)

Club Sofa (indie pop) (x)

The Cost ov Living (grindcore, harsh noise) (x)

Kuromy (punk) (x)

The Sonder Bombs (indie, pop) (x)

Lidocaine (rock) (x)

I'm letting unseen forces take the wheel (cybergrind) (x)

Gum Disease (punk) (x)

Cam Girl (rock, trash rock) (x)

Gully Boys (grunge pop) (x)

Arcadia Grey (sparkle punk) (x)

Schmekel (folk punk) (x)

Destructo Disk (punk rock) (x)

User Unauthorized (hardcore punk) (x)

The Spook School (indie pop) (x)

Pinkshift (emo) (x)

Glass Beach (emo) (x)

Butch Baby (light rock) (x)

VIAL (indie punk) (x)

Sister Wife Sex Strike (folk punk) (x)

homewrecker. (metal, hardcore punk) (x)

Mega Mango (indie rock) (x)

Keep For Cheap (prarie rock) (x)

Steam Powered Giraffe (cabaret, steampunk) (x)

Thotcrime (grindcore, cybergrind) (x)

Whirlybird (indie pop) (x)

Kampsport (hardcore punk) (x)

Um Jennifer? (alt-rock, punk) (x)

Scarlet Demore (alt-rock) (x)

HappyHappy (folk, folk-punk) (x)

Queen Zee (punk) (x)

Grumpy Plum (slop pop) (x)

Cheap Perfume (punk) (x)

Pollyanna (power-pop, rock) (x)

Ballista (metalcore) (x)

Faetooth (fairy doom, metal) (x)

Lacerated (death metal) (x)

Fortuna Malvada (hardcore punk) (x)

Peach Rings (bedroom power-pop) (x)

Solo Artists

Laura Jane Grace (rock, folk punk) (x)

Left at London (pop) (x)

ZAND (pop, ugly pop) (x)

Ada Rook (hardcore electronic) (x)

Ms. White (pop) (x)

Rett Madison (indie, folk) (x)

Murder Person for Hire (folk) (x)

Backxwash (rap, industrial hip hop) (x)

LustSickPuppy (electronic, rap) (x)

Babylungs (electronic, rap) (x)

Human Kitten (folk punk) (x)

Harley Poe (folk punk) (x)

Ewy (emo, folk punk) (x)

Averstaskta (instrumental) (x)

Andie Schoen (indie) (x)

Elliot Lee (dark pop, electronic rock) (x)

Urias (hip hop, ballroom) (x)

Twink Obliterator* (cybergrind) (x)

Rio Romeo (cabaret punk, indie) (x)

Knife Girl (art pop, indie) (x)

Alexander James Adams (folk) (x)

Starmaxx (pop) (x)

Sofya Wang (pop, alt-R&B) (x)

Boy Jr (indie/alt pop) (x)

Medusa (revenge pop, hip-hop) (x)

Mal Blum (singer-songwriter, folk) (x)

Gina Young (riot grrrl) (x)

Petra Fiyd (indie pop) (x)

awfultune (bedroom pop) (x)

Quinn Hills (alternative pop) (x)

Femtanyl (electronic) (x)

Vivivivivi (electronic, glitchcore) (x)

Lilac Boy (glitchcore) (x)

Rosie Tucker (indie rock) (x)

Ryan Cassata (singer-songwriter) (x)

Pain Chain (noise, synth) (x)

In Love With A Ghost (electronic, lo-fi) (x)

Alice Longyu Gao (hyperpop) (x)

Prophetic Nightmares (ambient synthwave) (x)

Saint Wellesley (indie folk) (x)

[emma23]

Waking shadows:

Poe dameron x reader

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Poe Dameron had seen a lot of strange things during his time with the Resistance, but walking through an ancient temple on some forgotten planet, searching for a villain from a bygone era trapped in a dream for 500 years? That was definitely a new one.

The air was thick with dust, the temple walls echoing with an eerie quietness as Poe led the way, blaster at the ready. BB-8 rolled beside him, beeping nervously.

"Relax, buddy," Poe muttered, though he wasn't feeling all that relaxed himself. "Just an old legend. How dangerous can she really be?"

According to the stories, you had been a powerful force user—one who walked the line between light and dark with dangerous precision. In the end, your enemies couldn't defeat you outright, so they trapped you in a never-ending dream. For centuries, you slumbered in the hidden temple, waiting for someone with the strength to awaken you.

And, of course, Poe Dameron, never one to back down from a challenge, had volunteered for the job.

As Poe approached the central chamber, his heart beat faster. The stone doors groaned as they slid open, revealing a grand hall. In the center of the room, a large crystal floated, suspended in midair, casting a faint glow over the room. Inside the crystal was a figure—your figure. You appeared peaceful, almost serene, your body surrounded by a shimmering mist.

"That’s her," Poe whispered to himself. He was struck by how… not monstrous you looked. In fact, you were beautiful, with your face relaxed and your hair gently floating around your head like you were submerged in water. But looks could be deceiving.

He took a deep breath and placed his hand on the crystal, feeling the cool energy pulsing beneath his fingertips. "Alright, let’s wake you up."

With a quick press of a button on his wrist communicator, a soft hum filled the air as the crystal started to crack. The mist surrounding you began to dissipate, and Poe stepped back, eyes wide as the crystal shattered into a thousand tiny fragments.

Your eyes fluttered open.

You gasped, stumbling forward, disoriented from centuries of sleep. Poe caught you before you fell, his hands steadying you as you blinked up at him, confusion evident in your gaze.

"W-Where am I?" you stammered, your voice hoarse from disuse.

"You're free," Poe replied, still holding you, but his grip was cautious. "I’m Poe Dameron, pilot with the Resistance. I just... well, I woke you up."

You blinked, your brows furrowing as you stared at him. "Why?"

Poe hesitated. "Well, we need your help."

You laughed, a low, bitter sound. "You woke me up because you need something from me? Typical."

Poe's jaw clenched, but he didn't let go of you. "Look, we can skip the whole ‘I’m the villain, you’re the hero’ bit. I’m not looking for a fight."

"Then why are you still holding me?" you shot back, your voice dripping with sarcasm.

Realizing he still had his hands on your arms, Poe let go quickly, stepping back. "Sorry. Didn’t want you to fall."

You raised an eyebrow, rubbing your arms where his hands had been. "Thanks, I guess. But if you’re expecting me to save the galaxy out of the goodness of my heart, you’re in for a disappointment."

Poe crossed his arms, leveling you with a steady gaze. "I don’t believe in the whole ‘good or evil’ thing. I’ve seen people make the wrong choices for the right reasons."

You snorted. "Is that your way of saying you trust me?"

He shrugged. "Maybe. Depends. Are you planning on trying to kill me?"

You tilted your head, pretending to think it over. "Not today."

"Good enough for me."

Days passed, and though you and Poe had started off on rocky ground, the tension between you slowly shifted into something else. The more time you spent together, the more you saw beyond the Resistance pilot’s cocky exterior. Poe was surprisingly patient with you, especially when you struggled to adjust to a galaxy that had changed so much in your absence.

One night, after a particularly close encounter with a squad of stormtroopers, the two of you found yourselves alone on the Millennium Falcon, the tension between you palpable as you argued over the next steps of your mission.

"I still don’t trust you," you snapped, pacing back and forth.

Poe leaned against the wall, watching you with a faint smile. "Yeah, I got that."

"You think you’re so charming, don’t you?" you continued, glaring at him. "Just because you’re a hotshot pilot, you think everyone will fall in line behind you."

Poe raised an eyebrow, his arms crossed. "You think I’m charming?"

You faltered, your cheeks burning. "That's not the point!"

Poe smirked, pushing off the wall and taking a step closer to you. "Maybe not, but it’s interesting that you think so."

You scoffed, turning away to hide your embarrassment. "Just—leave me alone."

But Poe wasn’t done. "You know," he said, his voice softer now, "knowing the dark doesn’t make you a monster."

You froze at his words, your breath catching in your throat. Slowly, you turned to face him, your eyes meeting his. "What do you know about darkness?"

Poe’s expression was serious now, all traces of teasing gone. "More than you think."

For the first time, you saw past the cocky grin and the easy-going attitude. There was something deeper there—something haunted. You swallowed, suddenly unsure of yourself. "Why do you care?"

"Because I see you," Poe said, stepping closer until he was right in front of you. "You’re not the monster everyone says you are."

Your heart pounded in your chest, and for the first time in years, you felt vulnerable. "You don’t know me."

"Maybe not," Poe admitted, his voice barely above a whisper now. "But I want to."

Before you could stop yourself, you closed the distance between you, your lips crashing against his in a kiss that was filled with all the frustration, confusion, and longing you had been trying to deny.

Poe’s hands slid around your waist, pulling you closer as he deepened the kiss, his lips warm and soft against yours. You could feel the electricity between you, the undeniable pull that had been building for days. It was intense, overwhelming, and yet somehow, it felt right.

When you finally pulled away, breathless, you stared up at him, your heart racing. "I—"

Poe pressed a finger to your lips, silencing you with a smile. "Don’t overthink it."

You couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head. "You really are infuriating."

"And yet, here you are," Poe teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t fight the smile tugging at your lips. "Yeah, well... you’re lucky I’m stuck with you."

Poe grinned, pulling you back into his arms. "Oh, I’m counting on it."

[stardustkylos]

you’re sitting in the theater. it’s been 15 years since episode IX, the text crawl informs us.

rey nobody palpatine skywalker wears her hair in nine buns and now has her own jedi order that, to show growth and development, now has a bunch of female jedi! but to make sure that the lore is followed, the jedi are still the exact same #fandomrespect. no grey jedi shit allowed here.

rey nobody palpatine skywalker still has the millennium falcon (there’s a sequence where she looks at it in awe still for the audience to clap to. john williams tune plays in the background). bb-8 is also shown here. nostalgia.

baby yoda aka grogu will make an appearance. fan favorite! need to get him in there. force ghost luke is also hanging around because you know, need to fix what TLJ did!!! but rey nobody palpatine skywalker calls the final shots bc you know…….girlboss.

a student asks her about kylo ren and rey nobody palpatine skywalker talks about how good the jedi are and how bad darkness is. finn and poe call in randomly but disney doesn’t commit to them being canon so they can sell the movie in china. they give finn a lightsaber as well to fix what they did before.

the villain is once again a dark side force user. saber battle. john williams score plays. multiple glup shittos join rey in the battle. force ghost kylo ren appears for 5 minutes. they make an anakin reference as well. you have tears streaming down your face.

it ends with rey nobody palpatine skywalker giving a speech about how darkness will always exist but the jedi will always maintain order. she smiles into the camera. the camera pans over to grogu cackling. is it a sign of something? the film ends.

you walk out of the theater, buzzing with excitement. the star war has become you once again.

[autumnrosethorn]

Bungou Stray Dogs Roleplay Request

Hello! The name's Azul. I'm an 18 year old who loves Bungou Stray Dogs. For a few days now I have been trying to find long-term roleplay partners who knows the fandom of Bungou Stray Dogs.

I have been in the Bungou Stray Dogs fandom for almost a year now, and let me just say I really adore all of the characters except for Mori.

The problem is that I have never experienced roleplaying the fandom BUT I am now wanting to experience roleplaying the fandom and possibly explore the AUs.

I have cosplayed a character from the fandom before and that is the one and only; Chūya Nakahara.

My future cosplay would be Ranpo and I'm excited about it but at this very moment I am working on collecting all of the books.

×More about me with Roleplays×

When it comes to roleplaying, I try my best to stay in character even though sometimes it's hard to.

I'm not an advanced-lit roleplayer, but I am a semi-lit. My roleplay lines are about 5-7 lines, but it may go pass 5-7 lines or below, it all depends on my creativity/motivation.

I do a lot of Genres, so if you want an dark/angst, drama, adventurous, fantasy, romance, etc. Then you came to the right person for it. I will allow all types/gens for your interest of the roleplay.

I have a lot of ships in mind!

×Romantic Ships×

Ranpoe(Ranpo x Poe)

Shin Soukoku(Atsushi x Akutagawa)

Soukoku(Chūya x Dazai)

FukuMori(Fukuzawa x Mori)

Kousano(Kouyou x Yosano)

Odango(Ango x Oda)

HawMitch(Margaret x Nathaniel)

Fyolai(Nikolai x Fydor)

Fyosig(Sigma x Fydor)

Siglai(Sigma x Nikolai)

Sigzai(Sigma x Dazai)

Fitzcott(Louisa x Francis)

×Platonic Ships×

KyouKenji(Kyouka x Kenji)

KyuElise(Elise x Kyusaku)

AtsuLucy(Lucy x Atsushi)

HiguGin(Gin x Higuchi)

AkuHigu(Higuchi x Akutagawa)

MarkLucy(Lucy x Mark)

I do NOT roleplay with minors(apologies) the ages I feel comfortable with is 18 up to 24. If you're 17 turning 18 soon I will allow it.

×How I got into roleplaying×

I have started roleplaying since the age of 12. To be honest the very first time of roleplaying, is when I got forced to do a roleplay in a public server on Discord. Somehow in the past, I thought to myself that roleplay will never be my taste of interest because on how I got forced, but once I got used to it, I have never stopped roleplaying.

×Characters×

With this I will mark the characters I can roleplay as and the the characters I'll try roleplaying as, in ships.

Green; Can roleplay as

Purple; Will try

Chuya x Dazai

Ranpo x Poe

Akutagawa x Atsushi

Fukuzawa x Mori

Kouyou x Yosano

Oda x Ango

Nathaniel x Margaret

Nikolai x Fydor

Sigma x Fydor

Sigma x Nikolai

Dazai x Sigma

Lousia x Francis

Kyouka x Kenji

Kyusaku/Q x Elise

Atsushi x Lucy

Higuchi x Gin

Higuchi x Akutagawa

Mark x Lucy

×Roleplay Rules×

I'm very sensitive to animal deaths, so i will also ask politely to not kill any animals, if we decide to roleplay.

Please do not ghost me, I do have a time limit with roleplays, and that is if you don't reply for two weeks I will stop the roleplay.

Please tell me that the roleplay is getting boring, and we'll try to discuss things out, or even try a different roleplay but still in the fandom of BSD.

I do allow ocs, and ocs x ccs but only for double-ups.

Please being kind at all times when we're talking out of roleplay, sometimes it is hard for me to understand due to having a speech disorder.

Don't be homophobic because I do ship bxb, gxg sometimes.

I do roleplay on Discord. My user is __.autumn.__ add me and we can discuss more on there. When I accept your friend request please tell me you are from here so I'd know.

Well this is it for now! I can't wait to meet you if you are interested in roleplaying with me. See you then!

[littlebugs]

How are you??

Can I request a Kylo Ren x reader where the reader is Kylo’s soulmate and Rey’s older sister and the reader is a very powerful force user and the reader, Kylo and Rey all fight together to defeat the stormtroopers who want to kill Kylo so the reader uses the force but is overwhelmed by it that the reader releases a massive energy blast and passes out but Kylo catches the reader in his arms and carries the reader back to his shop and Rey gets worried about her older sister and Kylo calms Rey down and they all go to the resistance base and Finn, Poe notices that Kylo is carrying the reader in his arms but asks Kylo if the reader is ok and gently places the reader on his bed and waits for the reader to wake up.

meet me on the battlefield

warnings: injury, fluff, light language, fem presenting reader (she/her pronouns), NOT CANON

i want to make our reader Rey's half-sister (fathers side) so she still has palpatine blood, but you can imagine the other half to be any race/ethnicity) lmk if i missed anything (:

a/n: ok so i switched it up a tiny bit because you said kylo and not ben and i got confused 🤨 summary: reader is a rebel like Rey, but Kylo has a force connection with her. they're fighting in battle against the First Order but reader uses the energy blast, and kylo senses (?) it. anyways he brings her back to the rebel base and everyone's like wtf. etc.

past

You hated him. You really hated him. But he grew on you.

The first time you had seen him it was a shock. You were getting ready for bed, in the Resistance base in the middle of a godforsaken rain forest (you were thinking you would much rather be on a ship,) and he had appeared.

"For Kriffs sake, did Rey steal my lightsaber again?" You cursed as you shuffled through a pile of clothes in the corner of your tiny room on the Resistance base. You sneezed and stumble into a second pile of clothed as some of the forest air entered you lungs. "Allergies" you cursed as you had shut the small window in the corner of your already stuffy room. Wiping your nose on your arm, you just started to turn around but were met by a familiar, and terrifying, helmet.

"Oh no." You whimpered and backed away, heading to the door. "Can you see my surroundings? I can't see yours." A voice far to sinister to be General Leia's son said. Although you could, in fact, see his surroundings, (which happened to be his bedchamber) you say nothing. Until he called your name. "How- how do you know that?" You shudder, wishing you had your saber. "I can feel you through the force. The Dark Side of the force." He countered, still standing ominously in the corner of your room.

"Where are you?" he demanded, modulated voice sending shivers down your spine. "I-I cant tell you..." you uttered, as the walls seemed to blur and shift around you with every step Kylo took forwards, coming closer to you by the second.

"SHIT" you screamed as the door banged open, revealing Poe standing in his flying uniform. "You're jumpy today" Poe laughed as he looked at your terrified expression. You quickly turned back to look at the spot where Kylo had been mere seconds ago, absolutely bewildered, seeing nothing.

After that, he visited you.

every. single. night

It started off with him scaring you as you were preparing for bed. Then after a shower. Then before a shower (that one was particularly uncomfortable.) After some time, Kylo just became part of your nightly routine, like brushing you teeth. He popped up out of nowhere, scaring the living daylights out of you, sometimes not talking, sometimes ranting out the First Order or some General named Hux. But there was simply one constant that was never broken. The mask stayed on.

Your daily live stayed the same. Well, mostly.

present

The First Order was attacking the base. THE First Oder was attacking the base. This could put everything into jeopardy. The lives of everyone here. The lives of your allies across the galaxy. Your friends. But the only thing you could think about was him. Kylo. You shouldn't. You really shouldn't. But as you strap your saber onto your belt, and prepare you multiple blasters, you can't help it.

*What if I get to see his face?*

But you can't be thinking that. "I'm not a foolish schoolgirl anymore" you mumble under your breath, unaware of the presence behind you. "Oh really?" A modulated voice interrupts. "For Kriffs sake I told you to stop sneaking up on me Kylo." You turn, annoyed.

"We're laying siege to your camp." He muses, tossing his sabers hilt from hand to hand. You groan. "No need to talk like a medieval war-lord Ren." He laughs. He laughs like he isn't about to probably slaughter half the people you know.

"Meet me on the battlefield."

The fighting goes by in a blur. The masks make it easier to destroy the stormtroopers. It makes them less human. You've probably been engaged in open combat for the better part of an hour. You consider retreating from the front lines back to the base. There's no way the meager army can hold the Order back for much longer, and the last evacuation ships are about to fly.

Until. Until you see Rey, at the end of a blaster. No running away now, you think, as you sprint towards your half-sister. But it's too late. Well almost. You're too far. So instead of physically fighting the trooper, you reach into the force. You've scarcely been trained, but you manage to knock the blaster as well as trooper to the ground. And consequently pass out.

Unaware to you, Kylo feels it. He feels you use the force, and then, just stop. He freaks out. He all but pushes Hux to the side to exit the command center. "Bloody hell Ren! Can you just-" Hux starts before Kylo pulls out his Saber. He basically rips the door off its hinges, and readies himself. As he enters the hangar he hopes nothing happens to you. As he slides inside his Silencer he hopes he's not too late.

He races to the planet at full speed, and upon arrival, stomps out onto the battlefield, combat boots squelching through the blood and earth, cape flowing regally, helmet intact.

Resistance fighters call into base warning General Leia, and Han, along with Poe, Finn, Rey (still recovering from a near death experience,) and an assortment of others trying to take all valuables out of the base.

You're passed out on the battlefield. Well, sort of. You're dimly aware of some tall, masked figure picking you up, and storming into what looks like the base. "Wait a damn minute," you think as you jerk back into consciousness. "KYLO?" you scream, squirming in his arms. "Shut up" The modulated voice, commands, and you obey, simply happy you haven't been killed yet. He marches through the rebel camp, all but deserted, to where you direct him too. Which happens to be where his mother is.

He kicks open the door, only to be greeted by inhabitants frozen in shock. "My son..." Leia starts, but is cut off by him. "She's injured. I'm putting her here." He booms, voice much to loud for your ears. "You've got some nerve walking in here, mask boy" Poe cautions, obviously angry but very confused. "Shut the fuck up." Kylo interjects, setting you down. Then he takes off his mask. He takes of his mask.

He's..... beautiful. Luscious hair, aquiline nose, brown eyes and full lips. Reactions around the room vary. "How old are you, 25?" Finn shrieks. A withering stare from Kylo shuts him up. "So... son-" Han begins, "Don't call me son." Kylo immediately shoots back at him. "Are we going to uh.. call off this attack, yeah?" Han questions hopefully. "No." Kylo states, unbothered, focusing on starting to bandage your wounded arm. You're partially conscious, but aware of the bickering room. And Kylo's face. "Are you guys, like, a thing?" Poe asks reluctantly, speaking on behalf of the whole room. Kylo doesn't respond. He doesn't know what you are.

After assuring you're safe, he leaves without a word, returning to his Silencer, and then to the Finalizer.

He knows, one day, he'll have you.

[enkisstories]

At long last Poe and Finn were reunited, as was the dyad consisting of Kylo and Rey.

But for another couple, the happy reunion was a parting.

Rose and Corra turned away, unwilling to join Emperor Palpatine's court. Nobody was stopping them, not yet anyway. If they had a chance to get away with their lifes, then that was now, when everyone was still confused and trying to determine their place in the new situation.

Rose now owned two mementos of people she'd never in her life touch again: Her fallen sister's pendant and Grand-Marshall Hux' ring. The first had died way too fast... and the latter will take way too long until he’ll be dead to Rose.

Kylo: "My feelings in this are utterly diametral to mastery of the dark side, but I'm glad that you're here with us, Rey."

Rey: "With you? Standing next to you, maybe, but not "with" you. Not when you do the emperor's bidding!"

Kylo: "You will find that you have no say in this matter."

Finn: "Poe? You didn't do something stu... something noticeably more stupid than usual?"

Poe: "I brought you all back to life!"

Kylo: "And now everyone who was resurrected in this fashion is bound to the emperor's will. I couldn't have asked for a better army!"

Phasma: "Did you hear that, Armitage? The elite of the Resistance - and they cannot resist the emperor's command! We're invincible now!"

Hux: “Right. Enjoy getting used as floor mops by the force users.”

Phasma: "Huh? You're LEAVING? In the moment of our triumph?"

Agnon: “Let him, Captain. That’s one less rival to account for in the soon to come reshuffling of positions in High Command.”

Armitage: "The first to make a "Love redeemed the genocidal narcissist" comment gets a headful of displeasure so strong that I don't need force powers to radiate it!"

Corra: “I take it you already have a plan, Sir?”

Armitage: “...yes. Of course I have a plan! I just can’t elaborate on it within earshot of the enemy.”

Rose: “For starters we can confuse them by following MY plan!”

Armitage: “Great, let’s do that! It’ll give me time to put the finishing touches on mine!”

Rose: *chuckles*

[superfanficnatural]

The Son: Chapter 10

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Male!Reader (The Son)

Summary: You’ve finally broken free of the forces controlling you at a great cost, though the cost of doing so was even greater than you thought. Now, you fight for the antithesis of what you had been representing, and have to grapple with finding your own place in the galaxy while grappling with the person trying to find their way into your heart. Will The Son choose the light? Or the dark? Whatever the answer may be, may the force be with us.

A/N: N/N stands for nickname everyone!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH THE MOVIE HAS BEGUNNNNNNNN. I want to say this now before we move forward, this story is from the Son’s (readers) perspective, WHICH MEANSSSSSS that the events of the movie will be relatively the same but not every scene will be included as the son will not be in all of them. Basically just don’t expect this series to be exactly like the movies. I will keep it as similar as possible as I go through the scenes though. Just wanted to let everyone know! And if you don’t like it then go watch the movie again cause this a FANFIC BABY IMMA ADD MY OWN SPICE. As always, I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2,432

Italics are your thoughts

Masterpost

It had been about two months since you and Poe had slept in the same bed and the two of you had gotten significantly closer. You spent every second of free time together and you had actually managed to drop your guard around him. Your training with Leia had been completed, with nothing left to teach you. Instead, you focused on solo training, building your connection with your sabers and the masters who came before you. Through this, you came to understand many unique styles of saber wielding, especially from dark side users. It made sense as the dark side prided on the power of the individual. There were a few particular ones that you enjoyed and incorporated into your own technique and you felt like you could take on the world. 

“Hey, N/N,” Poe greeted you as you left your room.

You joined his stride down the hallway, “Hey, Poe. What are your plans for the day?”

He smiled at you as you walked, “Leia’s got me busy pretty much all day, needed here and there apparently. What about you?”

You nodded, “I’m gonna be doing a bit of mediation and solo training.” You eventually reached the conjunction that split the two of you, “Good luck with your chores.”

Poe chuckled and nodded his head as he walked down his own direction.

You left the main area of the base and went over to your training ground and begun your practice. Now that you had learned all of the saber forms, your individual practice mostly comprised of you practicing different kinds of combinations. You had been going out on missions with Poe and getting more battle experience with your sabers and in general so you were feeling very confident in your abilities. You spent a few hours as usual practicing until you eventually decided to spend the rest of the day meditating, trying to gain more knowledge and a deeper connection with the force. 

As you sat and meditated, you let the outside world bleed away, letting your body feel the force inside of the air, all throughout you. As you did so, you felt the force users who came before you, each of them connected with the cosmic force in their own unique ways. As you did, you felt a very familiar presence and focused on it. As you did, you began to hear whispers.

“I’m not a killer, I’m not like you.”

“I won’t leave you. Not this time.”

You felt something in front of you and opened your eyes.

“Been a while,” Ahsoka quirked an eyebrow as she looked at you amusingly. 

You smiled warmly, “Look at how old you’ve grown.”

She laughed slightly, “The last time I saw you, you nearly killed me. Now we meet again years later and the first thing you say to me is that I’m old?”

You laughed a bit as well, “It really is good to see you, someone that I know from... before.”

She sighed and looked at you knowingly, “If you’re looking for Jedi advice, I’m probably one of the worst people to come to.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, “What do you mean? Were you not Anakin’s padawan?”

She smiled lightly, “I was, until I left the order.”

You recoiled, “What? Why did you leave?”

She sighed, “I’m not here to give you a history lesson, Y/N. I came because I sensed a certain conflict within you.”

You raised your brows this time, “Conflict? How do you mean?”

She gave you a knowing look, “You think I don’t know about your feelings for Poe?”

You gulped as you blushed slightly, “I-I don’t-”

“Oh, spare me the denial, Y/N. Why are you keeping your feelings inside? Because of an old idea, held by a religion that ultimately ended up crumbling?” she reminded you.

You sighed and looked at her for a moment before responding, “Ahsoka, I can’t just ignore something the Jedi held so strictly. Even if I didn’t, Poe doesn’t think of me that way. Who even said I thought of him that way?”

She pressed, “I left the order, not for that reason, but I ultimately realized that there were so many things wrong with it. Including that. And how do you know what Poe’s feelings are if you’ve never tried asking him? I remember when Lux and I first met, we danced around our feelings for so long that we barely even got to indulge in them. It’s one of my biggest regrets.”

You listened to her intently as you knew she was here to give you wisdom you were lacking, “But what if my case is different? My affinity with the dark side is already concerningly deep... adding in romance to my life? I could become a monster.”

She shook her head slowly with a smile, “That’s not who you are. Every decision we make is a choice, and I trust that you will always be able to make the right one.”

You smiled in return, “Thank you, Ahsoka. I’ll keep your words in mind.”

She bowed her head slightly and closed her eyes, her physical manifestation bleeding away into nothingness. You decided that was enough for the day and returned to your room to shower after grabbing some food at the mess. As you got dressed comfortably, you plopped yourself down on your bed and let your thoughts run in your mind.

Do I have romantic feelings for Poe? He makes me feel incredible and... it’s like I get nervous whenever he’s near but in a good way, one that makes my skin come alive. I also can’t ignore the... reaction I get down there whenever he looks at me a certain way or touches me even innocently. Oh maker, I definitely have feelings for him. But there’s no way that he would like me, I remember he said that I was the first guy he had ever cuddled with... that means that he has definitely never been with a man before. He’s 32 so he definitely knows his sexuality by now, so why bother admitting my feelings to him? He’d just reject me and things would never be the same afterwards.

You lost yourself in your thoughts as sleep eventually overtook you.

You awoke to the sound of your alarm the next morning and groaned as you flipped over in bed. The overhead lights came on and you sighed once more before throwing yourself out of bed and walking towards the bathroom. After doing your morning routine, cleaning up and grooming, you got dressed and left your room, leaving to knock on Poe’s to get no response. Guess he left a bit early today. Your comms pinged.

“Y/N, we need you in command.”

“On my way,” you responded.

Upon entering command, you saw Poe along with Leia and several others huddled around the holo table.

“Lor San Tekka has sent us a communication from Jakku. He says he has the map to Luke Skywalker,” Leia announced.

There were gasps heard around the room as the information sinked in.

“That’s why I’m going in and getting the info,” Poe chimed in.

You made yourself known, “Alone?”

Poe’s eyes met yours and you swore you say a faint smile form, “That’s right. It’s likely we’re not the only ones who know about this so we need to get in and out fast.”

“Commander Poe will be making contact with Tekka in a small village on the planet.”

After a bit more mission information, the session was adjourned and the room somewhat cleared out. As it did, you walked up to Poe and Leia at the holotable.

“There’s no way you’re doing this alone. A map to Luke? The First Order will be all over it,” you argued.

Poe sighed, “I know the risks, Y/N. But this needs to happen, and this is the only way to do it.”

You looked to Leia pleadingly, “General, you can’t possibly allow this.”

“Y/N, we all agree that this mission needs to happen.”

You heaved a breath frustratedly and looked off to the side.

Leia and Poe exchanged a glance and Leia walked away, Poe coming closer to you, “Hey, it’ll be ok.”

You looked at him with your arms crossed, “This kind of mission is way too sensitive. What if the First Order gets there first? You can’t take them all on by yourself.”

“Oh, you don’t believe in me?” he responded.

You gave him a dirty look and punched him in the shoulder, “I believe in you, but I just don’t want anything... bad happening to you.” You tried to find a way to cover up how openly caring you were being, “Who else is gonna buy me drinks?”

He laughed and you joined him, “Ah yeah, of course.”

Your laughter died down and the two of you simply held each other’s gaze as the smiles slowly dissipated from your faces.

“I promise, I’ll come back to y-” he coughed and cleared his throat, “I’ll come back soon just you wait.”

You looked at him for a few more moments before eventually nodding, “Alright, just promise to be careful, alright?” 

He nodded in response, “I will.”

You saw Poe off and talked to BB-8 and told him to watch his back. Right when he left, you rushed back to command to oversee the entire mission. For a while, it was just waiting as Poe traveled through lightspeed, one of the workers being kind enough to bring you some food as you waited for a few hours. 

“Master Y/N?” A-3 had come up to you in the corner of the room.

You turned to him and responded, “A-3, how has work in command been?”

His eyes lit up brightly as he responded, “They have treated me incredibly! Though I have to say the 3P model here seems to have taken a personal offense to my being here.”

You chuckled a bit, “I’m glad you’re making friends.”

“Sir, if I may, there was another thing I wished to speak about,” his tone suddenly became soft.

You squinted your eyes, “Are you currently employing your therapeutic programs?

His metallic body moved back just slightly as he looked at you, puzzled for a moment, “I-Indeed, sir I have.”

You looked at him inquisitively, “And what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?”

“Ruie and I have computed and we, well mostly I, have calculated you to be in distress over Commander Poe, is that right?”

You sighed, “Yeah, that’s no secret, we all are.”

He waited a moment before he responded, “My information processors are telling me that you are concerned for Commander Poe in a much... more serious note?”

You nodded your head exasperated, “Of course I am, he’s my best friend.”

“Forgive me sir,” he began, “it seems as though you do not understand what I mean. I am talking about you being concerned with Commander Poe because you lo-”

“Zip it A-3!” you shouted suddenly.

A few heads in the room turned towards the commotion for a moment before returning to their work.

“My sincerest apologies, sir, I simply wanted to know if you needed someone to talk to about it,” he spoke softly.

You sighed heavily, “I’m sorry for my outburst, A-3. I know you’re just trying to help and I appreciate that, but I’m fine. Please, get back to where you’re needed.”

He gave you a short bow, “As you wish, Master Y/N.”

After A-3 had walked off, you spent a few minutes trying to calm yourself down and wait for Poe to give notice. 

Finally, “Coming out of hyperspace now.”

You stood from your chair and came up to the holotable, “Command reads you.”

“Proceed with the mission Commander Poe,” Leia commanded.

“Copy that, making entry to Jakku now.”

You were nervous to say the least. It wasn’t like Poe had never risked his life before, you’ve risked both of your lives over and over again but this was different. This mission is one of the most dangerous one’s the resistance has had since you’ve been here. You hated it, you couldn’t be there to protect Poe.

“Got a visual on the town, BB-8 let me see those landing gears,” Poe said.

You were tracking his ship through the holotable and were connected through the comms, “Any First Order activity?”

“Negative, looks like we’ve got here first.”

“Doesn’t mean they aren’t right on your tail, get in, get the info, and get out,” you instructed, feeling your nerves bubble in your gut.

“It’s alright, Y/N. I’ll see you guys soon.”

“BB-8, keep the scanners on and feed it to us, I want to make sure we’re prepared for anything,” you said as you understood they were about to leave the ship.

“Good idea,” Leia commented.

You nodded towards her in response before seeing the data from the ship scanners. From the planet, it would be unable to scan for ships coming into orbit but at the least he could get a heads up for company. 

“Going in now, see you guys soon,” was the last thing you heard before communications ended.

“He’ll be fine,” Leia spoke softly towards you, sensing your trepidation.

You stared at her for a moment, “Leia, you can’t guarantee that.”

She nodded, “I can’t, but we have to believe in Poe. And if it comes to it, help him.”

You nodded determinedly, “Damn right.”

After some time had passed with you pacing back and forth, an alert began to sound.

“What’s going on?” you yelled as you rushed to the holotable.

“Incoming troop carriers, it’s the First Order,” one of the logistics officers informed.

“Shit! BB-8 do you copy?” 

You heard a few beeps and boops in response.

“Go warn Poe now! Get out of there BB-8!” you yelled.

He made a few alarm noises and rushed out of the x-wing to go notify Poe. 

You walked over to the logistics officer as he had a screen in front of him, “How many?”

Still looking at the screen, “Two of them, a shuttle as well.”

“Do we know who’s on-”

“Ren...” you whispered breathlessly.

You knew about Leia’s son from her memories but you had never felt him before through the force. To be honest, you never tried as you didn’t want them to know of your presence but Poe being in danger loosened your guard and you felt him. 

“What did you say?” Leia asked, shock written across her features.

You gave her a solemn look, “It’s Kylo Ren.”

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[henclair]

everytime someone talks abt how much of a waste it was to make kylo the hanleia child i want to throw a car through their window. yes poe, finn, and rey, make for great adopted children figures to han and leia but that’s only because they had already suffered the loss of ben when he turned into kylo. and ur all MISSING THE POINT OF KYLOS CHARACTER IN THE FILMS ENTIRELY!!! it’s about the infallibility of the dark sides pull with the skywalker family. it’s about how loving parents can still raise emotionally abused children. it’s about how their family line is cursed by the force. it’s about how distrust in what someone could be will make them become that. NOT TO MENTION KYLO WAS GROOMED BY SNOKE SINCE CHILDHOOD!!!! HE WAS LIVING WITH A SITH LORD IN HIS EAR THE ENTIRE TIME!!!! leia and han could’ve been the most attentive and loving and perfect parents in the galaxy (which from context clues we can interpret that they weren’t) but it wouldn’t have mattered because kylo was an unstable, emotional child with a familial connection to the dark side that was preyed upon by a much stronger force user. he was a person who could never truly be the light side force user they all wanted him to be because of his emotions and anger, and instead of his family working with him to find balance within the two sides of the force warring in his mind, they sent him away, his uncle tried to kill him, and they didn’t even realize that he had been the victim of snokes machinations almost his entire conscious life. he is the hanleia child, reckless, powerful in the force, emotional, impulsive, he is all their worst traits and you all put han and leia (her especially) on too much of a pedestal to understand why kylo was the one who was their child in canon and not poe.

[ahaura]

the sequel trilogy isn't real to me. i have like 14 different versions in my head that are combinations of other people's good takes and my own biases. changes range from more eu-suited to throwing out everything bec it's been a few years and i can do whatever i want<3 ok so hear me out:

Post-OT:

Luke still starts his very own Jedi academy. Based on the OT and what we know about Luke there is no way he would be using the same tactics the Jedi Order used like separating children from their families and teaching them never to confront or acknowledge their "bad" feelings. Obviously he wouldn't be *perfect* but I have no doubt he'd be compassionate and understanding. And, since he's ushering in a new generation of Jedi, he would, in a way, be learning along with his students. Studying the surviving records of Jedi teachings and figuring out what works, etc.

Han and Leia get married but divorce after 1 year maximum. Of course they are still amicable and very close friends and love each other but divorce for the win.

ST:

Regarding Ben S*l* I have several thoughts. You can decide which I'm serious about. 1) never exists 2) gets aborted 3) is still born but does not become K*lo R*en. I'm not saying he can't have struggles, complex thoughts, and/or questions about his legacy - being the son of General Han Solo and Senator Leia Organa, last of the Royal House of Alderaan, one of the only living Alderaanians in the galaxy, and chiefly instrumental in the period of rebuilding following the collapse of the Galactic Empire, Nephew to Jedi Luke Skywalker, Grandson to Darth Vader/Anakin Skywalker, etc etc. But I really don't see him falling to the Dark Side. Whatever the case, I would only have him mentioned on-screen or include him in-passing at most. I don't know anything about him and I don't care to.

The old guard would be largely absent because this is a new story with new characters and a fresh start. The most I can see is Leia being shown on a holotape or in passing, a cameo MAYBE. But I would not include the others.

There can still be holdouts of the Empire abound; I don't see why a rogue element like the First Order couldn't still emerge. I think Finn being a stormtrooper and then deserting is an integral part of his story and it's still an awesome start to his own odyssey. He would be the main character and be Force-sensitive. I would want his past properly explored and addressed; there's so much that could be done both internally and externally.

To conveniently sidestep employing legacy characters AND using Empire 2.0 as the main antagonists (no Snoke or Palpatine to be seen here!) I would do something, like, have the trilogy start in a familiar place. Somewhere where it's plausible for Poe and Finn to meet and for Finn to defect and all that good stuff. But then there would be some plot reason they have to go to somewhere in the Outer Rim or even uncharted space, either by volunteer or some sort of mishap that lands them there.

Not sure about the central antagonists beyond that it would be nice to have a unique Sith threat that wasn't a cannibalized hodgepodge from KOTOR and the EU. And not one-dimensional. With a new generation of Jedi emerging slowly but surely in the Core Systems under Luke's teachings so do potential Sith initiates in other places (balance, and all that). It could mirror Luke and try to expand Sith doctrine and try to avoid what led to the collapse of past Sith empires and the most recent collapse of Palpatine's. Or something else entirely. I would also add a non-Force using faction in addition to the Sith for fun.

Finn COULD learn from Luke once his powers are uncovered. Maybe he begins his teachings but is swept away or is en route to after a mission but never gets the chance. Or maybe it's something he has to explore and navigate all on his own, aside from possible additional characters who are either not Force sensitive and are doing their best with what they know or actual Force users. I can't remember the new canon for lightsabers but I don't care about it and I think it would be so, so sweet to see Finn get his kyber crystal.

Rey, Poe, and Rose still all appear. Unclear as to specifics but I would leave out everything stupid and bad the ST did to them. Rey would still be an orphan. I don't really like her as Force-user but if she HAD to be it shouldn't be a part of the central story. I never watched the last movie of the ST but iirc they made Poe a spice dealer??? which he would NOT be.

As far as I ships are concerned idk. Finnrey, Finnpoe, "rey is a lesbian and this ship fucking sux!" dot jpg. I remember FinnReyPoe too but it's mostly a blur to me now.

One teen tiny Padme mention. Because I have not heard her name in a movie since 2007 and it drives me fucking crazy that they never uttered in the Obi Wan Series.

Also the Obi Wan series doesn't exist to me either, like, in regards to these ideas. Don't care.

Additions:

I would involve Mandalorians. Probably borrowing from EU/Legends.

other stuff too. i dont remember anymore. this is 1 variation among lik 24. mutuals free free to reply and chime in/add ur own/anything.

[summahsunlight]

Sneak Peaks

I meant to post these yesterday, but just a couple of sneak peaks of what’s coming!

Perhaps It’s Fate

Poe felt like he had been punched in the gut. You were gone; with his intense desire to protect you, to give you the life you deserved--he’d pushed you away, probably for good. Before he could even think straight, he asked when he could get clearance to take off. He was going to Mon Cal, he was going after you--the mission, the Resistance be damned.

The Light of a Thousand Stars

There was barely time to react as the steal clad knight emerged from behind the rock. Evelyn, not opened to the Force, startled and it was just the right amount of time the dark side user needed to slash his sword across her abdomen. She managed to unlatch and ignite her lightsaber, but the strenuous swing of the blade that followed barely made a dent on the Knight of Ren's armor.

"Hey!" Kaleb shouted, snapping his own lightsaber to life. He reached out and called Evelyn's weapon to his free hand. "Get away from her!"

[bthearst]

Book Review

WHAT MOVES THE DEAD by T. Kingfisher

Genre: Gothic Horror, Fantasy, Classic Retelling, LGBT

Rating: 5/5 mushrooms

It was my inability to remember names that led me to discover T. Kingfisher’s What Moves the Dead, while looking up ‘who wrote Mexican Gothic’ back in September. The cover art caught my attention on the “Users Also Search For” segment of the webpage—a beautifully haunting illustration of a hare embraced by a series of mushrooms. I made note of it, promptly forgot about it, only to come across it once again when looking up yet another Gothic title. This time, I logged into my local library’s portal and placed a hold on the novella the moment I saw they had a copy on hand.

Going into What Moves the Dead, I knew nothing of it other than it was a Gothic Horror involving mushrooms. Two months after coming off reading Silvia Moreno-Garcias’ Mexican Gothic, a book that very quickly became an all-time favorite thanks to my love for the genre and the delightful inclusion of Hispanic representation, I was intrigued by this wave of fungi-based nightmares. Part of me worried that it would be too similar, that because I had already read something with multiple tropes and themes in common that I would be impervious to the frights in store.

I am bone-deep pleased to say that I was wrong.

A reimagining of Edgar Allan Poe’s The Fall of the House of Usher, What Moves the Dead tells the story of Alex Easton, an ex-soldier who receives a letter from their old friend Madeline Usher. In the letter, Madeline begs Easton to come visit as her twin brother believes that she is dying from a mysterious illness. Easton, having been Roderick Usher’s commanding officer during the war, feels obligated to do so. The first chapter not only introduces us to Lieutenant Easton and their very sassy horse Hob, it also provides a bleak introduction to the ominous Usher Mansion, and the tarn that haunts it.

Skipping ahead, I read the author’s acknowledgments at the end of the book where she explains that the inspiration for this novella came from her revisiting Poe’s story and wishing there had been more to it. This worried me since the whole deal with Gothic Horror is the deliberate avoidance of giving away too much. I wholly understand that this is a personal preference, but I prefer it when my horrors are vague. The imagination will always be more powerful than the words on a page or the images on a screen, which is why fear truly manifests itself once the book or movie is over and we’re alone, in the dark, in our beds.

Not only was that worry unnecessary, but I was served a masterclass in storytelling in just 158 pages.

I will not give away too much but the “culprit”, to give it a name, becomes apparent pretty early on, and Kingfisher does a hare-raising good job at using that knowledge against the reader. The knowing makes for a visceral experience, makes the realization slowly sink in and stick beneath the layers of one’s own skin to the point that the reader is forced to become aware of their own lungs. The reader knows what can happen, and then it does happen, and then it gets pushed so beyond the boundary of one’s expectations that putting down the book for a couple of moments becomes an absolute must.

And that, my friends, is some good fucking horror.

Now, this masterclass did not end there. As I previously mentioned, What Moves the Dead is a novella. It’s short, sweet, to the point, and while I desired with my whole soul for this to have been an epic, I’m glad that it wasn’t. Because of its length, none of the characters overstay their welcome, and Alex Easton will stay with me for a very, very long time. Because, while Mexican Gothic delivered on that sweet Latine rep, What Moves the Dead delivered the most unexpected of representation for a piece set in 1890:

[…] Denton likely thought that a sworn soldier would be a seven-foot-tall Amazon with one breast cut off and a harem of cowed men under kan heel. […] He was likely not expecting a short, stout person in a dusty greatcoat and a military haircut. I no longer bother to bind my breasts, but I never had a great deal to worry about in that direction, my batman sees that my clothing is cut in proper military style. – What Moves the Dead, pg. 17

This is the part where I stopped, re-read the passage, picked up my phone, and yelled at everyone who would listen. Our protagonist is nonbinary, and the surge of euphoric delight that short-circuited my brain has kept me going for the past three days. 

Gallacia, much like Ruritania, is a fictional country with its own language and cultural rules. Here, people who are not career soldiers can become sworn soldiers: soldiers who could not enlist by traditional means and are sworn in by personal choice. The Gallacian language has multiple sets of pronouns outside of he/she and el/ella, including pronoun sets specifically used for “children, rocks, and even God”. Soldiers have a single set of pronouns as there is no binary within the Gallacian military, but once the war ends, soldiers go back to using whichever pronouns were theirs before. Easton explains in the utmost sensible fashion that once the war was said and done, they simply did not feel the desire to shed the genderless set of pronouns they had taken on.

Not only are they nonbinary, they go by neopronouns. I cannot stress enough how well this was handled within the context of the narrative, where an American character with no prior exposure to sworn soldiers is deftly introduced to them, and takes it in stride with the grace of a medical professional. While it’s not all picturesque fields and easy walks, with instances of characters mistaking Easton for a man, which they then explain that it is somewhat easier to accept than being taken for a woman (complicated gender feels, I get it), the entire idea is succinctly and masterfully incorporated in a way that does not come off as jarring for the reader.

In short, What Moves the Dead is a book I will return to time and again. It is evidence that genre mixing works, that diversity works, that laying a clear path of well situated foreshadowing works. It’s gorgeous, it’s witty, it’s modern despite its setting, it’s accessible, and it elicits genuine feelings of horror and compassion. 

I recommend getting comfortable once the sun has set, wearing a fuzzy pair of socks and a hot drink one of these cold winter nights, and losing yourself to the sharp prose and phantasmagorical imagery that Kingfisher has exquisitely delivered.

Trigger warnings for What Moves the Dead include: animal death and mutilation.

[how-do-i-turn-this-thing-off]

The Rebels Last Stand

Chapter LXXXIII: Reflections

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Rey stood at the broad viewscreen of Ben's private quarters, wrapped in one of his black cloaks, of which he had surprisingly many. Ben himself slept in the bed behind her, a sleep both deep and content. They'd had sex once in the Command Suite, then decided to move down here and do the same again, but in a bed, like civilized people. It had been better, somehow, the second time. It had been even better than that, somehow, the third.

In the midst of all of it, however, she'd still been able to feel his hurt, like a stream still running underground, out of sight but not gone entirely. His quarters had a rear-facing view and so she looked that way again, examining the Resistance Scythe being towed behind them, limned in the blue glow of the tractor beam, holding steady even at this speed. She didn't have much experience with the feeling of hate but she felt something like it now for the people who had hurt him, like Poe, and the people who had hurt her, like Leia. Leia, who had drugged her with a mind control agent. Leia, who would rather be captured by the First Order than allow Rey to use the Dark Force to save all their lives.

Leia, who had waited until Rey's back was turned, then injected her with what Ben had called a Sith weapon.

Rey took a step back, looking at her own reflection, ghostly in the blue light. She was barely there, when swathed all in black. In fact, she looked a lot like Ben when he was going into battle, only his face visible and then only when he took off his mask.

The Dark Force was strong in her. Now, in the quiet, she could still detect the shadow heartbeat of the Kyber crystal, malevolent as ever, burrowed in under her skin. She looked backward towards the pile of her clothes and held her hand out, calling her saber to her. It came easily into her hand, the doubled halves folded together. She examined it then stepped back from the viewscreen again, firing the blade. The red glow flushed across the black cloak, across her white face, lighting the whole area around her. She reached out in the Force to check Ben was still asleep, but he hadn't stirred.

Rey looked back at her reflection, considering. The Dark Force in the crystal beat in time with the rhythm under her heart, somehow still separate from her even though the Dark Force was strong in her now. She'd thought the blade would make her look even more like Ben, but somehow it hadn't. She didn't look like him, and she didn't look like herself, either.

In fact, she had no idea who the woman in the reflection was. The End

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[aandriskobold]

Star worms🪱 !

oh boy. star worms is the brainchild of me and two friends going a little bit insane due to getting trapped in a too small house during lockdown over the holidays. and thinking, what if the star wars sequel trilogy.... was good?

so instead of just rehashing the vague aesthetic and ideas of the original trilogy, we took a step away from What Star Wars Looks Like. the ot is a fairytale mixed with samurai movies. the pt is political drama flavoured with arthurian legend. star worms is based on hong kong and chinese martial arts movies, i don't think we ever nailed down the cross genre but something closer to political thriller.

so a lot of the same character concepts, finn is a stormtrooper in the scattered dregs of the empire who rescues poe, a captured republic pilot. rey's a scavenger on jakku. kylo ren is still leia and han's son - but he joins the knights of ren (ren being played by michelle yeoh), one of whom is an oracle who can sense other force users: when finn has his awakening on jakku, the knights move to secure him as an ally and the plot unfolds from there.

we kept the light/dark pull of rey and kylo both being corrupted by each other but fucked around heavily with the power structure of both the empire/first order and the republic: a lot of cutthroat politics and stuff. the original trio are in it but much less so. there's documents and folders and concept art for this thing. we basically talked about only this for two weeks. will we ever write it???? who fuckin knows

[patchodraws]

sorry to star wars post on main i’ve been thinking a lot lately about what a new jedi order trilogy - led by rey - could look like, and what it could do to separate itself from the cycle of repetitive star wars storytelling. i remember seeing a post a while back on reddit about having a trilogy with droids as the main antagonists, and decided to expand on the idea a bit. here’s some of my thoughts:

this trilogy would take place maybe ten or so years after the rise of skywalker. the new republic didn’t get reformed, instead being replaced by a new galactic governance called the interstellar allegiance. it’s nowhere near as powerful as either republic was, but without any remnant threat, the biggest issue is pirates and crime lords and not the ideology of the empire.

in the first movie, our antagonists are a droid union known as the binary rise, who have grown impatient with their lot in life with the republic, the empire, and the allegiance not having done anything to fight for their rights in the galaxy after a decade of advocacy. using factory plans from geonosis, the leaders of the binary rise have begun manufacturing droids without the same labour programming used before, allowing them more free will in their efforts to make their goals known to the galaxy at large. i think some interesting plot points could be finn - who’s part of rey’s order and seeing this chaos unfurling in the galaxy - choosing to leave the order and align himself with the union, given his own past as a first order stormtrooper and how he believes all beings deserve the same rights. another point could be to retrieve the main computer from the millennium falcon - aka L3-37 - as both a strategist and leader after her decades-long imprisonment. finally, in looking to gain an advantage over organics in the galaxy, the union could uncover the secret of the Nameless from the high republic series - creatures that drive force users insane - in order to level the playing field.

the next movie could see desperate members of rey’s jedi order scrambling to find something to counteract the threat of the union and the nameless, searching for destructive dark side secrets. rey could catch wind of this and set off to stop her students from uncovering something ancient and powerful, maybe like abeloth? with the allegiance currently in conflict with the union, it could be up to a small number of characters and no millennium falcon to pursue these dark students. poe could join rey and they could even turn to finn and ask for his help, reuniting but under shaky circumstances to stop an even greater threat than the union and the scattered nameless. this would be the movie where the characters grow a bit more and come to understand the plight of the droids, as well as maybe discuss solutions to the conflict that don’t end up like the last several, looking to break the cycle of war in the galaxy. of course, being the middle movie of the trilogy, we could see this ancient evil uncovered and released upon the galaxy, creating a threat both for the union and the allegiance that - in the third movie - they must somehow unite to vanquish. i haven’t thought much about the last movie in this supposed trilogy, but it would be interesting to see the antagonists of the first film join the protagonists (after receiving their rights, of course, as part of negotiations for their help) to stop a massive threat that’s actually built up in the previous film.

obviously, this is nothing more than a jumble of thoughts that a proper screenwriter could probably vastly improve upon, but what do y’all think ?

[the-og-gingergirl]

Star Wars fanfic: The Rise of Skywalker - Between Fates Part 2

Yeah... it's finally out guys!

Series: Between Fates (I suggest you'll read part 1 before part 2)

Summary: At the end of Episode VIII, the Resistance is forcing the First Order to retreat. But the Supreme Leader Snoke, a sinister dark user of the Force, has begun to show his true nature. And the heir of the Skywalkers as his captive, the creature of Darkness is going to take the next step in his plan.

Poe Dameron, the rogue pilot of the Resistance, has come to terms with his condition. But who is he if he cannot fly? Poe was never made to stay still for a moment longer.

Finn is continuing his training now under the legendary Ahsoka Tano. The young man wants to help his friends but soon finds himself wavering between what is right.

Rey is reunited with her friends and determined to rescue Ben, her other half in the Force. But not everyone is so eager to risk their lives for Ben's sake. The whispers from the Darkness and the secrets of her past are reaching towards her, calling her to answer.

And the heir of the Skywalkers is put to face his greatest test yet.

The fight between Light and Dark is reaching its end but will there be found a balance?

Rating: Teen and up

Parings: Reylo and Stormpilot

Tags: The Rise of Skywalker fix-it, Reylo, Stormpilot, force ghosts, force dyad, Palpatine's return, force-sensitive Finn and Leia, World Between Worlds, character death, and more (read the tags at AO3)

Where to read: AO3

[greyturned]

a lil lap sitting / accepting @thorrncrowned sent: ⑁ ( w/ poe. he’s feeling brave )

A DARK BROW ROSE WHEN A BODY OBSCURRED HIS VISION, rising even higher when a weight settled in his lap, back leaning against his chest. he recognized the curls and strangely warm light of Poe's presence in the Force almost instantly. Ben's focus was resolutely shifted from the band to the man making himself comfortable on top of him. well, this is certainly interesting, the Force user thought to himself as he embraced his own bravery, hands going to Poe's sides and slowly sliding down to his hips. ❝      what an unexpected surprise. comfortable?      ❞