#unexplained headcanons like poe and ben being childhood besties

[voidcat-senket]

a!kylo a!poe o!hux - because you taunted me

you have the doc not that its any good I don't know all of it seems to be in Poe POV for some reason and he's just happy to be a matchmaker even though everyone's actually into him. IDK. Woobie!Hux, Jealous!Kylo and Poe Makes No Sense, that's what you wanted right? have a (sfw) snip you can already access:

“I’m honestly shocked at how dumb you are sometimes,” Poe grins, tussling his hair and pushing it out of his eyes. Ben casts a baleful look his way, his nose wrinkling the way it did when they were children, and tugs hard on the wrap around his forearm. Poe watches it blossom red, a concerned haze shrinking his vision down to Kylo’s wounded form, to the fractaline lightning scars spread across his upper back and his shoulder. “Are you here to insult me or make yourself useful,” Ben scoffs, pitching a bottle of antiseptic spray at Poe. Poe ducks to the side, grinning at Ben’s scowl when the bottle hits the wall behind him before plonking down onto the cot beside him. He picks it up, turning it in his hand to inspect the label. “I didn’t think you used this stuff,” he tells Ben, glancing at him through the hair that had immediately fallen back across his face. “I don’t,” Ben growled, tying the knot in his bandages up with one hand and generous help from the Force. Cheater. “Right, you just snatched it off the tray,” Poe chuckles, and ducks again when a pair of scissors follows the bottle. “So is your big rebellion over or what? The emperor’s dead.” “You’re the rebellion.” “The Resistance, you mean.” Ben shoots him a sour look, but Poe’s been immune to those for almost as long as Ben’s been making them. He smiles easily, tries again to flip his hair out of his face. Maybe he should borrow some of those clips off Rose. “So. You’re still alive but there’s nothing left for you to be the Supreme Leader of anymore. What are you going to do?” “How should I know?” Ben grumbled, as if his ship had broken down and not that the last decade of his life had just been shredded to nothing. Well. Not all of it. Poe just happened to know that a man who would’ve been at the front of the line for execution, had the First Order fallen a year ago, had now been removed entirely from it, and was at this moment embroiled in a meeting that Poe very much should’ve attended. \\\ A man that imagined a universe where everything could be regimented to pure, perfect efficiency, where transportation always ran on time and any deviancy was dismantled and disposed of, but not one where he had any intrinsic worth. A man who crushed himself over wanting there to be meaning in the bites his mate left behind in his weakest moment and locked away even the concept of yearning in his strongest. A man with a mind like a warehouse who could pluck out battle blueprints fully formed from six pieces of information and a single manifest. The first natural leader Poe had ever met that seemed genuinely baffled whenever anyone asked him for his expertise.

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