Requests are closed. This blog was primarily created as a place to put my Poe Dameron Imagines. However, I will re-blog anything I find interesting and relevant to Poe. . . Or Oscar Isaac. In reality this is a Poe Dameron/Oscar Isaac trash side blog.
Headcanon Request: Oh what is this? I wrote a headcanon list? I’ll explain in a few days… I honestly don’t mean to be coy.
Authors Note: I’m not really certain if there are set rules on writing headcanons, but this format and flow was the easiest for me. Maybe I’ll ‘revise’ my headcanon writing style in the future… Opinions? Oh! Here’s a little secret, I’ll be re-opening requests soon! Stay sharp! ❤
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In a rare moment of total inhibition – thanks to liquor – you were able to convince Poe to divulge the locations of his ticklish spots. During a night full of humour and entertainment you learned that Poe was ticklish in the following places: the back of his knees, his inner thighs, the sides of his abdomen and lastly, his upper back. You made quick mental note of each location. After all, you never knew when this information would prove itself valuable. But, unbeknownst to you, the inebriated Poe Dameron had managed to keep one ticklish spot to himself. This ‘spot’ was after all his most sensitive…
Poe’s neck is quite ticklish. You became aware of this sensitivity when you helped him adjust the collar on his flight suit. As you straightened the collar, your fingers slid against the crook of his neck. Poe jumped at the sensation and softly snorted. He tried to hide reality of the situation. Poe wanted the location of his most ticklish spot to stay secret. But, unfortunately for Poe, you were quick on the uptake. Reaching upwards you again ran your fingers against the nape of his neck. This time, Poe was unable to suppress his laughter. A booming laugh rose from the bottom of his lungs.
Intrigued with your new discovery, you decided to monopolise the knowledge. You began a relentless ‘assault’ on the delicate skin. As your fingers danced across his neck, Poe laughed uncontrollably, finding it difficult to breath. Swatting at your hands, Poe tried to evade your advances. However, you were able to move faster than him. As you continued to tickle his neck, you giggled with satisfaction.
Poe finally found reprieve, when he caught a hold of both of your hands. Your hands were kept aloft and away from Poe’s neck. Watching Poe’s chest quickly rise and fall, you became acutely aware of your proximity. Blushing at your brash actions, you patiently waited for your Commander’s breath to normalise. You hoped your reprimand would not be too harsh.
Even after regaining his breath, Poe gripped your hands tightly. Their escape was not permissible. Poe looked at you with wide eyes. He tired to fully comprehend what had just occurred. However, he did not know how to proceed. What you had done was out of line. Yet he enjoyed your playfulness and the closeness of your bodies. Instead of a reprimand, Poe stood before you dumbfounded. Poe was surprised with extent of your curiosity and audacity. But with all honesty, you were just as surprised as him.
You soon found that there were other – and better – means of obtaining visceral reactions from Poe. Although you enjoyed his hearty laughter, you also enjoyed his affection. Craved it even.
Again, through a moment complete happen stance, you had found another one of Poe’s ‘ticklish spots’. You both sat in a sequestered area of the Resistance Base. Sitting in a comfortable silence, each enjoyed the others company. It had been a long and difficult day for the both of you. Thus, you both cherished this time of equanimity. You allowed your head to rest against Poe’s shoulder, as he held you in a comforting embrace. As an act of appreciation you began gently stroking Poe’s forearm. With no intention for tickling, your fingers lightly moved over his skin. Working in light fluid motions, your fingers traversed his forearm – back and forth, back and forth. It was honestly an absentminded gesture, but it reaped a tremendous reward.
As his body quaked against yours, Poe let out a small gasp. With a short pause Poe turned to face you. Eyes ablaze with passion, they burned into yours. Poe demanded, “do that again.”
Your light and delicate touch had the unwavering ability to arouse Poe. Goosebumps would appear across his body as a shiver ran down his back. You were often given a lustful gaze; his eyes lidded with desire. With this simple look Poe often conveyed his physical needs. You were greatly satisfied that you were the only one able to elicit this reaction from him. If permitting, Poe would tug on your hand, silently asking you to come with him. He would lead you to a secluded area; enabling him to act out his fantasies.
“I gotta get my droid before the First Order does.” - “What, a droid?” - “That’s right. He’s a BB unit, orange and white. One of a kind.” - “I don’t care what color he is! No droid can be that important.” - “This one is, pal!”
I've felt exactly what you put in your latest story except I revert to hurting myself through binge drinking. It's a mess and I want to stop. Feelings are so fragile, people need to be more careful with the hearts of others! Thank you for sharing
Dear Nonnie,
Thank you for sharing your feelings and insecurities with me!I am truly humbled.
You are correct, feelings and the heart are fragile. But! Bothyour feeling and heart can be strong. You have this ability too!
I have no intention of sounding presumptuous or understandingof how you exactly feel. However, since you’ve felt comfortable enough to tellme your vulnerabilities (even anonymously), you are finding your strength. Youseem to have this powerful want to stop your binge drinking. It sounds to methat your strength is mounting! Often the most difficult task is recognisingand admitting you have an issue that needs attention and help.
Take everything one day at a time. And remember that eventhough you are fragile, you are also strong!
Request: For me and all of you. I’ve been out of whack recently and this story was the result of confronting my emotions. However, good news! As a result of this writing, I feel better and you all get a story!
Pairing: Poe Dameron x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 1,832
Warnings: Angst with a fluffy ending!
Authors Note: There is a lot of change about to happen in my life which has made me anxious. I will however say, it is all good change; but it is change nonetheless. I originally sat down to write out my feeling so that I could understand and accept them. However, it turned into this. I only hope that this story can help one of you too. On another note, the character 'Allyn' is my own design and is not from the SW universe. Feedback is always appreciated!
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Bothyou and Poe had been friends since the day you met. Your friendship was almost instantaneous. From that day on, it was uncommon to see one without the other.
However, it seemed those days had come to an end. In the latest waive of Resistance recruits, came a beautiful fighter pilot. Her name was Allyn.
Since Allyn’s arrival, all of Poe’s free time had been spent with her. At first this did not bother you, but as the days past, a knot began forming in your abdomen. At first you were anxious. Anxious about what would happen to your relationship with Poe. Although you and Poe were not together, you had always thought there was something between the two of you. Something unspoken and special. However, it was now apparent that you were incorrect. This perceived connection was now something you had made up. As your feelings turned to jealously, the tension in your abdomen became painful. Your emotional pain had become physical.
Due to the stress and heartache, you had difficulty eating. Your ability to sleep through the night had also been effected. You started to feel as if you were running on empty. A fact which had become poignantly obvious in light of the current circumstances.
You were slumped in your seat in the mess hall. You moved your fork about your food; not eating any of it. With a large sigh, you looked over to Poe and Allyn. Unlike you, they were having a wonderful dinner time. Letting the negative thoughts cloud your mind, your inner dialogue began, ‘of course Poe liked her. Why wouldn’t he? She was gorgeous. She was everything you weren’t.’ Your chest hurt.
Placing your hand over your heart you became acutely aware of your elevated heart rate. Closing your eyes, you let your brow furrow in thought. ‘What was the point of sitting here? Did you want to watch them flirt – laugh, joke, smile and practically undress each other with their eyes? Did you want to make yourself suffer?’. Unconsciously, the hand placed over your heart balled up into a fist and you began tugging on the fabric of your shirt.
With a sigh you opened your eyes. Looking back over at the happy ‘couple’, you had made your decision. No. You would no longer sit and watch. If you wanted to keep your sanity, you needed to leave. Untangling your fingers from your shirt, you reached for your cup and quickly drained its contents. You felt the cold liquid move down your oesophagus. It was refreshing. You hoped it would help to extinguish your fiery jealousy.
As you quickly stood up, the sudden movement gained the attention of your friends. Snap looked up to you. His face held a look of query. As one eyebrow cocked up, Snap asked, “y/n, where are you going?”
You said the first words which popped into your head, “out. Outside around the base. Maybe on the path in the woods.”
Snap stated with a concerned tone, “but you’ve barely touched your food.”
Jess added, “and you skipped lunch today!” Yet, you only half heard the comments said in rebuttal; your thoughts were concentrated on the exit. Nevertheless, even though you were not listening to the concerns of Snap and Jess, Poe was. His attention turned from Allyn to your tray of uneaten food.
Poe inquired aloud, “did she eat anything?”
Snap answered, “I don't think so.”
Poe placed his hands flat on the table. Pulling himself up with his arms, Poe hovered above his seat. His eyes caught a hold of your form as you weaved in between tables. He continued to observe your hurried and skittish movements until you had exited the mess hall.
Jess saw the concerned look that had settled on Poe’s face. She decided this was the perfect time to ‘add fuel to the fire’, “y/n hasn’t eaten much for the past few days…”
Poe looked down to Jess and repeated incredulously, “days?”
Jess gave Poe a critical stare and continued, “yes, Dameron. Days.” For additional emphasis, Jess jabbed her fork in Poe’s direction and stated her opinion, “and it’s rather unlike you to not notice Poe.”
Poe looked down at his own tray of food. Jess was right. He had been too caught up with the arrival of the new recruits, that he had completely neglected his closest friend. Poe shook his head ‘no’. You were closer than a friend. When Poe had first met you, there had been an instant familiarity. He had felt a bond immediately form. As time pasted, his feelings for you had started to grow. Poe didn’t want to ruin his most cherished relationship. He knew what he had to do. Straightening his back, Poe now stood at his full height and said, “I’m going to check on y/n.”
Allyn made motions to join Poe and stated, “I’ll come with you!”
Hurriedly Poe instructed, “no, no, Allyn. Stay here. Get to know Snap and Jess. You’ll be flying with them too.” Not giving Allyn time to respond, Poe moved away from the table and made route to the exit.
It did not take much time for Poe to find you. You were sitting at the base of an ancient tree. Some of its roots had come up to the surface. These roots had curved and twisted together; this was where you had decided to sit. You had nestled in amongst the roots to find shelter from the thoughts that plagued your mind.
You watched Poe approach from corner of your eye. When Poe found a seat next to you, you did not acknowledge him. Sitting in silence, you waited for Poe to speak first.
Clearing his throat, Poe lamely stated the obvious, “I haven’t seen to much of you recently y/n.”
Whispering out your response, you weakly said, “You’ve seemed busy with the new recruits. So I elected to give you space.” Regardless, of your convictions it was evident that your words were a blatant lie. You couldn't even trick yourself into believing them; let alone Poe.
However, Poe played along. “Yes, I have been busy with the new recruits.” You snorted indignantly. Poe asked, “do you not agree?”
“It was more like one recruit Poe.”
“Allyn?” As Poe said her name, your muscles visibly tensed. Poe stated, “you don’t like her.” You began to correct Poe, yet he cut you off. “Don’t lie to me y/n. You don’t like Allyn. It is apparent from your body language.” Poe placed his warm hand on your shoulder; urging you to voice your thoughts.
“You’re right Poe. I don’t like Allyn. In such a short time she’s replaced me. Its apparent that you no longer need me. And the worst thing is that there’s nothing I can do about it! She’s everything I'm not!” Embarrassed from your outburst, you looked down to your feet. You concentrated on reigning in your emotions.
Poe was quite for a few moments. He now understood. You were jealous. Yet, Poe agreed, “you’re right y/n, you and Allyn are nothing alike.”
With Poe’s words any attempt for serenity was shattered. You bit down on your bottom lip. You bit down hard. The delicate soft skin broke and a metallic taste flooded your mouth. Pain. Pain became your focal point. Physical pain was your insurance; it would suppress the tears in your eyes. You would not let them fall.
Poe noticed what you were doing. With his right hand he grasped your chin. Turning your head, you now faced him. His left thumb manoeuvred in between your lower lip and visible teeth. As Poe pushed his thumb upward, against your teeth, he forced you to end the masochism.
After a long exhale Poe looked you in the eye and said sternly, “stop it. I hate when you do that, y/n. You can cry. It doesn't make you weak.” With kind eyes and gentle fingers, Poe wiped away the tears that fell from your eyes. Softly smiling, Poe said, “now let me finish what I was saying.”
“As I said before, you are correct. After spending time with Allyn, I can say for certain, that the two of you are nothing alike. You are kind, while Allyn is pretentious. She’s headstrong, seeking attention and craving recognition. On the other hand, you are patient and a good listener. You respect others, while Allyn is often insolent. When it comes to needs, Allyn clearly states what she wants. Whereas you are terrible when it comes to expressing your feelings. You both are nothing alike.”
With a gentle laugh Poe continued, “you are far superior. No one stands a chance when compared to you. I could never replace you! y/n, you’ve let your insecurities get the better of you.”
Poe glanced off into the forest as his face flushed a light maroon. “I have a bit of a confession to make y/n.” You looked up to Poe, curious, intently watching his every move. Continuing, Poe said, “I’m sorry that I’ve neglected you for the last few weeks. It was not my intention to hurt or upset you. You should not feel threatened by Allyn.”
Poe began stumbling over his words. He was nervous. “S-since we met, I’ve always thought there had been this closeness. I’m not sure if you felt it too, but… Ah…Its hard to describe! But when we met, it felt as if there was an immediate rapport. I-I know this must sound silly! I understand if you think I’m jabbering fool!” Poe laughed then took a serious tone, “but, I’ve always thought that our futures were intertwined. I’ve always thought it was going to be you by my side. And that you would be with me until the very end.” With deep breath Poe turned you and and said, “it’s always going to be you, y/n. Always.”
You looked up at Poe with wide eyes. You couldn’t believe it. He had sensed it too. Poe felt the same way. A large smile spread across your face.
Poe interpreted your smile as a good sign. He decided to take a chance. Placing a hand on the back of your head, Poe leaned down and tenderly kissed your forehead. Since he did not receive any protest from you, Poe dared further. Shifting his position, Poe placed a soft kiss on your lips. Pulling back, he saw the flush on your face and smiled.
D’Qar’s rotation was almost complete. The sun had set and it was night again. Poe stood up and held out his hand. As you took it, Poe pulled you up to met him. Softly Poe said, “common, we should go inside. Its almost time for bed.” Still holding your hand, Poe lead you back to the Resistance base.
As you both approached the building, Poe looked down to you with a large smile and gave your hand a firm squeeze. Despite what your insecurities whispered to you, Poe had no intension to let go.
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