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[starsandthedyad]

Lost Love -- @withpoe

He sat for a moment in the corner of the interrogation room, examining the prisoner before him from behind his mask. Bloodied and beaten, but Kylo knew well enough that there was still a fire in Poe’s brown eyes. Still, this wasn’t exactly how Kylo  would have liked the interrogation of the pilot to go. Hux always favored a route that was as much showy as it was dramatic. What should the general care about a few drops of blood being spilled by the enemy in the process? No time for him to sit down and talk to the prisoner. No. Just violence. The only problem that Hux didn’t expect, which Kylo had foreseen, was that Poe wouldn’t break. Now after all this time, it was the knight’s turn.

The young man stood up and moved over to Poe. Standing next to him, he reached with his pocket to pull out a dark cloth, which he pressed gently with gloved fingers to the left side of Poe’s head and he began to carefully wipe away the blood.

“You have a habit of causing more trouble than necessary.” He said. “Then again, why should I expect anything less from the infamous Poe Dameron?”

[rbeljedi]

STARTER || @withpoe

“Well, it’s no new model.” Luke said with an admiring nod towards The Black One, “But Red Five gets by just fine.  We’ve been together through a lot, you know.”

[forcefclt-a-blog]

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Jin sighed. He knew that Poe wouldn’t understand, but it still felt good to get it off his chest. He slumped, chin resting in his hands. He shook his head.

“No --” he muttered, “I was... talking to myself. It’s not important.”

[becamealegend-a]

There were times when Ren detested the throne room, but at the same time he did like having an official place to prove his leadership. Although, he could count on one hand seemingly the amount of time he had actually spent sitting on throne. He had learned from the previous Supreme Leaders mistakes. Never carry a guard and never sit primarily on the throne and rely on making his presence known to the First Order via holograms. Ren tended to use the place more for official business, which included the particular meeting that he had just started. However, he was mostly found out and about, overseeing things. It was no secret that because of his practice to show his face and be among the members of his organization, that he was well liked, loved even, and above all respected.

He looked over at the young man before him, looking away from the datapad he had been glancing at. “From your file, I understand that you are a Commander of our fleet. I have heard quite a bit of feedback about you in reports, Poe Dameron. I must say you have made quiet an impression on your commanding officer, who has stated you to be the best pilot we have, perhaps the greatest in the galaxy. Therefore, as of today, I am naming you General of our fleet. Our ships, our pilots will now be under your command. Do you accept this? Will you serve me as my Grand Pilot, my General?”

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[amidalc]

Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?

SALTY MEME » ACCEPTING 

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dämerey ??? now i know not every dämerey rper is like this, most probably aren’t but i’ve found that a lot of them ship it because they either don’t want pöe to be gay ( even though imo he’s super gay-coded ) && // or want to get f.inn out of the way because god forbid, someone ships either r.ey or pöe with a black man… again it’s not every shipper, but there is a lot who have had such homophobic && racist tendencies. i never shipped dämerey but i used to think it was okay, but now i’m not a fan tbh ???

[starsandthedyad]

He moved a cloth over the droid’s domed head. BB-8 beeped an inquiry at him. “There. You should be clean now.” Ben told the astromech before moving the cloth away, which he dropped to the ground before he took a thorough inspection of the droid. “Your antenna’s bent. What in the galaxy were you up to on Jakku, BB-8?” The Jedi Master reached forward when the droid bent his domed head for Ben to fix the antenna, talking to him in droid speak. Once Ben finished fixing the antenna, he looked down at BB-8. “I miss him too. He’s not dead. I would have felt it. Besides, you and I know that Poe is tougher than that.”

But that didn’t mean that Ben didn’t miss his friend. He had learned that Poe had been captured and it was only thanks to an defecting Storm Trooper and BB-8 that he knew that his best friend, his lover, had escaped. It was just that no one could find him.

A moment later, however, BB-8 let out an excited series of beeps before zooming past Ben in a hurry to someone. Curious, Ben stood up and followed after the droid before he saw the dark haired pilot. Dried blood covered the sides of Poe’s head and while he was in one piece, he looked almost terrible. Whatever the First Order had put him through, must have hurt him. Torture most likely. There was nothing that Lady Ren would not resort to in order to get what she wanted.

Ben raced over to Poe as BB-8 stopped before the pilot, beeping happily that his master was not dead. When Ben finally got to him, he reached to embrace Poe tightly.

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[forceunbalanced]

❛ they broke my wings. they forgot I have claws. ❜

accepting || @withpoe

Ben looked at the game and had to stifle the laugh that was threatening to escape. He knew that the game was serious but he hadn’t thought it was that serious. Looking up at Poe he moved his own piece, wondering what the other would do. “It’s just a game. I don’t think the game pieces are going to notice if you recover your ships,” he said with a smile. This was something he enjoyed and it made him forget everything that was on his mind. “I didn’t realize that this game was that serious though,” he laughed, unable to hide it any longer. For some reason the comment had given Ben a case of the giggles that he couldn’t shake no matter how much he tried.

[forceunbalanced]

❛ we’re just kids. we aren’t supposed to be heroes. ❜

accepting || @withpoe

His dark eyes locked onto Poe as he heard the words leave his lips. While Kylo knew that he had a point there were also so many things that he wanted to say to his best friend but he didn’t. Ben didn’t know how to say what he thought but he knew what was expected of him. Perhaps it would be easier if he was like his friend instead of a Force user but he couldn’t say because he was what he was. All he knew was that he was expected to become a Jedi like his uncle and he didn’t want too, he wanted to be a pilot like his father but his wants and desires didn’t seem to matter. “You’re right but sometimes there are expectations even for kids,” he said with a gentle smile.