MOVED @ TOPMARKS

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i was taken as a child…i don’t have anything that is mine !  i was raised to FIGHT and for the first time…I HAVE SOMETHING TO FIGHT FOR.  –– not spoiler free; SCRIPTED BY BIBI 

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i was taken as a child…i don’t have anything that is mine !  i was raised to FIGHT and for the first time…I HAVE SOMETHING TO FIGHT FOR.  –– not spoiler free; SCRIPTED BY BIBI 

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I’VE MOVED! you can catch me at that link!

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I’VE MOVED! you can catch me at that link!

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I’VE MOVED! you can catch me at that link!

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I’VE MOVED! you can catch me at that link!

[topmarks-a]

i was taken as a child…i don’t have anything that is mine !  i was raised to FIGHT and for the first time…I HAVE SOMETHING TO FIGHT FOR.  –– not spoiler free; SCRIPTED BY BIBI 

[helfilm]

POWER SUPERSEDES.          as understood by cosmo.

[littlecorvusdraws]

a quiet little comic I made for my Finn fanzine ⭐️

[topmarksa-blog]

SO!!! I had a mini god damn aneurysm and i’m half dead but honestly. if you wanna plot or a SMALL random starter, make that like fucking NUT so i can actually make that happen. 

[ajisaiko]

probablyinyourfandom:

Dating me is literally a whole lot of

bad jokes

even worse movies

cuddling

making out

you touching my butt

long text messages and a lot more bad jokes

[topmarksa-blog]

like any other mission, he goes to great lengths to reach finn's quarters undetected. it doesn't take very long before the walls are decorated with declarations of appreciation and love and flowers adorn even the furthest corner. candies and knickknacks procured during recent off-planet ventures lay atop an empty mattress. bb-8 helps to light a few faintly scented candles and center a hand-crafted message saying: you are the sunshine of my days and the moonlight of my nights ♥

            Does one expect finn to understand the gifts, probably not. but does he adore him, of course he does. his eyes roll with wonder as he sees declarations, the new flowers that adorn every inch of the little space they set aside for the ex-trooper. from the flowers that he only just now learned the names of, to the knickknacks that he loves to touch -- to stim against. even down to the candies that he doesn’t find until he almost burns himself, curiosity and ignorance leading him to trail a finger through liquid wax.

           over and over again, when eyes scan the messages, when heart filled words are reach, he realizes that he is LOVED. that poe loves him from the bottom of his heart, like he loves the moon and the stars -- LIKE HE LOVES FLYING. the tears fall unbidden, but the smile stays firm -- shining so brightly that it’s almost like looking into the stars itself. 

           rey makes fun of him when she drops by to ask about heart day, but holds his hand nontheless when he enthuses about how much he loves poe -- about how the force BLESSED him.

BELATED VALENTINES FROM @helluvapilot

[optimismm]

Visit Original Link

[crouchingsparrow-blog]

finn is hesitant to approach but he definitely manages to slam down a box of chocolates. he almost trips over himself while trying to stumble away.

     the suddenness of the gift surprises him, making his shoulders jump at the force the box is slammed onto the table with. he turned sharply to see finn nearly trip, surprise written across his face – though hidden by his mask. “ finn? wait, no, come back – ”

[wroughtdawn-blog]

❛    I  SURVIVED  because  i  needed  to  /  i  never  asked  to  live  this  long.   ❜               private  &  highly  selective  multi-muse  (  *  ft.  muses  from  overwatch,  webshows  +  more  )  as  understood  by  coslyn.

            NON  -  RP  BLOGS  DO  NOT  REBLOG

[baan00-deactivated20220523]

When I see your face There’s not a thing that I would change ‘Cause you’re amazing Just the way you are

[gunnerychief-archive]

note to self don’t think about your otp curled up together in bed, legs and arms all tangled together between blankets to fight off the cold and listening to the sound of rain and each other’s breathing, faces buried in tangles of hair or against the other’s chest/neck and pressing little kisses against their cheek or their shoulder or their neck and mumbling about how lucky they are to have the other because you will get feelings and then cry