Rey: Why are Finn and Poe sitting with their backs to each other?

Leia: They had a fight.

Rey: Then why are they still holding hands?

Leia: They get sad when they fight.

Finn: Are you high?

Poe: Am I what?

Finn:High

Poe:Hello

Finn: So you like bad boys huh? Well then you’ll love me because I’m bad at everything.

Poe, texting Finn: Goodnight homo

Poe:homie*

Poe: Eh same thing

Kylo: Whenever I’m about to do something I think might be dumb, I ask myself “WWPDD?”

Kylo: What Would Poe Dameron Do?

Leia: Probably Finn.

Poe: Are you suggesting that I occationally stray from the rulebook?

Leia: No, I’m suggesting that you do not own a copy if the rulebook, and if you do you’ve certainly never opened it.

daily reminder that i love poe dameron

Finn: And now a gay update from Poe

Poe: Getting gayer

Finn: Thank you Poe

Finn: Rey, do you dare me to kiss Poe?

Rey: What? No?

Finn, standing up from table: Rey I can’t believe you’re making me do this

Rey: I’m not making y-

Finn, walking towards Poe: Here I go!

would anyone be interested if i wrote a poe dameron x reader series? comment here or dm me or go to my askbox to let me know

Poe: *walking by*

Rey: *rolls her eyes* What an ass

Finn: *staring at Poe’s ass sighing* I know

Ready As I’ll Ever Be

Word Count: 955

Pairing: Poe Dameron X Reader (Female)

Request(s):None

Warning(s):Angst

Some people have been asking if there’ll be a part two of Trespassing. To answer your questions, I’m not sure yet. When I first planned it out, I had no intentions to write any more for it. I also didn’t expect it to be so well liked. This isn’t to say that I absolutely won’t write another part anytime. It just means that, for the time being, I have no idea where I’d go with the narrative if I were to continue with it. If any of you have some ideas you want to share, shoot me a message.

Anyway, hope you enjoy this ball of feels. Have a good day! <3

Poe ducked behind a small cottage, making sure to steer clear of the flames engulfing it. He glanced around the left side but quickly retreated again as blaster fire shot near his head.

He waited for the barrage to slow before he made a break for the sand dune up ahead. If he could just get below it, he’d get a better place for shooting back. The First Order had taken control of most the village and burned it to the ground, killing the innocent citizens in their way.

“Dameron, get back to the ship! We need to leave, now! We got what we came for!” Snap shouted into his comm. For once, Poe listened, changing his plan to try and escape instead of fight back.

“On my way.”

He sprinted up and over the dune, stopping just as he got to the bottom, taking relief in the momentary cover from blaster fire. He ran a hand through his hair, inhaling deeply to catch his breath. He took one step forward, hand gripping his trusty weapon before he was tackled to the ground by an unknown body.

Poe wrestled with the stranger to get free, only to end up pinned to the ground by his wrists, a blaster pressed to the side of his skull.

“You move a muscle and I’ll blow your brains out,” a voice growled in his ear. He waited for them to lean back so he could see their face, although he already knew who it was.

“(Y/N), what are you doing,” he asked. Her grip faltered for a moment.

“I’m helping the winning team, what are you doing, Dameron? Fighting for a rebellion that’s on the wrong side of history?” She snapped, shifting her weight so she was straddling him with her legs and holding his hands with one of her own, the other pressing the blaster to his head.

“What lies are they feeding you (N/N)?” Poe asked, incredulously. “Can you really believe that the First Order is right? You really think the rebellion isn’t justified?”

(Y/N) was quiet for a moment, eyes hard with concentration. Poe opened his mouth to speak again but she cut him off.

“The rebellion abandoned me, Poe,” she stated, voice cold and unfeeling. “They left me to die without any remorse.”

Poe tried again to interject but was stopped.

“Believe me, I’m aware that I’ve sunk pretty low, but whatever you’re going to get, you deserve,” she snarled. Poe had never seen her so angry before.

“(Y/N), stop this. This isn’t who you-”

“Quiet! I’m the bad guy here, that’s fine. It isn’t my fault that the resistance took away everything I had and then left me in the dust. The First Order will bring justice, at last, to the galaxy, don’t you understand?” (Y/N) was shaking by then, hand gripping the weapon tighter so she wouldn’t drop it. The sounds of blaster fire in the background lessened, hinting that the village being attacked had lost the battle. The First Order had succeeded in extinguishing another spark of the rebellion.

“Sweetheart, please listen. You’ve been brainwashed. This isn’t you. I can take you home, we can help you-”

“It’s time to step up or step down, and there’s only one answer for me, Dameron. I’m standing up and fighting back because I know I’m right. And I’m ready as I’ll ever be. I’ll do what I have to.” By the end of her statement, her voice was cracking and tears were filling her eyes. She seemed as if she was trying to convince herself as well as him with her words.

It hit Poe that she was remembering who she used to be. That she didn’t want to do the things she was forced to. The First Order had taken over her mind to create an emotionless soldier and she was trying to break free. He didn’t seem to sense that it could be a trap, so he trusted it.

“Baby,” Poe muttered softly. Her hand stopped pinning his, allowing him to reach up and brush a strand of her hair out of her face. She let her blaster fall to the ground as she collapsed onto his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, letting her cry into him. “Come back to me, sweetheart.”

“I want to go home,” she whispered, fingers tangled in his hair.

She leaned back, wiping the tears that had made their way down her cheeks. He got out from under her, sitting on the ground by her instead.

“Black Leader, where are you?” Snap’s voice asked through the comms again. Poe ignored it.

In a moment without thought, he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, relishing in the feeling of her being so close again. She wrapped an arm around him, pulling him closer.

Before he could notice, she reached to the ground, grabbing her blaster again. She kissed him harder, not really wanting to do what she was planning, but knowing she had to. Pulling back quickly, she brought the butt of the blaster to the side of his head with a loud thud. He fell to the ground, unconscious, ready to be taken to the main ship.

“I told you I was ready to do what had to be done,” she mumbled, wiping the back of her hand across her lips as a few stormtroopers walked over the dune to retrieve him. Kylo wanted to meet with him

ilikelookingatnakedmen:

calliope-calliope:

a goddamn calrissian. who, like their father before them just shows up and is crazy awesome. like, imagine landos fly ass daughter who rocks up with a blaster and has a million and one embarrassing stories about kylo ren that she uses to taunt him in a fight. who flirts with rey and finn and is frenemies with poe and is just the best.

*shoots blaster* hey benben! remember the time our parents took us to endor and that ewok claimed you as his bride? cause i do!

I didn’t know I wanted this but