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yessss

Rey goes into labour in the middle of the night. She heaves herself out of bed, dying for the toilet and teeters her way to the bathroom, only something isn't right. She doesn't usually urinate for a minute continuousely.

She squints at the bright light and tries to think through the sleep fog, then it hits her.

Her waters have broken.

Of course it would happen two weeks early and at the most inconvenient time possible.

Oh, for fuck's sake. she thinks, then shouts for Finn and Poe.

-

They set up the pool in record time as she sits on a blanket and feels the first cramps spread up across her hips and back. They aren't the worst pains she's had by a long shot.

Finn gets the water running and Poe gives her shoulders a rub, digging out the knots. She feels a little like a boxer being prepared for a fight.

"I'm okay." she says, and he ties her hair up for her. "But thank you."

He smiles sleepily and she kisses his forehead.

-

A couple of hours in and the contractions have ramped up to about a 6 on the pain scale the antenatal nurse had given her.

Finn holds her hand and looks at her like she's giving him the world. Poe takes out the mircrodermal painkiller patches and sticks them to the small of her back.

"You're doing so good." he says, and she huffs out a laugh.

"I know." she says.

-

It's been 6 hours and she's exhausted, but determined. The patches have kicked in and although it still hurts, is still agony, they stop the pain going bone deep.

The contractions come much quicker now. About 3 minutes apart. She closes her eyes and thinks back to the latest appointment she had.

2-3 minutes apart and you can start pushing. Weakly at first, play it by ear. You'll know by instinct. Have a holopad nearby if you need assistance from me or any of the medical team. You can do it.

She turns so that she's knelt up, squatting, and physically feels the baby shift.

Poe and Finn each have one of her hands. She hopes they're ready for her to deathgrip clutch at their fingers.

She takes a deep breath.

It's time.

-

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she shouts as bears down hard.

Finn dutifully wipes her brow with a towel dipped in ice water. It soothes her, just a little. Makes it easier to think through the pain. He's fetched her a small tank of gas and air from the med bay and she sucks a breath of it down greedily. Breathe in, breathe out, breath of the gas, breathe out.

Poe is changing towels, sorting the water temperature, doing everything he can not to be still. He's a tough guy, sure, but seeing either of them in pain is his achilles heel. He can't cope with it.

She pants and Finn holds her.

"Come on," he says. "Breathe. Breathe. Are you okay? You're okay, right?"

She nods.

She remembers the nurse's words. You'll know when it's time.

When the next wave of agony passes through her she bites down hard on the fabric of Finn's jumper and swears.

And she pushes.

-

Their daughter is born 8 hours and 24 minutes after her waters broke.

Rey bursts into tears as soon as she scoops her out of the water, and Finn and Poe both cut the cord, holding the scissors and clamps between them.

She's perfect. She's absolutely perfect. She's got a shock or dark hair and big brown eyes, and she's screaming her tiny lungs out.

Rey pulls her against her chest exhaustedly, her beautiful baby daughter.

"Hello." she says. "Welcome to the world."

Finn kisses her, then the baby, then Poe. He's beaming.

Poe is tearing up. They're all tearing up.

Together they lift her out of the water and lay her down on the fresh, warm towels they've put on the bed.

Rey props herself up and wraps the baby in a blanket Poe passes to her. She's calmed a little but she's still chuntering. Rey adjusts her so that she can latch on to her breast. Her first meal! Her tiny hands clench and unclench, 10 perfect fingers. Her eyes are closed, long lashes laid on her cheeks. She smells perfect, like all of them rolled together somehow.

She's amazing and brilliant Rey has never felt quite so content as she is now, Finn and Poe either side of her, their daughter safe between them.

There's a knock at the door and the midwife comes in, just to check her over. She congratulates them, and Rey beams.

Everything is perfect.

OP is totally up for that! Awesome chill space ladies are the best :D

this is incredibly well written HOLY SHIT well done. wow

Let's not forget Finn lost everything when Starkiller blew up. Friends, comrades, experiences. I want Finn mourning all the souls lost, make it heart breaking.

Bonus points for Finn lashing out at a celebration, talking about how there were CHILDREN on the base, babies even...

Oh my god oh my god oh my god.

Teletubbies grow up, when they choose to grow up. Po the teletubbie chose to grow up and became Poe Dameron.

*quests across the galaxy to drag brother home by the ear*

+1

Op/SA

Bonus: Snoke was once a teletubbie too.

Sub Poe explains D/s to Finn in detail and Finn is intrigued because some of it sounds really fun and he'd like to try and he likes to see Poe happy, so sure, he's on board. But Poe really really really wants to call Finn 'sir' while they're having sex and for some reason Finn has serious hangups about that (maybe he doesn't want to mix his sex life with any military stuff, given his background, or just doesn't completely understand why Poe wants it, or maybe something else? Maybe Poe just does it without thinking in the middle of sex and Finn panics a little? It's totally up to the author)

So they talk about it and come to a conclusion they're both comfortable with. Smut welcome but I'd love the focus of this to be on them talking.

(Prompt partly inspired by this really excellent fic http://archiveofourown.org/works/5822314)

What an excellent prompt! Now I'm just picturing Padme-style headresses with Hux's ginger hair...

YES!

Wow! Hope someone writes a fic with this idea someday.

Thank you! There is more coming, maybe two parts? I have it in my head, I just need to vomit it into a word document and play with it.

No AO3 post, I don't have an account (I'm just a long-time lurker). But I guess if they'll let people sign up just to post ship hate masquerading as fic now, they could find room for my garbage can...

As long as it's a Star Wars character, it should work. It'd pretty much be TFA character of choice/OC.

I need this

This is glorious.

Kylo and Hux decide to abandon the First Order for whatever reason. They do an info dump to the Resistance, and then escape to the Outer Rim where Hux buys a nice little bar and him and Kylo run. Give me Hux (now looking more like Gleeson usually looks) rushing around dealing with shipments and payments and keeping things running, and Kylo being a little shit and bartending and causing trouble and them being mostly happy.

+Poe, Rey, and Finn somehow stumble upon the bar. Cue tension and Hux being frustrated because he doesn’t want to have to clean up after a bar-brawl that will probably happen.

PLEASE

In which nothing is actually resolved, this isn't the crack you're looking for, and things end up more friendshippy than relationshippy.

And Finnamon Roll is too good and pure.

If I continued on with this I imagine this would end up Finn/Rey anyway because I can't keep them apart.

Hope someone enjoys this bit of ridiculousness.

Rey took to bringing potted plants and flowers to Finn’s room to brighten it up for him. She’d cut out paper stars and strung them together in garlands too, and hung them in front of the lone window in his room in the medcenter.

Finn sat on the end of his bed and watched as Rey stood on a hoverstool and put up a garland of stars and planets.

“You know, you don’t have to do this,” Finn said, from his perch on the bed.

“I know. I thought it might brighten things up a bit while you continue to recover,” she called down to him, as she finished up. Rey jumped down from the hoverstool and examined her handiwork.

“So,” Finn started, and then stopped.

Rey turned and looked at him, as she fiddled with one of the sleeves of her gray robe. “So?”

“What was that with you and the pilot? Wexley?” Finn asked.

Rey turned and looked up at the paper stars and planets she’d fixed over the window. “I don’t know.”

“Do you like him?” Finn asked. He sounded tentative, as if he was worried he might step on an Imperial landmine if he didn’t watch his step.

“I do. He’s a nice man,” Rey said, going over to join Finn on the bed. She clasped her hands between her knees. She knew that wasn’t really what Finn was getting at, but she wasn’t going to press the issue unless he did.

Finn sighed. “Yeah, but that wasn’t what I… You know what? It’s none of my business,” he said, shaking his head.

Rey reached out and folded one of Finn’s hands in hers. She squeezed it. “I don’t know what I’m doing. Or how I feel about Snap or Poe or Jess or…or you. Or anything, really. All I know is I suddenly have a lot of people who care about me when I’d had next to no one on Jakku. It’s all a little bit overwhelming, but in a good way. I’m just…trying to sort through all of it.”

“Me too,” Finn said, wrapping their joined hands in his free one. “I feel the same way sometimes.”

“Are you—are you jealous? That I kissed him?” Rey asked.

Finn stared at her. “Why would I be jealous?”

“I mean,” Rey stammered, deflecting her gaze to the array of potted plants and flowers on the windowsill. “I don’t know. Maybe it was presumptuous to assume you had feelings for me.”

“No, no,” Finn said quickly, lowering his eyes to their hands. “I…I do like you. Like that. But it wouldn’t be fair, you know? To be jealous.”

Rey tilted her head and considered him. Finn’s wide, guileless eyes betrayed no lies on his part. She could pick up no hints of deception. Only honesty. “Why? Most other people would be.”

“Because I know what it felt like to be alone, to have no one,” Finn said. “And, yeah. Honestly, I’d prefer if it was me you wanted to kiss. But you’re my friend, first. I’ll always want you to be happy.”

“I am happy,” Rey said and, for the second time that day, her eyes stung with tears at somebody else’s kindness. “You’re a good man, Finn.”

Finn drew her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles. She felt his warm breath against the back of her hand. “I try.”

How lucky I am, she thought, as she kissed him on the forehead where she’d kissed him once before. How lucky I am.

-

Rey went out for an evening stroll and, before she really knew it, her feet were carrying her to the gardens. Her own plot of earth bore more flowers now, and tender, pale green shoots. Rey crouched down and sifted her hands through the dirt, let it run through her fingers as she used to with the sand on Jakku. Whereas the Jakkuvian sand was hot and gritty, this dirt was soft, cool on her fingers.

“Rey,” someone said behind her, and she got up, wiping her dirty hands off on her trousers.

Snap gave her a little wave. He wore an olive-green tunic and brown pants, and his hair had been brushed off his forehead. His beard was still thick and unruly though, and Rey smiled a little at that.

“Hello,” she said, moving over to greet him with a one-armed hug.

Rey hadn’t noticed when it became easier and easier for her to be physical and affectionate with people, but she wasn't about to complain.

It wasn’t too hard with Finn, after the initial awkwardness and unexpected hand-grabbing during their flight from Jakku; they’d been drawn together like magnets, and when she did clasp his hand in hers, it had felt right. She’d gotten used to Poe’s gregarious hugs, and Jess Pava’s light, flirty squeezes. She’d come to appreciate the unasked-for kindness of Nien Nunb and Karé Kun and Iolo Arana, and Snap.

Snap dropped an arm around her shoulders. He said nothing, so she said nothing in return. It was nice just to stand here and admire her garden with someone she’d grown to like. Someone she’d actually grown to care for.

“On Akiva, where I’m from,” Snap said, “we’ve got these moonflowers. They’re huge. The size of a BB unit, I’d say.” Snap illustrated the shape of the flower in the air with his hand. “I’ll bring one back for you to plant, if you want. Next time I go home. Make everyone on base else jealous.”

Rey laughed. “That would be nice.”

“Good,” he said, squeezing her around the shoulders once before letting her go. “It’s getting a little late. I’ll let you go…?”

Rey stepped back and brushed a few stray tendrils of hair away from her face. “Come with me to see Finn? I haven’t said goodnight yet.”

“All right,” he said.

Snap held his hand out to her. Rey looked at it for a moment before wrapping her hand around his, and they started back together.

THE END!!!!!

Oh sweetie idk how this fill for my prompt ended up here but it is THE CUTEST. I adore how creative you were with all the different space cocktails and their various gimmicks and how cute and sexy Finn is while drinking them (his throat lighting up while sinking the glowing drink why is that so hot to me). And ending up with pet booze orbs oh my god FINN.

Also I love that he cries over how pretty Poe is because I mean who wouldn't really

A!A

An alternate title for this could be: In Which Author!Anon Finds Out the Guy Who Played Snap is Almost 50 and Has a Come to Jesus Moment

I found your fill before I saw this comment and was confused but delighted! It is good and cute and everyone should read it.

AYRT

uhh write yours please! :D

For a second I honestly thought that was what was going on the first time I watched the movie. Dude was so miserable.

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