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Rey learn that she is Han and Leia's daughter. She's horrified to realize that Kylo Ren is her brother, and that she saw her father die. She's upset but it's too awkward for her to talk to Leia about it.

Thankfully her Uncle Luke knows how all of this feels like. He was in the same state when he learned about Vader.

Bonus: at one point Luke tell her that it was his choice to try to turn Vader but that she won't be a bad person if she doesn't want to do the same for Kylo Ren

Ohh I love this

Isn't he British? Would British black people use AAVE? I thought that was an American thing.

/not American or British

i fully admit i have been listening to 'massive attack' by nicki minaj way to much, and i did mishear that lyric thusly. and now, i need anything pertaining to that line, and kylo ren. anything at all.

The Resistance is negotiating a deal with the monarch of a technologically advanced but politically medieval planet.
The king is willing to provide weapons and armies to the Resistance and is asking for very little in exchange.
After the delegation leaves, Poe turns up missing. According to their custom – the king can choose a spouse by abduction and took Poe. With the Republic decimated, Leia can't afford to cross their new allies but refuses to let the monarch get away with kidnapping.

C3PO points out that they can legally dispute the king's claim at the wedding and any suitor with a prior claim can challenge the king.

*Finn interrupts the wedding to declare his challenge.

*The challenge doesn't have to be a physical fight. Would love to see Finn win by outsmarting his opponent.

*There also has to be a public declaration of love from both Finn and Poe – both are pleasantly surprised to realize the feeling is mutual.

*If this ends with an impromptu Finn/Poe wedding, I won't be mad. Just saying.

It is common to see Poe Dameron walking his pet around the small lake close to his home now that he has officially left the Resistance. The war may have been officially over for more than two years but there had still been work to do to clean up the mess that the First Order had caused. The day is chilly, both Poe and his pet's breath visible, but the sun is peeking out from the clouds at the moment and the paths are mostly free of ice. Poe decides to take a rest about halfway around the lake at the small picnic area. He guides his pet over to one of the benches that overlooks the lake and sits down, guiding his pet down to kneel facing him between his legs. A soft hum of appreciation escapes his pet as Poe tangles his fingers into his pet's long, red hair, and guides his head to rest against his thigh. His pet's green eyes slip shut after a few moments as he basks in the gentle attention from his master. It amuses Poe how receptive his pet was to his touch, how different he was from the haughty, harsh man he was before the implant. Sometimes Poe forgets for a few moments that his pet was once his enemy when he looks at his face and sees submission and devotion softening his features instead of the contempt that had seemed to be permanently etched into his face when he was a general. They only get a short respite before the sun is hidden behind the clouds again. It takes couple of light taps from Poe's fingertips to get his pet back into the present, but he then quickly gets to his feet and helps Poe up from the bench. A gust of wind causes them both to shiver. Poe steps up next to his pet so he can wrap an arm around his waist and keep him close as they begin to make their way around the other side of the lake. It takes a few steps for them to fall into step together, the unfortunate and unavoidable side effect of Poe barely coming up to his pet's shoulder but they manage. Snow begins to fall again before they make it back. Poe glances up at his pet's face, taking in how his cheeks are red from the cold and wind, and he decides that they will warm back up in a hot bath. He asks his pet if he would enjoy that and after his shy nod and murmured 'yes, Master', he asks if he would enjoy it if Poe bent him over the edge of the tub and had him like that. The red in his pet's cheeks is not just from the cold, a fact that makes Poe chuckle and decide that that is exactly what they will do when they get home.

This is a really clever prompt! Seconded!

Nah, black British people speak with British accents, never with AAVE.

The commenter is either confused or thick...

Finn’s just got back from a mission and he’s fucking tired, sprawled out naked on Poe’s bed, hands tucked under his chin, still damp from the ‘fresher. He’d only stumbled into Poe’s room just ten minutes ago, but his eyes are already closed and his breath is even.

Poe pushes himself up on one arm, cataloging the strong, beautiful lines of the man stretched out beside him. It isn’t the first time Finn’s fallen into Poe’s bed; they’ve been doing this for the past two weeks. Finn will slip into Poe’s room, silent, when the base is quiet, and they’ll come together, messy and quick, and without a word spoken between them.

Poe doesn’t know what this is, if there is even a this, but he doesn’t say a word, in case it stops.

There’s still daylight out and Poe wonders what it means, that Finn’s come to his room, instead of going back to his own. Poe’s day was quiet; he’d finished up all his routine jobs and headed back to his room to catch up on reading. Jess had teased him about being domesticated, and Poe’d flipped her off, but it was maybe a little true. He hadn't felt up to his usual -- adventuring, with Finn gone.

Poe’s one of the lucky few with a small window, and the sun is just at the right spot in the sky that it spills over Finn’s skin. He reaches out to settle one hand on the curve of Finn’s ass, thumb swiping over his warm skin.

“What are you doing,” Finn mumbles, half into the pillow.

Poe rubs his thumb just below Finn’s scar, between the two dimples that dip around his spine. “Hey. Can I try something?”

“As long as you don't wake me up,” Finn says, tired, and Poe sits up, swinging himself over Finn’s legs and coming down harder than he means to. Finn grunts in protest but doesn’t move, just spreads his legs to give Poe room.

“Can’t promise that, buddy,” says Poe, distracted, working his hands back up Finn’s back and carefully not touching his scar -- Finn hates when his scar is touched. His fingers are dry, this really would be much better with lotion or oil, but Finn relaxes further into the mattress with a long groan that mainlines straight to Poe’s dick.

“Good,” Finn hums, sliding his arms under the pillow, hips rolling lazily into the sheets. Poe swipes his fingers across the back of Finn’s neck, affectionate, before sliding his hands back down.

Poe lays his hands on Finn’s ass, digging his fingers into the firm muscle -- and Finn tenses, pushing himself up to look at Poe, over his shoulder. They haven’t done this before; their midnight fumblings have yet to involve any butt stuff, which is a shame because Finn has got an incredible ass, one that Poe could eat out for hours. And that -- that is the best idea he’s ever had. Ever.

“This okay? You tell me if it’s not, alright?” Poe says, quiet, and he hopes it’s okay, fuck. Because Finn’s legs are spread, and if Poe opens Finn up like this, he can --

“Yeah,” Finn hisses, through his teeth, reaching up to grab the grab the top of the mattress with both his hands. “It’s good,” and Poe has to close his eyes.

“You’re fucking killing me,” Poe growls, which makes Finn snort in disbelief, and Poe leans down and bites the curve of Finn’s ass, his teeth just scraping along the crease, and Finn’s hips jerk forward, into the mattress.

“Fuck, Poe,” Finn says, on a small, embarrassed laugh, and then his voice cracks and falls apart when Poe laves his tongue over the bite, the tip of his tongue slipping just slightly in. Finn is so hot there, and his muscles are tense again, and Poe slides his hands up his sides, gently, reassuring, then back down to press him open.

“You’re --” Finn gasps, almost disbelieving, and he shivers hard when Poe presses the flat of his tongue against his hole, licking in broad swipes until Finn’s muscles start to relax. Finn is so tight, and Poe works his tongue in, slow, even though he wants to go fast, to fuck Finn with his tongue until he’s coming messy onto the sheets.

“Your mouth,” Finn says, loudly, like the dirtiest benediction, his hips rolling up to get closer.

Poe pushes his tongue in as deep as he can go, slow, leisurely thrusts into Finn’s hole. And then Finn’s drawing his knee up, lifting his ass up and spreading himself open for Poe and -- and fuck, Poe grinds his own hips down on the bed. He’s so hard it hurts, the fast thump of his heart pulsing in his dick, and he needs to adjust, but there’s no way he’s going to remove his hands from Finn’s hot skin.

Poe pulls back just a little, watching, eyes half-lidded, as Finn lets go of the mattress with one hand to stroke himself, his balls and dick slick with Poe’s saliva. Finn’s hole is dark, and wet and -- fucking hell, Poe ducks back down, shoving his tongue back in, too hard, he should be gentler --

“Yeah,” Finn’s saying, voice slurred, like he’s drunk. “Yeah, Poe -- I need you to -- like that, with your tongue,” he gasps. “Harder.”

Poe groans and fucks his tongue in, quick and hard, and Finn fucks into his own hand, his muscles clenching. Finn’s rocking back into him and Poe’s face is a mess, wet, and sore, and he presses one finger against the ring of Finn’s muscles, by his tongue.

Finn’s groaning, loud and wrecked. Poe’s never seen him like this before, writhing, desperate for it, for Poe’s mouth, and it makes Poe fucking wild, and then Poe has to shove his tongue in as deep as he can, and press his face hard into Finn’s skin, gasping and shaking, dick pulsing hot and wet in his own fucking pants.

“Did you -- did you just --” Finn demands, breathless, and when Poe breathes a hot, “Yes,” into his skin, Finn jerks himself off harder, frantic, until he’s coming in messy streaks onto the sheets.

**

That evening, Poe leaves Finn in his bed, sated and still a little sticky, but too boneless to go back to the ‘fresher. Poe tosses his own messy pants into the laundry and hops into the ‘fresher for a quick shower.

He’s still buzzing slightly at dinner, cheeks warm and probably fucking radiating the ‘just-got-laid’ vibe, but that is just fine. Everything is great. He’s great.

He does jump a little when a tray smacks down on the table, and Jess drops down across from him. “Look, Poe,” Jess says, face slightly pink. “I love you. Like a brother. And since you are like my brother, I would love if I didn’t get a play-by-play of what you can do with your tongue.”

“Wh-what?”

Jess just stares at him.

“You heard?” Poe asks, weakly.

“Everyone heard,” Jess says, gravely.

“Oh, shit.

“Excuse you, I’m the one who’s scarred here,” Jess snaps, then steals his dinner, even though she has her own.

Poe drops his head into his arms, face burning.

mmm nice

He's from Peckham, he has a thick Eastenders-type accent, bruv.

well mark me down as giggly AND horny

THis is a line from a fill on a previous post, and I absolutlely LOVE it, and I just need more surrounding it

Yes please!

Yes to all!

Poor Ben but I so want this.

OP you're the kind of person I aspire to be. A+ prompt.

I would pay money for this. I need this so badly.

I'm so here for this.

HEADCANON MOTHERF*ING ACCEPTED!!!

Why would a person born and raised in Britain by non-American parents have any sort of American accent????

Man, 3PO would really be in his element at a state/royal wedding.

+1

I love that fill and I love that line!

Link to the triplets AU it's from: https://tfa-kink.dreamwidth.org/2821.html?thread=4076293#cmt4076293

This is a great idea. I could totally see them finding comfort and happiness with each other.

Oh sweet space-Jesus, thank you for reminding me of that editorial. A Fucking Lunatic really went all out on that one.

Perfect. So perfect I hate you a little bit.

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PROMPT POST #4

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Gen, Rey and Luke bonding over learning who your relatives really are

Re: Gen, Rey and Luke bonding over learning who your relatives really are

(frozen comment) Re: (Poe/Finn) Finn reverts to his "natural" accent the longer he's away from the Starkiller

Kylo Ren, we got tauntauns over here bigger than a MONSTA

Finn/Poe - Kidnapped Bride, romance trope, tw:kidnapping, implied dubcon

Mini-Fill: Hux/Poe Pet AU TW: slavery, non-explicit dub/noncon

Re: Finn/Poe - Kidnapped Bride, romance trope, tw:kidnapping, implied dubcon

(frozen comment) Re: (Poe/Finn) Finn reverts to his "natural" accent the longer he's away from the Starkiller

FILL: roll off the tongue (1/1)

Re: Mini-Fill: Hux/Poe Pet AU TW: slavery, non-explicit dub/noncon

(frozen comment) Re: (Poe/Finn) Finn reverts to his "natural" accent the longer he's away from the Starkiller

Re: Fill: The Instruction Manual

Hux looks like he took a wrong turn on the way to twink school

Re: Gen or Kylo/Rey Han or Leia or both sold their son for peace

Re: Finn/Poe - Kidnapped Bride, romance trope, tw:kidnapping, implied dubcon

Re: AU, TW for attempted suicide; young!Ben doesn't go to the Dark Side

Re: Kylo/Rey background pair Luke/Leia incest

Re: Gen or Kylo/Rey, Finn and Poe - Stockholm Syndrome is not a good way to make friends

Re: Kylo/Any, Kylo's stupid outfit

(frozen comment) Re: (Poe/Finn) Finn reverts to his "natural" accent the longer he's away from the Starkiller

Re: Finn/Poe - Kidnapped Bride, romance trope, tw:kidnapping, implied dubcon

Re: Hux looks like he took a wrong turn on the way to twink school

Re: Lando/Leia (Leia/Han, Han/Lando) - physical intimacy as an expression of grief

Re: Kylo/Any, Kylo's stupid outfit

Re: Kylo/Any, Kylo's stupid outfit