Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win

hollandlolland asked: Prompt: Finn/Poe taking Rey to a green planet bc she loves that shit but they're not flora/fauna experts so when she starts trying weird stuff (running through the bush, trying to figure out what's edible, etc) they don't know what to do

Yes, absolutely, Rey on green planets is my new favorite thing.  Also, if you didn’t expect this to be pre-OT3, you should have.  Also, this is my first time writing these three, so be gentle with me.

“Oh, Force,” Rey breathed, turning on her heel, neck craned back and mouth open in delight.  The trees towered over the Falcon, the sunlight filtering green-gold through the leaves and dappling the ship and its passengers in faint shadows.  Poe watched her spin, her arms out and her head thrown back, and tried not to think too much.  “Look at them!  How do they get so big without falling over?” she asked, looking at Poe with wide, curious eyes.  

He grinned, hands stuffed in the pockets of his new jacket–he’d gotten his old one repaired while Finn was in a coma, and the swathe of red material replacing the lightsaber damage had made the ex-Trooper beam at him.  “Hey, I’m a flyboy, not a botanist.  I don’t pay attention to trees unless they’re in my way.”

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words-writ-in-starlight:

I write.  I swear to God.  I actually love writing fanfic.  BUT, and here’s the catch, I have a ton of trouble coming up with short fic ideas.  Short anything ideas, really.  The most memorable example is that one time I decided to write how I thought someone being able to see the future would pan out, just a few pages of character study, dicking around with super powers, nothing fancy.  Smash cut to a year and a half later, I’m wrapping up my 350 page novel and staring dismally at my 200 additional pages of worldbuilding.  And it’s always like that, it gets so out of hand.

SO.  My solution to that is this.  If you have a craving for a specific pairing that you know I ship, shoot me a prompt and I’ll throw together a short fic for you and post it.  I’m trying to unwind after finals, so it’ll be good for me, and you’ll get fic, so it’ll be good for you.  

Hit me up.

This is your reminder that I’m bored and open for prompts.

outpastthemoat:

Everyone says stormtroopers can’t shoot.

Poe’s heard it for years. It’s a joke he hears in the barracks, in the war rooms; it’s the first joke they tell the new recruits: Don’t worry, buddy, stormtroopers can’t shoot.  Stormtroopers couldn’t hit the Death Star if they were in its orbit. Stormtroopers couldn’t hit a rancour in a closet.  We’ll come back safe and sound, his friends say as a farewell, we’ll be fine: You know that stormtroopers can’t shoot.

Stormtroopers can’t shoot, they say, but Poe knows it’s not true, because he’s standing here with Finn’s hand on his arm and Finn is looking at him with such goodness in his eyes and saying he’s here to rescue him, Poe Dameron, and Poe knows in that instant that everything everyone’s ever said about stormtroopers is wrong, all wrong, because here is Finn, wearing his goodness shining all over him like shining armour, and it hits Poe right in the heart.

They say stormtroopers can’t shoot, but here is Finn in the copilot’s seat of their TIE, his back pressed against Poe’s, and they are working in tandem like they’ve done this for years, like they’ve trained together and fought together and sweated together, felt each other’s fear and tasted glory together, like they have been fighting on the same side all along. Here is Finn, aiming to kill, taking a shot at the institution that told him he was nothing but a number and a pair of arms meant for holding guns.  He’s a good shot, someone you’d want by your side in a furball.  Someone you’d want by your side, through thick and thin.

They say stormtroopers can’t shoot, but here is Finn, fighting for what he believes in, rushing to save the ones he loves, and when he sees Finn, ready to race after his friend no matter where it will take him, it is then that Poe knows he wants it for himself: Finn’s devotion, his loyalty, his love.  This is it.  This is all he wants.  He wants Finn fighting for him.   

Here is Finn, doing what he believes to be right, and Poe’s always had a type, anyone could tell you; he has fallen in love with stories of knights and warriors, the ones who fight for justice and peace, and here is Poe, still reeling from Finn’s dark eyes and careful hands, and he never had a chance, he’s a standing target, and Finn’s aim is true.

Here is Finn, smiling right at him, and It hits Poe right in the heart.

It’s instant, it’s fatal, and they say stormtroopers can’t shoot.

(via cthulhu-with-a-fez)

autistictatsuyasuou:

pros of finnrey becoming canon:

• canon interracial couple! in star wars!
  
• endless racist fanboy screaming
• inverted gender roles - rough bruiser girl, kind gentle boy
• lots of love and respect
• it’d just be adorable okay

pros of stormpilot becoming canon:

• canon gay interracial couple! in star wars!
  
• endless jacket-sharing jokes
• the gays would probably not die, which is always nice
• also extremely adorable

pros of reylo becoming canon:

• 
  
• there aren’t any

(Source: widowgaycer, via cthulhu-with-a-fez)

wildehacked:

deputychairman:

niamhermind:

sharpestrose:

mercy-misrule:

what i want from the finn/poe, finn/rey and finn/rey/poe side of star wars fandom

less weirdly sugary fluff pieces

more working with the fact that its poe is a mouthy risk taker who will throw himself into danger

that finn is quick and clever and willing to do hard things for the right thing, even when it terrifies him

that rey has eaten a dude. i mean, ok no, but she’s so fucking scrappy and vicious and kind. She’s a lot of things all the time.

I don’t know I just want more variety in the stories told about them

and that, as @sharpestrose said, all three of these people would steal a car with the littlest of provocations. don’t just slot them into ‘innocent fluffy bunnies with sad backstories’

all three of them are scrappy as hell, and its delightful

They pretty much do all steal cars in the course of the film. Finn steals two.

Like they had good cause and all but still. 

Finn breaks, as far as he has been taught all his life, a terrorist out of military prison. They steal the fastest car they can find and blow up as much shit as they can on their way out. They total the car immediately. He starts several fights in a local marketplace, meets a girl in those fights and they immediately steal her bosses antique car. They meet a con man while he is stealing what he claims is his antique car from them. They sick killer monsters on his justifiably angry customers and hitch a ride with him. He knows someone who can hook them up with another stolen car. Things don’t quite work out when Finn turns down a job offer and they are only saved from Finns old boss by the old dude’s old lady who seems to be running a chop shop come revolutionary army. Finns first friend is a hoon in his shiny black muscle car. They blow up pretty much everywhere they go after that.

Rebellion, resistance, violent revolution, baby! Bring it on!

I love all of this, but also let me beam with pride and love and say that I am

ALWAYS HERE FOR REY EATING A DUDE.

zombeesknees:

lesbianskywalkr:

but listen rey and finn would be drift compatible. 

#*would be* = are.  #they flew the garbage jaeger and pulled a engine stall crazy ivan  #with no prep except the words ‘get ready’  #yeah.

(via princehal9000)