Oh Hell Yessss!!! I Love Seeing This Concept For The First Time; I Dont Think Ive Ever Seen Sith!Poe
Oh hell yessss!!! I love seeing this concept for the first time; I don’t think I’ve ever seen Sith!Poe before? This is such a good start, I can’t wait to see what happens next! Please add me to the taglist! ❤️
A Little Drop of Darkness
Part One of Six
Fandom/Pairing: Star Wars / Sith!Poe Dameron x Reader
Length: 1,344 words
Summary/Warnings: mentions of violence, mentions of sexy times, Finn did a bad thing and Rey is gonna be PISSED, some swear words probably because I wrote this lol.
A/N: In honor of 666 followers, here’s part one of a little Sith!Poe thing based off of Hades and Persephone. Thanks to @woakiees, @kittyofalltrades, a lovely anon, and everyone else who enabled me while writing this lol. As always, feedback and requests are welcomed and appreciated! :)
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You may not love this, but you really did a great job in telling the story of the film in just one chapter! I really found it fitting too that only Pope knows about Frankie’s relationship; It just shows how close they truly are. I can’t wait for Frankie to come home to her already. Great job as always!!! ❤️
pragma - part thirteen
Pairing: Frankie “Catfish” Morales x Female reader
Warnings: canon-typical violence
A/N: I’m not a fan of this chapter at all but I hope someone out there likes it. I wanted to do a chapter from Frankie’s POV and then one from reader’s POV just to touch on how each of them are faring with this whole thing. I glossed over a few things from the movie because I didn’t want this to turn into a full on summary but…yeah. Here it is.
Summary: Frankie hates how quickly everything went downhill but he’s fighting through to get home to you.
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Frankie was already over this. He couldn’t think of the reason he agreed to do this. His hands shouldn’t be holding a rifle, they should be holding her.
And he wondered what she was doing now. The worst things always came to mind. What if her ex decided to come back? What if he hurt her?
Or what if something bad happened to her all because he was here and not there? She could easily go off and find someone else while he was gone. Would she do that?
His comm crackled to life as he stood hidden in some brush overlooking the place where this money supposedly was, but he could hardly make out what anyone was saying. He just wanted to be home. He wanted to be holding her.
They had made a plan on when and how they would get into the heavily-guarded home then met up again somewhere safe. I mean, if there was a such thing as safe.
It was downtimes like this when he would pull out the picture of her and just stare at it. Her smile. That’s all he ever thought about. Oh, and the way she laughed without holding back around him. Sometimes when he closed his eyes, he could see her standing right in front of him. Sometimes he saw her the way he did as Pope drove away: on her knees and crying into her hands. He had done that. She cried because of him.
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He’d been chasing Batman for much longer than anyone knew. Pattinson had heard that Reeves was working on a script that reimagines Bruce Wayne in the younger years of his life. “I’d had Batman in my mind for a while,” Pattinson says. “It’s such an absurd thing to say. I sort of had an idea to do it, and I’d been prodding Matt. He didn’t accept any prods. I kept asking to meet him.” When Reeves finally finished a script, he relented and agreed to a meeting in Los Angeles. “And then I had to kind of try to imagine what he’d written, and I hadn’t even read the script,” Pattinson says. “I’d come with this pad full of notes.”
Robert Pattinson on Becoming Batman
Frankie giving her one of his dog tags? IM CRYING!!! I’m mentally preparing myself for the part where he has to leave. 😣 Great job as always!
pragma - part eleven
Pairing: Frankie “Catfish” Morales x Female Reader
Warnings: none
A/N: After such a rough chapter, I decided to keep this one light and fluffy and domestic because we all know what’s coming.
Summary: You spend a beautiful day with Frankie and he gives you something to hold onto for him.
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gif by @lostinmysticfalls
Having Frankie basically live with you had turned out to be one of the best decisions you’d ever made. You both made each other happy and better, in a sense. Was this what you had been missing all this time?
“Where’d you go?” Frankie asked as you two laid in bed facing each other. You didn’t notice yourself getting lost in thought.
“Sorry. Just thinking.”
“About?” He took your hand and laced his fingers with yours.
“You.” You kissed his nose.
“Good stuff I hope…or naughty stuff.” He wiggled his eyebrows and you giggled.
“I save the naughty stuff for my dreams,” you told him.
His face lit up. “You have dreams about me?”
“Have you seen yourself? You’re pretty fucking dreamy, sir.” Seeing his face slowly flush made you smile. “I always have dreams about you but I like the real thing better.”
“In your dreams I’m probably built like some Greek god or something.”
“Nope. You’re just the way you are: perfect.” You played with the V-shaped part of his shirt. “Especially in this shirt.”
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I’m totally not crying! 😭😭😭
A sweet din suggestion, the child just cries his eyes out and screams “mama!” And “Papa!” While reaching for both the reader and din, eventually the both allow the little green baby to hold on to them both. Din is just staring at the reader the whole time and kinda scared. I know it’s a lot but I’ve been thinking about this 🥺
***Soooo I changed it from mama and papa for OBVIOUS reasons.

Buirs
His breath caught as the three finger hand of the baby reached for him as well. Opening and shutting in the universal language of want. The tiny squeak of a word that came from the child’s mouth.
“Buir!”
He had been talking to the kid a lot. Settled into the captain’s chair of the cockpit, keeping the little womp rat entertained when sleep alluded them both. Letting Y/N catch a few hours of rest below in her bunk without worrying about being woken up. Maker knew the kid kept her on her toes when she was watching him.
Mando had been trying to teach him some of his language. Not basic or the scant few words of the native language he’d spoken before being rescued by the Mandalorians. He’d been teaching him Mando’a. The tongue spoken by those that were born or adopted into the tribe. His Ad’ika was one such child.
Not that he’d found much success whispering the words and their meanings to the kid. For what would be an older man in Mando’s species, the kid couldn’t talk yet. Never doing much more than cooing at him affectionately. But it made him feel good, teaching him the language that had been taught to him. Confiding the meanings behind the words that rolled off his tongue unknowingly sometimes.
Now he knew that the kid had learned. Both adults being surprised when the tiny green baby had screeched the word at the top of his lungs in a bid for Y/N’s attention.
She’d picked him up, a wide smile on her beautiful face. Even though she had no clue what he’d said. Just the fact that he was forming words was a cause for celebration in her mind. Mando however, had been floored. His heart pounding in his chest as he realized that the womp rat knew exactly what he was saying. He’d patted the side of her cheek with his hand and repeated the word.
When Y/N went to move away from the Mandalorian was when he’d reached out again. His hand grasping air insistently as he trilled the word again.
“Buir! Buir!”
His feet felt like lead as he stepped closer. Each one accompanied by another demand from the baby.
“Buir!”
“Buir!”
“Buir”
Until finally he was close enough for the creature to reach both of them. He trembled. Hidden beneath the layers of Beskar and canvas cloth, Mando stood hesitant and nervous. His heart galloping wildly as Y/N leaned closer to him, making it easier for the baby to curl up to both of them.
He didn’t know how to react. Where his hands were supposed to go, so he kept them at his sides. It felt too intimate to touch the baby right now. It would make it seem too much like the images in his mind, those he kept locked away. Aliit, family. The three of them.
Wide doe-eyes looked up at him, the baby curled against her heart making his own lurch at the sight. Igniting the primal instinct inside him to claim them as his. The kid pulled at his chest plate, wanting the bounty hunter even closer. Beckoning him towards the intoxicating allure of the moment.
“What do you think it means?” She whispered. “Buir?”
Behind the helm, Mando’s eyes closed as he heard her speak his language for the first time. The lilting way it dripped from her tongue making him yearn to hear more. More words, deeper meanings spoken softly towards him.
“Parents. He’s- he’s calling us his parents.” He breathed out, anxiety curling in his gut as he admitted the truth.
Y/N looked up at the blank stare of his visor with a toothy smile, rendering him speechless.
“Buir. Hmmm. You’re right, little one. We are your buirs.”
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