Looper(dir. Rian Johnson)

– Looper (dir. Rian Johnson)

@rebel-scum-stuff you have easily become one of my favorite writers on tumblr, I always look forward to seeing what is going to happen next. 

Meanwhile, this entire series causes the same reaction every time I read it...

Little Dameron P8.0 [Modern!AU] | Poe Dameron x Reader

A/N: So I’ve decided to split part 8 into two parts because I still have quite a bit more planned for this part and didn’t want to smush it all into one and make it awful. So here is Part 8.0 I’m working on 8.5 right now! Keep and eye out my darlings!!!

Word Count: 1300+

You rushed home the moment the clock struck four. You were bouncing in your seat as you drove. It felt like it took forever, but when you finally pulled open the front door, your mind blanked on why you were so giddy. Rose petals danced along the floor, candles lighting the pathway.

Taking off your jacket and purse, you followed the petals through the living room to the stairs, up and to the bedroom. You pushed open the door and found a card and box awaiting you on the bed. You bit down on your lip trying to hide your smile. You picked up the card, pulling it from it’s envelope and read Poe’s messy scrawl.

‘Twelve months together is a long time. I’d be happy to share many more with you. You’re beautiful, perfect, funny and you have an amazing personality. Not only did you capture my heart, but my sons as well. You of all people know how much he means to me.

So let’s play one of his favourite games: Hide and Seek.

But there’s a little twist. You will get clues as to where I am. And if you win, well I have a prize for you. So get dressed, and find your first clue at the bottom of the box.’

You grinned setting the card down. You opened the box, seeing a blue dress folded inside as well as a pair of tights and ballet flats. The man knew you well.

Quickly changing out of your work clothes, you put on the outfit Poe created for you, adding your own touches with some jewelry. You looked back in the box seeing a picture at the bottom. It was of you and Andrés, Poe took it after two months you were together. You were hunched over on the floor, wearing one of his shirt with a pair of tights shorts and your hair twisted on the top of your head. Andrés sat across from you, in the middle of laughing. Between you was the board game “Snakes and Ladders”. You flipped the picture over and saw Poe’s messy writing again.

'Where we first met.’

Without a second thought, you were off.

The park was chilly, you were glad to have taken your jacket along with you. You looked around for a moment, finding a larger Rock among the sand in the sandbox. You walked over seeing another picture being held down by the rock. You picked it up, smiling at it seeing Poe and you. You were at Karaoke downtown with Finn and Rey, Rey took a picture of you two because you both had a bit much to drink and neither of you could stop complementing one another. You giggled at the memory before turning the picture over.

'Good job, unless you’re a stranger then please put this back in the sandbox.

Onto your next hint. We don’t use them, but we did get into a lot a trouble down there.’

You couldn’t help but bark out a laugh. You walked on, knowing where to go for your next destination. The memory played through your mind, it was the same night as karaoke. You took the subway home, seeing as neither of you were fit to drive. And well, you got a bit handsy to say the least and we’re ticketed for public indecency.

You had to purchase a ticket to get down there unfortunately, but you found the next picture immediately. This one of Poe and Andrés, he wore a big smile sitting on top of Poe’s shoulders, reaching down trying to grab popcorn from the bucket he held.

'I figured you would like that one. This next clue is the first time we went out as a family.’

Now you understood why you had to pay for a train ticket. The subway to the cinema was the one you came from when you came from karaoke. And he had this timed down to the minute seeing as the subway was to arrive soon. You waited happily, placing the pictures together in your purse. It wasn’t a long ride to the cinema, and when you got out you really had no idea where to look. Was Poe really going to make you sit through a whole movie just to find your next clue?

“Y/N?” someone asked.

You never saw the person before, but they wore a uniform and held an envelope.

“Yes?” you asked.

“I was told to give this to you,” the employee said handing you the envelope.

“Thank you!” you smiled, hurrying to open the envelope.

A picture of you and Poe sharing a kiss, it was hard to tell when or where this was taken. But now you had caught on that each of these pictures were taken at the place of where you needed to go. So you hoped the clue would help you out.

'Did you really think I wouldn’t put our first kiss on here?’

And then it clicked. Right outside a local music shop that sold old records. He loved bringing you there, always fascinated by each record on display. You opened up the door to the shop, waving to the cashier, he was familiar with both yours and Poe’s faces.

“Try under 'K’ he said it might help,” he said with a smile.

You nodded, feeling giddy inside as you flipped through the K’s. And there in front of a Kiss album was your next picture. Poe was drenched, a pout on his face and an oar in his hands.

'I think I’m just making these easier? Just look at the picture and you’ll know.’

“Thank you!” you said to the cashier, bounding out of the store.

You remembered so clearly how you convinced Poe to go kayaking with you. It seemed like a great idea to him, until he flipped his boat and couldn’t get back in so he had to swim himself and the boat all the way back to shore, leaving you in a fit of laughter.

And on the life guard stand your next picture was taped. You we’re looking out a window, a mug held tightly in your hands, deep in thought as you looked out to the passing cars.

‘Almost there, love. You’re doing great. This one might be a little trickier. I loved how pretty you looked, I wanted to keep this moment forever. It was right before I told you I loved you.’

You had to think for a moment, it was hard to pinpoint the location of this one. But after some thought, you knew where to go. It was just a coffee shop, you use to go all the time, but it started becoming harder and harder for Poe to have people look after Andy. So now you only went on occasion. You passed by the window of the coffee shop, seeing yours and Poe’s picture tapped to it.

A grin spread over your face as you went inside. You pealed it off the window reading his words.

'Last one. If you haven’t noticed, I’ve been putting pictures of where each place is. But not this one, this one is going to bring you to me. I can’t have your feet too sore because we have some dancing to do tonight.

We have never been here together, but you always said you wanted to go. So I made reservations, and I sent you on this wild goose chase to remind you of all the good things we have gone through. All the memories we have shared. So come, let’s make some more, I’m sure you’ll love our venue tonight.’

You turned the picture over, smiling down at it. Poe had you picked up high, laughing as he dipped you down low and you clung onto his arms, but you were laughing too. Knowing he wouldn’t drop you, a complete blind Faith in this man you came to love.

You placed the picture in with the others walking out of the café. You wrapped your jacket tighter around your frame and began down the street. It wasn’t too far from the café, but you knew that this is where he would be waiting for you.

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Poe tags:

@thefirebreather00 @okayillhold @tlittlet @i-said-goddameron @yourwonderbelle @jocelyn-of-the-jellyfish @crolzinha @o-brienwrites @bobateaandchocolatepudding @aroseamongthestars @ynnep @pameladoesthings @firefeatherx @goodtasteisdeath @mrsdaamneron @summerlogy @whymak

Little tags:

@xenwayy @simplyonehellofapilot @starwrite-er @whymak @firefeatherx @mrsdaamneron @capandors @thechandlerbingdance @pinkdreamsandglitter @no-shit-sherl0ck @running-outta-time

Aaannnndddd today I learned that the line “Poe gives the best hugs” is enough to make me blush like a school girl and get hot and bothered. Congrats on teaching me something new @xwings-and-stardust

Harder to Hold [5]

Word count:  1.8k

Warnings/Themes: Swearing, injuries, slow burn, alcohol, death, grief, unhealthy coping mechanisms.

A/N: Y’all, I’m not in love with this part. I’m sorry. I re-wrote this one 3 times, and am on my second re-write of Part 6. I feel like if I left these little fillers and bits of (what will become) backstory out it was going to be too big of a jump between major plot points, but damnit I just can’t seem to fill the gap nicely.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

You’re not sure how long you and Poe just sat there, but when your alarm goes off to let you know it’s time to head back to base you’d swear it had only been an hour since he showed up.

The beeping startles him, and you have to suppress a small smile as he jumps a bit, confusion all over his face.

“Sorry about that,” you murmur as you quickly silence the alarm on your datapad. Something about being in this place with him makes it feel as though anything louder than a whisper is unwelcome. “I need to start heading back to base… I have friends who will worry if I’m gone any longer than I already have been.”

He smiles, and tilts his head. “Jess?”

“Hmm, yep,” you confirm as you busy yourself with putting your things back in your pack. Grabbing two ration bars, you offer him one as you sling the bag over your shoulder. “Breakfast?”

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Sunday (Anti) Shipping (Black Panther Spoilers)

Rant under the link - really don’t want to accidentally spoil someone...

Can someone explain to me why people are shipping... 

...Shuri and Bucky? Anybody?

Shuri is SIXTEEN! 

Bucky is in the triple digits - “But he was frozen for awhile so it’s not that simple...”

Yes it is! Even when ignoring Bucky’s time on and off ice during the decades - Bucky was in his late 20s / early 30s when he fell from the train in The First Avenger. That’s right folks Bucky is roughly TWICE Shuri’s age!

The Star Wars fandom were utterly divided by the TEN year age difference between Rey and Ben Solo / Kylo Ren; however, Rey is nineteen in The Force Awakens and Kylo is twenty-nine. Maybe that’s just too large of a gap for some, but I’ll take it every day of the week rather than consider a close to fifteen year gap which leaves one of the two characters still underage!

I’ve seen Black Panther twice now in theaters, I don’t know what other folks are seeing when they say Bucky’s making eyes at Shuri. Maybe there are different cuts of the film and I just haven’t seen that one? The Shuri we know and love isn’t even herself in that scene, she’s subdued and in my opinion, comes off a little annoyed. Meanwhile, I think after being tortured by HYDRA for decades, followed by being haunted that a series of words, read in a certain pattern, could send him back into that tortured soul the last thing on Buck’s mind is a girl. 

It just feels like such a weird thing to focus on, there wasn’t a huge rush right after Steve awoke for fans to have him thinking with his little head, so why is it being applied to Bucky? 

I spent more than five years working on combatting child exploitation online. Everything from infants being abused up to tweens falling for fake Justin Bieber  and beyond (I also worked “sextortion” and seen grown adults fall into a predator’s trap). Am I letting my views from my experiences impact my view? Damn right I am. It’s a dishonor to both Bucky and Shuri - marking him as a predator and Shuri needing a love interest instead of being able to rock her genius self and impact the entire world. 

Now that I’ve read this, all I want is stripper!Bucky <3 Please oh please do more soon @writers-wasteland

Closer

Stripper!Bucky. No one explicitly asked for this but here you go.

This is smut. 18+ only, please!

For the first time since your shift began at eight, the club is quiet. A classic rock song that Tony particularly enjoys is playing lowly in the background but there are no more patrons lingering in the seats, giggling about this performer’s gorgeous ass or that one’s hip thrusts; no more dancers filling the stages, performing for the crowd with blaring music and pulsing lights; and the stools in front of the bar are finally empty, no more drunken requests for you to take a shot or get up and dance yourself.

It’s almost blissful, the silence, but as always at the Stork Club, it never lasts.

“The dishes are finished,” Peter informs you with a smile as he wipes down the corner of the bar, breaking the quiet atmosphere and pulling you away from wiping down your workspace. “Boxes are also sorted and counted, the bottles are ready to be pulled whenever you need them.” You nod and hum a thank you before the two of you settle into a quiet lull as Peter continues to rub at the same spot on the bar.

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While chatting with @kllmongrs​ about some ideas I posed the question that has been rattling around in my brain recently. What would Poe Dameron do if he found out his SO didn’t want children?

I’ve only ever seen Poe depicted as “that family guy”, thinking about raising his kids on Yavin IV and teaching them to fly like his mom taught him. So, I said that if the question were to act as muse food, Ella could happily use it - even the answer was up for grabs. Would Poe freak out a bit and know this was the end? Would he think ‘oh thank the Maker...’?

I am happy to say I got my answer today (and there is nothing crappy about your writing Ella!). It was a hard read only in the sense that I’ve been there, I’ve had that conversation with a guy who claimed to love me - and our conversation went over about as well as a MMA fight between a 275 lbs prime fighter and a 98 lbs freshman.

Please give “Family Man” a read and be wowed as I was <3 

family man - poe dameron one shot

character: poe dameron (star wars)

requested by @imaginecrushes

words: 2542

prompts: you’re angry with me, i know and i know exactly how this ends, both from this list.

warnings: angst (did u rly expect anything else from me?), talk about death and war, crappy writing.

summary: poe and the reader share different views about their future.

author’s note below.

“Poe, can we drop this already?”

The door to their chamber slams closed harshly as Poe is practically stepping on (Y/N)’s toes, adamant to getting the answer he wants. (Y/N) wipes her face with her hands exhaustedly as she realizes there is no way her boyfriend is going to let this argument die easily, BB8 humming worriedly besides her as she pulls at her hair in exasperation. Poe fails to see the warning radiating from her posture and keeps on pushing, placing himself in front of her as the discussion continues.

“Why can’t we talk about this?” he presses, watching (Y/N)’s every move as if he could find an answer there. (Y/N) refuses to give herself up that easily.

“Because there’s nothing to talk about, Poe.” (Y/N) shoots back, glaring up at her boyfriend when she stands up but he blocks her way anywhere, unable to escape the conversation she’s been dreading to have ever since they got together. “You’re making a big deal out of nothing.”

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