-Through the Spines Unfurling (Five Things You Should Know About Cacti) - sweet nothings - Felt Such a Shaking - Again and Again and Again - #girlavenger, or How Natasha Trended on Twitter and Saved the World - Your Hand in Mine - Cause and Effect - The Queen of All the Living - A Small Cat - In a Place Like This - The Horror of Girls' Night - A Meeting In A Library - The Fandom Job: A Wank Report - 4 times Elliot saved them on a job +1 time they save him - Aiming For The Mark - It's All I Believe In - The One with the Bros - untitled Mad max Star wars fusion - the date - Positive Feedback (x2) - Pretence (sunfish) - 3 times Bitty baked for the Dallas Stars (x2) - keep saying yes - Growing Pains - Baby It's Cold Outside - The Room Where It Happens - Four Times Jack Failed at Flirting With Bittle (And One Time He Wasn't Terrible At It) - The Don’t Blame the Gorilla Job - Seven Things That Didn't Happen On Valentine's Day At Hogwarts, Or Maybe They Did - Scions - trade in these wings on some wheels - Undercover - Unicorn Bait - Blind Date - Ink for Yourself - In Focus - Half the World is Waiting - Close To Home

In the aftermath of the assault on Starkiller base, Finn struggles with his recovery, and Poe struggles with his feelings.

Rey is different from Finn; all sharp angles with kinetic energy beneath pale skin, eyes wide enough to take in the sky. A completely different kind of beauty from Finn, but beautiful all the same. Oh no, thinks Poe Dameron, with a sinking realisation.

“An exciting change for the greatest pilot in the Resistance,” the General tells him, “I would hope that we have a more successful trip than last time.” “I would argue that my last mission was very successful, ma’am.” In more ways than she knows. It’s early enough that Finn is still pretending to be asleep, and Rey is curled next to him, a tiny lump in the pile of blankets. (a sequel to room of heartbeats)

The idea brings its own problems, of course. Rey was a one for so long that it’s been hard to get used to being a two with Finn, but at least for that she has seen models that she could learn from, even living and scavenging in the wastes of Jakku. There were some raggedy families headed up by parents; one or two young couples who shared their food and took turns sheltering each other from the sun. She has no frame of reference for this, for threeness, but she knows she wants it. Never mind that she’s never seen it done before. She’ll have to make it up as she goes; at least she’s good at that. There’s the family you’re born into, and then there’s the one you make for yourself.

someone said "touch-starved Finn" and the next thing I know I'm writing a tragic backstory and sickeningly cute OT3 cuddles - “Pick yourself up, FN-2187,” they’d tell him. And then they’d hit him again.

Finn is somewhat underprepared. Poe is only trying to help.

“Shut up and hand me that tiara,” she snarls at him, flapping her hand at the dresser where it's perched jauntily on top of his blast helmet.

Rey steals Finn’s clothes. So in some way she’s stealing his clothes.

An alternate take on leupagus's Space Princess Poe.

“There just - there weren’t a lot of prospects in the desert!” Rey folds her arms, furious.

He hears: “turn here” and “listen carefully” and Poe nearly trips as a Stormtrooper says the words that wrap around Poe’s right thigh.

Finn loves his friends but doesn't have the words for it yet. Rey cares about her friends but is wary of what that might mean. Poe is perfectly aware of everyone's feelings, thank you very much, and doesn't understand why nobody's kissing yet. (BB-8 just wants to get everyone awesome ships to fly around and show off with.) A story about what it means to love, what it means to be able to love, and (a little bit) piloting a spaceship as a metaphor for love.

trying to find that one post where y’all speculate about Finn realizing he needs to provide a surname, and he just goes with “Dameron” because that’s the first one which comes to mind

My name is Ben. My world is fire and blood. Once, I was a Jedi. A warrior of the Light, fighting for a righteous cause. As the galaxy fell, each of us in our way was broken. It was hard to know who was more mad: me, or everyone else. Here they come again, worming their way into the black matter of my brain – the children, thousands upon thousands of them, bound up in silken braids. None of them my flesh, but each a part of my soul. I tell myself: they cannot touch me. They are long dead.

Deadpool vs. Kylo Ren. The conclusion is foregone.

"So either you're not here or you're not living," she says. "I'm definitely here," he replies, and there's amusement in his voice.

“Sorry,” Poe pants, shivering as Finn’s hands still on his skin, palms warm and callous-rough. “Sorry, I get kind of loud when, uh—“ “You have sex?” Finn grins at him, lower lip between his teeth. It makes Poe want to whine. “I like it.”

FN-2187 was real, right?” She sounds very young again. “Please tell me he was real." "I'm real,” said Finn, who was on his first patrol since his back healed. “And my name’s Finn now.” Her eyes widened. “You have a name? * Or: The resistance is starting to get stormtrooper defectors. Finn helps them out.

"Padmé thinks Breha will be a wonderful mother."

t's taken Poe a long time to get to where they are now, to accept this part of their identity. Poe has never been a boy, and so few people know it.

Leia glided closer, brushing Luke’s hair out of his face, then leaning in. “Both of us,” she whispered, and then kissed him firmly. Han could feel Luke let go of all the tension in his body all at once. If he had stopped holding him up, Luke would have simply dropped to the floor.

He hears: “turn here” and “listen carefully” and Poe nearly trips as a Stormtrooper says the words that wrap around Poe’s right thigh.

Finn is somewhat underprepared. Poe is only trying to help.

“You mean to tell me you’ve never touched yourself.” Rey knows that there’s a great deal she doesn’t understand about the universe, but sometimes, compared to Finn, she feels utterly worldly. This is one of those times.

"The most notable holidays in the Resistance, ironically, aren't from a planet at all--or they were, but it's a planet that was turned to dust and nothing before Rey was even born."

In which Tobirama is sort of Obi-Wan, Madara is Anakin but not quite, and Obito and Kakashi don’t quite fit the roles of Asajj Ventress and Luke Skywalker but try their best regardless.

The Sith Lord Darth Vader lived his life. He probably didn't live it well, but he lived it as well as he knew how. At the end there, he'd even managed to woman up and kill Sidious. But he was dying, and at peace with the past. The past wasn't at peace with him.

Snapchat stories of various notable people on Coruscant (mostly Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Senator Amidala and Ahsoka Tano), transcripted for ease of convenience for the visually impaired, hard of hearing, or those who just want to relive some of the iconic videos that got us through the Clone Wars. Now translated back into audio format! (Video unavailable.)

One girl in all the galaxy.

He dueled him for many a long minute, and then trapping him at the end of a gantry, removed his hand from his wrist. Luke was surprised, but said not a word beyond his cry of pain. After a silence of several minutes, Vader came towards him in an agitated manner, and thus began,

We all know that Hoth was a simmering mess of hormones and stress and I would pay good money for a soap opera about them. Here are some things which Definitely Happened. (Featuring Stabby who is definitely not a space doomba.)

We all know that Hoth was a simmering mess of hormones and stress and I would pay good money for a soap opera about them. Here are some things which Definitely Happened. (Featuring Stabby who is definitely not a space doomba.)

The stars in a little slave’s eyes when she falls in love with a glamorous boy are the same as they would be in any other universe.

“Aw, come on,” says Anakin, glaring at the dice as if they’ve personally offended him. “You roll twenties for Ahsoka and not for me? I own you, you fuckers, the least you could do is do me a favor every once in a while.” or: Anakin Skywalker's terrible luck strikes again at the worst time.

Briar was in the southeast refectory hoping to steal an early breakfast before the rush when he heard the whisper, passed between an older padawan and a young archivist. Have you heard? The words echoed through the halls, traveling from being to being, spoken in low, excited voices or loud ones pretending at boredom. Have you heard, have you heard the news?

The Sith Lord Darth Vader lived his life. He probably didn't live it well, but he lived it as well as he knew how. At the end there, he'd even managed to woman up and kill Sidious. But he was dying, and at peace with the past. The past wasn't at peace with him.

The future is much too tangled up in the past, Leia thinks--a past that belongs properly to neither of them, that was shaped and bequeathed to them by the choices of others.

In which Kix figures some things out, and human pregnancies do not happen overnight.

Han Solo: Worst Omega Ever meeting Han Solo: Worst ALPHA Ever, of course, obviously that would have to happen. OBVIOUSLY. both Leias are doomed. and also inappropriately turned on. and also DOOMED. so I guess this is a Star Wars post now whoops.

oh my god I just read a post that was like “fuck this nonsense send MACE WINDU back in time to unfuck the prequels!!” and now I will never, ever be satisfied until I find the 300k version of that fic, ever. I NEED THIS FIC LIKE I NEED AIR. WHY IS THIS FIC NOT ALREADY IN MY HANDS??

ART! So pretty!

Me and my husband, watching a martial arts film] Me: See, now this is how the Jedi should have recruited their Padawans: you find some dude and then challenge him to a fight, and if he kicks your ass you then have to beg him to teach you.

In the midst of the Clone Wars, Obi-Wan Kenobi and her Padawan are captured by Count Dooku, whose agenda may be entirely different from that of the mysterious Lord Sidious.

Padmé, Anakin, and Obi-Wan are dating. For some reason, the media doesn't know what to make of it. Featuring Ahsoka's Snapchat, Anakin's band The Sith Lords, Satine's talk show, and Quinlan and Luminara starring in Generic Action Hero: European City.

The New Republic has been after Luke, Leia, and Han to commit to doing some PR work. Their ideas have ranged from bad to worse. When they come to Leia with the notion of one of the trio starring on a holonet competition show, the last thing she and Han expect is for Luke to volunteer to go on Dancing Across the Galaxy. And nobody expected him to actually try and win.

After much deliberation, careful study, and scientific analysis, Wes Janson decides that the Fate Of The Galaxy is entirely dependent on the state of Senator-Princess Leia Organa's hair.

There’s a child hiding behind his robes. Mace looks down, brow rising like a warning flare, but doesn’t move. Leia looks back, all big, innocent brown eyes and perfect guilelessness, and pulls a fold of brown cloth over her head as she practically stuffs herself under his chair.

Adrift in a strange universe, Marc gets hired to take out a Jedi general. He agrees, even knowing it won't be an easy mission. What he doesn't expect is the interference of one Commander Cody, which throws him into a tailspin and sets off a cascade of events that absolutely no one could have predicted. At least Khonshu is having one hell of a time.

Is there any way to make Saka’s Kettle better? We think so. Join pastry chef Claire Saffitz in the Bon Appétit Test Kitchen on Coruscant as she attempts to make gourmet Saka’s Kettle.