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WISH LIST

★ my dark au kink:
+ being captured by the first order and subjected to reconditioning
+ trying to turn him back with the power of gay love and friendship (and possibly failing)
+ he was always a first order tie fighter pilot instead of winter soldiered
+ poe and finn first order murder squad (dynamics if they were both stormtroopers? running away together?)
+ ^ part b: the fam that gets captured and reconditioned together… stays…together…
+ Interesting Dynamics with kylo and hux from dark aus


★ finn stuff
+ what will they do after the war? romantic vacations? homesteading? sending finn's spit to space 23andme?
+ infinite escape reimagining/aus, stormpilot escape room reigning champions

★ rey stuff
+ relationship of convenience because they're both In Denial
+ sith princess rey aus where he tries to save her and/or she turns him

★ kylo stuff
+ infinite interrogating/torture room reimagining/aus
+ ^ part b: stockholm syndrome?
+ We Need to Talk about Leia


★ general
+ honestly anything regarding leia (esp processing grief post-tros)
+ talking about his sketchy spice runner past (possibly playing things taking place during that time in his life?)
+ ^ same for things taking place during academy/new republic tbh
+ i love aus. modern aus, vampire aus, a/b/o aus, let's au the entire world
+ i prefer m/m for poe but am good with most ships

kinks if ya nasty

Comments

[followhim]

Auto correct is awful! It's always trying to correct to words I've never even used in my life. What's a goshawk?

[ "gosh." he'd just wanted to say gosh :( ]

And why's it gotta be a girl?

[ this is homophobic bisexual erasure. can he think of a guy's name that would shorten to abby? no. is it important? also no. ]

[indicator]

It doesn't — [ she's not a homophobe, thank you very much, she's just — lowkey possessive, and doesn't want to share!!! there is a difference. ] That's not what I meant, okay!

[ does she know what a goshawk is? no. probably a bird, if she had to guess, but don't ask her to guess because she's probably wrong. she also doesn't know why they're fighting about this other than the fact that she was immediately, overwhelming jealous, and it made her feel all sorts of unhappy things.

like the swift and brutal desire to slam the staff in her hand against the neck of whatever rude girl he might be seeing on the side ... whose name was probably not abby, in reality ... because she doesn't exist. ]

Is there a guy, then? Abby could be short for... something...

[followhim]

[ there it is. he huffs a little, being caught in his lie/diversion/whatever the fuck. ]

No. There's not anybody. [ he just gets combative when cornered. as one does. he runs a hand through his beautiful hair. ]

Look, I shouldn't have said that. The there we go thing. Made more trouble than if I didn't say anything at all.

[ made more trouble than if i didn't say anything at all: the title of his memoir. ]

[indicator]

[ no kidding.

but it's not like he said it and then she was perfectly rational, either. clary is equally stupid when it comes to handling things well, and she flew off the handle just as easily as he stoked the flames. so. she can't be that mad. (or, well. she can. she's just aware that she shouldn't.) ]

It was rude. [ but she's still going to milk it, because she's an adult. ] I think you should make it up to me if you want me to forgive you.

[followhim]

[ just a couple of two hotheaded fools swimming in a fishbowl.

however, he sees his opportunity 👀 to make amends 👀 and hell if he isn't gonna yeet himself into said opportunity. ]

Make it up to you how? [ he grins. PLEASE LOVE AND FORGIVE HIM CLARY. look at him. ]

[indicator]

[ the Look equivalent of thwapping a puppy with a newspaper. she's not spoonfeeding him forgiveness techniques, okay. he's a grown man, he can figure it out!!! ]

How do you think you should make it up to me?

[ HMMM? ]

[followhim]

[ he frowns a little. his Charmingness fell flat. but then, so did his poor attempt at humor. he's striking out left and right, damn.

he tries again, SINCERELY THIS TIME: ]

A date? A real one, no... hunting together and calling it a date. ... Dinner and stuff.

[ dinner and stuff: the real poe dameron red carpet treatment. (he's really bad at doing things that aren't shadowhunting-oriented. one of Those.) ]

[indicator]

A real date. [ hmmm. ] I guess that counts.

[ she guesses. and then smiles, that wide burst of sunshine that was clary fray, all warm and giddy and too bright to repress. ]

I was half expecting you to say you'd do my laundry, but I'll take a real date too.

[followhim]

Do you want me to do your laundry? You know I barely do my own laundry, right?

[ he's a nasty boy: fact. in the less fun way (but also maybe a little bit in the fun way.) ]

[indicator]

You're disgusting.

[ in a stupid, boys are gross kind of way. but they were all gross. that's why the shadowhunter institute hired people to do their laundry. via shell corporation, probably, because "maintaining the mystery" was important or whatever. who knew. ]

I'll keep my favor for something good. Like making you carry me to a mission or something.

[followhim]

Carry you? In my arms? The whole way?

[ WHO IS THIS GIRL. (dw he loves it. and her.) ]