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Searching tumblr to make sure someone else ships Jess and Suralinda because I could not be the only one that picked up on the sapphic enemies to lovers vibes
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me and @koyafruit can't decide
#star wars#Jess pava#jessika pava#watch this get like 4 votes total#black squad#poe dameron comics#star wars sequel trilogy
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Fandom: Star Wars: The Force Awakens; Star Wars (All Type of Media) Author: midnightsurge | Word Count: 8,138 | Rating: T
Summary: “That’s me,” he repeats out loud, his voice breathless. He forces his eyes away from the picture to stare incredulously at the real Poe, the Poe who can’t even stand to look him straight on, who always has to be looking away from him just like he’s doing right now. “That’s me,” Finn repeats with more conviction.
Poe swallows, a shaky hand coming up to push his hair back. He’s still sitting up in bed, the sheets pooling around his waist while Finn stands right there, right within reach. “Yeah,” he finally admits quietly. “That’s you.”
“How.”
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Finn escapes the First Order a second time, though his memories have been taken away from him. He finds himself amidst the Resistance once more, but there's something no one's telling him, and it has to do with Commander Poe Dameron.
Review: Okay, so I think to say this one wrecked me would be an understatement. I bookmarked it with just “Oh My God the feels.” Finn’s distress about not having his memories is just so tangible. This author has really gotten his character so well. It breaks your heart in the way Poe is written into the story because even though Finn can still tell that Poe is important in some way, there’s just such a detachment and confusion coming off of Finn (rightfully so). Poe is just so broken from it and that cracks through the story in wonderful awful ways. Please please check this one out.
Happy reading! Always leave comments and kudos!!
#f: star wars#f: star wars (sequel trilogy)#A: midnightsurge#R: T#R: teens and up#8k#poe/finn#finn/poe#poe dameron#finn#rey#jess pava#jessika pava#snap wexley#complete story#one shot
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Star Wars/Top Gun crossover where Jess Pava and Phoenix are gay for each other, is that anything?
#just a fantasy i suppose#i'll work on it#top gun maverick#star wars#jess pava#natasha phoenix trace
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#reyva#wooloo-writes#wooloo writes#star wars#sw#rey#rey skywalker#rose tico#jessika pava#rey x jessika#rey x jess#rey x rose#reyrose#wooloo polls
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I’m finally watching the Marvel Netflix shows and guys, Jessica Henwick is so hot, like, fuck. I knew this? But I have never known it so much. Help.
#jessica henwick#colleen wing#iron fist netflix#maybe i’ll dig up some jess pava wips bc hello inspiration
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between george w.ickham in ‘k,enobi’ and francis p.oldark in ‘a.ndor’, the sw universe is coming for my period drama heart extra hard these days...
#i. ｢ ooc. ｣#me: what if i wrote star wars muses again#I WILL NOT#but also.... remember when i wrote jess pava?????
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now that we don't talk - chapter 1
summary: After being rejected by Poe, the two of you are assigned a mission together. And a lot can happen during a mission.
ship: poe dameron x f!reader
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Chapter 1
Poe watched you enter the mess hall with Jessika Pava, your roommate and fellow Black Squadron member, by your side. She pointed at one of the foods and said something that made you laugh. It wasn’t loud or reached your eyes, which happened when you truly thought what you heard was funny. He couldn’t help but feel disappointed when, instead of sitting at your squadron’s table like Jess, you turned the other way, taking your tray outside.
Before everything happened, your eyes would scan the whole room in search of Poe’s, smiling with your whole being as you walked his way. That made him happy, but he had never stopped to examine those gestures, how you didn’t look like that to anyone else.
Your eyes.
He wanted you to look at him again, even if it was the quickest glance, so he could exchange the last memory he had from your eyes to a new one.
It happened a couple weeks before. After returning from a successful mission, you asked him if the two of you could talk after reporting to the general. Poe agreed, even though the request made him feel a bit tense. You were never one to ask for, well, anything, always so independent and headstrong. Which you had to be, since you had been on your own since you were a teenager running from the terror the Empire inflicted on your home planet. He had always admired you for it, but that came with a price: most times, you would close yourself off, being a great listener to him and your other friends, but rarely opening up unless they specifically asked you about something personal. Poe, always the sensitive leader, noticed that when you became part of his team and, since then, made a point to ask you questions about your day or yourself and your interests. Even as you became friends, every time he was able to get you to open up felt like a victory to him.
So Poe was worried about talking to you in private. After the meeting, you led him to a courtyard next to the base, keeping your distance from the people that went there at night to play games and listen to music.
“Are you okay?”, he asked bluntly. “The more we walk the more worried I feel.”
“What? No, no”, you shook your head. “Please don’t be, it’s nothing to worry about…”
You looked uncertain of yourself with your hands on your hips, avoiding his gaze. In his mind, Poe wondered if that was what you looked like when you were nervous. If that was what was happening then.
“Hey…”, he took a step closer to you, genuinely afraid of what you had to say.
You shook your head and crossed your arms. After taking a few deep breaths, you finally looked at him.
“I’ve been thinking a lot about this and have come to the conclusion that my heart will explode if I don’t do something about it”, as you spoke, your lips started trembling.
“We have been friends for a while now and…I have come to admire you as a leader and a person. You’re really special, Poe, you’re incredible”, you chuckled to yourself and Poe’s heart swelled with the sweetness of your confession. He could see in your eyes that it was taking everything in you to say those words to him. You were being brave to say those things out loud, which meant that they were true to you. “And I’ve developed feelings for you. Like…romantic ones. I realized a while ago that, if I didn’t tell you how I feel, I would regret it for the rest of my life.”
Poe was speechless. Never, in a million years, he would think this is what you had to say to him. You two were close and spent a lot of time together, but it didn’t occur to him that what you felt towards him was more than just friendship.
“So I might as well just shoot my shot…”, you took a deep breath yet again. “Would you like to go on a date with me?”
Poe had a tactic for rejecting women, something that would happen from time to time, since he was quite the player. He would compliment them and say what he had to with humor, promising they would find someone better than him. But he couldn’t extend the same treatment to you. It wasn’t a flirt or a fling. For you to make such a confession, he must’ve been really important to you.
“Oh, sweetheart…I’m…uh, I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you and I admire you too, you know, as a pilot and as a friend.” Poe just started saying the words without really thinking about them. Your confession was unexpected, sweet and genuine, and it made him feel overwhelmed. “I’m very flattered, but I…hope we can keep being friends? Just friends.”
He caught the few seconds where your expression turned from devastated to a polite smile you were trying hard not to seem forced. But it was all in your eyes. And Poe couldn’t stand it, he had to get out of there.
“Of course, yeah…yes”, you nodded profusely, as if you were trying to convince yourself too.
“Good, yeah…I’m going to the mess hall now for a few drinks, see you later?”
“Sure!”
Poe turned away, desperate to have a few drinks and numb everything he was feeling. As he got closer to the base, he looked back to where you stood. You were seated on a bench now, elbows on your knees and hands covering your face. He had known you for years and never seen you cry before — he didn’t like it.
The Black Squadron didn’t have any missions during the weeks after, so each member went on to practice and participate in several meetings, doing their own thing for a while. You kept your distance during that time, which Poe understood. Still, he felt your absence in ways he wasn’t expecting. You were the person he exchanged knowing looks with when Heidi or Snap would say something stupid, the one with quick deadpan comebacks that always made him laugh and the person he knew he could vent to about whatever was bothering him at the moment.
A series of beeps broke Poe out of his own thoughts. BB-8 came rolling into the mess hall and started beeping happily when he caught sight of Poe.
“Hey, buddy, where have you been? Haven’t seen you since yesterday”, Poe kneeled in front of the white and orange droid.
BB-8 made a few sounds, slowly this time, as if he was trying to be cautious about what he was saying. What Poe heard broke his heart. The little droid had spent the night in your room, because he missed you a lot. You and Poe were always together, which meant you and BB-8 were always together as well — but that was before. And the droid adored you. Poe loved seeing how sweet you were with his droid and the way you spoke to him as if he was a toddler when you thought nobody was looking.
The droid let out a sad beep.
“No, Beebee, of course I’m not mad at you”, Poe petted the droid’s head. “Did you two have fun together?”
Happy beeps ensued, making Poe laugh. BB-8 said you two traded gossip about the other droids and after, you read some stories about the early days of the galaxy out loud. Poe felt a sting of jealousy. It was ridiculous, sure, but what the little droid described sounded like everything Poe didn’t know he needed. And now he desperately wanted it.
The truth was Poe Dameron missed you.
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Chapters: 1/7
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Poe Dameron/Finn, Jessika Pava/Rey, Kaydel Ko Connix/Rose Tico, qpr finnrey, Finn & Rey (Star Wars), Poe Dameron & Rey, Karé Kun/Temmin "Snap" Wexley, Past Poe Dameron/Zorii Bliss - Relationship
Characters: Finn (Star Wars), Poe Dameron, Rey (Star Wars), Rose Tico, Jessika Pava, Temmin "Snap" Wexley, Luke Skywalker
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Buzzfeed Unsolved Fusion, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff, Scared Poe Dameron, Believer Poe Dameron, Non-Believer Finn (Star Wars), Rey Skywalker is Neutral, Priest Luke Skywalker, Sequel Trio Needs a Hug, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied Sexual Content, however this will come much later in the fic and it will definitely be glossed over and skippable, fuck zorii bliss all my homies hate zorii bliss, if you dont know why read free fall, the writing is very silly please dont expect my usual poetic style, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Gay Poe Dameron, Bisexual Finn (Star Wars), Asexual Rey (Star Wars), Religious Imagery & Symbolism
Summary:
"Kill off all my demons and my angels might die too."
Poe Dameron, a Resistance employee, has always been fascinated by the supernatural, so under the company, he starts a show, called Unsolved, retelling supernatural events from history and visiting haunted locations with his long-time friends and co-workers Jessika Pava and Snap Wexley.
Near the end of the first season however Jess has to leave due to scheduling issues and Snap, newly married to Kare, is expecting a baby, leaving Poe with the rest of the season to film and no one to help him.
On a whim, Poe decides to ask fellow employee and family friend Rey Skywalker and her best friend Finn Storm to accompany him.
Whether it’s the best or worst decision Poe has ever made, he’s not quite sure, but it was bound to change his life forever.
Tags: @enviedear @british-strong-style @dhyanshiva @no-url-is-good-enough @foxglass0822 @the-bread-is-dead @finnpoeweek2023 @yourejealousofthisname
#finnpoe#stormpilot#star wars#poe dameron#finn#finn star wars#finn x poe#finn dameron#rebel finn#sw finn#finnpoehalloweenbingo2023
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me: ame no more star wars muses
also me: what about jess pava?
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i DO want a rose tico arbor day special but i think its not far enough. jess pava valentine’s special. jannah summer solstice special. zorii bliss harvest festival special. bb-8 egg day special. fill up disney+ with lego specials.
#eclipse’s posts <3#star wars#rose tico#jessika pava#jannah#zorii bliss#bb8#star wars sequels#thank u rupalps podrace for the idea of rose tico arbor day special so true
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Goodnight Little Empire
finally earning the long awaited FinnPoe smut tag
Ship tags: FinnPoe; Rey/Jess Pava; FinnRey
Rating: Explicit Words: 106,807 Chapters: 41/50
‘There’s something I’ve got to tell you,’ Poe gasps in between the presses of Finn’s lips. His skin burns so hot he can barely breathe out the words. ‘If we don’t make it back alive.’
‘Oh, we’re making it back alive,’ says Finn, and the steely certainty in his voice goes straight to Poe’s groin. ‘So you can tell me tomorrow.’
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#goodnight little empire#finnpoe#finnpoe fic rec#tros#tros fic rec#star wars#stormpilot#stormpilot fic#rey x jess#finnpoe fic
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🤡 🌞 💞 ?
I'm answering these out of order so I can put the long answer under a cut, shhh.
🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?
Not really. Used to be between the hours of 11pm and 4am but capitalism and age say that's a no-go anymore, so. Whenever in a day that I have time, I suppose.
💞 Who's your comfort character?
Boba Fett. Ner Bob'ika.
🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?
I actually giggle over my writing a lot (because if you aren't having fun with it, what's the point?) and it's usually cackling over things that I hope/expect people are going to love/hate/freak-out-over as often as it is actually funny stuff, but I'm guessing this ask is meant to refer to something humorous, so here's a bit from this fic:
The pilot's ready room was not a luxurious or ostentatious space, but those who frequented its sparse confines in the time between missions nonetheless liked to joke that it had "all the comforts of home"—or at least as close as you could find in the Resistance Fleet. At the moment, Poe Dameron was not feeling particularly comforted either by his surroundings or anything else.
He slumped over one of the small, battered tables at which pilots could eat, drink, play cards, work on their datapads, review mission briefings, or merely talk with one another. Poe was doing none of those things; instead, he was lamenting his foolishness over a mug of lomin ale.
"...didn't realize he hadn't made the connection until it was too late," Poe moaned. "So there I am trying to offer comfort, right? And instead what do I do? I tell him that I spent my childhood having playdates with Kylo-kriffing-Ren. Kylo Ren, Jess! Kylo Ren!"
"Yeah," Jessika Pava said, "I heard you the first three times."
She sat in the chair opposite Poe's. Where he was slouched forward across the table so far that his fingers reached all the way to her edge, she by contrast was leaning back in her chair with her feet up and braced on the table's lower rung. Her arms were folded across her chest, her own untouched mug of ale balanced precariously close to Poe's twitching fingertips, and the expression on her face was dubious even before she raised an eyebrow at him.
"So what?"
Poe didn't raise himself from his sprawl, but he did roll his eyes upwards until they found her face. "So what?" he repeated. "So what? So I freaked him out! So I sent him running away from me! So he probably thinks I'm a monster now, too! I was buddies with Kylo Ren, after all, the guy who terrorized him the whole time he was in the First Order and almost chopped his spine in half when he left! I bet he regrets ever getting me out of that cell, now! Stars, Jess, I am a monster. How could I scare him like that? How could I not think for once in my stupid life?"
With a sigh like a dying gundark, Poe slid forward further until his forehead rested on the sticky table and his wrists flopped into the empty air above Jess's knees.
She snorted. "Okay," she said, reaching out to pluck Poe's half-empty mug from where it rested beside his elbow. "First of all, I think you've had enough lomin ale for one night."
Poe groaned into the table but did not argue.
"Second of all, your life is pretty stupid. Especially right now. Did that deep-freeze a couple weeks ago break what little brains you've got, or what?"
Poe mumbled something that even a Wookiee wouldn't have classified as coherent.
"Yeah, uh-uh," Jess said dismissively, sipping her confiscated drink. "So he freaked-out when he found out his personal bogeyman was Baby Poe's best buddy. Fine. That's a fair thing to freak-out about." A wry smirk pulled at her lips as she added, "We all know you have terrible taste in friends, Dameron. Finn was bound to figure it out sooner or later."
Poe huffed a disgruntled breath but didn't pick his head up. "You don't understand," he mumbled. "I ruined everything."
Jess took another sip, made a face at the taste—lomin ale, especially the cheap lomin ale (not that there was such a thing as expensive lomin ale, but there was cheap and then there was cheap) that the Resistance stocked, was not a particularly refined beverage at the best of times and letting it warm to room temperature did nothing to improve the flavor—and sipped it again. "What'd you ruin?" she asked. She looked and sounded completely disinterested, but anyone who knew her would have seen the sharpness of her gaze where it was fixed on Poe's tousled curls; would have noticed the tension around her mouth as she listened closely to her friend's troubles. Jessika Pava was not a woman who wore her heart on her sleeve.
That didn't mean she didn't have one.
"What did I ruin," Poe repeated. He gave a bitter laugh and pulled himself up onto his elbows so he could bury his face in his palms. "You're right," he said. "There wasn't anything to ruin. I'm being an idiot."
"Oh-kay," Jess said slowly, both of her eyebrows now raised towards her neat black hairline. "Not where I thought this was going." She sipped her terrible stolen drink again. "Go on."
"No, I am." Poe's words were muffled by his hands, his face mostly hidden behind splayed fingers, but Jess was used to crackling, distorted Resistance comms being shouted into in the chaos of a snubfighter battle. She could hear him just fine. "I'm way too old for him, for one thing," Poe continued dismally. "And I'm being stupid. He's clearly in love with Rey anyway, right? Of course he is," Poe went on without giving Jess a chance to respond. This wasn't a conversation anymore; it was a lament, a soliloquy to an audience of one. "He went to Starkiller Base to save her, he fought Kylo Ren to save her, he almost got his spine severed trying to save her, he talked the whole Resistance into attacking Starkiller Base to save her…"
"I mean, there were some other extenuating circumstances behind that mission, but sure."
"So of course he's in love with her," Poe continued as though Jess hadn't spoken. He dragged his fingers down his face, pulling at his skin until he looked, briefly, to be roughly one hundred years old, then dropped his hands to the table as though they had become too heavy for him to lift. "She was the first thing he asked about when he woke up, you know? Not how badly he was hurt, not what happened to Starkiller, not whether we were on the run from the First Order or under attack or anything. Just where Rey was. Why she wasn't there. Stars, Jess, you should have seen his face when he realized she wasn't there waiting for him to wake up—realized that it was just me, and not her. It was like his heart broke…"
"Uh-huh," Jess said. "I'm sure none of that had anything to do with the fact that the last thing he remembered before he blacked-out was fighting Kylo Ren over her unconscious body…"
"Right?" Poe exclaimed, apparently holding his own conversation that had little connection to either Jess's words or reality. "So obviously he's in love with her, and I'm an idiot! And she's better for him to be in love with, anyway. She's his age, she's a Jedi, or going to be a Jedi, and he's going to be a Jedi, at least if stupid idiots like me stop scaring him away from actually learning the Force…"
"Or," Jess offered, "you could try, I don't know, talking to him like an actual grown-ass adult…"
Poe dropped his head back to the table and moaned again. "Aren't you supposed to be making me feel better?" he asked plaintively.
Jess snorted into her stolen lomin ale. "If that's what you were looking for, you'd be talking to Snap right now instead of me and we both know it. I don't do 'comfort' and 'coddling,' I do kick-in-the-pants stuff for when you're acting like a complete moof-milker—which you are, by the way." She pointed her index finger at him as though it were a blaster. "And you know you are, too, or you would be talking to Snap. So pull yourself together and stop swooning around like some tragic holodrama hero and just go talk to the boy before you work yourself into a total swivet and BB-8 comes to tattle on you again because you're too busy moping to take care of yourself, like—"
#should i have explained the boba fett thing?#i feel like it's pretty obvious but i guess ask if think i need to give context lol#poe dameron#jessika pava#boba fett#finnpoe#star wars fanfiction#my writing#me#ask meme
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Sneak peek 👀 𝗼𝗳 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗼 🎥: Strangerville 8 Bells Bar (but Wild West x Sci-fi inspired)
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• Premieres Sunday, 23rd October 2022 ⏳️•
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- top left: Suralinda Javos & Jess Pava
- top right: Ben Solo
- bottom pic: Finn x Poe Dameron
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#the sims 4#the sims#ts4 lookbook#ts4 gameplay#ts4 screenshots#stylender#strangerville#simblr#sims 4
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Acho and Jess Pava are intensely judging him
Five: that’s weird. Oh no I might have heart problems Acho :(
Acho: Vod’ika did you not realise that happens whenever. Finn walks into the room.
Five:
Jess: You. seriously did not realise.
and on the other side…
Finn: wow I really did not realise how good Five was at just standing there with that really nice face.
Rey:
Poe:
Leia:
Luke:
Finn: It’s hard to just stand there!!! And he does have a nice face!!!
Rey: well yeah. I kinda wish he was bi
Finn:
Poe:
Leia:
Luke:
Finn, who had no idea Five wasn’t straight: I have to go
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