Permissions and Shipping
Mar. 2nd, 2030 08:05 pm
[ OUT OF CHARACTER ]
- Backtagging: Yes. I have a demanding job and tend to slow tag. Plus I get distracted by the shiny new threads. I'm always open to picking up old threads at any time. And feel free to poke me if I've not tagged back for a while and you were looking forward to a reply. Sometimes DW also fails to send me notifs so it might not even be my fail...
- Threadhopping: Sure, if it makes sense to.
- Fourth-walling: Again, if it makes sense, ie: it's silly thread
[ IN CHARACTER ]
- Hugging this character: He'll hug back... He'll hug so much...
- Kissing this character: Oh yes.
- Flirting with this character: He's probably already flirting with yours anyway.
- Fighting with this character: Verbal and physical all good.
- Injuring this character: Have at him.
- Killing this character: Only for appropriate memes.
- Using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: Sure. Feel free to message if you'd like some insider insight on him. He has less Force ability than a rock so he can't stop you.
[ SHIPPING ]
- Poe is pansexual and a romantic at heart
- Mun leans towards playing slash ships more, but open to het as well
- Slash ships: Literally willing to try any pairing, inc. obscure ships and cross-overs. Obviously all for Poe/Finn, interested in Poe/Kylo Ren, Poe/Hux, Poe/Han... But seriously, anything goes.
- Het ships: Poe/Rey, Poe/Leia... open to others, just ask.
- OT3: Poe/Finn/Rey as a balanced, equal relationship between the three <3
- Smut: For sure! Unless its specifically a smut meme I'm more into slow burn build up to the smut though.
- Kink: Pretty much up for anything except scat. If you're not sure, just ask. Literally no judgement here. Even if your muse is Chewbacca... More detailed post to follow
FAVORITES
H/C
Cross-species (alien or beast)
Extreme size difference (inc. shrinking/growth)
Tentacles
(Cum) inflation
Noncon/dubcon
Bukkake (recieving)
Inappropriate use of the Force
Watersports
Blood drinking for sustenance (vampiric species)
Muzzles (on him)
ABSOLUTELY
Anthro animal AU
Age difference
Anal
Edging
Sounding
Dirty talk
Sex toys
Fucking machines/droids
Anti-grav sex
Spanking
Mpreg
Rough sex
Mind control
Oral
Bondage
Choking
Marking territory (scratching/love bites/pissing/branding)
Electrical play
MAYBE
Vore
Pegging
PROBABLY NOT
Humiliation
Gore
NOTES & OTHER INFO
By no means an exhaustive list. I'm up for most things in the right situation/mood. Scat is the only absolute hard no. Headcanons and AUs
Jun. 1st, 2028 12:18 pmJust some info on my standard headcanons for Poe, because I spend far too much time thinking about him.
- BB8 is not just an astromech, he's also a therapydroid for Poe. He's a custom, one of a kind droid, not just because of his pretty paintwork, but because he has extra protocols to help Poe when he needs it.
- Poe suffers from depression. He's not unique in this and in fact therapydroids are often issued to retired veterans for a variety of reasons. Clearly Poe is not retired, but he lost his mom at a young age, and has lost friends right in front of his eyes, sometimes at his command. Sometimes his dad's words ring in his ears and he questions if there's an end and a point to fighting when everything seems doomed to repeat itself again.
- He's a hothead. We know this. He wears his emotions openly and sometimes they get away from him and he can't control them. They spiral, whether that's love, or depression, or anger. He needs grounding, whether that's from the touch of another being, his droid or from a blaster on stun.
- Poe is very tactile. Touch is soothing, particularly smooth, cool metal like BB8's casings or the nosecone of his X-Wing.
- When he's on base he prefers to stay in caravan type quarters rather than anything more befitting a Commander/General. It keeps him nearer to his squadron/friends.
- Given the chance, he'll decorate in orange/white/black. It's been his favorite colour combo since he was a kid and saw his mom in her flightsuit and knew that he wanted to be a pilot too.
- I've said it before, but Poe loves hard and he loves true. He's bi and poly, but he'll be fiercely loyal to the person/people he's committed to. He's been in love before, more that once, and had his heart broken. But he's not ready to stop looking for a love as strong as his parents had yet.
AUs
I'm open to any AUs or plotlines. Got an idea, just ask. These are a few of the AUs I already have for Poe in some form or other, but they are open to shifting about if something doesn't quite fit what you want.
- Modern AU. Poe is a freelance pilot that makes his money flying tourists into the more remote areas of wilderness outside of the city he lives in. He has a modest studio apartment and a white and ginger cat (the eighth of the litter).
- Vampire AU. Everything is the same, except Poe is a vampire now.
- Daemon AU. It's common for pilots to have birds or bird-like daemons. Poe's is a Lovebird named Ka'rta. She is small and fast and has a sharp little beak, which she's not afraid to use. But she is also sweet and cheerful and loves to snuggle on Poe's shoulder against his neck. Lovebirds form strong bonds and should never be solitary...
- BB8 is not just an astromech, he's also a therapydroid for Poe. He's a custom, one of a kind droid, not just because of his pretty paintwork, but because he has extra protocols to help Poe when he needs it.
- Poe suffers from depression. He's not unique in this and in fact therapydroids are often issued to retired veterans for a variety of reasons. Clearly Poe is not retired, but he lost his mom at a young age, and has lost friends right in front of his eyes, sometimes at his command. Sometimes his dad's words ring in his ears and he questions if there's an end and a point to fighting when everything seems doomed to repeat itself again.
- He's a hothead. We know this. He wears his emotions openly and sometimes they get away from him and he can't control them. They spiral, whether that's love, or depression, or anger. He needs grounding, whether that's from the touch of another being, his droid or from a blaster on stun.
- Poe is very tactile. Touch is soothing, particularly smooth, cool metal like BB8's casings or the nosecone of his X-Wing.
- When he's on base he prefers to stay in caravan type quarters rather than anything more befitting a Commander/General. It keeps him nearer to his squadron/friends.
- Given the chance, he'll decorate in orange/white/black. It's been his favorite colour combo since he was a kid and saw his mom in her flightsuit and knew that he wanted to be a pilot too.
- I've said it before, but Poe loves hard and he loves true. He's bi and poly, but he'll be fiercely loyal to the person/people he's committed to. He's been in love before, more that once, and had his heart broken. But he's not ready to stop looking for a love as strong as his parents had yet.
AUs
I'm open to any AUs or plotlines. Got an idea, just ask. These are a few of the AUs I already have for Poe in some form or other, but they are open to shifting about if something doesn't quite fit what you want.
- Modern AU. Poe is a freelance pilot that makes his money flying tourists into the more remote areas of wilderness outside of the city he lives in. He has a modest studio apartment and a white and ginger cat (the eighth of the litter).
- Vampire AU. Everything is the same, except Poe is a vampire now.
- Daemon AU. It's common for pilots to have birds or bird-like daemons. Poe's is a Lovebird named Ka'rta. She is small and fast and has a sharp little beak, which she's not afraid to use. But she is also sweet and cheerful and loves to snuggle on Poe's shoulder against his neck. Lovebirds form strong bonds and should never be solitary...
Thread index (Summer 2021)
Aug. 17th, 2021 07:14 am
Soulmate AU (
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force_sensitive) AU Hux packs a punch (
empires_heir)Secret admirer (
in_the_grey) Riding out the storm (
force_sensitive) Slave Peter (
spider_m4n) Daemon verse (
force_sensitive)Getting to know a young padawan (
spider_m4n) Space polyamory (
force_sensitive, stormtraitor) Trusting Rey, getting to know Ben (
force_sensitive, neverreallygone) Vampire Poe, resurrected Ben (
force_sensitive)Most the alcohol on the base was homemade; fermented from dubious berries and ran through a still for several cycles. It could burn a layer off your eyeballs before you even attempted to sip it. The quest to find something bottled and drinkable proved quite a challenge and in the end Poe had to not only call in a favour with L'ulo, but he now owed Jess two favours as well.
The price was worth it though, as by some incredible luck he found himself in possession of a bottle of Toniray. The teal coloured sparkling Alderaan wine would surely be something the General would appreciate.
Poe waited in his quarters for Leia; an old beaten metal caravan once intended for travelling folk, to be pulled by bantha, but now wheel-less and half repainted in the colours Poe favoured for his X-Wing and droid. It was cramped but homely inside, a little space of his own to decompress when he needed.
The price was worth it though, as by some incredible luck he found himself in possession of a bottle of Toniray. The teal coloured sparkling Alderaan wine would surely be something the General would appreciate.
Poe waited in his quarters for Leia; an old beaten metal caravan once intended for travelling folk, to be pulled by bantha, but now wheel-less and half repainted in the colours Poe favoured for his X-Wing and droid. It was cramped but homely inside, a little space of his own to decompress when he needed.
Fated Paths (For flyboytwopointoh)
May. 2nd, 2021 10:50 amEveryone that knew Shara Bey and Kes Dameron had expected their son to take after Shara and become a pilot too. Even Poe had thought that was where he was headed, but after his mother died, Poe's father started to talk as if he could see something new and ominous on the horizon. By the time Poe went to the academy his course was sent for politics.
After graduating, Hosnian Prime became Poe's home, his days spent on the floor of the Galactic Senate trying to do what he could for those still displaced by a war that had been won some thirty years before. His voice was as loud as he could make it in those meetings, but he also had the sense to listen.
This evening, as he walked the darkened Republic City streets home, Poe was deep in thought. The First Order had been on the senate's radar for some time now, but many dismissed it too easily. His father's warning seemed to ring in his ears and it troubled Poe. He was so distracted, he was barely aware of his surroundings.
After graduating, Hosnian Prime became Poe's home, his days spent on the floor of the Galactic Senate trying to do what he could for those still displaced by a war that had been won some thirty years before. His voice was as loud as he could make it in those meetings, but he also had the sense to listen.
This evening, as he walked the darkened Republic City streets home, Poe was deep in thought. The First Order had been on the senate's radar for some time now, but many dismissed it too easily. His father's warning seemed to ring in his ears and it troubled Poe. He was so distracted, he was barely aware of his surroundings.
Grounded. Not in the teenage boy caught smoking behind the science lab sense, but in the very much adult man can't get into the cockpit because the Powers That Be say it's too dangerous to fly in a storm sense.
Which left Poe twitchy and grumpy to say the least. He tried to distract himself, but the cabin by the lake only had so many magazines and he'd already flicked through them all. On a good day, the remote fishing spot was busy with tourists and locals, stopping by and asking for a pilot to take them up into the mountains, around the shore or over to the island for a range of leisure, and sometimes less legal, activities.
Today was not a good day.
"What's the point in even being here? I could just go home."
He didn't want to go home. He wanted to fly.
Which left Poe twitchy and grumpy to say the least. He tried to distract himself, but the cabin by the lake only had so many magazines and he'd already flicked through them all. On a good day, the remote fishing spot was busy with tourists and locals, stopping by and asking for a pilot to take them up into the mountains, around the shore or over to the island for a range of leisure, and sometimes less legal, activities.
Today was not a good day.
"What's the point in even being here? I could just go home."
He didn't want to go home. He wanted to fly.
