15 minutes
ao3 • jonathan levy x f!reader | short | explicit | smut | wc : 1.9k
summary: you haven’t had sex in weeks , months even , if you care to count . is it any wonder that you’re so easily turned on these days ?
LATEST: july 18 , 2026
bedridden
ao3 • leto atreides x f!reader | short | explicit | smut , angst | wc : 2.3k
summary: his eyes peel open , heavy-lidded as they rake down the salacious dip along your spine — oh , what a lovely sight to wake up to .
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“ don’t freak out , ok ?”
ao3 • x f!reader | drabble | mature | angst | wc : 319
cabin pressure
ao3 • x f!reader | multi-chapter | explicit | fluff , humour , smut | wc : 7.2k
summary:
“ it’s a surprise ,” you pull an innocent smile , batting your eyelashes .
“ you’ll see tomorrow .”
“ why tomor— ” poe flashes that boyish grin . “ what did you do ?”
morning view
ao3 • x f!reader | short | explicit | smut | wc : 1.6k
summary: it was your fault , really — for lingering just a bit longer than you usually would that morning .
to have and to hold
ao3 • x gn!reader | short | mature | angst | wc : 1.4k
summary: his hand , keeping you whole in his protective hold on you .
stars by the pocketful
ao3 • x f!oc | short | teen & up | fluff | wc : 9.4k
summary: life day has always been a bittersweet affair for poe dameron , this delicate balance between the sweet and the bitter . this is the bitter part for him on life day on d’qar that year ; but the sweet part though — her .
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confection | confession | concession
ao3 • jake x f!reader | multi-short | explicit | angst , smut | wc : 7.0k
summary: you have all but forgotten about the note . you watch his eyes scan the words , his voice in your head enunciates each syllable : suck them like it’s my cunt .
“ are you there , moriarty ?”
ao3 • steven x gn!reader | drabble | explicit | smut | wc : 295
“ steven , please stop ”
ao3 • steven x gn!reader | drabble | teen & up | angst | wc : 200
best laid plans
ao3 • marc x gn!reader | short | mature | fluff , humour | wc : 1.7k
summary: there isn’t a proper plan in place just yet on how marc would like to broach the subject about steven and jake to you .
the hanky panky trilogy
ao3 • moon knight system x f!reader | multi-short | explicit | smut | wc : 3.1k
summary: the moon boys like you in all your different ways — all cute .
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15 minutes
ao3 • jonathan levy x f!reader | short | explicit | smut | wc : 1.9k
summary: you haven’t had sex in weeks , months even , if you care to count . is it any wonder that you’re so easily turned on these days ?
bedridden
ao3 • leto atreides x f!reader | short | explicit | smut , angst | wc : 2.3k
summary: his eyes peel open , heavy-lidded as they rake down the salacious dip along your spine — oh , what a lovely sight to wake up to .
assessment [ 3 ] [ 4 ]
ao3 • michael perry x f!reader | multi-chapter | teen & up | fluff | wc : 7.7k
summary: you realise that the only valid reason he’d been hanging about this deliberately — it can only mean one thing : they were all assessments to see how you fared at adams elementary .
a/n: and how i became obsessed with that silver streak on his head .
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“ can you look at me now ?”
ao3 • drabble | mature | implied sex | wc : 430
grounded
ao3 • multi-chapter | teen & up | angst , fluff | wc : 5.7k
summary: bee-bee was the only reason that kept poe and rey together . now that he’s gone —
lost // found series
1 / bright stars
ao3 • modern au | multi-chapter | explicit | angst , smut | wc : 17.1k
summary: “ it’s something i’ve believed in for a while now , even before we — you know , got together ,” he said . “ that i’ll be — we’ll only be the best versions of ourselves when we’re together ; and — any other times we’re not , we’ll just be lesser versions of ourselves .”
2 / reckless
ao3 • modern au | multi-chapter | explicit | angst , smut | wc : 27.7k
summary: poe — mr dameron , he has an ability to kindle the softest light in her with that laugh of his , brighten the darkest enclaves in the depths of her soul , and bring a kind of warmth and comfort that she’d never known into the coldest and harshest parts of her body .
3 / sound of silence ( • • • ━ ━ ━ • • • )
ao3 • wwii au | multi-chapter | mature | angst | wc : 11.3k
summary: muted conversations that resonated through the acres of green pastures in the countryside ; a kind of silence that spoke volumes in the middle of the night , as the lights went on and off to a private rhythm only the both of them knew about .
4 / staying human
ao3 • post-apocalypse au | multi-chapter | explicit | angst , smut | wc : 13.6k
summary: she can’t remember when was the last time someone touched her — either voluntarily as a sign of affection , or just methodically doing what poe is doing now . the frenzy ended so long ago , and nobody is around anymore , nobody alive .
5 / rhyme and reason
ao3 • multi-chapter | explicit | angst , smut | wc : 25.5k
summary: the “big reveal” story that the preceding stories in the series are actually just dreams poe had — surprise! (?) each story is fragmented as dreams are , bits and pieces weaved into different settings/stories with a similarity in context you can’t quite put your finger on .
6 / burn , burn , burn
ao3 • au | explicit | angst , smut | wc : 12.6k
summary: these are chapters in correlation to each story from this collection , told from poe’s perspective before we get into the different storylines in earnest .
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all the things you wanted to be
and then all the things
you wished you never wished for
it was a delicious itch you want to scratch
but you find it under the skin and can’t reach it
so the delicious itch becomes unbearable
it told you what you most want
is what you most can’t have
and that the most you can’t have
is what you already had and lost
it was a song of all the promises
i failed to keep
ulysses and the sirens by herbert james draper , 1909
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Do you think Poe Dameron walks around naked when he is alone? And if he does, has anyone ever walked in on him?
This has been sitting in my in-box for two weeks, just stewing. Oh, the thoughts and scenarios that have been playing in my head for all that time. Anyway, I finally got down some of those thoughts. Somehow, I kept it PG rated. And sorry (not sorry) for making this Damerey, but you know they are were my heart is.
Interruption
A Damerey ficlet ~600 words
Poe stepped naked out of the ‘fresher, rubbing his hair with a thin, worn towel. It had been a long day, and he had spent a little too much time in the shower. The Command Staff meeting would be starting shortly, and though he knew they wouldn’t start the session without him, he hated making everyone wait. However, now that he had an actual shower, not a sonic shower but one with water, it was very hard to not linger.
He glanced at the chrono on the table by his bed, relieved to see he was still good on time. The meeting was supposed to be short, just a quick overview of their new ion canon that had just been installed this past week. General Organa had promised they would be done well before lights out. Maybe, just maybe, he would have time to read a bit before bed.
He padded across the cool plasteel floor, installed just last month to help keep the heat and humidity of Ajan Kloss’s environment out of the barracks; they didn’t have an artificial cooling system yet, so they needed to do what they could to keep comfortable. Poe, who had grown up on a hot and humid planet, didn’t particularly like the feel of the material on his bare feet. The Massassi wood used for most of the buildings back home always helped keep things cool, too, and was much more comfortable to walk on.
He opened the door to his storage locker, pulling out a clean shirt and his Resistance issue uniform, throwing them on the bed. He pulled open a drawer on the side and grabbed a pair of socks and briefs. He closed the locker and turned back toward the ‘fresher. Suddenly, the door to his quarters opened, and he spun around, startled.
The last person he expected to enter his quarters uninvited rushed through the door. “Poe! We need to talk about that suppressor you added to your ship before the meeting…” Rey stopped short, her eyes widening as she realized he was naked. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes looked him up and down, and he knew he didn’t imagine her pause as her gaze landed on his privates. She blinked suddenly, shook her head, and turned away. “I am so sorry. I should have knocked.”
“Yeah,” Poe drawled, amused. “You should have.”
“Do you always walk around naked, Dameron?” she squeaked.
“When I’m alone, yeah,” he said. “And sometimes when I’m not.”
She sent him a glare over her shoulder, glanced down once more, then turned away quickly, her cheeks pink. He didn’t think he’d ever seen her blush before. “Are you embarrassed, Sunshine?”
“Of course not,” Rey argued immediately. “I’ve unintentionally seen too many naked male bodies in my life. It’s just…”
“Just?”
She sighed. “None were attractive.”
Poe grinned. “But mine is, is that what you’re saying?”
He could see Rey clench her jaw. “You know darn well that you’re attractive, Dameron,” she grumbled, not looking at him. “Don’t get cocky.”
He laughed outright. “Fine, Sunshine. Just give me a moment to make myself less attractive and we’ll talk about that suppressor.”
She snorted.
Still grinning, Poe grabbed up his trousers and headed for the ‘fresher. He’d always been comfortable being naked and never too concerned with who or what might see him without clothing, but he couldn’t help but feel a bit of excitement knowing Rey appreciated what she had seen.
Maybe, when things around here settled a bit more, she would be willing to do more than look.
I love Rey and Poe's dynamic because they're so fucking weird about it. You have all the parallels set up between them in TFA, the literal red thread connecting them in TLJ with the homing beacon, the smashcut from Rey being tortured to Poe jerking awake, the first time he sees her again (cos he checks on her on the tarmac in TFA before he runs after Finn) being the most "god is a woman by ariana grande playing softly in the background" sequence ever, the bashful meet cute that almost immediately nosedives into Rey roasting him constantly, and them bickering so much that Leia kicks them off the Falcon for a day for a break, just for them to realize they've been fighting so much because they're feeling raw and vulnerable about their insecurities and the perfection they see in the other just exacerbates their fears — Poe of being replaced, Rey's imposter syndrome — and growing closer after Rey admits to him (of everyone! the first person who she admits this to iirc) that she hasn't been able to connect to the Force since Luke died. Poe admitting to her that he feels adrift after his conflict with Amilyn, and how he just has to keep going forward. The fact that they are literally drift compatible according to Through the Turbulence. The way they're low-key flirting during Spark of Resistance, the easy back and forth they have with each other, the fact that Poe apologizes for the thought crime of worrying about Rey being inexperienced due to her sheltered upbringing, Rey feeling stung about this. The outright confirmation that they've discussed and commiserated in depth of being tortured and held captive within the Force before. Rey thinking his hair is "perfectly coiffed despite the early hour" in Legacy. Poe gifting her a cloak so she stays warm in the same novel. The way that Rey is said to like his face in the TFA novelization, how Poe is extra silly and does a little bow to her in Resistance Reborn just to make her laugh and hears her when nobody else does. How Rey thinks of how Kylo tortured him when she loses control in the desert. How into their banter they are until it becomes a proper argument. How Rey isn't even insecure Poe might not come back when he leaves!! How he doesn't even mind the arguing! Both of them being so jealous the other has closer relationships that know them better!!! What the fuck is wrong with them!!!!
poe x rey ; damerey
wc : 430
ct : implied sex , poe and rey being poe and rey
☕ • ao3
The sharp, deliberate clatter of the fork against the plate finally slices through the day-long silence. Across the table, Poe jumps as his head snaps up from his half-eaten dinner, wide, befuddled eyes blinking at Rey.
When she finally speaks, her voice is steady with premeditated calm: “I know you’re mad.”
Poe scrubs a hand down his face, breath escaping toward the ceiling.
“I’m not mad, Rey,” his words a sticky murmur, as he squirms under her weighty scrutiny, suddenly very invested in peeling the loose veneer off the table surface. “I-It’s not about that.”
“Really?” She scoffs, weaving her arms across her chest.
“You can’t even look at me,” her voice cracks unawares.
When Rey reemerged from the bedroom earlier that evening, Poe had taken one quick glance at her and turned back to the stove, and she’d sat at the table and made fair acquaintance with the uncomfortable silence while he prepared dinner.
Not a whisper came — until now.
The chair screeches obnoxiously against the floor as she gets up from the table, storming for the bedroom.
“I can’t look at you because you’re looking very hot right now — in my shirt.”
Rey stops abruptly, her heart gathering pace in her chest.
When she turns back around, Poe is shifting uncomfortably in his seat, a loose fist pressed to his mouth under his intense gaze.
“For what it’s worth,” he huffs. “You looked — sexy as hell, taking charge like that this morning.”
“I mean, I still think I should be the one on the mission, but yeah —” his other hand gestures vaguely at — all of her, before slithering under the table again. “Very, very sexy.”
She rolls her eyes, and spins toward the bedroom — that man can be so awfully unserious sometimes.
“Rey, come on —”
Poe’s words die in his throat when she lifts his shirt off her head and flings it on the floor — revealing nothing else underneath; nothing but her underwear.
She lingers by the door, gazing back at him over her shoulder, the curve of her dimpled back caught in the frame.
“Can you look at me now?”
Poe’s jaw pulls tight as he stares on from across the room, enraptured.
Then, Rey has never seen him move quicker.
She barely clears the threshold before his hand closes around her wrist, twirling her back into his arms.
His mouth finds hers hungrily, tongue sweeping past her lips. The scrape of his jaw is rough under her urgent fingers, as he walks them into the bedroom, tumbling onto the bed in a messy tangle of limbs.
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Idk why but as a kid I used to get hysterically upset everytime I would imagine a gif of a rotating cow because I could never stop the cow from rotating no matter how hard I tried and I would be crying and no one knew why
This is probably an unnecessary addition, but OCD is missed in cases like these because it's deeply misunderstood by most people.
It's talked about like being obsessively neat or repeating pointless tasks is the main part of it, when really those are just potential symptoms.
The main thing behind OCD is not being about to turn off a thought. There's a thing where most people can just stop thinking about something. If it's over, it's not relevant, it doesn't matter anymore, people can turn their attention away. For OCD, that mechanism can get stuck. And some thought that was supposed to just temporarily pass through your head just stays there. An image of an object rotating. An anxiety about something bad happening. A wish that you made on a dandelion. These are all things that have at some point gotten stuck in my head, sometimes for years at a time.
The compulsions, the rituals, are the person trying to address the thought so it can go away. After all, if you're worried about the door not being locked you can check the lock. But for someone with OCD, that doesn't make the stuck thought go away. So they check it again. And again. And they made a ritual, maybe if I check it exactly five times, I'll know that it's locked and I can let this worry go.
It helps a little. It feels like you're doing something. But it doesn't solve the problem. Actual therapy for OCD involves not doing the compulsion. Instead, you ignore the thought, move around it, try not to give it space in your life. Your mind won't let the thought go normally, so instead you fill yourself with other thoughts. Other parts of your life.
It's not easy at first. Your mind fights you on it. But as you get practice, it gets easier. You learn tricks around your own mind, ways to look at the thought and go, hm. I guess I'll go distract myself now. It does get better. I promise
