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Stimboard based off of this image for @boba-foxy!

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Miché stimboard based on the art made by @boba-foxy!

weird side note: I thought that the bomb was perfume, and I had to change it mid making this stimboard when I noticed JJDBUBDDUDB (keysmash)

Poe Dameron x reader

A/N: I’m sorry to everyone who already read this before I deleted it to add more tags and edit. Thank you for all the notes on the last two parts, more coming soon.

Warnings: injuries? Sadness but like always

When her eyes first fluttered open, she was doused in a bright red neon light. She didn’t even understand what it was at first until she noticed that it was the emergency light, meaning the power had shut off.

That first blast knocked both of them unconscious and to the floor, so she was opening her eyes not knowing how long it had been since the attack.

All she could think about at first was where the problem was and how she could fix it. But that wasn’t exactly reasonable given her current situation.

More senses came back to her slowly. First she was able to hear the alarm, then she was able to feel something heavy leaning up against her. Slowly, more pieces came to her like the smell of smoke and the realization that the air was chalky from where some of the walls had caved.

Then it dawned her that the weight against her side wasn’t debris like she assumed, but a body.

And then like a waterfall, everything hit her. The gravity of the situation, the fact that their main base had been bombed, so many people injured and how many weapons did they even have left to fight with. And oh stars, was Poe alive.

Her hands reached over, her body achingly sore from how hard she had landed, to feel for his arms and eventually his face. Dusting off his skin, she put her fingers at the base of his neck to feel a pulse and was relieved when she could finally feel one. That meant he was alive, she could work with alive.

Shaking him gently, he didn’t even seem to stir, so she moved to shake him more violently. He began to moan and groan, and a few seconds later, his eyes fluttered open as well. She felt like crying she was so relieved but there were still too many unknowns, too many problems, they couldn’t be happy because they weren’t out of the woods yet.

“Poe, it’s me, I’m here.” She spoke calmly as she turned to kneel at his side. “Can you hear me?” She questioned and he began to nod before chomping his lips together. They were too dry, his mouth was too dry, he couldn’t really speak.

So he took a few moments to really gather himself, lick his lips and turn to look at her face draped over in a canopy of red light. And while he knew the lights were screaming danger, all he could think about was love. “I’m ok.” He said softly, leaning his forehead against hers.

And he truly thought he was, until the rest of his body woke up, or more appropriately, didn’t.

He began to look around in a panic, not really being able to see too far ahead of him.

“What?” She questioned, taking in his worried disposition.

“I can’t feel my leg.” He noted anxiously as he began to pull his leg towards him before screaming out in pain.

She wasn’t sure what it was, most of the area around them was shadowed so she hadn’t even realized that his wall had caved in on top of him.

“Shit.” She whispered as she moved her hand down to feel where the a piece of metal had collapsed down onto his calf, sandwiching it to the floor, now cutting into his skin as he moved.

“I can’t- Oh” He moaned our as her fingers drifted over the site. She wanted to assess the damage but she wasn’t a doctor nor had had any medical training.

“I’m sorry.” She whispered, “it’s going to be ok.” She tried to defend but even her voice didn’t sound full of confidence. She moved her hands to try and lift it but he was quick to stop her.

“It could be worse to move it.” He noted but she didn’t see his reasoning.

“Poe, as long as you’re stuck here, we can’t move to find help or start fighting.” She commented and he nodded in agreement but still held her back.

“If you lift that up and I start bleeding out, we won’t be able to wait for reinforcements.” He countered and she couldn’t help but agree. They were useless if they were dead.

She tried to stand up, maneuvering around where the roof had drooped in from above and where the furniture had been thrown. But even her legs were weak, and as she got moving, her head began to pound. Reaching up, she felt the blood coming from the side of her skull.

But that was nothing, Poe was in big trouble, she had to worry about that.

“Does the door still work?” He questioned with a thick cough of dust coming out with it.

“Hold on.” She muttered as she worked her way over there, climbing carefully over the tossed chairs.

All doors in the base were key card operated, and meant to lock when tried to be forced open for safety. However, with the base collapse, it seemed the doors had automatically locked up to keep everyone inside by instinct.

The screen on the side was dead and it wouldn’t push open even if they had an X wing pulling it. So now Poe was trapped on the floor and both of them were trapped inside.

“Do you feel that?” He questioned, wiggling around as much he could without being in massive amounts of pain.

“Feel what?”

“Exactly.” He noted and for a second she was convinced he was going crazy but she soon realized what he meant. The central air system was shut off in case of a poison attack, but this meant that they were no longer getting air from anywhere. And with everything caved in or locked, there was no access to fresh air inside his room.

“We’re gunna run out of air if we can’t get this open.” She concluded and he nodded, clenching his eyes shut in pain.

“Hurry.” He said as she began ripping off the wall panel. She was going to have to rewrite the main circuits to release the doors, which wasn’t necessarily an easy thing to do anyways, much less in the dark. “If we’re locked in, everyone else in these rooms are too.”

She let the gravity of that statement sink in, knowing that this was the floor with the nicer rooms meant for people in command. Which meant all the resistance leaders were trapped, and none of those leaders were mechanics who could fix it.

“If I can get us out, I can release the automatic lock from the main floor control panel.” She said, reaching her hands deep into the wires. “But I need you to talk to me, because I’m afraid you’re gunna pass out again.” She called back and he chuckled nervously.

“So now you want to talk to me.” He sighed out and she laughed.

“You’re insufferable.” She muttered, making him laugh more. “Do you have a knife?” She asked, moving back over to him.

“Yeah, in my back pocket.” He added as she knelt next to him. Her hands reached around his torso, feeling his back up before moving to his pockets. He had to move awkwardly up, inhaling sharply in pain.

“Sorry.” She whispered into his ear, he face pressed pretty close to his as she dug around, finally grabbing the knife out.

“It’s ok. I miss you being this close to me.” He mumbled into her hair before she pulled back.

“I hate it when you say stuff like that.” She responded before moving back to the door.

“You said you wanted to keep me talking. This is what you’re gunna get.” He laughed out.

“Talk about what we’re going to do when we get out, make a plan.” She said as she began stripping wires and tying some off together.

“Well, I need medical.” He said, voice slow and rough.

“And then.” She urged him on, continuing to work.

“Find The General. We’re going to need to evacuate everyone on the base.” He kept going.

“What about the attackers?” She prodded to keep him talking.

“Hopefully they’ve already scrambled the fleet to protect us.” He responded.

“And if they haven’t?”

“Well then, I’d be afraid of what’s gunna be behind that door when you get it open.” He added, looking over at her the best he could in the shadowed room.

She was struggling to see the wires in just the red emergency light, it really wasn’t giving her enough light, she couldn’t even see Poe were he was.

She kept pushing the wires, telling him to “keep talking” as she searched for the right wire.

“I don’t know what you want me to talk about.” He muttered, both of them beginning to take slower, deeper breaths.

“Anything. Just stay awake.”

“Can I talk about you?” He asked slowly, they both seemed to be slowing down, which problem meant the air was getting thin.

“Sure.” She mumbled annoyedly, her head leaning against the cool metal.

“How much I love you. How amazing you are. How-“

“I take that back. Pass out for all I care.” She added back and he laughed.

They stayed silent for a minute before as the air between them grew thinner, each breath chipping away at their limited supply.

“You know, if we die here-“

“We’re not going to die.” She responded quickly, ripping out a wire aggressively as she did.

“But if we do, I want you to know-“

He didn’t get the chance to finish because she was able to light a spark and trigger the manual override, releasing the door. They both let out deep sighs of relief as dusty yet fresh air flooded in.

“You did it.” He noted in amaze.

“You May be one of the best Pilots Dameron, but I’m a pretty good mechanic.” She said with a smirk as she walked back to him. He smiled, reaching a hand up to her face as she knelt next to him. He could only really wake out the outline of her face in the darkness but managed to brush her loose hairs away.

“A damn good one.” He smiled back but she brushed his hand away quickly.

“I have to go to the main door and unlock the rest of the rooms ok? I’ll come back with help.”

He didn’t want her to leave. That was actually the last thing he wanted. But if she ever tried to stop him from flying, she’d never be the woman he fell in love with. She has her heart in the resistance and he had to support her even though he wanted her all to himself. So he nodded and she stood back up, climbing out the door.

He could follow her footsteps down the hall easily as they were the only ones, he prayed that as they came running back, there would be more.

She made it to the main panel and easily popped off the screen to reveal a set of wires. If she had a unit for every wire she had stripped or reprocessed to fix a machine on this base, she could buy the first order.

It was quick work thought and soon all the doors to the rooms popped open and slowly, people began crawling out. Then she unlocked the main door to the floor and was surprised to see reinforcements armed and ready on the other side as one of her mechanics tried to get it open.

“Officer? How did you get on the other side?” One of the men questioned cautiously before some fled in to check that the area was secure.

“I was in Poe’s room when the blast hit, I need medical, he’s hurt.” She said quickly, not even realizing what she was really saying out loud. A couple of people glanced between each other, confused because they were putting the pieces together that she was not only in Commander Dameron’s room when the attack occurred, but she was also confident and comfortable calling him by his first name. And if this wasn’t a life or death situation, they certainly would’ve noted that they were sleeping together.

But no one said anything. A few medical staffers came rushing from the group and followed her back to his room where they quickly began getting to work. Another commander after getting out of his room, walked up to thank her for saving them and she was genuinely surprised. She had never been acknowledged for her work much outside the hanger even though she fixed everything from blasters to droids to doors and heaters.

But she didn’t have time to bask in the glory, so she caught the next officer running down the hall with reinforcements to ask about what was happening.

“It wasn’t the first order. Another rebel group, a more radical one, hit us hard but retreated to the forest. The General is sending a strike team out in the morning to search for them. She was actually looking for you.” He noted, looking behind her into Poe’s room to seem him being worked on before looking her over more seriously. “Geez you got knocked on the head, (Y/N), you okay?”

“I’m fine. I’ll get Poe up to see the General as soon as he’s patched up.” She added but he stopped her.

“No, I mean, the General for sure wants to make sure Poe is alright but she asked to speak with you.” He responded before moving on, leaving her shocked and surprised.

But no matter how shocks she was, she knew she couldn’t exactly leave the General waiting.

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