#stompilot

Rey Kenobi has grown up in the New York Foster Care System since she was five years old. It has been two years since aging out of the system, and she is desperate to make ends meet. Stuck in a dead in job, and struggling to pay rent, Rey is pointed into the direction of The First Order, the newly established crime syndicate that has taken over New York City's criminal underworld. There she meets Kylo Ren, Supreme Leader Snoke's left-hand man. He runs Snoke's prostitution ring, and is just itching to bring Rey into the fold.

hm ok let’s try these:

A Rose by Any Other Designation (Would Still Be Required To Pledge Loyalty to The First Order) by Margo_Kim (general, 1303 words)

Recovery by imaginary_golux (explicit, 11022 words)

the measure of things by mortarsmayfall (explicit, 6422 words)

entire cast of star wars: yeah poe and finn have incredible chemistry and should be a couple 

biggest ship out of the new trilogy: finnpoe/stormpilot 

kathleen kennedy: i spoke with a man who was friends with one of the victims of the orlando shooting and we need a gay character in star wars 

j.j. abrams: it’s time to have a gay character be a part of the star wars saga, and we will be writing it based on the public’s opinion of the particular character  

rian johnson: *retweens dozens of finnpoe/stormpilot fan art  

me: so finnpoe will be canon in “the last jedi” then???? 

rian johnson: 

The man with the blue eyes, put the bag on the floor and raised his eyebrow. “And your name is…?”

           “Morap,” he said without raising his voice one bit. His mother looked at him over her shoulder and Morap couldn’t help but notice that her face was showing no emotion whatsoever. So she wasn’t going to help him.

           “Hello Morap. I’m Nej. Nej Antilles. I see you’re holding a crystal. May I ask where you got it?”

           Morap looked up at his mother again and as their eyes met, she shrugged, though for the flicker of a second he could see something like fear in her eyes. “They are Jedi, Morap. They are going to get the information from you whether you want them to know or not.”

Chapter 15 is up! Only one update to go! 

Asking for a ceasefire had been among the hardest things he had ever had to do. Keeping the trembling out of his voice as he contacted Clayn took more effort than he could possibly have imagined, but Morap was standing right behind him and he owed it to his boy to remain as calm and seemingly confident as he possibly could. The soldiers’ presence didn’t even bother him. They didn’t matter. Not really. Their fate was as undecided as his own. His children and his wife had to be taken care of before everyone else. How could he have let this happen? How could he have let their lives be turned upside down in an instant?