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bomberqueen17:
*bangs pots and pans* STORY IS COMPLETE
I FINISHED THE FOUND CAT THING
LAST CHAPTER IS HERE
There’s no smut. The story’s basically rated G only with some swearing because I’m constitutionally incapable of not.
But there’ll be a porny epilogue, I’m sure.
There’s also an outtake with Poe having a conversation with Rey who is sitting on top of his bookshelf, which I am going to post– somewhere. Probably here.
“You didn’t have sex, though,” Rey concluded, going back to his sort of scattered recounting of Friday night.
“No,” Finn said. “Lord, if we had, I’d’ve led with that.”
“I know,” she said, a little downcast. “But. I really wanted you to. That’s what I’ve been rooting for this whole time.”
“I feel like if a man confesses to you that he’s had to stop having sexual relationships in his life because they’ve taken up such an unhealthy role in his self-image,” Finn said carefully, “then you’re sort of duty-bound not to immediately set about trying to fuck him.”
Rey sighed. “You’re the expert,” she said.
They both had a good laugh about that, and Finn sat up and moved to rest his back against the chair she was sitting in, so she could pet his hair. “I wish I was an expert,” Finn said.
“So, what, you just kept him in a tender submission hold until he passed out?” Rey asked.
“No,” Finn said.
i’LL JUST BE OVER HERE ROLLING AROUND IN MY OH CAPSLOCK SORRY
ha. i’ll just be over here rolling around in my sense of accomplishment for having finished this. and really really trying not to write any more about Poe’s mariachi comrades.
[“Is it time to slap Poe’s ass for luck?” Julie asked. “Guys,” Poe said, “c’mon.”“Well,” José said. “Since you weren’t having depraved sex with your cute neighbor, then it shouldn’t be too tender.” And he slapped Poe’s ass, though somewhat gently.“I wish this didn’t have to happen,” Poe said.“It’s luck,” Julie said gleefully, and spanked him a little more firmly.“It is,” Marisol said, and hers was more of a pat.“This always makes me feel weird,” Pablo said, “but I think if I don’t do it I’ll wreck it for everyone else.”Poe bent forward slightly, and Pablo gave him a ginger little smack. “Thanks,” Poe said drily, “thanks,” and picked up his guitar. “Could we switch to kisses next time?”“I’m not kissing that,” Pablo said, so Poe leaned over and offered his cheek instead. “Ugh, no, only if you shave.”]
also
[At some point he was walking with Marisol and Pedro, all in their full regalia, and someone stopped them to take a picture. As they posed, Poe remembered he ought to check in with his Papa, so he asked if they’d take another picture with his phone too. They obliged, and handed his phone back. Perfect: Poe was standing between Marisol, who was five-zero in her shoes, and Pedro, who was five four on a good day, and so Poe was fairly looming over them, a novel sensation for him. He sent the photo to his father with the accompanying text “I am a giant among Mexicans”, knowing it would amuse Kes. He thought about sending it to Finn too, but he didn’t think Finn would particularly understand it.]
(I thought of using canon characters the way so many skillful writers of AUs do, but then I was like, fuck it, and didn’t. The canon characters are for the main plot, sideplots can do what they want.)
(No, I’m not writing this, shh. Today is laundry day, there’s no writing today.)
bomberqueen17:
*bangs pots and pans* STORY IS COMPLETE
I FINISHED THE FOUND CAT THING
LAST CHAPTER IS HERE
There’s no smut. The story’s basically rated G only with some swearing because I’m constitutionally incapable of not.
But there’ll be a porny epilogue, I’m sure.
There’s also an outtake with Poe having a conversation with Rey who is sitting on top of his bookshelf, which I am going to post– somewhere. Probably here.
“You didn’t have sex, though,” Rey concluded, going back to his sort of scattered recounting of Friday night.
“No,” Finn said. “Lord, if we had, I’d’ve led with that.”
“I know,” she said, a little downcast. “But. I really wanted you to. That’s what I’ve been rooting for this whole time.”
“I feel like if a man confesses to you that he’s had to stop having sexual relationships in his life because they’ve taken up such an unhealthy role in his self-image,” Finn said carefully, “then you’re sort of duty-bound not to immediately set about trying to fuck him.”
Rey sighed. “You’re the expert,” she said.
They both had a good laugh about that, and Finn sat up and moved to rest his back against the chair she was sitting in, so she could pet his hair. “I wish I was an expert,” Finn said.
“So, what, you just kept him in a tender submission hold until he passed out?” Rey asked.
“No,” Finn said.
i’LL JUST BE OVER HERE ROLLING AROUND IN MY OH CAPSLOCK SORRY
ha. i’ll just be over here rolling around in my sense of accomplishment for having finished this. and really really trying not to write any more about Poe’s mariachi comrades.
[“Is it time to slap Poe’s ass for luck?” Julie asked. “Guys,” Poe said, “c’mon.”“Well,” José said. “Since you weren’t having depraved sex with your cute neighbor, then it shouldn’t be too tender.” And he slapped Poe’s ass, though somewhat gently.“I wish this didn’t have to happen,” Poe said.“It’s luck,” Julie said gleefully, and spanked him a little more firmly.“It is,” Marisol said, and hers was more of a pat.“This always makes me feel weird,” Pablo said, “but I think if I don’t do it I’ll wreck it for everyone else.”Poe bent forward slightly, and Pablo gave him a ginger little smack. “Thanks,” Poe said drily, “thanks,” and picked up his guitar. “Could we switch to kisses next time?”“I’m not kissing that,” Pablo said, so Poe leaned over and offered his cheek instead. “Ugh, no, only if you shave.”]
also
[At some point he was walking with Marisol and Pedro, all in their full regalia, and someone stopped them to take a picture. As they posed, Poe remembered he ought to check in with his Papa, so he asked if they’d take another picture with his phone too. They obliged, and handed his phone back. Perfect: Poe was standing between Marisol, who was five-zero in her shoes, and Pedro, who was five four on a good day, and so Poe was fairly looming over them, a novel sensation for him. He sent the photo to his father with the accompanying text “I am a giant among Mexicans”, knowing it would amuse Kes. He thought about sending it to Finn too, but he didn’t think Finn would particularly understand it.]
(I thought of using canon characters the way so many skillful writers of AUs do, but then I was like, fuck it, and didn’t. The canon characters are for the main plot, sideplots can do what they want.)
(No, I’m not writing this, shh. Today is laundry day, there’s no writing today.)
