#CW:drug mention

[mylifeisactuallyamess]

So @wasicskosgirl here is my one shot from your 800 Followers celebration list. I didn’t think I’d be able to write it and I started and restarted this so many times ending with this little creation!

‘Who did this to you!’ ‘Promise me that if I tell you, you won’t go after them.’

Modern!Poe Dameron x Reader

Warnings: mention of hospitals, drug mention and accident mention, swearing, mention of marriage, fluff? 🤷🏻‍♀️

Huge grey storm clouds roiled across the sky as fierce winds battered the car park you stumbled through, the rain pelted down onto you as you dived through the glass doors that opened. You shook your coat out, spraying large water drops all over the floor as you tried to drag your soaking hair out of your eyes. You’d had a phone call to come as quickly as possible but it had still taken you forever in this weather. You marched through the next set of doors into the emergency department, people were everywhere as they wandered aimlessly around, your eyes searched the area in desperation even though you knew he wouldn’t be in here. You joined a queue for the desk, your heart beating as you counted the amount of people waiting before you.

Too many, too many people…

You rattled your car keys loudly drawing the glare of the person in front as you fidgeted. You just couldn't stay still as the line shuffled forward slightly.

‘Come on, come on!’ You whispered angrily, glaring at the hideous plain white walls. You hated hospitals, the smell, the colour it just reeked of death to you and you avoided them at all costs. Of course he’d drag you here.

‘Hello I’m looking for Poe Dameron, I was told he was here!’ You gasped finally reaching the dividing glass.

‘Are you family?’ She asked without interest.

‘Yes, I’m his wife!’ You tried not to snap, you tried not to think they should already know that but your nerves were frayed. You tapped your foot impatiently as the clerk slowly went through the records on her computer screen.

‘He’s down the hall, third bay on the right.’ You didn’t even say thanks you just left, making your way down the halls that all looked the same as you tried to listen out for his rich voice, your eyes counted the bays. All the curtains were closed and you hesitated not wanting to burst into the wrong section. You looked around for a member of staff but saw no one and you felt a flare of anger as you spun on the spot wondering where the hell everyone was? Then you heard him, a groan reached your ears and you knew it was him. You carefully twitched the curtain catching a glimpse of his curly hair. You slipped into the bay, casting your worried gaze over his broken form as he coughed slightly.

‘Jesus Poe!!’ You hissed rushing to his side as you took in his bruised face. ‘What happened to you?’

‘Oh heeeey,’ he whispered, his eyes widening slightly as he focussed on you but you could tell he was groggy, clearly they’d given him something to help with his pain.

‘Who did this to you?’ Your hands shook as you reached for him but you weren’t sure where to touch him without causing pain.

‘Promise me that if I tell you, you won’t go after them!’

‘What the…just tell me what happened!’ He tried to sit up but his efforts were futile as he just seemed to sink deeper into the bedding and he stopped with a loud sigh.

‘It was the neighbour's cat!’ You paused as you tried to digest his words.

‘I’m sorry, the neighbour's cat? Benji?’

‘Little shit was on the roof,’ he groaned as he moved against the bed again. ‘She came knocking on the door, the old biddy...’

‘Mrs Marsden?’

‘Yeah her...white hair was flying in the wind…’

‘Jesus Christ Poe, tell me you didn’t get up that ladder in this weather? Is that what happened? It wasn’t the cat, it was you!’

‘No no, definitely the cat,’ he grumbled as he tried to pull his shirt down. ‘Look, fucker scratched me. Fell off the ladder, landed in,’ he took a sharp breath in as he closed his eyes in pain. ‘Fell in the tree, fucking hurt.’ You put a hand over your mouth, you weren’t so worried anymore, now you’d seen him and heard him talking the panic had finally died down to be replaced with amusement. ‘Are you, laughing?’ You closed your eyes as you tried to subdue the laughter bubbling up inside you but it began to burst from you and he frowned. ‘You’re laughing at me?’ You sniggered loudly at his offended tone. ‘My own wife laughing at my misfortune!’

‘I’m sorry!’ You managed to gasp out. He grabbed his pillow, feebly throwing it at you as he hissed in pain. ‘Poe Dameron you are such an idiot!’ You said softly putting his pillow back behind him, his brown eyes locked with yours and his hand gripped onto your arm.

‘But I’m your idiot,’ he mumbled. You gently swept his disheveled curls off his forehead, feeling how soft they were entwined in your fingers as you brought your face close to his.

‘Yeah you are,’ you leaned forward kissing his forehead breathing in his comforting scent as you did.

‘I couldn’t leave it crying on the roof,’ his dark eyes were wide as he stared imploring up at you and you smiled, realising you couldn’t love this man anymore than you already did.

‘It’s ok,’ you whispered. ‘We’ll just send her the medical bill.’ He snorted with laughter and instantly tensed up in pain as it shot through his body.

‘You’re a mean one Mrs Grinch,’ he groaned as he laced his fingers with yours giving you a reassuring squeeze.

‘Yeah well, I get mean when my husband is in pain.’

‘I’ll be alright,’ he mumbled, his eyes getting heavy.

‘I know. I know you will.’ You watched as finally he slipped into sleep, still holding your hand tightly.

You were definitely going to have words with that damn cat.

[snudibranchs]

hhh colonel, i'm trying to draw tfa young dad op but i'm dummy stoned and he just keeps looking like a tiger in a funny hat to me

[hazelenergy]

were you an only child? if not, what were your siblings like?

I had an older sister named Roxanne. She was 6 years older than me. Roxy was spunky, daring, and always in the moment. She wouldn't have dared back down from a challenge and always tried to look out for me.

Things were great in our childhood. When Roxy finished highschool, things got dicey between our parents and eventually, she made the decision to take me with her to Atlanta. I never finished highschool, but Roxy made sure I got my GED. She also made sure I understood that a job is sometimes just a job and life has so much more in store.

She was great. But she was also the person who introduced me to harder drugs and got me hooked. We shook everything from our parents except their addictions. We found ourselves struggling to make ends meet often, would blow all our cash on a quick high, and then repeat. When she died of an overdose, I was alone. And that was the number one thing she always tried to protect me from.

[connorlikesdogsposts]

Thanks Hank

[okbyokaybye]

checking myself n knowing i have the ability to grow, change unhealthy behaviors and forgive myself/seek forgiveness > reprimanding myself harping on my flaws and seeing my ways as unable to change, seeing myself as incapable of working past mistakes. i see my perfectionist tendencies as a product of the individualist mindsets i was raised around and as something that is holding me back from honest introspection and leading me instead in anxious negative self talk spirals. (cw:drug mention) i took anti anxiety benzo and I am now a little more aware of how poorly iv been doing because of how anxious and angry i have been. now am sad but feeling releif from much exhausting intrusive thoughts.

[blackberryhexee]

Cw:drug mention

This is so stupid, sorry

[tweektweeking]

“...A-anyone here know how to tell the difference between weed and oregano?” 

[autumnleaves1991-blog]

🤣 the cat! That’s hilarious

So @wasicskosgirl here is my one shot from your 800 Followers celebration list. I didn’t think I’d be able to write it and I started and restarted this so many times ending with this little creation!

‘Who did this to you!’ ‘Promise me that if I tell you, you won’t go after them.’

Modern!Poe Dameron x Reader

Warnings: mention of hospitals, drug mention and accident mention, swearing, mention of marriage, fluff? 🤷🏻‍♀️

Huge grey storm clouds roiled across the sky as fierce winds battered the car park you stumbled through, the rain pelted down onto you as you dived through the glass doors that opened. You shook your coat out, spraying large water drops all over the floor as you tried to drag your soaking hair out of your eyes. You’d had a phone call to come as quickly as possible but it had still taken you forever in this weather. You marched through the next set of doors into the emergency department, people were everywhere as they wandered aimlessly around, your eyes searched the area in desperation even though you knew he wouldn’t be in here. You joined a queue for the desk, your heart beating as you counted the amount of people waiting before you.

Too many, too many people…

You rattled your car keys loudly drawing the glare of the person in front as you fidgeted. You just couldn't stay still as the line shuffled forward slightly.

‘Come on, come on!’ You whispered angrily, glaring at the hideous plain white walls. You hated hospitals, the smell, the colour it just reeked of death to you and you avoided them at all costs. Of course he’d drag you here.

‘Hello I’m looking for Poe Dameron, I was told he was here!’ You gasped finally reaching the dividing glass.

‘Are you family?’ She asked without interest.

‘Yes, I’m his wife!’ You tried not to snap, you tried not to think they should already know that but your nerves were frayed. You tapped your foot impatiently as the clerk slowly went through the records on her computer screen.

‘He’s down the hall, third bay on the right.’ You didn’t even say thanks you just left, making your way down the halls that all looked the same as you tried to listen out for his rich voice, your eyes counted the bays. All the curtains were closed and you hesitated not wanting to burst into the wrong section. You looked around for a member of staff but saw no one and you felt a flare of anger as you spun on the spot wondering where the hell everyone was? Then you heard him, a groan reached your ears and you knew it was him. You carefully twitched the curtain catching a glimpse of his curly hair. You slipped into the bay, casting your worried gaze over his broken form as he coughed slightly.

‘Jesus Poe!!’ You hissed rushing to his side as you took in his bruised face. ‘What happened to you?’

‘Oh heeeey,’ he whispered, his eyes widening slightly as he focussed on you but you could tell he was groggy, clearly they’d given him something to help with his pain.

‘Who did this to you?’ Your hands shook as you reached for him but you weren’t sure where to touch him without causing pain.

‘Promise me that if I tell you, you won’t go after them!’

‘What the…just tell me what happened!’ He tried to sit up but his efforts were futile as he just seemed to sink deeper into the bedding and he stopped with a loud sigh.

‘It was the neighbour's cat!’ You paused as you tried to digest his words.

‘I’m sorry, the neighbour's cat? Benji?’

‘Little shit was on the roof,’ he groaned as he moved against the bed again. ‘She came knocking on the door, the old biddy...’

‘Mrs Marsden?’

‘Yeah her...white hair was flying in the wind…’

‘Jesus Christ Poe, tell me you didn’t get up that ladder in this weather? Is that what happened? It wasn’t the cat, it was you!’

‘No no, definitely the cat,’ he grumbled as he tried to pull his shirt down. ‘Look, fucker scratched me. Fell off the ladder, landed in,’ he took a sharp breath in as he closed his eyes in pain. ‘Fell in the tree, fucking hurt.’ You put a hand over your mouth, you weren’t so worried anymore, now you’d seen him and heard him talking the panic had finally died down to be replaced with amusement. ‘Are you, laughing?’ You closed your eyes as you tried to subdue the laughter bubbling up inside you but it began to burst from you and he frowned. ‘You’re laughing at me?’ You sniggered loudly at his offended tone. ‘My own wife laughing at my misfortune!’

‘I’m sorry!’ You managed to gasp out. He grabbed his pillow, feebly throwing it at you as he hissed in pain. ‘Poe Dameron you are such an idiot!’ You said softly putting his pillow back behind him, his brown eyes locked with yours and his hand gripped onto your arm.

‘But I’m your idiot,’ he mumbled. You gently swept his disheveled curls off his forehead, feeling how soft they were entwined in your fingers as you brought your face close to his.

‘Yeah you are,’ you leaned forward kissing his forehead breathing in his comforting scent as you did.

‘I couldn’t leave it crying on the roof,’ his dark eyes were wide as he stared imploring up at you and you smiled, realising you couldn’t love this man anymore than you already did.

‘It’s ok,’ you whispered. ‘We’ll just send her the medical bill.’ He snorted with laughter and instantly tensed up in pain as it shot through his body.

‘You’re a mean one Mrs Grinch,’ he groaned as he laced his fingers with yours giving you a reassuring squeeze.

‘Yeah well, I get mean when my husband is in pain.’

‘I’ll be alright,’ he mumbled, his eyes getting heavy.

‘I know. I know you will.’ You watched as finally he slipped into sleep, still holding your hand tightly.

You were definitely going to have words with that damn cat.