oh my god bastian

You’re Not Bastian...

Anon asked: Hey! I love your blog so much! Could you do a Poe X reader with “I thought you were my friend so I slapped your ass in greeting" au? 

Author: Zoe

(A/N: Oh my god, this prompt just sounded so awkward and hilarious, I had to do it. Thank you, Anon!)

Plot Summary: All you were doing was just fixing Poe’s proton-torpedo launcher. Just a simple task for you as the Chief Engineer. What you didn’t expect, however, was the sting of someone smacking your butt while you were bent over, trying to fix a few gears from inside Poe’s X-Wing.

Warning: Light Swearing

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“Last one on the list, Chief. You sure you want to take this one? It’s not scheduled until tomorrow.” Aurelai, one of the mechanics, handed you the paperwork.

“It’s Dameron again. He’s becoming a regular around here, and he’s the most frequent flyer. He’s one of the priorities when he damages his ship.” You sighed, putting the paper onto a clipboard.

“Oh Y/N, you’re blushing!” Aurelai nudged you with her elbow.

“No, I’m not.” You turned away from her.

“Come on, think about it. It’s a clear, starry night tonight. You and Poe, atop his X-Wing, counting out the stars. He shuffles, turning over to you, lips ever so clo-” You shoved one of the clean rags into her face.

“That’s enough, Aurelai. Don’t you have an early shift tomorrow?” 

She sputtered out the cloth, still grinning.

“Come on, Y/N. It’s meant to be and you know it! You two clearly like eachother! Even the General says so! She’s all like, ‘How are Poe and Y/N not together yet? He and her clearly enjoy one another’s company.’” She giggled.

“Aurelai, shoo!” You yelled, a whining tone coming from you as you hid your face behind your clipboard as she skipped off to her room.

“I swear, she’s going to be the death of me.” You sighed and started your journey to Poe’s landing deck.

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stillewijscheid:

“Oh my God,” Bastian instantly looked apologetic, hands covering his mouth as he quickly moved to help her sit down in his chair and get some tissues to stave the bleeding. “I am so, so sorry– I didn’t… and you startled me and I’m so sorry–”

Anneke’s immediate reaction following getting punched in the face wasn’t anger, it mostly just a mix between surprise and concern that she’d get blood in the carpet. She didn’t think it was broken, at the very least. Having to set a broken nose was something she might get a little upset over. 

Tenderly squeezing her nose to stop the blood with one hand, she waves it off. “Basti, it’s okay. It was an accident.” She replies, her words muffled by the bundle of tissues being held over her nose and mouth. “I’m a big girl, I can take a punch.” 

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oh my god, I was just reading Bastians biography and they said that Basti lost his viginity with 14 years old after going a party.
He said “it was a nice, intense but sadly too short experience”.
I AM CRYING WHY WOULD YOU LET SOMEBODY WRITE THAT IN YOUR BIOGRAPHY HAHA!?
idk did you all know about that ‘cause I’ve never hear about this story :D ?