Weighing Mistakes | Poe Dameron

Living as an Assassin for hire never did pay awfully well no matter who your clients turned out to be.

Resistance or First Order, it didn't matter, credits were credits after all even with the ongoing conflict in the Galaxy which seemed to have always resided there in some way.

What did start to become a slight annoyance was however, was that crossing paths with some cocky Resistance Commander was becoming a bad habit you had picked up along the way, not to mention the fact the infamous Kylo Ren had now focused his attention on you too.

You're a young assassin from the Outer Rim, growing up depending on yourself and only yourself has made you hard on the world and its inhabitants but also cunning and skilled. Known throughout the galaxy as one of the top dogs in your field, you pride yourself on no attachments, and no client being left unsatisfied.

Which makes falling to everything you vowed to hate that much more tragic.

(This Fic contains Reader/Poe Dameron as well as some hints to Kylo Ren/Reader, as well as themes of violence/blood/sex and nsfw content. Please be aware of this before you start reading, it follows along the events of the Sequel movies loosely but only comes into contact with them directly on a few occasions. Enjoy!).