When Finn asks Poe for Resistance propaganda to read in the hopes of catching up on what they’ve been doing, he doesn’t expect to find a certain calendar full of what could delicately be described as glamour shots of the Resistance’s greatest pilot.
Teen, pre-slash. Funny and sweet, this made me grin like a loon – also, I would desperately love to get my hands on that pin-up calendar… 😉
Finn stares quizzically down at the datapad. Any name in the galaxy. He wonders, briefly, what his family name would actually be. If his parents had picked out a name for him when he was born, after a relative or chosen for its meaning. But it doesn’t matter now.
He slowly, carefully prints out ‘DAMERON’ in his neatest handwriting. When he’s finished, he looks up at Poe’s face, hoping it’s okay. Poe’s biting his lip, his hand clenched on his thigh, knuckles white. BB-8 beeps loudly, and Poe’s face breaks into a beautiful beam, like his mouth can’t contain his joy.
Adult, post-TFA. In which Finn is desperate to find his place and ends up being fake-married to Poe. Absolutely wonderful!
Poe really, really wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, and he definitely wasn’t, uh, having feelings or anything. Kriff. BB-8’s domed head was cool beneath his hand.
“Sorry,” he said, and Finn and Rey both looked at him. “Sorry, I just, uh. Finn is right. You aren’t alone, either of you. And you can have me? I mean, Finn, you already have me. I think. If you want. I think you do.” Stinking bantha piss. “Anyway, I’m here, and I think you’re both amazing, and you’re not alone anymore.”
Just a bit of post-Last Jedi OT3 fluff. *happy sigh*
Poe meets the first love of his life in the branches of his tree.
Adult, pre-TFOA. This fic is incredible! Seriously, I never even thought of Poe and Luke knowing each other, but now all I can think of is little Poe falling in love with Luke and how that ends up shaping him. A simply wonderful Poe characterization, with a lot of interesting insights into Luke and the others as well!
Most of him was covered in black robes, just like Luke round about the time of Endor. Leia had laughed at Luke for it. She’d laugh at Ben now, if there was any room for laughter between them. She hadn’t had anyone to laugh with in such a long time.
Teen, post-TFA. I’m not a Kylo/Ben fangirl, but oh, this fic… Leia’s POV here is simply amazing, and I lovedlovedLOVED all the different relationships forming after Ben gets captured by Luke and Rey.