Forcemarks are one of the unifying truths throughout the galaxy. You leave your mark on the people you love.
Source: Just a Touch, by kat8cha – Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015) [Archive of Our Own]
Short but oh so perfect, this is the “Finn has two hands” fic of my heart.
The entire Star Wars movie canon condensed into 5 minutes of goosebumps-inducing trailer. It’s very heavy on the Skywalker lore (i.e. I miss Finn!), but yeah – run, don’t walk to check this out!
Square Pegs, by WhatWouldReyDo (HooperMolly)
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… 😉
YOU AND ME (AND HIM)
That’s why we make a good you and me.
Made for odessie/Nancy Blackett for @equinox-vids Spring 2017.
Password: originalOT3
A bed of daysided gold, by lotesse
In the new universe they’d made, where everything was still new and complicated and difficult, loving the two of them had been the only sure and easy thing.
Adult, Leia POV, post RotJ. Warm and full of love.
step out into the sun, by plutos
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*
star wars || timelines
This is one hell of a talented vidder – the parallels here kill me!
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.
