LINKDING

<blockquote>The year is 1993. The Cold War is old news. Don't ask, don't tell is brand new. Poe Dameron is the best fighter pilot in the Navy, and he's in love with a man.</blockquote>

<blockquote>things that happen after the war: diplomacy, bureaucracy, sex</blockquote> ➤ concerning the long process of negotiating a treaty/truce between Republic, Resistance, and First Order. First half of the fic is about Finn and his place in this process, and his sort of mentor/mentee relationship with Leia. Second half is when Poe, years into the process, comes back into Finn's life. I liked the first half better, but all of the fic was good

<blockquote>Within a month of officially joining the Resistance, Finn accidentally initiates an epic prank war with his roommates, receives a medal he doesn’t want, and starts falling in love with his best friend.</blockquote> ➤ I love that a lot of the focus in the story is on Finn's adjustment to the differences of life in the Resistance, and I enjoy the various secondary characters in the story. And the eventual get-together is charmingly un-embarrassment-squicky

<blockquote>In hindsight, Poe thinks, allowing himself to get arrested on a nominally independent planet that has an extradition treaty with the First Order might not have been the best move he’s ever made.</blockquote> ➤ okay this is cute and all but I am very worried about Poe's CLEARLY PRETTY SERIOUS CONCUSSION. Does space have concussion-curing technology? does bacta fix the insides of heads as well as external flesh wounds? I really hope the answer is yes

<blockquote>Poe turns big dark eyes on him and Finn feels something ache in his chest. “Tell me, Finn, how is that gonna look, buddy? You save my life, we take you in and then we throw you back when it suits us? I wouldn’t fight for a Resistance like that and neither would you.” He wants to say, yes I would, but with Poe looking up at him the words die on his lips.</blockquote> ➤ in which Leia prioritizes saving Poe from the First Order over having the chance to attempt to convince Kylo Ren back to the side of the light.

<blockquote>He doesn’t get nightmares. He doesn’t dream about the mask, the cries of the villagers, waking up in the desert with a blinding headache and his mouth filled with blood and the man who’d saved him gone, most likely dead. Instead, he just can’t sleep.</blockquote>

<blockquote>‘A, um, personal question, ma’am?’ He swivelled the chair around to face her properly. Leia put down her datapad. ‘Within reason, yes,’ she said. She hadn’t failed to notice Poe had struck up some kind of relationship with Finn: on balance, it was probably a good thing, but there was quite an age gap and all kinds of disparity in terms of life experience between them. She ought to have been expecting questions. ‘Why did you stop having sex with Poe?’</blockquote>

<blockquote>The last thing the Resistance thought they were getting in Finn was a decent chef, but Finn’s been cooking for his squad since he was small. He doesn’t mind cooking for his new friends — especially since Resistance cuisine is pretty damn awful. There's also the fact that Finn never really had a place to fit in when he was a Stormtrooper, and his journey to finding a place to fit with the Resistance. Or alternatively — five times Finn cooked for other people, and one time other people cooked for him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The fic where Wedge Antilles mentors the next generation's star rebel pilot, and Poe Dameron finds out what life is like when you might one day be a legend. Along the way, he learns a little bit about love, meets the stormtrooper who just might change his life, and gets a ringside seat to Skywalker family drama. (Also, he gets to know the guy he's been fanboying since he was six, but he's totally cool about that. Totally.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Finn discovers the differences first hand between the First Order and the Resistance and establishes a space for himself on D'Qar.</blockquote>

<blockquote>There is a part of him that says: you are not human.</blockquote> ➤ no longer up, but can be downloaded at https://bemusedlybespectacled.tumblr.com/post/160888181546/the-unofficially-curated-thebrotherswinchester-fic

<blockquote>The Force isn't the only kind of power</blockquote> ➤ Leia-centric, post-movie. This fic leaves me wanting to swear at it, in the most complimentary kind of way. HDU give me all these feels, fic!

<blockquote>Finn is on the mend, technically.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Poe guesses he’s a little fucked-up now, more than before. He certainly has a lot of nightmares. He tries to take it in stride. It doesn’t really surprise him. What had he expected? (Dead, he thinks. You expected to be dead.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Home is a strange place.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"You're the Resistance's best pilot, and he's wearing your jacket. Just go talk to him!"</blockquote>

<blockquote>Five times Finn learned about names.</blockquote> ➤ the shippy stuff at the end is pretty eh, but I liked the stuff about names