first of all thank u so much!!! (shameless self promo: read my fic here) 

i have so many recs and tbh my whole life has been leading up to this point. i’m gonna try and focus on some less popular fics, so while i love tell me about the big bang and step out into the sun and the coat thief, they won’t be appearing here

Kiss Me in the Shadows of Every Spark by thegoodthebadandthenerdy

They were a collision always waiting to happen, two planets escaping orbit to find one another no matter the distance. 

ok so i just read this one like 5 minutes ago and it’s a really well written, no-dialogue fic that follows a sort of 6+1 structure (7.3k)

in the city, on the streets by rhapsodies

Rey’s seen that look before; alternatively, a galactic soap opera. 

a rare fic written from rey’s pov, where she plays matchmaker and gets finn and poe to stop being idiots. side note: i love rey and want her to be my girlfriend (5.6k)

animal arithmetic by hart

“Rey,” he whispers, as she dumps the wet-dog towel into the sink. “Rey, I think I’m in love.”Rey snorts.“Your one true love is probably wondering where his tea is,” she whispers back.  

an obligatory coffeeshop!au where bb8 is a dog and poe is ridiculously handsome (5.4k)

Continue With Day by Claire

BB-8 notices how Poe feels about Finn and starts to extrapolate some things.

bordering on crack-fic, this is written from bb8′s pov and actually made me laugh out loud (2.4k) 

Somewhere Between The Stars & The Sky by clockworkrobots

Poe keeps trying to tell himself to stop being so selfishly happy and grateful that at least Finn was safe, because he shouldn’t play favourites, and he certainly shouldn’t be such a fool as to fall for anyone in the midst of war.

But, well, he was a fool, if the events of the last few days were anything to go by, and if his stuttering, gay heart had anything to say about it.

this is easily one of (if not my no.1) favourite post-tlj finnpoe fic. the characterisation is spot-on, and it’s quite heavy on the character study which always makes me scream (8.4k)

static palms melt your vibe by owilde

The barista’s name tag reads “POE D.”, and a crudely drawn smiley face. It’s winking. Finn blinks, clears his throat, blinks again.

“Hey,” Poe D. says, still smiling. “What can I do you for?”

Finn looks down at his list.

yes this is another coffeeshop!au, but this time poe is the barista and finn works on the set of a film. this fic is super funny without being crackfic and uuuugh i love it (5k) 

23rd Meteor Street by orphan_account

Poe Dameron and Finn are two strangers meeting in a coffee shop while they are both looking for a new home. They decide to pose as a couple to fill the requisites for a relatively cheap apartment.

is the premise for this fic ridiculous? undoubtedly. am i always a slut for fake-dating au’s regardless of the ridiculousness? always (23.9k) 

On the Other Side by StarMaple

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

not only is this fic super cute but it also features some amazing fanart, which is always a bonus (27.2k) 

tbh i could go on forever, but i’m gonna cut myself off. as previously mentioned, i’ve tried to focus on less popular fics that i think deserve more attention. am i a hipster even when it comes to star wars fic? maybe, but don’t @ me. 

another shameless reminder to go check out my fic because listen i literally work in media and my reflex to repeatedly promote can’t be turned off:

there will be time by crassulaovata

Finn brought himself to life, and then he fell in love.

Poe/Finn

Summary: Finn likes Poe’s tousled hair and maybe the rest of him too.

A/N: Tumblr seems to be glitching, so if weird symbols appear in this on your dash they won’t be there when you click the read more (honestly why is tumblr like this help).

[Read it on AO3]

Words: 2 147

The first time he noticed it they had narrowly escaped an attack from the First Order. It was all a bit more chaotic than they would like, even after they’d managed to get as far away as possible and could therefore breathe freely again in theory. Poe was a sweaty mess by the time things started calming down, and his hand found his hair more than it found anything else.

“How can we prevent this from happening again?” he asked everyone in the room. He and Leia had counted down the things that could have possibly given them away and come up with zero, which didn’t help matters. Finn was certain his question wasn’t necessarily meant to be answered right there and then.

“Let’s sleep on it,” Leia said eventually after a silence so loud it made Finn nervous. “We have food if anyone is hungry.”

poe will come visit finn while he’s still in a coma and fuss with the blankets and stuff until the med officers tell him to leave. 

“but are you sure he’s getting enough fluids? what about his temp? he looks chilly, let me just give him one more blanket–”

“mr. dameron.”

in the quiet days after finn wakes up and can’t move well, he meditates with general organa. she teaches him to feel poe in the force.

when poe goes out on missions finn will meditate, just to keep an eye on the bf.

as finn’s recovering poe offers to have him room in his cabin. finn is horrified to see all the dirty clothes laying out.

“but…I mean…it’s not right,” he sputters. “phasma would kill you if she saw this. I mean, literally kill you, man.”

poe leans down and kisses finn in his wheelchair. “good thing I have you to protect me.” 

finn spends the next day doing laundry and folding poe’s clothes anyway. 

one day, bb-8 rolls up to finn while he’s meditating and his little compartment shoots out: there’s a note inside. 

leia cracks an eye open. “take it, finn. it’s for you.”

“did you find that out from the force?” there’s more than a little awe in finn’s voice. but leia just snorts. 

“no. there’s a heart drawn on the front; it sure as hell ain’t for me.”

the note tells finn to meet poe down at the hangars after meditation for something urgent. finn hurries, only to find poe lounging around with a carbonated drink. 

“I thought you said urgent,” finn says, taking in the leisurely scene. 

poe pats the empty floor next to him. “this is urgent. I urgently need to relax with you right now. come on, the sun’s about to set.”

so finn rolls his wheelchair up next to poe and takes a drink and turns to watch the sun. his free hand trails down and his fingers brush poe’s. 

word count: 784

(this was such a good prompt thank u so much to whoever submitted this)

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Poe talks in his sleep. He always has, he tells Finn, and whenever someone brings it up he jokes that he just has too much to say, and realistically can’t be expected to confine it to daylight hours.

More often than not, what he says is nonsense – a few unintelligible words, or a muddled sentence at best – but Finn still finds it incredibly endearing. Once, he sung the chorus to some folk song from Yavin on repeat for three hours, and, in spite of its repetition, it had been beautiful, Poe’s voice crisp and melodic even through the haze of sleep. It had seeped into Finn’s dreams, and suddenly, he was no longer wrapped in Poe’s arms, in their shared bed, in their shared room on D’Qar, but was outside, on a planet made of green.

Poe/Finn

Summary: Poe and Finn keep talking about kissing, and it’s breaking Poe’s heart a little bit to know Finn will never want to kiss him.

A/N: I posted a slightly different version of this yesterday, but I got a comment saying that I was portraying Poe in a way that fell into this sexualized stereotype of Latinx people, and that was the last thing I wanted, so I deleted it and rewrote parts so that it wouldn’t come across that way. Again, I apologize for my initial mistake and will always strive to do better.

Warnings: One tiny spoiler for The Last Jedi, so don’t read if you haven’t seen the movie.

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Words: 2 335

When Finn shyly confessed to him, after he’d told him that watching over Rose almost obsessively wouldn’t make her wake up faster - and smiling sadly at his own hypocrisy - that Rose had kissed him, Poe had stared at the ceiling in his makeshift bed for hours while the others slept. He knew what the heaviness in his chest meant, what the drop of his stomach indicated, but he wasn’t going to acknowledge it.

So he started avoiding Finn like the plague. There was no way in hell that he would allow his friend to see this ugliness that was spreading through his body, infesting every cell, until all he could think about was Finn and Rose, Finn and Rose, Finn and Rose.

And then Leia sat him down.

“As general, I need to remind you that creating tension within a team can lead to difficulties,” she started, and Poe blushed his head off.

Bar scene

Maim using her pyrokenetic powers to give her very good Friend Scar a light at the bar they’re at together.