“As NICE as this ship is ——” ( it would still  n e v e r  compare to the Falcon ) “—— If we wanna make it outta here,  oh I don’t know, ALIVE, we gotta leave … now !!”    //    @phulusa ミ★  sc.

                        “I know you ain’t s’posed to leave with your training and all … but maybe what Uncle Luke doesn’t know won’t kill him.” Han promised himself it’d just be a short flight ( even if he himself knew better than to believe that ).     //     @thencomestheniight ミ★  sc.

a meme that i forgot && am too lazy to look up !!・・・・・★   @yourxworshipfulness

                     Never one to follow a recipe ( even if they’d have probably been better off ), Han started to throw in ingredients —— any && everything that the male found appeasing. Chocolate chips, a little bit of vanilla, rum. A rough finger glides around the edge of the mixing bowl, a bit of the cake batter dripping onto the floor in the process. He holds it out to her, inviting her to taste. “Whaddya think ?? Ain’t to shabby, huh ??” A brow arched in CONFIDENCE, he himself had yet to taste the concoction ( had yet to realize the many missing key ingredients ).  Eyes steal a glance, waiting impatiently for praise.

_{totidemmusis.}

             _{‘ ALRIGHT ? i’m just —— alright. ’ she slaps his chest playfully, trying to appear mad but failing to fight back the grin that covers her features. ‘ if anyone of us is just alright. it would you, HAN SOLO ! ’ she points a finger at him. ‘ because I am the best thing that’s ever happened to you & you know it. ’ she’s teasing of course, but it’s true. she’s the best thing that could’ve ever happened to him & he to her. ‘ & if you’re expecting a ROUND TWO ( or was it three ? four ? oh who knew, she stopped keeping count. ) i’d suggest widening your vocabulary of adjectives. ’}

                    Honey orbs  w i d e n  along with his smirk —— the male making a show of rubbing at his chest   /   trying desperately to ‘fade the pain of her slap’. “Again — Corellian Rum may have ya beat. The drink really made me a man.” Tone soft —— teeth biting his bottom lip to hide the conniving grin. With a low hum, he rolls on top of her, weight held up by the hands at each of her sides. “Fine you’re DECENT.” He leans down, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “Adequate,” lips trail across her jaw. “T o l e r a b l e,” he now can’t hide the grin, lips brushing against hers as he continues to speak. “Better ??”

totidemmusis:

              _{slender fingers run through sandy, messy, locks; limbs intertwined between han’s. ‘ i love you, ’ she whispered with a grin, pressing a kiss to his chest. ‘ so so so much. ’ an uncharacteristic giggle slips past pink lips as she moves to lay between his legs; arms resting on his abdomen, chin on her hands. ‘ what about you ? how MUCH do you love me ? ’}

_{( @scruffysmuggler gets fluffy fluff bc i said so. )}

                     A lazy hand brushes through curly, dark locks, hazel slits peeking down at the woman he was LUCKY enough to call his wife. Her declarations curl a wide smirk to his lips, warming him up further. “Ya already know how much.” He mumbles, thumb gracing over her rose lips. “I mean you’re ——” There’s so much the man could say, none of them e n o u g h  to describe just how he felt about the other. Eyes gleam in mischief for a brief second, hinting at his tease. “ ——  ALRIGHT I guess.” 

_forcemartyr.

_{a grin breaks , albeit sheepishly , as he toys around with a spare droid scrap he’d stuffed into his pocket and forgotten about . ❝ —— yeah , but it’s my favorite , and threepio always leaves out the best parts . ❞  eyes turn up , bright and animated at the affirmation he offers , grateful for the unexpected reassurance . it’s something the youth has always quietly craved – his father’s approval . shoulders broaden and he stands a little taller .  ❝ i know that . it’s just – ❞ voice catches in his throat and he looks away , pausing to collect the scramble of thoughts in his head . ❝ dad , do you ever wish we weren’t all born jedi ? ❞}

                     _{“Y’know threepio does that to look better, right ?? Cause it was ALL ME.” Twinkling, hearty tone —— a smirk lights up his features, hazel orbs turning back to the Falcon. His ‘love’ for droids had yet to change ; though he did appreciate the GOLDEN ROD’S  help … when they weren’t a complete nuisance. Rough hands tinker over the ship’s exterior, trying to make her as  p e r f e c t  as always ( though, to him she’d always be just that — even with loose bolts ).  His son’s DOUBT however quickly gained his attention, arms falling to his sides as wide, questioning eyes turned towards him. “‘Course not. I’m proud of ya —— clearly y’got all the good stuff from your mom.” A small hint of a grin, he wipes his hands on denim, moving in closer.} 

          _{“ — But y’know, just ‘cause you’re force sensitive or whatever doesn’t mean ya have to be a JEDI.” Had they even asked him if that’s what he wanted ?? What if they were forcing him into something he HATED ?? A wrinkle creased in his forehead, brows knit tightly —— “I just want ya to be happy, to do what you want ; whatever that may be.”}

(Source: scruffysmuggler-blog)

_jediswcrd.

       Nose scrunched up in an attempt to not laugh. Lips quirked in a smile as she looked at her father. She knew better than to make any true comment. “Course I am not going to let you out pace me.” She might be a little shit most of the time, but it came naturally. “What are you gonna do if I beat you, huh?”

                    Han arrogantly scoffed —— the jest instinctual, the man always ready for a challenge. “I don’t know kid, I’ve pretty much been carryin’ this mission.” Another tease —— he had to bite back his usual smirk. Arms crossed, turning quickly on his heel as steady hazel orbs met her own. “I ain’t gonna have to do nothin’ —— ‘cause that’ll never happen. I may be an old man, but I gotta lot left in me. Though, I’d just have to let the whole galaxy know y’lost to a man that’s on his last days. THAT’S ALL.”

tatooinejinglebells:

          He leaves his bag in the
crew quarters and then joins Han
in the cockpit, taking a seat behi-
nd Chewbacca and getting ready
for their impending takeoff. ‘At so-
me point, could you send Leia a
transmission? I didn’t get the cha-
nce to tell her we were leaving,
and I doubt you told her. I don’t
want her to freak out.’

          And then the ship begins to
lift, and take off, leaving Luke to
watch their surroundings grow sma-
ller and smaller as they ascend hi-
gher and higher. ‘Can’t say no to a
bit of green. We should definitely
make sure to tell Leia where we’ve
gone once we get there.’

          Between getting the ship ready, hands maneuvering over control, checking over each gauge for  safety, he SCOFFS. “Ya don’t have a lot of faith in me.” But did he tell Leia ?? Of course not. Luke truly did know him oh too well. “But uh — I’ll do that when we get up near the stars, ‘kay kid ??” Words mumbled over each other   /   Han’s way of admitting that Luke was RIGHT.

          As the ship hovers off, slowly leaving Hosnian Prime, RELIEF, a sense of familiarity soothes over the turned rebel. Flying —— a way he’d always feel at home (a rarity, despite the sense of eerie  c a l m  that had now taken over the Rebellion). A flash of white, sandy locks ruffle as he shakes his head, hazel orbs meeting icy blue. “Ya worry too much for someone who’s SAFE now. But fine, we’ll do what we can to make ya comfortable.” He teases, eyes agleam before he turns back. LIGHTSPEED — they’ll be there in no time. “I’ll give ya a hint, we did have a base there at some point.” 

(Source: scruffysmuggler-blog)

✬ @thesonofsolo shot first ✬

          “Listen kid, the Falcon only trusts me. It ain’t personal.” Truthfully, he was a bit worried. Losing the ship that had practically taken him anywhere, one that he had won in a BET?? It would be devastating. Besides, if they crashed, he’d never hear the end of it from Leia ; if they made it out that is. However, the man can’t help but c a v e. Ben’s happiness?? It meant more to him than anyone could probably guess. To be the father he never had, well, it was a role he wanted, yet never felt prepared for. “BUT, if ya let me guide your hands, maybe then ya can try to steer her. MAYBE.”

alderaanianrebel:

           ^{there weren’t many moments like this, calm, but she cherished each & every one. scooting closer to the sleeping form next to her ; she leans in pressing a string of little kisses to his shoulder. ❛ han.. ❜ she whispered, snaking her arms around his middle. ❛ haaaaaaaan. ❜ she whispers again, louder than the first time & with a slight whine to her voice.}

^{☾ ——— @scruffysmuggler gets this because ily}

          _{Peaceful slumber — quite a rarity. Yet, something that occurred more frequently with this specific woman by his side. Nightmares still ensued, the general tossing && turning as he tried to get comfortable ; but he wasn’t exhausted any more. Life was much easier, laughter bursting from him more frequently. He stirs as lips trail up his bare shoulder, one hazel orb opening to steal a glance at her before falling shut once again. A low groan rumbles from his throat, an arm reaching around to pull her close. “ ‘Mmm??” It was about all he could manage ; the bed && his day off tempting him oh so much. “Jus’ five more minutes.” He slurs, lips however curling into a smirk as he presses a chaste kiss against her temple,}