#blasterarmed

  give a valentine’s kiss  ||  not accepting.        

        VALENTINE’S DAY? for leia, it’s another sunday squinting at too-long emails and trying desperately to pay attention to the glow of her computer screen and not stare at the snow flaking down from the sky. it piles up in lopsided drifts around the garden she insisted on having because it reminds her of her childhood home. 

        ( she closes her eyes and sees the bright flowers under her fingertips, the rows of lopsided lettuce she accidentally trampled once, the dirt that always got under her nails, but her father would still smile. she closes her eyes and sees the smoldering ashes of the steps in the back, a single tomato flung loose from the plant when the bomb went off. she always wonders which memories will fade first. )

        leia’s resting her eyes for a moment, one hand gently massaging her forehead ( another stress headache ), when a gentle hand rests on her back and a quick kiss is pressed to her cheek. she startles, twisting in her chair automatically.

       han takes a half-step back, grinning somewhat sheepishly. she raises her eyebrows, exasperation written all over her face. ( at the same time she reaches out and squeezes his fingers, letting the tension drain from her body. ) she’s saying i’m busy, don’t bother me now. ( she’s saying stay. ) 

META | meme

19: What does she think about before falling asleep at night?

   ❝ i would say go for the subtle approach, general ––– but i’m sensing you have other plans.  ❞  

#forget john luke piccolo and come away with me.

         ❝ You know, Han –––  ❞ He fiddles with the controls in front of him, occasionally tossing a wary glance to the space in front of them. But even then he’s endlessly amused – to be back in the Falcon again – just like the old times. ❝ ––– if I didn’t see half the things you pulled back in the day. I would say you’ve lost your mind. ❞

a smirk pulled across the jedi’s face as her father appeared before her very own brown eyes. ever since she was a little girl, his presence had always soothed her. maybe it was because she took after him or the fact they shared several common interests, jaina didn’t know and didn’t care. but she did know how lucky she was to have a father like han solo, who couldn’t love this nerf herder? ( as her deal mother always called him ) “hey, i just wanted to let you know i leave in the morning to the academy to go and visit uncle luke and ben.” it felt like years since she had seen the two men and something in her gut felt like visiting was necessary.  “i hate saying it, but i kinda miss the two. --- and don’t tell them i said that, especially ben. the last thing i need from that kid is his ego getting too far ahead of him, got it, dad?” she chuckled quietly. it was obvious where her demanding genetics had come from ( and it wasn’t a solo. )