Mar 18, 2022
@finitefm sent ... for han ! 📜
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@finitefm sent ... for han ! 📜
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@finitefm // pandora galilee.
“you look like you’re precisely where you’re meant to be,” lando remarked with a grin, taking her hand so that he could kiss the back of her knuckles in a fluid motion. it was no surprise that she would have an invitation to an event like this one. “absolutely ravishing, just like royalty, of course.”
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“how did you do it ? “ she asked quietly, breaking the stillness. “the darksaber. how did you make it ? “ it was more of a jedi weapon than a mandalorian one, in some respects --- but it wasn’t typical to either order, she was fairly certain. no one else had made a blade like that. she gave them a slight smile, rueful. “you know i had to ask eventually.”
@finitefm // re: Han Solo; continued from here
Hux returns an equally cold chuckle into the comms, his gaze fixed on the slippery and irksome Corellian YT-1300f light freighter in the viewport. “I think there has been a misunderstanding, Mr. Solo. I have no interest in reporting your crime to the New Republic authorities. I might, however, be inclined to report your coordinates to your son. Or do I have the pleasure of being the first to mention that nasty little piece of family history that’s yet to come?”
closed for han solo / @finitefm !
she hated the way that she hesitated at the door of the falcon. there was something to it that felt genuine rather than tactical --- out of place, heavy on the inside of her rib cage. somewhere down the line, han had begun to grow on her. she wasn’t sure if he knew about her fight with luke. it was smarter to stay away, but there was that feeling again, pushing her forwards. they were injured. she wasn’t worried, but. she wasn’t not.
she forced herself to step forwards, make her way through familiar halls. “solo. you ... don’t look terrible for a half dead man.”
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the air is cold on her skin, & leia sits alone in the dark. she’s perched on the edge of her side of the bed, fingers tangled tightly in the sheets, curled up into clenched fists. her hair is still up in its complicated braids, assorted jewelry heavy on her wrists & neck, & there is a hollowness in the pit of her stomach that keeps sinking down & down & down. she’s waiting for the floor to fall away & swallow her up, because --- she’s tired. she’s so tired, & angry, & terrified, because they can’t find padmé & everything is falling apart & she doesn’t know what she’s doing anymore, who she’s trying to fool.
she doesn’t realize that she’s waiting for han until the door slides open & her shoulders droop, the last of the tension draining out of her. she looks small like she never does, almost defeated, worn down in a way she only ever allows behind closed doors, & never around anyone else. he’s her exception. despite ... everything, all the fight’s they’ve had lately, the days when this love feels impossible, he’s her exception.
“han,” she says quietly, voice barely more than an exhausted rasp, “can you hold me ? “
like a bright light, like a fistfight : a playlist for han solo & leia organa.
ft. @finitefm
i. cosmonauts fiona apple ii. fistfight the ballroom thieves iii. stay with me sam smith iv. fog the regrettes v. trouble cage the elephant vi. uptown girl billy joel vii. when the party’s over billie eilish viii. darling christian leave ix. impossible nothing but thieves x. nfwmb hozier xi. gimme love joji xii. a pearl mitski xiii. finally / / beautiful stranger halsey xiv. love me like you used to lord huron xv. stay rihanna, mikky ekko xvi. go easy matt maeson xvii. the archer taylor swift xviii. how do i make you linda ronstadt xix. oceans seafret xx. true love p ! nk, lily allen xxi. oh, pretty woman roy orbison xxii. don’t go breaking my heart elton john, kiki dee xxiii. tribulation matt maeson xxiv. life support sam smith xxv. coney island taylor swift, the national
Third Sister had quickly become bored with the beasts of burden running loops around the track and the mundane tittering of high society. She had left the Aristocra behind and joined the Empire precisely to escape these idle pursuits. They spotted a stunning woman with clever eyes—too clever for the gaggle of politicians around her. With a flick of her wrist, Third toppled a serving droid with the Force, spilling its drink tray onto a particularly pompous-looking senator.
“What an unfortunate turn of events. Drink? I assure this one won’t spill. I would never dream of committing such a crime against that charming outfit. You have impeccable taste, Miss...?”
@finitefm (Pandora)