#solerey

        There’s another ship here. Memories come rushing back as soon as she spots the figure outside of it. That’s Rey; the new hope of the Resistance. Kadri had been escorting her on a mission -- hadn’t even had the chance to say more than a handful of words to her. Now they’ve been shot down, and there’s no telling if anyone will be coming to get them.

        ❝ Are you alright? ❞

Poe spins on his heels, coming to a full stop in front other Rey, just inches from her, and the anger in his bones is enough that it feels as though the air around him is heating up. “Never say that again, never.” He tries, and fails, to control his emotions, but he does calm his breathing and force his jaw to unclench. “That’s not true, living is always worth it even when it hurts.”

His hands are clenched at his sides, hard enough that he knows his palms will have finger nail marks when he finally, finally manages to unclench them. But he can’t stop the anger and fear in his voice. "The worst thing you can do in war is lose your will to keep going. It means we lose, it means fear and pain win.” But it’s more than that and he knows it even as he speaks.

Ben sighed, nodding his head in agreement. He wasn’t feeling so well, after all. 

“In my defense, I did warn you,” he told his sister. “I told you I’m no good in the heat.” He sighed, leaning back against the tree behind him. He had thought ht was doing better, but Rey’s face said that he wasn’t. “Maybe we could just get me some water? Then we could keep going?” 

What does your muse think is my muse’s most attractive feature?

       Finn can’t help but grin widely in response. It feels like he just swallowed a star–his iridescent joy is palpable. He’s only been maskless for a year and a half, but the freedom of expressing himself outside of his voice is…he doesn’t even have the vocabulary to describe how he feels. It’s like the first dangerous swoop of a TIE fighter. It’s like knowing you’ll win in the middle of a blaster fight. It’s like defeating the very people who kept you down since childhood. The touch of a friend. The warmth of praise that had nothing to do with a kill count.

@solerey​:  ‘ you don’t get enough sleep. ’ - soft tired memes

jaina never looked over her shoulder. frankly, she’d rather not know who was behind her. this time, however, she didn’t have to guess. she knew. first order. most likely after jaina as much as they were after rey. the two ran down back alleys and finally, hopefully, lost the stormtroopers behind them. “ certifiably insane, “ she agreed, catching her breath. 

training turned tension starters (accepting)