Cowboy Casanova

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[ofscruffysmugglers]

— - ❖ ❮ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴛʀᴏ || ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴀɴ sᴏʟᴏ ❯

OLIVER JACKSON-COHEN // have you met HAN SOLO yet? HE is a THIRTY-THREE year old CIS MALE HUMAN. they’re originally from CORELLIA  and now show loyalty to THE REBELLION ( kinda ). they are best known for being a SMUGGLER, and i hear they’re pretty LUCKY yet also SELFISH at times; i hope they survive the galactic civil war. ( Leo, 21+, MST, They/Them )

Howdy there, here is a basic rundown of my version of Han Solo. He's a hybrid of COMICS, THE OG TRIO, and SOME EU. I borrow a lot of aspects of his character from many different sources. Including the newer sequel films, even though that isn't the time where Han has been teleported from. So, if you have a specific question about him, just shoot ( ha ha ha ) me a message! Back to your regularly scheduled programming.

TW: Physical abuse in the past section, nothing graphic is written but it is mentioned.

ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ

Han Solo was born on the planet of Corellia to Jonash and Jaina Solo, about ten years before the fall of the Galactic Republic and the rise of the Empire. He was orphaned at a rather young age and wound up as a child beggar on the streets of Corellia. However, he caught the eye of a cruel pirate known as Garth Shirke at a local spaceport. Unbeknownst to Han at the time, Shrike had a habit of taking in children into his gang, training them to be nothing more than thieves and pickpockets to help fund his lifestyle. It didn't take Han very long to discover Shrike's physically abusive nature, a "pastime" he seemed to favor with Han in particular.  It wasn't all bad, because Han had made a mother-figure in Dewlanna, a Wookiee who served as a cook for the gang. She had raised Solo as one of her own, teaching him Shyriiwook and even, took care of him when he became ill. Han would go on to participate in numerous scams and illegal activities under Shrike's direction, such as asteroid mining and swoop racing ( developing a love of piloting from the latter ).

At 20, Han had grown exhausted from the physical abuse he endured from Shrike and attempted to escape. But he had been captured, escaped again, and Dewlanna sacrificed herself in the process. He honestly didn't know how he would have survived without her, or even the likes of Q'ira, who he met during his time on the streets.

Han and Qi'ra don't have a lot in common other than not having a lot themselves. They were street kids on the industrial planet, after all. And with Han's latest stunt with Shrike . . . He needed all the friends he could get. So they had no choice, but to do whatever it took to get by, even take on similar jobs with the same boss. When a mission to an auction for a portable deflector shield goes wrong, Han and Qi'ra are on the run from pirates, a droid crime syndicate, the Empire, and Lady Proxmia. They both realized they wanted nothing to do with the likes of Lady Proxmia, Shrike, or the White Worms anymore and began planning their escape from Corellia.

They bribed an Imperial officer with a stolen starship fuel, known as coaxium, for passage on a transport. But Qi'ra is captured before she can even board. Han vows to return for her and joins the Imperial Navy as a flight cadet. ( Yes, I am ignoring the fact that someone else names him SOLO. He has always been Han Solo and Dewlanna was the one who told him of his linage. LMAO ). The goal was to become an officer and live what he thought to be a "respectable" life, one that he could come back and support Qi'ra in the ways she deserved.

But, a lot of things can change in three years.

He went on to be an excellent Imperial pilot, graduating at the top of his class as a lieutenant. However, his successful military career was short-lived under Commander Nicholas. Han had been ordered to board a derelict slaving vessel, only to find an unconscious Wookiee inside. The Wookiee had saved the children of its kind from being the ship's cargo, but most importantly from being slaves.

As you can imagine, this hit Han on multiple levels emotionally. He refused to follow orders to shoot down the creature. Resulting in Han and Chewbacca being sent off to work on a construction site on Coruscant as a form of punishment. Even that was short-lived though, because Han stunned Commander Nicholas while escaping. He was then court-martialed and discharged from service.

But this is the beginning of Han Solo's life as a smuggler, a life he now shared with a loyal companion in Chewbacca. He encounters a group of criminals posing as Imperial soldiers, led by Tobias Beckett. Han attempted to blackmail his way in, but Beckett refuses. Not being the type to take no for an answer, a determined Han insists because he doesn't want to miss out on a huge job like this. And so, he and Chewie join the group to steal a large shipment of coaxium on Vandor-1. And truthfully, things seemed to be going well, until . . . They weren't. The plan fails when Cloud Riders lead by Enfys Nest arrive to hijack the shipment. The battle leads to the chaotic destruction of the coaxium and the deaths of two from Beckett's crew. It's in the aftermath that Beckett confesses he was ordered to steal the shipment for Dryden Vos, a crime boss for the Crimson Dawn syndicate. New to the smuggling game, Han doesn't outright see the harm in helping steal another shipment. They go to Vos's yacht where Han encounters his old flame, Qi'ra, now a top lieutenant under a crime lord. And who was Han to judge, r e a l l y ? During the meeting with Vos, Han suggests a risky plan to steal unrefined coaxium from the mines on Kessel; Vos approves, but demands that Qi'ra accompany the team. The group manages to steal the coaxium and Han pilots through an asteroid field to elude an Imperial blockade. They land on the planet Savareen to process the coaxium, which leads to: Beckett double-crossing Han, Qi'ra killing Vos, and Han shooting Beckett.   Qi'ra leaves in Vos's yacht, while Han and Chewie give the coaxium to Enfys, who offers Han a chance to join the rebellion against the Empire. He declines, and she gives him a vial, enough to purchase a ship of his own. 

Han and Chewie set off for Cloud City, to bet everything they had ( especially the coaxium ) on a big sabacc tournament. He faced Lando Calrissian in the final round, not only winning the credits, but also the Millennium Falcon. 

Eventually, the pair came into the employment of the Outer Rim crime lord, Jabba the Hutt, who was based on the desert planet Tatooine and was the leader of the powerful Hutt Clan. 

Desperate for credits, Han took a job for Jabba smuggling spice through the Kessel Run. But since Han's got such a way with people, they were sold out to the Empire. Thus forcing Han to drop the cargo and flee, completing the Kessel Run in under 12 parsecs. Not too shabby. 

Jabba was . . . Understandably furious at the pair for the loss of merchandise. However, he had grown fond of the smuggler and decidedly gave him some time to pay him back in full for the lost spice. And as luck would have it, shortly after that arrangement, Han and Chewie met with an old man and a farm boy for safe passage to Alderaan. And the rest was history...

ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ

Honestly, it was down-right  l a u g h a b l e  how carbonite had a funny way of changing perspective — his perspective, that is. Anyways, he was on Naboo now and it was seemingly more of that Force nonsense at work. G r e a t. He just hopes the Kid, Chewie, Lando, and the Princess, made it out alright.

"ᴀ ʟᴏɴᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴏғ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴀ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ‘ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ ɢᴏᴏᴅ.’ "

ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ:

Some people "might" consider Han's personality to be ━ flawed. The appearance of a cynical, argumentative man willing to fight anything and anyone, but only in it for the money is one of old. A ghost of another life.

                “act first, think later.”

                                           ( a personal mantra )

Attentiveness to the uncaring nature of the galaxy around makes him a good fighter, able to anticipate enemies' actions ( and shoot first ). Unlike most, he doesn't mind getting his hands dirty or even rubbing elbows with scum, to him it was always about the next job. He's adaptable in dangerous situations and even ( secretly ) enjoys it to an extent. A part-time thrill-seeker, a survivalist by nature. Running dangerous missions, smuggling, and proving that he’s smarter than the people hunting him; it's the only life he's really known.

But his impulsive behavior and quick-decisions often lead him to more trouble than he's bargained for.

Han isn’t afraid to call foul on stupid ideas when he sees them. He is good at finding immediate, rational solutions to problems. He rarely explains his actions, and if he does, he chooses to express himself in as few words as possible. Bare-essentials is what he thrives at. He is good at remaining impartial ( except when bickering with Leia over his ship and . . . Well, everything else ) and making objective decisions.

While daring and self-reliant, when the chips are down Han is as true as steel and will lay down his life for the those he loves cares for. Even though he isn't a paragon of virtue, ( he's not royalty or "chosen" by some mumbo-jumbo cosmic Force ) he's viscerally human and understands his life doesn't mean much in the grand scheme. He knows his selfish behavior ultimately doesn't benefit anyone other than him, and possibly Chewie. But he isn't scared of making the tough call.

He is a firm believer in determining his own fate and overall, despite the many wrongs he has done. He has a good and humane heart.

ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʀᴀɪᴛs:

Compassionate

Brave

Loyal

Protective

Self-Made

Lucky

Risk-Taker

Practical

ʙᴀᴅ ᴛʀᴀɪᴛs:

Lives by his Own Rules

Hates Being Wrong

Questionable

Selfish

Uncivilized

Survival-Oriented

The list is loooooong

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Naboo seemed to get more crowded by the day it seemed.  But she always had a knack for showing up unannounced, or where Han had least expected her to be. It was something about the way the brunette carried herself ( Vulnerable? Certainly not ), he'd just recognize her anywhere. She's far too competitive, far too full of spirit and snark. She is, in a word, p e r s i s t e n t. 

A shared trait that dissolved into months of bickering, the crossfire they somehow always find themselves in. But she strangely made him whole — Or rather, as a whole as a person like him could be; as whole as someone damaged and nonredeemable could manage to be. Two individuals floating through the universe, forever destined for doom, until they met one another. 

The name is out of his mouth before he can even register the act, “Leia.” It was spoken so softly . . . Which was definitely uncharacteristic compared to his usual sharp tone and general rough edges. The formalities were not dropped often as  ‘your worshipfulness’ and ‘princess’ were used as a means of adoration these days, rather than the inevitable snark he’d held in the beginning ( either I’m going to kill her, or I’m beginning to like her ). Call it: the perils of caring. 

It felt as though her name hung in the air, caught somewhere here or  t h e r e ( neither taken nor gained ). Simply existing in the distance between them as Han took the step closer to the petite General. It was almost hypnotic, how the umber of her eyes welcomed him, greeted the smuggler like a moth to a flame. “You miss me, your highness?” A hand immediately to her cheek. @foralderaan​

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versios​:

ofscruffysmugglers​   //   han solo. it would have been a far cry from the truth to suggest that iden was the best mechanic around –– she had been a soldier first and foremost, a talented assassin, and most of the other skills that she had acquired had come later, secondary to her primary missions. del had been the real mechanic and engineer of inferno squad, given his extensive background and experience, but she considered herself to be a jack of all trades and picked up on everything that she could. she wasn’t an expert, but she’d learned a thing or two.

“really? i thought you looked bored out of your mind,” iden replied back without missing a beat. her hands clasped behind her back, even in a relaxed posture, still shifting to something represented the imperial military. a lifetime of habits didn’t go away so quickly. “i thought i’d offer you an extra set of hands. the chance to boss me around isn’t one i give out so freely.”

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As if on cue, Han gave the present company the pleasure of an eye roll that the Jedi Council couldn’t have foretold. There was a long-drawn-out sigh from the smuggler while he straightened his back, now leaning against the speeder. A smirk graced Han's lips ( wide and a l l - k n o w i n g ) as he manages an airy laugh for the both of them when he meets her gaze.  “Well, aren't I a lucky guy? That's too kind of an offer, Iden. But we both know you aren't one to completely follow all the rules. It's what I like about you.” Flattery, not an exact forte of the smuggler’s, nor was it something he threw around so lightly. But, given the context of everything as of late, it was better to make the importance of certain qualities known. “Just don't let that go to ya head. If you're serious, I am more than glad to take ya up on your offer. This speeder is just a . . . Pet project. It might be useful for someone, such as yourself to get around.” 

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xfrom-nowherex​:

closed starter // @ofscruffysmugglers​ // han solo

    losing han solo had hurt rey more than she could have expected. it was different than losing her parents, there was a part of her that could still believe they were out there. that they were waiting for her. but han… she watched him fall. a man who had become a father figure so quickly–

she had learned quickly how to deal with the loss. it had helped her survive herself, and keep finn alive. but seeing him here now. younger and… alive. her breath caught. she had come to terms with his death. and that meant accepting she wouldn’t seem him again– something she should have expected here. 

carefully stepping towards him, she paused, unsure how to… introduce herself. he didn’t know her, here. “excuse me–?”

. “Huh?” A rigid inhale escaped from parted lips as the question is presented by that of a girl. Even at a glance, Han could tell it seemed to be a commodity around here — that special type of glow, much like that of a desolate star in the Fath quadrant which radiated and expanded from the girl. And much like most stars, there laid a glimmer of possibility — h o p e. 

A quality he never ( personally ) faired well with but often found himself surrounded by those who did. He was a man of luck and chance, through and through . . . But the stars ? Well . . . Who would he be to question that ? “What's this about, Kid ? You're actin' like a Gundark got your tongue. Promise, I CAN play nice despite what others might'va said around here.” The smuggler states, crossing his arms over his chest with a raise brow. 

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The smuggler was adaptable to this new environment, s'long as he had something to focus on. A familiarity – if you will. The knotting of his brows and the grease stains on his exposed arms provided a level of comfort to Han Solo. The peek underneath the hood of a low-grade speeder ( thing should really belong in a museum ) gave him a sort of usefulness, despite the Force’s attempts for otherwise. He wasn’t one to ‘willingly stick around’, but give him a job – a means to an end – and Han would. But this whole thing was a  m e s s , one he could gladly turn a blind eye for a bit. Get some semblance of peace around here.

Cue an awkward clatter of metal-against-metal as the wrench in hand is now . . .  Well, no longer in hand, but rather ( probably ) just out of reach for human reach. He curses under his breath — hyper-aware of the person behind him, a presence of which he shouldn’t be dropping inappropriate words in another language around. Han was positive he’d get a talking to for his behavior and be reminded of social protocol. Time-travel or not, it wasn’t a valid reason to be rude. Pfft. We’d see about that, “Don’t know if ya gathered from the trail of oil or the nuts and bolts on the ground, but my hands are kinda FULL right now. So, wha’ya need?!”

[han-leia-solo]

first scene together / final scene together

[stevetrevror]

do you ever get bad ideas at 3 in the morning

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@chosendark

[loveisonlyforthebrave8]

Han Solo + showing affection on bridges. 

[elizabeths-banks-deactivated201]

insp.

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@generalhq

[rogueone]

You have too much of your father’s heart in you, young Solo.

[otterandterrier]

Han/Leia Week: Free day

{insp.}

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@generalhq

[rpsourcedmemes]

Send 🌌 for a mood board for our muses

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[han-leia-solo]

Happy Valentine’s Day!

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@generalhq

[theforcesource]

Top 12 Star Wars characters (as voted by our followers)  

↳ #5 Han Solo

[thelovejournals]

And her I love you’s sounds a hell of a lot like you can always come home.

Michelle K., “And How I Want To” (via thelovejournals)

@ofhcpe

[absentions]

I hope that if alternate universes exist, it will still be you and me in the end. I hope that there will always be an us. In every world, in every story.

Tina Tran, Let us always find each other (via tropeswriting)

@ofhcpe

[loislane]

hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for A KILLER PITCHING ARM