Han Solo

Lev's semi selective, low activity HAN SOLO side blog to hopexncarnate

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“I said next time somebody hits me;                                          I hit ‘em back “

non-selective, low activity HAN SOLO as smuggled by LEV Side blog to HOPEXNCARNATE

[scxndrel]

@lightcreators​ said: “ what the hell were you thinking?! you could’ve been killed! “ ( from luke skywalker )

“ Oh , oh now that’s rich ! I could’ve been killed ? Coming from mr. Suicide Mission himself ? “ Han yells right back. He’d been expecting at least a thank you for saving their skins, not a lecture from the kid who’d gone up against the Death Star his first time flying a starship. “ Sorry to burst your bubble kid but you don’t have a monopoly on heroic sacrifices ! Besides , I’m still alive aren’t I ? Then what’s your kriffin’ problem ? “

[scxndrel]

from here @asycuwish​

“ Yeah ? So what ?  There’s nothing wrong with having your priorities straight . You should try it sometimes - maybe then you wouldn’t have ended up face first in a sarlacc pit . “ He retorts in agitation. “ A man like myself ? What the hell’s that even supposed to mean ? “

[soulprompts]

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

i rewatched the etern.als. and then i got thinkin. and now you guys are on the receiving end of more protective prompts, but these little beauties are aimed more for the act of actually saving a life! bon appetit!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ what the hell were you thinking?! you could’ve been killed! “

“ hey! get away from them! “

“ if you wanna hurt them, you’re going to have to get through me, first. “

“ you underestimate how much you mean to me. i wasn’t about to let them hurt you. and i certainly wasn’t about to let them even consider killing you. “

“ i told you before. i’m not gonna let anything in this world nor the next harm you. “

“ you need to get out of here! go! i’ll buy you some more time! “

“ what are you doing?! i told you, get out of here! now! “

“ get it through your head, i’m not gonna just leave you here! “

“ now’s not the time to play the martyr, got it? you’ve got a good long life ahead of you, and i intend to keep it that way. “

“ you need to go now, okay? don’t worry. i’ve got this. they’ll want to be trying a lot harder if they want to keep me from protecting you. “

“ don’t worry about me; are YOU okay? “

“ damnit, [NAME]! i TOLD you not to play the hero! “

“ i can look after myself, you know. but… i do appreciate you stepping in back there. you saved my life. “

“ why are you so invested in keeping me alive? “

“ that was for saving my life. “

“ it’s alright, they’re gone now… are you alright? hey, look at me; are you hurt at all? “

“ are you insane?! run! “

“ were you preoccupied, or did you just really want a dramatic heroic entrance before you saved my ass? “

“ are you okay? “

“ yeah, yeah, i’m okay… are you okay? “

“ hey! why don’t you try picking on someone your own size! “

“ hurry! take my hand! “

“ get in the car! now! “

“ i’m sorry i was late… are you alright? they didn’t hurt you too badly, did they? “

ACTION PROMPTS.

add a “+ REVERSE” to switch the roles around!

[ SHIELD ]:     sender uses their own body to shield the receiver from an attack.

[ EMBRACE ]:     sender quickly wraps the receiver in a protective hug and turns so the sender’s back might take on the brunt of an on-coming attack.

[ SHOVE ]:     seeing the receiver is in immediate danger, the sender runs to them and shoves them out of the line of fire.

[ YANK ]:     seeing the receiver is in immediate danger, the sender hastily grabs them and pulls them against them, out of harm’s way.

[ TACKLE ]:     sender physically tackles the receiver out of the line of fire.

[ THROW ]:     sender throws themselves between the receiver and an on-coming attack, taking on an injury that might have been fatal to the receiver otherwise.

[ DISTRACT ]:     sender causes a distraction to draw the receiver’s attacker/s away from them.

[ FIGHT ]:     just as the receiver is about to be attacked, the sender arrives suddenly and begins to physically fight off their assailant.

[ CATCH ]:     sender manages to intervene and catch the falling receiver before they fall to their death.

[ SACRIFICE ]:     sender sacrifices themselves, either fatally or otherwise, in order to save the receiver’s life.

[ HIDE ]:     sender quickly pulls the receiver into a hiding place, hiding them from their pursuers.

[ KILL ]:     sender, seeing the receiver in immediate and intentionally fatal danger, intervenes by killing their assailant before they can kill the receiver.

[ INCAPACITATE ]:     sender, seeing the receiver in immediate danger, intervenes by knocking out their assailant before they can harm the receiver.

[ AFAR ]:     sender, having been watching the receiver’s interactions with a threat from afar, saves them from an impending attack while remaining distant from them.

[ SECRET ]:     sender, having been secretly following the receiver, saves their life from an immediate threat while remaining hidden from the receiver.

[ REVEALED ]:     sender, having been secretly following the receiver, reveals themselves in the process of saving the receiver’s life from an unexpected threat.

[ REUNION ]:     after spending a considerable length of time apart, the sender reunites with the receiver after saving their life from an immediate and potentially lethal threat.

[ KISS ]:     after having been saved from immediate danger by the receiver, the sender, in a state of intense emotion and relief, kisses them to express these feelings.

[ HUG ]:     sender, having just saved the receiver’s life, pulls them into a tight hug out of relief and a need to steady and support both themselves and the receiver.

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no-file​:

He froze at the noise of the shot - expecting to be hit. Instead, his gaze fell to the burnt hole in the floor by his feet. But he still didn’t look alarmed. Not surprised. Not scared. A lift of his head indicated his gaze fixing on Solo again.

And his attention didn’t budge while the bartender began yelling, until soon enough, Solo was yelling back, taking his eyes off Puppy.

Finally the opportunity he had been waiting for. In what seemed the blink of an eye, his hand snapped for the blaster, and rather than even bothering to knock it out of the smuggler’s grip, he crushed the barrel in his hand and just as quickly let go in favor of launching forward, aiming to tackle Solo at the waist and scoop him right up to throw over his shoulder. Puppy’s strength was such that he didn’t expect there to be any more trouble if he could get Solo secured in that position, especially with the blaster out of the picture.

Han’s in the middle of his sentence when he spots the movement out of the corner of his eye. When his attention is back on target though it’s already too late for his blaster. Even so the shock from seeing his gun be turned into scrap by this guy’s bare hand right in front of him is more than sufficient to daze him long enough until he’s already halfway up to where the bounty hunter wants him.

“ What the - ! “ He yells out, grabbing onto his arm for support, though soon turns to struggling to get out of his grip. “ Let me go ! You asshole ! I was gonna let you walk away ! “ He keeps yelling, now taking to pushing at his face to be as annoying as possible.

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cosmosreign​:

         whatever the smuggler’s reason for being there was ,  Dyn didn’t care so long as he posed no threat to the child .  he can’t question Skywalker’s company when the Jedi allowed himself to come to his temple ,  regardless of his connection with Grogu .  the Jedi could’ve made it so he could only see his ad’ika under certain conditions ,  or not at all ,  but he allowed the bounty hunter to come to them .  Dyn might’ve felt out of place there ,  but he was grateful for Skywalker’s generosity .          he doesn’t care what Solo might think of him ,  he’s got nothing to prove to him either ,  but something in the way he was implying that he was up to no good amused him ,  and sparked a bit of irritation .  beskar’gam clinks as he shifts ,  head tilting as he regarded the smuggler carefully .   ❝  what makes you think i might be up to something ?  ❞   he replied evenly ,  hand twitching by his side .  Solo wouldn’t be there unless Skywalker had allowed it ,  the Mandalorian assumed ,  and he wasn’t going to cause a scene after everything the Jedi has done .  not unless the other instigated it .   ❝  i was invited here ,  but sure ,  i’ll stay out of your way .  ❞

Han sees his nonchalant dismissal only as more of a taunt. However petty it may be, he’ll be damned if he lets this rust bucket have the last word here. Whatever stupid agreement Luke has with him be damned. He points an accusatory finger his way. “ Listen , buddy - “ He starts, the irritation in his own voice more than obvious. “ I know the kinda money that kid’s head is worth , and I know your ilk . You bounty hunters are all the same . “ 

“ He might not look it , but I’ve seen ‘im take down entire armies with nothing but his mind and that glorified glowstick . So whenever you think he’ll be an easy payday - don’t even think you can take him . “ He steps closer as he delivers his mini speech, the finger now poking into unrelenting Beskar. “ All powerful mind powers or not - he’s family . And I’ll be damned if I let some scummy third - rate bounty hunter hurt his feelings ‘cause he’s too karking stupid to realise when someone’s not trustworthy . “

“ ‘ But sure ‘ that , dickhead . “

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cosmosreign​:

❝  Han.  ❞   exasperation colored his tone heavily, the Jedi following after the smuggler into the Falcon.   ❝  Han, will you just wait?  ❞   Luke catches up to him quickly, and a gloved hand reaches out for the taller man’s shoulder, urging him to stop and face him instead of continue to walk away. he wasn’t sure what had gotten into Han, if something had upset him or come up, but Luke was concerned.

Heavy steps do halt at the light touch on his shoulder but Han nudges the hand off anyway. He doesn't immediately turn and instead takes a moment to sigh deeply and pinch the bridge of his nose.

" You got a talent for being a pain in my butt kid . " He tells him, but instead of the typical teasing bite there’s fond softness behind the words. Luke has changed so much since he last saw him. Just looking at him now is difficult sometimes. " What do you want ? I've got shit to do . "

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no-file​:

Finally, a very slight tilt of his head. Solo hadn’t shot him yet. Very uncharacteristic of these types, who were normally all too happy to kill someone just as soon as their opponent so much as blinked. Patiently, he watched the man begin to back up.

Doing his very best to keep his posture, his stride, as nonchalant as he could, Puppy began to step after the smuggler the second that blaster wasn’t pointed at him anymore. Possible that just that movement alone would prompt Solo to take a shot, but apparently that was a risk Puppy was willing to take. He wasn’t afraid of getting hit. Probably, he could even still chase after Solo if he was hit, depending on just where the shot landed.

But considering it hadn’t happened already… Puppy was willing to test his leash.

He was unarmed, after all. Would Solo really shoot him just for following?

Gods, this guy is persistent. He’d just let him off with a warning and without putting a bullet through his mechanical head and he’s still testing his luck? Is he incredibly loyal, does he owe some kind of great debt to those assholes that are after him, or is he just stupid? Han may never know, but if he’s trying to call his bluff about shooting him but pushing him harder he can’t let that slide. He definitely can’t let word get around that Solo’s gone soft. With everything he’s done for the rebellion, he’s sure many think that already.

He pulls out his blaster again and shoots a warning shot into the wooden floor next to his feet. “ Hey hey hey ! Are you not only mute but deaf too ? What do you not get about ‘ stay here ‘ ? “ He scolds. None of the other guests seem particularly bothered by the blaster shot, but the barman does turn and complain about the damaged floor.

Han waves him off and tells him to put it on his tab, but he continues arguing. Now agitated, the smuggler turns to argue back at him. Though the blaster is still pointed at the cyborg, his attention is momentarily misplaced away from him.

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no-file​:

The man was sent reeling but wasn’t down; surprising. Puppy made a short jerk of the other’s captive wrist, intending to twist his arm around, but was made to stop short as his gaze fell for the blaster trained on him.

A quick draw, this one. Even after taking a hit like that.

Puppy didn’t move at first. Not to let go, and not to try another attack, either. Instead sighing with the exasperation of a parent weary of a child’s antics. Calculating whether he was willing to take a blaster shot or not. Based on Solo’s speedy draw, Puppy anticipated the guy knew his way around a gun.

But worth it? He was being paid to do a job, and despite being at gunpoint, he saw no reason yet to walk away from that money.

After some delay, his metal hand released the man’s wrist all at once. Puppy didn’t move. Just stood there, the blank surface of his display fixed on Solo’s face. Waiting to gauge the other’s next move - if Solo would try to take a shot anyway, or if there might come an opportunity to grab that blaster and crush it like a tin can.

He takes another half step back, gaze still fixed on the mercenary’s mask rather than the hand that’s stopping him from taking a full step away from him. He knows better than to take his eyes off of him. Even if he is blinking more regularly than normal to try and get the last bit of fogginess to slowly settle into the much too familiar dull ache instead.

With the slight pull he had on his hand, he has to put a foot out to stabilize himself when it’s suddenly released. He resists the urge to rub at his wrist, however, in favor of keeping the blaster on the strange cyborg.

Does this mean he’ll let him go? He hasn’t spoken a word this entire time, so it’s probably safe to assume he just can’t speak. But that mask is staying eerily blank as well, and Han figures he really doesn’t need to wait for his permission to bolt.

The idea to just shoot him and be done with it does cross his mind again, but then he thinks of that disappointed pout Luke puts on whenever he does something he doesn’t agree with and Han just sneers instead. “ Good decision . “ He says as he puts some more distance between them, both to break the tense silence and vaguely aware of the other patrons watching the interaction in anticipation. “ I’ll be taking my leave . If you know what’s good for you you’ll stay here and let me . I’ve got no qualms about shooting you if I have to . “

He switches his blaster from his left to his right hand before lowering it, the last thing he wants is to trigger a shoot out when he’s so close to just getting away almost unscathed.

“ Capeesh ? “

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cosmosreign​:

❝  i never said you had to.  ❞   perhaps deep down, he wanted him to. Dyn knew Solo’s ilk, had crossed paths with more than a few smugglers when on the job. it was to be expected when one hung out around the places he did, got into the kind of work he did. he only knew of Han Solo from his reputation, and the Mandalorian never would have pegged him as the type to get involved with the Alliance. not someone he would have expected to be walking around this place while he waited for his son to finish his training with Skywalker for the day. stranger things have happened, as the last year of Dyn’s life has proved.

“ If you say so . “ He replies with a sneer, not seeming very convinced at all. It is just like Luke to get all buddy buddy with some bounty hunter. It’s his place anyway, Han knows it’s not up to him to police who comes and goes, but a bounty hunter, really?

He also hadn’t missed the double take that infuriatingly blank helmet had done the first time they crossed paths either. One hadn’t survived in his profession this long without being able to notice the second someone recognised his face. But he remembers how excited Luke had been when he’d first shown him what he’d done with the temple. If he did anything to ruin that he’d never forgive himself. He sighs and glances around before regarding him again. “ Look , “ He starts, his voice lowered despite there being no one else around. “ This place , whatever he’s doing here , “ He gestures around. “ It’s important to the kid - to Luke . So whatever you’re thinking , don’t . “

“ If you stay outta my way , I’ll stay out of yours , got it ? “

[charmymemes]

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

feel  free  to  change  any  pronouns  or  subjects  (or  reverse).      tw  for  blood,  death  and  physical  violence  mention.

‘  is  it  complete?  ’

‘  who  are  you?  ’

‘  who  is  this?  ’

‘  why  are  you  bleeding?  ’

‘  what  would  i  do  without  you?  ’

‘  do  you  feel  alright?  ’

‘  what’s  your  name?  ’

‘  why  do  you  hate  me?  ’

‘  do  you  want  something  to  eat?  ’

‘  aren’t  you  supposed  to  be  someone  important?  ’

‘  did  you  read  it  yet?  ’

‘  can  you  help  me?  ’

‘  why  do  you  act  so  weirdly?  ’

‘  what  do  i  do  with  someone  like  you?  ’

‘  you  awake?  ’

‘  can’t  you  tell  left  from  right?  ’

‘  how  dare  you?  ’

‘  can  i  have  a  word?  ’

‘  why  didn’t  you  fight  back?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  interupting  me?  ’

‘  why  are  you  here?  ’

‘  what  happened?  ’

‘  haven’t  you  said  enough?  ’

‘  why  are  you  still  ___?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  shut  up  and  be  quiet?  ’

‘  what  did  you  dream  of?  ’

‘  why  are  you  yelling?  ’

‘  how  could  you  say  that?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  why  did  you  turn  out  this  way?  ’

‘  are  you  talking  to  me?  ’

‘  why  won’t  he  date  me?  ’

‘  why  did  you  hit  him?  ’

‘  why  are  you  crying  yourself  to  sleep?  ’ 

‘  are  you  serious?  ’

‘  who  did  this?  ’

‘  will  i  regret  this?  ’

‘  do  you  promise?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  am  i  dead?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  moving?  ’

‘  is  he  looking  at  me?  ’

‘  does  it  hurt?  ’

‘  how  did  that  happen?  ’

‘  what’s  the  weather  for  tomorrow?  ’

‘  are  you  in  love  with  me  yet?  ’

‘  is  it  that  important?  ’

‘  want  some?  ’

‘  was  that  an  accident?  ’

‘  what’s  the  deal  with  you?  ’

‘  who  do  you  think  you  are?  ’

‘  can  i  ask  you  something?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  leave  then?  ’

‘  how  could  you?  ’

‘  is  this  all  you  can  do?  ’

‘  why  is  this  here?  ’

‘  how  did  you  get  in  here?  ’

‘  is  it  freezing  to  you?  ’

‘  what  are  you  making  tdday?  ’

‘  are  you  lost?  ’

‘  has  it  been  that  long?  ’

‘  how  could  you?  ’

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no-file​:

Puppy sat relaxed - and that didn’t change when the other man leaned into his space. Puppy merely stared up at him, not so much as twitching with any amount of tension or visible unease. To him, Solo’s response sounded less like a threat and more like a plea. A plea from a very scared, very desperate sort of man, the kind Puppy was all too used to encountering in his line of work.

He stood from his seat.

Solo was taller than him, and athletic, but lean. The man’s weight, his muscle mass, had nothing on Puppy’s broad shoulders, biceps that threatened to burst out of the sleeves of his jacket. He allowed the brave tap of his display before his hand shot up quick as a striking snake, catching Solo’s wrist - only for his opposite fist to whip for the side of the man’s face. His metal hand did the grabbing and his human hand did the punching, in this case; he only meant to knock the guy out, not kill him, after all.

“ Wha - “ 

The strong grip on his wrist surprises him enough that he doesn’t see the punch coming until it’s too late. Like a guy who’s taken a lot of punches in his days, he reels back from it, his vision swimming as his mind puts itself back together, but he doesn’t black out from it. In a trained response he immediately reaches for his blaster, fumbling with taking it out of its holster on his right thigh with his left hand but managing to have it trained on the cyborg even before he’s fully recovered from the punch.

He pulls at the hand still caught in his grip. “ Let . Go . “ The intimidating intent of the words are undercut by how slurred they are, with the hint of a usually well suppressed Corellian accent even through just that. If he were younger he might have tried to punch the guy right back, but he’s not taking these chances anymore. Honestly, he could’ve just tried blasting him immediately and been done with it. But he’s got no beef with him personally, he’s just out of luck being the lackey of some asshole, and those rebels’ morals have been rubbing off on him much more than he’d like to admit.

He grunts when the sting of the earlier punch catches up on him again. The familiar headache and dizziness of a good hit to the nogging clouding his mind. Did he really need to go for the face? 

“ Take my advice , this ain’t worth it . “

[gvgvdans]

- ; phrases that really hit you where it hurts

“ did you really have to be that honest? ” “ every time i see you i just feel more alone. ” “ you changed me. ” “ was this all just a joke to you? ” “ i don’t want to know. ” “ can we start over? ” “ you make me feel so insecure. ” “ i don’t know if i can love you. ” “ every time i wake up i’m reaching for you … but you’re never there. ” “ of course it meant something! ” “ stop yelling! ” “ i gave up on you a long time ago. ” “ you think i care about you? cute. ” “ did you just forget about me or something? ” “ i still need you. ” “ i wanna say that there’s still hope but sometimes things just don’t go your way. ” “ you said you would keep trying! ” “ no, you ARE strong. ” “ you promised me! ” “ fine. you’ll never see me again, okay? ” “ i gave you everything i had. ” “ your eyes can be so cruel … ” “ i can never do anything right can i !? ” “ i want my life back. ” “ stop crying. ” “ you should go. ” “ don’t come back. ” “ does hurting me make you feel good or something? ” “ just stop it. ” “ i was never in love with you now leave me alone! ”

[star-wars-comics]

Solo: A Star Wars Story #1 (2018)

written by Robbie Thompson art by Will Sliney & Federico Blee

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no-file​:

@scxndrel​ SENT: “You must be the bravest person in existence or the dumbest to come walking in here with that kind of bounty on your head.” ▼bounty hunter starters

Puppy froze at first. Could the guy have said the word ‘bounty’ any louder? Ignoring just how many eyes turned to start looking his way, his hands slowly closed into fists at his sides.

His display lit up, first with a grinning face superimposed over his own with text that read ‘DRINK IT’, before the image flickered away to a setting sun with text that read ‘We will both regret it.’ He knew this man’s face. This was who he had been sent for. A pilot of some renown apparently, and one who owed Puppy’s employer a favor. Though, the way his employer had put it led him to believe it was a little more than that. He suspected Solo was in no position to be talking about bounties.

Or the perfect position, depending on how one looked at it.

Regardless, his hands slowly eased, and just as slowly reached into the front of his jacket - not wanting the motion to be mistaken for drawing a weapon. Instead, he produced a small holoprojector. The figure of his employer appeared in the palm of his hand: a prerecorded message inviting Solo on a job. Only, it wasn’t an invitation the man would be allowed to refuse.

Coming up to the cyborg had been an impulsive decision made out of annoyance. Really, Han had just been meaning to grab a drink and enjoy some much needed time off. That plan didn’t include that weird screen turning his way every so often. Han’s words had been meant to intimidate. Let him know to keep his nose in his own business.

As with many impulsive actions he’s made before, he comes to regret it almost immediately. He should’ve just walked out the moment he noticed the attention on him.

“ Kriff . “

He curses under his breath when the message ends and the light of the holoprojector flickers out. With all the rebel shit he’s been involved with recently, he’d almost forgotten all about that. He knows it’s in his best interest to accept the job, to just do a run with whatever dubious crew he’d assembled and hope he doesn’t get shot in his sleep for whatever underpaid share they’re going to deny him anyway. 

But, well, Han really isn’t known for making the best choices.

He places a hand on the table and leans forward, using the advantage of standing over the other’s sitting to tower over him and lean into his personal space. “ Listen , buddy . “ He grits out as low and condescending as he can. “ I don’t know what he’s paying you , but if you don’t want the nearest guild to get an anonymous tip about where to come get that bounty , you’d better go back and tell that mudscuffer that Solo’s nowhere to be found . “

He brings his other hand up to tap at that infuriating display. “ Got it ? “

[ohisms]

𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑯 𝑶𝑭 𝑨𝑵 𝑶𝑷𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑻 .    (   lyric starters  originating  from  the  works  of  grandson .   mature  &  dark  themes  are  present ,   tread  with  caution .   ) 

❛  tell  me  what  you’re  trying  to  hide .  ❜ ❛  look  me  in  my  eyes ,   tell  me  everything’s  not  fine .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  got  a  secret  i  need  you  to  keep .  ❜ ❛  beg  me  for  mercy .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  so  brave ,   &  i’m  not  so  smart .  ❜ ❛  i’m  doing  you  a  favor .  ❜ ❛  i  did  a  lot  wrong  that  i  can’t  make  right .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  cope .  ❜ ❛  there’s  no  difference  between  you  &  i .  ❜ ❛  there’s  no  way  of  stopping  this .  ❜ ❛  is  there  anybody  out  there  that’s  paying  attention ?  ❜ ❛  i  try  to  do  my  part .  ❜ ❛  how  did  we  get  here ?  ❜ ❛  one  day  i  know  i’ll  regret  it .  ❜ ❛  i’m  in  love  with  the  pain .  ❜ ❛  idle  hands  are  the  devil’s  best  friend .  ❜ ❛  won’t  you  help  me ,   please ?  ❜ ❛  we  might  not  make  it  ‘til  the  morning .  ❜ ❛  i’m  a  sick  joke .  ❜ ❛  we’re  stronger  when  we’re  together .  ❜ ❛  it’s  the  same  shit ,   just  a  different  year .  ❜ ❛  i’m  terrified  none  of  it  matters  at  all .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  gotta  get  out  of  here  as  quick  as  i  can .  ❜ ❛  there’s  a  knock  at  your  front  door .  ❜ ❛  beg  me  for  mercy .  ❜ ❛  do  exactly  what  you’re  told .  ❜ ❛  don’t  listen  to  them ,   you’re  not  free .  ❜ ❛  there’s  nobody  that  can  stop  me .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  got  one  life  so  i’m  gonna  live  it .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  want  to  move  on .  ❜ ❛  where  the  fuck  do  we  go  now ?  ❜ ❛  my  heart  keeps  fucking  up  the  motherfucking  plan .  ❜ ❛  i’m  done  playing  games .  ❜ ❛  nobody  make  a  sound .  ❜ ❛  the  higher  the  crime ,   the  harder  the  fall .  ❜ ❛  everybody  told  me  ever  since  i  was  young ,   i  should  bite  my  tongue .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  know  where  i’m  gonna  go .  ❜ ❛  i  will  not  apologize .  ❜ ❛  i  think  it’s  time  for  a  change .  ❜ ❛  get  down  on  the  ground .  ❜ ❛  sometimes  the  bad  guy  wins .  ❜ ❛  this  is  my  one  shot  at  redemption .  ❜ ❛  i’m  looking  up  at  rock  bottom .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  want  to  get  left  behind .  ❜ ❛  is  this  what  you  wanted ?  ❜ ❛  i  wish  i’d  read  the  signs  better ,   ‘cause  the  writing  was  on  the  wall .  ❜ ❛  i’m  just  trying  to  get  used  to  these  changes .  ❜ ❛  i  thought  i  had  the  upper  hand .  ❜ ❛  one  day  you’ll  understand  why  i  pushed  you  away  as  i  ran .  ❜ ❛  what’s  your  alibi ?  ❜ ❛  i’ve  gotta  get  out  of  this  town  somehow .  ❜ ❛  the  bad’s  been  slowly  getting  worse .  ❜ ❛  what’s  your  life  worth ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  still  trying  to  find  my  identity .  ❜ ❛  somebody  call  the  doctor !  ❜ ❛  that  which  you  fear  is  that  which  you  become .  ❜ ❛  does  any  of  this  pain  have  meaning ?  ❜ ❛  i  was  in  over  my  head .  ❜ ❛  should  we  just  say  ‘to  hell  with  it  all’ ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  gonna  get  away  with  it .  ❜ ❛  you  think  that  you  can  stop  me ?  ❜ ❛  this  isn’t  gonna  be  some  little  fix .  ❜ ❛  i’m  sick  of  being  an  optimist .  ❜ ❛  don’t  resist  the  temptation .  ❜ ❛  we  can  all  be  saved .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  feel  something .  ❜ ❛  i’m  feeling  all  this  pressure ,   it’s  a  weight  on  my  shoulders .  ❜ ❛  i’m  looking  for  the  proof  that  i’m  alive .  ❜ ❛  all  i  ever  wanted  was  a  little  piece  &  quiet .  ❜ ❛  i  am  the  thing  you  created .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  tried  getting  better ,   did  all  of  the  twelve  steps .  ❜ ❛  if  you  love  me ,   let  me  go .  ❜ ❛  you  deserve  all  you’ve  got  coming .  ❜ ❛  i  spent  my  last  dollar  on  a  motherfucking  cab .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  got  no  hope ,   not  a  sliver .  ❜ ❛  sometimes  the  good  things  don’t  last .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  do  anything  for  you ,   just  tell  me  what  you  need .  ❜ ❛  the  goodbye  is  the  hardest  part .  ❜ ❛  i  never  thought  it’d  come  to  this .  ❜ ❛  everything  will  be  okay .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  done  bad  things  to  good  people .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  got  no  self  control ,   it’s  the  root  of  my  evil .  ❜ ❛  if  i  were  you ,   i  wouldn’t  love  me  neither .  ❜ ❛  i  keep  on  looking  at  the  world  like  i’m  an  optimist .  ❜ ❛  we  can’t  go  back .  ❜ ❛  have  you  ever  thought  that  you  don’t  know  it  all ?  ❜ ❛  i  wish  you  would’ve  called .  ❜ ❛  save  me  from  myself .  ❜ ❛  nobody  really  cared ,   so  it  never  really  mattered .  ❜ ❛  what’s  the  point  in  fighting  for  a  happy  ever  after ?  ❜ ❛  i’d  rather  drop  dead .  ❜ ❛  don’t  give  up  that  easy .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  keep  my  shit  together .  ❜ ❛  life  is  a  bitch ,   she  doesn’t  fight  fair .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  live  for  something .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  die  for  something .  ❜ ❛  this  won’t  last  forever .   nothing  ever  lasts  forever .  ❜ ❛  i  think  i  need  some  guidance .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  hurt  anymore .  ❜

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bcyondrcpair​:

She only gives a nod, and nearly snickers at his words. Mari is rather proud of the tactic she’d built. Most times, it was hard to throw around flirting banter - but it was easier with this one. He certainly wasn’t the worst she’d seen in her hunts. “You say luck, I say skill. You’re just not willing to admit it.” 

“Oh, no? Well I think we both know I’m not letting you out of my sight. So, indulge me in what you had in mind.” She offers watching him with sophisticated ease. She’s not one for bargaining, and she certainly needs the bounty on his head. Otherwise she wouldn’t even be here. 

When he stops moving, annoyance moves through her as he starts rambling off. A groan leaves her, letting her head fall back to match it. “If it was that important - you should’ve kept better track of it. Now get moving.” She kicks the back of his heel as if he were a bantha refusing to move. “I have a short fuse, Solo. Don’t try me.”

A grin spreads across his face. She’s small, unless she’s hiding some serious strength he doubts she’ll be able to lift him up by her own. Whether he’s breathing or not. “ Oh , I’m trying . “ He retorts mischievously, going further by dropping down and sitting cross legged on the shipyard’s concrete.

Now having to tilt his head back to look up at her, he places his hands down and leans back on them. “ So , what is this bounty anyway ? Alive or dead ? “ He asks, acting as if the question is totally unrelated to what he’s currently trying to pull. The more time he wastes... he repeats in his head. He just hopes Chewie hasn’t dozed off or something. “ Hope they aren’t expecting you back anytime soon , sweetheart . ‘Cause I’ve got all the time in the world . “ He knows it’s childish and undignified, but when has that ever stopped him? People with dignity don’t survive this galaxy as long as he has.