❝ do you always cheat at sabbacc ? or am i just special ? ❞ / @flashnocrash.
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❝ do you always cheat at sabbacc ? or am i just special ? ❞ / @flashnocrash.
❝ c’mon, pal, y’owe me some more credits than that... s’an idiots array, don’t be cheap. ❞ / @flashnocrash !
anyway han solo loves his boyfriend lando calrissian almost as much as he loves the millennium falcon
[11:18:53 PM] eli ford.: i'm talking jess into letting our wedding be harrison ford themed. just an aesthetic collection of all of his movies. [11:19:02 PM] leia fartgoblin: o h my goD. [11:19:15 PM] leia fartgoblin: annie and i are playing the imperial march and being escorted out of the chapel by stormtroopers. [11:19:40 PM] eli ford.: we're all a bunch of fucking nerds. [11:19:52 PM] leia fartgoblin: honestly we are all disgusting but also a #blessing.
jess: you slimy, double crossing, no good swindler. you got a lot of nerve showing up here after what you pulled.
me: *silence*
jess: you hear me? you got a lotta' nerve.
me: *sighs* yeah, i hear ya'.
jess: THAT WAS THE MOST HAN THING YOU'VE EVER DONE.
( ★ ┊ @flashnocrash. )
cloud city was beautiful, every new trip seemed to expose more of the planet’s appeal than the last —— the smuggler enjoyed it here, and it would be safe to say it was probably one of his favorite trips to make. he was poised in front of a lengthy viewport, overlooking many of the city’s floating atriums... he had only ever heard rumors of what they held, never once seeing them up close and personal himself. ❝ whaddaya say, pal ? ❞ a palm rested against transparisteel, ankles crossed in a casual manner with his other hand curled into a fist against his hip. he speaks idly, into the surrounding air, not turning to look upon the face of his friend —— too occupied by the view and the whirlwind of thoughts it brought on. ❝ ya’ think you’d be up for a weekend at one’a bespins’ finest resorts ? hell, ya’ think my income can afford a whole weekend ? ❞
"Hey, don't you go talkin' like that. You've worked hard to get where you are. To be the man you are. You deserve to know that people are proud of you. That I'm proud of you."
“You--”
How do you articulate the profundity of something when all that’s ever meant anything to you is figuring out who to fight for? Finn has no idea how to explain what is happening, besides that his eyes are brimming and his feet feel suddenly unsteady.
“If that’s what you think, sir--” This is the highest honorific that Finn knows, and if anyone deserves it, it’s Lando. “-- then maybe I am that man. But I’m gonna be twice that before I’m done -- for you.”