#greyawakens

[shieldsaved]

--------- Steve knew he should have been minding his own business. But he could hear the way that the woman’s boss was yelling at her (( Rey, he could have sworn he saw on her name tag )) and well, he was doing EVERYTHING in his power to offer her some kind of way to get a smile on her face. He made sure to be as polite as possible while ordering and he had been going out of his way to add a few jokes into the conversation. He had been sipping at his coffee, looking out the window briefly before he heard small footsteps approaching his table.

The check. Of course.

He’d been sitting here for a while, but truthfully, he’d been enjoying a bit of relaxation. He left home weeks ago -- he’d been exploring ever since. He was tired of the same old day to day activities. He needed ADVENTURE. And sure, maybe packing up all of his things and traveling the country in some beat up truck wasn’t the best option, it was what he decided on. “Thanks.” He said as he took the black booklet from her, putting a twenty in it before handing it back to her, keeping his hold on it as he looked at her. The diner was practically empty -- he wasn’t even sure if this place got much business at all. 

“You ever think about getting out of here ??” Maybe he was being too forward. Not maybe -- he was DEFINITELY being too forward. “I fully enjoyed the service, but it’s kind of obvious that you hate it here,” He said, unable to stop a soft chuckle from escaping his lips. “‘Cause I can help with that.” Did he sound like a stalker ?? He was positive he did, but it didn’t even matter. Not at this point. Even if she thought he was the creepiest person alive, he could just leave and never see this place ever again.

@greyawakens // s.c.

[winterbranded]

      SEND 💗 TO KISS MY MUSE TENDERLY WITHOUT                     EXPLANATION  // @greyawakens

      [ ✮ ]   HE WAS MORE THAN WAR RIDDEN.  dog tags proudly displayed, glinting in the sunlight through torn and weathered clothing. he had been catching his breath from the trek over, sitting near one of the medic stations. needing to be checked over for any minor injuries. it wasn’t until an all too familiar figure approached him, and quite suddenly he’s met with a kiss. a kiss that is surprisingly sweet and light compared to the grit and dirt of war. he can’t help but smile, even after the kiss is long over. despite him almost being labelled as MIA quite literally a few hours ago, he grins.  ❝  hello to you too ... ❞  seems that some things never changed, even in the face of death.

[jcrnalistics-blog]

                 @greyawakens​ said: “ you’re not alone. ” stranger  things  season  one  (  2016 -  )  sentence  starters

You’re not alone. It sure felt like she was. Maybe she was being a pessimist -- maybe she was just thinking about things the wrong way. But is sure as HELL felt like she was alone. More alone than she’d been in a long time. It had been over three weeks since she had talked to her dad. Maybe it was for the better. Maybe it wasn’t. Honestly, she hadn’t really been close to him -- not since her mom had died. “That’s what EVERYONE says. But I am, Rey.” Olivia looked around her room, sitting against the headboard on her head and pulling her knees up against her chest. “I guess it doesn’t really matter though, right ??” A sigh. If her father didn’t care, well, neither did she.

“It’s fine. I just -- I don’t care.” She did, but her words were a very CLEAR indication that she didn’t want to continue the conversation. Her fingers pulled at a thread on her comforter, looking over to Rey with a small smile. “I have YOU. So you’re right. I’m not alone.” Rey was quite literally a ray of SUNSHINE in her life. She didn’t know what she’d do without her sometimes. “Thanks for listening though.” Sighing, she leaned her head back against the headboard and let her eyes shut for a moment. “It’s just- nice to have this, you know? Have each other. I’ve been leaning on myself sometimes I forget what it’s like.”

[bluntache]

* REY / @greyawakens .

he drives up to the shop , killing the engine as he parks .  engaging the parking break , he gives the place a look up & down , searching for some sort of open or closed sign . deciding finally that if the garage door is up they must be open for business . rounding the corner eyes fall on a small figure in the back of the shop , back turned to him .   “ uh , hey , sorry -- hate to bother you -- are you open right now ?”

[rbeljedi]

@greyawakens continued from x

This wasn’t a place he’d ever wanted to come to again.  He’d been back twice since the Lars’ family’s murder-- once to rescue Han from the clutches of Jabba the Hutt, but the second time he had in fact come back to this exact place, looking for answers.  He’d known his way through the Jundland Wastes, out past the Dune Sea; but for Rey to find this place, she would have needed a guide.  That was exactly the point-- the person who had lived here had not wanted to be found.  

“We should go inside,” He said softly as the two suns dipped below the horizon and darkness began to fall.  “It will be cold soon, and the Sand People will be out.” The break in the day’s heat brought all manner of creatures out from their homes.  

Luke pushed the door to the small dwelling open, held it for Rey.  It smelled of age-- was something of a wreck since the last time Luke had been had included a fight for his life-- but most everything was still intact.  Artoo rolled into the interior and lit up the inside of the home.

“If Obi-Wan left anything for you,” Luke said in a near whisper, reverent even all these years later, “It would be here.  This was his home while he was guarding me here on Tatooine.” 

[familyfuckups]

@greyawakens | continued

[ Rey of ☀️ ] : I can help out with that [ Rey of ☀️ ] : There’s at least one pair floating around my place if you wanna come over

[bxwtothefirstorder]

Very hush-hush || greyawakens

@greyawakens [ x ]

secret relationship starters from ( here ) / @bxwtothefirstorder​ as much as rey wanted to sate his fear and say that poe wouldn’t tell a soul, she knew that if given enough alcohol he would sing it. it was a huge secret, and after much deliberation she decided to kiss at the nape of his neck to distract him. “are you tired of running around?” rey asked him curiously, her lips pressing at the warm skin as she felt the throb of his throat when he choked back slightly. she wouldn’t have necessarily minded if the truth came out; they were both consenting adults and though it was an unlikely match to have happened she was grateful to have crossed paths with him. “you’re the one with all the money. maybe you should pay him,” she teased, her breath hot against his neck as she laid more soft kisses to ease his fears about the pilot.

Hux sighed at Rey’s question. Yes, he was tired of running around. He was tired of having to keep this all in secret, he was tired of being afraid when would Snoke or Ren snuff him out. He knew Rey wanted to spend their time together without worrying all the time, but this didn’t stop him from planning their life in advance. As a matter of fact, he was three steps ahead of Snoke and Ren, but he still thought this was not enough.

“Yes, I am tired”, he admitted finally. At her kiss he huffed and finally got a hold of her upper arms to keep her away from himself so he could look in her eyes properly. She was so... small... fragile... beautiful and pure for this galaxy. He must protect her. Even if it meant sacrificing thousands from his own army... “I am to lead the siege of D’Qar. Very soon, Rey. The Resistance has a base there. I’ll have to blow it up and we have to come up with something not to let that happen. We have a Dreadnought. It's called the Mandator, a IV-class Siege Dreadnought. It is designed for wiping out large-scale areas on a planet and it is also able to wipe out the entire Resistance fleet. We have to come up with something.” He softly kissed her forehead. “And you also can not be there. You have to go to Skywalker and have him train you, Rey. Snoke must be stopped, and only you can do that.”

[hopegained-a]

‘ what happens to all your teen angst when you’re 20… like where does it go? ’

meme | @greyawakens

“It doesn’t go anywhere. It just turns into repressed adult problems.” Was it too obvious to her that Eron was speaking from experience? He never was the best person to give a useful advice, or any kind of advice, for the matter. "Might not want to ignore it when it happens, kid.”