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stormscavenger:

worth-three-portions:

padmesleia:

tell him what? 👀
star wars episode viii: the last jedi (2017)

Is this really from the movie? And can somebody please translate what Chewie said?? 😂

This is really cute but it makes me think about how Finn can’t really understand Chewie. 

So Chewie would tell him what Rey said and then Finn would end up going right back to Rey like, “You know, Chewie was trying to tell me something, but I had no idea what he was talking about.”

And Rey would just be sitting there blushing like, “Oh really? 😊 That’s weird.” 💕💕💕

finnrey: i work opening shift, but whenever i get there at 5:30 somehow you’re always already there, looking flawlessly put together. you haven’t even had your coffee yet. tell me your secrets.

ignitesthestars:

Rey is two and a half hair buns and zero coffees into the morning when she drags herself into work. Considering that the sun isn’t awake either, she considers this more than reasonable, but then there’s Finn, already there and looking like he’s got caffeine running in his veins for how awake he is

“Shut up,” she grouses, dragging her apron on over her head.

He grins, pressing a disposable cup into her hands. “Didn’t say anything.”

“Didn’t have to. I can hear your perkiness.”

“That sounds like a you problem, if I’m being honest.”

She takes a sip of her coffee – black, too much sugar to be sensible – and sighs blissfully, closing her eyes. “I brought bread,” she mumbles, in lieu of responding to his teasing. “Made it last night, merry breakfast.”

“Has anyone ever told you you’re an angel, Rey?”

“Only you.”

She hears him pause, and can’t help but wrinkle her nose at the sincerity in her own voice. That’s the dangerous thing about Finn. He makes it all too easy for her to vomit her feelings in his general direction. Not that Rey is an especially closed off person, but rolling that starry-eyed tone out at butt o’clock in the morning when you really should be defrosting muffins is just a special kind of disaster waiting to happen.

She takes another sip of her coffee, and cracks open an eye. Nearly chokes on it, because Finn is looking at her with such fondness that it actually makes her heart hurt a little bit.

“More people should,” he decides. “You deserve it.”

Huh. Rey hadn’t known that blood could rush to a person’s face quite so fast. Especially not at quarter to six. She ducks her head, but it’s impossible to hide her smile. She doesn’t really want to.

“Maybe I don’t want them to. Maybe I’m fine with it just being you.”

It’s his turn to choke, and she lifts her head at that, confidence bolstered. She barely has to raise onto her tiptoes to brush a kiss over his cheek – a fleeting touch, but she can feel the heat of his skin under her lips.

“Thanks for the coffee, Finn,” she says. “But we should go and get lunch together somewhere else. Today. If you wanted.”

“I. Uh. Yes! I do. Want, that is. Lunch with you.”

Either the coffee’s hitting her brain finally, or flustered Finn is a better wake up call than all the caffeine in the world. Rey suspects a mixture of both, but if she had to pick one, it’d be Finn any time.

Even before sunrise.