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     "a date would be very welcome," rey says with a grin. any partner of carol's would be welcomed with open arms, though she's sure they BOTH know of thor's protective tendencies. it's likely any date she brings will be subjected to ruthless questioning, but rey supposes that's their duty as her friends. they want only the very best for her. "even several dates. really, as many dates as you can stand. you never know -- you could meet someone here. with less pressure, maybe. news travels slowly in our galaxy."

most of the people she knows have yet to be truly impressed by thor. they don't seem to grasp the scope of his power or notoriety, not like on other planets where most of the humans they encounter fawn over him. surely the response to carol would be similar. "plus, we'd love having you. i worry about thor, sometimes. we're so far from anything FAMILIAR to him. he's sacrificing a lot... so i can have this dream."

and what a dream it is. rey has thought of building the school for as long as she has dared to let herself hope about the end of the war. now that time is HERE, and she is so supported in her mission. it feels like too much, sometimes -- more than she deserves.

rey shakes her head, letting herself smile again. "well, someone has to cook. that's one skillset that eludes me, so it's fortunate he learned." she, too, would never be confident enough to serve a meal to her friends. but thor makes it look easy, like so many other things. "he'll probably be thrilled, actually, to make something for you. i tend to favor the same four or five meals, and we've been so BUSY. there hasn't been much time for socializing."

she also hopes there have been enough universe-ending threats to last them a while, if not a lifetime. she's ready to move on with her life -- put the fight behind her for some time. and she hopes the same for carol. "i know," she says, "but just because we're here doesn't mean we wouldn't want to HELP if you needed us. don't think you can't come bother us anytime, for any reason. we're always here for you and the others no matter what."

there's a bit of laughter at her friend's lack of hesitation in issuing those words. the feeling is very much mutual since the blonde also admires & values Rey's opinion. there aren't many people out there who are as resilient, warm, & selfless as the Jedi. honest people are hard to find, & she's grateful to have met her through Thor. ❛   i hope i can live up to those expectations.   ❜ she winks. ❛   i get that. however, once in a while, make you stop & take a LOOK around. all of this━━   ❜ she motions at what they've built. ❛   ━━is all the proof you need.   ❜

another chuckle follows. ❛   are you kidding ? you're unforgettable. i'm a lot more sentimental than i look.   ❜ Carol values all of her friendships  deeply;  whether she's around or not, that never changes. ❛   it means a lot. i'll show up here more often. i may even bring a DATE one of these days.   ❜ see ? she's not all about work.

when did he even find time to cook ? she doubts a God's upbringing involves such a thing. perhaps he picked it up during his stay on Earth ? ❛   i really had no idea about this. i mean, i can make some basic things, but nothing elaborate & primarily for me. i don't think i'd be brave enough to serve others.   ❜ she supposes they couldn't be perfect. her mom had had a real talent for cooking, but she never passed it along to her daughter.

she rests a hand on the other's shoulder, smiling. ❛   i promise there's nothing too pressing going on now. I've been working closely with the Guardians,  so we've been dividing the work between us.   ❜ it has worked out well so far. ❛   i'll take it into account if something happens, but i'm HOPING we've had enough tragedies for a while.   ❜ the last thing she wants is to bring problems to them. ❛   besides, it's important for you both to be here for now, make sure everyone settles properly.   ❜

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     "I know," she sighed. Often, her dreams NEVER came to fruition. The only certain dreams she had were memories from the past. Premonitions were tricky -- she knew better than to trust them, or assume they were a forgone conclusion. But that didn't stop them from rattling her. Rey would be lying if she said she wasn't unsettled by the things she had seen. On more than one occasion she had woken up with a shout, startled, her heart pounding.

She looked down at her hands, disappointed in herself. She wondered if Anakin was disappointed in her, too. "But... what if there is TRUTH to them? If the force is trying to show us something. Or... give us a warning." Would it not be foolish to ignore such a thing? To assume they know better? For a long time, Rey has trusted blindly in the force. It has kept her safe. ALIVE.

The touch of his hand on her shoulder prompted Rey to look up. She bit on the inside of her cheek as she finally met Anakin's eyes. "I have trouble with letting go," she admitted. If she were to be honest, Rey could acknowledge she still DWELLED on her past. That her every decision kept her up at night, mulling over whether or not she had done the right thing. "It's not easy for me. No matter how hard I try."

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WAVES OF SHAME RIPPLED THROUGH THE FORCE. It hit Anakin all at once. By her body language alone, he could tell. Her hanging head was a tall tale sign. His eyes furrowed in immediate concern. Since he left Ahch-To, he had been thrust into a new war. Ben, his grandson, was central to the conflict. This alone caused great anguish in the Grandmaster.

He should have paid more attention to him. Ben didn't need a Jedi as a grandfather. No, he needed him. Now he believed Darth Vader was his true inheritance. It was a lie made by Snoke himself.

When he emerged from his tent, he had sensed something. At first, he couldn't place it. It led him to Rey. He didn't think this kind of raw power could exist. Skywalker could barely understand his own. Eyes on the girl, he approached after the contact broke. Cautiously, he scanned her up and down.

"Dwelling on the future can be dangerous. Nothing is set in stone. Dreams or visions can be there to simply confuse." He should know. Years ago, he received visions of his mother's death. It caused him to do something terrible in the end. Something he rarely spoke about. He stepped towards her. His hand came up and rested on her shoulder. "I once had something similar. Nothing good came from mulling over them. It's best to let go. Learning so is vital to becoming a Jedi."

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     "Well -- we don't know that," she said gently. There were times it seemed Finn's connection to the force were deeper than either of them realized. Times they could both sense each other, even when separated by great distances. It was certainly something to explore when they had more TIME. Although Rey was the only one left who could help Finn understand whatever he might be able to do, a thought that unsettled her. She didn't seem qualified to teach anyone anything about being a Jedi.

Her brow furrowed with concern as he went on. Before Finn had even finished a sentence, Rey started to shake her head. "No way other people feel that way," she argued. "And no way you think I make any of this look EASY." She is the one who feels like she's barely getting by, much of the time. Everything always feels so overwhelming, and she is under so much PRESSURE. Rey knows that if she were to make one mistake -- one misstep -- all the people counting on her would realize she's in way over her head.

"Trust me, we know how much you care. All of us. And we care about you just as much." She reached for his hand to squeeze it comfortingly. "The way you're feeling... I think everyone feels that way sometimes. I know I do. None of us asked for this, we're all just doing the best we can." The two of them were thrust into this situation. They're not like Poe, or Leia, who have always been so intertwined with the rebellion. She sighs. "What did you overhear, anyway? If someone made you feel this way... that's not right. You're trying your BEST, same as everyone."

Finn tries to give her a smile in response to her comforting words. Any other time, they might’ve worked, but right now, he’s hit a low he’s not sure he can come back up from so easily. Even with the encouragement of the most important person in the world to him. His body stiffens at the question of if something happened. Nothing necessarily had besides him accidentally overhearing a conversation that hadn’t been for his ears to hear, but really that’s what made it sting even worse. He hated secrets in that way. The kind that could crush your self worth if you knew, because you couldn’t deny there was some truth.

“I … I just heard something I shouldn’t have.” Finn mumbled lowly, “I mean, it’s obvious that I don’t have whatever innate talent you do … with the force … with everything. You make everything look so easy and I … barely get by sometimes.” He fidgets with the sleeve of his jacket. “And everyone notices and … is too afraid to tell me that I’m mediocre because if something were to happen to you, force forbid, I’d be what they have left and you know I already tried to run from this before.” He sighs, “I just - I don’t think they understand how much I actually care about this now. About all of them.”

But not as much as you. He said that part silently with his eyes as he finally looked at her. A scavenger from Jakku who was capable of doing J such amazing things. He admired her so much. How she was so naturally inclined to be good. To do good. At least, that’s how he saw her.

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     She shrugged. Rey always preferred to FLY, but she supposed it wouldn't hurt to be a passenger just this once. This was Seth's mission, after all -- she just happened to be tagging along. It seemed to mean a lot to him, anyway. She probably shouldn't be surprised to see him emotional. Han was his father, too, after all. Rey knew him for a much shorter time, and his death still hit her like a boulder whenever she thought about it. There was no need to discuss it now... but maybe she could afford to share the Falcon more often.

"Sure," Rey said with an answering smile -- a tentative broker of peace. She slid into the co-pilot's seat and turned towards the computer, checking both the destination and the course that was chartered for them. It wouldn't be too long a journey. Soon they would be searching for Ben again, or even face-to-face. It had been a long time since they had spoken. Rey had done her best to keep the connection between them CLOSED. Part of her hoped not to see him today, either, though she knew that if Seth were right, everything would be different after today.

She cleared her throat. "All set. Let's see how you HANDLE this thing." She nodded to the ship's controls, voice playful.

SETH WAS STUBBORN ENOUGH TO BELIEVE DIFFERENT. If he wasn't so far gone, then neither was his older brother. Letting go wasn't in his nature. Fighting like hell was. He was sure he would go down fighting. It was in his nature. His own self-reflection while in the cell proved this. Even when he laid dying, he had tried to fight the guards.

His mother wouldn't have let him off the planet if she didn't agree. Leia held some bit of hope. In that way, he was like his mother. Stubbornness ran through him. It was innate.

"I know so." Brown eyes flicked over to her as he snorted. Leading the way, he went into the galley and then to the cockpit. His father's ship. It should have been his. The only reason he didn't fight it was because his mother told him otherwise. Standing near the co-pilot seat, his head turned. A curious brow rose. "You would let me?" It meant more than words could express. Seth tried not to be sentimental, but this struck him again. "Alright..." He nodded and went to settle into the large seat. It felt weird for him not to be navigating. His fingers wrapped around the steering mechanism. Solo's lips upturned into a rare smile. "Thanks... can you double-check the coordinates?"

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     "Really?" She isn't sure she's heard those stories, but she would like to. "What was it like?" She's never been to a wedding before. How STRANGE that the first one she attends will be her own. How wonderful it will be.

"I'm just so excited. I never thought this was something we'd get to have." Before meeting Thor, it had never seemed like an OPTION. Even after, she wondered if either or both of them might not live long enough to finally be happy. To have Thor propose marriage was an amazing surprise. "I think -- we'll probably be married in both galaxies. So there's lots to plan."

"Oh, I remember that, feeling." Sigyn smiles. Nothing else quite compares to the security and certainty that knowing you've found your person creates, even through the hardest of times. The fact that Thor and Rey have made it here, in spite of everything, makes her feel pride and relief in equal measure.

"You have always been easy to welcome." She counters, a little teasing and yet entirely sincere. "And you may lean on me as much as you need to - though my own wedding was hardly... Conventional, by any standards."

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     "it shouldn't happen." she knows better than to go wandering around in a place like this. she should be STRONGER than anyone who seeks to use her body. rey shakes her head, trying not to be too upset about it. doubting herself will only invite more invaders. invaders who can easily prey on her churning emotions and trample through her mind like damp grass. she sighs, squeezing thor's hand. "let's try to pick up our pace."

the fog feels thicker than usual, as if they are wading through water. rey is still sweating, and easily senses the presence thor describes. there is more than one -- there are many. but if he is aware of a singular force TARGETING him, that's certainly something to worry about. she pauses, looking over at his face. if he is hearing things, too, maybe they should turn back.

just as she opens her mouth, he speaks again. "no one is laughing," rey says. in fact, the silence is EERIE. all she hears is the whistle of the wind and the sound of their own breathing. the planet is so still she can only wonder what the spirits are plotting. teeth bite at the inside of her cheek. "thor --"

her free hand tightens around the hilt of her lightsaber. she looks around but sees no one -- not whatever thor seems to see or hear. she tracks the look on his face, feeling her heart start to pound as she sees how confused thor appears. he seems frightened. it is a look she hasn't seen on his face OFTEN. "it's not him," she says firmly. "it's not real."

she should have known thor would be vulnerable to a trick like this. he has had so much loss -- the spirits know they can exploit his heart. she reaches out for him, wrapping her fingers around his wrist. "ignore it. they're trying to upset you. don't let them IN." urgency unfolds across her face as she stares up at him imploringly. "thor -- focus on me. on my voice. remember what i've taught you."

but all the hours they've spent training their minds couldn't have prepared them for this. the planet wants them gone by any means NECESSARY. this is surely not the last of its taunts; things are almost certainly about to escalate. the sith have seen thor's reaction -- they know his brother is a sore spot they can poke at.

thor is charging forward as the distance between them shrinks.  he is there as she hits the ground, kneeling, extending his hands to steady her and ensure that she’s alright.  the feeling of relief that washes over him cannot be overstated; that one of his worst fears has yet to come to pass is a blessing.  only a temporary setback, an attack from those who wish to see them fail.  but they haven’t — they prevail, as they always do.  audibly, thor exhales before he helps her back to her feet.

they rise in unison together, his eyes trained on her, his hands hesitant to release.  warmth briefly floods his mind —— he knows what it is.  a silent reassurance that they are alright, for now.  nodding, he lets her go.  “it’s alright.  it was beyond your control.  you’re back now.”  and that’s what matters.  that, and ensuring that she stays that way.  that they both do.

fingers close without question around hers when he feels her hand, and he slowly resumes their journey forward.  the only sound is that of their footsteps, for the moment.  it makes the laughter in his mind all the more noticeable.  and with each step, it grows louder.

“no.”  his answer doesn’t come quickly, and the pause between them is weighted.  apprehension is clear in his eyes when he glances over at her.  “auditory, however… yes.  and i feel —— a presence.  an intrusion.  whether they are one and the same, i’m not sure.”  thor’s face is neither lax nor soft.  he is alert, focused, trying his best to keep at bay whatever wishes to barge into his mind unwelcomed.  but the farther they venture, the more agitated he grows.  the fingers curled around rey’s hand tense, stiffen.

“do you hear that?”  through the thick of the fog, he looks around them for something — anything — someone.  there’s nothing, but the noise becomes unignorable.  “where is it coming from?  that incessant laughter.”  through his teeth, “gods, it’s relentless.”

don’t tell me you don’t recognize me, brother.

releasing her hand, he whirls around.  it had come from directly behind him.  still… there is nothing.  thor’s brows pull, frustration evident in every inch of him.  not only is he irritated, he appears confused, distressed.  the walls that keep his mind safe are threatening to crumble.  “loki?”  then, wild eyes meeting rey’s, “that — that was my brother’s voice.”

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     her smile widens as his discomfort grows. rey turns away with the barest slip of a shrug. "i disagree," she says simply. her POWER is proof that what he says is a lie. over the years, her anger has served her well. her passion has showed her strength. the dark side has given her much -- much more than ben or the others ever offered.

"you know little about the ways of the force." she can tell there is plenty ben has omitted in his little chats with this man. she wonders if ben has told him the truth about his own jedi path. she wonders what he's said about her. her prisoner has strong opinions, misguided as they are. rey can only imagine all the ways ben has distorted the truth to serve his narrative. "i guess that's why you're HERE. chained to the floor."

as she paces towards him again, it's clear by the look on her face how amused she is. it's always funny to watch men who believe themselves to be so large and strong rendered powerless, but there's something particularly laughable about this latest last-ditch effort from ben. though to his credit, thor doesn't feel afraid. only ANNOYED. how brave. she lifts a hand to push him back, shortening the distance between the chain and the wall. "are you sure?" rey taunts. "because this is pretty easy for me."

easy, but BORING. surely there must be something more interesting inside his mind -- something other than empty threats. passively, rey sifts through his thoughts, looking for something to discuss. "should we talk about your parents?" she asks. "seems like there's a lot to pull at there."

eventually, they all begin to sound the same. greedy, blood-thirsty people exist in all walks of life, all over the universe. thor has seen more than most — living so long permits both the blessing and the curse of an abundance of familiarity. what she says now is dreadfully similar to the same villainous drone he's heard time and time again. what they all fail to realize on their misguided quests for power is the hollowness of that which they seek. at least by way of rage.

thor has known the empowerment of both rage and compassion. he knows which one truly speaks to one's strength. that is what separates him from her. he has learned. grown.

she remains stuck in the fallacy. but ben believes her capable of swaying — of saving. so here he is, enduring, searching for any part of her that is still human. if it exists, it is well hidden.

thor's teeth grit against the uncomfortable tightening of his restraints. "you assume so boldly only to be wrong." when he looks up at her, there is ice in the blue of his eyes. he is usually so warm; not here, not with her. "anger cannot withstand, not truly. it is a temporary, destructive means to achieving your goals. those who walk the path forged of rage always fall. do you not see that?"

when rey nears, he lifts his chin defiantly, as best he can from the floor. thor squares his shoulders, stares her down. it's just the two of them here, and a heavy silence filled only with their voices and the steps she takes before him. it is wholly unpleasant. almost unnatural.

"indulge in whatever games please." testing their strength, he pulls at the chains occupying his arms. the biggest obstacle in the room is her; without her incessant, invisible grip, they would make fine weapons once torn from their stakes... "i will not be so easily disposed of or tossed aside."

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“You make me feel safe.” from freyr 😭💙

     rey squeezes her son where her arm is wrapped around his shoulders. he's getting so BIG, but he still fits perfectly against her side. his head won't be able to rest on her chest in this position for much longer, but for now it works just fine.

freyr is growing taller. older. he is starting to find his OWN WAY, instead of simply copying the way of his sisters. these changes have brought with them a certain amount of friction, though that's to be expected. forging ahead despite that pushback is why she is so proud of him.

now that night has fallen, they're alone in the yard. the rest of the children are inside with thor, preparing for bed. only rey and her son sit watching the stars, their toes in the grass. it was a hard day, and she hoped a few moments of quality time might make freyr realize he is only different, not WRONG.

she turns her cheek to kiss the top of his head. "you're always safe with me," rey promises. there's nothing she wouldn't do for each of her children, but freyr needs to know now that differences are something to celebrate. and that if no one else is prepared to celebrate them, including her son himself, rey will. every time.

"i love you very much." she rubs his shoulder, looking down at him. freyr resembles thor, but he is so like rey. he is sensitive, unsure of himself. QUIET. he keeps the things that bother him locked up tightly, deep inside somewhere rey can only reach after hours of coaxing. "i know today was hard."

beside her, freyr sighs shortly. it is a sigh that says he doesn't care to talk about what's happened today, but rey can't stand idly by and let an issue fester. "your siblings love you, too, you know. it's just different for them." both of the girls have always known exactly what they wanted. leia has been curious about her parents since the day she could TALK. frigga has always wanted to be exactly like rey.

"and even though we all argue, sometimes, or get angry, or say things we don't mean... we all still love you and want you to be happy. everything your father and i do is so the four of you can be the HAPPIEST children in the galaxy."

playfully, she pinches the corner of freyr's cheek, as if to encourage a happy smile. it works -- he laughs, and her heart is full again. "you can always talk to me, freyr. about anything that bothers you. i'm here to keep you safe, but i'm also here to HELP. okay?"

there is another kiss, a final squeeze. rey will take as many of these moments as she can. "now, what do you think? has your father managed to wrestle your brother into bed yet, or should we go offer back up?"

@abricadabra

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@othunderous sent:

"i have something for you." she's finally returned from her mission, hours after he'd come back as well; a mole passing off weapons blueprints & which systems the order plans to attack with them. thor prefers the action over the politics — so he'd needed something to do with his hands, and he was missing rey... it came to him naturally. downtime on the base meant going mostly undisturbed, so his focus was rarely broken. each pass carved and colored in time to greet her upon landing. thor was just touching them up when st last he saw her. now, he rises from the bench he'd been sitting at, holding the chain up. his head tilts to silently instruct her to turn. "i was thinking of you." the chain circles around her neck, its pieces laying gently over her chest. as he clasps the hook at the back of her neck, his fingers just barely caress against her skin. it's simple, yet intimate, and he feels sparks in the pads of his fingers. "and it occurred to me... you should have something of me for when we are apart. to carry me with you, close to your heart, always. if you'll have me." touch falling to her arms, he turns rey around to face him, and the affection in his eyes is abundant. nervously, he visibly swallows, hoping it goes unnoticed. one of his hands touches each charm. beginning on the outside and working toward the center of the chain, "first, the clouds that signify the coming storm. then the fall of rain," his knuckle glides against her as he explains, "and, when it comes to a head, the strike of lightning."

     returning from a mission always brings with it a special sort of EXHAUSTION. there's the debrief with leia, of course, and then the subsequent questioning from finn and poe that follows. there's refueling the ship, bringing chewie up to speed on the new damage it has endured -- lately, there seems to be an issue every time the falcon goes out of orbit. finally, there's the lingering stress of the mission itself as rey reviews it in her mind, thinking back over everything she might have done wrong over and over again.

so the sight of thor is a balm to each of her aches. as she comes upon his spot at the edge of the field, rey feels tension bleed from her shoulders. his presence is an immediate COMFORT, and she feels herself smile as she draws near.

before rey can speak, he approaches her, gently turning her body to bestow it with a gift. surprise and joy take her over in equal measure. thor has gotten her... jewelry. her skin feels warm as he fastens it around her. each brush of his fingers against her sends sparks down her spine. she hums, smiling to herself. yes -- she was thinking of him, too, while she was away. she ALWAYS is.

briefly, she looks down at the necklace, touching her fingers reverently to one charm that dangles from it. when she turns around to face thor, she's delighted to see how nervous he looks. it is a welcome reminder that she is not ALONE in the way she feels for him. thor shares her bewilderment, despite his outward confidence, and it is so sweet.

"thank you," she murmurs. rey hardly knows what to say. she has so rarely been given such a thoughtful GIFT. her hand drops so that thor might explain each of the charms to her. not for the first time, rey thinks that it can't be a coincidence -- their meeting. she, who loves the rain, and he, who gladly gives it to her whenever she dares ask. what are the chances?

rey's smile widens. a flutter of happiness starts in her chest, then takes over her whole body. only thor could make her feel this way about the strike of lightning, after all it has taken from her. "i love it," she says honestly. her eyes crinkle at the corners as she gazes up at him. "and i love that you made it for me. i will carry it with me ALWAYS... to keep you as close as i can."

her fingers catch his so that she can brush a kiss against his knuckles. a flash of shyness sweeps over her face, though he surely doesn't mind how she blushes. hopefully, he's as charmed as she is by him. "i never knew this was one of your many TALENTS. what else have you been hiding?"

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gonna do some writing tomorrow (i hope) !!

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Thor in Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015)

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happy father’s day to the father of rey’s beautiful children !!

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@othunderous sent: kissing your partner to seal a marriage 😌

     there have been hundreds of kisses before this day. many of them were had in SECRET. for a long time, the nature of their relationship was kept quiet, downplayed so that it might be protected against those who wished thor harm.

but since they announced they would be wed, things have taken a turn in the kingdom. people are EXCITED again. people are hopeful again.

when odin's plot was first revealed there had been so much fear. many people were either HORRIFIED by what unfolded or still loyal to their traitorous king. some initially did not want to see thor take the throne. some feared he was like his father, and that their circumstances would worsen. they needed time to know him better.

gradually, attitudes began to change. all of it is to the credit of her beloved; rey is so PROUD of the work thor has done. he has made a point to be visible, approachable. he has met with people, spoken to those he will lead and spent an endless string of nights awake with her, discussing how to improve life for everyone.

and so, now their people are happy for them. happy they have uncovered love amongst tragedy. happy to find themselves in a new chapter. the sentiment is shared by rey, who oftentimes finds herself so thrilled she can hardly stand it. this is FAR from how she imagined her life would turn out. after today... she will be queen.

but that isn't why she's here. in isolation, it doesn't interest her. no -- she's here because of the man holding tightly to both her hands. the man looking at her with that same mix of hope and awe and nerves. a man she has bickered with, fought alongside, cared for and been cared for by. a man she LOVES, who loves her in turn.

once they are pronounced husband and wife, smiles find their faces in tandem. the noise of the kingdom clapping and cheering fades to the distant background. so many are HAPPY for them, yes, but none happier than rey. her heart pounds. she grins brightly at thor, and he beams back at her.

she releases his hands only to grip the front of his shirt. without ceremony, rey yanks him forward until their lips meet. she kisses him with PROMISE -- with gratitude, with delight. the kiss is one of many that came before it and the first of many that will follow. what they both know has now been made official: rey and thor will spend their lives together. nothing that comes will separate them. all new troubles will fall as their previous troubles did. there is a security in knowing this covenant is with them.

it reminds her of the magic they have both placed their faith in on more than one occasion. it is magic itself, she thinks -- like this kiss -- that they have found each other, that their love has endured despite the odds. rey's teeth catch his bottom lip as they break apart, and she can feel magic and electricity sing in the brief space between them. it is a beautiful sunny day. their futures are BRIGHT.

everything will be so wonderfully different now. she smiles at thor, and sees decades of love in the way he smiles BACK. they're ready to get started.

kiss & tell

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The voice came from behind her and Leia turned to find Rey standing in the doorway. The girl wore a version of the same scaven­ger garb style Leia had first seen her in the previous day, only now Leia recognised touches of Jedi influence in her ensemble. She’s changing, Leia thought, but there’s still some Jakku there that she hasn’t let go. But perhaps that wasn’t fair. Perhaps Rey simply clung to the simple things she knew in a sea of chaos, the way they all did.

— Star Wars: Resistance Reborn by Rebecca Roanhorse

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↪     𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺  ﹠ ᵀᴱᴸᴸ .    (  a  collection  of  50+ kiss prompts .   feel  free  to  specify  the  initiating  muse .  potentially  nsfw  content  within .   will  be  updated .)

finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for .

a kiss shared during a game  ( truth or dare ,  spin the bottle ,  etc ) .

kissing your lover to show you forgive them .

neck kisses that turn into love bites .

wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them .

a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them .

a last kiss before one goes away .

biting your lover’s lip amidst a kiss .

an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears .

a kiss while being reunited after a long time .

kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy .

a kiss while slow dancing .

sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger .

an abrupt ,  heated kiss during the middle of a fight .

kissing them to shut them up .

a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning .

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain .

kissing your partner to seal a marriage .

a possessive kiss that is meant to stake a claim .

a kiss to resolve suppressed romantic/sexual tension .

a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay .

kissing the top of their head as you hold them .

a risky kiss between forbidden lovers .

stolen kisses while hiding away from a crowd .

a kiss that leaves lipstick stains .

a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun sets .

a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand .

sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out .

a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps .

an  ( accidental / mutually )  drunken kiss .

caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them .

a kiss after joining your lover in the shower .

a kiss after receiving good news .

a tentative ,  exploratory kiss between friends .

a kiss shared between enemies during combat .

kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them .

a kiss after a devastating event ,  meant to comfort .

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party .

kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing .

a kiss between two people in a fake relationship .

a kiss that seals a promise .

kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning .

holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them .

kissing the tears from their cheeks .

a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body .

an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation .

sleepy ,  domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast .

a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work .

a kiss shared while holding your dying lover .

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     "now that the war is won... what will you do?" it has been all she has KNOWN for so long. the possibilities that await her feel so exciting, so endless. "i hope you know you're always welcome wherever i am."

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I TOLD MYSELF: NEXT TIME I’LL BE COLDER, BUT HERE I AM, FEELING THE WARMTH ALL OVER / ©