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Kylo Ren for @mitchiri-nek0 (tumblr)

Ben sat next to you as you looked out over the idyllic surroundings. “Master Luke…he suspects us,” you said. “We have to stop this.” “Is that what you want?” You shook your head. He moved closer to you, running his hand through your hair. His touch was comforting, but you felt an overwhelming sadness knowing that this could be your last secret meeting. “What would you be willing to do for us to be together?” You looked up to him with watery eyes. “Anything,” you said with a wavering voice. “I would do anything.” He smiled at you and you noticed that dark look in his eyes again. A darkness whose presence had been growing more common as of late. His hand stopped behind your neck and he drew your lips to his. He pulled back when you were growing breathless, resting his forehead against yours. “I have a solution for us.”

Dean Winchester for no-shit-sherlock (tumblr)

Dean grabbed your hand and placed something cold and hard in your palm. When he removed his hand you found a set of keys. You inspected them, confused at first, but then realization hit. Your eyes grew wide and you looked up at him excitedly. “Are these keys to the Impala?” “Yeah. Well, I mean, not exactly,” he rambled. “I had a second set made.” “For me?” “Yeah, for you. I mean, we’ve been together a long time now you know.” He ran his hand through his hair nervously. “A really long time now actually, and I wanted to do something to show how much you, you know, mean to me and how much I trust you. You know I trust you with my life right? I mean, of course you know that you’ve saved my ass like a million times now. But, I don’t know, I just…I just love you a lot okay? Like a whole lot. More than I thought possible. And I just wanted you know that and have something to show for it…I love you.” He kissed you on the forehead and before he could start rambling again Bobby leaned out on the porch and called him over. He looked relieved and hurried away, but not before kissing you on the cheek. You looked down at the keys in your hand. You were smiling so big your face was hurting. You closed your hand around the keys and clutched your hand to your chest. You laughed with happiness and felt a few warm tears escape your eyes. Most girls would have thought it was stupid if their boyfriend gave them something like a set of keys. They would think your reaction to receiving them was even more stupid. But you knew what this meant and just how important this transaction was. This set of keys was like a wedding ring times a million, and you weren’t ever going to forget this moment.

Poe Dameron for @the-ninth-drs-companion (tumblr)

It might as well be a suicide mission. Poe couldn’t remember the last time the Resistance was going to try something this risky. A solo mission on a foreign planet that was packed with First Order presence, not to mention the environmental dangers of the planet itself. General Organa had stressed the dangers of the mission for nearly 20 minutes. And, of course, as soon as she asked for volunteers your hand was the first, and only, hand that shot into the air. The excitement radiated off of you and you were tasked with the responsibility of seeing the mission done. Poe immediately went after you, walking in stride with you down the hall. “(y/n), are you insane? Have you lost your mind?” “Oh bah,” you said, waving him off. “It’ll be fine. It’s me,” you grinned. Poe sighed heavily. Your thirst for excitement was even worse than his. You lived for the rush of adrenaline, craving the way it made your heart race and the way it made your blood feel red hot. Poe loved your adventurous spirit but lately you had been pushing it, putting yourself in more and more dangerous situations just for the sake of the rush. “(y/n) stop. Look at me.” He grabbed your wrist, pulling you to a halt. “I don’t like this. You can’t.” “Someone has to do it. Why not me? It should be me. I’m the best ground soldier we have. That’s why me and you are so unstoppable. You in the air, me on the ground. The First Order doesn’t stand a chance.” You smiled brightly before leaning up and kissing his nose. “I leave first thing in the morning. And I expect to see you tonight to give me a proper farewell.” You winked at him suggestively before turning and walking off. “I just don’t want this to end badly for you,” he called out. You turned to face him but kept walking backwards. “Don’t worry, Dameron. I have no plans to die tomorrow.” You turned and continued down the hall, nearly skipping in excitement. Poe frowned, a cold heavy feeling entering his chest. “Yeah, none ever do.”