#han solo rp

[stillsolo]

       ❝KID  ──  i’ve flown from one side of this galaxy to the other.  i’ve seen a lot of strange stuff, but i’ve never seen anything to make me believe there’s one all-powerful force controlling everything.  there’s NO mystical energy field that controls my destiny.  it’s all a lot of simple tricks and NONSENSE.❞

          indie, 18+, semi-sel , para / novella-preferred,            au / oc friendly, & heavily headcanon-developed.              han s. brought to life by vincent.   est. 2012.

[zeroosspam]

(i am 17) looking for a literate skysolo rp partner . i muse luke && rp on discord

[badxmotivator]

His Vision Returns | open to Han Solo

[inspired by this artwork]

Leia waited in the gangplank's doorway, waiting for Han to finish his goodbyes to Luke and come back inside. She covered her face with her sand blasted blanket at Chewie shook the sand off. She felt Lando's hand on her shoulder as he passed her, heading to the cockpit. Chewie followed him soon after.

The sooner they were off this rock, the better. Now perhaps she's have a matching bounty with Han on her head for exterminating Jabba. Or maybe the Hutts would see it as fair combat and simply leave it at that. Whoever took Jabba's place would really have her to thank for it. She hoped they would be an enffectual mobster to the people of Tattoonie. But perhaps an ally later on. She day dreamed for a moment before hearing Han come up the ramp.

She remembered what exactly she was wearing under her blanket. And Han's vision was coming back. She forced a smile, touching his face as he looked around his ship, then touched a pad on the wall to shut the ramp. He didn't seem to need much help getting to the lounge and sitting down and before he could say much to her, Leia kissed his dusty temple and made to leave him.

"I'll be right back," She promised, ignoring the urge to stay, she knows she should. She had risked so much to get him back. She could tell herself this stupid outfit didn't matter, that Jabba's attempts to humiliate her hadn't worked... But she didn't want Han seeing her in this way. And therefore Jabba's plan had worked after all.

She didn't realize when she bent next to Han, the blanket had caught on a rough edge of the chair, pulling it from her as she walked away. So much for sparing Han her indignity. She didn't want his pity, she didn't want to see that look on his face. She avoided his eyes, turning to gather the stuck blanket from his chair.

Just pretend it's nothing, she told herself. Tell him it was nothing.

[lessthantwelve]

Hello, I would love to see some muses out here on tumblr dot com....Luke Skywalker....Lando....Qi'ra...anyone from Scoundrels really....please help a sad old man find some friends. Han needs his besties.

[n0isetanks]

i feel like its mandatory for any skysolo artist to redraw this scene

[ussenterpeen]

WANTED: Rebels & Rogues

Seeking Star Wars canons for pan/multifandom RP, Denouement! Our existing cast includes Anakin, Barsen'thor, Din Djarin (and Grogu), Finn, Poe, Rey, Leia, Padme, and Kylo (on reserve), but we would love to see other prequel, original, sequel, or spinoff characters on the site to write with!

Stop by our Discord today! https://discord.gg/KxwWVRn7

[casp1an-sea]

What do I do when I’m swamped with RPs? Make more Rp blogs

I’m hind sight this was probably a bad idea

Hux RP blog:

Han Solo RP blog:

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@here-comes-the-moose @not-so-allegiant-general @silly-little-goober-core @dragonflies-draw-flame @tomatette @diabollicallyangelic

@theosb0rnway @xentari94 @sunshinechildskywalker @ravenwing0110

@thegeneralorder

[coffeeandbatboys]

Presenting my new RP blog project: The Rebellion is on Crack!

Current blogs are:

Leia:

@the-rebellions-only-braincell

Luke:

@gucci-boot-jedi

Han:

@one-lucky-scoundrel

R2-D2:

@ride2gether-die2gether

Ahsoka:

@snipster-tano

Obi-Wan:

@lonely-one-kenobi

Padmé:

@slay-queen-of-naboo

Commander Fox:

@the-corrie-horror

PLUS!! Common collaborators by @ambulance-mom

Omega:

@omega-fett99

Boba:

@youngfett

Anakin/Vader:

@fallen-skyguy

[raveszonee]

I will now be open to Star Wars Roleplay, The characters I'm willing to be is

Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader

Luke Skywalker

Kylo Ren

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Han Solo

Darth Maul

Din Djarin/The Mandalorian

Boba Fett

Keep in mind I am 18+ roleplay due to possible smut put into plot as well as violence, etc. Be an 18+ mun, I allow 18+ Muse as well as Au's. OC FRIENDLY!

[the-boy-king-aesthetics]

imsorry

[rouge-space-dad]

*breakdances*

Uhm… Nice dancin’ kid. *awkward thumbs up* Was there a reason for this?

[zeroosspam]

skysolo rp?

(i’m luke)

[starwarsrpgfinder]

hiii! i’m a 20 year old female, pronouns are she/her looking for 18+ star wars writers who would like roleplay with me! i’m a novella styled writer and i prefer to have NSFW themes in the roleplay alongside a partner who has a similar writing style as me. i love smut with or without plot! i am a oc x cc themed writer, and i have a list of original characters with different love interests. here’s my list:

anakin skywalker x oc

han solo x oc

luke skywalker x oc

kylo ren x oc

din djarin x oc

obviously the era will depend on who you prefer to write as and i would love to double up! if this interests you, please pm me here on tumblr or add my discord lvndrhaze thank you!

Pm on Tumblr or contact on Discord

[wearelondonhq]

(Lola) welcome to london, HAN SOLO! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like RICHARD MADDEN? well, no matter, we hear that you are 30 and working as a/an SMUGGLER. we also hear that you currently HAVE your memories from STAR WARS and have a tendency to be RESOURCEFUL as well as COCKY. (swapping for Lemon, his muse just died I'm sorry >.<)

— WELCOME TO LONDON, han solo! you look very familiar, do we know you from somewhere? anyways, take your time settling in because whether you want to or not, it looks like you’re going to be living here for awhile! // welcome lola, please be sure to follow our checklist here. welcome to the group! * lemon ( bullet train ) is now reopened for applications!

[dreammakcr]

muse ║ han solo fandom ║ star wars notes ║ can take place at any time

"I've got a bad feeling about this..."

[mayxthexforce]

All The Innocent Things That I Doubt || Han & Bail

Starter for @nieithryn

Han couldn't really blame the lady for what had happened.

She was drunk, and he learned a long time ago that drunk people do dumb things– Dewlanna taught him that and told him to not become like that. He'd promised her he wouldn't, and so he had convinced himself that he would never, EVER drink. But the girl– she saw him standing in the corner the whole time while they all had their fun and thought he looked thirsty. She meant well, but she didn't have water, so she'd asked him if he wanted to share her drink.

Han shook his head. She let it slide and went back to her fun. Shrike didn't. Like with everything else, he took Han's rejection personal.

"You think you're too good to drink with us, boy?"

His scalp burned from where Shrike gripped his hair, his esophagus burned all the way to his stomach as the whiskey was forced down his throat. Straight from the bottle. Then straight onto the floor when the mix of the awful taste and how much of the bottle's neck was being pushed into his mouth led to him throwing up.

The women could deal with a child in the room during their 'reunion', but said child throwing up? That ruined their mood really fast.

Shrike wasn't happy.

He'd paid for those women and he paid for the whiskey, and Han ruined both things for him. So, he had to pay for it. Han could still hear Dewlanna on the other side of the door, banging on it in response to His cries, begging for Shrike to stop, to let him go. But Shrike never cared to learn Shyriiwook– and even if he had, he didn't care about Han's pleas in basic, why would he care about Dewlanna's.

Eventually, it was Larrad who got Shrike to get off Han.

But Shrike wasn't done. He dragged Han out of the Trader's Luck, yelling at Dewlanna to get out of his way and sealing the ship after tossing Han out onto the streets.

Han was no stranger to sleeping in alleys. That is exactly how Shrike had found him in the first place, three years ago. He dragged himself —bruised, bloody, drunk, with stains on his clothes that he refused to acknowledge and sore, so sore— around the poorly illuminated maze of metal and neon that was Correlia, until he found an alley where the trash containers hadn't been emptied. He pulled a few big bags of trash out, and improvised himself a bed.

Daytime came not long after, but Han didn't move. The numbness of intoxication had been replaced by the head splitting pain and dizziness of a hangover. His first hangover, at nine years of age. The sun beat down on him and the noises of the streets felt like a droid was drilling into his skull, but he tried to sleep it off.

Nothing else he could do but try to sleep it all off.