Star Wars Preferences and Imagines

62: Your Twenty One Pilots Song (All)

//I just love twenty one pilots okay. Also, on my other account, i have a few more chapters and the next chapter will be the 100th, so i kinda want to do something special, but i dont know when it will be up. my classes have been piling on homework since there are less than two months left of school (!!!!!) and i just want to get the shit out of the way, so I might be too tired and uninspired to update regularly. Im also hoping to get those one shots out of the way. Please request what you want the special chapter to be about (to marriage things because im not comfortable with it bc im not exactly a commitment type of person...but if a majority of you REALLY want a marriage chapter, i will do it).Anyways, this is just a quickie because i haven't updated in a week ***I would have published this earlier but at the time I was writing this, I stopped because my eyes were burning because i was and am sleep deprived :))))))) also this ended up taking a lot longer than i thought and ended up being a lot longer than i thought.....//

Finn: Car Radio

"There are things we can do

but from the things that work

there are only two

and from the two that we chose to do,

peace will win and fear will lose.

It is faith and there's sleep

We need to pick one please because

Faith is to be awake and

To be awake is for us to think

And for us to think is to be alive."

Finn always had trouble dealing with his past, even though it was not his fault that he grew up the way he did. He always seemed to feel responsible for things he could have prevented that were caused by the first order, even something such as Han's death, even if it was out of his control.

Poe: Ode To Sleep //the lyrics to this song are so beautiful//

"On the eve of a day that's forgotten and fake,
And the trees they await and clouds anticipate,
The start of a day when we put on our face,
A mask that portrays that we don't need grace,
On the eve of a day that is bigger than us,
But we open our eyes 'cause we're told that we must,
And the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead,
Desperately yelling there's something we need,
I'm not free, I asked forgiveness three times,
Same amount that I denied, I three-time mvp'ed this crime,
I'm afraid to tell you who I adore, won't tell you who I'm singing towards,
Metaphorically I'm a whore, and that's denial number four. "

Being in the position Poe was in, he felt that it was his duty to be strong. It was almost embedded into him, being a soldier, that being anything but strong was wrong and dangerous. Because of this, he was constantly doubting himself, thinking that he did not deserve the title of being the best pilot in the resistance. He felt guilty for being weak, for giving into his softer emotions. Every time he felt anything short of stone, he felt like he failed everyone. You could do little to help him, and all you could really do was reassure him that he was a great person and feeling weak wouldn't change that.

Rey: Oh Ms Believer (//His voice in this one is so fucking angelic oh my dear lord//)

"Oh ms believer,

My pretty sleeper,

You twisted mind is like snow on the road.

You shaking shoulders prove that its colder