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remus: is… is that meant to be on fire?

y/n: probably not

remus: are you going to do something bout it?

y/n: ...

y/n: probably not

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This Autumn, let something die.

A worry, a relationship, a project that has run its course. Let go of anxiety over the future. Let go of guilt.

Let go of other people’s dreams for you. Let go of the fear that happiness or success or love or joyousness somehow isn’t for you.

Let go of feeling unwanted. Go outside, can you feel how deeply your presence is craved here?

Let go of the small and burdensome things. Gifts never opened. Keys without a lock. Broken earrings, old love letters, the ephemera on your fridge.

As David Whyte writes, “Anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you.” This Autumn, let go of all the clothes you have outgrown.

Let go of comparison.

Let go of doubt.

Let go of the feeling that you are somehow not good enough.

Because every imperfect apple that lays soft in your hands, and every ray of low Autumn sunlight that warms you through woolens will tell you a different story, a much truer story. The story that you are more, much more, than enough. That you bless this world simply by being alive.

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I doodled some emojis ✌

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More crack comic because I can’t be serious 😂

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MWAHAHAHAHAHA

It is TIME!

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For your enjoyment: the full jynzandtonic character LNC x Dom/sub alignments 😹

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The Lies

Sherlock (BBC) x F! Reader

Part 2 of The Truth

Summary: The reader has been lying to herself but one person knows the truth about her.

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: none (?)

a/n: sorta requested? but i actually liked to put this part 2 out so here y'all go. i'm sorry if my writing format is different, i'll try to stick to one (if i can)

THIRD POV

Y/n woke up early today, looking outside with the sun shining bright, inviting her to go and look further outside.

Lies.

She woke up around lunchtime and the sun is behind the clouds, hiding further and further. Making her stay in bed, hugging her pillow.

Mrs. Hudson came by and knocked on her door, doing it from time to time to check on her.

Lies.

Mrs. Hudson knocks about 12 times in a row every 20 minutes. She just replies with a reassuring tone that she’s alright.

Lies.

She’s not alright. Not even near to alright.

She confessed her feelings to Sherlock last night, and it made her feel embarrassed. She didn’t look back nor she faced or waited for a response. She feels stupid.

“You should’ve looked back. You should’ve faced him.” She said to herself reaching out to her phone and saw a lot of notifications.

20 missed calls, 10 unread messages from Mr. Oblivious.

5 unread messages from Lestrade

2 missed calls and an unread message from Mr. Blabbermouth

3 unread messages from Molly

And an unread message from Sherlock.

She read the message from Lestrade first, most of it was him asking if she’ll be going to work. If she’s alright and stuff. Typical Lestrade, always looking out for her.

After reading it, she opened Molly’s messages, asking her where is she because Sherlock said he needs someone to help him with a few files he needs access to.

“Oh please, ask his brother, he’s the one better at this.” She rolled her eyes and finally sat up, reading the other messages from John.

-Mr. Oblivious

Are you awake?

We’re leaving, are you okay?

We’ve been knocking for almost 20 bloody minutes.

If you don’t reply, I will not hesitate to tear down this door.

Fine, just tell one of us if you’ll be going to work today.

It’s already 9 am and you aren’t here. Are you alright?

It’s a somewhat rare phenomenon but, Sherlock is worried. He kept looking at the door every 5 minutes, then it became 3 until he just stared at the door.

What happened last night? I’m not as a great detective as Sherlock, but I know it has something to do when I went to bed early. Did you and Sherlock fight?

That made her feel sorry. She’s being dramatic and here’s her friend, worrying about her and Sherlock. She continued reading the rest of the messages until the last one made her feel bad.

Whatever you are going through, tell me. If it is about the kidnapping or your friendship with Sherlock, we can talk about it. I’m here for you. We’re here for you.

She sighed heavily and tried to hold back tears. She stared at the picture of them celebrating her birthday. Sherlock looks so emotionless but his eyes are somewhat twinkling with amusement while staring at his best friends. John was trying to get out of reach while she’s laughing at his icing-smeared face. It was her first-ever birthday party having them to celebrate it with.

It was so peaceful hearing light drops of rain on her window and her remembering the night she felt happy. Until a message notification popped out of nowhere. Wiping some of the tears that rolled down her cheek.

-Mr. Blabbermouth

I hope you’re doing fine, Y/n. If you are okay with it, the car will be there when you’re ready.

She scratched her head in annoyance. But replied anyways.

I’ll be out in 40 minutes.

She stood up and got her clothes ready. Hopped in the shower, dried her hair, dressed, and left her flat. She got out and saw Sherlock’s flat door closed, knowing he and John are out there somewhere solving crimes or something. She sighed and went down the stairs.

She saw the usual black car and hopped in. Seeing no Mycroft inside, she loose up. The car left the street and just drove quietly.

“Where are we going, ma’am?” She looked at the driver confused. She usually asks the question but this time it reciprocated.

“Uhm, what did Mycroft say to you?” “He just told me to drive to your street and go wherever you wish, ma’am.” “Oh, let’s go to the British Museum if that’s okay?” he nodded and took a turn towards the direction of the museum.

I just want to walk around and clear up my mind. I hope I do clear up my mind.

*Time Skip*

2 hours have passed and I’m still here in the museum, walking around by myself. The driver said he needs to go back to the office for a while and will come back for me once I call him. I exited the museum and stood still on the steps.

Seeing people come in and out of the museum and others passing by. Others are meeting up in front of the café with their friends. Slowly descending the steps, she took out her phone and was going to contact the driver. She hesitated and just hid her phone again.

Exiting the gates, she took a turn and just continued walking until she got a cab. She told him where she’s heading and took them for almost an hour. The sun was almost setting when she reached the spot she loves so much.

The London Eye. Yeah, Big Ben is just a ride away, but the big wheel gives her comfort, especially the way she’s surrounded by the trees. A few people are also there to sit and chat with their friends but she’s just there by herself, enjoying the peace.

Letting the street lights takeover and the moon’s light hitting the waters, she felt like she doesn’t want to leave there. Like she wants to stay there forever. But she can’t. She stayed for a few more before standing up and started walking. There weren’t a lot of cabs on where she is, but she hopes she gets one.

A car is behind her and she knows who it is, she stopped and the person got out and went up to her.

“You were supposed to call me or the driver if you were leaving you know.” “I didn’t want to bother anyone. I’m capable of taking care of myself.” She replied harshly and Mycroft huffed in annoyance.

“Get in, I’m bringing you back home.” She didn’t say anything and went in the car. Mycroft followed suit. Hearing the car door shut, the driver went on and the silence inside the car disturbed her.

“I know what you want to say.” Mycroft looked at her and she continued, “I should be careful especially that my family was a target. I should be mindful of every place I go to. I should keep a clear mind when I make decisions.” She paused and looked at him.

“But Mycroft, I cannot be careful. My job consists of threats, fights, and danger. I cannot control where I usually go, that’s where I am meant to be. I cannot always keep a clear mind because I am scared.” She said and her thoughts kept saying,

“Lies.” The car halted and she noticed she’s already on Baker Street. She got out Mycroft followed. She was about to enter but a hand grabbed her arm.

“I know you are lying, how? Because I spent years memorising your every move and mannerisms.” He lets her arm go.

“I know you cannot be careful, because of Sherlock’s job, I know you cannot control where you go because of Sherlock's effect on you, and I know you cannot keep a clear mind because Sherlock has clouded your judgement.” She tried to defend herself but Mycroft wasn’t finished.

“Sherlock’s job allowed you to do what you love. Sherlock’s effect on you made you wander around until you got your favourite spot. Sherlock clouds your judgement because he distracts you from everything that stresses you out.” He said and she stood there, waiting for more, but instead of Mycroft turning around and entering the car.

He hugged her, really hugged her.

“Go tell him that you love him because you’re lying to yourself that you just like him.” He pulled away and entered the car. It drove away and she looked at the door. Opening it, she saw Mrs. Hudson descending the stairs carrying her tray.

“Thank goodness your home, Sherlock has been—” she couldn’t wait ‘til Mrs. Hudson is finished with her sentence. She ran up the stairs and she saw him. The person she considers to be her friend, best friend, crush, but deep down, she knows she loves him.

She just stood there, like she was glued to the ground. Never taking her sight off at the beautiful man a few feet away from her. She knows that he’s blessed with intelligence, but damn, his looks are the jackpot prize.

Sherlock turned around, documents on both of his hands, and raised his head. Seeing the Y/h/c haired girl looking at him with those beautiful Y/e/c orbs. He just stared at her also, trying not to scare her away. But his feet had a mind of their own, he started walking towards her. She started walking too until they met in the middle.

“Hi, I’m sorry I wasn’t able to help you all day or went to work, I—" she was interrupted by Sherlock’s soft lips against hers. She stood there in shock, but then shut her eyes and kissed back.

They pulled apart and he looked at her a small smile forming on his lips. She copied the smile and he leaned in to whisper something to her.

“I heard you like me, but you lied. You love me.” He looked back at her and leaned in again,

“I love you too.” He said planting a kiss on her cheek and he can’t help planting one on her lips again.

#bbc sherlock #john watson #sherlock benedict cumberbatch #sherlock holmes #benedict cumberbatch #sherlock bbc #sherlock #sherlock holmes fluff #sherlock holmes x reader #sherlock holmes smut

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Obi-Wan: Hello there 😏

Sexualizing old men isn't cool or sexy, it's disgusting. You're out here wanting to fuck men old enough to be your dads 🤮

#star wars #obi wan

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Murmurs While You Sleep

Fandom: Star Wars

Pairing: Hux x Reader

Summary: Hux is experiencing a night of insomnia. But no matter, he has you to keep him occupied.

A/N: fluffy hux stuff.

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It was another sleepless night for Hux. He had too much on his mind. His mind was going a thousand miles a minute as he paced his quarters. The destruction of Starkiller Base, the need to obliterate the Resistance, the pressure from Supreme Leader, you…

Hux stopped his pacing at the front of his bed. There laid you, sound asleep. So peaceful. So content. So beautiful. His escape. Yes, you were Hux’s escape.

When things became too overwhelming and stressful, you were there to ease his worries. You did so much for him. He didn’t deserve you, but you loved him nonetheless.

Hux sighed as he went to his side of the bed and slipped underneathe the covers. You automatically move and attach yourself onto him. Your arm wraps around his stomach and you rest your head on his chest.

Hux kisses your head and you give off a small hum only audible to his ears.

His own arms wrapped around you. His rubs soft, circles on your back as he begins to murmur words.

“You know, I often feel as though I’ll never be good enough. That I’ll never achieve my dreams. But when I’m with you, I feel enough. I feel loved.” He knows you probably can’t even hear him, you’re too deep in sleep, but he continues, “I wish I could give you more time. Maker knows you deserve better. Yet here you are. You still remain by my side and I’m forever grateful.

"I honestly don’t know what I would do without you. You…You’re everything to me. Because of this, I want to give you the whole galaxy. You deserve the entire galaxy to fall at your feet.

"Throughout my life, I’ve made many mistakes. But I wouldn’t trade them for anything, because I believe they all brought me to you. My angel. My savior. My light in the dark. You show me patience. You show me mercy. You show me love. And because of this, I’m willing to go through hell to ensure our future together will be a glorious one.”

Hux pressed many kisses on your head and face causing you to stir from your sleep, “Tij?” You mumble.

“I’m sorry, I woke you.” He murmured.

You reach up and stroke his face. He keaned into your touch and then kissed your hand. You still look worried, “What’s wrong?”

“Just a lot on my mind.”

You sat up on the bed and looked at him, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Hux shook his head as he pulled you back down onto him, “Not right now. I just want to hold you.”

You settled back onto his chest, “Alright. Wake me if you need anything.”

“Of course, love.” Hux stayed silent as he awaited your breathing to even out. Once it did, he mumbled into the silence, “I completely adore you, Y/N. And I can’t wait for the galaxy to be ours.”

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Attention - General Hux x Reader

Request: Hux x reader where the reader is hux assistant. She is friends with an officer, or someone else that works on the ship, but they look extremely like hux and he gets kinda jealous and confronts the reader

Notes: Hooray! the Hux void has begun to be filled, I hope you enjoy some oh so lovely Hux jealousy 

Word count: 1900

Warnings: none

As you walked swiftly towards General Hux’s office, datapad under your arm, take-out caf in one hand and the General’s schedule in the other, your mind began to drift over the tasks ahead of you. Today, you had multiple shipment forms, ally reports and weapon check documents to fill out and send on to the General for his approval, as well as ordering the schedule for the same superior for the following day. You also had countless Stormtrooper and Officer assessments to go over, and you inwardly groaned at the mere thought of all the paperwork. Inspection day was never fun.

Regardless of this, you enjoyed your job, and wouldn’t wish for anything to be different. Since becoming the personal assistant to General Hux, life had changed drastically. You now got far less sleep and far less time to socialise, regularly staying up past regulation work hours to help the General finish anything and everything that needed doing. This, you reasoned, meant that the overworked General could get more sleep, rather than exhausting himself and taking out said exhaustion on innocent workers.

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Where it’s Safe

Armitage Hux x Female reader

Soulmate AU

Warnings: Smut and angst

Summary: Soulmate AU about Hux and female reader.

A/n: So I felt super excited about finally having an idea for a fic about Hux! Been wanting to write something about him for a while now! :)

The raid on this village didn’t require General Hux’s supervision, but he felt that his presence was necessary to ensure that it was successful.

His stormtroopers marched through, while the citizens fled in every direction. Hux hated being surrounded by such chaos, the sooner it was all over the better. The general stopped in mid-stride when he felt a sharp pull on his arm.

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Beating Around the Bush - L.S.

Pairings: Luke Skywalker x reader

Warnings: maybe some cursing but other than that, Just fluff :-)

Summary: Luke meets a daring, charismatic pilot leader he just can’t get out of his head. 

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Hi 👋

I was wondering if you had time to do a one shot with ANH era Luke and reader going on a fluffy/soft date on Tatooine and then going to his house to cuddle?

Thank you so much.

Also I can't wait to see how your blog grows and I wish you the best of luck. 💞

Hi!! 👋🏻My first Star Wars requests yey! Thank you :)) Okay I did this a bit before Luke found R2 and the plot of the movie bc well...his house burned and I was a bit confused how to proceed, hopefully I did it well. Feedback is appreciated! Hope you like it and have a great day/night! ♡

Sand isn't romantic (Luke Skywalker x reader)

Warnings/Tags: None.

"Sometimes I wish I could fly outta here" Your boyfriend, Luke, said casually. It wasn't the first time you heard him complain, he really did want to leave Tatooine and go explore the galaxy, but sometimes destiny has other ideas.

"You will, one day, " You gave him a small kiss on the cheek.

This was your second date together since you two began dating. It's still a bit awkward sometimes, especially with trying to make the whole thing not-so-awkward. But, you were glad he was your "chosen one". You found it adorable, still, how Luke liked to held your hand most of the time that he probably didn't even do it consciously.

"Where are you taking me? Can't you give me Just a clue?" Luke asked, his hand above yours while you covered his eyes. It was suppose to be a surprise, since you despise the local bars, you decided to make your own special place for a proper date.

"Be patient and you'll find out in due time." Feet moving through the sand, you finally saw the opening of the small home you made with ship parts you'd found here and there. It was supposed to be cosy, and you did try your best to decorate it.

"Is it a ship? An abandoned ship?"

"What?" You almost took your hands out of his eyes, in surprise, "How did- I mean, shush." You could feel his smile, even if you didn't see it.

Just a few more steps, and you finally allowed Luke to look around. At first, he looked confused, then he saw the little "house" and chuckled slightly. It was big enough for two people to relax under it, safe from the harsh suns, and it even had a blanket so you didn't have to sit on the cold metal floor (which had, occasionally, sand here and there). It was easily to spot it was a old ship, forgotten here after years, and it probably took hours or days to try to transform it into some sort of house.

"You did this by yourself?" Luke asked and took your hand in his, guiding you inside the house. "It's lovely."

"Thank you, " You smiled and swiftly took a seat, patting the ground next to you. "I'm sorry it's not that comfortable."

"Well..." Luke watched the sand slip through his fingers, "Sand isn't romantic but..." He turned his face to you, "At least we can finally have some alone time."

It's not that you and Luke never had alone time, you did actually, and it was spent stargazing or making plans of the future. You both shared the dream to become pilots, and you were sure as hell that you were gonna fight to get out of this forsaken planet.

But, with his uncle and aunt, and the locals of the bars or other places you two used to go, it was never just you & Luke. Something always gets in the way and eventually ruins it.

Just like your first date together.

"Do you remember it?" You asked, laying your head against his shoulder.

"Our first date?" He asked while tracing circles around your hand, once more. It was funny how your minds connected, how you always finished each others sentences.

"It was a complete disaster, remember?"

First, Luke accidentally spilled his drink on you, then some guys began to fight so you two had to run out of there before it involved you as well. To make everything worse, you almost got caught by sand people. Thankfully, it all ended well and you got to see Luke's small ships collection! (You prefer to call them toys, because that's what they are, but he gets all flustered about it). So, you had been thinking of building this place for a long time.

"Remind me to never drink around you again." Luke replied with a laugh, his cheeks getting a soft ton of pink.

"Okay, okay, wait, I also got us some...ah.." You looked around quickly, twice, before realizing what you'd done. You forgot the food and drinks. Back home. You were so excited that you literally forgot the second most big important thing. "Nothing, apparently."

Your boyfriend tilted his head a bit, clearly not understanding what you meant.

"I'm so sorry, I completely forgot about the food and drinks. That's also why I put the blanket. I was so- damn." Scratching your head, you refused to meet his eyes, way too embarassed for it.

"Hey, hey, " Luke lifted your chin up and gave you a comforting smile, "I have you and that's all I need right now."

"Oh."

Maybe handwrite everything on your hand.

By the time Luke decided to go home, it was already getting night. The sun finally decided to retire for the day, as you both also did. Maybe it wasn't that bad of a date, (just try not to forget anything next time!) you got to play around the ship like two little kids. Seriously, you and Luke pretend to be pilots and enemies. Running around the house and its outside like there was no responsabilities out there, waiting for you two.

It ended with Luke catching up to you and making you fall into the sand.

He apologized with a kiss.

Now time to head home!

Luke's bedroom was...interesting enough. It suited his vibe of a young want-to-be pilot. Plus, his bed is amazing for hugs, or maybe he's just that good of a hugger. No, really, his hugs are the best in the galaxy. Everytime you felt sad, he was there for you. Arms open no matter how much time you needed.

He was, truly, a very special boy. You're glad you met him.

"Are you sure it's fine by your uncle and aunt? I don't want to bother." You innocently said, but you knew his family loved you. Still, you were often way too polite.

"I'm not gonna let you go home during the night." Luke replied simply and direct. You found it a bit adorable how protective he was of you, he hated the thought of something happening to you.

"C'mere, " You opened your arms to him, giving a big hug and kissing the tip of his nose with a small chuckle.

Happy to say the night ended with you falling asleep in each others arms after playing with his beautiful blonde hair, like always. In the dead of night, a bit under the stars per say, and just you and him. You wish it could stay like that forever.

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hey could i request a luke x reader where after a mission he just embraces the reader in a long hug? i feel like luke gives the best hugs 🥺

The Best Hugs

Pairing: Luke Skywalker x reader

Fandom: Star Wars

Warnings: FLUFF, cuteness, soft!Luke

Word Count: 568

A/N: Hello lovely!! I know this is really short, but it's basically pure, sweet, tooth-rooting fluff! I really hope you enjoy this and that it's what you wanted. If you'd like something longer, let me know! Btw, I agree, I think Luke would give some of the best hugs!! Thank you for the request and the support, I appreciate it very much! Feedback is ALWAYS welcome and appreciated!!!

Summary: Luke returns after a long mission and you don't want to let go.

(gif not mine!)

It had been 24 days, 24 long, excruciating days. You'd kept count every time Luke was away on a mission, and this was by far the longest you hadn't seen him before. You weren't exactly official... though you'd both told each other that you loved once another, and you definitely weren't shy to making out and pleasing each other. You simply chose to not put a term on it. You lived in a rebellion, for crying out loud! Each day you were putting your lives on the line with no guarantee of tomorrow, and besides that, you and Luke were private about everything.

You stood impatiently, bouncing on your feet as a few pilots and mechanics also stood around with the commanding officials. They smiled at you, knowing you'd missed Luke like crazy. They all knew you were best friends and that you'd grown up together. Despite Luke and your best efforts to keep everything private, everyone suspected the two of you were together or would get together eventually.

It was only a few minutes longer of waiting before Luke's X-Wing was landing on the tarmac. You leaped happily, taking off running the moment his plane fully shut off. Luke, who was currently scrambling as quick as he could to get out of his X-Wing, seemed to be feeling the same way as you did. The moment Luke was on the ground, he was bolting towards you the both of you slamming into each other with a yelp of glee.

His arms wrapped around your waist tightly, holding you firmly to his chest as he spun you around. You laughed. Your own arms were wrapped tightly around his neck as he nuzzled his head into your neck. His warmth was almost overwhelming, surrounding you in a cozy, safe feeling, a feeling of finally being home again. His hugs always felt like that, warm and comforting. 

You never felt safer than in Luke's arms. Because for just a second, everything disappeared. There was no empire to fight, no Darth Vader, no Emperor Palpatine. It was just you and Luke. 

He squeezed his arms tighter for a split second before returning you to the ground. Though he didn't let go. He held onto you, swaying you gently as he relished in the feeling of you finally in his arms again. He held you secure, not too tight, and definitely not loose. He wanted you in his arms and he made that clear.

You pulled back at the same time, both of you smiling like little kids on Life-Day. Before you could even register what was happening, Luke was pulling you back against him, crashing his lips onto yours. Your reaction was immediate as you melted into the kiss, kissing him back as multiple people cheered you two on. 

Once more, you pulled back, this time both of you flushed, your cheeks rosy, "I missed you so much."

You giggled softly at Luke, "Yea, sure seems like it," Immediately he pouted, pulling you back into him and nuzzling his head back into its spot in your neck, "'M just teasing you. You know I missed you just as much."

"You better have," Luke smiled into your neck, squeezing you tighter for a second, "I've been saving all these hugs for you."

"Good!" You laughed, your head resting on his shoulder, "You give the best hugs."

"Really, the best hugs?"

"The best!"

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Hi! Can I request some Luke x padawan!reader fluff? Reader has a hard time falling asleep after a day of training, so Luke comes into her quarters to help her? Like, they try various things like meditation, etc. before ultimately just sitting in bed and falling asleep together? Thank you!

Tuckered Out

Summary: Y/N is Leia’s apprentice and is dating Luke. Her boyfriend comforts her when she has a hard time falling asleep after a tough day of training.

Authors Note: Thanks for requesting!

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“Han, are Leia and Y/N still training?” Luke asked, his features scrunched up in confusion as he walked up to his good friend and practically brother-in-law, Han Solo. His girlfriend was his sister’s apprentice and he hadn’t gotten to talk to Y/N today before she left for training, so he didn’t know how long they were training that day.

Han shook his head, pausing his conversation with Chewie. “I passed by Leia a couple minutes ago, they should be done,” he answered.

Luke thought for a moment and then nodded. Where could Y/N be? It was late at night already and he had checked her room - she wasn’t there - and had checked his room to see if she had came into cuddle. She also wasn’t there.

“Thanks,” the blonde muttered, giving Chewie a polite nod before walking off, racking his brain for possible places she could be at.

After a couple minutes he decided to just search the compound and, after a couple rounds, went to check her quarters again. The Jedi’s shoulders slumped with relief when he spotted his girlfriend lounging on her bed, for he had started to get just a little bit worried. 

“Hey, where were you? I came by your quarters about fifteen minutes ago and you weren’t here,” he asked as he knocked on the door to alert her of his presence while walking in. His tone wasn’t one of accusation or anger, more of compassion and curiosity. 

Y/N remove her faraway stare at the wall where she was daydreaming to her watching her boyfriend sit down on her bed. Immediately - and almost instinctively - she rested her feet in Luke’s lap. 

“I’m really tired from the training today, Leia was brutal, but I couldn't fall asleep so I went out for a walk,” she mumbled, laying back against her pillows, feeling defeated. 

Luke frowned slightly. “Can’t fall asleep now, either?” He guessed, and Y/N nodded. 

He sighed, carefully moving her feet off his lap and standing up, gesturing for her to move over before laying down on the bed next to her. “I’ll get Leia to go a little easier on you,” he said while Y/N leaned her head on his shoulder. He knew she could handle herself but wasn’t fond of his girlfriend being exhausted as a result. 

Y/N chuckled, grabbing his hand. “It’s fine, Luke. Besides, it’s good for me,” she said.

They sat in silence for a couple minutes before Luke got an idea. “How about counting stars to help you fall asleep? Close your eyes, picture stars, count ‘em!” He suggested, smiling.

Because he was so happy Y/N decided to humor him, although she was skeptical, and closed her eyes. After almost ten minutes of Luke patiently watching her try to sleep, she opened her eyes, sighing. “It’s not working,” she muttered.

Luke bit his lip. “Mediation?” He said.

This sounded more likely so they tried it but again, it didn’t work. Finally, the two just laid in bed, silent and enjoying each other’s presence.

After a little bit, Luke began humming the tune of a song his aunt used to sing to him. When he was done, he glanced over at Y/N, and smiled widely when he saw that she was asleep.

God, she looked adorable! His heart warmed at the sight and he pressed a small, short kiss to her forehead; barely refraining from cooing when she smiled in her sleep.

He leaned his head against hers and continued humming to himself until he, too, fell asleep.

In the morning, when Leia came to get Y/N for training, she found her friend and brother cuddled up. It was the cutest sight she ever saw and she decided to just let them sleep in, smiling to herself as she left to tell Hans of the sight she witnessed.

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