#luke skywalker oneshot

[eveningserenityyy]

Loud | Oneshot

Rating: Explicit

Pairings: Luke Skywalker/reader

Word count: 1058

Summary: Your master is a hard man to not fall for, always so kind and patient with you- over the years had your feelings blossomed, and newfound fantasies weaved after catching him in a private moment…your thoughts are now dreadfully loud.

A/N: Did this for smutsgiving despite the fact I am not American(and this Drabble turned into a one shot so oops). enjoy :)

Distractions are not encouraged in your teachings, which makes the fact that he, your own master, being the distraction far more ironic.

As you walked along with him, his words drifting into a distant fog, did your hands become clammy and your breath all but taken. His honeyed words and sun-kissed features were scarred into every little crevice of your mind, taking residence that you were found guilty of never wishing to let go. A simple crush brought you something to look forward to each day, always so terribly happy to see your master.

He was so kind and patient with you after all these years, every touch of your skin shooting electric sparks through your veins. He was an addictive pleasure, thinking of him at all hours…foolishly distracted by the idea of being with your master.

Words were spoken but you paid them no mind, unable to forgo the stolen sight you had captured of him some nights ago; catching him in a moment so intimate with himself, his large yet delicate hands gripping himself hard and in a way so different from the patient man you knew so well. The whimpers and soft whines captured in your brain played over and over again, a symphony of desires you wanted nothing more than to be the reason for.

Every deep breath he took sent you spiralling, reminding you of that night when he had grunted and took heavy breaths of euphoria, essentially making every noise in the book. You have no idea if he saw, nor knew you were there, but you certainly would never forget it. He was so hot, making all those pretty noises when he touched himself- you’d never expected for him to be so loud, but maker did it turn you on.

You helplessly imagined the veins and ridges you’d seen, wondering if he would be as rough with you as he was with himself, or perhaps more gentle and attentive…you thought he would make a compassionate and considerate lover in all likelihood, looking after your every little need when you needed him most.

Fuck- you needed him most now. Your skin was on fire, clothes suddenly causing you to feel so hot as you wanted to rip them off to ease the building tensions. He was so thick, the cum leaking from his pink tip as his flushed cheeks pumped with blood and excitement at the prospect of touching himself like he had.

What had set him off? And was it so wrong to let curiosity get to you, to allow for your thoughts to drift into territory that consisted of him laying you on your back as he pumped his hard cock for you in preparation, brushing the tip through your slit as he praised you in the same way he always did when in class.

You imagined yourself begging for him to drift into the warmth you could provide, the sweetest noises falling from between his lips as your walls hugged him tighter the further he entered you. Could you make him feel good like that? could you be the reason that your calm and collected master turns into a pleasured mess of perfect bliss and desperate moans? He seemed so needy, and you knew you could help him feel so much better.

You felt the arousal pool below as you craved for him to thrust himself into you, every push and pull leading you closer to the edge of ecstasy itself, dragging his cock over your gushing walls as you cried for him; feeling the tender kisses placed anywhere he could possibly reach as he fucked you until you saw stars.

That perfect warmth and comfort of your bodies moving together, holding each other close as you whimpered into his neck, imagining his fingers brushing through your hair as he shook and moaned in your name…

All those breathless curses and whines you’d witnessed took control of your being, zoned out entirely as he was speaking with you. You couldn’t fight the idea of him ravishing your body, his hands and kisses and words so gentle whilst his thrusts were hard and deep as he made you take all he had to offer.

-But he was also so big, and that led you to imagine back to the beginning, if he would coo loving praises against your skin as you whimpered at his size. You could already hear his voice telling you how good you were doing, that you could do it- that you could take it like he knew his perfect angel could, going nice and slow for you as he talked you through it with such raw kindness and devotion.

“Padawan, have you heard anything I just said?” His firm yet kind voice snapped you out of your thoughts, cheeks most definitely red as embarrassment courses through you.

Here he was standing before you, meanwhile you had been mentally railed by him this whole time.

“Um…No, no- I did, master Luke.” You tried to hide it, but that was foolish to begin with, thinking you could ever pull that off when his eyes are gazing into your very soul.

“You’re lying, I can tell.” Not one shred of disappointment showed though, for a light smile tugged at his lips as he drifted closer to you.

Your hands were shaking as he stood directly in front of you, so close you were sure he may just hear your heart beating as a hand gently brushed a strand of hair from your cheek. You could feel his hand thus drift down, cradling your shaking hands in his own as he brought them to his lips, pressing the most gentle and comforting of kisses with the lips you had been craving to feel against your flesh.

His eyes sparked with an unreadable expression as he welcomed himself into your mind, placing his own images of which had your knees buckling before him. They continued to weave the thread of fantasies of which you had begun, his passion and needs far beyond anything you could have imagined…as well as the sight of you he’d had just hours before you caught him releasing the pressure you had been the very reason for, his gaze now bearing the weight of an insatiable hunger, smiling so knowingly. “Your thoughts are loud, my little one…”

#luke skywalker x reader #luke skywalker smut #Drabble #dirty thoughts are the theme besties #smutsgiving #oneshot

[straydogscollective04]

Luke stood in front of an old Clone Wars base. Something in the Force beckoned him closer.

"Hello?" Luke called, walking into the dark hanger. He could see old republic ships, in varying states of disrepair.

Something fell, Luke spun around to meet a blaster. His hands shot up.

"I'm sorry- I was searching for fuel-" it wasn't a lie, his X-wing was running low. Artoo hadn't shut up for the last couple of lightyears.

The stranger didn't listen. They were too busy staring.

"Who are you?" they asked, scarily calm.

"My name is Luke, what's yours?" Luke answered, he disliked being on this side of a blaster.

His captor seemed to keep staring, "Ahsoka. Why are you here? Don't you know the fuel here would not be usable?"

Luke nearly facepalmed, "Blast- I didn't think of that-"

Ahsoka seemed to find that funny, as they seemed to laugh a bit.

"I should have some fuel for you, Luke. My friends and I have been stockpiling for quite a while, so we have planty to share. But first, I must ask if you are a threat." Ahsoka seemed slightly paranoid.

"I swear I am not a threat. I just need fuel, my droid won't stop yelling at me," Luke chuckled. Ahsoka found that funny, funny enough to put the blaster down.

Ahsoka lit a flashlight, aiming it down. Luke could finally identify what species he was facing.

"You're a- a togruta? Weren't you all-" Luke stammered.

"Wiped out after the Clone War? Almost. I'm one of few left." Ahsoka smiled, sadness blooming from her Force presence. Wait.

"Hold on. Are you-"

"Force sensitive? Yes, it took you a while to realize. Who trained you?" Ahsoka tilted her head.

"At first, a little, Ben. Then Yoda. Since then, it's been me." Luke frowned, his father had wanted to train him, but given that his father was recovering from being a Sith-

"Ben? I am unfamiliar with him. What's his last name?" Ahsoka asked.

"Kenobi. What's your last name?" Luke asked.

"Ah, you were partially trained by Obi-wan, I see. I was trained by Obi-wan's apprentice. My last name is Tano. And yours, Luke? You remind me of my old master."

"My name is Luke Skywalker. Who was your master?" Luke asked. Ahsoka started to walk, beckoning him to follow.

"Why, my master was your father. Anakin Skywalker." Ahsoka held open a door. Behind it was warm light and the sound of laughter.

Luke stepped through the door, and in front of him was a group of older men in old clone armor. They paused, looking at him.

"Commander?" one said, standing slowly.

Ahsoka came in behind Luke, "Rex, this is Luke Skywalker. Anakin's son. Luke, meet what's left of the 501st battalion, served the Clone War under the command of Anakin Skywalker, Obi-wan Kenobi, and Ahsoka Tano."

#this is a oneshot #ahsoka tano #luke skywalker #anakin skywalker #star wars #obi wan kenobi #ahsoka meets luke

[materassassino]

Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy, The Mandalorian (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker, Din Djarin & Grogu | Baby Yoda & Luke Skywalker Characters: Luke Skywalker, Din Djarin, Grogu | Baby Yoda, Kuiil (Star Wars), Leia Organa, R2-D2 (Star Wars), Han Solo, Migs Mayfeld, Lando Calrissian, Chewbacca (Star Wars), Moff Gideon (Star Wars), Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Hiding, Fake Marriage, Domestic Fluff, Introspection, Religious Guilt, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, set right after endor (we're squishing the timeline), luke is 23 din is 32/33?, how old is din we just don't know, POV Alternating Summary:

Luke Skywalker runs headfirst into a battle on Nevarro, helping out a Mandalorian and his Force-sensitive child. Whether they like it or not, they're stuck with each other, and hide out in a tiny fishing village on a backwater planet, until the coast is clear, posing as a new family.

What could possibly go wrong?

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I FORGOT TO LINK THIS HERE ARGH I'M SO STUPID

#star wars #dinluke #the mandalorian #din djarin #luke skywalker #grogu #pixie writes #i'm really happy with this one #mainly because it's the longest oneshot i've ever written #and i wrote it in an mad feverish rush in 4 days but it still turned out pretty good

[strxwberrymoonstar]

omg i would love if you wrote something for han solo where they’re arguing and he accidentally confesses his feelings for her

omg yes please!

this is definitely around the time of a new hope/empire strikes back xoxo

not proof read btw! so sorry for mistakes x

word count: 768

the sudden bolt from the empire ship catches everyone on board the millennium falcon off guard. Han and chewie stir in their seats, eyes glancing around the ship, whilst yourself, r2d2 and c3po are sent flying around the cockpit.

"Oh what are we to do?" C3po says, his robotic voice mixing in with the blasters of the ship firing as he throws his hands up to try to cover his eyes.

"Just can your tin will ya'" Han yells, flipping switches and buttons around the control centre, trying to angle the blasters to hit the tie fighter that follows. Big bursts of air flood from one of the pipes in the cockpit access corridor, the sound piercing everyone's ears.

Chewbacca swirls his chair around, shoving r2d2 out of the way so he can go fix the other problem. Han aggressively shouts, slamming more buttons on the centre. You slide yourself in in front of the terrified golden robot and into the captains seat, looking at Han waiting for his next reaction.

"I can help! Let me help!" You yell, watching as the tie fighter does rings around the ship. "I am not letting a girl, let alone YOU, fly my ship!" Han states, letting his words out with a poisonous tone. Your mouth falls open in shock, eyebrows creasing as your eyes fill with fury.

The beige colour of the planet that shone before you enters your vision as the ship maneuvers through towers of boulders. Before you could mouth any type of redemption, the both of you are sent flying sidewards, the disregard of the chairs seatbelt causes your body to fall into the lap of his as he turns the falcon sideways.

"Not now sweetheart, i'm trying to fly!"

You roll your eyes dramatically, watching as the ships falls into one of the dark, circle shaped tunnels to hide in. Han softly lands the ship behind a small spot of rocks, trying to blend in. You held your breath as you watch the Tie Fighter zoom past the ship and out the other end of the planet.

"Oh princess, if you wanted to get closer to me all you had to do was ask," the teasing tone of Han's breaks the silence. You let out a scoff as you push yourself out of his lap and back into the other chair. You look up at him and notice the smirk that's begging to be slapped off of his face.

"You're just begging for me to slap you," You say through gritted teeth. "Maybe I would like that princess," He replies.

"Of course you would, and I would guess you like the chase of almost killing us all?" You question, eyes widening and crossing your arms over your chest. Han slowly starts to stand up and you follow subconsciously, the tension rising throughout the room.

"I saved us!" Han shouts, fingers pointed towards his own chest. "You nearly killed us!” You shout back, taking a step towards him. "I would never put you in that amount of danger!" the vein on his forehead starts to pulse slightly.

His calloused hands roughly grab your shoulders, slightly shaking you with the sheer amount of force he used as he makes you stare into his eyes. Your faces are mere centimetres apart, staggered breaths leaving both of your mouths.

"I would never put you in that amount of danger, princess" he says again, this time softer. The parts around his eyes soften as he rubs his hands down your shoulders to your arms and back up again.

Shambles of words fall out of your mouth as you search his eyes for the truth. Han looks down again and then back up. He shoves his lips onto yours roughly, bringing your body closer to his as he deepens the kiss.

His hand places itself on the middle of your back, subtly pulling yourself closing to him, while his other hand gently caresses the side of your face. His actions, soft and gentle, contrasted greatly at his earlier actions of pushing you around. You both pull away, Han still keeping his large hand on your face.

“If you just wanted a kiss, all you had to do was ask,” You say, rolling your eyes before walking out of the cockpit to go and help the rest of the crew.

A smirk finds it’s way crawling up Hans face before he wipes it off with the palm of his hand, dragging it down his face. He shakes his head before following you.

#han solo x reader #han solo #star wars #star wars imagines #harrison ford #starwars oneshots #star wars fluff #princess leia #luke skywalker #original trilogy #leia organa #lando calrissian

[lapseinrecs]

How To Reinvent The Stormtrooper Armor To Make Your Surrogate Father Proud And Shut The Naysayers Up For Fun And Profit

By Jackdaw_Kraai @jackdaw-kraai

On Archive of Our Own

Status: Complete; Oneshot; 20,651 words; 1st part of Civil Wars, Whistleblower Tactics, Schematic Drafting, And The Finer Points Of Sith Adoption: The Essential How-To Guide For The Engineering Jedi series

Summary: This is an AU of loosingletters' The Background Noise Of Defiance verse. Instead of Luke inadvertently revealing to his anonymous holonet friend that his last name is Skywalker, thus revealing himself as the son of said holonet friend (yes, Darth Vader has a Space Twitter), he keeps mum and instead takes on Vader's job offer, becoming the new Head Engineer aboard the Executor, alias, the Lady. While he's thrilled to be there, thriving on getting to improve the lackluster hardware that gets shunted onto the rank-and-file of the Empire and building up a rapport with the mysterious Sith Lord who is fast becoming the father figure he never had, not everyone aboard is as happy about the young engineer shaking up the previously well-cemented hierarchy of the Lady. But ask Luke and Vader if they care. All Piett knows is that this is gonna be one hell of a headache and way above his paygrade. At least he gets to see his boss be put in his place by a teenage engineer and Lord Vader himself.

My thoughts: Can get a little cheesy, but it’s so good. 10/10. They’re having a good family time without knowing they’re family.

#anakin skywalker #luke skywalker #Star Wars #firmus piett #maximilian veers #my favorites #complete #oneshot #pre og3 #series

[oreolesbian]

thinking about the literal bridal carry rescue meet cute of lukelando again 🤧🙏🏼🤭

#they’re so much to me ahhhhhhhh #lukelando #just cackling imagining a half conscious luke asking lando if he’s an angel after he’s rescued #(yes a la phantom menace) #luke skywalker #lando calrissian #luke has a thing for older moustached men we know this #wait lowkey i want to write a oneshot of this from two povs 👀 #maybe i will #sw #skyrissian

[valeriansunset]

The Training Facility

Luke Skywalker x Ezra Bridger

SUMMARY: Luke Skywalker has never been good at making friends. Until he meets Ezra Bridger.

WORD COUNT: 1.07k

Luke swung his padawan braid behind him, still getting used to the odd feeling of the tail-like braid against his neck. Today was finally the day that his parents let him and his sister take the next step in force training. Not that Anakin needed as much convincing then Padme, forever concerned about the well-being of her reckless children - and husband. In Luke’s defence, Leia was more the type to go ahead and do something rash, but his sister had the impressive ability to manage to drag Luke into trouble.

Speaking of Leia, she was striving ahead, ready to meet up with her new Master and the twin's toygrota Aunt, Ahsoka Tano, for her first taste of training. Ahsoka was the perfect master for Leia, both similar in personality and lightsaber formations. The council was wary, at first, of having people close to the twins become their mentors. The idea that the Jedi were now allowed to have attachments - healthy attachments - was still new, only changing once Luke’s father managed to get the upper hand on the hidden Sith Lord, Palpatine, and revealed his secret relationship with Luke’s mother, Senator Padme Amidala. However, the council eventually caved, not allowing Anakin to train his children but the two Jedi closest to him. Aunt Ahsoka and Uncle Obi-Wan. The latter decided to take things slower with Luke than Ahsoka is with Leia, tasking him with the difficulty of getting to know the other Padawans in the order.

It’s not that Luke didn’t necessarily know the other Jedi his age. He often prefered to spend his time in the library or fixing droids with his father or shadowing his mother as newly-elected Chancellor. It was much easier than making new friends for himself - most people he knew were through his sister, always the opposite. Thus here he was, in the midst of the training room. No library, no father, no mother, no master, no sister to help him break the ice.

Fifteen years old and absolutely no socialising skills. Luke was sure that Jedi needed to know how to talk to the general public during missions.

Luckily for Luke, he didn’t have to make much of an effort. The slow buzz of the safety-first training lightsabers provided a nice amount of background noise that Luke didn't have to zone in on any particular conversation. Luke settled on watching a battle between two Padawans he was sure he vaguely recognized.

The fight didn’t last long, one of the two boys clearly had the upper hand, his blueberry-like hair matching those from the planet Lothal. Luke remembered a trip there he had taken with his mother a few years ago - a diplomatic mission that the council had approved the twins to go on. A learning experience, as Padme so kindly put it. Luke was lucky his mother was so skilled at debate.

The boy had a green lightsaber, the same colour as Luke’s own weapon. He used a skilled strategy to gain the upper hand, tripping the other boy over, lightsaber discarded. Luke couldn’t help but wonder which Jedi Knight was this Padawan’s master. If anyone, Luke assumed they would be friends with Luke’s father - the strategy displayed seemed like something that would appeal to Anakin Skywalker. It was especially similar to Luke and Leia’s secret sessions with him - yet another secret from the council, of course.

‘’Like what you see?’’

Luke looked up, startled at being interrupted from his thoughts. It was the boy with the blueberry hair, who sat facing him. A small smirk was building on his face.

‘’I was only trying to figure out where I’ve seen that fighting style before. I can’t place it’’ Luke replied, trying not to make eye contact. He almost wished he spent more time around his peers. He couldn’t imagine Leia ever slipping up on a face. She had this uncanny ability to remember obscure details about people. However annoying it seemed to Luke over the years, it felt very useful now.

‘’Probably from my master. Caleb Dume.’’ The boy said, spinning his deactivated lightsaber around his fingers and tossing it in the air. Luke was glad for something to focus on other than the boys piercing eyes. ‘’I know you.’’

‘’Everyone seems to, unfortunately’’. Being the son of the famed star-crossed lovers of the republic came with a lot of unprecedented recognition. It’s not that Luke hated it, but it always seemed to be the case that a lot more people knew Luke than Luke knew them. He was always afraid of accidentally forgetting the name of some senator who knew his mother and making a fool of himself. ‘’Caleb Dume? I know him, he is friends with my Aunt- well, my sister's master, Ahsoka Tano. You know, that makes a lot of sense. I think I remember Leia mentioning you, you're-’

‘Ezra Bridger’

‘‘Right.’’ Luke didn’t think he should mention that Leia had once gone on a rant to him about Ezra’s fighting style - ‘unpredictable and absolutely no formation’. Luke also didn’t think he should tell Ezra that he had defended him to his sister - ‘But isn’t that a smart move, enemies can pick up the Jedi moves. Somehow, Luke didn’t think that was a good conversation starter.

‘’Your sister? Leia Skywalker right?’’ Ezra continued. ‘’How come I never see you around? I almost thought Leia was completely making up this twin brother of hers.’’

Luke smiled at the idea of Leia telling stories about her and Luke. Hopefully, it’ll make it easier to bridge the gap between himself and the other kids here.

‘’I guess I don’t get out too much.’’ Luke chuckled. ‘’I am not very good at making friends without Leia around.’’

Ezra raised his eyebrows, standing up with another spin of his lightsaber. ‘’Oh really, what do you think just happened? Come on, lets duel.’’ He held out his hand expectantly.

Luke frowned. That was… surprisingly easy? Ezra seemed to easy going, ready to talk to anyone. It was almost comical, the way he was the exact opposite of Luke. Then, the feeling of relief washed over him. Luke could tell Uncle Obi-Wan all about this encounter. His careful Uncle may let him take further steps in his training now. Well, what was even better than pleasing Obi-Wan was having someone to talk to in the training room. Luke may even end up enjoying going down to the recreational Padawan areas.

Luke took Ezra’s hand.

#skybridger #luke skywalker #ezra bridger #oneshot #skybridger oneshot

[missjadesfics]

Din Djarin

Poe Dameron

Anakin Skywalker

Obi Wan Kenobi

Cassian Andor

Luke Skywalker

Boba Fett

Cobb Vanth

Coming soon

None yet

#star wars #the mandalorian #smut #fluff #oneshots #headcanons #imagines #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #din djarin #poe dameron #cassian andor #cobb vanth #boba fett #luke skywalker

[d-a-n-n-y-y]

Y'know that i post a headcannon where reader's art of luke seeing it? This how pretty much how reader's drawing style like this (but dw it can be any style of art what you wanna imagined)

(And yes its from miles morales art sketchbook and his style is cool after all? He draws other people like..)

I could imagine reader drawing little doodles and drawing others like leia,han, and other crew c-3po,rd2 and grogu even some other people like the mandalorian(din djarin),boba fett whatever you just like drawing cool people

Art by damian Fernandez gomez (dfg.art on Insta)

#idk maybe I'll probably make a oneshot of this of the original trilogy and the prequels? #luke skywalker x reader #star wars x reader #sw x reader #din djarin x reader #boba fett x reader #star wars headcannons #:3 #star wars x y/n #star wars x you #star wars fluff

[heaven-s-black-box]

Stony Beach- Skywalker Family

Return to File

Recovery date: July 16th, 2022

Description: In which Anakin never became Vader and the Skywalker's go to a beach with no sand (of course).

Notes: An entry from my 2022 research project into the universe of Star Wars. You can find the next entry here.

Word count: 681

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“Carefull, the rocks could be sharp!” Anakin called as Luke and Leia wobbled across the beach.

The Skywalker family was taking a small vacation on a nice little planet full of rocky beaches. Perfect, in Anakin’s opinion, because it let the twins go to a beach without him having to deal with sand. There were many things Anakin would compromise for his twins, but right now sand was not one of them.

Padme would join them later, having to finish up some peace talks with the seperatist aligned government on behalf of the republic. It was rocky, but the separatists and republic had found common ground in being manipulated by the sith.

But she would join them soon and had promised to bring lunch.

“Dad! Dad! Look at this cool rock,” Leia grinned, running back up the beach, waving the rock in the air.

Luke was hunched over by the edge of the water, poking around in the shallows, while Leia stopped halfway to pick up another rock. One in each hand, she stuck them both as close to Anakin’s face as possible.

He bent down, crouching in front of her and letting her point out things she noticed.

“It looks all glittery, and this one is two colors. Can I give them to mommy?”

“I think she’ll love them,” he smiled, ruffling her hair.

“Ah!” Luke wailed.

Anakin jumped up, Luke didn’t yell often, and found his son cradling his hand and running towards him.

“There-”he sniffled, trying not to cry, “there was a thing, and-and it had pincers, and it pinched me!”

Sighing in relief, Anakin picked Luke up and gently took his hand. He turned it over a few times, checking for broken skin, and only found slight irritation.

“Well, I don’t see any blood, let’s get some ice from the cooler, okay?”

Luke nodded, wiping at his face with his other hand, as Leia reached up on her toes to pat his back.

Awkwardly, Anakin crouched down and opened the cooler. As he picked and wrapped an ice cube in one of Padme’s handkerchiefs, Leia snagged two juice bottles and handed one to Luke. Anakin put the ice on Luke’s finger while he chewed on his straw, and Leia went back down the beach. 

“Leia, don’t go poking the animals, okay?”

“Okay!”

“You want to stay here for a bit or go back to playing?” He asked, kissing Luke’s temple.

“I’m gonna go play with Leia,” he mumbled, hopping down from Anakin’s knee and running back to his sister.

He sighed.

“They never stop moving, do they?” He asked, looking back over his shoulder at Padme as she poked out from behind a rock.

She smiled, holding up a small basket.

“Like someone else I know.” Padme handed him the basket and took a seat beside him, resting her head on his shoulder as they watched the twins stand in the tide. “This is nice.”

“It is.”

He smiled, kissing the top of her head and watching Leia try and splash Luke with water.

“Do you think, if we hadn’t had the twins, you would’ve stayed?”

“With the temple?”

“Mhm.”

“No, Obi-Wan was right, I’m too emotional.”

“Ani…”

“I don’t think it’s a bad thing, it’s helped me before. It kept me fighting, drove me to be better and never give up on my friends. But then I almost gave in, to Palpatine and the dark side, all because I wanted to save you and the twins.” 

He sighed. This was a conversation they needed to have, but he wasn’t used to being able to be open. 

“The council was willing to look past that, they offered to help you.”

“They have their own problems, no one trusts the jedi after their role in the clone wars, they didn’t need the added weight of this. Besides, it’s not the jedi way.”

He opened his mouth to say something else, when Luke and Leia spotted Padme and ran over.

“Let’s finish this later,” he whispered, as Padme sat up and opened her arms to catch the twins.

#researcher s's recovery #s's 2022 recovery project #star wars #anidala #anakin skywalker #padme amidala #luke skywalker #leia organa #fluff #angst #oneshot #sw oneshot

[walkawaytall]

“So, these Force spirits, we can communicate with them?”

Luke nodded solemnly. “When the Force allows it.”

“Right, so are they physical? Like, if I wanted to give Obi-Wan Kenobi a hug considering he apparently saved my life on three separate occasions, would that work? Would he feel it?”

Luke stared at his sister quizzically. “I’m…not sure.”

“We should test it out. Is he around? Can you see him?”

Luke continued to stare at Leia, and Han joined in. He wasn’t sure what was going through her head, but he doubted it had anything to do with hugging dead hermits.

“I haven’t seen them since last night,” Luke finally said.

“Can you summon them? Ask them to show themselves?”

Han cleared his throat softly. “Sweetheart, I don’t know if—“

Leia turned and looked at him, her expression far more serene than he anticipated. “Shh. It’s fine, Han. I just want to see if I can punch a ghost in the face.”

-----Tell Your Sister-----

#excerpt #fanfic excerpt #fanfiction excerpt #star wars fanfiction #star wars oneshot #original trilogy #leia organa fanfic #han solo fanfic #luke skywalker fanfic #hanleia fanfic #anakin skywalker is the worst #ao3 writer #my fic

[eveningserenityyy]

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I don't formally take requests, but feel free to send any ideas/thoughts to me!

- I will be posting more already on AO3 here soon. ★ = Smut

Luke:

Loud | Oneshot ★

Sleep Headcanons/thoughts

Home for The Holidays | Oneshot ★

In Sickness and In Health | OneShot

More coming!

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His Apology | Oneshot ★

More coming!

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[little-pink-demon00]

The Little Moments Matter 

Luke Skywalker X Reader

fluff

Warnings ( none )

Italics = Y/N's Thoughts

If you were to tell Y/N that she would be helping her boyfriend, Luke Skywalker, save the galaxy from the evil Darth Vader, flying the galaxy with a Wookie and an ego filled pilot, saving a princess, and watching her her boyfriend blow up an entire starbase in the span of 6 days she would of told you that you were crazy.  How could a simple farm girl from the Planet to Tatooine be a part of saving the entire Galaxy. But it's all true, this past week has been the most stressful week of her life, but it also was the most fun and elilerating week of her life. 

Now she was laying under her X-wing fighter tinkering with the engine after the massive rebel fight. She was so focused on the X-wing that she didn’t hear R2 entering the hangar. It wasn’t until the droid repetaly bumped into her leg that she even noticed he was there. Rolling from under the X-wing she sat up looking at the blue and white droid. “Hey,hey you can stop doing that, you have my attention” she said while wiping some grease from her face. The droid started talking but so fast that Y/N couldn't translate what R2D2 was trying to say. 

“Ok R2 you need to slow down i can't understand you.” Y/N said while placing a hand on R2. Before the droid repeated himself another droid entered the hanger. 

“R2D2! You can't just run off like that! Master Luke told us to get Mistress Y/N together!” the droid said while hushing in. 

“3PO what is going on? Why does Luke need me? Is he ok?” Y/N rushed out now getting worried about her boyfriend. 

“Oh heavens no! Master Luke just wants to see you in the gardens. He is completely fine. If you could follow us we will lead you to Master Luke” C-3PO said while walking to the exit. 

Y/N got ip and dusted her hand off while following the droids. What on earth is Luke planning this time? She thought while walking down the corridor to the gardens. You see Luke has always been a little bit of a hopeless romantic even back on Tatooine. He would always think of new ways to spend time with Y/N and how to make the next date batter that the last.

When the trio made it to the garden Y/N was met with the most beautiful sight ever. There was a picnic blanket on the grass with several fruits and sweets laid out on it, there were lights hanging from trees and the sun was just setting leaving a pink and purple sky. In the middle of all this is Luke Skywalker himself standing with a shit eating grin. “ Oh My God, Luke you didn't have to do all of this!” Y/N said while taking in the scenery. 

“Well I wanted to, it's not all the time that you have your first year anniversary” Luke said while walking towards Y/N. 

Anniversary? What anniversary? … OH MY GOD I forgot our anniversary! Y/N thought while staring at Luke. “Oh Luke, I completely forgot about our anniversary.” Y/N said while looking at the ground not wanting to face Luke. “It's just been so stressful lately with the rebellion that it completely slipped my mind.” Y/N just felt so bad about what happened. 

“Oh baby, it's ok. I'm not mad, I completely understand. I'll be lying if i said that i didn't forget your anniversary too.” he said with a chukkel. He wrapped his arms around her and laid a kiss on her forehead. “Now let's sit and enjoy this wonderful array of food that I totally didn’t like from Laya’s secret stash.” 

The two sat together for the rest of the night just enjoying the night with each other and just enjoying their anniversary. 

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Do yall have anyone you'd like a series or one-shot for? I'm taking suggestions! :D

I'm also willing to expand outside of star wars, but that is what I tend to focus on!

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P.S. Fuck Off

Han Solo x Reader

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Fandom: Star Wars

Summary: Y/N's one of the logistics-focused members of the Rebellion, a job no less important than any of the fighter pilots in the long term. They've gotten to know Han pretty well in the brief time that he's been around, so when Han leaves a resignation note intended for high command on their desk, they exercise their best judgement and don't pass it along, luckily for both of them.

Word Count: 1,479

Category: Humor, Fluff, maybe some minor angst if you squint?

Putting work into an AI program without permission is illegal. You do not have my permission. Do not do it.

I sighed as I sat down at my cramped desk in one of the many makeshift offices of the Rebellion. We were about to fly a last-ditch mission to try to blow up the Death Star, and still, I had to do paperwork. If we succeed, like we're planning and hoping to, then the papers still need to be in order. Just because Leia and my other colleagues were right didn't mean I had to like it.

I braced myself for all the supply reports I was about to try to organize, but stopped short when I saw a messy handwritten letter sitting on top of everything else. I picked it up and scanned to the bottom for a name, and found none other than Han Solo's signature at the top of a long P.S.

I sighed and shook my head, then went back to the top of the letter and started reading.

I don't know how the hell people usually do this, but consider it my official resignation from this stupid Rebellion.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. Han was nothing if not dramatic.

I came here to get paid, not risk my neck for some impossible ideals I don't even believe in. I got my money, so now I'm getting the hell out. Good luck to all of you idiots, especially the kid.

Han

There was a big ink dot at the end of the "n" in Han's name, like he'd left the pen there and paused for a long time. I chuckled to myself as I read on.

P.S., I don't even know how I got dragged into this fool's cause in the first place. Bunch of idealistic idiots, that's all you are. And you're just gonna get yourselves killed. For what? For nothing. I wish I'd never gotten roped into any of this bantha shit. Half of you were probably expecting me to put something sappy in this, like "may the Force be with you", since you're flying against the Death Star. Well I'm NOT. You'd all be better off if you had more survival instincts and knew better than to go up against that thing. It's a suicide mission. You need all the help you can get.

The last letter and period quickly trailed off, like he'd forced himself to drag his hand away from the paper. Then, written in tiny print at the very bottom of the page:

P.P.S. Fuck off, all of you. And don't die.

I laughed to myself as I tucked the letter into a drawer of my desk. Han had been wrestling with his morals and realizing he still had them after all since he'd gotten here, and it had been truly adorable. I got the feeling this was all part of his process. He'd be back to help us, whether he knew it or not.

I spent the next hour scanning through as many documents as I could, getting an idea of everything we might need to know before our fighters made contact with the Death Star. Once I finished, I hustled to the control room, where Leia and I would monitor the mission with the rest of the top brass.

"Y/N. Anything we need to know?" asked General Dodonna. I shook my head.

"Nothing at all, General."

He nodded, then turned back to the screens in front of him as I took my spot next to Leia. We watched with bated breath as our fighters approached the Death Star, and then their attack run began.

I barely breathed for the entire duration of the attack. We lost some very good people, but by some miracle, Luke managed to take down the Death Star with a one-in-a-million shot. Han, as I'd expected, swooped in to save the day at the last possible moment. Hearing their victorious cheers over the radios made my heart soar, and I rushed to the hanger with everyone else at the base to welcome our heroes home.

The celebrations spilled into the hallway as the whole Rebellion converged on each other. I laughed, completely caught up in the joy of the crowd. I stumbled down a mostly-empty hallway, trying to get my head on straight again. We didn't have a whole lot of time to spare. The Empire knew where we were now, which meant we had to move, ASAP. Our success in destroying the Death Star would buy us some time, but not much.

I was also one of the key people involved in moving everything from one place to another, which meant I had to come back down to Earth a little sooner than everyone else.

Still, the smile didn't leave my face as I started heading down the hallway and away from the celebrations. I'd drink champagne the whole way to our new location, but until the last ship left the ground, I needed to be focused.

"Hey."

I turned around at the sound of an unusually-cheerful Han. He took a few stumbling steps towards me, a delirious grin on his face. I couldn't help smiling back at him as he approached.

"Hey there, flyboy. You look like you're feeling pretty happy to be back."

"I'm alive, so I guess I'd have to say yes."

"Oh no, don't give me that," I said with a grin as Han finally reached me. He stared at me with his hands on his hips, trying to play the cool guy, but this time he was not succeeding. "You could've gone almost anywhere in the galaxy and been alive. But you came back here."

Han sighed and ran a hand through his hair, a crooked grin still on his face as he looked at the floor. I smiled fondly, and when Han looked up, I didn't try to wipe the look off my face. He chuckled.

"So what, now that we all almost died you're not trying to hide it when you stare at me?"

I shrugged. "What can I say? Almost dying gives you perspective."

Han's eyes met mine again, and still, I didn't look away. The goofy smile slowly fell from his face as I took another step towards him, completely closing the distance between us and then leaning in. Slowly, Han wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me tightly to him, then tangled the other in my hair. I swear my heart stopped dead as our lips finally met.

The kiss was soft, way softer than I ever thought it'd be with Han, let alone after a near-death experience like that. I loved every second of it though, and when we finally broke apart, I couldn't keep the dreamy smile off my face.

"I'm not gonna lie... I've been waiting a while to do that," laughed Han. He still held me close to him, and I hummed as I ran a hand through his hair.

"Well, as long as you're planning on sticking around, you'll be able to do it a lot more often."

Han grinned, then leaned in for another kiss. He broke away after a minute though and a gave me a sheepish look.

"I guess I'd better go talk to high command about taking back that resignation letter, huh?"

"Oh, come on, Han. Whether or not you want to admit it, I know you pretty well now. I never turned it in to them."

"...Really?"

"Yeah, really. I knew you'd be back."

"I didn't know I'd be back."

I just shrugged. "You probably did deep down, but that doesn't matter. I knew."

He laughed, wrapping his arm around me a little tighter. I leaned into him, laughing as he nuzzled into my neck and kissed me.

"Han, I have work to do."

"Work? Damn, I knew you were crazy, but not that bad."

"I'm serious. We have to get the hell out of here now that the Empire knows where we are."

Han sighed, then loosened his grip on me and straightened up. He fixed me with a look, and I raised my eyebrows while I waited for whatever he wanted to say.

"So, this whole... moving... thing... Need any help?"

"Really?"

Han sighed. "Yeah, why not? If I'm in I might as well be all the way in. As long as you don't give anybody that resignation note."

"I'm framing it and putting it on my wall."

Han rolled his eyes as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I chuckled, and we started wandering down the hallway towards my desk. We had a lot of work to tackle, but with Han by my side, it didn't seem quite so daunting.

If we could find a way to take down the Death Star, I knew we'd be able to handle anything else that came our way.

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