#Star wars Luke

[laurenillustrated]

Empire Strikes Back Luke >>>

[amarcia]

He too, was a star, and the light that shone from him was the Force

✨🌙 ART LOG -> @404ama

I read Shadows of Mindor and I really liked Luke's musings on the Force in the book so I had to draw something. Other doodle under the cut:

[thesassypadawan]

Balance (Burnt Darth Vader x FemRebelReader x Jedi Luke)

Summary: You’re not sure how you found yourself in this situation.  Captured and held hostage by the infamous sith lord.  Forced to engage in certain acts over and over…in front of the one you care for the most.  No matter how humiliating…erotic it can be.

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), because all the lovely smut.  Maskless dark daddy, choking, marking up, p in v smex, misuse of the force, slight voyeurism, suggestion of a threesome, hint of anal…Vader’s big, scarred dick and Luke’s cute, big dick.

Notes: Happy Sithtember all you, lovelies! ❤️🖤

- Walls flutter weakly around the scarred length that slides in and out of your spent pussy…  Pathetic whimper falls from your lips as his teeth graze your neck; biting hard, marking you further… 

- “Are you going to tell him who made these?”  He mutters against your skin, gravelly voice sending a shiver through your exhausted body.  “Who has crippled you for days?”  Tongue dragging across your skin, saliva coating and covering.  “Or shall I?”

- Gloved fingers wrap around your arm and your eyes widen.  Watching helplessly at the way they inch ever closer to your comlink.  “No…please, no!  I beg you; please, do-”

- The button lights up, flashes….  Red, blue, green…

- In a desperate attempt to silence yourself, you sink your nails into your palm; the sting distracting, keeping you centered. However, in that same moment, his pace turns brutal.�� Bouncing you on his cock; pounding away at, bruising that spot deep inside you.  Forcing a wild moan to fly out…  “V-vader!”

- Whole body tenses; ears strain to hear something, anything.  Only silence, static fill the air; until…  “Angel?!  Is that you?!  Are you alright?!”   

- Cruel sneer forms on his mangled face, golden orbs gleaming with malice.  Clearly enjoying the way you go ridged in his hold.  “She is doing fine, jedi.  Or rather…”  Hands squeeze your plush bottom firmly; phantom presence presses down, pinches your swollen clit.  Another high-pitched cry escapes you.  “…quite pleased.”

- Feeling the heat creep up the back of your neck, you unwillingly press into him.  Hoping to hide your embarrassment, your shame from the flickering image of Luke.  “What have you done to her?!  If you hurt her, I swear-”

- “Hurt? I have not done anything to your precious angel that she did not enjoy or want,” he chuckles darkly.  Fingers trail up to your throat; surrounding, gripping just hard enough to have you gasping.  Tears pricking at your waterlines.  “Is that not correct…hatari?”

- Writhing, you feebly try to fight off the invisible digits as they furiously circle your nub.  “N-no…no…”  Fight off yet another impending orgasm that threatens to take over, consume you. “Don’t lis-listen to him, I-”

- Your words are ended short by his grasp; tightening, air supply slowly being cut off.  Head growing hazy; thoughts blurring, your predicament seeming to fade away.  “You cannot deny it…”

- Hips buck savagely, your bottom slaps his thighs harshly.  The sound echoing off the stone walls, mixing with your pathetic mewls.  “Your mind betrays you, tells me your desires…”

- Eyes lock with his, a spark of pleasure runs down your spine.  You find yourself being drawn to, leaning closer; lips hovering over his pale ones.  “Let me in…” 

- Vaguely you’re aware of Luke calling out for you in the background, pleading for you…for him?  But the voice that brushes at the edge of your consciousness is louder, more enticing.  ‘I promise to make you experience things you have only dared to dream of…make all of your fantasies a reality.’

- Perhaps it was the lack of oxygen, of certain abilities.  “Y-yes…”  Perhaps it was that somewhere, deep inside your soul you knew his words rang true.  “Yes…y-yes…”

- Lips crash together, a groan rumbles in his chest.  Hand slides from your neck to your ass; smacking it, globe jiggling. “Surrender yourself to me…”  While pulling you impossibly closer; clit grinding into his belt, nipples scraping against his control box.  Pushing you dangerously close to the edge, to system shattering bliss.  “To…”

- Slamming hard one last time; cock twitching, gummy walls fluttering.  Spurts of his hot cum pumping, filling you once more.  To the brim, to the point of overflowing…poor cunt struggling to take it all.

- As you spasm, clench around him again.  Nails scratching, breaking off on his armor.  Tears flowing freely…the few remnants of your sanity dissolved by the sound of your euphoric squeals, obliterated with the frantic jerks of your hips.

- Crackling static, silence; until…

- Second fat tip presses at, wedges itself between your cheeks; smears cum across, prepares your puckered hole…  Another pair of hands come to rest on, grip your soft handles…  Two sets of lips ghost, nip the shell of your ear; kiss down the unmarred side of your neck…  One muttering…  “To us, angel.  Surrender yourself to us.”

- With a low growl both Vader and Luke sink their teeth into your sensitive flesh…thrust into you.  Marking you, making you their own.  Somehow, in their strange way, balancing you with their light and darkness.

Tag List: @espinathena-17, @myheartwillgoon2022, @laylaplease, @loverforoldermen, @anakinsbbgirl, @t03soup, @decaffeinatedunicorn, @avescorner-blog, @vaderswifey, @jediavengers

[lex-the-flex]

Cosmic Veins

Luke Skywalker x reader

Summary: Rekindling after an unfortunate assignment, Luke devotes himself as the wonderful man that he is to strengthen your relationship, and fulfills only a fraction of his destiny.

Word Count: 2.5k

Warning(s): MEGA FLUFF, the reader and Luke just being in love, all the feelings; (both good & bad), mentions of amnesia, the reader + Luke being slightly insecure about the future, just two Jedi in their prime, Luke being a dutiful Jedi Master, the duo discovering their love languages, 18 + – PURE SMUT, loss of virginity (reader), oral f! receiving, body + skin appreciation, and unprotected sex. (wrap it before you tap it, kids)

A/N: It’s about time that I wrote for Luke! It’s been a hot minute and I love this man so much. 18+ FIC, MINORS DNI!! Thank you to @dailydragon08 for the AMAZING lines to kick off the smut. You're an absolute god! Feedback is always appreciated and enjoy!

Salt and lavender lingered through the air whilst the calming sounds of Naboo’s endless waves turn your room into the private sanctuary it was meant to be. The sun threatens to peek over the horizon of the still ocean while you stir in your sleep beneath the fresh silk bedding. Turning your head into the layers of plush pillows, your brows scrunch at the visions behind your eyes. Jolting awake, you gasped for air, praying that the dreams would soon end. 

The conflict finally subsided in the past, but the wounds remain on your heart. Luke had returned from the Dark Side, from the vile control of an evil presence that you never got to meet. Unfortunately, when Leia couldn’t find it in herself to fight her own brother, her twin, you were put on the chopping block. 

And it nearly cost your life. You were thrown into a coma for two months, but the worst part: you suffered from a miniscule moment of amnesia. You couldn’t remember anything about Luke Skywalker or your friends. Luckily they refused to give up and you recovered in time with the Rebellion by your side. Once you did, Leia immediately prompted a change of scenery for you and Luke. The two of you needed to get away from everything to heal. 

Removing your hand from your chest, you ran it along the empty side of the bed where you expected Luke to be. But he wasn’t. He refused to sleep in the same bed as you, in fear of hurting you, so he took to the marble floor. Gazing over to his usual spot on the floor by the changing screen, the makeshift bedding was messy, and he was gone. Twirling the engagement band around your ring finger, you fixate on the pale amethyst encased in silver within the dim light, and you remember why Luke gave it to you in the first place.

Wiping your face, you spotted your dark ebony robes neatly folded on the desk, and the room’s scents kickstarted the day. So with a heavy sigh, you quietly got dressed, and your faithful handmaid, Winter, brought you breakfast and to announce that Luke promptly requested to see you on the beach. You could feel that something was different in the air; he had good news to share, and a smile finally filled your lips for the first time in a long time. Descending the stone steps of the courtyard to the beach, you finished your early breakfast and discarded the pear’s core amongst the flower bushes where it would be finished by the sparrows momentarily. 

Rounding the corner, you spotted Luke amongst the dawn as your boots crunched the pebbled sand below. Noticing that he was deep in a meditative state, you quietly kept your distance, not wanting to disturb him. Glancing back towards the staircase, you thought about leaving for a second, but your feet remained planted.

“No, don’t go. You’re as strong as the waves, Y/N.” 

Inching closer to Luke, a large smile overtakes his lips, and he closes his arms around you. Feeling yourself let go in his embrace, his warmth was comforting as if it was something you were missing. Basking in your company, Luke kisses your forehead. 

“Everything alright? You’re trembling.” He asks, running his hands up and down your arms. 

“I’m fine, Luke. I just couldn’t sleep, that’s all.” You reply, gazing into his blue eyes. 

“Are your dreams still bothering you?” He asks. 

Raising his hand to your temple, Luke silently begins to peer into your mind, ready to discover what’s troubling you. But you take his gloved hand in yours instead. 

Rubbing your knuckles, he quietly understands that your nightmares are at their end, as is the shared exile. 

“They’re not the worst thing I’ve dealt with. Trust me.” You smirk. 

Chuckling at your response, Luke shields his eyes at the sight of the morning sun starting to peer out from under the waves. Basking in your company, Luke clasps his hands around your shoulders and a burst of excitement fills his face. 

“So, I have a small surprise for us, Y/N. Before my security team arrived, my Commander told me that he discovered something just off the coast.” Luke explains, leading you further down the beach. 

“A surprise sounds lovely, Luke. Besides, it gives us a chance to evade the power hungry Senators and staff for once.” You laugh at Luke’s proposition. 

Following Luke towards the end of the beach, the various oak trees start to blend with the damp sand and pebbles. Reaching the beginning of Naboo’s uncharted woods, the sight of a few broken rock walls line the shore before descending into the water. Taking in the new beauty of the planet’s nature, Luke playfully covers your eyes, careful not to spoil the surprise. 

“Are you ready? We’re here.” He teases. 

“Yes! The suspense is killing me, Luke! What is it?” You ask, trying to break his fingers apart. 

Removing his hands, you’re suddenly greeted with the view of an old and abandoned stone tower jutting out from the water. Surrounded by a ring of ferns and moss, the tower perfectly camouflages in the rest of the planet's green fauna. 

Your jaw nearly hits the floor at this awesome sight. Sure you and Luke had discovered many old ruins in the past, but nothing compared to this. 

“It’s an old lookout tower. Long before the Clone Wars, Naboo’s trading system used to operate on its soldiers living in lookout towers. Commander Uphsur said that this is only one of two remaining. I've already taken a look at the other one, but there’s something special about this tower. Like it’s calling to me.” Luke confidently explains. 

Refusing to believe him, you shoot him a nasty look. 

“Did you just make that up?” You question, crossing your arms together. 

“Yeah, I just made that up.” Luke nods, admitting his defeat. 

Nudging his elbow, you both smile at his joke. 

“Alright, Master Jedi, how are we getting across? We could jump.” You advise. 

Climbing to the top of a small boulder, Luke offers his hand and you join him, getting a better view of the tower. Then, without thinking, he dives into the cold water and resurfaces with a gasp for fresh air. 

“Luke, what are you doing? You’ll catch a cold!” You shout, hesitant about jumping in. 

“Come on, the water’s only a little chilly! Let’s enjoy the ocean while we can!” He emphasizes, wiping his wet hair from his face. 

With a deep breath, you launch yourself from the boulder and jump into the salty water below. Whining at the freezing water, the sound of Luke’s laughter fills the nature sanctuary. 

“Oh, you liar! You actually thought swimming during the spring would be a good idea?!” You shout, frantically swimming towards Luke. 

“I had to get you to join me somehow.” Luke replies at his victory. 

Splashing a wave in Luke’s direction, he uses the Force to block the water before meeting up at the base of the tower. 

“Now that’s cheating! How dare you block my shot!” You say, making your way to the tower. 

“Don’t doubt my abilities, Y/N! Besides, we all could use some fun in our lives.” Luke answers, extending his hand down to you. 

Joining your palm around Luke’s, he pulls you from the stream, satisfied with his trick. Shaking your drenched robes, you scoff at the foggy weather. Opening the old door, Luke rams his shoulder, cracking the weather wood in the process. Wandering inside the tower, the blinding light of the morning sun shines on the light grey stone flooring. 

Squinting inside, the once lived in tower remains empty with nothing inside. Squeezing your braid, you try to get as much of the water out as you make a circle around the room’s interior. Scrunching your brows, you take in the emptiness of this place, wondering as to why Luke brought you here. 

“There’s nothing in here. Why are we here, Luke?” You ask, unlatching your heavy cloak from your shoulders. 

Standing above the remnants of an destroyed tiny desk, Luke wipes off his dusty gloves. 

“Can’t I spend some time with my fiancée before we return to Ossus? That’s all I want right now.” Luke replies, with his back to you. 

“Luke, why are we here?” You ask again with a more serious tone, determined to get an answer. 

Turning to face you, Luke steps toward you, stopping to look you in the eye. 

“I couldn’t have the Senators and the others in the Palace eavesdrop. I already feel like a foreigner in my mother’s domain and you know I’m right. The truth is, I’m scared, Y/N. I’m terrified of what the future will bring …especially after I hurt you. I nearly killed you with my own hands and I wasn’t myself.” Luke’s shaking voice makes tears fill your eyes. 

A lump rises in the back of your throat whilst Luke bends his head down to you, almost as if he’s bowing to you out of respect. Taking your hands in his, he guides his thumb over the engagement ring he gifted to you out of pure duty. 

“But I’m here. I’m alive and stronger than ever because of you, Luke. I know the gem doesn’t feel like much, but it means the world to me. It means you love me with all our heart. I’ve never had anyone step up the way you have, regardless if they were a Jedi or not. You are your father’s son, Luke, but you are so much like your mother.” You explain, taking Luke’s face in your hands, with your eyes fixated on his facial features. 

“Will this change us from our paths, Y/N? I’ve gone past the Code. I’ve been on both sides of the Jedi Way, but this feels different from anything else I’ve felt before. Even though we aren’t meant to know the future, I can’t help but decide what I want, what I need.” He explains, walking closer to you.

Placing your hand in the center of his chest, Luke leans his forehead against yours, matching his heartbeat in time with your soothing rhythm. The pale amethyst beams up into Luke’s peripheral vision, allowing him to fully combat the moment. His bright icy eyes reflect against your e/c orbs just as his pink lips hover an inch above yours. 

The presence of his hands playing with your belt’s sash makes butterflies rise in your stomach. As the two of you stood here in this private intimate point in time, the two of you were no longer Jedi. But two people who are in love with each other to the very core. 

“What do you want?” You ask, raising your chin. 

Breathing out, Luke swallows his pride. 

“You.” 

Closing his lips around yours, you barely have time to register his answer as his hands begin to wander along your drenched robes. Roaming against the seams and stitching of the sash at your hips, Luke quickly rids you of the tight knot, while guiding you backwards into the growing sunspot. Discarding the ebony robes from your chilled form, freeing your exposed chest underneath. Descending your goosebumped filled body, Luke glides his lips along every part of your exposed skin, and tugs around the shape of your breasts, letting go once you begin to shiver unnaturally from the cold.

Untying your boots, he pulls your pants from your shaking legs, hoping to quickly get you warm. Ridding himself of his frigid clothes, Luke is suddenly hypnotized by the beauty of your nude form, his lips pressed along the crease of your hips, and continues towards the sensitive skin of your thighs. Collecting your throbbing folds in his lips, your mouth falls open just as Luke’s tongue plays with the bundle of nerves. 

Running your fingers through his dirty blonde hair, Luke inserts his tongue past your virgin entrance, hoping to explore all of you first. Moaning at this unfamiliar feeling, your fingers repeatedly scratch his scalp as the booming sound of your heartbeat fills your ears, drowning out every other sound. 

“Luke?” You call out. 

Immediately stopping, Luke stands up in a heartbeat and gives you all of his attention.

“Yes?” He responds, taking your chin in his hand.

“I need all of you.” You whisper before him. 

Collapsing your arms around his broad shoulders, your nearly exhausted pants fill the air. 

Deepening the kiss once more, Luke captures your taste in your mouth, before laying you down in the middle of the floor on top of his cloak. Hovering above your body, Luke gives you soft kisses along your jaw, allowing some of your tension to disappear. Closing the space between you, Luke guides your legs around his waist, opening yourself to him. Shifting yourself to get comfortable, Luke adjusts his weight to his knees, and presses his hands on either side of your face. 

“I don’t want to hurt you, Y/N.” Luke says, touching your nose with his. 

“You won’t, Luke. I trust you.” You whisper, closing your eyes. 

Capturing your neck with a series of kisses, Luke gently touches his manhood against your openings causing you to gulp at the sensation of it all. Teasing your throbbing folds with his erect tip, a gasp escapes your lips and you grip his broad shoulders at the unknown feeling of your bodies melting around each other. Your bundle of nerves soak up Luke’s warmth and he slowly thrusts himself past your entrance, Luke desperately wanted nothing more than to be deep inside of you, allowing you to surrender to his euphoria. Wincing at this foreign feeling, you lean into his arms, silently begging for support and Luke senses your growing desperation. 

“Are you alright? Do you want me to stop?” He asks into your ear. 

“No, I’m alright. Just keep going.” You answer. 

Smiling at your sudden boost of confidence, Luke quickened his pace, wanting to feel you around him. Trailing his lips down to your collarbones, the sweet sounds of your shared moans became more valuable than anything on Naboo. Gliding your hands down Luke’s muscular form, you suddenly became overwhelmed with all the love and lust in the world, causing a few tears to fall down your face. 

Pepper kissing your tears away, Luke’s lungs suddenly clogged with lust as he opened himself up to you, and he buried his face in the softness of your neck. Stretching himself out, you welcomed his pleasure into your heart as he placed his hand on your chest. Discovering your sensitive spot, you both moaned and whimpered at how good everything felt. Digging your nails deeper into Luke’s hot skin, you felt a fluttering in your stomach. 

“I’m here, Y/N.” Luke says as his voice echoes in your ears. 

Nodding at his declaration, you couldn’t handle the tension for a second longer, and your walls squeezed around Luke. Finishing after you, your whole body went numb and Luke’s ears started to ring. Shielding your nude skin from the cold, Luke pulled his cloak around tired body. Hugging his muscular form, the warmth of his cloak made your eyelids grow heavy as Luke gave you his arm to lay on.

“I’ll never stop loving you, Y/N. Even until the end of time.” Luke declares, brushing a few strands of hair away from your face. 

“I love you beyond the limits of stars, Luke.” You reply, feeling sleep take over your mind. 

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[an-old-lady]

This is like part 2 of the one with Obi and Leia.

If we get more seasons of the Kenobi series, rather some big plot trying to outdo that of the first season, it should be the secretive and occasionally boring life of Obiwan as he grows old and gains his reputation as “that weird old wizard guy” that he has in A New Hope.

[dragonjadearts]

quick concept I had for Luke in mandalorian armor. I know most of the time his outfits are black, but I really adore the cream/white looks from New Hope and ESB, so that was the main inspiration for this

Also this was inspired by a fic idea that I had, so if you want to read that, you can read the bullet list under the cut below

Atin — Stubborn, tenacious, capable of endurance [ah-TEEN]

At some point after S2 ends, Din gets in contact with Luke and they start co-parenting Grogu

Then Din decides to stop avoiding responsibility like a plague and take up the mantle of Manda’lor

He and Bo-Katan and several other clans retake Mandalore

They set up in Sundari first, focusing their efforts on rebuilding there as a start

At some point, Din reaches out to the New Republic and starts negotiations to respect Mandalore as its own independent system

Luke and Din continue to talk and eventually Luke moves out to Sundari so Din can be close to his son while Luke continues to teach him

They start to rebuild Keldabe, which is in much worse condition

Din leaves for a while to finish up proper negotiations for a treaty with the New Republic, leaving Luke in his place to make sure no one on the ruling council acts outside of his general wishes

Luke heads out to Keldabe to focus on rebuilding efforts there

His focus is on setting up farms and moisture farms to rebuild the soil in one of the old districts that’s so badly bombed that it’s barely habitable

The bio dome is still up but is badly damaged

The work is set back by frequent sandstorms that get in through the cracks in the bio dome, causing workers to take shelter until they pass and wrecking the farms

Eventually the air in Keldabe gets bad enough that every worker wears their armor/helmet outside at all times to filter through the air

Luke is called back to Sundari by the Armorer who gifts him a set of armor built out of Obi-Wan’s old armor which Bo-Katan found in storage on Concordia

The armor has been shored up and redesigned to better fit Luke’s body/fighting style

It’s light and doesn’t have space for extra weapons since Luke doesn’t use them

It’s been painted in cream and Luke takes some extra paint to decorate the helmet with two circles in white and pink to mimic the two suns of Tatooine

He returns to Keldabe to continue his work

At some point Din comes back and lands in Sundari with some senators to show off the work they’ve been doing

They stay in Sundari for a few days but Leia and a few others want to see Keldabe. Leia wants to help but at least one of the other senators wants to judge the current strength of the Mandalorians

Din reluctantly agrees

In order to visit they have to wear goggles and filters. They don’t wear helmets because buy’ce is sacred and while Luke is considered allit, these random ass senators certainly don’t

They head out to Sundari and Luke greets them. He doesn’t see Leia at first because she’s in the back and he’s wearing his helmet

Luke eagerly explains the work they’re doing as he leads them through Keldabe’s broken down castle to The Hub

When they get there, Din lets them know they can take off their filters if they’d like

Luke takes off his helmet

Ta-da, identity reveal

Idk where this will go from here honestly, that’s all I got so far but if a better writer than me wants to do this fic, I will give them free reign if they promise I get to illustrate it for them

[ninjometeor]

Older sketch

[aurora-starwars]

Can I request Luke Skywalker falling in love with a fem!reader who feels down after being bullied for many years? Please???

You Are Important, You Are Enough

Pairing: Luke Skywalker x fem!reader

Summary: When Luke finds reader upset after being bullied after so many years, he tries to comfort her

Word Count: 868

Warnings: fluff? Angst? Bullying?

A/n: So this is so bad and so late! But thanks for requesting and thanks for waiting! Hope you enjoy!

Masterlist

Looking at [Name], Luke has never failed to find beauty in the girl. From the moment they met, all those years ago when he first attended a meeting with the rebels, he knew that he wanted her in his life for as long as he lives.

Their meeting was not smooth but after a few laughs and many weeks spent in rebel bases, as well as the destruction of the death star, the two had become close friends. Long weeks spent in the icy quarters and meeting rooms of Echo Base on Hoth were unbearable for Luke, and were only made better by [Name].

[Name] was like his light in the dark, the sun to his moon, his kyber crystal to his lightsaber, his warmth in the frigid cold. The girl was kind to all, always taking everyone’s thoughts and feelings into account. Which, as the war raged on, was becoming more and more difficult.

[Name], although tried to get on well with all on the base, felt some resistance to her kindness by a group of technicians. These technicians worked hard and for long periods of time and thus were often more irritable. [Name] understood this and while she tried to be extra understanding giving their commitment to the cause, this didn’t shield [Name] from their relentless bullying.

[Name] has working with the rebels for a few years now and this very same bullying from the very same people, started right when she joined. The would call her names, calling her useless, making fun of the way she looked, the way her clothes fit on her, the whole nine clicks. And [Name] tried to remain focused on the cause and her job in the rebellion for all of the years she had to endure it. She did it well too. She made sure that she never retaliated, never making them upset, never truly given them a reason to bully her.

But today it finally got to her. And Luke could see that.

While he hadn’t been working with her for long, Luke saw the way she held herself after walking past a group of them. He swore to himself if he ever saw himself any of them making fun of [Name], he would make sure they had fresher cleaning duties.

Today, he noticed her all day. She was quiet, sullen, and definitely moping. He watched her confidence and bright smile fade as the day went on. He was heart broken.

It was only at the end of the day that he could approach her. She was sat in her quarters, a quiet, small space where he knew that she knew no one else would be. The rooms the rebellion gave were either very small or shared with many others.

The sliding doors opened to reveal his concerned eyes. He carefully approached, sitting beside her careful, hoping not to scare her off. He sat there for a moment while she sniffled. He hoped that she would start, so that she would not feel pressured into saying anything.

After a moment, [Name] gathered herself. Looking up at him hesitatingly, eyes still wet with ready tears, begging for comfort.

“I know, I know,” He cooed, cradling her head into his chest. He hand stroked her cheek as he muttered soft, comforting words into her ears.

“You are so wonderful.” He brushed a hand over her forehead, before moving to wipe the tears from her face.

“Don’t listen to their silly words, they have no idea what they are saying.” His other hand was wrapped tight around her back, holding her secure in place.

“You are too special, kind, and wonderful to ever have to hear the things that come out of their mouths.” He sighed into [Name]’s head, kissing the top of it gently.

He pulled back, sure to connect his gaze with hers.

“Do you know how important you are?” He asks, eyes showing no intention of letting her answer that.

“Not to just the rebellion, because even too that you are in-expendable,” He muses, smiling warmly at her teary face, still a firm but gentle hold on her back.

“But to the people that love you. The people that care so deeply for you. To me.” He smiles, looking down for a beat before looking back in [Name]’s eyes.

“Do you know how important you are to me?” Luke’s gaze is soft and loving in the most wonderful way. He looks at her as if he is holding the plans to the death star himself. He looks at her as if he is watching a star be born. [Name] is everything to him.

“You are enough, [Name],” He states, there is no hint of deception in his voice, only pure adoration.

“You are enough,” He pulls her to his lips slowly, taking his time to watch her expressions. Only when her eyes flutter closed, does he connect their lips. The kiss is full of passion, full of love, and full of insecurity. Insecurity that melts away as soon as Luke brings her closer, bringing her flushed against him.

When they separate with staggering breaths, all [Name] feels is adoration. The technicians be damned, because she has Luke Skywalker.

A/n: Thanks so much for reading! Have a nice day, lovely!

Tag list: @luvlykrispy

Master-list

[1inthemiddle]

May the 4th be with you

[cielomielo]

They are TINY, your honor

inspired by the cuties in Pining in Preschool by palfriendpatine66 :)

[thefaeriefeatherdark]

I actually think it’s hilarious someone can watch the Star Wars films and cone out on the side of the No Attachments rule for Jedi being bad.

“Watching Empire Strikes Back as Luke rushes off to save Leia and Han placing the galaxy at risk and losing his hand” This is what the Jedi should act like.

“Watching Luke slicing and dicing at Vader because Vader threatened to kill Leia, clearly about to give in to the Darkside” Ideal Jedi behavior.

“Anakin killing off the Tusken Raiders (aka committing a small genocide) to avenge his mother” Yeah if only the Jedi allowed attachments.

“Anakin murdering a whole Jedi temple for the chance to learn how to prevent a death that he foresaw” If only the Jedi allowed attachments Anakin wouldn’t have done that.

Just baffling that people legitimately believe that the No Attachments rule is bad or wrong in some way or that the films are in anyway indicating that having attachments are good.

[ct1409lover]

there's a starman waiting in the sky

[thesassypadawan]

Red Five (Luke x FemReader)

Summary: When you find Luke alone in the hanger… Working on his X-wing… Jumpsuit tied around his waist….. Skin glistening with sweat… You just can’t let the perfect moment pass you by.

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), because of all the lovely smut. Blowjob, some gagging, slight mommy kink (if you squint), and…Luke’s cute, big dick.

- To say that Luke isn’t vocal is a sever understatement. Not that you’re complaining. You absolutely love those adorable little noises he makes when you’re teasing him. Begging you so desperately for sweet release…as he leans against the boarding ladder of his X-wing.

- The hanger is deserted when you find him, working diligently on the starfighter. Jumpsuit tied securely around his waist, exposed skin glistening. Looking so cute, so delicious that you can’t resist peppering him with heated kisses…or falling between his knees, freeing his needy cock.

- “Got to keep it down though,” you coo up at him. Lapping lazily at his rosy tip. Occasionally popping it into your mouth, rolling your tongue around. Playing with his slit, savoring those first salty beads of pre.

- Cheeks flush, he nods slowly. Long fingers lacing through your hair, hips bucking slightly. Whimpering softly, “I w-will…promise. J-just more…please.”

- “Such a good boy.” Since he asks so nicely, you reward him. Taking his impressive length further into your mouth, suckling gently. Sliding him down your hot, tight throat; causing him to…

- “K-kriff!” He moans loudly; the sound echoing off the walls, ringing in your ears. Look of fear, mixed with desire on your face, while you strain to hear if there’s any approaching footsteps.

- When it’s clear that no one will be interrupting you two, you abruptly pull off him. A string of saliva still connecting your lips to his head. “Lukey, what did I say? You’re getting too loud…am I going to have to do something about that?”

- Letting out a small whine, he shakes his head far too eagerly…a sparkle of mischief in his gaze. “I-I’ll be quiet, mommy; believe m-me.”

- Knowing fully well that there isn’t a single shred of truth in his words, you still take him back into your warm mouth. Greedily swallowing him once more. Enjoying the weight of him resting on your tongue, the way he twitches all the way down your throat.

- Your hands run up his thick thighs, beginning to play and massage his boisterous balls. When yet another lusty moan escapes him. “M-maker!”

- Instantly you break away. “Little liar.” Rising quickly to your feet, leaving him cold and mewling desperately. As you reach above his head, grabbing a lone rag that hung from the ladder’s rung…the same one he was using to wipe his sweat.

- Luke’s bright blue eyes widen slightly, a wicked grin forming. “Wh-what are you going to do with that?”

- Pressing a quick kiss to his lips, then his cheeks. You whisper in his ear the simple command of, “Open.” Before shoving the makeshift gag into his waiting mouth.

- “There you go.” Fingers trail down his abdomen, encircling his aching dick… “Now you can make all the noise you want for me.” …squeezing it hard, eliciting a muffled cry from the infamous Red Five.

[lex-the-flex]

Here With Me

Luke Skywalker x reader

Summary: Acting on instinct, Luke Skywalker has to let go of control, even if it means saving someone he loves.

Word Count: 970

Warning(s): HEAVY ANGST, descriptions of torture, injuries, and mentions of the Dark Side, Luke unleashing literal hell + tampering with pure rage, action and violence, (only the destruction of Dark Troopers) MEGA FLUFF, Luke being a dutiful Jedi Master, and love is powerful than the Dark Side.

A/N: Got this idea from @winterinspace and I LOVE IT! I can totally see Luke doing this for anyone he cares about. Feedback is appreciated and enjoy!

Tears formed in your eyes as you let out a scream like no other. Your vocal cords strained from the effort while the rest of your body went numb to the pain. Your face remained drenched in sweat and the lingering taste of iron coated your tongue.

Even through gritted teeth, you refused to give the Empire what they wanted. You wouldn't spill the information on where you last saw Luke Skywalker -- or where he was going.

To the Dark Troopers, you were just toying with them, allowing them to make a fool of themselves. However, you truly didn't know where Luke was. One night he suddenly vanished from the Rebellion without any warning and you were put on the front line, much to Leia's dismay.

"Alright, R2. I'm here." He informed the droid.

Waking from the quick meditative nap, Luke's eyes adjusted to the vast darkness of space, praying that the compass' intention was true. Otherwise, he'd lose you forever.

On the X-Wing's computer, the coordinates for the suspected planet appeared, and they only made Luke's demeanor remain the same: get you and get out, no matter the cost.

Descending through the planet's atmosphere, a distinct series of embers began to light up beneath Luke's icy blue eyes, fueling the man with a strong fury. Jumping down from the ship's ladder, he hit the ground with such a strong force, it caused the ground to crack below him.

Unzipping the orange jumpsuit, his raven-like robes escaped from the plastic zipper, revealing his Mastery to no one but the mountainside. Unsheathing the dark cloak from the storage shelf, the piece of

fabric flowed in the cool breeze once Luke draped it over his shoulders. Unhooking the silver and gold lightsaber at his hip, Luke headed down the mountain with a single command.

"Stay here, R2. I'll be right back." 

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The facility's nature surrounded the halls with an eerie silence, it nearly caught Luke off guard. He expected to have gone through at least a great majority of the base with half of its inhabitants on the floor. Quietly shaking those thoughts from his head, Luke knew he couldn’t go that route; to the Dark Side. As did his Father all those years ago. But now, he had no choice. 

Ducking in a hidden alcove, Luke patiently sat against the wall. Stalling his breathing, he focused with the Force, surrendering to its blissfulness in a daze.

In and out.

Concentrating, his dark brow fluttered and scrunched together just as the vision of you filled the darkness behind his eyelids. You were all alone in a cell, shaking from the pain with cuts and bruises all over your exposed skin. Barely hugging your legs, your head sat on your cut up knees, hoping to find some solace in this place.

'You are not alone in this fight, Y/N. I'm here for you.'

Lifting your head to his declaration, your eyes welled with tears at the sight of two Dark Troopers standing at the cell's door.

'Luke, no...'

"No, please don't--" You pleaded, but it was too late.

Suddenly, a painful scream left the pits of your lungs once a taser was shoved into your side. Luke unconsciously balled his fists together, remembering a similar pain he left, where the Emperor himself left the young man hideously scarred. The pain you endured mirrored his own and Luke swore never again.

Opening his eyes to the empty hallway, his once calm and passionate soul-piercing eyes shifted within seconds. While they remained blue, all he saw was red. Something buried deep inside his chest, his heart had finally snapped.

And everyone in this facility had to pay.

Rounding the corner to the prison block, Luke ignited his green plasma blade, not even caring who was on the other side. HIs anger rose up in an untamed fury whilst a wave of adrenaline coursed through his veins. The two droids rounded you up by the wrists and drug you to the middle of prison, ready to strike again.

Luke marched through the hallway with heavy steps, instantly blocking the rain of blaster fire that was impending down on him. Working his way past each of the Troopers, Luke pulled, shoved, and deflected every single shot, punch, and kick that would slow him down. With each defeated sound and whimper that left your chapped lips was more than enough to fuel his angry attacks.

Moving swiftly down the hall, Luke slammed his lightsaber down on the remaining Dark Trooper who laid on the floor. Hitting the cold and dark metal again and again, the hot plasma beam cut through the machine like butter, making a cold and heartbreaking memory creep into the back of his mind.

'You will not take her from me!'

Entering the main section of the prison, Luke was greeted with the sight of the two Troopers repeatedly pounding their mechanical hands and butt ends of their blasters into your broken skin. Then, in a flash, the pain stopped, and you were greeted by the sight of the Dark Troopers crunched into tiny pieces on the floor.

Gazing up at Luke, his breath remained as frigid gasps once he realized what he had done. Seeing the utter fear in your e/c eyes brought him back to the world, making him understand that he tampered with the Dark Side. His fury and rage fueled him like no other, allowing him to part his enemies like the ocean. And you were his saving grace.

Feeling tears well up in his eyes, he calmly walked over to you, and gently picked you up without a word. Silently carrying your sore and nearly broken body, Luke's heart began to heal and mend itself back together, leaving behind an unspoken wake of destruction in his path.

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honestly the biggest crime The Mandalorian has committed thusfar has been not letting him keep that spear

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