꒰ ͜͡➸ summary: loving to push luke to his limits, you decide to try a new form of overstimulation together
꒰ ͜͡➸ tags/warnings: literally pwp, NO MINORS 18+!!!! handjob, dom!reader, sub!luke, overstimulation, (light) cum play
꒰ ͜͡➸ authors note: this is part of a new series i’m starting of explicit star wars reader inserts named after lana del rey songs - the songs don’t necessarily have any connection to the content of the writing, i just love lana
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He looks so good beneath you that you unconsciously slow your movements for a second, desperate to admire his flushed features, commit his furrowed brow and quivering lip to memory.
It’s been less than a second without your hand stroking him before Luke starts whining, a pathetic, mewling sound, like a stray cat that needs a home. You know his hands would paw at you, try and refocus your attention to his cock, if they weren’t pinned firmly above his head. Nothing ties him down this time, however, he is well aware of the nature of punishment you would dish out were he to even attempt to alter their position, and so, they stay put.
“Patience, Luke,” you scold him, a playful lilt to your voice. It was hard to hide your excitement when you knew what this build up was leading to, when you remembered that Luke had seemed equally enthusiastic about what you had wanted to try tonight. “Only good boys get to cum. You know that.”
He whines beautifully in response, his eyes squeezing shut. With his lip trapped between his teeth, he makes an effort to untense his thigh muscles, relaxing himself. He was so good like that. He eventually manages a little nod in your direction, signalling his acknowledgement of your statement. Normally, you’d have preferred his words, but it seemed like he was just as wound up as you were, tonight, so you make the decision to let it slide, ghosting your hand over his inner thigh and humming.
The hand you have his cock wrapped in once again starts its ministrations, and Luke releases his bottom lip from his teeth with a sigh. When he opens his eyes, you can’t help but give him a little smile, and he can’t seem to help but return the favour, before his expression twists into one of pleasure as you twist your hand just like he likes it, nice and firm, but not too tight, your thumb putting extra pressure on the throbbing vein that runs the length of the underside of his cock.
He chokes out your name in a moan, and you know you’ve almost got him there. You have to resist the urge to still your hand, to pull away and leave him begging and pleading, as was per usual with Luke. No, tonight you wanted- needed him to cum all over your hand, and you needed it now.
In preparation for what was to come, you shifted your body to angle your naked thighs towards his own, starting to straddle him. Maybe it was your added weight on the sensitive skin of his thighs, or maybe it was the way your new position reminded him of what was to happen next, or maybe it was way you leaned down to lick against his lean chest, wet with perspiration, murmuring about how much you loved his cock, how much you loved the way he tasted, but soon Luke was letting out pant after pant, a sure sign that he really was close.
“Be a good boy for me, Lukey,” you administered the final push. “Cum all over my hand.”
With one last sharp twist of your hand, you made the quick shift to fully straddle him, sliding your slick cunt down over him just as the first spurt of his warm release shot out of him - and straight into you. Luke practically screamed your name, followed by a string of ‘Kriff!’s and ‘Oh, Maker!’s. You couldn’t contain your own moan as you finally felt him inside you, along with his spend now coating your walls.
Luke couldn’t stop panting, his hands flying from their place above his head to grab your thighs, the movement rocking you in the process, only making him whimper as you were involuntarily shifted on his cock.
Your eyelids fluttered as you took a moment to collect yourself. When you cast a glance down at Luke, he looked ethereal. Tears stained his rosy cheeks, more already brewing in his hazy eyes as he looked up at you, seemingly transfixed. His lips parted, there seemed to be a never ending string of noises pouring out his mouth, as he tried to gather himself, though his attempt was considerably less successful than your own.
“Too much?” you checked in, bringing a hand up to cup his jaw, stroking over his tear tracks and doing your best to catch his gaze. It was hard when his eyes seemed to want to dart all over your body, trying to take in every little detail of your naked form, much as you had been doing to him.
He shook his head, before realising after a moment that that wasn’t enough. You saw his throat bob as he carefully swallowed, finding his voice once more. “N-no,” he choked out. “Maker, no, could never be too much. This is- you’re- perfect, kriff, you’re so perfect, I don’t-”
“Shh,” you instructed, moving your hands behind you to rest on his thighs, giving yourself more leverage. “As long as you’re enjoying yourself, you just lay there and take it, my precious boy.”
He whined and nodded, moving his hands back to their previous position. What a good boy, you noted. You’d have to give him an extra reward later.
For now, you started a slow rhythm, mostly grinding down against his now softening cock, finding the angle that had his pubic bone hitting your clit just right, making you moan and squirm almost as much as he was.
Neither of you were expecting Luke to cum again, as he had stated that he was mostly interested in trying this out for your pleasure, but it was undeniable that he enjoyed the overstimulation on his spent cock, what with his thighs quivering and bucking up to try and meet your movements.
“Need you to cum,” Luke muttered, his voice beyond wrecked, completely hoarse. He had surprised you by speaking up, as you were sure he was far past still having control over such a thing, and in your state of shock, you had accidentally bounced on his cock, creating far more friction than either of you had experienced thus far. Luke let out a groan. “I-I was such a good b-boy for you, need you to cum and s-sh-show me how good I was. Please.”
Nodding, finding yourself a little beyond words at this point, you steadily tried another little bounce on Luke’s cock and found yourself moaning out at the feeling, beginning a faster rhythm than you had had before, now more determined than ever to reach your peak.
Just as you were about to warn Luke of your impending release, you watched as he brought one hand down from above his head, shakily reaching for your stomach, where some of his cum had hit, just before you had sunk down onto him. He collected the mess on his fingers and dragged them down over your lower belly-
You practically squealed when he began rubbing at your clit, using his own cum as lubrication, somehow managing to move his fingers just the way you liked, even in his fucked out state.
“I- I’m gonna-” Before you could finish the sentence, your eyes had squeezed shut as you came with a moan, clamping down around Luke’s cock. You continued moving on top of him throughout your orgasm, his fingers never letting up on your clit. You presumed he really must be loving the overstimulation he was experiencing, as he actively tried to prolong your release.
With one final grind of your hips, you slumped forward into Luke’s awaiting chest, his arms encircling you and holding you close. After a few measured breaths to regain the feeling in your arms and legs, you shimmied your way up his body, his soft cock slipping out of you. You shifted to the side of him and brought his head to rest on your shoulder, stroking through the matts in his blonde hair.
“Was it everything you imagined?” he murmured, clearly close to sleep, as he peered up at you, struggling to keep his eyes open.
“All that and more,” you smiled at him, giving his forehead a gentle kiss.
Luke Skywalker February Writing Challenge Masterlist
The Mission- The reader and the red squadron go on a suicide mission to blow up the infamous Death Star. A certain flyer who the reader has been crushing on saves her life.
The Interrogation- The reader was Darth Vader’s apprentice and is furious at Luke from taking away the only person that had ever cared about her
The Challenge- The reader is taken in by Han after her brother dies. She meets Luke when Han agrees to take him to Leia.
Betrayal- You had been worried about Luke when he went missing on Hoth. Once he is brought back to the Rebel base, you go to see him only to be surprised by what you see.
A New Look- After Luke gets off of his X-Wing, he realizes that his orange jumpsuit isn’t exactly up to the Rebellion’s standards.
Workouts- Modern!AU. Luke and the reader are at the gym working out.
Emeralds- You and Luke have to pretend to be a couple on a mission.
Free Day- While out flying with Luke, he annoys you by doing all of your pet peeves.
Valentine’s Day- Modern!AU Valentine’s Day celebrated with Luke.
Morning Snuggles- Early morning snuggles with Luke before the reader goes to work.
The Disaster Dinner- Modern!AU. You and Luke go for out for a date and everything that can possibly go wrong, does.
Evil Teddy Bears- When a mission to Endor goes wrong, the reader needs help from the Rebellion.
Aloysius- You’re married to Luke and the two of you live in Tatooine. You come home one day to find a little surprise from Luke waiting for you.
A Day in Naboo- After being rescued from the Empire, the reader finds out that they only have a day to live due to the torture sessions. What will they do for the day?
An Untimely Confession- After getting injured on a mission, Luke confesses his feelings for you.
Orange Leaf- You take Luke to Orange Leaf to cheer him up. Modern!AU.
The Room Where it Happens- Essentially, the scene in Empire Strikes Back where Lando betrayed Han except the reader who is Luke’s girlfriend is with them.
Summary: You take Luke to Orange Leaf to cheer him up. Modern!AU.
You and Luke had just gone out to dinner as a celebration since you got a raise. However, Luke hadn’t had as good of a day, and you felt bad for him. His boss had yelled at him and he spilled his lunch all over himself earlier in the day. Then an idea popped in your head. You turned to Luke who sat in the passenger’s seat.
“Will stopping for ice cream make you feel better?” you asked already knowing the answer. Ice cream was Luke’s favorite sweet treat, and you couldn’t help but admit that you were having a craving as well.
“You really know me, don’t you?” Luke joked as he turned to you with a huge smile on his face.
“Better than you know yourself.”
“God, I love you,” Luke muttered kissing your hand which was resting in his.
You laughed in response as you turned into Orange Leaf.
“Orange Leaf? That’s frozen yogurt isn’t it?” Luke asked sounding a little defeated.
“Believe me, you’ll love it,” you said with a knowing smile as you put the car in park.
As soon as the two of you walked into Orange Leaf hand in hand, Luke’s face lit up. He looked like a kid in a candy store as his eyes scanned the buffet of different toppings. You grabbed a bowl and a divider. Luke observed in awe. You giggled.
“It’s so you can get more than one flavor, and the different flavors don’t have to touch.”
Luke grabbed one for his large bowl happily.
“You're such a kid.”
You walked over and picked your three favorite flavors. You completely ignored Luke until you heard him over by the counter.
“Fifteen dollars?!” he exclaimed. “For a bowl of frozen yogurt?”
“Yes, Sir,” the poor shocked woman behind the counter nodded.
“It’s fine,” you said looking down at Luke’s bowl and seeing that it was practically overflowing with yogurt and toppings. You had forgotten to tell him that at Orange Leaf you pay by weight.
“I’ll pay as soon as I’m done making mine,” you said to the woman. You turned to Luke and gave him a face saying that this wasn’t the time or place. He looked at the woman and apologized suddenly realizing how rude he had been.
You grabbed your bowl and began sprinkling on your favorite toppings. You paid the woman and sat down with Luke.
“I forgot to tell you that you pay based on the weight of your frozen yogurt,” you said while getting a spoonful of your own frozen yogurt.
Luke looked down at his bowl realizing for the first time how truly overboard he went. “I’m sorry, Y/N.”
You laughed. “Don’t apologize. You didn’t know. Besides, this was all meant to make you feel better. Not worse.”
Luke took a bite and moaned quietly. “That is delicious.”
“I knew you would love it. What’d you get?” you asked curiously looking at his bowl.
“The first flavor is brownie batter, and I had brownie pieces and cookie dough balls on it. The second is pistachio with no toppings. Then, I got wedding cake with cookie crumbles, sprinkles, different types of fruit, and hot fudge.”
“Oh my god,” you muttered to yourself.
“No wonder it costed $15,” you joked. “But it was worth it to see you smile.”
Luke leaned over and kissed you. His mouth tasted like pure sugar, which made you smile into the kiss.
“I’ll smile anytime you want,” Luke muttered as he kissed you again.
“I’m sorry,” the employee from earlier cut in while you two were kissing. You turned to look at her, and she was blushing as well as looking at the ground nervously. “I have to close up.”
“Oh my god. I’m so sorry!” you apologized grabbing your purse. Luke reached for your hand which you obliged happily as you left Orange Leaf.
“We just got kicked out of an frozen yogurt shop while kissing,” Luke laughed.
“Well, I guess there’s a first time for everything,” you giggled in response. You walked back to your car and smiled to yourself thinking about the entire night.
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Prompt: “I love you. I always have loved you. I will always love you.”
Summary: After getting injured on a mission, Luke confesses his feelings for you.
A.N.: Sorry I suck at titles so much.
As you jumped in front of Luke who was yelling your name, you felt a searing white hot pain fill your body. The source of the pain was focused on your right rib. You looked down towards the pain and saw a red light leave your body. You looked back up at Luke who was looking at you with wide eyes. You lost your balance as you fell to the ground only to feel the all too familiar arms of Luke Skywalker lift you up.
“Y/N! Stay with me!” he pleaded. You saw the attacker coming back to strike you down and pointed. You mumbled trying to warn Luke. Thankfully, he saw your hand and turned in the direction that you were pointing.
“I’ll be right back,” he whispered. “Stay awake.”
And with that he gently placed you on the ground and rushed towards the attacker. The pain began to become less and less severe as you grew more and more tired. You closed your eyes as you felt the cool grass brush gently against your skin. You lifted the hand that was not trying to block the bleeding of your wound towards a large tuft of grass and began playing with it. Soon, that became too tiresome as you focused on nothing in particular, so you dropped your hand in the tuft and laid there motionless. What was it Luke had said? You focused on breathing in and out instead. It was becoming harder and harder with each passing moment.
“Y/N!” you heard Luke yell as he picked you up. “Can you hear me?”
Opening your eyes was too hard. Nodding your head was too hard. Instead, you squeezed his arm as tight as possible with your left hand.
“Don’t die on me. Promise me that you won’t die.” you heard Luke began crying and wanted more than anything to comfort him. You did the only thing you could think of and squeezed his arm again. It took so much energy that afterwards, you let your arm fall limp. You once again focused on your breathing which was becoming shallower and shallower by the minute.
“Y/N, there’s something I have to tell you. I love you. I always have loved you. I will always love you. That’s why you can’t leave. You’re an amazing person, and I can’t continue with these missions or in life if you leave me.”
You hung in his arms motionless trying to comprehend what he had just said. Your mind became fuzzier with each step Luke took. He said he loved you. You felt happy. You wanted to tell him you loved him too. You wanted to kiss him. You wanted to tell him how long you’ve liked him. However, you kept focusing on your breathing as you felt blood pour out of your wound.
“You’re going to be okay,” Luke muttered to you trying to convince you as well as himself. “Help me!” he yelled to someone who was tending to the ship that you had arrived on. They rushed over and tried to take you from Luke’s arms.
“No,” Luke muttered. “I’ll carry her, but you alert the closest Rebel base with a medical bay and get us out of here as fast as possible.”
You lost all feeling in your body as Luke climbed the ramp leading onto the ship.
“Stay with me,” was the last thing you heard before you drifted into complete and utter darkness.
“Y/N!” was the next thing you heard as you opened your eyes and felt a searing pain in your side. You reached for it but felt a hand hold you back. You looked up and saw it’s owner, Luke Skywalker. You looked around and saw everything you associated with hospitals: IVs coming out of your arm, an uncomfortable bed that you were laying on, and your favorite flowers decorating the room.
“Y/N! Are you awake? How do you feel? What do you remember?”
“I’ll go get a doctor,” you heard Han say as he walked out of the door.
“You love me,” was the first thing that came to mind. “You said you loved me.”
Luke blushed and squeezed your hand. “I did. But it’s okay if you don’t feel the same way.”
“Luke Skywalker, stop being so ridiculous. I love you too. I wanted to tell you so badly, but I couldn’t. Everything felt extremely tiring.”
“I’m glad that you’re okay,” Luke smiled.
“Me too,” you muttered. “But as soon as I get out of here, you owe me a date. I did save your life jumping in front of you and everything.”
“Okay,” Luke smirked. “It’s a deal.”
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Prompt: The chaos and disruption in the room was evident. Broken chairs, shattered glass, streaks of blood here and there. There was only one response. “So… dinner?”
Summary: Essentially, the scene in Empire Strikes Back where Lando betrayed Han except the reader who is Luke’s girlfriend is with them.
A.N.: So I’ve been watching the Bachelor (guilty pleasure) and they may or may not have had hometowns last week which may or may not have influenced a certain line in this fic. :)
As you followed Lando to Maker knows where your stomach turned in knots. You knew there was something wrong. You looked around for C3PO as you walked next to Chewy. Unable to find him, you turned your attention to your surroundings. The walls were cream and sculpted. You tried to ignore the conversation between Leia and Lando and calm your nerves at the same time by focusing on your boyfriend, Luke. Everyone in the galaxy knew you two were dating. Anyone close to you knew how concerned you got when he wasn't around. Whenever Luke was on a mission, Leia and Han would make absurd plans with you to make sure that you weren’t alone, so you couldn’t worry about Luke. While it was annoying to essentially have someone babysit you, you had to admit that it had helped you mentally and physically since you were getting more sleep.
You looked up as you heard your name being called and saw Leia staring back at you.
“Y/N. Are you okay?” she asked concerned.
“Yeah,” you muttered running your hand through your hair. “Just thinking about... stuff.”
You knew that she would understand what you meant. You didn’t want Lando to think that all you ever thought about was your boyfriend. You realized that Han and Lando were talking as you stopped at a door.
“I’ve just made a deal that would keep the Empire out of here forever,” Lando said to Han as he pressed a button and the doors whirred open. You looked inside and saw Darth Vader who stood up to greet your group. Chewy roared as Han shot his blaster towards Vader who easily blocked the shots. The blaster then flew out of Han’s hand into Vader’s. Leia looked towards you nervously as you began thinking what was the best way to get out of the situation. Han looked towards Vader in shock of his abilities with the force.
“We would be honored if you would join us,” Vader breathed. You stood motionless in shock trying to get your brain to function and saw the infamous bounty hunter, Boba Fett, go to Vader’s side. You turned to run only to collide right into a stormtrooper who grabbed your arm tightly. You pulled on your arm to no avail.
“Stop struggling. It’s only going to make it worse,” the stormtrooper muttered in your ear while Lando talked with the rest of the group. You saw Han grab Leia’s hand and walk into the room. The stormtrooper began leading you into the room which you obliged to as you slowly pulled your blaster out of the holster. As Vader sat down, you fired a shot at him. It bounced off his helmet and created a crater in the wall.
“Seize her weapon!” Vader ordered the stormtrooper holding you. You knocked off the stormtrooper's helmet quickly and fired a shot which met its intended target. You took a deep breath as blood splattered on the wall and on you. You shook the body off of your arm as more stormtroopers came racing in. You held up your blaster as the soldiers readied their aim. Leia, Han, and Chewy stayed frozen in their spots.
“Halt!” Darth commanded. “Y/N Y/L/N is our honored guest of the night. After all, she is my son’s girlfriend.”
The stormtrooper closest to you shoved you in the direction of the seat closest to Vader in the midst of your shock. You, however, refused to sit down. Darth Vader waved his hand and all of the stormtroopers left as the doors shut behind them.
You turned your attention to Vader. “You’re wrong.”
“About what?” he asked slightly tilting his head.
“That I’m dating your son. Luke Skywalker is not your son. His father died. You killed him,” you seethed.
You heard faint laughing under the mask. “Darth Vader killed Anakin Skywalker when he took over. That is true. But they are both the same person.”
You felt your heart stop. You looked up at him as you grabbed your knife which had somehow stayed in it’s holder on your hip during all of the commotion.
“Does Luke know?” you asked.
“I plan to tell him when I meet with him,” Vader said happily. “On the Death Star.”
“Bastard!” you yelled as you slashed the knife in Vader’s direction. You heard him yell and reach for his neck as blood began spurting out of it. You turned to Han and Leia who had been silent during the entire interaction.
“Go!” you yelled. “I’ll handle him.”
Han grabbed Leia’s hand as they began striding out of the room. Leia paused and looked back at you longingly. Suddenly you heard a crash, and saw one of the chairs go flying against the door.
“You will stay!” you heard Vader yell. You turned back to him with your knife still in your hand.
You saw Han and Leia be dragged by an invisible force back to their seats where they promptly sat down. Chewy’s weapon was flung from his hands as he was shoved against a wall with the same invisible force. You were the only one left standing, and you glared at Vader as you tried to come up with a plan. As you considered every possibility, the knife went flying from your hands.
“Sit,” Vader said motioning to your chair. However, he hadn’t used the force on you. “I must ask you about your intentions with my son.”
You scoffed. “You’re joking, right?”
“Sit,” Vader said more forcefully, and you felt him grasp you with the force. However, you still hadn’t moved an inch.
“You’re trying to be a good father now?” you began laughing.
“Y/N,” Han muttered warningly.
“No, Han. He should’ve tried to be a good father when Luke needed him. When it would actually have counted. Let’s face it, he’ll never be a good father.”
As you muttered the last words, you heard an angry roar sound from the mask as another chair went flying. You didn’t waver as you glared at this inhumane being throwing a fit in front of you.
“You make me sick. Luke is too good for you,” you muttered as you began walking towards the door. It was then that you finally felt the pull as you glided to your seat. You looked around the room as Vader returned to his seat.
The chaos and disruption in the room was evident. Broken chairs, shattered glass, streaks of blood here and there. There was only one response.
“So… dinner?” you heard come out of the mask.
“Well, I guess we don’t really have a choice do we, Coward?” you retorted.
You picked up your steak knife and began cutting into the meat. If this was going to be your last meal, you were going to enjoy it.
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Prompt: Y/N has been told they have one day left to live.
Summary: After being rescued from the Empire, the reader finds out that they only have a day to live due to the torture sessions. What will they do for the day?
After going to a new planet, it was mandatory that anyone goes to the medical bay upon their return. Since you had just escaped an Empire base, which no other Rebellion fighter had been on, it had gone without question that you would be examined. Of course, the fact that they had tortured you using unknown toxic chemicals added to the reasons for you to be examined.
You sat on the hospital bed as you waited for the doctor. For cases like these, the Rebellion had human doctors. Whoever made the decisions hundreds of years ago thought that they bring more humanity and emotion to the situation. You held Luke’s hand tightly as you heard a knock on the door.
“Come in,” you yelled through the door. In walked a middle aged woman whose long blue hair memorized you.
“Hi, Y/N. How are you feeling?” she asked obviously knowing the answer.
“I’ve been better,” you tried covering how bad you actually felt.
The chemicals that you had been exposed to had caused severe and painful burns all over your body. In order to subdue you when you were first captured, a stormtrooper knocked you over the head with his blaster. There was still dried blood from the incident mixed into your greasy hair. Gashes and bruises peppered your skin. You didn’t understand how anyone could look at you.
“We ran some tests on your blood and the results were not good,” the doctor said with a sorrowful look.
You teared up and looked at Luke.
“What did they say?” Luke asked for you as your throat closed up.
“Y/N, I’m so sorry, but the amount as well as the type of chemicals you were exposed to is deadly. I predict that you only have a day to live. It’s a miracle you even came back alive.”
A sob escaped your mouth as you heard the news. Luke stood up and hugged you tightly.
“Is there not any medicine or a cure that you could give her?” Luke asked the doctor as he ran his fingers through your hair as an attempt to calm you down. You sobbed into his chest feeling bad that he has to see you like this.
“None that we know of. However, I suspect that they were able to do something on their base to cause the chemicals to be subdued. Otherwise, there’s no way she could’ve survived four days there with prolonged exposure. Also, the toxicity screenings show that it was only recently and all at once that the chemicals started affecting her body.”
Luke raised your head and wiped the tears off of your face.
“Listen, Y/N. I love you so much. I’m not letting you go. I am going to go straight to the Empire and demand the cure. You are not going to die because of them.”
You placed your hand upon Luke’s cheek as another tear left your eyes. You then saw the engagement ring.
“No, Luke. I love you too. If this truly is my last day, then I want to get married today.”
Luke looked caught in between. He wanted to give you what you wanted but also he wanted to spend his entire life with you.
“How about we compromise? How about we get married, and it’ll be exactly how you want it. But for our honeymoon, we make a visit to the Empire and demand our wedding gift?”
You began laughing. Despite the gravity of the situation, Luke was always able to make you laugh.
“Deal,” you replied and kissed him quickly. You then hopped off the table and began walking out the door.
“Excuse me! Where are you going?” the doctor asked.
“To plan my wedding. I only have one day left according to you, and I want to spend it how I want.”
You strode off towards Leia’s room and told her everything.
“And I want you to be my Maiden of Honor. Han can be Luke’s best man. Ben can be the ring bearer. Chewy can be the flower… disperser,” you planned trying to hold back a laugh at Chewy’s role in all of this. “And Amilyn Holdo can officiate the wedding.”
Leia had gotten married to Han not long after Luke’s father had passed. Leia became pregnant with Ben about two weeks later. It had taken Luke a while to get over the death of his father, but finally, he proposed to you. Ben was now five and you were getting married.
Leia held back the tears as she hugged you.
“Of course, Y/N. Anything for your big day,” she laughed while choking on her tears.
“Don’t cry. This is what I want and at least I won’t have to wait any longer. But, “ you paused. “I don't have a dress. Anyway that I can borrow one of yours?”
Leia nodded and lead you to her closet. Of course, it was color coordinated. You picked out the dress that looked most like a wedding dress. It was cream, lacey, long, and had everything you wanted in a dress. You tried it on and looked in the mirror.
“It’s perfect!” Leia exclaimed.
“Thank you so much. For everything,” you said as you hugged her and began crying.
“Hey,” Leia began wiping the tears from your eyes. “No crying on your wedding day.”
You had landed on Naboo earlier in the day. It had always been your dream wedding spot, and it was a sentimental spot for Luke. It was perfect since you had always dreamed for the ceremony to be right next to a river. It was time for the ceremony as you heard the cheesy wedding music that you had dreamed your entire life about walking down the aisle to. You turned the corner and saw Luke who was dressed in ceremonious dress. It wasn’t a typical wedding, but it was your wedding. With Luke. Those two facts made you smile from ear to ear as you walked down the aisle with the bouquet of flowers that Leia practically had to kill in order to get.
The ceremony went off without a hitch until it came to the rings.
“Ben, can we have the rings?” Admiral Holdo asked kindly.
Little Ben waddled over to the two of you. He looked so excited to be placed with such an important task. One of which Chewy would have preferred, but he didn’t say that.
“Thank you,” Amilyn stated as she gently took ahold of the pillow holding it up to the two of you. You had used your father’s wedding ring for Luke’s and a wire for yours. You had to do some major last minute improvising.
“Luke,” Amilyn held the pillow up to him.
“Actually, I’m not going to use that,” he muttered reaching into his back pocket.
You shot him a questioning look.
“Instead of spending my time getting a real suit,” Luke said gesturing to his attire, “I paid the Empire a visit.”
“But Luke you said--”
“And I forced them to tell me what they used to keep you alive and well. I then forced them to inject it into this ring,” Luke said putting the ring on your finger. “Which will inject you with it every hour. The ring lasts for a month before it needs to be refilled which the Empire agreed upon since I had my lightsaber pressed against their precious Emperor’s throat.”
As soon as you felt the medicine go into your bloodstream, you instantly felt more alive.
“And this will really work?” you asked tearing up.
“Yes. I made them test it on someone before they gave it to me. It works.”
“Thank you so much Luke,” you said as you hugged him tightly. You put your hand on his cheek and began to lean in only to have a hand shoved in front of your face.
“Ah! Not until the end of the ceremony,” Amilyn said firmly even though you knew she was joking.
“Okay, well then let’s continue,” you giggled.
You quickly finished the ceremony with the I Do’s and rushed off with Luke.
“So what our we going to do for our honeymoon now that we’re not going to threaten the Empire?”
“Well, we never did get our bachelorette and bachelor parties. Want to do a joined one with me, you, Leia, Han, and Chewy?” Luke asked with a huge smile on his face.
“What about Ben?”
“I’m sure Amilyn would be fine with watching him for one night. And afterwards, we’ll have our own fun,” Luke smirked with a mischievous smile.
You laughed and kissed him. “Sounds like fun! You’re planning it though! So it better be fun.”
“Oh, it will be.”
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Prompt: Your character finds a homeless child. What do they do?
Summary: You’re married to Luke and the two of you live in Tatooine. You come home one day to find a little surprise from Luke waiting for you.
A.N.: I’m thinking about doing a series out of this prompt focusing on Aloysius as he grows older and trains with Luke. Especially since we know what happens to the school… Let me know your thoughts! :)
“Honey! I’m home,” you yelled into the hut as you did every day after you got home from work.
“Pew, pew, pew,” you heard an unfamiliar voice saying in the other room.
You walked slowly towards yours and Luke’s bedroom where the voice was coming from. You opened the door hesitantly with your blaster raised. You released your finger from the trigger once you saw that it was only a mere boy about five years old. You could only see his upper torso and face, since the rest of his body was blocked from your sight because of your bed which sat in the center of the room. You inched towards him with a warm smile on your face. You saw the boy felt at ease, but you didn’t want to suddenly scare him. You turned the corner and stopped dead in your tracks. As you faced him without the bed covering him up, you could see that he had Luke’s lightsaber in his hand, and it was ignited. You took in a deep breath as you realized the situation. You tried to remain calm despite the overwhelming panic surging through your body telling you to grab the saber as quickly as you could from the boy. You knew that any rash decision could lead to something very bad.
“Sweetie, can I please have that?” you asked softly holding out your hand.
“No,” the boy stated firmly. “Mine.”
“Luke?! Where are you? We have a situation!” you yelled hoping that he could explain who this strange boy was.
You smiled at the boy again trying to get the weapon out of his grasp as you heard a sound at the doorway of your room. You turned quickly to make sure that it wasn’t intruders only to see Luke leaning against the side of the doorway with a smile.
“Who is this little boy and how did he get your lightsaber?” you questioned trying to look at Luke but also trying to focus on the mystery child.
Luke’s eyes widened as he rushed towards you to see the little boy waving around his green lightsaber.
“Aloysius, please give me back my lightsaber,” Luke said kindly trying the same thing you had.
Aloysius responded in the same manner. He shook his head and clung to it almost burning off a chunk of his light brown hair as he hugged it the same way that normal little kids hug stuffed animals. Luke knew that the boy wouldn’t hand it over willingly, and it would be dangerous if he had the saber any longer. Luke reached out his hand and the saber flew towards his hand, but on it’s path back to its owner, it jolted towards Aloysius for a second.
“What was that about?” you asked Luke with a concerned look on your face. Luke stared awestruck at Aloysius and then to his saber which was now in Luke’s hand. “And how did you know his name?”
“He tried to grab it back using the force,” Luke breathed. He shook his head trying to clear his mind. “And he told me his name when I brought him back here.”
“Wait,” you said growing concerned again. “How did you find this kid?”
“I found him on the streets. He said that his parents left him there a few days ago. I figured they gave him up to survive on his own.”
“How do you know you didn’t just kidnap someone’s precious child?!” you worryingly asked.
“Y/N, look at his clothes. They’re old, dirty, and tattered. He was filthy when I found him, and he had a lot scratches all over his body due to yesterday’s sandstorm. Nobody who loves their child would leave them alone on a street with no form of defense during a sandstorm.”
You looked at Aloysius with tears in your eyes. You squatted down and held out your arms offering him a hug. He ran towards you with a smile and wrapped his tiny arms around your neck. You let the tears fall onto your cheeks. You looked at Luke as you embraced Aloysius and silently asked him the question that had been on your mind, since you found out Luke brought him home. Luke nodded his head knowing what you were thinking.
“Do you want us to take care of you instead of your mommy and daddy?” you asked Aloysius.
“As long as you don’t leave bruises on me like mommy and daddy did,” Aloysius muttered sadly showing his arms which were covered in little bruises from acts that you didn’t want to know of.
“I’ll never hurt you. He’ll never hurt you,” you said with tears in your eyes motioning to Luke who squatted next to the two of you. Luke gently took ahold of Aloysius’s arms now knowing what the little bruises that he gently scrubbed over when cleaning him up earlier were caused by.
The little boy nodded his head with a smile.
“I always wanted a son,” you muttered to Luke with tears still pouring from your eyes.
“Group hug!” Luke cheered as he hugged you and Aloysius tightly. You could tell he was up for the challenge. You knew he would be a great father.
You pulled away gently as you remembered that Aloysius was force sensitive.
“What about his abilities with the force?” you asked turning to Luke.
“I was thinking that maybe I could train him to be more controlled. Maybe I could even open a school up and teach young force users the jedi ways.”
You saw a glimmer of hope in his eyes. You knew that it would be the perfect job for him as your husband who didn’t have a mean bone in his body and had always loved children. But yet, it was also the perfect job for Luke Skywalker, the famous Jedi Knight who had done the impossible and redeemed a Sith.
“How long have you been able to control things with your mind?” you asked Aloysius.
“For awhile,” he responded simply.
You began laughing at how cute he was. “Do you want Luke to teach you how to control it?”
“Yes, please,” Aloysius nodded with a smile turning to Luke. “Can you?”
“Of course!” Luke hugged him with a smile. “I’ll even teach other little boys and little girls that you can be friends with.”
Aloysius cheered, and you got up to write out a list of everything you’d need to buy at the market for Aloysius. It was going to be a huge change, but it was a good change. A necessary change. It would bring you and Luke together. You could have the family that you always wanted as well. It would be amazing.
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Prompt: “I’m sorry” they snickered. “You got attacked by a what?”
Summary: When a mission to Endor goes wrong, the reader needs help from the Rebellion.
A.N.: I loved this prompt!
As you heard the spaceship land, you were never more happy. This mission had been pure hell from the start.
Your mission was to return to Endor after the battle between the Empire and the Rebellion to see how the wild life had faired. You were not met with a warm welcome. As soon as you set foot on the planet, a bunch of tiny spears flew towards you. You had to retreat into your ship and call for backup. When no one came, you stepped out at night again to see a bunch of tiny bears running towards you. You pulled out your blaster and shot a warning shot at a tree above them. The bears retreated, and you stepped onto the dirt in Endor for the first time.
It had been a couple days without any incidents, and you were able to survey the land. However, on the fourth day, as you looked at a butterfly’s wings. You felt a stabbing pain. You looked down to your stomach and saw that you had been stabbed with a spear. You didn’t see the culprit and made your way back to your ship quickly. However, as you made your way, you felt another stabbing pain and felt a warm liquid running down your thigh. You collapsed when a third spear hit the back of your knee. You were close enough to the ship to where you could drag yourself to it. But not if they kept shooting at you.
As you pulled your blaster out of its holder, the spear in your stomach fell out and the wound began bleeding profusely. You shot a shaky beam towards the forest. It took all of your being to drag yourself to your ship and push the button to close the doors. You looked behind you and saw a trail of blood. That would be fun to clean up. You dropped your head as you laid on the floor, and your vision became darker. You closed your eyes. You opened them back up realizing that you needed to push the emergency button in order to have someone from the Rebellion rescue you. You tried to drag yourself to it, but you didn’t have enough strength. You took your blaster and threw it at the button. By some miracle, it had pushed the button, and you knew that help would be there soon. You closed your eyes and laid still as the pain in both of your legs doubled as well as the pool of blood soaking your clothes and the floor near you grew. You didn’t feel any feeling in your stomach except for the warm liquid.
You then heard a spaceship landing and knew that it was the Rebellion. You knew that Luke would come and rescue you. You let the peaceful feeling that you had fought off earlier overtake you as you fell unconscious.
You opened your eyes to be overwhelmed by bright lights.
“No. I can’t be dead. I heard the ship land. Luke was going to rescue me,” you muttered as your eyes attempted to adjust to the surroundings.
“I did,” you heard someone say. You tried to sit up and let out a groan of pain.
“Stop trying to move. You’re hurt pretty badly. I'll come to you,” the voice said.
A figure blocked the lights that were blinding you which finally allowed your eyes to adjust.
“Luke?” you muttered with tears in your eyes.
“Shhh. I’m here,” he breathed while stroking your hair. “Do you remember what happened?”
“Yeah. I was attacked.”
“By what?”
“Teddy bears.”
There was a pause.
“I’m sorry” Luke snickered. “You got attacked by a what?”
“It’s not funny. I got attacked by a bunch of tiny teddy bears with spears.”
Luke thought for a minute that you were still out of it from the drugs. Then, it clicked with him.
“Are you talking about Ewoks?” he asked.
You nodded, “They’re evil.”
He began laughing.
“I told you it’s not funny,” you grumbled trying to get rid of the haziness that the drugs were causing.
“I know it’s not,” Luke said trying to suppress his laughter. “I just love you, Y/N.”
“Sure you do.”
“I did rescue you, didn't I?”
“True. But I wouldn’t have needed rescuing if those evil teddy bears hadn’t attacked me.”
“Well, did you do something to provoke them?”
You glared at him.
“Do you seriously think that I’m at fault here?”
“Well, when I went to Endor, they were very sweet. Besides the time they tried to eat me... You must’ve done something.”
He looked around the room and saw your broken blaster laying on the side table.
“Did you carry your blaster around with you before introducing yourself to them?”
“Yeah, but it wasn’t for them. It was for my protection.”
“That’s why. They felt threatened,” Luke responded.
You scoffed.
“Hey. All that’s important is that you’re going to be okay,” Luke said as he kissed your forehead. “I was so worried when you weren’t responding on the ship. You were bleeding so much.”
“Like you said, I’m going to be okay now. All thanks to you.”
“How did you press the button for us to come? When we arrived you were in a completely different room than the button.”
“I threw my blaster, and it hit the button,” you replied smiling.
“That’s my girl!”
You took ahold of Luke's hand and talked to him for the rest of the day to distract yourself from the pain that would eventually go away. You couldn’t wait to go on your next mission.
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