hello. i am monas. if you are wondering whether or not you’ve seen me before, the answer may be “yes”, because i have been writing luke on and off since 2016. though my aliases and urls change, i am generally pretty open about where i’ve been.
i am 18+, my pronouns are they/them or he/him, and i am autistic. if you have any questions about anything else, please direct them to me personally.
please also note that i am mutuals only, highly selective, and semi active as things stand right now.
a quick note about general interactions/following rules/etc. -- i was in this rpc years ago and while some of the fault for how that went was mine, the circumstances under which i had to leave were somewhat traumatic to me. i am more mature than i was, but i am also very careful now about cultivating my space.
following/unfollowing.
i will be following those who write characters i believe that both i and my muse will mesh well with. that means i will be predominantly following original trilogy muses or those related to luke, or his family, in some way. the people i follow also will appear to have a writing style that i believe will mesh well with my own.
there may be people here who i had negative interactions with back during the height of this blog. i am open to fresh starts, but i still may have their urls blacklisted. i will not list those urls here, but if you want to know them, just ask.
i am not here for drama. i came back tentatively and i do not want to get roped into drama. if i see it happening, or if it looks like i’m going to be roped into it, i will nip that in the bud. do not involve me - i will unfollow for this.
other things i will unfollow for (or block) include:
++ disrespect towards me or others in the rpc.
++ undeclared, prolonged hiatus.
++ toxic behavior.
interactions.
as stated in the introduction, i am mutuals only. this means that in character interactions are reserved only for those that i follow and who follow me. non mutuals can send asks for my muse, or asks for me, but none of them will progress into threads, and i reserve the right not to answer them.
i will generally attempt to respond to a thread within a month. the speed will be impacted by my schedule, my workload, my motivation, and the length of the replies. i can be quite sporadic and alternatively quite forgetful - if it has been a while, feel free to nudge me about our thread. typically, knowing you are waiting for the reply helps motivate me.
if you are dropping a thread, please let me know. i will always let you know when i do so; i am merely asking for the same courtesy.
i have multiple verses; if you want a specific one for an ask or a starter, feel free to request it specially.
shipping/nsfw.
i have a significant number of ships, generally, for luke, but i will only write a ship in which there is chemistry. do not force ships. if you are unsure, just ask me.
i will not write nsfw until we have established a good rapport, and i will not write nsfw with muns or muses under the legal age of 18. it is a problem for me if you do, so i ask that you refrain from anything underage as well.
i will write darker subjects like gore on request.
optional password.
if you want to let me know you have read my rules, merely send the following:
Studying the boy in front of him, Anakin's eyes filled with heartache. Luke looked like a mix of him and Padme. And that felt like a punch from a heavily armored bounty hunter. "How can I not? The whole village celebrated it."
There was no more laughter in the homestead. The last of the younglings left the safety of his care to make their own names. Anakin could only do so much to prepare them for a galaxy that would rather have them dead. Without the constant worry of what if something went wrong, he felt lost. And the joy the younglings brought him faded away the moment the youngest, Celid, left.
Anakin went about his business as normal. He busied himself with fixing speeders or patching holes in the homestead's ceiling. But it all felt empty. Slowly, the memories surfaced of his life before. Nightmares came again at night, causing him to pace the halls. He thought this was going to be his life now and he dreaded every second.
That was until the comms lit up. Luke Skywalker found him. His son. While his heart hammered, he waited outside the entrance for what felt like several ages. What would he think of him? A failure? Or an abandoner? "I know who you are." Anakin took a few steps and then reached out his hands to place on his shoulders. “You're my son.”
of course luke had known who he was contacting when he had sent the first communique. he had come to know bits and pieces of information about the man who was his father through his aunt and uncle ( though they spoke of him quite sparingly ), through ben, and through his search for information on what it means to be a jedi. the galaxy remembers anakin skywalker, even if they by and large keep silent about it. he had hardly been able to believe it when he had been given the information he had never expected -- the means of contacting him . . . a man his aunt and uncle had proclaimed dead.
standing here now, before the man, it is hard to describe the feeling that washes over him. it is tense, but not in a bad way -- like the excitement building before a revelation, the knowledge that something big is imminent. and then the words fall from the man's own mouth -- confirmation that they are blood. that he is luke skywalker, and this is his father, anakin skywalker. a sense of harmony engulfs him, the tension cresting and then breaking. through the force, and deep in his heart, he feels like this is exactly where he is supposed to be. an emotion rises from his chest, burns his cheeks. he cannot name the emotion, but whatever it is, it is strong. it is overwhelming to finally meet him . . . his father.
❝ i can't believe it's really you, ❞ he says, as though dazed. thoughts and questions build up in his mind faster than he can reconcile them, and he has no idea where to start. he stammers a little, trying to gather his thoughts, and then starts where he thinks is obvious.
❝ everyone told me you were dead, ❞ he states, shaking his head. ❝ uncle owen, aunt beru, old ben . . . but you're alive. how did you survive? ❞
"That's a name I haven't heard of in a long time." He turned to face the voice. Anakin Skywalker. For almost a decade, he went by Jaxxson. As time grew, fewer reminders came. It seemed his legacy all but died. "I take it you're the one who took down the Death Star?"
unprompted asks. // always accepting.
❝ so it is you? ❞ luke takes a step forward, then stops himself. this man has been in hiding for a long time . . . as long as he has been alive. as he takes in the details of the man's face, he realizes he has no idea what the mindset of such a person would be. he does not seem hostile, which he finds a relief, but he is unable to size him up right away. he cannot seem to figure what to expect.
❝ wait, you know about that? ❞ he raises a hand and runs it over the back of his head. in a place this remote, he would not have expected anyone to be aware of the existence of the death star, much less its destruction. still, this is anakin skywalker. he realizes he cannot make any assumptions about what this man does or does not know.
❝ . . . yes. that was me. ❞ normally, he would keep that information tight-lipped. the bounty on his head for that is massive. however . . . in this situation, he thinks the information is in safe hands.
❝ my name is luke skywalker. it's an honor to meet you. ❞
he has gone by many names : skywalker, flyboy, kid, red five. i have also gone by many names : jay, apple, rice, grey, cocoa, monas, obsidian. this is an independent, selective, and private blog for luke skywalker. if you are interested in interacting, could you give this post a like or a reblog? i’m looking forward to writing with y’all !
There was a reason he preferred sticking to the Falcon. At least in his ship he knew just what to expect. He also knew what to expect when he was running the routes that he did smuggling things from one place to another. This? It reminded him far too much of Cloud City and the fact he’d ended up in carbonite. That was the last thing he wanted to happen and maybe he shouldn’t have agreed to help Luke again. Unfortunately, there was just something about the kid that made it damn near difficult to say no. Han just had to hope that Luke wouldn’t get them into trouble that they couldn’t get themselves out of. If he did? It would be the last time they worked together. He couldn’t keep throwing himself into more trouble. His own life was full of it and he didn’t need more. “Just tell me you have a plan.”
@tatooinejedi
❝ of course i have a plan, han, ❞ luke responds, and when he turns back to face him, his expression is one of cool, collected confidence. part of him seems to wince at the lack of faith, but with everything han has gone through, well . . . he supposes he can’t blame him. there are times, although rare, where he will look at han and feel a twinge of guilt from what had happened in cloud city. he had only found out, after he had lost his hand, his saber, his friend, just how thorough had been the trap set for him there. logically, he knows it was not his fault. still, he finds it hard to rationalize his part in that.
he does not allow his mind to linger on the past for very long. they have a mission to complete. this place, formerly the home of a jedi temple and currently under the rule of lingering remnants of the empire, needs to be freed. such a task is easier said than done, but they have leia, lando, and chewie on standby.
❝ we need to find their surveillance room and sabotage it. then we’ll signal for the rest of the squad to come in and help us take this place. if all goes well, it should be relatively bloodless. ❞
i just want to take a quick moment to apologize for the delay in writing. i’ve been busy with studying for finals and such, so writing has had to take the back burner. i’ll try to write soon, as i legitimately want to do so.
he has gone by many names : skywalker, flyboy, kid, red five. i have also gone by many names : jay, apple, rice, grey, cocoa, monas, obsidian. this is an independent, selective, and private blog for luke skywalker. if you are interested in interacting, could you give this post a like or a reblog? i’m looking forward to writing with y’all !
