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REQUESTS: OPEN
CHARACTERS:
Anakin skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Padme Amidala, Ahsoka Tano (20/30 years old), Darth Maul, Leia Organa/Skywalker, Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Darth Vader, Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux.
WORKS:
DARTH MAUL:
REQUESTED BY: @thegothicwriter
Please take me away - Darth Maul x Female!Human!Jedi Reader
Practice
↬ Luke Skywalker x reader ♥
anon: hello 👋🏼 may i request a luke skywalker x fem!reader with fluff? could it be about luke showing the reader how to use his lightsaber and while training, reader accidentally trips and falls into luke’s arms and they share a kiss? tysm ♥️”
✧ Genre: fluff!!!
✧ Warnings: none
✧ Word Count: >1k
↬ intended for fem! reader (but could also be read as gender neutral)
<3 author’s note: im finally getting through most of my asks! if you havent seen yours yet, anon or not, it will be out soon :)
“I believe you’re ready.”
“To try with the…” Your eyes trailed up the emerald beam of light the Jedi stood in front of you held. Each time he’d shown you how to use the weapon, you’d been extremely eager to get your hands on the real thing. You were sick of using a beat-up old staff as a replacement. But the moment he offered you the item he wielded so graceful and effortlessly, you couldn't believe what you were hearing.
“Luke, I can’t—”
“Come here.”
He moved your hands towards his saber, his fingers carefully ghosting over your arms. “See? It’s not that heavy.” You could feel the energy from his teasing smile behind you.
“That’s not what I’m worried about,” You said laughing.
“I know.” He gave you a warm, comforting gaze as you looked to his eyes for guidance the Jedi was certain you didn’t need.
“You’ve got it. Just,” he stepped close again, “feel it in your hand, try waving it around.”
He backed away this time, hands intertwined behind his back as he focused on you.
The pressure on your shoulders felt like two Hutts sat on them, though you knew Luke didn’t care what the outcome was, or at least wouldn’t judge you.
You began oscillating it around silly, getting a feel for the weight of it in your hands. You gripped it harshly with your dominant hand, waving the saber around like a child admiring their new toy on Christmas.
You could almost feel Luke’s eyes burning holes into you as they pondered over your movements. You froze, words stumbling out of your trembling lips as you stuttered, “I’m not a Jedi, Luke, are you sure this is okay?”
He laughed lightly, backing away further as he allowed you to try what you have been practicing.
“Just don’t chop your hand off, please.”
You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help the smile on your face.
You began twirling the saber and dragging it down every now and then, as if you were really striking something.Once you felt comfortable, you let the blade drop to your right side, then your left, your grip on the hilt never waving as glowing green spun through the air around you.
You almost were starting to get cocky, but were more concerned with the extremely dangerous object in your hand than impressing Luke.
But you were doing quite well, that was until a small dent in the floor disrupted your flow…and balance.
Luke’s gloved hand reached out directly for the saber. It flew towards him and he gripped it steadily, turning it off as you fell. You would’ve fallen straight onto the saber like a piece of meat on a barbeque skewer if it wasn’t for his quick reflexes and use of the Force. He even had time to grab your waist with his other hand, neither yourself or the saber touching the ground.
His face hovered over yours, closer than it had ever been. The only thing that separated your faces was the thick air that was making your face feel hot.
You expected the Jedi to be scowling, or most likely to have a knowing look of disapproval on his face - one that said, “Don’t try to prove yourself to me again or something like that will happen next time, too.” And similar words were on the edge of his tongue. But you were so close…
He could smell the perfume on your neck and could feel your breath tickling his face. From your position, the sounds of others training and the rushing of waterfalls in the temple were fading like the twin suns on Tatooine at night. All you could focus on were his bright, stone colored eyes. The ones that told you a thousand words and seemed to hold all the light in the galaxy inside.
His eyes danced over your face and landed on your lips. He blinked a few times before you did the same, closing the gap between you both.
It was sudden yet the timing felt perfect. Your eyes both shut as your senses focused elsewhere. His mouth was velvety, and you both felt like your lips were burning. It was warm like a fire, and soft like the jedi robes you were now clinging to.
Luke pulled away as air was pulling in through his nose, you breathing with an open mouth. You stood up right and cleared your throat.
“So,” your breath was uneven, your fingers finding the edge of your shirt very interesting as you continued, “if I fall again like that, will I get the same treatment, Skywalker?”
He rolled his eyes as you let out a shaky laugh, like he had been holding his breath, or composure - you weren't sure.
He clipped his saber onto his belt, peering up at you through his eyelashes, a smug look on his face as he spoke. “Until next time.”