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If Qui Gon survived

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Just some pics from my Disney trip this year

Literally feeling the one that says marry me

luke skywalker messy headers

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I'm imagining afterglow Luke and omg he's so sweet and beautiful 🥺

anon, i’m gonna do you one better: imagine it’s the very first time you’re seeing him like this. the “grand finale” has occurred, you’re both lying there staring at the ceiling and panting as though you just tried outrunning a herd of fathiers. it was messy, it was clumsy, and it might have ended just a little too soon-but you loved every second of it. you can hardly believe it happened-with him. and as you look over to gauge his reaction, it seems luke can’t either.

he roughly runs a hand through his hair, blinking rapidly, and starts giggling. it’s the sort of giggle that spills out like a gush of spring water, almost effortless and full of ebullient joy. he cracks a toothy grin. “…wow,” he says somewhat hoarsely, cheeks a healthy shade of pink. “that was…” briefly he covers his face with both hands, searching for a word that apparently doesn’t materialize. “wow.”

“yeah,” you agree, turning on your side to really drink him in. luke mirrors your movements, forming his bent arm into a makeshift pillow. the gazes lock, hold, and you let your eyes travel along the body that’s no longer a mystery. in a little while, when you return to your quarters and your lonely bunk, you’ll ruminate on the exact taste of his salty sweat; the veins in his magnificent large hands; the wild, desperate look in his eyes as you fumbled with each other’s clothes; the sounds he’d made during the act, those shaky breaths and whimpers, the low moans and pleading that sent shock waves right to your center.

but for now, this is enough. to lie together companionably and enjoy the afterglow of it all, bask in the warmth of luke’s slightly tanned skin and the affectionate way he studies you. “you alright?” he asks, snuggling a bit closer.

“oh, i’m fine,” you hum, leaning in so that your noses practically touch.

“was it good?”

“you were wonderful. really.”

maker, he’s beautiful when he smiles. “so were you.” quick as hyperspace he plants a kiss on your parted lips. “really.”

shaking your head, you chase after the promise of another anointing from that sweet mouth and insist “luke, you’re too nice to me.”

he happily gives it to you and replies, “this is ‘being too nice,’ huh? well…i guess i’ll just have to keep doing it until you believe you deserve it. you free tomorrow night?”

you frame his impish face between your palms and bestow loud, smacking kisses on every part until he’s laughing and squirming against you. sometimes it still feels like a dream, his choosing you. “i think my schedule just magically cleared up.”

Sadly I couldn’t pick Luke and Din because I love both those boys and imagine us as a throuple, so I went with childhood crush Luke for the win. Now wish I’d picked Din because HOW THE HELL IS HE ONLY AT 3%

❤️💜Box Of Sweetness (Round 4)💜❤️

Love is the air and it's that romancy time of year again...Valentine's Day! To spread the amore and get hearts racing, I'm going to a series of stupid-cupid little blurbs! That will be added to a handpicked, extra special box of sweetness for all you cutie-pies! The first being A Galaxy Far Faraway themed! ❤️💜

The question is though...who would you love to give a big smoochy kiss (on the lips...somewhere else) to the most? Skyguy, The Negotiator, Mr. F The Council, Skyboy, a certain Dark Daddy, maybe a jedi with a taste for the dark side, The Beast, an Overgrown Pup, The Cap, a Wrecking Ball Of A Clone, the Space Cowboy , a Smooth Cocky Son-Of-A-Bitch? 💜❤️

(Would also adore hearing all those delicious thoughts...so if you have any for one of this sweeties, please send a love-heart to my inbox! ✉️❤️)

is the world really such a terrible place? yesterday i asked if oat milk was extra and the barista said yes so i said ok just regular milk then and when she gave me my chai latte she whispered “i used oat milk ;)” doesnt that make u want to live another day?