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The text reads “you did it! You made it to 2025 despite it all!”
Snippet of a Luke Skywalker x Reader story I’m writing
You were waiting for your most recent batch of soap to enter first trace when you heard the basement door open and realized Luke must be home. Sure enough footsteps sounded down the stairs and a few moments later one arm was wrapped around your waist while a hand snaked around to grip your breasts.
“Hello Angel.” Luke purred from behind.
“Luke,” you warned. “What’s my one rule for the workshop?”
“I’m not doing anything inappropriate.” Luke laughed. “Yet. I know better than to make you screw up your job.”
“Hand me a soap mold.” You say, shaking your head. “It’s entered first trace.”
Luke handed you a soap mold and you poured the mixture into it.
“So, might I ask why you’re making Christmas soaps now when they take four weeks to cure?” Luke asked.
“They’re for my Christmas in July sale.” You say, setting the soap mold on a shelf so it can cure.
“So that’s why our house smells like Christmas incarnate.” Luke chuckled, before spinning you around to kiss you.
You moaned into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pulled you in close. Luke took the opportunity to snake his tongue into your mouth and hoist you onto the counter.
“Not in the workshop.” You gasped out when you broke apart for air.
Luke picked you up and you let out a yelp and you wrapped your legs and arms around him.
“Guess I need to take you upstairs then.” Luke grinned.
“What happened to no attachments?” You asked, nuzzling his neck.
“I’m not a Jedi. Not here, and honestly I don’t know if I’ll go back to being one.” Luke admitted. “I don’t think I could be the one to walk away.”
“We agreed that this was just temporary until your eight years here are over.” You said, furrowing your brows.
Honestly you didn’t want the time to end either, but when Luke had crashed here he’d basically been given an ultimatum. Stay for eight years as a normal civilian or be a test subject to see if they could replicate the abilities of the force in earthlings. It was an empty ultimatum if you’d ever heard one, but Luke hadn’t known that Earth didn’t even have what his galaxy considered basic robotics, let alone anything that could actually do any damage to him or his ability to the force until about a week into living here.
“Hey, don’t go there.” Luke said, “Don’t think about when the time frame is up, okay? We can talk about it more later, after the holidays. Right now I just want you.”
“Then take me to our room and have me.” You purred.
You and Luke laid in a tangle of limbs on the bed, the blankets up to your shoulders, though only draping over Luke’s waist. You hummed as you idly traced the lightning scars across his torso, meanwhile Luke was panting and wiping away tears from being overstimulated.
“Aww,” you cooed, “is my poor baby boy overwhelmed.”
“‘M fine.” Luke huffed out. “Can’t believe I said I wanted to have you and you had me instead though.”
You snorted before pressing a kiss to his lips. As you pulled away you whispered “poor baby, you think that was having you? No, we’ve still got plenty of time before we get to everything I want to do to you.”
You glance around the room.
“You didn’t break anything this time. Good job.” You tease.
“That was only the first time and you know it.” Luke pouted.
“Still can’t believe you were a virgin when I met you.” You laughed. “You know half this planet thinks you were a fuck boy right?”
“Half the planet or half the people who ship me with the Mandalorian?” Luke quipped.
“At least half the people I hang out with.” You rolled your eyes and kissed him again.
Nyx, your fluffy, all black cat, chose that moment to jump onto the bed and curl up between the two of you.
“Speaking of half the people I know, we still have to prepare everything for our Christmas party.” You reminded him.
“Okay, well if Harper Anne calls me a gay icon one more time, not realizing she’s talking about me, I’m using the force in front of her and straight up telling her I’m not gay.” Luke grumbled.
“You are bi though.” You said, shuffling closer to bury your face in his neck.
“S’not the point.” Luke huffed. He sighed before rolling to face you with a smile. “I’ve got some good news though. I managed to convince the pricks to let me invite my family to come celebrate the holidays with us.”
“Oh god do they have to stay here eight years too?” You groaned.
“Nope.” Luke said, popping the p, “They’re free to stay for two weeks after that they have to leave or it will be treated as an act of invasion. I already told Leia as much. She’s excited to see me in person again.”
“Are they coming to our party?” You asked, propping yourself up on your elbow.
“Of course, I even told them about your white elephant gift exchange, and your ridiculous but practical rule.” Luke explained. “I did tell them to feel free to go crazy with how much they wanted to spend though, I am not sorry for being too tired after work to bother calculating the exchange rate between New Republic credits and your currency.”
You just smiled and kissed him.
One of my favourite parts about autistic people is how you can use other peoples' reflections of them like an echolocation bullshit detector. Like they personally do not need to do shit for this to work, they just passively emit their own autistic vibe that bounces off every surface around them, and you can assess another person's level of self-awareness by how they reflect it back.
"Autistic people do not understand social hierarchy" nope, they understand you're supposed to be an authority here, but they won't politely pretend to respect you if they think you're incompetent.
"Autistic people do not understand humour" nope, they just don't politely pretend to laugh to humour you, and you are simply not funny.
"Autistic people are rude" nope, they just don't think it's polite to lie to you, and don't care about trying to tell you what they think you want to hear instead of telling you what they think.
"Autistic people sometimes have emotional meltdowns for absolutely no reason" nope, you're just insufferable to be around and the person with the lowest tolerance of your shit is simply the canary in the coal mine who breaks first.
Family gathering.
Stardew Valley that’s so easy and honestly not very different than my life already I just get to make money off farming instead of living on my mom’s farm where she just owns animals.
You've been isekai'd into a fictional setting. Spin this wheel to find out which one.
Hahaha the irony was I was just in a play production of this
Remember ladies your ONLY options are to marry your childhood crush or to go short sighted.
3 days left to outlaw hockey!
JASON X (2001) dir. James Isaac
You have been booped by this empty wrapping paper tube.
Reblog to boop all of your followers with it.
Everybody stop what you’re doing RIGHT NOW and celebrate the last Out of Touch Thursday of 2020
Hi.
Can we make role-play?
Hi yes! I’m always up for a good role play! Anything in particular you want to rp?
You there, tumblrina, what day is it?
christmas eve what about christmas adam
Just write the thing. for 5 minutes. If there's more than 5 minutes of work, great. If not, you had the 5 minutes
This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.
let me take care of you
summary: din's stressed, you take care of him...
pairing: (din djarin/the mandalorian x fem!reader)
word count: 2.1k
warnings: 18+ only, smut ahead, language, etc (let me know if i missed anything)
“Baby, you have to stop beating yourself up. Things like this happen. It’s not like it was your fault,” you found yourself trying to calm Din down as you followed him into the house.
It had been a few weeks since you started working at the gym with Din, and today a pipe had burst causing the gym to leak in various places. The plumber that Din had called said it would take about a week to fix and patch up, which in your opinion wasn’t that bad. Din had a loyal clientele, so it wasn’t like they were all going to jump ship just because it would be closed for a week. Din, though, thrived on running a tight ship. The one leaking pipe was obviously stressing him more than it should.
“I should have hired someone else to inspect the building before I signed the lease. Could have avoided this whole thing,” Din huffed as he continued into the kitchen.
“Baby, it’s a problem that’s already being fixed. You can’t beat yourself up over it,” you said.
Din just huffed as he opened up the fridge to grab a water bottle. You could tell he was tense, and that he wasn’t annoyed with you . But it still stung that he was having a huffy attitude with you. He took a long gulp before shutting the door and sitting down at the table.
“I know, baby. I just can’t help but feel like I could have avoided this whole thing,” Din grumbled, looking up at you with an almost pouty expression.
“Yeah, well sitting around moping isn’t going to help anything,” you offered a small smile. You had him push his chair back so you could seat yourself in his lap. “Now we have a whole week off from work. We can take Grogu out and just have a relaxing week.”
Din just hummed in agreement as he buried his face in your neck. Your hands reached up to scratch at his scalp to help ease his tension.
“And now we have until 4pm to pick Grogu up from daycare, so how about I help you release the rest of this stress?” You lowered your voice as you spoke, hoping he’d catch the drift. And of course he did.
“You don’t have to ask twice,” Din chuckled, standing and taking you with him as he carried you out of the kitchen. Your giggles echoed through the hall as he made his way to the stairs.
“Put me down before you throw out your back, old man,” you laughed.
“Baby, you watch me lift weights all day. I think I can carry my fiance up the stairs,” Din replied, not dropping you before ascending the stairs.
“Okay, hotshot. But take me to the bathroom first. We’re gonna have a nice bubble bath before we do anything else,” you told him.
“Is there anything I can say to convince you to move the bath for after?” Din asked huskily. Usually you’d give in easily, but you wanted to take care of Din like he always did for you.
“Nope, into the bathroom we go,” you pointed to your bedroom as you spoke.
Twenty minutes later you both were soaking in the scalding water, surrounded by piles of lavender scented bubbles. You’d made Din sit in front of you so he could rest back against your chest, your hands working shampoo into his curls. The stress seemed to leave him as he leaned into your touch. It was moments like this where you could appreciate what a softie he was. Gone was the tough guy in the gym, and in his place was this cuddly man who just wanted constant affection.
“I could die happy like this, mi amor,” Din whispered.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying this. Now hand me that cup so I can rinse your hair, baby,” you told him.
He listened to you, moving forward so you could rinse the suds out. You silently appreciated the way the bubbles ran down his muscled back. God, he was so beautiful. And he was yours.
Once the soap was all washed away you leaned forward to press gentle kisses along his tan shoulder. Din didn’t say anything, but you could feel his body shiver slightly at the feel of your lips on his wet skin. Feeling emboldened, you moved your hands to trail around his waist as you continued your attention on his shoulders. It didn’t surprise you at all to find him already half hard when you grasped his cock in your hand gently.
“Fuck, baby,” Din bit out as you began to stroke him slowly. Letting him harden in your grasp.
“Shhh, my love. Just relax,” you whispered. “Let me take care of you.”
Din’s head fell back onto your shoulder as his whole body relaxed into yours. Only the sounds of soft moans and whimpers echoed through the bathroom as you continued moving your hand up and down his length. You still had hours before you had to pick up your son, so you were in no hurry at all. Din’s hands had found their way down to grip at your thighs where they bracketed his hips.
“Baby, if you keep this up I’m gonna fuck up our bath water,” Din chuckled, sounding out of breath.
“Hmm, but I like having you all vulnerable like this for me. Tell me what you want to do to me and maybe I’ll let you out of this tub,” you said.
Din seemed to sit and collect his thoughts for a moment, trying to keep his thoughts straight.
“I want you on top. Wanna see you take what you want from me,” Din grunted. “Baby, wanna feel your hands around my throat.”
Well, that was a surprise. Din usually liked to take control in the bedroom. Though it shouldn’t be that shocking seeing as he needed to give up some of that control especially now.
“Sounds a bit more like what you want me to do to you rather than the other way around. I’ll let it slide though, because I wanna see what you look like coming apart beneath me,” you teased him.
You released him from your grasp, gently pushing him forward so you both could exit the tub. Still, there was no rush to dry off and run to the bed. The two of you took your time drying each other off with a towel, your hands lingering as they worked over him. Usually the two of you were in a rush to get as close as possible. This time you were going to take your time.
Once inside your bedroom you pushed him back towards the bed, enjoying the heavy gaze he had focused on you. There was no denying the way the two of you made each other feel. Din sat obediently on the edge of the bed, making it easy for you to straddle his lap. He was already hard from you touching him in the bathtub and he moved his hips upwards to grind himself into you. You let out a soft gasp that was promptly cut short by Din capturing your mouth in a kiss.
You let yourself melt into the kiss, your hands burying themselves into his still damp hair. Din’s hands moved to your ass, gripping like his life depended on it. You could spend hours just making out with Din if he asked, and you had done that before. He just made everything feel so good. It ended up being you, though, who pulled away first. You wanted to take care of him and he wasn’t going to get in the way of your plans.
You pulled his head back to give you access to his neck, biting and sucking wherever you could.
“You’re so pretty, baby. And so fucking strong. How’d I get so lucky with you?” You began whispering between making love bites on his neck. “Grogu and I are the luckiest people on earth to have you. You take care of us so well.”
Din let out a whimper at your words. It was obvious that he was someone who craved words of affirmation, and you were more than willing to provide them for him. It was the least you could do, and it wasn’t like you were lying.
“You wanna lay down for me, baby?” You asked him.
“I’ll do anything you ask of me, fuck,” Din panted. He was already becoming worked up, fighting his instinct to take over and fuck you into the next lifetime.
“Good to know, now move,” you giggled as you moved off his lap. He awkwardly pushed himself up the bed to lay his head on a pillow.
You pulled your hair out of the clip you’d put it in before crawling up the bed until you were positioned on top of him. Sitting nice and polite with your wet core resting right on his erection. “I’m already wet and you’ve barely touched me. I just kissed you and then I’m ready to go,” you praised him.
“It feels like you’re buttering me up for something,” Din chuckled, but his cheeks were blushing bright red.
“Nope, just want my man to know how much I want him all the fucking time. What? You don’t believe you’re the reason I’m dripping right now?” You teased as you began grinding your hips to offer the poor man some friction.
“Shit.” Was all that came out of his mouth in response, letting himself enjoy the feeling of your slick folds running up and down his length.
“Now you’re going to lay back and let me take care of you, okay? Don’t make me tie your hands down if you try taking control. You don’t need to try and please me, baby. You just do, ” you told him before reaching down to grab his cock in your hands.
The foreplay could wait for another time. You wanted him inside you. Both of you let out groans of pleasure as you guided him inside of you. Right where he belonged.
Din’s hands went instinctively to your waist to guide his movements, but you automatically grabbed them and pushed them to the mattress.
“Let me be in charge, baby,” you told him before quickening your movements. He simply nodded before tightening his eyes in pleasure. “I thought you liked me on top because you thought I was pretty, Din. Open your eyes. Look at me.”
Din immediately complied, his eyes dark with lust. Your hands rested on his chest, stabilizing you as you began to bounce yourself up and down on him. He let out a grunt at your change in pace.
“You are… You’re so fucking pretty when you take my cock like this,” Din told you, already out of breath. He was getting close, which wasn’t a surprise seeing as you’d already gotten him halfway there in the tub. You were eager to help him get there, ignoring the fact you probably weren’t going to cum this time. You knew Din would more than make up for it when you went to bed later that night.
You reached your hand down, wrapping your fingers around his throat. Just like he’d asked for. You weren’t experienced with choking someone so you just applied light pressure, unsure of whether or not you were doing it ‘right’.
Din’s fluttered a bit, and he bucked his hips up going deeper inside you. Well, there was your answer. He seemed to like this new element to sex very much.
“Baby, let me touch you. I’m close,” he managed to get out. You knew he’d want to help you cum even though this was about him.
“No,” you told him simply before quickening your pace. The tell tale signs of his body seizing up warned you before he came with a muffled cry inside of you. His body went lax beneath you, obviously sated.
“Fuck, you didn’t even cum baby,” Din finally said as you got from on top of him.
“This was about you,” you said as you lay yourself next to him. “We can go again tonight if it’s really bothering you.”
“Why not right now. If you give me a few minutes I’ll be ready again,” Din said as he nuzzled his nose into your hair.
“No, right now we are going to take a quick nap before we have to go pick up a three year old from daycare. Now sleep, old man,” you told him.
And who was Din to turn down a mid afternoon nap with you wrapped up in his arms?
a/n: just a repost of one of my fics from ao3! hope you enjoy, feedback is greatly appreciated!
So funnily enough there WAS an active shooter at my work today and with how today was going if the police hadn’t caught him before he could get to where I was I think I’d have just done the same as Jod.
NEW MEME!
Star Trek: Deep Space Nine "Past Tense, Pt. 1"
Thank you @orlandothings and everyone who got me to 25 reblogs!
Just some pics from my Disney trip this year
Heard he in love with some other chick
This is a shoutout to my ex 🗣️🗣️🗣️
Just some pics from my Disney trip this year
So I was in a play version of It’s a Wonderful Life and here are some pics of my costumes.
