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I haven't been on here in so long and I am so sorry! If there are any imagines you guys want me to continue please let me know! I missed you guys! I just had to focus on myself for a bit💙

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Good Influence (Billy Hargrove x reader) (Part Two)

Summary: Your mom being friends with Susan, automatically made you the designated person to take Max under their wing but with her comes her older brother, Billy.

You wouldn't lie, Billy has crossed your mind a time or two since your encounter at the high school a week ago, but you plagued his mind, your messy but still maintained hair, your slight natural pouty look on your face.

Billy wanted to do something rare with him and ask you out on a date...a proper date, but he didn't know how to get a hold of you so he had to use his only source of information, Max.

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"No! Billy I am not helping you ask (Y/N) on a date! What the hell!" Max says in disgust, turning from her older brother and grabbing a can of pop from the fridge.

"Come on Max...please, I'll do anything" although she was walking away, she heard these words leave her brothers mouth and she instantly stopped dead in her tracks.

"What?" She smiles softly, sure not to turn around allow him to see her face.

"You heard me... I'll do anything" he reiterates hesitently.

"I'll see what I can do...but you HAVE to leave Lucas and the rest of my friends alone" she turns a smirk grazing her lips. Billy's demeanor quickly changes to one of slight anger but... This was just about he only chance at getting anywhere with you, you trusted Max wholeheartedly and if he put in a good word that was a step in the right direction. Max witnesses his face soften and his eyes cast downward.

He sighs, "Fine, I'll leave your little friends alone."

"Pardon?" Max's eyebrow raises, these was a sweet victory that she couldn't let pass.

"I SAID-" His voice raises but he catches himself "-I'll leave your little friends alone" he finishes.

Max smiles wide and walks away, the sound of an opening can could be heard faintly as her figure left view.

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"I don't know Max, this is Billy we're talking about... he's not the dating kind" you laugh softly, as you watch Max do tricks on her skateboard before she has to be taken home by Billy.

"I know (Y/N) but he seemed so persistent, he's never persistent. He usually gives up after 2 seconds but he said he'd do ANYTHING if I talked to you about this"

You were at a loss for words, you knew of Max and Billy's relationship...it wasn't healthy in the slightest, they had their moments where he would protect her but other than he was a total dick. Yet, here he was begging Max to land him a date with you rather than do it himself? Putting he fate in Max's hands? That was literally unheard of.

As sigh escapes you as ponder, what harm would one date do? You were by all means busy all week but you supposed he could just come over...no funny business included.

After about 30 more minutes, you and Max estimated that Billy would be in the parking lot by that time. "You ready to go Mad Max?" You smiled, seeing her pick up her board, "You bet!"

Making your way down to the parking lot, you caught a glimpse of the man of the hour. Looking as good as ever leaning against his car, from behind your sunglasses, you took him in. From curl framed face, to his exposed chest, so his slightly spread legs. He was probably the closest to a Adonis you would ever get and you would gladly be his Aphrodite.

You get closer to Billy and he looks down at you and Max, his heart borderline stopping at the sight of you. An oversized peach sweater covering you, your shoulder exposed but there was no bra strap to be seen this time. Your lower half was sporting a jean skirt, tight against your frame going just above your knee. You had tucked in the front of the sweater into your skirt, letting the rest hang. Feet covered in white converse. He was absolutely captured by your face, although covered by your glasses, he could picture you looking up at him through your long lashes and he could see your lips, always curled in some sort of smile, including now. Your lips today were bare, no added color to them, just their natural color. He had to admit, he quite liked your look today it was soft, contrasting with your personality.

When you make it to Billy you lean into him, your lips against the shell of his ear, "I'll see you tomorrow night, dress comfortably" you pull away with a smile and slide a piece of paper into his jacket pocket against his chest. His breath was caught in his throat and his eyes were slightly wide, unsure if he was dreaming or if you were really telling him this, he just settles for a not rather than speaking. He barely knew you...he knew this and it was odd for someone to have such an impact on him. Hell he was Billy fucking Hargrove! Keg King! And here he used to to what was happening but...he didn't hate it, you were different, a breath of fresh air.

You smile, slide your sunglasses down and send a wink his way. "Come by whenever, I'll be waiting" a giggle leaves you and you head off toward your motorbike, putting the helmet on and starting it up. You quickly turn back at the siblings and wave, holding your hand up in the sign of the horns, if she could see your face, your tongue would definitely be out and an eye would be closed. That was your thing, you loved rock music and you started to get Max into it surprisingly she knew Billy liked rock so she avoided it at all costs. Max signs back and you laugh, turning back forward and zooming off.

"You really just...you really put in a good word..." Billy trailed off, looking at your disappearing figure.

"Uh duh, you asked me to and I wouldn't just tell you I would and screw you over. Speaking of screwing, don't screw this up! She's not in high school anymore, she's not just gonna fall to your knees because you look at her, she actually has common sense"

Billy takes note of her words and nods slightly, getting in the car and driving toward home, thinking of what to do with you.

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You sat on your bed, studying hard, you had on a tank top with your college name on it, a cardigan and then pajama shorts. You had so much to do it wasn't even funny. Nothing was due tomorrow but just a lot of studying to get information to stick with you for the rest of the week, you sat softly to a vinyl piano album, to stimulate your brain but not distract with lyrics.

You were interrupted however when there was a knock on your door. You jump up and look in the mirror, fixing your hair, you knew it was Billy but you still wanted to look decent although you wore just pajamas. Heading to the door, you take a deep breath and open it. Met face to face with Hargrove himself, in a deep red button up, unbuttoned and exposing his chest. You gives you a quick once over and smiles.

"Billy hi!" You smile wider instantly, moving aside and letting him walk inside and take in your apartment. He looks around and smiles softly, it was very simple but still screamed you, a whole book shelf of albums and band posters scattered around the place but hung up straight and smooth. Other than that your apartment was very colorful and inviting. Plants on windowsills and light blue tea kettle on your stove top. He also noticed a bookshelf right next to the one holding your albums only this one was actually filled completely with books and a few family photos in front of them.

"Nice place" he compliments, turning back to you where you made your way to the kitchen, Billy following not too far behind.

"Thanks! I was thinking since I'd be busy studying and all that today we could stay indoors and cook dinner and maybe watch a movie?" You offered, a wide smile Immediately shows on his face, "I love that idea" he sits down at your counter and looks at you longingly as you scavenge around the kitchen looking for ingredients and utensils.

As odd as it sounded, all Billy thought while looking at you was how beautiful you looked bother concentrated and slightly confused. He could get used to seeing you like this every day.

You were just about done with scavenging but then you were met face to face with the ultimate obstacle, reaching the top shelf of your cabinet. You stood on your tippy toes but it was no use, you were still a few inches too short, you turned around to the silent boy ready to speak but immediately closing your mouth. He sat there, staring at you, a slight smile on his face. "what?" You feel your cheeks heat up and a soft smile appears on your face, but he just shakes his head,

"nothing, need help getting that?" You just silently nod. With a breathy laugh he gets up from his chosen position at the island counter and reaches up and grabs the bowl you needed and rarely used because there was never a need to use a bowl as large as it was but now you had someone else to cook for.

"Thank you" you take the bowl and set it on the counter, looking at the gathered materials. "What are we making?" He asks, an eyebrow raised. "Pasta...homemade" you look up at him and nudge him with your shoulder. He nods and smiles down at you, heading to the sink to wash his hands.

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You guys had spent sometime cooking and everything went by like a breeze but once you guys decided to bake, it all went down hill, or rather up hill from there.

"I don't know how but you have something on your face Hargrove" you smiled, his face dropped, "is it bad? Get it ooooffff" he begged, rubbing his face. You reach up and his face is Immediately met with frosting to the side of his face, your hand starting one place and travelling downward to spread it. A shocked look appears onto his face and you burst laughing, hunching over slightly,

"Oh no, you're not getting away with this," he states, laughing. "Well what are you gonna - Oof!" You're met with a fist full of flour to your chest and partially your face. Now it was his turn to laugh while you stood shocked. A smirk grazes your face as you reach for an egg, you stalk toward the boy but before you can get him in the chest, he grabs your wrists, holding you in place. "Don't you dare (Y/N)!" He laughs as you lean your front slightly against his as you struggle, in a fit of giggles. After a while you knew his grip wouldn't let so you stopped struggling and rested your head against his chest, he lets go of you and your hands drop, just to quickly go against his bare chest, the egg cracking and getting yolk and egg whites both on the floor and on his bare skin.

"oh you've done it now" he rushes toward you, your eyes instantly widen and you turn to run, you run to the opposite end of the island, fearing which side he'd run off to, soon enough he goes to his right to you, instantly running to your right away from him. He was too fast for you however, his arms wrapping around your midsection and lifting you into the air.

"Billy!" You squeal as your feet leave the air, laughs leaving you he walks a few steps and turns you around, setting you on the island counter, his body between your legs.

There is a soft silence between the two of you, only your heavy breathing being heard. You look up at him, you eyes scanning his face as his do the same. His hands then appear on the counter top, on either side of you. You say a soft "fuck it" and your lips instantly capture his. Him immediately responding by kissing back.

There was nothing hard or fast about your guy's kiss, it was slow and simple. A soft moan left you as your arms wrapped around his neck. His hands met your hips, and your fingers ran themselves through his hair. He pulled you closer and slowly the two of you separated from each other, a soft smile on both of your faces. Your head rests on the his front of his shoulder and his thumb traces shapes on your thigh "Wow" he sighs, content. You softly hum in agreement, tired. He softly lifts you up and takes you to your room, laying you on the bed as he leaves to go clean the kitchen. "Billy?" You ask, looking toward the doorway at him, "yeah?"

"Stay here tonight" you smile softly, slowly blinking, he smiles back and nods, "I'll be on the couch if you need me."

You giggle and shake your head, "You're not sleeping on the couch, you can sleep in bed with me" you smile. He nods again and blushes softly, "I'll be back" he says softly as he sees your eyes begin to close.

He starts to clean the kitchen replaying the night in his head and that kiss. He'd never felt so much butterflies in his stomach before if any at all. He's never had something that passionate before and the sight of you laughing and smiling for him instantly put a smile on his face. Out in public, you had a cold exterior...not ice cold but a very confident and independent air that came out as bossy but in the comfort of your own home you were fun loving and you had your times of nervousness and shyness. You were human and he loved that about you. Personally you didn't need time to open up to him once you were behind closed doors and to him that shouted trust.

After cleaning the kitchen he turns off your record player and turns the lights off, heading toward your room, removing his shirt, wet silk was never fun to sleep in.

He climbed in bed next to you and you instinctively got closer to him. He wrapped his arm around your midsection and your head layed in his chest. He smiled down at your sleeping figure and sighed. "good night beautiful." He could get used to this.

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Good Influence (Billy Hargrove x Reader) (possibly part one)

Warning(s): slight mention of sexual contact, teasing, borderline submissive Billy

Summary: Your mom being friends with Susan, automatically made you the designated person to take Max under their wing but with her comes her older brother, Billy.

A/N: I was thinking of making this a one off but if you guys like it I may have to make this a little series

There he stood, waiting for Max to arrive as she's late as always. He waits about 10 minutes, being the generous he is, and there she is... only not alone, she's walking next to a girl (Y/H), with (H/C) hair. A dark green sweater softly off your shoulders, showing your bra straps. A pair of blue jeans hugging your legs and sporting a thick red heeled shoe and a red lip.

You were laughing and talking to Max, but stopped when Max stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of Billy, she'd forgotten all about him and she could tell by the scowl on his face that there was no good outcome. But when you look his way a smirk creeps it's way to your face. You were no longer in highschool but you'd heard all about the infamous Billy Hargrove, mainly from your female classmates he's screwed. But he was indeed good looking.

"Go on Max, don't want him to explode and get denim all over the parking lot" this earned a smile and laugh from the red headed girl as she nodded. "I'll see you later (Y/N), just know I'm blaming my lateness on you!" You smile and wave, "I wouldn't want it any other way!"

Turning around, you make your way over to your motorcycle, putting on your helmet and starting the bike. One last glance over at Max, sending a head nod her way before zooming off.

"Who's that?" He pays no attention to Max getting in the car but his line of side was more transfixed on you riding off.

"She's no one you'd be interested in, that I'm sure of" Max sighs, looking at her step brother and back at the vacant parking lot in front of her.

"And how the hell would you know that?" His eyebrow raises giving Max the most uncomfortable side stare known to man. "She's mom's friend's daughter, no big deal, mom thinks she'll be a good role model for me"

"Of course, Susan with the bright ideas...how come I've never seen her around before?"

"She's a college student"

"So you're telling me... you're hanging out with a college student?"

"Yeah... problem?"

"Watch it Max."

"Oh, did I forget to mention she's coming over for dinner?" Max smirks, knowing this is the last thing he wants to hear because he'll be forced to stay home.

Billy headed out of the parking lot and headed towards home, thinking of how Max was hanging out with a college student when she was barely even a high school student yet.

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Over the past few weeks, Max was telling you how she was bombarded with questions from Billy about you. So you decided to visit him when he least expected it...during school. You didn't like people asking about you, especially him.

Walking into the high school, gave you major nostalgia, you weren't popular in high school but when you graduated you finally began to blossom. Walking past the gym doors you look in and spot just who you were looking for, Hargrove in flesh and blood. He was standing on the basketball court, shirt off and gym shorts on. You had to admit, he was a beautiful sight to behold like this. Your click of your heels was very much prominent over the squeaking of sneakers as you made your way across the gym floor.

You look over at the gym teacher and smile at the fact he was still working and hadn't retired yet. You were always his favorite if you were being honest, you never made his life any harder than it had to be when it came to being around high school kids. You two exchanged a hug and you went to go sit on the bleachers, watching Hargrove play basketball.

Looking over at you caused Billy's eyes to widen, he could feel his senses heighten just at the sight of you alone, legs crossed and sunglasses over your eyes, staring him as if he were your prey. He knew he had to play harder than ever, to show you he was the best, there was a lot at stack at this moment.

Steve, who had his back turned to you, saw Billy staring and turned to look and see what had caught his gaze, and when he sees you he smiles and waves, which you gladly reciprocate. Billy feel his stomach clenching at the sight of you smiling for another guy, Harrington of them all! He takes this time to dribble the ball and shoulder Steve, knocking him over and shooting the basketball, making it in with the satisfactory swish.

Looking at you, eyes meeting through your sunglasses, he sauntered slowly and briefly, tongue out and licking his lips.

You could feel the small smirk appear onto your face, although Steve was your friend, you had to admit that having Billy Hargrove himself go out of his way to get your attention was quite a thrill.

He continued to play this way, aiming his aggressions solely at Steve. It was Steve's turn to have the ball and Billy was directly behind him like a fly on honey.

"How do you know her?" He interrogated, occasionally reaching out in front of him to snatch the ball.

"She's friends with Max, I'm friends with the whole gang, so we sort of just met... Why do you ask Hargrove? Scared I beat you to the punch and claimed her first?" Steve had a smug smirk plastered across his face as Billy rendered himself momentarily caught of guard, allowing Steve to run and make the shot.

Steve laughed softly at the slight look of anger on the long haired boy's face, he knew he didn't like competition and he feels as if he should always win...and although you and Steve were just simple acquaintances, borderline friends, he would never let Billy know that.

You stood up once the boys were and headed into the locker room. You leaned against the wall next to exit leading outside, awaiting Billy's arrival.

He spent about 5 minutes looking at himself in the mirror, fixing himself up for you. Shirt slightly unbuttoned and cologne on, makes his way out and into the gym, debatably the last one out.

"I heard you've been asking about me, Hargrove" the way his name left your mouth was as if you were calling out for him, seductively. It was pure bliss. That shit faced grin appears onto his face and he raises an eyebrow, following you outside. "So what if I have?" He muses, leaning against the brick wall.

You turn to face him, crossing your arms "I wanna know why" oh you knew exactly why, big bad Billy was infatuated with you. You walk closer to him looking up at him slightly.

You're caught off guard however when you feel him pin you against the wall, his pelvis against yours, lips against your ear. "I can't seem to get you out of my mind, especially these curves of yours" his voice low and hands trailing up your waist toward your breasts.

You took the opportunity to knock him off balance and onto his back onto the ground. Straddling him, you take his hands and put them above his head. Now it was your turn to have a shit faced grin. "If there's one thing you need to know about me Hargrove, it's that I'm not one of these little high school girls you chase around-" you grind down once softly against him and you instantly feel him tense up, hardening. Your head goes down toward his neck, leaving a few kisses before continuing. "- I can break you sweetheart, i can take big bad Billy Hargrove and make him cry out for me in more ways imaginable" your right hand makes it's way to his neck, applying slight pressure. Moving your face to hover just above his, his eyes darken in lust. You knew you had him in the palm of your hand. You could feel his Adam's move beneath your hand as he swallowed hard and took a breath.

A giggle leaves you as you lean down, your lips grazing his, "Keep telling yourself that you're so dominant... it'll make ruining you so much sweeter" you smirk before getting up off of the California boy and walking away toward your bike, looking back slightly along the way, only to see him sitting up in the grass, staring you down...not in anger but, determination.

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To the Galaxy and Back (Luke Skywalker x reader)

Helloo! this is for the 2k Challenge I'm doing alongside @tom-parkers-girl and I hope you guys enjoy it! They came to me with the challenge of writing a 2k word piece with a prompt of the others choice in 24 hours! (Let's just say I have less than half an hour left aha)

Prompt: Friends to lovers on Tatooine

Warning(s): fluff, smut, angst

You and Luke had been friends for what seemed like forever, but things came to a stand still when he met Ben Kenobi, also known by his more famous name, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Luke had found out that his father was once a Jedi Knight and after hearing that, Luke made it his mission to become one as well. That's when he set out to leave Tatooine in search of the great warrior who calls himself Yoda, one thing led to another and you were hugging your best friend tightly, tears staining your cheeks, refusing to let him go but.. you knew this is what he wanted to do and you couldn't keep that from him, you just couldn't. So there you stood, watching the Millennium Falcon shoot off into the Galaxy around you.

To say you missed him was an understatement, it was as if he was a part of you and a that part felt missing but, you couldn't help but wonder if he felt the same.

What you didn't know was that he felt the exact same, he wanted nothing more than to see you but he wanted to prove himself to be a great Jedi like his father, he wanted to show you that he was so much more than a simple pilot. He wanted you to see that he was strong and was capable of things people said he wouldn't be able to do… you always believed in him and he felt it was duty to show you that you were right to do so but, he felt there was something more to the reason why he was doing all of this. But, he had to find Yoda and begin his training.

It had been months since Luke left and you couldn't help but feel a little empty each passing day, you would not longer rush to his parents little home to see him, exploring the sandy ruins of Tatooine. Smiling at each other and joking, dreaming what you'd do when you were to finally leave Tatooine… you always wanted to explore the Galaxy in all of it's beauty while Luke wanted to be a part of the Rebellion, become a fighter pilot, he wanted to make a difference, a change and you couldn't help but admire him for that.

Now you came to his parents hut, everyday to only find his parents, dreams of finally seeing him sitting there in his chair, to tinkering with his R2 unit, his blonde locks sticking to his forehead in the heat as he looks up to you with his beautiful blue eyes, then to smile and ask for his tools, you'd mess with him and pretend you didn't know what was what but you could find them with your eyes closed, you just wanted to his voice and see the soft smile on his face when you ask him to show you how something works.

Everyday was spent at the table with his parents, eating and talking, they supported Luke, they thought it was time he leave and discover himself and so did you but, you just wished you weren't left behind so easily.

Luke was hurting just as much as you, he had new found companions like Han, Chewbacca, and Leia, they had conquered so much together but nothing compared to seeing you by his side, looking up at him as you spoke to him, a soft smile grazing your lips. Your (E/C) eyes, meeting his, it always felt as if time slowed down when your guys’ eyes meet, he felt that you two were the only ones in the galaxy.

After meeting his father, who turned to the dark side, who was the infamous Darth Vader… he had to head back home, he had to head back to you. You were his home.

It was another day of strolling around Tatooine, there wasn't much to see what there was also nothing much to do so you just walked around hoping to come across something. You walked around until dinner time, which you always spent with Luke's family, walking into the small home, you gaze was focused on the ground, bringing in your contribution to dinner, which was just a small thing of bread. “I'm here, I didn't bring much bu-” your gaze raised and met the blue eyes you so loved since you were children. You could feel your eyes sting with tears as they threatened to fall, it had been what feels like forever and now here he was, standing in front of you with that smug smile on his faces, eyes glossy with tears.

Putting the tray down you dash over to the tall blonde and wrap your arms around him, jumping into his arms “Luke!” You were sure he could hear the strain in your voice due to choking up on tears but you didn't care, you were beyond happy to the moons and back. He was home. He was finally by your side again.

“Hey (Y/N)” he laughs, a sniffle soon following. You had to of been hugging for a long time, because by the time you let go, you could feel your arms cramping. But neither of you seems to notice, instead you smile at each other like a pair of idiots.

“I never thought I'd see you again, I thought you left for good” your smile softly drops at the thought of him leaving forever, it crushed you.

“hey hey, I'd never leave you behind, from now on, wherever I go, you're coming with me-” his hand meets your chin and lifts it up so you're looking at him “-you're not getting rid of me that easily” he laughs, this brings a smile back to your face.

After a moment, you notice throat clear from behind you, you turn and see Chewbacca and Han, smiling softly at you and next to Han you see a female, who seems to have a bigger smile on her face. Is this Luke's girlfriend, she's beautiful...I can see why. “Ah, guys! (Y/N) I want you to meet everyone, as you know Han and Chewy” you smile and nod “I do” Luke's smile widens “and this is my sister, Leia” you could feel your eyes bulging out of your head, “You have a sister?” You ask in disbelief, “Yeah! I didn't think I had any siblings but… you know what, I'll tell you later, let's enjoy ourselves, but first let's eat dinner!” Luke was as cheerful as always, always loved eating dinner. You took your place next to him and coincidentally at the same time reached for a piece of bread, your hands touching slightly. It sounded cliche but you could have sworn you felt something there, a spark some would call it. Your guys’ hands both retract in embarrassment and soon burst out into a back and forth of “You can take the bread first”... “No, it's okay, you go”... “You go”... “No, you go”... But unfortunately by the time you settled it, you both look over to see the bread gone, instinctively, your gazes shift to Han, halfway done munching through the last piece of bread.

“I'll never understand you Han” you laugh slightly, “I don't even think Chewbacca understands h and they've been partners for almost ever.” Han smiles and continues to eat.

After eating, you and Luke decide to head out for your routine walk, looking at nothing but the sandy horizon, and not only that, you brought a blanket to sit on and look at the time of day change. Smoothing the blanket, you lay down, looking up at the sky while he sits, looking down at you.

“I still want to explore the Galaxy you know, see things, everything out there seems so beautiful” you think out loud with a soft sigh.

“Yeah... beautiful” Luke's soft voice, causes your head to lull to the side, making eye contact, you could feel your cheeks start to heat and a smile form.

“What? Luke why are you looking at me?” A giggle escapes your lips as you laugh at you spacey friend.

“you, you're beautiful (Y/N), stars your beautiful” you can feel the gap closing between you two and you lips touch for the first time. Your stomach feels like it's on fire… you've been waiting for this moment for what feels like forever and here it is, only...it didn't stop at a kiss.

You feel Luke's hand softly run up your inner thigh, rubbing his thumb across the fleshy area.

“Is this...is this okay?” He was so confident two seconds ago and now he just turned into his usual awkward self, how could you not love him. Love... that's what you felt for him, love and you were positive he felt the same for you.

You give a quick nod, “this is more than okay” you breath softly as your hands reach for the bottom hem of his shirt, grabbing the fabric and lifting it over his head, throwing it aside in the sand as he went to do the same to you. You two kept going back and forth taking off each other's clothing until you were left in nothing but your undergarments, and you could very well see Luke through his, he was very gifted you had to say.

Laying back down on the blanket, Luke hovers over you, his lips exploring you everywhere from your neck to your ankles, he wanted you to know that he was never going to leave you and he was going to make you forget about the thought of it. As his lips traveled to your breasts, you lifted yourself up a bit and took off your bra, casting it aside. When that bra hit the ground, he went straight towards your breasts, your hardened nipples being abused blissfully by his tongue and teeth, his mouth was heaven and you wished you could feel it somewhere else but right now, you needed him. You run your fingers through his hair as he nips and tugs at your breasts, breathy and soft moans escaping you. Music to his ears he'd say.

After enough time has passed you take your hand, palming him through his underwear, feeling his dick grow harder under your touch made you so much more excited, especially when you could feel his hips jutting forward with need.

“I need you Luke...please” you say softly, a hand gently placed on the side of his face, he nods slightly and removes both of your guys’ underwear and with doing so, you could feel the head of his dick against your clit, softly rubbing in random circles. Involuntarily your lower body jolts slightly in pleasure and a whimper leaves you.

He loved seeing you under him, whimpering for him, moaning for him… your body was so responsive to him and he couldn't get enough of it. Slowly he slides in and you pull him closer to you, almost chest to chest but your back arches with the entrance, pressing your bodies entirely together.

He slowly starts to move in and out, careful not to hurt you. “You can go faster Luke, you won't break me” you purr, running a nail down his back, leaving goosebumps in their wake. With that his speed increases, not ungodly but not at a tortoise pace, it was just right, you could feel every inch of him inside of you, stretching you and filling you up.

Your legs wrap around the young Jedi pulling him close as you kiss him deeply, only to soon kiss and suck his neck. His name leaving your lips in soft whimpers and moans every few seconds, this was clearly egging him on, his speed increased and you could feel how close he was, you could feel his dick pulse slightly and his thrusts become sloppy, your name was coming out of his mouth like a montra now “(Y/N)...(Y/N)...(Y/N)...” You knew he didn't want to come without you but you didn't care, you wanted him to be satisfied and happy.

“Cum for me Luke” you moan, head lulling to the side, looking off into the horizon ahead, you were drawn back however when he slowed down and continued with hard thrusts, his moans growing in volume.

Your nails dig into his back as he still and releases himself inside of you, your release not to far after, your toes curl and your back arches as his name slips from your mouth like a prayer, as he had done for you. After catching your breath, you looks up to the blonde haired boy you'd known forever and smile.

He looks down at you and smiles back “I'm not going anywhere else without you...I promise.”

[dawnoftime21]

To Queen… To Freddie Mercury…

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Come What May (Part Two)

Warning(s): angst (Italics and Bold - Flashbacks)

Author's Note: I'm very surprised how well part one did in so little time, so here's part two!

He sees a smile spread across your face, the smile he knows so well. He can't seem to take his eyes off of you. He feels like time has stopped and his heart went with it, no longer beating. "Nice to meet you Billy" You get up and walk toward the frightened boy, hand extended. He looks at it and then back at you. "I-I gotta go" and with that he immediately walks off, almost at a running speed.

"Don't worry about it babe, he's not one for handshakes" Charles attempts at a joke but, something felt off. He seemed very odd and that worried you.

"I'll be back guys, Billy!" You called after the boy, running. He was surprisingly fast considering those tight jeans he had on. "Billy wait!" You continued to call but he wouldn't give you so much as a glance. You could yourself begin to slow.

It pained him to hear you call after him, you didn't even know him. But you were just that kind hearted, it was good to see that that hadn't changed at least, but he couldn't face you.

"Billy, please" your voice was soft but it was loud enough for him to hear and with that, he stopped dead in his tracks. You took advantage and walked towards him. He had no choice to stop when he heard you say please like that, that was another thing that hadn't changed. You always said "Billy, please" when he did something you didn't approve of...like drinking for example.

Slowly he turned to face you, and the first thing you do is look at him and into his eyes. He wished you would just stop, you were his deceased girlfriend, only from the past. You had to be about 17 now, same age as himself. You were still in high school for God's sake! It hurt him to know 7 years later you'd be gone. Heading to your last year of college after putting so much work in. He could feel tears threatening to leave his eyes as he looked into yours. The eyes he fell in love with. You could feel a pain in your chest at the tears forming in his eyes. Instinctively you wrap your arms around him, he very noticably tenses. You run your hand up and down his back, softly rubbing your thumb back and forth against it. He slowly starts to relax, hugging back slightly.

You part from the long haired teen and look up at him. "Are you okay?" You ask softly.

How was he to answer that? The woman he loves, who is dead, is standing right in front of him, not as her 25 year old self but as her 17 year old self, who on top of that, has a boyfriend!

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine, I just can't hang out with you guys, I'm sorry (Y/N)" you knew he wasn't okay but you didn't want to pry, so you simply nod softly. "It's okay Billy, I understand"

He nods in acknowledgment and a heavy and comfortable silence falls between the two. But soon he turns to walk away, and you couldn't help but have a pit fall in your heart at the sight of him walking away.

"Billy!" You call out, and he stops, not turning. "Can you meet me at the park later tonight?" You see his head go up and down and he proceeds to carry on.

You turn and head back to the boys but the only one still there is Simon.

"Where did the rest of the boys go Si?" He simply shrugs. "They mentioned having business to take care of, what it is, I have no clue" Charles never really left without you so, what he's doing must be really important. "oh alright, wanna take a walk?" He simply nodded, a smile rose onto your face. Simon was a boy of few words, you always admired that about him, but you always loved that he opened up to you more than the rest of the boys... You were pretty sure it was a racial thing to the boys. They'd be best friends with him and hang out with him more if he wasn't black, you and Simon both felt it but you accepted Simon for who he was, he was so smart and would help you study and you'd teach each other things you learned in classes one had but the other didn't. Simon was your confidant.

Billy walked around Hawkins for a bit until making his way back to his car, getting in the back and laying down. He was a wreck on the inside and now that we was in the car, he could finally be one on the outside. Tears immediately fell from his eyes, crying. Not a normal cry though...a certainly ugly one, that definitely isn't silent. He was torn inside, he just wanted to wake up from this fucked up dream and cry over you in his bed. Without seeing you again and without seeing you with someone else. He couldn't take it. What the hell was he supposed to do here?! Stand around and watch you suck face with Charles the rich kid? He was upset to the point of feeling physical pain. His chest, his head, his whole body was in pain.

"Idk Simon, he just seems odd? Not odd, that sounds mean of me, he seems out of place?" You tried to elaborate, Billy just seemed like an odd ball, he wore a denim jacket with denim jeans that looked way tight than any jean you've seen. And to add on to that, you've never seen him before, he just popped up out of nowhere and is acting all strange.

"I mean we do live in a small town (Y/N) not everyone here is the latest and greatest with fashion-" Simon stops to chuckle.

"- who knows, where he's from that could be what's currently in. I just wonder where he's from though." You silently nod in agreement. "He seems really nice though, pained...but nice, I asked him to meet me at the park later" you smile softly at the thought of seeing him again.

"(Y/N)... I really don't think that's a good idea, what if Charles finds out, you know how he gets" he clears his throat to attempt to do his finest Charles impression "No hanging around guys unless I'm not there, I don't trust them" he put on the most rich boy voice he could and you couldn't help the giggle that escaped from you at that point. "I don't think it's the guys he doesn't trust, I feel like he just doesn't trust me" Simon stops at hearing this and turns to you, "What makes you say that?" Your gaze meets the cement ground and you start to fiddle with your hands, "He's always criticizing what I wear saying it's too 'provocative' and then asks me if I'm trying to 'seduce every guy I meet' but the reality of it is is that I'm only wearing a skirt that goes below my knees and a turtle neck... I'm not trying to seduce anyone Simon"

Simon sighs deeply at this, "I'm not quite sure how to help you with that" a sigh couldn't help but leave you too, "It's fine, I'm used to it by now let's just keep going." You say, continuing to walk, and hesitantly Simon follows.

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After about an hour or so of walking, Simon had to head home and you realize it's about time to start heading to the park to meet Billy.

Billy spent a good 2 hours in the car, completely destroyed but when he finally looks out the window, he sees that it's night time, he has to meet you at the park! He wipes his eyes and looks into his review mirror, blood shot eyes looking back at him... it's a good thing it's dark outside.

He gets out of the car and quickly heads off for the park, hoping and praying he isn't too late.

When he gets there, you're no where insight. He really ruined his chance didn't he? To meet you and be with you one more time. He's fucked up more than once! He just can't seem to stop messing up. He's dragged out of his thoughts with a figure hopping onto his back, "Billyyy! You made it!" You were pretty sure you looked like a Cheshire cat with the huge smile that was on your face. A laugh escapes him and he puts you down. "H-Hey, I thought I missed you" he could feel his heart racing, no only from the huge scare you gave him but because of the possibility of losing you forever...again. "No silly, I would have waited for you all night if I needed to" you giggled. He took this time to take in your features, the way you smiled when you softly laughed and the crinkle of your nose. And the way you got those little wrinkles by your eyes when your face would softly scrunch, you really haven't changed much in 7 years.

"Billllyyyyyy" he's snapped out of his daydream, when you snap your fingers in front of his face and lean in slightly, on your tip toes, he had major height on you but you never had a problem with it. He wasn't sure if you did at this point in time or not. "Welcome back" another laugh leaves you and you start to walk, he just simply looks at your walking form. But not feeling his presence beside you, you turn and see him...unmoving "Well? Let's go silly! I wanna take you somewhere"

With a deep breath he closes his eyes momentarily and follows you.

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"Onward Billy boy!" Your voice trying to imitate that of a ship captain, pointing in front of you as you clung to your boyfriend's back. He ran around with your laughing form on his back, he couldn't help but laugh along with you, ignoring all of the strange glares from bystanders, passing by the park. He catches you off guard by suddenly dropping to the ground, in a push up position, forcing you off of his back. "Hey!" You laugh, laying onto your back, next to Billy as he looks down at you.

"You're beautiful, you know that?" He smiles softly, laying beside you and grabbing your hand, squeezing tightly. "Only because you tell me every single day" You take his hand and play with his fingers, fingers softly going over the cold metal rings that cover them, kissing his knuckles. "Watch yourself captain" he laughs. Turning your head to face him. "I love you, Hargrove" your eyes meet and you can practically feel yourself smiling like an idiot. "I love you, bean" you couldn't help but laugh at the nickname he gave you... You always said that no matter what you put on, you looked like a bean to piss him off but he caught on and starting calling you bean. There was no where else you wanted to be in that moment...and he felt the exact same way. You were the lucky one who managed to make some change to Billy's hard exterior attitude. But even if he didn't change...you wouldn't even care.

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Come What May (Billy Hargrove x reader) (Part One)

Summary: Billy manages to turn back time after your unpredictable death after coming home from college at the age of 25

Warnings: Drinking, Death, Angst

It had been a whole week since your death and he still remembered the phone call like it was only a minute ago... His heart racing and head swimming with thoughts, the officer on the other line nothing but a white noise after the words left his mouth, "She died on impact, I'm sorry" He wanted to break down right then and there but he couldn't, physically couldn't...his head was so full his body couldn't react. It wasn't until about 5 minutes after the call when everything sank in...you weren't coming. He could remember the feeling of the hardwood floor clashing with his knee caps, his hands turning into fists in his hair just pulling and pulling. The sobs and screams that tore from him were enough to make his throat for 3 days. Susan came into the room, and for once in his life, he didn't push her away. She sat there, holding him and rocking him as he sobbed and sobbed. He knew his dad would call him a pussy, with that shit faced grin on his face but when the news of your death left Billy's mouth, that grin was melted away faster than anyone would have thought.

But what he really couldn't forget was your guys' last conversation face to face before you left to go start your final year of college.

"You know what? Fuck you Hargrove!" You shouted, tossing a pillow in his direction, in which he caught. "You said you'd stop drinking!" Tears brimmed your eyes as you looked at your drunken boyfriend, dishevelled with bottles around him. "Correction, I said I'd try ... TRY" His voice raised. Turning your back to him, you shake your head. "I have to go Billy, I have to make it to Massachusetts before moving day...I can't be doing this with you" your voice was soft, it was always soft after an argument between the two of you.

"Fine whatever! GO" His speech was slurred and you were barely able to get what he was saying, but you got it. This time tears did spill. "You don't mean that" you countered, but he just nodded "Oh yes I do!" He sat up, swaying slightly, eyes unfocused. "O-Oh well I...I love you" you grabbed your bag and walked out of the door. Turning to look back at him, he just layed back down, taking another drink.

He woke up the next morning, looking for you but unfortunately for him you weren't there. He found out what really happened through Max, she told him everything that went down. From telling you to leave to your soft I love you that wasn't returned. You deserved so much more than him, he always thought about this, you were so kind and gentle while he destroyed everything in his path. He regretted ever putting that bottle in his hand, but little did he know those were the last words spoken face to face to each other.

And now here he was, drunk and driving well over the speed limit going who knows where. Ever since you died the thought of alcohol was repulsive but it was the only thing to numb the pain, he had had a whole case before setting out onto the road with his music blaring.

"You took here away from me!! I never even got to fucking say goodbye! You bring her to me and you take her away, I never should have fucked up! I'm being punished!" He then broke down into sobs he didn't even know he was holding. He made you a promise and he couldn't even keep, it wasn't just the promise about drinking...there was one much greater than that and he hated himself over it. He pounded his hands against the steering wheel, anger and remorse flowing all through him. But before he knew it, his eyes were dropping closed and his head was against the steering wheel, car accelerating.

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The sun was bright and directly in his eyes. He didn't sleep that long did he? The sun was going down when he started driving and now it looks to be about 1 or 2 in the afternoon. Squinting he could make out, brightly colored everything... Clothing mostly. Bell-Bottoms being worn and heeled shoes. Another thing he noticed was 'Vote For Jimmy Carter 76' ' signs scattered about... But Ronald Reagan was running for president and it was 1984, not 1976. What the hell was going on here and why is he in the 70s? This has to be some fucked up dream, he had been drinking...so it makes sense right?

He gets out of his car quickly and looks around. Everyone was dressed in pale colors and bell bottoms.. dear God this really was the 70s. Slowly but surely he starts to walk around Hawkins, Indiana, it looks so different but the similar at the same time. The cafe looks the exact same but the shop next to it went from being a shoe shop to a music shop. He continues to walk until he make it to the park in the town square. There he sees a group of kids, around his age listening to music, dancing, eating and just running around having a blast. The group consisted of 5 people, 4 boys and a girl in which he couldn't see. Billy leaned against a tree and lit his cigarette looking not only at the group but at his surroundings.... Could he really be in the 70s, is that even possible? He'd be about 9 right now still back in California, so he surely doesn't know anyone in this stupid town...maybe one of his teachers or something but that's about it.

He's drown out of his thoughts with a tap on his shoulder, turning to see one of the boys from the group of kids.

"Excuse me, could I borrow your light? I noticed you were smoking and I forgot my light" he sightly laughs at the end out of awkwardness. Billy slowly nods, handing the boy his lighter, which he takes and lights his cigarette.

"Thanks, I'm Charles" he smiles, reaching out his hand, "Billy" it was a short response and he definitely didn't shake the boys hand. Eventually he got the hint and lowered his hand.

"Anyway, some friends and I are over there hanging out. Eating and stuff, you're welcome to join if you want" usually Billy would say no but, he's not turning down free food.

"Sure, lead the way"

When they make it over there, Charles introduces the group.

"This is Connor, Jacob and Simon" he points to each boy as he says their names, Connor and Jacob were twin brothers, blonde hair and blue eyes..a jock looking type. And Charles himself looked exactly like his name suggested. Preppy and we'll kept, with dark brown hair and green eyes. Simon was African American and was the most normal looking out of the group he looked like everyone else around not some prep or jock.

"and this is my girlfriend (Y/N)" Charles points to the only girl in the group sitting beside Simon. He could feel his heart stop at the sight of her...not her... you.

"everyone, this is Billy" he saw a smile spread across your face. The smile he knew so well.

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ghost choir 👻 🎵

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Superheroes being 197% done with wii music playing

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Brother's Best Friend (Part 3) (Smut)

Summary: You were the innocent little sister of Peter Rumancek, (Y/N) Rumancek. Roman knew he couldn’t have you and that he had to stay away from you but he just couldn’t help himself.

Warning(s): angst, sad/depressed!Roman, Smut, cunnilingus, NSFW gifs

A/N: Gifs not miiiinee

Tags: @really-lucas

You were very nervous to spend the night with Shelley, mainly because it would be at her place and you knew you'd run into Roman in one way or another and just the thought of it was enough to make your heart pound and your hands sweat.

You went most of the day at the Godfrey household without running into Roman and you were so grateful for that. It was the middle of the night and Shelley and everyone in the house seemed to have been asleep but you couldn't help but get thirsty and make your way downstairs when you hear crashing noises coming from Roman's room. In the back of your mind you assumed he had a girl over but you couldn't help but think something was wrong. You slowly turn the door knob, opening the wooden door, only to see a distraught Roman. Jacket over his shoulder and pacing around the room, you could see his hands shaking as they reached to his face but he moved them away, clearly unsure of what to do. It wasn't until you called out to him softly that you could see the tears rolling down his pale skin.

His eyes widened slightly at the sight of you, he could feel his throat close up and his legs give out from under him. Collapsing to the ground on his knees, sobs leaving him. You didn't bother to say anything to him, just run over to his side and hold him close to you, his head resting on your chest, arms limply at his sides and in front of him. You softly rocked him back and forth, running your fingers through his hair, not bothering to speak first, he'll tell you when he's ready.

And there you sat, for almost half an hour, you holding him as you softly sing 'The Scientist' by Coldplay. You always listened to it when you felt all was lost, it was like second nature to sing it to him, you could see the pain on his face and in his chocked sobs. So you just held him, letting him let it out.

Out of the blue, he softly grabs your shirt into his fists, scared you'll leave and disappear at any moment. You grab one of his hands and trace your thumb across his knuckles, occasionally squeezing.

"I'm a monster" he says softly, a sniffle following it. You feel your chest tighten. You stay silent, encouraging him to continue. "All I do is take and take and take for my own well being and to survive...but all I do his hurt people, possibly killing them. I'm a monster (Y/N). I just toy with people's emotions and push them away, I don't deserve love. I'm a monster" he pours his heart out, the usually calm and collected Upir lies in your arms, crying and broken.

"Look at me" you comb his hair out of his face but he doesn't look at you. "Roman look at me" you give his hand a reassuring squeeze and he reluctantly looks up. His tears are gone and all that remains are bloodshot eyes and tear stained cheeks. In his eyes, you no longer saw the cocky teenage boy you knew... You saw someone who was scared, scared of themselves.

"I don't want to be this thing" his voice a shaky whisper.

"You're not a monster Roman, you're doing what you have to do to survive...you didn't ask to be an Upir, you didn't ask to go on violent tantrums when you didn't get enough blood, sure you're misunderstood and you do harm others but don't you dare call yourself a monster. I refuse to let you beat yourself up over something you can't control. And you are loved" you voice was soft yet stern with him, you wanted to scream at the universe for making him this way, making him into someone he hates.

"Loved by who? My own mother fucking hates me"

"Shelley, Letha, Peter and well...me" you start but by the end of your sentence, your voice was nothing but a whisper. His eyes bore into yours, looking for any sign of you lying.

"You...you love me?" A small smile makes it's way on to his face when you nod, "Of course I do, you're a good person Roman, I know you are, I know you don't see it but you want to better yourself and I can see it with how you treat Shelley, Letha and Peter... I see right through you, sure you're always doing drugs and having sex but that doesn't hide that I know you have your demons inside, and I accept them" you hadn't noticed that tears left your eyes until his thumb comes into contact with your cheek, wiping them away. His eyes lock onto yours again, only this time he slowly leans in, and this time you don't stop him. You lean in too and meet him halfway.

Your lips lock and you felt like nothing else in the entire world existed. You had avoided him for so long but you couldn't keep running away from him, you had to be honest with both him and yourself. He slowly sits up, still kissing you and lays you down, spreading your legs and settling between them. One of your legs wraps around his waist and his hands reach for your shirt, pulling it over your head. You do the same to him and softly run your hands over his chest. He smiles and takes one of your hands, pressing it over his heart, before kissing your hand. Lean upward and connect your lips, your thoughts were so hazy that you hadn't processed that he had already undressed you and started kissing your neck and chest.

Your hand makes it's way to his hair, moving it out of his face and softly massaging his scalp. He took his time, kissing your chest, and making his way down to your soaking core, looking up at you with his hypnotizing eyes as you softly licks your clit. Your body slightly jerking up in response as a needy moan escapes you and your mouth falls open. You could tell by the look he was giving you that he was going to take his time with you...savor every moment as if it were his last.

His tongue flattens against you, slowly licking until he gets to your clit. His movements slightly speeds as he flicks his tongue, softly sucking. A breathy curse escapes you and your gaze goes up to the ceiling. Your body and mind were screaming, you felt like you were on fire and Roman was the only thing to put you out, but ironically enough, he was the only one who could make you burn up like this. Your moans get louder and louder as he devours you, not too fast and not too slow. His hands rest on your hips and your hands quickly find his, squeezing them as you get closer to releasing the knot in your gut.

"R-Roman" you stutter and moan, jerking your body again. "Let go baby" he encourages, sucking even more on your clit. Your back arches upward and your eyes screw shut as soft moans leave you, hands squeezing his. He was the first guy to make you cum with just his tongue... He didn't even use his fingers. All of it was just the works of his mouth.

Pants leaves you as you look down at him with an accomplished smile on his face. Causing a smile to arise onto yours.

You couldn't help but gently place your hands on the sides of his face, pulling him into a passionate kiss. You could taste yourself on his tongue but you could also taste the cigarettes and cigars he'd smoked throughout the day.

As you kissed him, you could feel him slowly sliding into you, stretching you out like no one before him had ever done. You broke the kiss as your mouth opened in a silent moan. His thrusts started slow but he went all the way in, sliding in and out with ease.

This moment wasn't about sex to the two of you, and you both knew it. The look in his eyes was that of adortion and longing. His passionate thrusts speaking words you knew he didn't have the guts to say. He didn't do this with any other girl, you were special to him and tonight was just the confirmation he needed. He realized he needs you in his life and he wouldn't have it any other way.

The two of you press together in a symphony of moans and pants. "You're so tight, fuuck" he groans out as his head falls into the crook of his neck and his thrusts go harder. Whimpers coming from the both of you as you clench around his cock tighter than you had before.

You continuously moan both his name and a combination of yeses and swears. Cradling the back of his head with your hand into the crook of your neck. He presses deeper into you as he whimpers your name over and over with each thrust.

Your guys' moans increase in volume as you reach your highs. You cling to him, legs wrapping around his waist. "P-Please" was all you could get out, your walls tightened continuously and your nails dug into his back. His lips meet your jawline as his thrusts get sloppy and his breathing becomes rugged. Soon after a few more hard thrusts your pressing yourself into him and cumming harder than you ever had before, hands gripping his face and kissing him softly as he comes undone inside of you.

He gives a few more soft thrusts before pulling out of you, lips still locked onto yours. Your arms wrap around his neck and the two of you reluctantly pull away. You couldn't fight the smile on your face as you kiss him again. "I love you, Godfrey"

He rolls over, pulling you into his body. One panting body against another in bliss. Your fingers gently glide over his chest and stomach. As he slowly falls asleep you not to far behind, naked, on his bedroom floor.

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What if Steve never knocked off Bucky’s mask and killed him and only found out after.

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InfinITy War

“It only ever had one goal, to wipe out half the children across the universe.”

“Bill, I don’t feel so good…

“YOU WON’T FEEL GOOD TOO!”

“Guys!”

“Go blow your dad you mullet wearing as-”

“They’re Infinity Gazebos! THEY’RE BULLSHIT!”

“YOU LEFT ME!”

“Your hair is winter fire, January embers. My hear burns there t-”

“Bill?”

“S-s-s-SHIT!”

I am so sorry for creating this.

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Immortal (Luke Skywalker x reader) (Part 2)

Summary: Flashbacks of your past seem to get harder and harder to control everytime.

Warning(s): Angst

°3rd Person POV°

He watched you from afar as you sat on a rock, meditating silently

"Good morning young Skywalker" you open your eyes and smile, before turning to face him."Ready to train, are you?" You get off of the rock and make your way towards him, smile beaming in the slight rays sunlight. He could feel his breath get caught in his throat, all he could do was nod vigorously. "Good! Yoda will teach you most things, but I will teach you combat" you make your way to a clearing where there aren't any trees and ignite your (F/C) saber. He ignites his and you two get into stance, your eyes closely watching him, piercing through him even. You were such a light hearted spirit until it came down to business, as if you were two different people. You two went at it for a bit and you feigned pretending to have been hit with the saber, "are you alright? I'm so sorry" he looked concerned, getting close to you where you sit on the ground, clutching your leg, you reach a hand out for him to 'help you up' but when he takes it and you pull him down, climbing on top of him in a straddle position. "Always watch your opponent closely Skywalker, don't let them diestract you... You were nowhere near my leg when you stricked" you smiled slightly, as he looks up at you with wide eyes.

"Don't worry about hurting me Skywalker, your goal is to take down the enemy, as of now I'm the enemy. Understand?" He nods quickly and gulps. You smile and get off of him, helping him up.

"That should be enough for now, I'm sure Yoda would like some time with you" you say, heading back to the dwelling. You make a meal for yourself and when you walk out of the hut, you see Luke, running around with Yoda in a sack on his back. He seems to notice you, watching him with your arms crossed and a shade of red covers his face "Watch out young Skywalker!" You shout, but unfortunately he had already made impact with the tree. You make your way over to the young man clutching his head, "You must pay attention Skywalker, we have talked about paying attention already" you take his hand and lead him toward the hut. "now I must take care of your head so you can get back to training" he may have been seeing double of things but he didn't take his eyes off your intertwined hands, not until you made it into the hut anyway "Skywalker!" You snap in front of his face, causing his gaze to meet yours. "huh? Sorry!" He sits to where your finger is pointing as you bring him some food and assess the scratches, bump and bruise on his forehead. "you must be more careful, I can not stress that enough"

"My apologies (Y/N)" he says softly as you grab his face and start looking at more than his wounds, his bone structure, his eyes. "you have your father's eyes" a small smile appears on your face. His eyes widen at this as your hands explore his face, and along his jaw line. His heart couldn't help but speed up and his breath couldn't help but get caught in his throat. "Your heart is racing young Skywalker, why?" Your head tilts and a hand rests over his heart. "I um- it's nothing, it's just hot in here and it has my heart racing, I am sorry" he attempts to blow it off but you refuse.

"Ah I see, it's because I mentioned your father isn't it?" You sigh and take his hand, "I apologize for bringing him up, you are still sensitive to the subject I see" you give him a reassuring smile. That wasn't at all why his heart rate went rapid but he won't let you know that "It's quite alright, I'll get over it" he looks away from you and over at Yoda in the doorway. "Master Yoda! I wish to continue my training!" He quickly stands and almost falls, but you are quickly at his side.

"I am afraid you need to rest a bit before we continue" that wasn't the answer Luke was hoping for, he becomes frantic and paces, "I must learn! I'm fine I swear!" His voice raises.

You reach your hand out and use the force to keep him still and close his mouth, "You are in no state to concentrate on anything, it seems Yoda and I will have to teach you of controlling emotions before you start using the force, is that clear? One blink no, two blinks yes" he blinks twice and you release him from your hold, he falls to the ground and looks up at you. You had just used the force on him, he doesn't know whether to be impressed or scared.

"You remind me of your father young Skywalker, so eager to learn"

"It just isn't fair (Y/N)!" Anakin paces around the room, "They say I am so powerful but they refuse to let me live up to my potential! They teach me so little at a time and it frustrates me!"

You sat in front of your pacing Padawan, "It is nothing to be worried about Anakin, they teach all of us at the same rate, it wouldn't be fair to the others if you get special treatment" he stopped and looks at you "I deserve to be taught everything and I don't understand, I'm more powerful than Obi Wan, I know I am!" He never cared what got in his way, he was always so eager and driven to learn, he would often get frustrated and state that the Master Jedi were trying to hold him back from his potential.

"Anakin stop! Slow down! You must not do this!" You ran after him on the planet of Mustafar, he had turned to the dark side, Chancellor Palpatine told him of the ways of the Sith, the ability to control death and how the Jedi were to never teach him of it but Anakin being the boy he is, sided with Palpatine, wanting to learn everything he could, especially after his dreams of Padme's death.

"Who are you to tell me what I must and mustn't do!" He turns around and says to you, almost in a growling tone. "I'm doing what I NEED to to keep my family safe, while you stand around waiting for it to happen! Chancellor Palpatine has taught me more than any Jedi Master ever will, if you are not with me, you are against me" He continues to walk. Leaving you behind. You knew you couldn't join him, he was heading down a road of misery, pain, and no return. He was no longer Anakin Skywalker, the best friend you met on Tatooine, he was Darth Vader, the Sith Lord.

The look in his eyes broke your heart, he was a completely new person "don't try it" Obi Wan says, staring down Anakin but he soon leaps into the air...only to get his legs cut off by Obi Wan's saber. He falls to the ground, dangerously close to the lava below. You could feel the tears in your eyes as you hear his screams of pain. "You were the chosen one!" Obi Wan shouts, "You were supposed to destroy the Sith! Not join them! Bring balance to the force not leave it in darkness!" You could tell your fellow master wasn't taking this well, and you felt the same way. You and Obi Wan turn your backs and start heading up the rocks. "I HATE YOU!" you hear your best friend shout from behind you. "You were our brother Anakin...we loved you" you say softly. Tears falling your eyes as you turn your back on him one last time and take your leave, Obi Wan not far behind.

You were snapped out of you daydream by Luke, "Are you alright (Y/N)" a concerned look crosses his face.

"I need air" you shortly say and rush out of the dwelling and deep into the swampy lands of Dagobah.

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Comic-Writes Masterlist

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IT (2017)

Patrick Hockstetter

Forbidden **

The Babysitter **

Real **

Why Him? **

Henry Bowers

No More **

Fuck You **

Hemlock Grove

Roman Godfrey

Brother's Best Friend (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)**

Gotham

Jerome Valeska

Word on the Street **

Star Wars

Luke Skywalker

Immortal (Part 1) (Part 2)

To the Galaxy and Back**

Stranger Things

Billy Hargrove

Come What May (Part 1)(Part 2)

Good Influence (Part 1) (Part 2)