#and how he cares for luke

[seth-shitposts]

We finished the Obi-Wan Kenobi Series

There were a lot of things I was/am endlessly frustrated over

But there are also many bits and choices that were made that I have an appreciation for too.

[readrantannotate]

Ok but you know what BROKE me about episode 8??

When Percy accidentally cut Luke and he looked so upset and immediately apologized, but Luke cut his arm without hesitation, MID APOLOGY.

[d4ydream-girl]

as a fan of the books i was not expecting so many gods to just appear in this first season. like obvi Dionysus and Ares show up but now we also got Hephestus and in the next ep Hermes directly interacting with the trio. at first i was like why are they here the whole point is that the gods are supposed to be absent... but in a way that's exactly what their earlier appearance is showing.

Hephaestus has time to fucking wander around his rusty amusement park. Hermes has time to gamble and slowly deliver packages (why was he just fucking walking around like can't bro teleport or something??). Ares and Mr D do whatever they want wbk.

the point of showing them earlier is to show what they ARE doing INSTEAD of visiting their kids. like bro is out here moping around his lonely little amusement park while all the demigods at camp fucking hate their godly parent. they have all the time in the world but they just don't care.. they choose to do other shit instead of seeing their LITERAL CHILDREN. it's so painfully obvi to the viewer why Percy hates them all so quick, but the gods just don't realize.

[thewriterowl]

Din: (incredibly tired) So, if a stranger says they have an injured Lothal-kit in their ship you...

Luke: (soaking wet) Go into their ship and help!

Din: (sprays him again) No, Luke. No.

[bugcuti3]

I hate how they made him gorgeous and I’m supposed to not like him..?

[basimibnishaqs]

seeing people make the luke skywalker mental illness post about obi wan like obi wan isn’t a big reason why luke is the way he is by rotj

[dollypopup]

like. . .are any other Polin fans out there that do not give a singular flying fuck about Debling? we should form a club lol because from the very bottom of my heart and with my whole chest: I could not care less about him. Not sorry, I'm tuning into S3 for Pen and Colin and Pen and Colin alone

[lukedjarinsblog]

fic: angst, enemies to lovers, slow burn, etc

me: I don't like when the same things keep repeating on fics sometimes they need to change a bit

fic: luke is unaware that din has been kissing him for weeks by touching foreheads through his helmets or that din has been courting him because luke doesn't know about mandalorian culture

me, automatically:

[sbd-laytall]

The Jonathan Turner and Shawn Hunter to Luke Danes and Jess Mariano pipeline.

[phoenixkaptain]

Thinkin about Star Wars bending AU andndhdj

Anakin should be the Avatar, obviously, but I think he would begin as a water-bender. I mean, his name literally means “water bringer” or whatever. It’s pretty clear.

But I also think he would have the most trouble with water-bending. Not the fighting part, but the healing part. He’s too impatient or he just can’t understand how to do it, no matter how often he’s shown or it’s explained, and that leads to him feeling even more guilty about everyone who dies. His mother dies and he thinks “This wouldn’t have happened if I’d just done better.” His fears of Padme dying are multiplied because he feels so useless.

Anakin is great at fighting. He’s intimidating. He can lift up mountains and hold them threateningly over the heads of his enemies. He can stop the very air they breathe and pull it out of their lungs. He can use their blood to manipulate them like puppets. He can reduce an entire village to ash in seconds.

But he just can’t heal people. Even as people say he’s mastered every other element, he feels like the very element he began with isn’t mastered. He feels like he’s failing, failing the moon and the Jedi and the water itself. He just can’t figure out what he’s doing wrong, and he’s tried for so long, and it makes him equal parts furious and depressed.

(Palpatine is the one who the Jedi get to train Anakin to heal with water-bending, and Palpatine sees how nervous he is about it (Anakin could never get it to work on Tatooine and is worried he’ll fuck up and the Jedi will send him back) and teaches him wrong on purpose so that he only gets worse. But, he promises to lie to the Jedi, because Anakin is so worried about it, and tells them he’s doing fine, the skill just needs to be practiced. Then, we still have his manipulations and Anakin’s reliance.)

When it comes to Anakin’s children, I think Luke and Leia should be different.

Leia fits earth-bending. She’s loyal and unyielding and absolutely bends metal in her fists when she’s angry. The ground shakes when she walks, mountains crumble when she looks at them, she’s terrifying to the enemy because she learned to lift mountains just like the Avatar did. The unyielding sturdiness of earth, but the softness too. Things like farming and building things and making games. There’s softness to earth, a springiness that makes it strong, and Leia is both the unyielding bedrock and the soft sandstone. I like to think she’s good at bending sand itself, because she uses techniques she sees other benders use and so doesn’t treat sand like rock. She treats it as water and so bends it accordingly.

This is a super unpopular opinion but hear me out! Luke should be a firebender. Hear me out hear me out hear me out-

Luke is the twin suns of Tatooine. He is immediately powerful and dangerous, despite his looks. More than that, he’s the life that fire brings. He’s the life that comes after all the Jedi are killed. He’s the lava that changes Anakin Skywalker yet again. He’s the warmth of a nice day and the heat of an oven. He appears harmless but can only be harmless because he’s learned to temper his ability to harm.

Luke has incredible self-control, especially later on in life. That self-control translates awesomely into fire-bending. And Luke being uncertain of his abilities is the weakness he would feel on Dagobah. Luke is hesitant because he doesn’t want to hurt people who don’t deserve to be hurt, and he doesn’t want to hirt himself. So he didn’t use firebending to fight, he used it for comfort. To light fires in hearths. To cook food. To amuse little kids. And he tries not to get angry because his explosive power when he’s angry is unstoppable. A star going supernova. It’s intense and destructive and terrifying.

But also, I imagine Luke learning to redirect lightning. I imagine him redirecting Palpatine’s lightning, the lights setting him aglow as electricity crackles over his form, his eyes glowing and intense as he directs that lightning harmlessly into the ground and smiles in the face of Palpatine’s abrupt fear.

And Leia being the earth and Luke being the sun is just kind of canon. Leia is the one who holds people together, who can lead people. Leia is the earth the seeds are sown in. Luke is the one who stands off to the side smiling ominously, but who is just as protective of people as Leia. He’s driven to protect them but he also holds himself apart, almost unthinkingly. Luke is the heat that gives those seeds the confidence to grow.

I think it fits nicely and I have the mental image of Anakin finally learning to use water to heal and using it to heal Luke. Luke, who got burned by his own fire because he was reckless for a second. An Anakin who learns to heal because Leia can describe it to him, because she studied waterbending for her sandbending. Just, a little family of people who don’t fit perfectly but are willing to learn and change and commit murder.

Also it’s just really funny to have none of the “Skywalkers” be airbenders pfft

[edge-oftheworld]

do we reckon ashton is gonna drop a single this month like he said?? or is he gonna wait til after boy is out then come in with his music, like they’re taking turns in the 5sos spotlight?

[quietwingsinthesky]

journey’s end au where the doctor tries to kick everyone off the TARDIS and they just go, ‘???? no?’ and won’t leave. can’t be stupid and think everyone will leave you when they won’t get out of your house.

[coverednstars]

Since it’s valentines here’s some Luke valentines thoughts which are really just ideas on his childhood since i was thinking i know Rhodolite b making BANK on valentines day

♡ Luke’s stepfather gets his mother and sister Valentine's gifts but he's always left out. It never really bothered him at least on the outside. However, it does give him the idea to go get Leyla something nice.

♡ He's too young to get an official job and doing odd chores for the people in the village is really just pocket change. So of course the easiest option is to handpick some roses! (Which does not bode well if you’re not wearing gloves or trim the thorns first—nothing but minor setbacks of course)

♡ It’s late afternoon by now and there is little Luke in the forest all on his own trying his best to cut off all the thorns in the flowers at the expense of his own hands. By the time they’re presentable it’s night. The front door is already locked he doesn’t have an official key but he knows where they hide the spare and that’s all that matters. Luke finishes his arrangement with a honey-colored ribbon and places the flowers on the arms of his latest stuffed bear.

♡ Leyla is sleeping awkwardly sitting up on her bed tiring herself out trying to wait for his return. After placing his gift at the center of her desk obvious enough for her to notice when she wakes the next morning her rolls out the thin blankets on the corner of her rooms floor for what he calls a bed.

♡ Leyla used to offer her own so he could avoid the uncomfortable hardwood but with how quickly Luke was growing he decided it was better to rest on the ground until he saved enough for a comforter at least. His hands still sting but the thought of her face the next morning easily made him forget about the dried blood that still remained on his hands.

[sagesfandomspot]

Okay I recently rewatched Nag Hammadi is Where They Found the Gnostic Gospels and I noticed something when Jess is desperately trying to leave the impromptu lunch with Liz, Luke, and TJ. As he's walking out the door, Liz stops him to say goodbye and bonks their foreheads together, and Jess just pauses and closes his eyes. It's the only time he doesn't look like he wants to crawl out of his skin. Just for a moment, he looks peaceful and doesn't try to avoid contact with his mom. It just about broke my heart when I saw it, because he suddenly looks like a little boy whose mom is finally showing him that she loves him. And maybe it's a superficial, passive gesture for Liz, but it definitely isn't for Jess.

[3vocatio]

u ask and u shall receive <3 i ask of everyone to pamper him !! ↓

[minteaspoon]

The Bastards of Waters

a/n: this is inspired by a fic called watch the world burn by mylordstrong on ao3:)

Summary: Lucerys is bastardized by a king Aemond Targaryen to become Lucerys Waters, who births him bastard sons. Those sons are forced to journey to the Red Keep, away from their beloved mother and homely manse after the King demands them brought to him, as his Stag Queen has only ever birthed him girls in their 15 years of marriage. Luke, humiliated and angry, warns and prepares his children of the dangers they’ll be facing once they step foot within their hateful father’s castle.

a/n 2: uh, luke’s in his “alicent era with a hint of rhaenyra losing her mind era” is all I’m saying for this :)

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“Keep your brothers in line, Daemon, never let them out of your sight, never let them be alone with anyone in the Keep,” Luke whispers to his eldest, as he clutches the teen’s face harshly. It was the first time Daemon had ever felt pain in his mother’s hold - it was always soft, warm and maternal. He couldn’t blame his faultless mother, he was worried for his children going into unknown and hostile territory after all.

Daemon’s hands shot up to grip his loving mother’s fingers gently, prying them from his face to hold within his own, “I will ensure my brothers never know pain in the Keep, and I promise they’ll be safe and protected as long as I’m still around, mother.”

He can feel his kind mother’s hands shaking, as his eyes stared back into his soft mother’s dark milky hues.

“…All right, I’ll be holding you to that promise,” Luke rasps out, as he frees himself from his son’s tight grip. He cups Daemon’s cheeks, gently this time, with enough warmth he could see his son physically melt in his palms. “Bring you brothers here, I need you all here to tell you of what to expect in that viper’s den.”

“Yes, mother.”

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After getting his brothers into the manse’s main room, all sitting on the sofa, Luke rants and warns his sons of the Red Keep’s dangers.

“You mustn’t be alone nor trust anyone in the Keep, everyone there’s no better than the people in Flea Bottom. They lie, kill, cheat, steal and brag - they will cause you harm and death and suffering. Trusting a person in the Keep, and being vulnerable with any of them is a death sentence in that wretched place,” he starts, pacing back and forth while biting his nails red. “You mustn’t make any mistake, if you do, they will pounce on you for it, humiliate you for it - be as perfect as you can be, and watch and protect each other’s backs. The only ones you can trust in the Keep are yourselves and each other, never forget that.”

Luke can see the fear and hate erupting in the eyes of his children. “Good,” he thought, “that hatred and fear shall keep them alive and protected within the Cursed King’s grasp.”

He knows what he’s doing is wrong, that installing more hate and fear to fester within his own sons might lead to drastic consequences, but he couldn’t careless.

He birthed his sons alone, he taught his sons alone, he entertained his sons alone, he raised his sons alone. If anyone had any problems with how he raised them, full of nothing but spiteful, bitter and frightful contempt for nearly everyone in Westeros - then they should’ve never left him alone to raise his own children as he sees fit.

Luke was quite glad. While he had few friends and loyal followers, he still had allies he knew he could trust.

The many former gold cloaks loyal to his step-father, Daemon Targaryen, trained his sons and vowed to protect both Luke and them - and to join their rebellion when the time comes to fruition. Two of his mother’s handmaidens, who were there for all of her births - and her death - had vowed to ardently stay beside Luke for when the Greens fall, and he or one of his sons takes the throne.

The White Worm - Lady Mysaria - and the whores of Westeros, whom never achieved the peace and equality they were promised by the Black Queen as a result of her death from the traitorous Greens. Nettles, whom seeks revenge for the death of Daemon Targaryen, vows to see the dragon Vhagar and her rider fall in disgrace and dishonor.

Rhaena and Baela, whom quietly gathered allies within the Free Cities, and raised Morning in secrecy away from prying eyes and ears. And the Starks and Arryns, disgraced Houses for their loyalty to the true Queen, Rhaenyra Targaryen, had vowed to see and support Lucerys Waters, the last living son of the rightful heir, sit on the Iron Throne - even if their devotion and fealty were done in secret codes and whispers.

Luke sighs as he halts his rants. Cupping his hands together, he raises them to his face to cover his vicious expression from his beloved sons. Turning his eyes to them, he gently brings his children together, and grips the hands of his youngest, staring in the eyes of all his sons. He finally lets out a final warning in a pale and muted voice; “When the King’s stag wife births the son of the blood of the dragon that he wants, flee as fast and as far away as you can - He will not hesitate to kill all of you, and he will not hesitate to kill me, your mother, either. That man is our family’s ruin and cause of suffering. Do you understand, my loves?”