#luke skywalker x oc

[pomplalamoose]

*takes deep breath* you and luke are the only ones on the ship when traveling in space (obviously) and is completely oblivious flirting n batting ur eyelashes at him he jus gets way to embarrassed :( u guys end up making out w you on his lap in the cock pitt when he’s sitting in like the control chair YKKK

*slams fist on table* YES SPECTACULAR I AGREE what a fantastic ask🤝🏻🩵

warning for slight nswf content

• with this scenario in mind I immediately thought of ANH Luke (though I'll get into ESB and RoTJ Luke too)

• especially if you're alone and sharing a pretty small space, it's so easy to fluster him

• so easy to get him excited

• just sit down next to him, lean in slowly, soften your voice

• "oooh Luke, this is amazing, you're doing such a good job flying this thing"

• oblivious to your schemes, he'll be quick to turn around, to beam at you proudly

• maybe he was going to tell you about the practice he got on Tatooine or his training with Han and the rebellion

• maybe he was about to wave it off, to play it cool

• though all he'll manage, caught off guard with your face closer to his than anticipated, is a soft gasp

• smile at him sweetly then, bat your eyelashes and you'll be practically able to see his brain reset as he resolves into a stuttering mess

• in his panic he won't know what to do and eventually just turns back around to "readjust the navigation system" or to "check on R2"

• just imagine him trying his absolute best to seek a distraction as his jaw clenches and his cheeks turn redder by the second

• imagine him refusing to look at you because he knows he won't be able to turn away again

• maybe after a while he's huffing in frustration, wriggling around in his seat, the urge to do something, anything, too strong

• (he's not sure what he would like to do if he's being honest but he's sure he'd successfully decide that in the moment)

• meanwhile you're having a great time

• "Is everything alright, Luke? Aren't you feeling well? You look quite hot"

• he won't tell you how much he enjoys your touch when you reach over to check his temperature in mock concern, though a barely noticeable shudder will tell you all you need to know

• he likes the attention you're paying him

• gently poke his cheek

• draw squiggly lines all over his arm

• scoot even closer until you're able to rest your chin on his shoulder

• play with the little curls at the nape of his neck

• blow in his ear

• if he didn't do so before he'll certainly react to that

• though while he tells you to stop he looks suspiciously disappointed when you remove your hand out of his hair and draw away

• that's not how he thought this would go

• he'll sneak little looks at you out of the corner of his eye to see if you're about to make another move

• he'd really like that but doesn't know how to bring it across without seeming too pushy or needy

• not many have flirted with him yet,,,can he really be sure that's what you were doing??

• and would you even want to continue after he so bluntly told you not to?

• afraid to do or say something wrong and even more so to have misread the whole situation, he'll stay silent

• alternatively he blurts out a "No!" the second your touch disappears, only to wish for an immediate death after

• since in my mind ANH Luke is still fairly inexperienced I don't think he'd make a move to clear up the situation

• (except to sneak little glances at you now and then, hoping you'll either notice the longing in his eyes or let it go completely)

• in the end it's you who'll have to initiate any further contact

• though it will take him a while to get over his embarrassment to realize you still seem to be very interested in continuing what you started

• only when you suddenly get up does he fully look at you again, his face genuinely sad at the thought of having chased you away with his weird behavior

• he's close to uttering an apology, to tellimg you he didn't mean it like this, but any clear thought simply evaporates as soon as you plop yourself down into his lap

• and then he just,,,stares

• for a long time

• to a point where maybe you feel the need to ask whether this is okay for him?

• all he'll be able to do is nod, his cheeks a fiery red

• he got what he wanted, yes, but contrary to his beliefs from earlier he has no idea, what to do now

• where to put his hands

• (he's going to be very relieved when you tell him that 1. he's allowed to touch you and 2. what exactly it is you'd like best right now)

• his head is completely empty safe for a few facts:

• you smell very nice

• for some reason the cockpit has gotten very hot

• he's painfully hard and straining against his pants in a way that's driving him to near insanity

• somewhere in the back of his mind he's aware you barely even touched him and there probably isn't a reason for him to be this excited but he can't help it

• not with you so close

• not with you perched exactly where he needs the friction the most

• it takes all he has to refrain from rutting aginst your body like a dog

• the first kiss you share is tentative, near innocent, a simple peck on the lips

• and yet Luke moans

• it's small, barely audible, but unmistakably there and were it not for more pressing issues at hand he'd be a little ashamed

• as it is though he dives forward, seeking another kiss, a longer, more passionate one

• he's greedy, doesn't hold back and soon feels bold enough to wrap his arms around your middle, holding you even closer

• it's then that he isn't even aware anymore of the sounds he's making

• or how his hips are bucking into yours, helplessly chasing release

• however as soon as he realizes what's going on it's already too late

• he has lost any control, can't stop

• it feels too good

• breathless from exertion, his voice utterly wrecked, he might try to force a few words in warning but all he can manage is a blurted apology before his orgasm catches up to him

• (be kind to him then, he'll need lots of reassurance)

• ESB Luke is just as easy to rile up but far less embarrassed about any reaction of his

• contrary to ANH Luke he's able to tell right away what you're doing too and enjoys it, probably even egging you on to do more, to try new exciting things to really catch his attention

• he's desperate to see how far you're willing to go, what else he can make you do

• in this regard he's his own biggest enemy though as he can never bring up the patience to really wait things out

• he wants everything to happen now and fast and gets easily frustrated when he feels like he's being toyed with

• accordingly you have no chance of getting away

• do you think it's funny to get him all excited only to leave the room immediately after like nothing happened?

• he doesn't

• you might get as far as rising from your seat until he has you restrained, either holding you hostage on his lap or pressing you against the next wall to do with as he pleases

• (for more look at this post)

• with RotJ and post RotJ Luke you might want to pause for a second to really think twice about whether teasing him while he's busy is a good idea

• don't get me wrong, he certainly feels drawn to you, it's just not like his body is the one making decisions anymore and suddenly he might decide you deserve a lesson for distracting him

• his patience is insane and while I think he'll let you win this fun little game of yours from time to time to not discourage you completely, your chances that he'll let it pass are slim

• he may enjoy it a lot if you try anyways, yes, even thinks it to be endearing, but can and will flip the table on you faster than you're able to think

• very quickly you will be the one to be overly excited and frustrated, the one seeking relief without knowing what to do

• if he's feeling generous he tells you to wait for him in his bed

• more often that not though he'll make you sit still for hours, orders you around for ridiculous tasks or teases you mercilessly until you just can't take it anymore

• because if there's one thing he likes more than seeing you enjoy yourself is to make you beg

[rubixcubi]

Here’s my really late contribution to the Barbie ship art meme :3

[sonofthedunes]

to all my lovely followers, merry christmas….or should i say, merry slutsmas? yes, i have prepared for you a naughty yuletide treat, a thanks to everyone who has joined me on this wacky trip through revitalized star wars fandom and luke stanning. so below the cut, partake in a peek at our boy engaging in some “self-care.” italics are his fantasy, regular text is the real world. i’ve kept descriptions of his partner vague so that you can use your imaginations. whether you’d like it to be yourself or an oc, to frame this story as before the pair hooks up or during a time when they’re separated—i’ll leave that up to you! here’s to a hilarious, horny, heartwarming 2024. may the force be with you. enjoy!

(MINORS DNI)

this gentle art

He can picture her so clearly, as if she stands before him now in the darkened confines of his room. Her hair, her eyes, the smile on her lips: all lovely—and all making his heart beat that much faster. He swallows, staring back at her wide-eyed. Can she tell, he wonders? Can she sense how much he wants her, how desperate his need has grown?

An involuntary groan of relief escapes him as his hand finally encircles his cock; freed from the confines of his trousers, throbbing and angry-red, it twitches and leaks a single clear drop. Teeth digging into his lower lip, he slicks his length with his own essence. He settles back and allows his eyes to drift closed as he begins teasing the head. All the better to focus on his fantasy….

She sits on the bed beside him, runs a hand over his blushing cheek. “I hope I didn’t keep you waiting,” she says softly.

“No!” he insists. “No, I…this is fine.”

“Good.” She leans forward and kisses him—quite faintly at first, then more ardently as he eagerly responds. Their mouths open, their tongues slide between their lips like keycards in a lock. He gasps a little when she tugs his body closer, the combined heat sending a thrill up his spine. Daring to lay her hand against his aching groin, he receives a delighted moan in response. “Stars, you’re so hard…need you inside me.” He’s more than willing to oblige.

He’s fighting his own urges, knowing he could finish by fucking his fist quicker than an ash-rabbit. No, he wants this to last…every delicious moment of it will be his. So he drags his fingers up and down the shaft at a measured pace, huffing and cursing under his breath at how unbelievably right it feels. Of course he indulges in a bit of self-pleasure now and then, most young humans do, but…it never feels as satisfying as it does when he thinks about her. So sweet, so soft, everything he could ever desire.

Their clothes are fumbled off into wrinkled heaps on the bedroom floor, and he helps position her on his lap. The tight, warm wetness enveloping his cock as she sinks onto it—surely no feeling in the galaxy could compare to this. “Oh fuck,” she whimpers. “Feels so good…”

His head is swimming with rapture, his hands gripping her hips. “You don’t…you don’t know how long I wanted this,” he manages.

She giggles breathlessly. “I can guess.” Slender arms drape themselves around his neck. With a slow roll of her pelvis she begins fucking him, and he swears through gritted teeth with an energy that surprises them both. His fingers dig into her hips, guiding her forward and back, and he leans in to sloppily kiss her collarbone.

At some point he opened his eyes and now finds himself gazing on his handiwork: left hand curled around his swollen cock, caressing it from root to tip, occasionally smearing precum around the head. His chest heaves with every breath, occasionally accompanied by a small “hah,” and he can feel his sweat rapidly cooling in the room’s circulating air. This is what the mere thought of her does to him. And he loves it.

The dull slap of flesh against flesh fills the bedroom, mixing with their moans and hoarse words of praise. “Fuuuuck, right there,” she begs, driving herself down to take him deeper; he decides to help and moves with her, angling at precisely the right spot to draw forth a broken cry.

“Like this?” he asks rhetorically, hands wandering and mouth ghosting at her neck. She whines lustfully as he bucks up into her. A moment later she shudders when he lowers his head to her breasts; he kisses them, then sucks a nipple into his mouth and rolls his tongue around the peak, not switching sides until it’s like a diamond between his lips. And all the time they fuck, giving and taking in equal measure.

What he wouldn’t do for just five minutes with those perfect tits! Imagining their softness, the way they’d bounce with every thrust, is enough to tighten his grip and increase his speed. But he’s been nearing that point regardless. His patience is paying off: the slow embers of his climax kindle in his lower belly, his balls heavy with their unspent load even as clear drops dribble down his shaft and onto his hand. Eyes squeeze shut again in concentration. A strangled “mmmm” at the pressure. Almost there…

“Almost there,” he groans, fingers scrabbling at her back. “Please can I cum inside, really want-“

“Yes,” she grants him permission in an airy voice. “Touch me?”

Without disrupting the rhythm, his left hand snakes between their damp bodies to the juncture of her thighs, thumb seeking and finding the little prize. Rubbing tiny circles over the nub, he delights in her arched back and trembling pants. It serves to fuel his own growing passion, and he begins thrusting faster. “That’s it…take what you need, take it, take it,” he murmurs, wholly devoted to his tasks. Is he speaking to her or himself?

“Yes,” he hisses, “take it.” His hard-on kicks against his palm and he grunts at the sudden shock of pleasure. He can’t possibly hold out much longer.

“So fuckin’ close,” she shivers, rocking on him as though she’ll never get this chance again. “I’m so close, baby…”

“Cum for me,” he orders (though not unkindly), thumb still massaging her tender clit. “Wanna hear you, sweet girl.”

He’s properly fucking his fist now, the very thing he swore he wouldn’t do at the start of all this, but quite frankly he doesn’t care. It feels incredible, the closer he edges to the precipice.

She falls apart with a scream, clenching around him, her hands yanking on his hair or lightly pressing his throat. By contrast, he almost sobs when he finally blessedly lets go: his hips jerk as he fills her with his seed, his brain empty of any thought but the urge to hold her and keep her.

Somehow, he has the presence of mind to cover his mouth with his unoccupied hand as he cums. He knows how loud he can be…and selfishly, he wants no one else to hear him moan her name. If he can’t have her tonight, he wants that sound.

Afterward (how long has it been? A few seconds? An hour? It’s hard to tell when your bliss is so great), they collapse on the bed. Their high dissipates gradually: breathing evens, hearts slow. Neither makes a move to clean up or dress just yet. Simply to lie together, exchanging kisses and tracing patterns on flushed skin, is more than enough.

There are a million things he could say, a litany of poetics he could charm her with…but all that emerges is “I love you.”

“You do?” she grins, brushing hair back from his forehead.

“‘Course I do. If I could have anyone in the galaxy, I’d choose you every time.”

Hooking a leg over his hip, she snuggles against his his chest. “The feeling’s mutual, starlight.”

He hopes it always is.

“Oh, shit….” He’d had a suspicion his orgasm would be intense, but…when was the last time he’d cum this much? Thick, pearly ropes of the stuff splattered across his stomach and chest, some oozing onto his hand (still clutching his softening cock like his life depends on it). With a groan of effort, he fishes in the drawer of his bedside table until he finds a spare rag and wipes himself down. It takes a few passes, but eventually he’s clean enough to put off bathing until morning.

Rolling onto his back, he stares at the ceiling, an acute wave of loneliness pulsing through him. In the midst of his fantasy he could forget it, but now the bed feels rather empty and cold. To have her there would be his only wish…but for all the Force can accomplish, it can’t teleport people just by thinking of them.

So he drifts to sleep on his own for another night. But before he does, he whispers her name like a prayer to the shadows…and then:

“Love you.”

[dailydragon08]

Leia is 100% the frustrated bestie ready to tear her hair out at the fact that Luke and reader/OC are so obviously into each other but won’t make moves yet. She’s about to go to any lengths to get someone to at least flirt a little—hiding shirts so they have to borrow Luke’s, locking them in a tight space together, reaching over to pitch the Falcon’s controls so one of them falls into the other’s lap, and when she’s REALLY had enough, goes up to Han and is like “ok I’m giving you permission to flirt like your life depends on it and do not stop till steam is coming out Luke’s ears.”

[kaleidoscope1967eyes]

OC SHIP ART OC SHIP ART 🚨

based on the statue "the kiss" by yves pires

OC Fic Lore Taglist: (let me know if you want to be added/removed)

@canon-can-fight-me

@veneskaa

@alexlifesonofficial

@dailydragon08

@coffeeorsomething-irl

@masterlukessaber

@rogue-kenobi

@fan-of-pretty-much-2-much

[thestarwarslesbian]

Happy Halloween!!!!

This year I decided to draw my OC Cassi and her boyfriends (Luke and Din). One of my choices for this OC is that she is a massive musicals fan so may I present: Cassi and Din as Chrisitine and Erik/the Phantom from Phantom of the Opera adn Luke as Enjoras from Les Mes.

[jewel-pixelheart]

Star Wars OC

Made for Valentin Day 2024 💕

What could be more romantic than the Jedi wedding of Luke and Lyra Skywalker ✨️

I haven't posted much about them, but be sure I have some arts of them that will be posted soon 💕

A huge thanks to my sister , who helped me design Lyra's wedding gown ✨️

Do not copy, retrace or use my art without my consent !

[raveszonee]

I will now be open to Star Wars Roleplay, The characters I'm willing to be is

Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader

Luke Skywalker

Kylo Ren

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Han Solo

Darth Maul

Din Djarin/The Mandalorian

Boba Fett

Keep in mind I am 18+ roleplay due to possible smut put into plot as well as violence, etc. Be an 18+ mun, I allow 18+ Muse as well as Au's. OC FRIENDLY!

[sporadically-writing]

Leia: I'm so happy, I could kiss you!

Han: Um... Neat.

*later*

Han, lying face down on a seat: I said "Neat," Sixx. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid.

Nyla, glancing at a map: Don't beat yourself up too much, Solo. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Luke confessed his love for me?

Han: Didn't you thank him?

Nyla: *looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked him.

[gummyfang]

I swear to gawddd I need someone to ramble abt Luke x OC ships with. Bump brains. I need to ramble abt my silly little guy and I need to hear abt someone else’s silly guy. Symbiotic relationship. Please.

[deafeningsheeppoetry]

Mystery

Luke skywalker x (oc)aenes

Synopsis: fancy balls are not something Luke finds interesting, except for alluring gardens and a pretty girl walking around the garden..?

Word count:4k

Content warning:a very awkward situation.

"you know how i hate royal balls leia.." Luke grumbled under his breath as he watched the dance in front of him with boredom, Leia rolled her eyes in lukes whining as she continued to sip her wine "you'll get used to it" leia stated in boredom as she crossed her arms.

"you know,how about you dance since you're so bored" leia commented as she turned towards her brother with a playful smirk, Luke shook his head as he disagreed with his sister "absolutely not" luke remarked in annoyance as he rolled his eyes

Leia raised a brow in surprise "how about her" leia continued as she pointed towards a girl in an intricate dress, Luke raised a brow in wonder as he looked at the girl near the windows

"and why would i..?" Luke uncertainty before sighing in defeat "fine.." Luke spoke in annoyance as he went over to the girl as he reluctantly asked for her to dance with him.

As the dance started he looked over to his sister as he mouthed a 'help, can't dance' before dancing with the girl

"it was bad." Luke mumbled in a grouchy voice ,leia giggled in amusement as she heard her brother's story "well I'm happy you tried" leia playfully joked as she tried to hide her laughter "oh c'mon! Stop laughing at me,i told you i can't dance" luke remarked as he sulked quietly on the corner, Leia stopped laughing as she patted her brother's shoulder as she quietly left him to himself.

Luke smiled as he quietly walked around the garden,his arm behind his back as he savored the cold night air on his skin,he was rather fond of gardens,the beautiful flowers painting the whole area always managed to take his own breath away.

Tatooine was the only thing he had ever stepped foot on, quietly living his life as a moisture farmer didn't satisfy him enough in life,he wanted to fly-to explore the galaxy and learn things he never knew,as leia had said to him,he was stubborn,he was stunned by his sister's word so much that all he could do was laugh awkwardly but he agreed,he went and rescued her without a thought! But in his own defense he had nowhere to go now after the empire managed to get his aunt and uncle.

Seeing yavin 4 was the first planet he had seen with so many greens, there was not even a peek of sand in sight,the grass confused him,dirt and mud and how easily it could stain his shoes and pants and how easily rain felt amazing on his sk-

"OH GOSH?!" Luke was shaken in his daydream as he heard a yell from his right,at his right he saw a now shaken girl, probably around his age exactly,she had her hand around her heart, Luke quickly apologized to the girl as he had made himself known "I'm so sorry! I was just walking around the garden trying to get some fresh air!" He spoke frantically as he apologized to the girl

"o-oh..uhm it's alright..i guess you're not so fond of those fancy balls too?"she asked,her voice was still shaken as she finally let her hand down to her side,luke nodded slowly as he muttered a single "yes,uhm.. not really interested in that kind of stuff you know" he added his voice still awkward as he scratched his neck

"so yeah uhm... what's your name?" Luke asked,still a bit awkward of the current situation

"oh..uh its aenes, not really a pretty name but it's aenes" she said as she made some hand gestures before awkwardly putting her hand away as she laughed awkwardly

"oh,my name is luke" luke introduced himself as he gave his hand for her to shake,aenes was a bit taken back but gladly took his hand and shook it

"pleasure to meet you" aenes said as she smiled slightly at him 'wow.. well he surely doesn't know anything huh.' aenes thought as she gave the man Infront of her another smile "so, what are you doing here, again?" She asked a bit curiously, for over an hour she had not seen a single soul in the palace gardens only a few animals that she had encountered.

"I'm not really fond of fancy balls, especially this one, I didn't really grow up fancy like them so it's all new to me" luke explained as he had a small smile on his face, aenes was a bit surprised as she heard this,of course she had known the man Infront of her,it was the infamous luke Skywalker! The man who blew up the death star and killed darth vader and the emperor but she did not expect him to be saying how he was not used to fancy balls like this,nor know anything about masquerade ball.

"oh? Why so?" Aenes asked curiously,she knew she shouldn't get her mouth into people's problems but she herself was a bit too intrigued.

"i never grew up in a high class family or anything,i was just a farmer on the outer rim" luke was a bit embarrassed when he mentioned the word "outer rim" or how he was a farmer when he was younger but upon looking at aenes she looked surprised yet amused and intrigued all at the same time.

"so you mostly lived a peaceful life atleast?" Aenes asked curiously,of course she had never even stepped foot in the outer rim in all of her life,she was one of the princesses of dotionne and has lived in politics, luxury, money in all of her life,as exhausting her life is,she was at least greatfull for atleast living in luxury.

Luke nodded his head "yeah,i mean there was danger here and there but i mostly lived comfortably back then" Luke said as he shrugged,life in tatooine was comfortable for him in his book,he had food,he had his uncle and aunt besides him, but sometimes he longed for something more as he grew up.

"oh..so you don't live there anymore?" Aenes asked again as she slightly tilted her head in confusion.

"I don't actually,i mean bad memories and it's difficult to still process those" luke spoke his voice was glum ,aenes had noticed how he had a frown on his face and how his eyes looked back down with grief

"oh, I'm so sorry.." aenes mumbled as she gave him a sympathetic smile, before speaking up again to ease up the mood, "oh! How about we walk around the garden? it's nice to walk around here you know" aenes asked as she patiently waited for his answer, Luke perked up at her suggestion as he smiled slightly before nodding

"that sounds nice, I'm sure you know the parts around here since you've been here for a long time now" luke joked slightly at the last part as they both quietly walked around,conversing in random topics.

Wow i finally wrote something! Very surprising (this has been in my drafts for 4 weeks now.) Anyways this was really difficult to write, firstly aenes was supposed to lie about her status (her being a princess) to get something out of him,and secondly this was supposed to be comedy related and has swearing and well (aenes perspective) there was going to be a lot more but i just deleted the second half of what i wrote because I really had no idea how i was going to end it 😭 i already wrote like the idea on my diary so i can change the plot and i completely changed everything except the ball room scene,leia was also supposed to be a lot more sassier (lol) and act like a typical sister does but of course I didn't know how to execute it so i just plainly ignored it again 😾🥲 anyways I've been doing nothing but have been just reading and waiting for other people's post on the luke Skywalker tag but I'm alright now 🙈 just ignore all the grammar mistakes,i will of course edit it soon but not that soon

[pomplalamoose]

⭐Counting⭐Stars⭐Masterlist

Luke Skywalker x reader

summary: a collection of one shots, all following the narrative of you and Luke meeting for the first time across different time periods, realities and universes

or

my own little what if? -project

"...do you think we are lovers in every universe?"

"I like to think we'd always find a way to each other."

⭐ The Mechanic

⭐ The Zookeeper

⭐ The Chimney Sweeper

⭐ The Gardener

⭐ The King

⭐ ...

[rubixcubi]

Luke and Castin visit Naboo

“I wonder what she was like…”

“I’m sure she was a lot like you...”

[sonofthedunes]

a stunning luke/andrie commission by @manofbeskar!! here’s the angst headcanon it illustrates:

during her service in the rebellion, andrie learns the meaning of real terror many times: during the battle of yavin, on her first few recon missions, dashing to make a transport ship when the rebels must flee yet another base. but perhaps the most potent of all comes when luke is rescued from cloud city. she knows the facts of his physical injuries, but not how they occurred…until she and luke are alone in his quarters on home one, a terrible thought enters her mind, and she asks him “it was vader, wasn’t it?” averting his eyes, he nods. a wave of fury and horror sweeps over her and she fiercely swears the Sith Lord will pay for what he’s done; were he standing before them now she’d attack with no hesitation. but when she demands to know what exactly happened, luke is unable to speak-he trembles, his eyes fill with tears and he slowly falls apart in front of her. to see someone so courageous, so headstrong, reduced to quiet sobs at the mere thought of that confrontation…that is the true measure of vader’s terrible power. luke buries his face in andrie’s neck and cries, and moved by helplessness and sorrow she cries with him. they have never wept in front of each other like this before. somehow, they forget to be ashamed.

[dailydragon08]

Luke in most fics: I wanted snuggles but instead all I got was struggles 🥲

[kaleidoscope1967eyes]

You ever consider the song Burnin' for You with Luna and Luke?

Oooh, I actually haven't--but these lyrics are actually perfect! I'm not going to give too many spoiler (unless...), but some of these lyrics actually remind me of random bits of their lore--particularly "I've seen suns that were freezing and lives that were through," which is very relevant to the circumstances leading to their confession arc 👀👀👀