#uncle chewie

[askbensolo]

Hey Ben, what are your dad's thoughts on..facial hair?

On me? Bad.

On himself? Roguishly handsome.

I think we both look pretty bad. That man did not give me good genes.

I finally shaved a couple days ago. As part of my claw-my-way-out-of-depression mission. Mom keeps saying “Oh, you look so fresh and clean, honey; I love that I can see your face!” and then side-eyeing Dad really hard.

Now, Uncle Chewie, on the other hand—he’s a fan of the scruffy look. No matter how patchy or otherwise questionable. Says we look “healthier” that way, whatever that means.

[lovealwayssay]

I’m literally crying now thanks

The one where Ben came back.

Chewie was terribly hurt when Ben killed Han, but I imagine that in his long lifetime he has learnt about forgivness and it will be one of the most valuable lessons he will teach to Ben.

Chewie said “You have grown” in shyriiwook.

@fantasticskystuff @fettuccine-alfreylo @perrydowning @reyl-hoe @cosmo-gonika I think you guys will enjoy this ;)

Reblog for love <3 

[royalchewy]

Day 26: Siblings

John Dory and Gwen were worried that Joey and Axl would have trouble bonding when they first adopted Joey, but they’re best friends! Now, JD mainly worries about what they discuss at their tea parties. What Axl is saying, in case the handwriting is hard to read: So, because of the reasons just listed, Mr. Bubbles will be beheaded or walk the plank after we have tea and daddy brings us cookies

Textless version below.

[shrapnarl]

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quick dreamsnso i can find them later

[lonesome--hunter]

CHARACTER DEATH IS SOOOOO GOOD THO. THATS ACTUALLY SUCH A GRIEVANCE OF MINE THAT PPL AVOID IT SO MUCH😭 i also understand but also....... let them die sometimes😭😭😭 i enjoy writing about death a totally normal amount btw

I always get emotional writing those scenes I love it so much. Even though it's not canon anymore I'll always be super proud of Big Boy and Darlin's deaths. That was the most clarity I've had writing anything. I could feel every emotion like I was there in person.

Death has always fascinated me even if it gives me full on dread sometimes. It's the unknown. So interesting to think about.

[askbensolo]

Oh, wow…

FRICK not crying not crying not crying not crying—

Thanks, guys. It…wow. Really means a lot. You have no idea.

Thanks for putting all that together, Amalia. You’re a pal.

Love ya. All of you. Thanks.

@askbensolo happy 24th birthday, ben!

12.10.29ABY

dear ben solo

happy birthday. congrats on making it this far

i know you and me probably didn't think we'd. like. still be here at this point huh

a lot of people love you. which is hard to believe, i know.

but they do

i know this because it took a lot longer than expected to put this holocard together

anyway. not tryna get all sappy.

hope you have a good year

—a

@askreysolo said: hiiiiiiiii big bro!!! happy bday!!!!!!!!! you are even more ancient nowww!! you know, I always felt like I didn't get that much time with you before you moved away. since you're so OLD and stuff. so it will be fun for you to live at home again!! well...I think it will be fun. try not to be too annoying and weird. anyway HAVE A GOOD BIRTHDAY!!!! from THE coolest little sister ever (Rey!!!)

BENNY BOYYY! The man. The myth. The most legendary wingman of all time. Happy birthday, dude! Not a day goes by that I don't miss seeing your weird-ass face. My last two years at UNaboo sure wouldn't have been the same without you! So sad to hear you're going offworld soon...come back to Naboo sometime! I want to see you eat SIX blue slug-beetles. Love, Treesie boy

Dearest Hope Child/Little Han Solo May The Force Be With You And May You Never Go Bald Looking Forward To Seeing You At Life Day 24 Is A Very Big Number For A Human So I Expect You To Eat Twice As Much This Year With Love Auntie Malla

hey hey hey buddy have a happy bday! beebee-ate says happy bday too thanks for bein our roomie! we're gonna miss you poe (and beebee-ate)

@margindoodles2407 said: Happy birthday, Ben! Here's to another year of survival :) All my best, Margin

Anonymous said: Hey, Ben. Happy 24th birthday. :) I've followed your story for a long time, and kind of grew up alongside you. I know you don't know me at all, but you—and all the things you share—really mean a lot to me. You're a guy with lots of feelings, both good and bad, and I've always really connected with that. I hope you continue writing. Even if you need to take a break sometimes, I hope you keep on checking in with us and letting us know how you're doing periodically. You were 15 when you started this blog, and you're 24 now—I hope I get to know how you're doing in another ten-or-so years. :) Thanks for everything, buddy.

^ look solo it's your favorite guy

in conclusion.

happy birthday ben solo

[thursdayg1rl]

Tummy hurting an insane amount

[stealingpotatoes]

luke is 100% pansexual

well anon now i just have to post the completely canon sexuality list i've had in my notes app for the past year obiwan: biace (said italian, so it's like Bitch) padme: bi anakin: padmesexual ahsoka: bi but mostly likes girls all the clones: could be bisexual but they're busy fighting a war okay they don't have time for this

luke: gaysexual or maybe bi but in a mostly likes men way leia: bi and yet still goes for the worst men possible han: definitely straight but has had sex w lando before chewie: idk straight?? or bi?? ace??? ive never questioned if chewie fucks before. he has a wife right?? lando: refer to the wise words of Donald Glover artoo n c3po: don't have a sexuality but they're still bitchy gays. catty old queens darth vader: still padmesexual. din: he is trying to raise his son he is too BUSY to think of a label

sabine: lesbian just look at her ezra: could be a bit gay could be ace, if you ask he will answer with whatever is funniest in that moment kanan: BI!!!! hera: DEFINITELY BI! zeb: gay. so is kallus but kallus used to be gay and homophobic chopper: feels only bloodlust not normal lust

cal: bisexual but in a gay way merrin: bisexual but in a lesbian way greez: he's such an uncle he has to be straight cere: she's too repressed for that shit + she has work to do bode: clearly bisexual

[noisettesgfandwifenojoke]

UNCLE SAMSONITE MENTIONED FUCK YESAHHHHHHAHSHSHSHSHH

MORE SCRUNCHY CHUNKS!!

Such silly guy, hopefully nothing bad happens to him!

[askbensolo]

OH yeah it is unauthorized mailbag hour my dudes*

*unwillingly paid for by The Chommell Sector Daily

@mal-is-tall @hey-its-starface Yeah…brandishing a lightsaber (even an unpowered one) at my uncle was not one of my sanest moments. But...uh...look on the bright side...no one got hurt??

Oh, Force no! I’ve been at home. My home, I mean. On Naboo. As shocking as this may be to you, I’ve actually never been involuntarily hospitalized. I mean, they did hold me for a bit after I ran away from home that one time, but—not since then. (Jury's still out on whether this is a good or bad thing—just kidding—maybe)

It...actually doesn't seem like Luke's told anyone what happened. He definitely hasn't told my mom. Because if he had told my mom—well, I would've found out pretty quickly.

I don't know why Luke hasn't told anyone. Maybe he feels bad for me. Maybe he doesn't actually believe I'm a threat (is that better or worse than my mom seeming to fear l am?).

Or, maybe, it's a strategic play. And Luke's just trying to keep this in his back pocket for as long as possible, so he can lay down his sabacc card at just the right moment. That's what Snoke thinks, anyway. Not that I give a womprat's tail what Snoke thinks—but, it's a thought, isn't it?

I did apologize to Luke for...for holding out the saber like that. I know that was pretty uncool of me.

But...l also told him I never want to speak to him again. Which is kind of a shame, because before all of this happened, I was actually getting to the point of maybe wanting to tell him I was having dreams about Snoke—but oh well never mind I guess!!!

@baconbirdie Ha. Yeah. I agree.

Snoke had warned me that the Jedi have a narrow-minded way of looking at things. That, if there was a choice to be made, between me and—and, like, the light side or whatever—that Luke would choose the Force over me. That Fannie would, too, as Luke has instructed her to. And I ignored him, because I figured he was just trying to psych me out, like usual, but…well, I’ll be paying a little more attention in the future.

I’m not saying that that makes Snoke right about everything. But…I think it does make him right about some things. I’m a little more open to hearing to what he has to say, is what I’m saying.

Don’t freak out. I haven’t forgotten what Snoke did to me. I still hate him for that. But, you know what they say. Even a stuck chronometer is right twice a day.

...Yeah. I can't pretend anymore that this isn't happening. Maybe, if I had continued meditating consistently like Luke taught me to do, Snoke wouldn’t have been able to start reaching me again…

...Well, I can't pretend to myself anymore, I mean. But I'll pretend to my family all day!!

You fought in the Clone Wars? Wow, you must be, like—seventy-something years old! Wait, you know how to use the HoloNet??

Sorry that was rude—

Anakin... I don't ever think about Anakin Skywalker much. My mom raised me to see Bail Organa as my grandfather. She hates her birth father, in a way that makes me worry—in my darkest moments—that she might secretly hate me too.

I know a lot about Darth Vader. Darth Vader was my hyperfixation between the ages of twelve to sixteen. But...I know very little about Anakin. Well—nobody knows very much about Anakin. Most of the holorecords on him seem to have been wiped. He almost...doesn't seem real.

...You think he would have been proud of me?

...Well. That'd make someone, I guess.

Uuurgghh I don't wanna go back to therapy! I already did therapy!! I graduated from therapy!!! (Yes I know that's not how that works I'm just kidding)

...I guess you're right, though. I've just...been trying not to think about everything for the past week, and I know that can only get me so far.

And maybe you're right about...about anger. I do struggle with that. I mean, that's no secret or surprise to anyone. I just...feel kinda scared a lot of the time, and…I'd so much rather be mad than scared.

And you're right about not basing your self-worth on others. I may have been avoiding thinking about my problems this past week, but I did decide on one thing—I'm not the freaking problem, Luke is, and someone needs to tell Fannie she doesn't need to let him decide how she wants to live her life. Especially if the way she wants to live her life is with me.

@bookishbrigitta

Auntie Malla? Oh, for kriff's sake! You just want me to look like a total idiot for not having practiced my Shyriiwook in like, seven years—buddy, I'm tellin' ya, she will have my hide—it’s tragic, really; Chewie doesn’t know this, but ever since I left home I’ve been relying more and more on body language and context clues and my dad’s half of the conversation to understand what they’re talking about—it’s so bad—

But...actually? I don't think I've ever flown out to Kashyyyk on my own before. I've been there since I moved out, yeah, for Life Day and stuff—but, always with my family.

And...always with Uncle Luke. But now that I've decided I'm never speaking to Luke ever again…well, who knows where I'll be this Life Day.

...Yeah. Maybe I'll plan a little trip.

…Welp. Time to redownload Duro’lingo and start up my Shyriiwook streak.

[beaniebabyidiot]

i always have a minimum of like 5 AU ideas rattling around in my head, but this is the first time I have really drawn those ideas

So, here it is!

I call it the Children in Black AU, where Webby got tired of her brothers’ crap, and decided to learn empathy, they would be sent down to earth as children

Here they are, they have no memory of their pasts as dark gods, they are just human children!

More info below the cut!

So the whole premise is that Webby sent them down to PEIP to be put with families, and they are still all brothers, they just live with different families and have different adopted parents. PEIP knows about their alternate timeline shenanigans so they put them with people who are most connected with them in those alternate universes.

Some bits about their personalities and lives

Blake Woodward/Blinky: Very, very shy, mostly just stares at people. He is taken care of by Bill and his wife, so he and Alice are adopted siblings! Once Bill got divorced when Blake was in middle school, Alice went to live in Clivesdale with her Mom and Blake stayed with Bill. He is a chill kid who love cartoons and tv dramas, like medical, cop, or reality shows. Though, he has always been drawn to the more gruesome and mean spirited sides of these shows. Hopefully the Woodwards can change that.

Theo Spankoffski/Tinky: He is being raised by Ted Spankoffski, so Peter is technically his uncle, but they are the same age (Ted and Pete have a big age gap). Theo is full of energy, always bouncing off the walls and wanting to play games. He loves all kinds of games and playing with other kids, though he gets too rough in these games often. The only thing that will make him sit down for even a second is puzzles, he specifically has a rubix cube that he adores.

Neil Monroe/Nibbly: He was taken in by Gerald and Linda Monroe, and is the oldest of their beautiful blonde boys. He has an insatiable hunger for everything and anything, the least picky eater you will ever meet. He is also quite the biter, often saying that he just “wanted to know what they tasted like”. His parents are working on remedying this, so got him a chewy necklace he can munch on. He is considered the nicest of his siblings.

Patrick Perkins-Matthews/Pokey: He has been taken in by Paul and Emma, just after their marriage (and no, there are no clones or androids in this timeline, just normal human Paul and Emma). He has a constant need to be in the spotlight, and can be a bit of a brat. He loves to sing and act more than anything, and will include other kids in his plays (granted he gets to be the lead). As much as he loves the spotlight, nothing is better than when people work together to make his final musicals beautiful, and as much as Paul hates musicals, he will endure them for Patrick.

Will MacNamara/Wiggly: PEIP knew that Will would be the most difficult, so a recently reformed Wilbur Cross and his partner John MacNamara (they do eventually get married in this AU and Wilbur becomes Wilbur MacNamara) took him in. There is something incredibly creepy about Will, he just never looks or acts quite right. He can be a brat for sure, but Wilbur and John are trying to teach him right. He has a Wiggly doll Wilbur got him as a present (one that doesn’t make people go insane of course) and he clings on to that thing like a lifeline, he won’t go anywhere without it. He has a darkness about him, an anger, a need to control others, but he is still a child, he can learn.

That’s pretty much what it’s all about! Just the hijinks these families get into and the Lords in Black learning how to be good people! I have teenage designs of them too which i’ll post soon.

[jedipoodoo]

The reason the bad batch couldn't join the rebellion is because the second Hunter caught wiff of the planet-less princess and the pilot who one-shot the death star after losing his aunt and uncle he would have adopted them so hard the moment Han and Chewie turned their backs.

[libraryofgage]

Decided to combine 4 and 12 of the prompt list! Something about these two prompts was giving me major Addams Family vibes, so I rolled with it lol

If there are any other prompts you want to see written, lemme know!

4. “You know I’d do anything to have you stay by my side, right? Anything.”  

12. “I’m going to have so much fun with you.”

Wherein the Munsons are branches on the Addams Family tree, and Steve finds himself the object of Eddie Munson's flirtations and devotion.

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When the Munsons move in next door, Steve sits his brother down in the living room and says, "Don't bother them, Dustin. Wait, like, three days before asking for their life stories."

Dustin looks offended, to say the least. "I wasn't gonna ask for their life stories, Steve. I was gonna ask where they got all the bats and birds that hang out on their roof."

Honestly, Steve would love the answer to that, too, but that seems to be encroaching on the "life story" territory, considering the sheer number of flying creatures the Munsons brought with them. He'd been outside getting the mail when the Munson kids, a boy his own age and a girl Dustin's age, had opened a tiny cat carrier, and a veritable storm of black wings and feathers and screeching had somehow come streaming out of it.

The girl was watching them with a smile, and the boy turned around like he'd felt Steve staring. Their gazes met, and Steve's awkward wave was returned with the boy's eyes raking over him before winking with a grin.

"Look, ju-"

Steve's words are cut off by a banging on the door, the person knocking out a beat that he can't follow. He shoots Dustin a look to stay put before he opens the door to find the Munson boy on the other side. He's got that same playful grin and a plate of pitch-black...something in his hands.

"Uh, hi?"

Somehow, the boy's grin gets wider, and he shoves the plate into Steve's hands. "Heeeellooo, big boy," he says, his voice almost lowering into a purr that makes heat flood Steve's cheeks. "Wayne wanted me to drop off some of his famous arsenic and chocolate chip cookies. You know, since we're neighbors and all."

"Wayne? Arsenic?" Steve mumbles, looking down at the cookies warily.

"Our uncle," the boy says, leaning on the doorway and crossing his arms as he looks Steve up and down again. "Don't worry, it won't kill you. Yet. That's a friend of the family privilege, at least, and you just ain't there yet."

It must be a joke, and Steve lets out a strained laugh. He balances the plate in one hand and holds his other one out. "Right, well, uh, nice to meet you. I'm Steve. You'll probably meet my brother, Dustin, later."

The boy takes his hand, but instead of shaking it, he brings it up to his lips. Then he turns Steve's hand over, brushing his lips across the meat of his palm before nipping. Steve jerks, yanking his hand back and holding it close to his chest, his heart beating erratically as the boy says, "I'm Eddie, my sister's name is El, and I'm going to have so much fun with you, Stevie."

And with that, Eddie turns on his heel and saunters back to the Munson home, which had been painted pitch-black (just like the cookies) at some point. Steve doesn't move from the open door, feeling a faint tingling in his palm, until he hears Dustin shout that he's going to let all the cold air out.

The arsenic and chocolate chip cookies had not, in fact, killed either of them. And, despite their burnt-to-coal appearance, they were soft and chewy. It had immediately put the Munsons in Dustin's good graces, which he happily proclaimed while Steve's head and heart were still reeling from Eddie's introduction.

In the following weeks, Eddie kept popping up whenever Steve left the house. He never overstepped, though. He'd appear at a distance, wait for Steve to wave or say hi, and then approach with that big grin with canine teeth that looked a little sharper than they should. Sometimes he'd offer more baked goods from Wayne (always with some schtick to them: eye of newt brownies, hag's breath toffee, cyanide and cherry pie). On one notable occasion, he'd offered a baseball bat with nails stuck through the end.

"El let out a demodog the other day, so you probably ought to be careful. I'd hate for you to get hurt by something that wasn't me," Eddie had said as Steve confusedly took the bat.

He blinked when he had processed the words and looked up. "You would hurt me?" Steve asked.

Eddie had leaned close, his ringed fingers ghosting over Steve's side and inching closer to his waist, and whispered, "It wouldn't just hurt, Stevie." His words had sent a shiver down Steve's spine, his mouth suddenly dry as Eddie pulled away.

And their interactions had escalated from there. With every meeting, Eddie strayed closer, lingered longer, spoke softer, and Steve couldn't escape the growing devotion and fascination in his eyes. At some point, Steve knew, things were bound to boil over.

So, he definitely wasn't surprised when they did at the neighborhood's annual Fourth of July cookout. Eddie had waited until El and Dustin were distracted by their other friends, checked to make sure Wayne was sufficiently busy with helping at the grill, and then kidnapped Steve to a hidden corner of the Byers's yard.

Which brings Steve to the present, the Byers's house casting a long shadow over him and Eddie so nobody notices them. The sound of other kids screeching with delight and parents discussing summer camps fades when Eddie leans in closer.

"You know I'd do anything to have you stay by my side, right? Anything?" Eddie asks, tilting Steve's chin up as he crowds him against the wall.

Steve presses back against the cool brick, silently holding Eddie's gaze. There's a stark seriousness to his words, and Steve can't help his curiosity about just what anything encompasses. "Would you kill for me?" he asks, his voice soft.

Eddie practically lights up, a feral grin pulling at his lips. "Gladly, sweetheart," he purrs.

"Would you die for me?"

"I'd tear out my heart and present it on a fucking silver platter for you. In fact, I can do it right now, if you'd like." A knife appears in his hand from seemingly nowhere, and Eddie brings it to his own chest only for Steve to stop him by grabbing his wrist.

"Then, what about living for me?" Steve asks, carefully taking the knife from Eddie and smoothly returning it to the holder tucked into his jeans.

Eddie leans in until their noses brush, his hand cupping Steve's jaw. "I wouldn't even dream of dying without your permission, Stevie," he whispers.

And Steve would fucking love to meet the person who could withstand Eddie Munson's attention and flirting and gifts and care and sheer devotion without falling head-over-heels for him. Steve would want to put that person in a jar, study them, see if their indifference is something he could mass produce. He's sure Eddie would be thrilled to help him do it, too.

"I have one request," Steve whispers back, reaching up and pushing his hand into Eddie's hair, warmth rushing through him when Eddie leans into the touch.

"Anything. Say the word, and I wouldn't hesitate to crawl through hot coals and broken glass." Steve has zero doubts Eddie would; in fact, he knows Eddie would be ecstatic to do it, if only for the chance to make Steve smile.

"I want one of the bats. And Dustin wants a demodog, but you better make sure it doesn't hurt him, or I'll make you listen to bubblegum pop and watch a Disney marathon."

Steve can feel the shudder that goes through Eddie, his eyes revealing a mix of horror, pride, and love at Steve's words. "You, Stevie, have perfected the art of making threats. Consider your two requests granted and me sufficiently...threatened," Eddie breathes, somehow managing to press even closer.

And Steve can't make either of them wait a second longer. With a grin that can easily rival Eddie's, Steve kisses him and begins to think of names for his bat.

[bloodmooneats]

Can I give mochi? I have all the flavors from my local bakery

*WHOLE CASE*

Eat at your own pace and I hope you like cherries because the cherry flavor is the best

✨FEAUTURING DAZZLE ✨

"Blue!! Somebody gave you a box of mochee!"

"We see." Bloody smiles "Those look like colorful stones

"Tastey squishy and colorful stones!"

Bloody snickered. "They sort of do,eh?"

"Which one should we try?!"

"The request says we should go for cherry aparantly but we are more curious for the green one- We have never seen such a food that is...green like that?"

"Ohhh thats matcha!"

"huh?"

"Uncle moonie sometimes would get matcha tea after he eats sushi it tastes really sweet!"

"Then in that case we shall try!!! Pass me one, kid!"

"hmmm...Chewy..It tastes strange- its not too sweet..uhhh its like theres some sort of paste inside the sticky thing?- odd to say i quite like them! 6/10! because they are not sweet enough!"

[chocolatepot]

I got to see Audra McDonald in Gypsy, and she was everything I'd hoped for. Amazing performance and I suspect that in 20 years she'll still be a definitive Rose. But I am obsessed with the racial dynamics present in this revival based solely on casting and staging, without even changing the text.

The major thing is that though both were Black, June was much lighter than Louise, with lighter and shinier hair. She would have passed the paper bag test, and her singing and dancing were not that much better than Louise's. This raised the question of how much of Rose's insistence that The Baby Is A Star, Go Away Louise was based on either a conscious realization that only June could make it in vaudeville aimed at white audiences or a subconscious preference on Rose's part, or both. (And late in the show, Rose says something approving to Louise about how they both have such good color - reasoning for not wearing too much makeup - and that's so chewy in this context.)

When building the act, Rose picks up a number of moderately talented small Black boys as backup for June, but during the patriotic number where traditionally all the kid characters are aged up mid-dance, only June and Louise aged up - Rose came onstage and replaced the boys with young white men, then gave Louise a flag to hold in front of her face to hide her. So the conscious realization was, I think, present whether or not the subconscious one was at all.

The "Uncle Jocko" variety contest at the very beginning was run by two Black men and all the kids were Black IIRC as well. But after that? All of the people who ran theaters of various kinds were white. Herbie was also white. When the theater-people were annoyed with Rose for being pushy and deluded about June's talent, there was this inescapable other layer where they were annoyed because a woman of color was taking up time and space, and Herbie interceding seemed to me as much about him using his white privilege to help her as it was about him having more people skills. (And her pushiness by necessity also felt like maybe it was coming from a lifetime of being dismissed by racists. Gypsy always makes me wonder why Rose didn't try to become a star herself, and that feels somewhat answered here. Her father's lack of faith in her also feels like something born out of his lifetime of dealing with racism.) Likewise, when he shouts at the burlesque stagehand/manager that Louise and Rose and all the other girls are ladies, it feels ... charged and weighty.

There's also another chewy layer on Rose's reluctance to marry Herbie because of this, and on Louise's inability to realize that Herbie and Rose were in love until June pointed it out to her. A white man and Black woman getting married in the 1920s-1930s could have had serious repercussions, especially as the troupe travels around the country.

And at the end, when Rose is angry about the idea that people would laugh at her and tells Louise that everyone's laughing at her, and Louise retorts that she makes sure that she laughs at herself first instead - oof.

(This is unrelated, but I didn't realize that so many people would come to the show without knowing the story. When Rose said "Louise can do it!", you should have heard the GASP that went through the audience.)

[nothing-but-flowers88]

Star Wars au set in the 70s where Luke is in a not so fulfilling job as a law clerk, he starts writing as a hobby and ends up writing a very vague version of the original Star Wars trilogy. It does very well and Luke’s pretty proud of himself for the original idea until Leia reads it and has some notes

Leia:….you’re aware this is just your life in space right?

Luke: huh? What are you talking about?

Leia: well let’s see, a young farm boy named Mark Starkiller raised by his aunt and uncle.

Luke: well that’s just coincidence

Leia: he teams up with a sarcastic outlaw and his hairy alien friend, this is obviously Han and Chewie

Luke: wha- no it’s not-

Leia: and let me guess, the princess is his long lost sister?

Luke:…

Leia:…

Luke:…oh my god-

Leia: not to mention this stoic ‘mandalorian’ character who is a misunderstood father to a little alien baby and has undeniable sexual tension with the main character

Luke: oh mY GOD!