《Star Wars One Shots》loss ➳ luke skywalker
Advertisement
You wandered through the Ewok party, past Leia and Han's laughter, R2's squeals and C-3PO's indignation. You smiled at them, making light conversation, but your mind was elsewhere. Where was Luke? Was he okay? Why wasn't he celebrating with the others?
You'd grown used to Luke's antics, hiding himself away to process his thoughts alone. But why was he hiding now? Nausea began to fill your stomach. Worry caught your lip between your teeth as you searched. Where was he where was he where was—
There. A little ways away from the celebrations lay a smouldering bonfire, ash and smoke streaking through the air. Luke was alone, his back turned.
You sighed his name in relief, calling softly, "Luke, there you are! I was so worried about you."
But your heart broke when he turned to face you, taking in his distraught features.
Tears were streaming down his cheeks as he watched the remains of his father turn to ashes. He quickly wiped his cheeks free from the tears, your name a sob choking from his lips. And when Luke broke down, you held him close against your chest. Your arms tight around him as he collapsed, body wracked with sobs. You held him as he cried, tears of your own threatening to fall. No one had ever seen him quite like this.
"I'm here. I'm here for you. I'm here if you want to talk about it." It was all you could say, all you could think to say. You gently pulled back from the embrace, wiping the remaining tears from his cheeks with your fingertips.
He nodded. "I, uh... I know. But he died a good man, and that's something, right? He admitted he was wrong, and died as a Jedi, as my father."
"That's beautiful, Luke."
Luke returned the embrace, wrapping his arms around your waist. "It is. Thank you for being here, I... I don't really know what I would do without you."
Your kiss to his cheek was soft, avoiding the smears of ash. It was the only comfort you could give, but it was enough. His lips met yours, tasting of salt and blood, but you couldn't bring yourself to care.
Luke would be okay, he had to be okay. You would give him the comfort he needed.
Advertisement
- In Serial55 Chapters
Red is the Color of You
**Previously known as Under the Oak Tree** **Spacing finally fixed! Only some long paragraphs aren't spaced just for pacing/tension's sake** As a child, Izumi was always fascinated with the revenant: a mysterious apparition that appears when one is at their lowest with the promise of salvation, only to devour them as consequence. Never did he doubt his existence, and his devotion to the tale would soon see light when encounters the specter in a field, albeit for a moment. Ever since that day, Izumi gained the ability to see ghosts, something that no one else possessed, causing his obsession with finding out the truth of the revenant to dominate his life. Overtime, his connection with the revenant would go beyond mere curiosity, as it grew into something he would never have expected: love.
8 211 - In Serial9 Chapters
Supernatural FanFiction
Just something I worked on over the years, after watching the tv show Supernatural. I know a lot of people might have wrote about it before. Me I changed it up and twisted it a little bit but kept some the chartaters we love and know.
8 81 - In Serial29 Chapters
Married to My High school Crush
Pooja was a strong girl. When her parents decided to marry her off, she didn't expect her husband to be in love with someone else. She is hell bent on making him fall in love with her. But when things start falling in place it was also a start for everything falling out.#1 - indian (as on 17/10/2020)#1 - marriage (as on 18/10/2020)#23 - romance (as on 21/10/2020)
8 492 - In Serial48 Chapters
When We Crashed
"You know, you aren't like most girls I have met.""Is that a good thing?""It depends, are you obsessed with shopping?""That involves walking... so no.""Dieting?""Hah, that's funny.""Make up?""I need motivation for that.""Heels?""What have my feet ever done to you?!"After that, he laughs and claps his hands together, "Yes, that is a good thing."~~~~~~~He wanted freedom.She needed freedom.Luke Barrington and Ella Sanders.They thought their lives were bad, living up to a parents' expectation is way harder then it seems, especially when they are filthy rich and claim they only want what is best for you.Just think, one moment you are so busy hating on life, and the next, you are in a coma laying on the hospital bed, clinging onto hope that you will survive.Maybe it just took two cars and a curve in the road for them to see that life isn't so bad after all.Because what's the point of life if you aren't even living?~~~~~~~Book two in the T.B.B.B. (The Bad Boy Boxer) Series
8 141 - In Serial58 Chapters
Friendly Desire | Jikook |
_____________________________HIGHEST RANK #1 Designer 10-13-2018______________________________"Should I teach you how to kiss?" The boy gulped, hint of pink appeared on his cheeks "W-what" he swallowed. Warning this story contain: ▪ fluff ▪ Sexually explicit material ▪ Strong Language Ships in this story: ▪ Jikook ▪ Vhope Start: July, 27, 2018~ End : September, 1, 2018~ ♡ ~》 Enjoy 《~ ♡
8 135 - In Serial41 Chapters
THE LOOK OF A SILVER FOX✅
I always had a "thing" for older guys.You know, like, when I was 16 I couldn't imagine being with someone younger than 18. Or, when I hit 18, men under 20 were no go!But Eric is "quite" older than me. His grey hair makes it pretty obvious. And I would go away from him If, you know.. he wouldn't turn me on so fucking much! DISCLAIMER‼️Due to the mature content( sex, swearing, alcohol, violence, etc.) of this fictional story, I don't recommed it to be read by persons under the age of 18❗️Names and all the information and characteristicts of the characters in this story are pure fiction❗️Not allowed to copy this story ❗️ Copyright © sandraxx❗️Bookcover: a model Jeremy Pflaum
8 323

