Can I request Luke Skywalker falling in love with a fem!reader who feels down after being bullied for many years? Please???
You Are Important, You Are Enough
Pairing: Luke Skywalker x fem!reader
Summary: When Luke finds reader upset after being bullied after so many years, he tries to comfort her
Word Count: 868
Warnings: fluff? Angst? Bullying?
A/n: So this is so bad and so late! But thanks for requesting and thanks for waiting! Hope you enjoy!
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Looking at [Name], Luke has never failed to find beauty in the girl. From the moment they met, all those years ago when he first attended a meeting with the rebels, he knew that he wanted her in his life for as long as he lives.
Their meeting was not smooth but after a few laughs and many weeks spent in rebel bases, as well as the destruction of the death star, the two had become close friends. Long weeks spent in the icy quarters and meeting rooms of Echo Base on Hoth were unbearable for Luke, and were only made better by [Name].
[Name] was like his light in the dark, the sun to his moon, his kyber crystal to his lightsaber, his warmth in the frigid cold. The girl was kind to all, always taking everyone’s thoughts and feelings into account. Which, as the war raged on, was becoming more and more difficult.
[Name], although tried to get on well with all on the base, felt some resistance to her kindness by a group of technicians. These technicians worked hard and for long periods of time and thus were often more irritable. [Name] understood this and while she tried to be extra understanding giving their commitment to the cause, this didn’t shield [Name] from their relentless bullying.
[Name] has working with the rebels for a few years now and this very same bullying from the very same people, started right when she joined. The would call her names, calling her useless, making fun of the way she looked, the way her clothes fit on her, the whole nine clicks. And [Name] tried to remain focused on the cause and her job in the rebellion for all of the years she had to endure it. She did it well too. She made sure that she never retaliated, never making them upset, never truly given them a reason to bully her.
But today it finally got to her. And Luke could see that.
While he hadn’t been working with her for long, Luke saw the way she held herself after walking past a group of them. He swore to himself if he ever saw himself any of them making fun of [Name], he would make sure they had fresher cleaning duties.
Today, he noticed her all day. She was quiet, sullen, and definitely moping. He watched her confidence and bright smile fade as the day went on. He was heart broken.
It was only at the end of the day that he could approach her. She was sat in her quarters, a quiet, small space where he knew that she knew no one else would be. The rooms the rebellion gave were either very small or shared with many others.
The sliding doors opened to reveal his concerned eyes. He carefully approached, sitting beside her careful, hoping not to scare her off. He sat there for a moment while she sniffled. He hoped that she would start, so that she would not feel pressured into saying anything.
After a moment, [Name] gathered herself. Looking up at him hesitatingly, eyes still wet with ready tears, begging for comfort.
“I know, I know,” He cooed, cradling her head into his chest. He hand stroked her cheek as he muttered soft, comforting words into her ears.
“You are so wonderful.” He brushed a hand over her forehead, before moving to wipe the tears from her face.
“Don’t listen to their silly words, they have no idea what they are saying.” His other hand was wrapped tight around her back, holding her secure in place.
“You are too special, kind, and wonderful to ever have to hear the things that come out of their mouths.” He sighed into [Name]’s head, kissing the top of it gently.
He pulled back, sure to connect his gaze with hers.
“Do you know how important you are?” He asks, eyes showing no intention of letting her answer that.
“Not to just the rebellion, because even too that you are in-expendable,” He muses, smiling warmly at her teary face, still a firm but gentle hold on her back.
“But to the people that love you. The people that care so deeply for you. To me.” He smiles, looking down for a beat before looking back in [Name]’s eyes.
“Do you know how important you are to me?” Luke’s gaze is soft and loving in the most wonderful way. He looks at her as if he is holding the plans to the death star himself. He looks at her as if he is watching a star be born. [Name] is everything to him.
“You are enough, [Name],” He states, there is no hint of deception in his voice, only pure adoration.
“You are enough,” He pulls her to his lips slowly, taking his time to watch her expressions. Only when her eyes flutter closed, does he connect their lips. The kiss is full of passion, full of love, and full of insecurity. Insecurity that melts away as soon as Luke brings her closer, bringing her flushed against him.
When they separate with staggering breaths, all [Name] feels is adoration. The technicians be damned, because she has Luke Skywalker.
A/n: Thanks so much for reading! Have a nice day, lovely!
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@nolofinweanweek (I am late for the last day of Nolofinwëan week. I faced some issues which prevented me from posting regularly, but I'll contribute this final work anyway!) Day 7
Find a Path out of the Dark
There was a bitter taste to it when you were right about something that you hated.
The only remaining child of Fingolfin pondered this again as he sat outside the balcony of his rooms in his city.
Turukáno had (in the secret depths of his mind that nobody could reach) always known that he would survive longer than his siblings. He had even jested about it once in front of them all when he’d been in the mood to, that their unbelievable tendency to do foolish and reckless things was going to leave him an only child one day.
They had all laughed as they nodded, guessing the manner of their death and throwing in ideas for Turukáno to do once that happened. Anairë, their sweet mother, had heard the conversation and chastised them for speaking of such things.
They had been in the bliss of Valinor, then.
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