A/N: Based off the song “Wrong” by MAX (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)
Warning: Contains Sexual Content, View At Your Own Risk!!!
Luke’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as he felt your hand slid over his thigh. His eyes darted over to you in a look that said “don’t you dare.” Only you weren’t looking at him. You were facing forward, a sly smile on your lips as you continued to tease him. Your hand inched closer to his crotch and you began to palm Luke through his jeans. Luke’s teeth sunk into his bottom lip and he began to tap his finger against the steering wheel. Eyes locked on the road. He wasn’t sure what had gotten into you. Moments before you were perfectly content and full from the dinner you two just had. It was a different story now. You were on the prowl and of course had your eyes set on Luke. He cleared his throat, eyes still locked on the road as you kept palming him. You could feel Luke’s cock growing under your touch the smile on your face growing. Luke’s attention was taken off the road for just a split second when he heard your seat belt unbuckle. “What are you doing?” Luke asked, pouting at the feeling of your hand leaving his cock.
“Just lift up,” you instructed him, already unzipping his pants. Luke did as you said, moving in his spot as carefully as he could so that his foot wouldn’t move off the brake. Lucky for him the two of you were stopped at a red light. Once his pants were off you immediately went back to giving him a handjob. Soon Luke was hard enough to your liking and you leaned over the gear shift to take him into your mouth. Luke’s foot hit against the gas pedal in surprise and the car skirted forward.
“Oh fuck,” Luke gasped, trying his hardest to focus on the road. Your tongue swirled around the head of his cock, tasting the bit of precum that had collected at the tip. Your lips surrounded his cock as you began suck. Your tongue poking out to lick at a prominent vein on his cock. “Damn it feels so good,” Luke grunted, his foot hitting against the accelerator, so that the two of you could make it back to his place quickly. Your head bobbed at a steady rhythm and you stroked the parts that wasn’t in your mouth. Just giving Luke head made you wet. Everything about him turned you on. The way he looked in his black fitted shirt and ripped blue jeans. Luke’s hair had even grown out a bit more and started to curl. You loved it when he let his hair grow, giving you something to play with sexual or not. Luke was and is beautiful.
Throughout the entire dinner Luke had been whispering to you. Telling you everything he wanted to do when you got back to his place. His hand placed on your thigh and thumb rubbing circles close to where you needed him. It made you crave for his touch even more than you had. Just thinking about all the things Luke was going to do to you made your core throb. Your head lifted so that you could catch your breath and you wiped at your mouth then looked around at your surroundings.
“Pull over and don’t lock the doors,” you whispered into his ear, teeth tugging at his earlobe. Your words made a shiver run down Luke’s spine and he made a sharp turn towards a back road area.
“What are you up to?” Luke moaned, feeling your hand massage his cock once more. You began to kiss alongside his neck, teeth nipping at his sweet spot.
“I want you,” you muttered against his skin. “Take me right here. Right now,”
“You don’t want to wait ‘til we get home?” Luke asked, coming to a stop in an empty lot. You were too busy teasing Luke to answer his question and sucked just below his earlobe. Luke turned the car off, then pulled the keys out the ignition. He tossed them into the door holder. Luke turned his head to the side and grabbed you by the back of your head to pull you into a kiss. You kissed him back with much passion and your tongue glided along his bottom lip in asking for permission. His lips parted and you stuck your tongue inside his mouth. Luke moaned against your lips, his other hand reaching down to push his seat far back. The kiss broke and you took that opportunity to kick off your shoes and climb over to sit on him. “I like this mood you’re in,” Luke chuckled, eyes closing shut as you sat down on him.
“Yeah, you like it?” you asked, beginning to grind on him. Luke nodded rapidly and his teeth sunk into his bottom lip. The only thing that was separating him from actually being inside of you was your panties. Luke pulled down the straps of your dress and pulled down the front of it. He reached behind you to unclasp your bra and massaged your breasts. Your lips connected once again, the kiss slower this time. The tension began to build when Luke began to buck his hips up into yours. Luke knew it was wrong for the two of you to be doing this in public, but it somehow felt better when it felt wrong.
“Stop teasing me,” Luke mumbled against your lips. Even if he was showing so much dominance during dinner it was clear to the both of you who was in control at the moment. His hands moved down to your ass and squeezed at the soft flesh. He lifted up the bottom of your dress and rubbed at your clothed clit. Luke may have been extremely hard, but you were another story. He could feel how soaked your panties were, your clit swelled in arousal. “Y/N please,” Luke groaned, moving your panties to the side and running his fingers between your folds. This action took your by surprise and you let out gasp. You wanted him to be inside of you just as much Luke wanted to be there himself. “Come on let daddy in,” he whispered in your ear, plunging two fingers into your soaking heat. You whined in pleasure and began to ride his fingers. The air inside the car had gotten hot. The windows fogging up as everything escalated. Luke had turned the tables and now you were the one like putty in his hands. You lifted up so that you could line him up to your entrance. Teasing both of you by rubbing the head of his cock over your folds.
“How much do you want it?” you asked Luke, a smirk on your lips as you saw him pout in frustration. Luke couldn’t take it anymore and held tight onto your hips as he pushed in. “Holy shi-Luke,” you moaned out, sitting down more so that he was fully inside of you.
“Does that answer your question,” Luke chuckled. The wind had nearly been knocked out of you and your head rested against Luke’s shoulder. Both your actions had stopped and you soaked in the feeling of him filling you up. After a few seconds you began to ride him. Your hips lifting at a steady pace and rolling down in a figure eights. Luke’s grip on your hips was so tight you knew it was going to leave a mark. You picked up the pace, mouth hanging open as silent moans left your lips. Luke began to buck up into you, matching your pace.
“Oh yes-right there,” you huffed, breath fanning over Luke’s face. You grabbed the headrest and began to bounce on his cock. The sound of his skin slapping against yours echoed around the car. You sat down on him hard then began to grind. His pubic bone hitting at your clit. His eyes closed in pleasure, head falling back against the headrest. Luke couldn’t remember the last time the two of you fucked like this. Just hot and dirty. It made him get worked up even more and he began to pound up into you. Tiny screams of pleasure leaving your lips as the head of his cock hit against your g-spot. Luke sat up straight making your back hit against the steering wheel and the horn honk. “I think we should go to the backseat,” you suggested. Before Luke could even reply you were already getting up. Your warmth no longer surrounding him. You opened the car door and quickly moved towards the back. Luke was fast on your heels and the minute you opened the back door he had you face down ass up.
“Look at you,” Luke grinned, spreading cheeks apart. He stroked at his cock and rubbed at your bundle of nerves. “So beautiful…opening up for daddy like a good girl,” he said. You moaned at his words and raised your hips in a request to having him inside of you. Luke plunged in hard making your toes curl and a squeal of pleasure leave your lips. Your body pushed forward as Luke began to thrust into you. His hand coming down hard on your ass. No one could fuck you as good as Luke could. He made your body tingle in ecstasy.
“Luke!” you yelped, hands reaching you to grab at anything only to grab at the air. He was working into you so much that you could almost see stars. You began to clench around him and you could hear Luke curse under his breath. “S-So good. Fuck Luke d-don’t stop,” you stuttered out. He slapped your ass once again and really began to work into you. You began to clench around him, face burying into the cushions as you moaned into them.
“Do that again baby,” he requested, rolling his hips into yours. Going in deep and hitting all the right spots. You clenched around him once more and moaned. Luke was close to his release a series of grunts coming from him. This was so wrong, wrong in the fact that you two could get arrested for public indecency, but it still made everything feel so right, so good. You could tell Luke was about to come. His pace becoming sloppy and his moans growing louder.
“Fuck I can’t hold it,” Luke announced, his pace slowing down and letting you feel ever inch of his cock. He gave you two sharp thrusts then pulled out to spurt his load over your ass. Luke stroked at his cock as he came. Letting every bit of it leak out and coat your ass in his cum. After he had finished, Luke tapped your leg. You turned over in exhaustion and pouted up at him. “Sorry you didn’t finish baby,” he sighed, leaning down to kiss you. “How about we drive home and I can eat you out?” Luke suggested, “Then do that thing you wanted me to do too.” He kissed at your forehead, then the tip of your nose, then your cheek, and finally he kissed your lips. “Hmm?”
“You’ll do it?” you asked, trying to confirm his words. Luke nodded in response. You grinned at Luke and pulled him into another deep kiss. “Well then we better hurry home,” you said. Luke was quick on his feet. Pulling his pants up and heading to the driver’s seat. This wasn’t going to be the last time you two had sex in public, but this was going to be the start of a new kink.
summary: y/n teases daddy in public and he isn’t too happy about it
requested?: yes, I hope you liked it Anon, I tried to make it as smutty as I could and for the most part I think this would have to be the most smutty smut I’ve written. My requests are open and I respond to all, I usually get smut up a few days after the requests go through ;)
I keep seeing these posts and theories and analyses about how Palpatine had planned then entire downfall of the Republic down to a T, manipulating anyone and everyone that was anything important. Obvious maniupulation of Anakin aside, it could be argued that everything from the Jedi finding out about the clones to Padme and Anakin having their little vacation on Varykino was Sheev’s doing, indirectly. The more you look into it, the more it feels like Palpatine thought of everything.
BUT. I was just thinking. He didn’t think of everything. A trend I keep seeing here is this:
Palpatine tends to focus all of his manipulating efforts on people who are quickly acknowledged by everyone to have great potential for power. Anakin (who admittedly starts out as a “nobody”, but then there’s also the theory that Sheev knew about him from the very beginning, so) is an obvious one, but look at everyone else - the people in the senate, the Jedi - individuals, like Dooku and Ventress and Obi-Wan, and even Padme and Bail … look. These are all people who, even if good, or at least, trying their hardest to do good, are overtly powerful. Their power comes from their Force sensitivity, from their speeches, from their political influence. Their money, their armies … politicians or Jedi or clone manufacturers or even bounty hunters, everyone Palpatine is using as his pawns are acknowledged to have tangible power.
But then, that’s where his downfall is (as Luke says - “your overconfidence is your weakness” - Sheev doesn’t realize that he’s missing something, even after he’s made that mistake once). In treating the powerful, or potentially powerful, as the only ones that really matter, and everyone else as expendable or not worth focusing intently on, Palpatine’s screwing up.
Let’s start with Padme, because this one is more complex than the others. In TPM, I’m of the firm belief that Sheev had initially written Padme off as a naive and easily-duped or influenced girl, not someone to really worry about much. GRANTED, as the movie progresses, it’s obvious that he’s realizing his mistake (in that she’s hardly naive and reliant on others’ advice, but very very capable and very very determined) and backpedaling, leading to his ultimate convincing of her to push for a vote of not confidence, etc. And then, as the movies progress, he concentrates more and more efforts on and around her, not only because he’s using her as a tool against Anakin, but also because she’s too proactive in a senate full of corrupt politics and bureaucracy to leave unchecked. He needs to control her, as well, because she’s now proven herself to be overtly powerful.
But then, Sheev still doesn’t learn from his mistake - to never underestimate someone who’s apparently a “nobody” (and obviously, Padme is hardly a nobody - which makes the real nobodies here even more effective). So now we progress to the end of ROTS and into the OT.
You know who Sheev underestimates? The Larses. Palpatine, who focuses so much of his efforts on Luke Skywalker (again, powerful) forgets that any child must be first raised in a kind and loving home, must be taught a set of values ingrained fundamentally and deeply into their psyche. Luke is very different from Anakin because he grew up in a stable, loving, and healthy home environment - hardly the same as a slave who was taken from his mother at age nine and handed to a boy who was barely an adult and who didn’t know the first thing about dealing with abused children, etc etc. Owen and Beru not only raised and protected Luke from the Empire for all of his formative life, they also taught him who to be. Obviously, there are qualities in him that are latent and inherent and his to be nurtured and developed, inherited from his parents - but who taught him to develop those? Who taught him about the importance of love and compassion and kindness? Who taught him to believe? Not that part of that wasn’t already latent in Luke, but any flower needs a loving and caring gardener to attent to it, for it to blossom beautifully. Palpatine forgets this. Palpatine doesn’t even bother checking back on Anakin’s family. They’re nobodies, living on a little backwater dustball and farming water. What could they possibly do for him?
You know who else Palpatine underestimates? Wedge Antilles and the entirety of the Rogue Squadron. Biggs Darklighter. Lando Calrissian.
Han and Chewie. Like, God, where would the twins, those two who decided the fate of the entire kriffing galaxy, even be without all of these people? And who were these folks before the Rebellion, before the Alliance took them in and they grew up themselves and shaped history?
Summary: You and him used to be best friends but not anymore, something changed for the better.
Ashton: “Damn it, Luke!” Ashton says, laughing as Luke wins again at FIFA. Luke chuckles, putting his controller down to grab a piece of pizza. Ashton pauses to reply to a text from you, his best friend. “Is that (Y/N)? Tell her I say hi, even though she’s literally just upstairs.” Luke says through a mouthful of pizza. “She doesn’t want to hear from you, that’s why she’s upstairs.” Ashton jokes, making Luke laugh. “How long are you going to keep this girl waiting? You’ve been just friends since you were in middle school and you’ve been in love with her for years.” Ashton bites his lip, glancing over at the blonde haired boy. “That’s the thing, mate. We’re not ‘just friends’ anymore. At least, I hope not. I wasn’t going to tell any of you until she brought it up, but I kissed her yesterday.” Ashton admits, causing Luke to choke on the pizza. “You kissed her?” He repeats, his eyes wide as he looks at his best friend. “I did, and it was perfect.” Luke chuckles. “You’ve got balls, Ash.” Ashton shrugs. “We haven’t really talked about it so nothing’s official. I don’t want to bring it up if she doesn’t want to talk about it.” Luke nods. “Yeah, she may just need time to digest it.” All of a sudden, you walk into the room. “Digest what?” You ask, sitting down beside Ashton. “Oh, Ashton here was just telling me about that kiss you two had the other day.” Luke blurts out, causing Ashton to roll his eyes. “See, this is why I didn’t tell you.” Luke laughs. You smile at Ashton. “You know, it wasn’t very fair. I wasn’t prepared for you to kiss me.” You say. Ashton leans over and traces the outline of your lips with his thumb. “Are you prepared now?” He asks. “I think so.” He grins and kisses you softly, proving to Luke that you two really aren’t just friends anymore.
Calum: Calum bites his lip as he watches you walk across the yard in your bikini. You grin and wave as you approach. “Stop being such a hermit and come swim.” You tell him. “Someone has to be sober and make sure Michael doesn’t accidentally drown.” Calum jokes, which makes you giggle. “For your information, I am very much sober.” You retort. Calum chuckles. “I’m serious, Cal. Why are you over here instead of in the pool with the rest of us?” You ask, raising your eyebrows. Calum reaches over and tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “Don’t feel like swimming today.” He murmurs. “You’re the one who suggested we all come outside, though!” You say. You back up a few feet and start running in circles. “Look at me, I’m outside! It’s amazing!” You tell, which makes Calum start to laugh. You fall to the ground, grinning up at him. “I’m outside.” You repeat. He sits down beside you. “I know, for once you’re not inside. Proud of you, babe.” He tells you, throwing his arm over your shoulders. “Kiss her, you idiot!” Ashton yells from by the pool. You laugh and turn to look back at him. “But Cashton is forever!” You yell back. Ashton shrugs. “I’ll forgive him!” You grin at Calum, but your smile fades when you see that he isn’t smiling. “Calum? What’s wrong?” He looks away from you and up at the sky for a moment. “(Y/N), what are we?” He asks quietly. You sigh, knowing this was coming. “I don’t really know, Cal.” You admit. He takes his arm off of your shoulders and looks at you. “I know that we’re not just friends anymore. That night in Vegas… it changed us. I don’t regret it, but I’m not sure I want to pursue my feelings for you. I mean, what if it ruins our friendship?” You ask. “What if it doesn’t?” Calum asks, raising his eyebrows. You open your mouth to reply, but he leans over and kisses you roughly. “Just stop talking. Please.” He mumbles between kisses.
Luke: “Have you told her yet?” You whisper to Luke as you both watch Liz cook dinner. Luke shakes his head, which makes you sigh. “Okay, so if this variable equals five and the answer is eleven, what is the other variable?” You ask Luke out loud. “I-I don’t know.” He mutters, watching his mom. You’ve been tutoring Luke for months now and his mom has pretty much had a wedding planned in her head between the two of you since day one, even though in the beginning, Luke and you didn’t even know the other existed. But now you’re together and Luke has been waiting for the right time to tell Liz. “This only works if you pay attention.” You say. Luke smiles sheepishly at you. “Sorry, I’m nervous to tell her.” He whispers. “She’ll be thrilled.” You reassure him. He coughs as Liz turns around to grab something from the pantry, causing her to look up and smile. “You guys okay?” She asks. “Oh, we’re fine, Liz. Luke just has something to say.” You tell her, nudging Luke under the table. “So, mum, you know how you’re always saying how great of a friend (Y/N) has become?” He asks. Liz nods, smiling at you. “Well it’s your lucky day because we’re not just friends anymore.” Luke finishes, biting his lip. Liz blinks, as if not registering what her son has said. “Liz?” You ask, concerned. “You’re together?” She asks. You and Luke nod, causing her to grin. “Oh my, this is great! I knew this would happen. Your brothers owe me twenty bucks.” She admits, laughing as she walks away to get the phone. You giggle as you kiss Luke’s cheek.
Michael: Michael sighs as you stomp into the apartment, almost slamming the door in his face in the process. “Would you just let it go, already?” He asks, opening the door again and walking inside. You spin on your heel and face him. “Let it go?! You just told everyone at the Grammys that we are just friends, when I thought it was pretty obvious when you were fucking me into oblivion last night that we are not just friends.” You snap, walking to the bedroom to take off your heels. Michael follows, ripping off his tie in anger. “It was a mistake, (Y/N). I simply forgot that you’re not just my best friend anymore. People forget things!” He yells. You huff, searching through your dresser for some pajamas. “Yeah, well, Calum wouldn’t have forgotten.” You mutter, walking to the bathroom. “Oh yeah, that’s really great. Rub it in that Calum has also seen you naked!” You slam the bathroom door closed and slip out of the dress you’ve been wearing all night. “You know what? Maybe I should call him and go over to his place! He would probably do me better!” You yell. The bathroom door swings open, revealing a very pissed off Michael. “What are you doing in here? Get out!” You say, as he backs you up against the bathroom counter. “You’re not going fucking anywhere, (Y/N). You’re fucking mine, even if you hate me right now.” Michael says, kissing you roughly. His lips are soft and taste like peppermint and the drink he had tonight and they almost make you melt. Almost. You push him away, throwing your hands up in the air. “No! You can’t just kiss me and think that it will fix everything. You told our friends that we’re nothing but friends! That hurts, Michael.” He grits his teeth and kisses you again, holding your wrists above your head. “You and I both know that we are not just friends. Shut the hell up so I can fuck you into oblivion again.”
Jyn Erso and Luke Skywalker don’t know each other: they live in different countries on separate continents but are both in desperate need of distractions from their day-to-day lives. When they find each other listed on a vacation exchange site, the two throw caution to the wind and switch homes for the Christmas holiday.
Summary: soulmate au where your eyes change color depending on how far away/close you are to your soulmate
Warnings: some swearing
You lived in a world that seemed to hate you. Meeting your soulmate is supposed to be difficult, but you had a more than difficult time finding yours. At birth, your eyes are a normal color. By the age of five, your eyes turn a different color depending on how far away you are from your soulmate. Yours have always been a dark brown since then. Brown means that your soulmate is far away and gray means that your soulmate is close. They’ve started changing before, but it was just a trick. You could be in an empty room and they would change, getting your hopes up about something that won’t happen. You’ve pretty much given up hope of ever finding your soulmate at this point.
“Come on!” Your best friend yells, running towards the stadium. You sigh and run after her, getting in line behind lots of other girls. She wanted to see 5 Seconds of Summer and has dragged you along with her. You weren’t a huge fan of the band. Sure, they were good but you weren’t crazy about them like she was.
“Remind me again why you brought me along?” You ask as she hands the guard the tickets to get inside the venue. She grins at you. “Because you’re my best friend.” You laugh and say, “lucky me.” This makes her laugh, knowing you’re just kidding.
The sun is still shining bright outside, but it’s getting ready to go down. Colors of red and orange strike across the sky. It’s warm, but not too warm. You close your eyes and soak up the sun, then open them when you hear girls screaming. The band is walking into the venue from the side entrance, and they’ve been spotted. You lock eyes with the lead guitarist, Luke for a quick moment. He smiles a little at you and you wave.
“I love you, Ashton!” Your friend yells, trying to get the drummer’s attention. He grins and waves at her, and you swear she almost faints. You wince as a burning pain starts in your eyes. You cover them with your hands, biting your lip as the pain increases.
“(Y/N), are you okay?” She asks, concerned. You look at her after the band is gone and the pain fades. You smile and she smiles back at you, but her smile fades. “What? What’s wrong?” You ask, confused. Two seconds ago she was nearly jumping ten feet high to get the attention of the boys and now she seems worried.
“Nothing’s wrong. It’s just that… (Y/N), your eyes changed.” She admits. Your eyes widen. “Are you serious?” She nods, handing you her phone so you can look at the camera. Your usually dark chocolate orbs have now turned a light amber. “Your soulmate is here!” She whisper-yells. You bite your lip.
This isn’t the first time this has happened. Your eyes have changed color before in an empty room. They had a habit of playing a joke on you; making you think your soulmate was around, only to reveal that he isn’t.
“They do that a lot. Don’t get your hopes up.” You mumble, handing her the phone back. She frowns. “Oh. Okay.” You give her a small smile. “Come on, let’s go find our seats.” She smiles and follows you inside the venue. It’s starting to get crowded, teenage girls standing around everywhere. You can feel the good vibes going around and it actually makes you excited for the show.
“Here they are!” Your friend says, pointing to two seats in the front row. You both sit down and take a few selfies while waiting for the show to start. “Is this your first time seeing them live?” A girl behind you asks. You smile and nod. “She didn’t want to come, but she’s going to love it.” Your friend says, giggling. “You will, the boys make sure you have a good time.” The other girl says. You look up at the stage as the lights go out and a black and white screen pops up. A countdown begins and your friend jumps up from her seat, pulling you with her. You laugh as the crowd starts to chant, “5SOS, 5SOS, 5SOS!”
You can feel the excitement building in your body as you begin to chant along with them. Your friend is jumping up and down and is screaming inaudible things, and her happiness makes you grin. She saved up for a whole year for these tickets and you’ve never seen her happier. The boys run on stage as guitar riffs scream through the stadium. Your seats are in front of Luke and you can see him up close. He’s wearing black skinny jeans and a black v-neck. A silver necklace hangs down from his neck. His hair is flat, unlike in all the posters (Y/F/N) has in her room. However, it’s getting a bit long and has started to curl on the ends. His lip ring is gone, which makes you a little disappointed.
He makes eye contact with you again and time seems to stop. Your friend is dancing beside you to whatever song they’re playing, but you’re too focused on Luke. The burning sensation is back in your eyes, and you rub them to try to get it to fade. You get some relief when Luke looks away, so you sing along to End Up Here as best as you can, not knowing all the lyrics completely.
“How you guys doing tonight?!” Ashton yells into his mic after the song ends. Screams erupt from all around you. “We’re here to make sure that you all have the best time of your lives tonight. Are you ready?!” Calum yells. More screaming. He laughs. You smile and look at your best friend, who throws her arm around your shoulders.
“(Y/N), your eyes are gray.” She yells in your ear, so that you can hear. You frown. They’ve never gotten gray before. “My soulmate is here.” You tell her, turning around to look all around you. You feel anxious, biting your lip so hard it feels like it could start bleeding. “Are you okay, miss?” A guard in the aisle asks you. “She’s fine.” Your friend tells him, looking around with you.
You eventually give up on searching after missing half of the concert. “He has to be around here somewhere.” Your friend mutters, but you shake your head. “Just forget it. My eyes are just playing a trick again.” You say quietly. She manages to somehow hear you over the screaming girls and hugs you. “I’m sorry, (Y/N).” You give her a fake smile. “They’re about to play your favorite song.” You tell her.
She screams, looking up on stage. “Luke, how are you doing, man? Are you good?” Michael is asking. Luke grins. “‘I’m doing pretty good, Michael.” Michael chuckles. “That’s good, because if you weren’t good then we probably wouldn’t be good.” Luke laughs and the sound makes you smile.
“You guys wanna know something?!” Ashton asks. The screaming erupts again. “Luke is very giddy tonight because he saw a cute girl outside before the show and now his eyes are gray.” Ashton tells everyone, which makes Luke turn a light pink. “Ash!” He yells, making everyone laugh.
Your friend turns to you slowly, her eyes wide. “No, it can’t be.” You tell her. “Your eyes are gray. His eyes are gray. (Y/N), Luke Hemmings is your soulmate.” She whispers. The girl behind you from earlier hears. “What?! Luke, your soulmate is right here!” She screams, desperately trying to get Luke’s attention. Your eyes widen as you shake your head.
Michael hears the girl and motions at you to Luke. Luke looks over as a spotlight hits your face. His mouth opens slightly as he sees your eyes. “Hi. I’m Luke.” He murmurs into his mic, smiling softly at you. His hair is sticking to his forehead but he looks like an angel. You swallow hard and run out of the aisle.
“(Y/N)!” Your friend yells, running after you. You run out of the stadium, kneeling over to throw up on the sidewalk. She appears beside you and holds your hair back. “Are you okay? What’s going on?” She asks, confused. You look at her.
“Don’t you get it? I’m not his soulmate. Luke is a beautiful human being who has so much talent. I’m not like him. This is just my eyes playing a joke again and getting my hopes up.” You say, sitting down on the curb. By now, there are tears running down your cheeks. She sighs and sits down beside you, wrapping her arms around you in a hug. “What if that’s not what it is this time?” She asks. You sniffle, lying your head on her shoulder.
“Your eyes have never turned gray before. That’s a sign, (Y/N). Your eyes burned when you saw Luke earlier, that’s never happened either.” She murmurs. “He’s just so great and I’m not.” You mumble, wiping away some stray tears. She glances behind you.
“Yeah, he’s pretty great.” You look behind you to see Luke standing there, a concerned look on his face. “I’ll wait inside.” Your friend mutters, running back inside. You stand up.
“Okay, I know you think I’m your soulmate. But my eyes change color a lot. It’s like a curse. This could be false.” You explain to Luke, who walks over. “What if it isn’t?” He asks. “Why does everyone keep asking that?” You mumble to yourself before sighing.
“I mean, look at you. You’re a rock star. You sing and tour and have millions of girls thrown at you every day. You’re really talented and fuck, you’re also really good looking. I’m not really talented or good looking. This wouldn’t work. This can’t work.” Luke smiles a little and cups your face with his hands. “You’re cute when you ramble.” He murmurs. “I’m not rambling. Am I? My bad.” You say. He leans in, and you can feel his breath across your cheeks.
“Luke, what are you-”
“Stop talking. God, you’re beautiful.”
“Thank you, but you-”
His lips touch yours and it’s like magic. Your body has a feeling of pure euphoria. You wrap your arms around his neck as his lips move against yours. Your eyes are burning, but you don’t care at this moment. His lips are soft and taste like mint and some kind of alcohol. Corona, maybe? Whatever is it, it’s delicious. The kiss is amazing and the feeling you’re having is like nothing you’ve ever experienced before. Luke pulls away after a moment.
“Shit, you’re a really good kisser too.” You mumble, which makes him laugh. “You’re my soulmate. That kiss proved that. Wait here for me after the show, okay? I’m taking you to dinner.” Luke tells you, kissing your forehead. You nod, giving in to the blonde angel.
Vader narrowly rescues Luke from croc-infested waters, spiriting him away to the safety of his shuttle. But before they can leave for the Executor, Luke tells him quite firmly that he’s not leaving without Artoo, despite the fact that he doesn’t really have a choice. Darth Dad sighs and turns back (leaving Luke in the shuttle, of course) and hunts down the beast that dragged the droid under. After slogging through the swamp for about an hour, he finds Artoo; standing on a rock, shrieking triumphantly, the hoard of half-electrocuted crocodiles slinking away in terror.
I refuse to believe that moisture farmers only grew water. Not only does it not make sense in the context of Luke & Owen’s dinner table conversation in ANH, it also doesn’t make sense economically. I can get behind the idea that water was a sort of unofficial currency on Tatooine itself, but there is no way anyone on Tatooine would be exporting water off-world. There either needs to be something of value (like minerals) that settlers can trade for off-world food, or there has to be some sort of native agriculture which not only produces enough for farm families to eat, but also enough to sell to the non-farmers in the port towns.
So, what are they growing out on those moisture farms? In AotC, Cliegg mentions that Shmi was kidnapped while gathering mushrooms from the vaporators. In ANH, we see Luke drinking blue milk, so presumably they also had a bantha cow or two. We also see some sort of plants growing in the farm’s central courtyard.
The Tatooine scenes were filmed in Tunisia. Their main agricultural products are cereal grains, citrus, olives, and root vegetables like carrots and onions. Similar deserts in the American southwest also grow a lot of alfalfa for forage and to prevent soil erosion.
My guess is that moisture farms work like this. The vaporators gather moisture out of the air year round which is used for drinking and irrigation with the extra being set aside for trade or to pay Jabba’s taxes. There is a second moisture collection method which is used to collect what little rain falls during the wet season. And yes, most deserts do have a wet season even if ‘wet’ is only 9 inches of rainfall. All this water is used to irrigate the various crops. They're growing some sort of forage plant, space!alfalfa if you will, for the banthas. They grow some sort of cereal grain to eat and sell. And there’s a small plot of vegetables grown for their own use. Crops are planted immediately after the wet season while the ground is still relatively moist and there is water saved up. The Lars family diet mostly consists of grains, home-grown veg, bantha-based dairy, and what ever wild meats they can kill.
While settlers like the Lars family are farmers, I suspect the Tuskens were originally pastoralists who followed herds of bantha as they migrated. The original source of conflict between the two groups is that the farmers basically took over the best grazing lands. This decimated the Tusken’s herds and upset their nomadic lifestyle.
I'm new to liking with confidence as people but is there anything like a master list I could look at to see how they are? idek if that made sense but there's a bunch for people getting into 5sos so I thought there might be one for with con :)
we’re still in the diapers of fandom so I haven’t encountered such a thing so far BUT do not dispair!! I gotchu fam
on the far left we have Jayden Seeley aka Tall, Dark and Dorky (also Handsome but that’s besides the point) he’s a nerd okay A NERD SUCH A FUCKING NERD WOW also there’s a 8/10 chance he’s a furry because he LOVES puppies but then who doesn’t eh? he’s crazy talented and his voice is killer and he plays piano and bass guitar and sings and chaotic good all the way, spatial awareness somewhere in the negative nine hundreds but that’s okay he’s adorable (also he totally dated Michael in 2013 but details)
now the handsome fella flexing so beautiful is Inigo Del Carmen aka Someone’s Got To Be The Smart One Here Right (what I mean to say is he’s a Ravenclaw, he wrote Keys which is like … *muffled sobbing*) he founded the band with Jayden and his vocals are awesome but I’ve only heard him sing in Keys so far in any case he’s the mayo that keeps the bandwich together
Mr Middlefinger is called Luke Rockets and he’s my fave yay bc he like me compensates his insecurities with badly timed crude jokes (as shown by this beautiful display of manners right here) he likes to think he’s really badass but he’s a marshmallow truly and he looks good in glasses also he smoulders and that a lot like A LOT and I love him despite the Out Of Control state of his emo cringe
lastly but certainly not leastly we got the man on the drums Josh Brozzesi aka Broccoli (the band actually calls him that and it’s beautiful) he kills it on the drums despite the fact that I could probably encircle his biceps with my hand but still he’s good like an Orderly Good and he’s the Most Adorable Ever ™ and he has the biggest heart ever but truthfully they all do they really do
to get into their music I recommend you start out watching the Voldemort music video and then switch to spotify or youtube or a music playing medium of your choice and listen to
1) London Lights 2) We’ll Be Okay 3) Higher 4) Waterfall (tissues for this one are mandatory legit this is a pain hazard but such a good one) 5) Keys
this is a good order to get to know them, my personal order of preference is 41253 but really just the entire Better Weather album is impeccable, like it doesn’t have a single song that I dislike or skip if it comes on
I hope this helps you out!! if you want you can also follow my with con blog @jaysdenseeley hehe
Summary: Luke isn’t intimidated by a simple babysitting gig, okay? He really isn’t. He’s performed live in front of massive audiences on West End and seen his face on the big screen all around the world. Needless to say, he’s definitely not scared of some little girls. Especially not Josh Gad’s adorable little girls. Nope, not scared at all.
The front door is pretty average; tall and sturdy and probably a little expensive, but plain. Certainly nothing to be intimidated by. Except that Luke knows the man of his dreams is just behind that door. And with him, his beautiful wife and two daughters. God, he really should just turn around and feign some deadly illness because the whole situation is too absurd.
When Josh had asked him for a favor, Luke had foolishly agreed without knowing anything, jumping at any opportunity to please like an overeager puppy. He hadn’t realized that the favor would involve going just long enough without seeing Josh to make Luke really miss him and then sleeping over at Josh’s house with the two most important little people in his friend’s life. It was all a giant domestic tease that Luke wasn’t sure he could handle.
Luke never thought that he would be trying to get into Gaston’s headspace outside of shooting Beauty and the Beast (because really, who would willingly put themselves in that guy’s headspace for any other reason?), but he found himself taking out his phone and pulling up the camera app, trying to let courage show through his eyes on the screen as he channeled his character’s outrageous self-confidence.
“You are Luke Evans, and you are clever, kind, and incredibly fun to be around. You are the perfect babysitter, and you have noth ing to worry about.”
He cocked an eyebrow for effect, starting to feel even less self-assured at how silly he looked, when he heard the door unlatch. He immediately shoved his phone in his pocket and felt heat rising to his cheeks as the door swung open and he looked up into Josh’s amused eyes.
I suppose Uncle Jace needs to be included. I personally think Jace is terrible with kids. Not awkwardly, but just that he can't say no and he actively encourages rambunctious and rowdy behaviour. He is the uncle who gives the kid sugar and watches hell unfold with a gleam in his eye and suggestions for the hyped up child. Now imagine that plus magic Madzie. They've been banned from one park and Magnus wasn't expecting to have to teach Madzie memory magic SO EARLY AS THEY MIND WIPE 22 SOCCER MOMS
okay i am jumping around i know but i just read @lydiabranwels tags on a post suggesting that jace would actually be the well-researched overly prepared babysitter bc he wants to make sure he’s doing everything right and tbh i can see both sides??? so like.. i’m gonna need a 500 word essay from each of you stating your arguments on my desk by monday. site your sources
Hey everyone! So i kind of fell into a deep hole of watching Roswell so I didn’t post until now. But I’m going to try to do better :D So just to explain again, in this story, every part has a bit from the past and a bit from the present (after she’s admitted she fancies Luke) I have it all mapped out in a timeline to make it more clear that I just might post after I’ve posted all the parts, but if I post it now, there will be some major spoilers.