Lina

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-I LOVE Star Wars and could probably talk my jaw off about it (or anything tbh)

-I draw and would like to post some of my work

-I recently started writing my first ever fanfic so i hope it’s good!!

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HETIWVEGSKABS

Luke Skywalker x reader

Part I - A new mission

Han was like an older brother to you although not biologically, that didn’t make you any less of siblings. Since the day you met, Han looked after you (sometimes it felt like he tried a bit too hard) and you always tried to do the same for him.

A/N this is my first ever time writing a fanfic so apologies in advance for any mistakes or errors. I’m hoping for this to be long and this fic will mostly be fluff and probs just really cheesy btw. I’ve been working on this chapter for a while now and I’m super excited to post even though it’s a lot shorter than the others and probably the most boring I hope you enjoy!! (Also no warnings or anything for this one! Except maybe grammar mistakes)

Ps. Sorry if the next chapter takes a while I’m very busy with school right now

Tatooine was a planet that you had always disliked, the sandy wasteland was crawling with crime and bounty hunters, which is more than enough reason to stay away from a planet, especially when you’re with Han Solo. It didn't help that somehow every time you found yourselves there, something always went wrong. This time Han was in serious trouble with Jabba the Hutt after losing his cargo and failing to repay him quickly enough, being in trouble with a Hutt is not a situation you want to be in, they can put the bounty prices high. You’ll have to be careful if they want to make it off the sandy rock in one piece this time.

“I still don’t understand why you decided on Tatooine without the credits. If we run into Jabba or a bounty-“ you got cut short.

“In case you haven’t noticed, kid we’re all out of credits and unless you can supply us with enough to satisfy that inflated slugs greed, we've got no other choice.” Han snapped. He often did when you were in trouble. You didn’t want to put him under stress, you wanted him to stay safe, he often thought about you and Chewie before considering himself.

“I know! I’m just saying there must be a better option than, well Tatooine of all places! It will be swarmed with bounty hunters, and you still haven’t repaid him.” You replied.

“This is the best place to find work. If you don’t like it you can come up with another plan to repay Jabba.” Han finished. There was no changing his mind now.

You stood up out of your usual seat, the one behind the pilot and turned your face towards Chewie mouthing “I tried”, and turned to leave the blue lit cockpit. There was probably around forty minutes left in hyperspace until you’d reach the outer rim, you thought walking to your quarters. You had own separate space as you were the only girl on the falcon which you became thankful for at times like this when things got difficult.

A few minutes passed and you started to tidy up a bit before you arrive, something you always do to check you have everything before a mission on a new planet. You could still feel Hans' frustration and although he tries to bury it down, his fear. Han never understood what you meant when you brought up how you could sort of feel other’s emotions just like your own, you had brought it up so casually Han just thought you were joking, so it was never mentioned again.

The amber light signifying the ship would be coming out of hyperspace soon started to flash and you rushed into the cockpit to take your seat. Chewie greeted you with a happy growl and glanced back to Han who was too busy preparing the controls to notice.

“Ready?” He asked, not looking up.

Chewie growled a yes in response.

Space is cold. You had become somewhat used to changes of temperature over the years of smuggling. However, nothing compares to the heat that hits you when you arrive at Mos Eisley spaceport. Tatooine is by far the hottest planet you’d ever traveled to and the heat catches you off guard every time.

You made your way back to your room after landing, stopping at the mirror by your door. You looked at the eighteen year old girl staring back at yourself, your hair tied in two braids that you’d tied up behind the back of your head into a low bun. It looked somewhat neat even after hours of travel. The parts around your face however never seemed to behave, small stands fall around your head that you can never seem to tame, it became a habit of yours to blow them away with your breath when working around the ship. You looked down at your clothes, slightly baggy black trousers you had tucked into your dark boots, a light flowy grey, long sleeve tunic you wore with a white cami-top underneath just poking out at parts from the tunic being too big, it was probably one of Han’s old ones. You looked down at your belt, no blaster in it yet, Han probably won’t let you off the ship without one, not on Tatooine anyway.

You had finished organising your belongings long before the Falcon landed. One last check you thought, and quickly looked around your quarters, all clear. Finally, kneeling on the cold floor, you placed the side of your head to the ground which sent the cool sensation running through your skin. You looked under your bunk, a small glimmer of light stares back at you. You reached out your hand and gently reach for it from under your bed. It’s colder than the floor against your cheek. You turn it over in your hand. It's small, half the size of your pinky finger. You sit up and pull it out from under the bunk. Turning the small object over, your heart skips. This wasn’t just a small object, this was a crystal. The crystal , the last thing you have from your mother. Your stomach twists as memories came flooding back. You turned the small blue rock in your hand then shove it in your clothes draw. -I’ll deal with that later- you thought.

You stood up, a little shakily but before you can drown in your thoughts you shut them down, tucking your feelings away and cursing at the tears welling in your eyes. They don’t fall, they never do, not anymore. You took a shaky breath and bit your lip looking up at the ceiling.

You slowly walked into the main hold finding Han alone about to leave. Chewie must have gone already. Han had busied himself by finishing storing supplies. He didn’t look up.

“I think we’ve found a job, some old man, a boy and two droids. They want passage to the Alderaan system, Chewies there already and I’m just going now.” He finished, finally looking up at you.

You didn’t realise he had stopped talking, you hardly took in what he said at all. Your eyes were fixed on the floor between the two of you, you could still feel the cold crystal on your hand, your mind felt slow and light almost like she was floating but your knees felt weak and you suddenly feared falling.

Han looked at you, his face full of concern.

“Kid?” he began to walk over but you had snapped out of your trance.

“Yeah that sounds, um great,” you said, slightly shaking her head and looking up.

“Okay.. well Chewies waiting for me. Can you stay with the ship and make sure nothing happens to her?” You knew this wasn’t a question, and nodded.

“You up for a game of dejarik later?” Han asked. You grinned at that, he knew you would kick his ass as usual, even chewie struggled to beat you at that game sometimes.

“Okay. Just don’t take too long, and be careful!”

“Come on, it’s me!” Han joked which brought you another smile. He ruffled her hair causing the wild strands at the front to go even more crazy you rolled her eyes still half-smiling and watched him walk out.

The minutes felt like hours you spent waiting in the main hold, you decided to put the time to good use and not spend it worrying about Jabba and his bounty hunter minions. Instead you decided to start fixing your broken comlink. It was a fiddly task, your hands were too shaky to attach the wires to the tiny metal box and screw on the microphone. If only you had a repair droid, this would be so much easier you thought. Hopefully that’s the type of droid Han meant when he mentioned their soon to be passengers she thought.

Around 10 minutes had passed and you still had no progress, you was about to give up and put your tools, spare scraps and unusable com away when you heard the familiar sound of Han and Chewie discussing something, they sounded a little more enthusiastic than you thought they would be. You swiftly walked over to the boarding ramp to find them both grinning.

“Seventeen thousand credits kid!!” Han said, almost wildly grabbing her by the shoulder.

“What!?” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You grinned ear to ear at Han and Chewie. “This is perfect, we finally have enough to repay Jabba!”

Han just smiled and patted your shoulder before walking into the cockpit, Chewie walked back down the ramp to make sure their new passengers found their way and you followed beside him.

“I can’t believe this Chewie, 17000! They must really want to get to Alderaan!” You said to the wookie who growled an agreement in response.