five times kissed (platonic only, please! i love reading your stuff sdlkfj)
send me “five times kissed” for five times our muses kissed – accepting
[you’re so sweet omg]
(1) i’m luke skywaker, i’m here to rescue you.she barely knows him. all she has is a name and sees the determination written on his face. he’s trying his best to get her out of this place. but she’s not entirely sure he knows what he’s doing. they’ve been backed into a corner, or so it seems. she doesn’t think that either of them will escape with their lives, but luke seems to have something up his sleeve. a grappling hook. why he has one on hand, she’ll never know. she never thinks to ask. she leans over and gives him a quick peck on the cheek. for good luck. and she means it. they’re going to need all the luck they can get.
(2) his hand is just gone. it seems almost impossible. in the blink of an eye, her friend has lost his hand, and han may have lost his life. her heart is heavy in her chest, and she’s doing everything she can to fight back the tears that are threatening to fall. luke’s asleep now and she’s thankful. she knows how much pain he must have been in. and the falcon isn’t exactly equipped with the tools and medicines they need to make him feel better. he’ll have to suffer until they get to the rebel base. she bends down and press a soft kiss to his forehead. she wants him to believe that everything will be okay. even if she doesn’t believe it herself.
(3) she did know. somehow she always knew that her love for luke was sisterly. deep down, she knew that he was her brother, even if she never admitted it to herself. but hearing it confirmed, looking at him right now, it’s hard to believe what he’s telling her. darth vader is their father and he’s going to fight him. she knows that nothing she says will convince him otherwise even thought she wants desperately to try and stop him. she doesn’t want to lose luke. she can’t. but before she an argue, her brother’s lips form a kiss on her cheek and he’s leaving. she watches him go, worry carved in every inch of her being. she doesn’t know if she’ll ever see him again.
(4) are you sure about this? it’s her wedding day and if he really meant what he was asking, he would have asked sooner than this. she turns to him with a smile, nodding her head. she’s sure. in fact, she doesn’t think she’s ever been more sure of anything in her life. marrying han is an easy decision and she had barely let him finish proposing before saying yes. i’m positive, luke. it’s her brother’s turn to smile now and he takes her by the arm, ready to walk her down the aisle. she can’t think of anyone she would rather have to give her away. as they make their way to the front of the crowd, her eyes never leave han and she tightens her grip slightly on luke’s arm. it’s normal to be nervous, right? luke places a kiss to each of her cheeks before handing her over to her soon-to-be husband and she takes a final glance at him when he takes his seat before the ceremony officially begins and tosses him a wink.
(5) her son should be safe in her brother’s hands, right? luke knows what hes’ doing. he knows the force, works with it. leia is an amateur at best. she wants to do what’s best for ben, and staying with her and han isn’t it. he needs to learn to harness the power that that inside of him, to push away the darkness that threatens to consume him. she knows that ben isn’t happy with her, but she has to make this choice, even if it’s the hardest thing that she’s ever done. please take care of him, luke. it’s not a request, more like a command. if anything happens to him, she’s not sure what she’ll do. luke nods, bending down to press a kiss to his sister’s forehead. don’t worry, leia. he’s in good hands. she nods at him, trusting her brother’s word. she never thought things would unfold the way that they did.
