#lukeweek2025

✶♫⋆“what once was,” her’s

☆ I wanted to start with this one because I associate this song with a really cozy period in my life, which also happened to be when I first became a Luke stan hehe. Comfort song x comfort character mhm

☆ The instrumentals and chorus capture his inner conflict – both his yearning for something more in ANH and anger at his family circumstances in ESB.

☆ Also every time I hear the guitar riffs at 2:48 I ASCEND. I think of the pinks + purples of the binary sunset every time. Let me watch it with Luke bro damn

✶♫⋆“move your feet,” junior senior

☆ I discovered this song in a Luke edit by @/shadesoftvd on Tiktok and I was addicted to it for weeks afterwards omg. You guys have to go check it out immediately

☆ Whenever I watch ANH and hear him cheer in the garbage disposal I never fail to think of this edit like it brings me so much joy

☆ Basically it’s really silly like he is :)

✶♫⋆“puppy princess,” hot freaks

☆ YEARNER LUKE CORE. YEARNER LUKE CORE. YEARNER LUKE CORE.

☆ Pushing the goofy oblivious crushing Luke agenda with this one. The lyrics would literally be him when he first falls for you. Luke x y/n enjoyers rise

☆ My favorite part of this song is how the singer has a little whine. It’s giving four minutes and sixteen seconds of “going into Tosche station to pick up some power converters” (not in a bad way ofc, I mean this with all the love <3)

✶♫⋆“rose-colored boy,” paramore

☆ I think the title of this one is kind of self explanatory lol. Also I’m a Paramore stan

☆ Luke’s dedication in ROTJ to seeing the good in people, even the irredeemable, is especially what sells this for me

☆ “But hearts are breaking, and wars are raging on” more like Star Wars are raging on am I right? (iMovie booing sound effect)

✶♫⋆“title,” meghan trainor

☆ This one has always reminded me of ESB Luke for some reason?

☆ Technically I don’t think Luke would have problems committing to you because he’s, like, a player. It would be because he wants to protect you (especially in ESB and ROTJ era). Either way this could be you trying to tell him to wake upppp

☆ The instrumentals do match his goofy side though so there’s that too

✶♫⋆“striptease,” carwash

☆ This isn’t as suspicious as it sounds I promise ksjdlfkjsdf (although if we were envisioning something freaky I’d make it about ROTJ Luke in the black Jedi fit…I mean what who said that)

☆ There’s a lot of uncertainty expressed in this song that I think actually fits BOBF (or post ROTJ) Luke. He’s trying to figure out who he wants to be as a Jedi and person

☆ The instrumentals emphasize how I think he would be in a relationship at that point – a little weary, but also 200% head over heels x

✶♫⋆“finale,” toby fox

☆ First of all I had to throw an Undertale song in here because everything on that soundtrack is a brilliant musical composition. Ultimate chef’s kiss.

☆ One time I had to write an essay on Star Wars and I listened to this song nonstop when I worked on it at the library so that’s a big part of it too lol

☆ Anyways all this is to say this makes me envision lightsaber fights and Luke’s own determination. An inner fight between his anger and his good. This screams the “you failed, your highness” scene from ROTJ ughhhh

✶♫⋆“the promise,” when in rome

☆ Another comfort song that I discovered from a Luke edit on TikTok! Unfortunately the video was deleted, it was really good trust :( gone but never forgotten

☆ The lyrics mirror Luke’s overall loyalty + eventual commitment to good even when he’s uncertain. Like no matter how he struggles he’s sure to come back to what he knows is right

☆ Which is why, in conclusion, I appreciate him so much as a character hehe <3

You didn’t tell Luke anything about the holofilm that you’d chosen to watch tonight, only that it was new and that Han had insisted you see it. You especially made sure that Luke didn’t catch wind of the title: Skywalker’s Revenge. The two of you settled in to watch the holo together, and Luke calmly ran his fingers through your hair the way he usually did when you were relaxing together.

He stopped abruptly and tensed when the titular protagonist was introduced by name. “Hold on– that was my name.”

“It most certainly was,” you replied with a laugh. 

“No… is this about me?” He realized.

All you did was smile innocently at him, and he just looked at you with some mix of shock and fear. Then, with impeccable timing, he turned his gaze back to the screen as movie-Luke finally made his appearance. “I do not look anything like that,” the Luke sitting beside you commented with offense, face flushing with horrible secondhand embarrassment.

You weren’t sure if you were laughing more from his reaction, or from his likeness onscreen.  “If you actually did a couple public appearances here and there, the holofilm industry might not make you look like a member of a pre-Empire Nu-Isotope band.”

Luke– your Luke– dropped his head into his hands and rubbed his face with exasperation. You continued to watch the holo together, you with immense amusement and Luke with far less. Movie Luke was portrayed hilariously unlike the real thing– cocky, suave, and macho. He spent the whole film elaborately fighting droves of Imperials. When he wasn’t doing that, he was flirting and making love to a woman he’d saved earlier on; then it was back to more fighting.

“They could not have gotten me more wrong if they’d tried,” real Luke groaned.

“They worked with what they had,” you said with a shrug. “Which is… nothing. You gotta keep in mind that the only people that really know you are myself and our friends. To everyone else, you’re kind of an enigma.”

“The cost of valuing my privacy,” he sighed. 

You gave a soft laugh. “They didn’t get it all wrong though,” you offered, snuggling up to him and tracing your fingertips across his chest. 

“Really,” Luke challenged, settling his arm around you, his hand on your waist.

“The real you is a badass…. And…” You lazily ran your hand down his body, then his leg; grazed your fingers along his inner thigh as you slowly made your way up again. “...he’s also quite the lover.”

Luke huffed out a breathy, flustered laugh as your fingers trailed lightly over his groin. The hand that rested on your waist gripped you in response, and he looked at you with an almost satyric expression. “Is he, now,” he said, his voice a low purr.

“Better than the holo version, by a longshot,” you affirmed in the same tone, slipping a few fingers into his waistband. You began to lie back on the couch, tugging at the fabric of his pants to guide him down with you. 

There was one more soft, shy laugh from Luke, but he seemed to quickly forget about his embarrassment over the film as you began to kiss and undress each other.

“We’re making an advance? In this weather? But the storm is horrible!” you exclaim, voice bordering on becoming shrill. “I’m sorry, I think it’s way too hasty. We can’t do that!” 

Luke lets out a long, irritated sigh. “Either we risk being hasty, or the Empire comes and finds us here!” 

You have to jump over crates and dodge fellow Alliance members to keep up with his brisk pace. He’s wearing his golden Imperial Senate uniform today, its cape flowing gracefully.

“Luke.” Finally catching up, you step in front of him. You clutch a datapad and stylus, with which you wrote strategy notes earlier to try and change his mind. So far that’s been unsuccessful, but you’re not giving up just yet. 

He crosses his arms. The outfit’s shiny silk highlights the tone of his lightly muscular shoulders perfectly. A slight dip in the neckline exposes his collarbone, too. 

And you hate that you notice in a time like this. 

You immediately push the thoughts away, hissing, “There has to be another way.” 

“I can’t risk it. We’d be wasting our time!” Luke tries to peek around you. “Can I head through now, please?” 

Now, normally, his commanding presence is balanced out by his polite demeanor. However, times of pressure occasionally bring out this more impatient side – this very impatient side. 

“No.” You press your lips into a line. “You’re difficult. You know that?” 

People are so used to your arguments at this point that they simply keep walking around you, even in the narrow hallway. Not that either of you notice – you’re busy staring into each other’s eyes. 

Only because you’re too angry to look away, of course. 

“I have to get back to my station,” Luke insists. There’s the smallest hint of a stubborn whine in his voice. You can’t tell if it drives you insane or makes your heart skip a beat. 

Sighing, you shake your head. “Fine. Don’t let me hold you up.” 

Luke scoffs slightly. “Thank you.” 

He starts off on his walk again, but as he inches around you, the side of his shoulder brushes against yours. It’s absolutely electrifying. Or maybe you’re just about to blow a fuse. 

Either way, the touch – which you presume is completely accidental – lights an infuriating spark. Whipping around, you call after him, “This isn’t over, Organa!” 

He mumbles something under his breath as he cuts around the corner. You’re about to start up your chase again when you catch sight of Han, who’s leaning against the wall like he doesn’t have a care in the world. 

“Why didn’t you stop him?” You put your hand on your forehead, exasperated. “I’ve been at this forever!”

“I was enjoying the show.” He lets out a singular laugh. “A masterclass in leadership, if you ask me.” 

You take a deep breath – even if you’re frustrated, you don’t want to take it out on someone whose friendship you truly do value. “Sorry you had to see that.” Pinching the bridge of your nose, you mutter, “How long were you standing there?”

“Long enough for me to see how you have the literal Prince of Alderaan wrapped around your finger, sweetheart. But if I didn’t know any better…” Han snickers. “I’d say the feeling’s mutual.” 

“I – what?” you sputter. “Me and Luke? Please.” Cackling, you shake your head. “I’d rather walk straight out into the storm outside. He’s infuriating, and impatient, and–” 

“Good looking?” Han gives you that button-pushing smirk of his. “Don’t try denying anything with me. That eye contact made me feel like I was interrupting something.” 

An instantaneous heat envelops your face, neck, and ears. Was it that bad? 

Han laughs at your stunned silence. “Do something about it before I rat you out myself. You’re currently hopeless, kid.” 

You’re considering chucking your datapad’s pen at him when you’re hit with a brilliant idea. Grinning mischievously, you muse, “Like you’re not the one who’s constantly after Commander Skywalker.” 

“Come on, Leia’s head over heels for me. I bet a gorgeous guy like me’s always on her mind anyway.”

“Oh, yeah, I bet.” You roll your eyes. “She blew up the Death Star all on her own. I think she has better things to do than waste time with you.” 

“You’re just jealous I know what I’m doing.” Han shrugs. “A word of advice? Don’t just stand there ogling his neckline next time.” 

Your jaw drops slightly – you were hoping he didn’t notice that. He laughs again, so hard this time that he looks like he might fall over. But before you can you can come up with some lame excuse, another officer turns the corner and calls your name. 

“The Prince would like a word with you,” she states matter-of-factly. Obviously she missed your whole skirmish just now. “He told me to pass along that he changed his mind.” 

You suck in a sharp breath — at the declaration, the sudden switch-up, and the look Han shoots you with absolutely no subtlety. Well, at least your plan proposal worked. 

And you would be lying if you said you didn’t want to see Luke in that uniform again.