fic writers stop making luke lowkey pathetic!!! he is no damsel!!!! plus lots of yall forget he was a soldier and a shithead kid. bro def has a very large set of bizarre skills that he just whips out every now and then. droid malfunctioning? no prob he can take a look. buying a ship second hand? no worries he knows the make and model and common problems. hunting? flying? first aid? hell yeah man those too. bro can probably sew and whittle and butcher and garden and also beat the shit outta you! hes got such a diverse background and would carry those things with him stop actin like he dont know shit for shit
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cannot justly put into words how much I love that sam winchester canonically uses wedge antilles as an alias. gives me all the excuse I need to start a rumor that he had an embarassing fanboy crush on luke skywalker
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“I’m not some lapdog who's gonna sit around and let you punish me.”
“I’m not some lapdog who's gonna sit around and let you punish me!" Han's voice echoed across the cold hallways of the Hoth base, his footsteps stomping in time with her own, though it took half as many for him to cover the distance she did. She didn't stop, didn't turn to face him like he so desperately wanted her to do.
"It wasn't my choice." Leia snapped, continuing her war-path forward, datapad clutched close to her chest. "High command decided on the grounding, and it's for all pilots, not just you."
"Bullshit." Han countered, a heavy hand landing on her shoulder, demanding her attention. With a sigh, she turned, matching a set of steely hazel-green eyes with her own, though, hers looked significantly more tired. The gray-blue bags under her eyes only heightened that. His face softened a fraction of an inch before the hand fell, and it screwed back up in irritation, a finger pointed at her chest. "You're groundin' me 'cause of that shit on Naboo."
It was true that High Command was less than pleased to hear about Solo's unplanned stop on the Mid-Rim planet, especially considering it's Imperial occupation. Still, she'd fought for Han to go on the pre-planned supply run, but was ultimately outvoted by those cautious about the storm, but more cautious about the pilot's laissez faire attitude towards Imperial entanglements. They needed the fuel, they needed the food, they needed the intel that should come with the cargo, storm be damned.
"I don't know how many times I have to say it to get it through that thick skull of yours, but it wasn't my decision." She seethed, taking a step closer to him so he could see the seriousness of her words. He didn't move back, not even an inch, his chest heaving in frustration. "But even if it was, it's not a punishment. It's to keep everyone safe. Another storm is coming, you'd never make it off planet."
"Then tell me why Antilles and Skywalker just jetted out of here on their X-wings." He growled with a thumb pointed over his shoulder, as if to indicate the makeshift ship port leagues behind them. Leia started.
"They what?"
Han's face changed, and Leia could watch the thoughts as they descended. Probably a series of Oh shit if she had to guess. His features morphed into false innocence, his anger melting away as if the temperature didn't drop ten degrees with his admission.
"Uh, I mean —" He tried to stall, his hand moving to now rub at the back of his head.
"When did you see them and where did they go?" She asked in that quiet, dangerous way of hers that let him know he really fucked up and sold out two of his friends while he was at it. Han cringed, unable to save face any longer.
"Pretty sure they were gonna go make that supply run when they heard me complainin' about bein' grounded..."
If everything around them hadn't been so stark white, if she didn't see her own angry, clouded breath in front of her, Leia would have seen red. She shoved her datapad against Han's chest so hard he stumbled back, catching himself on the wall as his boots slipped over the ice.
"Hey, Princess —" he called, but her clipped footsteps were already stomping towards the command center, praying Wedge and Luke's ships were still in range so she could give them a piece of her mind over comms.
"Thanks for the intel, Captain Solo." She threw over the back of her shoulder with a sneer, shaking her head. "Fucking idiots, I'm surrounded by them."
Hi, my name is Eryn (she/her), I'm 26 and looking for 18+ partner for a few rarepairs in the rp world ☕
1: Harry Osborn x Peter Parker (Parksborn) - Marvel/Spider-man movies (Raimi, TASM, MCU, and Insomniac Games (Playstation 4 & 5) versions). I would LOVE to write Harry in any of these, could possibly be persuaded to do Peter.
2: Wedge Antilles x Luke Skywalker (Wedgeluke) - Star Wars Original Trilogy/Sequel Trilogy
I'm looking to play Wedge to someone's Luke, whether it's set during the original trilogy or the sequels (old men deserve love too) or in between somewhere.
3: Cal Kestis x Bode Akuna (Spyscrapper) - Star Wars: Jedi Playstation Games
Looking to play Cal.
I have a huge array of starters, AUs, ideas, and more for each of these pairs, but I'm also down to discuss your ideas too! I roleplay mostly on Discord but could be convinced elsewhere.
A little about me:
I flit between the GMT/BST and EST timezones, and am a stay at home chronic illness girlie so I reply pretty quickly and sometimes at odd hours. I am patient (albeit excited) about rp, so can wait for replies if needed, and am happy to bump if reminders are needed - I don't mind you bumping me either, it's great to have reminders.
I prefer to write lit (my average is about 2-3 paragraphs, I don't really like dipping below one paragraph unless we're doing quickfire texting as part of the rp, but I can also go for longer if I have more to reply to - I think my longest has been around 11 solid paragraphs if not more)
I also love to chat, share headcanons and memes and such like out of character - this isn't a must, if you just want to rp, but I'd love to find someone who loves it as much as I do.
I love a variety of AUs, love angst and fix-its, and am happy to write smut as well (as long as it's not all the time, that can get kinda tiring). I am happy to write omegaverse, general mpreg, BDSM AUs, as well as canon-typical violence, and more I can't remember right this second.
If you're interested in any of these, please like this post or slide into my dms. Please be ready to discuss your own personal limits as well as my own - communication on this topic is important to me.
