"Master Skywalker, can I ask why?" Poe tilted his head.
"Why, what?"
"Why you vanished to begin with?" Poe clarified. "Why didn't you join the General with the foundation of the Resistance? Help them fight?"
Luke stilled. His smile turned into a thin line. No words came as an answer though, so Poe raised an eyebrow--gesturing to the man to respond.
Luke spared a glance at R2. He pursed his lips. "To do what Old Ben did for me," he confessed.
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-Started in May, 2016. Finished February, 2021.
-This is my adaptation of Episode 8. Thus, everything that has become canon since the release of The Last Jedi and on may or may not play a role in this fanfiction.
-Star Wars is a trademark of Disney/Lucasarts. I do not own any of the characters or aspects of the world, besides those that I threw in myself. So enjoy this fanfiction :)
-Any art used in the chapters is not mine. Shoutout to those wonderful creators!
-Cover Art commissioned by Uzuri Art. Like seriously wow. They are frickin' talented.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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