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j-shel-b · 2 months

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Tom "Iceman" Kazansky/86 x Reader

Breakfast

Summary : Iceman is home, breakfast with your man is always better.

Content/Warning : Fluff, implied sex.

You go downstairs attracted by the delicious smell that comes from the kitchen. Tom returned to your shared home yesterday and you couldn't be happier, you just want one thing, being close to him.

When you walk into the kitchen you can finally see him, in his pyjamas, his hair not styled, finishing up what you like best for breakfast. He turns his head towards you and give you a beautiful smile, the kind of smile that takes your breath away everytime.

"Hi love." He says as you're coming next to him, you grab his arm and pulls him in a hug that he glady gives back. You enjoy the feeling of him being close, you enjoy his smells, so conforting. Your eyes closed, head resting on him, he laugh softly when he feels that you start leaning on him, still half asleep you mumble :

"I should be the one making breakfast.

- I've been away for a long time, I wanted to do something nice for you.

- Thank you.. You slightly part from the hug to look at him. I sleep way better when you're here you know.

- I know, it's the same for me." He brings you into a kiss.

Everytime you kiss him it feels like it's the first time and yet you know his lips by heart. He gently puts his hand on the base of your neck under your still tangeld hair.

There is a lots of love, passion but also sweetness throughout this kiss. There's a feeling of lack that needs to be filled too.

But at one point you two have to stop the kiss even if you don't want to.

"Don't forget your breakfast." He says soflty, his lips really close to yours. You have other ideas in mind but you'll not spoil what he has prepared for you. You nod and go sit at the table with him. He serves you and you have to say that you're excited to taste what he made. Tom has always been a good cook, a skill that you like very much.

"Thanks honey. It seems really good. He is very happy to please you and as you start eating you are, as always, impressed. It's sooo good. You tell him immediately.

- I'm glad you like it. He holds out his hand, you take it and squeeze it gently.

- you cook so well. But I'm warning you, tonight I'm the one cooking. You just got home, take some time to rest."

You can see that he doesn't really agree. Tom never liked to let you do most of the tasks just because 'he just came home' like you've said. You have a job too, so when his home he wants to take off a weight from your shoulders and do his part. And if he can do even more, he'll do it. But, for tonight, he agrees.

"You'll do my favorite ? He asks, curious. You smile and nod.

- Yes, your favorite.

- And for dessert.. can I have my favorite too ? His voice has depeen. You look up to him and you can see that his eyes have darkened. You smile, playful.

- Yes, but you can have it earlier if you want. You answer, touching his leg under the table.

- Can't wait.

- oh me too.."

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j-shel-b · 5 months

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Pete "Maverick" Mitchell/86 x Reader

Am I still the one ?

Summary : Pete is not same since almost three week, you don't understand why and you want answers.

Content/Warning : FLUFF, Angst. Very very little mention of smut.

The sun enters your room warmly through your half-open shutters, while the song of the birds invades gently your barely awake ears.

You gently open your eyes to see the light band that crosses the dark space.

But this peaceful awakening is soon disturbed by the apprehension that settles in your belly. You’re afraid that the faint hope you feel will be crushed the moment you turn around.

But you soon realize that you don’t even have to move for it. You don’t hear his breathing. You don’t feel his warmth. You don’t feel his hand resting on your skin as you are waking up.

He’s gone. Again.

You finally decide to turn to the empty space and slip gently into it, taking the pillow in your arms to smell his scent. You miss him so much.

For almost a month Maverick was no longer the same. He was a lot less present. To be honest, you felt like you lived with a ghost and when he was there. You felt like you were one.

He had no more gesture of affection, his smile was not as big as before. He didn't look at you often and when you asked him if there was a problem, he replied that no, everything was perfectly fine.

No, it wasn’t.

Feeling the heaviness in your body you drop his pillow to get up and get ready. You needed to take care of yourself, to think about the situation as little as possible but you knew that you would not succeed.

The breakfast lacked flavor and time seemed long. You did not understand what had happened.

You met Maverick in a bar not far from where he lived. You could still remember the immediate connection between you. His laugh, his sparkling eyes, you had spent the evening laughing, he had even made the effort to dance, Maverick hates to dance.

It wasn’t long before your relationship was official and you moved in with him.

You were crazy about mav and he was crazy about you too. At least, until three weeks ago.

He was selected. He was going to Top Gun.

He told you on a phone call and asked you to join him as soon as possible. What you had done. In the little house that had been lent to him you had put down your suitcases and you had started your solitude.

You first assumed that it was the atmosphere of competition and huge egos that was roaming around this school, but it didn’t sound like maverick to get overwhelmed by something like that.

Maybe he didn’t love you anymore.. This idea gave you nausea and cold sweats, it wasn’t possible. It was not possible.

And yet..

At the end of the day, you decide to join him in front of the base, to make him a surprise, hoping at least a small positive change. But what you see when you arrive breaks your hopes, again.

Maverick is talking to a beautiful blonde, and he is smiling, and laughing. An idea suddenly come to your mind. Is it because of that woman?

Your hands tighten around the steering wheel. You normally would never have doubted Pete, especially not for something as small as seeing him smile at a woman, but his recent attitude does not help you erase the scenarios that come into your head.

You decide to leave directly with the idea of getting real answers, without him escaping.

***

You waited a long time.

And finally the front door opened and closed, then, you can hear maverick take off his jacket. His boots slam on the floor as he arrives in the living room.

Your eyes meet his and he stops, looks at you, confused.

"Y/N you’re not getting ready for bed?

- No, as you can see."

You watch him approach you and sit on the couch next to the chair where you are.

"You should go to sleep. He said, looking away from you.

- Sorry if I’m bothering you. But I live here." Mav finally turns his head towards you, he can feel your irritation. You take a deep breath.

"Look, I don’t want to argue." You get up and sit next to him to look into his eyes.

"But you’ve been cold, distant for almost a month, and I feel like I’m living alone. I want to know what’s going on, if you don’t love me anymore say it, if you love someone else say it. But, I want answers, Pete. And I ask you to finally give them to me. "

You do your best to stay strong and solid, even if you strongly want to start crying while the words that could end up everything are coming out from your mouth. You see Maverick’s eyes widen and his mouth open as he searches for his words.

He plunges his green eyes into yours, he can see they are filled with sadness and worry. And he finally decides to talk to you.

"I’m sorry. I walked away. I’m sorry I hurt you.." You’re looking forward to what he says. "I love no one else, I only love you" his words take a very heavy weight off your heart as your eyes fill with tears of relief. Maverick approaches you, a soft expression on his face as he grabs your hands. His warmth does you so much good.

"I wonder about our future.." You look at him as you are filled with questions. He seems hesitant to continue but he knows he must do it. "Goose told me something you told Carole..

- Okay? What is it?

- You told her that you would like us to start thinking about marriage."

A little silence sets in while you do not understand how this simple sentence could cause all the thing that has happened the last few weeks.

"Yes I have.. And so ?

- I never thought of it. You stare at him while you start feeling some disappointment. You said that to Carole but in no way it was to put a pressure on Pete. You two never talked about it and you were still young.

- I see. But I really don’t understand why the distance, Pete.

- I think maybe I’m not the one for you.

- But why ? You can no longer follow him.

- You're thinking about marriage, maybe even children, I don’t think about any of that. Your heart sinks because of what he has just told you. For a while now you’ve been imagining all this stuff with Pete.. and he was not.

- You don’t see me in your futur ? You ask him hesitantly.

- I see you in my futur of course, but I am not making plans.. I just know that I want you. A wave of love warms you directly but you’re also starting to have other questions.

- What if we have these other things ? Are they things that you don't want ?

- I don't know.. but even if we have these other things, I have a dangerous job, you want to take the risk of ending up alone ? And even you will often be alone with our family. He cannot feel how your heart explodes at his words, our family, but it also worries about all the fears that turn in your man’s head.

- You think I’ve never thought of that. I already accept that risk pete even though we’re only the two of us. He’s looking for any sign of a lie in your eyes, but he knows you’re telling the truth.

- You deserve a man who already thought about starting a family and marrying you. He concludes

- Pete, you are wonderful and I love you, it doesn’t matter that you haven’t thought about it. As long as you see me with you in the future, we'll see about the rest."

You can see in his eyes that he’s not convinced. And in the silence that invades you, you think about this last month and a part of you, has some resentment against him.

"You could have talked to me, Pete.. I can think and choose by myself. Instead of shutting yourself down and hurting me, you could have just listened to what I had to say." He sees the frustration you feel and he understands it." Now that you have the informations, think about it. But I’m telling you.. I love you and there’s no point in torturing your mind with all of this, I’m conscious and you deserve me."

He looks at you and finally sees the tiredness on your features, which comes from these worries, these restless nights of sleep. He feels guilty for doing this to you. He was immature and selfish but most of all he didn’t trust your judgment.

He watches you get up after you wish him a good night before you disappear into your room. He didn’t move off the couch for a while before he finally joined you.

***

The next day, you wake up slowly, always welcomed by this ray of sunshine in the shade, by these sweet songs of birds but today, something is different. You don’t have time to worry that you feel his hand resting on the bare skin of your waist. A breath of relief escapes from you as you feel his presence behind your back.

You turn to Mav who looks at you, worried, and even if you are delighted to see him in your bed, you can not help but continue to blame him.

You still get close to him and give him a kiss and he responds, like before. The feeling does you so much good but you don’t let it deepen. You separate and look at him.

"So? Have you thought about what we talked about ? You know its early but you need anwers. He stares at you before nodding. You feel your throat sinking as you're waiting for him to tell you.

- I love you... I should have talked to you. I’m sorry.. I can’t be without you. His words release you from a weight that you are happy to get rid of but you still have one.

- Thank you. I’m happy to hear that, I can't be without you too.. but I’m still hurt, Pete. I need a little time.

- You want to take a break? He asks panicked as he straightens up. You sit next to him and smile gently.

- Of course not.. I’m just saying that I’m not going to be able to be as.. passionate as before, right now."

He nods as you kiss him on the cheek. He looks at you getting up while internally calling himself an idiot.

***

The rest of the day was no different than usual. A movie. A call to family and Carole. You were always worried that Maverick would come back cold and distant but you’d rather dive into your book than think about it.

The front door finally opens and you hear Maverick coming towards you. You look up from your book as it kneels in front of you with a big smile.

"Have a good day? You ask him as he nods.

- I’m glad I’m home. Would you like to go out ?

- Where ? You ask amused.

- Surprise." You pretend to think for a moment before accepting. He gets up and kisses you passionately before taking your hand and leading you outside of the little house to his motorcycle that you know by heart, even if you had not ridden on it for a while.

You put your arms around his body and he starts the bike after making sure you were ready.

He goes fast, as always and you feel the hot air getting fresh as it passes through your hair. Your chest against Mav’s back, you can feel your heart getting faster.

His smell, his touch, everything goes through your veins like fireworks.

He feels the same and as soon as he can he puts his hand on yours and caresses your skin. You are happy to see that everything is back to normal despite this little bitterness.

He ends up stopping the bike not far from a small park where there are many flowers. There’s a similar one not far from your home and you love it. Seeing this one makes you happy and reminds you of where you're live.

Mav feels a warmth in his heart when he sees your delighted expression and he does not take long to take you through small paths and flowers so that you can settle under the shade of a tree. He takes off his jacket so you can lie on it and joins you immediately. He brings you closer and hugs you, his hands come to scratch your back from top to bottom as he puts his nose in your hair. And in his arms you realize that you can’t be angry with him. You’re longing for him too much.

You missed him, he missed you too. But it’s for a very special reason that he decided to bring you to this beautiful place.

After a moment of hugging, Mav gets up under your worried expression and his serious one does not reassure you much.

"Pete ?" He laughs when he sees your face before he kisses you. He gets you up while you look at him amused and confused, what is he doing ?

You can see he’s nervous, it’s different from Mav. His hands in yours. You definitely didn’t expect his next move.

What you see is that the second after Mav has a knee on the ground. Your breath gets stuck in your throat. Nothing could surprise you more at that moment. You see him take out of his pocket a little box that he opens in front of you, inside is a pretty ring and you plunge your eyes into his.

"It's not the chosen one, we’ll go buy you a much nicer one when we get back home. I mean..." You see him mentaly calling himself an idiot." I should wait for your answer first, shouldn’t I?" You nod as he looks at you with sincere concern. "Y/N, do you want to marry me?"

"Are you sure that's what you want? You ask him. I don’t want you to think you’re forced. You’re not.

- I don’t feel forced, so Y/N, will you marry me? He asks again, nicely.

And you give him one of the brightest smiles he has ever seen.

- Yes I do." His smile becomes as big as yours as he puts the rings on your finger before getting up to kiss you and hold you tightly.

"I love you. He says between two kisses.

- I love you too."

Your kisses become more and more passionate as happiness and lack of each other invades you.

He ends up separating from you, breathless.

"Let’s go home ? He asks, you answer with a very quick nod.

- Yes, let’s go."

And you run to the bike, your Pete definitely back.

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j-shel-b · 5 months

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Luke skywalker x reader

Find Love

Summary : you are in love with Luke but you are way too afraid of losing him.

Content/warnings : FLUFF, angst, fear of someone's death

Finding love was a pretty difficult thing in this world. Or rather, it was difficult to live with the prospect of losing it at any moment.

You had found love. In truth, your heart had found someone to love. The worst was that your brain also loved him.

You hated that idea. You had always done everything to get away from love and yet you were fooled.

He was nice and at first glance not your style. He was cute, yes, but nothing more. That was your mistake. You saw him as a friend. You got to know him and little by little your heart started to beat faster. You blushed and he had become the most beautiful man you had ever seen.

You were screwed. Completely screwed.

Luke Skywalker was his name. What could be worse than loving the man who had the most chance of dying among all those present in the rebel base where you were. You felt like you were playing a bad trick to yourself.

***

Sitting in the refectory, your breakfast in front of you, he quickly joined you.

"Y/n, ready to hear the rest of my story.

- Luke. Maybe later." Your quick smile and fleeting looks confused him a moment before he decided to act as if he had seen nothing.

"Why? I thought you were passionate about it."

- I am." It was too much the case.

He did not insist and began to eat in silence. Furtively your eyes passed from his hair, to his eyes, to his lips. Even the way his clothes fell on his shoulders. And you end up forcing yourself to focus on your own meal.

Even his attitude was perfect. You didn’t have to say anything, he understood and he kept you company, in silence. He was right there and didn’t expect anything in return. You could feel a heat in your chest. You wanted it to go away.

Your breakfast finished, his breakfast finished long before yours. He took your tray with his before you could protest.

Unconsciously you just waited for him to come back to you, which he immediately did holding out his arm that you bound to yours.

"What’s going on? He asked softly, almost whispering as you walk in the corridors, aimlessly.

- I don’t know. You said just as softly

- You are lying

- No." You may suddenly feel a sweet worry, so sweet that you know it's not your own.

"Luke." He plunged his blue eyes into yours by asking you through them to talk. "I’m not ready." He lowered his head a moment before looking forward.

"Can I at least do something?

You hesitated before saying those words, but, taking your courage in both hands, you did.

- Yes, leave me, please." He had both stopped you in the middle of your path, turning to you, now holding your arm with his hand.

"Am I the problem? He did not understand, you never asked him to go away from you, even for a moment.

- No. I just need to be alone." Smiling gently, you watch him shake his head with concern before deciding to greet him and cut off the touch of his hand on your arm. You still allow yourself a kiss on his cheek that you enjoyed too much before walking away. Leaving him alone, you look away from him.

***

That day seemed very long. You wondered too much how to see him as a friend. Losing a friend would not be any less painful but at least you could save yourself the pain of mourning a future together, as a team.. as a family.

Every person you spoke to that day seemed bland compared to him. All except R2-D2, who was not exactly a person and who therefore confirm the boredom you had felt.

Sitting in this small room, in front of R2, you take care of cleaning him while he talks incessantly, filling the place with those little noises that you had always found adorable. He was very funny and you’re laughing while focusing on your job. But you’re soon joined by someone else.

"You’re adorable when you laugh." And you stop laughing. You hear his footsteps as he comes to sit next to you.

"I asked you to leave me." The more he came back, the harder it would be to get him to leave.

"I know, normally I would have but I feel that if I go away, I will lose you. You feel his eyes looking at you as your movements become less and less precise. This leads R2 to complain.

- Excuse me, R2." He doesn’t seem to forgive you, and you see the little droid leaving saying that you are no longer focused, and even there he is adorable.

The silence comes back. You’re just the two of you and it’s way too intimate.

"You’re not going to lose me. You tell him as he shakes his head.

- In a way, yes. I don’t know which one. But I do. You can feel the tone of his voice change, he knows how to control his fear, but he still feels it.

- It can be a good thing. And you’re finally looking at him.

- What do you mean?

- I want to part with something, you’ll see it will be better for both of us. He doesn’t seem convinced.

- And.. What is it? You remain silent before giving him a sweet smile.

- Something that hurts too much."

You see in his eyes that he doesn’t understand anything. He doesn’t know what to think. Must he trust you or seek to know? But he knows he can do nothing to change your mind. Gently he put his hand on your shoulder.

"I’d really like you to talk to me. His hand moves on your neck and you can feel his thumb caressing the bottom of your cheek. You know how I feel about you. You can tell me anything.

- No, I don’t know anything, Luke." You say before you part with his contact, again and leave the room, leaving him alone.

***

You always assumed that your feelings were mutual. Your relationship was always ambiguous, which led you to flee it even more. But now he had put words, he had evoked his feelings.

You didn’t want to see him anymore. Every time you saw him, you went somewhere else. As far as you could. And everyone could see how sad he was.

He was the sunshine of the base with an innumerable dose of love and you always had a rather cold, distant personality. It wasn’t long before some people asked you questions to find out what had happened. Or rather to find out what you had done. It was asked with great kindness but it still hurted you.

Your routine had changed. Which made Luke never know where you were. He didn’t even see you at mealtimes, worried about whether you were eating enough. He was looking for you all the time. He had obligations but at every moment he hoped to see your figure.

You were master in the art of discretion, you hide without problems but you could not hide from his words. They were spinning in your head all the time.

You hated having so little control of yourself. But soon a situation forced you to be in the same room as him

You were the best fighter, the best shooter. A famous former headhunter (which you never mentioned, it was not your greatest pride) and you never hesitated to help others improve their levels. New recruits arrived. We needed your services.

Soon all the base knew you were every day with the new ones. And day after day you soon saw Luke watching on the doorstep. He didn’t talk to you. He trusted you. But he needed to see you.

You could feel his eyes filled with admiration as you set an example. Your students sometimes tried to integrate him, after all he was a jedi, he aroused attention but he stayed behind, for you.

One evening while your disciples were leaving and he was about leaving too, you held him back. He advanced towards you, calm.

"You can’t do that. You tell him as he looked at you intrigued

- Do what?

- Stay here. You may not talk to me, but you’re still there. You were losing patience, he could see it.

- I’m doing the best I can.

- So do more! He saw the anger in your eyes and he kept perfectly calm despite the pain you made him feel. You hated yourself for it.

- I understood what you want to part with." Of course he understood. "But I don’t understand why."

- If you are standing back because you accepted, you do not need to understand. You started to put away the equipment while he followed you at a reasonable distance.

- I don’t accept it. But I can’t force you. I'm just making sure I can keep looking after you. Let you know I’m here."

You sighed as you turned to him. Even knowing that you did not want to love him. That you rejected his love. He had only one thing in mind. Look after you. You felt tears coming up and you saw the worry on his face as he approached you.

You quickly wiped your eyes with your sleeve.

"It’s all right," you said abruptly, stepping back. "I’m fine, now go." He just looked at you for a moment before accepting.

"Okay. But know that I don’t want to lose a second with you. You make me feel alive."

You weren’t looking at his blue eyes for a few seconds but you could feel the feeling of love he had sent into you.

You felt it. He loved you. So hard. Your eyes closed as you heard him go, leaving you alone.

***

It was night. And you couldn’t sleep. Everything turned over and over in your mind, in your body. You wanted to vomit.

Standing up you found yourself sitting on the edge of your bed drinking the largest possible sip of water. You felt dehydrated, your body absorbed everything through your tension.

No one had ever made you feel so much love. And he made you feel his, he loved you as much as you loved him. Why wasn’t he afraid?

Cause you make him feel alive

You got up hastily, your feet on the cold ground you left your room, crossing the corridors with your heavy steps you arrived at his door. And once in front, you got stuck, not daring to touch it until it opened by itself.

"Come in" And that’s what you did. The door closed behind you as he lit his bedside lamp. He hadn’t slept either, it was obvious. He got up and his sleepwear made him even more attractive if it was possible.

"Why aren’t you afraid? You were frantic in the way you asked your question and he started smiling.

- Afraid of what?"

- To love me and then to lose me?

- I’m terrified of it." He said calmly, understanding now what you were afraid of. "But I think the regret of not loving you terrifies me even more." You stared at him, recording what he said to you." And, I am a jedi, I control my fear. He added with a little laugh that made you smile.

- Does that mean that, if I could control the force, I would be a sith?" Did you ask what made him laugh harder. You loved making him laugh. "My joke is not too controversial?" Which made him laugh even more before he looked at you with love.

"You can still choose the good side of the force." And at the end of that sentence he looked at you seriously. He seriously wanted you to do it, he wanted you to love him.. so much.

Face to face you stared at him and you could feel every moments, every words, every feelings going through you and you felt yourself resisting less and less. He was right. You knew. You had to control your fear.

You looked at every aspect of his face. And you couldn’t resist. You wanted him. With all your heart. With all your body.

You rushed to him and put your lips on his as his arms wrapped around your body. His fingers were sinking into your skin.

You clung desperately to him. Too much had been repressed, you needed him, to feel him.

Your hands reached his hair as his passed under the fabric of your nightgown to feel your skin, making you shiver.

"I love you" he manages to say between two kisses that led you breathless. Appreciating what he had just said, you stop for a moment and quickly see the fear in his eyes. Was he going too fast?

You start smiling at him, reassuring him and leaning to give him a tender kiss.

"I love you too"

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Lots of love ❤️

#luke skywalker #luke skywalker x reader #luke skywalker imagine #star wars #star wars fanfiction #lukeskylwalker #starwars #lukeskylwalkerxreader

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