Luke Skywalker

“Attack pattern delta. Go now!” #LukeSkywalker #StarWars #RedFive #RogueLeader #Commander #Parody #FanAccount 21+

[Luke Skywalker @RogueLeaderLuke]

To many including myself Luke(@MarkHamill) is a symbol of what is good and pure. Hope, Optimism and bravery in the face of danger. “He is every boy or girl who yearns for adventure who think that this can’t be all there is...” #StarWars #LukeSkywalker #Legend #FanAccount #SWRP

[Luke Skywalker @MentorSkywalker]

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#MarciaLucas has passed away at 80 years old. My thoughts and prayers are with her family and friends. There aren’t enough words to do this woman justice. She will be sadly missed. #RIP

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I am #LukeSkywalker #JediMaster

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“There's nothing to see. I used to live here, you know.”

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“Just stick close to Chewie and Lando.
I've taken care of everything.” #LukeSkywalker #ReturnOfTheJedi

[Luke Skywalker @MentorSkywalker]

“I almost forgot! There’s a battle going on! Right here in our system.” He moved ahead with quick, eager strides, one arm already lifted toward the dusty viewport as if the motion alone could drag everyone’s gaze upward. “Come and look!”

The group crowded behind him. Outside, the bleached sky stretched forever over the dunes, and distant specks hung motionless against the glare. Luke reached into his belt pouch and pulled out his worn electrobinoculars. He rapidly adjusted the focus and raised them to his eyes, the lenses whirring softly as they magnified the brilliant sky.

“There they are!” he exclaimed triumphantly, his voice bright with wonder.

He lowered the electrobinoculars and eagerly shoved them into Biggs’ hands. “Here, see for yourself!”

Biggs took the device, lifted it to his eyes, and studied the scene for several seconds before lowering it again with an amused smile. “That’s no battle, hot shot… they’re just sitting there! Probably a freighter-tanker refueling.”

“But there was a lot of firing earlier…” Luke insisted, refusing to let the spark die. The desert wind whispered against the station walls, carrying the faint promise of something—anything—bigger than another long day on the moisture farm. For once, the twin suns didn’t feel quite so heavy. #StarWars #ANewHope

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STAR WARS

Episode One

A Wind to Shake the Stars

The low, constant thrum of Tosche Station’s power converters vibrated through the duracrete walls like the planet’s own distant heartbeat. In the cramped office off the main service bay, Fixer slouched in a battered swivel chair, wiping engine grease from his callused hands with a rag that smelled of oil and old sweat.

“Did I hear a young noise blast through here?” he grumbled, not bothering to look up.

Camie, perched on the edge of the cluttered desk with one leg swinging lazily, let out a short laugh. “It was just Wormie on another rampage.”

The words had barely left her lips when the narrow metal door exploded open with a metallic rattle. Luke Skywalker skidded to a halt on the worn floor, boots scraping across the grit. A small cloud of fine Tatooine dust swirled up around him, catching the cool blue glow of the overhead strips and the flickering holographic field of the game table. The room was stuffy, thick with the dry heat that clung to everything no matter how many fans spun overhead. Deak and Windy were bent low over the low rectangular console, elbows planted, eyes locked on the drifting spheres of light that represented their endless game of computer pool. Their sun-baked skin and patched moisture-farmer tunics—sleeves rolled high, collars open—made them look like mirror images of Luke himself: wiry, restless, and forever chasing something more exciting than the next day’s harvest.

Biggs Darklighter stood a half-step back from the table, arms loosely crossed, his taller, broader frame owning the space without effort. His city clothes—sleek jacket with sharp lapels, dark trousers cut close to polished boots, a glint of metal at the cuff—looked almost too clean, too precise against the rough fabric and desert grit of the others. A faint sheen of sweat on his forehead was the only sign he still remembered what twin suns felt like.

“Shape it up, you guys!” Luke called out breathlessly, his voice cracking with the wild energy that always seemed to follow him in from the dunes. His gaze swept the room—then locked on the taller figure. “Biggs?”

Surprise flashed across Luke’s face, then melted instantly into pure, unfiltered joy. He crossed the room in two quick strides, and the two friends crashed together in a fierce bear hug, clapping each other hard on the back. For a moment the stuffy little room felt smaller, warmer, alive with the kind of easy camaraderie that only came from years of shared dreams under those same twin suns.

“I didn’t know you were back!” Luke exclaimed, pulling back but keeping a grip on Biggs’s shoulders. “When did you get in?”

“Just now,” Biggs said with an easy grin, his voice carrying the new confidence of the Academy. “I wanted to surprise you, hot shot. I thought you’d be here… certainly didn’t expect you to be out working.”

Luke punched his arm lightly, laughing. “The Academy didn’t change you much… but you’re back so soon? Hey, what happened—didn’t you get your commission?”

“Of course I got it,” Biggs replied, straightening up with mock formality. He snapped a crisp salute. “Signed aboard the Rand Ecliptic last week. First mate Biggs Darklighter at your service…” He dropped the pose with a wink. “…I just came back to say goodbye to all you unfortunate landlocked simpletons.”

Deak and Windy glanced up from their game, grinning, while Camie rolled her eyes from the desk. But Luke’s excitement had already shifted gears. His eyes widened as the memory hit him again. #StarWars #ANewHope

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Greetings exalted ones. How are you all doing?

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From corruption in the Senate that the Sith had so patiently cultivated—like a slow poison seeping into the veins of the Republic—to the quiet erosion of trust between worlds, the Jedi, and the very idea of democracy itself.

I’ve spent years poring over the old holocrons, the forbidden archives we recovered from the ruins of the Jedi Temple, and the fragmented records that survived the Empire’s purge. What I learned… it chills me even now. The Sith didn’t rise in a single lifetime.

They endured for a thousand years in the shadows, one Master and one Apprentice, passing the flame of their hatred from hand to hand until it could finally consume the galaxy. #TheSith #StarWars

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“On Ossus it can be easy to forget that countless battles are still being fought, even after the Empire’s defeat.

The sun rise gentle here, bathing the sturdy halls of our growing Jedi Academy in soft gold and warming the gardens where hope itself seems to take root.

Already we have begun the sacred work of gathering lost relics and ancient holocrons—fragments of wisdom recovered from forgotten temples, shattered vaults, and hidden caches scattered across the stars.

Each new discovery feels like a quiet victory, a piece of the light reclaimed and placed into the hands of those training beneath these skies. The air carries the clean scent of turned soil, the same earth where I have knelt many times with my own hands, listening to the quiet pulse of the Living Force.

These simple days—meditation among the newly recovered texts, the honest labor of planting and building, the small comforts that steady a weary spirit—remind me why we fight at all. They are the quiet anchors that keep hope alive.” #LukeSkywalker #Reflections

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Din Djarin: The Mandalorian

Independent portrayal
Literate and descriptive
Crossovers welcome
Banter and SLs

"This is the way."
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I absolutely love #StarWars lore. It is honestly like the bible to me.

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Passion…

“it is like a spark that ignites a fire within us. I have felt it often in my own life—the same quiet flame that once drew a farm boy from Tatooine to the stars, dreaming of something greater than moisture vaporators and endless sand. It is the driving force that propels us forward toward our goals, even when the journey grows long and the path uncertain. When we are truly passionate about something, we are filled with a living hope, an excitement for the future that the Force itself seems to kindle.

Passion gives us purpose, a sense of meaning that lets us reach deep into our own unique gifts and offer them to the galaxy. It is the current that urges us to take risks, to step beyond the safe and familiar, to explore the unknown with open hearts. Through our passions we discover not only ourselves, but a deeper connection—to the Living Force that flows through every living thing, to the worlds around us, and to one another.

Here on Ossus, as I walk among the growing halls of our academy and watch the young students tend the gardens or pore over the holocrons we have only just begun to recover, I see that same fire kindling in each of you. When we pursue what truly stirs our spirits, we open ourselves to a galaxy of possibilities. Fear and doubt lose their hold. We grow more resilient, more determined, and—most importantly—more hopeful.”#LukeSkywalker #Passion

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Star Wars: Ashes of the Empire