catch-all

[xwing]

CHARACTERS: luke skywalker
LOCATION: various locations
DATE: december
CONTENT: catch-all + open mistletoe prompt
WARNINGS: probable star wars trauma

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MISTLETOE ( OPEN )

[xwing]

[ it doesn't take luke long to settle into his room and the station in general. he's moved around so much in the last couple of years, from barracks room to barracks room and worse, that he takes it all pretty much in stride. so in theory, he can be found in most open areas at some point over the course of the next couple of weeks.

he's coming or going from somewhere when he almost literally runs into someone doing the opposite, brought up short in the doorframe with a startled blink and an apology already on his lips.

but then he pauses and huffs a laugh, pointing upward to the little sprig of greenery dean hung basically everywhere. ] Isn't this that mistletoe thing?

[ruinously]

Sure is.

[ The culprit himself is right there, holding a piece or two in his hand, since a cranky Spider-MAn decided to take some of it down.

So many Grinch's, jeez. ]

Don't eat it. It's poisonous.

[xwing]

[ he reaches up to pat dean's arm. ] Don't worry, the food here isn't so weird that I need to resort to taking strange plants out of doorways.

[ his lips quirk teasingly, but then he glances back up again, planting a hand on his hip. ]

So does this tradition require a particular type of kiss?

[ruinously]

[ He wiggles it around a little, cheeks a little pink, cause he's certainly backed himself into a corner on this one, hasn't he? ]

Uh. Not particularly. I think generally it's whatever people are comfortable with.

...If they're comfortable with it, that is.

[xwing]

That's very considerate. [ he notes the blush, considers letting dean off easy for a moment or two, then decides he's going to cause problems on purpose. ] Well, I'm comfortable if you are. [ luke skywalker: gremlin.

anyway, he doesn't usually kiss people, hasn't dated.. ever, technically, but it's a cute, mostly-harmless tradition and dean's nice. ]

[ruinously]

[ Always Choose Chaos. That's Dean's motto. ]

I try, you know? [ And, you know. This is Luke Skywalker - and yeah, okay Dean hasn't had a lot of practice with other guys (re: almost none), but like hell he's gonna turn down the opportunity.

That would be simply stupid and while Dean doesn't always make the smartest decisions, dumb he is not. ]

Yeah, course I am.

[xwing]

[ there's a faint thread of nervousness between them, though in the moment, luke isn't entirely certain whether it's dean or luke himself. although he has to acknowledge that after all the things he's been through, it would be a little silly for him to feel that way over something so small.

either way, luke grins, brief and bright, and then reaches for dean's shoulders, his ungloved hand curling lightly in the other man's shirt. ] Well, come down here, then. [ he goes up on his toes to help accommodate the distance between them, and if dean leans down, his gloved hand slides up to curl at the other man's jaw. there's a brief pause, and he presses a chaste, tentative kiss to the corner of his mouth. ]

[flickerandfade]

[ Megatron is passing from the common area, intent on transiting to the infirmary--he has things to do there, projects that require attention. Books to read. When he nearly bumps up into Luke, he freezes in place--even at his reduced height, he outweighs any of the humans here by a significant amount and crushing one would be a bad idea. He takes a moment to process what Luke says. ]

...It seems to be.

[ He agrees as his optics turn upwards. ]

Why?

[xwing]

[ he considers telling megatron that he doesn't have to be quite so careful around luke, given luke's abilities, but.. well, honestly, it's probably good practice for the.. mech? is that the proper terminology? he needs to double-check. ]

Well.. supposedly that means we're supposed to kiss, although I'm still confused by the connection.

[ he peers up at megatron, smiling, warm and patient. ] Is it something your people do? [ some species don't, or they have particular rules around it. ]

[flickerandfade]

We do.

[ There's even someone on board the station right now that Megatron has kissed! He just doesn't talk about it ever. ]

Though not usually in this sort of circumstance enforced by superstition.

[xwing]

[ he huffs a laugh. ] I think calling it superstition is probably crediting it with deeper meaning than it has.

[ it sounds like it's just an excuse for consenting adults to kiss in public, but hey. ]

I won't push, but.. on the other hand-- [ his smile takes on a faintly teasing note, and he taps his cheekbone. ] --I do have a perfectly serviceable cheek if you'd like to partake in their tradition.

[flickerandfade]

[ A moment of hesitation follows as Megatron tries to gauge the appropriate course of action. Luke is pleasant enough, for an organic. And he does remind him much of another young friend--though maybe with more brain cells. He half-shutters his optics and a moment later his holoform flickers into being next to Luke. Leaning over, Megatron presses a chaste kiss to Luke's cheek, though he looks grumpy the whole time. ]

Satisfactory?

[droide]

[ Elthree had just been heading to the lab to return something she borrowed, when she runs into Skywalker in an... inopportune moment.

She looks up, wary, then levels a stern finger at him. ]

Don't...

[xwing]

[ he laughs, brightly charmed. stars, she really reminds him of artoo. ] Aw, Elthree, it's tradition.

[ he widens his eyes harmlessly. ] I can make it quick?

[droide]

[ Elthree straightens, surprised somewhat by Luke's insistence.

...Would it really be such a bad thing? He is supposed to be a hero, after all. If she ever makes it back to their galaxy, it would give her something to brag about.

She swivels her dome a full 180°, checking to make sure there aren't any witnesses. ]

Fine, fine, then. Make it fast.

[xwing]

[ he almost laughs again as she checks to make sure no one else is around. is she worried she'll be teased after that network entry if she gives in?

once she's satisfied, though, he reaches to gently cradle her dome with both hands, leaning in to press a kiss first on one side of her optics, then the other. when he leans back again, he drops his hands lightly to her shoulders with a sunny smile. ]

That wasn't so bad, right?

[droide]

[ That is exactly what she's worried about. But in actuality, the kiss is... Nice. It's not her first— you don't travel with Lando Calrissian for as long as she has without getting a smooch or two— but it feels... somehow sweeter than the others she's experienced. Maybe because Luke is sober. Maybe because he was so careful in the way he touched her, handled her.

OKAY, THAT'S FAR ENOUGH, THANK YOU.

After a pause that was uncomfortably long for Elthree but most likely unremarkably brief for Luke, Elthree straightens to her full height and steps back, feeling somewhat awkward. ]

Right. Well. No. —I mean, yes. It was... Not awful.

[winscenario]

[ Jim's mouth opens, ready to apologize too after they bump into each other, only to settle into a light frown when the guy starts laughing. It's the voice that tips him off to who he's talking to, after their network conversation, and he raises both eyebrows as he looks up, his own lips curling into a far too amused, and not at all innocent, smile. ]

I believe it is, yes, [ He nods slowly, hands resting on his own hips. ] Bummer. Think that means we're trapped here now?

[ It's just a piece of foliage, he knows they're not actually trapped. Not gonna stop him from teasing, though. ]

[xwing]

[ oh, it's jim. he's starting to place faces with names, and it helps that this is someone close to finn. ] Sounds like it, from what I've learned about the whole thing.

[ it's a silly and harmless if nonsensical tradition, but he's pretty sure some of the holidays from his galaxy would be viewed the same way. boonta eve on tatooine, for instance-- what does podracing have to do with honoring a hutt god? ]

On the other hand.. [ he arches a brow playfully. ] I hear there's a pretty easy way to get unstuck.

[winscenario]

[ Distinct voices help, plus Jim has a good memory. He's sure that Luke recognizes him too, if that little raise of his eyebrow and the teasing comment is anything to go by. ]

Oh, is there now? [ He can't help shoot back, his smile wide, a hand resting against the door frame next to Luke's shoulder. ] You might need to help me with that. We don't often celebrate Christmas where I'm from.

[ He's full of bullshit, it's obvious he knows about this particular tradition. ]

[xwing]

[ luke feels strangely like his teenage self for a moment, not weighed down by wars or legacies or his duties. he's just playfully flirting with an attractive guy, and when was the last time he's done that? ]

Well, [ he begins, drawing the word out as if he's deeply considering his answer. he slides a half-step closer, then, until he has to tilt his chin up to meet the other man's eyes. ] I've been told that all it requires is a kiss.

[ his eyes widen, full farmboy, though he's clearly struggling not to laugh. ] What kind do you think works best?

[winscenario]

[ It crosses Jim's mind that Luke knows all too well what he's doing, with those wide blue eyes and cute expression on his face. But honestly, he can't say he minds it all that much; not that Luke needs to try especially hard (or at all) with him. ]

We might want to make sure we cover all our bases there, [ He says, voice lilting and sweet. His free hand rests on Luke's side all too casually, but definitely with intent to it. ] Any stipulations on your end?

[ He's asking just in case Luke's got limits he would rather Jim not cross. Otherwise he's just going to go all in for it. ]

[spacedisaster]

[ Peter is carrying a box full to the brim with Christmas decorations, and some of them are obscuring his view. He is really fond of the holiday, and it is the first time in a long, long time that he can celebrate it with other humans who are familiar with Christmas. The Guardian manages to stop short from running into Luke and smiles upon recognizing the newcomer. ]

Ey sorry, I didn't see you. I was...oh. [ Peter looks up and sure enough, there's the familiar plant hanging over them. He huffs a laugh as well, not bothered at all by its presence. ] It is. Are you familiar with the tradition?

[xwing]

Only from what I've been told about it here, [ he admits a little ruefully. ] I don't think I've come across a similar tradition since leaving my home planet.

[ and tatooine doesn't have enough plantlife to do something as wasteful as hang it in a doorway, anyway.

his glance drops from the mistletoe to peter again, brows arching in playful question. ] Is it one you're partaking in?

[spacedisaster]

I'm afraid that we Terrans...er, Earthians, do enjoy dragging everyone into our holidays. It's mostly an excuse to include people and have a celebration. I admit I did the same to my team back home [ Peter is only a bit ashamed of that admission. God knows he talked about Earth and the things he used to do here to all the Guardians, in part to keep a connection to his old home, but also, so they can start their own traditions together. ] Where are you from?

[ He knows very well that just because someone is humanoid and looks like a human, they're one of them. He shoots Luke a smile after that question. ]

I'm a taken man, and I'm keeping the kisses strictly platonic, but yes, I enjoy a good celebration. But If you have a different tradition from your home world that you'd like to try here, I'm happy to adapt.