Do not FUCKING TALK TO ME
My Main Goal Is To Blow Up
And Then Act Like I Dont KNOW Nobody
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me: *online shops for lingerie thinking i would look cute, maybe even hot*
also me: *remembers i’m not cute and definitely not hot*
luke’s outfits, rated
desert poncho:
wow incredible stunning talented showstopping… 10/10. even more powerful when paired with desert chic bucket hat and goggles 30/10
desert #2:
good i like it. powerful pose. baby gay in search of adventure but he knows you gotta be cute. solid start i like the loose shirt… artistic AND practical. 10/10
yellow jacket:
he’s clearly copying the brown pants + boots look from han but he’s using the yellow jacket to make it his own! revolutionary 10/10
beige brilliance:
this is the gayest possible way to hold a gun i love him…. 10/10
dagobah more like gaygobah:
toying with tasteful twunk looks…. look at those biceps. 10/10
return of the jedi aka
i just.. just look at him. go out and buy a new gucci suit just to face down your estranged dad what kind of gay goals.. icon. 10000/10
best pilot in the galaxy:
can you believe he invented the colour orange? wow. thank you. 10/10
dramatic like my father before me:
the moody gaze off into the distance… 10/10
forest frollicking:
the caption for this was “mark hamill as the wonderful luke skywalker” and i am inclined to agree. ponchos were literally invented to be worn by this man. 10/10
depression robes:
he may be in exile but that doesnt mean he cant look good!! 10/10
bonus: ooooh he fucking did that you know he did!!!
okay i cant find a pic of it but you know what im talking about!!!!! the haircut harking back to his days as the galaxy’s most iconic twink ever to wear a bowlcut… the 600 thread count black suit.. you KNOW before he went to that battlefield he astral-projected into the runway at space fashion week and pirated the latest ralph lauren number in a tasteful matte black. incredible. i love luke. 1000000000/10
Honestly shout out to this boy I flirted with for 2 hours and then said goodbye to with a fistbump why aren’t there more of you