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kybercvnt · 2 years
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You Look Cold.
Pairing – Anakin Skywalker x GN!Reader
Summary – You and Anakin are on a Jedi mission to snoop out the Separatists, but what you don't expect is to find the warmth you needed on one of your coldest missions.
Word Count – 1354
Warnings – Angst?, near-death, hypothermia, swearing
A/N – I've been saving this one for a rainy day but now I think is the best time to let it free from my drafts after not posting a story for a whole week.
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Perhaps this idea of a stakeout on a dry, frozen planet wasn’t the best. You had been expecting the arrival of a fearsome Dooku and one of his many new Separatist apprentices in the darkness of the night, but what you hadn’t expected was the planet’s drastic change in the temperature. The sun was the one star keeping you warm, and now the bitterness of the cold nipped at your fingertips, and it was only late evening.
You and Anakin had been sent to spy on the Sith Lord atop the ridges of their supposed “secret” base but had not been forewarned at the gradual descent in temperature. No extra layers, no questions, and no preparation for your impromptu visit. Obi-Wan had the fortune of not being able to join you both on your scout and instead had requested to stay back and wait for Anakin’s signal to fly down with their army of clones and attack when they least expected it.
Anakin was diligently keeping a watchful eye at the edge of the cliff face, whilst you were trying to forcefully stretch your robes around your shivering body. You earlier asked Anakin if there was any slim chance you would be able to light a fire to keep yourself from earning yourself purple phalanges, but Anakin persisted it would “expose our location.” Anything for the Jedi Order, you suppose.
Anakin had never shown much affection to you as he considered that you were just another Jedi doing your job in the war. It didn’t bother you that much, he had his priorities, and you had yours. Every Jedi had vowed to put their duties and efforts for the war in front of personal desires. It would have been easy, if you hadn’t had the fattest crush on him.
You wanted to twirl his brown hair around your fingers, rest your body on his firm chest, and simply hold him for a while. You knew Anakin had quirks, he was sensitive and had outbursts at his temperaments. You couldn’t think about your adornment for the knight right now, you could only wish that the rage that boiled inside of was hot enough to keep you warm.
Anakin was fairly larger than you and much better trained. His endurance and size allowed him to feel the cold, but not quiver at the sensation as majorly as you. You knew though, that he couldn’t keep up this facade of being a strong and resistant fighter for much longer. He would soon be in your position and consider putting the mission in jeopardy for a fire.
While he kept a lookout, waiting for the dark leaders to leave the safety of their base, you continued to shudder and rock, wiggling your toes and trying your hardest not to succumb to the cold. Your hood was raised over your head, but the skin on your face had the greatest exposure, and you felt your nose start to leak.
“Still no sign of them.” He told you, but once he turned to face you, he was met with a near-corpse body. You had stopped your jittering, instead, your teeth chattered rapidly. Your cheeks and nose had a colouration that was vastly different from the rest of your skin. You didn’t look him in the eyes because you were too zoned out, staring at the pebbles and rocks of dust.
“You look cold.” He called out to you, but you omitted no movements. He ran up to you in panic, immediately draping your cold form under his robe and forcing you into his body. If it weren’t for the fact your consciousness was slowly leaving you, you might’ve been a little flustered, but now the rosiness on your cheeks was enough to blame on the cold. He pressed your face into his neck, he was surprisingly warm (it must’ve been the rage all along). He didn’t grimace when your wet nose made contact with his dry skin, but he did grimace at the freezing feeling of your skin. The slight warmth he provided gave you enough energy to rasp out a few words.
“No… sh-shit…” He cradled you, and you revelled in his touch. It didn’t stop the tingling in your legs when you tried to move them, and your fingers felt so brittle they might snap off. He quietly shushed you and pulled you onto the earth, you both lying on the ground with him hugging you tightly. This was a feeling you had always wanted, but not in such dire circumstances might they be a little bit romantic.
With your nose still squished against his neck, you could only make out the sound of the rustling of fabric. You weren’t sure what you were hearing, but once warm hands found your own icy ones, you couldn’t help but smile into his neck.
“Fuck, you should’ve said something sooner.” He scolded you. You wanted to laugh, but your body was too void of energy to do anything unless it was minor.
“I didn’t… want to worry… you… The missi…” You were quiet, conserving your energy as best you could.
“Fuck the mission. You’re worth more than some Sith scum.” He barked, and there was that bitter Anakin you knew and loved.
“If I die…” You started.
“You’re not going to die! I won’t let that happen.” He was truly sensitive. He was still a young boy who had lost too many people in his life, thrust into a war and is claimed to be the “chosen one.” You heard that he had too much to handle at such a young age that you didn’t want to press him into telling you more, not wanting to ignite the everlasting spark that might end in a catastrophic cataclysm.
“If I die… I’ve always liked you, Ani… I just wanted you to know.” He didn’t retaliate or say anything in return, he just kept you pressed against him. Until he thought it was long enough and he tilted your head upwards at him slowly. Your half-lidded eyes stared up at him, you didn’t want him to see you this weak. He wouldn’t have thought to see you as weak, and your awaited response was reciprocated in a warm kiss.
Your lips were chapped from the constant heavy and jagged mouth-breathing your lifeless body had defaulted to. When he pulled his lips back from yours, shocked at your icy skin, you gave him no response, at all. Your eyes closed and your breathing softened, you finally succumbed to the cold and blacked out.
You couldn’t tell, but at the same time, Anakin heard faint voices coming from below the cliff. He didn’t dare leave your side, and instead reached for his comms and spoke into it.
“Obi-Wan, they’re out, and please send medical help. Immediately.” It only took half a minute before a dozen ships flew down to meet the Sith Lord. You were quickly brisked away for support, and Anakin was anxious throughout the attack.
You woke up in a Coruscanti medical bay, far warmer than you last remembered. You looked to your side to see a very relieved Anakin standing over you. His eyes were red like he had been crying, he was always such a sensitive boy.
“Thank the stars you’re okay. You scared me back there!” He scolded you once again, unknowing where to direct his frustrations. His clamour made you want to laugh, but you had enough energy that you could actually let out a small chuckle, so you did.
“I’d do it more often… If it meant I got that much attention.” He made a small laugh in return, and you swore you could see a tear glisten down the side of his cheek. He leaned in over you, connecting your lips together.
“You don’t have to risk your life for it.” He breathed over your now warm lips, “just ask.” he whispered and reconnected your lips again once more. You smiled against his lips, your heart flipping in your chest at the realisation that the man you admired for a long time, finally loved you back.
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ahqkas · 2 years
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𝐨𝐨𝐨. CARELESS WHISPERS ; anakin skywalker
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pairing! anakin skywalker x gn!reader
synopsis! sleeping with anakin was like coming home after a long day; his arms held a strange feeling of safety and made you feel at home. everything was peaceful until he learned about the fact that you tend to talk in your sleep
warnings! fluff, sleep talking which leads anakin to tease you ab it, anakin calls reader 'my love' and 'sweetheart', lmk if i missed smth !!
word count! 0.8k
notes! so apparently i sleep talk 🚶🏻‍♀️ and thats why this exists (the stuff i say doesn't even make sense like girl 'i need to drink' what do u need to drink 😟⁉️) I HAVE RLLY MIXED FEELINGS AB THIS WRITING so 👍🏻👍🏻 ,, liking, reblogging & commenting is deeply appreciated <3
© ahqkas — all rights reserved. even when credited, these works are prohibited to be reposted, translated or modified
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He could hear those silent whispers of yours almost every night, yet he couldn't find himself to complain about it because some part of him enjoyed listening to them and your reactions to him exposing every single word you said to you in the morning was far too good to miss. You'd sit beside him and try to process the information because how could you say something that stupid didn't make sense to you and he just teased you more but both of you laughed at it at the end.
Anakin found himself in the situation again as he was laying down on a bed with you on top of him, hugging you close to his frame and watching you closely with sleepy eyes. He was getting pretty tired but your sweet whispering was worth the missed sleep if he got the chance to hear your voice just a little more that day.
His hand was resting on your jaw, his thumb brushing against the apple of your cheek affectionately, showing you the actions he wasn't allowed to do in public areas. And he hated it. Maker, how he despised the way he couldn't be with you freely as he wished. Holding your hand, walking around with you longer than it was required, even looking at you in a certain way was out of question if you were a Jedi. Which he was. And you were as well.
The corners of your lips tugged up and you nuzzled your face closer into the crook of his neck, which caused thoughts to enter his sleepless mind. You were probably dreaming about something nice right now, based on how your facial expression brightened and Anakin was happy that at least either one of you enjoyed the state of dreams without being interrupted by a sudden and uninvited nightmare. But there was a certain thing he was expecting tonight.
The sweet whispers of your thoughts left your sleeping form and carried themselves into the space of the silent room like a light wind on a sunny day and Anakin caught them without any trouble, trying to remember as much of them as he could so when there was a time he wouldn't see you, he could just simply rewind the voice in his head and listen to it again and again and never get tired of it.
Some nights you weren't making a sense at all with your 'I need more' and 'Place it right here' and confusing the man beside you to no end. What did you need? And why would you need more of it? Place it right there? Anakin's thoughts were running miles at the rate of his thinking. Tonight's night seemed to be one of those, when you would actually reply to him and he couldn't be happier at the discovery. Messing with you was fun.
"Ani," the whisper of his name got his attention from La la land back to you, the blue of his eyes resting on your face in a comfortable silence as he waited for more. "Anakin."
"Yes, my love?"
You shuffled around a bit in your sleep, a barely noticeable smile now grazed your lips. You were so beautiful to him, even in your sleep. "I need to tell you something."
Anakin let out a whisper of his own as his thumb continued on caressing your skin, the movement so gentle you could barely feel it. His way of showing some affection but still trying his hardest to not wake you up. "Go on, I'm listening."
"It's really important."
His lips pulled up a smile so big it caused his cheeks to throb from the not very familiar action. This type of smiles were reserved only around you and only for you, there wasn't really any other reason to show them around and you two unfortunately didn't spend a lot of free time together.
"Very important. But I trust you with my secrets. So I'm gonna tell you."
The Jedi waited with patience, his eyes glistening in the moonlight like the very same stars in the sky while he gazed down at you with a look you couldn't place a finger on. They were always full of determination, boldness and courage which were qualities he's grown to be proud of. But around you they've got the spark of passion, intimacy and fondness.
"I'm right here, you can tell me anything."
"I love you."
Anakin tensed under you, feeling the warmth of your breath fanning the side of his face a bit (which he didn't mind, it gave him some sort of comfort knowing you were sleeping next to him well). He expected everything, literally anything else than a love confession out of you. But it was nice and sweet and the man liked the feeling it came with so he hugged you close with his hand still holding your face and let out a whisper on his own once again. "I love you as well, sweetheart."
"But don't tell Anakin."
He could only chuckle quietly at this and finally let his mind rest.
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vcnillazelda · 1 year
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Kiss It Better
Anakin Skywalker x Reader
Summary: Anakin needs comfort after his fight with Ventress.
Tags: angst with comfort, cuddling, Anakin’s face injury, established relationship, fluff <3
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you hum softly, rolling over in bed. "ani?" you mutter, hand reaching out, gently touching his chest. it rises with a deep breath, then lowers as he releases it. "go back to sleep, my darling." he whispers, hand resting over yours. he sounds hoarse, broken. you know he's had a rough mission fighting ventress, you also know you have to be patient with him; one wrong move and he'll shut down into a self destructive state. "what's wrong, love?" you ask, voice thick with sleep. "nothing. please, go back to sleep." anakin rolls over, arm sliding around your waist to hold you to himself. your hand gently rests upon his cheek, and your fingers gently run over the gauze taped to his eye. "don't..." he mutters, it's soft and broken.
"why?" you ask, voice gentle. "because it's hideous." he seethes, squeezing you a little. you let out a choked breath and he immediately loosens his arm. "i'm sorry, my love. i didn't mean to do that." anakin's lips bump your forehead gently, and you hum; tilting your head back to meet his lips with your own. "i know. it's okay." you reply. "i would never hurt you, y/n." anakin whispers, and you giggle a little. "it was only a squeeze, ani. i'm not made of glass." your attempt at lightening the mood makes him chuckle briefly. "of course not, my love."
the room falls into silence, and you tuck your head under his chin, hugging his torso comfortably. "i.." anakin starts, but his words hang in the still air. you stay silent, yet open your eyes so you didn't doze off when he was attempting to vent. "i feel as though i failed..." he utters out, voice sad; ashamed. "how so, dear?" you speak, hand caressing his back. "i- i've failed obi-wan... padme, too. they looked so... disappointed." he seethes, tears collecting on his lashes as his voice wavers. "they're most likely relieved that you're alright." you reason, and he hums. "no... i've seen those looks before. especially from kenobi..." anakin's shoulders gently shake with a sob, and you squeeze him gently; kissing his shoulder softly.
"obi-wan doesn't matter right now. he's not here. neither is padme." you tell him. "they were most likely very afraid for your well-being. i was, too." you mumble, kissing his head. "but-" "shh. no if, what's or buts. everyone was very worried for your safety when you went after ventress." you speak, and he stays quiet; simply listening. "i promise you everything in the galaxy, anakin, that obi-wan is very proud of you. you are strong and kind, you've the heart of a fighter." your palm rests over his chest, and anakin sniffles softly. "we can confront him tomorrow, together, and ask him; if that will release your anxiety?" you suggest, and your lover nods a little. "yes... yes, i think that's fair." he mutters a soft thank you, and you smile. "may i..?" you ask, carefully running your finger tips over his bandage.
"i suppose so..." anakin is reluctant. you could feel him tense up as you carefully peel the taped gauze away. "you're gorgeous, anakin skywalker, with or without scars." you tell him, pressing a soft kiss to his healing wound. "i love you, with all the fibre of my being; and i wouldn't trade you for anything." your fingers cradle his head, tangling in his hair. anakin smiles, nuzzling into your cheek. "i love you too, my beloved. you're so precious to me. i don't know what i would do without you." anakin sighs, breath tickling your skin. "get some sleep, ani. we need to be up early in the morning. i'll be here for you." you kiss his cheek again, next to his gash. "thank you, for everything..." anakin mutters, lips grazing your cheek. "don't thank me. just get some rest." you reply easily, and anakin hums; a heavy slumber creeping up on him. he didn't even realise how tired he was until seconds before he passed out in your hold.
you stay up a while longer, nose nudged against his as you both share your pillow whilst he sleeps. his soft breaths brush over your face periodically, and you carefully run your fingers through his hair. your lips were ghosting over his slightly, your arms secure around his frame. you smile after soaking in the situation for a while; falling asleep yourself wrapped in the arms of your boyfriend.
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ghostofskywalker · 7 months
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Trapped, Cold, And Annoyed: Another Mission With Anakin
Anakin Skywalker/Reader
Fictober Day 8 of 31
Words: 1,020
Summary: You would think that clearly traveling in a diplomat's vessel would grant you safe passage through the galaxy. But apparently that wasn't the case, and now you're stuck in a snowy wasteland with a Jedi you can't stand.
Anakin Skywalker Masterlist
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"This is all your fault!" Your annoyance echoed through the ship, making your voice seem louder and more powerful than it actually was. It had been hours at this point, and you were no closer to putting the ship back in hyperspace, let alone closer to your home planet.
But the unfortunate side effect of that metallic echo was that your companion's voice was also amplified. "How was I supposed to know that other ship was there?"
"Aren't you supposed to have the kriffing Force or something?"
"I'm guessing someone else on that ship did too, or I would have been able to sense them!"
After a frustrated sigh, you stomped your way to the cockpit of the ship, where Anakin Skywalker was fiddling with something on the control panel. The dashboard was completely dark, and you could see a wall of snow outside as it crept up and slowly consumed the ship, the impact so much more intense due to the way that you had slammed into the surface of the planet at breakneck speeds. This was supposed to be an easy journey, because no one would ever dare attack a diplomat's vessel, especially when there was a Jedi on board. Right?
But of course, you had to be paired with the one Jedi who you couldn't stand, the one Jedi who always manages to find trouble in the galaxy, and then he goes and crashes the ship. You were already expecting things to just worse as time went on, just because that's how much the galaxy seemed to hate you right now.
You had spent a good bit of time on board his flagship and with his troops, and while you were immensely fond of the 501st, you could not say the same thing about their general. Anakin Skywalker may be (unfairly) good-looking, but you and him had never gotten along. He had an inflated ego with subpar abilities, and you had no problem calling him out when he suggested things that were crazy or outlandish. It was only thanks to his Captain's ideas that you were able to successfully deliver aid to several planets that needed it this time around, so you were understandably upset when you found out that it would be him that would provide security for your transport back home.
You had bitterly thought things would go sideways when you were first briefed about the assignment, and you had been right. Another hour passed, and there was still no sign that the ship was any closer to being fixed than it was when you first crashed. And as the suns on this snowy planet began to set, you were starting to grow chillier and more tired by the moment.
You could hear footsteps approach where you were camped out on the opposite side of the ship, and then Anakin's voice broke your train of thought. "I have good news and bad news."
You looked up at him. "The good news better be that we're leaving this Maker-forsaken planet within the next hour."
Silence.
You knew what that meant.
"The earliest we can leave is tomorrow morning," he said. "We need to wait for the battery on the temperature system to finish charging."
You nodded. "So what's the bad news?"
"In order to make sure neither of us are dead before we are able to leave, we need to conserve body heat."
Now it was your turn to be silent. If he meant what you think he meant, and you were pretty sure there was only one way to take his statement, you'd have to cuddle up with the man you couldn't stand from the moment you met him, and you did not want to do that. "Are you sure there's no other way?" you asked, trying not to annoy him any further. You did want to live, and if that meant doing something you'd rather not think about, then so be it.
"If there was I wouldn't be suggesting this right now," he said, clearly a little bit annoyed that you even asked.
So here you were, curling up into a ball on the ship's cot, with the only blanket on board covering both you and Anakin. You were just grateful that the cot was built for multiple people, and that the two of you fit (fairly comfortably) on it. To be clear, that still meant that this whole situation was incredibly uncomfortable, but at least you weren't hanging off the side of the bed.
You tried not to think about the man laying next to you as you drifted off to sleep, but it was nearly impossible to ignore. It certainly didn't help that he was like a human furnace, and the chill was really starting to set in your bones. Several times you caught yourself instinctively moving closer to him, and you had to pull yourself back. You weren't that desperate yet.
He was fast asleep, clearly not having the same moral quandary that you were. At one point you felt his arm across your body, and it seemed that he was trying to nuzzle closer. If you were anywhere else right now, you might have slapped his hand away and sent a cutting remark to really drive home your opinion, but this time you couldn't bear to ruin the moment. Besides, he really did help warm you up.
Part of you hoped that when you woke up and resumed your journey tomorrow morning, that things would be at least slightly better between you. Because as much as you traded insults and you called him unimpressive, he was still a pretty good Jedi, and he clearly cared about his troops and friends. You hoped that eventually the two of you could move past the way you acted right now, no matter how unlikely it seemed that he would ever feel anything but contempt for you.
In the last few moments before you truly drifted off the sleep, you could have sworn you heard him whisper your name, but you couldn't tell for sure.
Besides, you were too tired to really register it. 
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guywithn0name · 2 months
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STAR WARS MASTERLIST
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🎸 | Main masterlist | 🎸
-Anakin Skywalker-
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Nothing here yet..
-Obi-Wan Kenobi-
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Nothing here yet..
-Luke Skywalker-
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Nothing here yet..
-Din Djarin/The Mandalorian-
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Nothing here yet..
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miseries-mistress · 2 years
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RELEASES | ANAKIN SKYWALKER
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Synopsis: After you and Padme lost in the Senate to people with nothing but greed occupying their thoughts, you found yourself in need of a cigarette to push your building anxiety from the day away. 
Warnings: gender-neutral reader, smoking, fluff. W/C: 1113
Notes: I believe cigarettes/cigars exist in the star wars universe but correct me if i'm wrong. re-posting this shit
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A puff of smoke escapes your mouth as you draw the stick to your lips, inhaling the addictive smell of smoke as it enters your lungs. It had been a long day. The Senate was merciless, pushing for the funding of a million more clone troopers. The debate had droned on for hours, heated conversations with inadequate words flying left and right. You were wholeheartedly with Padme on this one, fighting alongside her while the Senate descended into a chaos even the chancellor couldn't even control. Finally, the debate ended with the majority voting for the production of more clones, leaving you utterly defeated. 
Madness, it was all madness. 
The smoke trailed through the air, dissipating moments later in the busy city of Coruscant. Your balcony provided a grand view only a few got to bear witness, and while you couldn't deny the beauty of the neon lights, speeders flying by, and the faint sound of music with the hint of rushing wind, it all made you feel incredibly alone— a planet full of billions, yet you were smoking alone on a Saturday night. 
"I didn't realize you smoked." You didn't need to turn around to know who it was. His footsteps drew nearer before stopping next to you. His arms slid around your waist, folding themselves around your midsection as he laid his head on your shoulder. 
"We've all got our releases Ani," you quipped, assisting the half-lit cigarette in your hands, tapping the bit of ash that accumulated in the wind. 
"I heard what happened in the Senate."
"I'm sure you did. I would be surprised if you didn't." Exhale. The last thing you wanted to talk about with Anakin was what occurred. The people pushing their agendas made you sick to your stomach. Their unwillingness to aid other systems, their insistence on feeding the war, their closed ears to negotiations- Fuck. You were getting too worked up about this. 
Anakin could sense your frustration rolling off of you in waves, and it unnerved him to see you so worked up. You always kept your emotions close to your chest no matter how much Anakin insisted you open up, and oh, how he wished you would open your heart to him. You had let him into your heart when you first declared your love for each other, and with each passing day, he delved deeper into the refuge of it, but now it felt as though you were trying to shut him out. He didn't let that discourage him as he pressed a kiss to your collarbone. You sighed, tilting your head back so he had unrestricted access. You felt Anakin's mouth curl into a smile as he removed his lips, only to press another kiss higher up. He left a trail of kisses up your neck, making sure to elicit a sigh or a shuddering breath each time he found a spot that spiked pleasure down your spine. His lips suckled the skin of your neck, his teeth scraping against it, drawing a whimper from your lips. Your cigarette was long forgotten in your hand as Anakin licked the tender spot to make up for the hickey he drew on your skin. 
His hands remained steady while his lips did all the work, and when he finally reached your jawline, he stopped. 
"I love you," he whispered on your skin, and all the uncertainty and perturbation you had amassed throughout the day dissolved like smoke in the air. Instead, you felt his strong back, calloused hands from years of labor, and the warmth of his breath against your skin, which sent goosebumps down your arms. You felt entirely at peace. 
"I love you too," you breathed, and Anakin's hands squeezed your waist a tad tighter, pressing himself impossibly closer to you, caging you between the rail and him. You felt his eyes linger on the cigarette between your fingers, somehow not burned out yet. 
"Do you wanna try?" You offer it to him, and a hand leaves your body, taking the cigarette from you. You twist your figure around so your chest faces him as he brings the stick to his lips. He inhales, and his face twists into a sour expression before he coughs, covering his mouth while you vainly try to suppress a girlish smile pulling tight at your cheeks.
He hands it back to you, and you take a hit, blowing the smoke high into the night sky. Anakin watches with fascination at your gracefulness. How could someone look so alluring? The arch of your neck, the pout of your lips, your eyes shut in bliss— Anakin stopped himself, gulping to suppress his desire and savor the moment of you beside him before you snuff the smoking stick out on the rail. 
"That was awful. I don't think Obi-Wan would approve."
A smile breaks across your face at Anakin's response, and you erupt into a fit of laughter, resting your head on Anakin's chest while your body shakes with the force of your giggles. Anakin finds a smile tugging on the corners of his mouth at your jovial expression, something he would never miss seeing. He pulled you into his chest, spinning the both of you around. Your laughter grew in intensity, and Anakin found himself joining you. 
It was just you and him, under the cover of the stars, free from every burden and responsibility, laughing with the promise of tomorrow as Anakin ushered you inside. He playfully placed an array of kisses over your face as you squealed, his hands finding the dip of your waist. Anakin tried to hold you still, but you were laughing, attempting to squirm your way out of his grip every time he placed yet another sloppy kiss. Finally, you ducked your head, but Anakin spun you around, plopping even more ecstatic kisses on each inch of your face. Although the action appeared light-hearted, he ensured each press of his lips was filled with every meaningful emotion he harbored for you, pouring every instance and feeling into his affection. 
He bestowed a final peck on your lips, his teeth pulling on your bottom lip before letting it go with a wet pop. 
"Beautiful," he whispered, and if it was possible, your love for him grew even more profound. "My beautiful."
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shinysugar · 1 year
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I Remember
WARNINGS: Canon typical violence, Unrequited Love
PAIRING: Anakin x Reader (Unrequited), Platonic Luke X Reader
SUMMARY: In the wake of Vader’s death, Luke has questions about his father only one person can answer.
WORD COUNT: 905
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It had been nearly two days since the Empire fell and the celebrations showed no signs of stopping, however, you had more than enough of the revelry. You chalked it up to age, after all, your twenties were far gone - lost to war and suffering - and drinks and dancing didn’t go down the same way. At least, that was what you told the others when you had stepped away for some quiet. You took up residence in a nice nook of branches up high in the trees with a perfect view of a nearby moon while your companion sat across from you, his legs hanging off the side and swinging slightly.
“Ask,” You said, breaking the silence, “Your thoughts betray you, so ask while I’m feeling nice.”
“What was he like?” Luke Skywalker asked, looking over at you, “My father? Before he became… that.”
You sighed heavily. It wasn’t an unexpected question, in fact, you had been wondering when he would seek you. You hadn’t exactly been quiet about your former occupation as a Jedi. As part of the rebellion, many had looked to you for guidance due to your experiences as a general during the Clone Wars, despite the way it had all ended. Still, it had been a long time since anyone dared ask you about the days of the Republic and even longer since you had spoken about it, though those days were never far from your mind.
“Anakin Skywalker was the best of us,” You told him, eyes fixed on your boots that were still caked in mud, “And the worst of us.”
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When Anakin Skywalker came to live at the Jedi Temple for the first time, there wasn’t a single Youngling that didn’t look at him with disdain. Yourself included. It wasn’t fair that this boy, barely older than you, was able to just become a Padawan without working for it. You were incredibly jealous and had no issue knocking the Chosen One down many many pegs when he was sent to spar with the Younglings, but Anakin always got back up, no matter what dirty trick you threw at him.
And slowly but surely, you couldn’t help but admire him for that. Your sparring became evenly matched and once you were given your own Master years later, your matches were filled with easy banter.
You were fourteen when you realized the way you felt for Anakin Skywalker was different from how you felt about anyone else.
It had filled you with shame, the idea that your thoughts were far from appropriate or worthy of a Jedi and had worried that you’d be thrown from the Order if anyone found out. This all led to confusing Master Windu several times in the halls when you would dash away from him when he greeted you; you were sure he could read your mind, but to him, you were just one of the oddest padawans he had ever met. And yet, no matter how much space you tried to put between you and Anakin, every time you saw him, your heart would flutter.
When war broke out, you eventually found yourself on assignment together and even sweaty and covered in battlefield grime you swore you had never seen someone so beautiful. You could still feel the sting of his fingertips where he wiped blood off your cheek, with your eyes closed you could still see that grin and eyes glittering with adrenaline. It was nothing compared to the sting in your chest when you lay in your bunks and he had asked you if you thought it was wrong to love someone. You had hoped that he was speaking about you, but he had said that he had met her on Tatooine.
You had never been.
Still, your love for each other remained strong, even if it was different. He and his padawan had traveled halfway across the galaxy to be there when you were finally knighted, even though that meant they had to head back out right after. And no matter what kind of trouble he got himself wrapped up in, you and the 733rd Battalion were always there to rescue him.
And if you were honest, you never saw the end coming. When it came to Anakin, you wore rose-tinted glasses, defending him fiercely because you couldn’t find it in yourself to let go. You had seen all the signs and ignored them, denying them with every breath because you couldn’t bear to admit that he was becoming something you couldn’t recognize.
Even when you locked sabers when he and his troops stormed the Temple, you could not let go. Even with his face twisted and his aim to kill you, you refused to see what was right in front of you. You had barely escaped with your life that day, but you carried wounds that could never really heal - a synthetic kidney from where one of his troopers managed a lucky shot being the worst of it.
And even now, as you looked at his son, a boy who let your stories wash over him with a small smile, you could not let go. You had moved on long ago, found someone else to spend the end of your days with and you loved them deeply. But Anakin Skywalker would always be your first love, and though you had failed him, perhaps you could do right by his children.
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A Frustrating Lord
Pairing: Anakin Skywalker X GN!Reader
Genre/Warnings: A little bit of Anakin belittling the reader and being an asshole but except from that its mostly enemies to lovers kind of stuff. Also this is like set in a Regency Era AU
Words: 730
Summary: You were simply enjoying the All Hallows Eve ball before a certain lord had to come in and spoil the night for you but maybe he could make it better
A/N: Okay so I got this idea because I started watching Bridgerton for the first time and I thought it would be a very interesting thing to write about so here we are. Quick little info bit here: Jedi Council members are referred to as Dukes/Duchesses, Jedi Knights as Ladies/Lords and the clones as either Knights or Captains (depending on their position) and padawns are adopted children. Find part 2 here!
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The All Hallows Eve ball. A ball you frequently enjoyed every year until tonight.
You had been having fun and were talking to your adopted father Mace Windu until Lord Anakin Skywalker had walked in, he was usually a thorn in your side and a man you tried to avoid but he approached you, you looked to your father to do something but he just walked away with a look that said ‘good luck’. 
“Mx L/N, I haven’t seen you for quite a while”
The smile on your face was tight.
“Well I have unfortunately been busy as of late” he chuckled and raised an eyebrow “what do you do that keeps you so busy?” The comment did not lighten your mood.
“Lord Skywalker, I ,unlike you, do my duties responsibly and on time and I don’t act like a child” the smirk on his face stayed and he didn’t even react, 
instead he only said “you always take my jests seriously don’t you?” You left for the garden and decided to give Anakin no more of your time.
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The garden was empty and the sound of the music from inside carried through outside and mixed with the sounds of the light breeze on the trees. It gave you time to think and calm down from earlier events.
Ever since you were children and Anakin was adopted by the young Lord Kenobi he had been raving about being the chosen one. It did not help that the Duke’s and Duchesses also sang his praises constantly whereas you had always been considered mediocre by most even with Duke Windu as your father. It was also something that prevented you from finding the true happiness you wanted in life, as selfish as it seemed.
The now Duke Kenobi had always seen and complimented your abilities and you would not lie to yourself about how attractive the man was but most could see his infatuation with Duchess Satine. Some others like Lady Secura were fortunate enough to fall for their knights, Captain Bly was one of the many fine men in the army and you knew they deserved the happiness that came with love even if they had to also focus on the current war.
Talking of knights you heard the voice of Captain Knight, Rex. “Excuse me my liege but Lord Skywalker requests to speak to you” the sigh you let out was audible, you had no intent on seeming like you were frustrated with the poor captain but even the thought of speaking to Skywalker right now frustrated you.
“Tell the Lord I have no interest in speaking to him.”
The sounds of footsteps leaving made you relax, thinking the captain had gone back to exactly say what you said but the unmistakable laugh of the Lord made you tense up once again “Don’t say you’re truly upset with me Y/n.”
He stood next to you and you promptly noticed you were both out of sight from the main windows and could easily hit the man right here without any witnesses but you instead held back.
“It’s simply a beautiful night” you huffed at him.
“What is it you want Anakin? No one is here but us and you have had your time with me already” he frowned at your comment.
“Y/n I truly meant no harm earlier, I simply was having fun” you rolled your eyes “fun? Well it does not feel like fun for everyone, you seem to forget not everyone is as talented as you.”
He stepped in front of you and you avoided his eyes. You knew some kind of joke was coming, some kind of comment at your expense but nothing came. He was silent. You looked up at him, he looked amazed. 
You opened your mouth to say something but he kissed you. It was sudden and quick, part of your brain urged you to push him away but the other part of you wanted to kiss him back and you did. It was filled with raw emotion, all the frustration you held for him and all the want and love he had for you.
You both pulled back for air and Anakin laid his forehead against yours. He smiled and you could only look shocked. “You’re a better kisser than I could ever have imagined.”
Maker you wanted to kill him 
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🩰 plain old enemies to lovers but with anakin skywalker ✨
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“you know what? fuck you,” the words pretty much tumbled out of your mouth. the condescending smirk plastered across his beautiful face made you want to slap it right off. "all you do is make my life a living hell. Just leave me alone!"
He chuckled; he actually chuckled. "we both know how much you enjoy having me around."
"don't you dare call me that!" you were caught off guard upon being shoved into a hard surface. Anakin strong arms caged you in, forcing you against the wall as his dark eyes looked you up and down. "anakin, let me go or else," you snarled.
his hot breath hit the shell of your ear as he spoke "or else what, bunny? what could you possibly do to me?"
to say you were outraged would be an understatement. "you be surprised, skywalker."
"really?" he fake pouted, and you hoped he didn't notice how your eyes briefly flitted to his lips. unfortunately, you were not that lucky. his smirk only grew as he leaned down, his hot breath mixing with yours. "I'd like to see you try." with those words you were released from his hold and forced to watch him walk down the corridor away from you.
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Anakin blindfold/basic sub headcanons
Sub anakin x gn!reader
Warnings: dom/sub stuff, blindfolds, minors dni 18+
A/n: I just finished virgin territory and well I was too tired to write a drabble so have some headcanons.
🏷️: @lovelybucky1
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He’s a bit hesitant at first if he’s being honest
He likes seeing you, all of you and it makes him whimper and whine not being able to but once you touch him it’s all over
Anywhere and he will crumble, your touch his soothing yet so entrancing to him, his hands hesitantly wander your body up and down.
So many “I love you” and babbles heard from his lips it’s like he’s chanting out to the galaxy and proclaiming his love
Everything is heightened for him and it’s hard to focus on not cumming so he can give all of it to you
Every drop of cum he has he will give to you until he can no longer. Your touch and the pleasure is too much for him to bear.
His cold metal arm feels for your hips as you ghost over his chest with your nails.
Sucking on one nipple and he swears he never wants this to end, he doesn’t need to see you anymore but feel your touch.
He moans so loudly it’s hard to believe no one in the temple will hear…or maybe it’s what he wants.
“Too much…can’t take anymore” he whines so loudly, he can sense your body through the force and does anything to make you cum
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Hihi! :) could I please request some headcannons for various star wars boys with a really short reader? (Your star wars boys marriage headcannons was so good it urged me to send you this ask hehe 😆)
Various Star Wars Boys Headcanons: With a Short! Reader.
A/N: Hi, thank you so much! I am super sorry for the hella long wait, but unfortunately, between school and work I've had absolutely zero free time. Hope you'll still enjoy this anyway! Also, I fell like I should point out that there are mentions of wearing heels in a few of the headcanons, but it's all still very gender neutral.
Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, The Mandalorian\Din Djarin, Poe Dameron, Cal Kestis.
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Obi-Wan Kenobi:
-Obi-Wan will probably not even notice your height for quite a while, he's not one to really pay attention to physical appearances. He will only realise how tall he is compared to you once he starts to develop feelings for you, and even then he will never treat it like a big deal. Might not even mention it unless you do it first. 
-Appreciates when you wear heels, not because he thinks you look prettier with them on, he always thinks you're stunning no matter what, but because it really helps his neck and back to not have to lean\look down quite as much. Forgive him, he's not quite as spry as he used to be. 
-But if you wear them because you feel insecure about your height? Obi-Wan will do anything he can to dissuade you from wearing them. Whether with more subtle comments or with showers of compliments, he will absolutely not rest until he is sure you know how amazing you are. 
-If you were to try and climb something because you cannot reach a high place, Obi-Wan will insist on doing it for you. He usually never stops you from doing things on your own, mostly because he doesn't want to overstep; Independence is important and no matter how much he'd rather do everything for you, he knows you have lived most of your life without him, and you are more than capable of looking after yourself, but he really can't refrain himself from helping you when there's a chance you might injure yourself. If you really want to do it on your own, he will understand, but please, for his sake, won't you at least let him stand behind you so that he could catch you if you were to fall?
-Obi-Wan is notoriously almost impossible to fluster, he is too mature and also, but that is something reserved only for you, too suave for it, and although you might have tried in the past, you have never quite found his weakness. Until one day, without even thinking about it, you decided to wear his robe. The instant he came home and saw you, he flushed to the tip of his ears. He is still going to at least try and keep his composure to compliment you as he usually would, but stars above you're killing him.
He's definitely going to stay closer than usual for the rest of the day, and for as shy as he has suddenly gotten, he won't refrain himself, because that wouldn't be fair to you, from showering you in appreciation, just don't tease him or you might actually give him a heart attack. He really isn't used to this after all.
-Even if you are not insecure about it, Obi-Wan will never tease you about your height. Even when he pokes some lighthearted fun at you, he always makes sure to steer clear of the more "serious" things like personality or appearance. He never wants to risk actually hurting you. 
-Obi-Wan absolutely takes the time to help you find shops that sell petite clothing options. Whenever he's travelling, be it with you or because he's on a mission, if he finds himself in a city or market he will make sure to keep both of his eyes open.
He also keeps a list of all the places he deems good enough, with little scribbled stars next to the ones he's positive you'd like. He knows how difficult finding your size tends to be for you, and that more often than not you end up having to make alterations anyway, so he's really glad to make that tedious job easier.
-When the two of you walk next to each other Obi-Wan always watches his strides. A step for him equates to two for you, and he never wants you to get tired by running after him.
Anakin Skywalker:
-Considering his height Ani can, and 100% will, hold the things you were trying to reach for so high above your head that no amount of stretching will be of any help. Don't worry, he's going to give them back even immediately… as long as you are willing to pay the ransom. Which will always consist in a kiss, it is so unoriginal that at some point you started doing it before he even got the chance to ask.  
If you were ever to suggest that he could simply ask for a kiss, you're going to hear a minutes long rant about why he's definitely not going to do that, and how could you make him renounce his fun, he's already a Jedi, have some compassion.
-While hugging Anakin you will be lifted off the ground, and more often than not spun around too. It doesn't matter at all how much you weight, you're still so small, and honestly, he could hold you close for hours on end if he got the chance, do you really expect him to stay bent down for that long? Still, you can definitely tell that he not-so-secretly loves your height difference, even when he uses this as a chance to poke some lighthearted fun at you. 
-Being the voice of reason in your relationship comes with the slight downside that Ani can't stand when your arguments make more sense than his, especially if you start sounding like Obi-Wan. He is not going to get angry at you, but when he's annoyed, he definitely becomes aggravating.
Especially because he loves to pretend that he can't hear you when you're making a good point. What do you expect him to do, he's so tall, and you're so short, of course he can't hear you, maybe you should get a megaphone or better yet, a ladder. On a strangely positive note, if you kick his shins to make him bend down and listen, he's not even going to pretend to be upset about it, but he is going to laugh.
-If all your climbing skills are getting displayed while you're trying to reach something that is a little too high and Anakin is there to witness, you will surely hear cheers and a little too loud encouragements being thrown at you. For once, he's not actually being embarrassing on purpose, and he will help you if you ask him to, but he won't offer to aid you himself, why should he? He knows you're more than capable of doing it on your own, and anyone with even a slight Force affinity would be able to tell that he is more than ready to catch you, but he’d much rather clap for you once you've managed it on your own.
-Ani couldn't care less if you can kick his ass into next week with your eyes closed, he still feels like he needs to shield you from all the dangers of the world. Well, to be honest, he'd still feel that way no matter your height, but he'd be lying if he said that your small stature doesn't intensify his need to hold you close and never let go. Also he really loves feeling like your protector, it makes him feel needed. 
-If you are ever at a concert, event or any other situation that would require you to look at something while in the middle of a crowd, Anakin will either find you a place where you can actually see, or straight up lift you over his shoulders. He doesn't wait for you to ask, and he never complains, and if anyone else tries to make a mean comment about it, he's gonna give them a single look that will make them instantly shut up.
Luke Skywalker:
-Luke always leans or sits down when he's talking to you, he doesn't want to make you feel like he's towering over you, or for you to have to bend your neck to look up for too long. 
-Like father like son, Luke will also pick you up while hugging you, but accidentally. He doesn't even realise the moment your feet start lifting off the ground, and in all probability neither did you, not when you're both melting into each other. If you point it out, he will immediately lower you back down and apologise, and although he will definitely be more careful, he isn't going to let go, he has no problem being the one to bend down.
-Luke has no problem whatsoever with your height, and he pretty much forgets about it most of the time. But there are other times, like when you're curled up while sleeping and you look so small, or when the two of you are holding hands and his engulfs your own, or when you have to ask him to bend down for a kiss, that he can’t refrain himself from finding you… adorable. He never says that out loud in case it might hurt your feelings, or make you think that he doesn't realise what a force of nature you are, but you might still figure it out anyway, when he looks at you like you're the most precious thing he has ever seen.
-On that same note, Luke will absolutely melt if you ever wear something of his. Whether it is a shirt that reaches almost all the way to your knees, or his robe that he gives you when you're cold within which you almost disappear, has little importance, either way his face is going to tint red and a lovesick smile is going to spread across his face, no matter how many times he has seen you before.
-If you ever were to hide behind him for whatever reason, he is going to get comically proud of himself, but really, Luke doesn't often get the chance to feel big and strong, and although he definitely is, he is also often underestimated until he proves himself, also, most of the people he cares for are fighters to the core and extremely independent, so he doesn't often get the chance to be a protector and he will admit without shame, that it feels really nice to know that you look to him for reassurance.
-When you are walking together through a thigh packed crowd, Luke will stand in front of you and shield you with his body. It is one of the very rare times where he doesn't ask for your permission to do something for you, of course you could do it without him, but if he can spare you from even just a single push or elbow to the ribs, if he can prevent even a single bruise, than to him it is worth your indignation. But if you were to thank him for being thoughtful? He's a goner.    
Han Solo:
-It goes without saying that Han wouldn't be Han if he didn't always have a ‘short’ joke ready. 
Although he is uncharacteristically optimistic when facing impossible odds, any other time his cynicism is his most predominant feature, so, say you were to say something along the lines of “Everything is going to be alright.” his response would be that “Of course you're an optimist, you're always looking up.” 
Or if you were to pick a fight with a guy, Han would not be able to stop himself from remarking that “Honestly sweetheart, you should go for it, i'll even bet on you. Of course I've got faith in you! You're the perfect height to punch where it'll hurt most.” before getting the two of you out of the situation.
And of course the evergreen classic “How's the weather down there, Sweetheart?”
-Han calls you anything except your name. His preferred nickname for you is always ‘shortcake’, no matter how serious the circumstances. But, in a situation where your small stature is actually useful, maybe because you fit into a tight space, he will add 'Vertically Efficient’ in front of it; Likewise, when your height ends up hindering you, which let's be honest happens far more often than not, you will get demoted to 'Vertically Challenged Shortcake’. The man is ruthless.
-Han rests his arm on your head often. He doesn't even always do it to jab at you, he genuinely finds it a comfortable position, and I’m not sure whether that makes it better or worse. But he also, when the two of you are alone and he is feeling soft, rests his chin on your head and holds you close.
And let's not forget the forehead kisses, so many forehead kisses. It's easier than bending down to kiss your lips, especially if he is in a hurry, and it also has the bonus point of being the easiest place to reach while he is holding you to his chest.
-Han can, and without a doubt will, pretend to lose you if you find yourselves in a crowd, and he will find it absolutely hilarious. You could be standing right in front of him, maybe even be screaming at him that you are right there and to stop being an ass, and he would still look everywhere except down. If he actually ends up upsetting you, Han will grumble for a few minutes before trying to make it up to you, he really is sorry, he just never knows when to stop.
-As I said before, Han can be quite a bit of an ass when he wants to be, and when it comes to you, oftentimes even when he doesn’t actually intend to be mean. Unfortunately for the both of you, old habits die hard, and it is not rare for him to accidentally piss you off, especially when he gets a great laugh at your expenses.
Like the times he catches you struggling to reach something, and ends up finding your efforts hilarious. You’d have to plead with him for a while, before he makes any move to come to your rescue, and even then he won’t stop laughing until you get angry, you just might end up avoiding asking him all together, and find a solution by yourself.
When Han sees how crafty you can get to reach what you want, he will be genuinely quite impressed, but the best thing that will come out of his mouth will be something along the lines of “I've really gotta hand it to short people… because you usually can't reach it anyway.”
-Sure, Han might tease you to death, but Force help anyone else who dares to, especially if they actually hurt your feelings. He is ready to throw hands without a second of hesitation, and he will make the offender apologise. 
The Mandalorian\ Din Djarin:
-Din never, ever, lets you get on your tippy toes or stretch your neck to kiss him. He will always bend down before you can even try to reach him, you'd almost think he has developed a sixth sense about it, and no matter how much you complain that he must already be tired and that it is no good for his back, he always shrugs and insists that he'd much rather it be his neck rather than yours. He'll forget all about it as soon as your lips touch his anyways, so he really doesn't mind.
-For as terrible as it sounds, Din is quite used to the child's height already, and although you are nowhere nearly as short, it simply means that he is already attuned to looking out for someone much smaller than him. He knows without even having to think about it whether something is a little too high up for you to reach, he instinctively looks for the smallest chair for you to sit on so that your feet won't be left dangling, and is just overall very aware of your size. In a good way, I swear.
-On kind of the same note, every time you wear heels, even more so if it isn't often, he instinctively looks lower than needed to meet your eyes. Din can get quite embarrassed about it and he always tries to adjust his stare as subtly as he can, and although his visor does help, it is not rare for you to catch him raising his head a little. It ends up looking quite silly, mostly because of how unnecessarily hard he tries to hide it, and you end up laughing at it a few times.
-Absolutely no climbing will happen under this man's watch, you could try to while he's asleep and he'd probably still get up to stop you, as I said before, he kind of has a sixth sense about it, it's the dad in him.
Din has no problem at all going out of his way to get you what you need, you won't even have time to try before it's already in your hands, especially if it stops you from trying to balance on three awkwardly piled stools, a cardboard box, a cluster of random objects he doesn't even understand how they're supposed to help, and way too many hopes and prayers. Honestly, he has seen this happen one time exactly, and it took twenty years off of his lifespan. Never again.
-Din truly doesn't want to underestimate you, your height doesn't make you fragile in any way, he knows that, but he still ends up being extra protective of you. One of the things he is the most glad for, is that your shorter stature makes it easier for him to cover you with his body. He's always wearing full body armour, and you most probably aren't, which is why he always thanks the stars every time someone is shooting at the two of you and him moving in front of you is enough to make you practically disappear.
-Din might not be a tailor, but he has mended his fair share of clothing throughout his life, and has become quite adept at it as well. And although he might not be able to make you clothes from scratch, he is more than able, and willing, to help you alter pretty much anything. Sawing with you, chatting about the day's events, maybe while enjoying the calming scenery of a beautiful planet as the child plays just a few meters away, has become one of his favourite ways to spend time with you and simply unwind.
Poe Dameron:
-Poe carries you around constantly, so much so that you fear you might forget how to use your own legs. He insists that considering you always end up on him one way or another, and it is mostly by his own doing with how much he likes having you close, you might as well enjoy the free rides.
But honestly, he kind of lacks the patience to slow down his steps so that you won't have to run after him, especially when he's particularly excited about something. Not that he wouldn't do it of course, he does, but to him it's much more convenient to just scoop you up and hurry to where you want to go.
-At times, when he can't refrain himself from teasing you, Poe will ask you to repeat what BB8 said, that he obviously understood just fine, because: “you can hear him better from down there”. 
His jokes are never mean, and it is rare that he mentions your height at all, but when he does, most of the time it's something along the lines of him hugging or kissing you, and then remarking that he is “appreciating the little things”.
-Poe thinks you are absolutely adorable, and he will say so to your face. With him, no pride will be spared, at all. Why would he anyway, sure, your small stature makes you really cute, but why should that take away from your capability to kick ass? He is a firm believer in taking pride in every aspect of oneself, and when it comes to the greatest person he knows, he wants you to be proud of all that you are.
-On that same note, he will heavily dissuade you from wearing heels if you only do it because you are insecure of your height. You are stunning, and he reminds you of that every chance he gets, short or tall, you are always radiant, no need to be unnecessarily uncomfortable. 
He also not so secretly loves your height difference, but that has nothing to do with his unconditional appreciation of you, although he really does like how well you fit into his chest when he holds you.
-Poe is the type to straight up ask you to wear his clothes. He doesn't know what the word subtle means, and he is really big on communicating what he is feeling and what he likes, so he sees no reason not to outright tell you how hot you look in his oversized shirts. If he already cannot keep his hands to himself for the life of him, be prepared to have him practically glued to your side the entire time you are donning his clothes. 
-Poe will panic if he cannot find you in a crowd. The moment he loses sight of you he is in ‘rescue mode’, even though you are probably not in any danger, nobody kidnapped you in the half second he took his eyes off of you, and you in all likelihood did not get trampled by the crowd. 
It is a bit better if he just lost you at base, he is at least sure you aren't in mortal peril then, but he might still resort to climbing something and call your name to find you as fast as he can. Yes, the people around you will think him insane, and yes, you might be tempted to pretend you do not know him, but please let him know you are alright, poor boy is worried.
-If you are having trouble reaching something, Poe will just lift you up and down to get it. Sure, he could get it for you, and that would be easier, but he doesn't want to do it in your place, unless you ask of course, he's simply trying to be the safer version of climbing a stool. It's also pretty much a constant ‘Simba moment’, which he finds hilarious. 
Cal Kestis:
-Every time he's tired Cal rests his chin on your head, and whenever you are tired, you rest your head against his shoulder. You two are so adorable that it's enough to give everyone who sees you diabetes. Jokes aside, Cal is all about these casual, lighthearted displays of affection, and the fact that you two fit together so nicely is a great bonus.
-Unlike Han, Cal might actually forget to look down if he lost you in a crowd. He isn't trying to tease you, and he finds you quite quickly anyway, but he does have a tiny moment of confusion if he can hear you or sense you, but can't see you. He's going to laugh at himself for a while when he finally looks down and sees you standing there with a disappointed face. 
You'd think that, like Din, he would be used to BD-1’s height, but his little companion is perched on his shoulder most of the time, so Cal might actually try to look behind himself before remembering to look down.
-Cal doesn't immediately come to your 'rescue’ when you're trying to reach something that's a little too high, even if you start climbing, simply because he doesn't want to overstep. You've got it, he knows that. He's just going to continue with whatever he is doing, while also keeping you in the corner of his eye, in case of a fall, and his ears open in case you do call for his help, in which case he will be by your side in a second.
-Cal never means to tease, but at times he might end up doing it accidentally. It's never mean, and it's usually just lighthearted comments about how small you are, never in a negative way. But if you do find it irritating, or you'd simply rather not hear it, you will only have to express it to him once, and he will do his damned best to watch his mouth from there on out. 
-Cal has the time of his life anytime someone underestimates you, whether it is a physical type of fight or a verbal smackdown, he is just glad he gets to be present for it. Seeing them starting out all smug and full of confidence and then watching you kick their, literal or metaphorical, ass into next Thursday never fails to have him in stitches.
He also might or might not end up accidentally, and dramatically, quoting Shakespeare to them, something like "And though she be but little, she is fierce", it's up to you to decide whether you find that flattering or terribly embarrassing.
-Cal always, and I do mean always, wants to share earbuds with you. It's pretty much his unofficial love language, and he has a whole lot of playlists he made for you to listen to together on different occasions. He has a special soft spot for walking around hand in hand, enjoying the sights, and listening to your favourite songs. And he's not going to renounce to this little tradition even when all you have are wired earbuds, and your height difference means he has to walk leaning to the side the whole way. Sure, his back might hurt in a few hours, but the happiness he feels when the two of you get to relax in your shared little world is way more than worth it.
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distortionbobble · 3 months
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have a lot of things going on so next ch rf isn’t ready but in the meantime… pilot!anakin? and subsequently, is it still called road head if you’re in. space. and there is no road…?
warnings: minors dni, road head (??)/ space head, low-key exhibitionism but over the comms (it was funny to me okay), handjob, spitting in mouth, facial, whatever have fun with it I listened to Nickelback while writing this so that’s especially funny to me
but I’m thinking about Anakin bringing you along on a flight drill, one that you’re definitely not supposed to be on but.. he gets so bored, y’know?
he definitely doesn’t regret it when you’re sitting in the co-pilot seat by his side, leaning over the arm rests to kiss his neck. he can feel you smiling against his skin, teasing at it with your teeth as rex barks out orders over the comms.
anakin’s got half a mind to shut it off, blasted noise distracting him from you in the seat next to him, running your hand up the length of his thigh, telling him to pay attention before we get lost, anakin and so he does, pays as much attention as he can while rex leads them to an asteroid field to practice maneuvers.
not that he needs practice. he's the best pilot in the galaxy, after all. and when he tells that much to you, your only response is a laugh as you shift to kneel between his legs, pressed into him because there's no room anywhere else thanks to the consoles.
"if you're such a good pilot, why don't you prove it?" you grin, leaning forward to suck the dry fabric that's covering his bulge, rubbing it with your hand when you lean back. "if you can get through this drill without being reprimanded a single time, i'll believe it."
"easy," anakin grins. you tuck your fingers into the waistband of his trousers-- take them off, you tell him without a word, and he's more than happy to listen. artoo, the poor droid, chirps in warning, fully aware of what the two of you are doing.
he only realizes that this might be a mistake when you've wrapped your mouth around his tip right at the moment he was supposed to pull the starfighter up, and he almost sends the ship flying right into the asteroid.
"nice move, general skywalker, but next time, pull up with the rest of the crew, will ya?" rex says over the comms.
"doesn't count as reprimanding, he said it was nice," anakin responds at your cheeky look up at him, mouth stuffed with his cock. you try to say something but the movement shoots straight to his dick, the vibrations almost too much for him to bear so he just taps your cheek and rests his hand on your head as he keeps flying. "didn't anyone ever tell you to not speak with your mouth full?" he asks you, teasing as he spreads his legs a little wider.
you're drooling all over him, taking him as far as you can into your pretty mouth, lips so warm as they wrap around his shaft. it's so hard not to thrust into your pretty throat but he's trying, promise, pretty thing.
"fuck baby, keep suckin' my cock like that and i'm gonna fucking crash," anakin says. he speeds up accidentally when you squeeze his leg, bobbing your head up and down as you twist your tongue around his dick, pulling the control a little too hard as he tries so hard to keep his eyes ahead.
"you're so fucking distracting," he says, pulling you off his length. you just smile, sticking your tongue out for him to spit onto it, which he does, running his thumb over your lips and pushing his and your saliva to your cheeks. you rub your face on his length, flicking your tongue up the vein on the underside of it, dragging your mouth down to his balls where you settle. you take them both between your lips, tugging at the skin as you moan with them in your mouth. messy, anakin thinks to himself, sparing a glance at you away from the asteroids. you wrap two hands around his length, pumping his cock as you lick and suck sloppily, your face shiny with spit and precum from having rubbed your face on his dick.
"rex, on your right; i wanna try the tyarian move from last time," anakin says over the comms, biting back a moan as your hand brushes against the edge of his tip.
it's while he's pulling this move off that you pull one hand off of him, sliding it between your legs and rubbing as you attempt to make the aching, throbbing mess a little easier, whimpering around his balls quietly.
that's what sends him hurtling over the edge, cum painting your face, dripping down your lashes to your pouty mouth as he moans, hand gripping the back of your neck as his hips follow the movement of your hand.
"huh, i guess you are a good pilot after all," you say, to which he laughs, pulling you onto his lap to kiss you messily as he pulls out of the maneuver.
"skywalker, you fuckin' animal, have you got someone in there with you?" echo hoots over the comms, with some of the other clones laughing in the background.
anakin turns bright-fucking-red.
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ahqkas · 2 years
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𝐨𝐨𝐨. TILL FOREVER FALLS APART; anakin skywalker
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pairing; anakin skywalker x gn!reader
summary; after waking up from another hearth wrenching nightmare, you're there to listen to and calm down your lover
word count; 2k (1k for angst, 1k for fluff)
warnings; major character death (in a nightmare!!), a bit of crying, nightmares, mention of the younglings and death, inspired by that one anakin & padmé scene (i changed some things), angst first fluff second, hurt/comfort, anakins nightmare slanders obi-wan, lmk if i missed smth !!
note; i want him to look at me like that 😕😕 i made myself vv emotional while writing this and that scene BREAKS me every time like it has no business being that sad 😕😕😕
likes, reblogs & comments are deeply appreciated as i love interacting w my writing<33
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"I was so worried about you. Obi-Wan told me horrible things, Ani."
That's how most of Anakin's nightmares started. You were in front of him, standing there with a bit of hope glistening in your wide eyes and a slight tremble in your shaking voice. Your cheeks were wet from the endless tears running down them and he didn't know the reason behind the action, which made him more confused. Why did the nightmares always started like that? Where did the very beginning go?
But he knew what was expected at the end. And he didn't like the ending in the slightest.
"What things?"
"He said you turned to the dark side. That you ... killed the younglings. Is it true? Did you do that?"
Did he? He should be ashamed of his action, he should regret them yet the only feeling that flowed inside him was the urge to save you, to keep you breathing and by his side. But an unsaid emotion flashed through him when he watched the young children fall into their never ending sleep of the very welcoming death and the life leaving their emotionless eyes as they would never sparkle with wonder again. "Don't listen to him, [Name]. Obi-Wan is trying to turn you against me."
A shake of your head was the only response he got from you and he wasn't sure if that was the answer he wanted, "No, he wouldn't do that. He cares about us."
"Us? He's jealous."
Obi-Wan didn't care about you and Anakin knew it. If he did care how you claim to know, you wouldn't be standing in front of your husband with tears streaming down your face as you watch the confused look on his face turn into one of anger and hatred. You would be somewhere safe, somewhere where the council couldn't discover your deepest secret and with your lover holding you like he promised he always would with nothing but adoration for you.
"He knows. He wants to help you. Anakin, all I want is your love. Please, come back to me."
You were begging at this point and he knew it. But you didn't understand. You didn't understand what would happen to you, to him, if he didn't take the matter into his own hands. The nightmares always ended the same and Anakin would do anything to change the plotline just so you could make it.
"Love won't save you, [Nickname], only my new powers can!" he ignored the cry of your own voice, at what cost? He's standing closer now and the emotions in your eyes seemed to grow more and more he's standing closer to you. And maybe if his own tears weren't blinding his vision, he would see that those emotions belonged to him. That you were hurting for him. "I'm stronger now, I can save you! I won't loose you the same way I lost my mother. I've become more powerful than any Jedi has ever dreamed of. And I'm doing it for you, to protect you." Protect you from him.
"Don't do this, Ani. Come away with me. We can run away together. From the council, from the responsibilities. Just you and me. Leave everything else behind while we still can. Our lives don't need to be the way they used to."
If it wasn't you who was standing in front of him, if he didn't love you so deeply, he would've scoffed at your stupidity. Haven't you been listening to him? Maybe you were right, love can blind those who were attached to each other, maybe you were blinded by the strong admiration. You definitely weren't seeing right. "Don't you see? We don't have to run away anymore. I have brought peace to the Republic. I am more powerful than the Chancellor, I can overthrow him. And together, the way we always wanted, you and I can rule the galaxy. Make things like we planned, sweetheart."
The familiar use of your nickname just brought more tears into your eyes. You missed the times when the nickname was spoken in the soft voice, soothing you into sleep while his flesh hand stroked your head as if trying to protect you from bad dreams. It sounded different back there. Now the sound of whisper was nothing but desperate, trying to lure you into something bad. "Where are you, Anakin? You've changed, it's not you anymore. Obi-Wan was right."
Even when the last part was rushed and whispered into the thin air, he heard it and it made his blood boil with anger. But not towards you, all his anger and hatred was never directed to you. The council, Obi-Wan, they held all the crimes in the centre of their palms and still acted like they were heroes, the good ones for everyone around them. "No, I don't want to hear any more about Obi-Wan. The jedi turned against me, don't you please turn against me."
This Anakin that stood before you wasn't the Anakin you met all those years ago on his home planet and fell in love with. This wasn't the one who made sure to kiss your forehead goodnight every night when you were together. He simply wasn't him. He who would take you on a speeder drive in the middle of the night when your loud thoughts wouldn't leave your mind alone. He who would spend days, months to build you the perfect droid to keep you company when the long missions started to be more common. He who you married on your home planet, knowing that you had Shmi's blessing to marry her only son. He who loved you truly and deeply.
You missed him more than anything now.
"I don't know you anymore. Anakin, you're breaking my heart. You're going down a path I can't follow. Stop, please, stop now. Come back. I love you."
Maybe in another universe things would be different and he could change the ending.
"Liar!"
The world started spinning and the only thing you could think about in your situation was the tight pain surrounding your throat. Your air flow was cut of, your hands weakly crawled at the skin, trying to push the invisible Force away, but no luck was at your side that night. If it wasn't for the tears clouding your mind at that moment, you would see the pain and anguish in your lover's eyes caused by his own actions but he knew there wasn't any way back anymore. You were lost and he would never get you back.
And as you started falling to the ground, something in Anakin snapped enough for him to clear his mind and realise what has just happened and what he did. His movements acted sooner than his thinking and his arms caught you just before your lifeless body hit the dirty ground. Slowly kneeling down, your head was resting in the crook of his forearm as he clinged himself to you, to feel your fading warm for the last time. What has he done?
With a sharp take of the air, Anakin's body flinched back to the reality of the dark night on Coruscant. He felt the sweat that wrapped itself around his torso, forehead and hands like a blanket making him slightly uncomfortable. His raspy breathing filled the air as he was still calming down from the newest nightmare. Yes, he did have those exact same ones often but this one was different, this one just felt too real and that's what scared him. Were you going to really die by his hand? No, he wouldn't let that happen. Not by his hand.
The Jedi turned his head to look into your direction on the bed and when he saw the peaceful expression on your face, he didn't know he would ever like to be this relieved in his entire life. You were there, by his side. And you weren't going anywhere soon, he'll make sure of that.
He slowly got up from the bed, making sure to not disturb your sleep, put a robe on his still sweaty body and stepped out to the chilly weather outside on the balcony. His hands gripped the railing tightly, the need to ground himself entered his self uninvited and at full force. You were okay and so were the younglings (he hoped). He's not a horrible person. It was just an usual bad dream.
You must have sensed the cold, empty place next to you because you found yourself standing next to Anakin, your head resting comfortably on his shoulder as his arms went around waist in a loving hug. "What's wrong, Ani?"
His chin found its place on the crown of your head as he gently mumbled into your hair. "Nothing, my love."
"Don't do this. Don't shut me out. Let me help you. You know I'm more than happy to hear you out. You're not alone, we're together in this." 
His arms around you wrapped just a bit tighter when the sudden flash of the dream made its way into his mind again. The comforting smell of your hair was soothing him now, reminding him of home. Of you. "It was just another nightmare, yeah. It felt so real as well, but you have no idea how glad I am it's not the reality."
You smiled into his collarbones and let the warm of his embrace sway you back into your dreamy state in his arms. Anakin took a deep breath, feeling the tears and fear finally entering his system. "It was like the ones I told you about, the ones about you, us. You were confronting me and, I don't know why but it angered me, seeing you agreeing with a person who betrayed me. So I just," he felt quiet after those words, like if he continued talking about his dream it somehow would become a reality. A reality he feared. Because his world revolved around you, his sun, and kept him grounded. Loosing you would make it all dark and empty, full of melancholy and hurt he was sure he couldn't escape from. Loosing you would shatter his soul and leave him alone in the cruel world. Loosing you would destroy his light side and bring an end to Anakin Skywalker. He wasn't the same without you. "I held your lifeless frame in my arms and I don't wish to see that sign again."
His hands went to push you away from him just far enough so he could press his palms to your warm cheeks, his thumbs dancing across your skin so gently you thought you might have imagined it. His eyes were a clear blue colour you grew to adore and something blossomed in your insides when you saw the look he was giving you. It was sad yet determined and full of fondness towards you at the same time. "I won't loose you, sweetheart. I promise you."
Giving your husband his favourite smile that held so much of unsaid feelings just for him, you grabbed his hands that were still resting on your face. He sent a small grin your way as well and slowly started to forget his biggest fear in your touch.
"You know I believe you, Ani. You're an incredible person and the most loving husband I could ever wish for and I hope you know that. Now come on back to bed, I can tell by the bags under your eyes how tired you must be."
Anakin breathed out a sigh of the much needed air and gave a small nod of his head, feeling nothing more than to accomplish this simple request of yours. Your arms made him feel more grounded than any railing ever could and he would be dammed if he lost you for real. With a quick kiss to your forehead, he slipped your hands into his and made the way under the covers, where he was sure he definitely could keep you safe.
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Padawan!Reader: Confession
Reader: *does fingerguns at Ahsoka*
Ahsoka: *does fingerguns back*
Reader: Did- Did you just say you like me too?
Ahsoka, blushing slightly: yes...
Obi-Wan:
Also Obi-Wan: What-
Anakin, proud: This is how the younger generation confess their feelings for each other
Obi-Wan: you're clearly joking-
Reader and Ahsoka: *violently making out*
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ghostofskywalker · 1 year
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Toriiiiiii ✨❤️❤️
I saw your requests were open so how would you feel about writing something for Anakin? Maybe with the prompt: “Where are we?!” “What makes you think I’m any less lost than you are?”
If you’re not feeling it absolutely no sweat 😄 I hope you have a fantastic Thanksgiving break! I’m abroad for the semester so this year I don’t have one, and I’m already missing the extra couple days off 😭
hi sophie!! studying abroad sounds so awesome, but i don't think i could make it to the end of the semester without this break, i really needed it 😂 and i loved your prompt, so i really hope you enjoy this!!
words: 1,085
summary: Feelings finally come to light when you have to share a bed with Anakin on a mission.
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The Things We Don't Tell the Jedi Council
You finally came to a stop after chasing your target for what felt like forever, and you retracted your lightsaber as you took a look at your surroundings. In your attempts to catch up with the man that the Jedi Council believed was a Separatist spy, you had weaved through the streets of a crowded city, and you now stood in the middle of a much less populated area, tall trees with purple leaves everywhere you looked. The sound of your comlink beeping pulled your attention back to the present. “I had him for a moment, but he slipped away” Anakin’s voice came through once you accepted the call. “What about you?”
“I chased him for a while, but he somehow disappeared into the crowd,” you said. “Where are you?”
“I don’t know,” he responded. “Where are you?”
If he were standing next to you at this point, you would have rolled your eyes at him for asking you that. “What makes you think I’m any less lost than you are?”
Silence. “Good point,” he eventually answered. “I don’t think the ship is coming to pick us up until tomorrow, do you have any idea where we can regroup and stay for the night?”
“I think there’s an inn in the town,” you said. “Do you want to meet me there? We should just ask someone for directions, because clearly neither of us know enough to get there on our own.”
“I think you’re right.”
A little less than an hour (and one confusing conversation with an exceptionally patient Falleen woman later), you were walking up to the front door of the inn, and you heard him call your name from behind you.
Letting out a sigh of relief you didn’t know you were holding in, you smiled at him. “I’m sorry we couldn’t get that guy,” you said.
“I told Obi-Wan this was a bad idea,” Anakin responded, shaking his head. “Now we’ve just tipped him off to the fact that the Republic is onto him.”
“It’s alright,” you responded. “We’ll catch up to him another day.”
Anakin looked like he wanted to say something, but decided against it at the last minute. “I suppose.”
By the time you managed to make it into a room, you were half asleep. It didn’t help that you only had enough credits for one room instead of two (this planet was expensive!), and on top of that, there was only bed.
You must have looked like you were about to cry, because Anakin gently touched your shoulder. “It’s alright,” he said. “If you’re not comfortable sharing the bed with me I can sleep on the floor.”
“I’m not going to let you sleep on the floor,” you said instantly. “I don’t mind sharing the bed.”
If you were being completely truthful with yourself, you wanted to share the bed with him. You could never deny that there was some kind of spark between you and Anakin, and despite all the warnings from older Jedi about the danger of attachments, you had fallen in love with him anyway. You could never pluck up the courage to tell him how you felt, but there was no point in that anyway. You were sure that he didn’t feel the same way, and it would never be allowed as long as you were both part of the Jedi Order. For those reasons, you kept your feelings to yourself.
Forgoing dinner completely (mostly because neither you nor Anakin was confident that you could find your way back to the inn if you left in search of food), you took turns washing up in the refresher before you got into the bed and turned off the light.
For a few moments, it was like the two of you were both holding your breath, not moving a muscle as you laid next to each other. You tried to block out the way that your thoughts were screaming at you and just go to sleep, but there was no way to ignore it. Yes, you had been dreaming of this for so long, but it was also complete and utter torture to lay next to him like this and not be together like you wanted to be.
Eventually, he seemed to have enough of it as well, and you heard him quietly say your name through the deafening silence. “Yes?” you asked.
You shifted, turning so that you were facing his direction, and he clearly had the same idea, but you ended up way closer to him than you had ever been before. There was light from the city outside filtering in through the blinds on the window, so you could see him fairly well. Your face inches from his, it was suddenly very hard to think. “Are you okay?”
“I understand if this makes you uncomfortable, but I really want to kiss you right now.” The words were already out of your mouth before you had realized what you said, but they didn’t seem to be a problem, because Anakin didn’t even bother to respond before he closed the gap between you and placed his lips on yours.
There was a certain thrill to kissing him, maybe it was because you had been dreaming of it for so long, or maybe because it was definitely against the Jedi Code, but in this moment, you could care less about what the rules said, all you wanted to focus on was the way his lips felt against yours.
When you finally pulled away, you stared intently at him. “What about the code?”
What escape Anakin’s mouth sounded like something between a snort and a laugh. “When have I ever been someone who has followed the rules before?” he asked, and you had to admit that he had a point there. “And besides, I’ve been in love with you since we first met, and I finally can’t hold it in for another moment.”
Still not totally convinced this wasn’t some wild joke, you continued to stare at him. “Really?” Your voice was quiet, but there was no mistaking the hopeful tone.
“Yes,” he said, leaning in to kiss you again, but stopping when your faces were just inches away. “So, are you in or not?”
Your answer was not spoken, but rather your movement to close the gap between you and him once more, but there was never any question about where you stood on this. Jedi Code be damned, you had everything you wanted right here.
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Just. Thinking abt needy ani
Such a powerful man, kneeling before you and tugging on your hips to press his face into the soft skin of your stomach. His nails digging into your flesh with how tight his desperate grip is. Looking up at you with tears welling in his eyes from need. So depraved and willing to do anything for a bit of your honey sweet affection.
Such a carnal craving he has for your touch, he won't rest until he feels your gentle hands run over his scarred body. As if you can heal every wound, past and present, with a single flick. The two of you resemble a deity and a loyal worshipper, who would do anything for you if you even hinted at it.
needy anakin is so real and so canon
i agree w everything you just said he really would throw himself down a flight of stairs if thats what you told him to do and hed like it. hed love himself a little bit more simply bcos he made you proud, he made you happy. wouldn’t matter what he’d have to do
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