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nwndrlndn · 9 months

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pregnancy

pairing : anakin skywalker x pregnant!reader; | wc : 0.9k | 18+MINORS DNI

warnings : pregnancy kink ( but open to anyone with a womb ), possessiveness, anakin is a crep and perv, mildly objectifying, unhealthy relationships and worldviews, "mommy" is used once, mentions of oral

for the last 6 months, anakin watched as you continued about your daily life in the short bursts of time you spent together. between missions and meetings, in the few days off, and every night he could come home to you. every moment he could spend with you he would. and when the days finally came where your clothes grew too tight and you needed looser outfits, he would offer to get you your clothes and fabric orders. in the mornings, he would pretend to sleep to watch you dress.

but it wasn’t enough. he waited patiently, smirking when people noticed the small and excusable signs of your current state. he knew you hated to lie but there was a certain wave of desire that washed over him, watching as you lied through your teeth as you claimed cravings were caused by a longing to travel freely and your irritable morning state on having rough nights. though he knew just how good your nights were, after all, he was the one helping you release after such long, busy days.

so when you finally started to show, his ego soared, especially as your bump seemed to grow faster than you could prepare for. ever the doting husband, anakin offered and advocated so that now he could help you get ready in the mornings and undressed at night. buttoning, zipping, brushing, smoothing, tying, and adjusting. and teasing, his hands had access to every part of you because you trusted him. but you also wanted to tease him. that had to be it. why else let him be the only one so close to you? to touch you each night and care for you?

and thats why when he came home from a mission, exhausted and singed from blaster shots and swings of red lightsabers that got too close, his breath stopped when he was greeted with the sight of you relaxed against your pregnancy pillow and your pristine white robe stretched to cover your bump, with a sliver of your bump still visible. he walked over to you, hanging up his coat and kicking off his boots mindlessly, his eyes focused on you as he worked his way out of his jedi robes.

“ani, you’re home! i wanted to show you something, i was looking into a place to stay and-”

“just a minute, my love.”

anakin felt bad, taking you by surprise and silencing you, and once he saw you begin to pout he reminded himself to be extra doting to make up for it. he was on you in an instant, careful not to put any weight on your stomach, his lips kissing your neck and shoulders. he tugs off your robe, setting it behind him as he moves to cradle you from behind, easing his cock into you as he holds you gently. he was so scared to hurt you and he held himself up to watch your face for any signs of pain, and once he was fully sheathed, he returned to littering your face and neck with kisses.

for a moment, he wanted want to hold onto your hips and your waist and squeeze as long as he could. but you would whisper to remember the baby. and anakin wanted to tell you he was, he was being so careful with you and your precious baby, so just let him kiss your soft, glowing skin. let him thrust into you carefully, no longer aiming to fuck into you as deep as his anatomy allows. just let him have you, not the parent he’s making you into. his words are punctuated with kisses, and thrusts, strong but slow. anakin’s lips lingering by your ear when he wants you to hear him.

“just three more months, im gonna put another in you as soon as i can.”

“you look so good, baby. you're glowing.”

“you’re just as tight as you’ve always been.”

“i bet you’re gonna be a great mommy, and i’ll keep putting more in you.”

“there’s gonna be so many little skywalkers running around, the council’s not gonna know what to do with them all.”

he was desperate, but he wasn't selfish. his hands knew you well, knew every soft spot and each place you needed to be touched. anakin knew you needed this, just as much as he did and he treated you like you deserved. you deserved better than this galaxy, he only felt content once he watched your face contort in pleasure and felt how tightly your hole squeezed him. anakin came in you with a grunt, holding you to him as he shuts his eyes for a moment. he promised himself that once he finally relaxed again, he’ll go down on you until your eyes are too heavy to hold open.

he was like those royal brats he meets across the galaxy, so absorbed in their dolls and themselves that they were useless to the world around them. but he understood them now, because he had you, and you had his child. you needed the care he provided, you needed him and so would your children, it was more binding than your marriage, it was something deeper than that.

he could listen to your endless fantasies for your child because he wondered and hoped the same things to a certain extent. only he wished for a girl who looked just like you, and you wished for a boy for some foolish belief that it would make him happy to have his firstborn be a son. he couldn't care less. he had you, and the child was the proof of it. and he would take as many children from you so he could see how happy an army of his brats would make you.

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hanasnx · 7 months

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You get all prettied up to go break up with your lover, ANAKIN SKYWALKER, because things have gotten too complicated. You’re not sure why you did it, showering and shaving chin to toe, applying your best scents and most expensive makeup, wearing your most form fitting outfit— a personal favorite of his. Maybe it’s to let him down easy in some way, give him something nice to look at while you break it off. He doesn’t take it well; the event ends with his dick bullying it’s way into your wet cunt, rearranging your insides. Teaching you to try to leave him, as if he’d let you, as if you’d last past a day without begging for this cock. How easy it was to flip you over and take what he wants, all because you’re that desperate for him to. That's why you got all dressed up, isn't it? Came all this way to taunt him with what he can't have? What did you think was gonna happen? Don't be stupid, are you stupid? Yes, yes you are. A dumb little hole, who else is gonna want you if you pull stupid stunts like this? This was a ploy for attention. Now trails of wet makeup stain your cheeks, your hair a ratted mess. You wanted to feel special dangling it over his head. Don't worry, angel, he'll fuck that need right out of you.

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luminoustarlight · 5 months

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OH MY GOSH I SAW UR POST ABOUT WANTING ANI FLUFF REQUESTS so i’m gonna just spit shit out into your inbox okay anyways

playing with his hair and he’s like all in love and he’s like laying on you right and then he like flips his body over and starts kissing you and saying how much he loves you and shit OHBMYFUCKINGGOD

thats like so basic but

Sweet Everythings | Anakin Skywalker (x gn!reader)

Admissions, cuddles, and kisses.

On the rare occasion that Anakin has a day off, he is absolutely spending it with you. He sneaks over to your apartment early, as quietly as he can manage but his arrivals always stir you out of your sleep.

When you groggily call out to him with tired eyes, his reply is always the same. "It's just me, angel. Go back to sleep." Anakin slips himself beneath your sheets, sidling up to you on the warm side of the bed. He drops a soft kiss to your shoulder while wrapping his arms around you and bringing your back to his firm chest. "My love," he whispers.

"Mmm," is all your foggy mind can conjure.

"You are my everything," Anakin says. "Every day I don't see you, I am yearning for you. I think about you on the battlefields, the promise of your love is what gets me through even the toughest of missions. I would leave it all for you, my angel. I think about it often..." Anakin's voice trails off.

You let him lull you back to sleep with sweet nothings. Or rather, sweet everythings. When he expresses how much he loves you, how much you mean to him, it is not nothing.

"I would leave the Order if you asked me to," is the last thing you remember Anakin saying before fully falling asleep.

You would never ask him to do such a thing— leave the Order. You know he is conflicted about many aspects of the War, the Jedi Way, the Prophesy, the attachment to you he's not supposed to have. But Anakin is a good Jedi. He is a good Master to Ahsoka and he is a good commander to the 501st. You would never ask him to leave the Order for you and you hate that he thinks you want him to.

Or perhaps it is what he really wants... and he needs you to be the reason for him to finally walk away.

When you awake up, Anakin's legs are tangled with yours. His head is on your chest, rising and falling as you breathe. You comb your fingers through his bed-head, detangling the knots in his dirty blonde waves. A rather firm pull awakes him up.

"Ow," he mumbles.

You grin. "Sorry, Ani."

"S'okay," he sighs. He lays his arm over your tummy while peppering kisses above the seam of your bed shirt. Warm lips against warm skin, your calming scent of Lavandula infiltrating his senses. "I love you, anyway." Anakin traces his lips over your clavicle and the early intimacy makes your whole nervous system send shocks to your nerve endings. Every little touch is heightened. You feel every kiss deep in your bones, his hands feel impossibly large on your hips as he crawls on top of you.

Anakin lays his full weight on you which makes you wheeze out a puff of air. "You're crushing me!"

"Nuh uh," Anakin replies. "If I was crushing you, you wouldn't be able to talk."

You roll your eyes, playfully hitting his shoulder. "Get off of me, you oaf!"

That gets him sitting up. Anakin's pretty face is contorted into a not so pretty face as he exclaims, "Oaf?!"

"I said what I said."

"Take it back."

"No," you jut your chin up in protest.

Anakin frowns. "Take it back or no kisses."

Oh, now that is something you simply cannot gamble. To not kiss Anakin is like Tatooine with only one sun— unimaginable. It's only a joke, but a knot of sadness forms in your throat. There are many rotations in which you can't kiss Anakin. Weeks upon weeks when he is away on a mission and you have little communication with him.

Those bouts are the toughest— when you are missing Anakin with your entire being and you can't be consoled by even your closest friend because not even she knows of your relationship.

Anakin can sense the uneasiness in you. Plus, the way your face falls is a clear indication that you are upset. "Hey," Anakin shifts off of you and props himself on his elbow. He runs the back of his fingers over your cheek as he wonders what he said wrong. "You know I was only joking, right?"

"I know," you sniffle. "It's dumb."

"It's not dumb, my love. What is bothering you?"

"Oh, Ani," you tuck his hair behind his ear with a smile. "You know I would never ask you to leave the Order for me."

The crease between Anakin's eyebrows deepens. "What are you..."

"It's hard to be away from you sometimes," you bite the inside of your cheek. Anakin absently draws on your skin with his mechanical limb. "Okay, all of the time. It's hard to be away from you every time we are apart. Encrypted files are never enough. Our stolen moments in the Temple are never enough."

Where you're going with this starts to terrify Anakin. Anxiety creeps into his bloodstream, heart rate ticking up as he fears he's about to lose the greatest, most wonderful thing in his life.

"But this," you say, grabbing Anakin's hands. "Ani... we are enough. It is the most sweetest thing to be loved by you, Anakin Skywalker. And I would go through hell or high water to keep you in my life. But I will never take you away from the Order if that is not what you truly want."

"I- I didn't realize you were awake when I said that. It's just something I have been meditating over. Do you know how happy you make me? I didn't know love until I met you." Anakin has somehow maneuvered himself on top of you once again. His nose brushes yours as your breath becomes one in the space between you. "If I were to leave the Order, it would be so that I could love you freely. Because you, my love, are all I ever want."

Anakin lowers his lips over yours, nothing over the top or too intense. It's just pure love. Poetry in motion as your lips move against each other. Anakin wraps his arms around your back and rolls you over so you're sitting on top of him. You cup his cheeks to press yourself even closer to him. There is nowhere else either of you would rather be.

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ahqkas · 2 years

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𝐨𝐨𝐨. CARELESS WHISPERS ; anakin skywalker

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

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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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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mountkennedie · 4 months

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An Anakin blurb for you today:

"You really get more irresistible every day." Anakin had that look in his eye again, and you knew it was only so long until he was going to act on what he was thinking.

"As do you, my love." I said while zipping up my dress, "However you must wait until after the party to do something about it." He used everything the Jedi Order had taught him about self-control to stay leant against the doorway of your shared bathroom. If he didn't hold your word to such a high standard, he would undone the work you completed with your dress in a second.

You felt his tension through the force. "We have had these reservations for months, General. And no bedroom eyes are going to make me think less of them."

"Oh, of course, my love. I would never make you do something you don't want," his voice turned into a lure on those last words. And being the prey, you nearly gave in.

He got off the doorway and approached you. In doing so, he lost the battle with himself, but with the way you looked in your dress, he didn't care much.

"Good," you pulled away from the mirror after finishing your lips. You were caged in by Anakin's hands on either side of you. He held onto the sink with an obvious restraint in his grip. "Then I won't need to worry about you trying to change my mind..?"

"Never," he muttered against your neck. The kiss he placed on the skin seared to the bone. One of the hands that clutched the sink had migrated to your waist. Pulling you into him so that he could further merge with your skin. He was a master of seduction, but if only you weren't so stubborn.

"Then let's go." I pushed past him and grabbed my purse.

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strangeshoepatrolbandit · 7 months

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Anakin Skywalker Masterlistֶָ֢

This is a Masterlist that contains both Anakin and Darth Vader. Some of the fics might be from my Alt account, @strangeshoepatrolbandit-alt.

Main-Masterlist ֶָ֢

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Fallen

Your brother fell to the dark side, now you must watch him die.

Saudade(Series)

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

▪︎NSFW▪︎

Messy

A small little thought came to me.

Riding his glove.

A small drabble where you grind on his glove.

Snippet(Not Finished)

Prof!Anakin and you have fun on his desk.

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skywlker-sluvtt · 9 months

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same anon from before hehe

⛓ for anakin!!

heheheheh i love writing for this kinky little shit. ive got too many smexy headcanons for him <3

anakin x gn!reader 18+ below the cut nsfw emoji ask game

⛓️ kinky headcanon

✧ dacryphilia. that's all i gotta say about him rn

✧ he adores watching you cry for him during sex from how good it feels/how overwhelmed you are by it all <3

✧ it's almost his whole goal just to see you cry, he even encourages it because it gets him even harder to see your eyes go glassy.

✧ “good, cry for me let me see those delicious tears, let me taste them”

✧ anakin watches them closely as they fall down your cheeks before licking them from the bottom of their trial back up to the corner of your eye. his hot wet tongue leaves drool across your face as he moans at the salty taste and repeats the same process on the other side as you sob. “Oh darling I wanna drink your tears, you look so gorgeous like this”

✧ he's a big fan of messy makeup for this reason. when you'd come home with day-old makeup, mascara smudged slightly around your eyes anakin was so hard. he started taking even more pleasure in it when he'd leave stains of runny mascara dripping down your cheeks.

✧ if you let him he wants to take photos of you in this state to jack off to when your not around <3

anakins a creep okay leave me alone

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fr-ogii · 11 months

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illicit affairs

jedi!anakin skywalker

x gn!reader; poc friendly

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⚠️ :: kinda angst?, swearing, anakin is lowkey an asshole

inspired by taylor swift’s “illicit affairs”

loving a jedi was hard. you never thought it would be easy, but you didn’t prepare yourself fully. sneaking out in the early morning after you slept over was something so humiliating you prayed every single day no one would find you.

it wasn’t that you were scared of getting in trouble for “distracting the chosen one”. trust me, you knew that was a possibility. but that wasn’t what scared you the most.

you knew how rumors worked. you knew you would be called a “slut” and that you were “whoring” yourself out. no one would listen to you if you said it was not like that. that’s not how it worked. they only heard what they wanted to hear.

And that's the thing about illicit affairs

And clandestine meetings and stolen stares

They show their truth one single time

But they lie, and they lie, and they lie

A million little times

you never thought it would get like this. not when you first laid your eyes on him. the longing glances whenever you were in the same room as him, only hoping that he might turn and meet your eyes, returning the look. maybe you would get lucky. maybe he would. but you knew he wouldn’t. he cared too much about his position as a jedi.

and yet, you never learned your lesson. you kept going back to him. maybe the jedi council would change the code. maybe he’ll be able to openly express feelings for you one day. until then, you’ll settle for loving him in private.

Don't call me "kid"

Don't call me "baby"

Look at this idiotic fool that you made me

You taught me a secret language

I can't speak with anyone else

he would never treat you as an equal. at least not in this time line. it wasn’t in his nature. you were younger than him and he would never let you forget that. he was always the smarter one, he always made the better choices. at least that’s what he insisted was the truth. he was too stubborn to admit otherwise.

sometimes you just wanted to slap him. to snap him out of his messed up way of thinking. to stop him from allowing others to flirt with him.

that was what bothered you the most. you could deal with not being public. but allowing others to think that they had a chance was something you struggled to excuse for the life of you.

it wasn’t long before you forgave him, though. you could never stay mad at him long. there was something about the way he smiled at you. the way he made you laugh. the way he held you. even the way he smelled. he was so addictive that he had you coming back for more, every single time.

And you know damn well

For you, I would ruin myself

A million little times

he ruined you. you could never love another the way you love him. he was the perfect man, even when he was less than perfect.

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cannibalizedyke · 2 years

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I Like You

Anakin Skywalker x GN!Reader

Word Count: 494

Warnings: Mild language, injury and medical care

Summary: Anakin doesn't want to go to the medical ward, but after meeting a pretty nurse he decides it's not that bad.

A/N: Aaaaa my first Anakin fic!! I hope it's not too bad, I'm not super experienced in writing for Star Wars. I hope you enjoy!!!

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Anakin Skywalker was pissed.

He was fine, a bullet in his leg wasn’t going to be the death of him, he could pull it out, hastily bandage it, and boom. Good as new.

Unfortunately, Obi-Wan disagreed. He’d sent Anakin sternly down to the medical ward, telling him not to come back till his wound was properly handled - by Obi-Wan’s standards, not Anakin’s.

So here Anakin was, trudging down to the medical ward with a scowl on his face and a limp in his step. Pissed. He swung the door open, glowering at the nurses, doctors, and patients. He didn’t need to be here.

“Goodness, someone’s having a temper tantrum.” A pleasant, teasing voice sounded from his left. You, a pretty human nurse with raised eyebrows and a wide smile, shook your head at him. “Tell me what’s the matter, please, Master Skywalker.”

Anakin huffed, following you to a bed. “Got shot in the leg. I’m fine, though, honestly. Pull it out and get a bandage and you’re good as new. I don’t need to be down here.”

“Let’s let the medical expert decide that, shall we?” You let him pull his pant leg up so you could examine the wound. “That’s a gnarly one. Gonna have to pull it out and disinfect it, which may sting a little.”

“Whatever.”

“I’m (Y/N), by the way,” you told him as you grabbed a pair of tweezers. “Hold still. This is gonna hurt.” You dug the tweezers into the wound and quickly pulled the bullet out. Anakin gasped in pain, eyes wide. “Sorry. We’re almost done, just gotta disinfect it and wrap it up.” Anakin nodded, teeth clenched and eyes squeezed shut. He felt a burning sting and then a warm, wet cloth being gently dabbed onto the wound, then something tightly being wound around his thigh. “Done,” you said, and he opened his eyes.

His leg was bound in a neatly wrapped bandage; though he hated to admit it, it looked a lot better than when he did it himself. “Thanks,” he grumbled, avoiding your gaze.

“Wow, I didn’t think that word could come out of your mouth!” you gasped, a hand to your chest in mock surprise. You laughed and helped him up. “You’re welcome. Be careful on it for about a week and you should be good as new. Come back here if it acts up, okay? Ask for me specifically. I like you, Skywalker.”

Anakin blinked. Most people didn’t like him. Sure, Obi-Wan did, but that was more in a begrudging mentor type of way. He wasn’t used to making good impressions on pretty nurses. “Uh, thanks. I, um, I like you too.” That felt weird too. He liked you? He hardly liked anyone. He knew it was true, though, even before he said it. He liked you, the pretty human nurse with your wide smile and teasing comments. He liked you.

Maybe the medical wing wasn’t as bad as he thought.

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wifeofasith · 8 months

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2AM thoughts

Sluttyness aside, I just want to sleep with Anakin. Not in a sexual way; just sleep with him. Under the same blanket and so so close, we don't even need a second pillow. Just hug him tenderly, run my fingers through his toned back, and nuzzle my face into his chest. He'd have his arms tightly wrapped around me, one on my back, another on the back of my head. His lips pressed into my hair all through the night. He's so soft and warm, and he makes everything okay.

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nwndrlndn · 9 months

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desperation

pairing : aotc!anakin skywalker x his right hand | wc : 0.9k | 18+MINORS DNI

warnings : anakin is a sub; exhibitionism, masturbation, yearning, sex drive expected for padawan anakin, objectification, self degredation, mentions of overstimulation, dacryphilia.

His left arm supported him as he shuts his eyes and pants. As he slowly blinks his eyes open, he can see his cock in his hand as he jerks himself off into the blue light of a hologram of his love. This was his 8th time rewatching the same video and fourth failed attempt to get off. It had been a few weeks since he had seen them and since he last successfully got off. Their twice daily holograms left him in a state of erotic limbo, not helped by his erratic emotions. The messages were entirely innocent, but after the first three days without you, they took on a new meaning to him. The stress and pressure of his mission left him looking for release, one that he felt came easiest between your legs, or between if your lips if there wasn't enough time.

He shuts his eyes, finally feeling close to relief and he lets himself moan, his eyes half-lidded as he watches the way your lips move in the recording. Anakin looks at where he thrusts into his fist with a groan, and he wishes he still had that recording where you kept moving in place. But of course, Obi-Wan and the council had to call and ruin the recording and night for him. His lips are parted as he pants, wishing he could just touch you, and not just be lit up by the holoprojector’s light.

“...Have a good night, Ani. I miss you, stay safe.” And with that, the light blue hologram of his beloved faded away and. Anakin sighed and moved to play it again only for the soft beeping of his holoprojector, warning him that the battery had been depleted and he sighed, thats what he gets for watching their message on a near constant loop since he received it. In a moment of anger, he tucks his frustratingly hard cock back into his pants before throwing the device towards the bed of the Alderaanian apartment he was assigned to. Obi-Wan was a few floors down in his own in a hostel style room.

If Obi-Wan knew that Anakin had used the Jedi mind-trick to get his own room, he’d probably be stuck on Temple laundry duty for a month again. He huffs, and when he goes to charge his holoprojector, he smiles to himself. How were they doing, it was late, perhaps they were already asleep? Or maybe they were rewatching the hologram he sent this morning and awaiting his next. Were they worried his reply was late?

With a huff, he stepped out onto the balcony and looked out over the landscape of Alderaan. His eyes traced the distant mountains and then down at the nearby lake. Was the water warm or was it cold? There was steam raising from some areas of the water. Would it be like that one time they went to a hot spring? Anakin shut his eyes for a moment and his hand slips back into his pants, and took a hold of his member again, shutting his eyes as he tried to slip back into his memory.

What was the color of that towel they had worn? And when exactly had it been abandoned? Was it when he started to stammer? Or was it when he kept moving away in shame of how pathetically hard he was? As the memory starts to come back, he pulls his cock out and starts to jerk, quietly mumbling their name through his parted lips.

With enough thought and careful work in the force, he can almost convince himself he isn't on a hotel patio, fucking his hand as he whines and moans. For a moment, Anakin thinks he’s finally wed them and now stand together in what would now be their shared suite, in the center of that horrendous conversation pit they had installed in the months before this mission. They had looked so happy in it, telling him how much they had planned for the space.

But all he can imagine as he slumps against the wall of the balcony and looks out at the setting sun is laying on those soft couches with their beloved riding him. Anakin wants them to take, to ride him until they tire of him. Until they are so sick of his tears, whining, and the pathetic way he looks at them that they stop. He needed them, and needed them to want him as much as he needed him. As a knot settles in his stomach, and he continues to desperately stroke himself quickly and let himself indulge himself in a fantasy.

They were so kind to him, he knew his partner would never do it, but he hoped. He hoped one day, that they would get a bit too tired of his libido and how his body would get too eager and overstimulate so quickly. They would hold him down in that horrid pit and ride him for as long as they could, use him, even after he’s filled him as much as he can and shoots blanks into their hole. He needs them to tell them how beautiful his tears are but also how useless they are. How he is theirs and that’s what matters, not how exhausted he feels.

With a string of strained curses and a moan, he finally comes from his hand, shutting his eyes and not caring where his seed lands. For a moment, he challenges himself and continues to stroke, but his moan becomes a whimper and he curses how sensitive he is. He tilts his head back and sucks in breaths from his parted lips, and then he hears it.

The small 5 note alert that his holoprojector made after it was done charging.

Time to respond.

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hanasnx · 9 months

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fratboy!anakin headcanons

part: 3 | part 1 ⟹ part 2

minors dni 18+

word count: 0.8k | character(s): anakin skywalker x gn!reader

notes: do not give anyone road head it is so dangerous.

warnings: no use of y/n, mention of reader being shorter than anakin, mentions of copping feels, drug use mention (weed, acid, shrooms) and mention of sex on acid, mention of road head, mention of twitter porn links.

☥ If you sound interested in meditating and yoga, he’d ask if you wanted to join him on the basis he’s “really good at it.”

Sits quietly in meditation with a curated playlist of music and lit incense. Cop feels while he directs your body in poses.

He usually does both in the morning to stretch and center himself and get ready for his day, using a daily YouTube video from “Yoga with Adrienne.”

It’s not that you’re bad at it or know the poses by name but when he sees you putting pressure on your knee incorrectly, he comes up behind you real close and moves your body for you. Puts his big hands on your hips and pulls you back into him, and acts all innocent when you call him on it. He knows what he’s doing.

Showering you with compliments. “Lookin’ good, baby, you sure you haven’t done this before?”

and “I see you closing up here. lemme relax you.” beginning to massage your thighs, sliding up to your ass— as if it isn’t intimate enough already.

There’s a part of you that wants to keep dangling yourself out of his reach. “Ani, I don’t think we should be doing this.”

When he speaks, his lips murmur against the back of your head, warm breath washing over your neck. “It’s okay, it’s just yoga; you’re so tense.”

☥ He doesn’t sleep much. Nightmares aren’t an uncommon occurrence, but he suffers from a case of insomnia for a number of other reasons. So his time is spent doing other things. He has the graveyard shift at his job which tires him out enough for an hour or two long power nap until he can get to class or the gym or hockey practice.

☥ Extremely disciplined despite your preconceived notions. He sticks to a schedule: a healthy diet; takes his job seriously (even if he believes he’s the best person there and should move on to better things); committing to hockey and its demands; and has a brain that processes things like homework in a record time you’re envious of.

☥ Does smoke weed occasionally for “spirituality.” He’s done acid and shrooms for the same reason. All three being low on the risk factor of drug use, which is one of the reasons he was comfortable trying them out.

He wants to take a tab with you and fuck. All of your senses heightened, and inhibitions lowered. It’s mind-blowing. He wants to blow your mind and your back out.

☥ Has gotten road head from you before. It only made him drive faster.

☥ Plays Minecraft with you and you have a server together. (Named after your ship name. He doesn’t tell you that.)

☥ Movie nights where you swap your favorites. You show him Pride and Prejudice (2005) and he shows you Tron: Legacy (2010).

☥ Sends you Twitter porn links captioned; “us💕”

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thefuseoftemptation · 3 months

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me whenever I read smut with the straightest face ever:

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ahqkas · 2 years

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𝐨𝐨𝐨. TILL FOREVER FALLS APART; anakin skywalker

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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