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mykinkyyandere · 2 years
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Imagine Y/N's agent asking her to take pictures of a different supermodel, because the previous photographer is currently sick. Supermodel Anakin doesn't even know that until until he enters the building and sees Y/N taking pictures of another male supermodel. How does Anakin react...
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Warnings: Yandere
Anakin: *cool hot supermodel walk* Who is this person? And what are you doing here baby?
Hot model: You're not allowed to be here. Leave my photographer alone and speak to my manager if you have any problem.
Anakin: How come she's your photographer? She's MY photographer and my photographer can't do the job of any cheap model!
You: Please calm do-
Anakin: Why don't I know about this, my angel hm?
Hot model: *annoying shit smile* What? Are you guys dating or something? You seem so jealous. *touches your hair*
Anakin: *punches him*
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bon-sides-sw · 3 months
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Obi-Wan wants to introduce Anakin to someone, sadly Anakin doesn't know many manners.
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faeome · 4 months
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Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x fem!reader.
Summary: Anakin gets jealous when he sees you talking to Obi-wan.
Word count: 2.6k
Warnings: 18+ only! Mean!Anakin, choking, inappropriate use of force, spanking, bit of degradation, pet names, overstimulation, P in V, creampie, aftercare.
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It wasn’t a surprising fact that Anakin was a jealous person. Growing up with nothing, he liked to know that he had something that was truly his. In this case you. He had been obsessed with you from the moment he first saw you. At first, he tried so hard not to break the Jedi code, but you just would not leave his mind. It all started with stolen kisses that seemed harmless back then. Anakin had a strong willpower and he would not let you break down his walls so easily. Or so he thought… Well, here you were now.
Your relationship was complicated, to say the least. Since both of you were Jedi, you were prohibited from attachment. That did not stop you from sneaking into each other’s rooms at night, when everyone was asleep though.
Obi-wan had just returned from the mission, so like a good friend, you decided to greet him. It was nothing special, just you making sure he was okay, and him cracking jokes about how Anakin was staring daggers at him.
You had not told Obi-Wan about your secret relationship with his apprentice, but it did not take a detective to figure it out. If he knew, He was quiet about it. Though, you knew he was against Anakin breaking the rules.
He would often try to get Anakin to open up about you, but he never succeeded. Anakin thought that Obi-Wan was secretly in love with you, and no matter how hard you tried to convince him that he just cared about you as a friend, he just would not accept that. For this reason, any mention of your name from his master got him irritated.
“If looks could kill, I’d be dead right now.” Obi-Wan’s voice broke you out of your thoughts
“Huh?” You replied, not realizing what he was hinting at.
“Anakin. He has been staring at me like he wants to murder me since I got here.” He explained.
“Oh,” You feigned innocence. “Is there a reason for that? Did you fight over something or-” Your blurt was cut short when you felt a cold metallic hand on your shoulder. It was Anakin.
“Your master is looking for you.” He said in a cold tone, not even looking at your face.
“What? I was just with him and he said I was free-”
“Well, you can just go and check it out since you don’t have anything better to do anyway.” He replied sarcastically, staring at Obi-Wan, who was just looking at you two, clearly amused.
You rolled your eyes, irritated at his tone. He spoke like the whole damn galaxy belonged to him.
“Well, see you later, then.” You told Obi-Wan, happy that his interrogation about you and Anakin was over, but annoyed about your master.
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It was already evening now. After you found out that your master was gone on a mission, and there was no way he could have wanted to see you, you were fuming. Anakin had once again lied to you and you believed it, without a doubt. You were sick of this. You were sick of his little games, and this was the last straw. That is why you decided that it was a good idea to go to his headquarters at a late hour and confront him.
You harshly opened his door, not bothering to knock. The room was dark and if you did not feel him in the force, you could have thought that he was not there.
“Anakin?” You harshly called out. He did not reply.
Once your eyes got used to the darkness, you could make out a figure standing. He was looking out of the window.
“Stop ignoring me. You are acting like a child,” you started.
You saw him turn around and heard a low chuckle, which sent goosebumps down your spine.
“Am I?” He said calmly, a little too calmly for your liking.
You turned on the bedroom lamp to see him better, the warm lightning making his face more angelic than ever. Has he always been this beautiful?
“Why did you lie to me?” You felt the anger rushing back to your body. “Do you think that you can just manipulate me at any moment? You think that I’m- I-,” You knew that you were shouting at him, but you did not care.
“That you are what?” Anakin asked.
You did not reply, not being able to form a sentence from the anger.
Anakin looked down at you, staring into your eyes. “That you are a dumb little bitch, who would let anyone touch her? Would you let Obi-Wan touch you the way I do, huh? Would you let him fuck you?” His voice was laced with venom.
Your face turned red from anger, did he really think so low of you?
You did not realize what was happening when you slapped him in the face with all your strength. The slap echoed in the silence of the room.
Anakin touched his face where you had slapped him, looking down at you with a sinister gaze. He grabbed your arms, roughly shoving you into the wall.
“Do that again.” He growled in your ear. “I dare you to do that again and see what happens Y/N.” He repeated.
His body was against you, pressing you against the wall so you could not move. He let go of your arms, easily taking your wrists into his metallic hand and holding them behind your back.
“Look at me when I’m talking to you.” Anakin grabbed your face with his flash hand, squeezing your cheeks roughly and making you tilt your head upwards so you could look at him.
“You do not talk back to me. You do what I tell you to do, and you never ever slap me again.” He lowered his head to your ear. His voice sent goosebumps down your spine, making you wet. You were not gonna give in that easily, though. You were still so angry at him.
“Fuck you.” You said, looking at him straight in the eyes.
“Oh, you will sweetheart,” he replied.
“Fuck you Anakin,” You repeated. “You don’t tell me what to do. We aren’t even together.” You saw him clench his jaw at that. “I can do whatever I want to do. And if I want to fuck Obi-Wan, that’s exactly what I’m gonna do, or maybe I already did. Maybe I fuck him. What are you gonna do about it?” You heard him chuckle. That was not a good sign.
He suddenly stopped, turning ever so serious.
“You fuck him, huh? Is that true?” He questioned you and you could feel him trying to get in your mind with his force. You were not weak though, you were gonna resist.
“Maybe it is, so what?” Anakin did not seem amused anymore, he was staring down at you angrily, like a predator.
“Listen Ani…” you started to explain, not wanting to go too far when you felt a pressure on your throat. He was choking you with the force. You opened and closed your mouth, desperately trying to breathe, but Anakin did not seem fazed at all. He looked amused like this was entertaining to him. The pressure was only getting stronger and you felt the strength leaving your body.
“A-Anakin p-please,” you begged him.
He took advantage of your weakened state and forced his way into your mind. You felt him digging dip in your thoughts and only when you felt like passing out did he let go.
You fell on the floor, once his strong hands were not supporting your weight anymore. Your breaths came out shallow. Your throat was burning and you were almost shaking. You tried to stand up, but your legs felt like jelly.
Anakin came towards you and looked down at your disheveled state. “You are a bad girl. You know that, right?” He crouched down and touched your chin to make you look up at him. “Speak when you are spoken to,” he growled.
“I know.” You replied weakly.
“Good.” He sat on the bed. His legs were spread widely and you could see his sculpted chest from his half-open robe. “C’mere,” he said softly patting his lap.
You stood up and went towards him, standing between his legs. His head was at the level of your chest and you could see him looking at you passionately.
"Well, you need an invitation?” He tugged on your wrist making you sit on his lap. You could feel his hard dick pressing into your ass. “You were talking big just a few minutes ago. What happened? Cat got your tongue?” He was taunting you.
“Shut up, Anakin.” You managed to say.
“I’d watch my language if I were you, doll.” He replied and opened your shirt, tossing it on the floor. His flesh hand was wrapped around your waist tightly, so you could not move. You were not wearing a bra, so he did not waste any time. He started sucking and biting on your nipples, making you hiss. “ ‘M gonna need you to lie down with your ass up.” He said with a final slap on your hardened nipples.
“No, I don’t want to.” You protested.
“I never asked if you wanted it, now, did I?” He replied, hinting for you to lay down.
You did as you were told. You laid on his legs and arched your waist a bit. You knew what was gonna happen and you were guilty to admit that it excited you.
He lifted up your skirt and tore your soaked panties with his metallic hand. “Count,” he ordered and you knew better than to resist.
You could not stop yourself from screaming out when you felt his metallic hand connect with your bare ass. “fuck” you cursed.
“Watch your fucking language.” Anakin warned you. “And fucking count, do not make me say it again.”
“one,” you murmured. You could feel the smirk that was glued on his face. You jumped at every slap, your ass was stinging and you were sure it was bruised.
“Twenty,” Your eyes were tearing and you were breathing as if you ran a damn marathon.
“Such a good girl,” he praised, smoothing your reddened ass. He finally let you go. You were now sitting on his leg, his one hand around your waist again, his metallic one teasing your entrance. His cold fingers started circling your clit slowly.
“You are so damn wet. Does me spanking your ass turn you on?” You whimpered. “I asked you a question.”
“You turn me on Ani, no one else but you.” You tried to reach his face, but he roughly grabbed your hand. “You were such a bad girl, doll. You don’t get to touch me unless I say you can.” You sighed.
"On the bed now! On your knees.” He ordered. You did as you were told, getting on your knees on the bed and arching your back. You could hear him taking off his clothes and you involuntarily clenched your legs together, getting even wetter if that was possible.
He grabbed your hair, shoving you down on the bed so you could not move. You could feel the tip of his cock teasing your entrance and you closed your eyes, getting ready for the sensation.
His metallic hand was on your hip, his grip so hard that you were sure it would bruise. He slammed his hips into yours, entering you in one swift motion, without a warning. You yelped, trying to pull your head up a bit, but his grip was stronger, not letting you move.
“Shit,” he moaned, fastening the pace.
“Ani, slow down, please,” You begged, but to no avail.
“Shut your mouth” he growled, making you clench around him. “Fuck, you’re so tight." Both of you were moaning in sync.
“Ani, I’m close,” you moaned out, trying to hold your orgasm.
“Don’t fucking cum,” he ordered, emphasizing his words with a brutal slam of his hips.
You tried so hard not to, but it was too much. His big dick was hitting your cervix every time he moved his hips and the sounds he made were turning you on even more. With a loud moan, you came around his cock, your walls pulsating around his thick length.
“Shiiit,” he drawled. “I told you not to fucking cum, but you just don’t listen, do you?” He gripped your neck and pulled you up, pressing your back against his chest. The new position made his dick reach even further inside you and you were so full of him that you felt like passing out. His flash hand was around your neck, choking you. His other hand was massaging your breasts roughly. He was pounding into you like an animal in heat.
“A-Anakin, s’ too much, slow d-down.” Your eyes were filled with tears from the overstimulation. He was choking you so hard that you could hardly speak.
“Shut up,” he whispered in your ear, sucking on your pulse point. “Your heart is hammering doll, this must be hard for you.” He pointed out. You just moaned as an answer. “Being left at my mercy like this, not being able to resist me, to stop me,” he continued, tightening his grip on your throat even more.
He was everywhere, touching you in every place. It was all too much. You had no strength left. Your head was slumped against his shoulder and all you could do was moan. You could feel a heat gathering in your core again. You wished you could touch his face, but you knew better than that.
“You can touch me.” He whispered in your ear, biting on your earlobe.
“Get out of my head,” You panted, embarrassed that he knew what you were thinking about.
“Your thoughts are just too loud.” He smirked, snapping his hips harder into you.
You softly touched his face, your fingers tracing the scar on his eyebrow. “I’m gonna cum,” you moaned.
“Shit, me too,” Anakin agreed. He was still hammering into you. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum inside you.” You moaned at his words.
He tilted his head towards you and kissed you hungrily. His tongue was into your mouth, exploring every inch of it. You bit his lip making him hiss.
“Tell me you love me.” He panted, looking at you with an intense gaze.
“I love you Anakin, more than anything. I really do.”
He closed his eyes, focusing on your words. “Say that again.”
“I love you so much,” you repeated, your cheeks reddening.
“You’re mine, only mine.” He moaned into your ear. you nodded.
“Say it.” He ordered.
“I’m yours Ani. I want only you, no one else, but you.” You could feel your walls clenching at the confessions. The second orgasm was way more intense than the first. Anakin followed you, his dick twitching, painting your walls white. He kissed you, swallowing your moans.
When he pulled out, you collapsed on the bed. You were so tired, that you could hardly open your eyes. You could feel the cum leaking out of your hole, but you did not care. Anakin lay beside you. He was spooning you. Your back was against his bare chest and his hand was protectively wrapped around your waist. He started playing with your hair.
“Did I hurt you?” He asked in a low tone.
“No… well, yeah, but in a good way, I guess,” you replied. He hummed.
“I hate when you talk to him,” He confessed, hinting at the earlier conversation you had with Obi-Wan.
“I know, Ani, but he’s my friend. You can’t prohibit me from doing so.”
“yeah, I know,” he said and kissed your temple. “that doesn’t mean that I have to like it.”
you sighed at his stubbornness.
“Next time though, if I see you chitchatting with him, I’m gonna fuck both your holes so hard that you won’t be walking for a week.”
“Is that a promise Skywalker?” You turned to him raising an eyebrow.
“Yes, it is,” he smirked.
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A/N: Part two? 👀 Also, requests are open so feel free to send some in...You can see who I write for in my masterlist. As always, feedback is appreciated.
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keistance · 1 year
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"he has a terrible personality" well yeah. obviously thats part of the charm
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kittimau · 2 years
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skywlker-sluvtt · 1 year
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jealousy angry sex to fluff what do you think I really love a jealous ani like in the clone wars
I adore jealous clone wars Anakin. The whole Padme and Clovis thing was just so 🤤 especially when Anakin beat the shit outta him. Here's a lil headcanon-y piece. I went a lil overboard but...I kinda like it 🫣 I hope you enjoy lovey.
Warnings: degrading, dirty talk, no protection (please be safe), spanking, possessive asf behaviour, and more 18+!!!
Word Count: 1.5k
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➮ Anakin is so vocally jealous. He’s a cocky ass hole and he will talk to the person flirting with you in the most condescending way ever and it gets on everyone’s nerves.
➮ He’s just so possessive of you and wishes you just wore a sticker on your shirt saying “Anakin’s my husband go away” so everyone fucks off. He also starts getting annoyed at you if you seem to be entertaining someone's flirtatious behaviour. Anakin’s watching you with some douchebag and he’s thinking “Yeah I bet that dick head can’t make you cum as good as I can” cause his mind goes straight to sex.
➮ It starts with his firm assertive ‘I’m the most powerful Jedi in the galaxy, fear me fucker’ voice. He stands up straight, with crossed arms and a clenched jaw as he storms over to retrieve you. (this part is incredibly sexy because he’s so hot and jealous)
➮ You can just feel the envy radiating off his body and you almost enjoy it. Anakin will make some shitty excuse to take you away making it somewhat obvious you’re his and only his. He’ll firmly grab your arm basically pulling you away from the guy. Anakin shares his partner with no one. If anyone is even talking to you with any kind of suggestive tone Anakin will go for their throat and sometimes it can be a little embarrassing if he makes it seem like you can’t take care of yourself.
➮ “Anakin! That was humiliating I can look out for myself I don’t need you constantly lurking around me asshole” You complain pacing your shared bedroom. “Oh I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to embarrass you in front of your new boyfriend,” He says sarcastically. “You possessive jealous little boy. Get over yourself” You roll your eyes frustrated with his behaviour, but knowing where it will get you is the real goal here 🤭
➮ “Possessive? I’ll show you possessive” He growls standing up and towering over you. His large muscular frame is just too much to deal with. He grabs your face gripping your jaw to make you look at him. “Do you not value my protection love?” He asks his eyes are dark with lust. “I don’t need you over my shoulder constantly” You huff. “You’re so naive Y/N” He states. You turn your head avoiding his dangerous gaze. “Darling, who do you belong to?” He asks in such a fake-sweet-sounding tone. This is when he decides he’ll just fuck the bratty attitude out of you. “I don’t belong to anyone” You reply. He scoffs before pressing a hard, lewd kiss to your lips.
➮ Knowing what’s coming next you return the kiss threading your fingers through his hair as you both fight for control in the kiss. His tongue dominates yours and he pulls away smirking. “Strip for me, then get on the bed” Anakin whispers lowly in your ear giving your ass a smack and you’re quick to do as he says. As you take your panties off he snatches them from you. “Hey!” You try to grab them back and he smirks. “I think I might keep these in case I have to gag you” He replies swinging them around his finger and making you turn bright red.
➮ He’s the kind of guy to act fake sweet and humiliate you before angry fucking you till you can’t cum anymore.
➮ Slowly, you get on the bed as he takes off his own robes. “Touch yourself” He states still standing at the end of the bed. “What?” You reply shocked by his request. “Touch. Your. Self. Don’t make me repeat myself” He says again as you hesitantly move your hand down to your dripping heat. Biting your lip you slowly begin to circle your swollen cunt and Anakin can’t help but smirk watching the way your eyebrows are drawn together and the breathy moans you let out. “For someone who doesn’t need me you’re soaked princess” He sneers coming even closer to you, his eyes trained on your pussy. “Not for you” You reply. “Really?” Anakin laughs. “Should I leave? Maybe I’ll find someone at a bar who wants me” He sighed getting up. “N-No, no Anakin I-I didn’t mean it,” You whine reaching up to grab his arm and pull him back.
➮ He puts you on your back and cages you between his arms. “That’s what I thought, you're just my needy little slut aren’t you,” He chuckled, the sound of his breathy laughter making you rub your thighs together in pleasure. “I am” You whimper pulling him down for kisses. You yelp as he flips you on your stomach and roughly squeezes your ass while kissing your neck and back. Anakin’s a sloppy messy bitch and decides to lick up your spine and make you squirm first. “Ass up,” He says firmly. You shift positions gently and he gives you a few hard spanks making you moan.
➮ “God you’re so easy,” He tells you grabbing your hips and pushing his hard cock inside of you. “You just love all this attention don’t you, is that why you flirt with these creeps? You’re an attention whore huh?” He asked. You stay silent and he grabs a handful of your hair tugging you upward and keeping your back to his chest. “Answer me” He whispers biting your earlobe. “Yes” Is all you whisper wiggling your hips desperate for him to move. “Please Ani” You continue before he lets you go and starts fucking you at a merciless pace letting out his pent-up anger on your tight pussy.
➮ You’re whining into a pillow moaning at how deep he is inside of you. Anakin’s hands gripping your hips, his cold metal hand probably leaving marks. “You like it when I fuck you, dumb sweetheart, I bet your boyfriend couldn’t make you feel this good” Anakin grins in your ear. “H-He’s not my b-b-boyfriend” You stutter barely being able to speak from pleasure. “I’m the only person that can turn you into such a dumb cock drunk whore” Anakin continues his dirty talk the whole time.
➮Then he reaches down and grabs your throat pulling you back into him. You let out a loud moan at the angle change and he’s holding you up tight against him while he’s fucking you. “Ani” You whimper and he gently squeezed your airway closed. “Good girl taking me so fucking well” He rasped. He lets go of your throat he uses that hand to play with your clit. “Tell me who owns this pretty little cunt baby” His sadistic grin is crazyyy. “You do Anakin! You” “Mhm yeah I do”
➮ “Please l-let me cum Ani I promise I’m yours all yours” You moan before he flips you on your back. Anakin loves the sight of you all messy and sweaty desperate for his dick. “Good girl, you are mine. You don’t need anyone else” He continues fucking back into you causing you to start scratching his back. “I’ll make sure they all fucking know your mine” He groans leaning down to suck the biggest, purple hickeys across your neck to get his point across. “Cum on my cock sweetheart,” He says licking across the marks. “Anakin! Oh, fuck Anakin” You moan coming undone around him quivering in ecstasy. “Mhm, baby I’m gonna cum so deep inside you, get you all p-pregnant with my child. No one will ever touch you if you see you big and fucking swollen with my baby” He growls before finishing deep inside of you.
➮ Afterwards he goes all soft on you. “I love you so much” He whispers so softly making you grin at his sudden change in tone. “You know that?” He asks. “Course I do…I love you too” Laying beside you he smiles and presses the softest kisses to your face. “Y’know I don’t mean any of that right?” He makes sure. “I know, it’s fun” You grin squeezing his bicep. “Let me get you cleaned up pretty girl” He grins.
➮ He’s quickly cleaning you up and getting you a cold glass of water. Eventually, you’re just cuddled up to his chest as he strokes your hair. “I’m sorry for getting so jealous. I just hate seeing other guys talk to you like that. I know you can handle yourself…I just like protecting you” He blushes. “It’s okay, I like how possessive you are Skywalker. It’s cute” “I’m not possessive, I just love you” Anakin whispers kissing your temple making you giggle. He he fully believes with his whole heart he is not possessive, but like bro he so is “Don’t laugh at me” He grins kissing his cheek. “Love you Ani…m’all yours,” You say softly. “I’m all yours too” Anakin replies pecking your lips once more.
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enviedear · 8 months
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ok so we loooove possessive/jealous ani! as the chosen one, who also happens to be an artistic sculpture of a man, he gets a lot of female attention. it wasn’t bothering you at first, but after y’all go out one night & a certain woman crosses a line & he doesn’t immediately shut it down (wanting to stay polite & it was in public) - now you’re annoyed & quite frankly it hurt your feelings. but you don’t mention it to him bc you think he’ll just shrug it off, tell you you’re insecure or laugh at you (ani wouldn’t do this tho he’s our sweet boy) fears from your past relationships cause you to think all of this so you just tell him you were tired & that’s why you left w/o him (he knows you too well tho so he knows that isn’t it but he doesn’t push it). later on, out at another event now it’s time for ani to feel the jealousy & possessiveness you felt, after you keep getting courted & hit on by other guys & let’s just say he’s not having it & he’s gonna make sure you understand you’re his & he’s yours 🫠
send me some anakin thots <3
bless you for sending this in, i'll never get tired of thinking about jealous!ani !!
this is so real. i can totally see him as the kind of guy that doesn't want to hurt women (he's a good man savannah!) so i can see him being kind of an airhead as a response to any female attention that's not you. like if they press too hard he will without a doubt put them in their place and make it clear he's taken— BUT he's just way too scared to act that way when it's just a casual flirty comment. his face will become so scary if they touch him tho, don't put ur hands on the man
and he totally wouldn't get upset if you felt any jealousy. i honestly think it would fuel that needy part of him. he'd eat it up and find a great deal of comfort being the one to have to calm you down, to be the one that gets to tell you that you're all he could ever want.
he just enjoys being wanted, but only by you. he'll be polite to any flirtation, yes because he is a sweetheart, but also because deep down he knows it pushes just the right buttons for you. he'll get a totally love sick expression on his face while you're green with jealousy.
but yeah, he'd be a total hypocrite if you were the one getting attention. he's the type of man to give you a forced smile, hand finding the small of your back as he leads you out of the situation.
"you didn't have to fucking smile so hard at them." his voice would be so raspy.
you'd just roll your eyes with a smile, "oh come on ani, i was just being nice."
he'd feel your sarcasm through the indirect comment and just.. flip. like i think he'd know he's setting a double standard but at the end of the day i believe anakin is literally only sure in himself, and even with himself, just barely, so he'd just snap.
his hands would be all over you, touching you in all the right places. he'd leave mean little kisses all over your neck. all the while saying shit like, "no one could make you feel as good as me." and "you know i only want you." and "stop being such a brat, let me take care of you."
his thought process is weird, but so is he. he definitely won't hold himself to the standard he holds you but it's fine it makes for great make-up sex.
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bibiwrld · 2 months
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Nerdy Loser Anakin Skywalker!— Jealous! pt.2
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Pairing: Nerdy loser Anakin! x Black fem oc!
Content warning: A very jealous Anakin
“H-hey Sydnee.” The cherry cheeked Anakin greeted Sydnee, as she typed away on her laptop.
Giving him a quick glance and a smile warm enough to make Anakin overheat, she answered back. “Hi Ani, done with your last class? How was it?”
Anakin smiled to himself, listening to her nails clicking and clacking against the keys. He loved when she asked about the little things.
He looked around the dining hall and it was quite silent this time around, everyone was probably still in their lectures. He then brought his gaze across the table from him, looking at a very concentrated Sydnee. “Y-yeah, nothing I couldn’t handle, but what are you doing?” He moved around to her side of the table, his bag on his lap. “Do you need any help?” He leaned closer to her, trying to see her laptop screen.
She chuckled and looked at him, their lips almost touching. “No Ani, it’s a group project.”
“Who’s your partner?” He leaned away, staring at her plump lips.
“Gray.” She answered nonchalantly.
Anakin’s brows furrowed and voice raised. “Gray Nixon?”
“Mhm.”
Gray Nixon, the college athlete known for his looks and frat parties. Anakin knows exactly who he was, and that guy didn’t seem like the type to actually take part in academic activities.
He sighed, looking at how hard she was working. “Syd, let me help, he’s not going to hel—”
“Sorry I’m late, coach extended practice.” Gray chuckled, wiping his wet face with a small towel.
“I was starting to think you were dumping all the work on me.” Sydnee said playfully and stopped typing.
“I would never do that to you, Syd.” Gray grinned, taking a seat beside her.
What the hell?
Anakin couldn’t believe his eyes, Gray Nixon doing work?? And he’s calling her Syd, as if they knew each other for ages.
He didn’t like this one bit.
“Oh who’s this?” Gray was focused on Anakin now. His voice falling flat when he saw him.
Sydnee was sandwiched between the two. “ That’s Anakin, he’s my friend.”
Friend.
Anakin was seething in his seat. She was right, what else could she introduce Anakin as? Her fuck buddy, sex partner? It’s not like they were actually together, all they did was have sex. Amazing, intense, beautiful sex, Anakin would go as far to call it love making.
“Oh.” Was all Gray replied to Sydnee.
For the time Anakin was there, Gray and Sydnee were giggling and talking, and even more giggling, were they even doing this so called project?
Anakin couldn’t take this anymore. He stood up, looking down at her. “I’m going home, bye Sydnee.”
She answered him in between laughs, not even sparing him a glance. “Bye Anakin!”
His jaw clenched. What about Ani?
He waited for her to say she’ll see him later, or that she’ll text him, just something. Something to say in front of Gray to prove that he wasn’t just any regular friend, just something to ward Gray off like some evil entity.
But she never did.
Anakin drove home in complete silence.
He was so damn jealous, it was so pathetic to him.
Anakin barely got to spend time with Sydnee, as she was busy with her so called project. She never returned his texts or desperate calls— just how long do they need to work on a project?
To Anakin, it felt like it’s been weeks, but in reality, it’s been only 3 days.
Every time he saw on her campus, he’d approach her, hoping they could hang out, but she’d always reply—
“I have to meet Gray later for the project.”
“Ani, you know my project still isn’t done, Gray is meeting me in 5.”
“Gray is—”
Gray this, Gray that— what about Anakin?! Where was the time for him? He couldn’t stand to be apart from Sydnee for such a long period of time.
To try and keep his mind off of things, he went to the gym constantly, doing intense workouts and weight lifting. For 3 days, his routine has been class, gym, home, repeat. He realized how lonely it was without Sydnee. He missed when she’d ask questions about the books he’d recommended her, but never answering her because he didn’t want to spoil it for her, but still giving in because how could he say no to that face?
Today, he finished his last workout and chugged down water like he’s been in a desert, getting water all over himself.
Gasping, he removed the bottle from his mouth, wiping it and his eyes slowly traveled out the window to see none other than Sydnee.
That made Anakin quite alert.
She was walking and talking with his cousin Chloe, and her friends Dakota and Lilian, and that June girl, who he had know idea why Sydnee kept around, the girl is a ball of negative energy.
Packing his gym bag and rushing out, he wiped his face with a small towel.
“Syd!”
The entire group paused and looked up at him with curious eyes.
He felt a bit embarrassed under their stare. He never really wore his gym attire in front other people— he barely comfortable wearing it in the gym for others to see.
“Ani, hey.” Sydnee smiled.
“Are you free?”
“We should get going, I don’t want to hear this conversation.” June rolled her eyes.
Finally something her and Anakin could agree on, he seriously didn’t want any of them to hear how embarrassingly jealous he got.
Sydnee waved off her friends. “See you guys.” She then looked to Anakin. “Is everything okay?”
He huffed, closing his eyes. “We haven’t hung out in a while.”
“Because me and Gray are busy with the pr—”
“The project, I know. That’s all you ever talk about.” He blinked, clenching his jaw.
Sydnee’s brows furrowed at his sudden change in attitude. “Is there a problem you have or something?”
First mistake he made was talking over her.
He sighed, trying to avoid any confusion. “I-I don’t have a problem.”
Her eyes squinted at him. Oh she was mad and Anakin didn’t like when she got mad.
“Then what is it?” Her head slightly tilted to the side. “I’m not some fucking booty call you could just hit up whenever you want, Anakin!”
“Sydnee.”
People walked by and gave strange stares.
“I have a life outside of you, you know that ri—”
“I’m jealous!” He confessed pathetically.
Sydnee blinked rapidly at his sudden blurt. “What?”
“I’m jealous of Gray, I feel like he’s trying to take you away. It’s so stupid, but I’m jealous and I miss you and I miss us hanging out.” His bottom lip quivered. “A-and I do miss the sex too, but you’re not a booty call, never call yourself that again.”
Her entire demeanor changed, she was now soft and concerned. “Anakin.”
He squeezed his small towel. “I know I’m not your boyfriend and I shouldn’t feel like this, but how should I feel watching the girl I like, get close with another guy?”
She crashed into his muscular and sweaty body, her arms wrapped around him tightly and her face buried into his chest.
That caught him off guard, his face heating up as people eyed them. “S-Syd..w-we’re in public.”
“I don’t care.”
“And I’m sweaty, I just came from the gym.”
“Still don’t care.”
He laughed, wrapping his arms around her.
“I’m sorry for not answering your texts and calls, I seriously was busy, honestly.” She apologized, breaking away from the tight embrace.
“It’s okay.” He smiled down at her. “Soo, are you do—”
She laughed, “Yes, the project is done and we can hang out. Besides, Gray is so boring, don’t know why you were even jealous.”
“He’s boring? Really?” Anakin rose a brow.
“Extremely. Can we go back to your place and talk about it?” She bit her bottom lip.
He gave her a flustered smile. “Y-yeah.”
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Jealousy, Jealousy {Qui-Gon x Reader}
Summary: Qui-Gon is fed up with the way Anakin is acting towards you.
Warnings: jealousy. age gap (reader is in their 20s Qui-Gon is in his 40s), drabble, F! reader, implied dating between Qui-Gon x reader
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He knows that you only have eyes for him, so dedicated to him
Qui-Gon has to worry about the young cocky Jedis who try and woo you with their lightsaber tricks and abilities with the force
Anakin Skywalker is the worst culprit, always looking to you for approval in everything he does, trying to impress you
At first, Qui-Gon sees this as harmless, until Ani makes advances
It started with him bringing you flowers after missions, greeting hugs that lingered on too long for Qui-Gon's liking, and the fateful day Qui-Gon entered the temple library to see Ani watching you from afar
You are reaching for a book on the highest shelf and your skirt is rising dangerously high on your soft, fleshy thighs
Qui-Gon saw Anakin's dilated eye and had enough
With the help of the force, Qui-Gon knocked over a couple of books onto Anakin's head as he made his way over to you
"Let me help with that," Qui-Gon said with ease, as he stands tall at 6'4''
After retrieving the books, he kisses you for all to see as you stand atop a step ladder, like a pedestal for the goddess you are to him
Anakin is envious of his Master, jealous he is the only one who can express admiration for you
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hanasnx · 11 months
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confessional you say….
perverted priest anakin “comforting” a lost, scared, helpless child of god
“forgive me father skywalker, for i have sinned”
“you must understand that this is a serious offense, little one. it will take a lot to repent.”
omg ok so one second here i wanna go on a tangent
me personally, i don’t have the priest kink and i get some ppl do and it’s totally valid
but in a way…. a lot of ppl compare the jedi order to a religious body and compare jedi themselves to monks
imagine you’re trying to talk to regular ol sw gffa anakin, and he’s like, “if you want to vent, i’m here. treat it like a confessional… i’m kinda like a priest- in a way. everything’s confidential.” and you spill all these deep dark secrets. especially the dirty ones. like the really nasty ones because you see how badly it affects him, and you kinda want him to snap.
“one time i was hanging out with this bounty hunter— real sturdy guy— he asked if i wanted to rendezvous in the bathroom of this fucking back-alley cantina we were in. and you wanna know what i did?” you tell anakin, leaning in and he mirrors you.
“what?” he says, barely a whisper.
“i followed him there. and i let him screw my brains out. like some cheap whore. i’d do it again too- if someone asked. someone like you.”
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mykinkyyandere · 2 years
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So like, we know that anakin doesn’t really care for the children he has with the reader but what if they had a girl that look EXACTLY like her. I feel like he would atleast favor her because of how much their daughter reminds him of his darling
AO3
This is a very good point. If Anakin manages to see in his child something of his one and only darling, then his heartless behavior may gradually change. He'd also interpret it in two different ways that you're too sensitive for your child (sobbing a lot, begging him to let you see them, begging him not to hurt them, always thinking about your child, can't focus on him...)
Option one is for him to start showing understanding to you. You cry so much and you're so afraid that this incredibly fragile and vulnerable state of yours softens his heart. It hurts him. He almost regrets his actions and his heart aches. His relentless obsession with owning you goes away a bit and he realizes how much he's hurting you. When he gives your child to you, your fall to the floor and cries while hugging them makes him feel like a monster.
The second option is that he hates that you constantly think about your child. It deeply hurts him that all you want and see is them, your heart beats for them and you go crazy for them. He can't see things from your side and is furious when you don't make a man who protects and cares so much for you as your priority. He knocked you up to tie you to himself, and he succeeded. But your soul, mind, and heart went further and further away. His jealousy is at its peak.
You tell how he would react if heyour child looked exactly like you.
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hannibalzero · 6 months
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I like to think Obi-wan, Anakin and Ahsoka live together in the temple. They all have their own rooms but kitchen, living room and sun room are all shared. Anakin makes breakfast, on Tattooine food is shown as pure love. Making breakfast is seen as the greatest love.
Obi-wan makes lunches, he packs the most healthy bento box styled lunches. Perhaps he hides a bit of sweets and treats into their lunches along with notes of encouragement. Anakin’s bento box is the largest, it has a design of gears and a wrap in blue along with a large thermos of tea. Anakin just burns calories so he eats the most. Obi-wan’s is very balanced, he has a box with lunar bunnies on it with a deep blue background the wrap is yellow and also a thermos of tea. Ashoka’s people are meat based, she doesn’t handle grain or vegetables well. So egg bread buns filled with delectable meats, skewers and bacon…aka dessert. Ahsoka’s bento is shaped like a porg winking and holding a fork. Her wrap is red. She gets tea as well.
Ahsoka makes the midday snack, preparing steamed buns and tea for her and her masters.
Anakin, Ahsoka and Obi-wan cook dinner together and talk about their day.
Idk I think it’s cute
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Anakin & Stella Art
The lovely Ren Rouge (Twitter / Instagram) drew me another art for Cafe Stella! This time it's Anakin with Stella the Corgi from my Cafe Stella fic. This came out so amazing! They did a wonderful job of capturing their expressions. I'm telling you all -- Stella ADORES Anakin. Obi-Wan is gonna be so jealous LOL
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I got to see Phantom Menace in theatres today and I’ve never been happier!!
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tragedy-for-sale · 2 months
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Bedrock Headcannons: Captain Rex
Bedrock headcannons are headcannons that I regard as a fact in the personality of a character I write about. They range from small details to a huge part of a character's backstory. These headcannons are a constant underlayer in all of my fics that involve these characters.
﹄『❝ Rex ❞』﹃
Rex is the clone that fell out of the gunship with Padme in AOTC and when Anakin found out, his fondness for Rex was instant.
Rex and Padme hang out regularly now. Padme invited Rex over for lunch countless times before Anakin even knew. The two were watching some holodrama talking shit about the characters when Anakin came in beyond confused to see Rex, because how did Rex not tell him this? Anakin panicked thinking he was gonna have to pull out an excuse but Rex just downed his apple juice and told him to sit down because he was blocking the TV.
Anakin was very surprised that Padme didn't tell him that she told HIS Captain they were married. And that Rex didn't bring it up. Anakin feels a little left out because the two of them have inside jokes and matching apple juice glasses.
Rex's favorite drink is apple juice and Padme always has some in her fridge for him.
He is not a loud emotions type of guy. He cannot handle it and wants to evaporate from the situation. He'd be teamed up with Ahsoka and maybe she'd start crying or get really mad and starts yelling. Rex doesn't know how to respond. Anakin will laugh loudly and pull Rex into a side hug and he just shuts down. He doesn't know what he'd say because he's so scared of saying the wrong thing.
Rex is a natural blond.
Anakin had explained to Rex he'd never have a padawan, Rex very much agreed. The battlefield wasn't a place for a child. But then Ahsoka came and at first, Rex resented this grubby little kid who kept asking him for his snacks. But then they'd be on the bridge watching blaster fire and she'd grab his hand, scared of getting hurt. Ahsoka started waking up in the middle of the night and find Rex because unlike Obi-Wan and Anakin, he wouldn't tell her that everything was okay, he'd just sit with her in the dark so she knew she was safe. He didn't know when he started considering Ahsoka his little sister, but she'd always considered him her brother.
Rex has a crush on Anakin that he thinks is quite inconvenient because he thinks Anakin is ugly. But then Anakin will make him laugh or smile at him and Rex feels like his heart is going to stop.
After Ahsoka left the order, Rex reached out countless times. He wanted to talk to her, give her credits he borrowed from Anakin's wallet, tell her to go crash at Padme's because she has a really nice guest bedroom, he wanted to give her hug and tell her that she'd always be his little sister. But she never answered him, she never reached out, she never even said goodbye.
Rex was the first person Padme told that she was pregnant, so for nine months, Rex couldn't say anything to Anakin. Rex thought he might explode. They'd already lost Ahsoka, but in nine months maybe Anakin wouldn't be so unhappy? Maybe his heart wouldn't be so broken? Maybe Ahsoka would come back and they'd be a family again- In nine months, Rex knew everything would change.
Everything did change. Ahsoka came back, but Rex never saw Anakin again and there was no Padme, there was no babies. Their family never healed, it only fell apart.
After Order 66, Rex broke. He didn't have anything left within him. He clawed at the dirt and debris in desperate search for his brothers until his fingers were smashed. He'd search for days and Ahsoka would find him often passed out from dehydration and exhaustion. If he managed to sleep, he'd wake up screaming, he didn't want to scare Ahsoka more than he already had been, so he tried to stop sleeping. But that only scared her more, she couldn't lose him too, she wouldn't survive it. Rex didn't speak, he always had a distant look on his face, he was paralyzed by grief. For weeks, Rex was unable to do anything but sit silently in his grief because if he spoke then he'd yell and he didn't want to yell because then it'd all come out. "Why'd you take my chip out? Why didn't you just kill me?"
﹄『❝ Rex ❞』﹃
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