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#soft!anakin
catnipaddictt · 12 days
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Anakin being soft?
thank you for the request! this is super short (darn writers block) but hopefully it captures your vision <3
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Five more minutes
anakin x gn!reader
synopsis: mornings with anakin
wc: 0.3k
tw: nothing, just fluff
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The first signs of morning were shining through the curtains as you slowly woke up. An arm not belonging to you pulls you tighter as your boyfriend speaks behind you “not yet.” A warm face pushes itself closer to your neck and you feel a content sigh. This time of morning was your favourite; there was nothing better than waking up to this. Anakin was basically a human hot-water-battle, meaning you were never cold, which was helpful in the brisk morning. And today was no different. You could practically see the heat radiating off him, not that you were complaining. 
Turning in his embrace you place your head against his chest, he moves to accommodate the new position. “You should probably get up” your grumble being muffled by his figure. “Probably” he replies softly, running his fingers through your hair, “but I would much rather prefer to stay here.” He pulls the covers up with his other arm, making sure you are comfortable. A light breeze flutters through the curtains, you must have forgotten to close one last night, and the early light bathes the two of you. Anakin effectively glows in the rays of sunlight, his curls falling around his face in a sort-of halo. 
He readjusts his arms around you before dipping his head to rest it against your own. Anakin was always gentle with you despite what he did as a jedi knight. His calmer side seemed to come out around you, he was more comfortable in your presence than anywhere else. The peaceful moment was ruined by the beeping of an alarm set on Anakin's holo, signalling that it was time to get ready for work. You move to untangle yourself from him, but are met with resistance and large hands pulling you back, “no, not yet” he speaks with a hint of authority, “just five more minutes?” you don’t protest, instead melting back into his embrace “okay”.
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multifanderwrites · 2 months
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Anakin Skywalker x Reader (Well… Technically, Writer) Head Canons: Touch Starvation
[there was no reason for this one. I was just feeling sad and couldn’t help thinking about how nice it would feel to be wanted by someone who doesn’t exist]
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There are days where Anakin has a very hard time keeping his hands off of you. And it’s not even in a sexual sense… though he won’t deny that it’s even harder for him to do that. But what he really struggles with is resisting the urge to hold you in his arms.
Maybe it’s because he can sense when you’re in a sad mood, but it’s really hard for him to just not have your head resting on his chest. He loves when he’s holding you, and sometimes it’s overwhelming because he just loves you so much.
And the feeling is mutual, of course. You feel very attached to Anakin, and whenever the opportunity arises you’ll bury yourself in his arms.
You love him to pieces. You love the way his mechanical hand feels when it touches your face. And you know that he’s able to feel your skin through the touch receptors he installed, so that brings you joy.
Anakin is very aware that you’re sensitive to certain sensations, so he’s very gentle with the way he touches you. He always makes sure that you feel safe when he’s using his right hand to hold your face. It’s not much of an issue for his left hand because it’s just flesh, but he makes sure that his touch is just as gentle.
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You both have a history of feeling unloved or unwanted or feeling like you didn’t belong somewhere, but when you’re together you both feel so safe and loved. Well… Anakin feels that way more than you, but it’s easy to see that you really do crave his affection.
There’s something about being able to hold you close to him that makes him want to cry. Sometimes, Anakin does cry when he’s holding you. It’s more because he can’t believe how lucky he is to have you as his partner, but there are times when he feels scared of losing you.
And you feel scared of losing him. You love Anakin so much, and you often fear that there will come a day when he won’t want you anymore. But that couldn’t be further from the truth. Anakin adores you, and he hates that idea.
His solution to this is to hug you- sometimes from behind, but often he’s right in front of you. When he’s holding you, he’s whispering sweet nothings into your ear and telling you how much he loves you.
If you start to sob, he will immediately tighten his grip and kiss your face. “Nothing would ever make me want to leave you, Y/N,” he’ll say as he presses his lips to your cheek. “You know I love you so much. You’re so special.”
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“There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, my star,” he’ll mutter as he cradles your head under his chin. He’s so much taller than you, and he’s so protective of you for this exact reason.
Touch is his love language, and it’s yours too. He’ll always find an excuse to touch your face or your hair, and you’ll often do the same. But Anakin really, really loves you. And he’s so sweet to you. He’s a very kind soul, and he doesn’t hide his caring heart from you because he knows he’s safe with you.
But this man loves you so much, and he loves to feel your skin. He loves playing with your hair, and he even braids it sometimes. He’ll even braid it when you’re sleeping.
Anakin knows he can’t really show his love for you in public, but sometimes he just can’t help it. He needs to be touching you in some way, mostly so he can keep you safe. He hates losing you in crowds.
He loves holding your hand in his, and loves to feel your palm on his own. He loves every single part of you, really. He just feels so much love for you, and it’s almost like he loves you more than you love him. I’d even go as far as to say that to be loved by Anakin Skywalker… is to be loved by the Force itself.
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There are days when you say you don’t want his touch… but you’re lying. And he knows it. Oftentimes, it’s when you’re feeling really upset and really suffering. But Anakin doesn’t allow you to suffer in silence. He’ll gather you in his arms and carry you to the bed, and he’ll hold you tightly while you weep.
Even though he’s heartbroken to know that you’re suffering, he’s glad that he’s there to help you. After all you’ve done for him, you deserve a lot of love and support and respect from him. Technically, you deserve it anyway. But that changes nothing. Anakin has so much love to give you… and he gives you all of it.
And he’ll praise you for just existing. “You are so beautiful, my love,” he says as he brushes his fingers against your cheekbone. “All the work you do is incredible, but the most beautiful piece of art is right in front of me. I’m captivated by your beauty. How can you think that you have no value when I love you?” Before you have a chance to answer, he kisses you softly. When he pulls away, he smiles at you. He’s so tender and loving, and you can tell that he cares so much for you. “You mean so much to me, sweetheart,” he whispers as he wipes away your tears.
[wow. This was short and sweet. I’m gonna go cry now because, once again, HE DOESNT EXIST! 😭😭😭😭😭😭]
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anisdolly · 3 months
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・ 。.・゜✭・.・✫ . ✭・.・✫・✭ .・゜・。.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀STRICTLY 18+.
WARNINGS: soft smut, subfem!reader x softdom!anakin, not proofread because im very lazy grrrr, breast worship (idk if its called like this i suck at explaining kinks !!!), body worship, p in v, little tease with his fingers heh.
・ 。.・゜✭・.・✫ . ✭・.・✫・✭ .・゜・。.
yeah, fucking rough is good, but can you imagine anakin taking you as if you are the rarest jewel in the galaxy?
he would start as usual, sitting by the edge of his bed with you astride on his lap, while his hands memorized every contour of your body. his eyes, just as eager, would take in each soft whimper from your parted lips and all the shudders that only he could provide. because to him, you’d be the only woman in the galaxy, and you’d be only his. so, how could he not worship you? your form, your personality, the way you dress in the morning while he stares from his usual side of the bed. everything about you would be just so perfect to him, it makes his stomach flutter.
and the moment you lower to hump yourself against his obvious erection, anakin would stop you mid-movement by grasping your hips—ever so gently, of course—and smile lovingly. “slow, my love. i want to make love to you tonight, alright?”
just as his words ended, his strong arms would shift your position and lay you down on the sheets comfortably, and he would take a few seconds to admire the beauty beneath him as he hovers above you.
with a few kisses, he would caress your neck, then the upper swell of your right breast. his lips would travel lower, too, just to savor the beat of your pulse under the sensitive skin, while one hand would find its way to unhook your bra with the ease of familiarity.
in this world, there was nothing anakin would love more than tits—except you, of course. oh, so soft and beautiful. especially if they are yours. the moment your bra slips away, he would admire them with dilated pupils that made the blue of his gorgeous eyes almost disappear. it takes him all his might not to ravage them, suck and bite his way from one to the other.
so instead, he’d simply lick his lips before locking his gaze with yours again.
after making sure you are ready enough by simply sliding index and middle upon the dampness of your underwear, with the rare gentleness that he deserves only for you, anakin would push them aside and move his hand to unbuckle his trousers. they are everything he is patient enough to strip away from—and not even entirely, as he just pushes them just past his hips along his underwear.
and once free, his touch would be reverent as he positions himself at your entrance, pausing, giving you a chance to feel every inch of him pressing forward, slowly encased by the velvety warmth of your body. it was no less intense than when he took you roughly, however—even in the softness of lovemaking.
“is this how you imagined it, hm?” he’d whisper as his forehead lands against yours and the slightest of smiles quirks the corners of his mouth. “me worshipping—mmhm…—every inch of you…” his moans lay directly onto your lips, while gentle fingers cradle both your thighs to keep them anchored on each of his hips.
his thrusts would be ever as gentle, making sure you could hum in delight and have every inch of your silk walls given attention. the attention they deserve. you always held him so tight, squeezing almost the soul out of him. so anakin would feel like he has to take them to heart. not that it is forced or unwanted, anyway.
the sounds coming out from his throat would be extremely different, too. whimpers, whines, “i love you”s thrown here and there between one thrust and the other.
and coming to kisses, anakin would kiss you a lot. probably, the moans that he swallowed would be more than the ones lost in the air. sweet, loving, not the usual ones where the main objective was to exchange spit (mh, but those are insanely good too).
his eyes, glazed with love, would be fixated upon the circular movements of his hips that just match yours, making sure your clit is being taken care of by his lower abdomen, before trailing upwards to admire your eyes roll to the sockets as you both come undone with soft yells. and just to add, your hands, that had been caressing and tugging his hair for the entire time with love and appreciation, helped him so damn much at reaching the edge.
oh, anakin fell more and more in love with you each time. well, after all, wasn’t that what lovemaking was for?
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faetreides · 2 months
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Feral feral Anakin fucking you every second of the day because he can’t get enough of you and is overly obsessed
send me coryo, luke castellan, or anakin asks (this is a threat)
implied canon compliant prequels and childhood friend afab royalty reader (basically in padme's place) based on an upcoming fic
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This is canon Anakin behavior actually, he's like a big dog with his favorite chew toy. The dog obviously loves the toy a lot but it's because of his love that the toy becomes well used. No matter how tattered it becomes, the dog will still curl around it and spend its days licking the hell out of it until it withers away.
I think that because of how he grew up, just a little boy on some ball of sand whose life really didn't belong to him, as soon as he's free from that he just unravels. I love Anakin being written as more unhinged or even slightly like an eldritch horror, because suddenly he has this big destiny laid out in front of him and the tethers holding his soul together inevitably come unhooked. I think that he's wired like that from the beginning, very passionate but without a means to express it.
So, when he meets you, little royal heir with all the stars of the galaxy in your eyes, he tells a familiar story about an angel and from then on, it's over for him. Every moment of his life orbits around the sun in his solar system, you.
The first think he thinks when he sees you again, is how your moans would echo off the windows when he eats you out on one of the couches. Then he imagines your perfectly manicured hands clawing delicious ribbons down his back while he rabidly pounds your sopping wet pussy against the wall of your huge walk-in closet in your apartment. He'd have to hold a hand over your mouth, but he wouldn't do a thing to clean up the slicks that drips out of your pussy onto the floor. You'd pout as you'd rush to get ready before Obi-Wan came back, and all he'd be able to do in response is hook his chin over your shoulder and smile.
"No, it's because I'm so in love with you."
You're leaning against a balcony overlooking a lake in Naboo and all he can think about as he strokes a shy finger down your back is hiking your dress up and bending you over it. You're chained to a pillar in between him and Obi-Wan, and when all is said and done, he wishes he killed everybody that was relishing in your suffering in that arena and fucked you with their blood coating his body. He could go on forever until the last grain of sand on Tatooine flies away. He'd have gotten you barefoot and pregnant immediately if the leash around his neck was any looser.
No matter the fantasy or the moment, you always have at least one mark on you. He's not patient enough for hickies and his fingers move too quickly for any serious bruises to form on your body. He favors bite marks, near perfect impressions of his teeth etched in your soft skin. He doesn't bite to tear, just does his repeated 'chomp!'s without a single thought in his head; your thighs bear the brunt of it. Anakin likes when drops of blood bead at the surface of the bites, because then he can lick the bites soothingly. You usually have to run your fingers through his hair to get him to come back to himself when he starts doing it on autopilot with his eyes rolled back.
"Yes, yes, yessssss.... love fucking my cunt, missed making love to my sloppy pussy. Taking my dick so well, keep breathing with me, my love. That's it, just like that."
His way of saying good morning is languid strokes deep in your guts. His way of saying good night is crazed thrusts that have him putting it back it when his frenzied pace causes his length to slip out. He has is so hard sometimes, determined to carry the entire galaxy on his shoulders with you on top of it. You can the rising anger that builds within him when everything he does to prove himself goes unrecognized. The best way he has to ignore all of that outside responsibility is knocking your sweaty body up the bed while you're clutching the headboard for dear life.
Anakin's emotions bleed from him so openly, and all you have to do is drink them in. Because even though he wasn't free when he met you, you owned him them with his gift around your neck. You own him now, your cervix kissing his mushroom tip in its own display of affection. He is supposed to live his life with the intention to be the force's son, but he is burning to ash faster than he is fulfilling his destiny; at least he can keep you and your future children warm.
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skialdi · 2 years
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Some family time
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A future forming, a curse undone...
(I decided they deserved a little family vacation to Naboo, as a treat)
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bi-wan · 1 year
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Patreon request made by the lovely @sopherfly , based on a scene in chapter 2 of “The Shadow of a Dream” ❤️.
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mayhemspreadingguy · 4 months
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He aches to claw his way inside,
unaware the place is already his.
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takadasaiko · 8 months
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You lack conviction.
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g0ldlockchen · 1 year
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Are you an angel?
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multifanderwrites · 4 months
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Anakin Skywalker x Reader (Well… Technically, Writer) Headcanons: Falling Asleep in His Presence
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It’s no secret that Anakin loves you. (He has to keep the relationship secret, but if he could, he’d scream it to the galaxy)
It’s tough to pick one thing that he loves the most about you, but he’s certain of this: he loves when you fall asleep around him
The very first time it happens, it sort of shocks him because he’s so used to seeing you awake and spry and jumpy- Fuck it. Let’s just call it what it is: ADHD [im just making all the readers neurodivergent by default. I have no idea how to write for neurotypical people. 🥲]
Regardless, Anakin feels his heart swelling with joy as he realizes that you’ve drifted off to sleep with your head on his shoulder. On his shoulder!
A soft smile comes on his lips as he lifts you up and gently moves your body to his lap, where he knows you’ll be much more comfortable.
Now, your head is resting on his chest, your arms unconsciously moving to wrap around his neck. With his left hand, he plays with your hair. His right hand traces circles in between your shoulder blades, slow and gentle so you don’t wake up too soon.
But the cherry on top is the occasional kiss on your head in between the loving words he whispers to you while you’re asleep, all of which he’s keen on repeating when you’re awake.
🥺 this man loves you so, so much that it almost makes him cry. How could he possibly deserve someone like you?
But here you are, peacefully sleeping in the lap of Anakin Skywalker.
Oh yeah. Those words? “I hope you’re having a nice dream, my star.” Kiss. “I don’t even care if it’s about me, I just hope it’s good.” Kiss. “To be completely honest, it doesn’t really matter. I’m just happy that you’re here with me, because you’re the greatest gift to the universe.”
You eventually wake up, and you notice that you’re in the arms of your partner. “Oh-“
“I hope you don’t mind,” he says as you pull your head up to look at him. “I just didn’t want you to get a cramp in your neck, so I moved you here.”
You nod. “Thank you,” you tell him.
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If Anakin’s being honest with himself, he definitely enjoys having your head on his chest when you’re both lying down. But any position is good, just as long as you’re comfortable and able to sleep peacefully.
However, your sleep isn’t always pleasant. You sometimes talk in your sleep, but it’s nothing compared to when you have a nightmare.
The very first time you have a nightmare in front of him, it’s when he’s staying over at your place for a week due to a strange fungus growing in his sleeping quarters at the Jedi Temple. At least, that’s what he told you.
But he’s holding you on his chest, laying down with you on your bed in the late evening hours of the night… when you suddenly start to cry in your sleep. Anakin tenses up in response to feeling your body shake with sobs.
He looks down at your face, sees your eyes closed.
Needless to say, Anakin Skywalker is no stranger to having nightmares. So of course he understands how afraid you must be feeling in this awful dream.
It should be noted that he’s completely shirtless when he sleeps.
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So, conveniently, Anakin is able to feel your tears on his skin. This, of course, breaks his heart because he’s so used to being able to comfort you when you’re awake and crying.
But you’re not awake right now. You’re asleep. Still, you’re crying. Now, you’re starting to scream and shake in your sleep.
That’s what prompts Anakin to tighten his arms around you, to try and wake you up from whatever hell you’re currently trapped in.
Your eyes open instantly, and your heart is still racing with adrenaline. But your partner has his arms wrapped around you tightly, gently hushing your frightened whimpers.
“Don’t worry, Y/N. I got you,” is the first thing that comes out of his mouth.
“No,” you whimper into his bare chest.
“It’s over now, sweetheart,” he says soothingly as he runs his fingers through your hair. “You’re out of that nightmare.” He looks at your face with a loving smile as he cups your cheek, kissing your forehead softly before he asks you if you want to talk about the bad dream.
As tough as it is, you do need to talk about the nightmare. As you recount your terrible dream, Anakin listens to you, his expression soft and gentle. He occasionally nods to indicate his understanding as you talk. You talk about the horrific monster that stalked you in your nightmare- a rancor, to be exact- and how frightening it was to eventually be scooped up into his large hand.
Your partner never once indicates that he doesn’t believe you. In fact, he can actually see everything that you described in his mind.
But that only heightens his desire to protect you, the girl he so desperately loves, from any kind of harm or evil.
So, when you’ve finished telling him about the upsetting nightmare, the first thing that Anakin does is ask, “Do you feel comfortable letting me use the Force on you right now?”
This isn’t the question you were expecting, but it does make you feel a little nervous. “Why?”, you ask in response.
He tells you that he wants to influence your subconscious so that you can have a better dream instead of having to deal with two nightmares in one night. You immediately nod your head, absolutely desperate to go back to sleep.
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Anakin smiles at you and runs his hand over your hair before he reaches out into your mind through the Force, which feels… surprisingly soothing. It’s almost as though he’s actually brushing his fingers against your brain, if that makes sense. “Close your eyes, princess,” he whispers lovingly.
You do, and what you feel next feels even better than what came before. If Anakin reaching into your mind through the Force felt like the gentle brush of fingers against your brain, then him actually making contact with your subconscious is much more intimate than you could imagine. It’s as though he’s leaving little trails of kisses on your brain. That probably makes less sense, but it’s the only way to describe the feeling.
And before you know it, you’re asleep again. And lo and behold, that sweet little mind trick worked! Instead of being stuck in another awful nightmare of being pursued by a vicious rancor, you have a very peaceful, relaxing dream of being in a gorgeous meadow surrounded by beautiful flowers… and Anakin is there with you.
The dream just so happens to be a parallel of what’s happening in reality, the key difference being that Anakin has a shirt on and you’re not laying in a bed.
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Sometimes, you’re just sitting next to him and having a sweet conversation about life stuff- Jedi business, your art endeavours- and you both lose track of time. It’s late in the evening, but neither of you want to be apart from each other.
God bless Anakin, he’s so helplessly in love with you that he doesn’t even care who sees him while he’s carrying you to his sleep quarters. Obi-Wan does see this, but he’s chill about it.
Anyhow, the Chosen One takes you into his room and sets you on his bed. You wake up with your head in his lap as you feel his fingers in your hair.
“Hi there, sweetheart,” he says with a soft smile. “Hope you didn’t mind that I took you back here.”
“How long was I asleep?”, you ask him as you rub your eyes and sit up.
Anakin is so mesmerized by your fully rested state that he almost doesn’t hear you. But he does, and he replies, “Oh, long enough for you to get some much needed rest, my love. I know how hard you work.” 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 This man really said that he let you sleep in his lap for hours!
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Sometimes, when you’re asleep in his lap, Anakin will braid your hair. And he’s so good at it too! He knows so many intricate styles and techniques that you don’t, and they’re all so beautiful.
You’ll wake up with your hair braided, and you instantly know that your loving partner is the culprit.
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[alright, folks! That’s it! I’ve been thinking of doing more head canons for the Eleventh Doctor since I haven’t written anything else for him yet. But since I have your attention, please do check out the Mixiverse! I know it’s very out of context atm, but I would love for the Star Wars storylines to get feedback and attention! It’s really important]
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sukugo · 2 years
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#get you a man who looks at you the way anakin looks at artoo
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faetreides · 1 month
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Hi! Can I request a scenario or one shot (whichever you prefer) with Anakin loving to touch/grab Y/N’s butt?
Hi, and yes you can <3
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Anakin Skywalker is an ass man through and through. Before you had taken the plunge and taken your friendship to the next level, you could practically feel his eyes burning holes into your ass. No matter how far you were standing away from him, he'd always find himself devoting every ounce of his attention to what he's honestly convinced is a gift from a higher power.
You were only shocked the first time, but it was a bit silly in hindsight when you realized just how "close" Anakin liked to be with you. He drags his eyes and hands all over your body no matter your relationship, he's just a very physical person with the one he loves. (Though you don't let yourself think about in what way until it's too late.)
He immediately grabbed two big handfuls of your ass when you had your first kiss. It's like he was spending just as much time and effort groping the fat globes as he was sucking the soul out of your tongue.
Smacking your ass is how he starts his day and giving each cheek a rough but loving squeeze is how he ends it. His default sleeping/cuddling position is your leg thrown over his torso and him keeping you there with a firm hand on your ass. His grip is so tight that you can't even roll over if it starts to get uncomfortable.
Sometimes he prefers to laze around in bed and marvel at the sight of your plump flesh in the inescapable hold of his prosthetic arm. The glint of the metal bouncing off the shimmer of your skin. He'd rather lose his other arm than hurt you, but he does enjoy pinching and prodding at your ass cheeks until there are hoards of red welts and finger shaped bruises.
He'll nuzzle when he's giving you aftercare and cleaning you up, paying extra special attention to the area. You wonder if he drags it out so long just so he'd have an excuse to paw at it, but he does that regardless of the situation, time, or place.
You're embarrassed to recall the instances where in the beginning, when you were nothing more than "very good" friends, you would spend hours debating with your handmaids over which dress made your butt look better. Which one would drive him to the point of no return, and which one would coax the drool to flow from his maw like a river of milk and honey. You used to wait until you knew he was already looking (he always was) so you could coyly drop something and bend over right in his face to pick it up.
You still do it; Anakin has come to anticipate it in every waking moment. He has to smother his hungry smile under his palms, or you'll lose the nerve.
His obsession's most tender form shows itself when he returns to their chambers after a harrowing mission or a grueling meeting with the council.
The doors slide open to reveal your tired husband, his body and soul no doubt needing to be mended in your arms. So you let him envelop you with his entire being, you allow his weight to make you sink further into the bed until you're pinned. Whether he wants to rut against you or just lie on top of you for the rest of his days and past them to the death of the universe, you are ready to receive him.
He simply shimmies his way down your back today and rests his weary head on the swell of your ass. Your boy king of the stars lets his glittering cloak of unfathomable responsibilities crumble to dust over your soft jiggling skin. Ani skirts the tip of his nose along your ass crack like he's giving it a nose kiss in greeting. He flattens his tongue and drags it up and down through whatever enticing garment you're donning, getting it and you soaked in seconds flat.
"Missed you, angel."
He is not talking to you.
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ronnierosest · 1 year
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I am physically unable to wait till I finish this, so let me throw another WIP Shoutout to @a-aristippus @madnessandlovesstuff @tales-of-ryloth @snowleopard-from-venus and many others who added tags and words in their reblogs for me to smile at ♥ (pspspspspps I am also absolutely looking to join an Obikin/StarWars discord, fuck knows I need friends to deal with these star-crossed tragic soulmates) Awkward Motion by Hellhills.mp3 (read as a person talking to themselves) So tell me why I feel this way Someday it has to go away We didn't really like this place We made a promise we would stay Been so unbothered by this hate Now you found comfort in my pain And you keep staring at your grave And you keep wishing that was me
Don't give me options, you got none yourself Don't make me worthless, you got no one else
Don't let go, it's not your fault You're all alone and no one's gonna change that Don't let go, it's not my fault I'm on my own, I would do anything to change that I forgot your face, yet I still remember to scream your name It all got erased, nothing but a waste of time, a waste of space
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Silly Saturdays 3 - Movie Night
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They are watching "Attack of the Gundarks 3: Mother's Vengeance". Ahsoka got fuzzy socks with starfighters on them and gloves for Life Day and is eating bantha jerky instead of popcorn.
This one is digital, because I stayed home! Not as refined as I would have liked, but my back and arm are murdering me right now, and I know that there is no way I can do much about it without a nice long break. So, this is as good as I can make it with it still being Saturday. Hope everyone has a good day, and see you soon with more art!
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obikinetic · 6 months
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Day 22: Scratchy
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