#stepbrother!Anakin Skywalker

[fuckmyskywalker]

🕯️🧺 w anakin? plz? 🥺❤️

Prompt: 🕯️ "You weren’t supposed to hear that.” | 🧺 Stepcest. — Anakin Skywalker.

CW: 18+, smut!. stepcest, dub-con/non-con (reader is drunk and under other substances, they don't explicitly say yes but they don't say no either so). Anakin is quite violent in here, and mean, and a bitch. Dirty talk, Oral sex (m), struggling with feelings, Anakin is an idiot tbh but he is my filthy, pervert idiot. | Word count: 2.9k (...somebody kill me.)

a/n: This is so disgustingly delicious I couldn't help myself, sorry. It was supposed to be a short drabble but ended up being almost 3k of pure filth.

His feet tap the rug of the living room anxiously; Anakin knows he should stay away from all this, lock himself in his bedroom, and jack off before bed. 

But as usual, his thoughts are even more complicated than that, he is caught between a situation that he isn’t sure has a positive outcome or even one for that matter. It’s the same conflict he has been going through ever since his wonderful mother had the great idea to marry your awesome dad who treated her as she deserved and welcomed Anakin as his son. But that wasn’t the problem.

It was you.

Anakin wanted you, so bad it burned his skin and chained his heart to a cold wall of self-restraint. This is wrong, or at least that’s what he kept repeating to himself every night he heard you in the adjacent room, moaning softly under your own caresses and all he could do was rub his uncomfortable erection to at least ease some of the yearning. This is wrong, or at least that’s what he kept whispering in the shower, closing his eyes to not see his hands squeezing your bottle of shampoo and consuming his sanity in the sweet scent of strawberry shortcake, relishing in the calmness your characteristic smell brings him. This is wrong, or at least that’s what he kept saying in the solitude of the obscure living room, waiting for you to come back from whatever fucking party you decided to sneak out that night.

It was easier to mask his desires and sinful lusts for you under a coat of anger. Always snapping at you, yelling, pushing you away. Anakin found that nasty attitude as an effective coping mechanism. For a while. You suddenly stopped talking to him, searching for his friendship or a simple common ground so you two could be in the same room without screaming and throwing insults at each other until either his mother or your father had to step in.

Neither of them tried to interfere unless things got heavily verbal and one time, physical. They both concluded it was only the edge of getting used to this new dynamic. You and Anakin just need more time to grow accustomed to each other’s presence, that’s it. Plus, Shmi didn’t feel entitled to scold you, and your father was never good at dealing with “women’s emotions”.

Deep down, Anakin was feeling guilty, and he, much like your father, wasn't good at dealing with others’ emotions, less alone his. He never tried to apologize either, which perhaps was why he was doing this. Aside from that repetitive statement of “this is wrong”, he tries to swallow his guilt and add to the mix a hint of “this is how I show my worry for her”. Which, if being brutally honest, was a pretty shitty way of doing so. Glancing at the digital clock on the fireplace, his anxious tapping gets stronger, it is almost 3:30 am. He hesitates, should he call you? Would you even pick up the phone? Should he just drop this whole act off and go to bed? Anakin feels too tired to even masturbate, or too angry, it doesn’t matter. The thoughts and “what ifs” begin to drown him, and if there is something that the unstable bastard is, is an overthinker. 

As luck would have it, his head snaps up when he hears the front door click open softly, followed by a muffled giggle. He stands up slowly, careful not to make a single noise. Are you alone? He hopes you are. The idea of seeing you with someone else twists his stomach with jealousy, quickly followed by that familiar wave of guilt. He has no right over you, that is a fact, and yet he forces himself to look over it, using the poor, sick excuse of being your stepbrother to worry about you; Even if his worry is translated into being a bitch, spying your every movement, and fucking his fist to the thought of you. 

He sees you stumbling through the front door, clicking the latch with what appears to be shaky fingers. Anakin remains silent as he scoots closer to you, resting on the frame of the arch that leads from the living room to the hallway that connects with the front door and the kitchen. You fail to notice his presence, too busy struggling to keep both feet on the floor as your heels hang from your right hand and your purse on your left. The tiniest bit of relief travels through his veins, at least you are alone. You walk past Anakin, but he doesn’t let you wander more than three steps. 

“Had a fun time? He asks in a sarcastic, dry tone. Cold blue eyes scan you up and down unashamedly, taking notice of how revealing and tight your outfit looks. 

With a loud gasp you turn around in a split second, your eyes widen and your mouth contorts into an expression of shock and drunken panic, Anakin predicts your scream and sprints towards you clasping a hand over your mouth and pushing you against the nearest wall. If he was upset before now he is fuming. “Shut the fuck up” He whispers against your face, his hot breath fanning over your nose. Up close Anakin notices how your eyes are droopy, puffy, and red. “If you wake them up I won’t save your ass”

You try to push him away but to no avail, Anakin is stronger than you, and your drunken state completely eats up your stability. Your head shakes side to side trying to remove his hand from your mouth but it only makes him push it harder until your lips begin to feel numb. “Where were you?” He asks, towering right in front of you in a frightening yet… arousing way. “And what the fuck is that outfit?” 

It’s rather ironic how your stepbrother keeps interrogating you but also takes away your ability to talk— You let go of your heels that fall to the wood floor with a muted sound, trying to push him away with your palm against his chest. 

Which apparently infuriates Anakin further. “Keep your hands off me, who knows where they’ve been” He hisses and slaps your hand away and pins it to your side with frustrated force.  “Were you with someone?” Anakin hisses, so close to your face you can see how deep his eyes are. You never recall they were such a pretty shade of blue. 

You shake your head at his last question, the only verbal indication you can give. His shoulders seem to relax the tiniest bit just to return to his usual tense shape. “Don’t fucking lie to me” He warns you and spits your name in a venomous way that should hurt your feelings and bring tears to your eyes. You shake your head again this time more desperately, this is the closest he had ever been to you ever since your father married his mother and it’s borderline scary. “You smell like a damn distillery, fucking disgusting” 

Instead of pushing him again, you raise your knee to hit his hip, your goal was his crotch but you missed by a lot. Anakin grunts in pain and lets go of your mouth for a second letting you take a heavy, desperate breath. Your body feels dizzy and sweaty and it’s all because of him. The altercation only lasts a few seconds and you don’t even reach the first stair before Anakin yanks your hair and slams your body back to a wall.

“Let go of me—” You whine with little conviction. “Get the fuck off Anakin I—” Your voice isn’t a plea, it’s an irritated complaint that makes you focus on everything else besides the burning ache that is beginning to form in between your legs at the tussle between your stepsibling. You expect his hand to clasp over your mouth again and the little self-consciousness left in your mind decides to bite his palm if he does so—

But instead, his lips crash over yours messily, punching all the air from your lungs. Your body reacts faster than your mind and the first thought that swirls in your hazed head is: His tongue tastes like heaven. Anakin quietly grunts at the strong flavor of liqueur and cheap cigarettes that fills his senses, pushing his hips forward basically rubbing his half-hard cock against your hip. Using his grip on your hair he yanks your head upwards so his lips can attack your jaw and neck, rapt in your heavy panting. Anakin’s knee finds a comfortable spot between your thighs, rubbing the sharp bone over against your needy core. Your body jolts slightly and you mewl into the cold air of the staircase hallway. You want to touch him, run your hands through his hair, cup his beautiful face, embrace this sick, prohibited feeling— but the emotional grip he was on you is doing its job. You can’t seem to find the strength to move a single muscle, melting into a wordless puddle for the person who you were supposed to hate.

Anakin’s knee picks up an acceptable pace forcing you to move your hips involuntarily to relieve some of the ache. You couldn’t remember when was the last time you were this wet, and even if you wanted to— it would’ve been impossible. He leaves wet, lewd kisses over your neck before sucking and biting your skin, ravishing you as if you were his prey, and perhaps you were. Anakin’s hand which isn’t gripping at your hair so hard your scalp is burning, squeezes your hip with the same brutal, appealing force. 

“You don’t have any idea how bad I want you” Anakin breathes against your neck, his voice lingering with that dangerous edge, mixed with what appears to be compassion, but not for you, for himself.— or even emotion. “You get under my damn skin, you make me lose my damn mind” His white teeth are like a threat, sinking into every inch of skin available, marking you. 

To care? You don’t have it in you. Probably not even if you were sober. Your mind struggles to come up with a reply, the ocean you are swimming in has everything except guilt, which was burning Anakin’s soul. “I know…” You whispered weakly, pushing your hips forwards and biting your lip to choke a moan at how good it felt to be humping your stepbrother’s knee. “I heard you jacking last month— you moaned my name” It was a miracle you could even build the sentence together, your voice was slurred and broken, but Anakin understood every word.

He curses under his breath, and the surprising sight of his flushed, red cheeks seems to break your drunk trance for a moment. Anakin hides his face in your shoulder, resting his forehead on the muscle. “You weren’t supposed to hear that” He mutters, it feels humiliating, but the simple act of unintentional humiliation makes his cock twitch inside his grey sweats. 

“I did”

“Shut up”

“I liked it”

Anakin’s head snaps upwards, meeting your half-lidded eyes. He wants to believe you. The doubt flies around his head: He is not used to having what he wants— Why would you be the exception? Is this his chance to be greedy and take the only thing he has been craving for months now? Is this how Eve felt when the Devil offered her the forbidden fruit? 

Are you his forbidden fruit?

Is this the way out from Eden?

It was too much. 

Lowering his knee he glares at your discontented groan, placing both hands on your shoulders and forcing you to kneel. The intention is clear, and it doesn’t take you long to pick it up. Your shaky hands fumble with the little bow on his swears but Anakin just pushes them away, muttering something about ‘how stupidly drunk you are you can’t even do something for yourself’. What is also not a surprise, is the lack of underwear— but what it is— is his cock. 

Your mouth waters at the sight of it, completely hard right in front of your face. Swallowing, you allow him to guide the tip to your open, awaiting mouth. The first touch is like touching heaven, or hell— Your warm tongue swirls over the sensitive head tasting the salty precum, wondering what could you do to be able to savor him again. Anakin places his large hand on the back of your head fighting the urge to push you all the way in. He is trying to be nice, at least a little. Although, it seems like you have other plans; He is bigger than other guys you’ve seen, not massive but certainly above average. Perhaps big enough that you can see the outline on your lower stomach if he fucks you. Sliding a couple more inches inside your wet mouth you roll your eyes at the way Anakin’s breath hitches and how his hips push forwards the slightest bit.

The wonderful weight of his cock on your tongue is hypnotizing, and you waste no time bobbing your head back and forth, sliding a bit more of his cock after a couple of minutes. Raising your eyes, you find Anakin staring directly at you, his blue irises dilated and almost glowing in a predatory manner. 

His breathless chuckle catches you off guard. “You must be a slut if you suck cock this good.” It’s a double-edged compliment, either way, it feels good. You whine around his dick making him hiss in pleasure, biting his lower lip to keep the noises down. He can only imagine the catastrophic consequences if his mother (or your father) wakes up and finds his son’s cock buried in his stepsibling’s throat. “Fuck— I wish I could have you on your knees all day…” 

You try to nod at the idea, it sounds great— it fucking does. The struggle for air starts to hit you, and the lustful haze replaces the alcohol haze in your head and bloodstream— You are no longer drunk in cheap tequila, vodka, and whatever the fuck was in that igloo; no, you are drunk in his cock, his scent, his voice, in him. 

You decide to go big, because well, you already are home. Deepthroating him rewards you with a delightful moan, not loud enough to bounce over the walls of the first floor but enough for you to pick it up and moan as an aftereffect. Your throat contracts around his hard cock and Anakin is a dead man. The little restraint he had left breaks and the next thing you feel is your head banging against the wall to keep you in place as he fucks your face. His hips thrust on and on, your gags and chokes sobs only spurring him further. Your nails dig into his thighs and his balls graze against your chin with every frantic snap. Anakin is painting, sweating, sinning. 

If this was the forbidden fruit, could he blame Eve at all? 

Your tears, your smeared makeup, the drool that trickles down your chin is like a work of art. Anakin thinks you look beautiful, but it isn’t enough. The muted pounding of the back of your skull against the wall shouldn’t be as erotic as you register it, forcing your mouth open, letting him use you, ruin you, own you in the nastiest way possible. 

Anakin’s release comes without warning. His cock twitches inside your mouth and some thick, hot ropes of cum slide down your throat before he moved out of the warm paradise that your mouth was to paint your face with his cum. He exhales shakily, stroking the base to make sure everything is out and on you. The thick globe of cum that slides down your cheek reaches the corner of your lips and you stick your tongue to catch it, making Anakin squeeze his eyes close and wipe the sweat away from his forehead with the back of his hand.

The silence is everything but tense, it even feels comforting; as if all the words that you two wanted to scream were now said— in such a carnal, animalistic way. Anakin’s hands are gentle as he helps you get up, giving you the time you need to calm yourself and settle the unsteadiness of your legs. His arm wraps itself around your waist, trying so badly not to look at your cum-stained face in order to not get hard again. 

“Sorry,” He whispers as the familiar sensation of guilt makes itself present and commences to weigh his shoulders down. His nose scratches your shoulder, and every negative thought begins to swirl inside his mind. 

“Don’t be” You reply, trying to smile but you are too tired to even do it.

The clock ticks 4:12 am.

“Is it wrong if I say I love you?” Anakin’s voice is searing with regret, what has he done? The martyrdom rings inside his chest, constricting it and echoing like big, golden bells. 

“I don’t know” Your answer is sincere. You blink some tears away, wiping some of his lukewarm cum away from your face, it’s beginning to dry up. “But I love you too, so, if it’s wrong…”

He knows what you are implying. 

The clock ticks 4:16 am when he helps you undress and wipes your face with a makeup remover wipe. Anakin helps you get dressed, noticing your pajama top was an old t-shirt that belongs to him, a piece of clothing he simply imagined he lost in the washer machine. His lips are soft when he tucks you in bed. You smile at him tiredly, kissing him back.

No more words were needed.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 English isn’t my first language, sorry for any mistakes!

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[venussss01]

my favorite works/ recommendations 3

anakin skywalker™

- pretty baby by @luxtrys

- yes here by @fuckmyskywalker

- a hundred and ten percent ready by @luxtrys

- late night thot by @fuckmyskywalker

- babysitting by @fuckmyskywalker

- teacher’s pet by @s-brant

- good resolutions by @spacesurfing

- can’t get enough by @geekforhorror

stiles stilinski™

- let me help you by @theemporium

- you’re my friend not theirs by @messylustt

- warmth by @asterias-record-shop

- desperation by @murdrdocs

- enemies with benefits mlist by @slut4thebroken

- how funny do you think teasing is now by @theemporium

- no plot needed by @ghostgardn

rafe cameron™

- she’s mine by @antxlss

- too friendly by @blueicequeen19

- dark!rafe by @bratty-lxndry444

- stepbrother by @murdrdocs

- casual affection by @proactivetypaperson

- just checking my phone by @randomoutsiders

- prom night series by @sevenwivesofrafecameron

- argumentative by @applcrumbl

- bad news by @blackthunder137

- darling angel by @emmalandry

- taking care of rafe by @cal-flakes

- call me fucking dumb by @xob1tchs

patrick bateman™

- stuck in an elevator by @makeyoumine69

- don’t be shy now by @makeyoumine69

- obsession by @makeyoumine69

- dad’s best friend by @makeyoumine69

- i wanna feel you in my bones by @makeyoumine69

#rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x reader #fic recs #fic recommendation #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker smut #star wars #obx fanfiction #rafe obx #obx #star wars smut #patrick bateman #patrick bateman smut #american physco #stiles stilinski smut #stiles stilinski #stiles stilinksi x reader #teen wolf #teen wolf smut

[st4rfckerz]

masterlist

✮ - smut ✶ - angst ✿ - fluff

full works!

anakin skywalker

     ⊹₊𖤐⋆ house sitter ✮

the skywalker's call you to watch over their home while they go on a date, but anakin comes home unexpectedly.

⊹₊𖤐⋆ desperate ✮

anakin missed you a little extra today.

⊹₊𖤐⋆ alley ✮

after acting out for attention, anakin gives you the attention he thinks you deserve.

⊹₊𖤐⋆2:37 am ✮

during a sleepless night, your stepbrother, anakin comes to your aid.

⊹₊𖤐⋆ home alone ✮

a week has passed since anakin snuck into your room and it hasn't left your mind since.

⊹₊𖤐⋆ early present ✿✮

anakin comes home after work with a little surprise.

     ⊹₊𖤐⋆ church mouse ✮

after confessing your sins to the priest, he encourages you to talk to him privately

⊹₊𖤐⋆ farmboy ✮

anakin is your family's farmhand and after inviting him to dinner, you can't keep your hands to yourself

james kelly

     ⊹₊𖤐⋆ car troubles ✮

your neighbor james kelly fixes your car for you while you're home alone.

sam monroe

     ⊹₊𖤐⋆ give into us ✮✶

you receive a call from an anonymous caller.

blurbs!

jealous!anakin ✮

dilf!anakin ✮

modern!anakin with a bloody nose ✮

gf!sam ✮

coming home to anakin after a stressful day ✮

carguy!anakin ✮

the jedi code is a cock block ✮

anakin making you sit on a vibrator ✮

"you don't hate me" ✮

dad!anakin ✮

nerdy!anakin always keeps his glasses on ✮

"want me to make you a mommy?" ✮

using anakin ✮

hayden thinks he's too old for you ✮

sam gets handsy in the elevator ✮

sam likes the thought of you with another woman ✮

#masterlist #st4rfckerz #hayden christensen #hayden christensen x reader #anakin skywalker #anakin x reader #anakin skywalker x reader #ghostface #anakin #bruce wayne #james kelly x reader #james kelly #sam monroe x reader #sam monroe #star wars

[roseboysstuff]

Just gonna make a little masterlist so my writing doesn't get lost

I use male reader for when I just use male pronouns. Ftm reader for when I mention the words vagina, pussy and clit with male pronouns. Cis M! reader is when I use words like cock and ass with male pronouns.

Leon Kennedy - Pussy drunk - Ftm Reader - Pushing his bf against a wall - Male Reader - Perv for his ftm roommate - Ftm Reader - Possessive yandere husband - Ftm Reader - Husband on their wedding night - Ftm Reader - Jealous FWB - Ftm Reader - Las Plagas infected yandere - Ftm Reader - Him and Luis Serra tagteaming you - Ftm Reader - Yandere bodyguard - Ftm Reader - Fucking his little brother in the shower - Ftm Reader - Taking care of his virgin bf - Ftm Reader - Coming home to his bf humping a stuffed animal - Ftm Reader - Step dad Leon babytrapping his step son Part 1 - Ftm Reader -Part 2 - Ftm Reader - Fucking his virgin bf with a vibrating dildo - Ftm Reader - Making sure his lil bro gets pregnant - Ftm Reader - Las Plagas Leon stuffing reader with his eggs - Ftm Reader - Bunny hybrid reader humping a pillow - Ftm Reader - Step dad leon and his insecure stepson - Ftm Reader - Wolf hybrid Leon and bunny hybrid reader - Ftm Reader - Fingering his friend's son in public - Ftm Reader - Incel loser Leon fucking his step bro - Ftm Reader - His stepson has an oral fixation - Ftm Reader - Dad Leon dressing up as Santa - Ftm Reader - CW : Gore ] Leon fucking reader's eye socket - Male reader - Loser Leon worshipping reader's tdick - Ftm Reader - Alpha Big brother Leon claiming his omega brother - Ftm Reader - Fucking his taken friend - Ftm Reader - Dad! Leon fucking his son on a halloween party - Ftm Reader - Pent up married couple - Ftm Reader - More stepdad! Leon - Ftm Reader

Takashi Shirogane (Voltron) - Babying his short bf - Male Reader - Gentle daddy dom - Male Reader - Looking after his alcoholic bf - Male Reader - Coming home to his chubby trans bf - Ftm Reader - Impregnating his son - Ftm Reader - (HCs) Apologising after making you flinch - Ftm Reader - Fucking his little boyfriend into overstimulation - Ftm Reader

Anakin Skywalker - Fucking his ftm husband - Ftm Reader - Dark anakin fucking his husband - Ftm Reader - Using the force to finger his bf in public - Ftm Reader - Dark anakin being jealous and possessive - Ftm Reader

Fire Lord Zuko - Using his bf as stress relief - Ftm Reader - Sex pollen - Ftm Reader - Reuniting with his stepbrother - Cis m! Reader - HCs of Zuko's kinks - Male! Reader - Pampering his malewife - Male Reader - Getting his husband pregnant again - Ftm Reader

Keith Kogane (Voltron) - His little brother riding his cock in his sleep - Ftm Reader

Guzma (Pokemon) - Domming his childhood friend - Ftm Reader - Guzma nonconning his sleeping lil bro - Ftm Reader

Arven (Pokemon) - Fucking his little brother - Ftm Reader

William Afton (Fnaf movie) - Dad william taking his son's virginity - Ftm Reader - Dad William teaching his son how to ride him - Ftm Reader

Prince Lotor (Voltron) - Yandere Lotor babytrapping - Ftm Reader - Part 2 - Ftm Reader - Part 3 - Ftm Reader - Keeping his son on a leash - Ftm Reader

OCs Yandere popular brother - Introduction (Not Smutty) - Male reader - He gets jealous of you talking to another boy - Ftm Reader

#masterlist

[agusqueen4]

I just realized that Anakin Skywalker and Kratos share some things in common.

You're probably wondering, what does a Jedi Knight and a God of War have in common?

1- Both had a very hard childhood: Anakin as a slave on Tatooine and Kratos trained as a child and we all know how brutal the Spartans' training was.

2- Both were the youngest generals of their respective armies: Anakin with the Republic and Kratos with Sparta.

3- Both acquired nicknames due to their actions: Anakin as Hero with no Fear and Kratos as the Ghost of Sparta.

4- They both had a vision about her mother and when they found her, she died in his arms.

5- Before or after the above, he met/found his brother: Anakin met his stepbrother, Owen Lars and Kratos found his lost brother. Deimos.

6- At the end of AOTC, the war between the Republic and the Separatists began. And at the end of GOW 2, the war between the Titans and the Gods began.

7- They both submitted to someone for more power: Anakin submitted to Sidious to have the power to save his wife and Kratos submitted to Ares to have the power to defeat the Barbarians and save Sparta. And they both end up killing their masters.

8- Both end up becoming monsters: Anakin became Darth Vader and Kratos the God-slayer.

9- And they both have a scar on their eye.

10- They both have two children: Anakin have Luke and Leia and Kratos has Calliope and Atreus.

11- After killing the person responsible for their suffering they both died: Anakin died after killing Palpatine to save Luke and Kratos committed suicide to free Hope over Greece.

12- Both found redemption due to the love of their children: Anakin stopped being Darth Vader and Kratos become a better person.

#anakin skywalker #star wars #kratos #god of war

[yubsie]

A Trip to Tosche Station

Summary: When a Jedi drops off an entire newborn, he could at least include some baby supplies.

Characters: Beru Whitesun Lars, Owen Lars, Baby Luke Skywalker, Biggs Darkligter's Mom (would it have KILLED them to name her?)

Rating: G

Notes: Oh look, I actually managed to finish writing something that I started before I had my baby. I'm actually kinda glad I didn't finish it earlier because now I have DETAILS.

It started as an ordinary enough day. The war was waging far away, but Beru was more concerned about what might happen with the Hutts and the Tuskens. Even more so about the state of the vaporators. Tatooine always had problems of its own that the larger galaxy wanted nothing to do with.

And then the larger galaxy’s problems came knocking. No one expected a Jedi to show up on their doorstep with a baby. They certainly didn’t expect it to end well.

They worried about Owen’s stepbrother when they heard what happened to the Jedi. The whole community worried about him. Speaking about those sorts of worries only invited further trouble, so no one said anything. No, better that they to all immediately forget that Anakin had left to join the Jedi. There were no Jedi around here, and the man who showed up on their farm with a baby certainly wasn’t one of them.

Continue on AO3

#star wars #fanfiction #owen lars #beru whitesun #beru lars

[spell-cleaver]

Day 10: Apathy

(Also Day 19: Cowardice)

@angstober​ 

Luke crashed and woke up in luxury. The bed was genuinely one of the softest things he’d ever lain on, and the room itself was even more indulgent. A wide set of glass double doors opened onto what looked to be a balcony; a blue sky and a lake glittered beyond the wrought-iron railing. Plants sprung green and fresh from every corner, and he could hear the low hum of conversation just on the other side of the door.

He sat up in the bed. The heavy sheets fell down to his waist, and he noticed the delicate, handstitched pattern of rose trellises that flowered over the throw.

“Hello?” he called shyly. The conversation ceased.

“Is that him?”

“He’s awake—”

The door to the balcony creaked open; two women stepped inside. A sliver of buttery sunlight fell on him before they fixed the gauzy curtains back in place; it seeped into his chest like something close to affection.

He studied the women who hovered at the foot of the bed, apparently too shy or awkward to speak first. One was older than the other, but their resemblance made him guess they must be mother and daughter. The mother had silver hair tied back in a neat bun and a long, dark blue dress with wide sleeves. The daughter looked to be in her forties, with curly hair that fell around her face and a pale blue tunic. Both of them were staring at him intently.

“Are you Luke Skywalker?” the mother asked first.

His name was a dangerous thing to bandy around, but if they were enemies of the Alliance they’d probably have killed him already. Or, at least, called the Empire on him. So, he nodded. “I am.” He looked around. “What happened? The last thing I remember is flying to assist a Gungan call for aid—”

“Your ship crashed in the lake,” the daughter supplied helpfully, sitting down in an armchair that faced the dressing table. “We’re holidaying here and found you half-dead, clinging to a scrap of driftwood.”

“Sorry to ruin your holiday,” he croaked.

“Far from it, Luke,” she said, and, against all reason, smiled.

“My squadron,” he said slowly. They’d been flying to the Gungans’ aid, and then the TIEs had roared out of nowhere. They’d cut through them with an almost insulting ease, driving plenty to the ground for capture before shooting them down, and— “I need to go, my men—”

“They’re not your concern.”

“I’m their commander, of course they’re my concern.”

The two women exchanged a look. “He does remind me of her,” the daughter said to the mother.

“What does that mean?” Luke asked, a little heatedly. He caught himself. “I mean—I’m sorry. Thank you for rescuing me, and for your hospitality. But I need to go.”

“Please,” the mother said, sitting down on his other side. “Not just yet.”

“My name’s Sola Naberrie,” the daughter said. “This is my mother, Jobal. We knew Anakin Skywalker.”

It was slightly embarrassing how quickly that got his attention. “You did?” He leaned forwards eagerly. “How well did you know him?”

“I only met him once or twice,” Sola admitted. “He probably wouldn’t mention me. He would probably mention my sister, though.”

“I wouldn’t know,” Luke said. “He died when I was a baby.”

Jobal stared. “Then who raised you?”

“My aunt and uncle.”

“Who?” She sounded offended.

Luke grew hot with offence in return. “My father’s stepbrother on Tatooine. Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru. I grew up there—Ben Kenobi kept an eye on me.”

“Why didn’t you grow up here?”

“What?”

Sola looked just as angry. But she calmed herself before Jobal could carry herself away in her rage. “Do you know who your mother was?” she asked.

Luke shook his head. “Aunt Beru remembered meeting a woman my father visited with once, but she wasn’t sure it was her and struggled to remember her name.”

“What was her name?”

“I said she couldn’t remember.” Luke furrowed his brows. “Something like— Pam. Pad—”

“Padmé,” Jobal finished, her voice shaking.

“Possibly.” The name tasted strange on his tongue. He couldn’t tell whether that was a good thing or not. “Padmé.”

Jobal said, “Padmé was my daughter.”

Luke’s mouth dropped open.

Sola added, “At her funeral, the morticians made her look like she was still pregnant. Probably to protect you. But we had no idea you had survived.”

Luke swallowed. “You’re sure that she was with my father?”

“I never saw her act like that with anyone else,” Jobal said with a fondness that seemed to hurt.

“I did,” Sola said. “But not for a long time by the time she met Anakin again.” She nodded. “You’re my nephew.”

“Why weren’t you brought to us?” Jobal asked sharply. “We— we had the resources to take care of you! We could’ve cared for you!”

“We couldn’t have hidden you,” Sola realised. “That was why you were sent to Tatooine.”

Jobal glanced at her. “This is an injustice, Sola. The Jedi—”

“Were trying to protect me,” Luke said fiercely. He blinked. This was surreal. Even if something told him it was the truth, his brain refused to comprehend it. “I… yeah. I’m sorry we haven’t met before, Jobal.”

“I’m your grandmother.”

“Grandmother.” That tasted strange on his tongue, as well. Grandma Shmi had died before he was born, and Grandpa Cliegg not long after.

But he smiled. She teared up, smiled, and took his hand in return.

“It’s nice to meet you,” he said.

“When we saw the bounty for you… Anakin Skywalker’s son… My galaxy changed. Twenty years without her. But you lived.” She squeezed his hand. “Anakin’s brother raised you, you say? Can I meet them?”

Luke’s throat went dry.

“No,” he said. “They’re dead too. I didn’t think I had any family left.”

Sola went white. “Dead?”

“Stormtroopers executed them.” He couldn’t keep the bitterness out of his voice. “They bought the wrong droid.”

“So, you joined the Rebellion,” Jobal said. Her tone was a little dull.

“Well, events spiralled, then I blew up the Death Star. There wasn’t really much going back.” He shivered at the memory. It had just been one trauma after another for several days. “Even Biggs—my childhood friend—died at Yavin.”

“Everyone died? You had nowhere else to go?” Sola asked. Luke shook his head.

Jobal patted his hand. “Well, you do now,” she decided. “You should stay here. The queen gifted us this manor after Padmé died—we holiday here to remember her, when we can, even now that my husband’s gone—and we have plenty of room for you. This,” she glanced around sadly, “used to be Padmé’s room.”

Another shiver ran through him. He didn’t know how to feel about that, knowing he was lying in his dead mother’s bed.

“I’d love to come and visit,” he said. “But I—” He faltered at Jobal’s look. “I need to get back to the Alliance. My ship must be destroyed, but I know a few codes to get back, they need me—”

“Another one,” Jobal muttered.

“Mum,” Sola warned.

“My squadron—that’s the first thing I need to do.” Luke swung his legs over the bed. “How long have I been out?”

“Three days,” Sola supplied. “You had a lot of cuts and bruises, but bacta fixed them up.” He could feel the tenderness of the skin around his torso and limbs. “Mainly it was exhaustion that took you out, I think.”

“Three days? They’ll either be with the Gungans or executed already. I need to—”

Jobal closed a hand around his wrist. “You don’t need to do anything,” she said sternly. “You’re injured.”

“Not anymore, you healed me—and thank you for that. I really appreciate it.”

“It’s dangerous, Luke.”

“That’s exactly why I need to go, Grandma”—he saw her face harden at the title, fixing her resolve—“my men need me.”

“Your family needs you,” she hissed. “We only just recovered you—we’ve barely discovered you’re alive. We haven’t even taken a blood test to prove it yet!”

Luke stilled. “You don’t believe in the Alliance,” he said slowly.

“It’s not that, Luke,” Sola tried.

“Even after the Empire killed your daughter and her partner.”

“Don’t condescend to me. I know what the Empire is.”

“Then you know how important it is to fight it!”

“I know that it gets people killed for nothing,” she bit out. “My daughter is dead, as is her partner, as you said. My granddaughter ignored all my warnings and went to the Senate like her aunt to defy Palpatine, and now she’s locked away in some prison on Coruscant. For all we know, she’s dead. My husband is dead, from the stress of all this mess! And my other granddaughter—”

“Leave Ryoo out of this, Mother,” Sola ordered.

“—is just as reckless. Every time she goes to another one of those protests she risks discovery. I am not letting this war take more of my family from me.”

“You don’t care about the cause, then?” Luke stared at her. “The Empire is evil.”

“That doesn’t mean that you have to do something about it.”

Luke had never been one for politics as much as Leia had, but he’d heard her rants. Every time, he’d been shocked by what she said. By the main reason people didn’t want to join a rebellion they agreed with wholeheartedly.

Apathy.

Apathy and cowardice.

“You’re afraid,” he said.

“Of course I’m afraid! Only a fool wouldn’t be.”

“That doesn’t stop me,” he said.

She hadn’t risen from her seat, so he was taller than her as he stood, but somehow she still looked down her nose at him. “And you would have died had we not been there,” she said. “I do not consider that a sensible course of action.”

“Do you not care?” Luke burst out. “You don’t want anyone to bother to do anything? Do you not care about the people the Empire has hurt?”

“Luke, of course she cares—”

“I am one of those people, Luke,” Jobal informed him. “And I have reached my limit of empathy. I have nothing left to give.”

Luke swallowed. “Then I’m sorry for that, Grandma,” he said. “But I have much more to give.” He turned to Sola. “What did you do with my clothes?” He was wearing silk pyjamas right now, which were very comfortable, but not war-appropriate attire.

“Burned them,” his aunt said. “But I’ll find you some clothes. Darred always overpacks anyway.” She stood up. “Come with me.”

“Please, Luke,” Jobal pleaded. “Don’t make me bury you too.”

Luke paused on the threshold of the room, just behind Sola. Jobal hadn’t risen from her chair, but she was watching him with dark eyes.

“I’ll come back, Grandma,” he said softly. “Don’t worry about that. I’ll be the one who lives.”

Jobal hesitated, her face a rictus of disapproval. But she lifted her chin and pointed with it. “Open that drawer.”

Hesitating only momentarily, Luke opened it. It was full of scarves. He dug a little bit, and underneath them he found—

A gleaming silver pistol.

“That was Padmé’s,” she said. “If you intend to rescue your squadron from the jaws of Imperial imprisonment, you’ll need a weapon. May it bring you luck, as it did her.” She paused. “It had better be good luck, this time.”

Luke nodded and slid his hand around the grip. It was cool and light in his palm. “Thank you, Grandma,” he said, and slipped out of the room.

He didn’t see her again for another four years. But that was alright. By then, they had a lot to talk about, many tears to cry, and one more lost granddaughter to add to her family.

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[the-fanciful-fangirl]

We’re enough. You and me.

I keep thinking about this line from Beru. This fandom loves to talk about how Luke and Leia share so many attributes with Anakin and Padmé (and they do for sure). But I’m also swooning about how this woman, this never-left-the-planet, sweet, caring, took-on-her-husband’s-stepbrother’s-child-with-little-explanation and will defend said child with her life woman, is who raised and shaped Luke Skywalker.

Beru is a stay at home mom who hides shot guns and rifles in a vent in her wall, knowing that someday she might have to fight for what she loves and she’s willing to do it without question. She isn’t afraid of anything besides losing her boy. You know she fought hard when those stormtroopers came in A New Hope but she was also shown to be kind and caring.

She is why Luke Skywalker was both a joy and a fighter, because that’s who his Aunt Mom taught him to be.

#star wars #aunt beru #beru whitesun #beru lars #luke skywalker #padme #anakin #leia organa

[fuckmyskywalker]

"Benzodiazepines." — Anakin Skywalker.

— CW: 18+, smut! Somnophilia. Stepcest (Anakin calls himself "big brother"). Dubcon/Noncon. Drug use. Mild mentions of rimming/anal, manhandling. Anakin is pretty nasty. | Word Count: 1k (not proofread!)

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Standing next to your bed, Anakin smiles. It is a wicked, creepy smile; loaded with a sick pleasure and lust— with something unsettling. Picking up the glass of water you always keep in your nightstand, he pops open the little glass bottle that cost him quite a lot… Only to pour half of it. Twirling the water with his finger he wipes it out in your blanket, placing the glass back on your nightstand and hiding inside your closet.

Patience is key. Anakin learned that a while ago. This is something that has been occupying his mind for a while now, and he isn't sure if he’ll be able to last as much as he meticulously planned. 

He shouldn't feel like this. He shouldn't even have any sort of romantic or sexual attraction towards you— his stepsibling— yet, he finds himself jerking almost every night in the adjacent room with a pair of dirty underwear he stole from your laundry basket; sometimes he'll wrap them around his dick, other days he will sniff them, even lick them… anything.

Unable to stop himself, Anakin’s palms his soft cock, eager to see how the night unravels. It doesn't take you long to return from your nightly shower, wrapped in a short towel and changing right in front of your closet. Anakin knows you keep your next outfit laid over the edge of your bed. In fact— he knows every single little detail about you, from the foods that make your nose scrunch, to the different vibrations of your toy whenever you use it in the middle of the night when you think everyone is asleep.

Anakin never sleeps. Not even when you are asleep. 

He would never waste time that he can spend with you.

So he waits. He waits rubbing his now semi-hard cock, watching you dress, brush your hair and even apply those scented lotions and serums that you adore so much. But he has a different reasoning tonight… he will coat your face with something else. 

He watches you drink every single drop of water, and when it comes to that point— his cock is as hard as it can get, it even hurts. Reaching for the half-full bottle he twirls it in his palm, reading the side effects:

«May cause Anterograde amnesia. Consume responsibly. Don’t consume if you are pregnant, lactating, or are allergic to any of the components.»

You sit on your bed, draping the covers over your body and yawning. Assuming it was a long day, you close your eyes as the door of your closet creeks open slowly. Paying it no mind, you continue relaxing under the warmth of the blankets when you hear a heavy breathing next to you.

Snapping your eyes open, you fail to notice the effort it takes you to even do such an automatic task. “Anakin?” You ask confused. “What are you doing here?” You eye behind him, noticing the closet doors wide open. The realization hits you like a bucket of cold water, freezing every bone and nerve so much you can’t move. “Where you inside my fucking closet?”

He coos at you, placing a hand over your forehead and caressing your skin. His other hand peels the blankets off your body allowing his blue eyes to gobble with your beautiful body. “Shhh… it’s okay. Your big brother will take care of you” His voice isn't soothing at all, but the drowsy state that begins to fog your brain mistakes the creepy tone with a calming one. So soft and tender.

“Anakin…” You whisper, barely conscious by the time he is lifting up your shirt and groping your breasts. His indexes and thumbs pinch your nipples, pulling them gently, admiring your late and slow reactions. Every little arch and jolt is delayed, and his body shivers with excitement.

By the time you finally fall asleep, dragged to a peaceful, forced slumber you won’t be able to remember, Anakin already yanks his sweats down, and fists his cock furiously at the sight of your limp, almost lifeless body. He knows the drugs are quite harsh, especially since he gave you a rather large dose— so maybe he has even more time than he initially thought. 

After toying with you for a while, manhandling you, twisting your body into any position he can imagine, Anakin finally lays you down on your stomach, spreading your ass with his trembling, sweaty hands and kneeling behind you. His tongue circles your puckered hole as his eyes roll to the back of his head, he can’t believe he is finally able to fulfill his most carnal, lustful desires— and even now, when he is spitting on your already dripping pussy, Anakin still can’t believe he is taking what he thinks belongs to him.

You.

“That's it—” He praises you as your body doesn't even react to his thrust. There’s no need to be nice, it is not as if you are going to remember this anyway. “Take this fucking cock— you love your big brother’s cock don’t you?”

The lack of response makes Anakin moan louder, painfully aware of how his mother and your father are sleeping downstairs. His hips snap against yours in an animalistic, primal manner, chasing his own high and relying on the way your cunt keeps squeezing him, coating him with your involuntary slick and enveloping him like a warm velvety glove. 

Your body doesn't even tremble, and every now and then Anakin has to stop to make sure you are still breathing— when he confirms you are still in fact alive, he smirks deviously and pushes your face further down your pillows, slapping your ass playfully in the process.

“Aren’t you a p–pretty thing… taking my cock so good, so well. As if you were— fuck— made for me…”

“Such a little slut for your stepbrother’s dick aren't you… I know—I know…”

The deep slumber he is giving you doesn't seem to come to an end anytime soon, so Anakin knows he has… potentially four to five hours to do as he pleases with you. He fills your pussy up with his cum, making sure to push it back in with his fingers. He tongues and fingers your pretty tight hole until it is stretched and ready for another finger, he sucks and nibbles your tits until your nipples are swollen, and he forces your mouth open with his thumb to slide his cock to the back of your throat…

It's not like you're going to remember any of this anyway.

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[ladystoneboobs]

why is it people are all agreed that luke and leia would* have very different feelings about darth vader as a father but cannot grasp that their experiences with the people who raised them were also very different?

leia was actually adopted by a father who chose her, who gave her his name, and raised her as fully one of them, to think of himself and his wife as her parents. none of that was at all true for luke. he was dropped on owen and beru after they met his parents all of once a few years before. (which does not a brotherly relationship make! stepbrothers or not! padme was the one with an actual surviving family on naboo who actually knew and loved her. even bail knew her better than owen knew anakin.) owen lied about how anakin lived and died but still raised luke with an idea of his real father, using the skywalker name and saying aunt and uncle instead of mom and dad. 

do y’all not realize that an intra-family adoption doesn’t mean surnames can’t be changed or kids can’t say mom/dad instead of grandma/grandpa or aunt/uncle or whatever? why wouldn’t a kid instinctively call the people raising them from infancy mama and dada? this was all a choice, that’s why. (and considering the danger of the skywalker name, that part was a meaningful and deliberate choice.) and i’m not even blaming owen for it. adoptions cannot be forced on people who did not choose them. not everyone is capable of loving someone else’s child exactly the same as if they were related by blood and that’s not some irredeemable flaw. not everyone even wants to be parents, naturally or not! we don’t know if owen and beru ever wanted to be parents before obi-wan showed up on their doorstep. and even with the lying everyone did about anakin, it speaks well that luke was still raised with some knowledge of his birth parents and grew up loving and respecting the (false) idea of anakin. 

i’m sure owen and beru cared for luke as he did for them but they did not think of each other as simply father/mother and son, nuclear family-style. and to assert otherwise is to deliberately ignore the writing in the movies with every line of “uncle owen” “aunt beru” “his father/your father/my father” and “i have no memory of my mother. i never knew her.” it’s not an insult to owen/beru not to equate them with bail/breha who chose adoption and whom we know had always talked of adopting a baby girl. if anything, i’d say it’s an insult to ignore the complexity and true context there to simplify everyone into the same categories. and maybe, just maybe, we should consider that luke’s connection to anakin/vader and longing for knowledge of his “real” mother has to do with how he was raised differently than leia, and not because the twins are instrincially so different with luke just being a bigger softie.

*i say would because it’s not like rotj gives any time for leia’s reaction to learing she was fathered by anakin/vader (and no, eu matierials which can be de-canonized at any time do not make up any lack in the script). but it’s not as if leia expresses any disapproval toward luke’s feelings or hopes either, even as she worries about his plan. maybe bc she understands how and why she and luke are coming from different places better than most in the fandom do.

#luke skywalker #leia organa #owen lars #beru lars #srsly yoda and obi-wan decided luke's home with no consultation #and then years later ben claims luke is his responsibility after #putting the day-to-day responsibility of care on owen and beru #no wonder he's seen a nosy meddlesome hermit #*seen as #STAR WARS NOTHING BUT STAR WARS #gffa meta #(c)lsb

[dreamsofalifeold]

((I had the weirdest fucking dream today. It started out with me trying to find these magnets for my stepbrother. I went to this fair in town to find them and there, I ran into Sideshow Bob and a baby version of Anakin Skywalker and Anakin's parents.

Flash forward three or so years; Sideshow Bob was in the mafia and had kidnapped me and baby Anakin, who he was using me to take care of. I also saw him kill the kid's parents using an alien monster that sucks out body fluids and replaces them with its own poison so...not ideal setup.

But I had grown to love Anakin and tried to protect him from Bob and the people he worked for. We were almost happy, and I made sure little Anakin was as safe and loved as could be. But then Bob started like. Hitting on me?? Asking what kind of man he would have to be for me to love him. Suddenly I was British for some reason?? And I told him "I could love you if you were a decent man." And he didn't seem to understand. Then I told him he reminded me of Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights.))

#out of the grave (ooc) #cryptie shut up (mun speaks)

[endcfanempire]

[ MEDIC ] sender arrives on receiver’s doorstep, badly bleeding . // Ahsoka for Obi-Wan; up to you whether or not Obi-Wan knew that Ahsoka knew he was hiding on Tatooine 👀

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19BBY - The Fall Of The Republic & The Rise Of The New Empire Obi-Wan found himself docking at the Mos Espa spaceport on Tatooine far sooner than he would have liked, despite the cautious way in which he'd had to travel to avoid detection and the fact that it had taken him nearly a solid week. He'd had to commission a VCX-100 freighter before leaving Polis Massa with his precious cargo in tow, disguising the medical pod that the newborn would be traveling in for the duration of the journey as a cargo compartment in order to maintain secrecy and avoid suspicion.

It was a precarious situation to be certain, as the Jedi were now considered traitors to the Republic (the newly found Empire), but after shaving his face clean, cutting his hair and dawning far less flattering clothing than he would have liked, making him nearly invisible, he was off on his journey to protect one of the only surviving remnants of Anakin Skywalker-- his son, Luke. The moment Obi-Wan had made it into open space he'd sent an encrypted message to Tatooine ahead of himself, in hopes of reaching the only family that Anakin had left in order to warn them of his arrival. He very much doubted they would get it in time, but it was worth the risk it took to send it. The trip was dangerous, and he'd had to jump out of hyperspace more than once in order to avoid detection, but eventually (and with the help of a few maneuvers he'd actually learned from his former Padawan) he landed at his destination and personally saw to it that the cargo was delivered to the farm of one Owen Lars- stepbrother of Anakin Skywalker and the only family that his son, Luke Skywalker, truly had. At least the only family he was able to outwardly acknowledge. Once Obi-Wan had explained the situation fully with Owen (which took several days, during which Naboo was overtaken, and Darth Vader's identity was confirmed among those who knew him), he took his leave of the family and left Luke in their capable hands, alongside one medical droid, C3PO and R2D2. Then he made his way into the settlement and eventually found a suitable place to set up residence and await Master Yoda's signal to begin his new Force training. 09BBY - MOS ESPA, TATOOINE The near-ten-years following the fall of the Republic had been fraught with nightmares for Obi-Wan Kebobi, with visions of the man he had faced on Mustafar, the man so far from the child he had met on Tatooine, now the embodiment of everything that Obi-Wan had devoted his life to destroying: Murderer. Traitor. Fallen Jedi. Lord of the Sith.

Each night the terrors came and each night saw him cutting down his enemy all while begging for his enemy's innocence. For many long years, those nightmares saw him waking up drenched in a cold sweat with tears streaming down his face and the realization that despite everything, including his own Jedi training…

Obi-Wan still loved him. Master Yoda had said it flat out: Allow such attachments to pass out of one's life, a Jedi must--- but Obi-Wan had never let himself fully understand. He had argued on behalf of Anakin, had made excuses for him, covered for him again and again and again; all the while telling himself that it was simply his duty to his former Master, Qui-Gon, to honor the promise he had made. All the while the attachment he denied even feeling had blinded him absolutely to the dark path that his best friend and brother had begun to walk. Obi-Wan knew that in the end, there was only one solution to attachment and with the help of his eventual lessons with Master Yoda within the Force, he was able to let that attachment go. Or at least… he thought he had. It was a night like any other had been before it, filled with nightmares and adrenaline laced visions beneath his twitching eyelids, when something fundamental had shifted within the Force. He'd felt it first within his nightmares but his mind had initially contributed it to the nightmare itself, being one of flames and ashes and the screams that caused his heart to ache and his stomach to twist until he was grunting aloud. The feeling grew and grew, until he could practically feel the flames crackling from within and blistering his own flesh. When he inhaled it was hot and it burnt his throat, causing him to begin coughing and gasping for breath. He was plucked from his slumber only moments later, a sharp cry echoing out into the cavernous chambers he had set up for himself as the pain echoed throughout his entire body. The visions of flames had gone but the feel of them lapping at his flesh continued to haunt him until he was certain it must be some sort of punishment. He attempted to steady his breathing but the very act itself was nearly too much for him to bear, clutching at his abdomen and seeking out the cup of water he'd placed beside his bed. Once found, he drained it entirely in three seconds and was staggering to his feet within the next two. The glass fell from his hands as he swayed on his feet, hitting the stone with a small 'tink' before shattering into a million pieces. Eyes slipping shut, he allowed himself enough of a connection to the Force that the throbbing pain abated and he was able to stand up properly to survey the room around him. He had never had a nightmare quite so--- realistic before.

Pulling his hair back and tying it with a band, he made to clean the glass littering the floor and toss it into the trash bin. He was halfway to grabbing another glass when he heard the scratching at the entryway to his 'home'. Pale eyes shifted toward the direction of the sound as he stopped in place, muscles tensing and becoming still as a statue. One… Two… Three… Four--- The sound came again, louder this time and almost as if it were intentional. It wasn't a knock, but it was certainly meant to gain his attention and hopefully garner an investigation. His eyes narrowed as he made his way silently toward his tucked away weapon, brandishing it with one hand. Approaching the door and holding his breath, Obi Wan pulled the door open and aimed the barrel of his weapon at---- nothing at all. He frowned a moment before movement from below caught his eye, and when he looked down he felt the entire planet shift beneath his feet. His eyes widened, his mouth fell open just a bit and his weapon fell out of his hand all together and clattered to the dust beneath their feet. He felt a pang of relief and a jolt of ice cold terror at the sight he saw before him, and it took him a moment in his shock to actually get out anything resembling speech. "… Ahsoka? You-- You're---alive?" he hissed, quietly so that his voice wouldn't carry into the night. He knelt down at once without hesitation, hands moving to where he noticed quite a bit of blood and what appeared to be a nearly fatal wound. "Oh, young one--- what have you gotten yourself into?" he whispered, not expecting any sort of actual response as his now bloodstained hands slid beneath her in order to lift her enough to slide her inside and close the door. He had first aid, a bit of medical tech that he'd required early on and, if absolutely necessary... the living Force.

#ourstoriesunfold #v: canonverse #Obi Wan Kenobi Muse #Long Post #Answered Asks

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Disney+ Originals (Part 9)

Moon Knight (March 30 2022-May 4 2022; 1 Season) "Steven Grant and mercenary Marc Spector investigate the mysteries of the Egyptian gods from inside the same body." (Developed by Jeremy Slater)

Better Nate Than Ever (April 1 2022) "Thirteen year old Nate Foster fantasizes about becoming a Broadway star. However, he struggles to even get roles in his high school play. When Nate's parents leave for the weekend, he and his friends decide to make Nate a star." (Directed by Tim Federle)

Sneakerella (May 13 2022) "El is an aspiring sneaker designer from Queens who works in a shoe store that once belonged to his late mother. He hides his artistic talent from his stepfather and two mean stepbrothers who constantly thwart any opportunity that comes his way." (Directed by Elizabeth Allen Rosenbaum)

Chip N Dale: Rescue Rangers (May 20 2022) "Chip and Dale live amongst cartoons and humans in modern-day Los Angeles, but their lives are quite different now. When a former cast mate mysteriously disappears, Chip and Dale must repair their broken friendship and save their friend." (Directed by Akiva Schaffer)

Obi-Wan Kenobi (May 27 2022-June 22 2022; 1 Season) "The Jedi Master contends with the consequences of his greatest defeat -- the downfall and corruption of his one-time friend and apprentice, Anakin Skywalker, who turned to the dark side as evil Sith Lord Darth Vader." (Developed by Deborah Chow)

#disney+ originals

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[tvsotherworlds]

[rawtrends]

The 40 Best Shows on Disney+ Right Now

The 40 Best Shows on Disney+ Right Now Disney+ is the streaming service from Disney that offers a wide variety of content for viewers of all ages. From classic Disney movies to original series, Disney+ has something for everyone. With so much content available, it can be hard to know where to start. To help you out, we’ve compiled a list of the 40 best shows on Disney+ right now. 1. The Mandalorian The Mandalorian is the first live-action Star Wars series and follows the adventures of a lone Mandalorian bounty hunter in the outer reaches of the galaxy. The show has been praised for its stunning visuals, compelling story, and strong performances from its cast. It’s a must-watch for any Star Wars fan. 2. The Simpsons The Simpsons is one of the longest-running animated series of all time and is still going strong after 30+ seasons. The show follows the misadventures of the Simpson family and their friends in the fictional town of Springfield. It’s a classic that’s sure to bring a smile to your face. 3. High School Musical: The Musical: The Series High School Musical: The Musical: The Series is a musical comedy series that follows a group of students at East High as they attempt to put on a production of High School Musical. The show is full of catchy songs, heartfelt moments, and plenty of drama. It’s a must-watch for any High School Musical fan. 4. The World According to Jeff Goldblum The World According to Jeff Goldblum is a documentary series that follows actor Jeff Goldblum as he explores the world around him. Each episode focuses on a different topic, from ice cream to sneakers, and Jeff’s unique perspective makes for an entertaining and informative watch. 5. The Imagineering Story The Imagineering Story is a documentary series that takes viewers behind the scenes of the Walt Disney Imagineering team. The show follows the team as they create some of the most iconic attractions at Disney Parks around the world. It’s a must-watch for any Disney fan. 6. The Simpsons Movie The Simpsons Movie is the feature-length film based on the classic animated series. The movie follows the Simpson family as they attempt to save their hometown of Springfield from destruction. It’s a hilarious and heartwarming adventure that’s sure to entertain the whole family. 7. The Clone Wars The Clone Wars is an animated series set in the Star Wars universe. The show follows the adventures of Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Ahsoka Tano as they battle the forces of the Separatists. It’s an action-packed series that’s sure to please any Star Wars fan. 8. Phineas and Ferb Phineas and Ferb is an animated series about two stepbrothers who attempt to make the most of their summer vacation. The show follows the duo as they embark on a series of wild and wacky adventures. It’s a fun and funny show that’s sure to entertain the whole family. 9. The Mandalorian: Season 2 The Mandalorian: Season 2 is the second season of the hit live-action Star Wars series. The show follows the further adventures of the Mandalorian bounty hunter as he attempts to protect the Child. It’s an action-packed season that’s sure to please any Star Wars fan. 10. The Simpsons: Season 30 The Simpsons: Season 30 is the latest season of the long-running animated series. The show follows the Simpson family as they continue to get into all sorts of misadventures in the town of Springfield. It’s a classic that’s sure to bring a smile to your face. 11. The Imagineering Story: Season 2 The Imagineering Story: Season 2 is the second season of the documentary series that takes viewers behind the scenes of the Walt Disney Imagineering team. The show follows the team as they create some of the most iconic attractions at Disney Parks around the world. It’s a must-watch for any Disney fan. 12. High School Musical: The Musical: The Series: Season 2 High School Musical: The Musical: The Series: Season 2 is the second season of the musical comedy series that follows a group of students at East High as they attempt to put on a production of High School Musical. The show is full of catchy songs, heartfelt moments, and plenty of drama. It’s a must-watch for any High School Musical fan. 13. The Simpsons: Season 31 The Simpsons: Season 31 is the latest season of the long-running animated series. The show follows the Simpson family as they continue to get into all sorts of misadventures in the town of Springfield. It’s a classic that’s sure to bring a smile to your face. 14. The Muppets The Muppets is a classic family comedy series that follows the misadventures of Kermit the Frog, Miss Piggy, and the rest of the Muppets. The show is full of hilarious sketches, catchy songs, and plenty of heart. It’s a must-watch for any fan of the Muppets. 15. The Simpsons Movie 2 The Simpsons Movie 2 is the sequel to the feature-length film based on the classic animated series. The movie follows the Simpson family as they attempt to save their hometown of Springfield from destruction. It’s a hilarious and heartwarming adventure that’s sure to entertain the whole family. 16. The Clone Wars: Season 7 The Clone Wars: Season 7 is the final season of the animated series set in the Star Wars universe. The show follows the adventures of Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Ahsoka Tano as they battle the forces of the Separatists. It’s an action-packed series that’s sure to please any Star Read the full article