#rip mundi

[meandmyechoes]

actual fashion crime

#Ki-Adi-Mundi #sorry master mundi #rip my jedi seamstress oc #totj spoilers #tales of the jedi #yuki watches totj #my togruta hood post got notes again i feel i should add to it because of this image #sorry for all the shitposting i am working on several gifsets/parallels #also i'm going a little crazy how tiny Ahsoka's Mom's montrals are and thus her hood/montral area

[prettyboypistol]

TF2 Mercs x M!Shy!Reader

Scout

Honestly likes how shy and quiet you are because it makes him seem more macho (not just for that reason ofc but still)

Likes teasing you in public with whispers in your ear or sneaky PDA that makes you jump and squeak

Jeremy is very protective and possessive. Very "Is this guy bothering you? Nah, nah, I'll kill him for fucking with my boo!"

He shows off a lot to impress you, but also is fine with failing because you either laugh at the stupidity or fuss over him after.

Soldier

Jane is a little hard headed sometimes and sometimes gets frustrated about things he doesn't understand. Like at a restaurant, he has trouble really understanding why you have issues telling the waiter your order was wrong.

Talks for you a lot (/lovingly but ohhhh my goddd)

Soldier means well and loves your more reserved nature, but he also wants to show you the world! This causes some communication issues.

Pyro

Kind of babies you a little and loves being the leader and guiding you around places

Overprotective like Scout, but a lot more supporting rather than confronting.

Shares their balloonicorn with you 🥺🥺🥺

Pyro is fine with being an introvert lover, so absolutely is fine with cuddle dates and movie nights

Demoman

This man TEASES. Like, NEVER STOPS. Scout on steroids.

Whispers dirty things in your ear in public and adds a little "Aww, why are you so flustered? Only you heard the nasty things I wanna do to you."

His favorite thing to do to you in public is put his arm over your shoulders and pull you in close- maybe just a little too close for friendly PDA- but most people brush it off as "drunken balance issues"

Loves when you squeak and squirm behind closed doors, the way you shy away from even kisses.

Engineer

Doesn't push it in public and usually gives you your space. If people give you a hard time in public, he gets rather protective in that kind southern sternness.

In private, he's a lot more lovey and sweet on you. Pet names. Kisses. Teasing.

He's not too dirty minded about the teasings since he's a little worried about making you uncomfortable. Usually he lets you make the signals before he takes initiative.

Dell loves giving you knowing looks in public to make you blush, but that's the most he'll ever do in public.

Heavy

This man keeps you safe like a baby bunny in a big bear's arms. Any attempt to even look at you is met with a glare and an escort out of the room.

Scary dog privilege energy fr. As long as you're around you don't have to worry about your orders at restaurants being wrong or people looking at you! They're all busy staring at your man!

Heavy loves picking you up and carrying you around to keep you safe- but even that is embarrassing! As you cover your face, Heavy mumbles in your ear :

"Why so nervous? You like my strength when we're alone."

Medic

RIP man, this mf is ruthless. He loves to fluster you any and everywhere he can. Your shyness is a game to him and Medic is top of the leaderboard.

Somehow he's even able to sweettalk you when under the knife! You're not sure if it was out of genuine opportunity to flirt or to see your physical heart accelerate.

Has probably pavlov'd you into blushing whenever he speaks German let's be honest

The most out and proud about your relationship. What are they going to do, fire their only good Medic?

Sniper

Since he's rather introverted himself, he's not one for PDA or flustering you in public. In private he's a little more lovey-dovey.

Mans likes smacking your ass when you walk by or when you're turned away from him. He thinks it's funny when you cover your butt when you walk by him.

Mundy likes murmuring sweet nothings only occasionally, believing that sweet words matter most when the moment is right.

He is the resident "fine, I'll be the group extrovert" between you two and usually handles social situations and talking.

Spy

Oh he thinks your shyness is absolutely adorable. You know what you want, but just can't muster up the words out of mortification? It totally gets him going to give you exactly what you want.

Flowery words, actual flowers, and frequent date nights as "business partners". Of course business partners give brief kisses before a meal- it's a French thing! (jk jk)

Has an entire mental file on what flusters you the most in each situation. His favorite way is to sneak up behind you, put his hand on your shoulder, and whispering in your ear.

He has worried about you choking in his smoking area due to all your hyperventilation, so he makes a habit of airing out the smell of cigarettes and marijuana.

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #fanfiction #tf2 x reader #tf2 sniper #tf2 medic #tf2 spy #tf2 engineer #tf2 scout #tf2 demoman #tf2 pyro #tf2 soldier #tf2 heavy #tf2 headcanons #tf2 scout x reader #tf2 pyro x reader #tf2 soldier x reader #tf2 demoman x reader #tf2 engineer x reader #tf2 heavy x reader #tf2 medic x reader #tf2 spy x reader #tf2 sniper x reader #tf2 headcannons #tf2 mercs x reader #tf2 mercs #tf2 mercs x male reader #tf2 mercs x mreader #prettyboy pistol

[jermer10]

i really liked your yandere sniper! could you do a oneshot? fluff or smut is fine and you don't have to do it :) -

TF2 yandere sniper smut oneshot

18+ only, afab reader | thank you so much for the ask anon!!!! i am NOT the best at yandere, but i put my heart n soul into this for u <3

tw: sexual content, somnophilia, stalking, yandere, noncon that turns consensual, hunt/prey dynamic, kidnapping

drabbles under the cut :P

He could stare at you for hours. Hours, and hours, and hours. You were pristine, soft, clean. You keep yourself looking good for him, he knows it. He sees the way you strip to nothing in your room, tits bouncing as you squeeze into your cute little pyjamas. You lived with your curtains wide open, something he had a love-hate relationship with. How many other men sat in the apartment across the street, staring at your figure through the scope of a gun? Probably not many, but the thought still enraged him. Mundy wanted you all to himself, he wanted to earn you, to indulge in the hunt. He didn't want you to gift yourself to him, not like you had to the other people in your life. He amount of people he killed for you, for less than cheap sex, for less than treating you shitty. For less than a dirty look.

Tonight was the night he was going to win you. He had begun to make himself known, lingering too long in your peripheral vision, becoming sloppy when exploring your apartment, leaving your window open, using your shower. He reveled in the way you begun to take precautions, and the way he had managed to avoid getting caught. You setup cameras, looked over your shoulder more often, made sure to check your locks multiple times. Tonight, it would all become worth something. He knew you were asleep, 2 years of monitoring you and he was certain of your sleeping patterns. The window slid with ease, you had likely forgotten to lock it, but to him this was a sign of surrender.

Mundy entered your room swiftly and quietly, making sure he had left the window opened slightly. If you did awake, he would need a quick exit strategy. He couldn't bring it to himself to kill you, so getting caught and running away whilst you were still in a groggy state was preferable. The smell of perfume hit him first. Then the feeling of the carpet beneath this shoes. Then the sight of you. Your face was scrunched in a sort of desperate, needy way. Eyes shut tight, hips grinding into the pillow between your legs. His cock stood at full attention, uncomfortably rubbing against the fabric of his pants. He wondered if you were dreaming about him? He wondered if the excitement of having a stalker ever turned you on? He crept behind you, sliding his pants down to his ankles, pulling his throbbing dick out from his boxer shorts.

He spat in his hand, and began to stroke the length. It was all too exciting for him, his breath came out short and hot, light sighs and moans extruded from his throat. This wasn't the first time he had masturbated over your sleeping form, but it was the first where he had the intention of fucking you. Precum dribbled from his dick into his hand, which he used as lube. He didn't typically enjoy edging himself, but the thought of finally being able to feel you wrap around him almost pushed him over. He had to regain his composure, cock twitching in dissatisfaction. "Lucky fuckin' pillow..." He mumbled annoyed, listening intently to your quiet moans. He was sure you were close, he had to act fast.

The creaking of the bed under his added weight should have been enough alone to wake you. He cringed at the sound, but your moans did not cease. Mundy almost ripped your shorts off of you in anticipation, the sight of your bare pussy up close could have made him cum then and there if not for his unwavering determination to fuck you. You were already slick with wetness, and Mundy was sick of waiting. He slid his length in, one hand on his cock and the other on your hip, slowly and deliberately. You stirred, mewling as he stretched you open. You felt so gummy, so tight around him. Mundy couldn't take it, this was his one chance and he wasn't going to waste it. He thrust into you sharply, you cried out. It was a wonder how you were still sleeping during this, he considered it a miracle.

Well, he knew you weren't going to be asleep for long. He thrust into you a second time, cock spasming at the sound of your throaty moans. Then again, and again, and again. He couldn't hold back, hands ravaging your body. He laid behind you, on his side, and as uncomfortable the position was, he didn't care. Mundy was pussy drunk, unrelenting and cruel. You shortly awoke, feeling his hands gripping onto your tits and the feeling of his dick rearranging your guts. You wanted to scream, to cry, to fight off the man behind you. You knew it was him, your stalker. But a part of you found the whole ordeal....exciting. More exciting than any mentally sound person should.

Mundy didn't notice you, and if he did, he didn't seem to care. He drove into you, the feeling was unbearably harsh, you were unbearably warm, you were in pain, and yet it all felt so good. Moans drawn from your already sore throat, your hands gripped the side of the bed and your eyes squeezed shut as you began to hit your orgasm. A low, reverberating moan from the stranger behind you and you were undone, walls spasming around his cock, a high pitched squeal emitting from you. Your breathing was heavy, exhausted. Mundy came shortly after, pulling out and spilling onto your back and bedsheets.

You were an even better fuck than he could have imagined, how could he bear to let anyone else experience you this way? To let anyone else have you? And so, a calculated decision was made. You awoke in a room you had never seen before, arms and legs bound to a beam in the middle of the cold, plain room. A stranger walked in, no, not a stranger, it was him.

#tf2 #ask #team fortress 2 #tf2 fanfiction #tf2 imagines #tf2 x reader #tf2 x you #tf2 sniper #tf2 yandere #tf2 sniper yandere #yandere tf2 sniper x reader #tf2 sniper x reader #jermer10

[ironborealis]

"I take Anakin Skywalker as my Padawan learner." The words rip themselves from his throat before he even has time to think them.

He's not cut out to be a Master, he knows this. The Council knows --

"It wasn't even ten years ago, as I recall, that you swore before the Council that you'd never take a Padawan again." Mace's eyebrow rises with skepticism, as he looks to the other council members for the confirmation that he doesn't actually need.

Qui-gon remembers perfectly what he said then.

"Much fear, I sense in the boy -- and long time it has been since the responsibility for a Padawan you have had." Yoda adds, eyeing both Anakin and himself with skeptical eyes.

"The boy must be taught." He insists, digging his heels in, something that only works with the Council a little over half the time.

"We're wandering off topic," Depa announces, breaking off the silent stalemate between himself and his grandmaster. "If Qui-gon is right and he did encounter a Sith on Tatooine and is targeting the Queen, then Qui-gon must go with her back to Naboo." Depa's lips purse momentarily as she scrolls through her data padd. "Knight Muln is an excellent pilot, the obvious choice for your second during the attempt to negotiate between the Trade Federal and Naboo -- but if this is a Sith, you'll need a second much more skilled in combat against other lightsaber users --" The corner of her lip curls upward with pleased surprise that sours Qui-gon's stomach because there are only a few possibilities -- "Fortunately, it seems that Knight Kenobi is available to join you for this mission."

"Absolutely not --"

"Why not? Knight Kenobi is a skilled duelist, and if anyone could help give us an accurate assessment of your readiness to take on a Padawan, then surely it would be your own lineage brother." Knight Kenobi's ability to assess Anakin's suitability as a future Padawan goes unsaid in Mundi's harrumph.

He's not seen the boy -- the man? -- since he left him on Bandomeer, after the boy had helped him defuse the bombs (had offered his own life to help him escape), in order to pursue Xanatos.

He'd sent a message to his estranged master after he departed, urging him to take the boy on as a Padawan, ignoring the fact that his master's own Padawan had fallen only a few months earlier.

It shames him now to think that the fall of Xanatos all those years ago has left him mired in such grief that to this day he feels unready to take another Padawan; yet he had been quick to throw a child at his own master, no matter their strained relationship, whose own wounds at the time were more recent.

"Then it's decided: Knight Kenobi will accompany you and the Queen to Naboo in order to confirm the your sighting of the Sith and assist in defending the Queen." Mace looks pleased as he makes his announcement.

Qui-gon has a bad feeling about this.

///***///

Anakin is frustrated (NOT angry!) and confused, as they stop briefly at Mr. Qui-gon's quarters (so small, so full of green) and the "quartermaster" to get supplies and fresh underclothes for Anakin.

The Council doesn't want him to join the Jedi because he's too old and too angry (too powerful?).

Mr. Qui-gon seems to have summoned an Idiot's Array from thin air by declaring Anakin as his Padawan, forcing the Council to accept him.

The Council has decided upon adding yet another test, for both him and Mr. Qui-Gon, involving a brother of Mr. Qui-gon's -- even though Jedi aren't supposed to have families...

He'd ask Mr. Qui-gon, but the man is in a mood that Anakin knows from hard experience to avoid in Masters. Whether that rule also applies to Jedi Masters Anakin is unsure and not eager to find out.

When they arrive at the dock where the Queen's ship is moored, there is only a Jedi standing stiffly in front of the gangplank. This must be Knight Kenobi.

Knight Kenobi appears human, and seems to present as male. His hair is much lighter than Qui-gon's, a dark sand-like color with a red tinge that hangs around his chin. He's short -- at least compared to Mr. Qui-gon who is very tall. His face is rounder and his eyes much grayer than Mr. Qui-gon. Some of that may be because Knight Kenobi is so much younger than Mr. Qui-gon -- like at least half his age.

They must have different fathers.

"Master Jinn," Knight Kenobi bows to Mr. Qui-Gon, and Mr. Qui-gon makes a face like he just took a drink of black melon milk as he nods in response. "Mr. Skywalker," Knight Kenobi turns and gives him a smaller box.

Anakin doesn't know what is stranger -- being called 'mister' or be *bowed* to of all the things.

"Knight Kenobi." Anakin makes a clumsy attempt at the bow Knight Kenobi gave Mr. Qui-gon. It's not like a slave's bow at all - the Jedi bow is all straight lines and sharp angles instead of the curved back and hunched shoulders that he's used to. It feels so unnatural.

When he comes back up there's a sparkle in Knight Kenobi's eyes, like he might be laughing at Anakin -- but as much as Anakin would like to tell him off, he knows that his future with the Jedi will depend on gaining Knight Kenobi's good opinion, so he'll hold his tongue.

"You and Mr. Qui-gon are brothers?" Slips out of his mouth instead before Anakin can stop it.

"Yes," Knight Kenobi says, at the same time Mr. Qui-gon says, "No."

Mr. Qui-gon gives Knight Kenobi a hard look before he marches up the gangplank and disappears into the ship. Anakin knows he should follow the man, but frustration (...and anger?) he feels from Mr. Qui-gon make him freeze in place instead.

He's been so busy worried about impressing the Council and now Knight Kenobi, that he's never considered what might happen to him if he upsets Mr. Qui-gon. Can a Jedi Master reject a Padawan?

Knight Kenobi has turned his head to watch Mr. Qui-gon leave. Then he, shockingly, crouches down until he's at eye level with Anakin. There's a slight smile Knight Kenobi's lips, but it doesn't reach his eyes, which are hard to read but maybe look sad?

"It's complicated; nothing for you to be concerned with." Knight Kenobi says.

The man stands back up, his grin growing a bit broader, a bit faker.

"Now, as we are the last two to board, we had best hurry before the Queen and Miss Padmé decide to leave us behind," Knight Kenobi's voice is cheerful as he steps to stand alongside Anakin and gestures towards the gangplank.

Padmé would never leave him behind. He's not so sure about Knight Kenobi though.

Knight Kenobi lets out a soft snort that's almost like laughter -- but Anakin is sure he didn't say anything this time -- can the Jedi really read minds?

#star wars #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #star wars au #star wars fanfiction #the phantom menace au #lineage cousins au #count dooku #dooku is Obi-Wan's master au #what if I made the disaster lineage even more complicated #star wars fanfic #disaster lineage #courtesy of that one post that points out Obi-Wan under Dooku's tutelage would be 3x bitchier #give even fewer fucks

[rabbittf2x]

mercs with S/O with sensory issues?

Mercs with a Reader that has sensory issues

Pyro💖

Pyro was very understanding and thoughtful when it came to your sensory issues. Whenever you had trouble with certain lights or sounds, he liked to lend you his spare gas mask. You couldn’t hear or see as clearly in it, which helped you calm down. You could also join him in Pyroland with it on! Pyro’s favourite thing to do was skip around with you there

But if he didn’t have an extra mask on him and you were feeling overstimulated, Pyro covered your eyes or ears with his hands. He got pretty protective over you, pulling you close and hiding you in his chest if you let him

Being snuggled up close to Pyro’s suit was super comforting. When things got bad, he loved nothing more but to let you cuddle up into him and rest your senses. The loveable little firebug would even hum you a song

Engineer💖

If you had sensory issues with loud noises, Engie tried to pipe it down when you were around. Because he liked it when you came to visit him in his workshop, and didn’t want to scare you away. So when you spent time with him while working, he steered clear of anything with loud bangs or zaps

Similar to Pyro, if you had trouble with any bright lights, he lent you his goggles to wear. They only dimmed the lighting down a tad, but it was the thought that counted. Engie also thought you looked so cute in them!

When with you, Engineer was always on the look out for anything that might trigger you. He was very protective over you, and it ripped him up to see you overstimulated

Spy💖

Spy understood your sensory issues. I mean, it was pretty easy to overstimulate while living with Team Fortress. He let you come hide away with him in his smoking room. It was the perfect place to relax if you had a sensory overload

You sat next to Spy by the fire, finally feeling some inner peace again. He was sipping on some scotch while passively flipping through a magazine. He was purposely trying to be quiet so you could cool off. You knew this and loved him for it

“Thank you, Spy… you’re a pretty great guy.”

Spy was kicking himself for it, but felt an unreasonably large amount of pride hearing you say that. Like he’d let you know that though

“De rien.” Spy muttered passively, not looking up from his magazine (he was giggling on the inside)

Heavy💖

You did not need to worry. Heavy would keep you safe. If he could, he’d crush every stupid little thing that gave you sensory issues to dust. Please tell him one of those stupid things was Scout. He’d love to crush Scout

You were lucky to be around Heavy most of the time. Because it was rare that anything he did would overload you with sensory issues. Er, well… unless you knew him on the battlefield. When at war, Heavy was loud, and fired this big, mean minigun. Being around that definitely wasn’t good for your mental health

Like said before, not to worry. Heavy never acted like that around you. With you, he became the softest, most gentle teddy bear of a man. He kept you close at all times, loving to snuggle or soothe you

Heavy may of acted like a saint when cuddling up with you, but if anyone rubbed one of your senses the wrong way? Dead :)

Sniper💖

“Nah, don’t worry, mate. Come hang out with me in the van!”

You could’ve considered yourself lucky that Sniper invited you into his camper… um, I think? It wasn’t like he ever let anyone else in there

Sniper felt for you. He didn’t like seeing you overwhelmed with sensory issues. It made him sad. :( so he often stole you away to come chill in his van. He kept the lights down low, as to not hurt your eyes. And he even offered you some coffee or a beer

Sniper kept stealing glances of you from across the camper, quietly taking in the subtleties of your beauty. He wanted to sit in this warm, comfortable silence with you forever. Little did he know, you felt the same way

“Thank you for letting me come in here, Mr Mundy. I really appreciate it.” You said softly

Sniper had to stifle the wobbly smile that tried to force its way onto his face

“No—no worries, darl.”

Scout💖

Scout finally learned how to keep his big mouth shut. It really hurt him the first time you flinched or shied away from him because he was being too loud. He felt so bad that he made you feel that way. Later, Scout caught up to you and set his hands on either of your shoulders

“I’m so sorry. I promise—I swear, I’ll talk less… loudly. I didn’t mean to scare ya like that.” He rambled

Your shoulders shook under his hands as you chuckled softly. “You’re so sweet, Scout. Thank you, but it’s okay.” You smiled

Scout was about to protest, to say he didn’t want to overstimulate you in any way… but you cut him off with a small peck to his cheek, making him blush deeply

“I like you just the way you are.”

Soldier💖

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M TALKING TOO LOUD?”

It took Soldier awhile to understand your sensory issues. He didn’t get at all that him yelling right in your ear was making you feel bad. Some of the other mercs may of needed to explain it better to him

Once Soldier finally realised what his constant yelling at you was doing to your mental health, he was very sorry. He didn’t mean it in a malicious way at all. In fact, quite the opposite! It was one of his ways of showing you affection, believe it or not

Soldier now resorted to more… conventional ways of expressing his love for you. Instead of shouting or firing weapons near you 24/7, he tried being quiet! :0 to show how sorry he was for causing you grief, he hugged you a lot more. He also made a good habit of whispering sweet nothings in your ear

Demoman💖

Demoman felt a little useless when he first found out about your sensory issues. He didn’t know how to help you. He usually just tried to make you laugh, which wasn’t hard. Especially when he was shit faced

If certain lights or bright screens were hurting your eyes, Demo just yanked the eyepatch right off his face and gave it to you. He covered one of your eyes with it, then shielded the other with his hand drunkenly

“Is that better?” He slurred

You couldn’t help but find his hasty attempt at soothing you cute. “Yes, Demo.” You laughed. “Yes, thank you. That helps.”

Spending drunken nights with Demo were a great way to steer clear from all things triggering to your senses. After a certain few drinks, he grew quiet and sleepy; the perfect cuddle buddy. Demoman loved to snuggle up close to you in your bed

Medic💖

Medic came up with many experiments and concoctions to improve your sensory issues. Don’t take it the wrong way. He was only trying to help! (I wouldn’t take anything he actually gave you though)

Medic got super cranky with the other mercs if they accidentally gave you a sensory overload. Whether it be by their loudness, weapons or unnecessary explosions, there was always something going on that was gonna shake you up

Medic hated seeing you all upset over loud noises or bright lights. It killed him to know there wasn’t anything long term he could do to help you

“Medic, stop it.” You shook your head with a smile. You wrapped your arms around the doctor in a warm hug, nuzzling into his chest. “You don’t need to worry about me. I’m fine! Everything’s all good.” You reassured

Medic pouted, throwing his own arms around you a moment later. “I know, dove. I just…” he sighed

#team fortress #team fortress 2 #tf2 #tf2 x reader #team fortress 2 x reader #tf2 pyro #pyro x reader #tf2 engineer #engineer x reader #tf2 spy #spy x reader #tf2 heavy #heavy x reader #tf2 sniper #sniper x reader #tf2 scout #scout x reader #tf2 soldier #soldier x reader #tf2 demoman #demoman x reader #tf2 medic #medic x reader #rab.tf2

[agent-barnes40]

Boom

Ruby Sunday X GN!Reader

Mega Boom Spoilers. I MEAN IT MEGA Spoilers. I havent been able to get this out of my head since I watched the episode yesterday.

ANGST ANGST ANGST

Also drabble hopefully more will come but I doubt it.

You've never moved so fast in your life, running around the back of The Doctor, skirting around him and the landmine, and running for the tumbling body of Ruby. She's not moving. SHE'S NOT MOVING.

You slide across the dirt, plopping down right next to where her body lands and your grabbing onto her as Mundy starts to sprint down the little ramp of dirt to Ruby and you look up at her, eyes wide as Ruby finally starts to speak, and her voice is panicked.

"Doctor.. What happened?"

You quickly look down at her and give her a watery smile, as finally the tears start to build. "Its me. He can't move he's still on the landmine. You got shot, love. We.. We're gonna get you better, okay? We're gonna get you help."

The ambulance starts to whir, sounding out something, you couldn't quite hear it, you were so focused on Ruby. You were so focused on her and then the thing, the needle, whatever it was shot into Ruby's shoulder and your first thought was to just rip it out of her skin, and Mundy stopped you, grabbing your hand. "Don't. The ambulance should help her."

"We aren't your people! We're from.. Don't let her die. Please. Please don't let her die. Please."

#dw spoilers #doctor who spoilers #doctor who x reader #Ruby Sunday x reader

[renlyslittlerose]

Kinktober Day 31 - Bunny-Wan

Today's final prompt: Bunny-Wan 🐰🐰🐰

Written for my darling @kyberkenobi. Thanks for doing this insane month with me 💗💗💗

Soft Like Velvet - 5,771 Rating: E Content: Bunny-Wan; Oral sex; Anal sex; Anal fingering; Switching; Multiple orgasms; Obi-Wan and Anakin fucking like they're rabbits~

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“Bitten?”

“Yes, that is correct.”

“By what?”

“We’re still determining that,” Mundi said. “But it appears as if it was a creature with large ears and a fluffy tail.”

Anakin paused before speaking. “How did you determine that?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Windu interrupted, dragging Anakin’s attention back to him. “We just wanted you to know that Master Kenobi will be indisposed for the next day while the technicians down at the med lab synthesize some sort of antidote.”

“Is he in danger?” Anakin asked.

“No, not as far as we can tell.” Mundi replied.

When the Council had asked for his immediate presence to speak with Mundi and Windu, Anakin had feared the worst. Obi-Wan’s presence in their bond had been muted the whole time he’d been back from his trip to the Outer Rim, his presence missing in the meeting chamber and the dining hall. Anakin knew Obi-Wan enjoyed his solitude when he’d returned from a particularly demanding mission, but his solitude always had the caveat of allowing Anakin at least a conversation. But Obi-Wan had been missing entirely - not even Cody had seen him.

So when the Council contacted him with an urgent message Anakin began to panic. Visions of Obi-Wan having been maimed flooded his mind - a lost limb, a scarred and mutilated body, or he’d finally gotten his hands on a brain worm and decided to experiment on himself. These thoughts and more warped and ripped at his mind, dragging him further and further into a state of panic that couldn’t be soothed. He had half a mind to ignore the Council and rush down to the clinic instead, but was stopped when he remembered that Obi-Wan would want him to remain calm - for the both of them.

And thus he went to the Council only to be told that Obi-Wan had been bitten by an alien creature. An alien creature that had given him ‘side-effects’ that they were ‘working on healing’ down in the lab. Perhaps not as terrifying as being infected with a brain worm, but definitely more confusing.

“We’ve called you up here for two reasons,” Windu continued. “Firstly, to let you know that your Master is alive and well, just momentarily indisposed. And secondly, we’d like for you to pick up a few of his duties he’d promised to attend to while in Coruscant.”

Anakin nodded. “Whatever it is, I’ll do it.”

“Excellent. The Younglings were so looking forward to his presentation tomorrow.” Mundi smiled.

Kriff. Anakin had never been good with instructing Younglings.

“If that’s all…” he started.

“One more thing,” Windu said, catching Anakin as he started for the door. “Master Kenobi has asked for privacy during this time. I suggest you respect his wishes.”

“Of course,” Anakin lied.

“You may leave,” Mundi said with a soft nod.

Anakin whirled around and hurried to the door, footsteps quick across the carpeted floor. He didn’t waste any time and headed straight to the living quarters, all the while prodding at his bond with Obi-Wan, trying to let him in. But it remained firmly shut - locked and barricaded and unmoving to Anakin’s desperate poking. By the time he’d arrived to Obi-Wan’s apartment Anakin was positively buzzing with curiosity, wanting to see what the big fuss was about.

Entering the apartment Anakin shucked off his robes and looked for Obi-Wan in the quiet space, but could see nothing of his presence save for a tunic draped elegantly across the armrest of one of the chairs. Approaching the bedroom door, Anakin pressed his ear against it and heard rustling.

“Obi-Wan?” he asked as he tapped his knuckle against the door. “Are you in there.”

“Go away!”

Anakin paused. Obi-Wan’s voice was high and frantic, with a tenor beneath it that Anakin recognized.

“Are you fucking yourself?” Anakin asked.

“No.”

Obi-Wan’s voice cracked. Anakin grinned.

“Can I come in?”

“No!”

Obi-Wan’s desperation only intrigued Anakin further. Licking his bottom lip, he toyed with the idea of just entering despite Obi-Wan’s pleas, but even he wasn’t so rude as to saunter in when someone explicitly said no. Even if he really, really wanted to see what was going on.

The rustling started up again, followed by soft little grunts.

“Are you fucking yourself again?”

“Go away, Anakin.”

“The Council told me what happened,” Anakin continued, trying very hard not to get side-tracked by the fact that Obi-Wan still hadn’t denied Anakin’s claims that he was, indeed, playing with himself. “They said you got bitten by something?”

“Yes, but I’d really rather not talk about it.”

“Obi-Wan… please?”

“Anakin, I don’t want you seeing me like this.”

“C’mon… I promise I won’t be weird about it.”

“You will. You can’t possibly not be.”

There was another grunt, this time more aroused than frustrated.

“I’m coming in,” Anakin said. He waited for another demand to stay away but it didn’t come, and so with great excitement and a minor amount of worry Anakin pressed the keypad and opened the door.

Anakin was greeted with the sight of Obi-Wan on his bed, naked and furiously humping a pillow.

He glared at Anakin as he entered but didn’t stop his movements, hands shoved between his legs as he pushed the plush pillow against his cock, hips stuttering as he thrust madly, shoving his cock into the dense material. But it wasn’t Obi-Wan’s actions that caught Anakin’s immediate attention - it was Obi-Wan’s… accessories.

Floppy ears, brown and soft looking, hung from his head and rested across his shoulders, while a fluffy tail of brown and white sprouted up from his tailbone, twitching along with his hips as he continued to fuck his pillow and glare at Anakin.

“Don’t say anything,” Obi-Wan gritted out.

Anakin didn’t think he could even if he wanted to. Obi-Wan looked so desperate as he rocked on the bed, his mouth slack as he continued to thrust wildly into his pillow. Anakin could see he’d already orgasmed at least once before, come that was still drying visible on the sheets, tacky beneath the yellow light of his room. Anakin rarely saw Obi-Wan this overcome with lust.

His own cock twitched with interest, and he bit his bottom lip as he approached the bed. Obi-Wan tracked him with his eyes, his movements never stalling even when Anakin knew he must be tiring. Reaching out he cupped Obi-Wan’s cheek with his mechno-hand, the soft bristles of his beard rubbing across the leathers of his glove. With his flesh hand he went to touch one of Obi-Wan’s ears, surprised by how soft it was. It was like petting velvet.

“I-it’s a side effect of the bite,” Obi-Wan panted out. He looked drunk with lust, eyes hazy and mouth slack. “I-I developed the tail first, and t-then the ears. T-then, an i-insatiable urge to eat vegetables. And finally… this.”

“Pillow humping?”

“Anakin.”

“How many times have you come already?”

“Three times.”

“Kriff, Obi-Wan, three times?”

“I can’t stop,” Obi-Wan whimpered.

Anakin’s cock twitched again, and he could feel a pearl of precome bead out at the tip. Obi-Wan’s nose twitched, and he looked down to stare at Anakin’s groin. He was still thrusting, though his movements had quieted slightly, his cheek pressed against Anakin’s hand as he nuzzled into the leather, breath visible across the stretches of black material. With his ears and tail Obi-Wan looked cute. And incredibly tempting.

“Is this a side-effect of the bite?” Anakin asked. He kept stroking Obi-Wan’s ear, loving how soft it was. Meanwhile, his attention slipped down Obi-Wan’s lower back to stare at his tail as it twitched, his hips still humping the pillow. Anakin bet his tail felt just as soft. “I mean, the ears and your… stamina.”

“I think so,” Obi-Wan panted out. He started kissing Anakin’s gloved hand, tongue skirting out to coat the leather in his spit. He nipped the glove, pulling at the leather with his teeth, and Anakin’s cock drooled in his leggings. “A-and heightened senses. I-I can hear everything. And smell everything. I can smell your sex, Anakin. It smells so good.”

Anakin chewed on his bottom lip. “Did you want help?”

“I don’t want to hurt you, darling.”

Anakin chuckled. “Remember that time you made me come five times in a row?”

Obi-Wan whimpered when Anakin pulled away. He kept humping his pillow, eyes hungry as he watched Anakin undress. Shucking off his tabards, glove, and tunic, Anakin sat on the edge of the bed to work on his boots, laughing softly as Obi-Wan nuzzled his neck and breathed heavily against his temple. Once done he pulled his boots and leggings off before climbing on to the bed. Grabbing the pillow he ripped it from Obi-Wan’s grasp before straddling his lap and taking Obi-Wan’s cock into his hand.

“Anakin,” Obi-Wan moaned, his hips staling as Anakin took over, flesh hand quick across his aching length.

He was already so wet, sticky with precome and his three other releases, cock slick and foreskin running smooth along the red head. Anakin groaned softly as Obi-Wan started biting across his neck, tongue hot along his collarbone as he nipped and teased. Pressing his face against the top of one of Obi-Wan’s new ears, Anakin breathed in the scent of the fur. It smelled good - like earth and Obi-Wan’s spicy shampoo, heady and deep.

It didn’t take long for Anakin to get Obi-Wan off, his hips stuttering up before he released with a deep groan, come landing on their groins and Anakin’s hand. When he was done Obi-Wan hugged Anakin close, his face pressed against Anakin’s chest as he breathed through his afterglow.

“How was that?” Anakin asked, his mechno-hand going to stroke his ears and the back of his head, copper strands clinging to the base of his neck.

“Perfect,” Obi-Wan whispered. “But it won’t last. It never lasts.”

Anakin pushed Obi-Wan back on to the bed. Obi-Wan fell back with a grunt followed by a look of pain.

“What is it?” Anakin asked, hovering just above.

“My blasted tail,” Obi-Wan huffed. He shifted a bit, one hand stuck beneath him as he fiddled with the tail, before he settled back on the mattress. “The stupid thing gets caught on everything.”

“I like it. I think it’s cu—”

“Don’t,” Obi-Wan interrupted, eyes sharp like glass in the light. “Don’t call it cute.”

“But it is.”

“It’s an abomination.”

Anakin rolled his eyes and reached for the lube on the side table. Spilling some in his hand, he rubbed his fingers together to warm it up as he remained hovering above Obi-Wan. He could already see Obi-Wan’s cock twitching in interest again, fat and heavy against his thigh. Sliding down Obi-Wan’s hips Anakin settled on his thighs and ducked his head down to suck on the tip of Obi-Wan’s over-sensitive cock, sighing happily as the slit released a pearl of precome that tasted delicious across his palate. While he suckled on Obi-Wan’s cock-head he reached around and started stretching himself open, two fingers sliding easily in the rim of his hole.

“Oh, darling,” Obi-Wan whispered, his hands coming down to card through Anakin’s curls, touch reverent despite the tremble in his body. “That feels so good… so much better than when I do it.”

Anakin lifted his head, releasing Obi-Wan’s now hardened cock from his mouth with a wet ‘pop’. He groaned as he continued to stretch himself himself, fingers shoving into his hole before pulling out, spreading the rim open before delving back in.

“Y-you try and suck yourself off?” he asked, before he dropped back down to take Obi-Wan back in his mouth.

“I didn’t try - I did.”

Anakin almost came right then and there, and he rose again from Obi-Wan’s cock to stare at him, his fingers stalled out inside himself. “You sucked your own cock?” he repeated.

Obi-Wan’s chest and cheeks went an even deeper shade of red, and Anakin noticed his ears wilting slightly. “I can only get the tip in.”

“Kriff, Obi-Wan, how come you never told me you could do that?”

“Because I knew you’d fixate on it.”

Before Anakin could deny or confirm Obi-Wan was grabbing the back of his head and shoving him back down on to his cock. Gagging as Obi-Wan slipped as much of his length in his mouth, Anakin started fucking himself again, stretching his hole with three fingers now as he relaxed his jaw and throat and let Obi-Wan thrust up into him. Despite his state Obi-Wan remained gentle, his cock only hitting the back of Anakin’s throat before easing off. Anakin could feel drool spilling out from the corners of his lips to run down his chin, his jaw already aching in that delightful way of having been mouth-fucked, and he took over from Obi-Wan, bobbing his head up and down before slamming as far as he could go, nose pressed into pubes.

Obi-Wan came with a shout, spilling into Anakin. Anakin gagged on the first part and came up coughing, throat fluttering as he swallowed what he could and hacked up the rest. Obi-Wan was muttering various apologies even as he was orgasming, petting Anakin’s cheek and hair, mussing him up further in his attempts to assuage the coughing fit.

“It’s fine,” Anakin wheezed out as soon as his lungs had settled. Brushing his hand across his chin he tried to clean himself up, and was grateful when Obi-Wan pulled him close and started kissing him - first quick and sweet before it became demanding, Obi-Wan sliding his tongue inside to slip along the sensitive spots he’d just been fucking.

“T-that’s five now?” Anakin panted against Obi-Wan’s lips, tongue sliding along Obi-Wan’s, the pair rubbing them together as Anakin climbed back on to Obi-Wan’s lap and rocked his hips against his length.

“Unfortunately.”

“Are you going to be okay with a sixth?” Anakin asked. He could already feel Obi-Wan responding beneath him, hips twitching up in desperate little thrusts.

“I don’t have much of a say,” Obi-Wan mumbled before sucking on Anakin’s tongue.

Anakin knew it had to hurt by now, but Obi-Wan wasn’t making any overtures that he was uncomfortable. As they kissed Anakin brought his hands up to play with Obi-Wan’s ears, loving how soft they felt beneath his hands, already sticky with spilled seed and sweat. He wanted to see his tail - wanted to fuck into him as he watched it twitch and flutter - but knew that Obi-Wan needed a break.

Pushing him back down on to the bed, Anakin broke away from the kiss and busied himself with Obi-Wan’s seventh erection. Despite the over-stimulation Obi-Wan still thrust up into Anakin’s hand when he gripped him, a deep moan slipping past his lips as Anakin positioned his hole over the head of his cock. Taking a deep breath, Anakin slid down Obi-Wan’s length, easing himself along the thick length with steady breaths before he bottomed out and settled.

“Y-you’re so tight,” Obi-Wan huffed as he wiggled beneath Anakin. “So warm and soft. So much better than my pillow.”

Anakin laughed softly and braced his hands on Obi-Wan’s chest, fingers petting the dense matting of chest hair. Opening his eyes he stared down at Obi-Wan, delighting in the sight before him. Obi-Wan already had a fucked-out expression on his face, lips parted, beard sticky with spit, eyes hazy with lust. His hair was plastered down across his temples and brow, his new ears splayed out across the pillow and mattress as he trembled and quaked.

His hands were hot along Anakin’s thighs and groin, petting him and fondling him, attention focused on Anakin’s cock as it bobbed between his legs. Anakin could feel Obi-Wan’s length deep inside, throbbing against his walls, filling him and stretching his rim in a satisfying way. Even though Obi-Wan was experiencing a very strange set of side-effects by the alien bite, body overcome with an almost insane urge to mate, they still found time to make the moment count - to bask in the sensations that they could give each other.

For a time, of course.

As soon as Anakin adjusted Obi-Wan started pushing up, shoving his cock in as far as he could possibly go. Gasping at the sudden movement, Anakin shifted his weight on to his heels and started bouncing, sliding up Obi-Wan’s cock until he could feel the ridging of his cock-head along his rim, before slamming back down. He kept a punishing pace, ignoring the burning in his thigh muscles as he bounced happily on top of Obi-Wan’s cock. Obi-Wan was moaning loudly, uncharacteristic for him but enjoyed none of the less, Anakin wrapping himself up in it along with the slap of skin against skin and his own desperate pants.

He couldn’t keep the position up for long, and reached back to grab Obi-Wan’s knees as he slid down further. Obi-Wan continued to thrust up into Anakin, bearing some of his weight as Anakin threw his head back and let Obi-Wan fuck into him. His cock was so thick, stretching Anakin open to the point that he thought he might break apart, body humming with pleasure and just that hint of pain, a slicing little thing that rumbled around in his groin and skittered along his hole.

Obi-Wan started jerking Anakin off, touch steady despite the rapidity at which he was fucking up into Anakin, palms hot along his length and thumb firm against the spongy head of his cock. Another shift in the angle and Obi-Wan was pounding into Anakin’s prostate, waves of pleasure lapping at his limbs and his low back, cock throbbing in Obi-Wan’s touch.

“Obi-Wan,” Anakin panted before he started started chanting his name, his head tossed to the side as he gripped Obi-Wan’s knees and slammed back down, again and again and again until—

Obi-Wan came first, spilling deep inside Anakin as Anakin ground down, shoving Obi-Wan in as deep as he could go. Obi-Wan kept playing with Anakin’s cock, fist a flurry across his length, and it was more the sight of Obi-Wan jacking him off than the sensation itself that caused Anakin to come. Squeezing down on Obi-Wan’s cock, Anakin milked him for all he was worth, wanting for Obi-Wan to be satisfied for at least a little while.

Once he was done he slipped off of Obi-Wan’s cock and collapsed on top of him. Obi-Wan let out a quick grunt of pain and started moving about, almost hitting Anakin in the face with his elbow as he pulled his ear out from Anakin’s shoulder.

“Sorry,” Anakin mumbled.

“It’s not your fault,” Obi-Wan replied. He fussed around with his ears a moment longer, trying to keep them out of both their ways, before he settled on flipping them up over his head.

Anakin tried very hard not to laugh and instead curled up against Obi-Wan’s side. Immediately Obi-Wan was hugging him close, lips tender across Anakin’s cheeks and lips, kisses soft and slow. Sighing into the embrace, Anakin let Obi-Wan kiss him as much as he wanted, contented to keep going but realizing that Obi-Wan really needed a break.

How many times could a Jedi come before they were tapped out completely? Had anyone done a study on it? Or was the creature that bit Obi-Wan giving him superpowers - inhumane abilities like coming ten, twenty, even thirty times with no negatives associated with it?

“How did it happen?” Anakin mumbled between kisses.

Obi-Wan paused his embraces and pressed his forehead against Anakin’s, the pair sharing breath as they settled in their afterglow. “I saw a small furry creature when I was scouting up ahead. I’d seen something similar on another planet a few years back, but had never gotten close enough to figure out what it was.”

“What did it look like?”

“Like a small rodent - the sort you see on Naboo. Furry, with large floppy ears and a nose that twitched, and large hind-legs that allowed it to leap great distances. Only this one had a unique patterning on its coat - like the spots of a loth-cat. As I approached it, I also noticed it had rather large and sharp teeth.”

Obi-Wan brought his hand up between them to show off the healing bite mark.

“So you tried to touch it?” Anakin asked. “Honestly, Obi-Wan, one of these days your curiosity is going to get you killed—”

“Firstly, Anakin, curiosity is a part of who I am,” Obi-Wan began, his familiar patronizing tone immediately making Anakin’s eyes glaze over, “and I’d rather die doing something foolish in order to sate my curiosity, than be contented to go through life without questioning anything. Secondly, I didn’t try and pet it. It lunged at me.”

Anakin quirked his brow. “It lunged?” he repeated.

“Yes. I got about within ten feet of it before it bounded over and attacked me. I barely had time to yell before it bit and then leapt away.”

Anakin tried not to laugh - he really did. But it was almost impossible not to, especially when Obi-Wan began to pout. Almost immediately Obi-Wan was grappling with Anakin, his hands everywhere as he pinched and teased and pulled, Anakin’s laughter mixing with grunts of pain and pleasure. They started wrestling, Anakin tried his hardest not to catch Obi-Wan’s velvet soft ears in the process. But in his attempts he left himself open for recourse, and Obi-Wan flipped him on to his stomach before straddling him.

Almost immediately Anakin felt Obi-Wan’s cock against the cleft of his ass, and he had time to relax before Obi-Wan was pushing back in, filling him up and shoving the come that was left of his prior orgasm back into Anakin. Anakin’s moan was muffled by the mattress as Obi-Wan tangled his hand in his curls and held him down face-first into the mattress, his other hand gripping Anakin’s waist as he fucked into him. He set a punishing pace, Anakin gripping the mattress and digging his knees into it as he tried to stop himself from slamming up into the headboard.

“Fuck, Anakin, you’re still so tight,” Obi-Wan grunted out, breath slick against Anakin’s temple as he collapsed on top of him.

With his arms wrapped tight around Anakin’s waist, Obi-Wan began fucking into him at a speed Anakin didn’t think possible, hips twitching as he shoved Anakin down into the mattress. The pain and the pleasure was almost overwhelming, Anakin’s cock going from soft to hard in a matter of moments, blood rushing from his brain and down into his groin. Light headed and on the precipice of another orgasm, Anakin squeezed his rim around Obi-Wan’s cock to slow him.

It didn’t work. Obi-Wan just kept hammering into him, Anakin crying out as his prostate was hit and his cock was shoved into the soft sheets below. Obi-Wan kept his legs spread, knees shoving them apart, his hole stretched by Obi-Wan’s thick cock. Obi-Wan’s ears were draped over them both, cocooning them from the outside world, Anakin’s moans and Obi-Wan’s desperate pants amplified by the secrecy.

“Obi-Wan, you feel so good,” Anakin moaned, his hands digging into the mattress.

Obi-Wan nibbled on Anakin’s ear, sucking on the lobe before he disentangled one arm from around Anakin’s waist to grab his thigh and squeeze. Anakin groaned and thrust back, trying to get some of his control back, but it was no use when Obi-Wan smacked the meat of his ass and squeezed.

“Fuck,” Anakin cried out, and bit his bottom lip as Obi-Wan spanked him again. It wasn’t violent, just a smart tap to his skin, but it made Anakin quiver and quake, his whole body alight.

Anakin came without touch, spilling into the sheets as he rutted down into them. Obi-Wan came as well, hips harsh against Anakin’s ass, skin slapping and grunts slipping through desperate whimpers. Anakin groaned as he was filled, hot come drenching his walls once more as Obi-Wan hurried through his eighth orgasm of the day. Once he was done Obi-Wan collapsed, all his weight pressing down on Anakin.

Brushing a hand across his eyes to get his hair out of his face, Anakin stared at Obi-Wan’s ear as it remained splayed across them, hot against Anakin as he tried to regulate his breathing. Obi-Wan rarely fucked him like that - hard and forceful and demanding. It felt good, though, every time it happened. Like he’d been bested in a fight and Obi-Wan was showing him his place.

“Obi-Wan?”

Obi-Wan replied with a snore.

XXX

Anakin woke to an empty bed.

They’d fucked a few more times throughout the night - first Anakin taking Obi-Wan once more before Anakin sucked Obi-Wan off, allowing Obi-Wan to thrust into his mouth as he lay limp on the bed. Never did he think he’d lose his eagerness to fuck, but halfway through the third blow-job of the night Anakin found his mind drifting to other things, like repairing droids or flying his starfighter. Usually it was the other way round, Anakin daydreaming about having Obi-Wan’s cock in his mouth as a means by which to get through the monotony of the day.

How quickly the tides turned.

Sitting up, Anakin had just enough time to wonder where Obi-Wan had gone to before he reappeared in the doorway. He was cleaned and dressed, though he didn’t remain that way for long, hands already scrambling around his belt as he shed his clothes and tossed them on to the floor. He still had ears, but for some reason they looked slightly smaller, and his tail a little less bouncy.

“They found an antidote,” Obi-Wan explained as he crawled back on to the bed. Immediately he was kissing Anakin, covering him up in his slobber. “They said I’ll be normal in about an hour.”

Anakin groaned as Obi-Wan straddled his hips, his exhausted cock putting in the effort to get hard again. “But in the meantime…” he mumbled into their kiss before he bit Obi-Wan’s bottom lip and pulled it.

“In the meantime, I want you to fuck me,” Obi-Wan demanded.

Anakin had been hoping Obi-Wan would ask that of him. He’d been obsessing about Obi-Wan’s tail, wanting to see it wobble and bounce while Anakin shoved his cock into him. Obi-Wan was already hard - of course - as he clambered off of Anakin’s lap and knelt on the bed. The sheets were a total mess, bundled up and wrapped around one another, pillows strewn about the floor. Anakin wondered if the droids would ever be able to get rid of all the come stains, or if they’d just burn them along with the rest of the things that weren’t salvageable.

Elbows and knees dug into the mattress, Obi-Wan watched with hungry eyes as Anakin grabbed the last of the lube, the contents of it almost totally dredged. Anakin was still slightly tired, body sluggish with the vestiges of sleep, but the sight of Obi-Wan knelt on the bed with a tail sprouted up from the cleft of his ass, and his rabbit ears hanging limp around his face, woke Anakin up along with his cock.

Spreading Obi-Wan’s cheeks apart, Anakin poured some of the lube on to his hole, the pink rim covered with a dense matting of hair that Anakin pressed into with his thumb. Obi-Wan sighed and pushed back, his stance shifting so he could spread his legs further. The tight rim of his hole fluttered against Anakin’s fingertip, sucking Anakin’s thumb in with just the slightest of pressure. Pushing his thumb in, he watched as Obi-Wan’s tail twitched and his low back arched further back, demanding more.

“Hurry up,” Obi-Wan muttered over his shoulder.

“I’m still tired,” Anakin mumbled. He went back to teasing Obi-Wan, pushing into his hole just a little before dragging his thumb along the rim. He repeated the action a few more times before pushing his pointer and middle finger in all the way, slick with lube and easily accepted by Obi-Wan’s hungry hole.

“That’s it,” Obi-Wan cooed, voice already slurry with lust. He rested his head on his arms and sunk back on Anakin’s fingers, a pleased little sound slipping past his lips that Anakin wanted tattooed on his heart.

Anakin opened Obi-Wan up slowly, enjoying the laziness of the affair. After the desperation from the night before, it was nice to slow down and enjoy what little time they had like this. Though Anakin knew the extreme sexual appetite was an unwelcome side-effect, Anakin would be sad to see the ears and the tail go. They suited Obi-Wan for some reason - soft fur matching the colour of his hair, tail twitching with annoyance or arousal and soft to the touch.

Anakin stroked Obi-Wan’s tail as he fingered him open, and watched in delight as Obi-Wan’s hole fluttered and his thighs spread further.

“Feel good?” Anakin asked as he pet his tail again.

“Yes,” Obi-Wan whispered.

Anakin continued to pet Obi-Wan’s tail as he opened him up, making Obi-Wan’s rim sloppy and loose. He spread his fingers and stretched Obi-Wan apart, his cock drooling between his legs as he admired Obi-Wan’s open hole, pink and wet and eager for Anakin’s cock. Sitting up, he removed his fingers and coated his cock in the last of the lube before positioning himself at Obi-Wan’s entrance.

With focus he slipped inside of Obi-Wan, whimpering as the tight ring of muscles clenched around the head of his cock before enveloping his length, Obi-Wan’s little tail twitching and flicking the entire time.

“Oh, Anakin,” Obi-Wan purred out as soon as Anakin had settled, hips flush against Obi-Wan’s ass.

“That feel good?” Anakin asked as he resumed petting Obi-Wan’s tail. He bit his bottom lip, trying not to immediately start moving even as Obi-Wan’s walls tightened and squeezed down on his aching length.

“So good,” Obi-Wan repeated. “Such a satisfying thing, your cock. Fills me so well.”

“You like my cock inside you?” Anakin asked as he began to rock - just short little thrusts that barely did anything.

“Love it,” Obi-Wan panted out. He’d turned his head to speak, voice slurry against his arm as he rocked back on Anakin’s cock. “Love how you fill me up, darling. Love your cock deep inside of me, and how desperate you get when you’re between my legs.”

Anakin bit his bottom lip and started thrusting in earnest, pulling out of Obi-Wan almost all the way before slamming back inside. Shifting positions, he pressed one foot into the mattress to get a better angle, his hands gripping Obi-Wan’s hips as he fucked into him quick and steady. Obi-Wan was deliciously hot and wet around his length, body relaxed, his little whimpers driving Anakin on further and further. His tail kept flickering, white and brown fur a whirl of colour along his low back as he was pleasured, every part of his body showing off how much he was enjoying this.

Obi-Wan shifted and brought one hand between his legs, and Anakin gasped when he felt Obi-Wan’s fingers slide along his length as he fucked into Obi-Wan’s hole.

“Obi-Wan,” Anakin whimpered, voice caught in his throat as Obi-Wan continued to fondle his cock as he fucked into him, fingers dancing along his length.

“You stretch me open so well, Anakin,” Obi-Wan said, and Anakin saw that he was crying, tears springing up along the corners of his eyes as he sobbed through his pleasures. “Such a good boy to me. So helpful, so generous. So tender with me even when I’m making a mess of myself.”

Anakin curled forward and bit the meat of Obi-Wan’s shoulder sucking a dark bruise across his pale flesh as he slammed into Obi-Wan at a now brutal pace. Obi-Wan dropped his hand down to his cock and started stroking, Anakin hearing the sound of his foreskin going over the head even as he fucked into Obi-Wan again and again. It didn’t take much longer, Obi-Wan dragging pleasure after pleasure from Anakin’s cock as he squeezed down and trembled.

Biting down on Obi-Wan’s shoulder Anakin spilled into Obi-Wan, shoving his cock in as far as he could as Obi-Wan continued to milk his cock. He could feel Obi-Wan tense and then relax, his own orgasm shuttering through him, this time more gentle than the others as Obi-Wan panted out his adorations into the sticky mattress beneath.

Once he was done Anakin slipped out of Obi-Wan and sat back on his haunches. He noted Obi-Wan’s tail was gone, and when Obi-Wan rolled around on the bed and lay splayed out, Anakin saw his ears were also missing.

“Are they gone?” Obi-Wan asked, hands coming up to run through his hair.

Anakin nodded and collapsed next to Obi-Wan on the bed. “They’re gone.”

“Oh thank the Force,” Obi-Wan said, relief palpable. He took in a deep breath and stretched his arms above his head, his back popping, before he dropped his hands back down and stared at Anakin through the morning gloom. “I think I owe you a breakfast.”

“Dex’s?”

“Whatever you like.” Anakin grinned and sat up, but winced when a muscle in his low back popped. Obi-Wan frowned. “I also think I owe you a spa day.”

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Rewatch Thoughts: Boom

I didn’t realise Mundy was played by Varada until I started watching Unleashed right after the ep yesterday icl

I HATE long intros at the beginning of eps that don’t feature the Doctor and/or companion. They did it a lot in Chib’s era iirc, also fucked me off then as well

Kinda woulda preffered if we didn't see the base at all in the beginning and it was just kept at that one location for the whole ep? Idk how it woulda worked with the bits with Mundy and that guy there but Splice's dad just being out where he was and talking to Splice and we hear her voice while he's still walking around woulda maybe been better than cutting back to Splice imo? Idrk what I'm talking about so maybe I'm waffling

This is the first time I’ve noticed Susan Twist in an ep but I won’t give myself too much credit lmao

Splice is kinda a cute name

‘Kiss kiss’ what if I kill myself

I love the thoughts and prayers thing

The initial scene when 15 is on the landmine and Ruby goes to him is so good like. 15’s vibes, the way Ncuti delivers things. I could write down like 10 dfiferent quotes that I liked but I won’t

It does feel very Moffat though liike. I can tell he wrote this. Which isn't necessarily a BAD thing bc I love 15's vibes in this ep I think. I’m just hoping 15 keeps this same vibe going forward when he’s in situations similar to this one bc otherwise it’s gonna feel like Moffat put his own spin on this Doctor rather than that actually being what 15 is like yknow? Idk how to explain it

Ruby pausing to look at the sky. Dumb that it’s her first planet but it’s a good scene

Smelted is a good word

Ruby going against what the Doctor wants her to do!! Love that for her

Using the song to time passing the fleshlight over and making use of Ruby being a music bitch okayyyy

‘Don’t you know there’s more to life than the moon and the president’s wife’, I don’t fully know what to make of that reference lol like. okay!

This whole ep is so Moffat like he’s very heavy handed with his messages yknow. Makes the Doctor have the same cynical(?) fuck you vibe. Which like, he isn't WRONG to have obviously bc what's going on IS fucked but it feels very same-y like he's writing 15 like he's 12 and not 15 idrk?

I like that 15 openly cries like oh we love growth but also I kinda want him to relax a bit and not cry but ALSO he’s literally stood on a landmine so.. I'd be crying too

Sentient mud oh we love a 13 reference

Splice is dumb as hell sorry, she spends half the ep being mildly annoying and stupid

I’m not sure if I love the choked cry 15 did when Ruby got shot or if I hate it.

While there’s snow, there’s ho

‘Dad to dad; is crazy

Mundy and that guy were kinda cute rip I guess

15 telling them to run when he knows he's gonna blow up half the planet is really dumb. I feel like 12 woulda been like yeah man you might as well just stay here and get the full impact and definitely die instead of running away and potentially getting far enough to get really injured and suffer before dying lmao

The Doctor being like all right that’s enough is so real

There’s no way after over a thousand years the Doctor STILL likes fishfingers and custard SORRY. I need to see him have a taste and realise it tastes gross and 11 was just insane

Overall a very needed ep vibe-wise like 15 and Ruby have been having too much fun, they needed a more serious ep. Idk if I liked this ep as much as I was expecting to but I did really like it. Some people seem to think it's like. the next best ep ever and I would defo not go that far

I liked the Doctor in this episode. I tbh still don't know how I feel about 15 overall liike. I defo love him in A LOT of moments but I'm also not 100% sure what the vision for him is yet. I feel like I won't be sure where he'd place in a ranking etc til we're at least at the end of this season.

Ruby also had some good moments - going against the Doctor, handing the fleshlight over, tackling an annoying child - but then spent half the ep part dead I feel bc they didn't really know what else to have her do

Also have seen a lot of Kerblam comparisons which like. YES Kerblam is clearly messy (bc otherwise so many ppl wouldn't misinterpret it), especially compared to this in your face Moffat messaging but its been like 6yrs. At this point it's been spoke about so much everyone defo knows what the intention of the scene in Kerblam actually is (or at least they should do) so STILL tryna paint it like the episode is pro-Amazon or pro-capitalism or whatever the fuck is genuinely embarrassing bc the ep is just. not doing that but for some reason you're determined to pretend it is. Like just say the ep is a bit clunky/could be worded better in like one scene and move tf on jfc

ALSO saw ppl take the 'lesbian gymkhana' bit as Moffat explicitly calling 13 a lesbian which.. first of all she's not a lesbian but second of all I don't think Moffat was thinking about it that deeply, he just loves to have the Doctor say they Did a Thing at a Place one time. HC what you want, whatever. I think ppl tryna paint it like a bad thing, like, 'WOW it took this long for her to be called a lesbian and it was MOFFAT that did it' is where I think you're weird/twatty bc like. you're using a HC that you've just made up to make a dig at Chibnall which is embarrassing and also.. the reason 13 was never explicitly called a lesbian could very well be bc she ISN'T one and also when has the Doctor EVER been explicitly called ANY sexuality in an episode like? Acting like it's about fuckin time 13 was explicitly called a lesbian when that isn't a thing that's happened with any previous Doctor is an insane level of Chibnall bad bias

Anyways gave the ep 4/5 stars, same as my first watch

Mini teaser for next ep looks so cool but the streets are saying it's Doctor-lite which pisses me of a bit. Hopefully it's good enough that I end up not minding

#doctor who #nataliechats #ruby sunday #fifteenth doctor

[master-missysversion]

Boom thoughts

Liveblog under the cut as usual

Tldr: this episode was absolutely brilliant, so much tension, a brilliant storyline, some hard hitting criticisms of capitalism and Christianity/blind faith, side characters you can't help but get invested in and soo many emotional scenes. I can't see anything this season topping this episode for me but it has left me far more excited for the rest of the season than i was previously

Something about the video looks weird. Like it very much just looks like these soldiers are standing in front of a greenscreen

Child character :) Moffat loves a child character and I eat it up every time

Mundy is so beautiful

"They ran out of money" I wonder if the "ambulance" kills injured soldiers to save resources

Ohhh my god that whole sequence with Carson stepping on the mine had me on the edge of my seat and then my jaw on the floor

This episode so far is off to a brilliant start, im already feeling really invested in these characters and the tension is thick

ohh I'm thinking I was right about soldiers being killed to save resources or something

THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS

Rip John Vater I was legitimately so invested in you, but i had a feeling that would happen

"Stay there!" *ruby casually walks out "okay, coming!" Dhfbdkdm

Also I love how he says to stay there then leaves the door wide open like bffrrr you knew she was coming

I think for the sake of saving time, the doctor should probably tell ruby that you don't actually need to lock the tardis behind you

The Skye Boat Song 💃🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

This reminds me of Merlins death in Kingsman tho

"I was kinda hoping for a beach" you'd get along great with Yaz

I missed the doctor telling random stories so much 😭 I'm gonna hc the lesbian gymkhana adventure happened with Yaz and she was sooo annoyed the doctor ruined their outing with a stupid bet

Okay I know its probably just because she's being written by Moffat but I am reallyyy seeing the similarity to Clara now

And we're back to music....this seems to be a recurring theme

WHAT was that poem?? "The moon and the presidents wife" is a clear reference to the doctors own life. Gonna be thinking about this one for a while

"Beyond acceptable parameters for a conflict as budgeted" I knewww it

"People don't usually bring that up" yes they do. Literally all the time 😭 I know he's just trying to appeal to the kid

Ohhh is there even an enemy?

"Hush" the return of moffats favourite word 😆

NOOOO NOT CANTO

how could you do that to me 😭 poor Canto Poor Mundy

Is this woman Susan twist btw? Im not good with faces but it could be right?

KISS KISS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ty John Vater I always loved you

The way he just pushes Ruby down lmaooo

Mention of a diary will be feeding the "river is Ruby's mother" theorists

Beautiful

"He's not gone, he's just dead. He's not gone" i love how this is a twist on the "they're not gone because they're always there in spirit" trope

The vworp vworps are back!

Now time for the next time trailer

This looks really interesting, I think this episode has really got me excited for this series in a way that I wasn't before, its a shame moffats not writing more of it but I'm excited to see what happens in 73 yards

I love that they're finally back in Wales

Who issss sheee. I need to know

Also I just saw the credits and I was right about the Ambulance being Susan Twist! I think she's the person talking about Mad Jack too isn't she?

Final thoughts: this was an absolute banger of an episode, honestly I fear that none of the other episodes in the season will live up to it. I just enjoyed every minute so much, the build up, the tension, the emotions, the engaging side characters, the running themes and hints at the overall season plot were all absolutely brilliant. It was so good parts of it had me skipping back a few seconds to watch scenes again. I wasn't sure what to expect going in but this exceeded my expectations nonetheless

#doctor who #15th doctor #Boom #dw spoilers

[devondeal]

❤️🧡💛💜 for unpopular asks game!

Hello wifey 🥰 thank you for the asks!! Gonna have fun with this one 😁

❤️ Which character do you think is egregiously mischaracterized by the fandom?

The Mirialan ladies Luminara Unduli and Barriss Offee one thousand percent. The way they have been demonized beyond reason is just so ridiculous and unfair to them.

I'm also going to say Ki Adi Mundi because I've seen takes that rip him to shreds for absolutely no reason. He barely has screen time and in the time we see him he's always polite and humorous. Yet the fandom thinks he's a "psycopath" for some reason though there's no where in Legends or Canon to back that.

🧡 What is a popular (serious) theory you disagree with?

That Barriss will kill Luminara in Tales of the Empire. Just nope, no matter how bad things can get, she would never.

💛 What is a popular ship you just can't get behind and why?

This will def be controversial but Anidala. The way I see it these were people who just weren't ready for that kind of commitment for each other. Which of course is the point of the prequels to me and they are intentionally not a great couple.

💜 Which character is way hotter than everyone else seems to think?

Asajj Ventress. Like everyone comments on the bald but she is a tall glass of water on hot day and can beat anyone's ass. But yeah especially in universe she gets a lot of insults to her looks and even if it's meant to throw her off and isnt serious, I feel like it has affected how fandom sees her appearance.

Though of course there are always Hot Ventress truthers out there (NOT the ones who only just realized it when she got hair and updated animation in Bad Batch)

#jedimasterbailey 💙💚 #ask game

[thenightling]

Why Wednesday is NOT a Harry Potter rip-off

Most of the “Hot Takes” about the Netflix series Wednesday are that it’s a shameless rip-off of Harry Potter.  Why? Because there’s a boarding school and supernatural creatures?   

Wednesday features Wednesday Addams going to Nevermore Academy, a school for “Outcasts.”  In the context of the show Outcast means monsters or people with super powers.  The school residents include werewolves, vampires, gorgons, and sirens as the main species based cliques. And the Principal was a shapeshifter. Other supernatural creatures in attendance include a telekinetic, an artist who has psychic visions and can temporarily bring his art to life, and a boy who can control bees.  A ghost and a Hyde monster also makes an appearance. And Wednesday, herself, is a seer.

 As far back as the 1930s the Addams Family has had witches. Charles Addams, himself, said that Morticia was a witch and he was her creator.  In the 1960s Addams Family show the opening theme song has the line “So get a witch’s shawl on, a broomstick you can crawl on.  We’re gonna pay a call on... The Addams Family.”  Grandmama brewed potions in every incarnation of the family and cursed a man in the 90s Addams Family movies.  Morticia’s sister, Ophelia, had flowers growing out of her head in the 1960s show.  If you think there was nothing supernatural about The Addams Family, you clearly were not paying attention.       

Now, in the show Wednesday, anyone with powers or who is of another species other than human, are called Outcasts.  Everyone else is a Normie. No, this is not a rip-off of Harry Potter’s Muggles.  In role playing games I sometimes had ordinary human characters called Vanillas.  In The Dresden Files TV series they were called civilians. Fables called them Mundies, which was short for Mundanes.  In Fred Saberhagen’s Dracula books the humans are sometimes called Breathers or Mortals.  Breathers is also what the ghosts in a few young adult book series call humans.  That and “Fleshies” like in the Casper movie.  In Bewitched and Sabrina: The Teenage Witch, non-magical people were called mortals.  The vampires of Anne Rice’s novels the human characters are called mortal.

So between Civilians, Breathers, Fleshies, Mundies, Mortals, and Vanilla, the idea of the supernatural society having another name for the non-magical ordinary humans also was not invented by J. K. Rowling for Harry Potter. You would have to have had very limited experience with the horror and fantasy genres if you think Harry Potter was the first to come up with the concept of a school of the magically incline.  

The Worst Witch- about a little girl in Witch School, was first published in 1974 and the first movie version was in 1986 and then it had two TV show adaptations. 

Even Monster High- which I, myself, have compared the school in Wednesday to- was not the first of it’s kind.    

In 1988 there was an animated movie called Scooby Doo and the Ghoul School where Shaggy got a job as a Phys Ed Teacher in an “All Ghoul school” inhabited by the daughters of the classic movie monsters.  You had the daughter of Dracula, the daughter of The wolfman, the daughter of The mummy, and a daughter of a ghostly phantom.  Sound familiar?  It was Monster High before Monster High. 

And don't forget even the novel Dracula in 1897 mentioned Scholomance (School of Magick) a mystical school supposed to be hidden in Eastern Europe over a lake. Also unlike Harry Potter, in the world of Wednesday, much like True Blood, the general public do seem aware that werewolves, vampires, and the like exist.  

Does Wednesday borrow from other Gothic Horror and teen dramas or who-done-its?  Of course.  But it’s done in its own unique way.  And it’s a spin-off of a beloved property, The Addams Family.  So just sit back and relax and enjoy it for what it is.  This is not a rip-off of Harry Potter.  It’s a hodgepodge of Gothic fantasy and it’s the first time Tim Burton has felt like ...well, himself, in over fifteen years.  Stop looking for reasons to hate it and just have fun. With Gothic horror films like The Invitation also embracing old Gothic Horror tropes, and Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman finally having its own TV show adaptation, I find it to be a breath of fresh air to see 2022 being the year that Gothic Horror has finally made a pop culture return without a cynical deconstruction by people who never appreciated the genre.  I had been hoping for this kind of entertainment for a long, long time.

#The Addams family #Addams Family #Wednesday #Wednesday Addams #Harry Potter #Anti-Harry Potter #AntiHarry Potter #Anti J. K. Rowling #AntiJ. K. Rowling #Anti-J. K. Rowling #Scooby Doo #Tim Burton #Scooby Doo and the Ghoul School #Monster High

[heabybepponsboy]

KABOOM !! WE HAVE CHEF UMAMI AU SNIPER !!! And he’s based off of that rascal customer (jk theyre my favorite game character)

More facts about Mundy in the Chef Umami AU !!!

— Him & Captain Degroot (Demoman) are besties !! (Soldier is also there since he’s ice cube boy)

— Mundy, Degroot and Soldier go in silly adventures ! Almost getting themselves killed lol

— Mundy has a collection of abunch of shades !!

— Mundy and Misha usually have small talk ! Sometimes they talk about their relatives/family :-)

— ripped T-Shirt = croptop

— Still a Sniper in this AU !!

I’ll be making more TF2 Chef Umami AU designs ! But I’ll be also busy with exams so it’ll take long, wish me luck !! (÷^)]

#Chef Umami #Chef Umami TF2 AU #tf2 au #tf2 sniper #sniper tf2 #tf2

[comedydoctor18]

Mew Crew Family members

Quincy is the dad of the triplets and Kandi alongside being Ezzie's mate. He is naturally the height if a Mega Lopunny so his Mega form is over 5ft tall. He has a slightly crooked foot. He is a beauty pagent champion alongside Mundi. (He has a very powerful kick and the kick is even more powerful once mega'd). Quincy is Adamant.

Mundi is the dad of Saskia, Opal and Koda alongside being Shade's mate. He has taught Opal to sing and even helped her not only become a service Pokémon and use her singing to heal others. Mundi has made sure all in the Mew Crew family can swim. He and Quincy have been best friends for many years. Mundi is Modest.

Saskia (aka "naughty water horse") is the big brother of Opal and Koda alongside being the oldest of the children in the Mew Crew. Despite his naughty nature, he loves his family dearly and will do everything to protect the ones younger than he is. Born with paralyzed back legs, he uses a wheelchair when not in the house. He was also the first to notice Opal's ghost abilities. His nickname is "Sassy".

Both dads are EXTREMELY protective of their mates and children.

Not pictured: Dotty's mate Shiloh. A Lucario with numerous scars from abuse. Her metal spikes have all been broken or ripped out and her tail has been crudely cut. Shiloh is Careful natured and had to learn to talk using telepathy due to a severe injury to her throat, rendering her vocal cords nearly useless. Shiloh loves Dotty and Anais dearly.

#pokemon sanctuary

[jamisonwritestf2trash]

providing sum context; scout and sniper are stranded inside an abandones building w/o any form of communication due to spybots having taken out all of the phone lines.

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It's been four days. Four days since they had gotten trapped, and four days since the same bomb that had trapped Sniper and Scout inside had ripped Scout's lower left leg to shreds. Sniper shudders, glancing at his sleeping teammate in the corner. He'd been forced to amputate part of Scout's leg to try and clean up the messy wound left by the bomb, and had attempted to cauterize it, to little success. And now it's infected.

Sniper's hands haven't stopped shaking since he amputated the leg. He'd run out of cigarettes to try and stop the shaking, and there were no medkits in Scout's bag when he had torn it open. A weak cough from the corner drags Sniper back to reality, and he sees Scout trying to sit up.

"Easy, there, hotshot. How do you feel, mate?" He asks, walking over and lightly pushing the runner back down.

"Like shit." Scout replies weakly. "What the hell did you do?"

"I... I ain't a bloody doctor, mate. I did what I knew how to do. We don't got any medkits." Sniper sits down next to Scout. "Been almkst 4 days since the others heard from us. I reckon they're searching for us."

"I can't... feel my leg." Scout whispers. Sniper shifts, averting his gaze.

"Yeah... I had to cut it off. It got torn up pretty damn badly." Sniper looks at the still-bloodstained kukri in the corner. Silence falls between the two men.

"Snipes... I'm gonna die... aren't it?"

The question sends a chill down Sniper's back.

"Not if I can help it, mate." Sniper forces his voice not to shake.

"It's... fine if I do. Cause I ain't... dyin' alone, at least..." Scout grins weakly. "What's... What's your real name, Snipes?"

"What-?" Sniper looks at Scout, surprised by the question.

"Your name. I'm Jeremy... and you are...?"

"...Mick." Sniper hesitates before answering. "Mick Mundy. Why'd you wanna know?"

"Cause... we aren't teammates... we're friends."

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thats all i have for now :3

OUGH, ANON YOURE KILLING ME. This also reminds me that I have an ask for Scout and Sniper angst to write 😭

Interesting thought though, I feel like Scout would be fucking devastated at having his legs amputated, like sure, Medic could probably fix it or worst case Engie makes him a killer one, but in the moment this man would melt down. I feel like he thinks his speed is his core trait and that he's useless without it. Just a thought, though!

Great work as always Anon!

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 scout #tf2 sniper #minificanon

[kingdomhate]

First Glance (Part Eight)

Nothing so far had been easy for you, training to take the trials, dealing with the many eyes that starred you down whenever you entered a room, the stress what becoming too much. You had to work to earn back the trust you apparently so viciously ripped away from the entire Jedi Order.

And what did that mean? Stop socializing with Anakin. As Windu put it, Anakin is "In need of his Jedi trainings", whatever that meant. So as difficult as the challenge lay ahead, you had to continue being loyal and trustworthy to the Order, Republic and yourself, to become a successful Jedi. Easier said than done. But, Anakin? He was, in simple terms devastated by not being able to speak or see you anymore. On the rare occasions he did, there was always someone there to stop him from acting out and charging at you to pull you into a well-deserved hug.

That said, you could imagine the look on Anakin's face as he realized you were in this meeting with him. He could sneak glances and possibly even think about you in a way that did not seem too painful. "Anakin, this meeting is to discuss how we will be reacting to the movement in which the Separatists have made, as well as Senator Amidala's move to assist us." Obi-Wan informs his eager padawan, Anakin nods at his words, knowing he will be gazing at you the entire time as if you were hypnotic. "I understand, Master." Anakin reassures his Master emptily. Obi-Wan nods and leads the pair inside. In the Temple, there are multiple standard Council chairs and a table in the center of the room, on which is displaying the map of the Galactic Republic.

"Ah, Master Kenobi and young Skywalker. If you'd take a seat." Advises Ki-Adi-Mundi. Nodding, Obi-Wan and Anakin take seats directly beside one another. A moment later, you and your Master, Windu arrive, Yoda glances at you before glaring at Anakin, as if warning the two of you to be on your best behavior. As everyone is seated, Plo Koon wastes no time starting the meeting. "What shall we make of this move by the newly formed Separatist Droid Army?" "Well, our best course of action is to endorse and welcome Senator Amidala's attempts at help, correct?" Chimes in Kit Fisto. "No. We are Jedi, the keepers of peace in the galaxy, we should be able to round up armies that have fought with us before and stand our ground as the protectors of the galaxy." Replies Ki-Adi-Mundi firmly.

As this is said, the rest of the Council decide to interject to share their own opinions, of course this is a lengthy process in itself that requires heavy listening. You, sitting up and actively listening to what is being said and taking it into consideration in your own head decide to speak up. "Isn't it possible that we can use the clones Master Kenobi came across on Kamino?" All of the Masters paused and began murmuring amongst their neighbors what they think. Sitting back in your chair, you wait for them to arrive at a clear conclusion, and scanning the room for agreeance, your eyes meet Anakin's. He was gazing at you the entire time. Anakin's blue eyes, as ocean like as ever act as a mirror in which you could always see what he thought of you while looking at yourself, most oftenly you find yourself slipping into the vast sea of the crystal blue eyes that are Anakin's. He flashes you a toothy and gleeful smile, and as quick as the moment was in reality, was how quick you looked away.

You loathed the fact you couldn't speak, look or be alone with him, but you loathed how you were throwing away those many years of discipline for a simple fellow padawan. Sure you guys are friends, close ones at that, but what has been constantly drilled into your head since you started as a padawan at age eight? Never form attachments. And here you are, going off to different planets with this boy, this padawan, what does that say about you? That either you were forgetting everything at the blink of an eye because of someone who showed you attention or that you weren't listening to anything that has been taught to you.

Seeing you dart your gaze away from him, it hurt Anakin but also made him feel like an idiot. Ever since just a few weeks ago when you both came back from your adventures in Tatooine, Anakin has thought of you constantly, day and night. The feeling of slowly and surely but oh so madly attaching to you, it made him feel exhilarated because now he had something worth fighting for, something without a price tag. To him, you were worth more than any gemstone or precious metal, you had never ending beauty and never ending value to him. Never has he ever felt so good in his life. But being away from you, it felt like constant torture and agony, as if someone were endlessly stabbing or burning him. A feeling he never wanted to feel.

The meeting ended in your favor, as the Council had agreed to use the clone army on Kamino as their own against the Separatists. Walking out with your master, you caught a glimpse of Obi-Wan and Anakin talking, from the looks of it, Obi-Wan was speaking in a serious manner, probably scolding Anakin because of his (obvious) staring at you the entire meeting.

That same night, you found yourself restless but, tired because of the sheer amount of the ridiculous amounts of training in which you had to undergo, but restless because Anakin kept invading your mind as if he owned it. With a heavy groan, you flip onto your side in your bed, eyes darting around the room in an attempt to make them droopy and even more exhausted and you find yourself focusing on the figure of Anakin in your window, half illuminated in the twilight and dark. "Y\N..."

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Note: This was supposed to come out yesterday, but I was too busy with my studies, sorry. Part nine out sometime tomorrow.

#star wars #fluff #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker #hayden christensen #first glance #series #part eight #part nine out tomorrow!

[soclonely]

Ki Adi Mundi has a baking show on coruscants public television network called "Watch Me Whip". His show was on the brink of being canceled until he has Kit Fisto on there as a guest and he decides to rip his shirt off and jump into the Jedi temple sinks on live TV and smile at the camera.

Ki Adi Mundi had full funding for his show after that, and even managed to get a timeslot on daytime tv and cable

#kit fisto #ki adi mundi #star wars