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gatorbites-imagines · 7 months

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Kinktober day 5

Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader + uniform kink

I’ve been a Darth Vader fanboy (dickrider) for so long, I’m amazed I haven’t written smut about him before. This is loosely based on a plot idea I’ve had for a long time but never sat down and wrote.

This is the longest thing ive written for this kinktober, the spirit of star wars itself must have posessed me.

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You were an imperial officer, you hadn’t always been one of course. Before the empire rose you had been your average war general under the republic working closely with the jedi and their clonetroopers, most of all you worked with the 501st lead under Anakin Skywalker, a name not even allowed to be murmured anymore. You had always carried some sort of candle for general Skywalker, the hero with no fear, but everyone knew jedi weren’t allowed to be in relationships, and even if they were, you could never imagine Skywalker being interested in you.

For some reason, after the empire rose you had joined their ranks. What else could you do? You had lost everything in the war, and even though you didn’t believe in their propaganda, you knew the republic had been just as corrupt, they just hid it better. Your old coworkers had never liked how easily you switched sides for credits, but since you had no one to tie yourself too it was easy to put on a new uniform and kill under some randos orders. It was what had made you so useful during the clone wars and for the empire afterwards, you were quick and smart and had little mercy in your soul.

Of course, your heart gave a squeeze when you would see the formerly lively clones be reduced to mindless flesh droids, or when you saw the few remaining jedi being dragged away for re-education or to be gotten rid of. But under the emperor you were paid handsomely, more than most other officers you learned, why though you could never tell. Maybe it was the fact that you were the longest lasting officer under Lord Vader, as the sith had a tendency to snuff out the life of anyone who got on his nerves. Anyone but you.

For some reason, Vader seemed to like you, at least to the degree a sith could like somebody. He kept you around, at least. And at times you were sure he was staring at you longer than was appropriate, but you weren’t gonna say anything, especially to the guy known for snapping necks of anyone who got in his way.

Your status as Vader’s personal officer came one day in the form of a special uniform. It looked like your average imperial officer uniform, except for the fact that instead of black or white, the top part of your uniform was now a dark deep crimson. The color reminded you of dried blood. The pants were pitch black, the same shade as Vader’s cloak. If you looked deeper into your outfit, you would see the stitches were done with a red thread, almost like Vader’s saber. It was clear you were Vader’s, whether you wanted it or not.

Being Vader’s personal officer was isolating, more than usual. You had always been known as cold and tough, because you had to be to have lasted as long as yourself standing so close to Vader and the emperor. But after being so visibly marked as someone under Vader’s terrifying eye, all new officers and troopers seemed to avoid you or walk on eggshells around you, as if fearing your wrath would be Vader’s wrath itself. You had gotten used to the loneliness a long time ago, but as more and more officers and crew from your time were replaced you ended up having just yourself and your thoughts.

And your thoughts somehow always ended up back on Anakin Skywalker, that jedi general you had fought beside many years ago now. You wondered how he would have felt if he knew who you had become, how much blood was on your hands, how many innocents you had doomed. You knew deep down it was stupid, he had never truly known you, you had been nothing but coworkers, fellow generals. But for some reason, his handsome face, beautiful eyes, and strong body would appear in your dreams and in the recess of your mind.

Even as you stood behind Vader in the cockpit of the large ships he would parade around in, you would find some of your attention sliding to memories of Skywalker. For some reason his clothes had always fascinated you, the dark robes had been so unusual for jedi, but they had been perfect on him. Maybe it was because of this that small twinges in your mind had started feeling a pull to Lord Vader of all people.

Maybe it was his height, his presence, or just the black clothing he wore that seemed to light something in your mind. Maybe it was fear mixing itself with lust, as you had noticed how he seemed even more tense than usual. Others would be unable to see, but you had stood behind him since the moment the emperor brought him forth. You could see it in the way his fists tightened, and his gloves creaked, or how his breathing just became a lad louder from what you could under imagine was frustration.

You were sure you were going mad from your isolation when your dreams were starting to become filled with not only Anakin Skywalker but Darth Vader, their gloved hands pulling at your body, Vader holding you up as Anakin had his way with you, or Anakin’s mechanical hand twisting and torturing your length as Vader made you choke on his fingers or cock, depending on if your dream thought the cyborg sith even possessed privates.

Normally you would be able to release the tension these dreams brought you, but Vader had seemed to call you to his personal quarters late at night. This night your dream had been stranger than usual, there had not been just Anakin or Vader, or even both at once, instead Anakin and Vader had been on. You had been in your imperial officer garb as well, something that rarely happened in your dreams featuring Skywalker, and the Vader Anakin amalgamation has pulled you apart. His heavy breathing still rang in your ears as you hurried towards your lords’ quarters.

The halls were empty, or as empty as they could be as you passed a couple of troopers patrolling, whom all saluted you as they were supposed to. You were sure you looked a mess, the call from Lord Vader had been urgent, and you hadn’t had time to pick up your newly pressed uniforms yet and had to put on the one you had worn all day. Outside the door of Vader’s quarters, you took a deep breath as you collected yourself, before knocking.

When you were welcomed in you almost choked at the sight before you, for a moment you were sure your lord was suffocating you with the force. There had never been a bed in Lord Vader’s room, as he had no need for one, but now there was. It was large, big enough to fit maybe three or four beings Vader’s own size, and the sheets were blood red and looked so expensive even your high salary felt a hit.

“Sir” you stated, straightening your back as you tried to not let your thoughts run haywire as Vader sat upon the bed like a king on his throne. Maybe it was leftovers from your dreams, but the spread of his powerful thighs and slow deep breathing leaving his respirator had your palms going clammy under his gloves. You cursed the fit of your uniform, as you were sure your halfchub caused by your dream was still visible as you stood straight.

This was it, Vader was gonna get rid of you for daring to show up looking so disheveled and uneven. “Officer” he rumbled in his deep voice, and you clenched your teeth and shut your eyes, ready for what you were sure was gonna be your death. Instead you felt your body being lurched forwards with what you knew was the force, falling to your knees as the force seemed to pull your feet out from under you.

As you opened your eyes you found yourself on your knees between Vader’s strong thighs, his gloved palm coming to hold your chin as he seemed to look you over with a critical eye, even under his helmet. You gulped, your halfchub filling up faster than you could dream of suppressing, and the scoffed exhale that left Vader made it sure you knew that he knew just how affected you were.

His other hand came up and adjusted the collar of your uniform, his strong mechanical fingers lingering around the vulnerable flesh of your neck. “Your dreams, officer. Are so very loud” he spoke in that deep voice of his, you were sure you heard it wrong as it felt like he had purred out those words. You face became hot, and so did your entire body, at the mention of your dreams. You knew force users could read or sense thoughts, but some innocent hopeful part of yourself had hoped your dreams would stay secret.

“Your uniform is out of order” he rumbled, the blank lenses of his helmet forcing you to stare at your own reflection. You tried to force yours mouth open to speak, to apologize for your appearance and your dreams, maybe to beg for mercy. But your lord seemed to have different plans, as his booted foot pressed against your crotch where you were hardest, a surprised moan leaving you.

“Remove your coat, officer” he rumbled, the fingers gripping your chin tightening until you followed his orders almost desperately. This had to be a dream, you were sure of it, why else would lord Vader be letting you rut against his boot like some kind of dog. “Your room is just below me own, did you know? You broadcast your dreams loudly” he kept going, grinding his boot harder between your thighs, making you gasp and grasp as his leg.

“You must make it up to me” Vader rumbled, and all speculation if he even possessed privates left your mind. In your dreams he had always been large, as he was so tall, but seeing it did it no justice. His strong grip knocked your hat off your head, another part of your uniform, as he pulled you forwards. You barely had time to prepare before your mouth as filled, and the tight fabric of your uniform pants became unbearable as you found yourself arching at the act.

Vader didn’t moan as he fucked your face, or rather pulled your head back and forth at his whim, but his breathing shook and that was enough for you. Your mind was a jumbled mess of Darth Vader and Anakin Skywalker, for some reason you had grown hooked on the combination. If you weren’t so out of it, you might have noticed that Vader would thrust down your throat extra hard whenever images of the jedi appeared in your mind, but you could barely keep focus.

There was no warning as he came, just an extra deep exhale and him bottoming out, forcing your nose against his hairless pubic area. His shiny boot rolled against your crotch, and you were almost sure he must have done something with the force as you found yourself finish, even as he made you swallow all he gave you, you stained the inside of your boxers and uniform pants.

It took a moment to clear your thoughts as Lord Vader finally let you pull back, your throat sore in the best way and your eyes teary. You must have looked a mess, as Vader wiped under your drooling mouth with his large thumb. “Go fix up your uniform, officer” he rumbled, the force pushing you to your feet even as you almost buckled at the knees. Maybe you were still high on your orgasm, but you swore his tone was softer than normal, and that his touch was more careful as he put your hat back on your head and you tucked your jacket back on.

“I will call for you in the morning” Vader spoke, his tone meaningful in a way that had excitement brewing in you once more. “Sir” you replied in affirmation, trying not to shiver at how raw your voice was. As you hurried back to your quarters, Vader exhaled loudly as he ran his hand over his helmeted face, for once wishing he still possessed his old face so that maybe he could have indulged you in that so powerful dream of yours.

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roseboysstuff · 5 months

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Hello!! Could I request for some more dark Anakin x ftm reader if it's alright with you?

I've been imagining like Anakin going feral/being beyond jealous because someone was constantly hitting on reader infront of him and it got to the point where he snapped(?) and dragged reader away to a secluded place, pinned em against the wall (or a table or a bed, idk anywhere) and just went all out...

Like full on jealous n possessive sex w Anakin marking the reader's neck and also potential breeding (Anakin just dumping his cum in reader's cunt for several rounds)

hehe I love some jealous and possessive sex

Anakin was angry. He stood just behind you, glaring at the man who was flirting with you. The man could tell he was angry, and just kept giving him smirks. You had no idea any of this was going on, you just assumed the man was being friendly. Eventually it got too much, and Anakin grabbed your hand, dragging you away from the crowded place, without even letting you say goodbye to the man, or even end the conversation with him. He just kept dragging you, into a secluded corridor, where no one would interrupt you. He didn't even give you chance to speak before you were pushed up against the wall, with his lips on your neck. "You're fucking mine, got that?" You just nodded, feeling your pussy get wet. You loved when he got like this, all possessive and forceful. When he was determined to make sure you and everyone else knew who you belonged to. He spent a few minutes marking your neck, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin, making sure that there would be plenty of hickies and bite marks to show anyone who got close to you that you were taken. It was something he did most times he made love to you, but his jealous neck bites were even harsher. He dug his teeth into the skin with force, growling as he did. He knew you loved his growls, he knew exactly what made you wet. After making sure you were completely marked, he grabbed your butt and lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. He pulled both of your pants down a little, and pushed into you, kissing you deeply as he did. He wanted you to only think of him, so he explored your mouth with his tongue, while he filled up your pussy, making sure all your senses were occupied by him. And as he thrusted, pushing you into the wall with each one, growling and grunting, he kept biting and kissing your neck, not letting the skin have a break before his lips were back on it. "You're my boy, my fucking baby boy. Good boy, take it for me, only I can fuck this boypussy." You could only nod along, as you both got closer to cumming, and as you felt him fill you up, you climaxed as well, scratching his back from the pleasure. You expected him to put you down, but his cock was still hard inside you and he kept thrusting, knocking the air out of your lungs. "Not done yet, gotta get you so full of my cum, till it fills you completely."

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aphroditelovesu · 8 months

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can you write a love letter from yandere Anakin Skywalker since I read that you write fanfics of Star Wars and can you make reader a male please and thank you 😊🥰

My beloved (Y/N),

From the moment our paths crossed in the stars, my heart has been beating in time to the melody of the Force. Every time our eyes meet, I feel an explosion of feelings as intense as the energy of a lightsaber.

My love for you is like the darkness and light that coexist within me. I am willing to do anything to ensure your safety and happiness. If anyone dares to come between us, I will use the Force to protect what's ours, no matter the consequences.

Every day that I spend with you is a gift that I value more than words can express. I feel jealous even of the stars that share their shine with you. But remember, my love, that my desire is to protect you, not imprison you.

Loving you consumes me in a way I can't explain, but it doesn't matter. As long as we are together, facing each challenge hand in hand, I know our love is true and eternal.

Our journey has been marked by challenges and trials, but facing them by your side makes me feel invincible. You are the light that guides me, the flame that burns in my heart, and I will never allow that flame to go out.

May the Force continue to unite us, my beloved, for together we are stronger than any battle that may arise. My love for you is as deep as the gulf between darkness and light.

With all my love,

Anakin Skywalker.

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issdisgrace · 1 year

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Short clone wars era fic idea:

Ftm passes out bc he wore his binder during battle. Anakin, not knowing what happened, panics and takes Y/n to Obi-Wan bc he always knows what to do. Obi-Wan uses his lightsaber to cut his shirt and binder to breathe.

Obi-wan, holding y/n's head in his lap: are you okey, darling?

Y/N: yeah, now that I can breathe and see you ;)

Anakin in the corner of the tent: WHAT THE FU-

UNCONSCIOUS

WARNINGS: Unsafe binding practices, nothing more else to warn about

A/N: Hope you like it :)

The war was raging on and it looked like there was no stop or pause insight. There was no time for break and I made the unfortunate mistake of putting on my binder to help ease my dysphoria, but before I had time to take it off, I was whisked off to battle. I know I would pay for my mistake, but I swore an oath to protect my planet from evil and I was going to protect them from it even if it meant my death. Speaking of death, I felt like, but I still pushed on. It was

13:00, and I started feeling worse. I knew something was wrong, so I started to retreat, but before I could get back across to my territory, my head started pounding and the outside of my vision was going black. Then everything went black.

I was fighting alongside my old friend Y/n when I notice them to start retreat from enemy territory. I kept fighting, but kept an eye on them. They seemed off the last day and I was worried. As I finished off my enemy, I notice Y/n collapsed in the grass. Running over to them, I try to get their attention but there was no response. I get over to them and realise he’s unconscious. I quickly pick him up and retreat as I retreat, not knowing who to take him to. I take him to Obi Wan. He always knows what to do, and he had plenty good at treating ailment and wounds. I made it back to camp and went straight to Obi’s tent. Thank god he was in there.

“Obi, help.”

“What happened?” He asks, taking in everything.

“I don’t know. We were fighting, and I saw him retreat and next thing I know, he’s unconscious in the grass.” I say as I place Y/n down on the cot. I move out of the way and let Obi examine him.

“It doesn’t like he has any wounds.” I nod and continue watching him. He life Y/n shirt and I see a cropped black top of sort.

“Theirs the problem, god y/n how could you be so stupid?”

“Whats going on?”

“Anakin, give me your knife.” I take my knife from the sheath and hand it to him. He cuts his shirt and the top underneath it.

“Anakin, I need you to get a new shirt for y/n. I got it from here.”

“Ok.” I say before quickly taking my leave.

I pick up Y/n’s head and laying his head in my lap. I can’t believe he wore his binder during battle. We talked about this. We both knew it was dangerous. I don’t know why he would wear it when he knew it was dangerous. I sigh and run my hands through his hair. I sit with his head in my lap, thinking for a couple of minutes before I say,

“Y/n, what am i gonna do with you?” Not expecting a response.

“Beat my ass.”

“Oh thank god, you’re awake. Are you okay? How do you feel?”

“I feel better now that I can breathe and see your handsome face?”

“What the fuck?” We look up to see Anakin holding the shirt he was sent to get in his hand.

“Since when have you guys been a thing?” He asks, not waiting for us to react to his previous comment.

“For a while.” I say.

“Why wasn’t I told?”

“We thought you knew.” Y/n days.

“No, I didn’t. I didn’t have a clue,” “

“Now you know, Ani.” I say.

“I’ve been wanting you guys to get together for years.”

Y/n laughs at his comment, but quickly stops and groans in pain.

“That hurts.”

“Thats what you get for wearing your binder during a battle.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know don’t need to remind me off my bad decisions.”

“Ooh, so that’s what that was.”

“Also guess you know that now, too.” Y/n says.

“Yeah, I do. But I assure you have no problem with either things. Also, here’s a new shirt.”

“Glad to hear.” Y/n replies. I let out a quiet hum as I listen to the exchange.

“I think Y/n needs to get some more rest and I’m sure you need to rest too, so why don’t you head back to your tent for a bit before heading back out?”

“I’ll get going. I could use the rest. Alright, bye Obi, bye Y/n. See you guys later.”

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redheadjustin · 2 years

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What about an Anakin Skywalker imagine where the reader is a bounty hunter, and they fall in love and have to keep their relationship a secret. And Anakin and the reader get married in secret instead of padme and Anakin. -🐊

You were mandalorian and a ture one at that. You were born just as the civil war heated up. You were a happy child. Your parents and your older brothers loved you as much as any child could ask for. Things went to hell when Jaster Marell died and Jango Fett disappeared.

Your parents were at the forefront and you were often left with your older brothers as they had not taken their Verd'goten yet. It was lonely but your brothers made sure to keep your mind off of it. Then your parents were killed by death watch. Your brothers had to take their Verd’goten early to protect you. Then satine took power and exiled the true mandalorians to concord dawn.

You weren’t the same happy kid you used to be. You became bitter. Not at your parents, not at your brothers but at satine and death watch. They exiled you from your home and robbed you of your parents. Your brothers tried. They really did. But they turned to the preferred profession of mandalorians, bounty hunters. Leaving you on your own more times than not. You understood that they needed the credits but it made the bitterness grow. All you wanted was love.

Then before your Verd’goten your brothers disappeared and the bitterness reached a boiling point. You hunted for them.You did, you really did but there was no trace of them. And that scared you, you were desperate. And so as a recognized adult in mandalorian culture you became a bounty hunter to give you the ability to finance your hunt for your brothers.

You had a job when you were about seventeen. You were hired to bring a corrupt senator in for questioning. It took a while to find him but you did. Your beskar was gray to honor your parents. You found the filth of a man on Pantora. You walked in to the room where he was sleeping you were disgusted at how the man had what was no doubt a slave girl snuggled up next to him. You pulled your pistol from your left hip holster and set it to stun. You pointed it at the man when you felt a heat in front of your neck you looked down and saw a blue blade. You heard stories of the Jetti(Jedi) and their infamous lightsabers.

“You were right master. The senator has a bounty on him.” You look at the one who spoke. It was a teenaged Jetti. He was probably eighteen or nineteen. He had blonde hair though it was more brown. He had a braid that rested over his shoulder. His eyes were blue and sparkly but held a heaviness that you knew came from a trauma related to his parents. He was beautiful. I felt a whisper in my mind telling me that he and I were destined.

“And a mandalorian at that. Can you tell us who wants the senator dead?” The older, redheaded jetti(Jedi) asked you as he put his hand out for you to drop your blaster. You drop it into the older jedi’s hand and he smiles at the fact it was on stunned. He managed to look into your visor. “You didn’t Plan to kill him.” it wasn’t a question. You simply shrugged. “Client wanted him alive. And wanted him back on coursount for questioning. That’s all I know.” The older Jetti(Jedi) simply raised an eyebrow at you. “And You didn’t ask questions?” It was a valid question but what you were going to tell the Jetti(Jedi) would shock them.

“I have evidence that the senator is involved with slave trading. Someone hired me to get him to the capital. After my contractor gave me the evidence I didn’t need to ask questions.” You said as you handed the older of the two your contract and bounty hunter’s license. You could see the faces of the Jedi twist disgust as they looked at the prof, especially the younger one. He shoved past you to a couch waiting for his…Master? Biur?(Parent.) you weren’t sure how he was related. The one with the blonde hair seemed to look to his elder for guidance and you were reminded of how you used to look to your older brothers. Finally the older of the pair sighed and looked into your visor again. “I apologize for the misunderstanding. I am Jedi knight Obi-Wan Kenobi and my young companion is my Padawan, Anakin Skywalker.`` Ah, the younger of the two had a name now, Anakin. It made him even more attractive to you. You wanted to know everything about the boy in brown and black robes. You were brought out of your thoughts by Obi-Wan speaking again.

“I understand you have a bounty and need to turn him in, but we need to bring this information to the Chancellor. Would you travel with us and be willing to give the Chancellor your evidence?” You had to think about it. You were used to turning in the bounties you found. But, you thought of the pictures of those slaves in the pictures. How scared they looked, how young some of them were and most importantly, how that could have been you. You needed to get justice for those slaves. You moved your hand slowly to the seal of your helmet. As soon as the seal was undid you removed your helmet. It was then Anakin saw the face that would haunt his dreams for the rest of his life.

Your short H/C hair was freshly trimmed and washed. His blue eyes met your purple ones. It was instant. A connection had been formed. “I want Justice for those slaves. My name is Y/N Y/L/N of mandalore.” you said not taking your eyes off of Anakin. But because of that you didn’t see the smirk on Obi-Wan’s face. It was quickly decided that the senator would ride in your ship as you had a few holding cells. And that to make sure nothing went wrong Anakin would also ride with you.

So, that’s how you found yourself sitting in the cockpit of your ship in your sleep clothes sitting next to Anakin. It wasn’t a tense silence but it definitely was not pleasant either. Finally, you sighed mentally and broke the silence.

“Are you Okay? You looked like you were about to puke when you saw the evidence.” Your voice was a lot softer without the modulator in your helmet. You saw a lot of emotions flicker upon Anakin’s face. Hurt, fear, anger, desperation and remembering. The Padawan took a breath then turned to meet your purple eyes.

“I was born a slave. I know what It’s like to see those so similar to me but for them to not have the out I did.” You could sympathize. But, something broke your heart in the fact that this boy who could only be a year or two older was forced to be a slave when he was the most handsome male in the galaxy and had a heart of gold reafrramed your view of the Galaxy. That It forces horrible things onto people who didn’t deserve them while rewarding the ones who made the galaxy a miserable place. You related to Anakin’s pain and you told him your pain. And Anakin fell in love with you. And you vice versa. As you left coursount with your reward. You gave Anakin your comm code.

Two years passed with sporadic visits and meetings. But, your love for each other grew. In those two years you buffed up. And were no longer the skinniest bounty hunter in the galaxy. You sighed watching the news. A war had started and you knew Anakin was a part of the incident that caused the war. Your comm flashed with a message. You looked at it and rushed to your ship while throwing your armor on.

“Meet me on Naboo~A.S.” You dropped everything to get to your boyfriend. You had no idea why Anakin wanted to meet here but it didn’t matter. You wanted to kiss your di’Kut(idot) of a boyfriend for not contacting you sooner. You were in full armor as you stepped onto the balcony that Anakin had chosen to meet at. It had a great view of the ocean. You could see why Anakin had chosen this place. You could see a figure in a Jetti(jedi) robe with the hood up. You could feel that it was Anakin and that he was happy to see you.

“I’m sorry about all the secrecy Y/N.” The Padawan said without turning to face you. You could tell he meant it. It was a feeling Anakin radiated often. You were both Adults in the eyes of the law. But emotionally you were both still children. Anakin was brash and said things he often regretted or wished he could take back. And you still held great resentment about what was taken from you thus causing you to be cold to Anakin at times. But, you both stuck with each other and loved each other and always apologized to each other.

You stepped closer to your boyfriend eventually standing next to him at the balcony. “It’s fine Ani. I’m just glad you’re okay.” you said undoing your helmet. You could feel Anakin tense up and then move his hands to remove his hood. You saw it then. A cybernetic hand. You balked at it unsure how to comfort your boyfriend. You just moved to hug him but he stopped you. He looked at you in those vibrant purple eyes he loved so much as he spoke.

“Y/N I know this is abrupt and against tradition but, I already got you a ring and filled out marriage licenses for us. And given the state of the galaxy and the fact our jobs are dangerous, would you marry me?” The chosen one said as he held out a Ring that had a blue gemstone that was the same color as Anakin’s eyes. You could see that Anakin wore a ring with a ring with a purple gemstone that matched your eyes. You looked into those blue eyes you knew so well and you didn’t need to think of your answer.

“Of course, of course I’ll marry you Anakin! You make me complete.” You don't say anything more as you rush to meet Anakin in a kiss. It wasn’t as most couples would propose. But, when that couple is a Jedi and a mandalorian bounty hunter you can’t say they are like most couples. You and Anakin share a moment filled with light not knowing how much darkness the next three years of the Clone Wars would bring.

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guywithn0name · 2 months

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STAR WARS MASTERLIST

🎸 | Main masterlist | 🎸

-Anakin Skywalker-

Nothing here yet..

-Obi-Wan Kenobi-

Nothing here yet..

-Luke Skywalker-

Nothing here yet..

-Din Djarin/The Mandalorian-

Nothing here yet..

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zaceouiswriting · 2 years

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The light of the senate

Character: Anakin Skywalker x male reader

Universe: Star Wars

Warnings: None

Walking through the vast, prestigious halls of the Senate on Coruscant was already a challenge, with only two guardians of your homeworld, an even larger one. Your eyes wander once in a while. You saw other nobles there had entire entourage of dozens or hundreds of people, while you had only two. It didn't make you uncomfortable, but you knew others saw you as poor or foolish.

Your guard's armor was forged from golden crystals, able to reflect every type of laser weapon, including the Jedi's lightsabers. These armors existed only for your Royal Guard, as the metals and crystals needed for them were rare and almost disappeared from all the planets your people had colonized. Which at this point reached into the hundreds if not thousands.

Despite the disapproving looks, you wandered further. The Senate was exactly as you remembered it when you came there with your father for the first time almost ten years ago. At that time, the Senate offered your empire to become part of the republic. Until then, your empire was neutral and fought against the Republic and the Separatist Alliance simultaneously. Your forces could easily keep them both out of your vast empire.

Your father declined the offer, reminding the Republic that your people would destroy anything sent to your borders. After that day, they never returned. But things changed. Not that your people could no longer protect themselves. But something external had changed that forced you to shift your thinking.

Something your people thought had long been lost returned to your kind and brought a different perspective.

Even deep in thought, you could feel a distinct change in the force. A smile crept onto your face as your dazed eyes refocused. You lifted your gaze to meet striking blue eyes.

„Master Obi-Wan,“ you greeted the older man before your eyes laid upon his apprentice.

Looking into the blue-gray eyes of the younger Jedi next to Obi-Wan awoke the butterflies in your stomach again. It wasn't long ago that you met under the cover of a dark moon on a border planet between your Empire and the Republic. But you two didn't part that day on a good note.

“Anakin.” You nodded slightly at the younger man, barely acknowledging him.

Taken aback by your distant and cold greeting, he opened his mouth to say something, but he just looked like a fish out of water.

“It is so good to see you here, Your Majesty." Obi-Wan bowed respectfully. “But without your father?” he asked worriedly.

“My father rules our empire while I am here to represent us in the Senate,” you told him, a gentle smile crossing your lips at his concern, “perhaps forever. Unless a Jedi kills my father, he will not vacate the throne at any time.”

There was silence for just a moment until the older Jedi Master remembered about your people and why you would say such a thing.

"I forgot that your kind cannot die naturally. I'm deeply sorry, Your Majesty."

When the older man bowed apologetically to you again, you hastily pulled him up.

“Such things are not necessary, my friend. But we should get going. Master Yoda is waiting, I assume?”

Once you received the confirmation, your steps became faster, so much so that even the Jedi had difficulty keeping up with you until you finally arrived at your disk.

In your disk, you suddenly turned around before closing it. Your gaze was fixated on the younger Jedi, his expression solemnly even as he caught your gaze. You gently reached out and touched his soft cheek.

"Anakin, remember that I love you, and everything I do is for your good, okay?"

A soft smile graced the younger Jedi's lips as his eyes began to shimmer.

“I almost thought you were mad at me,” he whispered breathlessly.

His voice was silky smooth, as always. His slightly longer hair framing his face suited him perfectly. Before Obi-Wan could intervene, you grabbed the back of Anakin's head, pulled him towards you, and kissed him.

At first, Anaking was hesitant, aware that his Master was at his side, but as he lost himself in the kiss, he became more forceful. He pulled you out of your disk, one of his hands on the back of your hand while his other gripped your waist harshly. Completely forgetting that you two weren't alone. But that quickly came back after you separated.

"Did I miss something?" Obi-Wan asked his student in shock. "Anakin, you know this is illegal!"

Before the older Jedi could even begin to argue, you stopped him.

“It only became so when Yoda became Grandmaster,” you told him, “He’s a wise man but bitter. He could never leave his feelings of pain behind him. For this reason, he forbade all Jedi to feel anything. Yes, love can be hurtful and completely destructive, but it can also be enlightening.”

At the sound of the Senate starting, you quickly looked back up at Anakin.

“We continue to talk after this meeting. But you can't leave here Anakin. I don’t want anything bad to happen to you after what I have to do.“

Under normal circumstances, Anakin would have told everyone that he could read you like a book, but not at that moment.

After the Senate began and you stepped back into your disk, your guards stood beside Anakin, almost holding him prisoner.

Chancellor Palpatine talked endlessly until he finally realized the reason for the meeting: he wanted to gain full power over the Senate. You could hear clapping and cheerful voices. It made you feel disgusted. Before the vote began, though, you came forward.

“Good people of the Galactic Republic,” you called out, all attention turning to you. "My name is (Y/N), I am the Crown Prince of the Numerian Empire."

The entire room with its thousands of disks, represants of endless planets and systems, went in disarray. Many were involved in the negotiations to incorporate your great empire into their midst, but they never believed that you would actually speak at one of their meetings.

“After long discussions and negotiations, we entered this republic as observers a year ago, and what we found is catastrophic. Corruption at every level, mismanagement of ships and troops, but worst of all: a Sith Lord right under your noses.”

There was a murmur at the beginning of your speech, but when you mentioned the Sith lord, the room fell deadly silent. The force around you moved erratically, angered at what was happening.

"I accuse Chancellor Palpatine of being a Sith Lord."

A loud laugh broke out of the deadly silence. Even the Chancellor smiled at you. He knew the truth as well as you. But he was confident that no one would believe someone like you, as you and your people were known throughout the Republic to be hostile towards them.

“I see you can’t just believe my words,” you said out loud, rather sadly, "then let me show you!”

To prepare yourself, you took a few heavy breaths, already feeling the force rushing through your body.

“Master Yoda, would you come forward?”

The old Jedi Grandmaster appeared in a disk of his own along with two other high-ranking members of the Jedi Council.

"You wonderful people of the galactic community may not know this, but my species once had a special ability gifted to us by the Force. It is called "The Numerian Light of Truth," it reveals a person's true self. Let me demonstrate this on Master Yoda.”

You formed your hands into a ball, your eyes shimmering gold as a ball of appeared as you opened your hands. As you send it to Yoda a sudden light completely engulfed you, enveloping your body in gentle warmth. When the light reached Yoda, it showed his past, thoughts, and everything that had happened to him. Visible to everyone. When it came to the present, your eyes glowed, and the yellow light around you began to change color to a bright white. Which means he was on the light side of the Force.

"Now you have seen the ability for yourself, I will show you the truth about the Chancellor."

Once again, you formed your hands into a ball and sent a similar ball of light toward the Chancellor a moment later. Before it could reach him, his guardian aggressively destroyed the ball of light.

"Either you stop, or I will force the light on both of you and sever your connection to the Force forever!" You warned the guard. It was just a bluff. It's almost impossible to separate someone from the Force.

But even after this threat, he seemed determined not to let the light reach the Chancellor. But you used the light on yourself to put it on the path to the Chancellor and force him to submit to it's judgment.

Just like what happened to Yoda, it showed the Chancellor's past. Where he willingly became the apprentice of a Sith Lord and later became one himself after killing his old master. And when the last part came, the light became black as night.

The Chancellor, now angry at being exposed, tried to force choke you, but to his shock, it did not affect you. Instead, going even further, he shot lightning bolts in your direction, which did not affect you either. They just rolled down on you like rain. Even Yoda was flabbergasted by that.

"A Sith Lord, so old and powerful. Yet still ignorant of the Force and its children," you mock the man. "I suppose I can leave the rest to the Jedi Order?" I asked Yoda as he was already on his way to the Chancellor. You saw Anakin's eyes widen, which amused you a little. To see the fear in his eyes was enough to force the corners of your lips upwards into a shy smile. But instead of falling into the gap like Anakin expected, you landed gracefully right in front of him, safe and sound. He was shocked, but you didn't give him much time to wonder before you grabbed Anakin's hand and walked out.

"What happened?" Anakin asked in a panicked voice. His world was falling apart, something you didn't want for him.

“Your friend, the Chancellor, wanted to use you to make the most powerful Force wielder his apprentice. I had to save you from the dark side. Just like I’m going to save you from the light side now.”

“Why do you have to save me from the light?” Anakin asked. Your words didn't help his confusion. They only made it worse.

He pestered you even as you walked to the ship's landing pad. When you got there and stood right in front of your ship, you finally snapped, "Because the restrictions of the light side are the reason you turned to the dark side after the Chancellor killed me!" You screamed in his face, angry at him for his annoying persistence. "You wanted to avenge me, and the Jedi wanted you to forget about me. It began to split you until the chancellor or Lord Sidious showed you another way." "What?" he asked in shock. He staggered back, his face turning pale. Your guards had to help him not to fall. The entire time, he hoped he misunderstood you.

“The Force showed me the future, or at least the one I had to prevent. If the Chancellor had still been in power three years from that day, with all the power the Senate once had, he would have launched an offensive against the Numerian Empire, only to get to our homeworld and completely eliminate my family. He would’ve ripped out my heart and eaten it to gain my Force powers."

You desperately wanted to protect Anakin from everyone who wanted to use but. But you knew he sensed there was more, and he wanted to know everything. So you told him before he could ask, "My death broke you. The love that once brightened your being was gone. Left was only bitterness and hate. You turned to the dark side, fought against Obi-Wan, lost half of your body in a volcano, and were built back up by Darth Sidious, who took you in as an apprentice. Which you accepted, not knowing that he was the cause of your dismay.”

“Then why do I have to leave the Jedi if there is no longer any chance of me going to the dark side?”

Eventually, you softened as you watched him trying to convince you to continue being a Jedi, what he always wanted to be. So you cupped his face with your hands.

“Not only because our love would be illegal, but also because the light is already suffocating you.” You emphasized that part by stroking his cheek. "You are a being in need of both sides. Only my people can show you the way, as we have done to many former Jedi and even former Sith, just as we are currently showing Ashoka her path: as a Gray One balancing light and darkness. You are both similar, although Asoka's light is much stronger. While both light and darkness are equally strong within you.”

“Ashoka?” he asked out of breath. You knew from their shared past that she was his padawan, a trump card you didn't want to play.

“She’s still angry with you. But I think with time, even that could be healed. Though we have to leave now before anyone can follow us.”

Finally, Anakin had no further questions. He kissed you one last time before taking your hand and pulling you closer to your ship.

“Does this mean we can finally get married?”

"Whatever you want, Anakin, whatever you want, as long as you stay by my side."

The smile you received lit up your whole world. You were sure that with the help of your people, he could become Grandmaster of the Gray Ones and build a new, better order. One that doesn't stand on one side but keeps the universe in everlasting balance.

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sonorousabyss · 1 year

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Sup! I was wondering if I could request a Star Wars matchup :]

Alrighty so, I’m a 5’5 Biromantic (masc leaning) asexual guy. I have medium long black and purple hair with raccoon tails. I’m really into punk and metal culture, and I love picking up scrap and making it into clothes and accessories. I’m also autistic and I have adhd, so I differ a lot between how social and talkative I am. I play guitar, play board games, sew and draw in my spare time

Have a good day 🫶

A/N: Sorry this took so long Anon, I just couldn't decide how I wanted to do the banner for this one! I hope that this is to your tastes!

I am thoroughly convinced that you both would get along disturbingly well.

Your style and your unique hobbies are certainly what drew him to you. It isn't often that you encounter someone with long black and purple hair- let alone with that and raccoon tails. And turning scrap into accessories? Well, that was just icing on the cake.

Don't get me wrong- Anakin has been around the likes of Padme during her queen and senator days, so he's no stranger to unique and unorthodox hairdos, but the color and length certainly intrigued him, forgoing the style.

Given how frequently he's out in the field? Unless you went out on missions with him regularly, your initial interactions with him would have been once every blue moon or so. Of course, this meant that there were some occasions where he attempted to hang with you on your less social days- something I don't imagine going too well.

The differences in how social you were may have bewildered him at first, but it's more than likely if you didn't tell him about your social battery? Kenobi, Ahsoka, or Rex would have caught on to some degree and let him know that it probably wasn't because he'd done something wrong.

Even though it's known to be against regulations to nab keepsakes from the battlefield (or at the very least it is for clones), I get the feeling he's made a habit of grabbing you scrap metal from the battlefield on missions where he's had time.

More often than not this metal consists of severed droid parts that almost certainly have lightsaber cuts and blaster residue all over them, but hey- it's the thought that counts right?

He'd keep his eye out the following days, weeks, etc. after giving you one of his unique "gifts" to see if he could spot something you may have crafted it into.

He and the 501st make a game of guessing what you might turn his scrap into, and they absolutely keep score of who's gotten it right the most times.

As you got closer and your relationship developed further he 100% would step up his game in the scrap department. And by that I mean he somehow finds stranger and stranger shit to bring back for you.

A motivator, the head of a B1, droid fingers, paneling from destroyed droid carriers- hell, even random pieces of downed starships. His goal is to make sure you never know what he's gonna bring back next, if only so he can see the delighted (or perplexed) look you'll end up giving him as a result.

Of course, if you needed something specific and let him know about it, he'd see to it that he gets it if possible.

It's also a game between his padawan, himself, and the clones to see who can get the desired part first. Because what's a good battle without some friendly competition amirite?

On quiet days while you don't feel like talking so much, he'll hang out with you and listen to your favorite music with you. Furthermore, if you want to show him any drawings or clothes you've made, or even play him a song on your guitar he's absolutely game. Most of the time neither of you will even have to talk, just bask in each other's presence.

On days where you feel more like listening than talking, he'll tell elaborate tales of his self-proclaimed "best moments" on the battlefield and catch you up on what he's been doing while you've been separated. He's also got a stash of amusing tales at Obi-wan, Ahsoka, and the 501st's expense to cheer you up whenever you're feeling down.

Somehow he always finds a way to boost his own ego in the process, but something tells me that you're more than enough to keep Anakin balanced in that regard.

If you make him something you bet he's bragging to his padawan and his men that his significant other made a gift specifically for him and no one else.

Anakin is 100% guilty of messing up your hair or lifting things just out of reach to tease you as you are shorter than him, but he's made up for it in some regards by fetching things for you as well. Namely stuff way too high for you to get without putting yourself in a precarious position.

Talk to him about anything you're interested in and he's over the moon- even if he doesn't quite understand it. You trust him enough to share it with him and that makes it all the more precious.

Anything too out of pocket and you might catch him and Kenobi having a hushed conversation just out of earshot where he's checking with his master to see if he at least knows what you're talking about.

If you call him out on this he'll deny it, and if you catch him in the act he'll try to play it off... and fail spectacularly. Meanwhile, Obi-wan is watching him trip over himself in amusement as he tries to find a half-truth you'll buy to spare him the embarrassment.

He sticks to holovids after that. Can't trust his jedi master as far as he can throw him, apparently.

Ahsoka teases him relentlessly over this.

Anakin doesn't really seem the type to get bent out of shape over anyone being asexual, adhd, or autistic. He's a really chill guy, and to be honest he just takes it all in stride and embraces it as much as physically possible. You're his boyfriend after all, why wouldn't he?

Learns about any and/or all of the above to figure out how to better support you and makes sure your boundaries are laid out and respected.

If you want a funny sight to commit to memory? Have him help you with your hair maintenance. He'd somehow find a way to make dying, bleaching, trimming it, etc. absolutely hilarious. Just him in the bathroom with you on a chair in front of a mirror, desperately trying to figure out what toner is, why certain hair products can and cannot be used shortly after dying, etc. It's fucking brilliant.

He's absolutely tried to con you into dying at least a strand of your hair blue to match him and his squad at least once.

....Okay. More than once. But can you blame him? That'd be bloody adorable.

Just don't dye it orange in response to mess with him, he might cry.

AN: Ah yes, the image of Anakin fumbling with hair dye will forever be ingrained in my brain. For those who got this far, I hope you enjoyed! May the force be with you, and may your day be as pleasant as the ocean's abyss is deep! For those who are new here, I take requests. You can find my rules here.

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squippy360 · 2 years

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Um can I get an age regression story for anakin skywalker x male reader where the reader is anakin's padawan and the force regress the reader to prevent anakin from turning?

Sorry its a bit short

Anakin Skywalker x Little!Male Reader

Cw:(little reader, age regression, cuddling, fluff, diaper change, Clones comfort reader)

You and Anakin were on your way back home. You two were sluggish and tired from a long week of constant fighting. It was over now and you both were tucked into each other's arms as you flew back home. Little did Anakin know that his lover was in a stressed state. They had finally landed and were now relaxing in the medbay by themselves.

Anakin looked down at his padawan, running his fingers through your soft hair to ease the headache that you have had for days. "Daddy…" You whispered in a small voice. He stopped for a second, looking down at me with shock. I sat up and blushed, backing up. "I-I'm so sorry! I-I didn't mean to say…uh…" You said and backed away. His features softened and slowly moved towards you. "Hey…it's ok…c'mere baby boy." He said softly and patted his lap. You looked at him with teary eyes and crawled on his lap. You leaned into him, exhausted and tired from fighting.

"Baby Boy…it's ok. I'm here now." Anakin whispered softly. You sobbed loudly into him. "I-I'm sorry Daddy! I-I just couldn't handle it anymore!" You cried. Anakin only held you closer and tighter, whispering praise in your ear. "Shhh~ It's ok now~ You're in Daddy's arms now. No ones ever going to hurt you while I'm here." He whispered softly to you. He laid you down on the bed and cuddled up beside you. He tossed the covers over both of you. He sighed constantly and wrapped his arms around your person.

"You ok, Baby Boy? Do you need anything? I know it's going to suck being in a place where people are running in and out but I'll be here so you can rest that little head of yours." He cooed softly. "You need to put yourself first more than anything. I don't care what anyone else says. You need to start caring for yourself more. If you ever need help, I'm always here Baby." He whispered and petted your hair. You curled into him and nodded silently. "Mm hm…" You hummed. He quietly pet your hair as you fell asleep. "Don't worry, Darling. I'm here." He whispered.

(Time skip)

You woke up later in the same bed, but no Anakin. You whined and sat up, rubbing your eyes before looking around. There were Clones everywhere, talking quietly or just sitting on the bed relaxing and healing their wounds. "Daddy…?" You called out , clutching the blankets close to you as you tried to look around through the crowd. Everyone stopped talking and turned to you silently. You panicked and went to stand up but someone sat on the bed with you. "Hey, it's ok Little One. I know you're searching for your Daddy but he's a bit busy right now. But don't worry, we're here for you!" One of the clones said and patted my head. I looked up at him with puppy eyes. He awed at that and pulled me into a hug.

You grabbed your lightsaber from off the floor of the bed and quietly held it close. Some of the Clones around you awed at that until you stuck the tip on your mouth and began to suck on it. "Hey, don't suck on that!" They said and quickly took your lightsaber away. You looked at them with teary eyes and made grabby hands towards them.

"Uh…how about this…?" One of the Clones said and pulled out a necklace with a long and smooth gem on it. He put it on you and let you suck on it. You curled up against the Clone and let them hug you close. "Hm? What's wrong?" One of the clones asked when they saw you start shifting uncomfortably.

"Oh I see. C'mere them." He said and pulled you into a hug, carrying you to an empty room with a table. He laid you down and pulled away your clothes. "Let's get you cleaned and taken care of." He said and began to change your diaper. You gently sucked on the necklace as he gently cleaned your mess and changed you into a new diaper. "You're such a good little boy…" The Clone whispered to you and he dressed you and took you back to the medical room.

"You are so cute, Cadet." One of the Clones said and laid down on the other side to cuddle your back. Everyone gathered around you and basically huddled up in a big warm cuddle group with you in the middle. You were warm and happy. They all made you feel safe and secure. "You're safe with us," one of them whispered. "We'll protect you," "So cute," "You did really great out there," "Such a good boy," "Captain's really lucky to have such an amazing boy." They whispered to you. Their soft breathing lulled you back to sleep. Your eyes slowly close, the last thing you see is Cody, Rex, Fives, Echo, And Anakin entering the room and staring in awe at their army cuddling together.

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fairydxll · 2 years

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🩰 plain old enemies to lovers but with anakin skywalker ✨

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“you know what? fuck you,” the words pretty much tumbled out of your mouth. the condescending smirk plastered across his beautiful face made you want to slap it right off. "all you do is make my life a living hell. Just leave me alone!"

He chuckled; he actually chuckled. "we both know how much you enjoy having me around."

"don't you dare call me that!" you were caught off guard upon being shoved into a hard surface. Anakin strong arms caged you in, forcing you against the wall as his dark eyes looked you up and down. "anakin, let me go or else," you snarled.

his hot breath hit the shell of your ear as he spoke "or else what, bunny? what could you possibly do to me?"

to say you were outraged would be an understatement. "you be surprised, skywalker."

"really?" he fake pouted, and you hoped he didn't notice how your eyes briefly flitted to his lips. unfortunately, you were not that lucky. his smirk only grew as he leaned down, his hot breath mixing with yours. "I'd like to see you try." with those words you were released from his hold and forced to watch him walk down the corridor away from you.

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wifeofasith · 7 months

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2AM thoughts

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

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 month

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Anakin flirting with m reader and ending making out? Pls

Anakin Skywalker x Male reader

Headcanons

You are a non-jedi general during the Clone wars, cuz yall lost focus and had a consensual workplace relationship.

This turned out a lot sweeter than i had planned ngl.

You were a general during the clone wars. You weren’t anything special, you couldn’t use the force, you weren’t from some rich or special background, your name didn’t carry any weight. The only gift you seemed to have, was your inability to be affected by the force. All in all, you weren’t anything to write home about.

Of course, that’s also what made you so damn useful in your role. No one kept an eye on you, everyone underestimated you, you could get away with so much because to most people in charge, you didn’t exist. You not being able to be manipulated by the force, also made you extremely skilled in what you did, without anyone seeming to notice.

Your feat of climbing the military ranks in leaps and bounds only got you mild acknowledgments, and a handful of attempted manipulations from some people in power. But when they realized you didn’t bend, but you weren’t important enough to get rid of, they left you alone.

At 22 you had reached the rank of senior general in the republic army, placing you above even a good chunk of the jedi you fought against, which was also why you had been placed with the 501st, to apparently teach their general the basics.

Anakin and Obi-Wan had both been unsettled by the fact that they couldn’t sense you in the force the first time you met. Every being, even the nonliving, had a presence. But you didn’t. it was like you didn’t exist.

That took quite some time to get used too, especially to someone as force sensitive as Anakin. But over time you two started getting along, and though it took him some time and a lot of grumbling, Anakin did learn quite a lot from you.

The flirting had been subtle in the beginning, or as subtle as Anakin could be. From getting your help on reports and readings he just “couldn’t understand”, to getting you to help him stretch after he had spent hours going through his katas.

You weren’t oblivious, you couldn’t be with the life you lived, so of course you noticed his attempts at flirting. It was endearing in a way. To see someone who was supposed to have no connection to people like that, seem so drawn to you.

It also left you feeling uneasy in a way, as you had never really had much time to relationships or even flirting for that matter, having spent all these years making something of yourself.

Alongside the flirting you two became good friends, and you had even signed yourself up to stay with his platoon, even when your training was done. This was also where you learned he had had a thing with Padme, but they realized they were better as friends a while ago.

When you shared your own lack of experience, it seemed to boost some of Anakin’s confidence, seeing as you both were on new ground. And like with anything else, he took to it with gusto.

The fact that you never turned him down or rejected him, sometimes even laughing and playing along, only made Anakin try even harder. It was cute, to see him trying his best to woo you in a subtle and less noticeable way, seeing as he was still a jedi and it wasn’t actually allowed.

The 501st knew though. Of course they knew, and when Ahsoka came around she figured it out very fast, and she most likely took up the role as hype man and background support.

Your flirting became part of your dynamic, it was just something that you two did, which to outsiders was just seen as banter to keep the spirits up.

It also didn’t go past flirting for a long time, seeing as you guys were always surrounded by people. And being besides Anakin didn’t let you slip into the shadows like you were used too, since he would glow so brightly.

The need for privacy was what had you two slinking off to the side during one of the nights in camp, the platoon having settled down on a planet and waiting for their next orders. Anakin and you had decided to wander off, settling somewhere nearby, but far enough away to get some time alone together.

There might also have been a bottle of alcohol in your coat. It was nowhere near enough to get either of you drunk, especially with the force helping clear it out of Anakin’s system quicker than average folk. But it was enough to loosen up and get comfortable.

Your normal banter of flirting was constant, but as the buzz settled it became something softer and somehow hotter, the feelings growing thick in the air and noticeable enough that even you, who was as force sensitive as a rock if not lesser, could sense it.

Anakin must have made some corny pass at you, that cocky grin on his lips and his hair brushed back and out of his face, letting you truly see his handsome features. Something came over you, later you would blame the force, but it just felt right.

Leaning in and closing the gap between you seemed to have shocked Anakin, his eyes wide before he seemingly melted against you, arms wrapping around your neck and torso and pulling you even closer.

The kiss was far from the most skilled or pleasant, but your shared lack of experience was fully made up for by enthusiasm.

Anakin would pant and grunt as the kiss turned steamier, lips parting and tongues rubbing together, spit gathering at the edges of your mouths and a line of drool running down his chin. His eyes were shut tightly in concentration, his brows furrowed and hands grasping as your coat.

You had no idea how long you two were laying there, kissing like two lovesick fools from some romance novel. Hands were grasping and exploring, but never going further than that. Now wasn’t the time to go any wilder than what you were doing, but the possibility of it was enough to make the kiss even better.

When you pulled away, Anakin leaned after you with a soft noise, bottom lip pouting out and red from the insistent kissing, his eyes cracking open to look at you with the softest look you had ever seen from him.

“Not all of us can hold our breath for hours” you snarked with a soft chuckle, since you knew he could, thanks to the force. Your jedi grumbled, but tucked his head under your chin, still clutching you close and brushing his lips against your neck.

Neither of you spoke for a while, just holding onto each other. You found yourself brushing your fingers through his hair, Anakin almost arching into the touch like an affection starved tooka, a sight that only made you smile more.

“I like you a lot” he mumbled, glancing up at you through his lashes with that insistent determined, but somehow still soft and warm look in his eyes. Just seeing him like that made you wanna kiss him again, to devour him whole.

“I think I like you too” you replied, an upwards tick to your lips as you pulled him close again. Even without the ability to feel the force, you could still feel it flare, like the sun rising in the morning. It would be no surprise if Ahsoka knew exactly what had happened, and the padawan would be confronting you guys about it later.

But right now all that mattered was laying there with Anakin, and maybe stealing a couple more of those deep insistent and longing kisses, since he sounded so pretty when you did. You guys could deal with everything else later.

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roseboysstuff · 7 months

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Anakin Skywalker fucking his ftm husband Reader basically takes Padme's place here, shoot me it's fiction

He told you all about the Senator, and the untrustworthy nature of the Jedi council. How he had killed the Tusken raiders, for killing his mother. You didn't mind any of it. This was Anakin, your Ani. He had held you in his arms, given you affection. Bounty hunters had come after you countless times, all of which were dispatched by his lightsaber or his force powers. You trusted the man on top of you, and you could barely even think about any of that as his cock fucked into you. He was gentle, deeply pushing in and out of you. Burying his cock all the way into your pussy, holding it in before pulling out again. It was torturously slow, but he was determined to make you feel it. "No, I'm gonna stay slow, I need you to feel this, baby boy" This caused you to pout, but he simply leaned down and kissed you. He wanted to savour this. His dreams of you being hurt, being killed were too much. He wasn't going to let you die, not like his mother. You were going to stay safe, and he was going to fuck you like this as many times as he could.

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creep1ngdeath · 1 year

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I take requests!

Hi, I just wanted to remind you that I do requests, I currently have an idea for something that might be a series but besides that my mind feels kind of blank. If you have any ideas please submit them! You can read the request rules here

Thanks!

-Kas

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faetreides · 2 months

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Feral feral Anakin fucking you every second of the day because he can’t get enough of you and is overly obsessed

send me coryo, luke castellan, or anakin asks (this is a threat)

implied canon compliant prequels and childhood friend afab royalty reader (basically in padme's place) based on an upcoming fic

This is canon Anakin behavior actually, he's like a big dog with his favorite chew toy. The dog obviously loves the toy a lot but it's because of his love that the toy becomes well used. No matter how tattered it becomes, the dog will still curl around it and spend its days licking the hell out of it until it withers away.

I think that because of how he grew up, just a little boy on some ball of sand whose life really didn't belong to him, as soon as he's free from that he just unravels. I love Anakin being written as more unhinged or even slightly like an eldritch horror, because suddenly he has this big destiny laid out in front of him and the tethers holding his soul together inevitably come unhooked. I think that he's wired like that from the beginning, very passionate but without a means to express it.

So, when he meets you, little royal heir with all the stars of the galaxy in your eyes, he tells a familiar story about an angel and from then on, it's over for him. Every moment of his life orbits around the sun in his solar system, you.

The first think he thinks when he sees you again, is how your moans would echo off the windows when he eats you out on one of the couches. Then he imagines your perfectly manicured hands clawing delicious ribbons down his back while he rabidly pounds your sopping wet pussy against the wall of your huge walk-in closet in your apartment. He'd have to hold a hand over your mouth, but he wouldn't do a thing to clean up the slicks that drips out of your pussy onto the floor. You'd pout as you'd rush to get ready before Obi-Wan came back, and all he'd be able to do in response is hook his chin over your shoulder and smile.

"No, it's because I'm so in love with you."

You're leaning against a balcony overlooking a lake in Naboo and all he can think about as he strokes a shy finger down your back is hiking your dress up and bending you over it. You're chained to a pillar in between him and Obi-Wan, and when all is said and done, he wishes he killed everybody that was relishing in your suffering in that arena and fucked you with their blood coating his body. He could go on forever until the last grain of sand on Tatooine flies away. He'd have gotten you barefoot and pregnant immediately if the leash around his neck was any looser.

No matter the fantasy or the moment, you always have at least one mark on you. He's not patient enough for hickies and his fingers move too quickly for any serious bruises to form on your body. He favors bite marks, near perfect impressions of his teeth etched in your soft skin. He doesn't bite to tear, just does his repeated 'chomp!'s without a single thought in his head; your thighs bear the brunt of it. Anakin likes when drops of blood bead at the surface of the bites, because then he can lick the bites soothingly. You usually have to run your fingers through his hair to get him to come back to himself when he starts doing it on autopilot with his eyes rolled back.

"Yes, yes, yessssss.... love fucking my cunt, missed making love to my sloppy pussy. Taking my dick so well, keep breathing with me, my love. That's it, just like that."

His way of saying good morning is languid strokes deep in your guts. His way of saying good night is crazed thrusts that have him putting it back it when his frenzied pace causes his length to slip out. He has is so hard sometimes, determined to carry the entire galaxy on his shoulders with you on top of it. You can the rising anger that builds within him when everything he does to prove himself goes unrecognized. The best way he has to ignore all of that outside responsibility is knocking your sweaty body up the bed while you're clutching the headboard for dear life.

Anakin's emotions bleed from him so openly, and all you have to do is drink them in. Because even though he wasn't free when he met you, you owned him them with his gift around your neck. You own him now, your cervix kissing his mushroom tip in its own display of affection. He is supposed to live his life with the intention to be the force's son, but he is burning to ash faster than he is fulfilling his destiny; at least he can keep you and your future children warm.

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