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anilovie · 5 months

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Anakin taking care of you when you’re sick.

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TW: mentions of throwing up but very brief and no descriptions.

You distinctly remember thinking to yourself — “I better not catch whatever this is” — as soon as the third youngling came into the medbay puking all over the place.

You wore gloves, washed your hands, put on a mask, even knocked on wood— yet you still woke up in the early hours of the morning to an excruciating cramping in your stomach, making you curl into yourself and roll around your bed until your dinner worked its way up your system and out into the toilet (that you thankfully reached just in time).

You couldn’t remember the last time you felt so lousy. Being a medic, you knew how to take care of yourself and rarely ever got sick. Much less with a bad GI bug, one that kept you in bed and away from your duties without letting anyone know.

It was very unlike you to go radio silent; which is why Ahoksa thought it was strange that you hadn’t met her in the great hall that morning to go on your daily caf run, like you always do before the day truly begins.

She sought you out in your room, where the lights were still off and it smelled of sickness, and you were bundled in your blankets in the midst of a fitful sleep.

Too weak to get up, you croaked that you didn’t think you could get caf with her today, to which she was completely understanding of. She let you be, cracking a window open on the way out to let fresh air in.

Then promptly went straight to Anakin.

You stirred to the sound of the door opening not even an hour later, lifting your head enough to catch sight of a tall, familiar silhouette equipped with leather tabards, thick utility belt, and lightsaber hanging off the left hip. Something twisted in your stomach, a ball of nervousness rising in you as you realized Anakin had come to see you… alone.

You let your head fall back to the pillows, closing your eyes at the uncomfortable aching in your stomach. You felt the bed dip by your feet as Anakin perched on the edge, metal hand coming up to rest on your shoulder comfortingly.

“Not feeling so good, huh?” He spoke in a hushed voice, rasping in the low register. Despite the pain in your tummy, you preened at his proximity and innocent touch. You’d had the biggest crush on Anakin for quite some time now, but he didn’t know that.

You let out a disgruntled “Mmm” and curled in on yourself further, overtaken by a wave of nausea. Thankfully, you’d forced yourself into a shower after your third round of puking, which was somewhere between midnight and dawn. You were clean, but you’d also slept on wet hair, so you looked all messy.

“Ahsoka said you’ve been getting sick?” He tried to get some words out of you, thumb rubbing soothingly across your arm.

“‘Think I picked something up from the younglings,” you mumbled, face still half buried in your blankets. “You might not want to get too close.”

“How many times have you been sick?” He completely ignored your request.

You thought for a moment. “Three or four times. Haven’t had to in a couple hours though, so I think I’m getting better…”

“Show me where it hurts.”

He wasn’t asking, but his tone was so soft you couldn’t deny him. Plus, he’d come here for you.

You shifted around in bed, rolling onto your back so that you were now looking up at him, surrounded in a cocoon of blankets. You pushed them down to reveal your tummy, clad in your softest and warmest sweater.

“Just my stomach,” you refused to meet his eyes. “But it’s not so bad anymore. Just feel… icky.”

“Hm,” he hummed, eyes flicking up to your face before landing on the hands covering your stomach. You never forgot how handsome he was, but it still shocked you like a slap in the face whenever you were met with him head-on like this. Paired with that soft, raspy voice, the obvious concern in his eyes, and the fact that he’d come just for you— you wanted to melt into a puddle.

“Can I try something?” He spoke, and you lifted your gaze to his face warily. You trusted him, so you nodded your head.

He brought his hand — the flesh one this time— across your body and let it rest on your tummy gently. Just the one hand almost spanned your whole abdomen. You immediately squirmed your hips back, not expecting him to have touched you so brazenly. You and Anakin were friends… but you had yet to cross a line like this before.

You let his hand rest there, hoping he didn’t notice how squishy and bloated you were right now, and if he did, that he didn’t mind. Your hands were curled into fists, tucked under your chin as you peered down at his gentle touch on your tummy curiously, wondering what he was doing.

“Just like this,” he assured you when he saw your alarmed face. “How’s this feel?”

You focused on your stomach again, expecting to be met with that gross nauseous feeling that had been plaguing you for hours. It was still there, but now it was… dull. Muted, like he’d snuffed out the discomfort with a blanket.

Unable to help yourself, you brought your hands down to his, one hand closing over his wrist and the other fitting atop his outstretched hand, keeping him just where he was. “Feels better, Ani,” you sniffed, eyes fluttering closed as warmth from his touch seeped into your aching tummy, soothing it all away.

The corner of his lips pulled up slightly, but he didn’t say anything. Just kept the gentle pressure over your stomach with a little look of concentration on his face. Realizing he wasn’t going anywhere, you let yourself fully relax back into your blankets.

He thought you looked so cute — and slightly pathetic — at the way you melted back into the bed. Cheeks flushed with sickness, hair all messy, oversized sweater falling off your shoulder and over the hands grabbing at his own… he’d stay with you all day if he could. But alas, he had duties to attend to.

“This should last for about half an hour,” he spoke gently after a while. You groggily opened your eyes and frowned as he pulled his hand away, shivering at the loss of warmth and contact.

“Mkay,” you couldn’t keep the whine out of your voice, though you were too proud to complain. “Thanks, Anakin. Doesn’t hurt so much anymore.”

“Good,” he cooed, this time with a full smile. He tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear, eyes probing into your face as he scanned you over. “Have you eaten anything today?”

“Can’t. I don’t think I’ll be able to keep it down.”

“What about something bland… like toast?”

“Mmm,” you crinkled your nose up at the thought, gloriously subdued nausea making it easier to relent. “Alright. But only with a little bit of butter, not a lot.”

“Got it,” that strand of hair seemed to capture his attention, because he kept running it through his fingers, his touch tickling your cheek. “And some tea?”

“Sure,” you squeezed out a grateful, sheepish smile. “With honey, please. Thank you.”

“‘Course,” Anakin leaned over, planting a quick kiss to your forehead. Your skin tingled where his soft lips made contact, eyes blown wide at the sweet action. “Coming right up.”

He left like he’d done nothing at all. Meanwhile, you were lifting your hand to trace your fingertips over the spot he’d just kissed, the phantom touch of his lips still lingering.

You huffed lightly, flustered, and turned onto your side to curl back into a ball. You buried your lovesick smile into your pillows, clutching your favorite stuffie to your chest as you listened to the distant sounds of Anakin clinking around in your kitchen.

It didn’t take long, but you’d still fallen half-asleep again by the time he returned. With the pain in your stomach temporarily dulled and the exhaustion weighing on you from your sleepless night, it was easy to pass out again. Anakin woke you with another gentle touch to your shoulder.

“I’ll leave it here for you when you’re ready to eat something,” his tone dropped to a whisper, not wanting to disturb you anymore. “Get some rest, okay? I’ll be back to check on you tonight.”

Your whole body filled with warmth at his words, from the tips of your toes to the top of your head. You nodded and blinked open your eyes, blearily regarding him from your blanket cocoon.

“Thank you, Ani,” you slurred sleepily, shivering as he let his flesh hand cup your cheek in an affectionate touch. He was just taking care of you. It didn’t mean what you wanted it to… but it was nice to pretend. “Have a good day. Be safe.”

He just huffed out a silent laugh and withdrew his hand. You were still smiling when you heard his bootsteps recede and your door close. You allowed yourself to fall back into a blissful slumber, head fuzzy with the remnants of his simple touches, clinging to the fact that he would be back later to see you.

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lunalitva · 3 months

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Random Anakin Thoughts

Anakin would so be the type to just randomly go. “Who’s your daddy?” With the fattest smirk on his face. Like every time he walks into a room with you in there. Especially after he’s back from a mission or something. Like your sitting on the couch of your shared apartment, lost in your little world. He sneaks up on you with the most shit eating grin.

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hanasnx · 3 months

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i know your in more of a hayden mood lately but!

i was wondering what do you think are some of anakins favorite nicknames for his partner?

i really really like "princess" but one of my faves thats pretty exclusive to anakin is "angel" ive seen it used a lot and it just fits him so well. i personally adore the petname "baby" so i think i use that one the most bcos i feel like it just fits a lot of occasions, very versatile. "my love" is one im sure he'd use but i think i rarely use it bcos i never think about anakin and reader having like An Established Relationship its usually some type of fwb situation. ive never seen him as a "babygirl" "babydoll" "my dear" "love" "darling" kind of person. not really a "sweetheart" or "honey" person either. sometimes, sometimes "little one" or "my pet" but that's very usually dilf!anakin or straight up vader.

i also love "sweet girl" "pretty girl" "good girl" for him too. and i think he likes putting "my" in front of a lot of these too. i.e. "my angel" "my good girl" etc etc

thats all i can think of for now! great ask :)

edit: "my star" "starlight" "starshine" are so important to me

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weixuldo · 1 year

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Adjustment// Anakin x Reader

Based on this ask by @tommyshawawesome1976

(A/N: Sorry it was such a long wait, but here it is!!! In this the reader is taking the place of Padme and this is in between the end of AOTC and TCW)

Anakin has a hard time getting used to his new arm, but you’re there to help him.

Warnings: loss of limbs, injury recovery, phantom pains, swearing, cannon typical violence

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The moon was hidden behind a cover of thick rain clouds. You and your newly wed husband laid soundly asleep between the silk sheets of your bed on Coruscant.

Wonderful dreams of rolling fields and your lover beside you ran through your head. You were contempt when you felt a jostle from the other side of the bed. You woke and turned quickly to see a startled Anakin panting.

He was sitting up with a fearful look in his eyes, a thin sheen of sweat covered his torso and face. You gently called his name but he didn’t respond so you slowly reached to touch his shoulder. He whipped towards you in a defensive movement until he noticed it was you.

“Y/N?” he panted.

You nodded and pulled him into a hug, “Shh, it’s me, my love”.

He melted into your touch and sighed into your chest, “i-it hurts”.

“Is it your arm or is it the phantom pain?” you asked him as you ran your fingers through his curly hair.

“Phantom. It won’t go away, I can't stop it” he groaned as he grabbed at the metal appendage dawning his right forearm.

You tightened your arms around him and held him close, “It’s all going to be ok, Ani. It’s in your head”.

“it’s so painful” he winced.

You looked out the window to see the rainfall, “it’s probably the rain, Ani. You know your arm acts up in this weather”.

He screwed his eyes shut and cried as you rocked him.

The next morning he didn’t speak of the events of the night, rather he ignored them. You knew he had been upset since his injury but you also knew he needed to talk about it. Whatever this was, was not healthy.

He was perched on a bench looking over the busy traffic of Coruscant as you walked up to him. His hair was starting to grow out and his old padawan braid was slowly unraveling, he looked quite nice. You placed a tender hand on his shoulder and planted a kiss on his temple.

“Good morning, my love” he greeted you.

“Morning Ani” you answered, taking your seat next to him.

You reached to grab his prosthetic hand but he flinched away. You furrowed your brow and attempted to grab his hand again.

“Y/N, what are you doing?” he asked, perplexed.

“I wanted to hold your hand’

“You can hold this one” he said, crossing his good hand over to meet yours.

“Why can I not hold that one?”

“Because it’s not real!” he snapped.

He observed your worried expression and reigned himself in, “..It’s not me”.

You ignored his good hand and held the mechanical appendage tightly with both of your hands, “Yes it is Anakin, this is you”.

He cast his gaze downward, embarrassed.

“I’m weak. I failed, and now I can’t even wield my lightsaber properly”

You placed gentle hands on his cheeks and looked into his eyes,

“oh Ani, this prosthetic changes nothing about you, You will fight again, it will just be…modified”.

He released a breath and went to caress your cheek but halted once he saw he was reaching with his prosthetic. You noticed and drew the hand to your cheek, “I love you Anakin”.

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The practice droid’s stun beams ricochet off of the walls of the training room as Anakin maneuvered around them. He was working on defense and avoiding hits.

His wielding style had shifted, he wasn’t as accustomed to his new addition yet, so his swings were less accurate than before. His master watched through the viewing window as his padawan struggled to gain the upper hand.

Anakin swung his saber, deflecting two shots but missed the third. He doubled over in pain as the shock of the blast hit his side. The droids were paused and Obi-wan entered the room. Anakin was still hunched over on his side muttering curses.

“Anakin, you mustn't focus on recreating your former style, you need to adjust” Obi-wan spoke as he helped his padawan to his feet.

Anakin grunted as he stood straight, “I am trying, master. I just… It's difficult”.

Obi-wan nodded, “No one said it would be easy Anakin.”

Anakin huffed and reignited his lightsaber, “Again”.

Obi-wan’s face slowly turned to a smile, his padawan was not a quitter.

“As you wish”.

And with the push of a button the droids started up again.

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It was getting late and Anakin still wasn’t back. You knew he was training with Obi-wan today but you had passed Obi-wan on your way home. You set the table and tried to take your mind off of things. He’d be home soon…

After a few more hours you grabbed a cloak from your closet and set out to find your husband. You decided to check the jedi temple first, he would often spend time there into the late hours of the night, though you doubted he would be thinking after a long day of training.

He was definitely an overachiever so training days usually ended with him coming home, taking a shower, eating dinner, then falling asleep in your arms. You worried he pushed himself too hard.

You made sure to hide your face as you wandered through the temple, you definitely were not supposed to be in there and you were definitely not supposed to be married to Anakin.

After searching around you heard noise coming from a training room.

There he was.

He was drenched in sweat, the outer layers of his jedi robes discarded on the floor. He staggered around the room and his swings were uncoordinated. Your eyes widened as you realized there was no one in the control room to operate the droids.

You quickly ran to the panel and began to search for the power button. Before you could push it you saw Anakin get blasted with a beam and crumple to the floor with a pained wince. You smashed the button and the droids immediately powered off.

You picked up the trail of your robes and ran into the room. It was mostly dark except for an overhead spotlight in the middle of the room. You kneeled down and scooped your husband into your arms.

“Anakin what are you doing!?” you frantically asked.

His blue eyes blinked open and granted you a confused look as he panted, “Y/N?”

“Yes, I was worried about you, you never came home”

He began to sit up but stopped as he winced. You placed a hand on his back and helped him the rest of the way.

“I was just training,” he responded.

“Anakin, it's 3 in the morning! You said you’d be home around 10’.

He squinted at the clock across the room, “Is it really?”.

You nodded and brushed his damp hair from his forehead, “What were you thinking?”.

“I wasn't good enough, I just needed to practice more”

“Practice is good, but you're exhausted Ani, you're just hurting yourself at this point” you dabbed at his sweaty face with the end of your cloak.

He sighed and leaned into your chest, “I need to get back to how I was. If I don’t….i’m worthless”.

Your heart broke at his words, you pulled him into a tender embrace, “Oh, Ani, Don’t think that way, You aren’t, maker, you could never be worthless”.

The two of you stayed there for a moment before he began to drift off to sleep. You tried to wake him, the two of you could not be found like this in the temple.

But he was deep in sleep and you couldn’t move him alone. Begrudgingly you sent a contact to Obi-wan…he was the only one you could trust with your secret.

Not soon after an annoyed jedi stormed through the practice room doors. Obi-wan stood in front of you two with his hands on his hips. His eyes softened as he saw how exhausted Anakin was.

“What was he thinking?” Obi-wan sighed. “I thought he went home”.

You shook your head, “I’m really sorry Obi-wan, But I didn’t know who else to call, because-”

He held out a hand, “I understand Y/N. It’s ok. I’m more concerned with his state right now, maker knows how long he had been at it after I left”.

You nodded and allowed Obi-wan to help you up from the floor. The older man grunted as he swung the sleeping Anakin over his shoulder. “Let’s get this reckless boy home, shall we?”.

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The next morning came quickly and Anakin woke with an intense pain in his arm. He shot up as he grimaced, you were quick to enter the bedroom once you heard he was up.

“Anakin, what’s wrong?”

“My arm….It feels like it's on fire”

You sighed and brought him some tea, “Here darling, drink this. It should help with the pain.”

He nodded and quickly sipped the beverage.

“Anakin, You can’t train without someone to spot you again, alright?” you scolded.

“I was fine” he retorted, blushing because he had been caught.

“Well your limp body on the floor said otherwise” Obi-wan's voice said as he rounded the corner into your shared room.

“Master?!” Anakin exclaimed.

“How do you think you got back here last night? Y/N certainly didn’t carry your body all the way back from the temple.”

Anakin turned with embarrassment.

“Anakin, you are a great Padawan and a strong Jedi, but you need to learn how to progress in moderation. Ruining your body will not help you become better. Allow us to help you, that’s what we're here for”.

Anakin stole a glance at you and saw as you nodded along with Obi-wan. He sighed and agreed, “Alright, master. I’m sorry”.

Obi-wan let out a hearty laugh, “Don’t thank me, thank her. If she didn’t call me, you would have been found in the temple and definitely would be in deep trouble with the council”

He turned to you and extended an arm. You took his hand and squeezed it before he drew you in for a quick kiss.

“Thank you Y/N” he smiled.

“Always, Ani”

Obi-wan cleared his throat and the two of you turned to look at him.

“I’ll be off now, but don’t think that the stunt you pulled last night will be a recurring ordeal Anakin. The two of you could have been caught last night”, the man said before leaving your apartment.

Anakin turned his attention back to you, “I’m sorry my love, I shouldn’t have put us in that position”.

“It’s alright, what matters is that we didn’t get caught and you're ok” you beamed at him.

“I love you so much Y/N” he breathed as he pulled you into his chest.

You entangled your hand with his robotic one and smiled, “I love you too Anakin”.

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(A/N: I loved writing this and i hope you enjoyed!! thank you for the ask!! also i really need to get back into writing for cannon!! i def missed it :))

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thekingwhowouldhavebeen · 2 years

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Anakin Headcannons Part 3

(Part 1) (Part 2)

Welcome to Part 3 of my Anakin Skywalker Headcannons! The other 2 parts are linked above, and as always please mind the various triggers. Both cannon typical and those that are mentioned in my previous posts! Please read those first since I may be referencing some previous headcannons!

Some things may be dipping more into the AU category, but still very cannon!

Anyways, lets get started!

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-Ashoka actually likes doing makeup, but never really on herself since its a lot more difficult to practice on herself. One day she asked Anakin if she could practice on him and of course, he accepted. At first, she was pretty terrible but now she has done some really good looks and even as a small secret business going to help other young Jedi Padawans learn. Or just doing their make-up for when they are sneaking out to go to parties. Obi-Wan just looks the other way.

-Speaking of Make-up, Anakin does really like to be pampered. Ashoka convinced him and Obi-Wan to go to a nail salon and while Obi-Wan wasn’t a huge fan, Anakin loved it. He always lets Ashoka pick out the colors, and its a really good way for them to bond (and get Anakin to relax for even a little bit). If Padme has time, she also loves to join as well. Unfortunately, the nail polish doesn’t last very long, especially during the middle of war but its a nice break for a while.

-Anakin enjoys cooking! He often is usually the one in charge in the kitchen while Obi-Wan is banned from the kitchen due to either burning things, dropping things or just cutting himself. Ashoka however helps a lot, and is really good at trying new spices or finding new recipes. Obi-Wan has resigned himself to becoming the designated taste tester.

-Anakin has once become incredibly offended over the fact that Artoo said C-3PO was his best friend and didn’t talk to the astromech for a week. It took Artoo having to create BFF friendship bracelets (with Ashoka’s help) for Anakin to forgive him. He still holds the bracelet in his storage compartment. Obi-Wan watched with genuine confusion before just accepting that this was his life.

-Anakin, on many occasions, has experienced Gay panic. Padme and Obi-Wan thinks its hilarious. Especially when he’s all flustered and embaressed when someone his hitting on him in the bar. And yes, while he normally doesn’t LIKE being hit on, that’s usually on missions or when Anakin is not in the mood. Having a night out with Padme or Obi-Wan makes him much more relaxed. That and he can sense that they aren’t like the people he knew when he was young. Or like Palpatine.

-Anakin doesn’t really like kids all that much. 1. Cause he ever really had a proper childhood so he genuinely doesn’t know how to act around them. 2. He has no patience for them sometimes. 3. Also because of not having a good childhood, he sometimes feels really envious to them. He wishes he had what they had.

-Anakin is very good at dancing! However, he doesn’t really like it all that much. He’ll dance for Padme or Obi-Wan, but he doesn’t really do it for fun.

-Anakin loves listening to the violin. Whenever he is having a really hard time sleeping, he’ll play violins in the background.

-Anakin didn’t talk for 3 weeks when Ashoka left. He was utterly devastated and never before did a hole in his heart hurt so much. There was empty space left when Ashoka disappeared, and while at first he did feel angry, he then became sad. Defeated. Broken. Other than Obi-Wan, Anakin truely felt like their was nothing left to the order. It was then that Anakin’s trust in the council, the jedi, was broken. Cause no matter how much they hurt him, he could never forgive them for taking Ashoka away.

-Anakin almost left with Ashoka. She told him to stay. “You have Obi-Wan” she would state. “He needs you more than I do. We’ll see each-other again Skyguy”. Next time they saw each other, they were enemies.

-I love the idea that Anakin is some form of God or Eldritch being in a way. He just never fully realizes HOW powerful he actually is. No one else realizes either. Most of it is because Anakin is terrified of himself sometimes. Throughout his Padawan years, he often had to pretend that their were somethings that just didn’t come easy to him after getting lectured a lot by Teachers and Obi-Wan. The force is just so natural for him to control that people believe he’s cheating somehow. And when the Darkness overtakes him? No one realizes that it pretty much kills everything Anakin was. It’s the first time that the force completly overtakes Anakin, and all that was left is just a force being, not Anakin. He was now fully submerged and held no control of it. It was only until Luke that he was able to gain enough strength to pull himself out.

-There was a temple that Anakin went to when he was young. A temple that had their force abilities turn against them. To learn how to defend themselves when the force is gone, when the force resists. Anakin almost died the moment he stepped in. He never went back.

-Speaking of how much the force can overwhelm Anakin, there are many moments when things become TOO much for Anakin. He’ll start bleeding out of his nose, his mouth and eyes and ears. The only way to stop this is to put a force inhibitor collar on him. He’s usually left in the medbay for a week or two afterwards.

-Force Inhibitor collars don’t work the same on Anakin as they do on everyone else. Anakin still has a lot of access to the force, its just wild and uncontrollable. There has been only one time he has been completely cut off from the force, and it almost killed him. It was a punishment from Palpatine.

-As we know, Anakin was heavily groomed by Palpatine but theres a lot more to it than that. Palpatine often abused him heavily, emotionally destroying him through humiliation. He may wanted to groom Anakin’s hatred, and anger. However, he first wanted Anakin to fear him. To fear him MORE than anything else. He does physically abuse him, but its much more rare and its when Palpatine loses control. Anakin always just says its due to clumsiness and no one questions.

-Anakin sometimes has too much energy, to the point where Obi-Wan tells him to run around the temple or wherever they are until he’s tired enough that he’s not bouncing off the walls anymore. Anakin also puts up much stronger sheilds that day since more often then not, its the force leaking into him.

-This is very much an AU HC, but Anakin can’t die. The force has refused it. His first death was when he was 6 years old after an incredibly harsh punishment from Watto.

-Continuing the one above, he has also found himself trapped in a water planet. Constantly drowning until he was finally able to find land. Obi-Wan and Ashoka thought he was dead. Anakin just pretended he was stranded until he was able to find a way to contact them

-Anakin is the best person to go to, if you wanna sneak out of the temple. As much as Obi-Wan has tried to find Anakin's secrets, it never works and he is always left confused on how this is happening.

-Anakin is incredibly protective of the clones. He has on multiple occasions gotten in trouble from starting fights. Usually punching someone who was talking trash about the clones.

-He hates that Clones are pretty much slaves. He firmly declares to the 501st that they are allowed to disobey, they are allowed to call him out for a bad call, they are allowed to question. They will NEVER be punished for their failings. And Anakin does this for every new shiny as well. While under his command, they will never feel the way he did. Many clones hope they can end up in the 501st

-Ashoka didn’t have the same mindset at first when she became Anakin’s Padawan. It was the first and only time Anakin was genuinely truly angry at her. He almost decided to not have her as his padawan, before calming down and deciding to teach her to be better. She quickly learned and apologized once she realized the error of her ways.

-Anakin, during his Padawan days, was drugged once. He was pressured into sneaking out for a party, and one of the Padawans gave him a drink. Which of course was drugged. Lets just say they wanted their way with him, but he was able to push them off (eventually) and called Obi-Wan. He tried to tell Obi-Wan what happened, but his master never believed him. Thinking he willingly took drugs and decided to go off and party. Anakin never bothered to correct him. He was just happy a year later that padawan was sent to the agricorps, never to be seen again.

-Anakin never really got a long with the other padawan’s and jedi. He was too old. To emotional. Too...much of anything that they never really liked him. Either he was bullied or ignored, or often made fun of when he struggle with writing and reading. So he often kept his distance. The only reason that situations like mentioned above is because of Obi-wan pressuring him to make friends. Understanding that their are bullies, but struggling to understand just how isolated Anakin is.

-Anakin has known Obi-Wan wasn’t a good teacher for him. He could never understand things the way Anakin needed him to. He critizied when Anakin needed encouragement. He punished instead of rewarded. And for a long time, Anakin thought Obi-Wan was his master. In the slave sense. He knows better now, but he can’t help the small moments of terror when Obi-wan gets angry.

-Obi-Wan rarely gets angry, and Anakin has learned not to show emotions when that happens. To push down the feeling of fear. To push away the need to cry. To ignore the deep sting of humilation when Obi-Wan yells at him in front of the clones. Or worse...Ashoka. He feels an even greater shame when Ashoka steps in to defend himself. However, the things he hates the most are Obi-Wan’s apologies. After all, he was right to yell at him. Obi-Wan is never wrong.

-Ashoka asked Anakin why he seems to just shut down whenever Obi-Wan is angry at him. He never gave her a proper response.

-Vader is both happy, and sad that Rex never turned. He wished that rex was with him both as Anakin Skywalker, and Darth Vader. He wished he was there for his worst moments. He wishes he was still here, as his captain. But he knows better, he knows how selfish that is. Now he just hopes Rex is with Ashoka, and that they are both okay.

-Anakin genuinely feels safe around Rex. He’s one of the few people he fully relaxes around, and feels comfortable enough to show emotions beyond what he should feel as a Jedi. He knows more things about Anakin than even Padme or Obi-Wan does. More often then not, it takes a LOT for Rex to hold himself back and not give Obi-Wan the punch to the face he deserves. Especially when Anakin told him horror stories of things he experiences as a slave, as a padawan and even as a knight that Obi-Wan never believes.

-In turn, Rex shares to Anakin his insecurities. His doubt of the Jedi and the Republic. “For if they could do the things to you, why would they ever care about us?”. Anakin is always silent then. But he does his best to comfort. Rex hopes Anakin died quickly after Order 66.

-Anakin often overthinks too much. He tries not too, but this boi is filled to the brim with anxiety and worry. (Probably has some form of anxiety disorder). He tries his best to not show it as he seen how much Obi-Wan tries to lecture him out of it, and how much it annoys Ashoka. At least, he doesn’t verbalize his worries but instead mentally prepares in case anything goes wrong.

-The thing that vader is the most angry at Obi-Wan for, is not killing him on Mustafar. Well, the thing Anakin is the most angry for. He wished he died amongst his fellow Jedi instead of the Dark Side consuming him. He wished Obi-Wan saw something was wrong. He wished Padme knew what was happening with Palpatine. He wished...and wished...and wished.

-He was just happy Luke was okay. And Leia. He is so proud of them, and so grateful that he was able to gain control back before he ‘died’. Now he wanders the galaxy alone, making sure nothing ever controls him again.(Going back to the AU that Anakin can’t die). Finding new ways to heal, to leave the suit once he realize how much palpatine forced him to stay inside. He was still scared, still limbless. But at least he could start, slowly returning back to the way he was. Or close to it. With the force’s help. The force was...almost apologetic for what it did. Even the force makes mistakes.

#obikin #Anakin Skywalker #Anakin hc #anakin blurb #headcannons #sw headcannons #star wars #prequel era #ashoka tano #obi wan #padme #captian rex #darth vader #slavery #child abuse #child neglect #drugs #cw

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ddejavvu · 6 months

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Anakin with a corruption kink? Y/N’s really sweet and introverted and Anakin can’t stop but think in every single sexual thing he wants to do to her

obvious cw for corruption kink/mentions of virgin!reader, don’t like don’t read.

this post is 18+, minors dni.

he'd take so much sick, twisted pleasure in explaining different sexual acts to you. he likes watching you squirm, he likes watching your eyes go wide and your lips get all puffy and raw as you bite them to death, he likes watching you squeeze your thighs together like you can stop that insatiable ache between them. like he doesn't know what you're doing, like you're being subtle about it. you're not.

the grosser the sex act, the better. he starts you off by just asking whether you're familiar with different positions, but it gets progressively worse. he'll ask first about something simple like missionary or doggy, and if you know either one, he calls you dirty. like his thoughts aren't a thousand times worse, like he's not imagining you bound and gagged and covered in cum. but it works, he sees you inwardly cringe, he sees you get all flustered and shameful, and he loves it.

"you'd look good in a piledriver, baby. your neck all bent and achy, your hips up for me to fuck into. i'd get deeper, y'know, if your hips were up." he pats a rough hand on your hip, "i could fuck your needy hole so much better if I just-" / "anakin-!" / "what, you're getting all weird now? come on, it's just sex. everyone does it. except for you, huh? you've got a tight little virgin pussy, don't you, angel? you gonna let me in?"

and that's just the beginning. wait until he starts branching out a little.

"you know what a rimjob is, baby?" he'll ask, an infuriating little smirk on his face as he waits for your stammered response. when you shake your head he scoffs, "didn't think so. you gonna let me do it to you, angel?" he knows what he's doing, the power he's holding over you by being so elusive about the actual act. but all you have to do to find out is ask, why won't you just ask him? when you finally manage to gather the courage to mumble, "what.. is it?" his face drops into this shit-eating, devilish smirk, and he grabs your hips, jostling the globes of your ass. 'well, i'd make you lay on your stomach, and i'd press my face into your pretty ass, and i'd lick it out, baby. you gonna let me get my tongue in there? 'gonna let me shove my fuckin' tongue inside your ass like it's your pussy?"

you make this horribly flustered noise that's some awful cross between a squawk and a scream, and try to wrestle your hips out of his hold to go bury your burning face somewhere that his eyes aren't privy to. but he's relentless, fighting past your bashfulness and pinning you down to the bed while leaning in to kiss your red-hot face.

"what," he croons with faux-sympathy, "you're all antsy now? that got you hot-and-bothered, didn't it, thinking about my tongue in there. you're dirty, aren't you?"

when you don't answer he kisses you, and he feels the way your cunt drags against his thigh without you meaning for it to. he gets off so much on being the one to get you this way for the first time, and he's more than happy to mumble dirty shit in your mouth while he's licking it out.

"you're a nasty girl, y'know that? m'gonna put my tongue in you baby, like this-" he demonstrates with the slack ring of your lips, squeezing your cheeks until they form a hole and fucking his tongue inside to lap at your own while you helplessly grind against him, "fuck, i can feel you shivering. you like it when i talk nasty to you?"

#anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker imagine #anakin skywalker scenario #anakin skywalker oneshot #anakin skywalker one-shot #anakin skywalker one shot #anakin skywalker headcanon #anakin skywalker headcanons #anakin skywalker hcs #anakin skywalker hc #anakin skywalker fanfiction #anakin skywalker fanfic #anakin skywalker fic #anakin skywalker blurb #anakin skywalker drabble #anakin skywalker dialogue #anakin skywalker fluff #anakin skywalker smut

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papanowo · 1 year

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Through out your posts you indicate that you head-canon Rex as gay, but who’s he got a crush on and or how’d he figure it out?

he likes anakin. hes not happy about it either lmao

#for years rex thinks codys a loser for being so down bad for his general that when he starts falling for anakin codys like OHH OKAY.#HOWS IT FEEL ASSHOLE #my art #star wars #tcw #clone wars #captain rex #commander cody #rexwalker #but yeah i mean since i hc the entire gar sans bly is fruity in some ways or other it was p normal for cadets to get crushes on the trainers #and so like. rex thought they were attractive but just didnt rlly care about romance or anything #so i feel like he always kinda knew but in like a passive way #even after he got deployed and got assigned to anakin he didnt rlly think much of him at first #but eventually his heart started fluttering everytime anakin stepped into his personal space and started smiling around him more #cody eventually had to sit him down and be like rex. vod. you are GAY

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sabellart · 2 years

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the first time anakin saw obi wan flirt to his advantage he was, quite surprised, to say the least

#sabeldraws #my art #you can pry this hc out of my cold dead hands #obi wan is a flirt #obi wan kenobi #bi obi wan #anakin skywalker #padawan anakin #sw fanart #star wars #tcw #the clone wars #codywan #ventrobi #quinobi #obitine #obimaul

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iburnedmyselfalive · 2 months

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TELL ME SOMETHIN'

┃synopsis what can i say, ur ex jus’ does it better 🤷‍♀️

anakin x fem reader !!

┃18+ not proofread sorry loves ;( , minors dni !!! alllll that kinky shit yk it

"yeaaah, she missed me, uh huh" anakin's voice dripped with arrogance as he teased, his tongue flicking over your pulsating core with a devilish hunger, claiming you as his own.

his soft bed sheets clenched tightly in your fists as you sat up while he held your legs spread wide, his tongue delving deep into your core with a hunger that sent electric pulses of pleasure through your body.

“yeah, you gonna confess ‘bout how he tasted you?" he demanded, his voice dripping with possessiveness and a hint of sadistic pleasure, as he shook his head from side to side, intensifying your sensations.

"mmmphf!" you whimpered, the sound muffled by your grip on his golden locks, you were grippin’ on for dear life, only driving him to chuckle, the vibrations sending waves of heat through you.

it had been two long years since you two parted ways, but anakin's jealousy burned hotter than ever when he stumbled upon a picture of you with your guy friend. sure, maybe there was a drunken hookup once, but it meant nothing. ‘course anakin, with his intense and obsessive nature, had somehow deduced this.

despite the tumultuous nature of your past, you couldn't deny the raw attraction you still felt for him. the bond between you blazed brighter than ever, fueled by lust, desire. anakin was more than ready to reclaim what he believed was rightfully his, and you found yourself eagerly surrendering to him.

"tell me somethin’, he never had you like this huh, makin’ you feel this good?” his voice dripped with a cruel edge, his gaze piercing into yours, daring you to deny him.

"no, no, fuck! It only feels good when you do it," you cried out, your voice tinged with desperation as you shook your head, knowing there was no escape from his relentless control.

"mhmmm, s’what i thought, look at how wet you are. s’fucking hot," he observed, a smirk of satisfaction curling his lips as he relished in your need for him.

"jus’ shows how much you need me, yeah? i bet she's cravin’ something else. not my tongue though, yeah, my fingers?" he taunted, his words laced with mockery, a cruel grin spreading across his face as he toyed with your desires.

you whimpered in response, your protests falling on deaf ears as he continued to torment you with his teasing touch.

your body convulsed with pleasure as he traced slow circles around your clit, his movements calculated to drive you wild with need.

"mmm, my cock, s’what you need huh?" he inquired, his voice dripping with dominance, his eyes glinting with sadistic satisfaction as he awaited your eager affirmation.

his sudden departure only intensified your whines, the sight of his chin glistening with your juices made you want to cum on the spot. with a self-satisfied chuckle, he sauntered over to the nightstand, his movements exuding a cocky confidence.

"you're quite the amusing one princess, s’fuckin’ funny" he teased, a smirk playing on his lips as he retrieved a sizable dildo from the drawer. it was impressive, but nowhere near the size of him.

"ani," you whimpered, your voice laced with yearning.

"yeah, exactly the shit I wanna hear," he growled, nodding his head in approval.

“gonna hear you moanin’ like that for me huh? begging for my cock ‘stead of this pathetic little toy?” each word dripped with teasing cruelty as he toyed with your desires, relishing in the dominance he wielded over you.

your breath hitched as he expertly guided the toy into you, with a cocky grin, he leaned back to admire the scene before him, his eyes alight with a smug sense of satisfaction. "aw, s’the matter, princess? been so long, you jus’ forgot how to take cock yeah, poor thing” he teased as he watched the toy disappear inside you.

“how do you plan to handle me, hmm?" he goaded, his tone laced with seductive vanity.

you whimpered in response, your fingers grasping at him desperately, craving his touch, he could sense your neediness.

the heat between you intensified, fueling a hunger that could only be satiated by one thing, his cock.

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coruscantsbookstore · 2 years

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obi-wan, preparing for a solo mission: and anakin, one last thing. temporary command over the 212th does not mean you can treat them like the 501st. please leave the planning to cody.

anakin: don't worry master, i'm sure the commander and i can work something out

[three days later in the resolute's medbay]

cody: *stares at anakin*

anakin: *stares at cody*

cody: i won't tell him you head-butted the separatist leader while in handcuffs and a blindfold without a lightsaber if you won't tell him i jumped right into that tank of acid to block the drain and disable the cannon attached to it

anakin: you got yourself a deal, commander

#obi-wan raises one eyebrow and anakin cracks under the pressure #cody gets a ten minute lecture #anakin and cody underrated duo #star wars #obi wan kenobi #cc 2224 #clone wars #commander cody #star wars hc #codywan #anakin skywalker

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anilovie · 6 months

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my name is tilly!

about me:

🧡 i am 21 years old

🧡 i go by she/her

🧡 i study emergency medicine

🧡 i ran another anakin blog for two years before taking a break! it’s still up and all my works as well!!

🧡 my favorite foods are orange chicken/rice and way-too-sweet coffees

🧡 i am a gemini

🧡 my favorite artists are lord huron, stephen sanchez, hozier, and foreigner

🧡 favorite shows are voltron, attack on titan, jjk, and star wars

🧡 i write mostly fluff but some smut too!! depends on my mood. so 18+ only please!!!

i only write for anakin! i do take requests + my inbox is open but i am a very busy college student so there will not be regular posting or guaranteed answers.

i just have so many ani thoughts that I can’t keep to myself <3

#anakin skywalker #anakin fluff #anakin hc #anakin headcanon #anakin skywalker comfort #anakin skywalker fic #anakin x reader #Anakin blog #anakin skywalker fluff #Anakin Skywalker smut #anakin smut

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hanasnx · 4 months

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MINORS DNI 18+

! ── EX-BF!ANAKIN SKYWALKER who still answers your phone calls for you. He may claim it's a habit he's still trying to break, but truthfully it's to get you off his back about making sure you're hanging around the "right people." He doesn't like hearing a guy's voice on the other line, and he toughens himself up to respond, lowering his tone and keeping his answers curt. He'll let them know you're busy.

! ── You still hang out with him. You tell him he's your closest friend, and the only person you can tell your secrets to. He knows you're stringing him along, keeping him accessible as a back-up. Especially because you still fuck him when things go awry in your life and you need a willing punching bag.

! ── Nothing is off-limits, no boundaries. You let him into your room and you change in front of him and he plays with your panties, stretching them apart to fidget until you snatch them out of his hold. He watches your ass sway when your back is turned, and makes an obvious show of moistening his lips when he gets his eyes on your bare tits.

! ── Every time you fuck him you insist it's the last time, that you'll move on with someone else eventually. And every time he verbally agrees with you, but his dick is agreeing with your wet pussy more, plowing through you knowing you're stuck on this cock 'til he gives his say-so.

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thekingwhowouldhavebeen · 2 years

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Taking Prompts for a One-Shot Series

Hello!

I have been feeling incredibly inspired to make a one-shot series set in the POV of Anakin Skywalker! However, I am turning to ya’ll to see if you have some angsty Anakin stories you are wanting to see. It is set in the Canon Universe, with of course differences that I am personally changing up. These one-shots will be in the same universe and all connected to each other. At the moment I have two concepts, to which I will only tell the titles of since I am still working on the stories and summaries!

Familiar Burns

‘Angel’, He calls me

This will be a very angsty one-shot series, since it will be diving headfirst into all of Anakin Skywalker’s trauma’s, issues, and his mental headspace. As well a specific...new ability I am giving him that has changed...some things.

However, I am taking prompts if there are specific things you wanna see! The main ship will be Obi-Wan and Anakin. Maybe some Padme/Anakin thrown in.

#obikin #star wars #prequel era #Anakin Skywalker #Anakin hc #obi wan #angst #child abuse #child neglect #slavery #trauma

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noramsblog · 5 months

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#luke skywalker #darth vader #anakin skywalker #star wars #original trilogy #father and son #shinanigans #this is what i hc their interactions to be #alexa play we could have had it all #vader might be a lil ooc srry #i want to draw sm of them #but vader is an ass to draw

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ddejavvu · 2 months

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LITTLE FIC WHERE THE READER WANTS TO LEARN HOW TO GIVE A BJ AND GOES TO ANAKIN FOR HELP.

this post is 18+, minors dni.

"It's not that hard," Anakin's chuckled reassurances do very little to ease the achy nerves that are wrapped so tightly around your heart that they're surely searing marks into it, "Just- here, practice first."

"What-" You frown, jumpy and anxious with anticipation when he reaches for you. His hand doesn't reach for your own, though, nor does it move to readjust you on the bed- no, it heads for your face. Thumb first, he presses the digit against your lips, and for no other reason but pure shock, you part them to allow him entry past your mouth.

"Good," He nods, but you hadn't even made the choice to let him in; you'd just done it. Naturally, instinctually, you'd wanted his thumb in your mouth. He holds your cheek with his other four fingers, pressing his thumb down over your tongue. It's a heavy feeling, one that pools saliva around your teeth, and Anakin rubs his thumb side to side through it to coat his finger.

"Suck on it," He urges you, "Gently, start gentle."

You suction your lips together, gently pulling at his thumb with easy force. You hold the pressure, keeping his thumb under constant suckling force, and he nods, stroking along your cheek with his unoccupied fingers.

"That's good. Really good. Now let go," He instructs, and you break the suction, but he doesn't empty your mouth. Instead he tilts his head up, chin pointed towards your mouth briefly, "Lick it."

"Anakin," You mewl, muffled and mortified around his finger, but he presses its tip down onto your tongue in reprimand.

"You wanted to learn! What, now you're embarrassed? Come on, commit." He eases up on the pressure he's holding your thumb down with, "Lick it."

You drag the flat of your tongue experimentally over the pad of his thumb and you nearly miss the shaky breath that huffs from between his lips under the sound of your own. His eyes, previously zeroed in on your own to bore into them teasingly, have dropped to your mouth, watching the trail of saliva that escapes through the loose seam of your lips.

"Good, that's- that's really good." He shifts on his mattress, an arm pressed down over his lap as he leans in, "Now the underside, baby, kinda... trail along- there."

You do as you're told, and a twitchy jerk of Anakin's thumb presses down accidentally over your tongue once more, bleeding your spit hot.

"Now these fingers," He decides, tearing his thumb out of your mouth and stuffing his pointed and middle in its place, "Come on, baby, keep going."

"Ana-mm!" Your protests are useless and garbled as his fingers momentarily hit the back of your throat, inducing a gag.

"Perfect," He breathes, eyes shining as he tests the give of your tongue once more, "You're a natural, baby."

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