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#anakin is constantly trying to throw hands
comicaurora · 5 months
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A work had a controversial installment or arc, and it is widely regarded as bad for the story/franchise at large. Is it better for any future installment to retcon (hard or soft) and revert the status quo to pre-slump or to try to pick up the pieces without throwing the baby out with the bathwater, if one even exists?
Oogh. That's a tough one, considering how many questionable writing choices I'd personally scrub from existence if I had my way, but in general I think it's better to commit to the bit rather than constantly rewriting. Bad writing can be salvaged in hindsight - wasted characters can be strengthened in flashbacks, consequences of glossed-over tragedies can be explored later, dubious dialogue can be rendered profound through callbacks. Look at how Hayden Christensen's been playing Anakin lately and how much people like what he's doing - it doesn't make the prequels not lousy, but it does make them hold together a bit better in the grand scale. Half the fun of twists and reveals is how they reframe past plot points, and if a writer is careful they can add to a story in ways that reach back to the weak parts and strengthen them.
In contrast, the "never mind all that" school of writing makes it very, very obvious to the audience that the writers don't know what they're doing, or at least don't agree with each other, and spotting the hand of the author like that disengages the audience like nothing else.
Tbh I think Star Wars is a really interesting case study for this, since they've been playing both sides sidious-style for ages. Lucas kept digitally remastering the original trilogy and burying the version people saw in theaters, and nobody liked that - hence all the arguments about Han shooting first, because Lucas changed that after the fact to make him more uncomplicatedly heroic. Then the prequels were a mess, but accepting them as What Happened led to shows like Clone Wars (which overall slapped) and Kenobi, which wasn't perfect but did strengthen the characters, including Owen and Beru, who in the original were entirely flat spacefillers designed to die at Refusal Of The Call O'Clock. And bridging the gap between the prequels and OT gave us Rogue One, and then Andor, which are collectively the best star wars has ever been. But the sequel trilogy had AGGRESSIVE retcon-fights between Last Jedi and Rise of Skywalker, the most overt Never Mind All That I've ever seen - and NOBODY liked it.
Overall I think committing to the bit wins out, even if it's rough for the creators to look their past fuckups in the eye and find a way to make them feel intentional.
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hanasnx · 1 year
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i hav been obsessed with ur blog and how u write anakin since i found it, i have a prompt and i would love to see what u do with it. all i will say is greasy nic addicted pothead linecook anakin. thank u god bless 🙏🙏
no bcos this is my sweet spot actually. something about linecooks having a sailor’s mouth, barking shit at people in their way, sweaty from labor and from the heat of appliances, flirting with the cute waitresses & giving them meals to go home with…
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☥ he’s the guy that works the most, probably as much as he can, bcos hes like… hobby-less
☥ i’m imagining dane cook’s look from the movie “waiting…” so the black bandana around the hair to keep it out of his face. eyebrow piercing, maybe some lip piercings ….. ooooo
☥ the nic and pot is so real and so special to me. you’d more often than not catch him outside in the back having a smoke. one time he came to work with a bong and he passed it around with the other ppl in the back
☥ horsing around constantly with his coworkers like theyre all siblings that hate each other
☥ but when you walk in,,, he gets so bashful sometimes
“heyy, miss (y/n)…“
his coworkers mocking him, batting their lashes like, “hEyY, mIsS (y/N)—“ and he whips em with a towel a little to get em to shut up
☥ always leaning on things, any excuse to get closer to you. you pick up a plate and he throws a towel over his shoulder and hes chewing on a toothpick and hes like, “when’s your shift up?” bcos he wants to hang out with you after even if its just smoking with you in his car
☥ he’s got that oral fixation, his vape, a cig if hes got it, pre-rolls he has in the pocket in his apron, toothpicks, toying with his snake bite lip rings when he talks to you
☥ you get so nervous around him bcos he looks so big and mean and acts so commanding in the kitchen. you like him in that black shirt he wears all the time even if it’s stained with food and sweat and it tucks so nicely into his apron
☥ listening to his shitty music on his shitty radio and every other song he’s like “ohhh this is a good one, this is a good one—“
“this is your playlist, ani—“
“shut up and listen. this chick is a genius. listen to this.”
he’s such a jackass.
he’d probably grab your hand on the way out and twirl you to the song. “dance, waitress, dance.”
☥ he rly would be so greasy. so disgusting. i love the word to describe him. greasy. smelly from working istg you’d love his musk. like the stench mixed with his deodorant and cologne. you’d joke with him how he smells so good and that you wanna stick his nose in his pit and he laughs it off like “knew you were a freak.” even tho that’s not technically what you meant but now you’re thinking about him shoving your face in his taint
☥ imagine the two of you finally smoke together as an excuse to hangout and suddenly youre straddling him in his backed up seat and making out like you’re trying to inhale each other. all that sexual tension finally having a space to be worked out as youre grinding down on his halfie and he’s got a joint still pinched in between his fingers
maybe he does you inside his car and the next day you can’t stop flirting with each other hardcore during work. he starts grabbing your ass discretely whenever he can, and your fingers draw down his chest while hes eyeing you hungrily. trying to lure you outside during his smoke break for a quick make out and grope session because he just can’t stay away from you
☥ bet a bunch of your coworkers think hes so hot and youre listening to em knowing youre the one doing him after the shift
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padawansuggest · 2 years
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Okay but so one of the Clone Empire AUs (AU where the clones take charge of the republic, usually from the seat of Mandalore and take over the galaxy but keep the Jedi but sorta… like pets??? But spoiled pets, not like the senate kept them) but told from the POV of the Jedi being currently kept inside the temple. They’re not really allowed out of the temple, NOT because they’ll run, but because the clones are paranoid af of them getting hurt (90% of the reason the clones took over was cause they were horrified at the senate treating THEIR Jedi like that) but they’re letting certain senators stay to help pick up the pieces of the galaxy (Anakin is in a pretty bad depression in the temple because Padme is allowed to leave to go to the senate but he isn’t allowed to leave without escorts and usually Rex basically putting a child leash on him and it’s giving him some bad feelings about it all) and the Jedi being nervous about it all.
Thing is. The force is CONSTANTLY telling them this is the correct thing to do. They’re supposed to give control to the clones. Clone empire will save the galaxy. But also, they’ve started talking in Dai Bendu around the temple almost constantly, shiftily walking away when the clones come over to talk to them if they’re in groups, just nervous stuff, like skittish cats.
Cody had to get Alpha 17 to come by to talk to Obi-Wan and Anakin before either of them would stop hiding in Obi-Wan’s apartments all day. Obi-Wan hasn’t cuddled with Cody in a month and that’s VERY concerning. Not that they’re together, it’s just that Obi-Wan likes using Cody as a bed and Cody is addicted to seeing Obi-Wan sleep for once. Alpha had to come by like a concerned dad and gently coax them out of hiding and back to being regular temple inhabitants.
Rex, in a move of desperation, drags them off to the temple salon (beauty, not tea in this case, the temple does and should function as it’s own city which means food and clothing production as well as other things like that) and makes them both get massaged till they’re purring piles of Jedi Goop and is pleased with his babysitting duties. A new haircut and getting rid of tension does wonders. They’re fairly normal after that. Obi-Wan goes back to teaching an Alderaanian poetry class (and supervising kiddo art classes) and Anakin is building a new security system that he’ll integrate soon, and Rex is smug to have gotten them the most normal so far.
The Jedi are skittish tookas who want to hide after this blow to their safety and lifestyles, but the newly instated council (which involves doubling the numbers so the clones can discuss the changes and how things will work with the Jedi) is working on a way to get them back to their true calling: peace keeping.
Basically, the clones start their own empire and use a very firm hand on the Jedi to get them to stop being attack dogs and start accepting love and help now. They are never forced to go on a mission with less than 20 clones from then on.
Bly and Aayla get married in the Room of a Thousand Fountains and Quinlan was delighted to give his baby girl away. Here, take her, she’s very annoying. Obi-Wan and Anakin finally get into a long awaited fight about how Ani got married but never invited his master and Obi-Wan is still hurting from it. Rude. Yoda is terrorizing the frog population with Initiate Grogu. Yaddle has more class than those idiots. Qui-Gon’s force ghost shows up and Fives is the only clone in the room that can see him and won’t stop staring at him with big dumb tooka eyes and Qui-Gon is gonna make him shit his pants he just knows it. Rex and Cody are trying to placate their idiot Jetii (Ahsoka was dragged back to the temple and dropped in Anakin’s lap and it was the most normal he’d been in years and they are inseparable now but Ahsoka ain’t getting in the middle of that lmao) with cuddles and hair pets. Padme is throwing up in a bush because she doesn’t know she’s pregnant and this is the start of a lovely bought of forever sickness. Ugh. Anakin and Obi-Wan finally settle their differences when the clones decide they’ll have another ceremony next month for Ani and Padme. Fox is drunk and dosing on a bed of flowers with a fully grown nexu guarding him, having decided he’s his cub now. That’ll be an interesting relationship. Alpha finally picks Obi-Wan up under his armpits like a cat and says if he can’t stop being grumpy it’ll be naptime. It’s very annoying. One of Bly’s troopers shows up with his foundling he got on Concordia when they were raiding a Death Watch camp, named Din, who has managed to catch Grogu and is cuddling and kissing him into submission. Grogu is delighted, and has found his soulmate.
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meshlasolus · 2 years
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House Of Memories (10/?)
Obi-Wan Kenobi x Padawan!reader
Warnings: very few tbh... it's just- it's really long.
Summary: Senator Amidala is given three jedi bodyguards after her life is sought after again. Obi-Wan, You, and Anakin must protect her, and figure out why her life is constantly in danger.
A/n: 22 hours from now i will be watching the next episode, and someone said they suspected we were gonna get a shirtless obi-wan (fingers fkn crossed). also thank you guys so much for your feedback, it means the world to me and I love seeing how everyone is enjoying the story! if there's anything specific you'd like to see in this series, please let me know, because I only have so many ideas tbh (although i still have a general plot following the next 12 years oop-)
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"Try to contain yourself, Anakin, it's just another mission," Obi-Wan sat down after delivering the news of your three's next assignment.
"Yes, but master, it's a mission with a pretty girl," You smirked across the room, earning a glare from your fellow padawan.
Anakin used the force to make the water you took a sip of flow faster, so you nearly choked on it. You set the cup down, throwing one of the pillows beside you in his direction. He looked so upset that you would possibly tease him about his nerves.
"You've never met her before, she's unlike anyone I know, and I haven't seen her since I was young."
"You still are young, Anakin," Obi-Wan wasn't really paying that much attention to the conversation anymore, as he'd picked up his holopad to check the schedule.
"You know what I mean. I was only a boy at the time," He corrected his earlier statement, standing up and beginning to pace around the room.
"So, what does that make you, now?" You chided, earning the return of the pillow that you'd launched at him. "Don't worry, Anakin. I'm sure the senator will think you are a man's man."
Your valiant attempt at poking fun at him was cut short when your master stood to his feet as well, walking between you both before a worse quarrel could commence in the living space.
"If you both are quite done, we're supposed to report to the senator and her team of security within the hour," He held out a hand to help you to your feet, and let you walk in front of him as you all made your way to the door.
It had been about two months since the kidnapping on Ryloth and the rescue from Hoth, and though it was a traumatic experience for all of you, it didn't take long to fall back into the swing of things.
There were however a few small gestures that had changed, knownst to you, yet somehow unmeaningful. The way Obi-Wan would keep his hand at the small of your back as you would walk through small corridors, the way he would pick up your hand in his and give it a gentle squeeze if he sensed you were anxious.
You dreamt the day he rescued you that he'd been so happy you were in his arms again that he kissed you, only once, and never again. It felt so much more real than your other dreams, but you chalked that up to the fact that he was actually there that time.
You thought about it often, how he could be so relieved to see you that he would go against the jedi code and make such an action of endearment, breaking the law of attachment completely. You knew he never would, so you quietly disregarded those thoughts, leaving them to the back of your mind for only the end of the day.
Obi-Wan thought about it often, too. Although he was ashamed of what he'd done in the moment, the longer he thought about it, the more he craved more actions such as those. He craved something more than a mentorship, and though it felt wrong in the presence of others, there were times, like when he would read to you in the library, when he could contemplate it being the best thing in the world. He knew that someday you would outgrow his teachings and become a knighted Jedi. He knew that at some point you wouldn't be so close to him as you were now, but if there was just the slightest chance that you felt the same way about him, he wanted to give you subtle hints. So subtle that perhaps they might go unseen, but enough to let you know he liked being that close to you, liked holding your hand or placing his hand at your waist when a stranger walked by.
He even helped wrap you in your cloak on the way out of the apartment just now, leading the way, but still making sure you walked next to him, not behind him. Anakin, bless him, in his state of current anxiety, was all too happy to bring up the rear.
The speeder ride to the senator's living accommodations was rather short, and though no one said anything, Anakin's presence left a thick tension in the air, even though you hadn't quite arrived at the real destination.
As soon as you all stepped into the elevator, Obi-Wan could feel how tight the space had become, and all because of Anakin and his worries. Though you teased him about it, you were very intrigued to know of this mystery woman that had him under such a predicament.
"You seem a little on edge," Obi-Wan said, and you snorted at his choice of words. 'A little' didn't even begin to compare.
"Not at all."
Standing on the other side of Anakin, you felt the need to soothe him, if only for the fact that you felt bad about your jokes before. You placed a hand at his shoulder, gripping it softly before letting it fall back to your side.
"I haven't seen you this tense since we fell into that nest of Gundarks," Obi-Wan continued. Surely, he knew what the trouble was, but as aforementioned, he hadn't really been paying attention until now.
"You were the ones who fell into that nightmare, master... And I rescued you, remember?"
Yes, you remembered it well. Although it was Obi-Wan who had clumsily fallen in, and you only slid after him because you lost your balance trying to grab him out of the way. You shuddered at the memory of mud caking your clothes and hands. You hated the feeling.
"Oh, yes," He chuckled under his breath, turning to see Anakin with his jaw and fists tightly clenched. "You're sweating. Relax, take a deep breath."
"I haven't seen her in ten years, Master."
Why did it matter so much to Anakin what this senator thought of him after ten years? He was an adult now and hadn't been when they met. Surely, she wouldn't still look at him as a small child, that would be completely foolish and ridiculous to believe.
"Here, let me help," you raised your hand to the back of his head, closing your eyes and focusing quickly, knowing there was little time before you would step out of the elevator. You detected the nerves, and how they rippled along his signature, causing bouts of fear to arise in him over the small build ups. You grabbed hold of a few of them, not sure if you could carry them all, and pulled them away from his mind, as always, leaving only good things that surrounded them instead.
"That's better, thank you."
You were greeted by the loud and obnoxious voice of Jar Jar Binks as soon as the doors opened. You had only met him once before, for diplomacy reasons, and always thought of him as a rambunctious fella. He was always great for a good laugh whenever in anyone's presence, you could surely say that.
He led you all into the main room, where a group of people surrounded one lovely woman, the senator. You were certain it was her, because even you were captivated by her beauty almost instantly. You well understood what Anakin had been fearing all this time. He feared rejection. He had to have. She was so lovely, and if he felt for her the way you thought he did, it meant he didn't want to lose favor in her sight.
"It's lovely to see you again, malady," Obi-Wan greeted, and you were sure that when you looked over at him, he would be enraptured by her as well. He... wasn't. How strange.
"It's been far too long, Master Kenobi," she smiled, and oh how her eyes shined like stars when she did. "...Ani? My goodness you've grown."
"So have you," Anakin replied, stepping forward with a look on his face you knew all too well. He was trying to be smooth... oh no. "Far more beautiful I mean..."
You raised your eyebrows and widened your eyes in surprise. He was so nervous only a minute ago, he never would have said anything like that. You mentally thanked yourself for helping him in the elevator, seeming that you also helped yourself to be entertained.
"Well, for a senator I mean."
???
What did he think that was going to fix? He certainly hadn't rehearsed his words to her, which was a bit strange, because you remember when he had a crush on another padawan a few years back, and he practiced talking to her in the refresher mirror. He was upset that you caught him, hence the schedule that Obi-Wan had promptly put in place.
The senator seemed to be amused by his antics, as were you, and everyone else in the room.
"Ani, you'll always be that little boy I knew on Tatooine."
Oh man. Oh man. Did she just-?
Well now you felt bad for him. He had clearly been excited to see her again, albeit nervous, and she just shot him down as if he were an enemy fighter ship.
"I'm sorry if I don't recognize you, but have we met before?" She asked, turning to you, and you were quick to forget about Anakin and offer her a kind smile.
"I believe I have never had the pleasure, Malady. I am Master Obi-Wan's second padawan, I've been training with Anakin for the past several years," you bowed to her with respect, but she wasn't one for formalities, you could tell. You sensed it in her.
"How wonderful to hear, I didn't know a Jedi Master could obtain more than a single padawan at once," She seemed a bit confused, and for good reason, but Obi-Wan was quick to step in and clear it up for her.
"She was my designated padawan before Anakin had come to the order, so the council was gracious enough to allow me the honor or training them both."
The way he spoke was always so entrancing. The way he worded his sentences and made them flow like poetry every time he talked. You let your eyes linger on him a bit too long, and it was only when his turned back to you that you broke out of it. Everyone's eyes landed on you again, and it appeared you had missed a question.
"I'm sorry, I missed that," your face became red with embarrassment, and you waited for whoever it was to repeat the question again.
"I was wondering about your Jedi class. Are you a guardian like Master Obi-Wan and Anakin?" The senator asked with a gentle a patient look on her face. You could tell she was a kind leader, and probably beloved by all... except those who were trying to kill her.
"Oh, I'm a consular, although I sense I have some guardian tendencies," you answered, and when you glanced back at Obi-Wan, he was still looking at you with a proud smile. You loved that smile, dammit.
"How exciting, I'm sure everyone in the order is proud to have two such promising future Jedi," she commented, leading everyone into the sitting area to discuss the terms of this assignment.
Not everyone, you thought, knowing that practically the entire council, outside of Master Yoda were not in your favor.
The conversation from this point forward bored you to no end. Running security was not your forte, you much preferred diplomatic missions, where you got to converse on specific topics that otherwise would be forbidden in the order. It was frowned upon that any Jedi have a political opinion, or at least a public stance on one. You weren't exactly into politics, but you enjoyed including yourself in debates when it came to rather intellectual company. Obi-Wan could definitely attest to the fact that you were good at arguing, as well as Anakin, too.
At one point in the discussion, Anakin spoke out about how useless your three's presence was, on account of local security already being there. He was looking into more of an investigation type of assignment, and apparently, this was not what he was hoping for. To be fair, you would much rather be on the hunt for the person that was in charge of initiating these assassination attacks, but you were also looking forward to getting to know the senator. She seemed to be a kind and intelligent woman, whom you would very much enjoy the company of.
"Perhaps with merely your presence, the mystery surrounding this threat will be revealed," she finished the conversation gracefully, standing to her feet and excusing herself to retire.
You and Obi-Wan were following along with the security officer in charge of the senator's day to day travels, making sure you were clear on what the plans for tonight were, but you both overheard Anakin talking about the senator, Padme, as he had called her.
"You're focusing on the negative Anakin, be mindful of your thoughts... She was pleased to see us," Obi-Wan encouraged his distraught padawan, and you couldn't help but smile at the way Anakin had behaved on her behalf. He had it bad. "Now, let's check the security."
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You were sleeping soundly, laid on the couch in the middle of the night when Obi-Wan returned upstairs.
Anakin had assured you he was fine to take first watch, or any watch for that matter, and knowing how he presumably felt for the senator, you knew you could entrust her into his capable hands while you caught a bit of sleep.
"Has she been out long?" Obi-Wan asked, sitting down beside you for only a moment, resting the back of his hand against the skin of your cheek, before running two fingers through the unruly strands of your hair.
"Only about a half hour or so," Anakin responded, pacing the room with an ounce of boredom clouding his mind.
After Anakin explained to Obi-Wan that Padme had suggested to use herself as bait, Obi-Wan grew a bit more tense with his padawan's decision to allow it.
"I can sense everything going on in that room," he promised, showing his master his confidence in a situation of danger. It scared Obi-Wan, if only slightly, that he wasn't showing as much restraint in this mission as he was supposed to. "Trust me."
Obi-Wan wanted to trust him, really, he did. He wanted to be able to say he was ready for something like this. Normally, he would be considered so, but due to the special circumstances concerning Padme, and Anakin's ever-growing arrogance, Obi-Wan simply couldn't let him take the lead on this one.
Later in the night, Obi-Wan took watch, but Anakin never laid to rest. When he was questioned of it, it was revealed that he was suffering yet again with bad dreams. Ones of his mother.
"Dreams pass in time," was Obi-Wan's response, but it was hardly the truth. He knew the extent of what his and your dreams normally went to, and they never just stopped, but more so got worse as they went on.
"She's been good to help me all this time, I can't bring myself to ask any more of her," Anakin nodded to you, sleeping soundly, dreaming of a specific pair of cerulean blue eyes whilst you snored softly.
"She cares for you more than she will admit," Obi-Wan smiled with a shake of his head. He loved it when you teased Anakin, because it kept him somewhat grounded. You had always been rather humble about your abilities, though in comparison to others, there was so much you could do, including help Anakin with the nightmares.
"She has them too, doesn't she?" Anakin asked, almost certain he knew the answer. He'd heard you next door to him a couple times and had heard Obi-Wan leave his room to tend to you.
"Sometimes," he confessed. He didn't want to expose you, but he knew there was no harm in letting him know he wasn't alone in his struggle.
"Does she ever tell you what they're about?"
Obi-Wan remembered one of the nights you awoke, crying and clinging to him, as you often did in that state of panic. He remembered asking you what happened, and you were very quick to comply. You'd told him that talking about it in the open air always helped ease your mind. Telling him of the things you knew weren't real as he held you, so that you could get it off your chest.
"Us, mostly."
Anakin furrowed his brows and turned his head to you. You had rolled over, and your hair was now falling in mops off the cushion of the couch. You were like his sister, and he cared for you deeply, and he didn't like the idea of you worrying over him in your dreams.
"Sometimes the only thing that can help her sleep again is to feel our signatures near her own."
Anakin thought about that sentence for a moment. He was almost comforted in his own dismay at the fact that you sought comfort in his and Obi-Wan's force presence.
"I don't mean this as a slight to you Anakin, but perhaps you could learn something from her. She keeps herself centered, and shuts out the distractions," Obi-Wan said, unaware that he himself were the biggest distraction you had ever faced. It would do you well to know that he hadn't noticed it, or rather, was ignoring that it could even be a possibility.
"I'm sure I could learn much from her, she's gifted with the force in ways the council does not recognize."
Obi-Wan soon after had changed the subject, unwilling to discuss your constant problems with the council, or rather, the constant problems they seemed to pick with you. It went on for several minutes more before both heads snapped towards the room, and you sat up from your slumber, startled by a riff in the force.
"I sense it, too," Obi-Wan said, and they both lunged for the room immediately.
Upon entry, Anakin jumped onto the bed, killing two small creatures who were being used to do immense harm to the senator, who had also been startled awake by all the commotion.
You were late to run into the room, and barely caught sight of Obi-Wan as he jumped out the window, grabbing hold of the droid that seemed to be a culprit in delivering the death trap.
"Stay here with the senator, I'll go get him," Anakin told you, running out of the room soon after he came. You were in a mess of confusion, still hazy from just waking up, and went over to Padme to see if there was anything she needed. Her lady maids were by her side, so you stood at the edge of the bed to ask:
"Are you alright?"
She seemed to be calming down from a rush of adrenaline, and you could sense her heart beating rapidly, even now, when the threat had initially been disposed of.
"Yes, I am," she answered, her hand over her chest, but she didn't sound convincing. She kept looking around the room, as if she was subconsciously searching for something.
You nodded anyway, stepping back until she dismissed the others away, claiming that you would be fine enough to protect her until the others returned.
"I thank you for your confidence in me, Malady," you sat on the bench that was near her bed, looking out the broken glass window and watching everything with an attuned sense.
"Anyone trained by Master Kenobi must be fit to protect me," she offered, noticing the awkward way you sat and patted the space beside her for you to join.
You did so thankfully, nodding your respects and getting comfortable.
"I'm happy to be in your service, and I hope to be of aid to you in this whole mess," you said, chuckling with your words to hopefully put her at ease. You had stretched your force presence around her as well, hopefully making a difference in her ongoing speedy heartrate.
"I'm very grateful to you all, I know you would probably have other, more exciting assignments right now if it wasn't for me."
"On the contrary, I am thrilled to have a chance to get to know a senator," you smiled, pausing to decide whether or not you should test the waters of her thoughts of your colleague. "I presume Anakin is on cloud nine just being able to see you again. He seems to admire you."
"I suppose he does... I remember when we first met, he asked me if I was an angel," she said, laughing slightly at the memory. You rolled your eyes, because that was absolutely something Anakin would do, even as a boy. "He said I was beautiful."
"I suppose you still think of him as that little boy you met," you were being sneaky, or at least you thought you were. She didn't exactly know where you were headed, but by now had figured out that you were acting on Anakin's interest.
"I'm not sure. He's definitely changed... he's much taller now," she joked, and even you were a bit surprised. Here she was, senator of Naboo, having just survived an assassination attempt, and she was laughing about your fellow padawan, which just so happened to be your favorite past-time.
"As someone who has had to share a living space with him for ten years, I can assure you the only thing that has changed was his height."
She was so easy to talk to, and you could already feel yourself allowing a connection to her, something you did with very few people. Not because you didn't trust them, but often times because they couldn't seem to trust you. You wondered why she was so quick to address you so plainly, as if you had been friends all your lives. You supposed she was just kind that way.
It was nearing sunrise before you had finally been able to tire her out enough that she felt safe to sleep again. It was also the time that Obi-Wan and Anakin had returned.
"Where have you been? What happened?" You approached them with a certain tone of voice, they knew not to beat around the bush. You weren't demanding, but direct, and the look on your face was stern.
"We chased the assassin into a bar in the city. We tried to interrogate, but she was shot by a bounty hunter, whom we think is responsible for all the attempts on senator Amidala's life."
"Do you know where the bounty hunter left to?" You put the pieces together rather fast, and given that said hunter was not in their capture, you knew it was likely that he got away.
"We're not sure, but he left us a clue. I have a friend I can speak with about it, but until then, we need to only worry about getting the senator off world," Obi-Wan said, stepping past you and going to speak with Padme's head officer.
Anakin seemed distraught, and when he sat down on the couch behind him, his shoulders sank.
"Hey lover boy," you quickly regretted the choice of words for the glare you soon received after they were uttered. "Calm down, I have good news."
"No, you don't," he gave you a second look you knew all too well. He was annoyed and preparing for you to tell him something that was meant as a prank.
"Yes, actually. I do," you sat across from him and smiled cheekily. Now he was really afraid. You were up to something, that much he could tell. "I spoke with Padme."
"She asked you to call her Padme?" he asked with a certain jealousy that was completely unwarranted.
"That's not the point. We spoke about you," you watched to see if he would connect the dots, but he only looked at you, an inquisition upon his features. "I think, and I could be wrong, but she gave me strong reason to believe that she might find interest in you now that you're grown."
"You're playing games with me again," his face dropped, and he moved to stand up, but you pushed him back in his seat, looking at him completely serious, now.
"I am not, I promise."
Well, you were good for your word, and he knew because you'd always kept your promises to him before, however small. You felt it was a good part of character to be a woman of your word. This changed things, and Anakin smiled widely, soon letting you mirror him.
"Well then I guess I will be acquiring your help," he said, standing and offering you a hand to your feet as well.
"Help with what?" You mused, following him into the next room.
"Winning over the lovely senator."
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voidartisan · 2 years
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More Ideas for TCW Modern AU
No war no drama just a wholesome family sitcom
There is DEFINITELY a roadtrip at some point. Ideally all the clones are shoved into one van and have invited Anakin and Ahsoka and maybe Obi-Wan and Plo to join them
There's a plot point about Korkie getting his driver's license, or Anakin losing his, or both
Ahsoka runs for student council against Lux Bonteri
Yoda teaches the neighborhood kids martial arts and the clones get an "I'll Make a Man Out of You" style training montage
They try to throw a surprise birthday party for Satine but inevitably bungle it somehow
Satine, Padme and Ahsoka have a spa day and Anakin gets arrested
Korkie plays matchmaker
Anakin definitely has a car in the garage that he's working on but has to go to ridiculous lengths to get parts for
Lux, Ahsoka, Korkie, and Barriss all get assigned to the same group for a school project
Fives brings home an espresso machine and all the clones are vibrating at the speed of sound within two days. Cody and Rex have to lock it in the attic and eventually defend it like the last two survivors in a zombie apocalypse movie. Fives sees that it has gone too far and sells it on ebay
Bo-Katan is Korkie's Cool Aunt who lets him do things Satine would not approve of. She occasionally shows up for a couple days with no notice and weirdly prescient gifts for her nephew, crashes on the couch for a night, and then disappears the next morning.
Obi-Wan stress bakes
Obi-Wan and Satine decide to take a week-long vacation to celebrate their anniversary, leaving Anakin in charge. This proves to be a Bad Idea and Plo has to save the day
Lux, Ahsoka, Korkie, Anakin and Barriss go ghost hunting in the abandoned house down the street (all the spooky stuff is just Yoda messing with them)
Rex is constantly looking for excuses to stay over for dinner because both Satine and Obi-Wan are excellent cooks. most of his brothers are... less so.
There's a running gag about Yoda's garden being attacked by demon rabbits that can chew through chicken wire. It's heavily implied that the clones are behind this so that Plo can be the Best Gardener In The Neighborhood, but the bunnies are actually just Like That
Obi-Wan has one of those four-person chessboards that he pulls out on family game nights when Anakin isn't home. Satine is the reigning champion.
Barriss sleeps over and Ahsoka begs everyone to be normal but the fire deparment ends up having to get involved
The clones never discuss it but there's a jar in the background stuffed with coins and bills labeled 'dirt bike fund'
There's a community talent show for some reason. Korkie spends the entire episode doing unrelated and increasingly bizarre things. When anyone asks him about it he says he's preparing for his act. Quinlan keeps trying to get Obi-Wan to do a sword-fighting demonstration with him. The only performance we see in full is Fives's theatrical rendition of "oh where is my hairbrush". All we know about Korkie's act is that he leaves the stage to thunderous applause and Satine and Obi-Wan are in the audience holding hands and shedding tears of pride and joy.
So much potential for holiday episodes
Grandpa Dooku turns up unannounced for thanksgiving dinner (extra tension provided by the fact the Obi-Wan is clearly the favorite grandchild)
Ahsoka, Korkie and Lux try to catch a halloween vandal that turns out to be Barriss
4th of July shenanigans (with fireworks)
Valentine's Day episode where Anakin is consistently foiled in attempts to slip away to see Padme by Ahsoka looking for boy advice because Bariss thinks Lux has a crush on her. Subplot with Obi-Wan and Satine trying to have their first romantic dinner date in like three years but things KEEP COMING UP.
Sentimental Father's Day episode where Anakin and Obi-Wan remember Qui-Gon, and Ahsoka and Korkie attempt to find the PERFECT gifts for Plo and Obi-Wan, respectively (Ahsoka has already found her gift for Obi-Wan, it's that one card that says "what is a dad? you. you is a dad." she knows he'll secretly treasure it), and think they've failed miserably but everything turns out okay and it's very wholesome and a little cheesy.
Wholesome christmas episode where Anakin and Padme have their gift of the magi moment and Ahsoka has to hide that she accidentally found out what Plo is getting her and Satine and Korkie and Obi-Wan make a ridiculoulsy elaborate gingerbread house to bond and relax and the clones and Quinlan have a disastrous holiday light competition (Cody gets to be a little bit feral in this one. as a christmas gift. to himself)
Next season someone is sabotaging the light competition. It turns out to be Obi-Wan, who just wanted to bake cookies and put up his lights in peace like a normal person, which he finds extremely difficult when his neighbors are SCREAMING AT EACH OTHER in their front yards
Cliffhanger at the end of a season where Padme finds out that she's pregnant with twins.
We find out that Leia and Luke call Obi-Wan "Uncle Ben" because his name is really hard to pronounce for two-year-olds and everything they said came out sounding like Ben anyway
When the twins get older there's a very popular clothing brand called Rebel Scum and they get a shirt for Obi-Wan so that he can "be hip with the youngsters." (quoting Luke)
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Modern au where din and Luke end up with the exact same group of freinds but never manage to run into each other as a group start dating without telling anyone while their freinds are trying to set them up with each other but due to copious useless of nicknames they have no clue that it's each other
This feels confusing so I'll give an example
Luke working at Ms.mottos repair shop: oh hey it's lunch I'm gonna step out
Peli: oh that's fine I have a freind stopping by after this you should meet him and his kid
Luke: darn I need to run an errand for uncle obi sorry
*ten minutes later*
Din walking in with grogu
Peli: hey Mando you just missed junior he loves kids you two would get along well
Din: thank you for watching grogu I have lunch plans
Din to grogu: see you later kid I'll be back soon
Of course this au is best if Boba and the clones are related and the clones and anakin are close
It would be funny and grogu being the only one who knows
Ahsoka is of course the one who runs into them when they're on a date
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OMGGG IM C R Y I N G the Shakespearian comedy energy of this! I'm Living!
The gang ABSOLUTELY have a group chat dedicated to scheming of having Din and Luke meet!!! (They also have memes about them on this group chat..it continues even once they find out)
I love the idea that Din and Luke meeting like in a pretty normal place/way, like the park and Grogu just hones in on Luke or Din sees Luke ready to throw hands with some dickhead or whatever. Meanwhile the group is coming up with increasingly convoluted plots to get them in the same place.
Also they literally talk about their friends, but are so into eachother they don't even notice that so many of their circle has the same name; they're too busy making heart eyes and wedding Pinterest boards.
Din, the clones and Boba helping Anakin out with stuff and Anakin thinking 'hmm this young man would be the perfect son-in-law and he comes with instant grandson! And just keeps bigging Luke up and Din like being polite but thinking 'i already have the best Luke'.
I want Din and Luke just constantly coincidentally leaving a room as one of their friends walks in. Like full Emperor's New Groove restaurant scene vibes
Din like 'thats so funny I have a friend called Leia who has a twin brother called Luke! Must be a popular name combo!' Luke like 'my bestie Cara has a friend called Din and is a disaster lesbian too!' and it's just peak dumbass.
Din and Luke dating for almost a year when Ahsoka happens to walk past them on an adorable picnic date, and kissing. She sees Din lean in to kiss someone and is like "oh no our plans are ruined" and thEN SHE SEES THAT ITS LUKE AND LOSES HER MIND
She calls the group chat like YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE THIS.
At the wedding Boba and Anakin have a slide show of the best of the Operation DinLuke groupchat and texts between them and Din and Luke. The presentation is iconic and Din and Luke are like .....how did we not realise... But at the same time do watch the video of it at least once a year (normally on their anniversary).
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zehiiro · 1 year
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My rant in defence of  Daemon and Daemyra
Tbh that *scene* was so painful. We can’t deny that he's a violent man who, for this long, has been able to keep that violent side of him away from the ones he loves. But the build-up of the pain from losing his child and brother in one day and not being able to do anything about it kinda resulted in him lashing out and hurting Rhaenyra (he did stop himself in the end, which I believe if it was anyone other then Rhaenyra in front of him at that moment, he wouldn't have been able to stop). I think this is such a complicated act that can't be explained in this simple way, but what i did see on his face was that he instantly regrets it, and I don't believe he'll be able to forgive himself any time soon which will probably be a theme that carries into season 2.
The scene also reminded me of how Anakin did the same to Padme (whom he loved very much) when he was feeling betrayed (although Anakin seemed to have physically hurt Padme more than Daemon did to Rhaenyra).
Also, some people seem to be so quick to dismiss and forget the fact that Daemon is also in pain and angry at that moment. This doesn't justify hurting her in any way, but Rhaenyra wasn't the only one who lost a child that day, and Rhaenyra might have lost her father, but Daemon also lost his brother... the way I saw it was that there were a lot of factors that lead him to be violent towards her...
he was reliving his past trauma of losing his second wife and child in childbirth (i did see a theory on twitter which said that Daemon refused to go see Rhaenyra or speak to the maester because he thought they would ask him to make the same choice he was given with Laena and he can’t go through this a second time)
losing his brother to what he believes was murder and trying to handle the situation the only way he knew how, by preparing to defend Rhaenyra and her and her children's birth right through war (keeping in mind that he also thinks that Dragonstone can be attacked at any time) 
and through the stress of it all, he was constantly being undermined throughout the whole episode, and his efforts were all being dismissed
Throughout the whole episode we can see how their losses throw Daemon and Rhaenyra out of sync, but in the last scene as Daemon delivers the news we can see them get in sync again with each other in the way they hold each others hand, which I think symbolizes that going forward they’re gonna be more aligned in their ambitions and goals. 
please feel free to leave your take in the comments even if you agree or disagree with me.
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20, 36 and 65 for the fic writer ask game.
Thanks, peach! 💗 In reference to this ask game!
20. Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?
Very much so. In terms of words/expressions, I tend to do a lot of repetition of word or throw in synonyms of said word immediately after to really hammer home the vibe. I also tend to fall back into similar descriptions when it comes to emotions - lots of 'pulling' and 'dragging', stones sat in the gullet, etc. I try and not to get too wordy, but sometimes I can't help it.
In terms of formating - excessive uses of dashes and semicolons.
And as for themes, I write a lot of stories that involve mental and physical health issues, recovery, found family, disabilities, and purple prose PORN. And more obikin specifically: I have been told I tend to write them immediately obsessed with each other 😅
36. How do you write kissing scenes?
I imagine two ken dolls being smashed together.
But more seriously, I try and figure out what kind of mood we're going for first. Is it a first kiss between these characters? Is it a first kiss for one of the characters, period? Is it supposed to be calm and quiet, or obscene and desperate? How would a certain character kiss? Harsh and aggressive or slow and steady?
I just wrote a first kiss in another fic between Obi-Wan and Anakin, and in it Anakin was inexperienced and hadn't really kissed anybody. So he was a bit forceful, didn't know what to do with his hands or his tongue - all he knew was he really, really wanted to kiss Obi-Wan. But Obi-Wan has had plenty of experience, but was still a little hesitant himself because this wasn't just anyone he was kissing - this was Anakin. So he's trying not to overwhelm Anakin, while being totally overwhelmed himself about finally getting to kiss him after longing after him for years.
But other scenes I'm like "They've kissed a million times over, they're in the middle of some hanky-panky, and they're ready to burst so we're looking at something messy, sloppy, lots of heavy breathing, uncoordinated, etc."
ALSO (apparently I have a lot of feelings about this): what do the characters personally LIKE? Anakin seems like a very aggressive, desperate, messy sort of kisser, even if he's kissed Obi-Wan a billion times. But Obi-Wan likes to take it slow; make an event out of the build-up, sometimes just wanting to make out and that's it. So he's constantly slowing Anakin down, cupping his jaw, sometimes holding him down so he doesn't try and devour Obi-Wan.
65. Tell us about what you're most looking forward to writing - in your current project, or a future one?
I'm going to be starting a GFFA Alternate Timeline fic very shortly (after I write a few oneshots), and I'm really looking forward to writing something long-form in the GFFA universe. I am, however, dreading some of the research haha. But some very good friends of mine have offered me their help 🙏
There are a few scenes, but right now I'm most looking forward to writing a scene where Obi-Wan, running from the Empire with tiny Anakin, arrive in Mandalore to ask Satine for aid - to hide them or give them a place to stay for a bit, or whatever she can do. It's all very desperate and scary and world-building (I hope lol).
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hope-m11 · 1 month
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𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎
Chapter 33
It's Thanksgiving and this time I'm celebrating it with Hayden and his family. Of course I miss my parents and brothers. I just FaceTimed with my mom. Anakin will be seven months old in a few days and I just don't want him to get any older. I pout every time he outgrows his clothes and Hayden keeps laughing at me. Sometimes I want Hayden to get me pregnant again, but Anakin is still small. We're at Hayden's parents' house, I'm feeding Anakin in Hayden's old bedroom and scrolling on my phone, my brothers in the group have requested more pictures of Anakin and I'm sending them some that I took this week. And videos of him laughing when Tom was on TV.
Anakin doesn't even think about sleeping when he hears the voices coming through the guest room, he opens his eyes and pulls away from my chest. I adjust myself again and Anakin looks at me with those blue eyes and smiles so sweetly. I kiss his whole face and leave with him into the kitchen where Hayden's mother and sister are.
"Come on, love, dinner is ready." says Hayden's mother. "Let's go to the table."
I sit down with Anakin next to Hayden, who is deep in conversation with his father and brother. As Hayden's father cuts the turkey, Anakin babbles and we all laugh. While eating, Anakin constantly touches my face or pulls my hair, he also babbles and tries to get my attention when I'm talking to someone.
"He's such a mama's boy." Hayde says laughing as Anakin clings to me.
“He has a great mother too.” his sister says, smiling.
Hayden nods. "He did." he says and smiles.
I smile shyly at him and turn back to my food, but Anakin turns my face towards him with his small hands, making us all laugh. After dinner I hand Anakin over to Hayden and help in the kitchen, we talk about the wedding and then we sit back down at the dining table and eat dessert. Hayden's Mom really makes the tastiest apple pie I've ever tasted. Anakin is passed on and he babbles about all the photos being taken of him and then he's back in my arms. I excuse myself and go change Anakin, put him in his pajamas that Robert Downey Junior gave him, everything is all Iron Man on the onesie.
“Hey, are you okay?” Hayden asks.
I nod. ,,Everything OK." I lift Anakin and Hayden's mother comes and takes him from me.
I tidy things up and throw away the diaper. Hayden pulls me into the empty hallway and kisses me. I smile into the kiss. He pulls me with him to his old room and lays me on his old bed. We kiss and Hayden pulls up my dress and pulls down my tights. I want to stop him but he pushes my panties to the side and pushes his fingers into me while his thumb is busy with my clit. I moan against his mouth and pull on his hair. He licks his fingers and I blush, he kisses me again and pulls on my tights and pulls down my dress. He sits up and pulls me on top of him, we make out and I grind myself onto his bulge.
"Let's go home." He says and I nod quickly.
I get up from him and we both walk to the living room. Anakin beams when he sees both of us, Hayden tells his parents that we are leaving, I take Anakin, put his jacket and shoes on him and we say goodbye to his parents and siblings. The drive home feels long. Hayden's hand moves up and down my thigh. At home I try to get Anakin to sleep as he closes his eyes I carefully lay him down in his bed Poppy is already in her bed watching me I stroke her head as I walk out of the room and into the bedroom Hayden pulls me and lays me on the bed he kisses his way down my body and his tongue licks my folds and he makes me come with his tongue then he pounces on me and penetrates me and fucks me. His back must be scratched from my nails, he speeds up and I scream in pleasure, my back is arched and my eyes are rolled back. Hayden kisses, sucks and licks my neck and breasts.
"Ah... AH.. Yes exactly... Exactly like that baby." I moan and pull on his hair.
"Oh God, I love it when you call me baby, sweet girl." He says and his voice is so rough. ,,Say it."
“OH baby.” I scream as I come.
Around four in the morning I wake up to Anakin's crying. I get up, wrap the blanket around my body and quietly pad into Anakin's room. He is sitting in his bed and the little night light shows me his face, which is wet with tears. I lift him and calm him down. I sit down on the rocking chair and Anakin sucks on my breast. On the way to his room I picked up my phone, but I see that it's not mine, but Hayden's. I'm about to turn it off again when a message comes on his phone. It's from Emma, in which she writes that it was nice the day before yesterday in the bar with him. When I go to turn it off again, I get another message from her saying that it's okay for her to pretend that she and Hayden are no longer in touch.
Hayden lied to me, I put the phone next to me on the windowsill and get up from the rocking chair and put Anakin in his bed, I watch him and cry. I don't understand why Hayden lied. I don't understand. I wipe my tears away and pick up the phone and walk out of the room. I go into the bedroom with the cell phone and throw it next to Hayden, he wakes up.
,,You are a liar." I say.
,,What?" he asks confused, looking at his phone.
"You lied Hayden, you are a liar." The tears flow and I pull the blanket closer to my naked body. I point my finger at his phone.
He takes it in his hand and his eyes get big, he puts on his boxers and wants to come towards me. But I won't stop him.
,,Why did you lie to me?" I demand to know.
"Because I knew you behaved like that." he says.
“How do I behave?” I ask, my voice loud.
“LIKE A CHILD WHO CAN’T UNDERSTAND THAT I HAVE OTHER FRIENDS.” he shouts. "For God's sake Aleia, she's just a friend, there's nothing more between us. Stop acting like a child.”
I'm not stepping away from him because he screamed, because I did that too, but because he called me a child. That hurt me. He lied to me and called me a child. Without another word I walk out of the bedroom, my tears dripping down my chin. Hayden doesn't run after me, as I had hoped, but closes the door behind him with a bang. The lump in my throat gets bigger and I throw myself on the bed in the guest room and cry myself to sleep. At six in the morning Anakin is crying. I get up and take the bathrobe from the guest room bathroom. I put it on and go into Anakin's room and open the bedroom door Hayden and I are still closed. I take Anakin out of his bed and feed him, I change his diaper and go into the kitchen with him. I put him on his high chair and make myself coffee and breakfast. I put everything in a tray. I put it in the guest room. I take my laptop from the living room and lift Anakin out his high chair and go into the guest room. I lay him down next to me and he plays with his feet in the air and mumbles to himself, I drink my coffee and eat my breakfast. I watch Netflix on my laptop, after I finish breakfast I go to the kitchen to put the dishes in the dishwasher.
I stop when I feel Hayden next to me, he's looking at me but I'm not looking at him, I'm still hurt and I know I look terrible, my eyes are red rimmed from all the crying and the lack of sleep I'm having . I walk out of the kitchen without saying anything and he makes no move to say anything. Out of the corner of my eye I see him pouring himself coffee and tears fall. But before I can get out of the kitchen, he stops me.
"Is Anakin awake?" he asks.
I nod, go into the guest room and go back into the kitchen and hand him Anakin. I start to clean the house, or rather I do a major cleaning because I need to distract myself. After the house is thoroughly cleaned and all the bed linen and sheets have been changed, I go into the living room and silently take the crying Anakin from Hayden's arms. I go into Anakin's room, get him new pajamas and a fresh diaper, his little cosmetic bag where I have his brush and creams and his sweet perfume. I take it into the bedroom to give him a shower. Hayden puts them on in silence, when he's done he plants a kiss on Anakin's cheek and walks out of the bedroom, then I hear the front door slam behind him. Silent tears fall from my eyes as I shower Anakin, but he makes me laugh when he starts laughing as I wash his hair. He loves the water and I'm very happy with the summer. I already bought him a small pool. Anakin is sleeping on the bed now, I'm taking a shower in five minutes and I was crying. I put on my underwear and grab a pair of leggings and an oversized sweater from my closet. I gently lift Anakin off the bed and lay him on his bed in his room. I go out quietly, leave the door open and order pizza. I thank the pizza delivery guy and take it into the living room. I turn on the TV and watch The Falcon and The Winter Soldier on Disney Plus. I've always had a bit of a crush on Bucky Barnes. After watching two episodes and eating my pizza, Anakin starts screaming, I quickly run to his room and pick him up from the bed, he's glowing. I take off his clothes and do what my mother once said. But nothing helps. I cry with him and am scared. I text Hayden but he doesn't answer, I call him and he doesn't answer, I leave a lot of messages on his voicemail where I cry. After an hour the front door opens and Hayden comes into the living room. I try to calm Anakin down but he won't stop crying.
,,What has he?" Hayden asks, taking it from me.
"He has a fever and it just won't go down." I say and cry. I went into Anakin's room, took out his bag, put his clothes and diaper in it. I take two bottles and put them in the bag too.
Then I go back into the living room. Anakin is still not calm. The sight of him breaks my heart and my tears flow more from my eyes.
"Let's go to the hospital." I say, swallowing the lump in my throat.
As we drive to the hospital, Anakin has calmed down a bit, but he's still glowing and I'm really worried. I'm sitting in the back with him, I notice Hayden's eyes on me. When we park we quickly get out, Hayden carries Anakin and I explain the situation to the nurse at the front desk. She tells us to take a seat and a doctor will come soon. It takes another hour until we are called into a room and a doctor examines Anakin.
"Anakin has tonsillitis, which is why he has a high fever," says the young doctor.
He examined Anakin again and gave him something for his pain. We still had to do some paperwork, but Hayden did that while I was still in the treatment room with Anakin. The doctor answered my questions and explained to me that I didn't have to worry.
"You're still pretty young." says the doctor.
I just nod and pull on Anakin.
"Would you go out with me?" he asks, smiling.
I turn my head to him. ,,I'm sorry, what?" I asked shocked.
"A date with me." He says and has this smile on his face.
He's a really good looking guy and I guess late 20's and his smile is really pretty but he has the audacity to ask me to go out with him while he was treating my son and he saw Hayden standing next to me. And I'm wearing an engagement ring.
,,Listen." I say. "You just treated my son and besides, I'm engaged." I say.
,,So what." he says mischievously. "You could still go out with me."
"I don't want to date them and like I said, I'm engaged and I love my fiancé." My voice sounds angry, I pick Anakin up and turn towards the door.
Hayden is at the front desk signing papers. When he sees me, he gently takes a sleeping Anakin from my arms. I'm exhausted because it's already midnight and I hope Anakin sleeps through the night not because I'm tired but because I feel so sorry for him and he couldn't tell me how much pain he was in and I'm a terrible mother for not feeling it. I start to cry silently.
I couldn't sleep at home because I'm so worried about Anakin. I am in the living room while his sleeping form lies in his bed that I have pushed into the living room. Hayden and I haven't spoken, not really just little things about Anakin. I cry for Anakin and I cry for Hayden and me and how it all came to this. I really wish he hadn't lied to me and I wish he hadn't called me a child. But am I a child to him? I wish Emma hadn't come back to Canada. I hate them. I hate her for the perfect way she is around Hayden and the way he lights up when he looks at his phone. Or like when she was here, how he looked at her and not at me and how they constantly talked about their past and their relationship. I hate her for taking Hayden away from me.
,,Is everything OK with you?" Hayden asks me as he sits down on the couch.
I nod and wipe away my tears. ,,Yes." I whisper, looking at Anakin.
Hayden just sighs and I wish he would say a lot more than just sigh, I miss him terribly even though he's sitting here next to me I still do. We are both silent, the television is very quiet in the background and the light from the television is dim. Anakin moves and gives a small whimper, I stand up and look down at him. I sit back down on the couch and close my eyes briefly. 
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mykinkyyandere · 3 years
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Dumb Little Angel 2 (Final)
AO3
(Part 1)
Pairings: Yandere! Anakin Skywalker X f!Reader
Summary: He punishes you in the ass when you try to escape again.
Warnings: Smut, spanking, treating the reader like a dumb baby, kidnapped reader
A/N: Long for a drabble, I know.
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"You deserve it." He repeated as you struggled and cried in his arms. You were throwing kicks and punches, trying to get out of his arms but you didn't affect him at all.
He laid you face down on the bed and lifted your ass in the air. Slapped it hard as you pleaded through your sobs and made you scream.
"You deserve it." He constantly slapped your ass while kneading it with his hands. Then pulled out his huge cock as your ass turned red. "Dumb little angel. You're so fucking dumb, aren't you?"
He got the lube as he pressed his head into your little hole. "It's time to punish you in harsher ways. But don't worry, I know how sensitive a poor angel like you is. I'll take care of your pretty little ass."
After he lubed himself and you, slowly inserted his head into you. You were so tight. He growled as he slapped your ass again. "You're a poor little angel trying to escape me. Dumb pussy..."
Your screams filled the whole room when he tucked half in. He ran his fingers through your hair and pulled your head towards him. Kissed your tears streaming down your cheeks while holding your neck with his other hand. "What a dumb baby you are. What a bratty angel you are. You need me. You need me to live because you can't survive even a minute with your dumb little baby brain."
He waited a little while he was completely inside. You were clenching around him like crazy. "You belong to me. You can't escape."
He pulled his hands away and grabbed your waist. As he moved harshly, you stretched your arms forward and rested your chin on the pillow. He slapped your ass hard as your sobs filled the room.
After what seemed like an eternity with Anakin's harsh thrusts, he was about to cum. You had marks on your ass from his spanking. His tight fingers were hard enough to pierce your waist.
"You need me." He said angrily as his thrusts became deep and slow. "Poor little pussy... you need me!" He slapped your ass with his hardest as he made you jump and scream in fear.
He grabbed your neck and brought your cheek to his lips as he came with one last hard thrust. "Dumb little angels can't take care of themselves. They can't think by themselves. They always need a big and strong protector."
He laid you on your back as he slowly got out of you. Spread your legs apart and stared at his thick cum leaking out of your abused little hole. He rubbed his fingers on it and kissed your lips as he started rubbing your clit. Continued his gentle movements until he made you cum. When you finally came trembling, he pulled his lips from yours and kissed your forehead.
"You're not a bratty angel. You're just a confused little baby."
He took your silently sobbing and utterly exhausted body in his arms and stood up. "Let's get you cleaned up. Then I'll get you dressed in your favorite clothes, okay? Don't cry."
He took a deep breath as your sighs and silent sobs continued. "I think you've learned your lesson this time, my little angel. You belong to me."
(Part 1)
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comeandreadawhile · 3 years
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HCs for Adopted Boba au
• Either on Geonosis or after attempting to kill Mace that one time
• Boba sticks to Obi-Wan like a leech. Obi-Wan brings him to council meetings because it’s just easier for both of them (Boba gets stressed when he’s away from Obi-Wan for too long and council meetings can take most of the day, and Obi-Wan worries about Boba being anxious and so on in a viscious circle). Boba will get his schoolwork done on the floor next to or behind Obi-Wan’s chair, sometimes Plo will give the boy treats or puzzles. He’s clearly plotting a new murder for Mace every day but also clearly doesn’t care what they’re talking about enough to interrupt or remember the next day so they’re chill with him being there.
• If it’s Geonosis, Anakin’s big brother vibes are all directed at Boba, who is grateful to Ahsoka for being there after Christophsis to take Anakin’s unwanted “advice” as his new padawan. If it’s after that one murder attempt, a) Anakin will totally get the attempting to murder Mace thing cuz....been there done that, but that’s not okay stop it (hypocrit), and b) be tired from dadding Ahsoka, but happy to have a new addition to their chaos squad.
• I subscribe to @elfpen’s idea about the Jedi getting little apartments instead of dorms. unless they’re not assigned to a master yet. Boba gets Anakin’s old room when/as Anakin’s moved out to be Ahsoka’s master.
• Obi-Wan goes to Kamino to get EVERYTHING from the Fett apartment because one day Boba might want his father’s armory, or books, and if all of Jango’s shirts end up in Boba’s bed as soon as the boy has them then Obi-Wan makes no mention of it.
• Navigating what to call each other is takes some time, as Obi-Wan starts out being called by his first name, and ‘dad’ and ‘buir’ were both for Jango, but as Boba starts getting attached and comfortable, “O’buir” sometimes makes an appearance.
• Boba and Cody are in an odd space. Boba doesn’t like Cody telling him what to do, in any capacity. Not that Cody often does, if only for Boba’s safety or comfort. But even things like “bundle up if you’re cold” really get under Boba’s skin.
• In that same vein, Cody wants to help and comfort but he doesn’t want to be overbearing; Boba both does and doesn’t want the comfort. Cody isn’t, and can’t be, Jango. He can’t be exactly the father Jango was, and doesn’t have the same memories with Boba that Jango had; but they can make new memories, and Cody can be there for him in whatever way Boba needs to the best of his ability. Cody doesn’t hug like Jango, but it’s still good. He can’t have his dad’s hugs, and Boba doesn’t want to be unfair to Cody by expecting them. He doesn’t want a standin, nor does he want Cody to feel like one. He wants his dad, but Cody is there and trying his best to be what Boba needs in his dad’s absence.
• Cody doesn’t make mention of it when Boba crawls in bed with him and Obi-Wan. He merely shifts the blankets over them while Obi-Wan frets over the boy.
• Cody doesn’t make mention of it when Boba is sick with a fever and keeps calling him “dad”, just holds him tight when he wants held and brings him soup when he wants to eat, constantly making sure the wet rags are cold enough to be useful.
• Boba starts calling Cody “Kote” when he’s comfortable and relaxed
•Cody might’ve cried the first time Boba called him “papa”. Because “papa” wasn’t for Jango, or Obi-Wan. “Papa” was all him.
• Obi-Wan makes sure to use Mando’a in the apartment so Boba doesn’t forget it; it broadens Cody’s use of it beyond battlefield necessities as an added bonus. Cody teaches the 212th, and Rex, what he learns.
• Obi-Wan gets a list of foods Boba got growing up and works to recreate them, with taste tests at most every step to try to get them as close to what Jango made as possible. Even the ones Boba didn’t particularly like in case his tastes change when he’s older
• Boba gets away with a lot by being cute
Mace: He absolutely did! He shouldn’t behave like this!
Obi-Wan *knowing full well Boba did whatever Mace is yelling about*: My precious little—look at him Master Windu, he could never, my sweet child, how dare
Plo *also knowing what’s up*: poor sweet lad, here have a candy
Yoda *a troll*: Calm yourself, you should, Master Windu.
Mace *covered in whatever evil Boba was up to that day to get revenge for his father*: D:<
• Boba can and will perch on Obi-Wan’s leg and glare at Mace during a council meeting
• Plo is Boba’s go-to babysitter; Rex can only counteract so much of Anakin and Ahsoka’s energy and has enough to deal with in that household already. Plo is really good at keeping Boba calm while he’s separated from Obi-Wan, and Boba and Wolffe get along surprisingly well.
• Obi-Wan tries and fails to keep Boba out of the war but his new murder child would probably be more anxious sitting around the temple waiting for him than on the battlefield. Boba holds his own, is comfortable doing missions with both the 212th and 501st if he’s with his Jedi siblings, proving to be an asset with how well Jango trained him in stealth and recon.
• Boba now has a large support system, beginning with Obi-Wan. Boba gets a brother-uncle in Anakin, as Obi-Wan’s son-brother thing, and as Anakin’s daughter-sister thing, Ahsoka is now Boba’s big sister-aunt. Cody and the 212th are pretty protective when other groups of clones give Boba a cold shoulder (they get it, but still). Rex gets best uncle status, and also cool big brother; depends on whether he’s there with Cody or Anakin.
•Boba can and will sleep on Obi-Wan during a council meeting if his finishes his schoolwork and doesn’t feel like leaving or doing anything else.
• That business with Barriss in season 5 wouldn’t have happened because Jango taught this boy well enough to know when a) somethings fishy and b) someone’s being set up. Who was communicating with workers in that temple from anywhere on Coruscant? How convenient and coincidental and baseless is any evidence being turned up? Boba would’ve been like “sounds like nano bombs, who’s got that tech? Time to go into the underworld, dad had contacts leggo”
• Boba, who’s listened to every worry Anakin has to come Obi-Wan with about Padme: bro maybe you need to stop talking to her. Doesn’t sound like either of you are happy in this “friendship” you’ve got going on, so either sit down and talk it out or maybe it’s time to make new “friends”
• Boba would destroy Lux. Telling Anakin everything and getting him and Rex in on the party makes it much more fun. Ahsoka might be content to move on after angry words and a slap but they’re throwing hands
• Boba might know about the chips
•Dooku probably checks in over holocall like a grandpa. Like “*taunt**taunt* CIS will win *taunt* anyway how is young Master Fett? I’m sure my grandpadawan is a fine father but how are things? Surely the bright young man knows who to join when the time comes—and to get enough sleep, so he’ll grow tall, and—“
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darthkruge · 3 years
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Could you write a cute sequel to the Padawan! Anakin and Padawan! Reader oneshot, where they have a secret wedding two years later?
Anakin Skywalker x Reader ~ Can I Kiss You? (Pt 2)
Summary: Two years after their first kiss, Padawan!Anakin and Padawan!Reader return to the gardens of Naboo for their wedding
Warnings: Nothing. Once again, this is fluff. A bit more emotions thrown in this time, but cute fluff nonetheless!
Words: 1.6k
A/N: I can’t believe someone requested a sequel for one of my fics!! That’s so exciting!! The first part is one of my favorite fics I’ve ever written and I hope I did justice with the second <3. Also! You don’t need to have read the first part to understand this. But I do think it makes it more fun, as I kinda tied them together :)
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“Can you believe we made it?” 
Anakin’s voice broke you out of your trance. You were sitting on the grass and leaning against him, head resting on his shoulder with his arms hugging you from behind. The palace’s gardens once again surrounded you; the familiar fresh, flowery scent intoxicating. 
You hummed, turning your head up and looking at him. He looked down at you and smiled. 
“Hi,” His voice held his laughter, teasing.
“Hi,” You replied, mirroring his happiness. 
You connected your lips with his, both of you grinning into the kiss. His metal hand came up, fingers gently holding your jaw as he deepened the kiss. Your mind wandered, remembering your first kiss. Here. 
You were pulled back to the present as his tongue gently swiped across your lower lip. You opened your mouth slightly, allowing him access. As he swirled his tongue around yours, your head spun. Your hands wove into his hair and pulled on the back of it lightly, making him groan into you. You smirked, loving the effect you had on him. He grabbed your waist, pulling you around so that you were straddling his thighs. You broke from his lips, trailing kisses up and down the side of his neck. 
Missing the feeling of your lips, he pulled you back up, reconnecting them with his own. You kissed and kissed and kissed until you couldn’t anymore, breaking apart only once you were positively breathless. You leaned your forehead against his, chests heaving as you relaxed.
“We’re gonna be late for our own ceremony if you keep distracting me like that” 
You lightly smacked his chest, throwing your head back and gaping in mock-offense. “Now who’s the one that shoved their tongue down my throat?”
“Well I guess that’d have to be me… considering you haven’t kissed anyone else…” He trailed off, looking at you somewhat sheepishly to gauge your reaction
“Anakin! That is rude! And unkind! And completely accurate, you kriffing asshole!” You said, laughing the entire time. Anakin joined in, sighing in relief when he realized you weren’t mad at him. 
“Rude and unkind? I’d say that’s slightly dramatic, Y/N”
“And where do you think I picked up the dramatic flair, hmm?” You shot back, quirking your eyebrows and glaring at him playfully.
Anakin rolled his eyes but, intelligently, didn’t argue. He just chuckled, pulling you back in for another kiss. You obliged but quickly pulled away, laughing as he pouted at you.
“Now, come on! We’re going to be late for our own ceremony if you keep distracting me like that!” You said, mocking him.
You got up and started skipping away before he could retort, smiling as you heard his footsteps scrambling to catch up with you. He pulled your hand into his, leaning down to press a fleeting kiss against your cheek. 
He pulled you forward and you laughed as he stopped to spin you around. Your breath caught as you felt yourself tripping over your own feet and squealed as you came in contact with Anakin’s strong chest.
You buried your face into him and he rubbed up and down your arms. As he peppered kisses into your hair, you did the same on his collarbone. Moments like this were what you wished you could live in forever. Just two people in love. Without the pressure of the Jedi, the Council, any of it. You wished you didn’t need to hide your relationship, your happiness. But you truly believed that any sacrifice would be worth keeping Anakin in your life. 
It had taken months of planning to even get the time to slip away with Anakin. Luckily, the Council thought you and Anakin worked well together and frequently allowed you to go on missions together. Granted, you both usually ended up in front of the Council trying to justify why you disobeyed their orders on these missions. Even if it was your idea, Anakin would always try to take the blame, despite you constantly telling him it was unnecessary. However, Anakin did have a point when he said that he was the Chosen One; they wouldn’t expel him from the order because of a series of poor decisions. He said that even if you didn’t have the Council’s protection, you could count on his.
To be fair, he wasn’t wrong. That’s why those fights never lasted. Most of your fights were like that. Silly, stupid arguments that almost always boiled down to the fear of losing each other. And, by the next morning, you were always curled back in bed together, unable to bear the idea of being apart. 
“Y/N?” 
You looked up, shaking yourself out of your own head.
“Yeah?”
Anakin looked at you quizzically. “You alright, my love?” He asked, concern evident in his voice.
You nodded. “Perfect.”
You were about to marry the most perfect man in the entire world. Kind, beautiful, giving, protective, understanding, flawed, yours. As if “perfect” even began to describe how you were feeling. You weren’t sure anything could. When you joined the Jedi Order, you never thought you’d get this. Love. And yet, here you were. 
Anakin leaned in, kissing your nose. “Me, too,” He whispered in your ear.
You walked up to the secluded altar where Obi-Wan, R2D2, and C3-PO stood. You thanked the stars for Obi-Wan; he had done so much to ensure that your secret stayed that way and you could successfully marry the love of your life. 
You stood, looking at Anakin. He held your hands and you gave his a squeeze. It was a signal that had developed over the years; whenever one of you needed reassurance or just wanted to remind them that you loved them, you’d squeeze the other’s hand. As per usual, he immediately returned the gesture. 
Obi-Wan cleared his throat. “Y/N, would you like to go first?”
You looked at him, mouthing a quick “thank you” and nodding. He smiled right back. Obi-Wan had become a good friend of yours over the years. You were quite grateful that he was here on this wondrous day. 
You took a deep breath, looking into Anakin’s deep eyes. “Anakin, when I first met you I thought you were reckless, arrogant at times, insubordinate…” You trailed off as he gave you an amused look, clearly wondering where you were going with this. 
“Gorgeous,” You added in, “and, truly, so much more. Now, while I still think of you that way, I’ve grown to love it. You inspire me, you believe in me, you understand me in a way that I thought was impossible for one person to understand another. You’re strong and loving and you always keep me safe. You make me laugh and smile and giddy and… happy. I still remember, two years ago, when you made me choke an apple and kissed me, all in one day. And that feeling I had when our lips first touched, it has remained, constant, since that moment. I want to spend my life with you. And I don’t want to put that off for another second.”
Anakin’s eyes were misty with tears by the time you finished speaking. It was hard for him to fathom -- that he’d found someone who cared about him that much. For once in his life, he believed that there was someone who wouldn’t leave. 
Obi-Wan gave Anakin a knowing smile before asking him to begin.
“Honestly, I don’t know what I did to deserve you. You’re perfect, you’re… everything. You challenge me, by the Maker, you challenge me,” Anakin said as you chuckled, nodding in agreement. “And you’re strong and good and selfless. You’ve always seen the good in me, sometimes even when  I didn’t deserve it. You sought to know me for who I am, not for what I could bring to the galaxy.” Anakin paused, looking into your eyes. He swallowed, long and hard, before going on. 
“And I know this wasn’t the relationship you dreamed of. I know I can’t give you much of anything. But I promise that for the rest of our lives I will be right here, by your side. I will love you for as long as this life allows, and for a thousand after that.” 
Tears streaked down both your cheeks, making everything else fade away. The weight of his words sat heavily on your heart; his love for you so powerful it was nearly overwhelming. But that seemed to be a theme in your relationship, didn’t it? Everything right on that edge, so close to falling apart. And yet you and Anakin balanced each other. You wouldn’t crumble. 
You once again traveled back to when all this started. You remember thinking, perhaps foolishly, that you and Anakin would make it. That one in a million couple. You thanked the entire galaxy that you were right.
You looked at Obi-Wan only to see that he was grinning at the both of you. He’d had his suspicions about you two for months before he eventually caught you kissing after you returned from a long mission. Anakin swore up and down that he “fell on you” and was “tending to your injuries” but Obi-Wan just brushed away the excuses and assured the both of you he would keep your secret. 
“You may now… kiss each other. If you so desire,” Obi-Wan said before averting his eyes.
Anakin looked at you, adoration clear in his vision. He held your gaze and gently cupped your cheek. “So… can I kiss you?”
You rolled your eyes, laughed, and leaned in. 
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cherryblossomriot · 3 years
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i had a dream the other day that was basically a dinluke cowboy au and it has been HAUNTING me, so just allow me to deposit it upon you like my subconscious drop kicked it onto me:
Luke is a disabled veteran who has returned from war one hand lighter and several scars heavier. When he returns, his family, who are heavily involved in the politics/military of this fictional land, don’t understand his now jaded and melancholic view of both the world, but also the ideologies that they so strongly believe in, leading him to constantly feel like an outcast even among the people that he so dearly loves. They’re all passionate and strong-willed, but they still don’t understand, not his struggles with mental health or his new perspective, and it just makes things worse and worse and worse. Anakin is a general, and though he’s seen the gruesomeness of war firsthand, he’s also become desensitized to it and has anger-management issues, so he often almost finds a sort of refuge within the chaos of battle, so he clearly cannot even fathom the emotions and trauma that Luke is trying to sort through, much less know how to deal with them properly. Padme is a senator and cares deeply about the crimes and seemingly senseless violence occurring during the war, but she’s also a politician and knows how to play the long game, so when Luke comes to her, he leaves feeling misunderstood and pushed aside. Leia is the only one who seemingly understands, as the pair of them have a deep, intrinsic bond, but she doesn’t fully grasp Luke’s moods and doesn’t handle his breakdowns and flashbacks well. So everyone feels a little upset, a little unsettled, and a lot like they don’t understand why and how Luke has changed, which leads to Luke feeling more and more out of place within his own family. The war ends relatively soon after Luke’s return, which leads to parades which leads to awards which leads to balls and banquets, all of which Luke is forced to attend, his heart dragging but his head held high, because he’s an Amidala-Skywalker goddammit, and we have a certain responsibility and image to maintain to the public and everyone who endured so much. So Luke has to sit there through awards and boasts of glory and mentions of battle scars and it goes on and on and on, and he has to smile and bear it and accept the medal that they’re giving him because he did such a great service to his country and-he has a panic attack. A nasty one that leads to him having to flee from a ballroom, and outside to the gardens. Once he’s there, he realizes that he doesn’t want to go back in. At all. So he runs away. He just picks a direction and goes, stealing a car on the way (this is a modern au but also fictional countries because I don’t want to get into real politics, hooo boy no siree). In the middle of nowhere, he gets caught in a storm and basically crashes his car and passes out. 
But when he wakes up! That’s when the fun begins. 
He’s in this cozy sort of bedroom, and this hot guy is fast asleep in the chair beside his bed, and is that a little kid in his lap? Anyway, the hot guy wakes up, introduces himself as Din Djarin in the softest, most attractive voice Luke has ever heard with his own two ears, and doesn’t ask him where he’s from or what he was doing driving in the middle of bumfuck nowhere at 3 in the morning, so Luke is obligated to have a lil crush on him, even though he’s not sure about the kid. So he asks, and Din introduces him to his son Grogu, who waves at him and signs hello, because, as Din explains, he doesn’t speak much, and the foster system wasn’t too kind to him, so he’s got a little bit of trauma to work through. And Luke just, instantly falls in love with this soft dad and his cute little son who can shift his features from the biggest, most pleading puppy eyes ever to the face of a demented gremlin who will try to eat the frog he caught in the backyard, no matter how slimy it is, or how hard it tries to wriggle out of his hands. Din tells Luke that he can stay for however long he needs, because Luke’s kinda injured from his accident, and anyway, once he’s healed up, they always could use another hand on the farm. So Luke stays, and he meets all of Din’s other farm hands (and shitty friends). There’s Boba, who doesn’t talk much, but when he does it’s always something slightly ominous and menacing, and Luke thinks that his name sounds familiar...hey wasn’t he on the news for robbing a couple banks a few years back?...no, surely not..., Fennec, who speaks even less than Boba, and manages to be far, far more intimidating, but also helps Luke with his prosthetic and gives him fun little tips that always sound more like she’s cut off a lot more limbs than she’s lost. Cara Dune (who is not gina carano but i digress) is also there, and she’s just constantly a harbinger of chaos, but will babysit Grogu whenever Din wants to brood and stare longingly into the distance (or at Luke who’s also brooding as the sun sets but shhh). Bo-Katan and the gang are there, and while Bo-Katan grumbles about how the old ranch boss had different/better methods on how to run things, she still follows Din’s lead and helps him with the finances and taxes. They all take to Luke like a wildfire, because Luke is a sunshine boy who can make friends with literally anyone and somehow manages to make Din not only smile but laugh, but also because they can tell he’s got a lot of trauma and pain bubbling just under the surface, and they all silently but collectively agreed a long time ago that they are the patron saints of troubled and lost souls. 
When Luke gets better and starts to help out, he’s constantly upset with himself because he used to help out at his aunt and uncle’s farm in the summers when he was a kid, and he knows how to do this stuff, but his prosthetic is really throwing him off and his body has sustained a lot of other injuries that make doing manual labor a much more different experience than it used to be, but everyone is really patient with him and helps him out, especially Din. At one point, Din is so nice that Luke just loses it, because he doesn’t understand how Din can be so kind and so patient, and care about him so much, and kind of calls himself broken and useless in front of Din, and Din gets super protective and grabs his hands (real and prosthetic) and tells him that he’s not broken or useless, and you’re so sweet and wonderful, and can’t you see? Ever since you’ve been here, everyone’s been so much happier, so much lighter. You’ve brought something precious to us, but most of all to me. And they’re standing really close and for a second Luke thinks Din is going to kiss him, but instead, Luke realizes that he’s crying, and Din just wraps his arms around him and holds him.
After that, time sort of blurs, marked by things like Grogu climbing into Luke’s bed because he sensed that he was having a nightmare, and Din waking up to find the pair of them coloring in a serene silence, Luke getting the hang of ranch life and his prosthetic and dealing with his panic attacks and flashbacks as they come, and Din enduring relentless badgering from his friends because hey, if you don’t marry Luke, I will and Fennec, you’re a lesbian and that doesn’t matter, it’ll be a marriage of twink and butch solidarity. And all the while, Din and Luke are spinning closer and closer towards each other, two suns hurtling in their orbit to the other with an inescapable certainty. 
When it finally happens, they’ve just gotten back from one of those cowboy dances (idk what they’re called...hoedowns? yeah okay) (and yes, I wanted to hit all of the cliches in the book, thank you very much), and Grogu’s fallen fast asleep on Luke’s shoulder. After they tuck him up all snug in his bed, they head out to the porch, because it’s raining outside, and the steady thrum of water droplets splattering on the roof and on the grass is the most soothing sound Luke has ever heard (aside from Din’s voice), and he’s a little too afraid to go to sleep and ruin his perfect night with a nightmare. They stand there for a while, silence binding them together, shoulders brushing every now and then, hesitant and questioning. Luke thinks about how Din had asked him to dance earlier, his lips tilted in a teasing, but achingly soft smile, and how his heart had pounded a tattoo to the shape of his ribs when they’d pushed up so close together, the fast, rowdy dances of the beginning of the night having faded to something lasting, something meaningful. Luke remembers the ball he’d run away from, how the dancing had been cold, almost jeering in a way, and Luke realizes how far he’s come, how different it is here. And suddenly, there isn’t a question in his mind anymore. He turns toward Din, who turns toward him, and when he leans forward, Din breathes an uncertain “Luke-”, but he doesn’t get to finish the thought. Luke kisses him, and he kisses back, and it’s just them. There are hands in hair and noses nudged together, and at some point, they move, without either of them releasing the other, into the house and into Din’s bedroom. Buttons are unbuttoned, and whole stretches of skin are kissed, and when it’s over, they curl up together, Din tucking his head into the crook of Luke’s neck and falling asleep there. 
When they wake up, Luke explains why he came here, why he ran away, all the while Din looks at him with his beautiful dark eyes and runs his hands through Luke’s hair, which is catching the sunlight filtering in through the window and making him look like he has a halo, all the while never once condemning him for keeping it a secret this whole time. After he’s finished, he expects some sort of shocked reaction-after all, his family’s pretty famous, but all Din does is kiss him and ask, “Wait, so you have a twin?” 
It’s so unexpected that Luke throws his head back and bursts into uncontrollable, and very contagious peals of laughter, and when he’s finally able to breathe again, he kisses Din’s forehead and murmurs, “I love you.” 
Din, who has been touch starved and lonely for years (no time for relationships when you’ve got a business to run and a toddler to raise), tears up and kisses him, too overwhelmed for words. But Luke understands.  
And then Grogu pushes his way into the room holding up a box of Frosted Flakes above his head and shaking it, as if to say, I’d like to eat now, please. 
Din and Luke stifle their smiles into the other’s shoulder, and when they get up, Luke can’t help but think that he’s finally where he belongs.
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It takes approximately .5 seconds for all the others to figure out they’re together now, and Cara and Bo-Katan (of all people) start cheering immediately, to Din and Luke’s shock. Boba and Fennec grumble and begrudgingly hand over a huge wad of cash each to Cara and Bo-Katan because they thought it would take them at least another two weeks to get together. Din’s very done with his friends at this point, but he takes one look at Luke’s flustered but smiling face and decides he won’t kill them all this time. 
And if everyone thought Luke was a lot of excitement for a humble ranch in the middle of nowhere, then they are in no way, shape, or form, prepared for when his very angry twin sister shows up with a himbo with a shit-eating grin and his 7 foot tall best friend she hired to track her brother down. 
(needless to say, Boba punches Han within two minutes of interaction).
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fanfictasia · 2 years
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Febuwhump Day 1
Head Wound
Spoiler: This is an excerpt from By My Side.
Grievous is the first to move, standing straighter and moving forwards, spinning his lightsabers. Anakin doesn’t wait for him to attack. He lunges forwards, unleashing a series of attacks on him before ducking and stepping back when the cyborg splits his arms in half and puts his other two hands to use. He would’ve been easy enough to defeat if he hadn’t, but Grievous isn’t stupid. (Most of the time.)
Anakin lets himself slip into the Force, letting it guide and time his movements. He gives ground when he needs to, trying to lead the fight away from the others. Dooku hasn’t arrived yet, for which he is grateful. He doesn’t know if he’d be able to fight them simultaneously.
Grievous’s style is… sloppy. It’s the first thing Anakin realizes. He doesn’t have much of a style, which makes it even more difficult to counter. The way the four lightsabers work together, constantly on the move, makes it difficult to find a weak spot anywhere.
The cyborg’s hands are metal, so Anakin has no qualms of chopping them off if he has to, but he’ll have to find an opening first.
He suspects the cyborg realizes what’s happening, because when Anakin finally finds an opening enough to lop off Grievous’s lower left hand, the other three lightsabers slash down towards his head. Anakin steps back, swinging his blade up to block them, and Grievous kicks him back into what he thinks is the Twilight.
He slams against the cold metal surface, stars swimming in his vision. Pain jars through his head and back. It’s not bad, but he should’ve paid more attention. It’s not enough to stop him, just to knock him down for a moment, except that he’s in danger of losing consciousness.
Instinctively, before Grievous can head towards him or the others, Anakin throws out a hand, sending a Force-shove at him that throws him across the hanger.
Anakin pushes himself up, but the hanger seems to tilt dangerously sideways, and he opts to stay where he is. His head is throbbing most of all, and it’s distracting. Most injuries are easy to ignore. He gives himself a moment to breathe, to feel the Force flowing through him, letting the pain flow away to nothing, before standing again. They need to keep moving.
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