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sithmyass · 4 years

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Hate Me - Anakin Skywalker

Warnings: SMUT! This is almost pure filth. There is some angst and cursing as well.

A/N: Blame @sarcastic-bubble for the amount of pure filth in this. That is all. (Don’t forget to send in requests!!)

“Canto Bight? That’s the super fancy, rich person planet, correct?” You ask, your chin resting thoughtfully against your hand. “Correct, General. And you’ll be going on this mission with Master Skywalker.” Obi wan explains, to which you let out a strangled groan. “I know of your feelings towards Master Skywalker, but please General, for the Republic, just get along with him.” “Easier said then done, but for the Republic, I will do as I must.” You agree, prompting Obi wan to place a tender hand on your shoulder. He offers you a smile before walking away.

You make your way to the hangar, delighted to find that you were alone. You quietly made your way up into the ship, sighing contently in the silence. You take the silence as an opportunity to meditate, and to hopefully level yourself before spending maker knows how long with the narcissistic, stuck up man that is Anakin Skywalker. Anakin and you had a past, a past that remains in secrecy. You and Anakin had previously been in a romantic relationship, which was kept between you two in order to protect yourselves from the Jedi Council.

Anakin was the sweetest, most selfless man in the beginning. That is, until you walked in on him sucking faces with Senator Amidala. You had truly experienced heartbreak in that moment, and without hesitation, left him. Since then, the interactions between you two had been few and far between, for good reason. You had done so well avoiding almost all contact with him for a year, until now. Now you were forced into this mission with him, and you couldn’t be more enraged.

While you dwell on the past, you completely miss Anakin walking up into the ship. “Y/N, are you ready to go?” He asks nonchalantly, placing his hand on your shoulder. “Touch me again, Anakin, and you’ll regret it.” You hiss, coming back to reality from your trace, coming face to face with the devil himself. “What did you just say to me?” He asks, hands on his hips. “You heard me.” You snap, “Touch me again and you’ll regret it. Now, move out of my way before I make you.” You push past him, making your way into the pilots seat in the cockpit.

“Oh no, there’s no way you’re piloting this ship with me on it.” Anakin said, raising his voice slightly. “You’re not the boss of me, Anakin.” You retort, continuing on with the take off procedures. Anakin reaches for your wrist, taking it in his fist to stop you from taking off. “I said, there’s no way I’m letting you pilot this ship.” “Let go of me.” You say between gritted teeth, refusing eye contact with the man before you. “Tell me why I should? If I let you pilot this ship, you’re likely to put us both in danger.”

“Forget it,” You start, standing up from the chair, pulling your wrist from his vice grip. You finally make eye contact with him, your eyes narrowing. “You’re a fucking asshole.” You spit, leaving the cockpit completely, Anakin takes a seat in the now vacated chair. “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out, Princess.” He picks up where you left off, lifting the ship from the ground, then taking off towards the stars.

The whole ride to Canto was silent. The tension between the two of you was so thick it could physically be cut by a knife. As you sit quietly, cleaning up the hilt of your lightsaber, you get a call from back at the Jedi temple. You push a button on the table, making Obi Wan’s body appear as a hologram before you. “General! How’s it going so far?” His overly excited voice was shattered the moment you began to talk. “I hate him, Obi Wan. He’s unbearable.” “I know, General. But as soon as the mission is over, you don’t have to go anywhere near him again. Now, have you looked in the compartments under the floor?”

You cock your brow, setting your saber down onto the table before you. “No..? What’s under there?” You ask, before getting up from your seat to dig in the floor. You pull up a sack, and look over to Obi wan’s hologram. He motions for you to continue,

and you oblige. You pull out a beautiful floor length blue dress, and hold it up before you. “Is this for..?” Obi Wan chuckles. “Yes, Y/N. That’s the dress you must wear into the casino if you want to keep your cover. Anakin has a matching suit in that sack as well.” You groan at the mention of him, having forgotten for a moment that he was even accompanying you on this mission.

“Now, do as you must to get the information on the Chancellor. You may have to get down to their level of sleaze to get anything, okay?” You nod, before realizing that the ship has landed. “We’ve landed, Obi Wan. I’ll contact you as soon as we’re back to the ship.” “May the Force be with you, General.” Obi replies, before the hologram disappears. Seconds later, Anakin appears in the doorway to the cockpit. You throw the suit at him without a word, stepping into the back of the ship to prepare yourself for the whirlwind that was to unfold before you.

After cleaning yourself up, you step out into the center of the ship. Anakin stood before you dressed in the matching suit to your dress, collar a complete mess. You walk up to him without a word, fix his collar quick and them make your exit from the ship. You had to land on the outskirts of the casino in order to not be caught, which meant having to walk the rest of the way to the casino through the sand. After barely a minute of attempting to walk in your heels, you stop and take your shoes off. You hold them tightly in your hands before continuing on, Anakin now at your side.

You slip your shoes on before you get too close, and slip your arm through Anakin’s. No matter how much you hated the man at your side, you had to put up a front to get anywhere in this mission. You make your way into the entrance, marveling at the beautiful interior decorations. Gold and silver littered the statutes and walls, reminding you just how much was at stake. You and Anakin walk over to the bar, and quickly order drinks. “Obi Wan said that the man were looking for has long, black hair, a gold tooth and a gold cane.” You pick your drink up as soon as it’s delivered and down the entire glass.

“Easy General, you have to be coherent to complete the mission.” Anakin warns, watching you order another drink. “Since when do you care?” You counter, and before Anakin could respond, he got a visual of the man. You pick up your drink as he grabs your shoulder, spinning you around. “You almost made me spill my drink!” You yell, and Anakin points to the man matching the given description out on the dance floor with four ladies surrounding him. “Guess this ones on me.” You sigh, setting your drink down as you fix your dress, making sure your chest was nearly spilling out before walking out onto the dance floor towards your guy.

He took note of you instantly, watching the way you swayed your hips and ran your fingers through your hair, mussing it up ever so perfectly. He inched his way closer to you, wrapping his arm around you from behind. “My my my, you sure are something.” He slurs, alcohol present on his breath. “Oh yeah? I bet you say that to all of the girls.” You tease, spinning around to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck. The man doesn’t hesitate to bury his face in your neck, leaving small bites along your collar bone.

Anakin had a front row seat to the spectacle. His grip overtime had tightened around his glass, watching how close you got to the man. He knows you’re not his, he knows he blew his chance. Yet, he can’t help but feel a pang of jealousy in his chest. As the man leant down to kiss your collar, Anakin about lost it. He slammed his cup down onto the bar, and began to walk towards the two of you, but stopped himself, not wanting his feelings to interrupt the mission.

The minutes ticked by, and eventually the man was drunk enough to allow his details on the Chancellor slip out. Once you had your information, you just had to slip away from the man, and back to Anakin... which proved to be the most difficult part of the mission. “I’m gonna go to the bar, alright?” You say into the man’s ear, causing his grip around your waist to tighten. “Oh no, you’re not leaving without showing me a good time, Doll.” You tried to twist from the man’s grip, but it wasn’t working. He moved his hand to your wrists, and begun to pull you off the dance floor.

Anakin noticed immediately, and pushed his way through the sea of bodies, trying to make it to you. He had girls pulling on him from every direction, trying to get him to dance with them, to which he pushed their hands away and moved faster. He finally made his way to you, and wrapped his arm around your waist, halting the man in his tracks. “Back off, bud. She’s claimed.” The man spits, trying to pull you closer to him, and farther from Anakin. “Yeah; by me. She’s mine.” Anakin growls, pulling you out of the mans grip and into his side. He leans down and places a kiss on your lips for good measure, and the man finally backs off. You grab Anakin by the hand and promptly leave the casino, and head back to your ship.

The wall back was silent, except for the movement of the sand beneath your feet. You make your way back onto the ship and place your shoes in a corner, and watch as Anakin makes his way up into the ship. “What made you think that was a good idea?” You immediately start, tearing into Anakin for his actions. “I had EVERYTHING under control!” He lets out a scoff. “Without me baby, you’d be in a room with some sleazy old man right about now.” The name slipped off his tongue so innocently, it lit a fire inside you. “Don’t call me that.”

“You’re unbearable.” Anakin quips, running his hand through his tamed hair. “Me? I’m unbearable? You’re so full of yourself, Anakin! I hate you!” You yell, stomping towards the bedroom on the back of the ship. Anakin is quick to follow you, slamming the door behind him. “I wish I never laid eyes on you, I wish I never fell for you, I wish I never dated you, Anakin!” You scream, throwing a pillow at him. “Yeah? Is that why you’re still out there trying to replace me? Because you wish you never dated me?” He scoffs, catching the pillow easily. You stood quiet for a second. “Did you at least think of me, while you had your tongue down her throat?” You scowl, throwing another pillow at him.

“Did I ever mean anything to you, Anakin? Or was all of it a lie?” You yell, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. “Everything you saw, Everything you think you feel about me is all wrong. It’s all a lie. But I never lied about my feelings for you.” Anakin says softly, setting the pillows back down onto the bed. “I hate myself for putting you through that.. I try to act like it never happened, but it did. And there’s nothing I can do about it. I fucked up.” Anakin says, defeated as he slumps down onto the bed. “I’m sorry, Y/N.”

You stop for a moment, thinking he could actually be sincere. But then you think of all the pain and hurt he put you through. All of the sleepless nights, all of the days wondering why you weren’t good enough for him. “I-I don’t believe you.” You stutter, turning your back towards him. “Let me prove it.” He pleads, and you turn to face him. He moves closer to you, taking your hand softly into his. He gently presses his lips to your knuckles, and looks into your eyes. “I don’t deserve it.. but if you’ll give me the chance to prove myself.. I promise you, Angel. I promise i’ll show you how sorry I truly am.” He keeps pressing kisses into your knuckles, waiting impatiently for a response.

You turn around, giving into his temptations. He smiles when you face him, and he pulls you down onto the bed next to him, before moving himself so he’s hovering over you. “If you’ll have me..” He whispers, before placing soft kisses against your shoulder. “I’ll devote the rest of my life to proving how sorry I am..” He hovers his lips over yours, before gently pressing them to yours. The electricity from the kiss flowed between the two of you like a raging river, prompting you to deepen the kiss. You place your hands gently on the sides of his cheeks, pulling him impossibly closer to you.

He breaks the kiss, and places a quick peck to the corner of your lips, then trails all the way down to your shoulder, stopping to pay special attention to your collarbones. He allows one hand to slip behind your back, pulling the zipper on your dress gently, his knuckles brushing lightly against your spine. He kisses your shoulders again, pulling the fabric from your chest, claiming the fresh skin with his lips. You can’t help but allow your hands to get lost in his brown locks, never wanting to let them go ever again.

He pushes the dress down farther to reveal your bare chest, and he wastes no time, taking one of your breasts into his mouth, the other getting attention from his free hand. You let out a small moan, having missed the feeling of him taking your body in every way he knew that would please you. He continues his trek down your body, kissing his way past your navel, leaving small love bites along the hem of your panties before pushing them off, along with the rest of your dress.

You pull him back up to your face by his tie, loosening it once he was level with you. You slip the tie over his head before throwing it somewhere in the room. He removes his suit jacket, and goes for his belt while you tackle the button up. You push apart the shirt, leaning up to kiss down his toned abdomen. He shimmies out of his pants and boxers in record time, leaving you to admire and appreciate his manhood; something you hadn’t done in a long, long time. You reached down for his length, but he was quick to push your hands away. “Not tonight. Tonight is all about you, Angel.”

He pushes you gently back against the mattress, using the force to hold you still as he settles between your legs. He sucks light bruises into the supple flesh of your thighs before licking one clean stripe up your slit. Your head flies back into the mattress, while your hands find their way back to his curls. He continues his assault tortuously slow, savoring you as if you were his last meal. “So sweet..” He hums, swirling his tongue around your clit gently. “..could do this forever..” He moans, sending vibrations straight to your core. “Ani..” You moan, arching your back up off the mattress.

“Be still, Angel..” He muses, before slipping one finger inside of you, while his tongue circles your clit. You can feel the knot in your stomach getting tighter with each passing moment, and Anakin seems to notice. “Getting close, Angel?” He asks, to which you whimper in reply. He adds another finger, and begins to draw out the alphabet against you with his tongue. Your legs begin to involuntarily shake, and he hooks them over his shoulders to keep them out of his way. He keeps up his relentless pace, sending you spiraling, your vision going white with pleasure.

He laps up all of your juices, not letting a single drop go to waste. He sucks his fingers clean before wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. “You’re absolutely delicious, darling..” He smiles, catching your lips in a sweet kiss. “Now, since tonight is all about you.. tell me how you want me.” “I don’t care, Ani. As long as you’re inside me, i’m happy.” You tease, biting gently on his swollen lip. “Well then, I’ve got an Angel to please..” He begins, as he hovers over you, lining himself up with your entrance. He slides himself between your folds to gather some slick before pushing himself deep inside you.

He bottoms out, tip pushing against your cervix. You let out a small breath as you adjust to his size, and nod when you want him to move. He begins to thrust in and out, nearly pulling out completely each time before pushing himself all the way back in. You reach up for his cheek, pulling him down and connecting your lips in a passionate kiss. You could feel every inch of him with each thrust, his sloppy kisses adding to the state of bliss you were currently in. You moan against his lips, letting out small whimpers here and there. “Mm.. ride me..” He suggests, never removing his lips from yours.

You flip over, putting your hands on his chest to steady yourself as you began to grind down onto his length. You broke the kiss to throw your head back, the new angle hitting your spot perfectly. You keep grinding, letting out the most obscene moans each time he brushed against your spot. “That’s it, Angel.. Just like that..” He praises, his hands holding onto your hips as he begins to thrust up into you, meeting you halfway. You lean back, hands wrapping around his calves to steady yourself. He takes the opportunity to bring one of his hands to toy with your clit again. “An-i.. I..” You begin, but he cuts you off. “Sh sh sh.. it’s okay Angel.. i’ve got you..” He allows you to take full control, leaning forward to steady yourself on his chest as you begin to bounce your hips quickly, the sound of flesh hitting flesh filling the room.

You feel your second orgasm of the night approaching, and fall against Anakin’s chest, meaning his name as you release around his cock, which triggers his orgasm. He releases inside of you, too fucked out to care about the possible consequences. He keeps himself inside of you as he smooths your hair down and kisses your forehead. “Angel..” He says after a moment, and you look up at him. “I’m sorry. For everything. Truly, from the bottom of my heart, you’re the one I love. I made a stupid mistake, and I hope you can accept my apology.” You kiss his lips softly, before smiling at him. “You’re gonna have to prove it some more, Ani.”

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jasontoddiefor · 4 years

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Summary: Sometimes your best friend calls you at 3 am because his citizenship isn’t valid anymore, his marriage not legally acknowledged, and he kind of needs to marry you so he isn’t kicked out of the country. A comedy of errors in which Obi-Wan, Anakin and Padmé don't take the long road to becoming a family, but certainly the most complicated one. Marriage of convenience, ObiAniDala style.

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It's a beautiful night, we're looking for something dumb to do Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you

- Bruno Mars, Marry You

There were many things Obi-Wan didn’t expect at 3 am, such as somebody breaking into his house, which was possible but unlikely, or the apocalypse finally starting, which was impossible and unlikely. Mostly, he didn’t expect anything because he had grown out of his wild university student years and went to bed at reasonable hours so he was fast asleep at 3 am.

However, panicked calls from Anakin Skywalker were kind of normal.

Not that they should be, but they happened much more frequently than Obi-Wan cared to admit. Whether Anakin was fifteen or twenty-five, nothing much had changed in that time, not even the ringtone of Obi-Wan’s phone for him, only its model.

Tiredly, Obi-Wan reached for his phone in the dark, finding it somewhere on his night table.

“Hello?” he muttered into the speaker, not quite coherent yet.

“Obi-Wan!”

At the sound of Anakin’s panicked voice, Obi-Wan immediately sat up, all exhaustion forgotten. Over the years, the kind of tone Anakin’s voice reached when he was alarmed, had become an immediate trigger for Obi-Wan, forcing him to operate as if he were ready to give a three-hour lecture on the integration of the sonnet into English poetry.

“Anakin, is everything alright?” he asked, unnecessarily, as Anakin immediately began babbling over Obi-Wan.

“Can you come over, right now, we need your help.”

It took Obi-Wan barely a split second to register what exactly Anakin was asking. He glanced at the clock – it was the middle of the night. What could have happened- He sucked in a sharp breath.

“Are the twins alright?”

The only thing Obi-Wan could think of was that something had happened to the twins. The six-months-olds had had quite the ordeal behind them already. They had been born too early and Padmé, already weakened by the difficult pregnancy, had struggled during the birth. There had been too many complications and Obi-Wan still remembered that horrendous night, the long hours sitting next to Anakin in the waiting room, not knowing what was happening to Padmé.

And afterwards, he had spent quite a few nights over at their cramped home – meant for two adults, not two adults and two babies – helping them out. Padmé had rested and recovered while Anakin had cared for the children and her, and Obi-Wan had just made sure that everything in-between had run smoothly. Anakin and Padmé both had thanked him countless times already, but Obi-Wan didn’t know what for. They were his best friends, he was the twins’ godfather. If he didn’t come to help them, what kind of friend was he?

“No, the twins are alright,” Anakin reassured him immediately, though his voice didn’t lose any of its panic. “I just- I need to marry you. Kind of right now immediately, preferably before the weekend is over.”

“What.” Obi-Wan thought he had misheard. “Anakin, what are you talking about?”

“Can you just-“

Anakin’s voice faded from the speaker. Obi-Wan could hear some bickering, then a new person spoke. Padmé’s voice was lighter, higher than usual as well, but not quite as panicked as Anakin’s.

“Hello, Obi-Wan. Sorry for disturbing you at this hour but we have a problem. Could you be so kind and come over?”

“…Sure,” Obi-Wan replied after a pause. “Could you just give me ten minutes to get dressed?”

“You have still got some of your clothes here,” Anakin‘s voice rang out again, before he suddenly yelped and hissed, muttering something about sharp elbows. “Just- hurry, please.”

And so it came to be that Obi-Wan, dressed because he was not a heathen and it was chilly at night still, walked out of his house at three in the morning, and jumped into his car to drive downtown to the little apartment near the university campus that Anakin and Padmé shared. They had been meaning to move out since before they had even learned Padmé was expecting, but they hadn’t had the funds at first and then the time and now they were still living there. They were planning to move once the twins were a little older and easier to handle, but Obi-Wan already foresaw that this wouldn’t be any easier for them.

When he pulled into their street, Anakin was already standing in front of their house, dressed in an oversized hoodie and long, dark pants that were much too warm for this weather. The desert kid in Anakin would always make him freeze at all times. Summertime was alright, but during winter Anakin was always the first to get sick and cold and be absolutely miserable all around. He then always took great pleasure in sticking his hands and feet beneath the next warm willing body. Or unwilling if Anakin was sure you loved him enough to let him put his freezing hands on you.

Obi-Wan parked his car and was not even halfway out it when Anakin grabbed his hands and pretty much dragged him inside and then up through the staircase to his apartment. He didn’t say a word as he opened up the door, but his expression was concerning enough.

The apartment was slightly messier than when Obi-Wan had last seen it, clothes, photos, and documents alike flying around everywhere.

“So,” Obi-Wan asked as he looked around. “What is going on?”

Anakin opened his mouth, ready to let it all fall from his lips, but then shut his mouth and shook his head so that instead of replying, he was pushing Obi-Wan into his and Padmé’s bedroom. The bedroom was the biggest room in their small apartment. Their living room also doubled as offices and the kitchen was just cramped enough that it was full when you stood there with two people, doing absolutely nothing. In comparison to that, the bedroom was giant, even if it didn’t look like it with the wardrobe, bed, and the twins’ crib in it.

The babies were sleeping soundly in their crib while Padmé was sitting upright on the bed, her laptop in front of her, and another stack of documents lying around her.

“Good morning, Padmé” Obi-Wan greeted her.

She just smiled tiredly at him and waved.

“Morning, Obi-Wan, and sorry for all of this.” She gestured towards the documents and then at Anakin, who had already dropped on the bed, his head now resting on Padmé’s lap.

“Nothing I’m not already used to,” Obi-Wan replied, kicked off his shoes, and sat down next to Anakin’s legs. The first couple of times he had been around, he had been uncomfortable claiming a spot here, but he had long since gotten used to it.

“So,” he repeated his earlier question. “What is going on and why do I need to marry Anakin?”

“We have run into a major problem,” Pamdé said. “We got mail this morning. Yesterday morning.”

She paused and glanced at the watch on her wrist before sighing and handing Obi-Wan one of the papers he accepted quickly. “Anyway, we got mail from the state saying that Anakin has to leave the country next week or face legal consequences.”

“What?” Obi-Wan replied. “Wait, how can that be?”

He glanced down at the letter Padmé had given him, and true enough, it was an official one.

Obi-Wan was well aware that Anakin’s citizenship hadn’t always been in the clear. His mother had been brought to this country as a worker with no documents or even the right to decide what to do with herself. Anakin’s documents had been equally shady right up until Obi-Wan’s father had cleared them up. It was how they had met – Qui-Gon Jinn introducing little Anakin Skywalker and his mother, the latest cases of immigrants his law firm was helping, to Obi-Wan. The then 9-year-old Anakin had latched onto Obi-Wan pretty quickly. They had been friends ever since and gone through thick and thin together and some not so pretty years as well.

But all in all, Anakin shouldn’t have any trouble with his citizenship, especially not now. And if Anakin had trouble, Shmi would certainly as well.

“I don’t know!” Anakin said and threw up his hands. “We already called the residents’ registration office but they said that due to some-” He waved his hands, replacing the legal jargon with gestures. “-they don’t count anymore because they were bound to some temporary stay. I have no idea.”

Obi-Wan ran his hand through his hair. He knew some of the goings-on tied to immigration laws due to his father, but not all of them. However, he was still sure that whatever was going on here, it wasn’t correct.

“Okay, but we can get those renewed. It’s terrible right now, but we can file in a complaint and fight the order. It might take a few months, but I’m sure we can figure it out.”

Anakin only shook his head. “I don’t have a few months. It’s out now or fines or prison or something and we don’t exactly got the money.”

“But you’re married?” Obi-Wan frowned and looked at Padmé whose face had twisted into something dark and angry like he’d never seen before.

“That’s the second thing we’re wondering about. Our marriage, apparently, is not legally binding. And they just discovered it. Again, it’s something about my citizenship and the fact that we didn’t marry here but in Naboo. It’s freaking ridiculous but whenever we ask or try to inquire what we can do, I get told to go back to where I came from like I ever actually came from anywhere on Tatooine!”

Anakin’s voice got a little louder and they froze when suddenly a quiet whine rang out in the room. Simultaneously, the three of them turned to look at the crib.

“Oh, no, no, no-“ Anakin muttered and moved to get up, but Obi-Wan was quicker and closer.

“I’ll get them,” he said and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. Obi-Wan stood up and walked over to the crib, picking up Leia first who stared up at him with her brown eyes. Their newborn blue coloring had darkened after only a couple weeks already, but Luke’s were still as blue as Anakin’s.

“Hey, little lady,” Obi-Wan whispered, holding Leia close before he gave her to Padmé. Then, turning around, saw that Luke was watching him as well.

“You too, darling?” He asked and took him into his arms before sitting down on the bed again, careful so that he wasn’t shaking Luke awake. With both children settled into Padmé and Obi-Wan’s arms, Anakin continued.

“So, the bottom line is, I don’t have anything that says I’m a Coruscant citizen or married to Padmé so the only thing we could think of was that I get married to somebody who has citizenship and therefor get to stay here like that until we figure out what’s actually going on.”

Anakin’s shoulders dropped. “Sorry to spring this on you like this but we are kind of desperate here. And if I don’t have citizenship and something happens to Padmé, the twins-“

Anakin doesn’t even have to say it out loud. Obi-Wan would know exactly where the twins would go.

“This is horrible,” he said. “And truly nothing else has worked out? Have you called any lawyers?”

“About a hundred,” Padmé sighed. “None of them can help and we couldn’t reach your father either.”

Right, Qui-Gon was on a humanitarian trip on… Obi-Wan didn’t even know. He hadn’t spoken to his father in a while, not since their last big fight. He really hadn’t been in the mood to put up with him.

“Okay,” Obi-Wan said, letting the thought take shape in his mind. “So, marriage?”

“Just for a short while,” Padmé reassured him. “It doesn’t have to be for long, only until we can get this sorted out again and then you can get divorced and we’ll bake you another cake as a thank you. We are really sorry about this and I know it sounds stupid but-“

“Hey, none of this is your fault,” Obi-Wan replied and with his one free arm, gently squeezed Padmé’s shoulder. “We’ll figure it out. Besides, marrying Anakin isn’t the worst thing I have done out of the blue.”

Anakin only eyed him suspiciously and Obi-Wan couldn’t help grinning. Anakin knew some of the really dumb things Obi-Wan had gotten into, but not all of them.

“How is this not the worst you have ever done,” Anakin echoed. “You’re marrying me so I can stay in the country.”

Obi-Wan could think of plenty of other things and was suddenly, for once, very happy he could use Anakin’s obliviousness to cheer him up.

“You don’t know what Quinlan and I got up to in our youth.”

“The more you mention it, the more do I think that I really don’t want to know it either,” Anakin muttered, shaking his head. Then he took a deep breath, eyes closed. A moment passed and only then he continued speaking. “But- you’ll do it-?”

“Of course, Anakin. You’re my best friend. How could I not help you out?” Obi-Wan watched the baby sleeping soundly in his arms, entirely unaware of the troubles his parents were in. They had gone through enough chaos in the last year, the least he could do was help them out. “When do you need to get married?”

“Tomorrow morning. Or today. At least if we want the paperwork to go through smoothly and quickly enough.” Anakin looked at Padmé who nodded in confirmation.

“And we’ll need somebody to marry us- Oh, hell, where will we even get somebody to marry us on such short notice?”

It was late spring, the season most couples decided to get married. The offices would be full and getting somebody who could marry them even just today-

Obi-Wan blinked.

“Quinlan is ordained.”

“What?”

Padmé and Anakin stared at him with deadpan expressions. Obi-Wan supposed this would make more sense to them if the two had spent more time around Quinlan than just a couple hours whenever their paths crossed at Obi-Wan’s birthday parties. His childhood friend was a wild spirit and Obi-Wan still wasn’t exactly sure what his job was, he seemed to change it every month. He did, however, have an amazing repertoire of skills and being ordained was just amongst them. He had married Luminara and Shaak Ti a couple of years back.

“I can call him,” Obi-Wan offered.

“Right now?” Padmé raised her brow. “Don’t you think he’ll be mad?”

“He’s used to such things,” Obi-Wan replied. “Kind of the same way I’m used to getting called from you at 3 in the morning, Anakin.”

Anakin had the decency to smile sheepishly.

“Are you sure?” Padmé continued. “This can wait until morning-“

“Except that it really can’t,” Obi-Wan interrupted her softöy. “Not if we want to make sure this is airtight.”

With some trouble as he was still holding Luke, Obi-Wan fished his phone out of his pants’ pocket and searched for Quinlan’s contact. Once he found it, he dialed the newest phone number he had, hoping it was still the correct one. It rang a couple of times before the other accepted the call and Obi-Wan put him on speaker.

“Obi-Wan!” Quinlan shouted, slightly slurring Obi-Wan’s name. “My man! What’s going on?” In the background, Obi-Wan could hear loud music. Quinlan must be out partying then. Obi-Wan hadn’t even known that there were clubs that were open on a Wednesday night at this hour still. But then again, their city had a very large university district.

“Quinlan, are you still ordained?” Obi-Wan asked.

“Am I still my main? Main what? Video game character?”

“Ordained,” Obi-wan repeated patiently. “Can you marry people?”

“Oh, yeah, sure! Just got my license renewed last week. Who needs to get married?”

“Me,” Obi-Wan said. “And Anakin Skywalker? Tall, blond, blue eyes, math genius-“

“I know your other half, Obi-Wan, honestly. And holy, shit, you’re finally marrying him?”

Obi-Wan paused to look up from his phone into the faces of Padmé and Anakin who looked just as confused as him.

“What do you mean finally-“ Obi-Wan stopped. Honestly, it didn’t matter. “Yes, sure. We need to get married tomorrow morning. Well, today actually. Is that possible?”

“Sure, I just need to get some documents from the department and it’ll be done. I need your ID and that’s about it. Any preferences for a location? There is this super neat gazebo in the main park. It’s a little out of the way so there are no people, would be great for wedding phots- holy fuck, does your father even know? Or is he still stuck in... where is he again?”

“Does it matter?” Obi-Wan replied. “Look, I just need to get married as soon as possible.”

“Okidoki, I’ll come to your house then? Or to that park?”

“We’ll l meet you at the park,” Anakin spoke up.

“Oh! Hey Anakin! You here as well?”

Padmé raised her hand to her mouth in an attempt to stifle her laughter, but Obi-Wan doubted it mattered. Quinlan probably wouldn’t even hear it over all that background noise.

“Obi-Wan, put you on speaker,” Anakin said meanwhile.

“Cool, cool, see you tomorrow morning then at... what time?”

The earlier they got it done, the better, Obi-Wan figured. “What time are you up again?”

“Club closes at five, so, we can do this at six? No, wait. Eight. I need the documents.”

“Eight it is then,” Obi-Wan agreed. “Good night, Quinlan, have fun and see you then.”

“Bye-bye!”

Obi-Wan ended the call and stared at his phone just a moment longer. This had not gone as he had expected, somewhere in the back of his mind he thought it should be more difficult to get married, and yet, somehow, it apparently was all working out correctly.

“So, that’s it?” Anakin asked shakily.

“Yes,” Obi-Wan answered. “That’s it.”

He thought he should feel weird about it, he had never considered marriage before in any capacity, but instead, all Obi-Wan could feel was relief.

“Oh, thank the heavens,” Anakin muttered and then pretty much threw himself at Obi-Wan as carefully as he could without waking Luke in the process. He wrapped obi-wan in a tight hug, the kind where he buried his face in the crook of Obi-Wan’s neck and didn’t let go for a while. “Just, thank you so much.”

“No problem, Anakin. Anything for you, dear one.”

“No, really,” Padmé said. “We can’t thank you enough. You have been helping out with the twins and now this and- we can never make this up to you.”

“I’d never ask you to make it up to me because you don’t have to.” Trying to ease the tension of this situation somewhat, Obi-wan smiled softly. “I’ll be content with some more cake. You’re mother’s recipe?”

Anakin laughed, still a little shaky, but he didn’t look like hell anymore at least.

“That one? Sure, I can make that,” Anakin answered. “It’ll be our wedding cake then. Then I’ll have eaten it twice at my own wedding already. Not that it’s a lot, but it’s still kind of weird to have done it twice.”

He then carefully took Luke from Obi-Wan’s arms and then lied down on the bed again, the baby still asleep on his chest. “I think I’ll stay just like this until this is over.”

“Maybe get some proper sleep instead?” Obi-suggested. “You need some rest after this stress.. both of you,” he added, pointedly looking at Padmé.

“We’ll be fine, we always are,” she said. “And you should get some sleep as well.”

Obi-Wan stood up and stretched. “I will, I’m already missing my bed.”

His two friends immediately frowned at him, their expressions easily telling Obi-Wan that they were not agreeing with the decision he had reached just now.

“You’re not driving home now, it’s bad enough we made you come here at this hour,” Padmé insisted. “Besides bed is big enough, you can sleep here with us.”

“I don’t want to impose-“

“You’re not imposing.”

“The sofa then-“

“Obi-wan,” Anakin inserted. “Don’t make me tie you to the bed again.”

Padmé looked at them both, then began to grin. “Honestly, your conversations are a delight to listen to out of context. But really, Obi-Wan, our sofa sucks. You know our sofa sucks. We’ll just put the twins to sleep again in the crib and you can fit in here.”

Obi-Wan thought about complaining for another second, but he’d only lie to himself. He didn’t want to drive home now. He was incredibly tired and the risk of falling asleep while driving now that all the adrenaline had left him was not as low as it should be.

“Fine,” he finally admitted defeat.

And then, as before, he took Luke from Anakin’s arms and put him back in his crib, then he took Leia from Pamdé’s arms and set her down next to her brother. The twins looked absolutely adorable and already much bigger than they had when they had come from the hospital. Seeing them grow up healthy was a greater comfort than anything else.

Obi-Wan then stepped out of his pants, contemplating keeping on his socks in case Anakin decided his feet were cold and took them off anyway, and kept his shirt. Obi-Wan walked away from the crib towards the light switch and turned it, drowning the room in pitch black. He stumbled across the ground towards the bed and crawled under the banket. It was, as expected, heavier and warmer than anything he would sleep in.

He laid down on the left side of the bed, his back to Anakin, who took great pleasure in immediately tangling his legs with Obi-Wan’s while wrapping his arms around Padmé.

“Good night,” he said and yawned.

“Good night,” the couple replied.

And the three of them fell into a sleep next to one another.

#star wars #Anakin Skywalker #obi wan kenobi #padmé amidala #obianidala #fanfic

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soclonely · 3 years

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I know you have been less with your OCs but would Lenani mind coming in with some juicy gossip? Its been a hard month spending the holidays alone, and her posts always make me laugh. I don't have republic credits but I can offer a hug!

*Lenani pushes the mun out of the way before can answer* OF COURSE you can anon! I am still here and happy to serve. Now, normally I would need credits for this info but... You deserve a good day!

For some of the Jedi:

1) Anakin Skywalker went on another “meditation retreat” according to the Jedi that pop in here. But everyone knows he was trying to suck up to his wife Padme for missing their anniversairy and then sneaking up on one of her handmaidens, thinking it was her and trying to smooch the poor girl

2) Master Obi Wan was recently seen spinning the signs outside of the Tattoine Sand-witch shop on the upper levels, you know, the one ran by a daothmirian lady? Anyway. People say he picked up the job to hide from Anakin and he is actually really good at it. Anyway, They have a mean Rylothian Reuban. I suggest you check it out!

3) Master Yoda is known as the king of boogie. He comes in here during disco night and rocks platform shoes too!

4) Master Windu put an entire area of sand in his room at the temple JUST so Skywalker won’t come in and bug him about the council.

5) Ki-Adi-Mundi wears wookie socks as winter hats!

6) Kit Fisto got one of his head tentacles chomped by Skywalker one day because the he thought it was a worm crawling on the table when Master Fisto bent down to pick something up. The relationship is tender right now.

NOW onto some of the juicy details I have been collecting about some of our favorite troopers around the Galaxy.

1) You know Commander Colt of @the-rancor-battalion? Well, I heard from a reliable source (Hirani of the solar legion) that he uses bacon grease to moisturize his dry and scaly elbows.

2) Commander Fox of @officialcoruscantguard sleepwalks and has ended up at Dex’s diner a few times at 3 in the morning sleep eating pancakes! He has tooka PJs and blurrg slippers if you were curious.

3) It takes @comdr-bly 3 hours to get ready in the morning. His men say he likes to flex and pose in the mirror most of the time.

4) @tup-ika-5385 has an impressive coloring book collection, and not the kid kind! He is really great at the cool ones with all the little spaces that are supposed to help you clear your mind. He also is getting taller everyone!

5) @clonetrooperdogma probably won’t admit it, but he really likes flowers. Of course he probably wouldnt keep them because of some dumb regulation about them not being allowed. But if you sent him some, the legend is he might actually smile.

6) Waxer of @theofficial212th recently picked up a second job somewhere along with Wooley because they want to help buy General Kenobi a sewn in locator for his robe and a wrist strap for his Lightsaber

7) @coric-the-medic is up for an award made by some of the jedi for being a dedicated medic and brother.

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gredandforge01 · 4 years

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Star Wars Preferences: How You Met

• A N A K I N S Y K W A L K E R •

It was funny, really, how you met. You were minding your own business at a quiet diner, taking a sip of your drink before your hot soup was served to you. You muttered a thank you and made the stupid decision not to blow it before you took a mouthful. Immediately you regret it and spat it out at what you thought was the floor but you soon realised it was someone's feet, you looked up nervously. Anakin looked down at you with his mouth wide open, they were new shoes too. Obi-Wan stood behind, laughing so hard.

• O B I - W A N K E N O B I •

The council realised you were force sensitive and wanted to train you, even though you were way too old to start your training. A mysterious man in a cream coloured cloak stood on the other side of the room, listening to the councils bicker on who was too train you. Some didn't and some did but they didn't want to train you themselves. As if everyone in the room all got the same idea at the same time, all heads turned towards Master Kenobi, silently wishing they'd pick him to train you. He immediately agreed and come out of the shadows of the corner of the room - and gods, was he beautiful.

• P O E D A M E R O N •

You and Leia made your way down the quiet corridor to get to the main part of the ship, you were her new protector, as you may call it. Just then a man came and almost crashed into you and you were ready to raise your blaster to eliminate the threat. Leia put a hand on top of yours, a comforting silence made you realise that he meant no harm. He looks at you almost apologetic before talking to Leia about a possible mission to help fight off the First Order. Once he had finished his rant, he turned to you and asked if you liked his idea, to which you didn't reply because you were too caught up in his beauty - and for damn sure did Leia tease you about it.

• T H E M A N D A L O R I A N •

This little green fellow had tapped your feet, it's big eyes staring up at you with adoration. You tried to awe at it as you picked it up and moved it over to your bench, offering it some food and a drink. Loud footsteps were heard before what seemed like a blaster to be cocked in your direction, you turned, seeing a man in a helmet. He almost seemed to be taken back by your beauty as he stopped dead in his tracks. The Child behind you giggled and jumped from the table to you, resting on your shoulders before giving you in what seemed to be a kiss on the cheek. The Mandalorian slowly lowered his blaster, you were not threat.

• K Y L O R E N •

You heard the ships and tie-fighters all land before you saw that they were much closer to you than expected. You ran through the snowy ground, realising you were hardly getting anywhere and the sound of Storm Troopers were closing in on you. You may have escaped death on your home planet, but now the First Order were after you again to finish the job. You turned to see if they were following you before swinging back around and smacking straight into a body, you looked up - it was Kylo Ren. He stared down at you, analysing you through his mask before offering his hand to take.

• G E N E R A L H U X •

You were Snoke's new apprentice, training along side Kylo. You bowed before your master, agreeing to his plans before standing up and making your way out. As you do, Kylo turns the corner and gives you a nod as you do the same before another man turned the corner and almost smacked into you. He was about to yell at you, tell you off for getting in his personal space but as he looked down at you, he was lost for words; much like you were at this point. You heard someone clear their throat loudly and turn to see Kylo impatiently waiting for the man to follow - but not before he smirked at the both of you.

• L U K E S K Y W A L K E R •

You watched curiously as the fish below you slowly crept into the basket at your feet. You were overjoyed that you'd finally be eating tonight, as the days before there was no fish to get. A ship landed a few feet away from you and you groaned as the fish got scared and scattered away in a hurry. You watched as a man and woman emerged from the ship and were bickering before a Wookie and another man emerged, as you both made eye contact, you knew it was love at first sight.

• H A N S O L O •

You heard his voice before you saw him, Maker, he was loud and obnoxious and you had a headache. You knew as soon as you saw him that he was the guy that wouldn't shut up and turned to him and scowled him for being so loud. He seemed amused by your frustration towards him, and as he came closer to you, you realized that he was indeed beautiful. He apologized sarcastically and you rolled you eyes - another play boy, it seemed.

• F I N N •

Your brother, Poe, had just given you the special assignment of cleaning his X-Wing, you were amazed he would let anyone touch his beauty other than himself. You were happy before you always thought that Poe had the best X-Wing in the Galaxy and quickly got to work at cleaning all the controls in his cockpit. As the younger sibling, he wouldn't let you fly just yet but you knew he would teach you one day when the First Order was dealt with. You felt someone watch you from the distance and saw a beautiful dark-skinned man watching you, as soon as he saw that you were looking and quickly turned and kept walking, a blush on his handsome face.

• C A L K E S T I S •

Cere had found you in your hardest time, when the Empire had tortured you and left you for dead. She took you in and cared for you when no one else did and you were truly greatness. The Empire wanted you because he believed you were Force-Sensitive, which you were but because you were only just figuring out your powers, he grew frustrated with you and tortured you. You laid on the couch of the Mantis and someone cleared their throat, you looked up at this man and saw he has beautiful red hair and green eyes - you audibly gasped at his beauty and he blushed.

#anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #poe dameron #the mandalorian #kylo ren #general hux #luke skywalker #han solo #finn #cal kestis #star wars #star wars preferences #imagines #star wars imagines

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awkward-radar-tech · 6 years

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An Awkward Tech: Part 5

Summary: It has been 3 months since Matt stayed over at your apartment for the first time, and your relationship is going stronger than ever. His family is having a group dinner, and he invites you to come along and meet the rest of his family.

A/N: Surprise! I finished this finally! I hope you all enjoy, I have like two or three more parts planned, and anything else I think of for these love birds. Larger time jumps to come.

Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3 – Part 4 – Part 6 – Part 7 – Part 8 – Part 9 – Part 10

It was the perfect afternoon, you and Matt finally went to the diner in dapper attire for lunch and now the two of you were sitting in his garden enjoying a picnic while watching the sunset. Life was good with Matt, you loved each other dearly and you couldn’t imagine life with anybody else. His brothers have become less of a nuisance to you, mainly they just say hi if they happen to be around and continue doing whatever they need. One time you, Ally, and the triplets went out for lunch because Ally wanted to approve of this triplet dynamic, and both you and Matt ultimately regretted it because Ally, Ben, and Kylo got along swimmingly and began to trade embarrassing stories about the two of you. And now apparently they have hung out together many times, trading more stories, talking about how grossly in love the two of you are, and bonding so when they become “in-laws” it won’t be awkward as Ally put it to you. You and Matt haven’t even been dating a year yet, just over 7 months, and Ally, Ben, and Kylo believe you’re going to get married. Neither of you have met the others parents yet. You did your best to ignore Ally’s comments, you couldn’t bring yourself to think too far ahead in your relationship.

Matt tapped you on the shoulder, “Hey Angel, you have been offly quiet, is something wrong?”

“Oh no. I’m just thinking about how much I love you Matty.”

“I love you too, princess. I have a question for you.”

“What is it?”

“My family is having a dinner next week, and I was wondering if you would like to come with me. They all are eager to meet you, so you wouldn’t be intruding, but it will be everyone.”

“What exactly does everyone mean?”

“My brothers, my parents, my maternal uncle, his daughter, my non-biological uncle, my maternal grandma and grandpa, and my mom and uncle’s godfather who is basically my great uncle.”

“Oh wow, that is a large family. I think I’ll come with you, get meeting them all out of the way in one event. And do I get names, or do I have to wait until later?”

“You can have names now. In the order I told you there is Ben, Kylo, Leia, Han, Luke, Rey, Lando Calrissian, Padmé, Anakin, and Obi-Wan ‘Ben’ Kenobi. And yes, Ben is named after him, he helped take care of Luke and mom when grandma Padmé got sick after they were born, and he continued to be a large part of their lives, and now their kids’ lives.”

“That is amazing. What is the story about Lando?”

“Oh, he is a long time friend of my dad’s. My dad has known him just about as long as Uncle Chewie, who I’m not sure yet if he is able to make it. I hope he is, Chewie is the best.”

“Is Chewie his real name?”

“Naw, it is just a nickname he got as a teen. He is very tall and hairy, and where he is from there is this legend about a Sasquatch type thing called Chewbacca, hence Chewie. I don’t even know his real name. I think he legally changed it to Chewie, too.”

“Your family seems very interesting.”

“It most definitely is. I’m excited for you to meet them.”

“I’m excited to meet them.”

The next week, you incessantly text Matt about what to wear for the 8 hours leading to the time he was going to be picking you up. You sent him questions, pictures of the clothes laid on your bed, mirror selfies, pictures you made Ally take of you, links to clothes you could run to the mall and buy, and just general comments of nervousness. He eventually just called you to help calm you down. He told you an outfit to wear, and reassured you that it was perfect. Matt knew this whole mess was due to your nerves about meeting his family, mostly his parents, and he did his best to comfort you.

To help calm you, he arrived early so the two of you could just sit together without anybody around. Ally was spending more and more time at her boyfriend’s, and she left to his place around noon. You felt she was going to move out soon, but that was something you would think about when the time came. You always knew Matt had your best interest in heart, and it definitely showed when he was at your door an hour early holding a brand new fuzzy blanket.

Before you could get a word out he spoke, “I know I’m early, but I figured you would like some time with just me, here alone, before heading over. And I got you this because I know you like fuzzy things.”

You hugged him tight, “Oh Matty, I love you. You’re always so thoughtful and caring. And you’re the best boyfriend ever!”

“I love you too, (y/n). You’re the best girlfriend ever. Are you gonna finish getting ready now, or later?”

While you had your hair fixed the way you liked, and had put on your blouse, you still had on your comfy lounge pants and slippers. “I think I’ll change later, I want to use that blanket now.”

You took the blanket out of his hands and took off the tag and ribbon that kept it folded for display, then ran and launched yourself on to your bed, throwing the blanket over yourself. Matt just laughed at your adorably childish ways, and walked in to join you. He took off his shoes and glasses before climbing in behind you, pulling the blanket over himself and then you closer to his body. He held you close, kissing your neck, whispering sweet nothings, and you hummed in content. You loved being held by Matt, he made you feel small and protected, and you could never get enough, especially with the kisses and whispers.

Matt kept an eye on the time, rousing you from the nap you fell into 15 minutes before the time he had said he would pick you up at. He sat on the couch while you finished getting ready, and once you finished, the two of you left for his family’s dinner.

On the ride to his parents’ house you were bouncing your leg in both excitement and nervousness. You hoped that they liked you, that you wouldn’t embarrass yourself, and that Uncle Chewie was able to attend. While everybody seemed interesting to you, Chewie fascinated you the most and you couldn’t wait to meet him. The drive wasn’t too long, only half an hour away from your apartment, enough distance between the triplets and their parents for each set to feel comfortable. You knew there was a strong family bond, one you wished you had, and that while the boys needed their freedom, they could never live more than a reasonable drive away from family.

Matt pulled up to a beautiful two-story house with a nice lawn, exactly what you would expect of the home of a semi-famous senator. As always, Matt opened up your car door before offering his arm to you, walking to the front door. He opened the door and walked the two of you in, explaining that it was easier to keep the door unlocked when expecting guests or family than to have somebody answer it every time.

From down the main corridor, a somewhat familiar woman’s voice called out, “Is that you Matt? And is (y/n) with you?”

While leading you to where the voice was coming from Matt responded, “Yes, Mamma, to both questions. And before you ask, we are walking to you now.”

Entering the kitchen, you found a small woman, one you saw every-so-often on the news, but in far different attire. Instead of the suit she adorned for work, Leia was in a nice t-shirt and jeans with an apron on top. She set down the spoon she was using and took off the apron before coming to greet the two of you.

Smiling a warm smile rarely seen on TV, she came and hugged her son, “Hello my darling at-at, how are you?”

“I’m doing fine, Mamma. I would like to formally introduce you to my girlfriend, (y/n).”

Leia turned to you, “It is a delight to finally meet you, (y/n). You are so much prettier in person, pictures can never capture a person’s aura.”

You held out your hand, “It is a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Organa. I’ve been a fan of your senatorial work since I became old enough to vote.”

Leia softly pushed your hand aside, “Oh, darling, just call me Leia. And I’m more of a hugger in a non professional setting, especially with my boys’ girlfriends, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind at all, Leia, I’m more of a hugger too.”

Another voice chimed in while you were hugging Leia, “You’re gonna fit in just fine, kid.”

When you looked at the man who spoke, you could tell just from the hair and the way he held himself that this had to be Han Solo, “I am going to assume you are Han.”

He laughed, “You assume correctly. Nice to meet you, (y/n). Matt, along with his brothers, have told us a lot about you.”

“It is nice to meet you. I see where Kylo and Ben get their hair from. But where does Matt get his hair from?”

Leia rejoined the conversation, “That would be from my side. My father and brother both have blond hair, you’ll see when they get here. Although the curls are from Han.”

Matt groaned, “Okay, that is enough history for now. (Y/n), let me show you around the house.”

You took Matt’s hand and waved to his parents, “It is nice to meet you, see you in a little while.”

Matt lead you through the house, passing by his brothers watching TV, and to the backyard. There was a deck and a nice sized grass area, but what caught your eye immediately was the garden taking up the back portion of the property.

You gasped, “Is that your mom’s garden? It is amazing!”

Matt chuckled, “Of course it is my mom’s garden. Most of my succulents are clippings from her’s. Do you want to go walk through it?”

“Oh yes please Matt,” you squeaked out while squeezing his hand hard and jumping up and down.

Matt just shook his head and lead you to the garden, the two of you walking around looking at all the plants for awhile.

Then you heard Ben’s voice call out, “Hey, you two lovebirds! The Skywalkers are here and Old Ben just pulled up with Grandma and Grandpa. And Dad said Lando is a few minutes away with Chewie.”

Matt called back, “We’ll be in in a moment. Thanks Ben!”

“Yes! I get to meet Uncle Chewie!”

Matt just laughed and pecked your cheek before leading you back in. Entering the room where Ben and Kylo had been watching TV, more people were sitting around talking. There was a man that looked about Leia’s age with a beard, next to him was a girl, then there was a white-haired old man with a beard, another old man, and a very fashionable old lady, and you were pretty sure you could figure out who was who. When they noticed you two had entered the room, all conversation stopped, and they looked at Matt expectantly.

Matt cleared his throat before speaking, “Everybody, this is my girlfriend, (y/n). (Y/n) this my Uncle Luke, mom’s twin, his daughter Rey, my cousin, Obi-wan or Old Ben, my mom and uncle’s godfather, and finally Grandpa Anakin and Grandma Padmé.” Matt pointed at each as he said their name and they waved to you.

Padmé spoke out first, “Oh, aren’t the two of you so precious. You compliment each other perfectly. Ani, aren’t their expressions towards each other familiar? I’m so happy my little Matty found somebody so perfect, and I haven’t even talked with you yet, but we will soon enough.”

Little Rey spoke next, “(y/n), do you like sciencey stuff like cousin Matt?”

You went and knelt down in front of where she was sitting, “Why yes I do, I’m going to become a scientist one day, although in a different area than Matt.”

“Oohh! Matty is gonna be coming to my school soon to talk to the science club at lunch, do ya wanna come with him? I’ll make sure to tell Mr. Windu if you do.”

“I’d love to Rey.”

“Yay! Thank you (y/n), you’re the bestest, just like Matt!”

Kylo and Ben chimed in at the same time, “What about me?”

Rey laughed, “You two don’t like science and building stuff as much as Matty, so you guys are lame.”

The two brothers both acted hurt, and Rey just stuck her tongue out at them, prompting everybody to laugh. Matt joined you on the floor, and the conversation continued on, either about stories of past family gatherings or asking more about you. After some time you leaned over to Matt to ask where the restroom was, and he insisted on escorting you.

Once out of sight of the family he kissed you, “I love you so much. And my family does too. Even little preteen Rey likes you, and normally she just sits bored and quiet at things like this. I think you became her idol when you said you were going to be a scientist and would come talk to her club with me. She never believed me when I told her girls could love science, too, but seeing you proved it to her.”

“Aww, you really think so? I’ll talk science with her as much as she wants.”

“You’re amazing, Angel.”

He continued to guide you to the restroom and waited to escort you back, detouring through the kitchen to get some drinks. While in the kitchen, the front door opened, and Han booked it over to the entryway. There were only two people missing from the group, so you knew it had to be Lando and Chewie. Matt walked over to you with the opened drinks and asked if you wanted to go say hi. Telling him yes, you followed him to the entryway, finding the three friends in a big hug. Chewie was taller than you imagined, you pictured a man only a few inches taller than the triplets, but this man was probably pushing 7 feet, not the 6 and a half you were picturing. You couldn’t see much of Lando, but you could see parts of his clothes and knew he had a sense of style. No wonder the triplets dressed so well, having the influence of both Padmé and Lando they couldn’t possibly dress horribly. You began questioning yourself, but you knew that Matt helped pick out your outfit so you were able to stop the growing anxiety. The three friends broke their hug and noticed the two of you standing there.

Han introduced you, “(y/n), this is Lando and Chewie, my long time friends. Guys, this is (y/n), Matt’s future wife, currently his girlfriend.”

Lando stepped forward and held out his hand to you, “It is a pleasure to meet you, (y/n).”

You shook his hand, “It is nice to meet you, too, Lando.”

Chewie placed his hand on your shoulder and spoke with a voice deeper than the triplets, “You and Matt look like a great match, and from what I’ve been told, you are. Nice to meet you kid.”

The two greeted Matt before speaking with Han again, and you and Matt returned to the living room.

Almost to the living room Matt suddenly hollered out, “Hey Ky! Unca Wanwo is here!”

Over the laughter from the room, you could here Kylo yell out, “Hey Rey, cover your ears. Can you hear me? Okay, good. Fuck you Matty-kins! Alright Rey, you can uncover your ears.”

“I think I’m gonna need that story later, Matty.”

“It would bring me great pleasure to tell you.”

Returning to the living room, Kylo glared at Matt. You both sat down and conversation flowed, the three friends joined, and Leia popped in and out, getting help from Ben, Kylo, or Han when needed. You leaned the history behind the many last names, Padmé legally kept her maiden name, but socially went by Skywalker; Leia had the last name Skywalker until she was old enough to legally change it to her middle name, Organa, which was the last name of another family that was close to theirs and helped take care of the twins when Padmé got sick; and then most obvious, Han and Leia hyphenated their last name for the triplets, each keeping their name, but never correcting anybody if called Organa-Solo socially.

Eventually Leia came out and announced that dinner was ready and to help yourself to everything set out in the kitchen, then find a seat at the dining room table.

As everybody was migrating towards the kitchen, Rey ran up to you and tapped your arm, “Hey, (y/n), can I sit next to you at dinner? Matt can sit on your other side!”

“Oh of course Rey, I would love it if you sat next to me!”

She beamed up at you, and you smiled back. What you didn’t notice was everybody else giving Matt a knowing look, you were a perfect fit to the family and he better not lose you.

As you were serving up you food, and helping Rey reach the things set further back, Padmé pulled Matt aside.

“My darling Matty, I know this is really early, but I want to give you this. Your love is so pure, and she is such a beautiful sunflower, radiating light and happiness all around her, I want you to use my engagement ring to propose. Your parents eloped before I even knew they were in a serious relationship so I couldn’t give it to Han. I know you two are taking it slow, and it might be a couple years before it is used, but I wanted to give it to you now so you have it when the moment is right. I love you Matty, and you couldn’t have found the more perfect young lady.”

Matt teared up, “Thank you Grandma, this means so much to me. I’ll take good care of it until I use it, I promise. I love you too Grandma.”

“Now let’s get back and get some food before they notice we’ve disappeared.”

Once served, Matt took the seat on your left, since Rey chose the seat on your right. Everybody ate and carried on light conversation, but once everyone had their fill, you and Matt got put on the hot seat.

Lando began, “So I know the two of you met through school, but what’s the whole story?”

Matt nudged you with his foot to let you know you could tell the story, and so you began, “I was working on one of my final papers when my laptop got a virus. My best friend and roommate knew Matt worked with computers since they were in the same psych class and asked him the next class if he could help. He insisted that he could come over after class, and Ally decided to not give me advance warning and burst into our apartment screaming, waking me from a nap, and then she left a few minutes later for a date. He fixed my laptop, I took him to a small cafe by my building for dinner, and then paid for his meal as a thank you, much to his disliking. The only way he accepted was that I told him he could pay for our next dinner, which became our first date. After the date, Ally celebrated because apparently since the moment she saw Matt she knew we would work and had been trying to find an excuse to introduce us. And I’m glad she found it.”

“Ally what?! And now she thinks we’re sickeningly sweet.”

“Yeah, but that’s the way she is.”

“Alright. So anyways, yeah that is pretty much it. Mom helped me arrange the reservation for that dinner, and (y/n) was definitely surprised and awed by the restaurant.”

Rey gasped, “Are you guys like a fairy tale?”

You smiled, “I think we are. It sure feels like it.”

“That’s amazing. You’re a science princess and Matt is a science prince!”

Chewie joined in next, “Wait, nobody told me you were a science person, too. What are you going into?”

“I’m going to go into bio-chem and help research a cure for cancer in a lab.”

There was a bunch of positive murmurs around the table, and looking over at Rey, she was already looking at you in complete admiration. In that moment you knew this was the family for you, they all were taken away by your career path unlike your own family who, while supporting your decision, didn’t seem to believe it was a good choice or that you would actually help find a cure. You would hold on to them for as long as possible.

“That is truly amazing, (y/n). I can’t even fathom how smart you must be wanting to do that,” Chewie admired.

Before you could deny it, Matt jumped in, “She is the smartest person I have ever met. The way her mind works is amazing. She has such an analytical mind she could find connections between things you couldn’t possibly think could be connected. She can break any concept down into easy to understand language. She will deny it, but she is so smart.”

You just looked at him, his eyes and smile were filled with love and admiration, and you licked your thumb and smudged his glasses.

Matt gasped and pulled off his glasses to clean them, “What was that for?”

You giggled, “That was too sickeningly sweet for even me to handle.”

Everybody laughed at your exchange, and Ben reached across the table to give you a high five.

The rest of the evening was filled with delicious desserts and plenty of family stories you thoroughly enjoyed. You even got a few stories from Han, Chewie, and Lando’s adventures before meeting the Skywalkers.

You and Matt left the same time Luke and Rey did. The four of you said goodbye to everybody else, and walked to the front yard.

Rey tapped her dad, “Hey dad, can Matt drive me around the block in his car before we go?”

Luke looked at you and Matt and you both nodded, “Of course he can, sweetheart. I’ll stay here with (y/n), see you in a bit.”

Rey grabbed Matt’s hand and ran to his car, Matt barely keeping up with her.

As they drove off, Luke spoke, “I don’t know what it is about you, but Rey has never asked any of the boys’ girlfriends anything, she always just kind of glares at them, even when she was a toddler and asked everybody questions. I have a feeling you’re going to be somebody she looks up to, just like Matt, so hopefully you’ll be around for awhile.”

“I sure plan on being around for awhile. I don’t know how I got so lucky, an amazing boyfriend with an equally amazing family.”

“Well, we are all lucky to have you, too. Especially Matt. You’re both sweet kids, with amazing futures ahead of you. I wish you the best.”

Matt’s car pulled up while Luke was speaking so you both walked over, Rey jumping out with a huge smile on her face. She gave you a hug when everybody exchanged their final good nights.

As Matt drove off, he placed his hand on your leg, “My family really likes you, (y/n). They were all bugging me about when I was going to propose to you.”

You laughed, “I really like them too. And boy aren’t they eager, we are still undergrads.”

“That is just the way they are. They know it would be a while if it were to happen, but that doesn’t stop them from asking.”

“They definitely aren’t the most subtle.”

“Never.”

“I love you Matty. Thanks for inviting me.”

“I love you too, (y/n).”

The rest of the drive Matt took the time to tell you the story behind Unca Wanwo and at-at. Kylo was slower than the others getting pronunciations down as toddlers and so Unca Wanwo was all he could say, not Uncle Lando, and then both Ky and at-at were nicknames Leia came up with when they were newborns.

As always, Matt walked you to your apartment and kissed you goodnight, but this time was different knowing his family adored you and with the ring burning a hole in his pocket waiting to be used. He would use it eventually, he felt it in his soul, but it would be a while until it happened. Once back in his car he pulled out the ring and smiled thinking about you, and your possible reactions when he proposes, he was the luckiest man in the galaxy.

Tags: (since I’m cool enough to have one now) @bellaren18

A/N pt. 2: I have read a few fics recently with human Chewie in modern aus, and I felt like that would be a good fit for this story.

#matt the radar tech x reader #matt the radar tech x you #matt the radar tech/ you #matt the radar tech/ reader #a-r-t creation #kylo ren/ reader #kylo ren x you #kylo ren/ you #kylo ren x reader #triplet!matt

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Star Wars: The Last Jedi

Aaauuugggghhhhhhh!!!!! Y’all I loved it!!!!!!! I’m not gonna be able to form a lot of coherent thought ms but here we go!

There be spoilers from here on out!!

This is just gonna be a bunch of random thoughts about the movie so it’s gonna be kinda scattered.

I LOVED Poe’s arc in this movie!! I described it to my brother as “learning to play chess” he had to learn to think three steps ahead. Learning to take into account the cost of the decisions he makes not to always be a hero and at times to retreat and regroup to save lives. The way that he takes on Leia’s tile from the first battle in the last; callin people off of a suicide mission.

And Finn!!! His arc is amazing!! It is a wonderful continuation of his arc in TFA!! In the beginning when the chips are down for the rebellion he backslides a bit and almost runs away again. Rose literally stubs him out of that. And then on the casino planet he sees a bit of the scope of what the first order has done, through his seeing and interacting with the slave children. And then in the end just as Poe has taken Leia’s original place he takes Poe’s he ignores orders and tries to sacrifice himself. In that scene I resolved myself to him dying in a blaze of glory and I was sad but at peace with it. But then Rise knocked him out of the way. I’m glad he didn’t actually die but the willingness to die was a highly important moment in his character development.

And ROSE!!! I loved her so much!!!! She was an awesome character!! I’m glad she didn’t die also!! I love her backstory as being a former slave (I think)! Aaahhhhh! I love the line about saving what we love not destroying what we hate. I can’t really put anything else about her into words.

Leia kept surprising me! Like when the bridge is destroyed I thought they had killed her! Then they didn’t! Then I was like okay so she’s going to be out of commission for most of the next two movies so that they don’t have to kill her or explain her absence. Then she woke up!! And I thought she would back Poe up but she didn’t! Uuggghhh! I love Leia soooo much!!! That dedication! It hurt my heart in the best way possible!!

Laura Dern’s character (can’t remember her name and not looking it up right now)!!!! I love what they did with her!!! Like her first speech was amazing! But then her conversations with Poe and I wasn’t sure exactly what I thought of her!! Then I got carried away with Poe and mutiny! But then we are all in Poe’s shoes realizing that he is not always the best pint of view character. He has blinders on and is young and impetuous and at that point doesn’t have the vision or all of the information to know what to do. I love her relationship with Leia. I love that you can see from a few short lines that she and Leia have a long relationship and that they love and respect each other. And her sacrificial death is amazing!!

And now we come to Luke!! I loved him in this. A broken man consumed by self-doubt and guilt! If you had told me beforehand that it would come out that Luke had screwed up big time and pushed Kyle further to the dark side I would have been pissed off but I love the way they did it. He almost repeated his mistake with Rey. I’m so glad that she was able to call him out and through her connection with Kylo to figure out what exactly happened the night the temple was destroyed. My brother and I talked about how what he tells Kylo mirrors what Obi Wan told Anakin. “I’m sorry” and “I failed you.” Interestingly though they kinda failed their apprentices in opposite ways. If Kenobi had a major failure it was that he never believed Anakin could turn to the dark side, in some ways perhaps he needed to be harsher on Anakin and curve his path when he was on his way to the dark side; he should have seen it earlier. Luke on the other hand failed in that he was too ready to believe that Kylo went to the dark side. He saw the pathway pretty early but believed that Kylo was further down it than he actually was, and pushed him further that direction. It is a great example of meeting your destiny on the path you take to avoid it. I love his confrontation with Kylo and the fake out. The sweeping off his shoulder is such a Skywalker move! I loved that his story ended with him looking at twin suns again and that theme. Not that I think he’s actually gone, his force ghost will probs be in the next one.

Kylo!! I wasn’t completely sold on him as an interesting character after the last movie. But I loved him in this one. I loved to see him interacting with Snoke. Seeing that Snoke treats him like shit. His relationship with Rey is extremely intriguing. I love that she sees the conflict and the bits of good that are in him. He is clearly at the end of the movie clearly a man a bit unhinged who has been given enormous power. After TFA I thought maybe they wouldn’t redeem him at all in order to show that you can’t make someone come back to the light if they don’t make the call. And while my brother disagrees with me I think in The end they will turn him back. There is something metaphorically resonant in him using the different lightsabers he uses the blue one in doing good light side type things and the red when he’s leaning towards the dark. And I think the fact that he fights with it foreshadows that he is not really back to the light. Right now that blue light side saber is broken but I think Rey will use the crystal to make a new one and I predict that when Kylo is turned back he will pick up the new saber to do some good. There were definitely some shades of Vader and Padme’s final argument in him asking Rey to rule the galaxy with him.

I’ve covered most of my thoughts on Rey’s character arc in talking about Luke and Kylo. I’m just say that while I never really thought she would go to the dark side I’m glad that she didn’t. In interested in seeing where she goes from here.

Aaagghhhhh!!! YODA!!!! YODA!!!! I loved it and my happy my heart is!

Porgs were adorable! And I loved Chewy as a reluctant pet owner!

Baby force sensitive!!!!!!! I can’t wait to see more of him!

So many women just all over the place in the rebellion!

Yeah Finn get Phasma!!

Not really sure who I ship now. After TFAi love Finn/Rey; but they seem to be setting up Finn/Rose which I also really like!! I just hope there isn’t some kinda love triangle because Rey looks at them kinda longingly. Idk

Also loved Luke’s line about not being the Last Jedi.

Sorry not sorry this post is so long.

#sw spoilers #SW:TLJ #TLJ spoilers #star wars #long post is ling #the last jedi

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