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Trapped | Anakin Skywalker x Reader
no spoilers, takes place during the clone wars
Synopsis: General Grievous was a slippery droid, always managing to escape the Republic's grasp. You and Anakin were fueled by this once and a lifetime opportunity to bring Grievous into justice where he belongs. What will you do when you find yourself trapped on the Separatist's ship Grievous is currently residing on? Will you finally put an end to the infamous general?
Warnings: fluff, gender-neutral reader, seriously no angst (this time), anakin is nothing but a sweetheart, canon typical violence, 
Word Count: 2862
Note: okay, my eddie era is finished (i might post one more because i have a rough draft but who knows), and star wars prequels have taken their place. I sincerely hope you enjoy. this oneshot is also dedicated to  itachiswh0re, love ya :)
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"Anakin, this is stupid."
"No, it's not," he scoffs before continuing to crawl through the tight vents. 
"We are in the ventilation of Grievous's man cruiser with no map, no sense of direction, and praying the Obi-Wan has seen our distress signal."
"Yeah-huh, I still don't see the problem."
Upon your and Anakin's fight with General Grievous, you pursued him onto his vessel with the intent of finally bringing him to justice after long grueling months of tracking him. What you didn't expect was for the ship to depart from your cruiser a second later, leaving you stranded on a Separatist's ship with your partly damaged comm link. Anakin's was utterly destroyed, leaving yours your only hope of escape. He suggested that crawling in the vents would give you a better view of the ship and keep you undetected while you waited for backup. The problem was, you didn't know where you were heading. This ship had a completely different layout than any other Separatist ship you've ever encountered, leaving you with no choice but to put your faith in the Force to guide you somewhere safe. 
Once glowing a bright green, your comm link stuttered before powering off. You hit the screen once, then twice, your frustration boiling as you come to the terrible conclusion; your comm link died. The excessive damage it received must have affected its battery, letting it drain faster than usual. 
Anakin turned around, letting his gaze fall on your now broken communicator. His shoulders slumped, and he sighed, running a gloved hand through his locks before pulling on the ends. You lost the easiest and most proficient way to get off the ship. Now, your only hope for escape was to go to the control room to manually send a distress signal to Obi-Wan. Unfortunately, the main control room, which contained all their communications and transmission supports, was sure to be teeming with droids. 
It is not that you couldn't take them, far from it actually, but it put you and Anakin at unnecessary risk of being spotted, and if General Grievous caught a whiff that two Jedi- Anakin no less- were stranded here, you would be used as hostages against the Republic. You were trained for years of your life not to be anyone's burden, and with some of the Council's and the Republic's, for that matter, prized generals and Jedi's here, they would have no choice but to bow to Grievous's demands. Or he would lead them into a trap, ultimately raising the death toll just to save you. The risk had just doubled and now considerably more was at stake than your and Ankain's lives.
Anakin must have had a similar train of thought because he sank back against the metal vent, resting his hands on top of his knees while he let his head hang low. This, by far, was not an ideal situation. 
"We have to go to the main control room." You leaned back against the cold metal, your own anxieties stirring within you at your predicament. Anakin, sensing your distress, crawls from his side of the vent, next to you. The space was tight, leaving little for him as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his chest. You feel his heart beat next to your head, and you place a hand on his chest, delving into his warmth. Anakin chuckles lowly at your eagerness as his hand runs across your back, rubbing soothing circles along your spine. You became weak to the heat of such a simple gesture. 
It's rare moments like these that you savor the most. The ones where you could be close to the man you unapologetically love, with no wandering eyes watching and criticizing your every move, telling you that your love, as pure as the sunlight washing over the planets, was a path to the dark side. It was just you and him for the rest of time. 
Even though the two of you had been involved for months now, you rarely found time to be with each other due to the demands of war. The only way you two could spend time together was at night, after the day's duties, when Anakin could sneak into your apartment. It was risky due to the Jedi's apartments being a part of the temple, but you worked around it for the sake of one another. 
The early mornings and the late nights were reserved solely for Anakin; even if all you did was sleep, you were near him. With the moon hanging high over Coruscant's bustling planet, you would feel his heart beating in his chest, its slow rise and fall, and the soft fabric of the shirt that clung to his powerful muscles would lull you to sleep without fail. It was a very needed reminder that he was safe and, most importantly, alive after a daring mission. Even though your time together was spread thin, you always made the most of it, always. 
A voice in the back of your head reminded you of the task at hand, and you very reluctantly spoke. "We need to go, Anakin."
"I know," he murmurs, resting his head on top of yours. In his signature, you could sense the reluctance to leave the peaceful moment you two created, but he knew you were right. The longer you stayed here, the chances of being rescued dwindled drastically. 
"We should do this more often," you announce, and you feel Anakin's heart rate accelerate against your face. 
"What? Get stuck on a Separatist's ship?" he retorts, placing a chaste kiss on your hair. You roll your eyes, burying your face deeper into his robes. 
"No, just exist like this together." You felt his admiration flow in heavy waves through the Force. Your chest gave a funny squeeze to the sensation as he pulled you closer, just for a second, to feel you as his mind worked into overdrive of how he could prolong the moment the two of you seemed trapped in. 
"I would like that too," he finally said, pressing one last lingering kiss to your forehead, ensuring that you could feel every ounce of love and affection he harbored for you in the simple point of contact. He pulls away from you a second later, biting back his smile as he watches your face fall. "C'mon, we need to start moving if we are ever to get out of here," he announces, pulling his body away from yours.
"Then lead the way, chosen boy." Anakin shakes his head at the nickname you came up with years ago while he starts crawling forward, peeking down at the vents every time he passes them. You follow him, wincing at every creak in the metal as your knees bite harshly into the unforgiving floor. From the surroundings below, you could guide yourself to the control room. 
"I think we're here," Anakin said, his voice barely above a whisper. He looks back at you to catch your nod as you look over his shoulder at the view below. From what you could see, the control room was below you, a room separate from the bridge. About four droids were standing idly while they chatted amongst themselves. 
Your goal now was to make the most minimal noise possible, which would be your biggest struggle. If the droids fired shots from their blaster or even attempted to contact the bridge, you would be finished. Your following movements would have to be made with the utmost precision.
"What's the plan now, general?" you inquired Anakin, watching as his lips curled into a frown at the title.
"It's Anakin to you."
"What about Ani?"
"What about you shut up and focus?"
You stick your tongue out at him, and the crease between his eyebrows deepens. You are about to make a snarky retort before Anakin places a gloved finger over the curve of your lips. He warningly glares at you, his eyes darting down to the droids. Then, there's the unmistakable sound of the door swooshing open and the metallic clanking of footsteps. General Grievous, the droid you were supposed to be pursuing, steps into the room. 
You feel your blood run cold and drain from your face, your heart sinking into your stomach. Grievous wasn't supposed to be here. Did he catch onto you and Anakin? How does he know? Why is he here? A thousand questions swirled in your mind while Anakin removed his finger from your face, placing his hand on yours. The slight contact breathed a bit of life back into you, helping to ground you back to the present. 
"Uh, sir?" one of the droids asked.
"What?" Grievous spit, his cape billowing slightly behind him. 
"Have you found the Jedi?" the other spoke up, and through the robotic voice, you could detect a bit of hopefulness. 
"No," Grievous growled, stomping over the panel. "The Jedi scum have nowhere to run. They will try to contact their friends for help. You need to be ready to alert me when you see them. I will deal with these Jedi personally."
"Roger Roger," they respond as Grievous finishes whatever he came in to do, stomping out the door a minute later. As soon as the door closes, you and Anakin breathe a sigh of relief. That was way too close for comfort, you think, and the most disturbing part is that they know you are still on board. You could feel your chances of escape dwindling significantly, and the reality of the situation started to seep in. 
Yes, you wouldn't be stuck here for eternity, but their arrival would take even longer if the others didn't discover your and Anakin's whereabouts. They would also have to consult the Council about a rescue mission, and maybe, just maybe, that's what they were doing now. They must know that you are on one of Grievous's ships, but which ship was the million credit question. If you can successfully send out a signal, they will know which ship is too bored to extract you two.  
You turn to Anakin, only to find his eyes shut tight in concentration. Then, you hear a faint banging sound of something not too far outside the room. The droids stand alert and look at each other before filing out of the room to investigate. Anakin opens his eyes, a triumphant smirk resting casually on his features as he kicks out the vent cover. It falls with a loud clang on the floor, and Anakin jumps through the opening. You follow suit, landing on the floor beside him. You head to the doors without a word, taking the cover off as you pull the wires unceremoniously out of their socket, jamming the doors. 
You turn to Anakin, who is already at work, sending a distress signal. You listen for any movement outside, almost collapsing in relief when it's quiet as a tomb. 
"Done," Anakin finally proclaims, stepping away from the panel. Now, it is left to a waiting game. As you step away from the doors, you turn around to face Anakin. 
"What now?" Your gaze wanders to the many buttons displayed in front of you. Anakin takes a look around the room before responding. 
"We wait. Obi-Wan might try to send a transmission through, so it's probably best if we remain here…." 
You both felt it simultaneously, the force of it enough to stop you dead in your tracks. There's a rippling wave of anger through the Force, growing in intensity as it nears your location. 
Grievous.
Son of a bitch. 
You and Anakin glanced at each other, feeling around for your lightsaber attached to your hip. Its familiar weight met you, the cool metal resting on your sweaty palm. It was daunting, to say the least, to fight Grievous again. Far stronger Jedi have battled him, and none of them have succeeded. It was a heavy burden placed on your and Anakin's shoulders to bring this droid to justice after escaping it more times than you can count on two hands. 
Two lightsabers were thrust through the heavy door as they burned a circle through the thick metal. It broke away a second later, and the infamous General Grievous strutted through the opening. If droids could smirk, you're sure his would stretch across his face. 
"Jedi," he sneered, raising his two lightsabers in front of him. You and Anakin ignited your own, the sound of its humming filling the air. 
"Grievous," Anakin darkly addressed, taking his stand. 
"I can't kill you, not yet. We need to show the Jedi how weak their beloved pets are." In the blink of an eye, Anakin lunges for Grievous, lightsabers whirring as you jump into the fray. 
Fighting with a lightsaber was like dancing. It required not only strength and mobility but gracefulness to sweep around the enemy, to move your feet and body in such a way to gain the advantage. Every swing of your lightsaber you brought down upon Grievous was beautifully coordinated with Anakin's. That's the thing about you two; you compliment each other in battle. As he focuses on offense and lacks in defense, you back up his defense while he assists you in offense. It's stunning, really, to witness a lightsaber battle of this caliber. The colors clash, emitting a horrible hissing sound as it makes contact while the other blades whir and whizz through the air. 
Despite you and Anakin working in sync, Grievous moves faster than any human's reflexes, always countering any attack thrown his way, spinning the fight to his advantage. Of course, you knew this from battling him previously but seeing how quick he reacts puts your reflexes to shame. It's easy to see that you are fighting an uphill battle. Grievous predicts your attacks too quickly to be able to deal any real damage to him. It's a stalemate, and you are worried Anakin won't recognize the direction this battle is taking until it's too late. 
Grievous spins his lightsaber down hard on yours, causing you to stumble back. He takes advantage of your unsteadiness as his attacks grow more aggressive. Your muscles ache from their extensive use, and you find your reflexes become more sluggish with each swing. You are not the only one the battle seems to take a toll on; Anakin's previously aggressive attacks are growing more defensive. One of Grievous's lightsabers comes down next to your head, almost singing your hair in the process. Sweat drips down your face, adrenaline furiously pumping through your veins to make you forget the way your body doesn't seem to move the way you want it to. 
It's not long before he has you pinned, his other arm still deflecting Anakin's attacks. The hope you once clung to that you would make it out here was dwindling, and the prospect of your defeat became more of a reality. 
"You're finished, Jedi," Grievous snarls, dipping his head down to look into your eyes, glistening with struggle. 
"I don't think so."
A lightsaber cuts through Grievous's legs, and in a split second, he drops to the floor. The sound of metal clanging bounces off the walls. Obi-Wan stands triumphantly behind Grevious before his eyes fall on you and Anakin. Ahsoka skids down the corridor with a clone squadron following close behind. You can see the relief gleaming in Anakin's eyes as he collapses into one of the chairs, his chest heaving with exertion. 
"You couldn't have arrived any sooner?" Anakin asks, putting his lightsaber back. 
"Well, we had some…complications trying to find you," Obi-Wan replies, taking a step forward. 
"Yeah, yeah, now we need to go," Ahsoka urges, pointing to the corridor to her left. 
"It's a pleasure to see you too, Snips-"
"Wait… where Grievous?" you exclaim, jumping to your feet despite your body's protest. You can feel the panic settling into the room as the clone troopers look frantically around. 
"The vent!" Obi-Wan shouts pointing to where you and Anakin entered the room. "It's too late. We need to leave."
You and Anakin shared a weary glance before you followed Obi-Wan out and back to the cruiser. It took no more than five minutes to enter the security of the republic ship, you and Anakin walking side by side the entire time. 
"See, that wasn't so bad," Anakin commented, shooting you a smile. 
"Sure, Anakin, sure."
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i-am-the-creature · 2 days ago
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"𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏. 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒎. 𝑽𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒂𝒓. 𝑫𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂��? 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒐." - ꜱᴇɴᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴘᴀᴅᴍᴇ ᴀᴍɪᴅᴀʟᴀ
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aesnawan · 5 months ago
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Obi Wan is making me feel too many feelings again
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bettsfic · a month ago
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listen. padme amidala is a freak, okay. ever since aotc i’ve had to listen to bullshit arguments about how awful the prequel romance is, how anakin’s a red flag, blah blah blah. that’s a smooth brain take. first of all, of course he’s a red flag. that’s the point. you think padme doesn’t know anakin is ten pounds of mommy issues in a five pound bag? you think she looked at soggy weeping anakin begging her to love him and didn’t immediately think “yes i definitely will peg him” ?? you think just because she’s a queen turned senator that she isn’t just as horny and feral as he is? anakin wasn’t even pushy about it. he was just “oh btw i’ve been obsessed with you for a decade and live in a perpetual state of emotional agony but thats okay whatever you want is fine with me haha” and padme goes “yea okay i’m into that.” two minutes after he’s assigned to be her bodyguard she gives an obligatory little “i have a bad feeling about this” and then just fucking marries him. this is a woman who wore white to a blood bath. come on.
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sunflowersinheaven · 7 months ago
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cowboywizzard · 3 months ago
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yeah
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0yensid · a month ago
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You don’t understand, I can’t process this reunion
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The last time we saw them together they looked like this
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tsnbrainrot · a month ago
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hashtag hayden confirmed
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theloudsiren · 3 months ago
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after spending 10 years training teenage anakin skywalker, i too, would jump off a window into heavy coruscant traffic
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anakin-slutwalker · 2 months ago
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Tfw you find out that your little brother, who you supposedly killed, is actually alive
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knightanakinskywalker · 10 days ago
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PADMÉ AMIDALA in Attack of the Clones - feat. Her Wedding Dress
“...Padme in a beautiful white gown with flowered trim. Anakin’s new mechanical arm hung at his side, the fingers clenching and opening in reflexive movements.” 
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whatvflaotsurgoat · 10 months ago
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Anakin: I’m not a murderer, some of my best friends are alive!
Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, Rex, all very tired: some…
Anakin is the worst, I love him lmao
(Click for better quality <3)
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aesnawan · a month ago
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Obi Wan wearing goggles. That's the post.
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phoenixyfriend · 18 days ago
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I think Mandalorians and Jedi both have a "first errand" tradition like Japan.
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coralnoodle · 5 months ago
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we made our friend who had never seen star wars watch pt and it had some memorable quotes
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cherriielle · a year ago
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⭐ happy may the 4th! ⭐
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