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― James Luceno, Labyrinth of Evil

If Rey had turned to the Darkside.

Anakin Skywalker - NSFW A-Z alphabet

as I am currently scraping the bottom of the barrel for ideas i thought... eh. what the hell. might as well give this a shot :) please leave some ideas or requests! 💘

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Anakin is very gentle after sex. He’ll make sure to cuddle you gently until you’ve recovered from your high, then immediately get up to help you clean yourself up.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Anakin loves your hands. They’re the only thing he can touch on a regular basis since you have to keep your relationship hidden - so in public, it’s hands. Behind closed doors though... he adores your ass. You, on the other hand, can never keep your hands off his biceps and abs. You loved every little scar that lined his abdomen and every muscle on his biceps.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

Anakin would almost always have your cum on his fingers at least at some point. He loves pleasuring you first, so the likelihood of him not having your cum on his lips or fingers is small. One of his dirty secrets, however, is his favorite place to see his cum on you...

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

...his dirty secret is he loves seeing his cum dripping down your chin from your mouth. He loves pleasuring you, but he loves getting sucked off, too.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Anakin and you were both virgins - so no, you both didn’t know what you were doing. But you both quickly picked up the more you two had sex, and he is certainly experienced now.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying)

He loves when you’re laying on your back and your legs are lifted up, wrapped around his waist as he pounds into you. Or, if he’s feeling lazy and wants you to do all the work, he’ll have you ride him.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

The first couple of times definitely had their fair share of laughs. Now, it’s mainly super serious - and Anakin is extremely sexual and dominant which usually leaves no time for laughs.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He keeps himself pretty well groomed, as do you. It doesn’t bother the other person if there’s hair - it’s natural, so what’s the big deal? Though, he secretly loves it when you’re completely bare.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Anakin is always super in the moment. He always has his hands on you when he’s thrusting into you, glancing down to make sure you’re okay and squeeze your hands gently if you start to whimper in pain at all.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Once this boy got a taste of it, he couldn’t give it up. Both of you being Generals in the War meant that you both had to be separated, and desperate times call for desperate measures if the other person isn’t there...

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He loves tying you up. Though he’d never say that to your face, you knew how much he loved it. It brought him so much excitement to see you restrained, struggling to touch him.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Bed. Though, if you both are impatient, the couch is always a second best. Maybe even the wall if they’re really feeling desperate.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

You in general turns Anakin on. The way you acted with such grace and beauty in the face of war completely turns him on each and every time. The thrill of not knowing if you could get a moment alone does, too, because when they’re in public is she Anakin’s dirty mind gets the better of him. You two sneak off pretty often... it’s a shocker no one has guessed yet.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He would never purposefully hurt you. When he was really angry one day, he spanked you and immediately felt very guilty afterwards cause he hurt his precious angel. After you explained you liked it he started to warm up to the idea of being more physically rough, but a part of him still worried he’d hurt you since he doesn’t know his own strength most of the time.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He loves receiving, but he also loves giving. He loves gripping your thighs as you squirm around a moaning mess, forcing you back down as he moans into you, “Don’t move, princess. Be a good girl...”

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Depending on the mood, but usually slow but rough in the end. If he’s not in one of his sexual moods, it’s definitely taken slowly. But the majority of the time, it’s fast and rough since you barely have enough time alone for a slow session.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Quickies are basically how you make it through the time apart. If you’re on a mission and have time alone, you bet he’ll pull you into a cabinet and fuck you until he has to cover your mouth you’re screaming so loud.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He loves experimenting, and has introduced a few ideas as well. One of his personal favorites was using the Force to pleasure you while his hands focused on other parts of your body.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

If you had the time, rounds upon rounds. However, normally you’d opt for just 2, maybe 3 depending on how needy you two are. But normally it’s around 2.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Not usually. Anakin once found your vibrator and used it against you in the best way possible, but neither of you have bought anything since. It’s another risk that, if someone found them, they’d get caught.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

This little shit loves to tease you, it’s his way of “edging you on” to make your orgasms as intense as possible.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s pretty vocal. You always know you’re doing a good job because, whenever you’re sucking him off or riding him, he won’t shut up. Neither will you, to be fair.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

There have been times that Anakin has had wet dreams about you. Since his nightmares are always so vivid, so are his normal dreams including his wet ones. If he wakes up after having a wet dream, he certainly lets you know the second you wake up so you can take care of his... “problem.”

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He’s a bit bigger than average, but definitely not shy of being very big. They don’t call him Darth Daddy for nothing, after all.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Extremely, extremely, and i mean EXTREMELY high. It’s a wonder how you two survive - his hands and lips are always on you any time they can be.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He always makes sure you fall asleep first, but the first time you rode him he was already so exhausted from the intense high you gave him that he passed out immediately.

oopsies. accidentally reblogged a sims 3 thing on here lmao

im currently working on some ani stories, so if you have any requests send them in xx

Mine

Paring: Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Words: 2460

Request: Okay so hear me out lol. Dark Anakin, like he’s not crispy he’s still his sexy boy self but like a soulmate Prompt one where soulmates share an eye color and one of the readers eyes is Anakin’s gorgeous blue. like he and Padmé weren’t really soulmates because of course the man is like fuck all the rules and got with her anyway lol but when he captures the reader it’s like ‘mine’ lol please and thank you darling! Have a wonderful day! 

Summary: “The war took you away. What came back wears your skin. Sometimes, it still has your eyes.” –lost childhood (c.n.s)

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He always knew something was off.

           The first time Anakin Skywalker can remember looking into a mirror, he remembers being so perplexed by the different colors of his eyes. His right, a striking cerulean that put the oceans to shame. The other, a beautiful and unique shade of (Y/E/C). He immediately ran to his mother, confused and slightly afraid of what the different colors could mean.

           To this day, his heart aches at the kind smile Shmi Skywalker had given him as she led him to sit at the table, softly explaining the reason for such a feature. She had shown him how her eyes were also different, something he had never taken the time to notice before. He could never look passed the tiredness that shadowed her features.

           But as he looked closer that day, he saw how one of her eyes was a deep brown color, the color she had inherited from her own parents, and the other was a shade of blue. Paler than his own, and not quite as vibrant. Almost like the sky on a cloudy day.

           The concept of soulmates was slightly difficult for him to grasp. But as his mother kept explaining it, it made more sense. Seeing as he had grown up without a father and his mother, being a slave, had never been romantically involved with other men, the thought of a relationship between two people other than friendly or familial was foreign.

           And then he met Padmé.

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Mini Discourse; RotS Novel

My favourite lines out of any Star Wars book would be from the novelization of Revenge of the Sith. During the final scene where Vader is revealed and Palpatine informs him of how ‘he’ killed Padmé; and this - this - is his reaction.

“And there is one blazing moment, in which you finally understand that there was no dragon. That there was no Vader. That there was only you. 

“Only Anakin Skywalker. 

“That it was all you.

“Is you.

“Only you.”

That right there sums up exactly why I am so adamant that Vader and Anakin are the same person; in every sense. The Dark Side has corrupted Anakin, but he is still Anakin. He’s still the same man, and he knows that deep down; no matter what he tells himself. 

“You killed her because finally, when you could have saved her - when you could have gone away with her, when you could have been thinking about her - you were thinking about yourself.”

Anakin acknowledges that what he did was heinous; that he made a terrible mistake that he cannot rectify. Because Padmé is gone. Obi Wan is gone. His unborn child is gone. Everything is gone.

“Because now yourself, is all you will ever have.”

Anakin knows that it’s all his doing, he knows that he was using saving Padmé as an excuse to gain power and serve his own selfish needs; to commit reprehensible acts because they would somehow be absolved if only Padmé lived. 

And yet, when he finally had that chance to come with her, to still back out and be forgiven for all he had done; he chose not to. He chose to hurt her, instead. To save himself, and justify his own actions.

Anakin, who is now so much less than he was. Who has lost everything. His body, his soul, everyone and everything he’s ever loved. 

Anakin, who has only Palpatine. Palpatine who never has, and never will love him. 

Anakin, who knows he can’t hurt the one outsider who partook in his fall, and he doesn’t want to. Because he’s all alone, except for himself and the knowledge - the guilt - of what he’s done. Palpatine is all he has left. 

All he has in life is to serve Palpatine. That’s his only remaining purpose.

“And within your furnace heart, you burn in your own flame.”

And the final, devastating blow is that we as an audience know how Anakin suffers. 

We know how devastated he is, how he has to face the fact that he has destroyed his own life as well as the lives of everyone around him. And we know it tortures Anakin, we know it plagues him enough to deny that he is the same person. That he adamantly tries to fool himself into believing he’s different, that there is no longer an Anakin. We know that he feels such remorse, that he does anything to sever any ties to, and separate himself from, his past. 

We know, just as well as Anakin himself does; that he will forever bear this on his conscience. And we pity Anakin. 

Anakin deserves everything that has come his way, he is locked in a Hell of his own making. But we feel compassion for him, because he is us. We could have been the person seduced and lied to, tricked into being a pawn of evil. We are as weak, we can be mislead. We want to believe our intentions are noble; but we know that is not always the case.

That’s why Anakin’s story is so uncomfortable.

We could have been Anakin; and we know we too would suffer. And so, we feel his agony - because it hits so close to home. No matter how much we’d like to deny it.

“This is how it feels to be Anakin Skywalker. 

“Forever.”

Anakin smiles. Not a smile like the Emperor’s. Or a crazed grin like Darth Maul’s. Not even a smirk like Anakin might have shown Ahsoka back in his Jedi days. But a real smile. The smile that only Padmé ever saw.

Anakin: How’s the most beautiful person in the world doing?

Padme: I don’t know, how-

Obi-Wan, from across the room: I’m doing great, thanks.

anakin + 🤡

we had each other, that was all.

my parents both refuse to listen to me when i try and explain that hayden was perfect as anakin. “eVeRyOnE’s AcTiNg WaS bAd” no. 🤦🏻‍♀️

Facts.

oh my god. i’m fucking melting. i can just imagine this. he had a horrible mission that day, so he came back to you so he could get his mind off things. he throws off the cloak like that and just instantly runs over to you and grabs you and kisses you deeply and i just- i need to write this now

i will never get over their sassy friendship

Star Wars: Attack of the Clones (2002)

nope nope nope my heart went oops

# Hayden “Adorkable” Christensen on the set of Revenge of the Sith

he is so beautiful it’s not fair

Random Star Wars [10/∞]

IM SICK OF CRYING

yet i lost you all the same

i saw a wallpaper of this but it’s old and i don’t remember who it was made by, so credit goes to them! but i wanted to make my own version :) based off of Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift

THE SECOND TO LAST ONE HAS ME IN TEARS

favorite star wars memes

Obi Wan always knows!

BONUS!

Only Mine - Anakin Skywalker x Reader (smut)

Warnings: Smut, slight sexual harassment but not from Anakin, oral (reader recieves), piv sex, finger fucking, unprotected sex

Words: 2.8k

Summary: Y/n is sent on a mission to seduce one of General Grievous workers, which gets Anakin completely and undeniably jealous.

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Y/n knew from the start that this mission would be dangerous in many ways. First of all, she was asked to go undercover to seduce one of the captains under General Grievous’ rule in order to capture him.

Under any normal circumstance, this would be fine. Sure, it would be nerve wracking - the man was infamously known for taking any chance he got with a woman, going farther than a true gentleman would. Not only that, but Y/n was married. In secret, of course, so nobody could’ve guessed she wasn’t the right woman for the job.

But she wasn’t just secretly married to any random man - she was secretly married to the Chosen One, Anakin Skywalker, who was always quick to tell someone when he didn’t agree with their judgement.

Of course, even before Y/n tried, Anakin was the first one to try and convince Windu that this was a bad idea. But no matter how desperate his pleads were, Y/n was still required to go through with the mission.

Hours before, Y/n stood in one of the bathrooms on the ship, dressing in a particularly showy outfit that she certainly felt self conscious in. If it was for Anakin, that would be a different story. But she had to look sexual specifically to seduce Zentah, no matter how uncomfortable it made her.

“You look beautiful, Y/n,” Anakin spoke softly, sneaking into the bathroom. Y/n let out a small squeal and turned around, clutching her necklace and sighing. “Ani, you scared me!”

“I’m sorry, my love,” he frowned. “I had to find a way to see you in secret before the mission. Are you... feeling okay?” He tried to keep his eyes firmly fixed on her face, but they couldn’t help but wander down her exposed body as a faint smirk toyed with his lips.

“My eyes are up here, Skywalker,” she smirked, pecking his lips very faintly to tease him.

“Come here,” he let out a low growl, gripping her hips to pull her close to his chest. She giggled softly and pressed her hands on his chest, pushing herself back, “Ah ah. Hands off.”

“You just look so irresistible,” he spoke lowly, pulling her back and mumbling in her ear in faint tones, “too bad I can’t take you right here.”

She closed her eyes and fought back a soft whimper at his words, mustering all her self control to keep her emotions in check and focus on the task at hand. No matter how alluring her husband was being, she couldn’t risk getting caught doing - never mind.

She shook her head softly and pecked his lips gently, cupping his cheek with her hand, “As much as I want you too, I have a job to do, sweetheart.”

Anakin tried to play off his disappointment with a single nod, but she recognized the pouty lips instantly and hit his arm playfully, “Don’t even try and use your pouty face on me!”

Anakin laughed and kissed her forehead softly, “Worth a shot. Just please, PLEASE don’t do anything too sexual with him. The fact I have to be on the same ship while you work your magic already frustrates me,” he grumbled, his cheeks reddening softly from embarrassment over his jealousy.

“Anakin, you are my husband and only you are. Anything I do today is for the good of the Republic, and for the war to be won in our favor. If we can sack him, that’s one less goon of Grievous’ to worry about,” Y/n assured him, running her hands up his biceps slowly. Though hidden under his general attire, she still felt them tense under her touch.

“Good.” Anakin leaned down and captured her lips in a tender and soft, yet meaningful kiss. “I’ll see you when we finally catch the bastard.”

~*~ time skip ~*~

Y/n was completely uncomfortable with how far they were getting. She knew she was walking on thin ice with him - and that was made perfectly clear when he brought her to his bedroom. This was the plan of course - that was where Anakin’s brigade would capture him. But she hadn’t expected this.

“You were just so beautiful, I couldn’t resist,” Zentah spoke lowly, walking towards her as Y/n instinctively backed up slowly. “We shouldn’t jump into anything too quickly,” Y/n replied softly, trying to play off her nervousness with a smile.

“But where’s the fun in that, little girl?” he stroked her cheek and she closed her eyes, leaning away from his touch as his other hand trailed up her body and squeezed her ass.


“Please get here soon, Anakin,” she thought to herself, afraid she bit off more than she could chew here. How could she get out of this if Anakin’s squadron was late?

“I-I don’t think-“

“Now, now. As much as I love that sexy voice, let me do all the talking...” he began to kiss her cheek, and trail it down her jawline slowly. Y/n let out a soft whimper, a gentle plea for him to stop but he didn’t.

Instead, he gripped her hips and began to lay her down on the bed, his lips getting dangerously close to hers. She tilted her head away and tried pushing him off, but his grip was too strong on her body.

“S-stop-“

“Let me help you with this,” he smirked, trailing his hands to unzip the back of her dress.

“N-no-!” Y/n gasped, trying to grab at his arms to get him to stop. But he already worked her upper half out of the dress. The deep valley of her breasts were showing, threatening to spill out from the tightness of her push-up bra. To say that Padme went a little too far with her outfit was to say the least.

“I don’t want this! Not yet, Zentah,” she corrected herself, her voice quavering from nerves.

It wasn’t like she’s never had sex before - she had been with Anakin many, many times. But this was a total stranger who she secretly loathed... the circumstances were completely different.

She kept eyeing the door, hoping and praying that her savior would walk through any second and save her from the embarrassment and shame.

“I don’t care, doll,” he stroked her jawline lowly and started to kiss down her neck, moving dangerously close to her breasts, “you’re mine now.”

Her breathing picked up and she tried to squirm away - right as his door opened and in came a brigade of Clones, lead by non-other than her husband, Anakin.

She turned and faced him and her heart leapt in her chest at the sight of him coming to save her.

Zentah jumped off of her and raised his hands up as a few of the clones surrounded him.

“Zentah Brithe, you are under arrest and being brought in for investigation for working with the enemy,” General Skywalker flicked his lightsaber on to taunt him, the brilliant blue reflecting in Zentah’s scared eyes as he was handcuffed. “You are no friend to the Republic anymore, you coward.”

“And as for you,” Anakin mumbled lowly, turning to the bed to look at his wife nearly half naked. Y/n averted her gaze once she realized how dark it had become, how angry and hurt he looked.

She had a bad feeling about this - this wasn’t going to end well.

~*~

Anakin speed walked them to his room, and making sure no one was around, pulled her into his room. He slammed the door shut with the Force which frightened Y/n, jumping slightly.

“What the hell?” he suddenly snapped, turning on his heel to face her.

Y/n gulped, “Why are you angry Anakin?”

“Why do you think!” he shouted, gripping his fingers into a tight fist, “You told me you wouldn’t do anything!”

“And I didn’t!” Y/n replied, stunned he was even angry over this, “he came onto me! He tried to kiss me, not the other way around!”

“That’s not what it looked like to me,” he grumbled, crossing his arms. “You were half naked, looking up at him like you were about to kiss him.”

“Anakin, he was going to rape me!” she shouted, hurt that he didn’t trust her, “he started kissing ME when I told him I didn’t want this. He undressed ME and I tried to grab his hands to stop, and he didn’t let me. He-“

Y/n was cut off by a deep, hurried kiss from Anakin. Her eyes fluttered close as he caressed her cheeks with his large hands, making the kiss more heated the longer it went on.

“Anakin-“ Y/n spoke out of breath, before being cut off by a short, hurried kiss, “Don’t talk,” Anakin spoke lowly, trailing his hands down her cheek to her arms, “Let me do this.”

Though she was still on edge from Zentah, she relaxed from his kisses and gripped his biceps to keep her upright.

He held her close to him and tapped her hipbone twice gently, their own little sign to signal her to jump so he didn’t have to stop kissing her. She obliged snd jumped up, and he quickly grabbed her ass to keep her upright.

Swiftly, he moved them to his bed, pressing her down onto it softly as laid on top of her.

He trailed his kisses down from her lips to her jawline, and then her sweet spot.

She let out a soft moan in response, trailing her hands up his back slowly.

He smirked at the noise and trailed his kisses down her body slowly, starting to strip off her usual Jedi clothes slowly.

She blushes softly and watches him, moving her hands up to slide off his cloak.

Once he had pulled her robes down, he smiled softly and pressed soft kisses to her chest, trailing his hands very softly down her body.


She shivered from his touch, biting her lip as he moves his hands behind her back, unhooking her bra.

He slid it off and, because of what happened earlier that day, she moved her arms to cover her breasts, blushing lightly and turning away.

He frowned, kissing her lips softly to make her look at him. “You’re beautiful,” he mumbled against her lips, moving his hand down her body again. He pressed his lips onto the valley of her breasts, making her ache for his touch. “Anakin,” she mumbled softly, her eyes closed, reveling in the feeling of his soft lips against her skin.

She had to bite down on her lip to suppress a moan when he moved his mouth down to take her right nipple into his mouth. She gasped softly and tried to grab at his back as he sucked gently on it. He moved to her other nipple and sucked it and licked it, moving his other finger to stroke her other one.

She closed her eyes and moans very softly, knowing she can’t be loud in case someone heard them.

Quickly, he moved down to her underwear and toyed with it for a moment, causing her to squirm to try and get him to take it off quicker.

He chuckled and slid it off slowly, moving down her body slowly as he kissed from her belly down to her thighs. She shivered in anticipation and watched him with big, lusty eyes as he slowly moved his lips to her aching core.

He finally moved her thighs apart a little more and moved his head down and pressed a soft kiss to her core, causing her to gasp and throw her head back in response.

“A-Ani,” she stammered, taken by surprise with his actions in the best way. Anakin smirked and moved her thighs apart further, kissing up and down her folds slowly.

Her eyes rolled back and she whimpered, unintentionally bucking her hips closer to his mouth. He chuckled and pulled her even closer to him, pumping his tongue into her slowly as her hand flew to her mouth to keep herself quiet.

She whimpered in pleasure as his thumb moved up to her clit, stroking it slowly as her breathing picked up more and more, making it increasingly difficult to keep quiet.

His tongue was working magic to her, doing things to her that she didn’t know were possible. She moved her hand up his back and tugged roughly on his long curls, causing him to let out a groan into her which sent more shivers up her spine.

“O-oh god... A-Anakin-!” she gasped, slowly starting to feel her high build. He smirked and moved his head to suck and lick on her clit, as he pressed his fingers into her slowly, teasingly.

“That feel good, sweetheart?” he spoke lowly and breathily, too focused on pleasuring her to move his lips away, sending more vibrations through her. She nodded and whimpered more, tugging on his hair again, “y-yes...! please, don’t stop...”

“Never, darling,” he mumbled into her, sucking more and pumping his fingers faster, curling his fingers deep inside her.

She squealed and covered her mouth, moaning louder as she fell to the edge, “A-Anakin-!” she squealed, “I’m s-so close...” she stammered, her breathing growing erratic.

He smirked and licked and sucked on her clit more and more, pumping her faster, “Let go, darling... let go...”

Almost instantly her eyes rolled back and her body jolted, finally finding her release and she moaned loudly into her hand, squirming around in pleasure, “Anakin!” she moaned into her hand, her breathing out of control.

Anakin helped her ride it through, removing his fingers slowly and kissing up her body again.

As she recovered from her high, she looked up at him through half lidded eyes, still yearning for more, and she could tell he was desperate for a release, too.

“I need you, sweetheart,” Anakin played with her hair gently, kissing her deeply as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling her closer.

She felt his length press firmly against her core and she whimpered again, throwing her head back, “I need you too, please...” she gasped, feeling him press more against her.

He sat up straight and positioned himself, rubbing her hipbone softly to calm her down, “You ready?”

She nodded, pushing her hips up cause she was so desperate for friction. He chuckled and pressed her hips down, smirking, “So desperate...” he slowly pressed himself in, letting out a low growl of relief.

“So wet for me...” he mumbled, resting his head in her neck as he kissed it gently, beginning to thrust in and out slowly.

She whimpered and her eyes rolled back gently from his hips, holding onto his back tightly, “F-fuck, Ani... you feel so good,” she moaned.

“You feel better...” his hands roamed her body as he sped up his hips, thrusting into her at a quick pace, going deep into her, stretching her out.

She felt him everywhere, which sent her mind into a dizzy haze. Her senses were on high alert - her entire body burning with desire and pleasure, trying to get closer to him.

He moved his head to kiss her heatedly, cupping her cheeks with both hands as he thrust deeper, causing her to moan into his mouth. He growled in response and went faster, he absolutely loved the power he had over her.

“J-Just like that,” she moaned softly, blushing deeply as she trailed her eyes across his body. From his gorgeous face to his large biceps and toned chest, she was completely in awe at over how lucky she got.

“That feel good, baby? Hmm?” he smirked against her lips, taking her bottom lip between his teeth. She whimpered into his mouth and nodded slowly, burning with euphoria.

Soon, they both had reached their climaxes and came down at the same time, both of them panting heavily with Anakin directly on top of her.

He breathed lowly and kissed her hurriedly, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling them to their side, laying down.

“You’re mine, Y/n. My beautiful angel...” he mumbled into her hair, kissing it softly and hugging her tightly.

“I’m all yours...” she mumbled sleepily, resting her head on his chest as she looked up at his gorgeous blue eyes, full of lust and love. “I love you, Anakin.”

“I love you more, my Y/n,” he kissed her again, before holding her until they both fell asleep.

im writing smut for the first time to post and yikes it’s taking me forever cause i’m so shy and i want it to be perfect 🥺

why are all the skywalkers so beautiful

he is just... oh my god. fucking take me master

✩ star wars gif meme ✩ [1/7] outfits:

Anakin Skywalker’s Jedi Robes

this just broke my heart dont fucking touch me

You were my brother Anakin! I loved you.

monamourani’s masterlist!

Here’s all my fan fictions so far! 💘 (my inbox is always open for any requests)

Anakin Skywalker

1. Hold Me (x reader; angst)

2. Only Mine (x reader; smut)

3. NSFW A-Z (imagines/blurbs; smut)

4. Keep Quiet for Me (x reader; smut)

5. Redemption (x reader; angst)

6. Protecting What’s Mine (x reader; smut)

7. Fluff A-Z (imagines/blurbs; fluff)

8. Better? (x reader; smut)

9. 19 Years Later... (Darth Vader x reader; angst, smut)

Kylo Ren

1. Redemption (Kylo Ren x Reader story on wattpad *CANCELED*)

Other:

1. You Are My Brother (mustafar duel alternative ending; angst)

2. Insecurities (Anakin x Reader x Padme; angst)

You Are My Brother - Revenge of the Sith Alternative Ending Fanfic (Obi Wan and Anakin)

I wrote this on a whim, based off of the head canon where Obi Wan spared Anakin’s life instead of killing him. This is purely fanfiction and a completely different approach to the fight on Mustafar, so I hope you guys enjoy it! I was actually surprised by the amount of people that wanted me to post this. I hope it’s what you all had in mind :)

Warnings: Angst

Words: 1.8k

Plot: Anakin still has the choice to come back to the Light. With the help of Qui Gon Jin, Obi Wan has the strength to talk through with Anakin in hopes to bring him back. I’ll write a part 2 and maybe turn this into a miniseries if people really enjoy it :)

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The loud, bubbling and scorching lava roared around Obi Wan and Anakin Skywalker as they fought on the volcanic land of Mustafar. Master and fallen padawan, the two fought for different sides: Obi Wan, the Jedi; and Anakin, the Sith.

In Obi Wan’s mind, Anakin had fully converted to the Dark Side. But what he had not realized was that Anakin’s transformation was only beginning. He had not seen the breakdown Anakin had upon arriving to Mustafar, the severity of his murderous actions tearing him apart internally.

If Anakin could change back time and revert every murderous dead he had done, he would’ve done it in a heartbeat. But as Anakin fought for his life and for Padme’s, Obi Wan thought he was gone for good.

After a lengthy duel, the two stood still as Obi Wan twirled his saber, gripping it tightly, “I have failed you, Anakin,” he spoke darkly, disheartened by his own words, “I failed you.”

“I should have known the Jedi were plotting to take over,” Anakin began, holding his lightsaber the same. Obi Wan was taken back by his words, “Anakin, Chancellor Palpatine is evil!”

“From my point of view, the Jedi are evil!” Anakin snapped back, glaring at him.

Obi Wan fell silent - the anger in his heart was threatening to boil over, to snap at him that he was truly lost - but the part in his heart that learned to forgive others, to help bring them to light spoke otherwise. In the back of his mind, he called upon his old Master for help. And, even though not even a second had passed, he felt him answer, “He is not lost.”

Obi Wan wavered, loosening his grip just slightly, “I can help you, Anakin. Prove to you that Palpatine truly is just using you!”

“A true Jedi would’ve struck his saber at me,” Anakin ignored his comment, “in an act of justice. So why haven’t you?”

“Because Qui Gon wouldn’t’ve,” Obi Wan replied simply. “Qui Gon believed in you and he knew that there was not a shred of darkness in you. You were led astray, Anakin. Let me save you. What did Palpatine promise that the Jedi could not fulfill?”

Anakin stopped short at the mention of his first Master, the one who did everything to make sure he was trained in the ways of the Jedi. Anakin’s gaze flicked from Obi Wan to behind them, noticing the lava fall growing closer by the second. Anakin turned his saber off, and nodded toward the rocky edge next to them, “As much as I’d hate to cut this short, we’ll both be melted if we don’t jump now.”

Obi Wan smiled very faintly at the out of place humor from Anakin, a small ray of hope that his brother was still in there.

He, too, shut his saber off and jumped with Anakin to the volcanic rocky landing, keeping a close distance from his old padawan just in case.

Anakin remained silent, dealing with such turmoil that he was afraid to answer. “He promised me a power,” he mumbled, “to save lives.”

“Who’s life would need to be saved? Anakin, death is a natural part of life, especially in war which we are still in!” Obi Wan replied, confused.

“Padme,” Anakin said simply, his voice cracked and broken as tears flooded his eyes. Then, it all made sense.

Though Obi Wan wasn’t specifically told by either of them, it made perfect sense now. Padme was pregnant, and she - to his knowledge - was not married. But seeing the hurt in Anakin’s eyes and the pain in his voice, he connected the dots.

Anakin and Padme were together - and she was pregnant with his child. Once again, Obi Wan felt his trust in Anakin shatter more knowing he broke the Jedi code again. But this was Anakin - the moody teenager who never followed rules no matter how dire they may have been. How could he not have known this earlier?

“Padme isn’t going to-“

“I was having dreams. Her screaming, crying for my help in labor,” Anakin started to shake softly, letting small sobs escape, “I can’t... I cant live without her. He promised - he promised...” Anakin looked down, his legs failing him as he had to stand on one knee, “he promised me a power. To save lives. This,” Anakin motioned to Mustafar, “all the bloodshed... all the horrible crimes i’ve committed... are all for her. So she can live to see another day. So that our child can live with both their parents. So that Padme can get the life she deserves.”

Anakin had just revealed his biggest secret, yet he did not care. His mind and heart was being ripped apart from the inside - one side the light, and the other the dark, both vying for his attention and full commitment at once. It was worse than any pain he had felt in a long, long time.

“I love her, Obi Wan. That’s why I’m willing to turn to the Dark to save her life.” Anakin looked down, crying freely now, “I don’t know what to do. I’m so conflicted.” Anakin looked up at him slowly, shaking softly as tears ran down his cheeks, his eyes a dark, dull blue, “Help me, my Master.”

Obi Wan stood looking down at his friend. His fist tightened, clenching his jaw. Could he forgive Anakin for all he did? For destroying the Order, and killing the younglings, and possibly more deaths he wasn’t aware of?

Without even knowing, Obi Wan out-stretched his hand towards Anakin, and he moved back in shock. Anakin looked at his hand as his eyes flickered from the rocky ground to his hand, almost in disbelief.

Obi Wan hadn’t moved his hand. Someone made him. Quickly, he glanced to the right of him and noticed a blue figure watching over them. Qui Gon Jin was watching them, and he nodded lowly, smiling very faintly.

He heard his voice as clearly as he saw Anakin, and he spoke certainly, “There is much conflict, but a strong will for good within him.”

Obi Wan glanced back to Anakin, and when Anakin had turned to the right to see what he was looking at, he saw nothing. Instead, his eyes widened when he felt Obi Wan’s hand on his shoulder.

Anakin looked up at him and he shifted his eyes to the floor in shame, “I don’t know who I am anymore, Master.”

“You are the boy that won the pod race,” Obi spoke softly, crouching down, “You are the boy that Qui Gon trusted more so than he did me.” Anakin’s lip quivered at the mention of him, “I failed both of you.”

“No, Anakin,” Obi Wan rose, “You failed yourself. You still have a choice.”

“But Padme-“

“-is fine,” Obi Wan sighed, “As soon as I found out, I brought her to a hospital to make sure she was in good health. And she is.”

Anakin opened his mouth to speak and Obi San rose his had to silence him, “and before you ask, I cleared her mind right after so the nurse had no recollection that the senator is pregnant.”

Anakin looked down and sighed, “I will never be a Jedi again, Master. I will never be a Sith...” he paused, “I’m no longer welcome within the Force. Where else can I go? I belong nowhere. I might as well die here.”

“Don’t say such things,” Obi Wan snapped, and Anakin looked up at him in confusion. “The Jedi are broken. Right now, no one is welcome as a Jedi until the Counsel can be restored. And clearly, you are not apart of the Dark side, so you are not a Sith. You are Anakin Skywalker. You are to bring balance to the Force.”

“I can’t be the Chosen One,” Anakin hung his head down low, “the Chosen One wouldn’t’ve failed like I have.”

“You’re human, Anakin. You make the choice. I can only hope to persuade your conscious towards the right decision. But as you told me earlier... in your point of view, the Jedi are evil.”

Anakin stayed silent, and after a moment finally spoke, “They are not. I’m the evil one, not them.”

Obi Wan unhooked his lightsaber and set it down at his feet, “Rise, young one.”

Anakin noticed and set his down, too, standing up slowly, not having the courage to look him in the eye.

“You, young Skywalker, are not evil. You are easily influenced. You were influenced by Palpatine. He is the evil one here, not you, Ani.” Obi Wan rest his hands on his shoulders, his lips pursed. “You can still make the choice.”

Anakin looked down and broke again, a loud sob making his body shake softly, “How can I go back to the Light after everything I’ve done?”

“It won’t be easy, Anakin. But I will be right beside you helping you through it, alongside Padme.”

“Are you mad, Master?” Anakin asked weakly, still looking down.

“Thats very vague, Anakin,” he scoffed. “At?”

“The fact I married Padme in secret?”

Obi Wan smirked, “Now, I only knew you got her pregnant. I did not know you were married.”

Anakin’s face paled and he was glad he couldn’t see the nervousness in his eyes. “Look at me.”

Anakin looked up at him very cautiously, “I am not mad. I am disappointed, but not mad. I cant say I’m surprised, either. I had it in the back of my mind that you two would at least try and date, I just hadn’t expected... this.”

Anakin nodded lowly, letting out a heavy sigh, “I can’t live without her, Master. I have no will to live without her. I love her.”

Obi Wan pulled him into a hug unexpectedly. A hug between the pair was rare - especially as they grew older. But both of them knew that they were brothers deep down - and this simple gesture helped seal Anakin’s fate.

He knew his true story lied within the Jedi Order. With Obi Wan, and with Padme. And now, his child.

“You are my brother, Anakin,” Obi Wan closed his eyes as he clung to him, tears falling down his cheeks slowly, “I love you.”

Anakin was stunned. In all the years he had known Obi Wan, he had never, ever said that to him. No matter how much they fought, and how often Anakin disobeyed him, he truly loved him. He had just never said it, and nor had he.

“And I love you, my Master,” Anakin spoke softly, as if he couldn’t believe what he was saying. He hugged him tightly and for once, for that small moment, everything felt okay again.

Anakin was brought back to the light. All because Obi Wan gave him a chance to explain himself. Because of Obi Wan, Darth Vader was killed before he overthrew Anakin’s heart.

BYE

i hâte how i nearly cried laughing at this

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