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hanasnx · 2 years

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paradise!anakin headcanons

minors dni 18+

character(s): anakin skywalker

warnings: lowkey dilf anakin, mention of exhibitionism, female anatomy, mention of smut at the end, anakin acting like a lil scoundrel so he gets u to get mad at him

ugh just the thought of paradise!anakin…

(i can already see the “he doesn’t like sand!” thoughts surfacing in ur head but let’s just put that aside for now. as someone who also hates sand, i find it tolerable on rare occasion)

☥ he would spend one day on his meditative leave actually meditating. but when the memories of you and your sweet sounds echo in his head, the distraction drives him to ask you to come away with him

whisking you away to the outskirts of the galaxy where no one recognizes the two of you

☥ which means he gives himself permission to act on his impulses

holding hands, leading you with his hand around your waist or at the small of your back

kisses on your neck in public so you’ll shy away from him and try to push him away

driving you places and when you open the door for yourself out of habit, he gets pouty bcos “let me open the door for you,”

☥ taking you to a beach (points if its a nudist beach or a beach well known for its accessible coves to escape to for promiscuous activities)

he wears a hawaiian print shirt. basically open except for a few buttons down at the bottom

the already short sleeves have been rolled up some more, so you get some more arm action. he’s got sunglasses he lowers past the bridge of his nose to look at you over them

☥ throwing you over his shoulder in your little bikini bcos he said he’s “keeping you”

tugging your bikini top to him so he can catch a glimpse of your tits. also so you hit him and scold him

slapping a hand on your ass and you push him off bcos “ani, not in front of people,”

“c’mon, they’re not lookin’”

“they are! they definitely are looking!“

“well then, let’s go rendezvous in the beachside restaurant bathroom,”

“don’t look at me like that, we’re staying here,”

☥ he’s just obsessed with the way you look in your swimsuit, nothing but a mess of strings he bought for you just for this occasion

feeling you up in when you lay out to sun tan next to him on a big towel

☥ picking you up effortlessly so he can wrap your legs around his waist. casually flexing his muscle for you. talking normally like nothing’s out of the ordinary

“oh, no! you’re slipping!” grabs both of your ass cheeks

☥ pulling you into him, “i’m gonna throw you in the water now,” picks you up and tosses you in while your protests fall on deaf ears

you breach the surface and blow the water from your lips. “anakin!”

he takes off his shoes, grinning as you’re yelling at him. you splash him and he jumps in after you, making you squeal from the wave he creates

he dips underwater so he can fix his hair out of his face coming up, and he looks for you while you sneak up behind him. hands on his shoulders as you jump up and push him down, dunking him

he resurfaces, mouth falling open in feigned disbelief. “oh, you wanna play it like that, huh?”

“no! no!” you’re giggling, trying to swim away but he grabs your ankle, dragging you back to him by his hands crawling up your leg

“you wanna play it like that?”

“no, ani! truce! truce!”

you’re squealing as he stoops, hoisting your middle onto his shoulder and leaping up, throwing you back into the water. you breach, playfully angry

“oh, i’m gonna kill you” you splash him with water

“get over here,” he orders, his powerful strokes cutting through the water to get to you and bring you to him. you try to fight him off but his big hands on you are arresting you in place. squeezes your ass hard cos he can’t help how cute you are during this, locks of your hair stuck to your face, one across the bridge of your nose

“hey!” you hit his chest and he laughs

“why else would you wear a pretty little outfit like this if you didn’t want me to grope you?”

his leg stuck in between your thighs

“you’re a real bully, you know that?”

☥ finding a little private area of the beach. suddenly he’s underneath you, making you bounce on his cock. instinctively you cover your bare chest with your arms, and he moves them apart, “let everybody see, baby, let them know what they’re missing. i want them to know,” regardless if people are around or not bcos let’s be honest anakin lowkey is an exhibitionist

#dilf!anakin #paradise!anakin #anakin x reader #anakin skywalker smut #anakin skywalker headcanons #anakin skywalker x fem!reader #anakin skywalker imagine #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin

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realangelahernandez · 27 days

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When he’s written by Lana del Rey

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anakinskywalkerog · 2 years

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ROTS Anakin just radiates sex appeal 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

he is Lucifer and i cannot be convinced otherwise

and by Lucifer i mean the classical Lucifer, Paradise Lost, the most beautiful angel fallen into darkness, ie the story to begin and and all stories

#anakin skywalker #star wars #hayden christensen #revenge of the sith #star wars prequels #classic #classical art #lucifer #fallen angel #paradise lost #anakin #answered asks

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disast3rtransp0rt · 1 year

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-Paradise Lost, John Milton

Book I, Lines 221-270

(made this Darth Vader wallpaper awhile ago for @artemisthehuntress and thought it might be cool to share. feel free to download/use)

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I have a lot of feelings about this guy and the Jedi Order and Mr. Lucas' attempts to squish together some very odd parts of different religious ideologies... But anyway.

#star wars #anakin skywalker #anakin #darth vader #vaderkin #star wars screensaver #paradise lost #milton #morningstar and skywalker give me thoughts #and feelings #also mmmmm yummy literary parallels #star wars wallpaper #anakin skywalker wallpaper

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kingdomhate · 6 months

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Calling Them Cute Scenarios!

Kylo Ren: He smiled and brought himself closer to you, intimately wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a cozy hug. "I think you're adorable," Kylo raised your chin gently to look into your eyes. "And so, so precious." He leaned down and kissed you with an unspoken devotion. The act making your heart pound and a soft pink hue spread lightly across your cheeks. Kylo reaches for your hand, intertwining them as he deepens the kiss, steadily increasing his passion. His black leather gloves, deliciously cold in stark contrast to the heated kiss you both shared in the intimate moment.

As he pulled away, his eyes flutter open to meet yours, and his head spins. You are so pretty to him. He feels a surge of protectiveness wash over him as he embraces you again, resting your head against his chest.

Armitage Hux: Armitage stared down at you, his nose wrinkling at the thought. Him, cute? "Pardon me?! I am not cute, I am powerful! I am the brains of the First Order!" He spits. "You're adorable." You coo, touching his cheek. Despite his efforts to remain in control, he softens. Weak under your touch, under the influence of your words. He sighs and looks at you, the look in his eyes resembles deep affection and tender love. "I love you." He whispers to you, as you place a kiss to his forehead and lips. The kiss is tender, reassuring. Wrapping your arms around his neck as he wraps his around your waist, leaning you down slightly.

"You're so special," You utter into his ear, making his breath hitch. "I love you too."

Obi-Wan Kenobi: Obi smiles and blushes, hiding his face a bit. Once he has your composure, he turns back to you. "That title belongs to you, my dear. Just you." You smile and approach him, your hands going onto either of his cheeks. "Is that so? How adorable." You lean in to give him a kiss. Obi-Wan engulfs you in a warm, soothing embrace, reminding you of his endless love. "Yes, my love. Nothing short of it." He leans in to kiss you once more, holding you close, wrapping you in his brown Jedi robes, you welcomed the affection and giggled.

Resting his head against yours, he gazed into your eyes. His jade eyes boring into yours, more than ever, you feel like you could get lost in them. Would you be upset if you did? No. What a perfect paradise. "I adore you, Obi." You pull him closer, wanting nothing but the feeling of his skin against yours. "As do I, my love. As do I."

Luke Skywalker: Luke grins sheepishly at your compliment, was he really? Bashfully, he shied away from your eyes, and you playfully nudged him. "Do you think you aren't?" You asked, gazing at his blushing figure. "I-I do," He turns shyly to look at you. "Just- it sounds weird when you say it aloud." You tilt your head. "What? Why?" Luke rubs the back of his neck, seemingly nervous. "It's lovey-dovey." You cross your arms. "You love it." You tease. Luke turns away dismissively. "N-no! I don't.." You could practically see the blush in his words, as he spoke dismissively. You smirk. "Yes, you do!" You spin him to make him look at you and you plant a sweet kiss on his lips.

"It's fine if you don't, you know?" You assure him, sitting next to him. He nods. "No, I like it!" Luke insists, taking your hand in his, giving you a reassuring squeeze. "Really?" A smug smirk begins forming on your lips. "I love you, my cute boy." You press your lips to his again.

Anakin Skywalker: He grins at you. "I am, aren't I?" He says smugly, and you giggle. "Of course you are." He goes over to you and looks at you, still grinning. "But you're adorable, so monumental." You blush at the sudden compliment and playfully shove him. "Aren't you a tease?" Anakin smirks at you, laughing a bit. "But you love it." You couldn't help but nod. "Duh." He wraps his arms around you, pulling you to his chest. "God, I love you." He admits, resting his he chin atop your head. Lightly caressing his hair with his mechanical hand and holding you with his normal one. "I don't know what I would do without you."

His words send affection straight to your hand, and you you smile uncontrollably. "Me neither. I love you more than I could ever describe, sweetie." You lean back, touching his cheek. "I live for you, my love. You are my purpose." You melt, his words causing small tears to prickle your eyes as you quickly wipe them away. "I love you so much, Ani."

#star wars #fluff #anakin skywalker x reader #obi wan x reader #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #kylo ren x reader #luke skywalker #armitage hux #armitage hux x reader #luke skywalker x reader #kylo ren #star wars scenarios!#hope you enjoy

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wifeofasith · 5 months

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Anakin's aftercare after making love to you.

ׁ ֶָ֢ ⏤͟͟͞͞☕️ ׁ ࣭ warnings ! ۪ ׁ ⊹ || Aftercare, adult themes, implied sex, fluff, pet names, Anakin is significantly stronger than the reader, "good girl".

“Ready to get up, sweet thing?” Anakin combs through the knots in your hair, gently tidying your disheveled locks, holding you in a protective embrace.

His skin is still heated from all the love making he’s been rewarding you with. A while of pleasure later, your body is left frail and quivering in his arms. It always ends the same — you laying on his chest, trying to gather your mind and soul back in place after he’s done tormenting you with bliss. You hold him tighter, clinging for life to have a few more moments in the safety of his grasp.

Anakin chuckles at your desperate for affection state. “Alright, angel.” He’s gentle and patient — he’d never rush you, not for this.

You sigh in relief, following the pace of his heartbeat, you calm down. Once he’s done combing through your hair, his big hand rests on the back of your head, shielding you from all the insecurities you might be feeling. There is no anxiety when he holds you, and the bruises he’s left on your skin seem to stop aching.

“Sweet thing…” Anakin sighs and caresses your shoulder blade gently. “I know how exhausted you are, but we need to clean you up before you sleep, yeah?” He coos into your ear, pressing a kiss on your temple.

“Okay…” You sigh, only then realizing how hoarse your voice is.

“Good girl.” He mutters a praise that tingles your whole body, no matter how many times he’s used it to describe you before. Being his good girl was your favorite activity.

Anakin lifts you off the bed with ease; the sheets are damp, and you shiver from the absence of warmth surrounding you. He holds you close to his chest without you having to struggle to support yourself — as if he always saves enough strength to nurture you.

Soon enough, your sweaty body is cleaned and dried, the red fingerprints on your hips eased with gentle kisses, and shivers calmed with a warm lilac blanket around your shoulders. You are left seated on a chase lounge, wrapped up and dressed in your favorite floral pajama: a loose tank top with a small bow in the front and matching shorts — all Ani’s doings. You sip on a glass of water as he is busy changing the sheets of your bed.

“Are you hungry, angel?” He raises the duvet up in the air and lets it fall gracefully onto the bed before turning to you.

“Mmm, no. Unless for kisses.” You give him a shy smile.

“Greedy girl, haven’t I kissed you enough?” He crouches beside you and boops your nose, making your face scrunch. “No, of course I haven’t…”

Placing the water glass aside, you reach for him without any shame. You’re needy, and he’s to take care of it; it’s always been like that. He lets you wrap your arms around his neck and lifts you up, letting the blanket fall off you as he carries you back to bed. You could walk, of course, but why would you? Anakin was there, and he loved nothing more than to pamper his pretty princess. He climbs under the sheets, cradling your body against him. He was ridiculously strong, but there was only comfort in the strength difference; it was never alarming or overwhelming.

“I love you, my angel; do you realize how much?” He nestles you close to himself, like a precious jewel he wants to keep from all the harm.

You were his treasure, and it wasn’t just because you allowed him physical pleasure; you were the comfort and softness in his world of struggles and nighttime tremors. With you beside him, he always slept peacefully, and all he wanted was to fill your life with just as much paradise.

“And I love you, Ani.” Was all you could muster to whisper as your body was lulled to rest.

Anakin smiled to himself, knowing he had his world right there with him. Like every other night, he soothed and kissed every part of you he could reach until his own body was too weak to resist the night.

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tideswept · 5 months

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straight to lover's paradise [E]

tags: alternate universe- modern setting, Top Obi-Wan Kenobi, Bottom Anakin Skywalker, step-sibling nicest, older man/younger man, light dom/sub, shameless smut, rimming, anal sex, emotional manipulation, praise kink, hints of daddy Obi-Wan, virgin anakin skywalker

“Is that,” Obi-Wan paused to swallow the sudden excess of saliva in his mouth, “mine?”

The way Anakin’s head remained bowed over the bright screen of the Switch made it obvious he wasn’t really listening. “Mmm?” He rubbed the tip of his cold nose—being from a warmer climate, Anakin easily grew cold even when Obi-Wan kept the thermostat at a moderate temperature—with the sleeve of the tan sweater he wore.

Which wasn’t his; it was Obi-Wan’s. And on Anakin’s slender, nineteen-year-old body, it fit in distressingly interesting ways.

#berryfic #obikin #fanfiction #star wars #to the anons if you're here!#i have seen your messages nw i'm working on it :)

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worseandworser · 1 month

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Hi, hi hi!! Saw your taking requests. Obikin prompt:

Alpha Obi-Wan and omega Anakin trying to get Anakin pregnant OR already pregnant Anakin driving his master to distraction that Obi-Wan Needs to put him on his cock at any moment

Heyaaa here it is, anon! I might have added hysterical pregnancy to it, but there's a lot of breeding kink

There are things about Anakin that Obi-Wan just knows.

Easily, effortlessly, perfectly — Obi-Wan just knows, it reveals itself to him like a curtain pulled to the side, like a book falling open on the last page he's read. Anakin has this way of being, of wearing his heart on his sleeve, then there is their shared bond, intact even after years of Anakin's knighthood, and thus sometimes it's not even a matter of choice. Obi-Wan just knows.

He makes good use of his ability, though.

For example, for the last month and a half, Obi-Wan has been practically forced to understand that Anakin's omega instincts are doing a number on both of them. From the overly-large nests to the increasing amount of food Anakin eats, from the uneasiness around strangers to the almost territorial protection of their shared quarters, Anakin has become a raging ball of hormones.

He is — and Obi-Wan knows — preparing for a child. A child that, unfortunately, is not real.

False pregnancies are not unheard of. Actually, they are quite common among omegas. They believe they are pregnant when they aren't, really; but that is usually for the more — oh, how should he say — more unstable omegas — those whose lives are dedicated to the prospect of bearing children and mating and becoming mothers.

Anakin is not like that, you see. He is a Jedi Knight, a General, and the Hero With No Fear. They are at war, for Force's sake, and there are better times to think about bringing children to the galaxy, so Obi-Wan is frankly surprised that Anakin, out of all people, would be getting morning sickness over an empty womb.

But how does Obi-Wan fit into all of this?

Well, he is the closest thing Anakin has to an Alpha.

Their arrangement is quite simple. Fuck when they can, fuck when they want — nothing more, nothing less. In a desperate attempt at self-preservation, Obi-Wan likes to treat sex with Anakin as something practical, almost clinical. They are both healthy, consenting adults who find release in each other's bodies and that is all there is to it. They don't have time to go around picking random partners, so Anakin has to settle for what's convenient. Meanwhile, Obi-Wan is glad to give him whatever he needs and to receive whatever Anakin wants to give. But let's not delve too deep into that.

The main issue is that Anakin has told him before that there is no one else. There is no one else sharing Anakin's bed. No other alpha.

So Anakin has been regularly having sex with a single partner while unmated and — that's Obi-Wan's theory: it might have tricked his body. Anakin is getting ready to carry a baby. To secure a mate? To fulfill some subconscious sense of duty? Obi-Wan doesn't know.

What matters is that Anakin is not pregnant, and Obi-Wan doesn't know how to bring that up.

"Ah, Force," Anakin moans.

Obi-Wan slides a third finger inside him and meets no resistance — just another gush of wetness. Anakin is on his back, pulling his knees to his chest, and the bed is covered in both his sweat and slick and it smells like paradise. It smells like filth, and sex, and Anakin.

Paradise.

Moving his fingers in and out, in and out; Obi-Wan has been fingering Anakin for some time now, and his forearm is beginning to hurt. But then he looks down, to the expanse of Anakin's muscled stomach, and forgets about the pain for a moment.

Oh, what if it was true?

Truth is, for the past month and a half, Obi-Wan has been expecting some shift in Anakin's scent. A sign, just a small one. If Anakin is preparing for his supposed pregnancy, then Obi-Wan is preparing to provide for his supposed pregnant omega, because as much as Obi-Wan hates to admit it, this whole hysteric pregnancy has been having such a great influence on him. He's been dreaming — awake and asleep — about Anakin's distended belly. He is proud of the large nests his omega makes. He thinks Anakin should be eating more. He has been anticipating the way their scents will mix into an indistinguishable mess.

But alas, Anakin never skips a pill. Hopefully. Thankfully.

"Obi-Wan," Anakin breathes out.

It drags Obi-Wan out of his depressing musings — back to the present, to the beautiful present, where Anakin is flushed on his bed, covered in a thin sheen of sweat, where Obi-Wan's fingers are being squeezed by his welcoming, warm cunt. Stunning, Obi-Wan thinks reverently, and his eyes search for Anakin's half-lidded ones.

"Yes, Anakin?"

He knows what Anakin wants, of course he does. But he loves to hear it, in that bashful way Anakin says it, tilting his face to the side and blush deepening on his cheeks.

"Fuck me…" Anakin whispers.

Obi-Wan smiles pleasantly. "Isn't that what I'm doing?" He pointedly shoves his fingers in. "What more could you possibly want?"

Anakin makes a strangled noise of pleasure and Obi-Wan almost loses it. He keeps his calm, collects himself, and crooks his fingers just so and Anakin gasps and clenches around them.

"Y-your cock," he chokes out. "Obi-Wan, fuck me with your cock."

Yes, Obi-Wan thinks gleefully, I'll fuck you with my cock, over and over, and I'll fill you up with my cum until you're dripping, until you're—

"Of course, darling," Obi-Wan says. "Anything you want."

Obi-Wan can't tell if it's the words or something he does with his fingers, but Anakin throws his head back and lets out a high-pitched whine. Whichever it is, Obi-Wan is proud of himself.

He pulls his fingers out and lines up his cock. When he looks up, Anakin is staring at him, lips parted and eyes filled with unbridled passion — Obi-Wan slides in, slow and steady, and watches as Anakin's breath hitches and his eyes fall shut. Lovely, Obi-Wan reckons, and when he is in to the hilt, surrounded by warmth and moisture and tightness, Anakin gives him a little gasp that is as adorable as it is arousing.

Anakin looks beautiful like this, spreading his legs out so Obi-Wan can fuck him with his cock. In fact, Anakin looks beautiful doing anything, doing nothing at all, especially in the past month, when Obi-Wan's instincts have selected Anakin as his own pregnant omega. Obi-Wan has to look again, down at Anakin's belly—

He begins to move and Anakin, somehow, spreads his legs wider — he feels like a furnace, except his cunt is gushing sweet-smelling slick and Obi-Wan almost regrets not eating him out yet, because if there is one thing he is sure of is that if Anakin is de facto pregnant, the taste of his slick would be the first thing to change. Obi-Wan moves, but he is thinking, imagining, shoving his tongue inside Anakin and lapping at the slightly different flavor he would find there, and then—

He looks at Anakin's belly. He stares at Anakin's belly, trying to find a bulge, even the smallest one, and his chest aches with disappointment. He punts a hand on top of it and finds taut muscles, he presses down and hears Anakin whine, long and drawn out, and squirm. Rationally, Obi-Wan is aware that he has done nothing wrong, but the alpha in him is frustrated even with a beautiful omega writhing beneath him, or because there is a beautiful omega writhing beneath him but that omega needs a thing that Obi-Wan hasn't given him yet and now—

"I wish you were really pregnant," he blurts out.

It's such a huge lapse of self-control that Obi-Wan freezes up. Terrible moment, with his cock still sheathed inside Anakin's cunt, and then Anakin stares up at him with wide eyes.

Obi-Wan curses. He wants to fuck Anakin, he wants to move but at the same time, he is not sure if Anakin would like that. Anakin, who is looking at him with an expression that mixes surprise and confusion.

"What," Anakin starts, "what did you say?"

At last, Obi-Wan removes his hand from Anakin's belly and begins to sit back. Anakin stops him by gripping his upper arms with bruising strength.

"Don't you dare pull out now," he growls.

"Ah," Obi-Wan says smartly. He is not entirely sure if he should apologize, or if he should say anything at all. "Do you… want to keep going?"

"Yes," Anakin is so earnest and unhesitating that Obi-Wan almost gives out a sigh of relief. "Kark, say it again."

"Say what?"

Anakin looks at Obi-Wan like he just asked the stupidest question in the galaxy. "What you just said!"

Obi-Wan's breath hitches.

"That… I wish you were really pregnant?"

Instantly, Anakin's entire demeanor shifts — he lets go of Obi-Wan's arms and his hands fall limp to his sides, he relaxes against the mattress, legs still spread out so beautifully, and his gaze…

It seems strangely distant and clouded.

"Is it… Is it true?" Anakin whispers, and it's so soft and so timid and so unlike Anakin, who seems to never shy away from saying the first thing that crosses his mind. "Obi-Wan, move."

Obi-Wan does. He pulls out slightly and thrusts back in. "Ah," he gasps, "It is."

"Tell me."

"Hm, I'd like to see you pregnant, Anakin," Obi-Wan says, and it feels very much like a confession. He moves his hips, again and again, trying to build a pace that is more rhythmic than the usual fast-and-hard Anakin prefers. It won't last long, not with Anakin's vice-like grip around his cock, but it feels good to feel a little bit in control right now. It's just dirty talk, Obi-Wan tells himself, and Anakin doesn't have to know how deep it goes. "Force, I'd like to make you pregnant, I want you with my child."

Anakin moans a deep, rough sound. It's beautiful, and Obi-Wan speeds up a little bit to reward him.

"Y-you should do that," Anakin says. He puts a hand on top of his own belly and looks up at Obi-Wan, his eyes shimmering with moisture and with that distant, glazed-over quality. "Some days it feels like you already did."

Obi-Wan gasps and leans down to kiss him because he can, because they can share that, and also because hearing Anakin say he'd like to carry Obi-Wan's child has satisfied some deep-rooted alpha need in him. He wants to bite, to take, and he kisses Anakin like he is claiming him in all the ways he hasn't before. In all the ways he tells himself he can't.

Their kiss is bruising. Open-mouthed, made of teeth and tongue. Obi-Wan fucks into him earnestly, hopelessly, and when their kiss ends, he hooks his fingers behind Anakin's knees, and pushes them upwards, towards Anakin's chest, so he can be closer, closer, closer — in turn, Anakin whines into his mouth. He whines, and whines, just a long, drawn-out sound that seems to never end.

"You want me," Obi-Wan says, "to fuck a child inside you, is that it? Is that why you've been begging for my cock every time we see each other, darling?"

Anakin nods. His mechanic hand cradles his lower belly as if to protect it, even when Obi-Wan starts pounding into him.

"Oh, I'll get you pregnant, Anakin, if that's what you want." Obi-Wan leans down to place kisses and bites over Anakin's neck and chest, and Anakin bites his lip to hold back his sounds. Obi-Wan lets it because it is definitely something he likes about Anakin — so responsive, so loud, all the time, with everything — that when he tries to hold it back, it seems so desperate and hopeless. "Dearest, I'll fuck you over and over, as many times as it takes, but I'll put a baby in you even if it's the last thing I do."

He bites at Anakin's chest and sucks a bruise, then another, and another.

"I want to see your chest full of milk, darling," Obi-Wan says. "You know that is going to happen, right? Your chest will grow, and soon enough it'll get heavy with the milk for our child. Our child, Anakin."

"Yes," Anakin breathes out, "yesyesyes."

"You'd be such a great mother, Anakin, I—" Obi-Wan feels Anakin clench around him, so wet and warm and molded perfectly around his cock. "The nests you've been making, darling, they are perfect— perfect for me to fuck you in them, and perfect for when our child is born, darling, you can take my clothes if you want…"

"I want," Anakin chokes out.

"What do you want?"

"Your clothes," Anakin says. He looks up at Obi-Wan through half-lidded eyes and an expression of perfect bliss. "Harder."

Harder is good, harder is easy. Obi-Wan realizes he wants harder too, faster, and he thrusts into Anakin with abandon. When Anakin starts demanding harder, faster, it usually means he is close, and Obi-Wan is an alpha — when his omega is pleased, then he is pleased.

"Are you going to come, darling? Clench around me, so tight like you always do? You know you'll feel so good I'll come too…"

"Inside, inside," Anakin moans. "Please, Master, come inside me."

Ah, Obi-Wan thinks, that's the plan.

"Of course, how else will I get you pregnant?" Obi-Wan says. "I'll come inside right now, and then again later. And again, and again. You need my cum, you need all of it so you can carry my child for me."

Beneath him, Anakin writhes and gasps, mouthing a string of words in Huttese and another string of yesyesyes, and Obi-Wan's rhythm starts to falter. Anakin is simply too much, he feels perfect and looks like everything Obi-Wan has ever wanted — he is Obi-Wan's chosen mate, even if they've never talked about it before, even if there is no bite on his neck, but he would be the mother to Obi-Wan's children and that is all Obi-Wan needs at the moment.

"C'mon, be good," he tells Anakin.

Just like always, Anakin's orgasm soothes the alpha in him — Anakin throws his head back and groans, deep and loud, limbs going stiff, then shaking with the aftermath as if it overwhelmed him. And it feels even better around Obi-Wan's cock, when he clenches over and over again as the tension is washed off his body.

Obi-Wan stops thinking. Now, he doesn't have to. He thrust into Anakin without rhythm, without any consideration for anything but his own selfish pleasure.

"Don't pull out," Anakin whispers.

"I-I won't," Obi-Wan gasps. "I've been waiting the whole night to fill your tight little pussy with my cum, you think I'll pull out now?"

Anakin squirms.

"Anakin, you'll just take it now," Obi-Wan says. "I'll come inside you and then I'll knot you and I'll keep every drop inside you so you'll finally get your baby. Would you like that?"

Without hesitation, Anakin replies, "Yes."

"Good boy," Obi-Wan compliments.

After that, the room is filled with his grunts, the sound of skin slapping skin, and Anakin's overstimulated little gasps. When Obi-Wan comes, it's in an overpowering and all-consuming rush of pleasure — it courses through him like lightning, and he spills inside Anakin with an embarrassingly high-pitched moan.

He hides his face on the side of Anakin's neck, shoving his knot as deep inside as he can, and he relishes in Anakin's sweet tightness. Underneath him, Anakin gasps again, opening up for him like he was made for it.

"Beautiful," Obi-Wan breathes out. "Don't move yet."

Anakin makes a sound that seems like a laugh. "Wasn't planning to."

He wraps his legs and arms around Obi-Wan to pull him closer, and Obi-Wan tries to get as comfortable as possible — knotting in this position is not ideal, but Anakin is a strong man, surely he can carry a bit of Obi-Wan's weight for a few minutes.

And then—

—silence.

Cold realization and dread settle in the pit of Obi-Wan's stomach. They'll be stuck here for some time now.

"So," he starts, refusing to lift his face from the side of Anakin's neck. "This was intense."

"I want you to bite me."

And the neck is right there—

"Anakin—"

"No," Anakin says. He clings to Obi-Wan, nails beginning to scratch his skin. "You said it was true. Did you lie?"

"Of course not—"

"Then, bite me," Anakin demands. "You don't have to do it now, it can be later, as long as you do it."

Obi-Wan noses at his neck, presses a soft kiss there, and feels Anakin shiver. "We must talk first."

#obikin #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi

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winniethewife · 7 months

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Chain around my neck. (Moon knight system x reader)

The Happy Era, Based on Call it what you want Mood Board Marc Jake Steven

I'll be summer sun for you forever (Basil Stitt x Reader)

In my defense, I have none (Miguel O’hara x reader)

Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes (Santiago "Pope" Garcia x Reader) Request

What I did to you (Moon knight system x reader)

The Sad Era, Based on Betty MoodBoard Jake Steven Marc

Broke your heart, I'll put it back together (Peter B. Parker x Reader)

It's you and me, that's my whole world (Shiv x Reader)

The darkest little paradise (Blue Jones x Reader)

Every single thing to come has turned into ashes (Leto Atreides x reader)

You could call me babe for the weekend (William Tell X reader)

I'm only cryptic and Machiavellian 'cause I care (Nathan Bateman x reader)

You still would've been mine (Peter Roiter x Reader)

What am I supposed to do, if there's no you? (Vincent Caldwell x Reader)

My hand was the one you reached for (Cassian Andor X reader)

I made you my temple, my mural, my sky (Johnathan Levy x reader)

I know I'll be living in vain (Poe Dameron x reader)

Is this the end of all the endings? (Captain Rex x reader)

Flew me to places I'd never been (Han Solo x reader)

We were flyin', but we'd never get far (Anakin Skywalker x reader)

I once believed love would be black and white (Obi-wan Kenobi x reader)

How to request for this series:

Please include the following:

Song: any Taylor Swift song is fine but It will be up to my interpretation

Character: I write Oscar Isaac Characters, Star wars Charaters, MCU, Spiderverse (if under 18 will be written platonically or sibling style), you can always reach out with another character but I might not be able to.

Platonic or romantic relationship

If you have something you want in particular to happen or a fave lyric from the song.

Main Masterlist

#taylor swift #x reader #Spotify

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artoodeetootired · 5 months

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kind of thinking bout how anakin is most definitely a chase atlantic guy... like fr just his vibes literally exude the band's most satisfying songs to listen to, while also having the hottest, nastiest, down-bad lyrics known to mankind.

this is also a way of saying how i am most definitely omw to writing based on these songs. also another way of saying how u guys should have a listen, and put two and two together 🌚 a few suggestions cause im absolutely hopeless: 1. vibes

2. tidal wave

3. falling

4. love is (not) easy

5. paradise

6. call me back

7. beauty in death

8. slow down

9. right here

#anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x reader #i have like 5 song prompts i still have to work on & this realisation isn't helping #sw prequels #hayden christensen #star wars #chase atlantic

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anakinsafterlife · 8 months

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I was very happy with the Anakin scenes in episode five of Ahsoka. Afterlife scenes and visions are one of my most beloved devices, and there are very few that I don't love, but this one was executed exceptionally well. Anakin is shown as effortlessly moving between the dark and the light. He's Vader and he's Anakin, and there's literally no difference. Hayden's body language so skillfully mirrored Vader's physicality in the OT. His fighting style was at times heavy and slow, as it was when he was mostly made of metal, each blow landing with tremendous force, before effortlessly changing back to the lightning-bug quickness of his youth. Sometimes his eyes are blue, and sometimes they are red. He comes to save Ahsoka from her death, like an angel, but bears down on her like a demon. There is a significant implication here that he is both, and one might extrapolate that his afterlife is a kind of purgatory, suspended between hell and paradise.

#anakin skywalker #didn't expect to love this so much after the very boring first four eps of this show #ahsoka spoilers

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defjux · 2 months

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50 of my favorite Hip Hop releases of 2023 i know it's a few months late, but i'm still posting this for whoever might find it useful. maybe there's something on here that went under the radar for you, or something from earlier in the year that you mightve forgotten about. the albums titles are all hyperlinked to the bandcamp or spotify page where you can hear them. i could also do a list for non hip hop albums from 2023 if anyone would be interested in seeing that. as always, i also want to know what your favorite releases were & what came out last year that's still in rotation for you? i'm talking any genre, not just hip hop. let me know! Chart with album titles included

billy woods & Kenny Segal - Maps

Aesop Rock - Integrated Tech Solutions

Armand Hammer - We Buy Diabetic Test Strips

MIKE - Burning Desire

AKAI SOLO - Only The Strong Remain

Fatboi Sharif & Steel Tipped Dove - Decay

King Kashmere & Alecs Delarge - The Album To End All Alien Abductions

Blockhead - The Aux

Aj Suede & Televangel - Parthian Shots

Sunmundi & Āthmaan - Midnight Oil

McKinley Dixon - Beloved! Paradise! Jazz!?

Theravada & Zoomo - Waste Management

KILLVONGARD - Life Is a Masterpiece.

Skech185 & Jeff Markey - He Left Nothing for the Swim Back

Onry Ozzborn - BlvckBeachBoi

Defcee & Messiah Musik - The Golem of Brooklyn Original Soundtrack

R.A.P. Ferreira - LILAC DIESEL

Unsung - Hand Painted Model Trains

Stik Figa & The Expert - Ritual

Anwar HighSign & Giallo Point - Whatever The Case May Be

Mary Sue & psychedelic ensemble. - CACOPHONOUS DIGRESSIONS

King Vision Ultra - SHOOK WORLD

Jack Jetson & Illinformed - CAMOGODSKIN

spectacular diagnostics - Raw Lessons

Bloodblixing - Sodom And Gomorrah (Gangsta Edition)

Backwoodz Studioz - High Bias

Fly Anakin & Foisey - Skinemaxxx

yungmorpheus - From Whence It Came

Earl Sweatshirt - Voir Dire

Ja'king the Divine & Javi Darko - Fear & Loathing In Long Island

Tomcantsleep & KILLVONGARD - The Sun is Yellow

Oddisee - To What End

Onoe Caponoe - Concrete Fantasia

Lukah - Permanently Blackface (The 1st Expression)

Open Mike Eagle - another triumph of ghetto engineering

Real Bad Man & Blu - Bad News

El Michels Affair & Black Thought - Glorious Game

Danny Brown - Quaranta

H31R - HeadSpace

Zilla Rocca & Jason Griff - Stacking Chips

Navy Blue - Ways of Knowing

Wiki & Tony Seltzer - 14K Figaro

Supastition - Every Last Word

Noname - sUndIAl

Skyzoo & The Other Guys - The Mind of A Saint

Nappy Nina - Mourning Due

G's Us - WHAT THEM DOGS DON'T KNOW THEY KNOW

illingsworth - i'm not supposed to be here

Jehst - Mork Calling Orson

Budamunk & Ill Conscious - Sakanoue

#2023 album of the year #music recommendations #billy woods #armand hammer #sunmundi #MIKE #AKAI SOLO #fatboi sharif #blockhead #aj suede

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meshlasolus · 2 years

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House Of Memories (6/?)

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Padawan!reader

Warnings: Anakin (he's a full warning in himself tbh) a little bit of spice... not the substance, angst and tons of it. Obi-Wan being clueless.

Summary: Your dreams have changed from nightmares to forbidden thoughts, and you don't know how to control them. Obi-Wan is feeling distanced from his dear padawan.

A/n: okay so like my computer is not working and I have no idea how to fix it, if anyone knows how to troubleshoot a network adapter driver, please let me know, otherwise this series will be updated very slowly because now I only have my phone.

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His hands were soft, as they gently caressed your skin, down the stretch of your arms and jumping to the small of your back. They ever so slightly made a graze around your middle, coming to the front of your waist before they were back behind you, pulling you closer. The smell of him was purely blood sweat and tears, but then again, most of the Jedi were like that, now.

His lips tasted like fresh spring water, and the way they moved against your own was paradise, purely paradise. It was raw, and full of emotion, and you'd never felt stronger for another person in your life. Your signature was tangled in the comforting flow of his own, and it made your heart race to feel his passion through it.

Never before did you hear such a melodious sound in your life than when he let out a noise of satisfaction into your mouth. You couldn't even compare it to the lovely music the people in the city made, putting on shows for an abundance of credits. It was partial to him, because it was him. You wanted everything with him, and though you knew this kind of possession and attachment were forbidden, you were so hungry for it, longing to know what it would be like to be his and only his for as long as you lived. No missions to account for with the Jedi, no duties to uphold to the people of the republic, and no rules that you had sworn to abide by.

"I love you, Obi," your sweet whisper was echoing in his mind, several seconds after you'd said it.

"My little one," he moved his lips to your neck, tipping your head back so he had full access to the untouched areas.

You could feel yourself in a haze all of a sudden, almost like-

"Get up!"

Your eyes shot open, and you were met with a pillow to the head, by none other than your lovely fellow padawan, Anakin. You used the force to shove the pillow back in his direction, but he was quick to catch it first.

"Ugh! What do you want?" You groaned, sitting up and rubbing your face in annoyance. It had been the second dream this week, and now that you'd realized what the dreams meant, you were far too curious to see where they were going, though you knew you shouldn't be having them in the first place.

"You were supposed to be up thirty minutes ago, we're going to miss our transport," he yanked on your ankle, trying to get you to move quickly. You'd slept right passed your normal morning routine, and you had nothing to blame but your subconscious. You hadn't seen your master in two weeks and having been the wise Jedi in training you were, you thought it might be a good idea to comfort yourself by thinking of him nightly before you went to bed. Now you were greeted by these strange dreams, and the feelings that were attached.

"You mean the mission is today?!" You yelled out in realization before hopping to your feet and scrambling around the room to get ready as fast as you could. You didn't have time to hop in the fresher, so you mentally thanked yourself for remembering to do it yesterday.

You were sure Anakin was timing you as you raced around the apartment and did everything at record speed. He wasn't going to help though. No, he was having far too much fun for that. He leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, a smile way too prominent as you tripped over your own doorway for the second time that morning.

"Okay, I'm good. Which hangar are we at?" You puzzled, opening the door and walking into the hallway, cool and collected, as if you weren't just in raging panic mode moments before.

"Five... no, seven," he corrected himself, before scrunching up his face as he got into the elevator, holding the door for you. "No, five."

"You don't even remember?" You mocked him, but not because he didn't know. You mocked him because then you would have something against him when he inevitably told your master about your late morning struggles.

"It's five... I think," he chuckled, waiting for the doors to open on the correct floor. "Hey..."

"Yeah?" You looked up at him with tired eyes, still in a sort of haziness from earlier.

"Happy Birthday," He kept his gaze straight ahead, a smirk coming over his features because he was proud of himself for actually remembering this year.

"Thank you, Anakin... but it's not my real birthday, you know," you reminded him. Since you'd been brought to the order with very little information, it was a well-known fact that you didn't have an exact birth date. Just an estimated time of birth, guessing by how many years you were at the time. Obi-Wan had appointed you a special day, however, making you feel important just like the other younglings did.

"I know," he nodded, but kept smiling as he shifted his hands under his robes in order to pull out a small bundle of fabric. "But it's not every day that you supposedly turn eighteen."

You felt the piece of fabric shift into your hands, and you were very happy to see he thought of you enough to get you something. You looked down and opened the cloth to find your old saber clip, the one you swore was your favorite until it broke a few months ago. He had fixed it, and even added extra reinforcements to ensure it would stay intact.

"You didn't have to do this, Anakin."

"Yes, but I wanted to. You're like my sister, and I hope you know that" he said, his tone now filled with a sentimental softness. It was awfully sweet of him.

"Thank you. I appreciate you more than you know."

You were quick to change out the old belt clip for the janky new one you'd been using as a replacement. The old one was lighter, and easier to take your saber off of, while still holding it to your belt securely. It was a small trinket, nothing of large importance, but to you it was a lot. The Jedi are not supposed to have possession, so the small piece of metal held significance in your eyes.

Stepping out of the elevator and into the hallway, your eyes immediately widened when they caught a pair of blue ones coming your way.

"Good morning, little one," Obi-Wan greeted, since it had been a while between now and last you saw him. He was excited for your first big mission with him and Anakin.

"Morning, Master."

You tried to avert your eyes as fast as possible, feeling awkward now to keep contact for that long. It had never been this way before, but now you'd realized some deeply harbored feelings, and they were already getting in the way of things.

"I'm glad to see you, too. Happy to hear that you missed me," Anakin joked, feeling like chopped liver on the sidelines. He knew better, but he loved to tease.

"Anakin, don't act like you're not the reason he took the trip in the first place," You shoved a light elbow into him, giggling as you found this part of the conversation more comfortable.

"I missed you both, I always do."

You weren't sure why your heart fluttered in your chest at hearing that, but it did. You smiled warmly at him, then ducked your head as the three of you headed to the hangar, which was, much to Anakin's disappointment, hangar three.

You tried to avoid Obi-Wan on the way to planet Ryloth, where everyone was hoping to find the traitorous Sith Lord Count Dooku. You were pacing behind the pilot in the cockpit as it were, driving him out of his wits you imagined. You refused, however, to go back where the others were seated. It did not make any difference to you how long the flight was, or how irritated the pilot was becoming of you.

It wasn't long before you were traveling through lightspeed. It would only be about an hour from this point, but you couldn't help but get tired from standing all that time. You figured there would be no harm in having a little nap back where everyone was sitting. If you were asleep, Obi-Wan wouldn't have any reason to interact with you, and as selfish as that sounded, it was the plan you opted for.

You climbed down into the hull, finding a seat in the corner, far away from everyone else, but of course, Anakin had to ruin your peace and privacy by walking over with a scowl on his face.

"Did you know he was going to let you lead the squadron?" He asked annoyed, crossing his arms in front of his chest. He wasn't angry, but you sensed an annoyance radiating from his signature. It was very prominent.

"What are you talking about?" You had no idea what was going on and didn't corollate with any of the words he just said. You sighed as he stepped forward again to speak.

"He won't let me lead the squadron because he thinks you need to. I'm not saying this as an insult to your leadership, but it's your first time, and I hardly think it's wise of him to give you control when you don't have the knowledge."

"And we're talking about-?"

"Master Obi-Wan," He let out, sitting beside you with a huff of obnoxity.

"Right. Well, truth be told, I think you should lead the mission despite my lack of knowledge."

"Really?" He seemed surprised, usually you put up a small fight against him about how you can handle it, or at least ease his mind by telling him you were ready because he'd helped you before.

"Positive. I need to put as much distance between myself and our master as is possible on this planet." You didn't mean to blurt it out like that, because now it seemed like you were upset with him, which could not be further from the truth.

"What did he do?" Anakin glared at Obi-Wan from across the room, already having a reason to be mad at him, and ready to be mad for the same reasons as you if it came down to it. You snorted a laugh, tapping his shoulder to gain his attention.

"He didn't do anything wrong, I did."

You should really stop talking, but your lack of filter makes your brain unable to stop you from uttering pure stupidity.

"What did you do?" He smirked, thinking it was something he probably would have encouraged to the dismay of your master. You weren't going to tell him, obviousl-

"I think I might have broken the code. I'm not really sure, but I don't want him to find out about it," You were thankful to your idiot mind that those were the only words you said, but of course, Anakin wasn't going to stop there.

"How did you break the code? Did you steal something?" He raised his eyebrows and shifted his head, ready to list a bunch of other things if you didn't answer.

"No, I didn't. I can't tell you because I don't want anyone to know what it is, especially Master Obi-Wan."

"What is especially me?"

Of course...

He stepped forward with a teasing smile on his face, and you were blushing just at the sight of it. Don't be weak, idiot.

"We were just talking about the mission. She has decided it would be best if I lead the squadron," Anakin started in, saving you from having to answer your master. You were horrified of even speaking to the man as it were, and that would not pass after today. You weren't even sure you could avoid him today. He always kept you close to him.

His eyes turned to you after Anakin had finished speaking.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" He asked, furrowing his brow at your hesitancy, because you never hesitated to do anything.

"I'm sure. I think I'd feel more comfortable to watch him first, so I can learn easier."

Obi-Wan was never not surprised with your wisdom, although it wasn't necessarily what was controlling your decisions at the moment, it was still prominent in the way you guided yourself to make choices on the regular.

"If that is what you want," he nodded at you, trying to meet your eyes, but you refused. He sensed your distance, and the wall you put up around yourself since he'd returned. He was unsure why you were acting so strange, but he would find out. "Anakin, please alert the squadron to the change of plans, I will be over in a moment."

Anakin stood, giving you one last glance.

Your eyes said, 'You're really going to leave me with him?'

You dropped your gaze to your lap when Obi-Wan sat down beside you, and it seemed awfully hard to not fidget in your seat when you could quite literally feel his warmth as he came beside you.

And his told you 'Calm down, it will be fine' in return.

"Little one," he began, leaning forward, hoping to get your attention, but you couldn't look at him while he was sitting this close. It would be too hard to look away. The nickname he spoke always rolled off his tongue so easily, and you wondered what it would sound like under different context. "You seem distracted. Is there anything that is bothering you?"

'Yeah, and he's sitting right next to me..'

"Nothing to be concerned about. I just had another dream last night." You were being truthful, because he always knew when you were lying. You only needed to hide from him the details, and so far, you were on the right track.

"I sense it is more of a someone who has claimed your mind," he spoke confidently, and you snapped your head in his direction, hoping he hadn't gotten anything else. "Made you look."

You ducked your head once more, trying to remain calm about it all. Your discomfort was not to him, but your thoughts about him. Things you shouldn't be thinking of. You weren't even sure if you believed your feelings yet, but you weren't going to let him find out. That would be the end of you.

"I'm sorry master. The dreams have been getting better, really. I just wasn't expecting the one from last night, that's all."

You were very well spoken, and the words came out perfectly. You thought that maybe he would drop it, but ever the good master he was, he pushed just a bit further.

"If it was about the mission today, you need not be worried. I promise you it will go just as planned, and if anything off-book should happen to us, I promise to not let you out of my sight."

You smiled, and he could barely see the edge of it. Normally words like these are comforting to you, reassuring and calming as you're about to step into the face of danger.... but now, you can't help but translate the words into a different meaning. You used to have the most wonderful relationship with your master, and now you've gone and ruined it.

You sensed Obi-Wan's signature, branching out to meet yours the way it had so many times before, and you were tempted to let it in, to embrace you warmly so that you may feel comforted by it. Instead, you pushed it away, keeping up the guard around your force presence. It was far too risky to let him in while these thoughts were so fresh in your mind, and you couldn't take a chance on him finding out. It hurt Obi-Wan to be rejected that way, for he was only trying to help. He truly didn't know what to do or say by now, and it made him feel useless. You'd completely shut him out.

He was about to leave, wanting to assist Anakin with other instructions before the ship landed, but there were just some few last words he needed to say.

"Just remember your training, little one... and know I'll always be here for you if you need me."

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fromasgardandback · 10 months

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Naboo Paradise // Anakin Skywalker Headcanon

masterlist | oneshots

vacation with your boyfriend Anakin was always your favorite

when protecting Senator Padme Amidala, you stayed with her in Naboo

it quickly becomes one of your favorite places to stay. the beautiful scenery and architecture that surrounded the water and mountains gave off a sense of peace and tranquility

“This place is really nice. It’s relaxing” Anakin kissed your hand while you two lay on the waterfront chairs

“I know. I could live here forever. It’s a never-ending paradise” You reached over, caressing his cheek.

“Wherever we are together is paradise, my love.” He leaned into your touch.

the first night, you and Anakin sat on your resort balcony watching the sunset

there was a small table on the balcony, where you two had a light dinner. It was one of those local restaurants that recommended a few dishes

the second afternoon, you and Anakin took a dinner boat tour around the lake

the boat took the route of the lake and stopped at one place for people to get out and swim. you and Anakin did and got to relax with dinner on the boat ride back to the resort

the third day, was a little chillier, so you two opted to walk around the town’s market

it rained in the morning and a cold front came through. there was a market that had historical sights, homemade items, and interesting things to buy

on the fourth day you guys hiked the mountains to overlook the most beautiful views

you and Anakin got up early and made it to the bottom of the mountain where you started your trail. by early afternoon you reached the top and had a wonderful view for the day

on the fifth and final morning, they walked around the waterfront pier while the sunrise came up

this is where Padme first took you when you arrived. you thought the balcony that overlooked a private area of the water and mountains was the perfect spot to get married

when you and Anakin got to that point in your relationship, you knew you would get married here

“You are so beautiful.”

“You’re just saying that because of the golden sun.”

“No, it’s cause I’m so in love with you.”

“I love you so much, Anakin. You are my heart and soul.”

#sarah's specials #anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x you #anakin skywalker x jedi!reader #anakin skywalker x female reader #obi wan & anakin #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker headcanon #anakin x reader #anakin x y/n #padawan anakin #anakin x you #star wars #star wars fanfiction #star wars x reader #star wars prequels

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emmatgc · 6 months

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Grace, his saving grace.

When people say Grace made Tommy weak, I resent that. She made him stronger not weaker. But, I understand where they are getting it from and let me elaborate on it. Perfect example was the night Grace got shot. Just for a minute here, lets pretend the sapphire was cursed and if only Tommy got it out from her, maybe just maybe she wont get shot. Grace kissed Tommy after he said those iconic words "I need you, Grace, I need you".

The theory was if only Tommy was focused enough, he should have taken the necklace right away and not make her a target but nope, he didn't. What did he do? He held Grace tightly and towards him and kisses her few more times. Grace meant to kiss him just once. In that moment, Tommy was off guard, he was all in focused on Grace forgetting or not knowing really, there is a price tag on him and his family. Now, the bullet was made for him, but the theory was its also meant for the closest to him- his wife who is wearing a sapphire. She became a target as well, all the time. This, among other instances are part of the reasons why they say Grace made Tommy weak that for a man like him, he shouldn't be that way. Wrong. That is not true and that is not the case.

My 2 cents is Tommy has always been vulnerable, every calm demeanor was just a facade to hide his real self. His real self includes the ptsd, the anger and trust issues, the mobster, criminal but also the pre war Tommy, romantic, calm and good. Grace exposed it, the bad and good. It has always been there. The "perceived weakness" was always been there that's why he made bad choices. Nobody corrects him, he was surrounded by "yes people " and a family that is very unstable, too. Then came along, the one person who makes him think twice. Who made him guess, who got him confused, intrigued, who he cannot read her mind. She made him contemplate first on his actions that for once, someone can say No, someone can leave someone can reject him or disobey him. Grace did all that and for that, Grace made him stronger not weaker. She made him human, again. Being a monster is not a strength, its a curse, a burden. Tommy realized that's why he chose Grace despite all odds. What they had was not just any ordinary love or even love per'se, but unyielding, breathtaking love and loyalty towards each other, with the utmost respect and sincerity of two wounded souls colliding in different uniforms but basically one being. They were opposites but exactly the same. For me, its the most beautiful, freaking fictional love story written on a small screen perfectly portrayed by incomparable on on screen couple.

If tommy became weak, its not because of Grace its because despite being Tommy, he is a human being. Its entirely because of himself, circumstances and choices. Remember they were together for almost 3 years, they were just alright. Vulnerability shouldn't be perceived a weakness, it should be of strength. Grace made him stronger for she made him a better man. She took the goodness left in his heart and exposed it to the best of both of their abilities. She chose the goodness in him through and through. Just like Padme's last words about Anakin aka Darth Vader "There's still goodness in him, I know". She changed him. She made him a better person and he clearly wanted to on his accord for HER. That's how powerful Grace was and always will be. Haters are afraid of that, that's why they hate her and Tommy being flawed, imperfect and vulnerable is not ok with them, they excuse his bad doings and blame on Grace. Fact is Tommy with Grace has found a life, a real life. It may have been short that they were in paradise, high and low but boy it was real not some made up shit others points out with other love interests. Death will always follow tommy and those he love. If karma took Tommy's one great love in Grace, it is not because of Grace but because of himself. It sucks really for Grace for she deserves better but she made her choice, too. Weak or not, its his choices not hers that took the life of her. To end this, Tommy and Grace's love was the strongest of them all. People have to thank Grace for making him happy and for making their perfect in ther eyes no fault hero a monster, too. For better or worse, Tommy carried on living and I believe, Grace kept him alive until they would reunite in the afterlife. Grace is his savior after all.

#tommy x grace #grace burgess #tommy x grace forever #grace shelby #thomas shelby #tommy shelby #peaky blinders

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