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15 questions for 15 (or some) friends

Thanks, as always, for the tag @lukeslights4ber :D

➯ were you named after anyone? Not that I know of??

➯ when was the last time you cried? Yesterday. I tend to make myself cry when I think of real shitty things like what if my alive and well friend were to kill themselves?? Idk why-

➯ do you have kids? Nah, but I think I'd like some when I'm older.

➯ what sports have you played / do you play? I play badminton with my family sometimes, my dad teaches me things about basketball and I used to play volleyball, but no more than that.

➯ do you use sarcasm? YES it is my one true love and go-to friend.

➯ first thing you notice about people? Face, hair and clothes.

➯ what is your eyecolor? Light Brown.

➯ scary movies or happy endings? Both. But mainly scary movies.

➯ any talents? I'm great at spelling and pronunciation, always have been, never once got below a B on spelling tests.

➯ where were you born? Las Vegas, Nevada.

➯ what are your hobbies? Reading, writing, browsing Pinterest, collecting crystals and currently into making jewelry. Drawing, socializing and overall being left alone.

➯ do you have any pets? Yeah- three dogs; A Belgian Malinois, Blue Heeler and a pacified Pit Bull mix.

➯ how tall are you? 5'6.

➯ favorite subject in school? ELA. I love writing and constantly evolving and improving my writing!!

➯ dream job? I wanna be an entrepreneur of my own business that sells books, but mainly mine :))

You don't have to, if you don't want to ofc btw: @haydenpookiebear @anakinstwinklebunny @anakinsbbgirl @ohgodmyeyes @anakinniesluv @vixxensvoid @fuckmyskywalker @10angeltears10 @jadegmfu @haydensangel @haydenscontroversialgf @leiaorganaskywalkers

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Thanks for the tag @kaleidoscope1967eyes

✩ 15 questions for 15 (some) friends

Were you named after anyone? i think that the virgin mary was the inspo for my name but im not sure

When was the last time you cried? a few weeks ago, i try to not do it often bc it really affects me and i want to unalive myself lmaoo

Do you have kids? no, but does my dog count???

What sports have you played / do you play? right now i don’t play any, but as a teen i rode sport horses and i was a show jumper, really close to becoming a pro before i quit 😔 but ill get back to it soon i promise

Do you use sarcasm? sometimes

First thing you notice about people? hmmm.. i think their clothes and body type (?)

What is your eye color? dark brown and i hate itttt

Scary movies or happy endings? i like both! can’t decide

Any talents? i have a few… horse riding, writing, drawing, nail art, and cosplay :)

Where were you born? oh i take pride in this one cuz i was born in polanco, the nicest place in all of mexico city <3

What are your hobbies? drawing, writing, playing videogames and reading fics

Do you have any pets? yes i have yoda! and he’s a little chihuahua dog

How tall are you? i’m 5’0

Favorite subject in school? literature, visual arts and english

Dream job? i do not dream of labor, i want to be a spoiled housewife, that’s it :)

No pressure tags: @redxstvrx @lucyisdoingfine @goodnightmoonlightladies and anyone else!!

Angel and Devil

Anakin's eyes met yours, gaze locked. His eyes were butterscotch gold as his descent to the Dark Side was almost completed. The sight alone was enough to bring tears to your eyes. "What.... what are you doing?" You ask, voice heavy with the tons of emotions heaving down on you. "I'm saving you." He replies, tone rough. You look at him, hoping he can sense how this breaks you. "What do you mean?" Your voice cracked. "All of this- I'm doing it for you." He brings his hood down, still gazing at you with those cursed eyes, you wished, to God, you could look away. "No, you're not. Y-you... who are you?!" You burst, tears burning in your eyes. "The Jedi are evil, Y\N. You know it. You said so earlier." Anakin circled around you, his gaze on you never wavering. "Anakin, the Jedi are not evil. It is what you are doing, what you are planning, believing, that is evil." He scoffs. "For what? Doing something for you?" He laughs. "You are twisted! Obi-Wan told me of what you've done: Killed younglings, even Master Windu!" Your sadness turned quickly to a boiling rage. What happened to him? "I am to save you from inevitable death. Obi-Wan has twisted you." You stay silent for a second. "Why?! Just... why? The Dark Side? Anakin, what happened to destroying the Sith? Becoming a great Jedi?" Your voice lowered, all you could do was look at him, as he looked at you. And hope for an explanation, hope this was a dream, a sick, hellish dream. " I told you already, Y\N! The Jedi are evil! They are plotting to overthrow the senate!" He snarls and you literally cannot believe what is happening. "You're lost... aren't you? This... Dark Lord... has entered your brain and twisted the contents, hasn't he?" You're voice becomes slightly desperate. Desperate for him to come back to you, turn back to the sweet, caring person you've once known him as. Not this monster. This can't be how you both end, can it? "I am no longer living in a fantasy, Y\N. This is reality! There cannot be both a hero and a villain, one has to oppose the other." A tear spilled onto your cheeks, a poetic, but feeble reaction to his words. "What have you become?" You question, unable to stop the aching in your heart, or the cracking in your voice, or the tears spilling carelessly down your cheeks and hitting the floor. Lava boils and shoots up behind him, barely able to entrap your mood in this moment. "God, Y\N. How many times must you be told? It's for you! To keep you alive, safe!" He steps closer to you, and you step back. "I loved you. I really did." You confess, your bottom lip quivering, much like your body right now, as you step closer to the edge, your head spun. Anakin glared at you, with his intense gaze, unable to piece you together. "We could've had it all..." You sob quietly, stepping closer to the platform that separated you both, and a painful, bloodcurdling death. Would that bring you peace? Would that calm the storm in your heart? Yeah, it might actually... You step more and more to the edge. Anakin seems to realize what you are doing, planning to do and he rushes over to stop you, only to accidently bump into you and push you over. "Y\N!" He screams as your eyes widen, falling fast to your certain doom. You look at him as you fall and his eyes meet yours, you can see a tear escaping his glowing yellow eyes. Just before you connect with the scorching lava and die, you have one last thought, "What could have happened?" And before anything else, you fall into the lava, screaming agonizingly as you burn, wishing you were never born. What could have happened?

Tagged by: @anakinniesluv and @darthgloris appreciated babes <3

Real photo of Hayden posing for me after I asked 👀

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No pressure tags: @haydenpookiebear @fuckmyskywalker @jadegmfu @luvskywxlker @skywalkersstar @anakinsbbgirl

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꒰ you have to share a bed w the last character in your saved images. ꒱

tag’d by @aemonddtargaryen (ty for thinking of me.)

i am the happiest girl on the island cuddled in between my kook kings

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Happiness and Tears (Part Two)

As the meeting ended and you walked outside of the Hospital with Clay, you turned to him and saw his zoned-out blue eyes. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" You ask as she looks at you with a small but meaningful smile, opening the limo's door and closing it behind you. "It's difficult to believe isn't it? That after this transplant is over, we can be together." He says with a playful smile, but you saw this meant everything to him as he got into the car with you. "It is." You reply, looking at him with tenderness. He smiles and puts his arm around you, pulling you closer. "I love you, Y\N." He whispers sweetly in your ear as you rested your head on his shoulder and his head atop yours. "I love you too, Clay."

By nightfall, you could see Clay was tired, having a heated dispute with his mother over his phone on why he proposed to you and kept it a secret from her. You stood in the bathroom and listened, while you were getting dressed for bed. "Mom, please. It's already been decided, if you could be happy for me, that would be appreciated." He rolled his eyes but kept his tone calm and collected. You hummed very slightly, brushing your hair with care and slow movements, making sure you can hear if anything specifically directed at you. "Bye, Mom." You heard Clay say, hearing the underlying annoyance in his voice as he closed his phone and it clicked.

"Are you ready yet, sweetie?" You ask sweetly, walking out of the bathroom, eyes soft and caring as you look at his state: Stressed, tired and upset. Not a good combination. "Come here." He says, voice needy. You walk over to him and place a reassuring hand on his hair, stroking it with attentiveness. He lets out a low groan and pulls you more onto him, now you are placed in his lap as he slithers his arms around your waist and buries his face in your shoulder. "Clay... let's sleep, yeah?" You look at him, knowing he was tired. He nods and you get off his lap and climb into bed, leaning over to turn off his bedside lamp and yours as well. Once he leaned back, his arms immediately found your waist and pulled you closer, as he breathed in your scent with delight and it eased all of his annoyance and worries. "I love you." He whispers into your chest. "I love you too." You coo in response.

The next day, you both slept in each others arms until you decided it was time to get up. Seeing as though Clay has his surgery today, you wanted to take it easy, the thought of making him breakfast crept into your mind, only to be thrown out at the reminding thought of him not being able to eat anything. You huff slightly, wriggling out of his sleepy grasp and slipping out of the room. You grab some clothes from the dryer and put those on, not wanting to disturb Clay with your noisy footsteps. You tie the laces of your sneakers, grab your purse and open the door to the house carefully, leaving. You walked around the block, thinking of what to do. You had a great idea: Get Clay a present. A thoughtful gesture. Walking into the nearest store you could find, you were immediately hit with what you knew to be something of Clay's interest: books. Smiling, you enter the shop and look around, your eyes following and darting to random books. You pick up whatever you thought Clay would like, poetry, english literature, whatever.

Sneaking back into the house, you glance around to see if Clay might be in the kitchen, or living room. Nope, it seems he is still in bed. You check your phone to see the time, 12:36, you place your phone back in your pocket and tip-toe up the stairs with the bag of books. "Hey." You nearly jump as you see Clay's eyes opened as you enter the room. "Hey!" You reply, cheerfully hiding your momentarily frighted state. "Where'd you go?" He asks, his hands behind his head and legs crossed on the bed, TV on. "Downtown." You smile, and he catches a glimpse of the bag. "What's that?" He raises an eyebrow. "For you." You chuckle, handing it to him. He takes it and looks inside, his eyes lighting up. "Thoughtful as always." He smirks. You giggle slightly and place a kiss on his forehead. "They made me think of you." You sit by him on the bed and watch as he takes out a book at a time, his fingers skimming over the front. "You really do know me." He lets out a low chuckle as he opens a book and his eyes dart down to see the writing. "Thanks, love."

A few hours later, you had to remind Clay of his transplant, his face buried in the books buried in the books you bought him. "Come on, silly. You got your surgery, you know?" You see his mouth form the shape of an "oh" as he remembered. You chuckled and went back to getting ready. He hummed a bit as he put both his dress shirt and pants on, followed by his belt, suit jacket and tie. "Ready, beautiful?" He asks about twelve minutes later. "Yes." You reply, scurrying downstairs to the door, he chuckles and opens the door for you. The afternoon sky was a cloudless blue, which gave you a boosted air of confidence as you both enter the car and start for the Hospital.

Walking inside, you instantly see the smiles and stares from the Hospital patients and staff. You always felt a sense of happiness from the way everyone reacted to Clay's presence. "Ah! The man of the hour!" Dr. Puttnam greets Clay, extending his hand and a wide grin. "Doctor." Clay smiles back, shaking his hand. "A bit early, aren't you?" Jack chuckles, and goes to give Clay a handshake as well. "Well, couldn't sleep it off, could I?" Clay jokes. "The lovely Y\N." Dr. Puttnam smiles warmly at you and extends his hand for you, to which you take with pleasure. "Hello." You say sweetly, smiling happily at the staff. "Penny should be here soon, you know her..." Dr. Puttnam informs the two of you, Clay smirks and you nod slightly. Just then, a nurse clumsily walks down the hall, bumping into people slightly, as her eyes were set on her papers. "Speak of the devil!" Dr. Puttname laughs. Penny's papers fly everywhere and Caly bends down to pick them up. "I see you are still the same." Clayton chuckles, handing the doctor her papers. "Ha, ha. Very funny." Penny rolls her eyes sarcastically. "Penny, this is Clay's soon-to-be wife, Y\N." Jack says, gesturing towards you.

"Hi." You say, extending your hand. "Penny Carver." She smiles at you, shaking your hand. "You ready, Clay?" Jack asks him and Clay smirks. "Yep." Jack nods and gestures for Dr. Puttnam to get the chair. "The estimated time for the transplant to be done is about one- two hours." Penny informs you both. You nod happily. "I'm glad." As Dr. Puttnam comes down the hall with the chair needed to transport Clay to the surgical room. "Here we go." Jack smiles. A few minutes later and Jack is ushering Clay into the room, only to stop to give you both a few minutes. "Hey." You smile at him. "Hey." He smirks. "I love you." You tell him and he reaches his hand up and touches your cheek. "I love you too." You lean into the touch and down to kiss him. "I'll see you in a bit, okay?" You kiss his hand. "Okay." Then, Jack comes back, tells you to sit in the waiting room and that they will make sure to make this as fast as they can. "See you later, wife!" Clay calls from down the hall. "Say that again." You giggle. "Wife!" He says with a hint of a chuckle in his tone.

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A\N: This took forever! But here it is, part two. I will post part three sometime tomorrow.

First Glance (Part Nine)

"A-Anakin? What are you doing here?!" You stare at him, your eyes watching him hoist himself into your room through your window. "Listen to me, Y\N. Listen carefully," He strides over to you, taking your hand into his, the contact makes your heart race. "I-I have been missing you. Ever since we had to be seperate. You have no idea, Y\N, just how much being away from you and watching you from afar has hurt me. You put me in agony." As he confesses all this to you, you cannot help but slowly feel yourself cave into his words. He seemed so overjoyed to just see and touch you.

"Oh, Ani..." You breath out, holding a breath you had no idea you were holding in the first place. Anakin's hand goes to your cheek, his hand, calloused and rough from ten years of harsh Jedi training, meeting your soft and pretty skin, caressing it in the sweetest gesture. "I've missed you so much. But what if someone finds us? What are we to do then?" Anakin smiles down at you, his ocean blue eyes scanning over your face as if drinking in every detail of you in this forbidden moment.

"Don't worry, Y\N. I promise you, I will protect you, always. Just be here with me." He places a sweet kiss to your forehead as he gazes into yours eyes, and as you always tried to will yourself not to do, you lost yourself into that intense but passionate gaze of his. "Anakin.." You muttered as that aquamarine blue eye color of his hypnotized you. "Y\N.." He uttered back to you, his hands travelling down to rest on your waist, he leaned in closer to your face, his warm breath hitting your face cooly and leaving behind the smell of cinnamon mint which makes your mouth water ever so slightly.

His lips brush deliciously against yours which makes you yearn for the taste of them upon yours, but instead he pulls you closer and buries his face in your neck, breathing out slowly. Instead of complaining, you wrap your arms around his neck and embracing him in turn. It felt like a lifetime since you guys have been this close or talked for this long, the feeling of him so close to you made your mind melt of all your doubts and morals.

However, every moment had to end, and it did unfortunately. Outside, you both could hear the sounds of footsteps getting closer and closer, and in a panic, you push Anakin away, your eyes urging him to leave quickly. With a roll of his eyes but a fleeting sense of fight or flight, he runs out of the window, using the force to close your windows doors behind him. As the footsteps eventually arrived at your door, you throw yourself under the covers of your cold bed.

With a knock on the door, you pretend to reply with a sleepy voice. "Y\N?" Called the voice of your master. "What?" You reply with an icy tone. "Can I come in? It's urgent." With a soft sigh. "Yes, Master." Windu opens the door, his eyes sweeping the room, no doubt for signs of Skywalker. Once determining the coast is clear, he enters the room and goes to sit on the edge of your spacious Queen sized bed. "Listen, the Council has been considering something very seriously." He says to you, his voice sounding the normal strict tone. You tilt your head curiously at him, interested in his next words. "We have decided that it seems necessary to send you on a specific mission, seeing as you are immensely close to taking the trials."

Instantly, you sit up, your eyes focused on his. "Oh? Okay! What kind of mission? When? Where?" You ask eagerly. Windu lets out a small chuckle. "Kamino." He answers simply. "Your mission will begin tomorrow so I wished to inform you." You nod at him, the feeling of finally being allowed to leave Coruscant and go on a well-deserved mission made your heart flutter. Windu got up, giving you a curt nod before leaving the room, the sounds of his graceful, tapping footsteps on the marble flooring departing. You lay back down, closing your eyes gently now knowing you had a big day ahead of you.

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P.S: Yeah, you guessed it, I totally didn't want to write Part Nine! But here it is anyway, and it came out pretty good I think. Anyways, enjoy.

Pshhhh. As if you wouldn't.

Head lice

.....Who told you?

Am I still breathin'? think not

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I-I….

A Day with Ourselves

A\N: THIS IS MY FIRST SMUT FIC!!!! Leave suggestions!

Warnings: Unprotected sex, p in v, car sex?? it's my first sex anything sooo! Kinda long?

It was rare to have your boyfriend all to yourself. You awake slowly, eyes fluttering as your brain comes to life. You move your hand to the side of your bed, trying to feel if Luke was still there. To your surprise, he was. Luke let out a sleepy groan. "Hey..." He whispered in your ear, turning to face you and wrap an arm around you. "Hi." You chuckle, going to give him a kiss, now waking up more to get properly ready for the day.

"Where are you going?" He asks, looking up at you as you stand up and stretch. "To get dressed. We're going to have fun today." You announce, grabbing some clothes and shimmying out of your pajamas. Luke tilts his head, propping himself on his elbows. "What? Why?" You scoff. "Because you aren't doing anything! You would've been gone by now, silly." He chuckles and gets up, putting his white robes on.

"You got me there." He smirks, going into the kitchen with you. Aunt Beru was busy making breakfast. "Luke!" She exclaims, going to kiss his cheek. "Y\N." She kisses your cheek as well. Then, goes back over to the food, stirring the powder a few times until it heats up and becomes puffy bread. You and Luke sit side by side, ready to eat. You smile to yourself as you think of what you both could do. Once you have the perfect idea, you don't say anything, wanting to surprise Luke.

Finishing breakfast, Luke turns to you. "What do you have in mind?" He asks, his crystal eyes as vibrant as you remember, enlightened by curiosity. You smile and ruffle his hair as you stand up. "We'll be back, Aunt Beru." You say as you begin to walk out. Luke follows you with a childish curiosity. He loved how you surprised him and got so mysterious about it. The two of you strolled over to Luke's red X-34 Landspeeder. He tilts his head at you and hops in the passenger seat as you pilot.

"Where are we going, Y\N?" Luke gazes at you, then his gaze shifts to the landscape. Sand. You both drive out for awhile in silence, Luke trying to gauge where the both of you were heading, what you had in plan, by way of direction. After a bit, you turn off the speeder and The suns were high in the sky, making the heat even more intense.

You sit comfortably on the leather seat of the speeder, and turn to look at Luke, and he looks back at you. Leaning in slowly, you capture his sweet lips in an even sweeter kiss. The feeling of his mouth against yours sends a delicious shiver down your spine as the two of you yearn to be closer. He pulls you into his lap, straddling him with expertise.

"I need you." He whispers against your lips, his breath coming out in short, steamy pants. You smile to yourself and look down at him. "I need you more." He wraps his arms around your waist, desperately wanting you closer. He lets out needy whines as you trail passionate kisses against his tanned neck. Your teeth scrape against the sensitive skin of his neck, resulting in him bucking his hips against you. You smirk devilishly, and trace a thumb against his bottom lip, his innocent, crystal blue eyes glaze and his hands tighten around the flesh of your hips.

Surely he would've known he needed this. A stress-relief. You grind against him, feeling his erection grow more and more steadily. The suns begin to go down, revealing the gorgeous lavender and orange striped sky. What a novel. The sight of Luke below you, writhing and begging to be inside you, all with one look. The lust-filled glazed eyes of your husband only have one goal. You. "Please, Y\N... I need to be in you. D-don't tease me." How could you ever say no? He's so gorgeous like this, below you, wanting to please you with the most tender intentions. Almost always creating an electric current in your core, resulting in immediate arousal.

"Of course, my sweet boy." You smile warmly, despite your devious intentions. You move to tug off your breezy pants and soaked underwear. The chill of the decreasing heat in the evening air on your bare cunt always elicits an almost silent gasp, causing Luke to grow harder yet. He reaches into his pants and shamelessly palms himself a few times to reach full length at the sight. Then, with a look in your eyes, he aligns himself with your seeping entrance, lazily trying to stretch you out with the head of his cock before pushing in fully.

Of course when he does, he lets out a moan even louder than yours and bottoms out a bit. Granted, once you give him an affirmative nod, he is moving at a slightly fast pace. "Gah, d-damn... s-sweetheart!" He whimpers, moving faster. Your eyes roll back with the amount of sweet pleasure he is giving you. The familiar coil in your stomach forming, and he buries his head into your chest, bouncing you on his cock.

Once you can feel he is about to cum, the feeling of the coil finally letting go is imminent. He pounds into you and you grip his shoulders. His grip on your hips is tight enough to leave a mark, but you can't think. The pleasure flooding out any rational thoughts, as you both release with a symphony of sweet moans and groans. He peppers comforting kisses as he watches his cum ooze out of you, the sight makes him happy, proud, satisfied. "I love you, Y\N." You smile, coming back to your senses. "I love you too, Luke."

I indetify as 💿 anon right now, you can not stop me

I've never even expected to have assigned noonies. But this is mildly scary<3

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💿nonnie<3